Enslaved (37 page)

it.'

'I'm not sure, I'm positive! Now, shall I help you out of your clothes, or would you like Marianne to undress you?'

'No, you do it. I told you, I'm not a lesbian!'

'We might as well have her naked, too. Marianne, take your dress off! Now, Christine, my little angel, let me help you out of your skirt and knickers!'

As Marianne stood up and slipped her dress off, she hoped that Christine would ask Barry whose tits he preferred, who had the better figure. Sitting on the sofa again, her rounded breasts in full view, her thighs parted, exposing her girl-crack, she watched the illicit disrobing. Christine's breasts tumbling from her bra cups as Barry removed the garment, her chocolate-brown nipples grew, standing proud from the dark discs of her areolae. Her hairy pussy coming into view as Barry peeled her red panties away from her mound, Marianne gazed longingly at the girl's full vaginal lips.
God, Id love to lick her!
Christine had a pretty good body, she mused -curvaceous, feminine, lickable. But not nearly as good as Marianne's!

'There, now you're both naked!' Barry chuckled excitedly.

'And what about you?' Christine, giggled, tugging at Barry's jeans. 'Come on, clothes off!' she demanded, turning to scrutinize Marianne's naked body, her pert breasts.

'All right, all right!' Barry replied, unbuckling his belt. 'You can't wait for it, can you?'

'No, I can't! I hope you're big and stiff for me!'

'Well, take a look for yourself!' he laughed as he dropped his jeans and shorts, his penis catapulting to attention before the girl's wide eyes. 'Big and stiff enough for you?'

'Oh, yes!' she gasped, dropping to her knees and admiring his organ. 'Well, aren't you going to fuck me?' she asked, reclining on the floor and spreading her slender legs.

Moving between her thighs, Barry ran his solid knob up and down her girl-crack, lubricating his glans before driving it deep into Christine's yearning cunt. 'Ah, yes, that's big and stiff enough!' she gasped, turning to look at Marianne again. 'It's strange having her watch us, isn't it?'

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Yes, it is. God, your cunt's tight!'

'Tighter than hers?'

'No, she's got a much tighter cunt than you have!'

'Oh, thanks a lot, Barry!'

'No, I didn't mean ... Ah, you're hot, wet...'

'What
did
you mean? You'd rather be screwing me, wouldn't you?'

'She's a better fuck than you are, Chris - you fucking little bitch.'

'Oh, brilliant! You really know how to turn a girl on!'

'I didn't mean ... I don't know why I said that!'

'No, neither do I, Barry! You told me that she was no good in bed. You said that her tits were ...'

'She's got better tits than you, you slut! They're firmer, bigger. What the hell am I saying?'

'You're saying that her tits are better than mine - and that I'm a slut!'

'Ah, God, I want to come inside you!' Barry gasped as he rammed his penis deep into the girl's vagina. 'God, I'm nearly there already - you fucking whore! Shame you don't give blow jobs - Marianne's brilliant at cock sucking!'

'Right, that's enough, get off me!'

'God, I'm. . . I'm coming! Coming up your cunt, you fucking little tart!'

'Get off me, Barry! Obviously you would rather be with ...'

'I'm there! Coming up your slack cunt, you fucking slut!'

Satisfaction creeping across Marianne's face as she watched Christine desperately trying to push Barry off, she wondered at the power of hypnotic suggestion. As Barry pumped his sperm deep into the girl's young vagina, Marianne's mind flooded with ideas.
I could tell him that, whenever he sees a pussy, he won't be able to get a hard-on!
she thought wickedly.
That would fuck him right up!

'If you've quite finished using me, will you please get off?' Christine blasted as tears welled in her green eyes.

'Yes, I've finished using your cunt, you fucking slag!' Barry replied, stunned at his words as he slipped his penis from the girl's pussy-hole. Hurriedly dressing as Barry lay shattered on the floor, Christine swore that their relationship was over. 'It's done with!' she sobbed. 'I... I never want to see you again, Barry!'

'But, Chris! I didn't mean what I said!'

'You didn't mean it? Then why say it?'

'I can't explain. I don't know why...'

'If it's some kind of joke, then it's not very funny! Do you prefer her body to mine or not?'

'I've got to be honest, Chris - she's got a damn sight better body than you have, you fucking old slag!'

'Right, that's it!' Christine stormed as she finished dressing and stomped towards the door. 'Goodbye, Barry. And good bloody riddance!'

