Both Gloria and Cindy were awake when Brian left for school the next morning. They watched him from the upstairs bedroom window, laughing as he painfully hobbled down the sidewalk.
"He'll think twice and wait a long time before he fucks another girl in the ass," Gloria chuckled. Then she turned to the blonde.
"What would you do if I did that to you, angel?" she asked. "With a nine-inch fat cock?"
"Well, if you did it, I'd love it," Cindy said quickly. "Nothing you could do to me could possibly hurt me."
"Life is full of surprises," Gloria murmured. After a big breakfast, the brunette opened the packages she'd bought in L.A. Cindy's blue eyes flashed with awe and curiosity – and a stab of sharp fear. She gazed at the whip, the spike-heeled boots.
"We have to save our energy for later," she told the madly aroused girl, fighting the temptation to drop to her knees and begin kissing Cindy's exposed little cunt.
"Now here's your assignment for today," Gloria told her, hugging and squeezing her plump ass through her panties.
Listening eagerly, Cindy nodded, her heart pumping with excitement.
An hour later, the blonde left the house. She wore an expensive new blouse and mini-skirt over her sexy new panties. Gloria showed her how to apply makeup without overdoing it. The effect was sultry and irresistible, but expensive too. Watching her leave with a thrill of pride, the librarian realized Cindy had class, more than Lisa by far. She was still in the potential stage, but Gloria would develop her to the hilt.
The brunette dressed herself and made up. Finished, she admired herself in the mirror. Her expensive new dress had just the right touch of elegance, snugly flaunting every ripe curve. She put fresh sheets on her bed. She and Cindy had come all over the place yesterday, leaving cunt-juice and cherry blood in a trail of frantic lust.
Two hours later, Cindy returned with a man. Following Gloria's instructions, she'd gone to the bar at the local country club. A number of wealthy types had tried to pick her, up. She'd selected a ruggedly handsome type in his mid-thirties. His tight-fitting slacks showed he was obviously well-hung. He wasn't the sort to frequent libraries. He would be only a temporary problem in Gloria's extensive plans.
The blonde introduced Gloria as her sister. Before Cindy and the man went upstairs, she slipped Gloria a fresh hundred-dollar bill.
It was that easy, the brunette thought with triumph, caressing the bill. For pleasure, for profit, for bizarre new adventures, gorgeous Cindy was the key to a fantastic new life. Dressed and made up properly, she could easily pass for twenty-one.
It wasn't all that easy, Gloria realized. There were her own strange desires to satisfy, and she had no intention of building up a clientele in this town. She was too well-known here, and word would inevitably get around. She'd deliberately given Cindy an easy assignment to build up her confidence. The luscious creature had to be subjected to a certain amount of humiliation and torture and degradation for the sake of experience. There would be bus stations as well as country clubs, brawny hardhats as well as gentlemen, schoolgirls and college boys and society bitches and housewives and even tramps.
They were going to experience it all, from the streets to the plush apartments.
Gloria put the bill away and sipped a glass of wine. She glanced at her watch. She would give them ten more minutes before Cindy's first real lesson would begin.
Then doubt began to gnaw at her mind.
Was it right to drag Cindy, a naive girl through all this hell and ecstasy, just because she, Gloria, felt that she'd missed so much during her drab, sex-less life in this small, dull town? All right, so she wanted to live life to the vicious hilt. But what about the sweet teenager who worshipped her? Why chain her to a roller-coaster ride of depraved sex games when Gloria could ride by herself? Why be a selfish bitch?
The best thing she could do was reject Cindy, toss her out now before the violent action began. After this one lesson, Gloria promised herself. Just one wild ride, and Cindy could go. Eventually she'd meet a nice boy, get married and settle down. Her heart would be broken for a while, but those were the harsh realities of life.
Tears filled Gloria's eyes as she drank her wine.
The next thing Cindy did when she got her pickup into Gloria's bedroom was massage his thick cock through his pants. Cindy breathed rapidly, her lush tits aching. She followed Gloria's instructions to the precise letter.
"God, that's a big one!" Cindy whispered fervently. "I always pick a real man, and I knew today would be my lucky day."
He smiled down at her with an amused glint in his grey eyes that filled the blonde with faint uneasiness.
