Tulia and
Amanda
By Tulia and Powerone
Copyright 2007
Chapter 1
The
Kidnapping
Tulia stood naked
in front of mirror thinking of what to wear. It was cloudy and windy outside. The summer
was getting closer but it was still too cold for this time of the year. She turned around and looked at her ass in the
mirror smiling. If there was a part of
her body she loved, it was her butt. Round and sweet, she thought, touching her
buttocks. Her legs weren’t bad either. She
was spending a lot of time outside walking, sometimes jogging or going to gym. And it paid off. She wouldn’t mind if her breasts were a little
bit bigger. It’s not like her tits were
small. At the moment her nipples were
very sensitive, and she felt horny. Staying home and playing with herself seemed
like a good idea. She could skip the
first lecture. It was boring anyway and
the weather was bad either.
She was petite, her
brown hair quite short, barely touching the shoulders. A round face and big brown eyes made her
look more like a girl then a young woman. She usually wore casual clothes and rarely put
on make-up, preferring to stay a little bit longer in the bed in the morning. It only emphasized the impression of her being
teenager, even though she would turn 21 this summer. Since she preferred wearing
sexy clothes in the summer, she wished it was summer all year long.
That was probably
her downfall, her sweet innocence and young body. Tulia wasn’t even sure how it happened, it
coming swiftly one day. She was waiting
for the bus to the University, the only one that late in the day. She had one class on Friday at 2 in the
afternoon. Her nose pushed into her book
while she waited for the bus, she barely noticed the blue van that drove by
twice and then parked across the street from her. She glanced at her watch,
still ten minutes before the bus would arrive. Tulia mentally scolded herself for leaving so
early.
Her head pulled up
from her book when she heard the van slam on its brakes, startled by the loud
noise. She barely had time to do
anything but gasp when the vans door opened and two men rushed out towards
her. Before she knew it, they roughly
covered her lips with a rag, her head growing dizzy as the strange aroma on the
rag raced from her nose to her brain. That
was the last thing she remembered.
When she awoke,
Tulia felt the pounding in her head and the dryness in her mouth, looking
around the sparsely furnished room, sprawled out on a large bed.
An older girl gave her a drink of water and an
aspirin, Tulia’s mind still fuzzy, she fell back to sleep in only seconds. When she woke up again, it was dark, the same
girl sat on the bed next to her with only the light in the hall reflecting off
of her.
“Where am I? Who are you?” Tulia wasn’t scared, though she should have been. It was though she knew Amanda would protect
her. Or hoped she would. The girl looked a couple of years older than
Tulia and much prettier, though Tulia never considered herself
a beauty.
“I’m Amanda and you are in the Masters house.” Amanda let it sink in. “Master Michael.”
“Master?”
Tulia tried to sit up, her head still fuzzy.
“Yes, he is our Master. We are here for his pleasure.” Amanda said it without an expression as if it
was a given in life.
“I’m not anyone’s slave,” Tulia protested.
“Than why are you not home in your own bed? The Master had you followed for weeks,
planning the precise moment he would kidnap you. You never even realized his interest in
you.” It had been the same with Amanda
over a year ago. Amanda had the same
disbelief that anyone could be a slave, but over time she accepted the fact and
in some cases almost relished the role.
After all, she had no cares in the world except to bring pleasure to
Michael. All of her physical needs were
satisfied as long as she satisfied Michael’s sexual needs and pleasures. If she didn’t, punishment was quick and
severe. She had learned early on that it
didn’t pay to be defiant.
“Am I close to home?”
It was much warmer, Tulia not sure where she was. It felt like it was summer.
“Far from it.
You are on a small island, thousands of miles from your home. You have been out for over a day. Michael owns the island and everyone on
it. His power is absolute and cruel if
you don’t obey.” Amanda tried to warn
Tulia, but she knew that Tulia would test her boundaries first until Michael
punished her. “Take a shower and get ready.
There are clothes for you in the bathroom. Michael wants to see us in an hour. He is very strict on punctuality.”
Tulia wasn’t sure what was going on, but she would
play along until she could figure out a way to escape. Amanda seemed nice, a strange bond between
them. She went into the shower, glad to
get under the hot water, letting it cascade over her naked body as she thought
of what Amanda had said. For the pleasure of Master Michael. What would he do to her? Or what would she have to do? While she wasn’t a virgin, she didn’t have
much sexual experience. She put on the blouse
and jeans that were laid out, Tulia surprised that they fit so well. Amanda was waiting for her when she stepped
out of the bathroom.
