Chapter 6
"Are you ready?" Bonnie's voice sounded wanner, friendlier than Crissy had heard it before. She was breathless, laying naked before her, in bed, having just been bathed and powdered by her, which had gone a long way to soothe the hurts that he had inflicted upon her with her ruthless beatings and various punishments.
Things had kept a pretty pace. Bonnie had decided the thing Crissy needed most was an acid enema. Nothing too bad, just a nice ascorbic cleanout of her pussy and asshole. It was one of the refinements to her toiletry that was the pride of Bonnie's basement.
So, making the poor girl sit on the thing, she wedged in the double nozzle and gave her a good spritz, making sure she took it all the way up, and then letting it out slowly....
She couldn't help it if the tears running down Crissy's face were meant to be those of a woman having the time of her life, now, could she? Of course not!
All which had led Crissy to this most extraordinary of emotional commitments; she knew that she was deeply in love with this masked hoodlum who had stolen away, and had put her through the most emotional paces.
Now, though, she was longing to see her captor's face, with an intensity not unlike a schoolboy's desire to look under the skirt of the sexiest girl in class. She was sure that her domination of her was so complete that she would only be able to love her more once she had unmasked her.
"Yes," she finally said, her heart beating as rapidly as it had during the most excruciating of beatings.
With a long pause, only to build up the tension even more, Bonnie put her hand on the front of her ski mask, and with one flourish, ripped it off the front of her face, exposing himself to her for the very first time.
Crissy gasped. She hadn't dared to speculate on who this might be. Of course, the voice had sounded familiar, but she couldn't be sure. Now, though, she was nearly in a state of shock when she saw that it was the boy from school-Bonnie. the one who'd cried on several occasions to get close to her. the one she'd rebuffed because she thought she was too ... rough. Had she only know ... had she only known that she would fall in love with her!
"Darling...." she said softly, letting her lips go to her face, giving her dozens of little kisses on her smooth, young face. " You are so beautiful...." she murmured, luxuriating in her new nakedness, which she had managed to convince her to show her.
"You are gorgeous, Bonnie ... I mean mistress."
Bonnie smiled now, openly, and Crissy saw a warmth on her face that she had never noticed before. Maybe she'd deserved that beating after all, and all the others she'd given her during her time in her house.
Now, though, she had something in mind. She wanted to reward her for her fine working of her, for her total turning of her emotions.
"Lie back, mistress, I want to ... do something to you...."
Bonnie let himself fall back on her pillow, and watched, as Crissy slowly turned the covers down, exposing her naked body, and her smooth, hairless pussy.
"It's so ... so smooth,...." she said, as she studied Bonnie's slit, looking at it and then to her eyes, letting herself dart back and forth, from face to pussy.
She then let one of her hands slip down and go around her clitty sending a shudder through Bonnie.
She looked up, watching intently her face, as she expressed the incredible feeling, the wondrous effect her hot fingers had on her.
"Does that feel good?" she asked, smiling, wickedly, she thought, for the first time.
"Yeah, baby," she said, as she began to move it slowly up and down.
"Do you like it like this?" she said, as her rhythm became more regular, and her fingers tightened around her clit.
"Yeah ... oh, yeah," she said, as she squeezed her eyes shut at the touch of her fingers.
"Good...." she said, licking her lips. She lowered her mouth so that it was an inch from her pussy, so close that she could feel her hot breath coating the tip, just before she opened her mouth and let her tongue come sticking out.
She watched as she began to lick the very tip of her clit. It felt warm and rough on her skin as she continued to lick in firm strokes. She brought her fingers to the very tip, and separated the little pee-hole. Then, giving her one last look with her eyes, she stared back at it and pushed her strong tongue into it, managing to get maybe a quarter of an inch inside of it.
"Aahhh...." Bonnie said, as the most intense feelings gushed through her. Then, just when she was sure she wasn't going to be able to stand any more of it, she parted her lips and took as much of the clit between her mouth as she could.
She got it in, and slowly drew it out, making sure she knew how wet it was now. Then she went back down on it again, and drew it out, like a long sticky lollipop, repeating this action until she could tell she was starting to build up to an incredible climax.
This caused her to increase her actions, so that her head was now bobbing, up and down, and loud smacking noises were coming from her mouth.
She was gobbling on it, chewing it for all she was worth, continuing to jerk it with her hands.
