All About Serena

Mist S

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this is a closed thread for Cg, Untamed and Mist, please read along and enjoy

“Hey Mary, I seem to have forgotten my bloody towel again, could you bring me one please?” The voice floated down the hall from the bathroom, sounding as fresh as a spring morning. Mary looked up from her book and walked to the linen closet with a small sigh. Serena was always forgetting things like that, it wasn’t intentional. Mary had learned that over the course of the three years they had roomed together.

Taking the large fluffy blue towel to the bathroom, Mary opened the door a crack and stuck the towel through the opening. A hand took it and she turned to leave, but Serena’s voice stopped her.

“Come in here a second will you? I want to talk to you, but I am getting ready for my date with Joel tonight and cant hear anything more than five feet away.” Mary stepped into the bathroom and was struck almost speechless. Serena had little modesty when it came to it being just girls around the house and Mary was treated to the sight of her wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around her head as she applied her makeup.

Mary swallowed, closing the bathroom door behind her so Serena didn’t take a chill as she tried to unobtrusively gaze at the beautiful woman before her. She had long faintly coltish legs that went all the way up, firm high set breasts with coral nipples, a flat tummy and when it was dry, waist length blonde hair. It was enough to make anyone beg for mercy. Mary had known she was bisexual since shortly after puberty, but had rarely acted on it, due to circumstance. The girls she was interested in rarely returned the interest, Serena was one of those actually, leaving Mary yearning, but never fulfilled.

As she watched Serena apply her makeup, she wondered what it might be like to have this girl on her knees, willingly or not, with her face pressed between Mary’s legs, pleasuring her. Perhaps as a man stood behind her thrusting his cock into her sweet looking pussy. A plot hatched in her mind to achieve this goal and a small smile formed as she thought out the details. She was barely aware that Serena was speaking to her, until the sound of her name snapped her out of the half trance she had been in.

“Mary! You weren’t paying attention! I asked, if it would be alright if I was home very late tonight. Joel mentioned something about a double feature at the drive in and I wouldn’t want to disturb you by coming in to late.”

That was another thing. Serena almost always asked permission for everything she did in one form or another. She had a very submissive nature, always trying to please, even at the expense of her own happiness. That might make it easier, unless of course Serena found a backbone when push came to shove.

Mary smiled and said, “Of course it’s alright! You go on and have some fun. Oh by the way, I was thinking of taking you around to a friends house tomorrow, one you haven’t met yet. Would you be willing to go with me, say around 1:00 tomorrow afternoon?”

After receiving Serena’s agreement, Mary let her get ready to leave. As soon as the door closed behind her, Mary picked up the phone to call her old friend, the one she was sure would be willing to help teach Serena a few things about her own nature, what dark needs might be hiding inside that sweet innocent seeming demeanor.
 
Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep,

The nagging disembody call of Jude’s phone called him from the book he had settled down with. With a casual grace he picked up.

“Hello Jude Batard “

At the first sound of her voice memories of Mary came flooding back to him. She had been a student that had attended a series of lecture he had given at her university on deviant sexual practices. As a guest lecturer he was not bond by the formality of the lecture hall and often would sit with students over coffee at the student union discussing the material more in depth. The night he had met Mary he had been discussing the Marquee De Sade and various aspects of BDSM. Jude wondered if she still wore her hair shoulder length, he could not believe Mary’s curly brunette hair with its subtitle natural red highlights could be tamed or for that matter should be. They had dated and tried a Dom / sub relationship but Mary like her hair could not be tamed and they had mutual decided it was for the best.

“So Mary what can I do for you my dear?”

He listened very carefully to what she proposed and it did peek his interest, yet their was the matter that Serena would becoming into this blind. Oh it would not be the first time that he had aided in training a neophyte, helping to awaken their dark desires.

“Mary are you sure that Serena is a true submissive?”
 
“Hello Jude Batard “

The deep voice that resonated over the phone line brought back so many memories of the laughs they had shared together and of the pleasures found for a brief while in each others arms. Memories also came of their last moments as lovers, the bittersweet agreement they had come to, that they could never be totally compatible as she was far to headstong and assured of herself. They had indeed decided that she had made a better Domme than sub, and had parted on friendly terms. The fact that they still kept occasional contact was the biggest reason she had called him.

She told him of the situation and she heard the hesitation in his voice as he asked her if Serena was a true submissive. She smiled at this, for one of Jules best qualities as a Dom was the attention to detail, both big and small. To care enough at the outset to make sure that they would have a willing pupil showed so much in itself-far to many she had run across since they'd parted ways were consumed by their own needs. Jules was a refreshing change.

Thinking carefully of how to condense all the things she had observed in the last three years to illustrate her point, she spoke slowly but with conviction, "Serena has the need to please that is inherent in many subs, she bows to any decision of a stronger individual, and yet, under this is a core of steel that will not bend. In some things, she is a very strong individual, particularly when it comes to friends and family. I would have to say that yes, she is a true sub, one that has been looking for the right Master, or perhaps even the right Mistress, though that is unknown. I say that, even though she would never admit to the tendency if pressed, mainly due to the number of boyfriends she has gone through, each more overbearing and ghastly than the other. She actually reminds me of myself before i discovered I liked the other side of the fence much better."
 
