The Training of Fallen Angels (27 page)

Madam Stone leant forward and kissed her lightly on the mouth. ‘You have done well,’ she breathed. ‘Stay here with us tonight. I have many more delights to teach our young charge.’

Lisa smiled in happy acquiescence. Somehow, she knew that she was about to learn much herself.

LISA WOKE SUDDENLY
. She opened her eyes and took in the familiar surroundings of Madam Stone’s bedroom. She was alone. The ornate clock on the bedside cabinet told her that it was past eleven o’clock. The sun streaming in from the large window reminded her that it was eleven o’clock in the morning. It had been a long and eventful night.

She sat up on the bed slowly as she coaxed herself into full consciousness. She felt strange, as though drunk, and she ached between the legs. As she slipped more into reality the ache became stronger and more demanding. She touched herself. Her pussy was soaked. She lay back and began to finger herself whilst she recalled the delights of the previous few hours. Quickly, she found that she was able to slip all four fingers inside her silky sheath with ease. She was often aroused when she woke in the morning, but such feelings were not normally as intense as this. The more that she toyed with her fleshy lips the more the ache increased. She began to breath in short, sharp gasps as she rubbed her hard clitoris with the palm of her hand whilst her fingers turned and probed inside her. She was coming. Almost without warning her orgasm hit her like a thunderbolt, causing her to cry out loudly. She bucked her hips and rubbed herself furiously as the tremors of delight took control of her
body
. Her juices flowed and soaked the sheet beneath her.

Gradually, she eased her self-caress and moved her hand from her throbbing pussy. She lay her head back and breathed deeply. But the ache was still there, stronger than ever. Normally, after a come she would be able to relax for a while, but not this time. Her mind was overwhelmed with a burning need for sex. She found her hand trailing, almost automatically, back to her crotch. Resisting the temptation, she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and moved swiftly from the bed. She suddenly felt dizzy and sat down again. Her head was swimming, and the light that was streaming in through the open window hurt her eyes.

After a moment she rose gingerly to her feet and padded into the bathroom. She squatted over the toilet and began to pee. At first, the flow excited her but gradually the ache decreased and she felt better. She moved to turn on the shower. The handle felt like a small, cold penis. Lisa caressed it lovingly as she set the temperature of the water. The ache returned, even more powerful than before. She knew that she had to get someone to fuck her, and quickly.

Stepping under the hot stream, she soaped herself liberally, using her hands sensuously all over her body. Even the bar of soap seemed to resemble a nice, slippery little cock. She moved the bar against her sex-lips and her orgasm began to build up inside her groin once more. She gripped the shower handle for support and worked the soap in and out of herself. The water gushed and bubbled over her, feeling for all the world like the fingers and tongues of a thousand lovers. She moved the soap rapidly and came again just as suddenly and with as much ferocity as before.

The soap slipped from her fingers and fell to the floor. Lisa’s entire body was trembling, and the need for sex was still tearing at her. She turned off the shower and staggered out. She looked into a mirror and gasped. There, tied securely around her neck was one of the mysterious amulets she had seen in the cellar. No wonder that she felt so incredibly randy. She moved her hand to tear the thing from her throat but something seemed to stop her. She tried again, but it was as though an unseen hand was clutching her arm and forcing her to leave the amulet where it was.

She began to feel a little more relaxed. Having two violent orgasms in such a very short time appeared to have a soothing effect on her. She looked again at her reflection in the mirror. The amulet seemed to glow faintly against her damp skin. She tore her gaze away from the thing and towelled herself quickly. She knew what she had to do. She would go back to her room and dress and then go downstairs. She would be sure to find one or more of the guests to satisfy her needs. After all, that was what they had come to Grantham Manor for, to fuck and be fucked, and she was more than ready to do whatever they desired.

Lisa wrapped the towel around herself and hurried out of the bedroom. Reaching her own room, she paused. She heard familiar sounds coming from the other side of the door – the rhythmic panting of her friend Janet accompanied by heavy, male breathing. Lisa opened the door slowly and grinned. Janet was squatting across the prone form of a young man with her back to him and his hard cock firmly embedded in her pussy. Janet smiled in greeting as Lisa entered the room and closed the door behind her.

‘Where’d you get to last night?’ asked her friend as she eased herself from her delightful impalement. The
young
man’s cock flopped heavily on to his stomach and he looked up at Lisa with a bemused expression.