"I'll bet you tell that to all the guys," he said. He squeezed her tits in his hands softly. His cock rose quickly beneath her lewd fingers. Cindy unzipped his pants and pulled his long, hot cock rod out. She jerked it lasciviously in her hot fist.
"Oh, that's a honey!" she panted. Only half her excitement was an act, though. He did have a huge cock and there was something tough and male about him that sparked her natural passion. This wasn't a dumb college boy like Brian.
"God, I'd love to go down on you," Cindy whispered, "I'd just love to suck that monster off, but I'd have to charge extra for that, Jim. A girl has to take care of herself in a harsh world like this."
She licked her lips lustfully, wetting them down with promise.
"I usually charge an extra fifty for a special job, but because you've got such a beauty, I'll suck you off and give you the time of your life for forty," she said. "Okay?"
"Twenty-five and not a penny more, honey," he replied.
That's how he got rich, Cindy thought, through tough bargaining. If Gloria could inspire her to be such a terrific actress – and she loved the acting part of it, feeling like a movie star in a challenging role – then she'd be tough, too.
She stepped back, slipped out of her blouse and skirt quickly and let him see her tawny, silken curves through her sheer panties and bra.
"Thirty-five, Jim, not a penny less," she said.
He sighed and shook his head. His steely eyes raked her lush body. A sharp instinct in Cindy's mind began to sound a vague alarm. There was something phony about this guy, she thought.
"You got it, beautiful," he said, pulling a roll of bills from his pocket. He counted the money and handed it to her. Proudly, Cindy put it in a dresser drawer. Gloria would love her for that. She watched him strip, her excitement rising as she drank in his lean muscled body. With his huge cock and balls, he looked like a powerful fucking machine, a real stud.
Still wearing her bra, panties, black nylons and heels, Cindy followed him to the bed. He lay back with his knees drawn up, and she eagerly crawled between his spread legs and gripped his throbbing cock in her fist.
She began with her lollipop ritual, the way Brian had told her. He held her head in his hands, groaning, as Cindy nibbled and kissed and sucked his crimson cock, dipping her mouth down to lick and suck at his balls. She was proud of her new ability.
"Hey, honey, it's… oooooh… that's a real blowjob! Jesus Christ, you're good! Ummmmm, slut, I'm… ooooo… I'm trying not to come but… ooooooo! You little cocksucker, you're a real pro!"
In less than three minutes, Cindy had him spurting his boiling jism in a rushing flood in her mouth. She swallowed the fiery cream greedily, milking every hot drop with lust.
She sat up, panting and hot-eyed.
"You want me to leave my sexy stuff on or off, Jim?" she inquired.
Gloria had told her a lot of men preferred to screw through the crotchless panties and they got a special kick from the sheer black nylons and heels.
But he stared past her, surprised.
"I'm not sure," he said. "Ask your sister."
Startled, Cindy whirled around. Gloria had stepped quietly into the room, shutting the door behind her.
"Take everything off, Cindy," she said softly, unzipping her dress. "If my presence really bothers you, Jim, I'll leave. But if I stay, there won't be any extra charge. I think you'll like watching Cindy and me in action. Won't you?"
"Shit, yes!" he retorted, his eyes focusing on the sultry, hot-breasted brunette.
Beneath her dress, she wore her low-cut leather bra, crotchless leather panties, black nylons and boots.
Cindy felt a strange mixture of confusion, panic and excitement in her blood. She shook her head.
"Gloria, I don't understand," she said. "Why…"
"Just do exactly as I say, darling," she interrupted. "Never question me."
"Do you want to take her now, or would you rather watch us first?" Gloria asked the man.
He got up off the bed, grinning coolly.
"Be my guest," he said. His long prick was already stiff with hot anticipation.
"Strip, Cindy," the gleaming, brunette ordered. "Lie on your belly with your arms and legs outstretched."
She turned her back on the trembling blonde and from the top dresser drawer took out the whip, manacles and the immense curved dildo with the harness attached.
