Chapter 9
Linda decided that Lacy needed a reward. She'd been a most exceptional pupil. She'd taken her fining extremely well, and was very eager to show what she could do.
It was time, therefore, to take her outside and let her find a little action on her own.
With supervision, of course.
Always with supervision.
She summoned Lacy to her room.
She looked at her charge.
She was lovely, in her tight, leather skirt, with her high heels on.
"Are you learning a lot," she asked the woman.
"Oh, yes, mistress...."
"I hope I haven't been too hard on you...."
"No ... not really ... I've...." Her face blushed. "I've really enjoyed ... the torturing ... of my lovely body...."
"Well, I'm glad to hear that."
"Thank you, mistress."
"How would you like to go ... out with me...."
Lacy's eyes lit up.
"Really?"
Linda shook her head yes.
"You mean it?"
She shook her head again.
Lacy bounced up and down.
"I can't believe it! I can't believe I'm actually going to have a chance to get at ... a woman of my own choosing...."
"Hurry now, we'll be leaving in a few minutes.
"Thank you...."
She smiled as she left the room, to brush her hair and make sure her make-up was perfect.
One of the lessons she'd learned was that you had to look good at all times.
That was one of the keys to liberation.
Being a slave was a real liberating situation!
Now, as Lacy and Linda met up once more, they went outside the plain building with the nondescript door, hailed a cab and headed for one of the fancier hotel bars in the midtown section of the city.
"Find yourself a cute blonde," Lindda said, as they barreled uptown.
They found themselves in one of the fancier oak rooms, where the beautiful people gathered for their evening's cocktails.
Lacy was a like a little girl in a candy store, just eying all the juicy tidbits there at her beck and call.
She was such a good looking, vivacious lady, that she had no doubts at all as to her ability to find and make love to the most gorgeous woman in the room.
"See anything you like," Linda whispered, as she raised her martini to her lips.
"Not yet ... but I'm looking."
They had another round, as they sat on their stools, and then Lacy saw her.
"That one," she said, as she pointed with her head, nodding slightly in the direction of one beautiful blonde, sitting by herself, having a glass of white wine, staring off into some private world of her own.
"You have luscious taste," Linda said, as she nodded back approvingly. "You know what to do. "Yes, mistress ... "
"So go to it then...."
Lacy finished the rest of her cocktail and headed for the other side of the bar.
Linda watched, with much amusement, as the pick-up began.
She hoped that Lacy would be able to do it well.
There was a very wonderful evening planned ahead, concerning rope, a swing, and eating pussy, for all memmbers concerned.
"Bartender," she said, as the man in the tending outfit came over. "I do believe I'll have another."
Meanwhile, Lacy slid into the cozy little stool next to the blonde.
"Hi," she said, as she raised her new drink.
The blonde looked at her.
What is it about two women, when their eyes meet and their pussies flicker, all at the same moment?
"Hello," the blonde said, in a low, seductive voice.
"Gorgeous night, isn't it," Lacy said.
"Gorgeous," the blonde replied, her eyes purposely going up and down Lacy's body. There was no question as to what that gesture was supposed to mean.
Lacy smiled.
"May I buy you a drink," the blonde said.
"I'll ... yes, I think I'll have another one."
"Good," the blonde purred. "So will I." She waved the bartender down, who was enjoying this little game of musical chairs the three woman were playing.
"What are you doing this evening," Lacy asked, with a demure look on her face that said she was interested in more than just the Statue of Liberty.
"I'm out for some pussy," she said, not taking her eyes off Lacy.
Perfect.
The arrangements were made in a matter of minutes.
Lacy never bothered to mention that the other gorgeous woman at the bar, Linda, was also to be in on whatever it was they were going to be doing.
To put it mildly.
Lacy hailed a cab and soon, they were on their way downtown.
"By the way," Lacy said, as she lit up a smoke, "I didn't catch your name."
"I didn't throw it."
"That's probably why."
"Bonnie. As in Bonnie good fortune...."
That made Lacy smile.
When they arrived at the nondescript building with the huge metal door, Bonnie knew it was her turn to smile.
"Where do you live, in some kind of dungeon?"
"Wouldn't you be surprised," Lacy said.
"Not really...."
They were inside, and having a drink, when Linda came through the front door.
Bonnie didn't miss a trick. "The woman from the other side of the bar. A tag team match." Linda only smiled. "May I fix us all another drink?"
"What are you going to do, drug me and rape me?" Bonnie was still all smiles. Linda took a chance. "Something like that."
"I thought so. Well, let me put your mind at ease. There's no need for that...."
Linda looked at Lacy, who smiled as she shrugged her shoulders.
"Let's just strip her and see what happens?"