‘It’s a long story,’ replied Lisa. ‘Who’s this?’

‘This is Tom. He’s one of the garden staff. The guests have all gone to a health centre in town and the students are up in London for the day, so there’s nothing much happening.’

‘Thanks a lot,’ grumbled the young man as he made to clamber out of the bed.

‘I didn’t mean that,’ laughed Janet. She slapped his bare bottom playfully, but it was clear that she had hurt his feelings. Tom started to pull on his jeans.

‘Oh, look,’ said Lisa, ‘don’t let me stop you.’

Janet pulled Tom’s hands away from his waistband and tried to wrench his pants down again. ‘Yes, come on, Tom, don’t mind Lisa,’ she giggled. He gave up the effort and she tugged his jeans from his ankles and threw them across the room. He sat back on the bed and Janet knelt beside him. She gripped his flaccid tool and expertly coaxed him back to full erection as Lisa let her towel slip to the floor. Tom’s eyes widened as he gazed upon her nakedness.

‘Lisa!’ exclaimed Janet, ‘you’re wearing one of those things!’

‘I know. It was round my neck when I woke up. I can’t seem to take it off.’

Janet released her grip of Tom’s stiffness and walked over to her. She reached up to grasp the chain. ‘Let me,’ she said. Lisa pushed her hands away.

‘No, no, it’s all right. I’m getting used to it. It makes me feel really horny.’

‘More so than usual?’ laughed Janet as she returned to the bed.

‘Much more.’ Lisa moved to the bed and knelt on the other side of the young man’s reclining body. She
reached
out and gripped his thick cock. It felt good within her grasp. It was hot and stiff and coated with Janet’s juices. She bent forward and took it into her mouth. She tasted Janet’s sweet scent on his hard flesh and she found it intoxicating. She sucked him gently and circled the bulbous head with her tongue. Tom groaned.

‘Don’t make him come,’ pleaded Janet in the full knowledge that her friend could work magic with her mouth. Lisa ignored her for a moment and sucked the stiff rod with all her expertise. She felt him throb heavily against her tongue and tasted his saltiness. Anxious for him to do more than merely satisfy her craving for the flavours of his come, she pulled her mouth from him. His cock slapped firmly against his stomach. It was ragingly hard. The head was purple with lust and glistening with the mixture of Lisa’s saliva, Janet’s juices and Tom’s own creamy fluids. Lisa clambered across him and squatted over his groin. She reached down and gripped his stiffness and aimed it at her soaking pussy, then lowered herself slowly. Inch by inch, she absorbed the thick stalk inside her luscious body. Her cunt burned fiercely with the heat of unsated lust. She stiffened the muscles of her inner thighs to grip him tighter and pressed down hard so that her swollen clitoris was crushed against his hard pubic bone. Circling her hips, she rubbed herself rapidly against him. Her orgasm was immediate. She gasped as the tremors tore through her and she began to grind her pussy even harder against her supine lover as the sweet sensations coursed through her trembling body.

He felt good inside her. He was thick and immensely hard, but she wanted more. She didn’t know what, but she knew that this wasn’t enough. She felt the familiar, wet tickle of Janet’s tongue running along
the
cleft of her bottom. That was good, but it still wasn’t enough. She raised her body until just the head of his cock was clasped inside her tight sheath. Using the muscles of her pussy she gripped him under the ridge and squeezed hard. Janet’s tongue found her anus and Lisa held herself still whilst her friend began to probe wetly inside her. She closed her eyes to savour the joy of the moment, but the ache was returning, with even more power.

Suddenly, she rammed her body down. Tom gasped for breath as she forced him to sink the full length of his cock into her. Janet fell backwards from the bed with the force of Lisa’s movement. Lisa didn’t care. Her second come was already building up within her oozing sex-flesh. She began to thrust up and down, slowly at first but with a demanding and tireless force. Tom simply lay there, seemingly content to let her fuck herself on his rigid pole. She moved faster. Tom’s strong, young body shuddered each time she hammered her groin down on his and her huge breasts bounced heavily.

‘Hey, save some for me,’ said Janet jokingly. ‘I need another come!’ Lisa ignored her friend and pounded ever faster. She came, a shattering, gut-wrenching orgasm but it still didn’t satisfy her needs. She moved even more quickly and her backside slapped noisily against Tom’s thighs. He gripped her buttocks and dug his fingernails into her soft flesh in an effort to take control. He tried desperately to slow her movements but she was filled with a strength that he couldn’t deal with. His face broke into a grimace.