Jude Batard listened to Mary as she spoke taking mental notes before he answered.

‘So Mary are you looking for a Master for Serena or a trainer so you may become her Mistress.?”

Jude did not wait for her to answer his question, for he needed at this moment a little morsel to divert his attention from the boredom of retirement.

“Yes bring her by tomorrow, you know the address, and Mary do wear something sexy, for old time’s sake.”

Jude Batard ran his fingers through his thinning ginger hair, folded his weir frame glasses slipping them into his shirt pocket. From what Mary said the dungeon should be made ready, for he doubted her friend Serena would simply strip for a stranger.

His home sate at the end of a country road, a brick Georgian house of a by gone ere. The tall man in his mid fifties was not what one would think of when the term Dom was used, by all appearances he was quite nondescript. Jude waited for Mary and her friend Serena to arrive.
 
The evening with Joel was dull to say the verry least. Serena spent half the night fighting off his advances, the other half of the night listening to him whine about not getting any. She might have even been willing to give him some but for the way he had grabbed her ass in the elevator and asked with a lear, "So when are you going to give me some gash tonight babe? Before or after the opening credits of the first flick?"

She had almost turned around right then, but a desire to see the films had led her oneward. Sitting as far from Joel as she possibly could, she stared up at the screen blindly as she wondered what Mary was up to that night. She should really be out as well, but she always seemed to stay at home, curled up with a good book. The few times she did go out, it was for the whole night and she often came home grumpy and out of sorts.

Just then Joel decided to force the issue, leaning across the car to plant his slimey lips against hers and tried to shove his tongue inside her mouth. She slammed the palms of both hands against his shoulders and as he sat back, she said in a tone of voice that would have lowered the outside temperature by a few degrees, "Tak me home right now!" When he started to deny her, she said, "Fine then, i will walk! You and I are finished Joel, dont come crawling around my place, for you arent welcome!"

As she slammed the door closed behind her and made her way to the payphone to call a cab, she wondered how and why she managed to find the loser in every crowd-the one who seemed polished and suave on the surface, but underneath, once that layer of civility was stripped away, they were the lowest of the low.

She was a little disspirited when she got home and went straight to bed. The morning came far to early, with Mary hammering on the door. Serena peered blearily at the clock. 10:00. That was inhuman on a girl who worked mostly evenings and didnt usually get up until noon. She dragged into the shower and was about to throw on rumpled jeans and a sweatshirt when Marry knocked on her door, then came bustling in. Serena's jaw almost hit the ground. A girl who usually covered up her 5'6 frame with jeans and loose shirts, Mary was wearing a low cut blouse of white tucked smartly into a short black skirt. With disbelief, Serena saw that the tops of Marys stockings were visable if she moved the wrong way. The blouse accented her generous breasts and went well with that hair...wow was all Serena could think.

"You arent going to wear that are you?" Mary looked disgusted, heading for Serena's closet, she drew out a pair of stockings, cream coloured knee length skirt and a peach blouse. "Wear this, it looks nicer than the other, we are going to the home of a gentleman friewnd of mine, we really should look nice."

Meekly, Serena put on the suggested items. Therefore, she was ready when they left at 12:30, pulling up beside a nice looking house at precicely 1:00. "Now be nice to the gentleman Serena." Was all Mary said as she drew Serena up the walk. 'Nice'? Serena thought, when am i not nice? She shook her head in some confusion as Mary led her up the walk. She looked around the porch as Mary rang the bell, trying to get the measure of the man who owned the place.
 
‘So Mary are you looking for a Master for Serena or a trainer so you may become her Mistress.?”

Mary opened her mouth to reply to this, not even sure what she was going to respond, but Jules allowed her no time to do so. He invited her for the following day and broke the connection. For some time afterward, Mary sat staring into space pondering the question he'd asked of her. Finally, without an answer, she turned her mind to preparations for the following day.

She went into the bathroom, drawing a steaming bath that frothed to the rim with bubbles and disrobing, sank into it. She soaked for about an hour, then shaved herself completely from the shoulders down. A quick shower to rinse and wash her hair, then she stepped out. She patted herself dry, then rubbed lightly scented lotion into her skin to keep it soft and supple.

Drawing on a thigh length kimono, she went back to the kitchen to pour a cup of tea. She heard the front door open then shut, and glanced up at the time. Serena was early...things must not have gone well for her on her date. Mary turned to ask her about it, offer her a cup of tea or something, but all she saw was a glimpse of a stormy face as Serena went to her room. Shrugging, Mary finished her tea and went to bed herself.

In the morning, Mary woke up at 6:00 as usual, she picked out her outfit and lay it on the bed. Wandering around the house, she kept looking at the clock, waiting impatiently for each sweep of the second hand. Finally, at 10:00 she could wait no longer and went in to wake Serena who was her usual first thing in the morning self-grouchy.

When it was time to dress for their outing, Mary finished quickly, for she knew she would have to modify Serena's attire to suit the goal of the day and she wasn't dissapointed. Serena could dress up so nicely, but for a casual visit, she was far to casual. Appropriatly attired, they were ready to leave.

"Now be nice to the gentleman Serena."