'But, Chris!'

As the front door slammed shut, Barry rose to his feet and stood before Marianne. 'Put your dress on,' he sighed despondently. 'I really don't know why I said those things to Chris. I don't know what came over me!' Pulling her dress over her head, Marianne couldn't wait to get at Barry's subconscious and fill it with suggestions. This was the beginning, she thought - the beginning of a new era! Bringing her out of her trance, Barry sat in the armchair, his forehead lined, anxiety mirrored in his dark eyes. Obviously confused, he shook his head and sighed.

'God, I don't know!'

'What don't you know?' Marianne smiled.

'Nothing.'

'Time for sex!'

Mesmerized, Barry reclined in the chair, his face serene, his hands limp in his lap. 'So, you've fucked up your relationship with Christine!' Marianne laughed as the doorbell rang. 'Wait there,' she said, leaping to her feet and dashing to the door. 'Oh, Natalie!' she gasped as she opened the front door. 'How are things?'

'Awful!' the girl complained as she followed Marianne into the kitchen. 'My marriage is over - Ian's left me for my sister, would you believe?'

'Sit down, Nat,' Marianne smiled, sitting opposite the girl. 'Look into my eyes and relax. You feel sleepy, your eyelids are heavy. Sleepy, sleepy.'

Amazed as the girl's head slumped forward, Marianne ordered her to stand up. 'This is incredible!' she giggled. 'I've got two people under my control now! So, Natalie, do you masturbate?'

'Yes, I do,' the girl replied, much to Marianne's delight.

'Tell me all about it - where you do it, how often you do it, how you do it.'

'Normally, I masturbate in the bath. I open my legs and rub my spot.'

'What about your pussy-hole? Do you finger yourself?'

'Yes, sometimes. I often use the shampoo bottle. I push it into my nest, all the way in, and then frig my clitty.'

'And what about your bum? Have you ever fingered your bum?'

'No, I never touch myself there.'

'We'll have to change that! Your bum can bring you wonderful feelings! How often do you masturbate?'

'I try to come at least once every day.'

'Really? Where else do you do it, apart from in the bath?'

'Sometimes in bed in the mornings, after Ian's got up. And in the garden, if the weather's good - on the sun bed.'

'What about your tits, do you play with them?'

'I like sucking my nipples. I can just reach to suck them.'

'What about other girls? Have you ever touched another girl?'

'Yes, at school I used to. I used to sit next to Diana Kingsley. We used to put our hands down each other's knickers and frig each other.'

'Did she ever lick your cunt?'

'No, but we used to suck each other's nipples after school in the woods behind the playing field. I was only fifteen and my tits were very small, but hers were big, very big.'

'I think you need to discover your bum, Nat - you don't know what you're missing! Come into the lounge, there's something I want you to do. You'll remember nothing afterwards, nothing at all!'

Following her mistress through the hall, Natalie obediently stood in the centre of the lounge. 'Barry!' Marianne said, turning to her boyfriend. 'Come here and remove Natalie's clothes. We're going to have some fun with her.'

Relaxing on the sofa, Marianne pondered on her wickedness, realizing for the first time the full potential of her incredible power. As Barry unbuttoned Natalie's blouse and slipped the garment over her shoulders, revealing the girl's straining bra, Marianne grinned, wondering what to get the couple to do, what wickedly sinful act she should order them to commit. As Barry undipped Natalie's bra, her heavy breasts tumbling out of the red silk cups, Marianne gazed at the girl's large, deep brown areolae, her huge wedge-shaped nipples.

'Suck her tits!' she ordered Barry, moving forward on the sofa. 'Go on, suck her lovely nipples!' Bending, Barry complied, taking the girl's erect nipple into his hot mouth. 'Suck it really hard!' Marianne trilled excitedly. 'Suck her really hard, Barry!' Grimacing, Natalie screwed her eyes shut as he sucked on her milk bud, squeezing her ballooning breast with both hands, bringing the girl a mixture of pain and pleasure.
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OK, now take her skirt off - and her panties!'

