The Abduction And Training Of Kitty

This is pure fiction, or fantasy, depending on how you look at it. I actually knew a girl almost like the one in this story a few years back. I don’t know if she ever change from the way she was, but an experience as follows would have done her a WORLD of GOOD in my opinion. This story will be continued depending on the response.

The letters instead of names for some of the characters are to protect the not so innocent. LOL.

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The Abduction and Training Of Kitty
by Vanion_3000

1.
It all began late one night when Kitty was walking home to her dorm from the library. She had been there late studying for her final exams. The night was extremely dark and the streetlights were far apart.

It was about fifteen blocks to her place off campus. There was very little traffic at this time of night, and one dark colored van had followed her slowly down the street behind her for a few moments, before passing her by. It had made her extremely nervous for a couple of minutes. She calmed herself down and shrugged the incident off, when the van did not stop.

A few blocks further on she turned the comer to her right to follow the street that led to the apartment she shared with two other girls. A half a block farther down, she heard the sound of a vehicle turning the comer behind her. Glancing back, Kitty saw the same van that had passed her earlier.

Suddenly someone grabbed her from behind as the van moved toward her and the side door slid open. Struggling violently, she began to draw in her breath to scream. She didn’t get the chance. A gloved hand, holding a vile smelling cloth, clamped over her mouth and nose, as the arm around her waist lifted her feet clear of the ground. Her last conscious thought was to wonder why she hadn’t called a taxi.

2.
When Kitty came to her senses again, she had no idea of where she was. She was naked and laying on some sort of flat surface, with minimal padding under her. She thought it felt like one of those thin foam mattresses that back packers used some times, though there seemed to be holes in it. She could feel a hard surface through the hole under her rear, and it was cold. Her arms were above her head, with her hands tied to something solid above her. Her legs were similarly tied, but stretched slightly apart.

To make everything even worse, she was blindfolded and there was some sort of rubber plug strapped into her mouth. She could neither see, nor speak. But she could hear. Someone seemed to be moving around the room she was in. Where ever that was. Kitty began to struggle against her bonds and tried to yell out.

“AH, It seems our captive toy is awake,” Kitty heard a female voice say. “So it would seem,” a man replied.

“Shall we proceed Miss S,” a second woman’s voice suggested. We might as well Miss M,” the first female voice replied.

‘Christ. What was going on?’ Kitty thought to herself and struggled harder.

A hand dropped heavily on to her thigh just above her knee. “We’ll have none of that now,” the male voice said. “The more you struggle the worse this is going to be for you. Just lay back and go with the flow. Do you understand?”

Kitty began shaking her head back and forth, trying to deny the situation she found herself in. Wanting to beg them to let her go, but the gag held back her plea.

“It looks like we are going to have to teach her, that we are to be obeyed,” Miss M said in a stern voice. “Teach her we mean what we say. Miss M, Mr. P, if you would be so kind.”

Kitty suddenly felt wide soft leather straps being placed across her body. One at her knees, two at her hips, two across her chest and a final one strapping her head back. In short order she was securely synched to the table. She could barely move.

“Flip her,” Miss M ordered.

Kitty felt the surface beneath her lurch and suddenly the whole thing moved, turning her over to hang from the straps, but still tight to the surface of whatever she had been laying on.

Suddenly she felt a large round circle, that her ass had been pressed against, swing away, exposing her buttocks through the opening. Some form of brace or stand, was forced under her hips from below, forcing her ass up and through the opening.

“A very cute ass. And a nice pussy too,” Mr. P commented.

“Miss S, would you please instruct her. Show her that she must learn to obey,” Miss M said. Her voice coming from the floor below Kitty. She wanted to scream.

Without warning, the palm of Miss S’s hand, made contact with her right buttock in a ringing slap. Kitty jerked violently against the straps, her buttock suddenly stinging and seeming to be on fire. Before she could recover, the hand came down on her other cheek and it too began to bum. One cheek, then the other. Kitty jerked with each strike. Tears came to her eyes.

Suddenly the spanking stopped. “Are you ready to do as you are told?” Miss M asked, reaching up and wiping a tear away that had leaked from under her blind fold. Kitty jerked her head up and down quickly. Anything to stop the spanking. Her ass was stinging and hot.

“Good. Turn her back over,” Miss M told her partners.