"Bonne good idea...." the blonde said.
She was obviously all for it.
So much so that Linda thought she might enjoy doing the stripping.
She began with the buttons behind the blonde's back.
In a matter of moments, she had the top of the dress falling around the woman's hips, and her naked tits shimmering and stiff with expected pleasure.
"Gorgeous," Linda mumured.
Lacy smacked her lips. "I want a taste."
"Go ahead," Linda said. "I don't think she'll mind...."
Not at all.
Lacy cupped the blonde's tits in her hands, weighing them, letting the feel of the heft tickle her fingers.
Bonnie let her head go back, and her eyes half-closed.
She was getting off on the luxury of having these two beautiful women paying so much sexual attention to her.
Her pussy was starting to beat. She knew that that was where they were headed.
"Now," Linda said to Bonnie, as Lacy put her soft, full lips around her breasts ... "! want to see your naked hips and thighs...."
"Yes...." Bonnie murmured in agreement. "That sounds like the thing to do...."
With that, Linda gently lifted Lacy off the woman, and began to undo the rest of her clothes.
Linda was an expert at stripping.
Other women.
In a flash, she had Bonnie down to her birthday suit.
No panties, no stockings, no shoes. Just gloriously hot and naked. Now, she studied the woman's lovely, voluptuous hips.
"You are really gorgeous," she said. "Thank you."
"I'm going to tie you up...." Linda let the words hang simply in the air, waiting to see if they turned off her newly found charge.
Just the contrary.
Bonnie's eyes widened in obvious approval. She was going to get into it! "Where would you like me to be?"
"Just follow me...."
She led Bonnie by the hand into the back room, the torture pit's main exhibition hall, with Lacy salivating as she followed up the rear.
"I want you to sit by that swing...."
There was a small, rope swing with a wooden seat that hung precariously from the ceiling. Bonnie looked at it and broke out laughing. These two women were seriously into the seductive side of bondage, she decided.
All right, no problem. She allowed herself to be brought over to the swing, where she sat down.
Now, Linda began in earnest to tie her up. She put the ropes around her wrists, so that she was securely bound, as well as the seat of the swing, and the sides.
Now, the piece de resistance.
She tied the wrists to the knees, in effect making the woman spread and wide, so that she was forced to show off her magnificent, hairless pussy, which glistened as it gaped!
"Gorgeous," Linda murmured again, when she was sure that the woman was securely fastened to the seat.
"You're crazy," Bonnie said, grinning, meaning it as some sort of compliment. "And you're hot," Linda replied. "What's next...."
"Next, my dear, is Lacy, whose wanted to eat your pussy since the first moment she laid eyes on you...."
"Bring her on ... I can't wait...."
Lacy appeared, out of nowhere.
She was wearing the black latext outfit that she was only allowed to don on special occasions.
She was wearing black leather boots that came just above her knees, revealing her gorgeous naked thighs resting under the snaps of a black leather garter belt.
She was an altogether luscious sight!
Now, as she approached Bonnie, her mouth was openly watering, with some dribble coming out of the side.
"This is Lacy, whom you met in the bar. She's going to eat you until you give her all the spending she wants from you."
With that, Linda leaned over and gave Bonnie the ritualistic kiss of Sappho, that initiated the sexual ravashing that was to follow.
Bonnie eagerly accepted her tongue, and returned it with her own.
A wild stallion, Linda told herself. A gorgeous, wild stallion just waiting to be broken.
Linda got down on her knees, and stared directly into the gaping pussy before her.
She looked up into Bonnie's eyes, and then down to the pussy again.
She had on a leather helmut, to make sure her hair didn't fall into her eyes.
Then, with a soft pillow under her knees so she didn't hurt herself with the amount of sucking she was going to do, she placed her open, hot palms on the spread wide inner thighs of the bound blonde.
"Oohhh...." Bonnie sighed, openly, as her body began to react to all the attention she was getting.
Now, she watched, with her eyes wide open, as Lacy began to lick up the soft inner flesh of her open thighs, heading straight for her pussy.
Lacy put her hands on either side of Bonnie's slit, and spread it open, with a soft, squishing sound.
She kept it spread wide, as she worked her tongue along the outer edge, taking her time, rimming the tasty twat that was hers to do with whatever she wanted.
"MMmmmm...." Bonnie sighed, as she felt the first soft attack of Lacy's mouth on her private part.
She wished she could move around now, but there was no way she could; the swing kept her at such a vulnerable stance that there was no place for her to feel landed.
She was at the mercy of this hot bitch beneath her who was determined to make a full meal out of her pussy.
Now. she threw her head back and began to close her eyes, as Lacy methodically worked her togue farther up her love channel.