“Let’s go, I don’t want to be late.” Amanda pulled Tulia out of the room and down
the hall.
Tulia scanned the hallways and rooms as she followed
Amanda, memorizing the floor plan for when she would escape. They came to the end of the hall, two large
wooden doors gracing it regally. Amanda
opened the door, the hinges creaked ominously.
The room inside was huge, looking more like a bedroom than a living
room, the massive four poster bed the most prominent feature of the room. Generously scattered about the room were also
couches, chairs, tables and footstools, a handsome older man sitting in one of
them staring back at Tulia.
“Welcome to my home Tulia.” Michael smiled at the young girl, looking
much prettier in person than the impersonal pictures that the men had taken of
her. He gazed at her body, enjoying the
way the clothes seemed to fit her so tightly, hugging her sexy frame.
“Why have you brought me here against my will?” Tulia was almost too bold, wishing she could
take it back once it escaped from her lips.
Michael had two blue piercing eyes that seemed to bore into her
soul. And he was handsome for middle
aged man. He had to be at least mid
forties, old to a girl that was twenty one.
He had strong arms, the thin sweater hugging the muscles. He had a chiseled face that was tanned from
years in the sun, a five o’clock shadow made him even sexier. What concerned Tulia was the glint in his
eyes as he gazed at her.
“Did you inform Tulia the punishment for
insolence?” Michael’s voice boomed at
Amanda. “Or for disobedience?”
“Yes Master,” Amanda hiding her head in shame.
“You are my property Tulia. To do with as I see fit. If I want, I can make you disappear forever
and no one would be the wiser. You are
not even in the same hemisphere where you lived. You are now on an island where
my authority is absolute. While I may
desire you Tulia, do not take that as any indication that I will not punish
you. I can get the same amount of
pleasure from your lovely body by punishing it as I can from getting pleasure from
it. It is up to you to decide which you
would rather have.” Michael’s voice was
absolute.
Tulia began to get scared, the powerful man intimidating
her. And it looked like Amanda could do
little to protect herself. She had no
choice but to do what he wanted. At
least until she could find his weakness.
She didn’t say anything, her silence an acceptance to his power.
Amanda put her arms around Tulia. "You
have to obey Michael or he will punish you. I can help you."
Michael stared at the young girl, seeing her shivering in fear as Amanda
whispered in her ear.
"You're going to have to take off your
jeans. He wants to see you in your panties. It won’t be so bad, after all, you will still have your panties on.
Here I'll help you." Amanda knew
that Michael wanted to see his latest slave naked.
Tulia felt the older girl’s hand move to her waist,
undoing the belt, a deft snap and the jeans were open. Tulia stood still
until she felt the girl’s hand on her zipper, Tulia's hand grasping the older
girl’s hand. "Please, I can't”.
Amanda put her arm around Tulia. "Let me
pull your zipper down. We'll take off your jeans and then I will too.
Both of us will be in our panties." She felt Tulia's hand
relax. "That's a good girl. Look, Michael is smiling. He is
happy with you. Don't make him angry." Amanda pulled the
zipper down, her hand rubbing over the silky panties as she slid it down.
She pulled the two sides of her jeans aside, exposing the pure white panties to
Michael's gaze.
Tulia felt so vulnerable, standing with her jeans
half off, Amanda's hand on her abdomen, Michael stared lustily at both of them.
"Now be a good girl and take off your jeans."
Amanda's hand slid over her jeans, opening them up until she was exposed as
Tulia was.
"I can't," Tulia began to sob, ashamed as
Michael sat and watched her with such lust in his eyes. What would he do to her? Would she have to be naked in front of him?
"Now be a big girl and take them off. You
don't want Michael to punish you. I heard some girls got whipped for
refusing. And he whipped their sex. It really hurts."
Amanda slid Tulia’s jeans down in the back as Tulia began to help her, sobbing
louder now as she pushed them down over her ass, her feet finally kicking them aside.
She looked at Tulia, standing there in
her panties, her clenched fists at her side, her eyes downcast, not wanting to
see Michael's eyes on her body.
Amanda stepped out of her jeans as well, seeing the
pleased look in Michael's eyes. Amanda spun Tulia around, her perfect ass
revealed to Michael. Amanda pushed one hand in front of Tulia on her
abdomen, her other hand on Tulia's back. "Bend over a bit and stick
out your ass." She pushed on Tulia's body. Tulia’s pert ass
cheeks were pushed out as she bent over, her sobbing increasing.
