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Beth got up turned around. Looking at Sean she said,
“Yes, big boy, are you jealous?” Sean put his hand
between Beth’s legs and replied, “Yes, you nasty bitch,
anyway I bet it was you who shaved Julie, and now its
time for Julie’s revenge!”
Julie got up and said “What do you mean revenge?”
“Well, work it out,” said Sean. “Doesn’t this blonde
pussy need shaving?”
Before Beth could say anything Julie gave her a kiss
and said, “Please, please, please let me shave you.”
“No,” replied Beth. Julie looked a little hurt. Then
Beth said “I want both of you to shave me!”
Julie lit up like a beacon, and Sean gave a smile and
said, “Ok, but only if I can be the first to fuck it!”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Beth looked at Julie and said, “Ok with you Jay?”
“Sure, but only if I get to guide his cock in!”
They all agreed and Sean decided that now was a good
time to get undressed. Julie got the shaving cream and
razor.
Julie returned from the bathroom saying, I’m looking
forward to this. Beth lay on the floor while Julie
started to put the cream on Beth’s cunt. It doesn’t
lather up much, said Julie. Sean looked down and said,
“You silly bitch, you’re supposed to use hot water as
well!”
Julie apologized, “Sorry, I’ll go and get some!”
“No need for that,” said Sean, “just stand aside.”
Julie did as she was told, and Beth watched as Sean
stood over her.
“Ready or not,” he said pointing his cock at Beth’s
cunt, “here it comes.” With that he started pissing on
Beth’s cunt.
“Wow,” said Julie, “I want some.” No sooner had the
words left her mouth, then she felt his hot piss
splashing of her tits and moving up to her face. “More,
more!” shouted Beth and Sean redirected his cock
towards her, but as he got there he ran dry. “Sorry
Beth, but your cunt is wet enough anyway.”
Sean and Julie started on Beth. Julie started shaving
Beth’s cunt, while Sean picked up a pair of scissors;
he grabbed a handful of Beth’s hair. Beth said, “Oh,
not my hair; I thought you just meant my pussy!”
“Oh no, you don’t get of that lightly,” said Sean, and
with that he cut and showed a handful of Beth’s hair to
her. “Ah, what the fuck,” she said.
For the next thirty minutes both Sean and Julie worked
expertly on Beth. When they were finished Beth was left
without a hair on her body.
Julie stood up first, and standing over Beth she said,
great, now let’s get rid of all the bits. As she said
that she pulled the lips of her cunt apart by the two
rings, earlier inserted by Beth, she then proceeded to
piss all over Beth. Now she was using the rings to
direct her hot piss.
Beth thoroughly enjoyed the shower and turning to Sean
she said, “Now its time for you to fuck me, and you
better make it a hard fuck.”
“You can be fucking sure of that,” replied Sean looking
at Julie he said your turn now. Already Julie had
rapped her fingers around his cock. Now rubbing it
firmly, she looked at Beth and said, “Ready for this?”
“Oh fuck yes!” said Beth.
Julie directed Sean’s hard cock towards Beth’s wet
cunt. Before he penetrated her Julie rubbed the tip of
his cock on Beth’s clitoris, Beth just murmured “Oh,
fuck me, fuck me.”
Julie completed her part of the bargain and Sean pushed
his cock deep inside Beth. His hips moved backwards and
forwards in perfect opposition to Beth’s, Julie moved
up Beth’s body and pushed her tongue inside Beth’s
waiting mouth. The kiss was long and passionate, with
both girls exploring every part of each other’s mouth.
Sean removed his cock and went to join Julie at Beth’s
mouth. Beth greeted Sean with an open mouth. Saying,
“Fuck my mouth.” He did so immediately and Beth nearly
gagged as he f****d his cock down her throat. Julie
meanwhile had her face stuck between Beth’s legs and
was vigorously attacking Beth’s clitoris.
After a few minutes Sean said, “I’m gonna come now,”
but Beth just grabbed his balls hard and slowed him
down. He pulled his cock out of her mouth. Beth looked
up at him and said, “Come in my cunt, please!” Sean did
not need a second invitation.
