Submission (7 page)

'Yes, yes!' The words fell from Hannah's lips as she closed her eyes and breathed deeply, swimming in the ever rising sensations emanating between her thighs. 'Coming now!' she called, as if warning Emily of the imminent explosion of orgasm.

With juices flowing down her chin as she worked her tongue over the swelling bud, Emily swallowed hard as Hannah shuddered and ground her open flesh into her accommodating mouth. Barely able to breathe, Emily sucked and mouthed the orgasm from Hannah's convulsing body until she had shuddered her last shudder of lust and fallen to the ground to curl into a ball, satisfied as never before.

Both girls gasping for air, they rolled over and clung to each other, with love in their hearts. Kissing, exploring each other's mouths with their tongues, their arousal heightened again, driving them to grope for their crevices, finger the wet entrances there.

Turning round, they kissed each other's smooth thighs, mouthed and nibbled the soft swelling of their pussy lips, sought their buds with their tongues. In a wild sexual frenzy, stretching lips apart, lapping up the juices of their nearing orgasms, their ecstasy was halted by approaching voices.

Leaping to their feet and dressing quickly, they dashed for the cover of some nearby bushes and waited.

'It's all right, it's only Mary and Jo,' Hannah whispered as the girls came into view.

'What were you doing hiding in there?' Mary asked as Hannah emerged from the bushes, her heart still banging in her chest, her face flushed with sex - with guilt.

'Just that!' Hannah laughed nervously. 'Hiding.'

'You look as if you've been dragged through the bushes, not hiding in them!' Jo observed. 'And your face is all wet!'

Hannah's face reddened further as she wiped her mouth on the back of her hand. A bunch of lesbians - the beautiful words wouldn't leave her mind. God, if only they knew, she thought guiltily. What had possessed her to do such a thing? Sixty-nine with another woman - with Emily, her friend! She didn't know why she'd done it - in the wake of her lesbian-induced climax, she didn't need to know why.

'The national grid transformer's gone,' Mary imparted gleefully, dragging Hannah's thoughts away from Emily's baby-soft pussy lips, her hard clitoris. 'Emily would have been...'

'I would have been what?' Emily asked as she leaped from the bushes and embraced Mary.

'You're back!'

'Looks like it.'

'How did you... I mean, what...'

'I'll tell you both later. Now, let's get back, shall we? There's a lot to be done.'

'Evans called on the radio, by the way. He wants to talk,' Mary revealed.

'I'm 'not surprised! You've met Rebecca, then?' Hannah asked, her full lips smiling slightly as she caught Emily's eye.

'Yes. You shouldn't have left her there alone. We wondered who the hell she was when we walked in! I mean, a naked girl tied to the bed isn't the sort of thing you expect to find, is it?'

'No, you're right,' Hannah replied. 'We only went for a short walk to...'

'To what?' Mary asked, her smile fading.

'Nothing. Anyway, you wanted some leave after this job, didn't you?'

'Yes, I'll just collect a couple of things and then get off, if that's all right? I'll only be a few days.'

'Okay. Come on, Jo, let's go and give Evans a call.' Ron Fowler pushed a portable machine into the room and grinned at the young black girl. She turned her head and stared in awe at the device as he took two electrodes and pressed them onto her temples.

'This is an interesting gadget,' he observed, pressing a button. 'I've only just requisitioned it from the sexual behaviour research unit at the National Hospital so I haven't had a chance to try it out yet - but it should prove to be very interesting indeed.'

'What does it do?' the girl asked fearfully, her eyes wide with terror as Fowler leaned over her body to suck her dark nipple into his mouth.

'You know the pleasure centre in the brain? Well, it controls it,' he replied. 'A series of electrical impulses stimulate the pleasure centre causing... Well, let's switch on and see, shall we?'

Julia trembled as Fowler flicked a switch before pulling up the chair and sitting between her splayed legs. Parting her thick, dark vaginal lips, he contemplated her pinken clitoris and waited. Within seconds, her pussy lips swelled, revealing her growing bud. Fowler focused his narrow eyes on the girl's visibly pulsating clitoris, his trousers bulging with his rampant erection. Breathing heavily, Julia quivered as a powerful orgasm quickly approached.

'God, no!' she cried as her bud suddenly swelled and erupted. 'Ah, ah, no, no! I can't...' On and on the waves of orgasm swept through her dark young body, drenching her pulsing sheath with her milky juices. 'No more!'