"Now hold it like that so Michael can see your
ass." Amanda's hand roamed freely over Tulia's ass, the bent over
position making Tulia's cheeks so taut. "Michael wants you to spread
your legs. Just a bit." Amanda pushed her foot between Tulia's
ankles, banging one harshly until Tulia obeyed, her foot shuffling over, her crying
now turning to sobbing. "Hold still now.” Amanda ran her finger down Tulia's crack,
pushing her panties into the deep groove. She felt Tulia begin to move,
slapping Tulia's ass hard. "I said hold still. Michael wants
to see you better. I'm going to push your panties into your crack and
slit. There that's not so bad.," her finger pushed the panties into the tight
divide, finding the tiny anus that pulsated beneath the panties, stopping to
feel Tulia shiver from the unfamiliar touch on such a intimate place.
"Have you ever had a boy touch your asshole Tulia?"
She pushed with her finger harder against the tiny hole, a gasp from Tulia's
lips, then the sobbing grew louder.
"NNNNO, please don't touch me there."
She felt so ashamed, imagining how it must look, how Michael must be looking at
her. And the finger felt funny, pressing
against her most intimate hole, Tulia almost able to feel the blood pulsating
in the finger.
"Don't worry Tulia, I'm a girl just like
you. It's not like Michael is doing it." She pushed hard, shoving
the thin panties in her tight hole.
Amanda could feel the hole fighting the intrusion.
Tulia was glad when Amanda’s finger pulled away from
her backside, it burned when Amanda tried to shove her panties insider her
backside. The panties were still stuck between her cheeks, feeling
discerning. But she had more to worry about, Amanda, pushing her over
more, Tulia feeling obscene as her ass pushed up, Amanda's hand sliding her
panties into her slit.
“NO, please stop” Tulia shouted and fell to her knees
crying like a baby, her eyes shut, her arms now holding her legs tight.
Amanda kneeled down beside her, petting her on the
head wiping the tears away. “You don’t
want Michael to get angry, do you?” she whispered into Tulia’s ear kissing her
on the cheek.
“I can’t do this. Please don’t make me.” Tulia sobbed in shame, sitting on the floor,
her jeans stripped from her.
“Michael expects us to perform for him. We’ll both be
punished if we don’t.” Amanda was
looking in Tulia’s eyes holding her face in her hands.
“I’ll do it,”
Amanda added looking at Michael for approval, smiling as he nodded. “But you’ll have to help me”. Tulia looked puzzled
at her not understanding what she was talking about. “I will perform for
Michael” Amanda added. “Get up”
Tulia got slowly on her feet not daring to look at Michael
feeling his gaze at her. Amanda was
standing before her holding her hands.
She took a step forward their breast almost
touching now. “Have you ever kissed a girl, Tulia?” she asked pressing her lips
on Tulia’s. The young girl froze, feeling the soft kiss on her lips and hard
nipples pinning her breast as Amanda put her hands around her and grabbed her
ass.
Tulia felt strange, the other girl so close to her. She hesitantly kissed back.
“It wasn’t that bad, was it?” Amanda smiled seeing
Tulia blushing. “You have to help me take off my blouse now” she said bringing Tulia’s
hand to her waist. Tulia obeyed.
Amanda was not wearing a bra, pushing her top up, wanting
to present herself for Michael. “Now my panties,
you have to roll them down. Don’t be
afraid.” Amanda encouraged the
frightened girl.
Tulia closed her eyes and slowly rolled the panties
down. Tears fell down her cheeks again. Amanda stepped out from her panties
kicking them aside.
“Now open your eyes. It’s not like you’ve never seen a
naked girl before. That’s better. Now look very carefully,” Amanda commanded,
turning her own back to Michael. “When
presenting yourself to Michael you have to spread your legs really wide.” She did as she said and then she bowed, grabbing
her ankles. Tulia’s eyes widened seeing
this girl presenting herself so obscenely to a man.
“Spread my buttocks apart, show my anus to Michael” Tulia
heard Amanda talking to her.
“I… I can’t do this, don’t make me,” Tulia was
shocked.
“Would you like to take my place? I’m doing it for you. You could be just a little bit grateful!” Amanda’s
voice becoming impatient. Amanda’s pussy
was wet, eager to feel Tulia’s hands on her ass. “Do it” she commanded.
Tulia put her hands on Amanda’s buttocks feeling her
taut muscles. She slowly spread them apart, looking at the little flower in the
middle as it was revealed. She held them
open as Michael gazed at Tulia with such lust in his eyes.
“Lick my anus. Make it shine for Michael.” Amanda
felt Tulia’s hesitation. “Or would you
rather be whipped instead?”
