Mistress Carla - The slaves of Carla

"Give it to her, Sis," Carl had moaned from the bed, where he had been writhing under the ministrations of a couple of feathers wielded by Mei-Ling and Olga, who'd been fingerfucking each other lewdly as they'd tormented the helpless young man. By then, Wendy had been fucked by one of Carla's dildos and had known that was what was advancing so steadily into her shitter.

She hadn't complained, though, because she hadn't wanted to. Harrison had been flicking her cunt at the same time. There had been something about being fucked in both of her holes that had excited her more than she would have thought possible.

It seemed to Wendy that her asshole had been fucked as much as her mouth or cunt.

On the other hand, she had worn the dildo a number of times herself and had discovered the pleasure of hearing Carl and Harrison crying out as she'd brutally rammed the plastic cock into their assholes. Furthermore, she'd screwed Mei-Ling that way once and the diminutive Chinese girl had gone almost crazy since she'd been impaled on Harrison's stiff cock at the time.

Ohhhhh, Wendy thought, I don't know if they'll let me know where I am, but I hope they do so I can write to them and make arrangements to come down here again.

Beside her, Carla shifted in her sleep and turned onto her back. Cautiously, Wendy reached out and closed her hands to the pert mounds of the blonde's tits. Slowly she massaged them until she felt the nipples stir and expand. Then, moving carefully, she shifted on the bed until she could lower her watering mouth to the nearest of the taut little tits.

As her tongue circled the quivering nipple, Wendy began running a hand up and down Carla's sleek thighs. Each time she reached the top of the firm leg, she shifted her hand to the other, ignoring the densely thatched cunt in between.

Wendy choked off a moan of desire as she lifted her mouth from the firm tit and transferred her labial attention to the dampening flesh of the other girl's cunt.

The more Wendy's tongue slithered about in Carla's cunt, the wetter it grew and the more the lips swelled.

"Mmmmmmm, what a delightful way to wake-up, having my pussy sucked by a sweet little slave," Carla murmured.

As soon as Wendy reached the dilated opening of Carla's twat, the voluptuous redhead thrust her tongue back and forth, flicking the domineering woman with it.

Carla came without difficulty but Wendy didn't stop the lewd action of her tongue in and out of the slippery cunt.

Finally, after she'd cum three or four times, Carla tangled her fingers in Wendy's curly hair and lifted the redhead's face from between her legs. "Have you cum?" she whispered.

Wendy shook her head. "If it's all the same to you," the embarrassed redhead replied, "I'd like you to spank me."

Carla got a strange look on her face and Wendy hastened to explain. "Patty used spanking me to turn herself on and to sort of get me hot. But I'd like to see what a spanking does to me if I get it after I've gotten turned on."

"All right," Carla retorted. She swung her legs off of the bed and smiled at the redhead. "Well," she snapped, "what are you waiting for? Get across my lap."

The younger girl almost threw herself into position.

Then Carla started slapping, really slamming her hand into the taut mounds. "Aaaahhh!" Wendy moaned as her legs started scissoring frantically in reaction to the harder blows.

Suddenly, Carla's hand crashed into the swollen flesh of Wendy's cunt. "Heyyy!" the teenager yelled as her body bent into a convulsive bow as masochistic pleasure burst over her.

Savagely, Carla maneuvered the quivering girl about until she was on her back upon the bed. Then, before Wendy had any idea of what was to happen, Carla was slapping frantically at her big tits.

"Ooooohhhhh!" Wendy moaned in delight as Carla grabbed her tits and squeezed them, then commenced twisting them cruelly about. When the blonde caught her swollen nipples and pinched them brutally, Wendy's mouth popped open and her whole body vibrated lustfully. "More," she panted in a raspy voice, "hurt me more."

With a sadistic smile on her face, Carla caught the younger girl's ankles and doubled her legs back over her torso. Grabbing a nylon-bristled hairbrush from the bedside table, she raised it over her head and brought it down forcefully on the vulnerable cunt of the other young woman.

"Yuuuuhhhooooowwww!" Wendy screamed as what felt like a thousand pins drove into the extra-sensitive portion of her body. Before the cry had faded, Carla had slammed the bristly part of the brush into her snatch again. To Wendy's amazement, she started cumming like crazy.

Carla wasn't surprised at the teenager's reaction, for the way Wendy had reacted to the cruelty directed at her earlier in the weekend had suggested she had a strong masochistic streak.

Tossing the brush away, she dropped to her elbows and thrust her face against Wendy's swampy cunt. "Eat my ass!" she screamed as she ground her loins against the other young woman's face.

In an instant she felt the tip of Wendy's hot, agile tongue against the puckered rosette of her asshole. As the darting spear of flesh started probing the narrow opening, Carla bit at the engorged mons veneris of the writhing girl under her, causing Wendy to start cumming again.

"Fuck my ass with your tongue, you slutty little nympho!" the sadistic blonde commanded harshly. She felt the tiny opening of her anal sphincter being pushed at, then the long, slim tongue started entering her squirming ass.

Wendy exploded again. Her snatch was soaked with her fluids and the aroma of her aroused pussy was an aphrodisiac to Carla, driving her to bite and rake her teeth against the swollen flesh of her victim's pussy.

Weakly, Carla rolled away from the girl. It took her a moment or so to do it, but she shifted until she was lying next to Wendy, her tongue busy in the younger girl's mouth as they rubbed their tits together. Finally, Carla pushed herself up and looked Wendy in the eye. "You know," she murmured as she lifted a hand and ran it over the other girl's face, "I'm sorry you're going back to the university. I'd like to keep you here and make you my total slave."

"Oh?" Wendy teased, cocking her eyebrows.

"I sure enjoyed the weekend," Wendy said. The two of them laughed together for a moment. Then Carla swung her legs off the bed and held out her hand to the girl. "Come on," she invited, "let's get a shower and see about breakfast."

Half an hour later, dressed for the first time since Friday afternoon, Wendy followed Carla down the stairs and back to the breakfast nook.

Breakfast over, Wendy and Carla returned to the closed wing of the house. "Geez, I never did get to unpack," Wendy commented as she lifted her back pack.

"Don't put that on yet," Carla advised. "There're a few things you have to add."

"Yeah?" Wendy asked excitedly, "like what?"

"Oh," Carla said, from the dresser, "how about this?" she turned and tossed the teenager a double-headed dildo. "You and Patty might enjoy having this around."

"I'll say," Wendy agreed.

"Handcuffs?" Wendy whispered, although that was obviously what they were.

"Why not?" Carla challenged. "You know you like being bound and forced to take somebody."

"Here's something you might be able to use with your boyfriend," Carla suggested. She tossed a small item to the redhead, who caught it and stared for a moment before she realized it was a cockring.

"I don't know if Jimmy'd let me put this on him," Wendy observed.

Carla shrugged. "Tell him if he'll wear it. After he's fucked you until you can't stand it, he can turn you over and screw you in the ass," she suggested. "I'll bet he goes for that."

"I'll bet you're right," Wendy agreed. "Or maybe I can talk Patty into balling him, too. If he's going to satisfy both of us, he might like something that'll keep him hard."