Taking Carol

Chapter 27

CHAPTER 27 More Fun At Karen's

Slut and Lizbeth had arrived at a silent accomodation that, though they didn't
think about it, was helping them to bond with one another as s****rs. Each had
had her pussy abused by Karen. Slut's was tender from being f***ed to rub it on
the nasty rabbit fur on the humping bar, far beyond the point where it stopped
being pleasant. Lizbeth had been cruelly impaled on metal phalluses then
shocked repeatedly. Neither was much in the mood for stimulation in the wrong
location, and each was grateful that the other was being gentle.

Given their orders to keep their mouths on the other's cunt, it was impossible
for them simply to maintain contact for the sake of it. So, slut concentrated
on keeping her licking confined to Lizbeth's outer lips and her clit while
Lizbeth concentrated on pushing her tongue deeply up into slut's vagina and
avoiding her reddened and sensitive lips and clit. This suited slut especially
well, because her freshly pierced tongue was quite painful and she was able to
satisfy her instructions by only using the tip of her tongue on Lizbeth. It
suited Lizebeth as well, dehydrated as she was, probing slut's cunt could at
least bring moisture into her body.

The garage was dark, hot, and very stuffy. They were not at all comfortable,
cuffed as they were, ankle to wrist, with slut on top. But, over time and with
much gentleness founded in mutual sympathy, they had managed to be able to give
each other at least enough pleasure to help pass the time. They did not stop
when the door opened and someone entered. Neither could see who it was, locked
in their f***ed embrace as they were. They knew their instructions and would
not violate them until told otherwise.

After an hour of watching the pig work itself into a frenzy on the humping bar
while henry serviced her own pussy and amy serviced Tawny's, Karen had decided
to check on "the girls", as she had put it. She was primarily concerned with
Lizbeth's hydration. It was a pleasant surprise to find them mewling and
moaning on each other's cunts. Karen smiled at the thought that she was forming
such a nice little f****y.

"How are we doing girls?", Karen asked, sounding like a suburbanite mother
checking on her teenage daughters.

slut spoke first, somewhat breathlessly. "This slut is fine, Miss Karen." She
winced. It was the first time she had spoken since Miss Karen had so cruelly
pierced her.

"This handmaiden is well, M'Lady.", Lizbeth answered.

"Good. Do we know why we were punished?"

"Yes, M'Lady.", Lizbeth replied solemnly.

slut hadn't answered, but kept licking Lizbeth's cunt.

"slut?"

slut turned her head slightly to the side. "This slut does not know why she was
punished, Miss Karen."

"Oh, how dumb of you, slut! You have completely forgotten my little rule about
bringing me back exact change and all receipts for purchases?"

slut was shocked. Miss Karen was right. She hadn't brought back the receipt
for the gas, let alone the change. It had all been in the van after she had
been abused by the policewoman, but...the next morning she hadn't seen it again,
and had...forgotten.

"No, er, yes, Miss Karen.", slut answered, feeling her pulse quicken.

"Choose one, slut."

Miss Karen's tone was changing. slut hated that. "Yes, Miss Karen. This slut
forgot to bring back the change and receipts." That felt better. She had
already been punished, after all. Lying would only make it worse.

Karen followed through. "What happened to the change and the receipt for your
gas?"

"Um, it was...not in the van the morning this slut drove home, Miss Karen."