Tulia saw out of the corner of her eye Michael
smiling, looking not at exposed Amanda but enjoying Tulia’s every movement, her
hesitation and her helplessness. What would he do if she didn’t submit? She shivered in fear. She slowly crouched down behind Amanda, closed
her eyes again and stuck her tongue out. Her mouth felt dry. Her fingers pulled Amanda’s cheeks apart until
the tiny hole was revealed, this time Tulia only inches from it. Her tongue pushed out of her mouth as Tulia
moved her head forward until she touched the anus with tip of her tongue,
clenching her eyes tight. She heard Amanda
moan.
“That’s it, lick it.”
Amanda almost came from the touch, her pussy dripping wet at the thought
of Tulia rimming her asshole.
Tulia began to move her tongue, smelling the scent of
another girl, tasting her arousal. It
felt so strange and perverse, her tongue running around the hole, feeling the
spasms as she licked around the tiny hole.
“Your lips are so soft.” Amanda was almost purring like a cat. “Touch me”
Tulia raised her head, opening her eyes, curiosity overtaking
her. She gently touched Amanda’s anus not sure what was expected from her,
feeling her nipples getting hard at this perverse act. She only hoped Michael didn’t notice anything.
The situation seemed surreal. Like a dream that could any time turn to a
nightmare.
“Now you have to put your finger up my ass.” Amanda’s
voice was trembling from excitement. She
was afraid she could cum at any moment.
The finger pushed against her anus, Amanda loving it when Michael
fingered her tight ass.
“I can’t do it. I will hurt you.” Tulia came back to reality not sure if she
heard right. First licking now this. Although still dressed she felt naked and
vulnerable.
“Don’t worry about me. That’s what Michael wants. You
don’t want to get him angry.” Amanda
couldn’t wait until she felt Tulia’s finger enter her asshole.
Tulia dared to take a look at Michael out of the
corner of her eye. His eyes were glued to
her confirming only that she didn’t want to get him angry. Her face turned red as she pushed the finger
against the small flower between Amanda’s buttocks, hearing Amanda mewing
underneath, her finger suddenly sucked inside the hot passage. Tulia felt
humiliated standing there with her finger in another girl’s butt, hearing Michael
laughing.
“Oh, please sir may I cum.” Amanda pleaded, feeling that she already
reached a point of no return, not sure how it could have happened so fast. She was always so aroused when Michael played
with her asshole. The first time she
hated it, but Michael enjoyed it so much that Amanda learned to love it,
finally learning to cum with just a finger in her asshole.
“No!” Michael
spoke for the first time since they started, denying the pleasure that Amanda
sought.
But Amanda was already deaf to the world, an orgasm hitting
her like rock. She fell down on her knees feeling the next orgasm coming even
without somebody touching her, her body shaking as the pleasure swept through
her body.
Tulia stood there with her finger still in the air,
not comprehending what had just happened. She looked at Amanda as she trembled and then at
Michael, seeing the anger in his face.
“I’m sorry…” Tulia said, not sure what she was sorry
for but fearing Michael’s anger.
Michael got up slowly, taking his time to walk over
to the girls. He looked at Amanda. She was on her knees, shame clearly visible
on her face. Shame, that she displeased him. She dropped her head, staring at
the floor, red in the face, waiting for his decision. Her body glistened in the
light from the room. Small drops of sweat made her almost sparkle. She looked
so sweet, so beautiful and so innocent kneeling before him. But he knew her
better. She was like wild animal that needed to be tamed each time.
Tulia saw Michael getting up. He was much taller then
she thought. He was moving slowly like a cat that was about to hunt. It made
him look much younger that he actually was. He crossed his arms on his chest
looking down at Amanda. Tulia couldn’t take her eyes off of him, feeling
somehow bewitched. And then he turned his head, looking straight into Tulia’s
brown big eyes. She gasped for air. Her breathing became shallow. She felt
dizzy. She was so nervous she could barely stand.
“Amanda, get up! And bring a whip.” He commanded. “It’s time to show our little friend the
consequences of disobeying my orders.” He
was still looking at Tulia, piercing her with his eyes.
Tulia couldn’t stand Michael’s gaze any more. She dropped her head, only to see her own
nipples standing proudly, poking in Michael’s direction. Even her panties were showing a little spot of
her own juices. That made her sink her
head even farther down. She closed her
eyes, hoping he didn’t notice anything. He must be blind if he didn’t notice
anything. The second thought raced
through her brain like a small annoying bug. Her eyes filled with tears again. Not only was she looking like a school girl
but she was also acting like one, crying every time she lost control of a
situation. Not like a young woman that
she considered herself to be.
