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".
Once again Angela's lithe young body had betrayed her and Jordan smile of triumph seemed to show the little golden beauty's delight in that betrayal. Jordan had watched as the young dark haired beauty's long legs curled around Lawrence's body in an effort to support herself. Lawrence had mercilessly pounded into the young girl's tight little pussy. The couple delighted in Angela's moans, and gasp of unwanted pleasure. Jordan also delighted in the dark passion with which the young beauty met each of the ebony giant's thrusts. How she abandoned herself to his kiss.
"Such a pretty little Kitten. Pretty Kittens need pretty collars."
Jordan cooed as she locked a slender leather training collar around Angela's slender neck. The collar contained miniaturized shock units that would keep this spirited young beauty well within the grounds of "Rève Noir"
"Please... Why can't I go home? I don't belong here."
"You my dear girl belong to the Master and Mistress." Jordan declared with an evil little smile that bowed her moist ripe lips. "But I might let you go Pretty Kitten if you crawl over here on your hand and knees and please me with that pretty little mouth and tongue of yours girl!"
Jordan held out that meager chance of escape to Angela a hope that she might somehow escape this night mare her young life was becoming.
Jordan loved the look of loss, fear, and mistrust that she saw in the little dark haired beauty's tear shimmering eyes. The little golden beauty loved how the girl's pure clear crystalline tears trickled down Angela's flawless cheeks. She watched as the girl slowly pulled herself up, her fearful eyes darted from the towering figure of the ebony giant that had just ravished her to the imperious golden beauty that had demanded that she please her with her sweet innocent mouth and tongue. Angela's head dropped in apparent defeat as she came to Jordan on her hands and knees.
Jordan smiled wickedly as the little dark haired innocent crawled to her. The golden haired beauty was savoring her triumph when suddenly Angela halted and settled back on her heels kneeling before Jordan but not bending to her will. It seemed the girl was trying to decide what course of action to take. Jordan was having none of it. This willful young beauty would yield to her, bend to her will or suffer the consequences.
"Lawrence." Jordan cooed so seductively, "Perhaps our willful young Miss wishes to please you again?"
A knowing glance passed between the two and Lawrence slowly began to unbutton his shirt. He had taken Angela up against the wall fully clothed but now he slowly began to strip as if preparing for a much longer encounter with the caught young beauty. There was no one to save Angela from him except for Jordan and the price was for sweet young Angela to fall further from grace and the precepts of her youthful teachings by committing a most sinful and hedonistic act, to please another woman with her innocent mouth and tongue as they had used and pleased Angela herself earlier that very evening.
"Well Miss Johnson?" Jordan cooed for the trapped young beauty to choose her fate.