Watching the slippery fluid flow from her open love-hole, Fowler rose and pulled his hard penis from his trousers. 'You like it?' he asked as he pressed his purple knob deep into her spasming sheath. 'It will bring you one climax after another,' he promised, ramming her body as she swung from her chains. 'Directly controlling your pleasure centre, you'll have hundreds of multiple orgasms without so much as touching your clitoris!'

Julia rocked back and forth as he rammed her love-sheath with his hard shaft. Her body aching, her clitoris throbbing, she tried to turn her thoughts away from the beautiful debauchery, but she had no control. Again and again her clitoris swelled and erupted, engulfing her entire body in the beautiful grip of orgasm.

'Ah, coming!' Fowler grunted as he grabbed her hips and swung her on her chains to meet his thrusts. 'I'm coming in your cunt!' His hot sperm gushing now, he made his last thrusts into the girl's shuddering body, filling her young sheath until it overflowed with his male cream.

Slipping his glistening shaft from her inflamed nest, he collapsed on the chair and regained his breath. 'How many orgasms have you had now?' he asked, watching her rosebud enlarge and pulsate again.

'Please, no more! I'll tell you... Ah, I'm coming! Please, switch it off, I'll tell you everything!'

Flicking the switch off, Fowler grinned and hung his wet limp penis near to her full mouth. Pulling her head back as she turned away he pressed the flaccid knob to her lips. 'Tell me everything!' he demanded threateningly, wiping the cocktail of sperm and warm juice over her pursed lips. 'Tell me all you know, and then you can enjoy me coming in your mouth.'

'You disgust me! I'm saying nothing until you let me go!'

'In that case, I'll switch the machine on again.'

'No, no! All right, but please release me when I've told you all I know.'

Julia sighed and turned her head away from Fowler's penis. 'Before I speak my words of betrayal, I have to tell you that Swain has tried to get information out of me so that she can take your job. She wants all the praise so that Evans puts her in charge of the centres. I hate Swain, the things she's done to me! I'll tell you - I'll betray Hannah Kelley - but only if you promise that you'll go alone to her base.'

'I've always been suspicious of that fat cow, Swain. Tell me everything you know and I'll see that you're released. You can trust me.'

'Trust you? I doubt it! But promise me that you'll go alone to get Hannah - and don't hurt her.'

'Trust me. Now, tell me where she is.' With dusk falling on the forest, Hannah prepared for bed, ruminating on the comfortable flat she'd left behind, her friends, her family - her job. All had gone now, sacrificed for the cause. But it would be worth it, she knew. The day would come when she would stand before the nation and announce the freedom of women. But that day was a long way off.

Her thoughts returning to the fight, Hannah closed her eyes. Planning to rise at four to dispatch three girls to destroy a communications satellite dish at Crowborough, she needed her sleep. She'd wanted to sleep with Emily but there was no privacy in the poky underground chamber - no privacy for love.

Her thoughts worried her - thoughts of her time with Emily in the forest, thoughts of the girl's soft, naked vaginal lips, stretched wide over Hannah's mouth as she drank the sweet flow of her climax. She'd realized that Emily had always been more than just a close friend - but a lover?

Turning her head, she opened her eyes and looked at Rebecca, wondering what to do with the girl. Bargain, yes, but for what? Evans wouldn't hand over the running of the country for the return of his daughter, would he? Bargain for the release of all the women held in Fowler's centres. Yes, he'd agree to that, she was sure, as she closed her eyes and dreamed her erotic dreams of Emily.

Diana kept watch from a treetop as the group slept in the underground hide. With a good view of the approach path through infra-red binoculars and the route lined with radio bugs, she'd know the moment anyone came within three hundred yards of the base.

Five miles to the south, sitting in a derelict house, Jo munched on her sandwiches, her radio by her side as she looked out over the moonlit fields. It was midnight when she whispered into her radio. 'Diana, there's someone coming. Wake everyone up.' The approaching figure was a man. Treading softly, he looked around as if to check his bearings as he neared the house.

'Jo, this is Diana. Did you say someone's coming?'

'Yes, there's someone approaching the house.'

'This is Hannah - what's going on?'

'Hannah, it's Jo. There's a man walking up to the front door.'

'Stun him, Jo! Do it now!'

Aiming the gun through the broken window, Jo pulled the trigger. The dart flew silently through the air to lodge itself in the man's chest. Within seconds he lay motionless, a crumpled heap on the ground. 'Got him!' Jo yelled excitedly into her radio.

