stomach as his thumbs squeezed into the fleshy outer flanges of her vaginal lips. Penny sucked in her breath with a gasp as her husband's thumbs massaged the other woman's soft moist pussy-flesh for a moment, and then pulled outward slowly, parting the dark wet curls to expose the moist inner folds of her cuntal crevice. The tiny throbbing bud of her clitoris was clearly visible just above the stretched elastic vaginal opening.
Then Robert finally gave in to the straining hands in his hair and his head dropped, his probing wet tongue snaking out to teasingly flick at the quivering little clitoral nub. Feyadin's body jerked at the sudden electric contact and her legs clamped tightly together around his head, the firm softness of her inner thighs imprisoning his ears in a vise-like grip. Her hips began a slow up and down movement in rhythm to the ministrations of his lashing tongue as soft mewls of animal pleasure came from between her clenched teeth. She was lost in a mindless uncontrolled lust as her upper torso writhed like a belly dancer's, her wildly gyrating buttocks grinding spasmodically down into the mattress.
Penny watched the lewdly depraved scene as though it came from a distant dream she had once had, strange chords of remembrance passion through her head. It was almost as though it had all happened to her somewhere in the past, but she was unable to believe it possible that she could ever react in such an abandoned way. Her mouth gaped in disbelief as she watched Feyadin twisting wantonly under the degrading sucking at her loins. The confused young blonde was no longer certain whether the two writhing bodies she was watching were real or a figment of her imagination. It felt as though they were dancing in her head. Time and distance had suddenly become indefinable. Nothing existed in the world but the scene before her, and she seemed somehow mystically connected to the two figures on the screen.
It suddenly dawned on her that when she had first been brought to this apartment, not even aware that she had left the motel, it was entirely possible that Nisli had performed similar lewd acts on her own helpless body. It would explain a lot of things to her confused mind. He seemed to consider her his property even though, to her knowledge, up to this point, he had never even touched her. And she had felt a little strange and sore down in her genitals when she had first come out of her stupor of sleep.
The embarrassed young bride suddenly blushed in her new understanding, and she glanced sideways at Nisli standing beside her to see if he had noticed. But he was staring straight ahead at the screen as if lost in the lascivious act taking place there, a thin smile curling his sensual lips.
She glanced back at the screen and saw that Robert had stopped what he was doing at the squirming woman's open loins, and now he was crawling up her writhing body, his lips slowly working their way up, pausing now and then at soft sensitive spots for a quick flick of his tongue. It was then that Penny saw Robert's distended erect penis protruding down between his legs, the heavy testicles beneath filled to bursting with sperm. The massively rigid cock paused momentarily over Feyadin's undulating vagina, and Penny thought that her husband was going to ram it up into the girl right then. But instead he slowly moved all the way up her slippery perspiring body and straddled her firmly upthrust breasts.
Penny could see the proud roundly molded mounds squeezing up around his thickness as he took them in his hands and pressed them together against his lewdly excited cock. He stroked back and forth a few times in the soft tunnel between them, flicking the tautly erect nipples with his thumbs at the same time, and then he moved up farther until his muscular young buttocks pressed down on her breasts. Penny saw the tight bulges squeeze out as his weight sank down, smashing them onto her chest. His lustfully thick penis stood straight out from his belly, the bloated rubbery head only a few inches above the girl's gasping mouth. Robert reached one hand back behind him and with a quick twist of his wrist, shoved his middle finger up between her wide-open thighs, skewering it far into the hotly moist depths of her cunt all the way to the flatness of his palm. Feyadin jerked as he rotated the skewering finger around inside, teasing the wet sensitive walls until finally she gasped aloud, breathing a moan of surrender to the lascivious ministrations the young bridegroom was working on her body.
His incredulous bride watched Robert's face twist into a obscene sadistic grin as he reached down with his free hand and pressed the underside of his rigidly swollen cock in a slow teasing circle around Feyadin's open lips. Her tongue flicked hungrily out from between her teeth, licking at the tiny opening in the gland at the end. She strained forward, the cords in her neck standing out, trying to suck the tantalizingly stiff instrument into her mouth, but Robert laughed above her as he kept it just out of reach, allowing only the tip of her tongue to lick up and down the lewdly inciting cock's underside.