Mary shook her head at herself. Serena must think she was crazy to say something, but Mary knew what the day held in store, it was the best advice she could give Serena without giving up the plot before they got to the door. She also had something to say to Jules, having come up with the answer to the question he'd asked, but at least when she said it to him it would make more sense than 'be nice'. She admired the sway of Serena's hips as she led the way up the walk.
 
The clock in the hall was just chiming 1:00 when there was a soft knock on the door. Jules smiled if nothing else Mary had always been punctual. Slowly he opened the stately door of his home. Mary was older now yet still the wild brunette beauty he remembered, the low cut white blouse tucked smartly into a short black skirt suited her, classic yet sensual. Jules lips brushed Mary’s in a slow sensual kiss as he embraced her.

“Mary so good to see you.”

He now turned his attention to the little blond that stood by Mary’s side. Long honey blond waist length hair, sheer stockings caressed her long sensual sculptured legs, the cream colored knee length skirt accentuated the girl’s narrow waist and the curve of her derrière, and the peach blouse clung to her firm full breasts. Jules was pleased to see that she naturally kept her eyes demurely down cast.

“And you must be Serena.”

Jules took the young blonds hand in his, then he boldly leaned forward his lips brushing hers in a kiss that verged on being sensual, yet modest enough not to alarm the girl just yet.

“Ladies please come in I must apologies for leaving you on my door step.”

Jules was dressed casually in kaki slack and a light blue shirt that showed a remarkably toned and powerful body for a man his age. He served his guests tea they chatted, then Jules turned to Mary.

“Mary I asked you a question yesterday.”

He paused as he sipped his tea.

“My dear I do believe that it is time for you to answer it.”
 
Jules was just as she had remembered him was Mary's thought as flickers of lighting shot up her spine from the kiss he bestowed on her in the doorway. She briefly wondered what Serena would make of it, but it didn't matter. She fully enjoyed the kiss, leaning into it, losing herself briefly and felt a small pang at its ending. One thing she and Jules had never lacked was chemistry, it was just to bad that they had been to much alike.

“And you must be Serena.”

Mary smiled to herself as Jules kissed Serena, his kiss bold, but it could possibly be construed as a simple greeting from a slightly eccentric man. Mary just smiled serenely as Serena looked askance at her and took up Jules invitation to enter.

They sat and chatted, mostly about inane things, killing time while Serena was allowed to relax, lulled into a sense of peace and harmony when Jules asked the question Mary had both been waiting for and dreading.

“Mary I asked you a question yesterday. My dear I do believe that it is time for you to answer it.”

Mary took a sip of her tea for courage and with a glance at Serena, she began to speak,"I have watched her closely for the last three years, seeing what sort of man she has been going for and come to a few conclusions that I have already mentioned to you. I had to think very hard last night, facing myself with the brutal truth and i have decided that my reasons are two fold. One, I want to see Serena happy and believe that showing her the direction she should take would be beneficial, and two, i just want to touch the body that has been displayed for me time and again. I am not setting on this course of action to keep her for myself, if that happened it would be a definite fringe benefit but not a requirement. Most of all, i want to see her happy, a state she has not been in romantically in the entire time I have known her."

Mary deliberately refrained from looking at Serena, keeping her grey eyes firmly fixed on Jules face, though most of her attention was actually directed to the girl to see what her reaction might be.
 
Serena was surprised when the gentleman opened the door and started kissing Mary, but she took it in stride. She thought that this was perhaps a ‘very good friend’ of Mary’s and this sort of greeting would be normal between two lovers. Not that Mary had ever mentioned having a lover before, but anything was possible. Then the man said hello and kissed her. Now That was shocking. She didn’t know quite what to think, but the pressure against her lips was light, friendly almost and she accepted that this man must just greet everyone like that.

They were shown in and Serena took a seat, staring in some awe at the casual display of wealth in the room they were in. It was obvious that this man wasn’t hurting for money at least. She focused on the conversation and soon found out that this man was well mannered, well learned and she could soon see what Mary might see in him, even though he was much older than either of them. She wasn’t really listening to the conversation when Jules asked a question, but Mary’s response had her sitting up straight in her chair, unable to believe her ears.

,"I have watched her closely for the last three years, seeing what sort of man she has been going for and come to a few conclusions that I have already mentioned to you. I had to think very hard last night, facing myself with the brutal truth and i have decided that my reasons are two fold. One, I want to see Serena happy and believe that showing her the direction she should take would be beneficial, and two, i just want to touch the body that has been displayed for me time and again. I am not setting on this course of action to keep her for myself, if that happened it would be a definite fringe benefit but not a requirement. Most of all, i want to see her happy, a state she has not been in romantically in the entire time I have known her."

Serena was stunned. She didn’t fully understand what was being said, but something told her that there was something seriously wrong here and she wanted to go home. She stood up and said, “It is obvious that you are discussing me, I don’t appreciate being talked about as if I was an object. Also, I don’t really get what you are talking about, but it is making me uncomfortable and I really want to go home. Right now.” She hoped that Mary would see how distressed she was and take her home, where she could have a cup of tea in an atmosphere that didn’t seem tainted and talk to her friend and try to understand what was going on.
 
Jules watched Serena, she sipped her tea, her eyes always lowered, and he doubted that she had the spirit to be a sub. Yet when she stood their was steel in her voice, determination as she spoke.