In short order the brace beneath her was removed, the opening under her rear closed, and she was flipped back upright onto her back again. The hard surface that had closed the opening was cool against her skin and she relished the feeling, her rear beginning to cool.

“Now,” said Miss M, “There is not going to be anymore foolishness on your part, is there Kitty?” Kitty shook her head from side to side.

“You’re going to do what you are told from now on, right? Remember, we can have you flipped back over very quickly. And the next time it will be worse than just a spanking.” Kitty nodded her head up and down quickly in agreement. She did not want to find out what might be worse.

“I’m going to remove your gag now. You must be a bit thirsty after all that. You’re not going to be foolish and try to yell out, are you? Not that it would do you any good. We’re miles from anywhere, where someone could possibly hear you. But you’re not going to force us to put the gag back in, are you?”

Kitty shook her head back and forth quickly.

Hands reached down and removed the strap that held her head back, after which they undid the strap holding the gag in her mouth. It was pulled out slowly from between her teeth. Kitty ran her tongue around inside her mouth and out over her lips. She could taste the rubber the plug was made of.

A hand was placed on her head and turned sideways, a straw was slipped between her lip. “Drink,” Mr. P’s voice said. Kitty sucked at the straw greedily. The water was cold. Like wine in her mouth and throat.

“Now that you understand the rules, we are going to teach you a few things tonight,” Miss S told her. “Behave and do as you are told, and tomorrow you will be able to go back to your old life. That is if you can,” Miss S chuckled wickedly.

Kitty licked her lips. “Why?” she finally whispered, wanting to understand.

“Now that is the question isn’t it?” Miss M answered her. “Put simply, you’re the biggest cock and pussy tease on campus. You go out with both guys and girls but to the best of our knowledge you have never put out for anyone. Either you’re afraid to or you get your kicks out of working people up and then leaving them high and dry. We are going to change that before you leave here.”

“No. You can’t do this,” Kitty yelled.

“Why not? Are you going to try to tell us you’re a virgin? We know that you are not.”

“Well. No. But what is wrong with teasing? It doesn’t hurt anyone,” Kitty demanded.

“That is what you are going to learn all about. Learn from personal experience. And I do mean all about. You are going to be taken in every way we can think of in the time we have. But that is still several hours,” Miss M answered her.

Kitty began to yell at the top of her lungs, hoping someone would hear.

“Oh dear. That just won’t do.” Put the gag back in Miss S. “Nobody is going to hear her, but we don’t need to listen to that.”

Kitty’s head was seized and the gag was force back into her mouth between her clenched teeth and secured again. She could only whimper around it.

“What first?” Mr. P asked.

“Lets get her cooking first, before we decide the order in which we are going to show her the delights of actually coming through and actually having sex.”

“Makes sense to me,” Mr. P responded.

Kitty felt three pairs of hands begin to touch her body. One set concentrated on her spread legs. The second set on her abdomen. And the third set, on her chest, neck, and around her breasts. Their touch was light. The multiple fingers beginning to slide and caress her skin.

They moved lightly over her thighs, moving from her outer thighs to her inner. The hands on her stomach slid slowly down and over the top of her mound before sliding up her sides. The hands at her neck caressed softly, draining some of her tension away before moving down to lightly brush the outsides of her breasts. All of them moving in conjunction felt strange to her, but nice. It certainly beat the spanking she had suffered earlier.

The straps that had held her to the table were then removed, though her hands and feet remained bound. She eased herself slightly on the table. Their hands were feeling very good to her now. She didn’t want that, but there was no way to avoid the sensations she was beginning to experience.

The hands at her breasts slowly came up to cup them and squeezed firmly. The fingers began to trace circles around each breast. Slowly coming closer and closer to her nipples.

The hands on her stomach moved slowly down to probe gently at the lips of her pussy, slowly drawing them apart. She felt a warm breath blow down the length of her slit. And she shuddered slightly against her will.

The third pair of hands left off their stroking and Kitty felt a warm set of arms and shoulders side between her spread legs forcing them wider still. The skin felt very smooth and she thought it was the woman everyone called Miss S.

Whichever one of the women it was, she began to kiss the skin of Kitty’s inner thighs. Another shudder ran through her body. As the kissing continued, the fingers on her breasts reached her nipples and flicked across them abruptly, before gripping them and beginning to rotate them between each other. Kitty would have bitten her lip except for the gag.

