Miss Angela Johnson continuing story.
Julia curled in the crook of Alex's arm her head resting on his chest and cooed so sweetly. "Oh she is so delightfully innocent dear". Julia giggled like a little schoolgirl as she declared. "and so sweetly delicious." The tip of Julia's little pink tongue sled across the sensual bow of her lips. Alex claimed Julia's lips in a darkly passionate kiss that lingered and deepened till Julia was breathless and gasping for breath. He turned her in his arms and pressed her face to the table where they had raped sweet little Miss Johnson, Julia full ripe lips and little button nose pressed to dark table cloth and the moist evidence of the soul shattering orgasms that they had ripped from the poor little innocent.
Julia's nostrils were filled with the sweet musky fragrance of Angela, her greedy little cunt was filled with Alex's cock as he fucked her, her face pressed to that dark seductive spot. He fucked his wife like she was a common whore. His hand raining down blows on her shapely little ass as she screamed kicked and struggled. When she came it was with the howl of a banshee, her lithe body convulsing with the intensity of her orgasm.
Once more Julia rested in the crook of her Master and husbands arms. "You know she will try to run Alex."
"Yes Vixen I know" His lips brushed hers in a slow sensual kiss. "Then she will need a guardian, a teacher, my dear." A wicked smile bowed his lips. " Shall it be Lawrence or Jordan?"
"Jordan" Julia breathed.
"Jordan" Alex softly spoke the golden beauty's name. The naked golden beauty lifted her head her, eyes lovingly meeting his, from where she knelt at his knee. "You will ensure that Miss Johnson does not leave Rève Noir."
"Yes Master." The little golden beauty bowed before Alex and pressed her soft moist lips to his foot. "You may collar if necessary Jordan". "Yes Master." Jordan smile for now the proud little Miss Johnson would be hers; the ravishing young beauty would be hers to play with till Angela learned her place her at Rève Noir.
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Like dark soulless eyes the windows of Rève Noir watched as Angela fled through the darkness, fled from the memory of the betrayal of her treacherous young body and what she had let these mad men and women do to her. She fled in blind panic down the long curving staircase and across the hard wood floor, her bare feet making a soft sensual slapping sound. The sensual sound of the bare foot beauty caught the attention of the little golden nymph she broke her rather heated and passionate kiss with Lawrence as she listened intently. The words of her Master came hauntingly to her, "You will ensure that Miss Johnson does not leave Rève Noir" panic gripped Jordan's heart.
"Lawrence I fear our sweet dove is trying to fly from our master loves care."
Jordan ran for the front door of the mansion following the sounds of the bare foot beauty, desperate to cut off her escape and to avoid her Master's wrath.
Sweet little Angela could see the front door, could almost taste her freedom when she collided with Jordan so tantalizingly close to making her escape. The two young beauties were hopelessly entangled with each other and struggling desperately when Lawrence arrived to separate them.
"Bitch" Jordan hissed at Angela as she laid there on the floor her makeshift dress beginning to unravel and revealing tantalizing glimpses of her sweet nubile charms.
"Lawrence fuck the bitch right here and now! Show her what willful girls earn." Lawrence merely said "Yes Miss Jordan." His hands entwined in the fallen angel's silken tresses and he drew her to her feet by her hair. He turned her and pressed the young girl to the wall kicking her feet apart. Angela's firm young breasts were crushed to the wall as Lawrence stepped up behind her and between her now wide spread thighs. She could feel his cock between her legs and a savage thrust as he began to roughly fuck her.
"No,no,no..." The captive beauty had cried as Lawrence drug her to her feet by her dark silken mane. He seemed not to hear her pitiful pleading as Angela sobbed, "Please... no... I... just... want... to... go... home."
Each of the lithe young beauty's words where met with a powerful thrust as his ebony cock pounded into the young girl's little white pussy. "Please... let... me... go."
Jordan was amazed as the hue ebony giant let his fully erect cock slip form the trapped young girl's hot little pussy. She watched as a little glimmer of hope shown in the innocent depths of hr wide eyes. His dark eyes met Angela's eyes. Eyes that bore into her soft eyes, eyes that smolder with a frighten lust for her. His huge hands closed around the young girl's trim little waist, his mouth crushed to hers in a soul searing kiss, as he lifted her, her back to the wall, Lawrence lowered Angela onto his cock. The young girl's own weight slowly bore her down on to the thick pole that was Lawrence's cock impaling her on his cock, opening and filling Angela like never before.
"Willful little girl's get fucked hard Miss Johnson here at Rève Noir" Jordan cooed so sweetly
The little golden beauty watched as Lawrence took the young girl there against the wall. Her long sculptured legs wrapped around his waist as he pounded into her. He wrung a series of cascading orgasms for that sweet supple young body. The little Golden beauty laughed at Angela's gasps and moans of unwanted ecstasy. When she was spent and exhausted Lawrence let her slide to the floor to lay prostrated at their feet. Her gorgeous young body was covered in a fine shine of sweat, shimmering pale silver in the moonlight that filtered through the hall windows.
"Such a pretty little Kitten" Jordan cooed. "Pretty Kittens need pretty collars." As she spoke the little golden beauty let her finger tips tease the dark haired beauty's well fucked and aroused little pussy. She smiled down into Angela's soft tear shimmering eyes as she buckled a thin black leather slave collar around Angela's slender neck and locked it into place with a definitive "CLICK".