Just when she thought she was going to shoot, she reached down, and with the skills of a woman far beyond her years, grabbed for Bonnie's pussy lips and and squeezed, hard, between her fingers, making her mistress jump almost a foot into the air, before coming down and coming, in long, creamy white gushes of cum.
"Mmmmm," she said, making the sound as she sucked it all up, wanting to get every last drop. She'd never sucked pussy before, and the way it shot down her mouth when Bonnie came drove her nearly crazy. She licked and. sucked on her until she was completely dry. She wanted to fuck her now, to get on top of her and ride, her, but she held her back.
"Awww ... mistress, do I not please you?" she asked, in her best little girl voice.
"It's not that, Crissy. I think I hear someone at the door."
Crissy sat up with a start. She twisted her head, and Bonnie could see that there was a trickle of cum going down the side of her face. She was right. She heard it now, too, someone knocking on the door.
She looked at her clock. It was already past twelve. Their nap had thrown off their schedule.
"I'll go see who it is, Meanwhile, I don't think you should leave this room."
She flashed on the danger of this plan. She was sure she could trust her now, that much was obvious, She was no longer worried that she would try to escape, or anything like that. Now, she was only worried that whomever was at the door would be a new problem, a problem that perhaps wouldn't be as easy to handle as anything that had come so far.
She didn't have to worry. She kept the door to the bedroom open just a crack, and when Crissy opened the door, she knew that her troubles, at least for the moment, were over.
"Linda," Crissy said in a loud voice, loud enough for her to hear. "Linda, it's so good of you to come over. Come on in."
Linda stepped into the house, and the door closed behind her. Bonnie latched the double lock shut. It was the sound of Linda' immediate fate being sealed.
Crissy listened as the girls talked.
"So, Linda, how's everything?"
"Fine. And you?"
"Oh, couldn't be better. Would you like some tea?"
"Yeah, sure. What a night I had last night."
"Oh?"
"Yeah. I went out with Jimmy. You know Jimmy, from the football team?"
"Yes, I do."
"Well, she tried to get fresh with me."
It was all Bonnie could to to suppress her smile. She knew that Crissy had to be listening to them, from the upstairs. What a laugh she must be having, at how outraged Linda was that a boy had tried to make an advance on her.
Crissy crept out of the room and carefully tiptoed to the top of the staircase, where she'd have a better view of the kitchen.
She could see the lovely rear end of Linda sticking out, and her long, athletic legs coming down below her flair skirt. She had great tits, she could see that also, as she strained to see her. Her long blonde hair came cascading down, and she was all rapped up in telling Bonnie about her girlfriend.
It was time, Bonnie thought, to make her meaning known.
Crissy, at a given signal, came down the stairs and smiled when she saw her and waved hello.
Linda flung her head around, obviously startled that there was someone else in the house, especially a boy.
"Crissy! What are you doing here?"
"Visiting," she said.
"I didn't know," Linda said, pointing to each of them, indicating that she thought they were involved in some kind of relationship that she was just catching on to.
And in that sense, she was, of course, correct.
She shifted her weight from one leg to the other, and then, began again, this time a little more nervous than before, to tell Crissy about her date from the night before.
It was then that Bonnie made her move. She jumped Linda from behind, grabbing at her wrists. Linda tried to squirm and squeeze away, looking to Crissy for help from this ... this madman, but she got something other than aid. She couldn't believe it when Crissy, rather than coming to her defense, shoved a napkin into her mouth, so as to prevent her from crying out.
In a matter of only moments, Bonnie had her hands taped behind her, and an extra wind or two of tape around her mouth.
Linda was obviously terrified, not understanding what was happening, and helpless to resist.
Bonnie put her in a fireman's hold, over one shoulder, and with Crissy, took her upstairs to the bedroom, where the treatment would begin.
Bonnie told Crissy to bring a chair over, to the center of the room, right next to where the hooks were hanging, with the chains. Crissy did as she was told, and with a fire in her eyes that only served to frighten Crissy, soon had the chair exactly where Bonnie had indicated.
"Is this what you wanted, mistress?" It sent a severe chill through Linda to hear Crissy call Bonnie mistress. She was hoping it didn't mean what it sounded like.
But her heart sank as she was forced to sit in the chair.
Bonnie went right to work on her, tying the already taped wrists to the bottom slat of the chair, and winding some cords around each of her ankles, after looping the, under her knees, over the sides.
