Indecent Cravings: Part Two Read online

  “Now, there’s a good girl.” He strokes her hair again. “I think you’ll do fine here.”

  His hand grabs her buttock.

  Dammit, stop touching her!

  Lukas laughs. The goddamned asshole laughs. He knows what he’s doing to me, doesn’t he?

  Then he strolls around us one more painfully long aching time, ending up at the far wall. He takes one of the metal folding chairs, places it in front of the door, unfolds it, and sits down.

  “Ladies, it is time. Permission to move freely granted. Set up the folding table, please.”

  The three of us awkwardly relax and move over to the folding table. Kayla and I sneer at each other again as we pull out the legs. Nikki acts like she’s never seen a folding table before and keeps getting in the way.

  Kayla takes one end and I take the other and we slam it upright.

  Lukas Thorn laughs.

  “Useless Fuckhole, lie on the table please. On your back.”

  Keeping her eyes down, Nikki follows orders and lies on the table.

  “Cowgirl Whore, lick Nikki’s pussy the way you like to be licked. Acknowledge me.”

  “If it pleases you, Director.”

  Kayla moves to the end of the table and pulls Nikki forward a little. Then she dives in. I think she’s done this before.

  “Cockhound Slut, over there, don’t move.”

  “If it pleases you, Director,” I say, keeping my eyes lowered.

  The sloshing sounds are oddly intoxicating. There is pussy getting licked in this room and it excites me. Nikki squeals a couple more times. Shit, is she coming again? Girl is an orgasm machine.

  “Very good,” says Lukas. “I think Useless Fuckhole is enjoying this. Do you enjoy this, Cowgirl Whore?”

  “If it pleases you, Director,” says Kayla.

  “Good girl. Now stop. Step aside, keeping your eyes down. Cockhound Slut, your turn. Replace Cowgirl Whore.”

  “If it pleases you, Director,” I say.

  Kayla moves aside and I step forward.

  Oh God, this is it. My first taste of pussy. My heart is beating out of my chest. I hesitate as I approach Nikki’s spread crotch. I sense wet body heat radiating from it.

  “Is there a problem, Cockhound Slut?”

  “No, Director. Sorry to displease you, Director.”

  I train my eyes to Nikki’s mound. God, it is gorgeous. Glistening with full thick lips, and a strip of black hair above a squiggly little clithead.

  My fear suddenly dissolves into a dreamy pleasure zone. It’s like I’m in a bubble of sexual freedom, of happy delight that’s constant and energizing. I feel freer than I’ve ever felt as my lips move closer to the one thing I’ve never dared to taste before.

  I can smell it now. Hm, pungent. Almost there . . .

  I stick my tongue out and lick the folds. Nikki shakes.

  Gaccccck!

  Oh my God, is that what I taste like? I recoil.

  “Get back in there, Cockhound Slut! Lick again!”

  “Sorry to displease you, Director.”

  I lick again. Nikki shakes and squeals.

  Oh my God, that tastes weird. I mean, there are worse things, but this is just pungently new to me. I cough and choke a little at the sharp scent of girl juice filling my senses. How does anyone do this? I’m not sure I like this at all.

  I feel a hand on my neck.

  “Are you all right?” Lukas whispers in my ear.

  Oh, God, he’s behind me. Touching me gently.

  “Yes, I’m fine,” I say.

  “Okay, just checking in on you.” His voice is different, like he’s stopped playing the part of the Dom. It’s warm and caring as his hand lightly strokes my neck. “Are you sure you’re all right? Look me in the eyes.”

  I look up at him. All is suddenly right with the world. His sapphire eyes ignite an explosion in my soul that travels to the edges of my nerves, calming me into a serene state of drifting bliss. So kind. So understanding. Checking in on me in a caring and loving way. Stepping out of the scene like a movie director.

  “I’m sure,” I say.

  “Good.”

  In an instant, I know that everything is all right with this man. Everything is perfectly fine. I’m in good hands. Safe and protected.

  Then, as fast as those eyes turned nice, they revert back to the dominant director I know.

  “Back to your meal, Cockhound Slut!” he says, pulling my hair from the nape of my neck and shoving my mouth down onto Nikki’s mound.

