My aunt was offering me up to her friends to satisfy their sexual needs like I was some sort of whore. I was rather hoping that none of these women would take her up on this offer. All these women were aloof and insulting towards me. I didn't want to do anything to make any of them happy.
Suddenly the lady who looked like an accountant was standing behind me, intimately close. She reached for the front of my body and eagerly grabbed my boobs. She held onto them tightly as if she were afraid someone might try to take them away from her.
"I would love to take advantage of your niece," she said enthusiastically, pressing the front of her body into my back as she firmly gripped my breasts.
"Well then, that's settled," my aunt said, smiling brightly.
She gave the dapper woman directions to one of the spare rooms upstairs where she could take me to have some privacy while I licked her pussy.
"You're a very pretty girl," she informed me as she escorted me into the guest room. "It's not every day a woman like me gets to enjoy a delicious morsel like you. I'm so lucky."
From what I could gather, this woman was a lesbian who had married a man in order to conform to social norms and keep peace in her family. Having sexual dalliances with young, attractive women was a guilty pleasure she wasn't able to indulge in often.
"On your knees, pretty girl," she commanded. Then she slowly undressed. She kept her eyes on me the entire time, as if she feared I would disappear the moment she stopped looking at me.
"I have a key to your handcuffs," she explained. "But you look so much more fetching with your wrists bound behind your back. I'd like to keep you that way."
"It's not a problem," I explained. "I could maneuver better if my hands were free, but I've developed some skill at doing things without my hands. I can use my mouth to make a woman happy with my wrists bound behind my back. I've done it before."
I knelt, and she stood over me. Her pubic lips were puffy and glistening with her juices when she pushed her crotch in my face. She didn't give me the order to start licking, but when a free woman shoves her dripping vagina into a slave girl's face, it's kinda obvious what's expected of her.
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Of course, eating pussy isn't the only form of entertainment I provided for my aunt's friends.
One of the things that they liked to do with me was tie me and torment me.
There were several devices on my aunt's property where a slave girl could be bound spread eagle and tormented endlessly. In due time, I got to experience the sensation of being helplessly bound to each and every one of them.
Once bound like this, a slave girl can be beaten with a riding crop, a leather strap, or any number of stinging instruments, however, some of my aunt's more creative friends were able to entertain themselves without using any of those things on me.
The creative women who most readily come to mind are Abby and Kelsey. They were both young and athletic looking. They also had kind faces, but I'd learned not to be fooled by those. Sometimes the women with the kindest faces had the most wicked agendas.
My aunt had an Olympic sized, outdoor pool. And there was a bondage device halfway between the pool and the changing room.
One day, Abby and Kelsey came to get me. They were both wearing matching bathing suits and I assumed they'd be taking me into the pool. Instead, they led me outdoors and towards the nearby bondage device. They secured me to it spread eagle. They intended to keep me bound that way for several hours, so the first thing they did was slather sunblock all over me to keep me from getting a sunburn.
Of course, they touched me everywhere, my arms, my legs, my abdomen, my back, and of course, they spent an inordinate amount of time rubbing sunblock into my breasts.
"She has such a sweet, innocent, schoolgirl face, but a body that was made for sin," one of them commented as they rubbed sunscreen into my skin.
"She ought to never wear clothes," the other one replied. "Clothes are dishonest. They cover up her true purpose in life."
Kelsey and Abby each worked a breast, sliding their hands up and down and in circles across my round flesh. And the more they groped my boobs, the more labored my breathing became. My nipples throbbed and a tingling sensation permeated my entire body as their hands slid across my slick, slippery flesh.
At some point, Kelsey grabbed one of my nipples and rolled it in her greasy fingers and commented, "Wow, her nipples are so hard."
Then Kelsey grabbed both my nipples while Anna began to rub her greasy hands all over my butt. She was very thorough, even smoothing her slick, oily fingers into the furrow between my buttocks.
"Ohhhhhh!"
I gritted my teeth and tried to stifle my moans, but it wasn't easy. My whole body was responsive, and I trembled in sexual tension as their hands lingered on my naughty bits. My sex throbbed with hungry spasms and my nipples became achingly hard.
