Chapter 4
Tanya could no longer keep from lurching up off the bed to meet Susan's drilling tongue and sucking lips. She was leaking pussy cream now, and only Susan's constant slurping kept her crotch from turning into a swampy mess. She couldn't even stop the erratic muscular contractions of her cunt or the wild twitching of her clit. She was going to cum any instant, and the most degrading thing of all was that Susan was fully aware of her excitement. Tanya was past thoughts of never being able to face her mother or her old friends now, her approaching orgasm made her certain she would never be able to Look any decent, respectable person in the eye.
She lathered her tongue over the drenched crotch of Diane's bikini bottom, playing the cloth with her tongue as she squirmed her lips over the juncture of the girl's thighs. Her Lips were on Diane's bare flesh now as she bit and chewed on the silky, soaked crotch band. She kissed her captor's thighs and rubbed her cheeks against the thick, kinky bush of her cunt hair. Finally she wriggled her tongue under the elastic band and ran her tongue right across the pouting, heavy lips of Diane's cunt.
"Baby doll!" Diane screamed as she clamped her thighs tightly around Tanya's head. "That's right, you sexy little bitch! Lick my pussy! Lick my pussy! Lick my clit, you prissy little cunt!"
At that instant Tanya found the huge bud of Diane's clit again, and she flicked her tongue back and forth across the big nub of clit flesh as quickly as she could. She was rewarded with a gush of pussy cream. It filled Tanya's mouth, poured down her throat, soaked her pretty face until her eyes stung and all she could taste or smell was fragrant cunt juice. For an instant, Tanya thought she was going to drown beneath the sudden wave of cunt cream, and she choked and spluttered as she tried to drink down the salty broth.
Diane rode her as a jockey would a horse, clamping her meaty thighs tightly around her head and bouncing her lush ass up and down on the girl's pretty face. She pulled and pinched at her own tits, yanking down her bikini top so she could play with her dagger-sharp nipples. Every spasm of her exploding cunt spurted another burst of pussy juice out over Tanya's mouth.
"She's good," Diane hissed to Susan as her first orgasm peaked and another began to grow. "She doesn't know shit for technique, but she's a natural slut. You had her pegged right."
"You can tell by looking at her." When Susan raised her head from Tanya's swampy cunt gash, her face was sparkling with the girl's pussy juice. "She's spent her whole Iife waiting for somebody to fuck the shit out of her. And now that she knows what it's all about, she'll never be able to stop. She's a slut for life now. We'll have to kick her ass out when we're tired of her."
Tanya burned with shame at the terrible things Diane and Susan were saying about her, but she didn't stop nursing on Diane's clit or urging her cunt up toward Susan's expert Lips and tongue. She was close to an orgasm herself, right on the verge of it, and both her mind and body were coming unglued. Everything seemed very far away except for the mouth on her cunt and the cunt on her mouth.
"Mouth on my cunt and cunt on my mouth," she chanted happily as she continued to lick and suck at Diane's cunt. She'd been driven half out of her mind with pain and fear and Lust and shame. "Mouth on my cunt and cunt on my mouth! I'm cumming! Oh, you dirty, beautiful sluts, I'm cumming!"
"No you're not, bitch," Susan said quickly, and pulled up away from Tanya's cunt. "I told you that you had to earn that big cum, and you haven't done shit yet."
Tanya screamed into the gaping maw of Diane's big cunt, almost delirious with frustration and lust. She tried to rub her thighs together, but her legs were spread far too far apart. She yanked and jerked at the cuffs around her wrists until thin rivulets of blood trickled down her arms, but she couldn't free herself from the spread-eagled position her two evil captors had forced her into. She tossed wildly, making huge waves crest inside the waterbed. Both Susan and Diane had to grab hold of things to balance themselves as Tanya thrashed Iike a woman possessed.
Diane fell weakly across the tortured beauty's twisting body as a last, smaller climax shivered its way through her big, buxom body. She rubbed her cunt over Tanya's pretty, trapped face a while longer, smearing the girl's features with her sticky cunt cream, and then she raised up off her. She smiled at the demented look she saw in Tanya's blue eyes. The prissy bitch probably thought she was in hell. The truth was that she was still standing at the entrance and had barely got a look inside. Diane was going to give her a little taste of the real thing now.
"What are you doing?" Tanya shrieked, staring from Susan to Diane, her face contorted with lust and painted with Diane's glistening pussy cream. "What are you doing? I'm on fire! You set me on fire!"
It seemed to the sex-crazed young housewife that she was on fire. Her cunt was drooling pussy cream in a steady, bubbling current, and her clit was vibrating so powerfully that it seemed to be smoldering from the friction. Her tits, still festooned with the biting, crushing clothespins Diane had clamped there, were swollen and red. Tanya wondered in a dazed, confused way if she was about to spontaneously combust, if this was how people felt before they went up in flames.
