"Trick or treat!" they shouted as Elaine swung the door wide open.
"I… ohhhhh!" the sexy redhead moaned, rubbing her thighs wetly against each other and trying to focus her piss-stung eyes. "I'm a fat sewer slut. Do you want to fuck me?"
"What?" Suddenly a larger frame stepped in front. "Is there something the matter with you?"
Elaine vaguely recognized the voice she was hearing. It was Diane something or other, the wife of one of the executives who lived up the hill. She was young and tall and platinum blonde, with the kind of willowy figure and athletic good looks that turned on the country club set. Elaine had once given her husband, who was sixty if he was a day, a quickie at his office. In return she'd gotten some special tips about an aerospace company whose stock was about to split. That half-hour office call had netted Elaine a couple hundred thousand dollars.
She'd always suspected Diane had known about the fuck, though, and so she had always avoided her. Besides, there was something about her icy, Nordic beauty that made Elaine a little nervous.
"I said, what's the matter?" Diane leaned toward the dazed, sexy redhead. She was wearing a cat costume that was little more than a skin-tight, half-transparent black leotard, whiskers, ears and sharp plastic claws. "Are you sick, or has something happened, or…"
Diane's voice trailed off as she got a closer look at the chesty, sexy redhead. She saw the streaks of silvery cum that still sparkled in the black wig. She smelled the odors of cunt and cock and piss. She sensed Elaine's confusion and excitement. When she spotted the drying cum that striped the valley between Elaine's bountiful tits, she smiled.
"Here's your candy, kids," she said, pulling the plastic pumpkin off Elaine's unresisting arm and handing it back to the children behind her. "Elaine's a little sick, and I'm going to put her to bed. You go on to the next house if you want."
They could go to the next city for all Diane cared. They were the kids from her husband's third through fifth marriage. She was just thankful that he was too old and she was too careful to add any of her own to the litter.
"Diane," Elaine whimpered, trying to regain her composure and ground out the lust that was burning through her. "You've got to help me. I've been…"
"You're a bitch!" Diane cut her off simply. She looked over her shoulder, caught a glimpse of Roger and Peter. "And you're her nephews, aren't you? Dressed a bitch as a witch, huh? Pretty cute. I hope you fucked her over real good."
Knowing they had been spotted, Elaine's nephews stepped through to the hallway.
Peter smiled. "She's been treating our mom and dad like shit. And we know that she hates men. She is a real bitch. I mean, she deserves everything we did to her."
Elaine realized with a sudden, mad hope that the three boys were uncertain now, almost frightened by Diane's calm self-assurance. This was her one chance to escape the terrible bondage the boys had forced her into.
"Please!" she cried to the elegant blonde. "Please save me from – noooooo!"
Diane scooped Elaine's big tits into the open and sank her plastic claws into her nipples. She ground her false nails harder and harder into the tender flesh, and the voluptuous redhead sank to her knees in a desperate, futile attempt to escape the tearing agony. Only when she was on her knees in front of the icy blonde did Diane release her. She was still smiling.
"If you boys know all that, then you also know how she makes her money. Well I think she balled my husband once, and even though I'm certainly not jealous about what the old bastard does, I don't like any two-bit bimbo fucking around with my meal ticket. I don't give a shit what you do to her, but right now I want to have some fun of my own. You kids can watch, and so can your friends who think they're hiding in the living room. Keep your hands to yourself though. I might want some teenage cock sometime, but right now it's payback time, and I'm going solo with the bitch here."
"Sure thing," Peter said, a smile spreading across his face. "You bet. And you know, after tonight she'll always be here. And she sure couldn't turn you down after what you've seen tonight."
"Good point, kid," Diane said, stripping off her bodysuit, then peeling her stockings down her long, shapely legs. "Now let me give you one. You can tell Miss Tits here has gotten her ass gang-banged off from a mile away. And some of the kids' parents might not know what a deserving whore this titsy cow is. You could get in trouble with that shit."
