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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
in
LIQUID PLEASURES
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Chapter Five
"Such a lovely little minx," Elaine said, admiring Susie where
she still lay asleep upon the bed.
Steve reached down and placed his palm upon one of Susie's
uncovered breasts. "It's cold," he breathed.
"Why don't you warm her titties up for her while I tie down
Cindy?" Elaine suggested to Steve. The brunette looked up. Her time
had come.
Gently Steve began massaging both Susie's breasts as, beyond,
Cindy was led to the fireplace. Upon the mantle were two
candlesticks. Cindy stood waiting as Elaine bent down and rescued a
small branch from the flames of the fire. Its end was a smoldering
ember. She raised up the branch and touched its hot end to each
candle in turn, lighting it.
Susie mewed in her sleep at the caressing of Steve's hands.
"The same is in store for you, little baby," Steve whispered to the
slumbering girl. He turned his gaze to Elaine and her charges. Betsy
was pinning up Cindy's hair, to keep it from being caught in the
flames of the candles. Next Cindy's wrists were bound to the brass
holders which held the burning tapers. Underneath the mantelpiece
bolts had been driven upward by an earlier lodger to hold the
candlesticks securely to the wooden shelf.
Elaine stepped back. Cindy wriggled, her legs in a pleasant
vee, her shadowed hips held in stark contrast to the bright flames of
the fire that licked upward just beyond her toes.
"Her legs frame the fire nicely, don't you think?" Elaine asked
Betsy.
"Yes, ma'am," Betsy said, her hands unconsciously having crept
to her own bottom as she gazed at Cindy's derriere. Betsy knew her
own heinie would also be made to suffer before the night was out.
Cindy tugged at the brass candle holders. The flames of their
tapers danced in her eyes. The fire just beyond her spread legs felt
warm against her pussy.
"Which of our implements do you think would best suit this
occasion?" Elaine asked Betsy.
"The cat o' nine tails makes a lovely pattern, ma'am," Betsy
said, barely hiding a smirk.
"Oh, you beasts!" Cindy cried. Her hips had taken up a gentle
undulation. She looked over her shoulder at Steve. "Couldn't you
save me or something?"
"I am saving you," Steve said. "You're the last to be fucked
before I spill inside Elaine." He knelt down by the bed and began
suckling Susie's nearest breast.
Betsy padded up to Cindy with a glass of wine. She put it to
the girl's lips and bade her drink. Her free hand stroked the soft
slope of Cindy's bare back. "You know you must take the whip as a
prelude to Steve's penis," Betsy said. Cindy drank, the wine gurgling
down her throat. When she had finished all Betsy drew the edge of
the glass from Cindy's lips and tickled her neck with her finger.
Then she kissed Cindy and walked away.
Steve walked up to stand between Elaine and Cindy, but just
outside the area where the whip would cross. His pecker stood out
stiffly. Beyond Susie's breasts, glistening with his saliva, began to
grow cool once more.
"Let's get going," Steve said to Elaine. The woman, a bullwhip
now in her hand, nodded. Cindy looked back over her shoulder and let
out a little cry. The whip streaked past Steve's penis and struck
Cindy.
The brunette bit her lip, hoping not to pleasure her tormenters
with her screams. The bullwhip fell more heavily with each stroke.
Cindy's restrained silence turned to a series of little gasps, each
procured by a lash of the whip.
"Faster!" Steve commanded Elaine. "We'll be here all night."
The next strike by Elaine brought a yelp of unabashed pain from
Cindy.
"Make her cry," Betsy said, her eyes glistening mischievously.
Knowing that Steve had been pushed to the limit of his endurance,
she walked up to Elaine and offered herself to the woman's clitoris
instead. She took Elaine's free hand and touched it to Elaine's little
nub. Then she threaded her fingers through Elaine's and brought the
tips of her own digits to Elaine's spot. The woman's knees bent
slightly and she let out a small gasp, lashing Cindy's buttocks with
the whip at the same time.
The brunette gave up her efforts at self-restraint and burst
into tears. Betsy rubbed Elaine's clit more vigorously, increasing in
turn the fierceness of her flagellation. Cindy sobbed loudly, and
began screaming. "Stop! Oh, please stop! I ca--owww!---can't take
it! Stop!"
Cindy's hollering woke Susie. The blonde, thinking at first that
she was in her own bed in Nebraska, woke and raised her head to
regard the scene before her with groggy, puzzled eyes. Slowly it
dawned on her that she was as far from the staid morals of rural
Nebraska as one could possibly get. Her eyes fell on Steve's
magnificent buttocks, twitching involuntarily as his balls churned
on the brink of release. Susie put her hand to her throat, and found
that her dog collar had not been replaced. She was still stark naked,
but still free to move as well. She looked down at her breasts and
saw that they were wet.