As the woman between her legs continued to kiss upward toward her pussy, the fingers manipulating the lips of her cunt had been pressing them together and then gently pulling them apart. Kitty was becoming slightly wet between her pussy lips and more than a little aroused.

Her hips were moving slowly, in unconscious rhythm to the probing fingers. Even though they had not penetrated between her lips or down her slit to her hole yet, each time the fingers pressed her flesh together, Kitties hips thrust slightly upward, trying to put more pressure on her clitoris hidden by the skins folds.

The women between her legs, ran her hands up Kitties outer thighs and pushed the hands at her mound away, taking over the massage while continuing to kiss closer and closer to her love hole. Occasionally she would feel the woman’s tongue dart out to flick over her skin on the outer edges of her lips as well. It was beginning to drive her nuts.

She hadn’t wanted any of this that was happening in the first place. But now that it was, she wanted the woman to get on with it. She wanted to have an orgasm she could feel building. Maybe they would be satisfied and then let her go.

Whoever had been working her pubis before had transferred their attention to her tits, along, with the first pair of hands. Each one, Kitty thought they were Mr. P and Miss M, began using their mouths on each of her breasts, while continuing to caress the rest of her body with their hands.

Each was brushing their lips lightly across her flesh, alternating with darting their tongues out to quickly lick the skin, slowly drawing closer and closer to her nipples.

At some signal, that Kitty was unable to see because of her blindfold, the woman between her legs, spread her pussy lips wide and darted her tongue forward to stab at her clitoris. Then sliding her tongue down to shove it as deeply as she could into Kitty’s love hole, flicking it around inside against the walls of her vagina.

At the same time, those who had been kissing and licking her tits, took one of her nipples between their lips and sucked it firmly into their mouths, flicking the tip with their tongues, while gently biting and pulling her nipples out from her breasts.

The combination of having her nipples sucked and bitten, along with the woman’s tongue in her cunt, caused something to snap inside Kitty. Her body began to writhe with a mind of it’s own, at the pleasure it was receiving. And her pussy began to produce large amounts of her own love lubricant.

The woman between her legs began lapping avidly at her flow of love juice, running her tongue up now and then to flick the tip over her clitoris. Kitty jerked each time this happened. She was quickly building toward an orgasm, against her will. But there was nothing she could do about it. Her body was in the complete control and at the mercy of the three strangers that were manipulating her. She was almost there and was on the verge and her body tensed in expectation.

Suddenly the woman flicking at her pussy with her tongue pulled back, no longer touching her. “Stop,” she snapped at the other two, who quickly drew away from her breasts. Kitty was left hanging right on the edge of achieving her orgasm. It was excruciating.

She squirmed on the table, trying to press her thighs together. Anything to get her over the edge and make her cum. It was no use though. Her legs were held too far apart. Without another lick or two from the woman’s tongue, it was impossible to achieve her orgasm. She groaned at the back of her throat in frustration.

“That was close. She almost went over the edge on me, and that wouldn’t have served our purpose at all,” Miss S said.

“You’re lucky you stopped when you did then,” Mr. P commented. “Let’s let her cool down for half an hour or so, before we fire her up again.” Kitty couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She had been so close.

“Good idea,” Miss M said, “but while she is doing so, I want to give her a little hint of what is still in store for her.” Kitty froze, suddenly apprehensive of what Miss M meant. She was not long in finding out. “I think a half hour of these will give her some idea of what is in store for her,” Kitty heard the other two chuckle.

Suddenly someone grabbed her right breast and squeezed it fairly hard. It hurt just a bit and she whimpered in the back of he throat. But that was not what Miss M had meant. Her nipple had been force up and was quite erect. She felt something clamp on to it, gripping the nipple very firmly. It didn’t hurt as much squeezing her breast had, but it was definitely uncomfortable. The hand released her breast and her left nipple was given exactly the same treatment. Miss M’s fingers returned to the clamps on her nipples and gave them a little bit of an extra squeeze.

This time it did hurt, until Miss M released them and Kitty squirmed on the table until she did. “I just wanted to make sure they were on properly,” Miss M said with wicked chuckle. We wouldn’t want them popping off accidentally while we’re out of the room. I wonder, should we use that large clamp on her cunt lips?”

