Olivia In Vulmonia Ch 22

As the cab rounded the corner and stopped in front of Nulmara International hotel, Olivia shifted uncomfortably in the back seat. In the kitchen of the sushi restaurant, she had not quite managed to rinse out all of the wasabi out from between her legs. She could feel some residual green past between the folds of her labia. It burned and irritated her sensitive flesh.

Her denim cutoff shorts and croptop laid rumpled across Luke's lap. Seeing as how he had no cash on him and the taxi did not accept credit cards, he had needed to come up with an unconventional way to pay for their transportation back to their hotel. Luke had asked the taxi driver in Vulmonian if he would drive them for free if Olivia remained nude the entire time. The cabbie had enthusiastically agreed.

As the taxi pulled up to the curb, Luke handed Olivia her skimpy garments. However, before she could get dressed, Luke put a hand on her forearm to stop her. "Olivia, aren't you forgetting something?"

Olivia looked at him, puzzled.

"This man just drove us back to our hotel free of charge. Don't you think he deserves a tip?"

Luke then spoke to the driver in Vulmonian. The cabbie turned around to face the back seat, grinning at the scared naked girl. He reached down, grabbed her knees and pried her legs apart. Olivia clutched her clothes to her chest, dreading what he might do next. The taxi driver then began stroking her nether lips, murmuring something in Vulmonian, which Olivia could not decipher.

The driver's finger tip made contact with Olivia's clit and she let out a surprised squeak. He smiled as he slid his middle finger into her moist sheath.

Again, he spoke in a low voice in Vulmonian and Luke replied. Then Luke turned to Olivia and said, "He wants to know if all American girls get turned on by having strangers finger their pussies. I told him that you are a very special girl ... with a very special pussy."

The driver withdrew his middle digit from Olivia. The tip of his finger stroked Olivia's Gspot as he pulled it out. Olivia let out a long exhale.

The driver reached into his pocket, pulled out a business card and handed it to Luke. Luke looked down at the name and phone number printed on the small white square. "Looks like we'll be getting more free rides for the next two days," Luke said brightly as he pocketed the card.

Olivia dressed as quickly as she could and they exited the cab. The cabbie rolled down his window and called out, "See you soon," in a thick Vulmonian accent. He then rolled his window back up and sped away.

As Olivia and Luke entered his hotel suite, Olivia could not wait to take another shower. The wasabi in her crotch was driving her insane. She was desperate to wash it out. Even if it meant having Luke "supervise" her.

"Sir, may I please take another shower?" Olivia timidly asked.

"Olivia, do you really think that's necessary? You already took a shower earlier this evening," Luke pointed out.

"But I didn't get all of the wasabi out of my ... I couldn't get it all out before we left the restaurant," Olivia explained as she looked down at the white carpet, her face turning pink.

Luke let out a heavy sigh. "Fine," he said dismissively. "If you must. Then he held out his hand to take her clothes from her. "You can get undressed here."

Olivia removed her clothing and handed it over. She stood naked in the middle of the living room awaiting his approval for her to head to the bathroom.

However, before Luke could give his permission, there was a knock at the door. "Olivia, go get that, would you?" Luke casually instructed.

Olivia cringed slightly, but obeyed without hesitation. She grabbed the door knob and braced herself to have her unclothed body viewed by whoever was on the other side. As she slowly opened the door, she should not have been surprised to see the grinning face of the bellhop.

"Good evening, Miss Williams!" he chirped. "I am here to assist in rewarding you with an orgasm," he announced. "Or to help Mr. Pounding punish you," he said a little more seriously. "But I hope it's the former."

"I'm afraid it's the latter," Luke informed the bellhop as he walked over and stood directly behind Olivia. "It turns out Miss Williams' ability to perform her oral obligations falls a little short of satisfactory," he explained solemnly as he placed his hands on Olivia's hips from behind. "Isn't that right, Olivia?" he said in a husky voice in her ear.

Olivia inhaled sharply at uninvited touch on her hips and the warm breath in her ear. "Yes, Sir," she replied.