Susie attempted to rise, and a memory of the sleeping pill
flashed back into her mind. The sedative was still in full effect.
Steve, sensing her movement, turned about.
"See to her," Elaine said to Steve of Susie. She lashed harder
upon Cindy's bottom. "See, you naughty girl? Your screams have
woken our little pet!" Cindy's only reply was a scream.
Steve hurried over to Susie, who was now halfway out of the
bed. His stiff penis jiggled before him. As he came up to her Susie
suddenly reached out and grabbed his resplendent rammer. Steve
drew back, afraid she would make him lose his load. Susie, her mind
dulled by the sedative, thinking herself in some erotic dream, began
yanking on Steve's dick. Her mouth opened and she attempted to
capture his penis in her lovely orifice.
Steve could barely contain himself as he looked down at the
beautiful girl attempting to lodge his penis in her open mouth. Her
fingers stroked his rod, their eagerness almost irresistible.
Elaine, unaware of what was transpiring to rob her of Steve's
first load of semen, laid on the final stroke of the bullwhip and then
dropped it to the floor. She gazed with admiration at her handiwork
upon Cindy's bottom. A closely knit pattern of bright red stripes
crisscrossed the wailing girl's derriere. Between Elaine's legs Betsy
was kneeling now, and her knees buckled as the girl tickled her
clitoris with her tongue.
Elaine cocked her head, suddenly noticing the tussle between
Steve and Susie even as her pussy sprinkled out the first of multiple
orgasms. Her eyes widened as she saw Susie's mouth closing with
Steve's charger. "No!" Elaine cried. With difficulty she managed to
extricate herself from Betsy's hold, just as the wave of a second
orgasm promised to wash over her. Elaine ran up to Steve, the
juncture between her legs screaming with unfinished pleasure.
Susie locked her lips about Steve's retreating rod and
simultaneously dropped one of her hands from his dick to engage her
own pussy.
Elaine reached down and pushed at Susie's forehead and Steve's
tummy. She was about to pull the girl back by her hair when the
blonde's eyes widened and she voluntarily lifted her mouth from
Steve's dick. A fusillade of semen spurted violently forth and
splattered Susie on her face. The girl even stopped rubbing herself
between the legs, so shocked was she by this sudden explosion of
male fluid.
Elaine couldn't help but laugh as she gazed down at the blonde's
drenched visage. Susie, meanwhile, was awakened from her
trancelike state by the spermy ooze that had splashed her face. She
gazed up at Elaine, shocked to find herself still in the wicked
woman's clutches.
Elaine, however, had momentarily had her fill of punishing
young females. Her plans had been spoiled, but all she could bring
herself to do was pick up a pillow from the bed and whack Susie over
the head with it.
"You bad girl! How dare you make Steve come!" Elaine shouted
merrily, still amused at the girl's appearance. She looked as if she
had been creamed with a meringue pie.
"God that felt good," Steve exclaimed, his penis softening now
as the last drops of sperm oozed from it. "Don't hit her!" Steve
shouted as Elaine whacked Susie again with the pillow. "It's about
time someone got me off!" Steve grabbed a nearby cushion and
whacked Elaine across her stomach. The woman swung back at
Steve, hitting his chest. Susie, sensing her chance, leapt back onto
the bed to escape Elaine. She began crawling quickly across it, but
Elaine turned and swatted her fleeing bottom with her pillow.
Susie suffered two more hits on her bottom from Elaine's
pillow as she scrambled to seize a weapon of her own. Steve moved
in on Elaine, whacking the woman's bottom hard with his cushion.
Susie laid her hands on a pillow lying on the bed and rolled about.
She blocked a blow from Elaine with her pillow and then struck back,
hitting the woman's tits.
"Come on, Susie stole Steve's semen!" Betsy said, hurriedly
untying Cindy. The brunette, still crying, attempted to stifle her
tears as she regarded the unusual play unfolding on the far side of
the room. Susie was no match for Elaine, and it was only thanks to
Steve that she was able to avoid many of the blows that the woman
attempted to shower upon her. Cindy, breaking free from her
restraints, ran across the room and grabbed a pillow of her own. She
did not strike Susie, however, as Betsy had expected. Instead Cindy
unleashed a flurry of blows upon the woman who had subjected her
to the whip.