Kitty froze when she heard this. The clamps on her nipples were uncomfortable enough, but she didn’t want them to clamp her cunt together. Just the thought truly frightened her.

“No. Not yet at any rate,” she gratefully heard Mr. P say. “Let’s see what she says about doing exactly what we say in a half an hour. Besides, her nipples’ are one thing, but her pussy is something entirely different. I don’t want her sore or worse yet, desensitized, before I give her a little something.

What do you think Kitty? Should we leave the pussy clamp for now?” Kitty nodded he head vigorously in agreement. This caused her nipples with their clamps to jiggle. It definitely felt odd and the hurt a little bit, but surprisingly they had stayed hard and got a little harder still when the clamps moved. Oddly, she felt a small tingle begin between her legs as well.

A hand patted her cheek. “Be a good girl now. We’ll be back in a while,” Miss M. told her. Kitty heard their footsteps cross the floor and a door open. When it closed, the room was silent.

She tried to ignore the clamps on her nipples, but it was totally impossible. The more she tried to ignore them, the more she became aware of them. Her nipples seemed to be getting harder and they were tingling. It was going to be a long half-hour.

3.
By the time the door opened and the trio re-entered, Kitty didn’t know if her nipples were tingling, stinging, or burning. Her nipples had seemed to get harder and harder during the time they had been gone. That was physically impossible of course. All she knew was that she needed some relief from the sensation she was feeling, any kind of relief.

She heard the three, approach the table. She tried to speak, but all that came out around the gag was a muffled, “mummmm”.

“Well Kitty, are you going to be a good little submissive girl now? Or are we going to have to leave those clamps there for a while longer and the pussy clamp as well?” Miss M. asked her.

Kitty nodded her head violently up and down. Anything to get them to remove the nipple clamps. But nodding her head made her tits jiggle. And that sent a whole new wave of sensation racing through her breasts and nipples. Air whistled in through her nose as she sucked in her breath. She nodded her head again, much more gently.

Kitty felt someone’s hands grasp the ends of the clamps. Suddenly they were removed and the pressure was released. If she had thought they had felt hot before, it was nothing to the feeling now as new blood flowed back into the tips of her nipples. She was suddenly sure that they were holding lit matches to both.

The feeling lasted only for a moment though, as someone applied ice cubes directly to the tips. Kitties’ body jerked and tensed. For a moment the ice seemed to bum worse than the non-existent matches might have. Finally though, cold replaced fire, and she relaxed back onto the table with an audible sigh of relief. The ice was slowly moved off her nipples to trace slow circles outward on the skin of her breasts.

“There. That’s better now. Isn’t it?” Mr. P’s voice asked her. Kitty nodded her head, but shivered slightly at the feeling of the ice on her skin. She felt him bend over her and shuddered as he gently kissed each nipple. They had never seemed so sensitive every before.

“Would you like me to remove the gag now? You’re going to do as we tell you now, without a lot of yelling and screaming, aren’t you?” he asked.

Kitty nodded her head and the gag was quickly removed. When she could get her tongue to function again, she asked, “Could I have a drink,” and then added a hasty, “Please.”

“Of course, but here is something better for the moment. Suck on this,” and she felt an ice cube pressed up against her lips. She took it into her mouth and began to suck on it. It was cold and wet, and did wonders for her parched mouth. When the cube was gone, he gave her a drink from a class with a straw. The liquid was cold, but it wasn’t water. It was some sort of cold liqueur and it burned slightly going down. It did however, start a warm glow in her stomach.

“Now,” Mr. P. went on. “In a moment we are going to release your bindings, but not the straps on your wrists, and ankles. We will need those later, but you will be able to get up. You are not to try to remove your blindfold. I doubt if you could anyway. It is on very securely. Then we are going to move you to where we want you next. You will cooperate with us completely and you will do as you are told. Do you understand?”

“Yes. I will do what you tell me. I promise,” Kitty said, sounding almost relieved. Mr. P. sounded almost sympathetic. Maybe the worst was over.

Kitties’ bindings were removed and they helped her to sit up. Her hands were still bound together in front of her, but it was simply a relief to sit up. Her wrists seemed to have a soft padded strap around each, as did her ankles. But only her hands were still linked together.

