Deceived and Devoured (3 page)

When Alexis returned with the items, Paris put the pillow under Pia’s head.

“I know you’re very visual,” Paris said. “I want you to be able to watch comfortably.”

“Thanks,” Pia replied.

I wasn’t sure which was worse, the idea of doing this or the idea of all four of them watching me do it.

I heard Paris’s bag unzip behind me and I started to turn.

“Eyes forward. Focus on your task.”

Alexis and Tiff placed their hands on my back and applied pressure. I allowed them to push me down toward Pia’s crotch.

“Come on,” Tiff said gently. “Just start with a kiss to her
nether
lips.”

I pressed my closed mouth to one side of Pia’s open pussy lips. She took in a sudden breath and wiggled the lower half of her body.

“See, she likes it,” Tiff said. “Now the other side.”

I felt a stirring inside when I imagined what Pia was feeling. The delicious anticipation…

Of what?
What was I really going to do?

But I gave the other side of her pussy lips a gentle kiss. Her hips moved up toward me, then relaxed again.

I glanced up and saw Pia’s blue eyes, dazed with arousal, watching me expectantly. I immediately averted my gaze.

“Now just a taste,” Tiff coaxed. “Run your tongue up the edge of her clit.”

I swallowed hard and started to open my mouth.

“Look up at her with your innocent brown eyes,” Paris said. “So she can have the same experience you did with Tiff.”

I raised my eyes to Pia’s again. “Look at those eyes, Pia,” Paris said. “So innocent…too innocent for someone who’s about to lick your clit.”

My gaze locked with Pia’s. I touched my tongue to the base of her clit and slowly slid it upward.

“
Oh God!
” she said.

I’d given her pleasure. And, although I still wasn’t sure I wanted to go all out, I realized I wanted to give her a little more. I placed my tongue on her clit and started to lick again.

Suddenly hands were on my ass, spreading my cheeks. I tried to turn, but other hands held me where I was, bent over Pia’s pussy.

Something cold and slippery made contact with my asshole. I shivered. “What are you--?” I began.

“Do what you were told to do,” Paris commanded. Arousal rushed through me at her words.

I snaked my tongue around the outside of Pia’s lips.

“
Mmmm…
more,” she said.

I felt pressure on my asshole and my clit pulsed.

“She has a tiny little bunghole,” Alexis said “I’m not sure that will fit.”

Fear shot through me. What were they trying to “fit”?

“
Please,
” Pia moaned.

I took pity on her and ran my tongue through her slit.

“Don’t worry. This is practically a virgin ass,” Paris said. “They’re all tight in the beginning.

But I’ve had lots of experience with this. Her little ass will submit just like she does.”

My pussy ached at her words.

The pressure on my hole increased. I clenched.

“Relax,” Alexis said.

Relax? Was she kidding?

The object popped through into my ass. It wasn’t long, but the muscle around it ached and I felt the need to get rid of it. “Take it out of me!” I said.

“Don’t be such a wimp, Tanya,” Alexis replied. “It’s not like it’s a man’s cock or anything.

It’s just a little butt plug.”

“It’s okay. She’ll adjust,” Paris said. “Tanya, Pia is waiting.”

As my tongue made contact with Pia’s clit once more, someone began moving the plug inside me. Pain-pleasure shockwaves coursed through my body.

“
Oh…oh…
” I exclaimed. I suddenly had the urge to pleasure Pia like my pussy wanted to be pleasured.

I swirled my tongue around the inside of her lower lips.

“
Mmmm…
” she moaned.

The plug wiggled some more. My ass muscles tensed and relaxed.

I made circles and figure eights on Pia’s clit.

“Yes!” she cried.

The plug slid in and out of me in a fucking motion. Muscles all over my body began twitching.

I fastened my lips to Pia’s clit and sucked.

“Oh, my God, yes!” she yelled.

The butt plug was pushed back in. I felt a long finger slide into my pussy

“That’s my finger in there,” Alexis whispered in my ear. She finger fucked me as I French kissed Pia’s pussy. “I know you’re not a lesbian, but I hope you’re enjoying it.”

Damn.
I was.

A part of me hated Alexis and her sneaky, sarcastic ways. But the rest of me couldn’t resist the kinky little pleasure traps she set for me.