“Bring two whips,” she heard Michael’s booming voice.
Two? Why two?
What was he planning to do? She didn’t
do anything wrong. Tulia didn’t dare to look up at him, knowing
he was still staring at her. She heard
her heart pounding faster. Small hairs
on her arms were rising and she felt goose bumps covering her body. It only
made her nipples harder, feeling like someone was chewing on them. Her face became red and she shivered.
Michael was looking at Tulia with amazement. It was clear she couldn’t control her own
body’s reaction. She probably didn’t
even understand what was happening to her. The wet spot on her panties became bigger as she
shivered. She would bring him a lot
pleasure, he knew. Her hard nipples
looked so inviting. Even if her breast were quite small, it looked like they
were very sensitive. He would take care
of them later. His cock jerked in his pants
at this thought.
Amanda hurried into the room holding two whips. Her big bare breasts danced in the air as she
was moved quickly towards Michael. She
blushed a bit and bit her lower lip as she handed the whips to him. Her whole
body and every movement were saying: I’m sorry. She knew she wouldn’t avoid punishment and she
accepted her fate long time ago.
“Get into position Amanda.
“Yes Sir,” she answered quickly, feeling her pussy
getting wet.
Tulia opened her eyes, seeing Michael commanding
Amanda, not paying attention to her any more. She took a step back trying to
look as though she wasn’t there. She
wanted to disappear, not sure what he was planning to do. But she was curious too. She had to admit to herself she wouldn’t mind
watching it if she was sure nobody knew she did. You are
a pervert. She thought to herself,
hoping Michael would forget her for a while, taking his time with Amanda. She needed to clear her mind, to think how to
behave, how to survive in this strange new world, even how to escape.
Tulia looked at Amanda, presenting herself again
obscenely for her Master, while he was playing with whips in his hands. How come
she is doing it so willingly, so eagerly? She must be realizing he is going to whip her.
Tulia suddenly remembered Amanda’s
soft hands on her body and her silky lips pressed against her own. It was so….
sexy.
“Take the whip,” Tulia heard Michael’s demanding
voice.
Tulia dreams went away again, his words bringing her
back to the reality. He was handing her one of the whips. She looked puzzled
but obeyed.
“And now use it on Amanda. Make her scream. She must pay for disobeying me. Do you understand?” Michael asked, seeing disbelief in Tulia’s
eyes.
“You want me to hit her?” Tulia looked like a child denied watching
cartoons. Her eyes getting bigger, her
mouth slightly open, showing two rows of white tiny teeth.
“Call me Master or Sir. And yes I want you to hit her as hard as you
can or you’re next. Let me show you.”
Michael took a step towards Amanda. The whip made a loud whoosh, cutting through
the air and landed across Amanda’s butt, leaving a red mark almost instantly. Amanda gasped for air and let out a soft cry
but held the position. Small drops of sweat appeared on her back.
“Now it’s your turn,” Michael said turning towards
Tulia.
He wasn’t kidding, he really meant it. Tulia could tell by the look in Michael’s
eyes. He was used to giving orders and
people following them. She clenched her
fingers around the whip, suddenly wanting to hit him, to punish him for taking
her away from home, for making her take part in this perversion, for making her
so vulnerable. But she didn’t stand a
chance against him. Instead she closed her eyes, took a step forward as Michael
did before and hit Amanda. At least she
thought she did. She missed, spun around
and fell down on the floor.
Michael was watching Tulia carefully. She was an open book, all her feelings and
thoughts clearly visible on her face. For
a second she looked as she would attack him. Then the coward inside her took over control
and she tried to hit Amanda, managing only to fall on the floor. She looked a mess, sitting and sobbing on the
floor. Michael couldn’t stop himself
from laughing, seeing her useless attempts at obeying him. Tulia wasn’t like Amanda. Michael could still remember when Amanda was first
brought to him. She fought like a little
tiger. It took two strong servants and lot
of rope to put her into position he wanted her. Both of the servants looked liked they
survived a bar fight afterwards. Amanda
was biting, kicking, spitting and swearing. Even bound she didn’t lay still as most of the
girls that he had before.
Amanda was brought up by her father and three older
brothers. Her mother passed away when
she was five. She had a great body but
looked and behaved more like a boy, spending most of the time with her
brothers, treating their friends like best buddies. At 23 she still was a
virgin, her brothers guarding her well. They
even thought her how to fight. But it
didn’t protect her from being kidnapped.
