In any case, she settled for clamping Erica’s head hard between her knees, and keeping her crotch raised slightly above Erica’s mouth so as not to choke her. It meant she wouldn’t be able to feel Erica’s breath and her tears on her cunt, but Laura supposed she couldn’t have anything. Once she was sure Erica was managing the phallus, Laura began to slowly and gently pump her hips up and down, driving the cock in and out of Erica’s lips.
While Erica struggled to suck on the big plastic dick, Laura contemplated her lover’s pussy. It was wet and engorged and sopping wet with pussy juices, but it also had a thick slimy rope of pig cum dripping from it. Laura was initially repulsed, but then she remembered her experience sucking on the strap on today. The cum had tasted good. Would this taste good too? It came from a pig – which was disgusting. A male pig. A real one, too – this wasn’t a fake substitute. But it looked so sexy there, in her lover’s twat. It seemed so obvious looking at it that this was how a vagina was meant to look – wet, ready for fucking, and with a trace of semen leaking from it.
Laura’s cunt made her decision for her. It wanted sex. it wanted slutty, whorish actions. It wanted to cum again and again. Bowing to its commands, Laura leant forward and began licking Erica’s beaver.
And oh, it was good. The cunt juices were thick and nectary and flavored with sweat, while the cum was thick and sticky and salty. Erica squealed and tried to pull her cunt away when Laura started, clearly repulsed by the idea of her lover deliberately licking cum from her pussy, but Laura held her still, and pushed the strap-on a bit further into Erica’s mouth than was comfortable by way of warning, and Erica got the message and held still. With Erica compliant, Laura was free to bury her face in the delicious, wet pussy, to rub her cheeks and nose all around in Erica’s soft moist dampness, and to probe her tongue as deep into Erica’s snatch as it would go to lick out the cum. When it became clear her tongue had tasted everything it could reach, Laura started digging her fingers into Erica’s fuckhole, pulling out big scoops of semen and then licking them from her fingers.
It was amazing. A part of Laura felt uncomfortable with it. Could she be a lesbian and like the taste of cum? Apparently, she could. She didn’t want a man to put it into her, but when the semen got in her mouth anyway it was an amazing sensation. It was like rich, melting chocolate, only better. It was like a sweet vodka mix, only better. It was like sugar melting on her tongue, only better. She couldn’t get enough of it.
At some point during the exploration of Erica’s snatch, Erica orgasmed. Laura didn’t care. In fact, she felt annoyed; Erica shouldn’t get to enjoy this. She viciously pinched Erica’s clitoris as Erica shuddered and moaned around the fat plastic cock, but the pinches only seemed to make Erica cum harder. Laura vindictively pushed her plastic cock further into Erica’s mouth until she felt Erica start to choke and smiled. That was more like it. She let Erica choke for a little, and then pulled back.
After a while, Laura felt her strap-on twitching again, and smiled happily at the thought that it was even now filling Erica’s mouth with the delicious pig sperm. She sighed happily, resting her face against Erica’s pussy, until the strap-on had done its work, and then quickly pulled out of Erica’s mouth, turned around so as to reverse the 69, sunk the cock back into Erica’s twat, and then began to kiss Erica passionately on the mouth.
As she had hoped, Erica’s mouth still tasted of sperm. Laura ran her tongue around the inside of Erica’s mouth, catching the last drips of semen and delightedly sucking them down her throat. Erica only moaned, overwhelmed and broken. Laura bucked against Erica’s pussy until she herself came a second time, and then finally pulled out.
As she lay there next to the exhausted Erica, she unbuckled the strap on and passed it to her girlfriend.
“This is for you to clean. it was nice to you today, so you kiss it to say thank you before anything else. Then you clean it. Cleaning it means you lick it clean as far as possible with your tongue. Then you pour water into the inside of it, tip the water back out, and drink the water. That pig cum is expensive and I want to make sure we don’t waste any. It all goes inside you. Once you’ve done that you clean it inside and outside with soap and water, okay?”
Erica nodded, forlornly. Laura could see she was about to start crying again. She leaned over and kissed Erica.
“Good girl,” she said. “Good little lesbian slut.”
And she thought to herself that if sex from now on was going to be like this, the Clinic had done her a favor in suggesting she treat Erica this way.
Chapter 8
VISITORS
Friday at work was much easier than the rest of the week had been. Laura hadn’t taken the aphrodisiacs, and her sexual urges were under control. She didn’t have to deal with having a wet, needy pussy. Her boss left her alone, having blessedly seemed to forget his request for her to show her his bra in the mornings. Candy left her alone. Laura was able to just do her work and go home.