Tears filled Cindy's eyes, but she didn't dare disobey. Her hands shook as she stripped naked and lay on her belly. She opened her mouth to beg Gloria not to hurt her when she remembered the promises she'd made. Anything for the beautiful brunette she adored, anything. She sobbed softly as Gloria looped the chains around each wrist and ankle, chaining her to the bedposts.
The man leaned against the wail, his arms folded. His long cock leaped with excitement as he silently watched with burning eyes.
Gloria picked up the whip and leaned down to whisper in the shivering blonde's ear.
"I'm sorry, darling. This is part of the game. Scream and cry all you want. I'll make it up to you afterwards, I promise. All right?"
Crying, Cindy nodded, bit her lip furiously and braced herself. Maybe she deserved punishment for yesterday, or maybe this cruel streak was a hidden part of Gloria's strange passion. Either way, she was Gloria's sex slave and she would bear it somehow, she hoped.
An eerie, soaring lust gripped the panting brunette as she trailed the thongs over Cindy's golden-skinned ass in a teasing caress. Now she felt like Lisa. A wild power seized her ass he gazed down at Cindy's helplessly trembling cheeks. She raised the whip high. Just this one time, and then Cindy would be free of her forever. But oh, that lovely hot little ass had to turn crimson so it could be sucked and bitten and loved.
She came down with the whip and Cindy screamed, shuddering violently on the bed. Gloria's breath came faster with each lashing arc. She loved each agonizing wail from the girl's madly trembling lips.
"For your own good, angel!" Gloria cried, caught in the grip of the fiercest, strangest excitement she'd ever felt. "It's all for your own good."
Cindy prayed she would faint as the blazing torment spread from her bright red asscheeks to every tingling nerve in her helpless flesh. She then noticed that the merciless torture had stopped. Gloria's wet tongue started to soothe and lick her raw ass, gently biting and sucking folds of her flesh, then licking her asshole with loving sweetness.
Jesus, thought the man, shaking his head, I've seen some kinky games in my time, but this pair beats them all. The girl couldn't have been more than sixteen in spite of her makeup and cool. She was so self-assured when she'd picked him up. And the brunette was a knockout, a wild sex-Goddess in her strange costume. Now the brunette was sucking at the moaning blonde's pink cunt with long laps of her tongue, tenderly caressing her silky red ass. The girl softly screamed with ecstasy.
Gloria continued to devour Cindy's hotly soaked cunt for ten minutes, giving her a series of shattering orgasms to atone for the whipping. Finally, she got off the bed and looked at the man, whose cock was throbbing with urgency.
"Turn her over on her back," he told Gloria. "I like to see what I'm getting."
Her own cunt feverish with excitement, Gloria unlocked the chains and gently turned the sobbing blonde over on her back, kissing her tenderly on the lips.
"Go ahead," she told the man. "I'll just watch."
Grinning at Gloria, he gestured to the giant dildo on the dresser.
"I figure I'd better go first, before you use that on her," he said. "After that monster, she won't even be able to feet my cock."
He climbed on top of Cindy, his cockmeat pounding with urgency. He had to admit that the stacked brunette's lashing of the pretty, helpless blonde had aroused him furiously. He wasn't aroused by the pain part of it, but he loved comparing, the lust and sexiness of the pair – the soft silken nakedness of the juicy young girl and the creamy lushness of the hotly curved woman.
He slid a few inches of his burning meat into Cindy's tight, moistened cunt. Damn, what fabulous hot pussy! She was the sweetest, most eager cunt he'd had in years.
Though still dazed with shock over the sudden switch from the lashing agony of the whip to the fierce thrills from Gloria's lewdly sucking tongue, Cindy responded instantly. With a deep moan of passion, she raised her legs and locked them tightly around the man's waist, rubbing his hard ass.
"Yes, fuck me!" she sobbed. "Fuck me, I'm still hot! Oooooo! Ram it all in, please! I need it, need loving, hurt me, rip me up, fuck me with your hot meat, unnnnngh!"
He gritted his teeth, groaning as her fiery cunt squirmed and wriggled and sucked at his plunging cock with frantic hunger. She wiggled her damp hot tits furiously against his chest, sinking her teeth into his bare shoulders. She craved his burning come at once. Something strange and shattering and madly exciting had happened to her when Gloria tormented her so cruelly and then sucked her off so passionately. It was as if a hidden spark of insane lust had been ignited deep in her loins.