"Hey!" Betsy cried, realizing that Cindy had not taken up the
side she had wished her to. Cindy was somewhat inexpert at landing
decisive blows upon Elaine, but combined with the efforts of Susie
and Steve she was managing to force the dominatrix into a defensive
crouch upon the bed. Betsy rushed over and took up a pillow for
herself. At once she began swatting Steve, diverting his attention
from Elaine.
As Steve and Betsy duked it out, Elaine recovered some of her
poise and returned to the offensive against Susie and Cindy. Steve's
cushion came apart, and for a moment he had to retreat under Betsy's
blows until he came up with the idea of stealing her pillow. He
grabbed at it, and a tug of war ensued.
Downy feathers began spewing about the room as the pillows
took the worst of the damage in the fighting. The girls squealed,
Cindy forgetting her burning bottom in the melee and Susie her
unusual circumstances. Steve and Betsy's pillow tore in two,
whereupon Steve overpowered the flame haired girl and knocked her
to the floor. He straddled her face, and thrust his penis into her
mouth. Elaine would be too busy to stop him.
Betsy attempted to cry out, to tell Elaine what Steve was
doing to her, and to his own remaining reservoir of semen. Betsy's
words were mangled by the thick pestle of flesh in her mouth,
however, leaving Steve to encourage his balls to roil with passion
once more. Betsy felt the back of her head pressed down into the
plush carpet. Her legs kicked the air, her nails pinched Steve's
buttocks. Steve reached back and grabbed her hands, then brought
them to her own mouth to help him pry her lips wider. His hips
began moving back and forth, plunging his stalk of meat deep into her
mouth again and again. Betsy relaxed, knowing she must open up her
throat and accept Steve if she was to avoid gagging.
Elaine, meanwhile, had a passion in her loins of her own that
she wished to satisfy. She pushed her way through Susie's defensive
blows and threw her body fully upon the girl's. Susie found herself
flat on her back, her legs sprawled partly beneath her. With almost
an animal lust Elaine rubbed her pussy against Susie's. Cindy,
meanwhile, found her own assault upon Elaine had left her straddling
the woman's slim back. With hardly a second thought Cindy tossed
away her pillow and leaned forward to rest her palms on either side
of Susie's head. At the same time Cindy began rubbing her labia
against Elaine's back, relishing the moments when the woman arched
her back and she could rub her pussy against the ridges of Elaine's
spine.
Steve was spurting into Betsy's mouth when he looked up to
see Cindy's red bottom humping atop Elaine's back. The sight of that
naked, flaming bottom moving to and fro, its cheeks separated and
its anus exposed, was too much to pass up. Steve put his hand to the
base of his penis and discharged the final shoots of his second
ejaculation down Betsy's throat. Then, hoping he could persist in a
third round, Steve leaped up and jumped on the bed. He crawled
across to Cindy and took the girl by the hips. His dick wet with both
Susie and Betsy's saliva, he found Cindy's anus with the knob of his
penis and pressed hard. His testicles ached that they were empty as
he forced the knob of his limpening penis up Cindy's butthole.
Cindy turned her head about, her eyes regarding Steve through a
mass of tousled brown hair. Steve, still thrusting upward, praying
that his penis would hold out, gazed from Cindy's open mouth,
begging for a kiss, to the flushed face of Susie as she suffered the
clitoral stimulation of Elaine's pussy. Susie gazed up dreamily, her
eyes half closed, seeing nothing. Steve felt himself become more
erect and to a cry from Cindy he forced himself home.
Poor Cindy! Not only were Steve's calloused palms upon her
bottom doing nothing to alleviate the burning she felt from her
whipping, but her rectum had to endure the intrusion of a man who
could little afford to delay his reaming of her. Nonetheless, almost
by instinct, even as she reeled under the intense discomfort, Cindy
drew Steve's mouth to her own and enmeshed her lips with his.
Betsy rose to her feet and wiped the sperm from her lips. She
kneed her way onto the creaking bed and took up position at Steve's
posterior. This was one man who would not get away with
disobeying Elaine's instructions! Betsy drew back her hand and
whacked Steve's bottom with her palm. The man, too busy at Cindy's
bottom to notice or care, kept up his humping without missing a
beat. Perhaps he even enjoyed the whack. Nonetheless, Betsy drew
back her palm and struck again, and then again. Her tongue worked
its way out the corner of her mouth as she continued. She wondered
if she should trade her palm for the bullwhip, but found herself too
entranced by the close proximity of Steve's dangling testicles to get
up and try. Not to mention the fact that she might accidently hit
Elaine's legs.
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