Stacy could feel a little spurt of fluid come out of Bernedette's piss hole at the moment of her come.
At first she thought that this was a little bit of piss that had been leftover from her urination.
But she later learned that the fluid was sex juice. It was a tiny female ejaculation that hit her on the chin.
Stacy kept eating at the pussy until Bernedette grabbed.her hard by" the air and pulled her face out of her crotch.
"That was very good slave. Now, I want you to go over there and lick Michele's asshole," Bernedette said.
There was a dreaminess to Bernedette's voice that betrayed her afterglow. The edge of her cruel tone had been dulled by the appeasement of her passion.
Michele nodded that it was okay with her and moved so that she was on her hands and knees in the grass.
Michele turned so that her ass was pointing toward Stacy and the black haired girl immediately stood and walked to Michele.
Stacy knelt behind Michele and Michele reached back to pull the cheeks of her own ass apart as far as they would go.
Stacy could feel her clit throb hard as she saw the thick crop of dark hair that grew in the crack of Michele's ass.
The hair was thickest in a ring around the asshole, where Stacy could see the pink anus quivering with anticipation.
Michele could feel her asshole tingling and burning as her new slave knelt at her rear end complacently.
Michele was starting to think that she would like to play dominatrix bitch too. It seemed like fun when Bernedette did it.
"LICK MY ASSHOLE!" Michele ordered. Her command voice was not as authoritative as Bernedette's but it turned out to be equally effective.
Stacy pressed her nose and her mouth right up into the taut crack of Michele's ass so that she could tongue the sphincter.
Stacy parted her lips and shot her tongue out between them, driving the tongue tip well inside the anus, forcing the sphincter muscle to open a bit to allow that unexpected penetration.
Michele grunted. "I said lick it, not stick it in," Michele screamed: She didn't like the idea of her slave being so presumptuous.
It was Michele's turn to be sadistic. She cut a wicked fart right in Stacy's face making the little black haired girl sputter and draw back with her face for a moment.
Michele laughed heartily and turned to face Stacy.
Michele slapped the little girl across the face four times.
She hit Stacy hard enough to send her falling back into the grass.
Michele had struck her twice on either cheek. Twice with her palm, and twice with the knuckles on the back of her hand.
Both of Stacy's cheeks were reddened by the blows and she used her tongue to make sure that none of her teeth were loosened.
Stacy was pleased to find that all of her back teeth were still firmly rooted in the pink gums.
"You must always do exactly as I say!" Michele screamed, rising to her feet so she could tower over the now cowering slave.
"Okay. It will never happen again. I'm sorry. I guess I was just a little over-anxious or something," Stacy managed to say.
She was pleased with herself. Stacy was sure that she would have difficulty speaking, but she hadn't stammered once.
In fact, she hadn't stammered since she had taken off her clothes. She wondered if being naked actually had something to do with her sudden ability to speak freely and comfortably without fear of being laughed at.
She felt degraded and humiliated by Bernedette and Michele. But Stacy found that she liked the degradation.
Being a sex slave was the most fun she had ever had.
"I've got an idea!" Bernedette said suddenly.
"What?" Michele asked.
"My folks are going away tonight."
"For how long?"
"Coming back tomorrow morning."
"Let's take this one to your house!"
"My thoughts precisely," Bernedette said. And they all dressed.
The three girls made their way over to Bernedette's house. Her mother and father were still there, her father having just gotten home from work.
But they would soon be gone. The old man was just going to change his clothes and off they would go to Aunt Martha's.
They had to spend the night because Mr. Wellington had night blindness and Mrs. Wellington didn't know how to drive a car.
Aunt Martha lived right on the bank of Lake Ontario, near a beach called Manitou.
"Hi Mom, Pop," Bernedette said cheerfully. "You know Michele. This is Stacy, another girl on the track team."
Stacy nodded shyly. She could feel the front of her body still sticky from Bernedette's piss and was praying that Mr. and Mrs. Wellington would not be able to smell her.
But neither parent seemed to notice anything unusual, "You know where the food is," was all Mrs. Wellington had to say about Bernedette's guests and within fifteen minutes the three girls were alone in the house.
"Come on, let's go up to my bedroom. That's where I keep all of my sex toys," Bernedette said loudly.
