“Stop!” Ariela roared, so loudly that almost everyone in the room jumped. “Don’t move an inch, stupid little puppy!”
Maia’s hip slowed and stopped, but she needed to brace herself against the floor to keep from falling over. Her eyes darted pleadingly up to Lady Armond, but through a force of will that seemed close to consuming her, she held still with her leaking pussy pressed against the lady’s leg. Ariela slowly began to drag her ankle, back and forth, between the older daughter’s legs. “Completely still… yes. Do not move.”
The poor girl seemed close to bursting into tears from the effort of keeping still as the naked foot massaged her between her legs. Her entire body, from her knees, hips up to her shoulders, trembled and she closed her eyes so tightly, contorting her face in a desperate look.
“Taste your juices,” Ariela said, raising her foot to Maia, who sobbed again but eagerly began lapping with her tongue over the toes, cleaning it from the liquid that flowed so freely from her pussy. If anything, the taste only seemed to make her even more lustful, as it wasn’t long before she began sucking on the young woman’s toes as she looked pleadingly at Ariela, who leaned back with a pleasurable expression, eyes half closed.
At the same time, Emi started letting out moans of obvious pleasure as her twin massaged her breasts with his tongue. She even moved Rosa’s red burning face to her other breast to give that side some love as well. Her more prudent twin cast a surprised eye at her, but dared not do anything but continue the same treatment as before, her tongue fluttering over the stiff nipple as her lips sucked softly. Emi’s hand crept up to her saliva-moist, free breast and began caressing it. The other hand wrapped around her sister’s neck and she began to gently fondle and massage the back of Rosa’s head and hair.
“Ohh,” Emilie whispered, her eyes closed and her face painted with a lustful blush. “Keep going like that. Do not stop… please Rosa…”
“What a fucking slut,” someone said. “She enjoys her own sister’s tongue!”
Michel wanted to protest, to come to his daughter’s defense, but even if he hadn’t had a rope between his jaws… he couldn’t deny that it the rough warrior seemed to be right.. Emilie definitely enjoyed what Rosa did. Had she forgotten that it was her sister who was kneeling in front of her, sucking so softly and tenderly?
“Don’t stop, Rosa,” Emilie whispered. “Go on, Rosa… go on… use your tongue more…”
Apparently… not.
Emilie’s cheeks became redder and her hips moved rhythmically, sensually in time with the low moans. Ariela played with her toes over Maia’s face absentmindedly as she looked at the two twins. She brought the whip to the hem of Emilie’s dress, pushing it under the fabric and between the girl’s legs. Emi whimpered as the rod began massaging her most sacred parts.
“Oh… ahh,” she gasped. “K-keep going…”
“It’s nice to give in, isn’t it?” snapped Ariela. “We are basically just animals. Everything else is an illusion. And when that illusion shatters, only our desires remain. We crave food, we crave warmth. And we crave pleasure…”
Emi sobbed and shook her head, but bit her lip as the leather of the whip reached the sensitive spots between her legs. Her hands played with Rosa’s hair, guiding her gently but firmly between her young, perky breasts. At the same time, Maia sucked the soft, red-painted toes that danced across her face. Ariela laughed and caught the girl’s face between her feet, thighs parted and knees bent as she brought the desperate sister closer between her legs. “Stick out your tongue, whore. Be a good dog and maybe mom will reward you.”
Maia obediently stuck out her tongue and panted in a quick, shallow rhythm as saliva dripped down her red tongue. If she felt humiliated by being forced to behave like a dog in front of a dozen strange men, she didn’t show it. The eyes were misty, as if caught in something uncontrollable and she winced as she dry humped against the empty air.
“You want to be filled, don’t you? That something hard and big will fill your burning cunt and free you from the fire that storms through every part of your little, stupid, desperate, virgin body.”
Maia nodded and whimpered with her mouth open, her tongue hanging down over her chin. “Woof! Woof!”
“Just as I thought. And luckily, I have just the perfect cock for a desperate puppy slut.” Dame Armond turned her eyes straight to Michel, where he sat strapped to the chair. “I think you need a hard daddy-cock.”
(To be continued?)
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