Michael wasn’t interested in her at first. A tomboy. But he had to admit she had a great body and a
pretty face. Now he was glad he bought
her. She was worth every penny he paid
for her. But it wasn’t easy to break
her. The whip didn’t work as well as he had
expected. Even if she temporarily
submitted she looked like an angry bull afterwards, ready to fight again. And fight she could. But Michael knew how to tame even the most
stubborn ones. She could fight his
brutality but she couldn’t cope with his tenderness. One way or another they all submitted to him
in the end.
Tulia was sitting on the floor, hearing Michael
loudly laughing. It was so humiliating. Not only was he making her to do as he pleased
but also having fun watching her. It was
even worse then if he had hit her for failing. Tulia felt her face burning in shame. She began to sob again. He was just standing there, having the time of
his life humiliating her. And she
allowed it, she even participated in it. Tulia wished she could disappear forever,
together with her humiliation and shame.
“Get up and continue.” Michael said, still visibly amused. “Did you hear what I said?” He added when she didn’t move.
“Yes. I did,” she whispered and hesitantly looked up
at Michael. “Yes, Sir. I did,” she
corrected herself quickly, seeing a warning in Michael’s eyes. She got up and turned to Amanda.
“Try to aim more carefully this time. Leaving your eyes open would help.”
Michael
teased her as he moved behind Tulia.
At least I
don’t have to look at him. Tulia
thought, trying to ignore his words. She
looked at Amanda. Since Michael
commanded her into position she didn’t move or say anything. Tulia clenched her left hand into a fist and
the right hand gripped the whip, slapping Amanda on the right buttock. She tried not to hit too hard not wanting to hurt
Amanda but too afraid of Michael to disobey him.
“That wasn’t very convincing” Michael commented. “You have to hit harder. Like this.” he added after a pause.
Tulia heard a loud whoosh and a thud as Michael’s whip
landed on her ass, protected only by the thin panties. Tulia jumped and cried out as she felt the
pain racing to her brain.
“Please no!” Tulia shouted as she saw Michael raising his
arm again. “I’ll do it. Don’t hit me again. Please Sir, I’ll obey.” She vaguely remembered to call him Sir. It was easier then calling him Master. Master sounded so final. Tulia saw Michael lowering his arm.
“That was your last warning,” Michael said as he
walked back over to his chair to sit down. He hadn’t expected her to be so afraid of
pain. She still has a lot to learn, pain a good motivator for her to learn
her new place in life. He gave her a
wicked smile as she turned her back to him. He sat back in his chair, now quite
sure the girls would give him a nice show.
“Well, what are you waiting for? Begin!” He leaned back in the chair, looking lustily
at both of them, eager to watch them perform.
Tulia whispered to Amanda. “I’m sorry, but I have to do it. I’ll try to be easy,” she promised.
Amanda looked back at her, her eyes squinting. “Don’t be stupid. Hit me hard.
If you don’t, it will be Michael whipping your ass. And you’ll never forget that. He can be very cruel if you cross him.” She turned back towards the wall. “Now obey him.” She waited for the first blow, not sure whether
it was the dread of the pain or the excitement of the pain.
Tulia had no choice but to slap the whip across the
wide expanse of white, naked ass cheeks pushed back so provocatively for her to
whip. She felt the thud as the whip
lashed Amanda’s cheeks, a pink line already showing up on the alabaster skin of
her ass. Amanda’s body jerked, a muffled
scream crushed by her tightly clenched lips, Tulia watching as Amanda’s ass
rose back up again, asking for another blow.
Tulia didn’t hesitate, slashing across Amanda’s cheeks a second lash,
this time lower down, down on the sensitive skin that separated her cheeks from
the top of her thighs. The pink line
showed up instantly. Tulia thought she
could make out the dew on Amanda’s pussy.
Could she become aroused by being whipped?
“Ten strokes and than you can stop. But make them hard!” Michael’s voice broke the silence of the
room.
Tulia went on, obeying Michael, the whip criss
crossing the welts already formed on Amanda’s white cheeks. She didn’t stop until she counted ten, each
slash of the whip making Amanda jerk in pain.
But Amanda didn’t cry out, only a silent sob coming from her lips.
“Now you have to make it up to her Tulia. I want you to rub her pussy from behind. Make
her cum again, this time she has my permission.” Michael rubbed his cock through his pants.
Tulia felt so bad at what she did to Amanda that she
didn’t hesitate, her fingers sliding up Amanda’s slit, surprised to feel it
soaking wet. Amanda had enjoyed the
pain. How could that be so? Tulia
began to masturbate Amanda, doing exactly what she did to herself when she
masturbated first thing in the morning.
