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NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
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SEXY SACRIFICE
Chapter Three
The guests stood in a small circle. Within the circle, trapped like a
rabbit by foxes, was Sophia. She knew little English and she was from
Russia. Now foreign hands groped her, here in the heart of Mexico City,
with the traffic just audible beyond the walls of the house. Somewhere a
siren blared. But it was not rushing to rescue Sophia. The police cared
little for eliminating prostitution in a city where even the Law was in on
the crime. Sophia was like a bark adrift on a vast ocean, utterly at the
mercy of the tides that buffeted her.
ÒHmmm?Ó one of the women asked.
ÒHow like a story in erotic fiction this all is, donÕt you think?Ó
Cindy smiled. She gestured at the walls of the room. It was a sitting
room, hardly a place one might expect to find a naked girl with a black
hood over her head. ÒThe genteel wallpaper, the plates displayed like old
womenÕs heirlooms in the glass armory, the painting by Seurat on the wall.
This is no cheap joint where men can come and go quickly.Ó She smiled
and nudged the man standing next to Sophia, whose name was Montague.
ÒEh, Montague?Ó she asked. She brushed her silk kerchief under him. He
shuddered. He could feel the wetness of the kerchief, which was wet from
his pre-cum and the cocktail spilled from his glass. Montague groaned.
ÒIt is much more fun to tease them than to just let them have their
pleasure, donÕt you think?Ó Cindy said to the two women.
ÒYes,Ó Lisette answered. She was a white woman, with dark blonde
hair. ÒBut do you have the things? I should like to wear mine now.Ó
ÒOf course,Ó Cindy answered.
It was not long afterward that Sophia found herself standing in the
same room, listening to music. She thought the music was coming from a
stereo. In fact, however, it was piped discreetly from speakers in the
wall, and controlled by an intercom board in the kitchen. The music filled
the first floor of the house. It also played in the room Sophia was
standing in. Someone had turned it on to block out the sounds of the
traffic outside. They had also done it to drown the sounds inside the
house from reaching beyond the walls.
Raul watched on the T.V. upstairs. He pleasured himself. As he
fought off a desire to spill, he smiled at the erotic beauty of the scene on
his T.V. Two dresses were now draped over a chair. SophiaÕs dress
remained on the floor. Cindy was still clothed in her modest skirt and
blouse but Lisette and Carlita, the two paying guests, now were naked.
Montague, also naked, displayed his cock stiffly, while the two women
laughed and handled the ÒthingsÓ Lisette had spoken of.
ÒOh! I need help buckling mine!Ó Lisette said. Cindy walked up
behind her. She admired the curve of the womanÕs bottom and then took
hold of the belt that the woman was trying to buckle into the small of her
back.
ÒHere. Let me,Ó Cindy said.
ÒOh you should not let yourself remain clothed, darling,Ó Carlita said
to Cindy. She walked up behind the woman, one hand on the ÒthingÓ she
was trying to fasten to herself, the other reaching out and clasping the
back of CindyÕs dress. An older madam might have complained but Cindy
was only 26, still young enough to yearn to play with her guests. She
squealed as Carlita unzipped her. Otherwise she kept her hands on
LisetteÕs unbuckled belt. She fastened the buckle as Carlita, successful in
undoing her dress, went for her panties. Montague gasped as he found
himself in a room with four naked females. The abundance of available
flesh was breathtaking; large breasts with succulent nipples bounced
before his eyes as slender tight-cheeked bottoms swayed with delicious
abandon. He had his pick of these females, and he felt suddenly inadequate
with his already too-excited cock. An inadvertent gesture might cause
him to spill. He would surely come up again, but how many times?
Twice? Thrice? Four women could milk him dry and take him beyond, into
a realm of impotence and unmanliness. Cindy sensed his worry. She
looked at him as Carlita caused her to lift her arms so she could pull off
her blouse.
