Submission (29 page)

Mike gasped as he released his hot seed into Rose's mouth, filling her cheeks, coating her tongue with his white liquid. Rose moaned deeply as she savoured her first ever taste of male come. Running her tongue round the bulbous head as the milky fluid gushed from the tiny slit, she swallowed hard, gulping down her delicacy until she'd drained the pleasure from the huge male organ.

'Very good, girls!' Swain praised. 'I'm feeling quite randy after watching you drink all that lovely sperm! Later, you can both drink from me - when I've tied you down, that is. Now, what shall we do next? Ah, yes, I know. Julia, would you like to suck Emily's clitoris? I'm sure you can make her come with your hot tongue! The men can watch, that will stiffen them in readiness for your bottom-hole. Emily, lie on the floor and open your legs. Go on, do it!'

Spread on the floor, Emily looked up at Mike, wondering what he'd think if he knew that she'd enjoyed licking and drinking from Hannah's pussy, what he'd say if he knew that she'd been brought to orgasm by another girl's caressing tongue.
Will it excite him?
she wondered.
Will it make him stiff to see a girl suck an orgasm from me?
The thought excited her very much.

Settling between Emily's open legs, Julia pushed her face into the soft swell of the girl's vaginal lips. Breathing in the heady scent of female sex, she closed her eyes and ran her tongue along the length of the opening groove, her stomach fluttering as she tasted the girl-juice oozing from the hot hole.

Her thoughts turned to Hannah and Emily, the lesbian lovers she'd denounced so harshly. And yet, here she was, fervently drinking from Emily's young vagina, revelling in sucking the pinken folds of female sex. Her own clitoris stiffening between her dark pussy lips, Julia gently lapped at Emily's spasming sheath, breathed in the intoxicating odour of the girl's hot intimacy. Now, she too was torn between the delights of male and female.

Noticing Mike's penis rising as he watched the lesbian scene, Swain ordered him to position himself behind Julia and use her bottom-hole as a vagina. Without hesitation, he complied. Parting her dark buttocks to reveal the little hole nestling in her crease, he pressed his hard knob against the delicate tissue and gasped as the head slipped into the heat of her body. Julia gasped, too, as her bottom took inch after inch of the hard prick-shaft, swallowing it until she felt Mike's hairy balls tickle her swelling vaginal lips.

Mouthing at Emily's wet pussy, stiffening the girl's rosebud clitoris with her tongue, Julia rocked back and forth with Mike's fucking motions. Never had she been so aroused, so near to orgasm without so much as a caressing finger attending her throbbing bud. Lost in the pleasure of her gross sexuality, she flicked Emily's clitoris with her tongue until the girl arched her back and gasped her appreciation.

Groping between her own legs, Julia frigged herself frantically as she drank the warm come from Emily's tight hole. Rubbing her clitoris as fast as she could, she brought on her orgasm as Mike groaned and filled her bowels with his sperm. Writhing, gasping, the three naked bodies shook with pleasure as their orgasms mingled, taking them to new and wondrous levels of sexual awareness, until, finally collapsing into a heap of trembling limbs, they breathed deeply, relaxing in the aftermath of their journeys. Still holding Mike's penis in her tight bottom and Emily's spent clitoris in her mouth, Julia, closed her eyes and allowed herself to drown in the sexual warmth of the debauched union. She had found her sex heaven, at last, and wondered at her future. Hannah would never understand, she was sure. But, she reflected, Hannah had gone - for good.

'Now you, Fowler - fuck Rose's bottom-hole,' Swain ordered, her face flushed with her heightening arousal. His hard shaft in his hand, Fowler knelt behind Rose as she got down on all fours and offered her buttocks to receive her pleasure. Her huge breasts hung from her chest, swaying as Fowler stabbed at her bottom-hole, finally managing to slip his knob past her defeated muscles.

'That's it, Fowler!' Swain commented as she watched his shaft sink into the girl's tight bottom. 'Push it right in as far as you can and give her a good fucking! And you!' she added, turning to Mike. 'Get underneath her and give her cunt a good seeing to!'

Clambering beneath Rose's body, Mike pulled her down gently until her open vaginal lips settled either side of his stiffening penis. As he slipped his shaft deep into her body, she gasped and closed her mouth over his, kissing him passionately as both her holes swelled and sucked in the solid male organs.