Julie sat astride Beth’s mouth whilst Beth sucked hard
on the rings attached to Julie’s cunt, as she did, she
could still taste the piss that was left on, and
around, Julie’s cunt. Sean was now pounding away like a
jack hammer. Suddenly, whilst fully embedded in her he
stopped, Beth knew what was next and right on cue
Sean’s cock pumped its hot seed into Beth. None of them
moved at all. It was, as if they were all experiencing
the same orgasm.
It took a full half minute before anyone could say
anything. Sean’s cock slipped out of Beth. He rolled
over onto his back. Saying, “You fucking girls will
k**l me.” Neither Beth nor Julie commented, and after a
few minutes Beth said to Julie, “Thanks Jay, you want
some of his cum?”
“Hmmm,” replied Julie, and proceeded to lie on her
back.
As she did Beth squatted over her face. Julie watched
as Sean’s cum came a second time. This time, as it
entered Julie’s mouth, Beth was saying, “Now that’s
what I call recycling!” Looking down between her legs
Beth smiled at Julie and said, “Want something to wash
it down with Jay?”
“Please,” was Julie’s answer.
With that Beth just let go and pissed all over Julie’s
face. Julie was struggling to swallow the full force of
the flood that was overcoming her. She had to close her
mouth and feel the hot piss bounce of her face. When
Beth eventually stopped Julie looked at Sean and they
kissed.
As they were kissing Sean also got a mouthful of the
piss which Julie had managed to save. As their lips
parted Julie said, “Now the recycling circle is
complete.”
They all started to giggle.
After lying on the floor giggling for the next fifteen
minutes, the girls decided to take a shower. Sean lay
on the floor thinking about what to do next.
Beth and Julie loved showering together. While
lathering each other down they both commented on how
sensitive they now felt. Beth then said let’s go to
Scream, this was a local disco that got its name from
playing very loud music and also from having a very
interesting basement in which anything could, and often
did happen. Julie agreed with Beth and after drying
each other they went to tell Sean about their plan.
Chapter Four
When they returned to the living room Sean said, “I’ve
got a great idea, lets all go to Scream.” Beth and
Julie looked at each other and just burst into
laughter.
Beth and Julie decided that tonight was going to be
special. Both girls raided Julie’s wardrobe. Luckily
they were the same size. Beth insisted that Julie
showed of the jewelery that she had attached to Julie’s
tits. So Julie put on a black see through blouse and
her favorite black latex mini skirt, the look was
finished of with black high heels.
Beth Stood back gazing at Julie saying, “Fucking ace,
Jay, fucking ace!” Julie asked Beth “What are you going
to wear?” Beth looked thoughtful for a moment, and then
said, “Why don’t we go as twins?”
“Great,” said Julie. Beth then dressed the same as
Julie but, instead of black she went for white.
When they reappeared Sean just let out a low wolf
whistle, “Fuck you look like the slut sisters,” he
exclaimed, “And for sluts I’ve something special.” With
that he left for the bedroom, after five minutes he
returned carrying a studded leather collar and a small
brown paper bag.
“Ok,” said Julie, “What’s in the bag?”
“Be patient,” replied Sean. Beth was becoming excited
again, she told Sean, “Come on, we both know the way
you think.”
“Ok, Sean said, as he walked up to Julie and placed the
collar around her neck. “Now take off your blouse,” he
said.
As Julie removed her blouse Sean produced four chains,
two long and two short. “What are you going to do with
those?” Questioned Julie, but Beth was way in front of
her and just said, “Shush, and do as you’re told.”
Sean attached the two short chains to the rings in her
nipples, and the longer ones to the rings in the lips
of her cunt. “Oh, you’ve got an evil mind,” smirked
Beth, as she helped Sean lace the chains up to the
collar around Julie’s neck.
The chains were only just long enough, and as Julie put
her blouse back on she noticed that her tits were now
pointing ever so slightly upwards. She started to walk
over to the mirror, but, she had only gone a few steps
when she noticed that every step she took pulled on the
lips of her cunt, not painful, but, different. “It’s
going to be fun trying to dance like this,” she said.
