Snatched (20 page)

‘Did that fat-bummed bitch give you a good fucking last night?’ smiled April. ‘Did she make you come really hard?’

Leah’s was now having her clit stroked as the plastic handle was slid in and out. It was distracting but she still retained enough of her wits to know the answer the girl was hoping to hear.

‘Yes,’ she lied, allowing some of the froth of the toothpaste to dribble out of her mouth and onto her chest to compound her indignity.

April’s grin broadened, a sure sign she thought her plan to deflect Leah onto Caroline was working. Her pace suddenly increased so that her hand was blurring back and forth. Her smile turned to a snarl as she moved in closer to Leah and said into her ear,

‘Good. I want to watch you fuck her later.’

Then her hand stopped its action and she stepped away. Leah was left with her eyes half-closed and her mouth ringed with toothpaste, heaving for breath with the glistening handle of the toothbrush poking out between her thighs. This indignity was apparently enough to satisfy the elder twin. Her expression was now one of impatient sternness and she was regarding Leah as if she had just walked in and found her in such a state, not been the cause of it.

‘Hurry up, fanny-fiddler,’ she snapped, and walked out of the bathroom.

Leah extracted the toothbrush and followed April back into the bedroom to be guarded while May took Caroline in to wash. It was all very calculated by the elder twin. There was no reason why Caroline couldn’t have been in there alone, but by making May go in specifically as the appointed chaperone it accentuated the divide from Leah. With the ablutions done the twins left, with April announcing that they would return later to take them for exercise. Leah had been left naked after her wash, presumably to leave her wide open to temptation. The plan was as transparent as could be. April had said she wanted to see them fuck and she was giving them every possibility to do so. As soon as the door was closed, Leah pointedly sought a clean T-shirt to put on.

They lay on the bed, side by side, as there was nowhere else for them to go. Caroline was looking at Leah and grinning expectantly. She tried to ignore it and think of conversations to occupy the time, but eventually Caroline’s incessant smile got the better of her.

‘What?’ she said, impatiently.

‘I’ve got your phone,’ smirked Caroline.

‘What do you mean?’

‘I took it from your handbag. May went to put some rubbish out, and I ran over and got it. I was back before she noticed.’

Leah propped herself up on her elbow, frowning down at the girl and suspecting a lie. Getting it was certainly possible but concealing it was less easy for someone wearing only a T-shirt.

‘Well, where is it then?’

Caroline moved closer and cupped her hand to her mouth to speak.

‘I had to put it in my thingy,’ she giggled. ‘I’ll show you.’

With that she climbed off the bed and went and sat on the loo, where the cameras couldn’t see her. She opened her legs and pushed her fingers up inside herself, and then slowly eased out the flat black phone, shiny with her secretions.

‘It’s a good thing I’d been thinking about what you did to me last night,’ she smiled, ‘or it might not have gone in so easily.’

It was also a good thing, thought Leah, that April had not overseen Caroline’s ablution, or the phone might have been wanked out of her with a toothbrush. Leah was conscious of looking suspicious, but she still dismounted the bed and went to have a look for herself.

‘Is is working?’ she asked.

Caroline handed it to her, obviously pleased with herself and at the fact that the phone was still smeared with her pussy juice as she placed it into Leah’s palm. The display was blank but Leah pressed the on-button. After a few jittery seconds the phone flashed into life. Is it possible for a heart to fly and sink at the same time? The battery was still full so if they could somehow get a signal then all this would be over. Over for her and for Caroline, and in a very different way, it would be all over for May, too.

Leah stowed the phone at the back of a drawer under the sink and then ushered Caroline out of the bathroom before their absence started arousing suspicion. They lay on the bed in silence. Leah was unable to quell the jitters in her belly. She knew that her companion was busy hatching plans to use the phone, which meant that May was inevitably doomed. The police would see her as an equal contributor in the conspiracy. They would never understand that she was a prisoner too, bound by psychological bonds rather than locks and chains. Leah knew she could give her side of the story but without her fellow captive to back her up it might not be enough. Caroline’s support was far from assured. She knew May was free to go to the police at any time and end it all, but chose not to. Also, in an odd twist, it seemed that the policewoman had fallen for Leah and May was the one standing between them. Jealousy seldom engendered forgiveness.