"Not so – ooooof! – not so fast, honey. Christ, you're sucking my load too fast, ease up,jeeeeez what cunt! What hot juicy cunt! Unnnnng!"
The man clenched his jaw and tried to detach his mind from Cindy's frenzied hot cunt slit, her thrashing silken flesh, and her deliriously fucking hips. He'd always prided himself on having the stamina of a bull. But the sex-crazed blonde was assaulting him with everything she had – lips, teeth, tongue, tits, clawing fingers, boiling cunt.
He thought of his own wife and her sagging tits and worn-out cunt. It dampened his excitement enough to enable him to hang on temporarily.
Gloria watched him plunge his long cock in and out of Cindy with a blend of feverish lust and uneasy suspicion. She'd never seen Cindy being fucked by a man before, and it aroused her tremendously. The girl was pure raw desire in action, every golden inch of her nakedness on fire with hunger. But there was something about the man that disturbed her.
He had too many rough edges to hang out at country clubs, although anyone could go into the bar without being a member. He dressed expensively. He had the money to pay, obviously. She tried to get rid of the nagging feeling, telling herself there were a lot of self-made men who made fortunes and never shed their rough edges. But the feeling persisted.
"Fuck me harder!" Cindy cried, jerking her hips in mad spasms. "Gimmie more! Make me come… oooooh, yessss!"
"God… damn!" the man grunted, surrendering his control. Even the thought of his wife's boring cunt couldn't keep his load from shooting oft. The raving blonde whipped her tight, slippery hot cunt on his bursting cock with electrifying power. She was the hottest, most fantastic little cunt of his jaded life. He thought he'd had the best until now.
She was still trying to crush his limp cock in her frantic cunt slit but he managed to free himself in a swift movement.
"I think your little sister is a wee bit on the passionate side," he grinned at Gloria, getting off the bed. "Your turn."
"I'll decide when," Gloria told him coldly. She still didn't like him, in spite of his rugged good looks. Nevertheless, she was zoo aroused and anxious to use the new dildo on Cindy to wait. She strapped the harness on, buckling it tight. It was the same model Lisa had used on her.
Gloria chained Cindy to the bed again, spread-eagled on her back.
"I'm not going to use the whip, honey," she promised her. "This is for say own protection. You're going to get so hot you might claw and bite me to death."
"Yes, fuck me, Gloria," Cindy begged through a haze of tears. "I can't get any hotter than I am now!"
"I wouldn't bet on that," the man muttered, leaning against the wail. He ignored the brunette's vicious look.
Still wearing her bra and crotchless leather panties and boots, Gloria climbed on top of Cindy, and pressed the giant cock to the girl's stomach.
For a couple of minutes, Gloria Frenched and stroked and rubbed her hot body to Cindy's. She promised her it would only hurt a little, and she would learn to love it. She found herself using Lisa's words, as though she were re-living the frenzied scene with Cindy the victim.
Then she reached down to Cindy's soaked cunt and spread her juices around the head of the massive cock. Cautiously, she switched it on and gently inserted it an inch into the girl's eagerly sucking cunt.
"Oooooo! Oh my oh Gloria… oh Lord! Oh fuck meeeeeee! Yesssss, fuck me, fuck me, darling, oh it's – eeeee! – it's crazy!"
With each lunge of her hips, the brunette inserted a fraction more of the monstrous humming prick, taking care to hurt Cindy as little as possible. The whipping had been enough. She would never fuck the beautiful girl again. She wanted this last sex act to be a thrilling, unforgettable memory for Cindy.
"Oh Gloria I love it, I love you, darling! Oooooooo! Oh I'm losing my minddddd! Unnnnnf! Fuck me forever, beautiful Gloria, I need you, always, always!" Cindy cried.
The most violent, blazing thrills of her life were now shuddering through Cindy's feverish hot cunt, as the vibrating mounds on the dildo tingled and inched deeper. The chained, screaming blonde struggled furiously against her bonds, not to escape the shattering thrills but to wrap her arms fiercely around Gloria.
The librarian rammed the dildo passionately in and out of Cindy's cunt slit. She was careful to keep her head high, any from Cindy's sharp white teeth.