After looking approvingly at herself in the mirror, she
looked at Sean and inquired, “What have you devised for
Beth then?”
“Well, you are so much like twins that at first I
thought about piercing Beth, but, we don’t have time
for that now, so I have the next best thing.” Saying
that he took out two nipple clamps, and a pussy clip.
Beth asked Julie to put them on her. “First I have to
make your nipples nice and hard.”
Julie then proceeded to open Beth’s blouse taking
Beth’s nipple into her mouth she bit down hard until
Beth started to winch with the pain. “Fucking hell, if
you bite any harder the nipple will come off!”
exclaimed Beth. “Stop complaining,” replied Julie.
Julie snapped the first nipple clamp on Beth. Beth
looked at her tit and saw the teeth marks on her
nipple, “Please, a little gentler with the other one,”
she pleaded. The pleading only made Julie bite even
harder, and as she removed her mouth from Beth’s nipple
a small spot of b***d stood at the end of the very
erect nipple.
With the second clamp now in place Julie lightly kissed
Beth on the lips whilst pulling lightly on both clamps
at the same time. “You bitch, you fucking gorgeous
bitch!” said Beth with a smile.
Julie now got on her knees and rolled up Beth’s tight
fitting latex mini. Neither Beth nor Julie wore
underwear, so access to Beth’s cunt was easy.
Julie slapped Beth’s cunt to make her lips stand proud.
When they did Julie pinched them and pulled the lips
down sliding the clip over them at the same time.
“There you go girl.” Said Julie as she slapped Beth’s
arse, “You’re ready to k**l.”
Sean insisted that Beth’s cunt was chained to her tits,
and after a little pressure she agreed. Sean made the
chains just too short so Beth’s tits pointed down
instead of up! As she walked towards the mirror she
said, “Jay, I know what you mean about dancing.”
After the standard glimpse at the mirror Beth put on
her blouse rolled down her skirt and they were ready to
go. As they were leaving Sean said, “What about your
heads, don’t you want to put on a hat or something?”
Both girls replied in unison, “We’re bald and proud of
it!” Sean just mumbled, “Ok.” They were on their way.
Chapter Five
Scream, was not, by any stretch of the imagination,
your run of the mill disco. For a start the clientele
were described by some as weird, but, they themselves
said they liked the edge, the edge of music, sex, in
fact, the edge of anything.
Sean, Julie and Beth approached the entrance, Mike, the
so called doorman, let them in straightaway. They were
known, and therefore, never queued or paid to get into
what had recently become a very in place.
As Julie passed Mike he said, “Ace Julie, ace.” Before
she could say anything their ears were assaulted by the
latest heavy rock song that was accusing the government
of all the usual shit. Julie screamed at Beth, “What
the fuck was Mike on about?” Beth just shrugged her
shoulders. It was easier than shouting.
Paul, the so called DJ of Scream, lowered the volume
for long enough to shout, “Love that body Julie.” Again
Julie found herself screaming at Beth the same
question, but again Beth just shrugged her shoulders.
Sean then reappeared with three glasses of vodka. To
tell the truth, neither of the girls had seen him go,
but this was not unusual.
Sean had also found Roger, who was Beth’s boyfriend.
Roger went up to Beth and said, “Sean has told me all
about this afternoon.” Beth shouted back, “Sorry Roger,
but I had no idea where you were. Anyway we can catch
up later.”
Roger looked at Julie saying, “Beth’s a fucking artist,
love those tits.” With that he put both his hands on
her tits and squeezed the nipples, saying, I gotta see
these fuckers dance.
Julie accepted this somewhat unusual offer to dance.
Both of them moved in rhythm on the dance floor. Julie
liked dancing with Roger because he had no inhibitions
and moved as he felt. Julie’s tits were being pulled
every way possible.
More interesting to her was the fact that every time
one of her tits moved it also tugged gently on her
cunt. The effect was, for Julie great. Dancing was now
making her wet!
At the end of the first dance Roger said, “Those
bastards have gotta break free.” With that he started
to unbutton Julie’s blouse in the middle of the dance
floor.