  “I’m very disappointed in you, Cockhound Slut. You nearly got your sweet little ass booted out just then. But now, I need you to eat Useless Fuckhole’s pussy like she’s never had it before.

  This time I’m determined to please him. I dive in.

  Oh God, this is . . . um . . . well . . . different. Not so bad the second time around. My saliva and Nikki’s pussy juice seem to fuse, creating a combined substance that is much lighter on the palate.

  I gotta say . . . not so bad. Getting used to it now. I devour her lips, darting my tongue all along her, all the way up to the knobby cute little head of her clit. I tap it with my tongue and she quivers all over. I tap it again and she quivers again. God, I love that she is so responsive.

  I kind of lose myself, drifting off into weightless space as I lick, her juices flowing around my lips into my mouth, her hips bucking. More shakes. More squeals.

  I hear Lukas say something, but I’m so lost in a netherworld of delight that I don’t hear what he says.

  Suddenly I’m aware of a presence beside me. I jump and turn.

  It’s her! It’s the bitch Kayla!

  Fuck!

  I turn to see her face less than an inch from mine.

  “Cowgirl Whore, kiss Cockhound Slut,” I hear Lukas say.

  Oh no! I will not! I–

  Before I know it, Kayla’s tongue is in my mouth! She licks Nikki’s pussy juice off my lips and goes full bore into me.

  God, what the fuck?

  “Kiss her back, Cockhound Slut! Enjoy it!”

  Oh God, this sucks. But I do it. I’m determined to please Lukas.

  So I kiss Kayla. Her lips are soft, her teeth feel like they glisten by the soft swishes of my tongue inside her mouth.

  My anger softens and I drift.

  “Permission to move freely granted. Feel the scene. Get into it. Let yourself go!”

  I move my right hand through Kayla’s long flowing blonde hair and touch her shoulder, pulling her slightly into me.

  A surge of desire fires up deep inside me. God, am I actually enjoying this?

  Yes! says a voice from deep within me. Yes you are!

  I give in. I let go. I’m licking and kissing girls. And it’s okay. It’s super-okay. It’s fucking awesome, actually. I kiss Kayla like a lover who has known her for years. Her hand goes up to my neck, pulling her harder into me.

  “Good girls, but don’t forget poor Useless Fuckhole. She’s being ignored. Don’t you think she needs some fun? Lick that pussy while kissing each other!”

  Kayla looks at me and smiles. I put aside my hatred and kiss her again.

  Fierce this time.

  It’s amazing how much power and passion can go into a kiss with someone you hate.

  She feels it too. She can’t stand me, but here we are. We have to be intimate and we both realize it and we both love it.

  We then turn to Nikki’s muff, which has never been an inch from us this entire time.

  I dive in, munching on the now-delicious folds. When did they get so tasty? Don’t know. Don’t care. Now I love them. I want to drink Nikki juice.

  I spring up, nodding to Kayla.

  She smiles and dives in. I get a charge watching a beautiful blonde girl giving sweet wet love to the pussy of a hot black girl.

  I dive into Kayla’s neck and lick all the way up to her ear, sinking my tongue into the delectable white flesh.

  “Cockhound Slut!” says Lukas.

  Uh oh.
/>   “How may I please you, Director?” I say.

  “Cockhound Slut, why did you just lick Cowgirl Whore’s neck?”

  “I’m sorry to displease you, Director.”

  “Did I tell you to lick Cowgirl Whore’s neck?”

  “No, Director. I’m sorry to displease you, Director.”

  “I will let that slide, because you are showing an affection I like. But don’t let it happen again!”

  “If it pleases you, Director.”

  “For that, you will be punished.”

  “Move down to Cowgirl Whore’s ass.”

  Oh God, no. No, he isn’t. No, he isn’t! No! I refuse! I’m not ready for that!

  “Since you like Cowgirl Whore so much, you’re going to bite her left ass cheek.”

  Oh, whew, that I can handle. I thought he was going to make me . . . oh, never mind. I bite Kayla’s sweet round ass cheek.

  “Do you like it?”