She paused and I wiggled my hips around, even though I knew it gave her the satisfaction of knowing I wanted more.

Then her finger plunged back inside me as the butt plug moved in and out. I groaned into Pia’s pussy and sucked hard.

I don’t know whose orgasm started first, but we shuddered and jerked our way to nirvana together.

“Okay, ladies. We’re going to play a game.”

A game?

We’d all showered and put our pajamas back on. I was only sitting in the opulent living room with them because I didn’t know where I was supposed to sleep yet.

They’d pushed me way out of my comfort zone already. I’d done things I’d never even considered doing before…and found them incredibly arousing. And I’d never even tried to stop it, really. I was confused about my own sexuality. I was embarrassed. I was exhausted.

Paris was standing in front of us in another black leather corset, but this one was adorned with zippers. She wore matching bikini underwear with a lone zipper right where her slit would be. And, of course, she had the boots and the riding crop.

“Yay!” said the still over-enthusiastic Tiff. “What are we going to play?”

“I’ll explain that in a few moments. But the winner gets to play Twenty Minutes in the Dungeon with the new girl.”

Wait, was I the only “new girl” here?

“Come with me, Tanya.”

“No,” I said. “Not until you tell me what’s going to happen.”

Paris flipped her wrist and the riding crop hit me across the backs of my upper thighs.

Excitement rushed through me. Then I was annoyed with myself. Was my sex drive really so easily manipulated?

“Move! That way.”

I stayed where I was, my brain trying to talk my body into walking out the door.

The whip seared my ass. I flinched, but my thighs squeezed together, trying to please my already horny crotch.

What was wrong with me that I couldn’t tell a woman with a horse whip to go to hell?

Next thing I knew, I was being led down the hall by Paris. She opened a door. It was pitch black inside. From the little I could see—thanks to the light in the hallway—the room seemed mostly empty.

Paris grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me inside. Even in the darkness, she seemed to know exactly what she was doing. Before I realized what she was up to, I was flat on my back, my hands shackled together.

“Wait here,” she said. She left, shutting the door behind her. I struggled to see if I was really handcuffed. I was. And I couldn’t move my hands to another position because the cuffs were tethered to the back wall of the room.

I’d been afraid of the dark since I was a child and pitch black rooms still freaked me out.

I should have gone home.

In the minutes that followed, I worked my way up to a sitting position against the wall. I felt around, but couldn’t find a way to release myself from either the cuffs or the chain attached to them.

The door squeaked open. I looked up, expecting to see someone, but the light had been turned out in the hall. I heard the door close and lock.

“Who is it?” I asked, trying unsuccessfully to keep the fear from my voice. Was it one of the women I knew, or could this be some stranger?

Hands grabbed my hips and pulled until I was in my original position on my back, hands stretched above my head.

“Who are you?” I asked louder. Suddenly, I felt something in my mouth and I couldn’t speak.

A ball gag?
Did that mean this was Paris herself?

I felt a tugging on my pajama top. The straps popped and the top was dragged down and off my body.

My heart beat crazy fast, from fear and excitement.

My bottoms slid off, and I was naked and at the mercy of…someone. I thought the person walked away, then suddenly my nipples were shocked by cold wetness.

Ice.

Two cubes moved around my nipples, then pressed into them. I shivered as the cold spread quickly to the rest of my body. When the ice cubes slid away, another cube pressed between my pussy lips. The cold pained my tender clit.

I tried to complain, but the gag didn’t allow me to make coherent words. As the ice pressed harder onto my clit, chilling me to the core, a hot mouth enveloped one of my cold nipples.

The conflicting sensations shot mixed messages through my body. So cold…so
hot
. I needed more of that mouth on my skin, regardless of whose it was.

Warm lips covered my other nipple while cold continued to assail my slit. I whimpered with the need for more heat.

The ice cube below slid down my clit and was pushed inside me. The shock was unbearable.

I flailed my legs around, trying to get it out, but firm hands stilled me and pulled my thighs apart.

The hot mouth covered my clit, replacing the cold numbness with molten heat. A moist tongue dance around inside my slit. It raked up…down…across…

I bucked my hips toward the mouth, needing more. It licked me and sucked on me until I was nearly over the edge. Then, just as the last of the ice cube inside me melted away, a tongue plunged into my pussy.