She offered no resistance and in the end she slipped
the blouse completely off, placing it in her handbag.
With her tits free she became just the same. By the end
of the second dance Julie’s cunt was dripping so much
that it had started to run down her legs.
“I’ve had enough for now.” Julie said to Roger. He
nodded in agreement then grabbing the chains attached
to Julie’s tits he pulled her off the dance floor and
back in the direction of Beth and Sean. Julie had to
follow him or he would have pulled her tits off.
When they got back Roger looked at Julie saying,
“Thanks.” He then pulled the chains up with Julie’s
tits following, when they got close enough he gave each
nipple a kiss and then let go of the chains. Beth
looked at Julie screaming, “You slut.”
“Thanks,” Julie screamed back.
After half an hour of deafening music, even Beth and
Julie had had enough. Beth pointed her thumb downwards
and Julie nodded. They were on their way to the
basement.
Chapter Six
Sean and Roger had gone of somewhere, and the girls
didn’t bother to look for them. The stairs to the
basement were dark and spiral. As they descended the
music receded by an equal amount. When they got to the
bottom all they could hear was a low thud.
The sign at the start of the hallway accepted no
liability for anything that happened here. The girls
always laughed when they read that. “I wonder if
anything includes having a straight fuck.” Said Beth,
“Nah, can’t, can it?”, laughed Julie.
“Hi Pete,” said Beth to the guy approaching them,
“What’s happening?”
“You ain’t never gonna believe this,” replied Pete,
“Someone managed to get a fucking donkey down here!”
“How?”
“Fuck knows, but they did.”
“Where?”
“Down the hall.”
“Gotta see this,” said Beth. “A fucking donkey, shit,”
said Julie.
Sure enough, at the end of the hall, in what was the
largest room in the basement, there stood a donkey.
There was only a girl in there with her back to them.
She was on her knees near the hind legs of the donkey.
Julie said, “Holy shit! I don’t believe it!” When the
girl on the ground heard Julie’s voice she turned her
head around. “Sandra!” Julie exclaimed, “How the fuck
did you get a donkey down here?”
“I didn’t it was already here when I got here, but look
at this cock!”
As Sandra moved away both Julie and Beth gasped at the
same time. “Well, I’ve seen some big bastards in my
time, but this, this I gotta try,” said Beth.
“Hey Julie, you can’t get knocked up by a fucking
donkey can ya?” Inquired Sandra.
“Course you can’t, fuck, can you imagine what the baby
would look like” Can you imagine how popular it would
be with a prick that size” added Beth” All three girls
burst out into laughter at that thought.
Sandra came over to Julie and started examining Julie’s
tits. “What are the other two chains for,” asked
Sandra.
“This,” said Julie as she removed her skirt.
“Wow! I ain’t seen anything like that before, Can I
touch, please?” She asked in her normal but innocent
way. Sure replied Julie. Sandra dropped to her knees at
pulled both chains apart thereby separating Julie’s
cunt lips. Then her tongue ran lightly over Julie’s
swollen clitoris.
“Stop fucking about,” said Beth, “and come and help me
with this bastard donkey.” They both looked at Beth and
started to laugh. There she was, with a donkey’s prick
in her hand and every time she tried to get close to it
the donkey moved. “Ok, Ok, we’re on our way said
Julie.”
Julie who was still laughing told Sandra to steady the
back of the donkey, but be careful, these bastards can
kick. Sandra did as she was told whilst Julie stood at
the head of the donkey, grabbing its ears she pulled
its head down towards her stomach. She started
whispering in is ear “There’s a big boy.” As she did
so, the donkey calmed down, and she heard Beth saying,
“Ok boy, get ready for the blow job of your life.”
Beth was lying naked on the floor under the donkey. Her
legs were bent double to her arse. She pulled herself
of off the ground by hanging on to the donkeys cock. As
its cock entered her mouth she thought that perhaps she
had gone too far, for her jaws were now being stretched
to their maximum. After a little bit of maneuvering she
managed it quite well.
She continued to suck for a little while then decided
it would be better, and, more comfortable to lick this
monster prick instead. She adjusted her position and
started to lick for all she was worth.
