Lost In Louisiana

***Everyone in this story is over 18. The wooden contraption is an idea I borrowed from a book I read long ago. I can't remember the name but wanted to attempt to give credit to that book. Also, I kind of fucked up the point of views in the story. My intention was to get the main characters' viewpoint each and hopefully it is not too distracting. Enjoy, I know it has been a while. **

Helena walked out from under the protection of the cypress trees, her clothes slightly damp from her dip in the swamp. The water was just as warm as the Louisiana air, but the swim was calming for her regardless. She was hitchhiking her way across the bottom part of the state, trying to get back to her sister in New Orleans. Helena had been on a drug binge, so deep she could not even remember the events that got her all the way out into the country area. She was not afraid to keep hitchhiking but she did hope a woman took pity on her this time around, not some man who would passively hint at getting a blow job the whole time.

Helena approached the side of the highway. Off in the nearby distance she saw an exit loop, with a sign that indicated the exit was for highway 90.

Well, that will at least get me pointed in the right direction.

Helena approached the loop and took a few minutes to straighten out her clothes. She was wearing dark green khaki shorts with her shapely ass jutting out, a white tank top, and slung around her shoulders was her empty purse. Her top was still damp and clung to her braless breasts, her dark but small nipples slightly peeking through the fabric. Her unruly golden hair fell in waves to her shoulders, as if the hair wanted to be curly but did not quite have the energy to form. Her face was angular, birdlike, her facial expression in a permanent state of boredom. Her alabaster skin was most assuredly pink now from her time swimming in the swamp and growing pinker now as the sun beat down on her. Her brown eyes lifted toward the curve of the loop waiting for the car to pass, her thumb now outstretched.

An old 1970s Chrysler came into view, its' ugly brown shape disturbing the calm light blue sky above it. Helena spotted a dark shape in the vehicle, unable to determine yet if it was man or woman. Helena turned with the car as it came around the loop. This felt almost too easy, Helena did not let hope build that this vehicle would stop for her. As the thought crossed her mind the brakes of the Chrysler squealed, prompting Helena to approach. She wrenched the heavy door open to begin the negotiations.

Helena's eyebrows barely rose at the shock of the driver. It was a thickset black woman, her lips were generous and her braids were maroon and flowed down endlessly from her head.

"Where are you looking to go honey?" She asked, cutting right to the point. Helena liked that abd brandished a healthy smile to the woman.

"New Orleans. If you ain't going the whole way that's fine, I'll go any distance as long as I'm going towards the city." Helena said, her foot twitching with anticipation. The woman returned her smile with an even bigger one.

"Alright then, in you come. I ain't going all the way to the city, but you can come with me part way." The woman said, leaning down to move her purse out of the way. In one swift moment Helena was in the car, buckling in. The car was pristine, it looked like it could have been owned by anyone. Save for a strange ornament hanging from the mirror. It was a grouping of feathers and sticks and other items Helena could not discern.

Just to get home,

she thought to herself. She did not like to linger thinking about the gods that lived in the Louisiana swamps.

The women spent the car ride chatting. Helena learned the woman's name was Crystal and she had no husband or children. Crystal worked at a nursing home but was currently traveling to visit family when she happened upon Helena. Helena felt compelled to tell her about her drug addiction that caused her to disappear for days at a time. Helena worked some of the time as a waitress for the diner her sister worked at, when one of the other employees called out sick. Most importantly though, Helena was working toward her next high. The drugs were here god, the drugs gave her the love no man ever could, and she knew it was a matter of time before the drugs took her and didn't give her back. Crystal did not gape at this information, she did not make a passing remark that Helena should go to church, she just took it all in and listened.

"Woo! That is some story gal," Crystal said as she laughed, "How about we stop and get us a bite?" Helena shifted her gaze from Crystal to a battered sign on the side of the highway, undoubtedly under the grime and age an emblem for some sort of restaurant existed.

"I don't have any money." Helena said sinking into the comfortable seat of the Chrysler. She was hoping she would have gotten to stay the night in the car. Crystal raised in her hand in a shooing motion, using the other to steer the car towards the restaurant. The building almost looked abandoned, with an old lemon rotting in the parking lot. Helena didn't care, but since it had been a day or so since her last line, she did feel a hint of hunger.

Crystal parked and both women strode into the joint. Settling at the counter, the place was a complete ghost town as expected. Crystal ordered a plate of catfish, while Helena ordered chicken fried steak. They ate in comfortable silence, Helena's mind drifting to her memory, trying to piece together her last few days. The cook, who was also the waiter, and consequently also the busboy, shit he may have also been the owner, walked over with two shot glasses. They were filled to the brim with an orange liquid, a powder drifting inside. Helena perked up at the possibility of the sweet burn of alcohol, but her cautious side reeled her back in a little. Crystal let out a small shriek of pleasure, clasping her hands together.