The policewoman went almost immediately into seduction mode, using the same light strokes she had employed during the previous day’s attempt. Leah still resisted but was careful with her words, trying to use the watching cameras as the excuse and not the fact that she was in love with another. She wondered how long she could refuse the advances before Caroline turned against May, and spitefully blurted her secret. She was now sure that at some point she would have to give in and either make some kind of deal or an outright sacrifice in order to save her lover.

Her train of thought was interrupted in the mid afternoon, with April summoning them downstairs for their promised exercise. They were both allowed to wear running shoes and were taken out into the warmth. Having reached the first cow field April pointedly split the group, sending May off with the handcuffed Caroline, while she herself took Leah, feeling that no bonds were necessary and that the whip she carried would be an ample deterrent to any misbehaviour. Leah watched uneasily as her lover led Caroline slowly away up the gentle gradient, eventually disappearing out of sight behind a small copse. April was happily smiling at Leah’s consternation and set about trying to increase the mental torture.

‘I wonder what May will do to her once she gets her alone,’ she said snidely. ‘She does love big-bummed girls and let’s face it, that Caroline does have rather a lovely fat arse.’

Leah felt the jolt of envy right at her core although she guessed it was all bluster. April knew that her sister would not have the nerve to force herself upon anyone, and she would never have let her out of sight if she did. She would not prise her away from Leah only to foist her onto another girl. Nonetheless, Leah again cursed the vanity that had made her keep her weight down, when those extra few pounds in the right places could have staved off any competition. April could sense Leah’s anxiety, and warmed to her task.

‘I reckon my sister is a right arse-lover. I’ve hidden in her room a few times so I could watch her wanking. That’s not as easy as you think because she does it lying on her front. I just want to jump out and show her how to do it properly - on your back that is, with your legs wide apart so you can shove things in deep while you’re playing. That’s how I do it and I bet you do it like that too. Still, May is such a prude she hasn’t even got a dildo, and I make sure she can’t ever find mine. Anyway, a couple of times when I’ve watched her, the dirty little bitch has put her finger right up her own bum! It made me rub myself silly, right there in the cupboard. I bet she was dreaming of putting it inside some really fat-arsed tart like Tabby, or like that Caroline.’

Leah baulked, but then felt the thrill of knowing that her own bottom had been the receptacle - perhaps even the only one yet - for the fulfilment of her lover’s most secret fantasies. However, April’s talk was sowing seeds of uncertainty, and she was worried that now May had at last made headway with one girlfriend she might be tempted to try another, especially one with such an invitingly chubby behind. In truth, Leah was not as concerned about May’s actions as she was about Caroline’s. She knew firsthand how persistent the policewoman was in her seduction attempts, and just how difficult her ample charms were to resist. She was also keenly aware, since it had had the same effect on herself, of how the dangerous situation they were in had brought out a voracious desire in Caroline. She wondered if May, now flushed with excitement from her recent sexual awakening, would be able to withstand any such advances from the prisoner. Caroline might have been handcuffed but she was armed with a body ripe for picking, and the even more formidable weapon of blackmail. May would certainly not want her Mistress or sister to learn of her clandestine couplings and might think it better to surrender to the policewoman’s whim rather than have the news broadcast to devastating effect.

As they walked, April was content to keep to mental rather than physical torture. At one point she made Leah bend over the stile she was climbing, and pressed the whip across the stuck-out rump. She held the whip there for several minutes, occasionally lifting it from the skin to make the victim think that a strike was imminent, before pushing it harmlessly back against the flesh. Soon, Leah was close to crying out for the blows, preferring to just take the pain and get it over with rather than have its threat hanging over her. In the end April administered no beating, allowing her captive to resume her walk and choosing instead to regale her with almost certainly fabricated stories of her sister’s private habits and desires, all designed to make her jealous, which they did.