Sandra meanwhile continued to stroke the donkey’s rear
whilst talking to Julie. Julie on the other hand had
found that this donkey had more to offer that a big
cock! As she was standing there calming the donkey its
head had nuzzled down in Julie’s stomach.
Suddenly Julie gasped as the donkey’s tongue found her
cunt and gave it a long rasping lick. The first lick
was a shock but the second and third was heaven. By the
eighth or ninth lick she felt herself come, the orgasm
could only be described as supersonic.
As she came the donkey obviously liked the taste, for
he licked harder which only made Julie come harder. In
the end she pulled herself away, shaking with pleasure.
“Are you Ok?” Asked Sandra, “Oh, fucking fantastic,”
replied Julie. “Stay still will you,” Beth said, “I’m
trying to give a blow job down here!”
“Stop,” said Julie “I’ve found something better!”
Beth clambered out from underneath her new found
friend, and said, “What could be better than giving a
giant cock a blow job?” A fucking giant tongue giving
you one, exclaimed Julie. “Shit, I never thought of
that, neither did I,” said Julie, “but this bastard
loves pussy.”
“Fuck,” Beth said. Sure enough Julie was right. Both
Beth and Sandra had great orgasms. Sandra said, now its
pay back time. “What do you mean?” asked Beth. “Well,
he’s been kind enough to make us cum surely we should
return the compliment?”
They all agreed, and apparently so did the donkey, for
he stood perfectly still while all three girls gave the
best hand job they could. Eventually they all felt his
cock harden, with all three of them lying on their
backs under the donkey that they had all fallen in love
with.
They all pulled together and sure enough he rewarded
them by shooting his hot cum all over their bodies. The
problem was that when he came it was as if someone was
pouring buckets of cum over them. They coughed and
spluttered their way from underneath him, Julie
commented, “Looks as if he ain’t cum in a while.” With
that they all collapsed into laughter.
After wiping themselves down with the sheet that was
lying there, Sandra said, “That was great, but what
now?”
“Well, what do you feel like?” asked Julie.
“A fucking big cock that’s what!”
“Well let’s see what we can arrange.”
Beth added, “I know just the thing for you, come on
let’s go.” With that they picked up their clothes and
kissed the donkey goodbye.
They all left together, and as they were walking down
the hall some guy passed them and said, nice perfume
you wearing. They all just burst into laughter. The
next room on their left was where Beth was heading, and
they just followed her obediently.
As they entered the dimly lit room Sandra said, “I
ain’t been here before.” Julie and Beth had, and knew
what was next.
“Which one?” The deep voice from the corner asked. Beth
and Julie just pointed to Sandra. “On the table!”, the
voice commanded.
Beth and Julie helped Sandra up and laid her on her
back. From under the table they pulled some straps and
secured both Sandra’s arms and legs. Sandra said
nothing for she was filled with excitement and wanted
to know what would happen next.
Stepping out of the dark and into Sandra’s vision moved
a large muscular Negro. Wow, she thought they promised
me a big cock, but black as well, fucking great.
Then he spoke in a deep lazy voice, which made Sandra
wet. “Would you like something big and black shoved up
your cunt?”
“Oh, yes please,” she replied. With that all the lights
went on, and the once dim room was lit up like
daylight.
A rather large woman with a bucket was beckoned
forward. Sandra looked around she saw that there were
about twenty people watching her as she lay strapped to
the table. Mark, the muscular Negro instructed the
large women with the bucket to butter her up. She did
as she was told and with a handful of butter she made
Sandra’s cunt as slippery as hell.
Then Mark pulled from the bucket the largest black eel
she had ever seen. “Oh no! Not that! I hate eels!” she
screamed. Too late to hate, and no point in screaming.
Mark placed the eel over Sandra’s tits and now she
realised why it was in a bucket, this fucker was still
alive!! “You can’t be serious?”, she implored. “I never
joke about anything,” said Mark. With that she felt the
cold slimy tale slide across her cunt. “Oh no!,
Please!” she begged. She was wasting her energy and she
knew it.