“All right Kitty. Stand up and come with me,” he said, taking her by the elbow when she began to move and guided her forward.

“Directly in front of you there is a curved stand about waist high. I want you to bend down over it and rest your weight on it with your hands out in front of you. Don’t worry it’s padded,” Mr. P. told her.

“But I though,” Kitty began, only to be silenced by a sharp word from Mr. P.

“I though we had been through this. You promised me you would obey and do as I told you. Now bend over the stand. Or would you prefer that I turned things back over to Miss M?” He left the threat hanging there.

Kitty quickly felt her way forward and bent over the stand she felt there. It was about two feet wide and it supported her from the area just above her crotch, to just below her breasts. Her arms were stretched out below her, almost touching the floor. Her tits hung free as well, gravity pulling them ever so slightly up her chest and totally free of obstruction.

“Girls. Give me a hand here. You know what to do,” Mr. P. said, as he moved to stand directly behind her. She could feel the heat of his body on hers.

‘Oh my God. He’s going to fuck me,’ Kitty thought to herself. But he didn’t. He grasped her by the hips and lifted her, sliding her forward until her feet were off the floor with just her toes touching.

Hands grabbed the bindings on her wrists and pulled her arms toward the floor, where they were secured firmly. Next she felt the women’s hands grasp each of her ankles and snap something on to the straps. Her legs were then pulled apart and fastened there, exposing her ass and cunt totally.

“Now that is a very pretty picture,” Mr. P. said, as he laid his hands on her lower back and trailed them down over the tops of her buttocks and down her outer thighs. “Somebody remind me to take some pictures before we are through.”

Miss S. chuckled and Miss M. laughed out right. “Don’t worry. I’ll remind you,” she said. Kitty was mortified. What was happening to her now was bad enough, but to think of pictures being out there, for just anyone to see was a horrifying thought.

“Please no. You wouldn’t,” kitty said; only to have Mr. P’s hand land on her right cheek soundly. “Quiet. You will speak only when spoken to.” She nodded her head vigorously, her ass stinging. He continued to run his hands over her bottom and thighs, now and then moving to her inner thighs.

He ran his hands up her thighs to her cheeks and gripped them firmly, pulling them farther apart and exposing her to the maximum. Even her rectum was stretched and spread slightly.

“I’ve just got to have a taste,” he said, and Kitty felt his face pressed firmly into her rear. He kissed her love hole lightly and then darted his tongue out to stab into her vagina, before sliding down to flick at her slit and clitoris.

Caught off guard, Kitty stiffened in shock and then relaxed. Mr. P. flicked the tip of his tongue against her clitoris for a moment before beginning to slide it up and down the length of her slit, toying with her opening before moving back to her clit. Kitty began moving her rear, inviting more. A definite change, from her attitude when all of this had begun.

As Mr. P. continued to lick at her pussy, the women were caressing the rest of her, their hands darting everywhere they could reach. Kitty was becoming aroused again very quickly. Mr. P. pulled back from her and stood up. She felt the head of his penis probing against her love hole.

Where before she would have tried to pull away from his intrusion, now she almost welcomed it. She actually wanted to have his shaft inside her. She only hoped he was not too large. She had a small pussy and she had only ever gone all the way, with two different guys. She had always preferred to tease. Getting almost as much enjoyment and satisfaction from that, as the actual sex.

Kitty sucked her breath in and gave a small squeak, when Mr. P. pushed the head of his prick into her. She wiggled her rear, inviting more. He held the head there for a moment before withdrawing it. He slid the head of his shaft down the length of her slit to her clitoris, which he tapped with the head. This brought a quick moan from Kitty’s throat and she pushed her ass back a little more. The head slid back up to her hole, and again it was pushed into her. Withdraw. Push in. Withdraw. Push in, over and over, but only with the head of his penis, never more than that.

Kitty was beginning to feel frustrated now. Her pussy was hot and she really wanted to feel his meat inside her now. Mr. P. continued teasing her now very wet cunt for several long minutes. Kitty’s desire and frustration both built to almost unbearable levels.

Suddenly with no warning, he gripped her hips and with one long powerful stroke, he pressed the length of his shaft into her as far as it would go, filling her totally. He was much larger that either of the guys she been with before.

