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cage with a sore tongue and two pleased Mistresses. Which is it to be, girl? Don’t make me wait any longer.”
Miriam glanced up at Sandra, her lips curved in a half smile. Sandra stood behind the kneeling slave, and attempted to feign indifference or relaxation. Inside she was a riot of anticipation and wild lust. Her hands shook with the same pulse she could feel in her burning clit. She grasped both of Sophie’s wrists, bringing them to rest behind the girl’s back, and gently nudged her forward.
With the tiniest of hesitations the slave resisted, then gave in, allowing herself to be guided forward. “There you go, girl,” Sandra murmured. “Just obey now.”
Sandra’s eyes, glazed with lust, locked with Miriam’s. “See, she just needed some gentle guidance, Miriam.”
Something passed between the two noblewomen, then Miriam looked down at Sophie. “I want that tongue right in, girl. No more delaying. Get started.”
The girl whimpered, then further sound was muffled as she pressed her face to the Lady’s sex. The woman’s dripping juices were smeared across Sophie’s cheeks, mixing with her tears.
Miriam’s hand cupped the back of Sophie’s skull, the delicate fingers grasping the rich chocolate plaits. “Faster, girl. Lick between the lips first, then suck the clit. Ah! That’s it!”
Sandra knelt down behind Sophie, keeping the slave girl’s wrists pinioned behind her back. She whispered in the girl’s ear. “Use your tongue and your lips on all of her, Sophie. Lick her everywhere. Lower now.”
Sophie stiffened, her arms twisting in Sandra’s strong grip.
Sandra laughed, whispering even more softly. “Yes, even there, Sophie. Lick her bottom hole too. If you don’t I’ll have to tell your Mistress, and she’ll cane you until your buttocks bleed.”
Miriam’s fingers clenched the girl’s hair in a harsh grip. The Lady threw her head back, her eyes closed, as she splayed her own glistening labia wider for Sophie’s reluctant tongue. “Oh Gods, you’re good at this, Sophie! Who would believe a virgin could eat pussy like this? Gods, more!”
The Lady ground Sophie’s face into her sex, making the girl whimper against the soaking flesh. “More! Faster, or I’ll whip you raw, girl!”
Sandra leaned closer, the tip of her tongue darting out to lick Sophie’s earlobe. “Do it. Obey your Mistress, Sophie. Make her spend all over your pretty face.” Sandra placed kisses along Sophie’s throat, behind her ear. “Then you’ll take care of me, girl. Don’t think your duty is done when she orgasms.”
Miriam’s grip tightened further.”Oh fuck! Yes! YES!”
She ground Sophie’s face into her dripping sex, mashing the girl’s nose against her clit. Sophie cried out into the soaking flesh, her tongue deep between the swollen lips.
Miriam shrieked, her thighs trembling, as the sounds of Sophie’s frantic tonguing of her sex grew louder and wetter. Then, with a shuddering sigh, Miriam released Sophie’s hair. She collapsed back onto the bed, her breath labored, a lazy grin on her face. She pushed sweaty tresses out of her eyes, attempting to return her hair to a semblance of normalcy.
Sandra released the girl’s arms and stood, a pleased look on her fair face. “You drenched her, Miriam! I think she nearly drowned.”
Sophie hung her head, the tears sprinkling onto her naked thighs. Her arms were limp at her sides, her posture one of humiliated defeat.
Miriam rolled to her side on the bed, smoothing her dress back down over her hip, but leaving the tantalizing lengths of her thighs bared. She cradled her head in one hand, regarding the forlorn slave. “I think it’s time you expressed your gratitude to our guest as well, don’t you think?”
Sandra, hiking her dress up her shapely legs, moved in front of the kneeling girl. She placed her hand on Sophie’s tear-stained cheek “Now then, Sophie. Be a good girl now.”
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Miriam glanced up at Sandra, her lips curved in a half smile. Sandra stood behind the kneeling slave, and attempted to feign indifference or relaxation. Inside she was a riot of anticipation and wild lust. Her hands shook with the same pulse she could feel in her burning clit. She grasped both of Sophie’s wrists, bringing them to rest behind the girl’s back, and gently nudged her forward.
With the tiniest of hesitations the slave resisted, then gave in, allowing herself to be guided forward. “There you go, girl,” Sandra murmured. “Just obey now.”
Sandra’s eyes, glazed with lust, locked with Miriam’s. “See, she just needed some gentle guidance, Miriam.”
Something passed between the two noblewomen, then Miriam looked down at Sophie. “I want that tongue right in, girl. No more delaying. Get started.”
The girl whimpered, then further sound was muffled as she pressed her face to the Lady’s sex. The woman’s dripping juices were smeared across Sophie’s cheeks, mixing with her tears.
Miriam’s hand cupped the back of Sophie’s skull, the delicate fingers grasping the rich chocolate plaits. “Faster, girl. Lick between the lips first, then suck the clit. Ah! That’s it!”
Sandra knelt down behind Sophie, keeping the slave girl’s wrists pinioned behind her back. She whispered in the girl’s ear. “Use your tongue and your lips on all of her, Sophie. Lick her everywhere. Lower now.”
Sophie stiffened, her arms twisting in Sandra’s strong grip.
Sandra laughed, whispering even more softly. “Yes, even there, Sophie. Lick her bottom hole too. If you don’t I’ll have to tell your Mistress, and she’ll cane you until your buttocks bleed.”
Miriam’s fingers clenched the girl’s hair in a harsh grip. The Lady threw her head back, her eyes closed, as she splayed her own glistening labia wider for Sophie’s reluctant tongue. “Oh Gods, you’re good at this, Sophie! Who would believe a virgin could eat pussy like this? Gods, more!”
The Lady ground Sophie’s face into her sex, making the girl whimper against the soaking flesh. “More! Faster, or I’ll whip you raw, girl!”
Sandra leaned closer, the tip of her tongue darting out to lick Sophie’s earlobe. “Do it. Obey your Mistress, Sophie. Make her spend all over your pretty face.” Sandra placed kisses along Sophie’s throat, behind her ear. “Then you’ll take care of me, girl. Don’t think your duty is done when she orgasms.”
Miriam’s grip tightened further.”Oh fuck! Yes! YES!”
She ground Sophie’s face into her dripping sex, mashing the girl’s nose against her clit. Sophie cried out into the soaking flesh, her tongue deep between the swollen lips.
Miriam shrieked, her thighs trembling, as the sounds of Sophie’s frantic tonguing of her sex grew louder and wetter. Then, with a shuddering sigh, Miriam released Sophie’s hair. She collapsed back onto the bed, her breath labored, a lazy grin on her face. She pushed sweaty tresses out of her eyes, attempting to return her hair to a semblance of normalcy.
Sandra released the girl’s arms and stood, a pleased look on her fair face. “You drenched her, Miriam! I think she nearly drowned.”
Sophie hung her head, the tears sprinkling onto her naked thighs. Her arms were limp at her sides, her posture one of humiliated defeat.
Miriam rolled to her side on the bed, smoothing her dress back down over her hip, but leaving the tantalizing lengths of her thighs bared. She cradled her head in one hand, regarding the forlorn slave. “I think it’s time you expressed your gratitude to our guest as well, don’t you think?”
Sandra, hiking her dress up her shapely legs, moved in front of the kneeling girl. She placed her hand on Sophie’s tear-stained cheek “Now then, Sophie. Be a good girl now.”
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