Her fingers glided up and down the wet slit, pushing aside her puffy
lips, rubbing the soft, tender tissue of her inner pussy. Her fingers sought out the pleasure button,
but first two fingers entered Amanda’s pussy, a soft moan escaping Amanda’s
lips, her ass rising up submissively, opening up her sex for Tulia’s
masturbation. Tulia put her fingers in
Amanda, finding her pussy as tight as Tulia’s.
Her other hand slid up until she found Amanda’s clit, pinching it,
feeling Amanda’s pussy grip her fingers possessively in response to frigging
her clit.
“Don’t let her cum with your fingers. I want you to use her tongue to get her
off. Lick her from her asshole to her
pussy. Make her cum or you’ll take her
place with the whip.” Michael drew his
cock out of his pants, stroking it as it rose up high, the head already
glistening with his precum.
Tulia had no choice, not wanting to be on the other
end of the whip. She pushed her face
into Amanda’s ass, her tongue lashing out on Amanda’s anus, feeling her clench
her cheeks, trapping her tongue on the tart little hole. She moved her tongue around until she felt
it. It was unbelievable, but Amanda’s
ass seemed to suck her tongue inside the tight hole, Tulia finding her tongue
trapped just inside, Amanda’s ass gripping it tightly. Tulia could only move it from right to left,
pushing out on her anus until Amanda gasped in pleasure, her cheeks loosening
enough so Tulia could pull her tongue back out.
Amanda felt the tongue move between her pussy lips,
lapping up the abundant juices that flowed out.
Tulia’s tongue moved so fast, lapping up and down her slit, Amanda
shaking her hips back and forth, her arousal at a peak. It took only a touch, Tulia’s tongue moving
up, Amanda raising up her hips higher, her ass thrust out prominently until
Tulia’s tongue found its mark. The
tongue lashed at Amanda’s clit, sucking the swollen bud into her mouth as her
tongue lashed back and forth over the trapped bud. Amanda came, screaming in pleasure, her ass
shoved unceremoniously into Tulia’s face, but Amanda didn’t care. All she could do was feel the tremors of
pleasure that raced through her body as Tulia dragged multiple orgasms from
her. Amanda’s body finally slumped down,
exhausted from the whipping and the orgasm.
Tulia was brought back to reality by the loud
clapping of Michael. She turned red when
it dawned on her how this must have looked like. Tulia with her tongue in Amanda’s pussy,
lapping at her juices as she came. It
was though she was a lesbian. And the
worst part was that it had aroused Tulia, hoping that Michael didn’t notice her
dirty little secret.
“Very good Tulia.
You must have had practice with girl sex.” He laughed at the half naked girl turning red
in shame. “Now we’ll see how good you
are with men. Both of you come over
here. Tulia can show me how well she can
suck my cock.” He stroked his cock as
the girls came towards him, looking at the sexy lips of Tulia, her tongue
moving out to lick them until they glistened, sure that she didn’t realized how
sexy that looked.
“You have to kneel down,” Amanda whispered into
Tulia’s ear. She moved behind her gently
putting hands on Tulia’s shoulders. She softly
kissed the younger girl on the neck and pushed harder to get her on her knees
in front of Michael. He was slowly
stroking his cock with one hand, the other still held
one of the whips. It made him look sexy
and dangerous at the same time.
Tulia found herself suddenly kneeling only inches
from Michael’s cock. She licked her lips
again as if she couldn’t wait to get started, but she didn’t move staring at
the thick shaft crowned with the rubbery head shining with his precum. She wasn’t a virgin and her last boyfriend did
persuade her to occasionally suck his cock. He never came in her mouth, though. But it didn’t look like Michael was intending
to ask her opinion on this matter. Tulia
saw the whip moving in her direction. Before she could realize what was happening
the whip landed between her legs, Michael striking her from the front. She almost shot up on her feet but Amanda’s
hands kept her kneeling on the floor. Michael
didn’t hit her again, but quickly slid the whip along her slit over her
drenched panties up to her clit. The
sudden touch of her swollen bud made her jump. Tulia was shocked at how aroused she became,
turning red in shame again. She moaned,
partly out of shame, partly out of excitement.
“Do a good job and maybe I’ll let you cum.” Michael teased Tulia with the whip avoiding touching
her clit again. He couldn’t wait to feel
her lips around his cock, her hot breath blowing on his cock. “You may begin.” He had a wide smile as if he was inviting her
to a splendid dinner.