It almost hurt. But it was a good hurt to her and she groaned, biting her lip at the feeling. He held it deep within her for a long moment before withdrawing completely, leaving only the very tip nuzzling her hole. He moved the tip over her lips and around her opening, teasing her before he slammed his cock back into her. This time she gasped with pleasure and a throaty moan escaped her lips.

Normally she did not care to have a man’s cock pushed inside her quite so forcefully, but she loved the feeling of this mans penis. It was so large. It filled her completely, stretching her hole and vagina to the limit. She thought she would be split in two. It was completely new and fantastic feeling to her.

Kitty jerked at the bonds that held her arms toward the floor. She wanted to be able to reach around and feel the size of his penis with her hands. But it was totally impossible with her body tied in this position. She could move and wiggle her ass and rear, but little else.

Mr. P. was stroking in and out of her cunt now, in long, slow, smooth thrusts. Kitty pushed her hips back to meet each stroke, a small cheep coming from her each time the head of his penis bumped the wall of her vagina at it’s greatest depth. She wished he would go quicker. She was very hot now.

While Mr. P. had been eating her out and fucking her cunt, the two women had not been idle. Miss S. had trailed her fingers up and down her back and sides before reaching under her to tap and massage her slit and clitoris with one finger, in rhythm to each of his strokes. Miss M. had concentrated on her tits. Caressing them gently and occasionally brushing her fingers over each of her nipples. Kitty twitched each time. Her nipples were very sensitive now.

She was beginning to pant slightly with anticipation when Mr. P. pulled out of her. “No,” Kitty cried out, “I’m getting close.”

Miss M. pinched her nipples firmly. Enough to make them hurt a bit. “We know. That’s why he stopped. And you know you were not supposed to speak until spoken to. Remember,” she added, flicking Kitty’s nipples with her fingernails once, hard. Kitty sucked her breath in quickly, and then nodded her head.

“As long as you remember. You really want to cum, don’t you?” Miss M. said. Kitty didn’t answer, but nodded yes.

“It’s all right now. You can talk. You really want to cum? Don’t You?” she asked again.

“Yes,” Kitty almost sobbed as she said it. “Please. It’s almost more than I can stand.”

“Now you are beginning how those men and a few of the women you have teased and led on felt. I’ll admit what you are feeling is stronger than what most of them had to endure, but you understand now. Right?”

“Yes,” Kitty almost yelled it. “Yes, I understand. Please!” she begged.

“Don’t worry Kitty,” Miss S. said to her. “We’re going to make you cum. You don’t have to worry about that. Like you never have before.” She chuckled. “But first you’re going to have to show us just how much you want to cum. Call it a little penalty for all those men and women you’ve frustrated over the last few years. You are going to let us do what ever we want to you. And you are going to cooperate with us every step of the way. Aren’t you?” she asked. “Remember. You’ll be punished if you don’t.”

“Yes, yes. What ever you say,” Kitty told her, “but please make me cum now.” A hand landed on her left buttock with a solid slap.

“Obeying and cooperating, does not mean making demands. That would be very unwise in the position you’re strapped into. Now, again. You are going to let us do what ever we want and you will follow our orders implicitly,” Miss S, told her sternly.

“Yes,” Kitty said, letting her head hang in submission. “What ever you want.”

“That’s a good girl. Then the first thing you are going to do, is to eat Miss M’s pussy for her until she comes,” Miss S. told her.

Kitty’s head came up suddenly and then slumped back. “Yes Miss S. What ever you say,” Kitty responded.

“Excellent. Miss M. is getting into position now. Make sure you’re enthusiastic and do a good job. While you’re eating her out, I’ll be doing some other things to you. Just relax and go along or I’ll have to punish you. Do you understand?” Miss S. asked her.

Kitty nodded her head, but she felt apprehensive about what Miss S. was going to be doing.

“I’ll be back in a few minutes,” Mr. P. said. “There are a few things I want to check on and a couple of things I want to get to use on her.” Kitty heard the door open and close. She swallowed hard, more nervous now, than ever before.

4.
In short order Miss M. was in position. She had lain down on a low gurney. Almost like a hospital gurney, but much lower. She had sat down so that her hips and pussy would be at the very edge with her legs down on the floor. She had laid back and Miss S. had put a pillow under her hips to help raise her cunt to the proper angle. There were two stirrups as well, so that she could raise her legs up and rest them comfortable if she wished.

