Just at that moment, though, Jessica called everyone back to the living room. Soon all the ladies were gathered around Adriana, who was still bound hand and foot with her legs wide apart, gagged, with nipple clamps hanging from her tits.
Ana could not begin to fathom why she had been singled out for this kind of treatment. In fact, from the moment she'd arrived at Jackie London's house -- had it really just been hours ago? -- it was like she had walked through a door into another universe.
Jessica, for her part, had been strongly taken with Ana at first glance. She had a thing for black girls and, given the woeful lack of diversity in their small town, Ana was a rare and exotic specimen. Singling Ana out to be tied and displayed was Jessica's somewhat strange way of showing her esteem. She intended to whip Ana up into a fine frenzy before finally making her come like she'd never come before.
Addressing the group, Jessica said, "I've decided that it's silly for us to deny ourselves the pleasure of enjoying Adriana here any longer. So what we're going to do is pass her around like a party favor. Each of you will get to do as you please with her for 15 minutes.
"To be clear, she still doesn't get to come till I say so. Now, I have eight numbers in this hat, so everybody pick one."
They did, and number 1 went to Marie, who did a little dance at her good fortune. Then she slid underneath Adriana, gently removed the clamp from one nipple, and fastened her mouth on instead. Ana's body stiffened; she had been confined there in a state of major arousal for a good long time, and this little taste of pleasure went right to her head. Marie unclipped the other nipple and let the clamps fall to the floor, running her fingers across Ana's red, swollen nubs. She lavished lots of attention from her mouth and tongue on Ana's soft brown tits, bringing the already excited girl to a state of tingling fever.
Marie kissed and licked her way slowly down Ana's body, spending a long time on the belly button. She found the taste of Ana's flesh intoxicating; although she had serviced many women at her mistress's behest, few were this exquisite. Gradually Marie continued down to Ana's hips and thighs; she could smell Ana's wetness now, and wanted to torture her right to the brink, make her drip all over. Marie covered Ana's inner thighs with little kisses and bites, staring right into her glistening, dark brown, slightly parted pussy lips. She planted two big kisses on either side of Ana's slit and had just reached the point where she couldn't resist diving in for another second... when the timer Jessica had set went off. Marie's time was up.
Next up was Kat, who was a little put out over all the attention Ana was receiving. She had a few things in mind, but first of all she wanted Ana blindfolded, so Marie brought out a sleeping mask which Kat fastened on her fellow cheerleader's head. Then Kat reached down to feel how wet Ana was. "Oh, God, it's like a river down there," she said to no one in particular. She moistened each of her fingers and then slipped off Ana's gag, making her clean all of her own juice off Kat's hand. "That's a good girl," said Kat, loving this feeling of power over the usually imperious Adriana.
"I don't know," said Kat, "I kind of feel like she should have to make each of us come before she gets to come herself." There were murmurs of assent in the room, and Kat untied Ana's arms and legs, then cuffed her hands behind her back and pushed her to her knees. After adding a collar and leash to the ensemble, Kat looked around: where to start? Her eyes lit on Betty Ann Collins, and so Kat led Ana by the leash over to where Betty was sitting. Betty spread her legs to give Ana access; Kat noticed for the first time that her pubic hair was exactly the same shade of red as Kelly's.
Betty and Kat made Ana work hard; Kat occasionally pulled Ana's head away from the older woman's pussy with the leash, and Betty kept wriggling around to make it hard for Ana to find her clit. Almost the whole 15 minutes had passed before Betty shuddered visibly and held Ana's head tight to her crotch as an orgasm ripped through her.
The number 3 had gone to Samantha, so Kat found herself handing Ana's leash over to her mother. Man, she thought, have things changed. She didn't feel ashamed, exactly, but she couldn't quite meet Samantha's gaze as she passed the leash.
Samantha led Ana over to Jessica and pressed her face between the blonde's thighs. Jessica again made things difficult for Ana, who was fairly new at licking pussy anyway and didn't have the use of her hands. Meanwhile Samantha kept distracting Ana by running one foot up her thighs and sliding a toe across her slit. "Work harder, girl," ordered Jessica, who had total self-control; she waited for the timer to ring before letting herself come.
Janice's turn was next, and she figured the poor girl's tongue must be tired by now. She uncuffed Ana and stretched her out on the floor, outfitting her with both a strap-on and a face dildo. Janice availed herself of the face and invited Marie to use the strap-on, bending down to watch the shaft slide in and out and occasionally stretching out her tongue to lick Marie's clit.
"Move your hips, slut," Janice coached. "Fuck her harder, you little tramp." In this way Marie came fairly quickly and climbed off, and Janice took the wet strap-on into her mouth as Ana continued to face-fuck her. When Janice came she shrieked "Oh yessssssss!" and sat down hard on Ana's face, pounding the unfortunate girl's head against the floor. Afterward Janice still had a few minutes left, which she spent fingering Ana and gently brushing her clit, bringing her repeatedly to the brink while admonishing her not to dare think of coming.
Number 5 was Ella, who felt like a change of scenery. She led Ana on hands and knees out to poolside, where she tied the leash off on a table leg. Ella then spent some time arranging the exact tableau that she most wanted to see.
