Chapter 3
"Come on, honey, climb up on the bed." Susan tugged on the length of rope around Tanya's wrists as she gave the order, pulling the captive girl face-down on the ratty orange carpet. "Come on, dolly, go to bed like a good little girl." Tanya almost screamed with pain and frustration, but she bit her tongue and did as her terrible blonde captor demanded. After crawling across her back yard and through Susan's house, her knees were scraped raw and bruised, and her wrists burned. She had begged them several times to stop, to give her just a moment's rest during the terrible ordeal, and they had laughed at her. Instead of stopping, they had only walked faster, taunting her as they pulled her cruelly onward.
Susan's house was even worse than Tanya had expected. It was filthy, the floor Littered with beer cans and liquor bottles, dirty clothes piled in one corner and a month's worth of trash strewn across one wall. There were garish black velvet pictures on the walls, and in the bedroom there was a mirror on the ceiling.
The floor of the bedroom was as filthy as the rest of the house, covered with clothes that looked and smelled as though they hadn't been washed in months. Tanya saw filthy jockey shorts, sweat-stained tank tops and at least a dozen pairs of filthy jeans. She also saw loose knit tube tops, denim cut-offs, spandex pants in a half dozen gaudy colors, and tight, flashy halter tops.
"Move your lazy ass, doll!" Diane shouted. And a moment later Tanya felt a flash of agony as the big girl kicked her hard in the ass. The force of the blow sent her sprawling face-first across the dirty bed, and the wave that answered her impact almost carried the bound young housewife back off. It was a waterbed.
"I don't know, Susan, the cunt's really not very good at this."
"Of course not," Susan answered with a shrug as she pulled the unresisting girl across the bed.
She untied her hands, but before Tanya could react to the small freedom, her arms had been pulled savagely above her head and her hands were cuffed to the far posts of the bed.
"She's almost a fucking virgin. Fucked one man her whole life. Never even gotten off with him. Family probably treated her like a little princess her whole life, told her fucking was something the poor folks did. We'll change all that soon enough."
"She's pretty enough," Diane admitted, Loosening the ropes that bound Tanya's ankles and thighs together just long enough to yank the girl's legs apart and tie them to the posts at the foot of the bed. "Pretty tits, big nipples, tiny little waist and these long, Long legs. My her ass is just perfect. The guys are going to eat that pretty little ass for lunch."
Tanya tried to block out the horrible, degrading things Susan and Diane were saying about her, but she couldn't ignore the fact that their husbands were going to be home soon. Then she would be raped, fucked by hard, dripping, dirty cocks. Diane even seemed to be suggesting that they were going to fuck her ass.
Tanya had never believed people really did that, but she wouldn't put anything past these monstrous women.
"Can't you please... " Tanya faltered, finding it hard to put the humiliating idea into words. "Can't you please keep me for just you two? I'd let you do anything to me, anytime you wanted. I'd never tell anybody, I swear. And as long as a man wasn't doing anything to me, it wouldn't even be like l was cheating on my husband."
"Cheating on your husband?" Diane roared with laughter. "Listen, baby doll, our husbands are expecting to find you here, ready for action, when they get home. If we let you go before they got here, they'd kick our asses black and blue, then come over and get you anyway."
Tanya was ready to beg some more, but before she could Diane dumped a huge double handful of clothespins out across her quivering stomach. Tanya screeched and jerked under the shower of wooden clamps, knowing what Diane and Susan were going to do with the awful things.
She was still wearing two of the splintery clothespins on her nipples, and though the pain there had dwindled to a steady ache, Tanya remembered how terribly they had hurt when the two women had first snapped them on. Her frantic movements generated huge waves across the waterbed.
Without warning, Susan dove between Tanya's out flung legs. Tanya tried to raise her head to watch the big blonde beauty, but as she did Diane leapt onto the bed too, straddling her forehead and clamping her thighs around her ears. Spread-eagled on the bed as she was, there was nothing Tanya could do but lie still and wait for whatever the girls had in store for her next.
"Noooooo!" She twisted and bucked wildly at the first touch of Susan's tongue against the outer lips of her cunt. "No! Nonononononono! No, this can't be happening to me. This can't be happening!"
"It's happening all right, china dolI," Diane said, rubbing her cunt languidly over Tanya's forehead.
Then the voluptuous, ivory-skinned woman slid forward over Tanya's face. Tanya couldn't even scream now. What was happening was too vile, too hellish for the innocent young woman to cope. Diane's bikini bottom was still on, and it was soaking wet and sticky from the climax she'd had outside. The stench of her sopping cunt was worse than an open sewer, and as she slid her crotch down over Tanya's eyes and nose and mouth the pretty girl gagged repeatedly. Tanya couldn't believe a woman's cunt could smell so bad. It was as though she'd plunged head first into a cesspool.
At the same time, Susan was flicking her tongue over the fluttering lips of Tanya's cunt, making the helpless girl feel things she had never experienced before. Every touch of Susan's tongue against Tanya's pussy lips made her squirm and wriggle with unwanted pleasure.