ÒYes, Montagoo,Ó Cindy said. Her blouse brushed her lips and mangled
her words as she spoke. ÒDid you know we are being watched? We are
being seen on closed-circuit T.V. Other eyes are watching you besides
ours. They will evaluate your performance tonight. Hold onto yourself--
do not embarrass yourself by cumming too soon.Ó
Lisette got off CindyÕs blouse. She had not unbuttoned it. It was
more fun to cause the madam to lift her arms, and to briefly imprison her
by yanking it over her head. Now she cast it aside onto a chair, the same
chair that held hers and CarlitaÕs dresses. She picked up CindyÕs dress off
the floor and added that to the pile of clothes on the chair as well. She
unfastened CindyÕs bra, even as Cindy finished fastening the belt to
Lisette.
ÒMmmm, it is nice, donÕt you think?Ó Sophia heard a voice say. It
was some minutes later. Hands, newly wetted with oil, came once again
to her body. Sophia gasped. She shuddered as she was felt in all her most
intimate places. The guests ignored her arms and legs. They went
straight for the places that mattered.
ÒOh God!Ó Sophia moaned.
ÒHold still,Ó Cindy admonished the girl. Her own hands had now
joined those of the guests. The girl was a delightful creature, flawlessly
young and slim, with breasts big enough for a gourd fair. CindyÕs hands
fluttered on the air. Her fingers bumped a prick. She gasped. At first she
thought the object she had touched was a door handle and, with frantic
excitement, she twisted the ÒhandleÓ and tried to open the ÒdoorÓ.
ÒHey!Ó Montague said. The women laughed. Sophia blushed within
her hood and quickly her hand leapt away. She found another prick. She
felt it cautiously. She felt no pulse in it. Was it a door handle? She tried
turning it. There was no shout this time, only laughter. Sophia puzzled
over the ÒhandleÓ. Her twisting fingers found the knob implacable,
unmoving. But it was a knob! And it was not a living thing...
ÒEeeek!Ó Sophia suddenly shouted. She yanked her hand away.
ÒYes, dear, it is not the handle of a door. It is a dildo. It is
LisetteÕs, fastened by a harness to her waist. Would you like to have it in
you?Ó
ÒNooo,Ó Sophia answered. Her hands circled her waist. They bumped
another knob. She explored this one, cautiously. Again she found what
seemed to be a handle. But when she felt the tip, and found it had a pee
hole in it, her heart sank.
ÒYes, it can squirt,Ó Carlita laughed. ÒIf I squeeze the balls warm
milk will spurt out. Would you like some? Are you thirsty? Shall I fill
your belly by your mouth, or by your pretty cuntlips?Ó
ÒOoooh! Neither!Ó Sophia answered. Then, breathlessly, her words
muffled by her hood, she added, ÒI want to go home!Ó
ÒHome to Russia?Ó Cindy asked. She patted the girlÕs flat belly.
ÒNo, darling, you are too young for that. Perhaps when this womb of yours
has been filled to bursting, with the sperm of my many customers.
Perhaps when it has conceived from the abundance of seed pumped into it.
Then I will let you go. Then I will send you away, for your work will be
done, for who wants to mate with a whore who is heavy with child? But
not yet. You are only newly opened, and have much work to do in the fields
of pleasure.Ó
ÒMmmm, three cocks, all ready for her, and she resists. How young
and silly she is!Ó Lisette said. She patted SophiaÕs rump. ÒIt is nice,Ó she
said. ÒI should like to see it split by this prick IÕm wearing. May I?Ó
ÒOf course,Ó Cindy answered. ÒSophia, bend over. One of our guests
would like to explore your behind.Ó
Upstairs, all now unfolded as if in RaulÕs erotic dreams. Sophia,
with the bag over her head, blocking her eyes and muzzling her mouth,
reached for her knees. Lisette walked round to her backside and admired
her ass. She reached for the girlÕs cheeks as Sophia touched her silk-
stockinged knees.