Mark’s finger worked quickly and before Sandra knew it
the tail was already inside her. While holding the
eel’s head with one hand he managed to force nearly
half the eel inside her. She could feel it moving
inside her like something from Alien. To her surprise
it was more enjoyable than she thought, and now she
felt silly for the hysterics at the beginning.
Mark was pulling the eel out and pushing it back as
well. “Not so bad after all, eh?”
“No,” she agreed. Mark now produced a large knife and
proceeded to cut the eel’s head of while most of its
body was still inside Sandra, she felt the eel go into
death spasms. Mark lay the eel down between Sandra’s
legs, still half in and half out of her.
He motioned to the large woman with the bucket to come
to him. She did so like a soldier, Mark’s hand went
back into the bucket, where he retrieved a smaller eel.
Sandra watched as he placed a condom over the head of
the eel. Then she felt the cheeks of her arse being
separated.
Now the smaller eel was expertly pushed up her arse,
but this time it was head first, and all but the last
bit of tail disappeared there. She felt it wriggling
like mad.
Mark then turned to the so called audience and said,
“If anyone wants to take some photographs, now is the
time.” To Sandra’s amazement, most of the people there
had cameras with them. Sandra knew that photos of her
with an eel stuck up her cunt with its head cut off,
and another one, up her arse, would be posted all over
the Internet by this time tomorrow.
Beth and Julie were standing to one side as flash lamps
lit up the room, Sandra could see that they were
talking to Mark. “Listen,” said Beth staring into Marks
eyes, “Now that we have started with Sandra we have to
show her more, know what I mean.” Mark nodded.
Julie smiled at Beth saying, “You’re really a nasty
little bitch!”
“Thank you,” was the reply along with a kiss.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” started Mark, “Take your seats
for a special request.” The audience obeyed
immediately. Sandra looked at Beth and Julie saying,
“Enough is enough!”
“We agree,” said Julie. “You ain’t had anywhere near
enough yet!”
Sandra then felt the eel being pulled out of her cunt,
then out of her arse, the second one was, however,
harder to remove as it was still alive. Mark’s hands,
however, easily won the battle.
When he finished, he turned and addressing the audience
said, “Ok, the special request is,” he paused for a
moment, “The best idea that anyone comes up with.”
Instantly there was a multitude of suggestions. Mark
turned and asked Julie, “Which one?” Sandra
interrupted, “Don’t I get a say in this?”
Julie looked at Sandra saying, “This bitch talks even
when no one talks to her, that’s bad, and what do we do
to bad girls?”
The audience answered in unison “Punish the bitch,”
Julie turned to Mark saying, “Mark, you heard them, so
let’s teach her some manners!”
Turning back to Sandra Mark warned, “Listen bitch, just
do as you are told and you’ll be all right, step out of
line once and you’ll regret being here. Now, you can
ask me to punish you.” Sandra looked at Mark and knew
that he was serious, so she replied, “Please Mr. Mark;
I have been a naughty girl and should be punished.”
Mark smiled thinking, she’s smart. “You heard it ladies
and gentlemen this piece of dirt wants to be punished,
any suggestions?” Sandra lay there and listened to the
suggestions, some of which she was sure would k**l her,
and others that excited her, which would it be, she
wondered.
Beth stepped up to Mark and whispered in his ear. Mark
smiled and Sandra wondered. Mark looked at Sandra and
said “The hair around your cunt is going to come out!”
Mark turned and looking at the audience said, “Has
anyone got a pair of tweezers?” There was no reply, OK,
eyebrow pluckers?” A girl from the back held up her
hand, and produced the requested pluckers. “Thank you,”
said Mark. “You can have the honor of starting.”
The young girl made her way up to the table where
Sandra was lying and under Marks direction started to
pluck the hair away from Sandra’s cunt. Each hair that
was removed sent a stab of pain through Sandra, but she
was really enjoying it and the juices running from her
cunt proved it.
When she had finished the whole audience was invited to
join in. The removal only took ten to fifteen minutes,
but when it was finished Sandra’s cunt was red and
swollen. Beth looked at Sandra saying, “You lucky
bitch, no shaving for a month!” Sandra smiled; as she
did Beth gave her a hard slap, right on the clitoris.
