of her feelings about him. He must be a stud that serviced Cindy.
But what did they mean by training her? And who the hell was Felix? Debbi needed to ask these questions, but she knew she couldn't. She was in a state of shock, but more from what she'd just done than from the rape by the two horrible men. Was it guilt, or shame, that was holding her here?
Debbi doubted that any emotion had control over her. Rather, it was a strange compulsion that
brought her here to Cindy. All the power she had felt over men and over life had vanished when the two men had easily done what they wanted to her. Now Cindy and Buck were in control of her. She seemed to have been shocked into losing her free will. Strange and inexplicable desires seemed to
rule over her reason.
'Why don't you hick her like she can appreciate it?' Cindy suggested, a wicked smile on her features. Buck grinned too, and Cindy bent her head down to his naked lap. When she raised it again, Debbi saw that his cock had grown to a rock-hard erection. And looking at it, knowing what Buck intended to do with it, excited Debbi. She felt low and dirty, like a sex-crazed creature. But the desires of her body wouldn't be denied.
Debbi lay back on the bed and welcomed what would happen. She waited submissively for the two people who now owned her to do amp;hat they wanted with her body. Buck approached first, taking a breast in each hand. Debbi was no longer in control of what she was. As his fingers moved over her cunt, she could only respond as a female to a male. And as a smiling Cindy lowered herself over Debbi's face, she was transformed into a wanton child of desire.
The powerful prick of Buck slowly sunk into her wet cunt, and the three bodies began the slow rhythm which would eventually increase to a frantic level as they fought for release. This was the new world in which Debbi knew she would forever have to live. There would be no turning back.
CHAPTER THREE
Living with Cindy had many,advantages for young Debbi. Not the least of which was complete sexual satisfaction. Cindy had gotten Debbi a large supply of birth control pills, which she now used regularly. As a consequence, she was able to absorb the hot loads of sperm the various male visitors left in her without fear of pregnancy. But Cindy only infrequently allowed a man, to have sex with Debbi. The dominant woman preferred to keep the
girl all to herself.
'You're living with me and I keep you happy, so you owe me something,' Cindy would constantly remind her, and Debbi made the payment in sexual favors. There was an endless succession of debasing sexual acts. Debbi would be forced to go down on her mistress for hours on end, until her face and hair were drenched in the secretions that poured from Cindy's cunt.
Then Cindy would get more kinky and demand that Debbi allow a spanking, working over the ample butt of the young girl until it glowed a bright crimson. Then there were the times with the dildo. The most recent of which had occurred on the previous evening.
First, Cindy had strapped on the monstrous device and lowered herself onto the helpless girl. The huge device would hurt like hell at first, but
soon pain would turn into pleasure.
'Take it, bitch! Hump up into it!' Cindy had ordered, driving the plastic cock hard into the squirming girl's cunt.
'Oh, it hurts!' Debbi protested weakly, but her body shattered into a million pieces as the bliss of climax took hold of her nervous system. Her own release would be accompanied by an equally explosive spasm in Cindy's body, and for an instant it seemed that they were suspended in the infinity of time, which could give eternal pleasure. These were the good times. The times Debbi cherished.
Debbi had become an expert at the mysteries of pain and pleasure. There was hurt, and there was good hurt. It was the need to belong to something that allowed Debbi to accept any abuse that Cindy could dream up. And Cindy had a very vivid imagination.
This night Cindy had been drinking. She had been out for a long time, not caring to make an accounting of how she had spent her evening. Cindy stripped naked and Debbi could tell by looking at her body that she'd been with men. Probably several of them due to Cindy's liking for a lot of male attention. The lips of her cunt were puffy from use, and a thin stream of semen trickled out from between the gap in them.
'How come you're not nude?' Cindy demanded, her brain apparently still slightly addled from either an excessive amount of alcohol or some drugs. She was not in a mood to be trifled with.
'I was cold,' Debbi said defensively.
'You know the rules… and you know the punishment,' Cindy chuckled, the familiar gleam of power in her eyes.
'Please, not again. I feel sick,' Debbi pleaded, but she knew from experience the futility of
begging. Cindy put her hand under the girl's chin and raised Debbi to her feet. It pleased Cindy that Debbi could be physically stronger if she asserted her will. Power over a physical superior was the most gratifying of all.
'So you don't want me to hurt you,' Cindy said smugly, still holding Debbi under the chin. Cindy raised her hand up quickly, causing a great deal of pressure to be suddenly exerted on Debbi's neck. All the girl could do was whimper her pain as her jaw was closed shut in this highly uncomfortable position. Then Cindy suddenly released her grip and the girl's head snapped back into normal position. Cindy grabbed the stunned. girl by her long hair and threw her down to the carpet.
'Kiss my feet,' Cindy ordered, and Debbi groveled on the floor and did as she was told.
'Forgive me,' Debbi pleaded, still continuing to shower kisses on the woman's feet. It was one sign of subservience to her mistress. But Cindy wanted the ultimate sign that she completely controlled the girl's will. She wanted the demonstration that showed Debbi had no pride, and the power to do nothing except obey her mistress.
'Now my ass. Lick it with your tongue,' Cindy commanded.
'Please, that's filthy!' Debbi begged.
'What! Nothing about me is filthy!' Cindy snapped, and slapped Debbi's face hard. Defeated, Debbi moved around the woman and did as she was told. She worked at it until Cindy moved away and pushed her to the carpet.
'Why are you still dressed?' Cindy demanded, and ripped off part of Debbi's clothing. The vile names came next, and when Cindy had finished her verbal abuse, Debbi was lying naked at her feet, crying.
'Why do you do this? I do what you ask,' Debbi pleaded, not understanding what compelled her to take these abuses. It wasn't love between them. It was a sick and perverted relationship. A few weeks ago she would have fought bravely and been the master, forcing Cindy to do as she asked. But that seemed a lifetime ago now.
Now Debbi knew she was only a sick and helpless creature, groveling to do any vile act to get the attention of the woman. But her mistress was rapidly tiring of her. The uncertainty of the future and the realization that she was no longer special, made Debbi resent the atrocities she was forced to perform on Cindy and her many boyfriends. There would be a time of reckoning. A time when Cindy would be forced into the passive and helpless position. But for the time being, there would be only obedience.
'You jerked yourself off today, didn't you?' Cindy accused, standing menacingly over the girl.
'No, I swear.'
'You couldn't wait for Mama's pussy to lick, or her tongue to make you come, could you?'
'Yes. I did it. For God's sake. I never leave this apartment…and for you…for you…I only want to be good for you,' Debbi stated in exasperation, feeling sickened by her begging. But the look in Cindy's eyes told Debbi that she had pleased the woman.
'Yes, you have. But you haven't lived before. You merely waited for some man to have his way with you. Fuck you over any way he wanted. No man can give you pleasure like I can,' Cindy said arrogantly. She looked ugly. Despite her voluptuous and young body, she was ugly. There was an inherent evil in any person who could control another through sex. And it was an evil that Debbi