In a matter of moments she was completely helpless, tied hand and foot to the chair, with her thighs well spread around the sides. She looked, terrified at Crissy, pleading with her for help.
Bonnie started undoing the top of her dress, but was surprised by what happened next.
"Let me," Crissy said, her voice husky and breathless, as she took off her robe and stood, totally naked before the both of them.
Linda opened her eyes even wider, horrified at what she now knew as going to be a totally sexual assault on her.
Crissy started doing the buttons, her humid eyes staring into the eyes of Linda. "Now don't be afraid, darling ... I just want to see them...."
Crissy got the dress opened and spread it slowly away from the girl's chest, revealing two of the loveliest, fullest tits she'd ever seen. Linda, to her credit, Crissy thought, was not wearing a bra. In all the times that she'd seen Linda in the girl's locker room, she'd never known her to wear a bra.
"Lovely," Crissy said, as Bonnie brought a chair around to watch what she now figured was going to be a very exciting show.
Crissy began to fondle the breasts, as Linda's face turned a deep red. She was trying to say something through her tight gag, but she wasn't able to get her words out. She was in a state of panic, which Crissy tried to soothe by petting her head. Then, holding her left breast in her hand, high and away from her body, she slowly lowered her mouth until her lips came around the nipple, and clamped shut.
Linda threw her head back, and strained against her bonds, but it was no use. Crissy was now licking and sucking the nipple, and, in spite of all the fear and panic in Linda, she couldn't help but start to respond. Her nipples were her most sensitive, responsive feature, and she was totally vulnerable to this expert manipulation.
When Crissy took her mouth off the nipple, she looked deep into Linda' eyes.
"That's right, Linda. Just relax and enjoy it. I'm going to do all kinds of delicious things to you...."
She went to work on the other breast, while continuing to manipulate the first one with her fingers.
It only took another minute or two, and Linda, who had been straining and trying to shout through her bonds, was now looking longingly at Crissy, no longer interested in making her stop.
Crissy took her mouth away from Linda, and raising her eyebrows to show Linda that she understood, slowly pushed Linda's dress up. as far as she could get it, revealing that Linda, true to her style, was not wearing any panties.
Linda's face was on fire now, as she was revealed, naked, in front of Bonnie.
Crissy didn't say anything. Instead, she took two fingers and slid them down to the thick, full and now pouting lips of Linda, and with one smiling look of mock concern, let Linda's pussy suck them into her.
"Aahhh," Crissy said. "That feels sooo good. I've wanted to feel your pussy for such a long time," she said, as she began to work her fingers in and out, taking total possession of her captive's cunt, and working it into a hot, pungent froth.
"I want to taste you," she told Linda, and Linda could only shake her head in a vain attempt to say no.
Crissy got down on her knees, and placing her palms on Linda's well spread inner thighs, began to work her tongue up the hot skin, closer and closer to Linda's pussy until with one last thrust, she plunged it all the way up, as far as she could get it, her lips glued to Linda's pussy.
Linda began to move her hips back and forth, the only way she was still free to move. She was obviously into it now, in spite of all that she was brought up to know and believe, and soon, in a matter of moments, Linda was spending, deliciously, gloriously, into the hungry mouth of the newly liberated Crissy.
When Crissy finished, she stood up and wiped her mouth lasciviously, in front of Linda.
"There," she said, as if she'd just beaten the girl at cards. "How did you like that, missy?"
Linda stared at her for a long time, then slowly shook her head up and down. She liked it, and she wanted Crissy to know.
"Yes," Crissy said, smiling and enjoying her little game of domination.
"That's enough for now," Bonnie said. "I think I want some."
She reversed positions with Crissy, letting her take a seat on the chair, where she sexily crossed her legs, preventing Linda from seeing her pussy, which she knew the girl would most like to see now.
Bonnie, on the other hand, with a rampaging hard-on, got on her knees and drew the feather from her robe pocket.
Linda' eyes widened when she saw what she had. She was terrified once more. She didn't want to believe she could be so cruel.
But she could be, and she was. With all the skill of her domineering personality, she began to slowly work on her pussy, letting the feather go a little in between the lips, then drawing it out slowly, so the sharp fronds would continue to agitate and send the girl into a frenzy.
Once more, even though she had just come and spent so much into Crissy's waiting mouth, the captive blonde beauty was again being worked up, and again responding to the expert touch of the person working her over.
