Blake Garfield - Young housewife in hell

"Suck this," Elsa said, drawing the wet cloth over Lisa's trembling lips. "Suck it dry, pretty pussycat."

Lisa couldn't tear her gaze away from the sultry maid's hypnotic eyes. Without question or hesitation, she parted her lips and let the younger woman push the wet cloth between them. Then she closed her lips and sucked on the wet cloth, making slurping noises as she drained the moisture from the material.

"So pretty," Elsa cooed, rubbing her thigh between Lisa's legs, driving her knee into the young housewife's swampy cunt gash. "Stick out your tongue and lick it. Lick it dry."

Elsa pulled the cloth from Lisa's lips and Lisa followed it with her tongue. She flicked her soft, pink tongue over the rough, wet cloth, her mouth filling with spit as she caressed the fabric. Her heart was pounding so hard in her chest that she could barely breathe.

She glanced around the room desperately, wondering where Larry had gone. When she couldn't find him, fear joined with lust inside her captive body.

For the first time, the sexy young housewife recalled that she was bound hand and foot, completely helpless in bands of a virtual sept. For the first time, the full impact of the thought she was being sexually mauled by another woman struck home. Fresh tears welled up in Lisa's blue eyes and her chin trembled with emotion.

Still she kept her tongue slithering over the wet cloth. Still her ass surged up off the wadded pillows to meet the steady rub of Elsa's leg. Her cunt squirmed just as wildly as before, and her body continued to tingle with electric-like shocks of sexual pleasure.

"Please stop," she whimpered, though she had never wanted anything to continue as much as the rub of Elsa's leg over her sloppy cunt. "This isn't right. I'm not a lesbian."

"Don't you think I'm beautiful?" Elsa asked, her voice filled with sudden hurt. She closed her hand into a tight claw on top of Lisa's right tit, grinding a handful of soft tit flesh. "Don't you think Elsa is beautiful enough to have sex with?"

"Please stop!" Lisa screamed. "Please stop!"

She was screaming to herself as much as to the slutty, dark-eyed maid. Her hand squeezed itself into a fist even tighter than Elsa's as the younger woman tortured her tits. A glut of pussy cream oozed from the puffy pink slit, drenching the black silk of Elsa's simple dress. Lisa's whole body quaked and shuddered with the force of her orgasm.

"Your pretty pussycat pussy thinks I'm beautiful," Elsa continued, mocking her sex maddened blonde captive. She tossed the cloth aside and stuck one long, elegant finger between Lisa's moistly parted lips. "Suck on my finger, naughty bitch. Show me what you can do to a man's big old cock."

"You're beautiful," Lisa murmured around Elsa's thrusting finger. "You're the most beautiful girl I've ever met. I just don't want to make love to another girl. It's unnatural."

"Am I more beautiful than you?" Elsa asked, a sly smile on her full lips. She released Lisa's tit, then grabbed one rosy pink nipple between her long nails and pinched as hard as she could. "Would you trade your tits for mine? Your pretty little pussy?"

Lisa squirmed in a hellish mix of pain and passion. Elsa's leg felt so good against her cunt that she didn't ever want it to leave. And somehow it was comforting to have Elsa's fingers in her mouth.

Lisa sucked them one after another. But the pain from Elsa's nails grinding into her nipples was so terrible that Lisa arched her back high off the bed, shook her full tits from side to side in a desperate attempt to escape the torturous assault.

The pain and pleasure, and the depravity of being forced to serve another woman sexually, was too much, for Lisa to withstand.

"You're far more beautiful than I am!" Lisa cried, arching her hips against Elsa's leg and cringing back from the cruel maid's punishing hands. "I'm nothing compared to you. I'm a piece of shit compared to you. You're so much more beautiful than me that I'm ashamed to be in the same room as you."

"How sweet," Elsa purred, bending over to plant a quick kiss on Lisa's lips. "Shouldn't I be the mistress then? Shouldn't you be my maid?"

Elsa was picking something up off the night stand, but Lisa couldn't see what it was. All she could see was the voluptuous black-eyed beauty looming up over her, her olive complexion flushed with passion filled her raven hair tangled in wild disarray. Her tits strained so hard against the tight silk dress that Lisa was sure they would burst through the material at any second.

"I should be your maid," Lisa choked, dazzled by the Goddess of sex she saw above her. "I should be your slave. No… I am your slave."

"I've never wanted to fuck a pussycat much but I want to fuck you hard," now what Elsa picked up was in Lisa's full sight.

"I'm going to fuck you until you can't move, bitch. I'm going to fuck you until you can't breathe."

It looked just like a man's cock except for two things. The first was the straps that hung down from it, the straps that Elsa was now fastening around her hips. The other was the size. The dildo Elsa was going to fuck her with was twice the size of any cock Lisa had ever seen.

The dildo was almost two feet long.

Lisa watched the advance of the monster dildo as though she were seeing a poisonous snake coiling to strike. She couldn't tear her gaze away from the ghastly, hard rubber cock. It was like nothing she had ever seen before.

The cock itself was a perfect replica of a man's prick, though it must have been copied from the ugliest cock in the history of the world. It was almost two feet long and it was thicker around than Lisa's slender forearm. There was a dark slash at the end where a man's cum hole would be. Behind the fist-thick cock head, huge rubber veins ran back along the hard rubber shaft. Mobs and tufts of coarse hair sprouted from the cock at various spots, and there was a mass of wrinkled, skin-like rubber at the huge dildo's base.

Hanging under the dildo was a swinging bag of rubber balls, so large and heavy looking that Lisa knew there was something inside. She felt, with a dread certainty, that she was going to find out what those hanging balls contained.

"Does the pussycat like my big prick?" Elsa asked, a note of menace in her soft voice. "Does the pretty pussycat want me to fuck her now?"

Elsa stroked the huge length of rubber cock in the same way a man would rub a real one. Then her hand did something strange at the back of the dildo, and the fat prick did something no real cock would ever do. Lisa screamed in horror when the long rubber tube began to move in wide, sluggish circles and vibrate with a metallic buzz.

"No, please, no!" Lisa struggled desperately against the chains that held her spread-caged on the bed. "No, Elsa please! I'll suck your pussy. I'll suck it just like I would a cock. I'll make you feel real good! I promise?"

"No, my pretty little American girl," Elsa whispered, moving between Lisa's shapely, already steaming cunt. Lisa's breath caught in her throat and she arched up off the bed, her lean, sexy body writhing against the chains that bound her.

Lisa had never used a vibrator, and the sensations the dildo caused made her jerk in incontrollable pleasure. Her cunt pulsed like a strobe light. Her muscles, tensed in expectation of the dildo's assault, were reduced to so much quivering jelly. Against her will, her ass lurched up off the pillows, toward the monstrous rubber cock.

"What are you doing to me?" Lisa wailed. She felt like a prisoner inside her own body. "What are you turning me into?"

Elsa smiled and teased the svelte young blonde with her huge rubber cock. She dragged the vibrating dildo back and forth over Lisa's clasping cunt lips, reducing the squirming beauty to a shivering sexual animal. She poked the cock head between Lisa's cunt lips, only to pull back at the first rise of the girl's hips to meet the thrust. She played the vibrating rubber cock over Lisa's golden-furred cunt mound and satiny inner thighs.