Sleep came, eventually. It wasn't easy. I don't think it was easy for any of us. The alarm was way too early. I was sweaty from being in the middle and wearing a heavy nightshirt. I noticed hands on my body, from both sides. It was nothing sexual per say, just my best friend on one side and my lover on the other, both sleeping towards me with a hand resting on my body. I shivered and wiggled to encourage them to wake up and move.
We groaned and Julie got out of bed first. "Either of you want first shot at the shower? We might run out of hot water with all of us here. I guess I should be a good hostess or something."
Farin yawned in response and closed her eyes and rolled onto her side towards me and wrapped her arm around me to my hip. I rolled my sleepy eyes in response. "Go ahead Jules, it's yours." I said, stifling a yawn of my own.
She looked at us, noting Farin's arm around me and rolled her own eyes. "I won't be long. Don't..." She shook her head, leaving the thought in the air and left the bedroom door open as she went to the bathroom.
Farin smiled at me and fluttered her eyes open. "Was she mad?"
I looked into her eyes and smiled. "Umm... yeah."
Farin giggled. "Maybe she's jealous."
I blushed. I kinda wanted her to be jealous... at least I thought so. "Shut up." I kissed her a good morning kiss. Just a peck, no tongue.
Farin scrunched up her nose. "Morning breath."
"Fuck you, it's your pussy on it." I laughed.
"You should get a couple of strokes out of the way while she is in there." Farin suggested. "Want me to help?"
I groaned. Of course she was referring to the five near orgasms I needed to exert upon myself before school today. "Shit!" I exclaimed.
Farin looked at me for the source of my exclamation. "What?" she whispered.
"I don't have the enema with me." I muttered. "You think Darla will be okay if I skip it today?"
Farin frowned. "Yeah, cuz she is so understanding. Well, how is she going to know anyway?"
"Good point." I smiled.
Farin reached down and put her hand on my thigh and felt over towards the joint of my legs. I rolled my eyes. She laughed. "Just trying to help."
"No." I groaned. "You are trying to drive me insane. Just don't push it okay? When I say stop, please just stop. You know I can't control it."
"Okay, I promise." Farin grinned. And she began lifting my nightie and easily found my already wet pussy.
And she began to play me like an instrument.
Her fingers moved dexterously through my outer lips and as needy as I was I felt I would burst in orgasm as soon as her middle finger delved into the sweet recesses of my inner folds. The first time her fingertip touched my clit I bucked my hips forward to maintain that delicious contact as long as possible. Then she did something that startled me and excited me all at once, she slapped my pussy.
Giggling at my reaction, she leaned in and kissed me passionately and I welcomed her tongue into my mouth as she slapped it again. I moaned into her mouth, my mind focused on the coming of the next slap that would bring me to a higher level of excitement, of need. But it was denied.
"One?" Farin smiled as she pulled away from the kiss.
I looked up at her dumbfounded, my mouth open and breathing hard. "Yeah." I replied.
"Want a break?" she smiled.
"No, but yeah, better take a breath or two." I replied through heavy breaths.
"Wait here, don't go anywhere." Farin instructed with a smile as she darted from the bed and I heard her running down the stairs. She came back a short minute or two later with a glass of ice. I was thirsty but there was no water in the glass.
"This should help." She smiled and took an ice cube and pressed it against my clit firmly. I moaned at first from the contact but soon was crawling away as the frozen water almost burned my most intimate of places with cold. It worked though, I was no longer anywhere near to an orgasm.
The downside was, when she started up again, it was a long time to heat me up. But, Farin did seem to know my body, or maybe all pussies, very well and soon had me humping her hand again. "Two"
Another few seconds of ice and it was back to the races, with some rough rubbing of my entire pussy to warm it back up quickly. She deftly maneuvered her fingers into my slit and worked my clit, no longer fighting off the edge that was there the first two times, it took a little bit of work to get me there again. And when my hips humped up at her fingers, she pulled away. "Three."
I moaned in anguish, wanting nothing more than to cum, but the ice was applied again and I almost came at the contact. Then the cooling, then cold, then freezing as my clit retreated back into its protective hood to escape the menacing ice.
"We better stop there." I said, moving to get out of bed.
"Two more." Farin said. "I guess you can do them at school if you want. I'll be happy to help."
"I won't have time. I'll get them in the shower." I replied. It was a lot quicker for me to get close with Farin doing it, I guess just the fact that it was her hand instead of my own. Surely, I knew my own body better than anyone else.