"She loves it," Crissy said, as she leaned forward to intently study the effects of the feather on Linda's face.
"Yes," Bonnie said, as she began to jerk the thing in and out of her body, making sure that the regulation of her rhythm was enough to keep the girl on edge.
Soon, her clitoris, which was enormous, was a full two inches out, like a gigantic toggle switch, begging to be used. Her pussy juices were dripping out down her privates, and she was jerking spasmodically in conjunction with her touch. She thought she was going to go out of her mind, and through her gag she tried to tell Bonnie what she wanted.
"Pllll ... mmmffff ... unnhhhh...."
Bonnie didn't have to take the gag off to know what she wanted. She was desperate to get off now, all thoughts of any other type obliterated from her mind as her entire being was now focused on her pussy.
"You want me to stroke it?" Bonnie asked her, teasingly.
"Mmmmfff," she said, bobbing her head up and down, the sweat collecting in blotches on her face.
"You like what I'm doing to you?"
"Mmmfff...." Once again she bobbed her head.
"I'm going to play with your little clitoris. All right?"
She knew what her response was going to be.
Waiting just for an extra moment, so that the desire would be almost more than she could stand, Bonnie put her head down and using only her tongue, began to lightly smack up against the clitoris, that huge button throbbing with blood-gorged lust, as she could easily feel. She clamped her lips around it and began to milk it with her mouth, and the effect on the girl was magical.
She threw her head back, and with a final thrusting of her hips, rewarding Bonnie with a gushing forth from her wonderful pussy, filling her mouth and chin with her spend.
Bonnie sucked her dry, now letting her tongue go everywhere, up and down and all around, until she had all but cleaned her dry.
When she was finished, she noticed that the girl was slumped over, nearly to a faint. She picked her head up by the hair and stared at her eyes. She stared back at her, the humid heat that had enveloped her face now making her seem even more desirable than before.
Without any warning, she reached around and undid the bonds that held her mouth shut tight.
"Thank you," she murmured when at last she was ungagged.
Bonnie didn't say anything. Instead, she put her mouth on her and gave her a long, deep kiss, making her tongue go down as far into her delicious throat as she could get it.
She could hear her soft, gurgling sounds as she responded in kind to her kiss, mingling her tongue with hers.
When she took her mouth away from her, she smiled.
"That was the best sucking I've ever had," she said, breathlessly.
"Did you like it when Crissy felt your pussy?"
"Yes, I did," Linda said.
"And did you like it when she ate you?"
"Oh, yes. It was wonderful."
"And can we do anything to you that we want, Linda?"
Linda blushed, a deep crimson hue. "Anything?"
"That's right. Anything we want."
"I ... I guess so," she stammered, not able to look into either of their eyes.
Crissy could no longer contain herself.
"Darling," she said as she came off her chair and put her hands on the captive girl's face. "I have some things I want to do to you. Some delicious things, I promise. Is it all right?"
"I guess so," Linda said, tentatively.
"I want to stripe you." Crissy said, a hungry, leering look taking over her face.
Bonnie laughed when she heard what Crissy had in mind.
"S ... stripe me?" Linda said.
"Yes. Do you know what that means?"
"No," Linda said, sounding and looking worried.
"It's the most wonderful feeling in the world."
"Will it hurt?" Linda was even more concerned than before.
"Well, if it does, I'll make sure it hurts so good that you won't mind...."
"Oh, God," Linda said. "Don't hurt me ... please don't hurt me...."
But Crissy was already undoing the bonds that had kept her secured to the chair, and in a matter of moments she was, with Bonnie's help, lifting the girl to the ceiling and floor apparatus and attaching the cuffs to her hands and legs.
In a matter of moments she had been successfully transferred from the chair to a standing position.
She noticed that her mobility was as severely limited in this position as it had been in the chair, with only her ass and her hips able to make any kind of move.
"Please ... please don't hurt me...." Linda said.
Crissy, whose temperature was no at fever pitch, went to Bonnie, and in front of Linda's eyes, grabbed her pussy and gave her a kiss squarely on her mouth.
"Do you mind, darling ... if I give her a striping? Do you, mistress?"
"No, of course not, Crissy," she said, as she went to her bag of equipment and took out the whip.
"NO!" Linda screamed, as she saw the weapon, knowing now for sure what striping was going to mean.
"You better be quiet, or you'll be gagged," Crissy said, as she prepared herself for what she promised would be a whipping Linda would long remember.