The man watched, fascinated, as the beautiful brunette sensuously fucked the delirious blonde. His cock was once more hard and surged with blood. The brunette's crotchless panties, he noted, also exposed he puckered brown asshole.
Now was as good a time as any, he decided.
He went over to where his jacket was draped on the chair. He reached into the inside pocket and took out a pair of handcuffs. He went to the head if the bed and in swift, practiced movements, handcuffed the brunette's wrist to the blonde's.
Gloria froze.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she asked.
"A number of things, honey," he replied. "But first this…"
He went to the rear of the bed and crouched between their spread legs. Pressing the crimson knob of his hard cock against Gloria's exposed anus, he rammed it deep and began to fuck her asshole with brutal, rapid thrusts.
Her mind was in a daze of terror and panic. Gloria could only sob as he lunged his boiling cock savagely into her churning bowels. With each jerk of his hips, her hips lurched forward so that she continued to fuck Cindy involuntarily.
He came in less than two minutes, his burning jism stinging and spattering in Gloria's helpless asshole. Then he slipped his cock rod out and, with a long sigh, got off the bed.
Cindy was too dazed with raw thrills to realize what was happening. But the numb terror in Gloria was quickly growing.
"Please, let us go," the brunette pleaded. "If this is a joke…"
"No joke, honey," he broke in. "Now you girls wait here, I'll be right back."
Naked, he left the room and went downstairs where they'd both left their purses on the kitchen table. He searched the girl's purse and found loose change but no I.D.. In Gloria's purse he found the marked hundred-dollar bill and her complete identification. He took the bill and her I.D. back with him upstairs. Then he sat on the edge of the bed, studying her identification and credit cards.
"I'll call the police," Gloria said weakly, her heart hammering with fear.
"Lady, I am the police," he said cheerfully. "Lieutenant Collins, vice squad. And it says here that you, madam, are the Chief Librarian in our noble town. Glad to meet you, honey."
"Listen," Gloria whispered, her face chalk-white with fear, "Ill give you money. I have over five thousand dollars. You can have it all, I swear! Just… let us go, please?"
"What the hell do you think I am, a crook?" he said indignantly. "Hell, I don't mind a little free ass now and then, but you can keep your bribe. Fact is, I was out at the country club looking for hookers who come up here from L.A.. Your little friend fell for me instead. If you're sisters, I'm Tiny Tim."
"She ran away from a drunken mother and the slobs her mother brought home to rape her. Go ahead, arrest me if you want, but for God's sake, don't put her away. Let me give her money to go somewhere else before you take me in, that's all I ask."
"The police?" Cindy whispered, finally coming to her senses. "Oh my God, Gloria, are they going to separate us? NO!"
"Shut up, both of you!" Collins snapped, losing his temper. "Just shut up and let me think."
He got up, found a cigarette and paced the floor around the bed nervously, thinking. The smart bitch knew the law, all right. And she did have a highly respectable position in town. He'd already had one or two close scrapes in the past, and the chief knew for certain he'd been on the take once. And that he was knocking off free ass whenever he could.
He paused, inhaling smoke deeply. It was a dangerous bust, all the way around. Two against one, their word against his. With her face cleaned up and scrubbed, and dressed like a sweet virgin, the blonde's testimony would be eaten up in court. She'd be the purest angel that walked the face of the earth. Shit! he thought.
As for the librarian, almost the same deal, except for the ages. She'd come into court looking like a Goddamned nun – polite, demure, educated. Sure, he could get a police photographer over here to shoot pictures now, but how in the hell was he going to explain how he found them in that position without a warrant? The fucking laws were so screwed up nowadays; they'd end up the victims and he'd be the bastard, he thought.
He studied the brunette with hard eyes. She meant it, the beautiful bitch. She'd drag him down with her if he pushed it. Only seven years to go for a pension, too. Invasion of privacy, extortion – ass was extortion, and then letting the librarian fuck her as well while he watched. And then raping her in the ass after he'd handcuffed them.
The papers would eat up the scandal. And when he got right down to it, he knew damn well the D.A. would throw the fucking case out before it ever got to court.