Penny's breath was coming in quick short gasps as she involuntarily watched the depraved scene. Suddenly she could take it no more – to see her husband of one day relishing these perverted unnatural acts on another woman's body was just too much for the young innocent bride.
'Turn it off! Please, turn it off!' she pleaded, crying out as if in physical pain.
Responding to her words, Nisli quietly got up and switched the set off, at the same time lighting a lamp that shone with a soft reddish glow.
'I think you'll agree that your husband has very little interest in finding you at the moment,' he said, turning to stare coldly at her confused, grief-stricken face.
'Yes, yes,' the deserted young bride sobbed. 'He doesn't care about me at all!' Then she completely broke down, feeling more alone and lost than ever before in her life. Suddenly without previous warning, she felt Nisli's hand slide down into the embroidered robe and over her upper back, gradually forcing its way under her arm toward the rounded fullness of her breast.
'You might as well relax and enjoy yourself,' he gloated, ignoring Penny's resistance as she clamped her arm swiftly down over his probing fingers, trying to trap them before they reached her trembling breast.
'Don't!' she cried out in alarm as she realized that he expected the sight of her husband with another woman to convince her to go along with his wishes. 'Just because Robert is shameless in giving his attentions to somebody else, don't believe for a minute that I'm just like him,' she protested in a proud voice. 'Because I'm not!'
With that she suddenly sat forward and struggled to her feet in order to escape his grasping fingers. But Nisli had expected the movement and deftly hung onto the gown she was wearing so that it came away from her shoulders and slipped down over her arms. She pulled frantically to get away from him, but his greater strength held her leaning forward in front of him, her firmly ripe breasts nakedly exposed from the robe now lowered almost to her waist. Her arms were helplessly pinned to her sides by the sleeves of the garment, and she felt him wrap an arm tightly around her waist forcing her body back against his. His free hand slipped around her naked shoulder, sliding across her bare mid-section and rising to cup her right breast. He kneaded greedily at the resilient white mound in his palm, trapping the hardened sensitive nipple between his thumb and forefinger and squeezing until a tiny excruciating sensation brought a gasp of surprised excitement from Penny's open lips. He pushed forward with his pelvis to wedge his covered hardness into the narrow crevice between her tightly clenched buttocks.
Then the relentless slave-master crushed her ribs so tightly in his cruel embrace that she thought they would break, and he leaned back forcing her feet up off the floor. She screamed loudly and kicked her knees up in front of her as he carried her with ease over to the double bed. He held her at the edge of the four-poster until she had struggled herself into weakness, all the while running his hand from one excitedly heaving breast to the other, tweaking the pinkly erect nipples and fondling the fleshy warm mounds in appreciation. He was enjoying her vain attempts to resist, feeling her taut buttocks clenching and unclenching desperately around his hardness through the material of their robes. Finally she had no more strength to continue the struggle, and she grew limp in his vise-like grasp, a warm and breathing rag doll, a play thing to be used in any way he wished. Her head hung forward with her chin on her chest, the long blonde hair falling away in cascades over her fearfully palpitating breasts.
'That's right, baby, you might as well give in,' he growled behind her, his breath coming in short gasps from his effort. 'Nobody's going to help you now.'
Without warning he suddenly threw her forward onto the bed in front of them, and without hesitation fell on top of her. As he lay there with his heaviness pinning her to the mattress, he used the freedom this gave his hands to remove the robe he was wearing, yanking it from beneath his body. Then his hands reached down to the hem of her robe which had bunched up around her knees and slipped it slowly up between their two figures, crumpling it in a tight ring around her waist. Now his distended hard cock was pressed right up into the naked warmth between her tautly squirming buttocks, its thin clear seminal fluid seeping out to make a wet trail on her creamy white ass- cheeks.
The hopeless young bride jerked and moaned as she felt his probingly hot shaft come into contact with her naked buttocks from behind, and then she felt one of his hands trail a slow teasing path down her side and insinuate itself under her ruthlessly pinioned body to pinch at her quivering belly beneath. He forced the searching