Rose shuddered and pushed her tongue deep into Mike's mouth as the magnificent double fucking brought her near to her climax. The ramming penises filling her, opening her body, massaging the inner flesh of her consumed love holes, she couldn't hold back her impending orgasm.

Gripping her in the hand of lust, Rose's climax rocked her young body, shook her very soul as she was filled to the brim with gushing sperm. The deep valley of sex between her thighs crudely bared, her holes sucking the pleasure from two hard penises, she became dizzy with sex, rolling her eyes as she discovered a new level of consciousness.

Oozing from her hot spasming holes, the male come trickled between Rose's legs, lubricating the pistons within her cylinders until all three fell limp, gasping their pleasure, breathing their satisfaction. Her body sandwiched between the men, their cocks still deep within her holes, Rose shuddered as her clitoris stiffened once again. She wanted more, more sex, more sperm filling her. She desperately wanted to suck on Emily's young pussy, to drink her come as it flowed in torrents from the girl's quivering body. But her pleasure was over - for now.

'Well done!' Swain commented gleefully, still pointing the gun at the three spent bodies. 'And now...'

'And now you'll give me the gun!' Smith yelled, grabbing Swain from behind and taking the weapon.

'Your timing is perfect,' Fowler quipped, grabbing his clothes and moving towards his stepfather. 'Now, what shall we do with this lot?'

'Deal with them once and for all this time!' Smith declared, pushing Swain into the cell and closing the door.

Back to square one, Emily thought sadly, gazing through the bars at Fowler as he dressed. 'Well, we've fucked up, again!' she observed, turning to Julia.

'You can say that again! Hannah's gone, and Roxanne and...'

'And Heidi,' Mike added, sitting on the bed, pulling his jeans on.

As Fowler and Smith walked away, Emily turned to Swain and grinned. 'We've got this fat cow!' she gloated, pushing Swain onto the bed. 'Let's give her something to think about, shall we? Something to remember!'

'I'm not touching her!' Mike objected, eyeing her body.

'Nor me!' said Julia. 'But there's a cane over there in the corner. We could give her a damn good thrashing!'

'Good idea,' Emily agreed, grabbing the cane. 'Take your clothes off, Swain. The tables have turned, yet again!' Tugging on Swain's skirt, Mike and Julia pulled it down to her ankles to reveal her tight knickers clinging to the bulge of her pussy lips, ensconced between her fleshy thighs. Ripping her jacket and top off, they lifted her bra and let her heavy breasts drop like bombs. Though the woman fought desperately to stop them tearing her knickers from her body, she could do nothing against Mike's strong hands.

'God, you're fat!' Emily exclaimed, grinning at the woman's huge breasts and massive nipples. Looking to Mike, she smiled. 'Turn her over and hold her down. I'm going to give her some of her own medicine.' Kneeling by the bed, Swain buried her face in the blanket as Mike pinned her down.

'I don't want the cane!' she cried as Emily landed the first blow across her huge wobbling buttocks. 'Please, I can't take it!'

'Tough!' Emily spat, thrashing the fleshy orbs with all her might. 'Revenge, Swain! This is my revenge!'

One by one the thin weals appeared, criss-crossing the soft flesh, etching Emily's vengeance. Spreading the bovine legs, Julia pushed her fist into the gaping hole beneath the burning buttocks as Emily continued her thrashing.

'That's enough!' Swain pleaded as Julia rammed her fist in and out of the woman's bloated vagina. 'Please, I can't take any more!'

'I've only just started!' Emily yelled, landing blow after blow across the crimson buttocks.

'I think you'd better stop,' Mike intervened, noting the fire in Emily's eyes. 'She's had more then enough.'

Dropping the cane to the floor, Emily leaned against the wall and watched as Julia brought Swain ever nearer to her climax. The woman's thick outer cunt lips tightened around Julia's fist and her entire body shook as her clitoris erupted and her cream flowed. Giving her no quarter, Julia rammed the hot hole for all she was worth until the mighty gripping muscles halted her. Withdrawing her fist, she sat on the floor and gazed in amazement at the milky juices flowing in torrents from the gaping hole, drowning the huge, red, sagging inner lips.

'I'll give her another thrashing when I've regained my strength,' Emily panted, grabbing the cane.

'No, please!' Swain gasped.

'You showed us no mercy, Swain, so why should we show you any?'

'Please, no! I can help you to escape. I can...'