The little blonde charged up the stairs taking them two at a time and was followed by the other two who were more willing to take their time getting upstairs.
Once in Bernedette's bedroom the three once again took off all of their clothes.
"Get on your back in the center of my bed," Bernedette said to Stacy. Stacy of course did this without a peep of protest.
Bernedette then went into her parents' room and returned holding four pieces of copper wire.
"Put your arms back over your head," Bernedette said.
When Stacy did this Bernedette grabbed her right wrist and pressed it tightly against the bedpost.
She then wrapped one of the pieces of copper wire around Stacy's slim wrist and the bedpost at the same time.
She obviously didn't give a shit whether or not she hurt Stacy.
She tied the wire as tightly as she could get it.
Stacy felt it biting into her flesh painfully.
The wire was cutting off the circulation of blood to little Stacy Turner's hand, making her numb.
She wiggled her fingers with fear and found that her knuckles were getting stiffer as the numbness increases.
She could feel the tingling of pins and needles in the fingertips of her right hand for a moment.
Then Stacy could feel nothing at all. Soon she had no sensation in the entire hand and she could not move her fingers.
She didn't have to look at that hand to know that her fingers had slowly turned a deep purple.
By this time Bernedette had crossed the foot of the bed to the other side and had grabbed the left wrist.
The cute little naked blonde teenager moved on the balls of her feet – circling her prey like a cat.
When both hands were bound securely, so that the elbows were locked in the straight position, Bernedette moved to the foot of the bed.
Michele was sitting in the blonde's desk chair, leaning back with her knees parted very far. She was stroking the insides of her thighs lightly with her fingertips, feeling the savage ache return to her pussy.
Soon Michele was rubbing her fingers up and down her slit, making her fingertips moist with her juice.
She worked her middle finger in between her rapidly swelling inner lips and began to penetrate herself.
Bernedette grabbed Stacy by both of her ankles at the same time and pulled them apart so she could tie her ankles to the posts at the foot of the bed, which was tougher because her feet didn't quite reach.
But soon Stacy found herself held fast in the spread eagle position.
She could not move her arms and legs at all by this time.
She knew that there would be ugly red rings around her wrists and ankles that would last for days after the wires were removed.
At this point Bernedette walked over to her bedroom closet and opened the door.
On the inside of the door was a full-length mirror. Bernedette looked at herself and winked before reaching up to the shelf at the very top of the closet where she had about ten labeled shoeboxes.
Bernedette pulled down the one labeled "TOYS."
She flipped the cardboard lid off the box and smiled as she found the toy she had been looking for.
It was an eight inch dildo made out of hard black rubber.
The dildo had been molded to look just like a real cock.
It was very thick and Stacy's eyes went wide when she saw it.
There was a belt attached to the base of the fake cock designed to go around Bernedette's round hips.
She stepped through the belt and pulled the dildo up so that it was sticking out straight from her loins.
"Baby, I am going to pop.your cherry wide open," Bernedette said throwing back her head with a cruel laugh.
Stacy could feel the blood draining from her face.
She couldn't imagine that black pole fitting inside her.
"You aren't going to stick that in me, are you?" Stacy asked. Her voice trembled but she did not stammer.
"Of course I am, you stupid slave," Bernedette said.
"But it will tear me apart!" Stacy protested, feeling the cold sweat once again oozing from every pore in her body.
"Shut up, cunt," Michele added. "Another word out of you and I'll give you a knuckle sandwich."
Michele stood up and waved a fist in the air just to emphasize her point.
Stacy bit her bottom lips and told herself to be quiet.
She knew that the girls were not in the mood to show her mercy.
There was no way she could free herself from the stringent bondage.
Every time she struggled against the wires they seemed to grip at her wrists and ankles even tighter.
Bernedette had positioned the dildo so the base would press directly against her clit when she fucked with it.
In this manner the pretty little blonde would receive pleasure from the act – just as if it were really her cock.
Bernedette strutted around the bedroom for a while looking at the eight inch hard-on waving in front of her.
She then moved up on the bed and got on her hands and knees, straddling her bold little sex slave.
Bernedette was actually a little shorter than Stacy, but they were very close to the same height.
Bernedette placed the palms of her hands flat on the bedspread next to each of Stacy's forced-open armpits.