  “If it pleases you, Director.”

  “Tell me why you like it so much. Permission to speak freely.”

  “It’s beautiful and round, Director.”

  “Very good. Now dive into Cowgirl Whore’s pussy. Useless Fuckhole, move further up the table. Cowgirl Whore, move up with her and onto your side and lift your leg to give Cockhound Slut access to your cunt. And keep licking Useless Fuckhole to orgasm.”

  “If it pleases you, Director,” Kayla and I say at the same time.

  I bend over the table, ass up in the air, to get at Kayla’s pussy. After already having eaten Nikki’s pussy, Kayla’s is refreshing. Totally different taste. Wow, how can two pussies taste so totally different? This one is pungent in a completely different way. I think about what pleases me and lick her folds. I hear her moan.

  “Good girls,” says Lukas, as he moves up behind me and strokes my hair while I lick and suck.

  Oh God, there’s that electrical energy again. Just like when he first touched my hair at Lorena’s party.

  Damn.

  I’m eating the pussy of a girl, but the touch of Lukas Thorn’s hand on my hair has more effect on me.

  His hand drifts down to my back. I forget that I’m licking as I feel his fingers trace lines down my spine to the top of my fully exposed ass.

  God, this is so weird!

  I mean, I’ve had sex before. But never have I been on display like this. Part of me is embarrassed, but another part of me loves the fact that Lukas Thorn can just look down and see my all of me fully spread.

  His fingers graze across me and tap my asshole.

  Oh!

  Then his fingers move down and lightly stroke my folds.

  Ahhhhhhhhhh!

  Orgasm on deck now.

  Goosebumps form all over me, a trembling shake awakening an inner surge. My pussy flushes with juice to help his fingers do their thing.

  Then he pulls them out and spanks my right ass cheek.

  Oh God! I giggle.

  “What’s that, Cockhound Slut?”

  “Sorry, Director. I mean sorry to displease you, Director.”

  “I don’t think you’re sorry at all.”

  He spanks my left ass cheek.

  I giggle again, as waves of pleasure zap through my body.

  Oh God, that was good. Why is that so good? Why do I like that so much?

  Oh God.

  He spanks me again, this time hard enough to get my pussy and asshole both.

  “You’re a bad girl, Cockhound Slut! A very bad girl!”

  Smack!

  I tremble again uncontrollably. Holy fucking shit, can I come from spanking? My breathing is heavy and by pulse is a thousand miles a minute as his hand lands on my ass cheek even harder.

  “You need a good spanking, you filthy dirty slut!”

  Smack!

  Mmmmmmmm . . . God, yes!

  “You’ve been so bad . . . so so bad, you naughty . . .”

  Smack!

  Mmmmnnnnnnn . . .

  “ . . . slutty . . .”

  Smack!

  Ahhhhhhhhhh . . .

  “ . . . cockhound . . .”

  Smack!

  Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh . . . .

  “ . . . slut!”

  Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

  Oh.

  God.

  Yes.

  I come.

  And . . .

  I . . .

  Uhhhhhhhh . . .

  So . . .

  Good . . .

  Come . . .

  again . . .

  Oh my fucking god, oh my fucking god, oh my fucking god.

  Did I just come from getting spanked?

  Yes, I did.

  Twice.

  Smack! Smack! Smack! He wails on my ass again.

  Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

  And I come a third time.

  Ho.

  Ly.

  Fuck.

  Ing.

  Shit.

  Yes!

  I think I love this.

  I think I love him.

  Everything stops.

  The world stops its rotation.

  Silence ensues all over.

  I open my eyes. Didn’t even know they were closed. The world re-materializes around me. I’m still face deep in Kayla’s pussy but I hadn’t noticed. It was like I got lifted off into space there for a few intense seconds.

  What the fuck? What happened?

  “Up!” says Lukas. His tone is different. Cold and disinterested. “Session is over. Report to Erica at the desk.”

  What the fuck? Really?

  Lukas briskly walks through the door and shuts it, leaving the three of us alone again. Three very horny girls still in a position that nobody ever thought they’d be in.

  We stay like that for a frozen moment, like we’re a statue. That ended way too abruptly.