“Stick out your tongue and lick your Master’s cock.” Tulia heard Amanda‘s demanding voice behind
her, Amanda hands now on her head guiding her towards Michael, his legs spread wide
to allow her full access. Tulia could
still taste Amanda’s arousal in her mouth as her tongue gently touched
Michael’s throbbing weapon and her mouth filled with the salty taste of his
precum. Her tongue suddenly came to life,
lapping up the precious juice, feeling his cock jerk in pleasure. It surprised her how eager she became to
satisfy Michael’s needs, like a dog ready to follow its Master’s order. She closed her eyes hoping that it would
become less real.
Tulia felt Michael’s hand taking gently brush the
hair out of her forehead, before the hand went behind to grab her head tightly.
He guided her onto his cock making her
take more and more of it with each move, dictating the tempo he liked.
“Open your eyes little one, I want you to be able to
enjoy it as much as I am.” His voice was demanding. “Now that’s better” he added when she obeyed,
his voice becoming more gentle, his hand more demanding, driving her deeper
onto his cock, making her almost gag. “I
want you to look straight into my eyes.”
Tulia couldn’t believe it. One minute she was standing waiting for a bus
the next she was kneeling before a man that could be her father, pleasing him
willingly with her mouth. She could feel
every vein on his rigid member. Her hand
rose from the floor without even her realizing it, and cupped his balls and
began to gently massage them. She was
afraid he would cum in her mouth, but at the same time she was eager to please
him. Her tongue was running over his
cock bathing it with her spit. Tulia
still felt slight movement of the whip between her legs and that made her double
her effort to please her Master.
Amanda was standing behind Tulia watching the scene with
fascination. She kneeled down behind the
young girl, putting her hands on Tulia’s ass. She began to roll down Tulia’s panties. Michael put away the whip, letting Amanda join
the fun. Tulia’s ass was slowly revealed
to Amanda’s gaze. Amanda put her finger
between the puffy lips of her pussy, catching some of the juices, moving up Tulia’s
crack, teasing the little flower between her ass cheeks. Tulia’s hips followed her every movement. Amanda reached in front of Tulia, pushing her
breasts against her ass and began to unbutton Tulia’s blouse.
Michael was more then pleased to see Tulia following
his orders so submissively. But he
wanted more. He wanted her to feel his
cock in her throat, sure no man’s cock ever been there before. He would cum
soon, feeling a tingling in his balls from Tulia’s gentle touch on them. Her lips were wrapped tightly around his
shaft, her tongue working hard to bring him pleasure. She might have been blushing and crying but
she was acting like well trained slut. Her
eyes were glued to Michael’s and it was clear that she lost control over her
own body.
“Take her blouse off.” Michael ordered Amanda seeing her already
fumbling around Tulia’s waist. Amanda
smiled immediately understanding Michael’s intentions.
Tulia felt the blouse sliding down her shoulders, her
arms being pulled behind, away from Michael, her head suddenly pushed forward
onto Michael’s cock, his hands keeping her from moving away. It happened so quickly she didn’t realize it
at first, her nose suddenly slammed against Michael’s abdomen. She felt burning in her throat, her eyes
filled with tears, her body went limp. And then she started to gag, unable to breath.
Michael enjoyed the look on Tulia’s face as his cock
went down her throat with one single thrust. He held her still for a moment, feeling her
throat wrapped tightly around his cock. He
moaned as she gagged and pushed his hips forward, driving his cock even farther
down her throat. He withdrew his weapon,
allowing Tulia to gasp for air before shoving his cock back down her throat
again.
“Breath through your nose.” Amanda ordered, holding Tulia’s arms, the blouse
hanging loosely around Tulia’s elbows.
Tulia felt her stomach turning as Michael rammed her
throat ruthlessly. She was gagging and
choking. Then she felt his cock grew
even bigger. He held her still, his
weapon deep inside her. He came sending the
first load of cum directly into her stomach. She felt his cock leaving her throat and then
her mouth filled with his cum as he came a second time, this one not as
powerful as the last.
“Swallow it all.” Michael ordered Tulia, his cock spraying into her
mouth once more with his cum.
Tulia was too shocked to hear him, her body rigid,
cum dripping out of her mouth as she tried to breathe normally. She felt his cock shrinking and it flopped
from her mouth. She moved her head away,
disgusted with what she just did, spitting out the rest of his seed. She suddenly felt his hand gripping her chin
and bringing her head up, making her look him into his eyes again. She shivered in fear as she saw his eyes
narrowing in anger.
“I told you to swallow.” Michael waited for a moment before he spoke,
the smile now gone from his face.
What is he going
to do now? Tulia trembled, fearing
Michael’s punishment.