She then kicked her legs out straight behind her, putting the weight on her chubby toes, which were arched, just like when she did push-ups to strengthen her arms and back.
She moved her hips so that the tip of the ebony pole was touching the swollen flesh of Stacy's virgin cunt.
The little black haired girl knew that her virginity only had a couple of seconds to live. Stacy knew that a part of her was about to be torn away from her. She knew that it was a part of her that would never grow back.
She felt as if she were being stripped of her childhood.
At the same time she was about to graduate into womanhood.
That rubber pole was going to touch her in places where she had never been touched before. In fact, Stacy suspected correctly, it was going to touch her in deep internal places she didn't even know she had.
Bernedette supported her weight exclusively with her left arm so she could reach back with her right hand and guide the tip of the thick rubber cock.
Stacy could feel her fear fading as her desire grew.
She could feel her clit poke out from under its foreskin.
Her pussy juices were flowing freely once again, which she knew would ease the inevitable initial vaginal penetration.
She could feel her pussy flesh fully engorged, which meant both sets of lips were at maximum elasticity.
Bernedette rubbed the tip of the black rubber cock up and down Stacy's cunt slit very patiently.
"Please stick it in me!" Stacy said, her voice trembling as she felt sharp throbs in her poontang.
"Tell me how much you want it, slave," Stacy said, twisting up one corner of her mouth into a half-smile.
"Oh, Bernedette, I want it more than I've ever wanted anything before," Stacy said, her eyes looking sincere.
'Tell me more! I love it," Bernedette said, rubbing the tip of the dildo against her slave's clitoris.
"If you stick that thing inside me, I'll do whatever you and Michele please," Stacy said with equal sincerity.
"You bet your sweet ass, you will," Michele said with a little laugh, once again playing with herself.
Michele was stroking her nipples with the fingers of her right hand while she ran the side of her left hand up and down her swollen quim lips.
Bernedette lowered the head of the dildo to the base of Stacy's incredibly tight, swollen, virgin cunt.
She worked her hips back and forth a little bit and began to press down with her round creamy hips.
Stacy still could not figure out how that thick ebony pole was ever going to fit inside little old her.
It seemed like a simple matter of physics to the little girl. You just can't put a square peg in a round hole.
For what seemed to Stacy like a long time she felt the pressure increasing on her curled back inner labia.
But her inner cunt lips did not open to let the cock inside.
Stacy feared that it really wasn't going to fit.
She knew Bernedette would be very frustrated if she tried to pop her precious cherry and failed.
Stacy strained against the wires that bound her.
She arched her back as sharply as she could just then.
Stacy pressed the back of her head against the bed.
She thrust upward with her own slim dark hips.
Stacy Turner did not have a great deal of pubic hair either.
Once the penetration began it all happened very quickly.
Stacy was not prepared for the rapidity of the violation.
Her inner lips stretched open until the flesh was pulled taut.
For a fraction of a second she could feel the tip of the thick black pole pressing against her hymen.
Then there was a horrible pain in Stacy's pussy – bad enough to make her scream out with agony.
Her eyes closed very tightly and her mouth fell open as she felt the hymen tear away from her pussy walls.
There was an audible tearing sound just before Stacy screamed, and this was followed by a sigh of satisfaction from Bernedette. Michele moaned as she began to work three fingers in and out of her own pussy as she watched the hot S and M action.
Michele dabbed the tip of her right forefinger against the throbbing erection at the top of her slit.
In this manner she brought herself right to the edge of orgasm, but didn't allow her to tip over into bliss.
Whenever she felt the explosions preparing to begin inside her cunt she pulled her finger away.
She did not maintain the all important direct contact with the center of her womanly pleasure long enough to allow release.
Michele liked to stay right at the edge of orgasm for as long as possible. She was a tease when she touched herself.
She had found that she gave herself the best orgasms when her willpower allowed her to wait for climax.
Besides, the dark haired girl leaning back in the desk chair with her legs spread wanted to come with the other's and she could tell she was a little bit ahead so she slowed her caresses.
Stacy could feel the pain shooting up and down her spine.
Every muscle in her body was tensed and trembling.
Her lips quivered as they pulled back over her teeth.
Tears welled up in her dark eyes and oozed onto her cheekbones.
Those droplets of saltwater ran down the sides of her nose.
