Abduction (22 page)

"Stop it!" Fuck, I couldn't take it any more, those threats, the images I was getting.

"Puppy," she said in her condescending tone, "you know how to make me stop.

Just tell me--would you like to give Jimmy a nice blow job, or would you like to eat Miranda’s pussy? Here, let me make it easier for you. Miranda.” Miranda slipped off the little skirt she was wearing, then shimmied out of her bikini briefs. She was hairless, waxed smooth, and I caught myself wondering, rather erroneously, if she was from LA. She sat on the edge of the sofa, facing out between me in my chair and Taser Girl and Jimmy by theirs, so we could all see. She spread her legs just enough so we could all glimpse the deeper pink glistening between the paler matte smoothness of her skin.

“Miranda, take your finger and run it lightly over your pretty little slit.” Taser Girl directed her.

She took a long, delicate index finger and pressed the tip to the opening of her vagina, then drew her finger forward, over her clit and up. Like a puppet on a string my cock jumped to life.

“That’s very nice Miranda, and I see Mr. Doe agrees,” Taser Girl jibed. “And now, let's give him a look at Jimmy. Honey, go stand in front of Mr. Doe. Now undo your buckle. Now undo your pants.”

He followed her every order without hesitation.

“Now, Jimmy, take out your cock and show it to Mr. Doe.” 192

Jimmy took out his cock. I felt sick with fear. I'd never seen another guy's dick so up-close like that.

“Jimmy has an amazing, a beautiful cock, doesn’t he Mr. Doe? So long and thick, but with kind of a graceful shape to it, don't you agree?"

Fucking bitch. Like I really wanted the docent's tour of Jimmy's meat.

"Now stroke it a little, Jimmy. Mr. Doe should see it in its full glory before he makes a final decision.”

Jimmy began stroking his dick, which grew hard almost instantly under his touch.

It was huge, inches from my face, and I was terrified they’d make me give him head.

“Well, Mr. Doe, now we’ve let you see the goods. What's your pleasure? Would you like to eat Miranda's pussy? Or eat Jimmy's cock?”

“Miranda.”

“No, Mr. Doe. Tell me in a complete sentence what you would like to do.” Fuck, I wanted to punch that stupid cunt's face in.

“I want to eat Miranda’s pussy.”

“Very good. Now tell Miranda.”

Miranda was looking at me eagerly, innocently, as if she had no idea that I was being coerced, that I was about to fucking throw up.

“Miranda, I want to eat your pussy.”

Miranda smiled a huge smile and giggled a little.

In my humiliation I was comforting myself with an image. Taser Girl lying on the floor. Me, straddling her chest, her arms pinned under my knees as I violently fucked her bossy little mouth until she gagged and tears streamed from her eyes.

“All right, Mr. Rockstar, get over there and eat that pussy. And be sure you do a good job. I’m sure you have lots of experience in these matters. If I don’t hear Miranda moaning and squealing with pleasure, I’ll know you’re not trying, and we’ll have to switch. Then you’ll do Jimmy, and I’ll do Miranda. Because I know what Miranda likes.” I went over to where Miranda was sitting on the sofa, and knelt down between her legs.

“Don’t be shy, Mr. Doe. Push her legs open a little more, so we can all see.” I pressed her knees wider, presenting her bare pussy.

“Now, have a little taste.”

Even under the circumstances, the smell of her cunt was exciting as I drew closer to her. I ran my tongue up her slit, following the path she had drawn a moment earlier with her finger.

“Isn’t that a tasty little pussy?” Taser Girl asked.

“Yes.”

“Would you like some more of Miranda's juicy cunt?”

“Yes.”

“Go ahead, then, eat her out good. We’ll be over here, having our fun, listening to make sure you’re doing a good job.”

They settled in at the other end of the sofa, where they could see us and we could see them. Jimmy was staring at me as Taser Girl, kneeling in front of him, took his dick in her mouth. She started sliding up and down, his shaft disappearing and reappearing as she worked it in and out between her lips. I looked up and saw Miranda 194

was watching them, too, smiling. Then, knowing that if I didn't, Taser Girl would force me to suck Jimmy off, I leaned in, putting my mouth to her.