When she got home there was a delightful surprise. She had almost forgotten her new rules for Erica, but there her lover was, naked and kneeling in front of the front door of the house, her hands cuffed behind her back. Laura beamed with delight and told Erica what a lovely and good girlfriend she was. Erica smiled back happily. Laura closed the front door, raised her skirt, grabbed a handful of Erica’s hair, and guided Erica’s mouth towards her pussy.
After a short session of licking had brought Laura to orgasm, she let her lover stand on her feet, and kissed her on the lips tenderly. However, she didn’t let Erica wear clothes, or clean the cunt juices from her face, and of course she left Erica’s hands cuffed behind her back.
Erica had prepared dinner before stripping and cuffing herself. The two girls sat at the table and ate their meals. Laura considered making Erica eat by putting her face into the food like a dog but took mercy and instead fed Erica from her hand, with Erica pressing her face into Laura’s palm to collect each individual chuck of food one at a time. It was a surprisingly sensual and erotic experience to hand-feed her lover, and afterwards Laura got out the strap-on and repeated last night’s sex session. She noted with approval that Erica had cleaned the dildo well, and she congratulated Erica on her good work while she slapped and raped the girl and sprayed pig cum into her pussy and mouth. Erica cried during the sex but didn’t resist.
As they lay in bed that night, Erica quietly asked, “Why are you hurting me like this?” Laura answered by slapping Erica, and telling her their deal was that Erica never, ever asked questions. Erica shut up dutifully, but Laura realized that there was more work to be done on settling Erica into this pattern of degradation and submission.
The next morning, Laura had realized her solution. She had woken Erica up by gently easing the strap-on into Erica’s pussy, and Erica had woken up with a gasp.
“Why do you like this, Erica?” Laura asked gently as the confused girl struggled to wakefulness.
“What?” asked Erica.
“Why do you like being fucked by a cock?” asked Laura.
“What… I don’t…” began Erica.
“It always gets your pussy wet,” said Laura. “That first night you were dripping wet at the thought.”
Erica didn’t know what to say. She had been wet on Thursday night, even as she was raped and degraded. Even as she was crying. She didn’t know what to say.
“I’ve always suspected that secretly you weren’t a lesbian,” said Laura.
“I am!” protested Erica.
“Secretly you like cock, don’t you?” Laura continued, fucking the dildo in and out of Erica’s snatch.
“No!” said Erica.
Laura leaned in close and whispered in Erica’s ear, as she drove the strap-on deep inside Erica. “If I ever catch you slutting onto a boy,” said Laura quietly, “I will torture your pretty little tits and cunt until you beg for mercy. I will make them sing with pain and people will hear you screaming from five houses away.” She caressed Erica’s cheek with her hand. “And then I will dump you like the worthless little hetero slut that you are.” She bit Erica’s ear gently, and then said, “Do you understand?”
Erica only nodded, confused and on the verge of tears. She didn’t know why Laura was suddenly like this. It was so sudden and inexplicable that Erica knew it had to be something that she herself had done wrong. But she didn’t know what and she didn’t know how to fix it. And she was worried there was a grain of truth in what Laura had said, because even though the plastic strap-on hurt and was disgusting, it somehow felt very right, filling up her pussy like that…
Laura pressed her lips against Erica’s, her large tits flattened against Erica’s smaller ones, and fucked Erica’s twat with the dildo until both girls orgasmed.
***
After the sex, Laura put her plan into motion. She told Erica that she had been a good fuck and deserved a reward. She left Erica lying in bed and went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for both of them. It didn’t take her long to fry some eggs and cook some toast; she accompanied the food with glasses of orange juice. Except that Erica’s juice secretly contained the powdered residue of two of the Mayim Clinic’s aphrodisiac pills.
She brought the food to Erica in bed and watched as Erica ate the food and drank the juice. Afterwards, she cleared away the plates, and then sat with Erica until she saw the drugs take hold. Erica’s face became flushed, her breathing began to quicken, and Laura noted one of Erica’s hands unconsciously move beneath the bedsheets to gently cup and massage Erica’s vagina.
Satisfied that Erica was now thinking with her cunt, just as Laura had been on Thursday, Laura immediately pulled her girlfriend out of bed. Erica, whose finger had just been about to start slowly stroking her clitoris, moaned in frustration.
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