“It is obvious that you are discussing me, I don’t appreciate being talked about as if I was an object. Also, I don’t really get what you are talking about, but it is making me uncomfortable and I really want to go home. Right now.”

That momentary flare was soon replaced by compliance as she simple stood waiting for Mary deferring to her friend. Their was a devilish glint in Jules eyes.

“Serena kindly remove your clothes.”

Jules’s voice was calm and even as if this request was the most natural thing in the world. The stunning little Blond flushed Crimson and turned on her heel only to be blocked by her friend. Jules stepped behind Serena, now trapped between them.

“Mary I think we need to give Serena a hand with her clothing.”
 
As Serena had stood up, focused on her apprehension more than what was going on around her, Mary had stood as well, the first impression given was that she was prepared to leave with Serena as she’d been requested. But then she just stood there, waiting patiently. She knew Jules, knew he could take the next step and probably even what that step would be and she was prepared.

“Serena kindly remove your clothes.”

Ahh there it was. As Mary had predicted, Serena’s first impulse was to run. She turned around and there was Mary. She smiled at her friend as if to reassure but Serena could easily see that she was blocking the way deliberately.

“Mary I think we need to give Serena a hand with her clothing.”

Mary smiled and stepped forward, closing the distance until she stood right in front of Serena who seemed to have that famous deer caught in the headlights look to her. Casually, Mary lifted a hand and grasped Serena’s chin gently in her hand, forcing her eyes to focus on her.

“You need to relax Serena. You need to understand that we have your best interests at heart, this can be very good for you, if you let it be. Work with us and things will go much better for you.”

Mary lowered her hand slowly, caressing Serena’s throat as she reached for the top button of her blouse. Serena shied away, plainly scared. Mary looked at Jules and smiled an invitation.

“I think this might take two people to accomplish, if you would lend a hand?”
 
Run, flee, hide! That was Serena's first impulse when Jules asked her to remove her clothing. Uncomfortable had turned into scary and she wanted out. Unfortunatly, when she turned, she found her traitorous friend blocking the way. Jules suggested that they needed to help her with her clothes and Serena paniced at the smiling nod she saw Mary give.

Ready to dart out the door if she could get by Mary, she was stopped as Mary stepped up to her giving her no dodging room at all.

“You need to relax Serena. You need to understand that we have your best interests at heart, this can be very good for you, if you let it be. Work with us and things will go much better for you.”

Relax? Work with them? Best interests? These people were insane! Perhaps Mary had been slipped a mind altering drug or something because she was acting totally different from the girl Serena had lived with for the past three years. Serena whimpered and flinched back as Mary undid the first button of her blouse.

“I think this might take two people to accomplish, if you would lend a hand?”

That was when Serena started to fight in earnest to get away. Her roomate was acting crazy, the man she didnt even know was making demands that were quite unseemly-the whole world had gone mad! Serena screamed, figuring that someone had to hear her and maybe they would call for help. At the same time, she wrenched backward trying to get out of the hold Mary had on her blouse, barely noticing as another five buttons flung free to patter on the floor.

She was truely chilled when Mary said, "Oh, how nice Serena, I am pleased that you have decided to help strip yourself."

Once more Serena tried to reason with her friend, "Mary, you are scaring me. Stop this and take me home, we can hae tea and scones and forget this ever happened." The look in Mary's eyes closed her mouth with a snap. She wouldn't be budged from this course of action.
 
Mary lowered her hand slowly, caressing Serena’s throat as she reached for the top button of her blouse. Serena shied away, plainly scared. Mary looked at Jules and smiled an invitation.

“I think this might take two people to accomplish, if you would lend a hand?”


Jules slowly stepped up behind the frighten girl a wicked smile creased his face as Serena lurched back from Mary, the tinkling of buttons on the hardwood floor the reward for Serena’s desperate struggle.

"Oh, how nice Serena, I am pleased that you have decided to help strip yourself."

Once more Serena tried to reason with her friend, "Mary, you are scaring me. Stop this and take me home, we can have tea and scones and forget this ever happened." The look in Mary's eyes closed her mouth with a snap. She wouldn't be budged from this course of action

Jules’s hands where on Serena’s waist, the zipper of the girl’s skirt slid down with an ominous rasp, her skirt sliding down the trapped beauty’s long tapering legs to pool around Serena’s ankles. Jules hand where now firmly of the girl’s shoulders robbing her of any opportunity for escape as he eased her prim little white blouse down her silken shoulders trapping Serena’s arms by her side till Mary could finish stripping her. His breath was hot and moist, it stirred the hairs at the back of her neck.

“Scream all you want my little dove for there is no one to hear.”

Jules would let Mary have the honor of stripping the last of Serena’s flimsy garments. Then a most wicked of smiles crossed his face.

“Mary show Serena how to properly strip Chere.”

Jules Liked the concept of Mary’s naked body pressed to her frighten friend’s and was quite sure that Mary yearned to press her naked body to Serena’s.
 
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Mary watched as Jules stepped up behind Serena, affording her no avenue of escape. She smiled as she listened to the rasp of Serena’s zipper, then watched the slow fall of her skirt, revealing the skimpy pink lace panties underneath. She knew they were thong backs without looking, for Serena didn’t own any other kinds as far as she knew.