The sexy librarian and her gorgeous little girlfriend would go scot-free, while his pension was pissed down the drain.
"Shit!" Collins exploded in a fury. Once again he'd put his horny cock before his brains. All he'd had to do was bust the girl at the country club the moment she took the money and he would have had a legitimate bust. But no, the brilliant law enforcer Collins had to fuck everything in sight first.
The brunette was watching him with fierce, determined eyes. Now that she was calmed down, she knew where they stood too. Christ, here he was a cop, and they had him by the balls.
Collins chewed his lip. Should he try and get the five thousand out of her? No chance. She was too smart for that now that she was over her panic. Why couldn't she be a dumb rich broad who knew nothing about the law?
Sighing, Collins unlocked the handcuffs, sullenly put on his clothes and took his money from the dresser drawer where Cindy had put it. Oh well, he thought philosophically, at least he'd gotten some wild free aunt and a great blowjob.
"Okay, smart titties," he snarled at Gloria. "You got a stalemate this time. Not a word about this to anyone. If she ever tries hooking again in this town, I'll bust her cute ass on the spot. Deal?"
"Deal," Gloria said, trembling on the bed. "We're leaving town tomorrow anyway."
Collins hesitated in the doorway, his eyes raking over their hotly curved bodies.
"Tomorrow, huh?" he asked. "What are you doing later tonight?"
"We're busy. Take your handcuffs and leave, Collins."
"I hate smart bitches," the cop muttered, slamming the bedroom door behind him.
When the front door downstairs slammed as well, Gloria shook fiercely from head to toe with unbearable relief. She unchained Cindy and held her tight to soothe her hysteria.
Later that night as they lay in bed, Gloria told her about her decision in a soft but firm voice.
"We're leaving town tomorrow, Cindy, but I'm going to give you five hundred dollars and put you on the bus to Los Angeles," Gloria said. "I'm, not coming with you. I'm going my own way."
"No!" Cindy screamed, clutching the brunette hysterically. "No, no, no! I'll follow you, I swear I will, you'll never get rid of me. Don't leave me, Gloria, DON'T!"
"It's for your own good, angel," Gloria said, tears in her eyes. "You'll meet a nice boy or a man someday and get married and settle down and have kids. I want you to forget you ever met me."
"No!"
"Don't you understand, Cindy?" she explained. "I will drag you down with me. I have to do what I'm going to do, but you don't!"
"And what's going to happen to me?" Cindy sobbed. "Do you want me to end up a cheap ten dollar whore on the streets? God, can't you see, Gloria, I like it! I love sex, I love you, it's going to happen anyway and I want it to happen with you."
"You're the only person in the whole world who's ever been kind to me and now you want to leave me an the streets!"
"Don't you understand?" Gloria shouted. "I'm going to hell, not down there but right here in this world. I don't want to be a librarian anymore. I want to live every minute of my life, and it's going to be all sex, all bizarre games and torture and thrills – I'm going to…"
"Then take me with you, Gloria," Cindy pleaded desperately, clutching her. "Without you, I'll get hurt anyway, but with you at least I'll be happy! I don't want to go out on the streets, not without you! I want to go to hell if that's where you're going – please, please, please?"
Gloria smoked a cigarette in the darkness and let Cindy cry in her arms. What would happen to the blonde if she deserted her?
"All right, Cindy," she told her, sighing deeply. "Well go to hell together then, darling. And whatever else happens, I'll always take care of you, always."
Cindy was so happy and excited it took two sedatives and an hour of passionate love to put her to sleep.
Their destinies were interlinked now, chained by lust. The brunette caressed the girl softly as she slept. What was wrong about it? She didn't choose to be born or to live or die, or to suffer from raw, violent desires that had to be filled with shattering consequences. She didn't invent sex. Whoever had the arrogant notion that they lived their own lives anyway?
Their lives were being lived for them – hers and Cindy's and everyone's, only the rest of them didn't know it. Gloria knew it with devastating certainty.
The next time around, Cindy would be waiting for her then, too – sweet, luscious, eternally loving and hot, and utterly delicious. Even if Gloria were a man, Cindy would be waiting for her, because angels never died.
Gloria slept with a sultry smile on her lips.