ÒHold still,Ó Lisette ordered the girl. Carlita, grinning, squirted oil
onto LisetteÕs fake prick. It was the same oil the guests had used to wet
their hands, and slick down SophiaÕs most intimate parts. With a gasp
Sophia now realized why the guests had insisted on poking their fingers
into her holes, even the hole of her bottom. It was to prepare her for this
moment! She was greased both inside and out.
Cindy lifted SophiaÕs hood. The girl felt a rush of fresh air into her
mouth. She felt relieved. But her relief did not last.
ÒPut your prick to her lips,Ó Cindy told Montague. ÒHold her upon it.
Do not spill in her mouth. Simply use your penis as a hook by which to
keep her in place.Ó
Sophia felt her bottom cheeks spread apart by sharp-nailed fingers.
They were the fingers of Lisette. At the same time she felt a knob
present itself to her mouth. She inhaled. The knob used the intake of
breath as an invitation to slide into her. Sophia yelped. She felt her
ability to breathe through her mouth cut off as the big living dong slid into
her. Frantically, like a horse on its last lap, she breathed through her
nose. Montague felt the puffs of breath from SophiaÕs nose on the shaft of
his dick and he smiled. At the same time, with his pee hole, he felt her
tonsils in the back of her mouth.
ÒClamp down,Ó Montague told the girl. It was a mostly useless
comment, for he filled her to the limit of her ability to hold anything in
her mouth. Indeed he nearly pried apart her jaw as he slid into her.
However the effect was charming, for just as Montague said Òclamp
down,Ó Lisette said Òopen,Ó ordering the girl to expand her rosette so that
Lisette, bumping her fake cock against it, could slide up into her ass.
Sophia had little control over her mouth, and less over her anus.
How could she Òclamp downÓ when she felt as if she was having her jaw
dislocated? And how could she ÒopenÓ when she was accustomed to
simply using her bottom for defecating? The girl squirmed. Montague held
her on his prick. Lisette yanked her cheeks apart, hard, and thereby
stretched a little her anus. Then she pushed the bulbing knob of her fake
cock into her, even as Montague slid down her throat.
Upstairs, Raul came. He watched with fascination as the gagging,
resistant young girl was taken fore and aft. Montague showed little mercy
for SophiaÕs retching. He forced her to get used to having a living prick
down her throat. In back, Lisette was equally implacable. She had her own
selfish reasons for not wanting to tear the girlÕs sphincter but, aside from
that, she cared little for Sophia aside from her ability to accept a cock.
She broke in the girl, moving the fake penis deeper and deeper into her
bowels. At last Sophia was like a pig, with a stick rammed down her
mouth and, seemingly, right through her to her ass.
ÒOh, I wish to do her next!Ó Carlita told Lisette. ÒDonÕt ruin her.Ó
ÒDonÕt worry. IÕm not,Ó Lisette answered. ÒI know how to take a girl
slowly.Ó
ÒMmmm. I should like to put on a cock and do her too,Ó Cindy said.
She licked her lips. How wonderful it is to see a girl bent over and mated,
forced to accept whatever is done to her,Ó she said.
ÒYes,Ó Lisette agreed. She grunted as she found her fake self deep in
the girlÕs guts. She began to pull back, then she rammed forward again.
Within her hood Sophia screamed. Lisette was oblivious. She knew the
girl was not injured, and her reservations about her condition were, to
Lisette, quite immaterial. ÒNow I shall squeeze the balls on this penis,
and fill her up,Ó Lisette announced. ÒThen you can do her, Carlita. She
will have her fill of milk before this night is out. Indeed, she will
probably find it coming out her pretty nose.Ó
And so the evening progressed. Raul thrilled at the sight of the
naked bodies cavorting on his T.V. He would have liked to join them but
Cindy had locked him into the bedroom. So he contented himself with lying
on his cool sheets. He reawakened his penis with his hand. Easily and
guiltlessly he enjoyed another spurt while, downstairs, Montague was
forbidden the same pleasure. He was required to stuff himself into
SophiaÕs mouth but not to cum, even as the girls released the contents of
their fake dongs into SophiaÕs ass. Later, Montague was ordered to lie
down. He was made to lie down on the floor, as Raul relaxed upstairs in
his king-sized bed. Raul watched as the girls used MontagueÕs cock as a
post. Foam rings were tossed at it, in a game of ring toss. Even little
Sophia, when she had had the bag removed from her head, joined in. She
rubbed her bottom, at the same time throwing rings at MontagueÕs dick.