Tanya still hadn't calmed down from the finger-fucking the two women had given her outside, and Susan's skillful tongue was lighting fires inside her pussy that had never burned before.
"She's so sweet," the buxom blonde said with a deep, satisfied sigh, raising her head from Tanya's pussy. "She tastes like a little girl, Like some fucking virgin."
No one had ever licked Tanya's cunt before. Her husband had tried, but Tanya had always managed to put him off, somehow avoid the shameful touch of his tongue and lips on her cunt. But there was no avoiding what Susan was doing to her now.
Susan plunged her face fully into Tanya's cunt now, edging her nose and mouth between the dainty outer cunt lips and into the pink sweetness that lay inside. She slurped and licked and kissed, and Tanya thought she was going to lose her mind.
"Come on, baby doll," Diane urged, rocking her hips gently back and forth over Tanya's pretty, trapped face. She reached down to toy with the clothespins that were clamped over the girl's erect nipples. "Susan's showing you how to do it, baby rich girl. AII you have to do is copycat. Just stick that little tongue out of your mouth and start making me feel real good."
Tanya could barely hear what Diane was saying through the muffle of the girl's meaty, powerful thighs, but she understood the playing of her clothespins over her nipples. Diane and Susan weren't torturing her now, but they could start at any moment, and they would if she didn't do exactly what they wanted. The thought of touching her tongue to Diane's tacky, rancid cunt made Tanya gag again, but she knew she didn't have any choice. And maybe, if she did everything Susan and Diane wanted, if she made them both cum a lot' and maybe even told them they were beautiful and she liked having sex with them, they would keep her for themselves. What was happening now was terrible, but Tanya had seen Susan and Diane's husbands before, and she knew things would be a thousand times worse once they got home.
She could barely open her mouth under the weight of Diane's body, but once she did the taste and smell of the girl's pussy filled her whole head. Droplets of pussy cream seeped through the fabric of the bikini bottom from Diane's excited cunt, sizzling against Tanya's wet, pink tongue. The first taste of cunt cream made the pretty housewife retch, caused her to shake her head and try to pull herself out from under the fiendish brunette.
"Okay, rich bitch," Diane growled, Leaning down over Tanya's twisting, sensual body to scoop up a handful of the clothespins. "Either you start sucking my pussy or I'm going to teach your sorry ass a lesson."
Before Tanya had a chance to answer, the sadistic beauty hooked a clothespin on the lip of her naveI. She caught just a tiny piece of flesh between the harsh jaws of the clamp and then let it snap shut with a click. Tanya screamed as agony ripped through her sexy body, and while she shrieked Diane clamped one clothespin after another up and down the Iength of her sleek, squirming frame. Each time, she caught the smallest bit of flesh she could between the harsh wooden jaws. Across the flat, creamy plain of Tanya's trembling stomach, up her silky flanks, over the tiny, satiny rises over her ribs Diane clamped one clothespin after another.
CIothespins already hung from the frantically squirming girl's nipples, but there was plenty of creamy soft flesh left for the clamps to bite into. Diane was enjoying the feel of Tanya's hot breath on her cloth-covered cunt, the vibrations caused by the girl's screaming. She latched dozens of the clothespins onto the shuddering beauty's tits, not stopping until she couldn't find an inch of silky flesh left clear to snap another clothespin on.
Tanya's throat was raw from her screaming, but the awful pain that was burning into her body had to be expressed somehow. She wanted to tell Diane that she would be happy to suck her cunt, that she would use her mouth and tongue until the big, sexy brunette came a hundred times. Finally, she just plastered her lips against the soaked, smelly material of Diane's bikini crotch and drummed her tongue into the hollow where the cloth cut into cleft of the big girl's cunt.
"There you go, pretty dolly!" Diane squealed, grinding her ass down on the captive girl's face as she felt the wash of her tongue through her bikini bottom. "Just like that, you prissy little bitch. Lick me until l cream all over your cute face."
Tanya wanted to throw up, but she did as her dark-haired captor ordered. She slurped wetly at the drenched crotch of Diane's bikini while she lashed her tongue up and down the valley of her pussy. Her tongue hit a bump on each down stroke, and after a few trips Tanya realized she was licking Diane's clit. It shocked her that a girl's clit could be so big, but she began to nibble at it through the thin cloth, knowing that it would please the buxom beauty.
It was hard to concentrate on what she was doing to Diane's cunt because of what Susan was doing to her own little pussy. Susan was using her teeth and lips and tongue in perfect synchronization, and it was driving Tanya to the verge of a mind-blowing climax. Her cunt was rippling around Susan's pistoning tongue, her cit was dancing a wild shimmy around her gnawing teeth, her dainty pussy lips were peeling back, filling with blood under the constant wet kiss Susan was forcing on them. What the finger-fucking outside had started, Susan was bringing effortlessly to a climax, and Tanya felt completely defiled by how easily she had been brought to this point by the malicious girl.