‘Jesus, I’m gonna come!’ he bellowed through clenched teeth. ‘I can’t hold back!’

‘No!’ cried Lisa as she hammered herself with incredible force on the hapless young man.

‘I can’t, I –’ She could feel his stiff prick throbbing
inside
her aching flesh. Furiously she pounded her body up and down as hard as she could.

‘No!’ she repeated. ‘Fuck me! Fuck me!’

Janet reached out and touched her friend’s back. ‘Lisa, you bitch!’ she said, angrily. ‘I told you I wanted some!’

Lisa turned her head without slowing her frenzied movements one iota. She glared at her friend and lashed out with her arm. She caught Janet a glancing blow to the face. ‘Leave me alone! I’ve got to have it!’ she yelled.

Janet fell back on to the floor and sat there, totally shocked. Lisa felt Tom’s wilting cock slip from inside her but she continued to grind her hot cunt against his limp flesh. ‘Fuck me, you bastard!’ she cursed. ‘Get hard and fuck me!’ Tears streamed from her eyes as she vainly attempted to force the exhausted young man to erection. She came again, but the searing desire only increased within her groin. ‘Please,’ she sobbed. ‘Fuck me, please fuck me!’

‘I can’t, I can’t,’ pleaded Tom as he gasped for air. ‘Let me rest for a while.’

‘No! I want it now!’ She looked across at the dazed form of her friend who was staring in disbelief. ‘Janet, get a vibrator or something! Now!’

A look of realisation appeared on Janet’s face and she jumped to her feet. ‘The amulet!’ she cried. ‘It’s that bloody amulet! Get it off!’

‘No! I need it!’

‘No you don’t! It’s driving you insane!’ Janet made to grab the chain around Lisa’s neck but was knocked away by another fierce blow. She fell back on to the floor with a thump. Lisa snatched at Tom’s tiny penis and forced the soft flesh into her soaking cunt. She pumped wildly against him, but his cock slipped from her again. Suddenly, Janet grabbed her
around
the waist from behind and hauled her from the bed. They fell in a heap of writhing nakedness on to the carpet. Tom leapt from the bed and grasped her tightly by the shoulders, pinning her down. Janet gripped the chain and wrenched it from her friend’s neck. She flung the amulet across the room as though it were some evil, viperous creature. Lisa stopped struggling immediately. She lay her head back and stared vacantly at the ceiling. Sweat trickled from her body and she suddenly felt cold. She shivered and blinked her eyes and then looked at Janet She swallowed hard and took a long, deep breath. Janet leant forward and kissed her lightly on the forehead. ‘You’ll be all right now,’ she whispered.

‘What the hell’s up with her?’ asked Tom.

‘Never mind,’ replied Janet as she stroked her friend’s head gently. ‘Leave us alone please, Tom’

The young man got to his feet and quickly dressed. ‘Can I help in some way?’ he asked.

‘No, it’s OK.’

Tom looked down quizzically at the exhausted form of Lisa, then shrugged and left the room.

Janet kissed the sweat-soaked cheeks of her friend’s flushed face in turn. ‘Are you all right?’ she asked. Lisa nodded and tried to sit up. She clearly found the effort too much and fell back again.

‘God, that was horrible,’ she said after a moment. ‘I kept coming, but it didn’t stop the terrible ache. A hundred men could’ve fucked me and it wouldn’t have made any difference!’

There was a knock on the bedroom door. ‘That’ll be Tom, come back to look for his dick.’ Lisa laughed at her friend’s joke and Janet smiled gratefully. Janet then pulled herself to her feet and walked to the door. Opening it, she found Paul and Mike standing in the hallway, looking very concerned.

‘Is Lisa OK?’ asked Paul as they rushed into the room. ‘One of the gardeners said she’d gone mental!’ He looked at her, lying prostrate on the floor. Lisa attempted a smile. The two men knelt by her and helped her to her feet. She sat back on the edge of the bed.

‘What the hell happened?’ asked Mike as he brushed Lisa’s tousled hair from her face.

‘Somebody fixed one of the amulets around her neck,’ said Janet. ‘Its powers are deadly!’

‘Then we’ve got real trouble,’ said Mike, gravely.

‘What do you mean?’

‘The girls, the students. They’ve been sent home.’