Sandra yelped, so Beth repeated the slap but, even
harder.
This time Sandra didn’t let out a sound. Julie looked
into Sandra’s eyes and said, “Slut,” at the same time
slapping her around the face.
“Right girls that’s enough,” chastised Mark, “Stand
back.” Beth and Julie immediately did as they were
told. Mark then produced a black church candle. It was
as thick as his wrist.
Sandra just watched as he started to push it up her
cunt. With about twenty centimeters left out he lit it
and said “Ok everybody, time for a drink.” Everyone got
up and left the room. Mark was the last to leave, as he
did he turned to Sandra saying, “See you later, bitch.”
He then left the room and turned out the lights.
Sandra lay there in the dark. The only light came from
the candle between her legs. She thought about trying
to blow it out, knowing that that would only make
things worse. Anyway, she thought, they will be back in
five minutes. After half an hour, she started to feel
the flame warming her legs. Panic was starting to set
in. The candle seemed to be burning fast.
She could not estimate how far it was from the lips of
her cunt, but every minute she lay there in the
blackness seemed an age. Shit, she thought, what if
they have gone home. The candle had now gone from warm
too hot. She decided to blow it out. It seemed the
harder she blew the larger the flame got. Tears started
running down her face. Oh fuck. “Someone help me
please!” She shouted. No one answered her. Now she was
sobbing.
Mark’s voice was so good to hear. “Did you think we had
forgotten our favorite bitch?”
“Nnno,” she said her voice broken. “Ladies and
gentlemen, time to get on with the show.” Many more
people where now present than before, thought Sandra.
She felt Mark’s hand remove the candle from her. Close,
she thought, close.
Mark looked at Sandra, while holding the still lighted
candle in his hands and said were you worried that your
pussy would be burnt”
“No,” she answered. “Don’t fucking lie to me bitch!” he
retorted. With that he turned the candle to an angle of
45 degrees, the flame half a meter above her plucked
cunt.
The hot wax sent shock waves through her body, as he
lowered the candle to within five centimeters of the
clitoris that was standing proud. The hot wax was
running like a river over her clitoris then onto the
lips of her cunt. The wax hardened in seconds and
Sandra was just getting used to the sensation when Mark
transferred his attention to her nipples.
Burning wax hit the nipples like needles. Again tears
welled up in her eyes. Mark now stepped back and asked
Julie if Sandra had had enough. Julie looked at Beth
and asked, “What do you think?” Beth went up to Sandra
and said, “Well bitch, are you gonna be good now?”
“Yes,” Sandra replied.
“You know that if you’re bad you’ll really be
punished.”
Sandra nodded. “Ok, with you Jay.”
“Only if she’s our slave for the rest of the night!”
Beth looked back at Sandra, all right with you. Again
Sandra just agreed. Said Mark “She’s all yours.”
The straps that bound Sandra were released. Mark put a
collar around Sandra’s neck; he then attached a dog
chain to it. He then handed it over to Julie saying if
this bitch causes any trouble you know what to do.
Julie nodded and pulled the chain, Sandra immediately
stood beside her.
Sandra stood there naked wearing just a collar and
chain. Turning to Julie she asked, “What about my
clothes?” Beth slapped her so hard across the arse that
it made her jump. “Who said you could speak, you want
Julie to give you back to Mark?”
“Sorry,” Sandra said in a very sheepish voice. “You’d
better be,” Beth said as she slapped Sandra’s arse
again. Julie pulled the chain and Sandra followed.
“This is going to be fun,” she said to Beth. Beth
agreed, as they started to walk down the hallway with
Sandra in tow.
Julie stopped and looking around she said to Sandra,
“You’re wearing a collar and chain, yes?”
“Yes,” was the quick response. Well, if you’re dressed
like a dog then you should walk like one. On your hands
and knees, commanded Julie. Sandra did as she was told
and they all started walking again. Beth looked at
Julie saying. “You know you shouldn’t call Sandra a
dog, cause with tits and a cunt she has to be a bitch!”
Julie and Beth laughed together while Sandra struggled
to keep up.
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