Elaine started crying again. She couldn't help herself. It seemed as though the whole world had joined forces in a single effort to turn her into a fucktoy. Dozens of boys had already fucked her mouth and cunt and ass. Now the blonde bitch from up the hill was going to make her perform like some mindless, pretty sex doll.
Her body shook with the force of her weeping, but the movement only re-ignited the molten waves of orgasm that were still erupting inside her. She cried even louder as her climax shook its way through her.
"I think you know what I want you to do, Elaine," Diane said softly. She hooked a finger under the bowed beauty's chin and lifted her face up. "The better a job you do, the less I'm going to hurt you. Do you understand me?"
Elaine looked up at the cool, cruel blonde. She was gorgeous, and Elaine felt a mixture of shameful desire and burning jealousy.
Diane was tall and slender, her body sleek and athletic. Her tits were much smaller than Elaine's, but they were full and firm, with sharp pink nipples. Her waist was obscenely narrow, and her pussy was a pale pink, her pussy hair the same golden blonde as the hair on her head.
"Yes," she whispered, her voice trembling with fear and desire. "I understand."
"Good," Diane said with a smile at her easy victory.
She curled one long, shapely leg around the back of Elaine's head and drew the voluptuous beauty's face straight into her cunt.
Elaine opened her mouth as her cheeks brushed against Diane's silky inner thighs. She flickered her wet, pink tongue out over her lips before she had even reached the sugary sweet folds of the blonde's cuntlips. She didn't know what Diane's pussy would taste like, but just the thought of being forced to suck another woman's cunt filled her with lust and shame.
"Oooh!" Diane groaned, her voice throaty with sudden passion as Elaine lashed her tongue over her soft, pink pussylips. "Yesssssssss! You like eating pussy, don't you? Oh, keep licking! Lips and tongue and – ohhh yesss, use your teeth too!"
Elaine almost gagged on her first taste of cunt. She thought Diane had to have just douched her pussy, because there was a faintly metallic taste, and a slippery warmth that smelled of a woman's deepest, dampest recess. She smelled of wild roses, roses that Elaine knew must bloom the same color as Diane's pale pink pussylips. But the reality of plunging her face right into another woman's filthy fuck-hole still made Elaine want to throw up.
Instead she wiggled her tongue and let her face be pulled deeper into the damp, scented cleft of Diane's pussy. And Elaine's own cunt began to squirm in perfect rhythm with the sweet pussy she was sucking.
"Look at her go!" Steve shouted, still excited from the turn he'd just had with his sexy aunt. "She wants it with women as bad as she wants it with men! What a sleazy fucking whore!"
"But talented," Diane husked, tearing the black wig off Elaine's head and then tangling her fingers in the bright red hair beneath. "Such a natural little slut with her sweet little mouth!"
Elaine had thought she was beyond shame, but she blushed at the way Diane talked about her. It was as though she was just a piece of meat or an animal trained to do some special trick. She wept at the depth of her desecration and lashed her tongue over the pink inner folds of Diane's sweet pussy.
No mental defense against this perverted act could keep her excitement from building. Diane was so soft and sweet and beautiful. It was such a wonderful change from the hard, dirty bodies of the boys. And Diane's pussy tasted so wonderful, her cunt cream like some delicious nectar. Elaine let her face be pushed farther and deeper into that sweet slit, kissing and licking and nibbling over every inch of velvety warm cunt-flesh. When she found Diane's tiny clit, she thought she'd found paradise.
Elaine flicked her tongue over the tiny bud, then clamped her lips tightly around it. She sucked Diane's clit into her mouth, squirming her lips over it while she lathered it with her tongue. It was like a tiny, beautiful cock, and Elaine wanted to give it the most fabulous blow job in the history of cocksucking. She soaked it in her spit and then sucked the spit away. She lashed it with her tongue and nibbled at it with her teeth. She blew on it and squirmed her lips from its tip to its base.
Diane went wild.
She screeched as a sudden orgasm swept through her lean, tawny body. She flexed the muscles in the leg she had hooked around Elaine's head as she pulled and twisted Elaine's bright red hair until some of it tore out in her fingers. She arched back, thrusting her sweet, full tits toward the ceiling, then bent low over her fawning plaything, her flat stomach roiling with the force of her climax. Her face turned red and she gasped for breath. And then she came again.
