Half-conscious, Cleo heard a door open, then close quietly. Heels clicking loudly on the tile surface brought her all the way back, as someone came closer. Jade appeared in front of her, in a long evening gown slit to the waist. The four-inch heels she wore, gave her even more stature, nearly revealing her chocolate breasts in its low-cut cleavage. She was achingly beautiful. Her voice wasn’t beautiful, though. It sounded cold and cruel in the nearly empty room.
“My, my, we did have ourselves some fun, didn’t we, Sweetie?”
Cleo just stared back angrily, not answering. Jade said, “Did I hear you begging to be fucked, just now?”
Cleo still didn’t answer, so the black woman continued. “Well, I guess not. I’ll just be going then.” Jade turned to leave.
“Wait,” Cleo suddenly pleaded. “Don’t go, please. I need . . . something . . . so bad.”
“Something? I don’t know what that means, Sweetie.”
Cleo didn’t hesitate this time. “I need someone to fuck me – just FUCK me! Please!”
Jade laughed, and it sounded even crueler than earlier. Ralph, her old boss had told Wolf that, up until just to three months ago, the young, desperate blonde kneeling before her, had been your typical, spoiled little “nice” girl, married to your typical, spoiled “nice” guy, having a typical, spoiled married-life. It was clear that the girl she now observed before her, was a dick-starved, climax -addicted little sex-fiend. Jade absently wondered how such a change could occur in someone so young, in that relatively short period of time. Cleo had been completely turned around. She was a rare find indeed!
“Oh, rest assured you’ll be fucked, Sweetie – fucked right out of your pretty little mind,” Jade said. She moved around the platform, observing Cleo, as the chained girl tried following her with her eyes, finally losing her over her shoulder. Lowering her head, she stared at Jade between her spread legs, aware that droplets were forming on her pouty, shaved slit. Cleo groaned softly. “Please,” she muttered mindlessly.
She watched as Jade hiked her long dress and climbed onto the platform behind her, completely nude beneath the long dress. Her chocolate body smooth and graceful, her pink slit gleaming bright and moist through the hairy tuff between her long legs. “Oh Sweetie, you smell like ape cum. Have you been fucking apes?”
“Please Jade. I’ll do anything to you. Anything you want. Just please . . .”
Jade crawled around in front of her, her hairy pussy just out of reach for Cleo’s hungry, out-stretched tongue. “I was gonna lick your cute little pussy and blow your mind, but you stink like ape spunk, Sweetie.” She moved slightly forward, spreading her long legs wide, her gaping labia, a scant millimeter from the tip of Cleo’s searching tongue. “Please, Jade . . . let me . . .” Cleo could smell the older woman’s dark musk, see her female excretions, almost taste her juices. It was over-loading her senses, nearly short-circuiting her entire sensory capabilities. “Please,” she muttered mindlessly, her tongue out-stretched, wiggling with desperation.
Jade’s deep, throaty laugh was one of pure delight. She knew now, that Cleo would gladly summit to anything she wanted, commit any depravity she demanded. She was Queen Bitch, and Cleo was her willing slave. The thought was absolutely – intoxicating. Sliding forward millimeter-by-millimeter, she watched the peep-show developing between her long, brown legs and Cleo’s hungry mouth – inching ever closer to the flicking tongue that was striving so desperately to satiate its hunger with her wetness. She continued, slowly moving forward until Cleo’s sucking mouth completely covered her gaping snatch. The sight of this beautiful young blonde doing that to her – the feeling of power it gave her – was so awesome it took her breath away.
As for Cleo, it was like receiving a shot of hard drugs – actually making her swoon – causing her to emit a soft, blubbery moan, as she ran her tongue up Jade’s dark crack all the way to her puckered asshole, and then back down again. It was though she hadn’t eaten in days, and this, the food she’d been craving. The black woman was already so wet that Cleo’s moans were causing tiny bubbles to escape from her soppy vagina. The pretty blonde didn’t care. In fact, she was washing her face in it, loving it – needing it. All too soon Jade stiffened, climaxing, flooding her working mouth with an unbelievable amount of pussy juice, convulsing over-and-over against the hot, flickering tongue, and screaming her lust as Cleo obediently serviced her. When she’d finished climaxing, Jade simply arose and walked away to leave the girl moaning in frustration on the lonely table-top, her face wet with spent pussy juice. Lying with her face flat against the table, Cleo watched Jade retreating, through the tunnel her legs formed, seeing her own cunt literally dripping from unfulfilled desire. She felt like she was losing her mind.