Crystal immediately reached for the shot and downed it. Helena looked at the care worker just then, really taking her in. Crystal had large breasts confined under a simple t-shirt. Her belly hung over waist somewhat, her body also filled out in the ass area. Her ass was the biggest Helena had ever seen, and she was not envious in any way. She wondered if Crystal had a hard time finding pants that fit, she saw that Crystal's pants rolled up at the ankles. Crystal looked at Helena expectantly.

"What is it?" She asked.

"Nectar of the gods." The employee said laughing as he downed his own shot. Helena's addiction made her snap towards the shot glass, her hand reaching out to clutch it. She glanced between these two people, convincing herself that there was no downside to this. Crystal was nice enough, and Helena was infatuated with being under the influence. She downed the shot. There was no slow burn of normal alcohol instead it was pungent and thick as it went down. Helena's vision flickered as she waited for the slight lift of the drink. It didn't come, but the top of the counter rushed up to her face. The last sensation Helena felt was Crystal's hand coming up to rest on her back.

An undeterminable amount of time later...

Helena awoke in a fit of coughing, her eyes straining to open. Her hands were tied above her, she shook her feet discovering they were tied too. She was spread out completely in the small room that seemed to be a shed or a garage. When she attempted to scream she found a cloth shoved in her mouth, stifling most of the sound she tried to make. As she continued to scan, she saw all of her clothes had been removed. She had to strain to see the tuft of hair on her mound, her ass warm against the wood object she was tied to. Helena could not exactly tell what the contraption was but it was as if she was wrapped around it. It wasn't painful however it did not allow for much movement. Helena's heart pounded away in fear of not knowing what was going to happen next.

A breeze of muggy air drifted over her which would have been relaxing if not for her predicament.

"Look who's returned from the land of the gods." A dark sultry voice purred out. Crystal approached her, this time she looked less friendly and almost menacing. Her lips upturned in a devious grin. Crystal was completely naked, her braids swinging around her as she walked. She dropped to crouch above Helena, her crotch almost touching Helena's. Crystal leaned down to her face removing the cloth from her mouth.

"Let me go." Helena asked, shocked at her calm voice as her limbs continued to fidget in the restraints.

"Go where? You were already lost girl." Crystal whispered, reaching out to pet Helena's face. Crystal looked downright hungry.

"You look for all you're missing in those drugs, girl, I am going to show you something worth dying for tonight." As she spoke, Helena heard chimes blow as the wind picked up in the shack. Crystal leaned down, grabbing Helena's chin. Crystal's tongue brushed against her mouth, so overwhelming that Helena opened her mouth at the shock. Crystal's tongue made slow sweeps back in forth in her mouth, some sort of substance dissipating between both of their tongues. Helena was shocked how good her hot and wet mouth felt. She had never necked with a woman before.

Crystal noted that Helena was not resisting and moved her hands down to Helena's breasts, massaging them slowly. Helena's vision began reeling, the room grew larger then only seconds later shrinking smaller. She could hardly focus on everything, even the sensations from Crystal feeling up her body. Crystal leaned back her cunt coming to rest onto Helena's her hands came down to her hips, holding Helena in place, her limbs going slack in the restraints.

"We're going to take our time with this one, aren't we?" Crystal seemingly asked out loud to no one. Helena's unstable vision trailed over her naked body. Her fat breasts hung down, her stomach protruding. Helena didn't feel disgusted by her at all, and even less so when Crystal began grinding into her pussy. Helena's cunt responded as her pussy puffed from the stimulation. A deep heat began to grow in Helena's stomach. Then in the corner of Helena's vision she saw a wall smattered with holes. A cock seemed to poke out from one, a set of eyes in another area. Suddenly she snapped back to Crystal though, as she felt a digit probe her pussy.

"Your body will just take anything won't it?" Crystal asked mockingly. Helena's eyes rolled back as she took the finger stroking slowly inside her. Crystal stretching her with a second and third finger. The strokes in a come-hither motion, while indescribable images floated through Helena's vision. Helena's moans came out in uncontrollable, long, gasps. Helena heard the strange man in the wall moan along with her, his sounds like short chuffs. She lurched back to attention, though, as she noticed Crystal change movements. Her fingers wrenching out of Helena, she leaned over to the man in the wall, rubbing his cock along with him adding Helena's wetness.

This is fucking sick.

Helena thought to herself, but her own voice was so far away even in her own mind.