Elaine dragged her lower lip back and forth over Diane's throbbing clit. At the same time she stiffened her tongue and fucked it as far up Diane's luscious pussy as she could. Pain tore through her head from the way the blonde yanked at her hair.
Pussy juice washed over her face in waves, flowed into her open mouth in a waterfall of lust. Elaine sucked it down eagerly, her own orgasm flaring to new heights at the musky, meaty taste. Diane's sweet pussy was squirming over her face, massaging her with its excitement. Elaine wanted to go on sucking the blonde's cunt forever.
"Dirty little whore!" Diane muttered as her second orgasm crested inside her. Another was already starting to build. "You sweet little whore. If I'd known you were this easy and this good, I'd have made you my little slave a long time ago."
With a girlish giggle, Diane lifted her other leg up and swung it over Elaine's shoulder. Liquid pain flowed down through the sexy redhead's exhausted body as the tall, sleek blonde settled her full weight atop her.
Now Elaine's head was completely trapped between Diane's silky thighs, her face plunged fully into the marshy trough of Diane's pink pussy. Carrying the blonde atop her shoulders made every muscle in Elaine's worn-down body scream pain but she didn't topple forward. Instead, she fucked her tongue even deeper into the cruel bitch's cunt and slurped down more of her sweet pussy cream.
Diane was cumming again in seconds, and she bucked and hunched against Elaine's captive face. Icy lances of pain knifed through Elaine's shoulders and neck and back. She wavered back and forth, almost falling a dozen times. Still she whipped her tongue deep inside Diane's pussy and squirmed her lips over the blonde's wriggling clit.
By the time Diane dismounted her face, Elaine was splattered with sticky pussy cream. It stained her hair and covered her face. Even her throat and tits were splattered with the cream of Diane's orgasm.
"Oh, you did that just right," Diane whispered, her voice filled with delight and menace. "You made me feel sooooo good. You know, it's only fair that I make you feel good too. I don't want to leave my titsy little cuntlapper all heated up."
Elaine trembled with delight at the thought that Diane was being truthful. It would be so wonderful to have her pussy licked and kissed until all the terrible hurt the boys had caused was a hundred miles away. But she could tell by the look in Diane's hard gray eyes that the blonde was only going to torture her more. She started crying again, like a helpless, frightened child.
"Stop sniveling!" Diane snapped, running her hand down over her flat, silky stomach and playing her plastic claws gently over her pink cuntlips. "Take off your dress. Leave on the garters and heels. And lay back. I'm going to make you, sweet thing. I'm going to make you like you've never been made before."
Elaine stripped off the dress, knowing how shameful she must look without it. Her tits still stood up firm and full, now completely bared. The black garters and dark stockings would be a stark contrast to her pale, creamy skin, and the heels would make her lush legs look even longer and sexier.
She leaned back on the floor, still sobbing with fear, still twitching with the burning need.
Her bright red hair fanned out around her beautiful face. She spread her legs, because she knew that was what Diane would want.
"Oh, those nasty boys really did a number on you," Diane hissed. She dropped between Elaine's widespread thighs and closely inspected her pussy and ass. "What did they do, sweet thing, shoot a bazooka up that pretty pussy? Oh wow! Some of those mean little boys must have cocks like elephants. I think I could drive my car right up your asshole. Don't worry. You'll live. And I'll make it all so much better."
With a speed and ease that the dazed redhead could scarcely believe, Diane had unfastened the chains that hooked her wrists and ankles together. She made Elaine sit up and chained her wrists together behind her back. Only then did she re-fasten the chains to her ankles, drawing the sexy slave's feet back behind her and spreading her thighs painfully far apart. Some of the boys whooped and applauded at Diane's efficiency, and she flashed them a model's smile. Then she turned her attention back to Elaine.
"I'm going to make you feel wonderful," she sneered, the promise sounding like a threat.