Her hairless cunt was soft and smooth under my tongue, between my lips. I gave her a few slow, light licks, then some long, smooth firm strokes of my tongue. She gave a little gasping cry. Pressing my palms to her inner thighs, I pushed her open a little wider, and massaged the base of her clit with my lips. She began to whimper and writhe wildly, and I knew I was on to what she liked. Then I heard Taser Girl say Jimmy’s name, and Jimmy spoke.

“Hold up there, Mr. Doe.”

I pulled back a little.

“I’m enjoying watching this. Very nice. Now put a finger inside her.” I did it. She was perfectly slippery.

“Now fuck that tight little cunt with your finger.”

I did, and Miranda was squirming and whimpering again.

“Now take that finger, all nice and wet, and rub her asshole.” I did it, pressing the pad of my finger up against the hole, rubbing slowly and firmly around the rim.

“Now put your finger inside her.”

She gasped as I stuck my finger up her ass. I pulled it out and stuck it up again, as Jimmy directed me.

“Fuck yeah, that’s nice,” he said, watching. “Now while you fuck her ass with your finger, I want to stick your thumb in her pussy. Fuck both her holes at the same time.” I did it.

“Now get back to eating her, and keep fucking her.”

Pressing my fingers in and pulling them out, slowly, rhythmically, I put my mouth back on her cunt, sucking and licking between the lips, the head and base of her clit.

Her wetness was running over my hand and I began fucking her faster, deeper as I ate her. Her whimpering sounds were getting louder, coming with every exhale, and I was holding her down with my left arm, keeping her in place against all her writhing.

She was on the edge, and I heard Jimmy say, “Miranda, Vaughn Doe is eating your pussy. Vaughn Doe has his finger in your ass.”

Her writhing became a shuddering convulsion as she came under my mouth, her muscles pulsing around my fingers. My shameful erection was aching. I didn't want them to see that I was hard. Taser Girl pulled Jimmy's cock from her mouth and the two of them exchanged odd smiles. They both stood. Jimmy grabbed a chair and dragged it over, in front of the couch, and Taser Girl sat down.

"Come here, Miranda darling."

Mirada rose and went to her.

"Take a seat on the sofa, Mr. Doe."

I was sick with dread, not wanting them to see that my cock was hard, terrified at what they were going to come up with next. I got up from the floor and sat on the couch.

An amused grin appeared on Taser Girl's face.

"Mmmm," she purred, "I see you didn't mind so much, licking Miranda's juicy little cunt."

Taser Girl stared at my stiff prick for a second. I wanted it to wither under her eyes but her look seemed to have the opposite effect. Finally she turned her hungry 196

look from my cock to Miranda's face. Then she pulled down her tube top, and her full, pale breasts with dark nipples sprang free. Taser Girl cupped her breasts in her hands, and Miranda bent over, sucking one nipple, then the other, leaving them hard and shiny with her spit. My cock was getting more and more uncomfortable as I watched.

"Get down on your knees, sweetie."

Miranda went down on her knees before Taser Girl, who hiked up her skirt and spread her legs, showing all of us her pussy. A narrow strip of black hair decorated her mound; the rest of her cunt was bare. Taser Girl put her hand to the back of Miranda's head and pulled her mouth against her twat.

"Lick my pussy, Miranda honey."

Miranda seemed eager enough. Her naked ass wiggled before us as she ate the other woman out.

“Now, Mr. Doe, we’re giving you a nice little show here, aren’t we?" Taser Girl panted as Miranda lapped at her slit. "Miranda’s sweet little ass and my tits in plain view while she’s down there eating my pussy. I see you’re still nice and hard. Now you’re going to put on a little show for me. You’re going to sit there, nice and still like a good boy, hands back behind your neck. Nice puppy. Now you’re going to let Jimmy give you a little head.”

I jumped to my feet, ready to fight, ready to run. But in the same moment I thought of Edi. I froze.

“Ah ah ah, Mr. Doe." She kept Miranda's face pressed to her snatch, and she was breathless as she admonished me. "I thought you would have realized by now that I only ask you to do things when I can think of things much worse that we could make 197

you do if you don’t cooperate. For example, if you don’t let Jimmy swallow your cock for a few minutes, we could always stun you, tie you up, and let him fuck you instead."

She closed her eyes for a moment and seemed too distracted by what Miranda was doing to pay any more attention to me. Her brow furrowed and she opened her eyes to watch Miranda licking and sucking her.

"Put your finger in my pussy, Miranda sweetie. Fuck me a little while you lick me.