Her olive complexioned cheeks were stained by their tracks.
The tears made it all the way to the corners of her mouth.
Stacy could feel something warm and sticky inside her pussy mixing with her natural lubrication.
It a moment of raw horror the little black haired girl realized that this was her blood she was feeling.
She could tell that the little trickle of fluid draining from the base of her, cunt had turned pink.
Stacy knew that she was going to make a stain on the bedspread and prayed that Bernedette would not be angry.
Stacy was pleased to find that the worst of the pain from her popped cherry faded rather quickly.
The sharp pain from the torn hymen faded within a matter of seconds into a dull, throbbing ache.
This ache blended perfectly with the ache of desire Stacy was experiencing deep inside her pussy hole.
She could feel the tip of the dildo moving deeper inside her and she continued to press upward.
The little black haired girl knew that it would be no easy chore to complete the already started violation.
Stacy could tell that Bernedette wasn't going to stop pressing down with her hips until the entire black rubber dildo had forced its way inside.
Stacy's inner cunt was tight and shriveled close from lack of use.
It had to be pried open with the tip of the fake cock.
Stacy could feel a new magic spot forming inside her cunt.
There was a bail of fire on the top wall of her fuck hole.
The spot was very close to the mouth of her womb.
Stacy yearned to feel the dildo bang against her dimpled cervix.
She knew that she was going to have a womanly orgasm the second that deep contact was made. She whimpered.
They both yearned together to feel Stacy's grossly stretched inner cunt lips gripping at the base of the dildo. Stacy could feel the cock moving inside her a fraction of an inch at a time.
Bernedette pushed down hard.
The blonde winced.
Her face reddened.
Her ass cheeks tensed.
She pressed her buttocks tightly together.
The spasms started inside Stacy's cunt and this time she knew that they were going to grow rather than fade away.
Then the tip of the fake cock banged hard against the mouth of her womb on the top wall of her fuck hole.
This started the explosions inside Stacy's pussy, and she knew she was having her very first orgasm.
She could feel the mind-boggling sensation roaring through her body, all the way to her spinning head.
She thought that the bed was flying up into the air, with her still bound spread-eagle on top of it.
She tossed her head from side to side, now drenched with sweat.
The come was on the short and sharp side, but Stacy could tell that it was only the first of many she would have during the course of the lesbian fuck.
As her inner cunt muscles convulsed with orgasm, they also loosened and relaxed a great deal.
This made the tip of the cock move inside her more swiftly and it was only seconds later that the bound little girl with the bleeding pussy could feel the tip of that ebony pole pressing against the back wall of her vagina.
Bernedette was arching her back, with both arms once again supporting her upper torso. This enabled the pretty sex slave to look between their bodies and see how much of the dildo was left to enter.
She could see that half of the fake cock still was yet to enter and already she felt filled to the brim.
Her cunt hole felt filled to capacity both lengthwise and widthwise and she was sure she would tear open.
But the elasticity of her cunt flesh was a pleasant surprise as she felt herself stretch open even further so the whole thing moved into her.
Bernedette pressed down with her round creamy hips until her pubic bone was pressed against Stacy's.
Just as they had hoped, the little black haired girl's inner cunt lips were gripping the base of the dildo.
Stacy thought that her blonde dominatrix bitch would begin her in and out fucking motion right away.
But instead Bernedette continued to press down with her hips, giving the illusion of even deeper vaginal penetration.
Stacy could tell that the girl would not have to fuck her for long before she had her second orgasm.
And the bound slave could tell already that her second come was going to be even more extraordinary than the first.
Stacy gyrated her hips in a slow circle so that the inner walls of Stacy's cunt were stretched in every possible direction, maximizing her pleasure.
It seemed like an eternity to the little black haired girl before the blonde pulled up with her hips.
Bernedette drew the fake rubber cock out of Stacy's cunt until once again only the molded glans was between her grossly parted inner labia.
Bernedette paused at the top of her stroke and took a deep breath – completely filling her lungs with air.
She then slammed down with her hips as hard as she could, again tensing the muscles in her buttocks.
Bernedette was pressing the supple cheeks of her ass together so hard no pressure could have pried them apart.
She drove all eight inches of the incredibly thick cock into Stacy's bleeding cunt in one fell swoop.