'I'm leaving now!' Hannah said briskly. 'Drag him inside, strip him, and tie him up!' Sitting by the radio in her office, Swain lit another cigarette as she watched Julia on the monitor. Her feet still chained, the machine on a lower setting, gently hardening her clitoris and wetting her vagina, she moved awkwardly, desperate to make herself comfortable as she tried to sleep. Swain laughed as Julia let out a little moan as her clitoris peaked yet again. Suddenly realizing that she'd not heard from Fowler for some time, she turned to the radio.

'How's it going, Ron?' she asked as she placed the microphone to her mouth. 'Ron, are you there? Ron, come in! Where the hell are you?'

'Hello!' Jo laughed.

'This is Lesley Swain speaking. Who is this? What are you doing on this channel?'

'Ah. Swain! I'm a member of the EFW. At least I know who I've captured now - Mr bloody Fowler! I'm using his radio. He's... Well, let's just say that he can't speak right now.'

'Unless you put him on the radio I'll spend the night enjoying myself with Julia Brown - you can tell Hannah Kelley that!'

Jo lowered the radio and gazed at Fowler, realizing her fatal mistake. Lying on the floor naked, his hands and feet bound with heavy rope, he began to stir as the drug wore off. 'Fuck it! What shall I do?' Jo whispered as Swain's voice bellowed through the radio again. Grabbing her own radio, she called Hannah and asked where she was.

'Thirty minutes away,' Hannah replied. 'Everything all right?'

'No, I've gone and told Swain that we've captured Fowler. I used his radio... She's threatening to hurt Julia unless... What shall I say to her?'

'Fowler? Bloody hell! Christ! Why did you tell her? Look, say nothing else, just sit tight and wait for us.'

Swain's hard voice erupted from the radio again. 'Put Fowler on now or I'll go and sort out Julia Brown once and for all!'

Staring at the radio, Jo picked it up and switched it off before stepping outside the house to wait for Hannah.

Moving towards her captive, Swain raised the whip and landed a stinging blow across the girl's dark buttocks. Julia leaped and squealed as she opened her eyes to see Swain wielding the whip. 'Where did Ron Fowler go?' the lesbian boomed, landing another sharp blow. 'Where did he go? Where have you sent him? And why wouldn't he tell me?'

'I don't know! Ah, no, please, I'm coming again!'

'Where did you send him?'

'Ah, that's nice! Keep whipping me! God, I'm coming again!'

Observing the milky fluid oozing between the girl's pink inner folds, Swain surrendered to her basic desires and sat on the chair between Julia's outstretched legs. Licking around the entrance to her creamy hole, the dyke savoured the warm female nectar, her own clitoris stiffening as she sucked the girl's wrinkled inner lips into her mouth and caressed them with her tongue. Moving down, her tongue inside the hot cavern now, Swain drank the slippery orgasmic juices as they flowed from the girl's writhing body.

'I sent Fowler into a trap. You can have his job now,' Julia gasped as her clitoris hardened and throbbed between her wet pussy lips. Picturing Fowler tied up somewhere, Swain saw her chance to be rid of him and run the centres herself. She prayed that she'd never see Fowler again as she moved up to her prey's clitoris and gently sucked it into her hot mouth. 'That's good, make me come! My clitoris, suck my clitoris harder!' Julia cried as her body shuddered in response to a delightful tremor deep within her pelvis.

Her dark skin trembling and glistening with perspiration, the girl let out a long wail as her climax exploded between her legs and crashed over her tethered body. Slurping at her inflamed hole, Swain sucked the creamy offering into her mouth, rubbing the girl's clitoris with her fingers as she drank. 'Enough!' Julia cried as her body shuddered with the beginnings of yet another powerful climax. 'Please, that's enough!'

Moving round the table Swain gazed at the girl's dark mouth, her full lips, and grinned. 'And now
you
can lick
me
,' she conceded, tugging her grey skirt down and climbing onto the table. Her knees either side of Julia's head, Swain lowered her huge swollen crack over her face and settled her open hole above her mouth. 'Suck my cunt!' she ordered crudely as Julia tentatively pushed her tongue between the slippery volumes of flesh. 'Ah, yes, yes, that's good, fuck me with your tongue!'

Mouthing, licking, the girl swallowed the sticky fluid as it flowed in torrents from the woman's trembling body. Swain's huge clitoris pressing against her nose, she lapped like a dog, catching the erect nodule with her tongue with every stroke. Groaning, Swain swivelled her hips to place her hard protrusion between the girl's soft lips where it swelled and suddenly burst. Crushing Julia's face with her huge quivering body, she let out her cry of orgasm as she leaned back, resting her hands on the table for support as her swollen cunt decanted its copious juices.