Taking Carol

Chapter 35

CHAPTER 35 Closure

Tawny approached Karen, casually licking off her slick and glistening lower
right arm. She had been so involved in fisting lizbeth that she had lost track
of Karen. She was surprised to see that she had pulled up a lawn chair next to
their new toy. slut and lizbeth were both wandering around harmlessly, unable
to find each other let alone anything else. Tawny was sure that lizbeth would
prefer to have some time to recover after what she had put her through, but
Tawny had other plans.

"What's the ringside seat for?", Tawny asked.

"Oh, I've just had the most wicked thought!", Karen exclaimed, smiling. "Our
friend here thought he'd take matters into his own hands and tried to shake the
crop out of his ass. I helped him with it, but it cost a bit of contentment
where his little gonads are concerned."

Tawny nodded as she continued to lick off her arm and hand.

"Anyway, I thought Casanova here would find it quite troubling to be fucked by
his wife, so I have amy bringing the harness."

"Oh, that is wicked.", Tawny commented without enthusiasm. "I hope with a big
one?"

"Yes. Ten inch."

"Let me get a chair. This will be fun."

slut was doing everything that she could to avoid a forbidden orgasm. She felt
helpless to prevent it, however, with the way amy, or someone, was handling her.
At first she was not at all sure what was being done to her, but soon realized a
strap-on dildo had been tightly fastened to her. It pressed firmly against her
sopping cunt, squeezing juices out which then ran down her thighs. She surmised
she would be fucking the male slave that she and lizbeth had been made to abuse,
so was not surprised when she was led a short distance to an unknown point and
guided down onto her knees. Unable to see or hear anything through the full
head hood, she simply reacted to the hands which guided her forward, then a bit
to the side. She felt tugging, pulling her hips forward, and knew the dildo was
being inserted for her. Seconds later, her hips were grasped on either side
from behind and she was shown that it was time to begin fucking.

It took only a few seconds for her to get properly balanced on her knees and to
find the proper stroke length. She had been fucked by Miss Karen with the long,
shiny black dildo that she was fairly sure was the one mounted on her now.
Thinking of that did nothing to push back the mounting pressure on her cunt.
There was absolutely no way she was going to avoid it. She began to wonder if
it would be better to attempt to control and conceal it or just let it happen.
Of course the Mistresses would understand that she had no ability to prevent it.
Maybe she could...

Before slut could finish her thought, a shattering spike of pure shivering
pleasure shot up through her body. As much as she tried to maintain her fucking
rhythm, the spasms she experienced caused her muscles to tighten to the point of
immobility for several long seconds. She simply knelt there, in mid-stroke,
quivering uncontrollably. It was delicious. While it was happening she didn't
care if they chopped her feet off for it, but as it began to subside, fear
overcame her. Quickly, she began pumping again, hopeful that heads had been
turned in another direction or that mercy would be extended in consideration of
the circumstances.

"Look at how his eyes are bulging.", Karen observed calmly.

"Yes. It's as though he has never been fucked before.", Tawny replied. She
looked over her shoulder to see that lizbeth was simply standing off in a corner
of the yard. She was obviously crying inside that hood. Too bad for her,
Tawny thought. "amy, retrieve lizbeth and get her cunt mounted on henry."