When she was comfortable, Miss S. rolled the gurney toward Kitty. Grasping her by the hair she lifted Kitty’s head, and moved Miss M’s cunt directly under her face and then pushed her head back down. “Do a good job now. Let’s see how talented you are with your tongue,” Miss S. told her.

Kitty’s lips and nose had come down directly on Miss M’s slit and hole. It made it slightly awkward with her hands and arms firmly chained to the floor, but she slowly began to kiss and lick the woman’s cunt.

Miss S. moved around behind her and brought something cold and round up against her Inner thigh. It was hard, but not very large around. Maybe an inch, but no more than that. Miss S. drew it slowly up to her pussy and rubbed the cold plastic up along her slit to her clitoris, where she rested it. Then she turned it on.

Kitty jumped violently when the vibrations of the small vibrator hit her clitoris. She came slowly down off her toes as Miss S. began sliding it up and down her slit, to her wet hole and back.

She continued to work on Miss M’s pussy, but with more diligence now, sucking the woman’s clitoris and juices between her lips and into her mouth, when Miss S. slipped the tiny vibrator into her cunt and began moving from side to side as well as in and out.

Kitty felt something being dribbled on the top of her rear end to run down the crack of her ass between her cheeks. Miss S. continued to hold the vibrator in her vagina and brought her other hand up to Kitties cheeks and began spreading the oil over them, massaging the flesh. It felt very good to Kitty and she pushed her rear back, trying to get a little more of the tiny vibrator into her hole.

Miss S’s thumb slid down the valley of her ass and came to a stop, pressing firmly against her rectum. The thumb began moving in circles, massaging her rose bud ass hole and pressing harder against her spinster. Kitty’s head came up from the pussy she was ministering to. “No,” she yelled, and tried to move her ass away from the woman’s thumb. She received a hard slap on her buttock for her resistance.

“None of that now,” Miss S. told her. “Relax and find out what you’re missing. You might find out you like it.” Miss S. moved her hand back to her rectum and placed her finger directly on it. She made several slow circles with her finger, added a bit more oil, and began to worm her finger into Kitty’s ass.

Kitty sucked in her breath. She had no experience with anal sex and was frightened of it. Especially after some of the stories she had heard. It felt extremely weird as Miss S’s finger began to slide into her. It didn’t really hurt exactly. It just felt weird. Miss S. had the first joint of her finger in her and she began wiggling it back and forth as she continued to press into ass. There was a slight slip and suddenly the finger was in her to the second joint. Kitty tensed, but then tried to relax and get used to the feeling. It didn’t hurt. At least not yet; and there was nothing she could do about it in any case.

With the intrusion into her ass, Kitty had forgotten that she was suppose to be eating Miss M’s pussy. A pair of hands clamped on either side of her head and pulled her back down. Her head was pressed into Miss M’s cunt and the hands began moving her head up and down, rubbing her nose the length of the woman’s slit.

“Don’t get distracted dear,” Miss M told her. “Now, I want you to tongue fuck me for a while. When I bring your head up, I want you to lick and suck on my clit. When I push down, I want you to go back to tongue fucking me. And if I grip your hair I’ll want you to go faster. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” Kitty mumbled into Miss M’s cunt, and began thrusting her tongue out and into the woman’s wet hole. Miss M sighed with pleasure. “That’s better. Keep going. A little deeper if you can.” Kitty pushed her face more firmly into the woman’s cunt.

Kitty could feel the finger in her ass moving, being rotated. It was in her to the third joint and almost buried to Miss S’s knuckles. Miss S. had been very gentle about it. Her hole was well lubricated now and it didn’t hurt at all. It still felt very odd to her, but she caught herself pressing her ass backward inviting more of Miss S’s finger.

She admitted to herself then, that she really did like the feeling and was getting off on it. Kitty felt slightly humiliated making such an admission to herself, that she was enjoying the woman’s finger in her ass, and more than a little dirty and depraved. But she didn’t really care. Besides, there was nothing she could do and no way of stopping what was being done to her. Her conscience felt a little bit better with that thought.

Miss S removed her finger and slid the vibrator out of her pussy and trailed it slowly up to her rectum. She slowly began to insert it into Kitty’s ass.