ÒDonÕt spurt,Ó Cindy told Montague, as a ring thrown by Sophia went
shuddering down MontagueÕs stiff erection.
ÒVery good, Sophia,Ó Lisette congratulated the girl. ÒA bottom-
fucking gives a female confidence, donÕt you think?Ó
ÒYes,Ó Sophia said. Her voice was a barely audible whisper. ÒBut it
hurts too,Ó she added.
Carlita patted the girlÕs behind. ÒAll the best things hurt,Ó she told
Sophia.
Cindy gazed at Sophia. She admired her large, free-swinging
breasts. She licked her lips at how the girlÕs ribs displayed themselves in
her torso. She smiled at the girlÕs pretty mons, down inbetween her legs.
It was still untouched this evening, despite the two cocks the girl had
endured in her bottom, and the one sheÕd had in her mouth. ÒSophia, dear,Ó
Cindy said to her charge. ÒIt is not common for a madam to fuck her own
whore. But I find you irresistible. With the permission of our guests, I
should like to put on a cock. I want to do your cunt.Ó Cindy looked at
Lisette. ÒWhat do you think?Ó
ÒYes,Ó Lisette said. ÒYou are as beautiful as she, in your own way.
And I will clean off my dong and shove it up you, after you have done her.Ó
ÒOh, you are wicked,Ó Cindy smiled.
ÒBend over first,Ó Carlita told the young madam. ÒI didnÕt undress
you for nothing. Take hold of your ankles. I want to see this cock IÕm
wearing go up your pretty behind.Ó
ÒOh not now,Ó Cindy replied.
ÒYes now,Ó Carlita told the young woman. ÒBend over! What a
charming pair of cheeks you have! There is still some milk left in these
balls IÕm wearing. YouÕre going to enjoy it, pumped right up inside that
pretty ass of yours.Ó
And so the act was done. Raul could see Sophia standing off to one
side, her hands clapped to her own behind as she watched. Cindy took the
penis with difficulty. She was tighter and less experienced than a madam
might have been thought to be. When it was over, Carlita, stroking the
fake dong sheÕd used as if it were a living thing, said,
ÒReally, Cindy. You should be more accustomed to a cock than that.
To think that youÕve shown so many girls the pleasures of ravishment, but
withheld them from yourself!Ó Cindy could only gasp, and nod. When she
finally stood up she ordered Sophia to lie on the couch and she donned a
cock and did her.
At last Montague was the only one left. He had yet to cum, unlike the
girls, who had exerted themselves in each other until all of them were
exhausted. The four girls turned to the man. Their hair was disheveled,
tangled, like skeins of yarn run askew. Their eyes were wet. Their lips
were dry, from all of their shared kisses. They advanced on Montague like
Bacchic revelers closing on King Pentheus. He shuddered. He backed away.
He gazed at their flashing nails and into their hot, lust-colored eyes.
ÒNow Montague, your time has come,Ó Cindy breathed. She reached
out and grasped the man by the one thing he continued to present, even as
he withdrew from them. She grabbed his dick. Then Carlita grabbed him,
also by his penis, for it was a big, long schlong. And then Lisette! And
then young Sophia, who, finding MontagueÕs penis well attended, clutched
his balls.
ÒGive it to him, girls!Ó Cindy said breathlessly. Montague thought
they would topple him backwards but they had no interest in using him in
so grand a way. Instead, to his mortification, they mauled his penis with
their hands. They used their lips too, parched as they were, until at last
he lost himself, and spurted like a broken fire hydrant into their summer-
hot faces.
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