Helena's left cheek burned suddenly, and Crystal was back to clutching her face, the same hand that had just been on the man's cock. "Don't disrespect us now, I've been petting on you so nice like for good behavior. But maybe you like a little

hurt

?" Crystal's words came out sharp this time. Helena shook her head no, the fear as strong as the lust now within her. Crystal slapped her on the other side of the face, to drive home her warning, and simply because she wanted to. Crystal's head dipped between Helena's legs.

"Good girl, I'm going to make your cunt weep for me now." Helena homed in on the woman, Crystal's dark braids falling onto her milky thighs. Crystal looked right at her as her dark pink tongue met Helena's bundle of nerves. Crystal immediately flicked her tongue as fast as she could. She then moved down Helena's pussy licking every inch as she trailed. Her tongue came down to Helena's opening, widening somehow, and as she slowly lapped at Helena her pussy being spread. Helena's body strained in her tied-up state, the wooden contraption beneath her creaking like an old floor. It was all too much; Helena's orgasm was building steadily. It must have been rising for the man in the wall too as his own cries came faster in the air, but Crystal held up her hand shaking it left to right. He seemed to have stopped stroking himself, but slowly humped the edges of the hole his cock was in. Helena could only submit to Crystal's stinging wet assault, and she wanted to cum so badly. This wasn't a quick fuck in some guy's bathroom for a line, this was ugly and animalistic.

Crystal returned to Helena's face, her crotch returning to hump Helena's swollen pussy. "Open up and taste yourself." Helena was delirious but she attempted to open her mouth, not knowing if she really did so until she felt Crystal spit into it. Crystal then moved on from her mouth to her nipples. Squeezing her tits and putting Helena's nipple into her mouth. Helena shuddered as Crystal's mouth sucked hard on her body. Crystal's tongue going in circular motions, switching back and forth between each breast.

Crytal's mouth let go of her tits with a loud smacking sound, leaning back to look at her affect on Helena. Helena breathed heavily, nothing going through her mind as she anticipated what was going to happen next. She then felt a thick nub pushing into her center. It pulsed in and out of her entrance, seemingly teasing her. When Helena strained to glance down at where her and Crystal's waists met, she no longer saw a pussy, but a cock. It was thick, straining with veins, the head was a deep purple color. Helena could do nothing as Crystal was pushing into her. Even just the tip of the cock was wide enough to make it feel like her pussy was stretched out. Crystal then shifted her waist forward more, burying her cock in further. Helena's pussy struggled to produce enough wetness to accommodate her. She grunted with each slow thrust from Crystal. Crystal fucked her like that for a few minutes, slight sucking sounds coming from the pair as her cock entered and exited. Crystal snapped at the man in the wall and he returned to humping the edges of the hole. It was so fast Helena thought the wall was about to come down at his force. Eventually he let out a dramatically long screech, his thrusts against the wall slowing but still hard in force.

Crystal's hand was out as the man's cum flowed onto her hand. She brought it down to her own cock coating herself and wiping the excess along Helena's cunt. Helena was disgusted at the entrance of the strange man's fluids, but Crystal cooed as his cum allowed her to begin pushing deeper into Helena. Helena felt like she was being split in half, she felt herself scream but the sound did not quite register in her ears. Finally, Crystal came to rest balls deep within Helena, and it felt as if Crystal was poking into her stomach.

Crystal's thick hips then retreated all the way, leaving Helena hot and empty. Then her ebony cock pushed all the way back in, her stomach moving along with the movement. Crystal's hand moved to Helena's clit, her thumb rubbing her clit as she began to speak: "Now this part is for me girl. You're my slut now, your addiction is now my cock and all my desires." Helena's hair stood on end listening to this filthy woman's mouth. Her orgasm was so close, the entire encounter had made Helena's lust a wave that was taking years to crash. Helena watched as Crystal's dark cock protruded from her pink pussy.

Crystal picked up the speed as she fucked Helena. Crystal and Helena each wailed as Crystal allowed their orgasms to build further. Helena was so full of her cock as it pounded her over and over, searching for more room that Helena's pussy didn't have. Crystal's thumb had sped up on her clit furiously rubbing up and down before switching to a circular motion and then back again.

"Cum girl, then I will give you the nectar of the gods.' Crystal said.

Without warning Helena's orgasm came screaming through her. Her tight pussy clamping onto Crystal's cock, seizing along the length of it. Her body seized in the restraints, her feet and legs flexing from the strength of the orgasm. Crystal unloaded into her with one hard thrust, her hot cum spreading into the depths of Helena. She felt Crystal's cum slowly pouring into her as Crystal lingered within her pussy, pushing in every drop of cum. Exhaustion waved through Helena and she begin to fade back to black. Crystal pulled out of her moving to stand in front of Helena's face. No longer seeing, Helena felt Crystal's cock and opened her mouth obediently her tongue lazily flipping out to lap up the mess. Then she was lost to the world.