'You're forgetting that you're Fowler's prisoner, too. There's no way any of us can escape, so you'll just have to take your punishment. I'm going to thrash you again and again for what you are, for what you've done, Swain!' Moving cautiously through the woods towards the centre, Rebecca dived into some bushes as she heard Fowler and Smith talking. 'They'll be in the cottage outhouse,' Fowler was saying as they passed.

'I can't think where else she'd have hidden a dozen or so girls,' Smith replied. 'It's a pity you didn't see her take them from the centre.'

'She wouldn't have moved the tarts if I'd been there, would she?'

The men out of sight, Rebecca crept from the bushes and ran the short distance to the centre, breathing a sigh of relief as she discovered the rear door open. But there was little point in going in if the prisoners weren't there, she thought as she wandered down the corridor towards the cells.

'Emily!' she cried as she peered through the iron bars to see the girl thrashing Swain's huge buttocks.

'What do you want?' Emily demanded, briefly looking from Swain's crimson flesh.

'I've come to help you,' the girl replied.

'Oh, that's a good one!'

Grabbing the key from the wall, Rebecca opened the door, offering Emily her freedom. 'I'm with you now,' she asserted as Emily ushered the prisoners from the cell, Swain's naked body lying over the bed.

'And what does your father have to say about that?' Emily asked, turning the key in the lock.

'Not a lot. He thinks I'm going to Canada with my mother, but he's wrong,' Rebecca asserted as they ran down the corridor and slipped through the rear door to freedom.

On their way back to Mike's cottage, Emily told her new ally about Hannah and Roxanne and the other girls, locked inside a container on their way to South America.

'There's nothing I can do to help,' Rebecca sighed.

'What about your father?' Emily asked. 'Surely he can do something to help us?'

'I doubt it. Anyway, why should he help Hannah? After all, they are enemies!'

'Yes, but to know that young girls are being shipped abroad, and to stand by and do nothing about it is...'

'I'll get word to him, but I don't think it will do any good. In the meantime, what have you got planned?'

'What, indeed? Let's get back to Mike's place and talk about the future - what little future there is, anyway!'

'Fowler's on the loose,' Julia said thoughtfully. 'If we can get our hands on him and take him to Evans...'

'Good idea!' Emily grinned, her eyes sparkling with hope of seeing Hannah again. 'We'll tell Evans about South America, and Fowler will have to cough up the details!' Cursing Swain, Fowler left the cottage outhouse with Smith in tow. 'The bitch has taken the girls somewhere!' he blasted.

'So? You've got more than enough pussy being shipped to South America to last you a lifetime, haven't you?'

'True, but that Heidi girl - I want her!'

'Why her?'

'Because she's that bloke's sister. I like the idea of having his sister. I like anything that upsets Emily Johnson and her friends.'

'Let's go back to the centre and ask Swain where the girls are. Or, should I say, beat the information out of her!'

'Good idea. I've wanted my revenge on Swain for a long time. She's the one who caused me all this trouble. Now I'll show her what trouble really is! And take the Heidi girl to South America.'

'When are you leaving the country?'

'I've a private jet leaving for Rio first thing in the morning. I'll be glad to see the back of this country. Just think, I have all those lovely tarts at my disposal! And the lovely Kelley sisters to pleasure me too. I've won the fight - I've beaten Hannah Kelley!'

Answering his videophone, Richard Evans smiled as he saw his daughter's face appear on the screen. 'Where are you, Becky?' he asked.

'I'm with what's left of the EFW,' Rebecca replied. 'Fowler's shipping a container load of girls to South America. Is there anything you can do to stop him?'

'Of course he's not! There's no way he could do it!'

'That's where you're wrong. They're already on board ship. We're wasting time talking about it! You've got to do something!'

'Even if it's true, what the hell can I do?'

'I don't know - you're the boss! Anyway, Fowler's still in the country, daddy. There must be something you can do.'

'I've had so many problems recently that I... look, I haven't been sitting here wasting time, I've had Fowler's house searched but there was nothing...'

'You don't give a damn about those poor girls, do you? You could have put an end to this long ago! Anyway, I'll tell you something that will make you think again - Hannah Kelley and her sister are on the ship, too.'

Evans's heart missed a beat. Hannah! If only he'd known... Rebecca was right, he'd not given the problems at the centre the priority they demanded. He'd been busy making arrangements for his divorce, and possible remarriage, should Hannah accept his proposal. Picturing her beautiful naked body, he smiled ruefully. They could have been good together, but now...