"I love her abs," Kelsey commented as her hands slid away from my breasts and went lower. "So firm and taut. They're a joy to touch."
She rubbed her slippery hands up and down my belly. Then her fingertips slid lower. She and Abby kept up a running commentary as her hands continued to go even lower, until she was touching my sex.
"
Oooooohh,"
I was unable to suppress a moan, and a wicked smile spread across Kelsey's face. The more I reacted, the more she liked it. She rubbed her fingers up and down my plump, glistening pubic lips and she studied my face, enjoying my reactions as my engorged clit thrummed with sexual energy and my whole body was consumed with a dark, desperate need.
I was so distracted by what Kelsey was doing between my widespread legs that Abby took me by surprise when she grabbed my ponytail, pulled my head back and kissed me passionately on the mouth. The kiss lingered for a long time, while Kelsey continued to work her fingers up and down my exposed pink slit. I moaned into Abby's mouth and when she broke from the kiss, we were both breathing heavily.
After the kiss, Abby grabbed my breasts and squeezed them. She gave me an adoring look as she lifted them up together and her fingers sank into my soft flesh.
And while Kelsey remained between my legs. Stroking her hand up and down my moist pubic lips. Abby bent over and placed a mouth on one of my nipples. She trapped it between her teeth and began to suck on it, her tongue sweeping back and forth across it as her teeth chewed lightly on the surrounding flesh.
I moaned shamelessly and I was swept away by a rush of dark excitement. I struggled against the straps that held me, but of course, my struggles got me nowhere. The leather straps and metal poles were far too sturdy.
My body became feverish, and my clit became so hard and swollen that it ached. I moaned and whimpered and plaintively whined, "May I cum, Kelsey?"
"That's mistress to you, slut. And no, you may not. I just want to watch you suffer and squirm."
I did both. Kelsey felt the sounds that I made as I was driven to the edge of orgasm were adorable, so she touched me all over, got me all hot and bothered, but refused to allow me any sort of relief.
"Oh, Oooh! Mistress, please!"
Abby silenced me, placing her mouth over mine once again and kissing me hard. She gagged me with her tongue, and I moaned into her mouth as Kelsey skillfully brushed her fingers across my clit. Then she found the opening to my vagina, and she worked first one, then two fingers inside of me.
Fingers wriggled inside of me. I squirmed my hips shamelessly, putting on quite a show. As Kelsey impaled me on her fingers, I hoped against hope that she would finger fuck me to orgasm. I could feel my body getting closer and closer as she probed my moist interior with her fingertips.
I moaned into Abby's mouth and there was a dark feeling of wild, thrilling anticipation. The spasms in my sex were becoming more and more intense, and just when I was certain to reach climax Kelsey withdrew her fingers, and Abby withdrew her tongue from my mouth and stepped back.
I was completely and totally at their mercy. I desperately wanted and needed an orgasm, but the way I was helplessly bound and completely naked, they had total control over me.
I was panting and desperate for relief. Then Kelsey turned to her friend and suggested they go and make use of my aunt's pool.
My jaw dropped and I stared at them both in outrage as they turned their backs on me and ambled over to the pool.
They stood waist deep in the shallow end, making casual conversation before swimming laps. And the whole time, I was helplessly bound between two poles with my nipples conspicuously erect and my pussy dripping wet and desperately in need of being touched.
And while I stood there, naked, with my face broadcasting my sexual suffering, other women would casually stroll by and take advantage of my helplessness. Some of them just stared, others took photos of me as I panted and trembled in sexual need. One well-dressed woman took both of my nipples in her hands and pinched them hard enough to make me cry out in pain.
"You look absolutely adorable in your current predicament, dear," the elegant woman informed me after releasing my nipples from her grip.
She assured me that she would be back later to enjoy me some more. Then she swatted me on my exposed buttocks and went on her way.
Without Abby and Kelsey touching me, my level of sexual arousal receded. Instead of being feverish with sexual need, I was simmering. Of course, my aunt's guests constantly wandered across the pool area and took long, lingering looks at my bound, naked body. Some of those looks were so intense that I blushed hotly under their gaze.
"Hello, slave girl, did you miss us?"