She had a momentary qualm about what they were doing to Serena as she began screaming, but knowing that once she accepted it, she would thoroughly enjoy herself. She stepped forward to drag the undergarments down, when Jules spoke again, “Mary show Serena how to properly strip Chere.”

A wicked smile touched Mary’s lips and she stepped back. Her eyes met Jules and the memory of other times she had stripped for him passed between them. Making sure she Stayed between Serena and the door, her hands rose gracefully with no hesitation to the buttons of her blouse. She undid them one by one, carefully folding back the loosened material so that it bared a little more skin each time. She let the material rest on the curve of her breasts, playing a game of peek-a-boo until they were totally undone, then she let the blouse glide with the faintest whisper of material down to the floor. Her skirt was done up from the rear so she turned her back and undid the button and zip, letting the skirt fall where it might, leaving her ass framed by her black silk thong, garters and stockings set. A matching bra was seen peeking out from under the fall of her hair. Her hands slipped up, and the clasp came undone. Mary turned around and only then let the bra fall, setting her breasts free. She barely noticed the way her nipples were pebbled, they had been so hard for so long now, she was used to it.

Calmly, she said, “I think Serena should remove the rest don’t you?” She stepped forward and completed her own task that of removing Serena’s remaining attire. She dropped to her knees in front of Serena and dragged her panties down slowly. Warm breath wafted over her mons with each breath and Mary thought she saw Serena’s leg muscles twitch just the slightest little bit. Standing once more, she unhooked the front clasp of Serena’s bra, folding back the material. She saw at once that Serena’s nipples were hard also, but she was sure it was due to the cooler temperatures of the room and fear rather than arousal, but it didn’t matter. Mary bent her head and swept her tongue across Serena’s nipples one at a time, blowing a breath across each wet tip, just to watch them pucker even further.

“Mmmm Jules, you really must try a taste of her, she’s absolutely delectable.”
 
“Scream all you want my little dove for there is no one to hear.”

Well, that made Serena shut up, for she had little reason to scream if her cries only fell on the ears of the uncaring. As each garment dropped from her body, she would shiver with fear and shyness. It didn’t used to be a big deal to be partially, or even completely naked in front of Mary, but now the thought terrified her. She was left in her scanty undergarments and she could feel the heat of Jules body reaching hers. Mary was about to remove the rest of her things when Jules suggested a demonstration and she stood up.

Serena was grateful for the reprieve, how ever slight and she watched with morbid fascination as Mary began the show. Each successive piece of clothing brought Mary’s body to view in a way Serena had never seen before. Somehow, she seemed more seductive, more alluring and far more beautiful than ever and Serena found herself watching with curiosity. Well, curiosity died a quick death when Mary said the Serena would remove the panties and such, instantly, she began to get nervous once more.

Mary came towards her and dropped to her knees. Serena felt the soft brush of her fingers on her thighs as her panties were removed, followed by the brush of air across the bare expanse of her pubis. She quivered with the first faint feelings of pleasure, feelings that she quashed before they could blossom. It wasn’t her fault that she was sensitive there! But she had to remember that these two were molesting her, were probably going to rape her before the evening was out! She couldn’t become aroused by them! She stifled the sensations, but not before the tiniest of tremors shook her. Clenching her muscles, she held perfectly still.

Mary stood and unclasped her bra, her nipples reacted to the loosening of the cloth by hardening-it was something they always did. Serena could only hope that Mary and Jules didn’t make the mistake of thinking she was getting into this! The soft swipe of Mary’s tongue. The rush of chilly air. Serena gasped almost inaudibly as a shaft of pleasure rocked her. She had to stay focused!

Struggling to control her wayward nipples and the rest of her body that was showing faint signs of following the treacherous path, Serena forced calmness into her voice as she said, “I hope you knowe that I will be phoning the police after this. Also, that you Mary have lost a friend, and a roommate all in one shot. I hope you are happy!”
 
Mary was a most sensual creature. At times she could be the most compliant little kitten a master could desire, yet at other times she was a willful little wild cat. Theses conflicting aspects of Mary’s nature where well displayed as she stripped for them, each movement graceful, sensual, drawing the viewer into the seductiveness of her alluring supple body. The way Serena stilled her breathing quickened ever so slightly told Jules that the little blond was not immune to Mary sensual appeal as her alabaster skin blushed crimson. That was the little kitten in Mary, yet her eyes ablaze like the wild cat, the huntress, as her sinuous moved drew her every near to the trapped little blond as Mary dropped to her knees in front of Serena and dragged the young beauty’s panties slowly down, her warm breath wafted over Serena sparse golden fleece with each breath. The predatory gleam in her eyes as she unhooked the front clasp of Serena’s bra, then bending her head to sweep the tip of her little pink tongue across Serena’s nipples one at a time, blowing a breath across each wet tip, just to watch them pucker even further.

“Mmmm Jules, you really must try a taste of her, she’s absolutely delectable.”


Mary purred.

“I hope you know that I will be phoning the police after this. Also, that you Mary have lost a friend, and a roommate all in one shot. I hope you are happy!”

Serena’s voice trembled with a mixture of fear tinged with the first breathy sings of her unwanted arousal. Neither bothered to respond to Serena’s threat for their little blond play toy would not be leaving until she had learned how to serve.