She kept on pushing her tongue and sucking and licking at it, until Bonnie had to come back and look at her once more.
She loved the sight of herself tied up. and being worked on by the lovely Lacy.
She looked down, with the look that a woman has on her face only one time; when she'd having the shit sucked out of her....
The heat began to spread through her thighs, and up her stomach, towards her chest.
Her nipples were erect and hard, and her face was bleating with heat.
She was getting eaten all right, and there was nothing that she could do about it, even if she wanted to....
Which of course she didn't.
Now, Linda's entire head was moving around in little circles as her whole world revolved around getting her tongue still deeper into Bonnie's pussy.
She was being flooded with the woman's juices. Her face and nose and cheeks and chin were drenched in the stuff....
She kept pressing down on the woman's thighs, and kept getting wave after wave of her love juices, as she forced the woman to keep on spending.
Now, though, she wanted more.
She wanted to do something special for Bonnie.
She looked over her shoulder at Linda, who nodded approvingly.
That brought a smile to Lacy's face!
Now, she went to the wall, leaving her charge to swing lightly in the wind.
"Ohhh...."
Bonnie was beginning to surrender to what was being done to her.
Gone was the hi-brow haughtiness that she'd been reveling in, replaced by another, deeper, more sensual type of animal growl....
She was being worked on in such a way, that she had to break down sooner or later.
For on woman could withstand the heat of Lacy's passion for too long.
Now, Lacy was reaching for the punisher!
She was going to fuck her captive with the rubber tipped dildo, the one with the hard rubber spikes all over it.
She lodged the it into the woman's dripping pussy.
"God ... what ... what are you ... doing ... to me...." Linda smiled.
That was the kind of sound she loved.
A woman overwhelmed with another's lust.
Another woman's.
"I'm going to fuck you hard," Lacy said, with an edge in her voice that hadn't been there before.
Now, for the first time, Bonnie struggled against her bonds.
She wasn't ready for this! But it was too late!
She could feel the thing inching up her pussy, and going on a search-and-destroy mission as it did so.
She was loving the feel, the touch, the smell and the taste of it!
Halfway up, she began to moan and sob!
"Jesus ... that's ... that's so ... oh, God, that's so.
"Yes...." Lacy murmured, as she put her hands on the woman's naked hips and began to rock her back and forth on the swing, so that she was able to use the gentle swaying force to get the thing further and further up Bonnie's twat.
She marveled at the way the woman's lips gave as she pulled the dildo out of her.
She loved the feel as it pushed back up, against her own pussy.
But most of all, she loved the look of exquisite torture that kept on coming back to the woman's face, over and over again, washing her with the joys and the agonies of sweet, lustful torture!
She thought she was going to go out of her mind.
"Do you ... like it...."
"Yes...." Bonnie moaned. "Yes...."
"Tell me...."
"I ... I love it ... I just ... love it...."
"What am I doing to you ... "
"Fucking me ... "
"Tell me again...."
All the while, Lacy's hips kept doing a number on Bonnie's pussy.
"I'm fucking ... getting fucked ... by your ... beautiful black ... dildo...."
"Where...."
"In my ... pussy...."
Now, Lacy pulled out all the stops. She started to work that thing harder and harder, making the juices coming out of Bonnie's pussy churn into a rich, thick foam.
She was making the woman come and cry and moan and sob, and it was turning both of them on.
Finally, Lacy knew that Bonnie was going to pass down the big one; the hard spend, the main orgasm she'd been working so hard to get!
"Tell me ... tell me when ... tell me when, baby.
Bonnie squeezed her eyes shut and looked up and screamed, so loud it was as if someone were really torturing her....
"I'M COMING ... I'M COMING ... GOD, YOU MAKE ME SPEND SO GOOD...."
"Yes ... oh, God, yes ... oh, God...."
It was incredible.
Lacy couldn't get over it.
She kept on fucking the woman, until finally, Bonnie was reduced to a series of short, gasping, choking sobs.
She was fucked to tears!
Linda came over and gently stroked Lacy's face, as the woman finally removed the punisher.
"I think that's enough," Linda said, gently, loving the way they'd conquered the once-haughty Bonnie."
"Can I keep her? Oh, please, mistresss, can I keep her for my own?" Linda smiled.
"We'll see, darling. We'll see. In the meantime, why don't you draw a bath for her? She looks like she could use a little ... respite...."
Lacy did as she was told, but not before giving Bonnie's pussy one final, deep, tongue-kiss; the true testament of lesbian love.
As Lacy disappeared to draw the bath, Linda put her two fingers under Bonnie's head and lifted it.
"You're so beautiful," she said, staring into the woman's eyes. Bonnie said nothing.