They walked for close to an hour before they returned to the original field where they had earlier split, and they stood and waited by a low pile of rather ripe-smelling straw and muck while the cows munched and observed them from a distance. They waited only about five minutes before the other two came into view, walking downhill from the far end of the copse. Leah tried to study their body language for any sign of what had gone on during their time together, wishing them to hurry so that she could see their faces and divulge further clues. Disconcertingly, as they approached she saw that May looked a little red-cheeked and flustered, while Caroline was looking quite pleased with herself.

Leah saw April nod towards her sister but there was no other conversation between them even when they stood side by side as the elder twin removed Caroline’s handcuffs. April looked her prisoners up and down and then ordered them both to remove their T-shirts. Leah complied wearily, wondering what terrible thoughts were bubbling inside the girl’s twisted mind. April took the discarded shirts and laid them onto the straw pile, which she pressed down. She then made the girls remove their knickers and give them to her. She hunted round the vicinity for a likely looking cowpat and then dropped the underwear onto it and used the whip to push them down into its yielding centre and stir them around. She then removed her own shoes, leggings and finally her undies before sitting on top of the hay pile, using the shirts as a cushion.

‘Listen to me carefully,’ she said. ‘If you do not do exactly as I say, you will be fishing your knickers back out of that cow shit and wearing them for the rest of the day. That walk has made my feet all sweaty and tired, so I want you to come here and use your mouths to soothe them for me.’

Using the straw pile as support under her thighs, she opened her legs wide, displaying a very freshly shaved pussy. Her feet were in mid-air and she brought them together so that they were nearly touching, and then ordered the girls to their knees. They both got down with caution, avoiding any other country pancakes that the herd had given back to the field. They took hold of a foot each as signalled, having to get so close together that their cheeks were almost touching. Side by side they both began to lick the warm, slightly pungent feet of their other Mistress.

Leah could taste the salt tang of sweat, but the skin was pleasantly soft under her lips and tongue. As she looked up she was met with the view of April’s fingers slowly rubbing at her pink clit and starting to glisten in the sun. The girl had gasped as Caroline took her big toe into her mouth. Not to be outdone Leah followed suit, tickling the heel with one hand and running her nails lightly up under the arch. She let her saliva drip and pool between the toes before drawing it back into her mouth as she sucked on each toe in turn. She licked the underside and nipped the outside edge with her teeth as if the foot were a corn cob being devoured, all the while watching the girl fingering and pinching her swelling labia.

It was nice to serve, as wretched as it made Leah feel. It was nice to be made to dirty things that you could never otherwise ask for. It was exciting to have other people’s kinks forced upon you, to inspire them to nasty rudeness. You were absolved of all guilt. You could take pleasure from that alone. All you had was the shame of complying and that glorious burn between your legs; that desperate itch that could go on and on until you were given leave to do something about it. Her tormentor had her pussy lips peeled apart with her fingers, and her hips raised and pushed forward to show herself off in all her wet glory. It was a vulgar, beautiful sight. She looked like she was trying to let go, to force more rudeness out of her body to spray all over the both of them as they sucked on her toes. Leah wouldn’t have minded, as dirty as it would have been, as shocking and humiliating a memory. It actually disappointed her when April couldn’t go and let out a gritted-teeth cry of frustration before smacking her own wet puss several times to punish it.

‘Get down on the fucking ground and lick each other out,’ the Evil Twin commanded, her anger still simmering.

Again the girls were slow to obey, scanning the grass for signs of a clear enough area to lie upon. With April snarling and menacingly brandishing the whip with its tip now soiled by dung, Caroline bit the bullet and lay on her back. Leah took her cue and climbed on top, resting down so that their bare fannies were inches from each other’s mouths. The policewoman needed no further instruction and Leah felt the eager lapping at her slit. Although May was out of vision Leah was very conscious of her presence and tried desperately to keep her panting excitement to a minimum. Eventually she had to respond in kind, sending her tongue within the folds of Caroline’s pussy and dipping into the already formed pool of arousal.