A few minutes later the door open and closed again, and a wrinkled old man stood before her, his limp cock hanging from his fly. He moved closer, his strong stench assaulting her nostrils. “Lick me girly and I might set you free.” He crackled lewdly.
Having little choice, and desperately wanting to flee this place, she held her breath and did as he asked, licking it all over, taking it entirely into her mouth and lolling it around her tongue. It tasted awful, stinging her tongue – and it remained soft. Once the worst was past, she tried harder, hoping the old man would ease her misery if she got it hard. Try as she might, that didn’t happen. He finally pulled it out of her working mouth, looked at her in disgust, and said, “Why can’t you get me hard, slut? You like those animals better?” Then he turned and walked to another door. He went through it only to return a moment later, leading the two giant apes she’s serviced earlier. They were both on short chains, grunting loudly as they sensed her, and Jade’s juices on her face. She gasped at them in terror. Both had raging hard-ons.
“They smell the black woman’s pussy juice all over your face, honey.” Chuckling lewdly, the old man attached each of the short chains to a ring in the floor, and try as they might the chains were far too short for the frustrated beasts to reach the platform holding her. Cleo sighed with momentary relief. The apes growled and bellowed their mating call, their cocks pointing accusingly straight at her. The old man walked up and tossed a key near one of her hands, grinning down at her.
“There’s the cocks you been pleading for, honey. Help yourself.” He crackled again, leaving her to fumble clumsily with the locks. Cleo finally got one hand free, and then the other. Then she released her ankles. Her legs were terribly weak, trembling as she stumbled toward the door. It was locked from the outside. There was no way out! She turned around-and-around in the room. On every wall, videos were still playing, showing people fucking in every position imaginable. She grasped her head between her hands, clutching it and moaning pitifully. Somewhere from behind the locked door, her unheard watchers laughed.
She decided she needed to try the other door, the one the old man led the animals through. Maybe there was another way out through there. The problem was, she would have to walk right between, and closely past, the two apes to get there. She knew from experience, what they’d do if they got their paws on her. Their cocks were even harder and more engorged than before, and on their ugly animal faces, she recognized the look of frustrated lust. It made her shiver.
Ain’t gonna happen again, fellows, she thought. I’m outta here.
As she inched between them sideways, she found their short chains allowed them to get no closer than about three or four-feet, apart, leaving a lane between them. If she were careful, she’d be okay. They waited, watching her closely to see what she was up to, until she was exactly between them, and then they both reached for her at the same time! Their fingers stopped, no more fourteen inches from her. She sighed deeply, and the apes glared at her with raw lust. She wondered if they had memories – if they were capable of remembering what she’d done to them earlier. Probably. Men never forgot something like that. She inched sideways again, her eyes drawn to the knobby, jerking cock only inches away. It was leaking a continuous stream of fluid, just as it had done earlier. All these beasts knew was that she was of the female species and had a place to put their extended cocks. They were ready to mate. Naked as she was, she was sure they could smell her excretions – also aware of just how wet she still was down there from Jade’s earlier manipulations. She paused, glancing down – licking her dry lips. God, she was so close she could smell their awesome cocks, remembering how they’d felt inside her – how they’d tasted. She shivered again, and this time it wasn’t with fear.
Don’t do this, she told herself angrily. Just get out of here! Despite that, she felt her mouth watering as she weighed the possibilities. If she were very careful, maybe . . . No! Definitely not! Frozen in place, she stared, fascinated by the huge, jerking cock throbbing right in front of her. The past two day’s frustrations flooded over her – how these awful people had stopped her from achieving the slightest pleasure, humiliated her beyond comprehension. Now, here she was alone, no one to tell her no – nobody to stop her. Almost of their own volition, her knees simply lowered her to the floor barely out of reach, but right between the two animals. Her heart thundering in her chest, she could scarcely breath, leaning closer, careful lest she move too close. The throbbing cock was scant inches in front of her face now, its tip dripping juice onto the tile floor. Breathing through a half-open mouth, she licked her dry lips. The smaller ape was quieter now, watching expectantly. The other animal was bellowing, going nuts trying to reach her.
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