Waves of pleasure started there and became all-out convulsions as they reached my arms and legs.

I screamed through my gag.

As I lay on the floor, panting, I felt the gag release. It fell away from my mouth.

The person with me was straddling me. I could feel her thighs against my hips. Her hair fell down near my face. I noticed a familiar fragrance…a shampoo…

“Alexis?”

“Yes,” she replied. “It’s me. I finally have you to myself. I saw how you reacted whenever we ran into each other at work. I knew you wanted this.”

She was at least partially right, even if I’d never admitted it to myself. She’d watch me with her sultry cat eyes and I’d feel uneasy because of the tingling on every inch of my skin.

“I knew girls like you back in high school. Didn’t want to admit to a sexual thought.

Wouldn’t even say if they’d been with a guy, much less a girl. Unfortunately, those were the girls I always wanted.”

It was weird that I could relate to that. I’d always wanted the unattainable rich boys who weren’t interested in me and couldn’t have admitted it to their friends even if they were.

“Damn, I’ve been hot for you from the moment I saw you, but I knew you’d never come just for me. It would have to be for
Eric.
But for the next fifteen minutes, you’re mine.”

She grabbed my hair at the scalp, pulling my head up and to one side until my neck was completely exposed to her.

Fastening her lips to the skin at the base, she sucked hard. Then she sucked harder.

Was she going to leave marks? Because as arousing as this night had been, I was sure I would feel uncomfortable about it later. I certainly didn’t want reminders of Alexis on my neck.

“Stop!” I struggled to move away from her.

She paused. “Admit you wanted me all those times. Say it.”

I just couldn’t admit that I was attracted to a woman—especially a woman I didn’t even like.

Besides, I wasn’t sure it was attraction, exactly.

I felt her mouth on my neck again. She sucked like she might drain the blood right out of me.

“No! Stop!” I said again.

She stopped. “Are you admitting you wanted me?”

“No,” I replied.

She grabbed both my nipples and squeezed. The pain was secondary to the thrill. I was creaming myself even as the pinching sensation cut through me like a knife.

“Uptight bitch!” Alexis thrust a finger through my slit, and I jerked with pleasure. “Let’s see just how much you want me.” Her finger slid down over my clit and into the puddle of cream in my pussy. “The proof is in the pudding.”

She jabbed her finger inside me.

“
Ahhhh….
” I screamed.

She placed her mouth on mine and thrust her tongue into me, pressing in hard. Her soaked finger slid back up over my clit. I could taste my own juices on her tongue.

I didn’t like Alexis. I never wanted her to kiss me like this, but she was mastering me more ferociously than anyone had before. And it was irresistible.

I moaned into her mouth.

Her body left mine. I felt the chain release, although I was still handcuffed. I moved my arms down in front of me to relieve my tight shoulders.

Alexis grabbed my hair, pulling me up. I scrambled to comply before she gave me a bald spot.

“Stay there. On your knees.”

I could feel her straddling me, standing over me. She wound her fingers into my hair and said, “Now eat me.”

She pulled my head back and planted her pussy on top of my mouth.

My scalp throbbed but my clit throbbed right along with it. I couldn’t remember ever being sexually aroused so many times in one night.

I opened my mouth and ran my tongue around the edges of her lips.

“Damn,” she said. “I dreamed of this so many times.”

Tentatively, I touched my tongue to her clit. I moved it ever-so-slowly along the edge from bottom to top.

“Oh, fuck, you little tease! Touch yourself. I want you to always remember how you got off while tonguing my pussy.”

I slipped my finger between my own lower lips and flipped it back and forth across my clit.

It should have been worn out, but the twinges were unmistakable. I wanted to come again.

The more I worked on myself, the more enthusiastic I became with Alexis. As I twirled and swirled around in her, her hand relaxed in my hair.

“Oh, yes, yes!” she said. “I love having your face in my cunt.”

That excited me more and I latched onto her and sucked as hard as I could. She jerked and pulled tightly at my scalp. I worked my own clit faster, stuck my tongue inside her, then sucked again.