Part 60 (1/2)
Her eyes widened as she realized that she wasn't going to lose her clothes this quickly. A smile almost graced her lips.
”I want you to keep licking her until I tell you to stop. If she climaxes again, give her a few minutes of break and then continue. I'm going to trust you with this. Okay?”
”I guess.”
I rose to my feet and approached Amy. Sheila was still kneeling quietly at Amy's bound feet. I touched her blonde head and motioned her to sit up on the bed which she did silently. I crouched beside Amy who was still breathing a bit hard from her climax.
”I wasn't expecting that, you know.”
”Neither was I.” Tears were dripping down her face as she realized the enormity of what she had done. Climaxed voluntarily with another woman.
”Amy. What happened?”
”I don't know. I really don't. I closed my eyes, and it started to feel good. And I haven't been allowed any relief in days. And I. I guess I got turned on. I'm sorry.”
”Nothing to be sorry about. I'm impressed that you could do it. Listen. I'm going to have Christi continue where Sheila left off.”
”Oh G.o.d. Please no. I. I don't want it. No more. I climaxed for you. Please.”
”Amy. There is precious little you can do about it. Christi is going to be on her knees, right here, and lick you until I tell her to stop. You can enjoy it if you want, or you can hate it. My guess is that hating it will make the time pa.s.s a lot slower. Pretend it's your boyfriend or something.”
”Why are you doing this to me?”
”Because I want to think about you in here with Christi licking you. Knowing it is happening.”
”Oh G.o.d. Please.”
”Up to you, how you deal with it. Okay?”
”I'm not a lesbian. Oh G.o.d. Please. I've done everything you want. Please untie me. I don't want to do this. Please?”
”Amy, n.o.body here thinks you are a lesbian. If you were, this wouldn't be nearly as much fun for me. You are just following orders. Okay?”
”I can't make you change your mind?”
”*fraid not.”
She nodded, tears beginning anew as she realized that spread out the way she was, there was absolutely nothing she could do about it. And if she tried, it would just mean punishment.
”Good girl. Christi?”
Christi shuffled forward, her jeans whispering on the carpet. Her bare feet, upturned as she moved. She looked up at Amy who turned her face away, flushed and crying.
”I know, Amy. I don't particularly want to do this either. But he'll go easier on Jane and Elizabeth if we behave. Alright? I'm not into girls either. I've got it harder on this end. Believe me. Mighty hard to fantasize that I'm doing this to a guy when it's you I'm licking. Try to enjoy it, alright? It'll make the time go quicker. I get the feeling we are going to be at this a while.” She turned towards me with a look of sadness. ”You are a b.a.s.t.a.r.d you know. We've been good.”
”I know, sweety. I'll give you a long rest after this. Okay?”
She nodded and placed her fingers lightly on the ropes that held Amy's knees apart. She sighed heavily and looked up at Amy again.
”You ready, sweety?”
”As ready as I can be, I guess,” Amy took a deep breath waiting for the female tongue to touch her bound body.
Christi leaned forward and hesitantly stuck her tongue between her lips and traced up Amy's lubricated lower lips. Amy gasped, and Christi moaned at the touch. Given Amy's look, I wouldn't be surprised to see her reach another climax eventually. After watching the two women for a few moments, I turned back to the three girls on the bed.
”You three ready?”
Elizabeth had managed to stop her crying in Jane's arms. Jane shook her head negative, but she knew that it wasn't going to help them.
Sheila spoke gently from her seat on the bed.
”Master? Can a slave ask why she is involved in this? She was kind of busy during your explanation.”
I smiled. She had been busy bringing Amy to her first climax of the day.
”Sheila. You are going to help me with Jane and Elizabeth.”
”Doing what?”
”I find myself having to punish them. Are you going to be alright helping me?”
”You want me to hurt them? I. I don't know if I can do that.”
”I'll keep my eye on you. If you look like you can't do it, I'll decide and get you out. Fair enough?”
”Yes, sir.”
”Jane? Come here.”
Jane squirmed out from beneath Elizabeth and rose to her bare feet to come stand in front of me. I could smell the flowers in her hair from her shampoo. She was still silky clean. Quite a difference from the sticky girl I had created earlier this morning.
I reached out and fingered the bodice of her dress. It was a strapless dress held up by her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. The strapless feature might just come in handy. She looked at me with regret in her eyes.
”I suppose that you are going to want me to take it off.”
”Net yet.”
”I'd rather strip than have you ruin it. If I have a choice.”
”I won't ruin it. And if I do, we'll find you something else to wear.”
”Jeans?”
”Maybe. Turn around.”
She did, knowing what was coming. She held her hands loosely behind her back allowing me to place the handcuffs around her slender wrists. She whimpered a bit as she felt the steel bite into her skin, but she didn't resist. She knew that she was getting punished one way or the other, and resisting wouldn't make it any easier on her. I'm not sure she quite understood why she was getting punished with Elizabeth, but she was a smart girl. She probably did.