"Speaking of which..." I said as Julie walked in the room with a towel wrapping her hair and another around her chest.
"Next." Julie smiled and sniffing the air purposefully, gave me a look of disapproval.
I blushed. "I'll go." And I bounded off for the shower to get the stench of my pussy out of her room.
I locked the door to ensure my privacy and turned on the water. Sitting on the toilet seat, I spread my legs wide and worked my fingers between my lips, sliding the thick juices up and down over my clit. It quickly poked it's head out to enjoy the direct stimulation of my wet fingertips and eyes closed I was soon speeding towards a needed climax.
With a grunt of dissatisfaction, I stopped and stood to get the water running in the shower. I thought about a cold shower to cool off, but they are so uncomfortable. So, I enjoyed a nice warm shower and took particular care to clean up my ... pungent scent to be delicate.
As I rubbed Julie's shampoo into my hair, I contemplated getting my fifth near orgasm out of the way. I figured I'd better do it now. So, letting the shampoo soak into my hair, I went for it, using the pounding of the shower for assistance by spreading my legs and standing so the wonderful stream slapped against my denuded sex. It took very little manipulation from my fingers before I was humping lewdly at the falling flow of water, basically humping the air.
This completed, I washed down there again and rinsed out my hair. Wrapping two towels as Julie had, one on my head and one around my breasts, I exited the shower, wishing I had brought my toothbrush in with me to get the taste of Farin completely out of my mouth. Not that it was repulsive, just, I didn't want to start the day with pussy breath.
I went back into Julie's bedroom and it looked for a moment like I had caught the two of them in a heated discussion, and they dropped it at my entrance. You know how people look with their faces kind of red from arguing and they were so close to each other, like they were in each other's faces. Well, either that or they were making out and got caught, but I kind of doubted either of them would do that with the other.
Farin turned her frown into a smile and excused herself for her turn in the shower, slapping my ass on the way out the door. She closed the door behind her and Julie and I stood there wrapped in towels looking at each other. She gave an exasperated breath and forced a smile and then scrunched her nose as she looked at my wrists. And then I remembered as I looked down to see where she was staring. The tattoos.
"What is that?" she asked pointedly at my wrists.
I quickly pushed my hands defensively behind my back and cursed myself for forgetting to put on the gaudy jewelry I had been wearing since being marked by Darla's friend Barb. "It's..." Fuck me. What the hell lie am I going to make up now?
Julie, I guess, had enough and walked purposefully towards me. She wasn't angry, just curious. "Come on Carrie, let me see." And she reached for my wrists behind my back and suddenly we were there, right up against each other, naked but for our towels and her arms were around me as she reached for my wrists.
She laughed... a good sign for the moment, but how would she react when...?
"Carrie! What the hell did you do?" Julie nearly screamed. In the struggle she had seen the lesbian silhouettes on my shoulders and forgetting my wrists for the moment, practically manhandled me to turn my back to her. My shoulders slumped and I just let her look at them.
"Holy shit!" Julie exclaimed. "Carrie, this better not be permanent. Does your mother know?"
Biting my lip, I figured I needed to tell her something. "It's just henna, chillax." I hoped that sounded conversational and not argumentative as I said it.
"Damn Car." Julie traced the design on my right shoulder, the one I knew to be a woman with a whip beating a bound woman. "Did Farin make you do this?"
"No." I whispered. "She was against it actually." This was true of course, but might have been a better explanation than whatever lame excuse I was going to come up with. Julie then noticed my left arm with the Dyke heart and grabbed my arm and looked at my left wrist with the word SLAVE imbedded in the design of a henna bracelet. "Jesus Christ Carrie. What possessed you to do this?"
I am not going to cry... I grit my teeth and forced it back. "I don't know." I mumbled and laughed unconvincingly. "Moment of stupidity I guess."
I didn't fight her anymore as she read the LESBO on my right wrist and finally noticed the leaking pussy drawn on my right arm. "Carrie, this isn't funny." She pushed me back to the bed and sat next to me. "What is going on? I know you. You don't do this crazy stuff. Are you ... Is someone making you do this?"
Wow! Slap me upside the head with a board. Good guess Jules. I couldn't look at her. I knew she would see right through any lie I made up right now.
"God damnit Carrie. Was it Rebecca?" Julie grabbed my shoulders and forced me to face her, but I just couldn't look her in the eyes and lie.
"No." I answered. "It was just something stupid. It will be gone in another week."
"Bullshit. Someone made you do this and we are not leaving until you tell me who." Julie stated.