Jules tongued swilled around Serena’s puffy areola, he inhaled her pucker nipple and rolled it along the ridge roof of his mouth.

“Mmmm quite delectable Mary.”

His breath washed hot and moist across the tortured little blond’s nipple, his lips brushing it tip as he spoke.

“Mary I’ll wager her lips are just as sweet.”

There was a wicked glint in Jules’s eyes as he trailed kisses down across Serena’s taunt abdomen his tongue reaching out to sensually run across the girl’s labia as his breath stirred Serena’s golden fleece.
 
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“I hope you know that I will be phoning the police after this. Also, that you Mary have lost a friend, and a roommate all in one shot. I hope you are happy!”

Mary almost laughed at that. If everything went according to plan, which she was sure it would, Serena’s words would mean nothing, for she certainly wouldn’t be calling the police, and though she might not choose to live in the same residence, the friendship would endure.

Mary watched Jules with interest, he was very, very good at this sort of thing and she could almost see Serena’s will bending as her body responded to his skillful touch. She was almost sure that Serena’s nipples weren’t just hard from fear and coolness now. Her breath was light and rapid, a subtle quiver in her body as she stood there. Oh yes, Serena was coming around nicely, or at least her body was.

“Mary I’ll wager her lips are just as sweet.”

For an instant, Mary wondered which set he was referring to, then she saw. With a smile she watched as Jules worked his way down Mary’s body. Musingly she said, “Perhaps, you will have to let me know, but while you sample those, I think I shall find out about Serena’s other parts. Stepping around Jules, she stood behind Serena and slipped her arms about Serena’s waist. She pressed her body into the other girls, her mouth finding Serena’s shoulder and planting tiny little kisses across it. Her hands moved slowly up Serena’s body until she cupped one full breast in each hand. Her fingers found the turgid nipples and gently rolled them in her fingers.

She felt Serena tremble just slightly in her hands and knew the time was right for the next step. Raising her lips to the shell like ear, she whispered encouragement, “That’s it Serena, let go, let Jules take control for he can give you unbelievable pleasure if you just let him. Spread your legs a little, make it easier for him to gain access to your pussy. Let him in Serena…” The minute shifting as Serena widened her stance was beautiful. She might not have realized it, but Serena had just taken the first step down the long road to submission.

As a reward, Mary lifted one hand and grasped Serena’s chin once more, turning her head to the side. It was a little awkward, but Mary had a slight height advantage and could reach Serena’s lips without moving from where she stood. She trailed light kisses across Serena’s cheek until she found the corner of her mouth. She teased Serena then, light little kisses on her lips, the playful flick of her tongue across Serena’s lips until they opened for her, when she deepened the kiss. Somewhere in that first kiss, she was the recipient of Serena’s first moan, a soft sound that was swallowed in the kiss. Mary’s fingers returned to Serena’s breasts.
 
Her threat seemed to have little effect on the two. Serena was filled with despair as she realized that there was little chance of extracting herself form this situation unscathed. But, she vowed that this wouldn’t go unpunished, for she intended to make the police station her first stop when she was allowed to leave. A new horrifying thought occurred to her-Mary and Jules knew that this was wrong. Perhaps they never intended to let her go at all! Maybe they were planning on killing her when they were through to hide their crimes…but no matter what her roommate was acting like now, Serena couldn’t really believe that she would do such a thing, because she was usually such a nice person.

The touch of Jules mouth on her nipple was amazing, if she hadn’t hated him so much, she might have turned into a compliant mass of need right then and there. She had reacted to Mary’s mouth, but the ingrained taboo of that had saved her. This was a man with a woman, as it should be and her subconscious was far more willing to succumb to this assault.

“Mary I’ll wager her lips are just as sweet.”

Serena stiffened, for she knew instinctively which lips he was talking about. How was she going to withstand this without reacting? She was so sensitive there…there was no way she could hold out for long. The hot kisses that trailed down her abdomen stoked the fires of her passions, ones she usually had iron control over, but her emotions were to topsy turvy to use her usual control. She bit back a whimper as Jules breath and then tongue touched her intimately.

Mary didn’t help whatsoever. For as soon as Jules started his assault, she moved behind Serena and pressed her warm flesh up against her back. Never having thought of a girl in a sexual manner before, Serena was shocked at how nice soft skin was rubbing against her own. Tiny kisses ignited like sparks against her shoulder, trhen the final approach.

“That’s it Serena, let go, let Jules take control for he can give you unbelievable pleasure if you just let him. Spread your legs a little, make it easier for him to gain access to your pussy. Let him in Serena…”

Weakened defenses urged her to agree, this seemed to be such a reasonable request, why not give in this once? She could fight again later, on something more important. Her legs shifted, opening her cleft to Jules attentions. She was rewarded by the flick of his tongue against her, and this time, it felt even better than before.

Mary grasped her chin and she turned her head, only half thinking as her attention was becoming increasingly centered on her pussy. Soft lips touched her cheek, teased her lips until she could do nothing but give in. Kissing a girl was totally different than a man, even their tongues were softer. It was delicious. She whimpered a moan into the kiss, unable to fight her growing desires anylonger. She was so turned on at this point, she could feel the slow flow of her juices seeping from her body.
 