  “Was that it?” says Nikki, lifting her head up to look at Kayla and me.

  Kayla and I glance at each other, unsure of what to say. Something happened. All the energy suddenly dropped out of the room and nobody seems to know how or why.

  Why did he stop? What bothered him? Something made him snap and stop. What was it? What the fuck happened?

  “Uhm, I don’t know,” I say, suddenly aware of the awkwardness of the situation.

  Without Lukas, we are directionless. We are nothing.

  The cowgirl whose neck I licked in a frenzy of passion resumes her distrustful stare. Nikki gets up off the table and folds her arms across her breasts, covering herself even though her dripping snatch is still on full display.

  We stay like that for a few awkward moments more, then Kayla says, “Well, guess we better do as he says and shower and report.”

  “Yeah,” I say.

  Nikki just nods.

  Chapter 7

  We’re back in Erica’s stupid little office, the three of us sitting facing her. The fax machine hums to life. Who still uses a fax machine, seriously?

  Erica types some things into her computer, then makes a note into a leather binder, then takes a sticky note and places it on another board.

  Is she even aware that we’re here?

  Finally, Erica turns to the clipboard. I recognize it as the same one Lukas had.

  She studies it intently, circling some items.

  God, this is ridiculous. There is so much tension in this room.

  I steal a glance at Nikki and Kayla. Nikki looks forlorn, like she’s devastated. To be honest, I want to go over and hug her. Maybe kiss her.

  Kayla, on the other hand, is fiercely angry. She meets my eyes with a new contempt. WTF? We were ferocious lovers just a short thirty minutes ago.

  I look back at Erica, a new fire starting up in my pussy.

  Goddammit, what doesn’t start a fire in my pussy? Anything? Anything at all? An eraser? A houseplant? Wallpaper?

  No, that’s unfair. Erica is gorgeous. Really fucking gorgeous. I get a flash of my entire hand in her hot wet pussy. I bet it glows like the rest of her.


  I wonder, are she and Lukas related? He seems to glow too. Well, no, just the sapphire eyes. Oh God, Lukas, what did I do? Did I fuck this up? Will I see you again?

  Erica finally smiles and folds her hands.

  “Ladies,” she says. “Great job today. You all did really well. I’m so proud of you.”

  Yeah, right. Something’s off here.

  “But one of you I’m sorry to say won’t be staying.”

  I can hear my heart beating in my eardrums.

  “Nikki, you did very well at responding to commands, but didn’t do very well with self-control. You orgasmed twenty-seven times. You’re going to need to control that better. Do you have a medical condition?”

  “Not that I’m aware of,” Nikki says.

  “You might want to see a doctor and see if something is off.”

  “Okay.” Nikki looks down again.

  Twenty-seven? That’s impossible! Nobody can do that! That’s ridiculous!

  Although, come to think of it, there were a shitload of squeals and shakes from that gorgeous little black body as I licked her. Hmmm.

  “Kayla, you did very well at bringing energy and enthusiasm to the scene, but you didn’t do very well with cooperation. You must respect your teammates.”

  “Okay,” says Kayla with a fuck-off tone as she crosses her legs and folds her arms.

  “Which brings us to Jayd. Jayd, you had problems following commands and you really didn’t do well with self-control. It is the opinion of the Director and the program that you be dismissed.”

  Kayla turns to me with a happy smile that burns right through me.

  What the fuck? Really what the fuck?

  I try to speak, but I’m in shock.

  Nikki looks at me with sad eyes. I turn to Erica, who is leaning forward with a huge smile, hands folded. “I’m sorry,” she says with an even bigger happy smile. “You may go now. I think you know where the door is. You’ve stormed out of it before.”

  “This is unfair!” I say, my inner diva awakening. “I did everything as well as they did.”

  “The Director disagrees. He doesn’t want you in the program. And don’t go running to Miss MacCall. It won’t do any good. He has the final say on applicants. So, buh-bye now.”

  “He couldn’t have! He didn’t! Let me speak to him. I want to speak to him right now!”

  “Sorry. He’s gone home for the day. Buh-bye now.”