Oh, that's good, honey. Just like that."

She finally emerged from her haze of pleasure to deal with me. Miranda kept busily slurping away, noisily fingering Taser Girl's twat.

"Oh, God. I'd almost forgotten. Edi."

She gave me an ugly, cruel smile.

"Graham fucking loves to eat pussy. Tell me, puppy, does your wife shave her bush?"

I was panting in silent fury.

"Well? Does she? If you don't feel like answering, I can just have one of the boys check for me and see."

"No."

"Hmmm." She drifted off again as Miranda ate her. "Well, let me tell you what Graham's likely to do."

She moaned and really sank her fingers into Miranda's hair, pulling the girl's face in tight against her.

"Graham likes a nice, shaved pussy," she went on in a husky voice. "In fact, he's got something of a shaving fetish. I suppose he'll have Rick and Perry get your pretty wife up on her feet, and they'll hold her still."

"Stop it—I'll fucking do it. Whatever you want." My voice shook as I talked.

"I know you will, sweetie. But first I'm going to tell you this little story. So be quiet, and listen."

I was losing my fucking mind, and Taser Girl was clearly getting more and more excited as she painted this little picture for me, Miranda's tongue sliding around in her slit all the while.

"Graham will get down on his knees, and slide his hands up her thighs, under her skirt, and pull her panties down. Then the boys will get her on the bed, on her back. I've seen them do this little routine more than once—it's quite something to watch. Each of the boys will use one hand to hold a shoulder down on the bed, and the other hand at the back of her knee to raise and spread her legs. Nice and wide."

"Please stop," I whispered, starting to cry now. I'm almost positive the sight of my distress, my tears, just got that scary bitch hotter than ever.

"Brigid…"

Miranda had taken her tongue off Taser Girl's clit long enough to meekly attempt an intervention on my behalf. Taser Girl shoved her face back against her twat.

"Watch it, Miranda. If you're not a good little girl, you might not get to fuck your rock star tonight after all."

Miranda went back on duty and Taser Girl turned her attention back to me.

"Of course, Edi won't realize she's just in for a careful shave and some phenomenal head—she'll be thinking she's about to get a big hard one rammed into her—so she'll be trying to break loose, trying to scream. But the boys are nice and strong, and with the ball gag in her mouth she won't be able to make much noise.

Graham will sit down, right by that furry little pussy of hers, and very slowly, methodically cover her bush with a nice thick coat of shaving cream. Then he'll get out the razor—don't worry, he's very good, and never nicks—and he'll begin to shave her.

Very carefully, very thoroughly, he'll shave her mound, her lips, spreading her open, getting every single millimeter of her delicate little cunt."

I was trying to tune her out, to keep the images out of my head, but there was no way.

"Then he'll get a washcloth, nice and hot and wet, and he'll gently wipe her clean.

Then, puppy, he'll do it all again, until she's perfectly smooth. Her little pussy will be all pink and tender, the skin warm from the shaving and the washing. He'll be so hungry for her, aching to taste her. And then, while the boys go on, holding down, holding her legs apart, he'll begin licking her smooth, bare little twat."

All through her monologue Taser Girl got more and more breathless as Miranda kept on eating her. And I was…I was…Christ. I've never hated myself more, at any moment in my life than I did then, as that fucking bitch sat there describing an assault on my wife and I was not just furious, not just scared she'd make the call and say the words, but the images she was putting in my head made me wretchedly, shamefully aroused. I wanted to fucking kill myself.

"Give it a rest for a second, Miranda."

Taser girl pushed the other one back and sat there a moment, panting. Then she turned to me.

"Sit down."

I sat.

"Are you going to be a good little puppy?"

"Yes."

"Good. You sit there, watching two pretty girls eating each other out. Watch me rub a little ice on my nipples, think about sticking your cock up Miranda’s lovely bottom, which she’s wiggling so seductively in front of you as she licks my pussy. And I get to watch Jimmy suck your dick, which will probably make me come in no time.” I tried to not really think about what was happening, with Jimmy. I tried to will myself to watch Miranda and Taser Girl, and to forget who the fourth person in the room with us was. I watched Taser Girl reach and take an ice cube from the water glass that was sitting on the table next to her. She began rubbing the dripping cube over her nipples, which seemed to grow slightly darker as they tightened and got hard.