“That’s it Serena, let go, let Jules take control for he can give you unbelievable pleasure if you just let him. Spread your legs a little, make it easier for him to gain access to your pussy. Let him in Serena…”

The delicious little blond slowly shifted her weight, her silken thighs parting allowing Jules’s tongue access to her moist aroused pussy. His tongue snaked out in a long sensual lick that cleaved deeply Serena’s rose pedal lips, to flick at her hooded clit. Each pass of Jules’s tongue more sensual, more seductive, till Serena’s clit throbbed with delight, and he caught the first dew drop of her building passion on his tongue savoring its sweetness savoring the young blond’ beauty’s surrender. As Serena’s knees grew weak Jules let her weight be taken by Mary as they eased their little beauty to the rich carpet. The innocent young blend’s breathing was ragged her thighs parted eve further. He could hear Serena ‘s little whimpers and sighs muffled by Mary’s sensually forbidden kiss.

As Jules’s mouth and tongued ravished Serena’s innocent pussy his finger crept into the passion moist depth of the quivering young girl till he found that illusive rough spot in her silken perfection, then another finger joined the first to tease and please the trapped beauty.
 
The quaking of Serena’s legs was a clear indication that she was about to fall, Mary guided her to her back on the floor without breaking the kiss. Serena seemed to be moaning almost continuously now. Finally Mary pulled back and looked at the flushed face of their pupil. With a smile, she leaned down and whispered, “Now see, isn’t that better? So much nicer than fighting and screaming.” She watched as Serena’s hips bucked against the floor as Jules inserted a finger deep inside her pussy.

She waited until Serena was writhing on the floor from the sensations emanating from her pussy, then leaned over to Jules. Lowering her voice, she suggested, “Make her beg for it…” She knew that it would make a greater impact on the girl if she was forced to ask for the relief she so desperately craved, rather than just giving her what she wanted. Serena might be giving in for the moment, but Mary knew she had a strong will and every crack they could place in her armor would be to their advantage later.
 
“Make her beg for it…”

Mary’s voice was a soft husky whisper. Jules smiled at his cunning friend for of course she was right this proud little beauty needed to be taken down a peg or two, her firry spirit not broken but curbed, bent to their will.

Jules brought Serena to the very edge of the abyss that promises her the heavenly release her young body longed for. He let her titter on the edge where the girl could all most reach it then backed off leavening Serena aching in unfulfilled need, time and again her brought her their till the blond beauty whimpered in her need.

“Serena tell me what you want my little dove”

Again Jules head dipped to her yearning pussy only to deny her again.

“Serena beg for what you want.”
 
Serena felt almost bereft as Mary pulled away from the kiss, her lips burned for more. This however, was soon forgotten as Jules took her to heights she had only dreamed of before. Previously, her boyfriends had been good for a slam bam thank you ma’am style of fuck, but for her to get pleasure from it; they usually had to go down on her. Even on the rare occasion they did that for her, she usually received only a little bubble of pleasure from the act, not like this ache that seemed to start at her toes and rush to her head. She arched her back, rocking her hips up to meet Jules tongue, tring to drive herself closer to the brink of a stupendous orgasm, one that would leave her on the floor unable to move.

She heard Mary say something, but couldn’t quite make it out over the roaring noise in her ears from the blood that throbbed in them. Jules didn’t respond to whatever had been said, but instead continued the maddening pleasure he was giving her. Just when her hips rose, every muscle in her body tightening down ready to explode, he backed off. She whimpered with frustration, her body aching with unfulfilled longing. Her hips moved restlessly, searching for that pleasure once more…she only needed a tiny bit more stimulation…

“Serena tell me what you want my little dove”

Serena gritted her teeth, determined to not answer him, to master her raging body and not give this sadistic so and so the pleasure. But then his mouth dipped again, teasing her drenched pussy and she cried out with an agony of longing. To make matters worse, she felt Mary’s hands on her nipples, flicking them very lightly, sending lightning bolts of pleasure to an already overheated system. Then as if on cue, they both stopped at the same time once more. Serena wanted to howl with frustration.

“Serena beg for what you want.”

She couldn’t stand hovering so close to the edge anymore! She moaned, tossed her head from side to side in one last effort to deny this, to take back control of her own body, then with a whimper, she gave in, “Please, make me cum, I need to cum so badly, please don’t make me wait any longer! I cant bear it anymore…I need release!” Her entire body was shaking with her need, a helpless tear for their seeming cruelty seeped from beneath her tightly closed lids.
 
The sweet little Dove moaned, tossed her head from side to side in one last effort to deny what her aroused body longed for , but her mind dreaded, then with a whimper, she gave in.

“Please, make me cum, I need to cum so badly, please don’t make me wait any longer! I can’t bear it anymore…I need release!”

“Now that was a very good girl Serena, and good girls are rewarded.”

With a diabolic ease Jules once again brought the whimpering little blond to the brink of that abyss, he held her there for several agonizing moments tittering on the edge of that which her young body not only yearned for, but demanded. Slowly he drew Serena throbbing clit into his mouth and inhaled deeply drawing a cool stream of air over the girl’s feverous taunt clit pushing her over the edge into the most decadent forbidden pleasure. Just as Serena orgasm began to subside Jules lashed her quivering pussy with his tongue, his fingers joined in the renewed assault till he had wrung several more violent orgasm from her.