Neglecting Natalie's distended nipple, Barry knelt on the floor and tugged her skirt down to her ankles. Eyeing the swell of the girl's red panties, Marianne felt a pang of arousal course through her contracting womb. She'd instrucf Natalie to lick between her full vaginal lips, to commit the beautiful act of lesbian oral sex, she decided as she lifted her dress and toyed with her wet pinken sex-folds. As Barry peeled Natalie's panties away from her mound, exposing her well-trimmed black pubes, her deep girl-crack, Marianne grinned. Reclining on the sofa, her buttocks well over the edge of the cushion, her thighs spread wide, her cunt open, she instructed Natalie to kneel before her. 'Between my legs,' Marianne said softly. 'Kneel on all-fours before your beautiful mistress -slave!'

Her pretty face between Marianne's thighs, her mouth close to her mistress's open vaginal slit, Natalie projected her buttocks, her gaping cunt lips, 'Barry, kneel behind her and fuck her cunt!' Marianne ordered in her wanton wickedness. 'Natalie, I know that you're not a lesbian, but you'll lick my cunt, my clitoris, and make me come while Barry fucks you. You'll lick my cunt as if you're really enjoying it! You never know, perhaps you
will
enjoy it!'

Slipping his jeans off, Barry grabbed his rock-hard penis and slipped it between Natalie's swollen cunt lips, driving his bulbous knob deep into her young body, pushing the girl forward, thrusting her face into Marianne's shaved crack. 'Your first taste of cunt!' Marianne giggled impishly. 'Go on, lick me out!' Her tongue running up Marianne's open sex-groove as Barry thrust his weapon into her quim from behind, Natalie obediently followed her instructions. 'Ah, that's nice!'

Marianne breathed as the girl's tongue swept over her stiffening clitoris. 'Barry, you're not to come! Don't come until I tell you to!'

Closing her eyes, Marianne relaxed as her new slave attended her femininity. Wondering whether she'd be able to hypnotize Jill and Lydia, she decided that it was time to pay them a visit. She'd expected Lydia to ring and breathe the magical word down the phone and order Marianne to meet her at the park for an evening of lesbian sex.
Probably been too busy licking each other's cunts!
Marianne decided as Natalie's tongue snaked into her vaginal sheath, seeking out the hot girl-come.

'Stop now, Barry!' Marianne ordered. 'Take your cock out of her cunt and sit on the sofa.' Once he'd seated himself, his penis solid, pointing skyward, Marianne ordered Natalie to move away. 'This should be fun!' she giggled, sitting on Barry's lap with her legs open wide. Settling her vaginal entrance over Barry's hard knob, she gently lowered her body, his shaft sinking deep into her hot cunt, impaling her completely. 'Get yourself between our legs and lick my clittyl' she ordered Natalie.

Gazing below her smooth stomach, Marianne grinned. Her swollen cunt lips tightly encompassing Barry's massive shaft, her clitoris exposed, she shuddered as Natalie's tongue began its intimate licking. Gyrating her hips, Marianne massaged her inner cuntal flesh with Barry's solid cock, inducing her girl-juice to flow in torrents from her inner nectaries. 'Keep licking my clitty!' she gasped, grabbing Natalie's head and forcing her open mouth hard against her pinken flesh. Gasping as he managed to swivel his hips, Barry was close to orgasm. 'Natalie wants your sperm!' Marianne breathed, lifting her body and slipping his cock from her vagina. Lowering her body again, Marianne sat with his penis nestling between her open pussy lips, the massive head close to her clitoris. 'Now lick us both until we come!' she ordered Natalie.

Gazing at Barry's swollen knob resting between her vulval lips, at Natalie's tongue repeatedly sweeping over the silky surface, Marianne peeled her girl-flesh apart, presenting her clitoris to the girl's pink tongue. Suddenly, Barry's sperm jetted from his knob, spraying Natalie's face, her tongue, bathing Marianne's open sex-groove. Mouthing and licking the orgasming knob, Natalie swept her tongue over Marianne's clitoris, bringing her mistress to her climax in unison with Barry.

'God, that's nice!' Marianne gasped as she watched her clitoris throb against Barry's pulsating knob. 'Lick me, girl!' she breathed. 'Use your tongue to massage his sperm into my clit!' Lapping her mistress's sperm-drenched crack, her pulsating clitoris, Natalie was, indeed, a fine sex slave, Marianne thought. Her orgasm beginning to subside, leaving her gasping, trembling, Marianne instructed her slave to suck Barry's knob, to lick it and cleanse it. Taking his cock-head into her hot mouth, Natalie moved her head back and forth, sucking, licking, swallowing the remnants of his sperm as she mouth-fucked the huge organ.