gotten worse, and Dick looked so earnest and needy. Maybe she could try it, just once.
She parted her lips, slightly, and moved them to the tip of Dick’s extension. As on Pilar, the head was soft but firm, and as Alice wrapped her lips around it, Dick cried out.
She immediately jerked her head away in alarm. “I’m so sorry! What did I do wrong?”
The Duchess laughed. “Nothing, dear. The poor boy was simply overwhelmed with pleasure.”
“But all I did was put it in my mouth.”
“Trust me, Alice. There is no man in the world who wouldn’t want a woman to take him in her mouth. It is the ultimate in control. They’ll do anything for it. Watch.” She turned to the stripper. “Dick, get down on your knees and put your head under my dress and I’ll put you in my mouth again.”
Dick immediately obeyed. Alice watched, fascinated, as the Duchess began to ride Dick’s mouth like it was a carousel horse. She was rough, smearing her juices all over poor Dick’s face, and it took less than a minute for her to shudder and cry out in release. Then she told Dick to stand, and took Dick’s full length into her throat in a sudden, violent movement.
Dick cried out, “Thank you, Duchess!”
The Duchess bobbed her head twice, and then withdrew.
“Now put your mouth around him and see how far you can take him in, Alice.”
Watching the scene had made Alice’s throbbing become oh so terribly worse. She wished she had the courage to order Dick to lick her, as he had the Duchess, but that was far too embarrassing to even think about. But she did manage to open her mouth, wider this time, and slowly suck Dick in between her cheeks.
“Yes,” Dick said. “Oh, yes. That’s so good.”
“Now bob your head, Alice,” the Duchess said, entangling her fingers in Alice’s hair and guiding her back and forth.
Alice began to get the hang of it, but went in too deep and began to gag. She spat Dick out.
“I’m so sorry, Dick.”
But Dick’s eyes had rolled up into his head, and his hips were bucking uncontrollably. He didn’t seem to mind at all that she’d gagged.
“New color,” the Duchess said. “How about a pretty orange?”
She did up her lips and swallowed Dick, also using her hand to stroke the base of his shaft. After a few pumps, it was Alice’s turn again. Alice selected a bright pink shade of lipstick, even though pink technically wasn’t a color in a rainbow. She imitated the Duchess’s actions, using her hand as well, and Dick began to whimper and shake.
“What a lovely rainbow,” the Duchess said, admiring the multicolored smears of lipstick on his manhood. “Don’t you think so, Dick?”
“Uhng… ungh… ungh…” Dick said.
“They’re so stupid and pliable when you get them to this state,” the Duchess said to Alice. “Right now, if you asked him to, he’d lick your boots.”
“But why?”
“Because men are pigs,” the Duchess said. Then she stood up. “This has been lovely, but I must attend the Queen’s croquet game. She sent an invitation to me, and she gets cross when guests are late. Please finish off Dick for me, Alice.”
“Excuse me?”
“Make him climax. He’s been a dear boy, and deserves his reward. “
“But, I don’t know how.”
“It’s easy, really. Just remember the song.” The Duchess started singing along with the music.
I speak severely to my boy,
I beat him when he sneezes;
For he can thoroughly enjoy
The pepper when he pleases!
“That doesn’t make any sense,” Alice said, wrinkling her brow.
“And why should it?” the Duchess said. “It was written a hundred-and-fifty years ago. But I will say the soup has a lot of pepper in it, and next to the soup is an ice bin. I know that Dick enjoys both. Use your imagination, Alice. You have the power here. Look how badly he wants you. He’ll do anything you ask if you give him the attention he desires. Now I must be off.”
And with that, the Duchess left.
Alice swallowed, her throat gone dry. She thought of Pilar, of all he’d shown her. But as much as she’d already learned about herself, he’d been in control. Alice hadn’t had to do things on her own. And like she had told the Duchess, she didn’t know how.
“Don’t be afraid. You’re doing an excellent job.”
Alice turned in the direction of the voice, met Cheshire’s grinning face, and all she could think about was running out of this strange house and getting back to safe, sweet Lewis, who never put her on the spot, never leered, never tried anything new, and never asked anything of her beyond laying on her back and opening her thighs.
“I like to watch,” said Cheshire, stroking furiously. “I watch movies. Live shows. Some people around Wonderland let me peep in windows. And let me tell you something, Alice. You are very sexy to watch.”
Alice wasn’t sure if it was proper to thank a man who was staring at her, wanking, so instead she just politely curtsied.
“Dick likes the soup,” Cheshire said. “The peppers in it are most titillating. Isn’t that right, Dick?”
“Uhng,” Dick said. The poor man didn’t appear to know where he was.
Alice couldn’t leave him in such a terrible state, so she decided to at least try. She lifted the spoon from the cup, and fingers trembling, she brought it to her lips. It smelled heavenly, like roasted chicken and potatoes, like sweet curry and succulent vegetables too varied to name. She took a sip.
Heat spread through her body, like a spicy wildfire. She let the spoon drop into the cup, then the cup crashed to the floor.
“It’s so hot.” Peppers overwhelmed her senses and made her body feel as if it was burning.
Dick locked eyes with her, his pleading for release.
“Come to me,” she said.
He instantly responded, standing directly in front of her. She looked down at his member, hard and strong and ready. Alice shouldn’t want this. Pilar was one thing. He’d overwhelmed her. No one could blame her for that. But here she could do whatever she wanted. Walk out the door and find the white rabbit vibrator. See if it could show her the way home.
Only…
Only…
Only she wanted to know what he’d taste like when he climaxed. She wanted to feel him against her tongue.
Alice lowered herself to her knees.
“Okay… I guess you can put it against my lips,” she told him.
Her mouth still burned with pepper. When he brushed against her, Alice wrapped her lips around him and slid him over her tongue until he was halfway down her throat.
With a grunt, he surged deeper in her mouth, and she could imagine the sting of the pepper in her mouth on his tender skin. She pulled back slowly, as the Duchess had done, and as she reached the tip, she teased him with her tongue.
He grunted again.
Like a pig.
Figuring that was a good thing, Alice took hold of him at his root with one hand and flicked and circled and licked. Each stroke of her tongue brought a grunt and a flex, as if he was her puppet she could make perform to her whim.
“You have magnificent tits.”
She’d almost forgotten that Chester (or whatever his name was) was there. And for a second, the flush of embarrassment washed over her again, but then Dick gave a mighty grunt and a little whimper, and she brought