She had been pushed toward a devastating first orgasm, far past the point of no return, and now she'd been abandoned. Her body was on fire, and it was driving her out of her mind.
And then Diane started pissing in her face.
Tanya screamed and tried to turn her head, but Diane clamped her thighs tightly around her ears, and Susan helped her by grabbing a handful of Tanya's hair and yanking it until the girl stopped struggling. Both of them watched with wild-eyed excitement as Diane soaked Tanya's pretty face with burning, stinking piss.
"Drink it up," Susan ordered, puffing her tiny bikini bottom down and scratching her long, false fingernails over the blood-filled lips of her cunt. "Open your mouth and swallow that piss down. Do it, you society slut! It's the only thing you're going to get to drink round here.
Tanya opened her mouth wide, not sure why she was doing so but afraid to disobey any order the sexy blonde gave her. Diane's piss filled her mouth in a stinking yellow torrent, choking her and spilling out over her lush, pink lips to coarse down over her cheeks and chin. Piss flowed up her nose, making her cough and snort and cry. Piss splattered into her eyes, burning her eyes until she had to clamp them tightly shut. Piss plastered her shiny black hair to her scalp and gathered in the hollow of her graceful throat and soaked every inch of her pretty face. Piss filled her mouth and poured down her throat.
"Oh my, pretty baby," Diane gasped, watching the beautiful girl as she struggled to drink her piss. "I'm so happy you're drinking my piss. I hope you love the way it tastes 'cause you're going to be drinking it a whole lot from now on."
Each gulp of Diane's piss almost brought the gorge rising in Tanya's throat. She could think of nothing more debasing, more disgusting than being forced to drink another woman's stinking, dirty piss. Just the idea that she was doing it made her want to die. But somehow every gulp she took made her body, shiver more wildly with lust. It was as though the two barbarous women had released something vile and sluttish inside her, something that Loved every debauchery they forced on her.
The instant Diane had squirted the last weak spurt of her piss onto Tanya's upturned face, Susan pushed her aside and swung up to take her place. For a moment, Tanya expected the beautiful, powerful blonde to start pissing, too. But then she smelled the heat from the woman's cunt and saw the way her pussy lips peeled back, swollen with blood, and she knew that she was being presented with another warm, wet cunt to eat.
The moment that Diane slid between Tanya's legs and lapped her tongue over her swollen cunt lips, Tanya raised her head and started munching Susan's pussy. Susan came even more easily and powerfully than Diane. She bathed Tanya's face in another wash of cunt cream, mashed her pussy back and forth until it seemed to Tanya that the smell and taste of cunt would be permanently ground into her face. Susan had taken her bikini bottom off, so there was nothing to sop up any of the pussy cream she was leaking. By the time she brought herself to another climax by rubbing her clit over Tanya's nose, the captive girl's face was a crusty mask of drying cunt juice.
At the same time, Diane was toying cruelly with Tanya's innocent pussy. Many times, she had brought the squirming, sex maddened girl to the brink of orgasm. Each time, she had stopped just before making the girl cum, had waited until the keen edge of the oncoming climax had subsided just enough for her to start eating her out again. Each stalled orgasm drove the sexy young housewife a little bit more insane. By the time Diane pulled away this time, Tanya wasn't even sure of her own name anymore, couldn't think of anything except the growing ball of desire that was filling up her overloaded body. She had been close enough to an orgasm to know what one would be like, and now she knew that if she didn't have one soon she was going to die.
She wasn't surprised when Susan pissed in her waiting face. She drank as much of the cruel, beautiful blonde's piss as she could and let the rest flow over her face and tits. She didn't mind the two women's laughter and taunting. They had beaten her, broken her, and there was no point in crying over that now.
When Susan slid between her widespread legs next to Diane, Tanya was certain the two women were going to finally make he cum, and for a few moments, as they licked and bit and kissed her pussy, she loved them both. Then, at the moment when her first orgasm was beginning to thunder through her quivering body, they got up and left her.
"You haven't earned it yet," Susan barked, putting her arms around Diane and giving her a deep, wet kiss.
"That's right, pretty doll," Diane added, sliding down to kiss Susan's lush tits, her finely muscled stomach, the thin blonde bush of her cunt. "You just lay there and watch and wish you were one of us."
"And beg," Susan finished, groaning with pleasure as Diane's mouth found her cunt. "Beg us to make you cum, and we might even do you the favor."
It was horrible, shameful, worse than having to suck pussies or having clothespins put on her tits or being forced to drink piss. It was admitting that she was as perverted and sluttish as the two horrible women who had captured her. None of that mattered at all to Tanya anymore.
As her two beautiful, sexy owners made love to each other, Tanya begged them to make her cum.