Stacy's cunt made a sloppy splashing and sucking noise as the fake phallus pushed through the wet flesh.
Stacy emptied her lungs with a harsh grunting noise.
Her eyes opened very wide from the shock of the violation.
Her cunt made a funny farting noise as gas bubbles were forced from the hole by the stabbing fuck.
Stacy's eyes bulged outward, and felt for a moment like they would pop right out of their sockets.
She cried.
More from shock than pain.
One second her cunt was empty.
And then it was full!
Stacy began to fuck the little girl with a slow steady motion, feeling her inner lips pulling out and pushing in with the motion of the now wet dildo.
Stacy looked through teary eyes at the cock as it moved in and out of her cunt and could see her own blood.
There was a thin film of blood and natural lubrication all over the fake cock, but it had gathered thickest in a ring about the base.
After three or four strokes Stacy could feel her cunt explode into her second come of the fuck.
She once again screamed – this time in complete joy.
Her black eyelashes pressed hard against her cheekbones.
The corners of her mouth turned into an ecstatic smile.
"FUCK ME HARDER!" Stacy wailed in a high-pitched shriek.
Bernedette was careful to use the entire length of the dildo with each fuck stroke, taking advantage of its length.
She wanted her bleeding sex slave to feel all eight inches working in and out of her ravaged pussy.
Stacy began to snap of comes at an amazing rate.
Bernedette was fucking very hard, feeling the base of her pole pressing against her throbbing clit.
Michele, sitting near the bedroom wall, placed her finger directly on her little man in the boat.
This time she did not pull it away when the savage throbbing spasms began inside her dripping cooze.
She left her finger there and began to roll her own clitoris in a rapid, though small, circle until she came.
Stacy got to the point where she could no longer tell when one orgasm ended and the next one began.
Her comes were running into one another by this time.
She felt like she were having one continuous come, rather than a series of shorter ones strung together.
Faster and faster.
Harder and harder.
Stacy lost count of her comes.
Numbers seemed unimportant.
It was about five minutes into the fuck before Bernedette cranked her hip movements into high gear.
She began to fuck the little girl's drooling quim as hard and fast as she could, feeling the massage of her own clit making her own orgasm an inevitability.
Bernedette could feel Stacy's inner cunt muscles clasping and tugging at the shaft of the dildo every time she drew upward with her hips.
Finally Bernedette felt herself start to come and rammed the cock as deep as she could get it in the hole.
They pressed their loins tightly together as this last violation triggered Stacy's final come of the fuck.
This pleased the little black haired girl because it meant she and her lover would come together.
Stacy felt as if there were only one orgasm and they were all sharing it as they simultaneously climaxed.
Both Bernedette and Stacy trembled violently and screamed out together with their physical joy.
And then the moment of passion was over and Bernedette fell limp on top of Stacy, catching her breath.
Both girl's listened to their breathing and their heartbeats slowly returning to normal. Stacy's cunt burned.
With her passion appeased for the moment, Stacy was aware for the first time of just how much her cunt hurt.
She could tell that her pussy was going to be sore for a couple of days from the brutal ravaging it had received.
Bernedette left the cock inside her pussy for a moment before withdrawing and rolling over onto her back off of her slave.
"That was wonderful," Stacy said, her afterglow making her voice sound far-away and dreamy in texture.
"It's only beginning," Michele said, pulling her fingers away from her soupy honey pot and raising them to her face.
Michele held her fingers so she could see how wet and slippery they were.
She sniffed them and licked them clean.
"Give me the dildo, Bernedette," Michele said abruptly, rising from her straight-backed desk chair.
Bernedette swung her legs over the side of the bed.
She had both her knees and her ankles together as she did this.
The tip of the fake cock was sticking up at the ceiling.
The shaft was running parallel to Bernedette's flat tummy.
She rose to her feet and sighed, as she savored her own glow.
She pulled the strapped dildo over her toes and held it by the belt as she handed it to Michele.
"You might want to wipe it Bernedette said, seeing the amount of blood and cunt cream the pole had accumulated.
"Oh, I have a slave to do my cleaning for me," Michele said.
The wires were removed from Stacy's wrists and ankles.
"First you lick it clean," Michele said to Stacy, making a hissing sound like a snake between her teeth. "And then you take it up the ass!"