Jules stood and looked down on the blond goddess her body shimmering in a fine sheen of sweat, tears of shame trickled down her flawless cheek. His eyes sought Mary’s with a inviting gleam as he laid down by Serena’s side and kissed the tears from her cheek. The little blond lay their between them .

“ See how that wasn’t so bad was it Serena?”

Jules cradled her limp spent body in his arms.

“Mary get the doors I do believe it is time to bring Serena to the training room.”

Jules carried Serena down the winding stairs to the dungeon where he and Mary would train their little Dove to serve. He sit her on her dainty feet in front of the “X” of St Andrew. Taking her delicate wrist he secured them while Mary tended to her ankles. Serena’s head was fastened in a harness so she was forced to look strait ahead.



“Mary make sure our guest is comfortable then com e her my dear so she can see what will be expected of her.”
 
“Please, make me cum, I need to cum so badly, please don’t make me wait any longer! I can’t bear it anymore…I need release!”

Mary smiled at this, relieved that Serena’s passionate nature had won. She knew that although they would win in the end, it would be a lot easier on Serena to give in now instead of later. Besides…That much pleasure should really be enjoyed fully, without regret, but that was a thing they had no control over.

As Jules began to give Serena what she’d asked for, Mary reached out and touched Serena’s nipples, toying with them, rolling them in her fingers and pinching lightly, just adding to the overwhelming pleasure the girl was experiencing. Again and again Serena was brought to orgasm, each more powerful than the last until she was barely able to move with tiny tears trickling down her cheeks.

Mary took Jules invitation, sliding around to lay her body close to Serena’s, providing soft comfort to the distressed girl. She understood how it could be-Serena was obviously experiencing remorse from her total lack of control and sometimes comfort could be found, even if it was in the arms of your tormenters. Slowly Mary stroked the skin of Serena’s abdomen until she seemed to calm.

Jules picked Serena up and Mary rose gracefully to her feet. “Mary get the doors I do believe it is time to bring Serena to the training room.” Mary smiled. She had been in that room before, it promised to be a lot of fun.

Jules deposited Serena on her feet and began securing her wrists. Mary knelt on the floor and did the same for her ankles, leaving the girl helpless and open for whatever might take their fancy. Mary then planted a kiss on Serena’s slightly opened pussy lips, her tongue lancing out to flick over her still distended clit. She tasted Serena’s sweet juices and had to go back for a second taste. It was only Jules voice that prevented her from taking even more time to enjoy this rare treat.

“Mary make sure our guest is comfortable then come here my dear so she can see what will be expected of her.”

Reluctantly, Mary pulled back and rose to her feet once more. She saw that Jules had secured Serena’s head so that she could only look straight ahead and that she didn’t look to happy about the situation. Mary leaned in close to her and brushed a kiss across her lips. Softly she said, “Don’t look so glum Serena, you cant tell me you didn’t enjoy what happened upstairs. Trust me, it only gets better.”

After seeing that Serena wasn’t in pain or overly uncomfortable, she turned and walked to Jules. She wondered what sort of show they were going to put on for Serena, but was prepared for just about anything.
 
Mind blowing pleasure. That’s the best that Serena could describe it as. As Jules praised her for doing what he’d told her, she waited with baited breath to see if he would continue to torture her, or give her what she wanted. Her moan as his mouth decended once more was one of both need and relief that he wasn’t making her wait. She came almost immediately, her body has been aroused for to long to be denied. She felt Mary’s fingers on her breasts, driving her crazy. Each touch complimented the other, giving her an orgasm that was off the scale. When she started to come down, she thought that it would be over, but it was only the beginning.

Three times Jules drove her over the edge to rapture until she couldn’t move a muscle. She lay there, her body content while her mind screamed a protest. Tears trickled from her eyelids as she moaned silently trying to understand how her body had betrayed her so.

She felt the presence of Jules and Mary at her sides and oddly was comforted by it. She felt Jules lips drying her tears, Mary’s hand stroking her tummy and in that single moment, she felt sheltered and loved. It was a little odd, but for the moment, she was to emotionally worn to do anything other than accept it.

“Mary get the doors I do believe it is time to bring Serena to the training room.”

She heard this as Jules picked her up, as though she was a feather. It took a moment to sink in. Training room?! And what precisely was this training room used for? She wasn’t sure she really wanted to find out, but it seemed she had no choice as Mary opened the door and they went downstairs.

When Serena first saw the ‘training room’ she wanted to cry. There were implements she didn’t recognize, and a few that she did. The ones that she did were scary, the ones she didn’t terrifying. Jules set her down on her feet, and before she could even consider running, he was securing her wrists so she couldn’t go anywhere.

Mary was doing the same to her ankles, placing her in a stretched out position that was faintly uncomfortable, but doable. Jules Was then fastening something around her head, she couldn’t see what it was, but when he was finished, she could move nothing other than her toes and fingers. Then Mary added to this torment by attacking her pussy again-a place that was still overly sensitive. She moaned with surprised pleasure again, but then Mary was called away. Hearing what Jules said, Serena paid close attention, for she wanted to know what the two of them thought the ultimate goal of this all was.
 
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