"I'm afraid no orgasms for you. At least not tonight," Luke shook his head disapprovingly as one of his hands wandered from her hip to her pubic mound. His fingers sought out her sensitive little bud and found their target. Olivia shivered. She could not help but moan as he stroked her.

Suddenly the door across the hallway opened. A man with a thick black mustache stood at the threshold of his hotel suite. He gazed across the hall at the sight in front of him. He looked over the shoulder of the bellhop at the stark naked girl being fingered by the burly middle-aged man.

"You! You're the American girl from the news," he said in English with a slight Eastern European accent.

"Ahhh ..." was the only response Olivia could muster as Luke's fingertip swirled around the head of her little kernel.

"Weren't you convicted of public nudity?" the mustached man said narrowing his eyes.

"Uh ..." Olivia grunted.

"What on earth are you doing standing naked in the doorway of your hotel room?" he demanded to know.

"I ... I ... Ohhh ..." Olivia panted as Luke continued his ministrations.

"Haven't you gotten into enough trouble? Are you trying to get arrested again?" The man with the black mustache glared at her.

"No! I ... I ... Sir, please ..." Olivia moaned as Luke increased the pace of his stroking.

"American whore," the man across the hallway spat out. He took one last disgusted look at her before turning away and walking to the elevators.

"Sir, please ... stop!" Olivia pleaded.

"Alright, let's get you inside and into the shower," Luke relented, pulling his hands away from her hip and her engorged nub.

Before Olivia could leave the living room, Luke turned to the bellhop and said, "Why don't you watch her while she showers?"

The bellhop looked puzzled. "I'm sorry Mr. Pounding, but why do you need me to watch the young lady as she showers?"

"As you know, Olivia is not allowed to orgasm tonight. She has not yet earned that privilege. She'll have to work much harder to earn that reward." Luke shot Olivia a chastising look before continuing. "If she showers alone, she'll no doubt begin masturbating uncontrollably. I mean, you see how easily she gets aroused."

"Yes, Mr. Pounding. You are certainly right about that," the bellhop eagerly concurred. Olivia's blushed furiously as she looked down.

"So you see, she must be supervised while she showers. If she's left unattended, she'll probably end up rubbing her dirty little pussy against the shower tiles. Or humping the side of the bathtub," Luke theorized.

The bellhop could not help but laugh at the mental image of Olivia rubbing up against various surfaces in the bathroom, trying to bring herself to climax, like an dog in heat.

"And don't forget about the detachable shower head," the bellhop sniggered. "It has five different settings."

"All designed to tease and please, no doubt," Luke chuckled.

Unfortunately, Olivia did not find the imagined scenario of her relentlessly trying to pleasure herself as amusing. She crossed her arms over her chest and glowered at the two men.

"Well, I think Olivia's eager to wash her pussy. So why don't the two of you head to the bathroom," Luke suggested. "I'll start setting up for Olivia's punishment."

"Why does she want to wash her pussy?" the bellhop asked.

"Oh Olivia, the messy girl! During dinner, she ended up getting wasabi all over her cunt," Luke said vaguely.

"What?" The bellhop looked shocked. Then he turned to Olivia. "How on earth did you get wasabi all over your cunt? Doesn't that burn?"

Olivia was so angry, she could have punched someone.

"It's a long story," Luke said. "I'll tell you all about it later. But right now, Olivia really needs to clean out her twat. Why don't you escort her to the bathroom?"

"My pleasure," the bellhop enthused as he took the disgruntled nude teenager by her arm and led to through the bedroom and into bathroom.

The bell hop turned on the rain showerhead, checking to make sure the water was a comfortable temperature. "Get in, Miss Williams." He gestured with his arms in a gentlemanly manner.

Olivia got in under the warm spray. Then the bellhop grabbed the other showerhead, the detachable one that hung on the wall.

"So like I said, this has five different settings. I know you aren't allowed to cum tonight. But you do need your pussy washed out. I think this will be easiest," he reasoned, turning on the second showerhead. A strong steady stream of water was emitted. The bellhop directed the flow of water at Olivia's groin.

"OOOH!" Olivia blurted out as the liquid hit her privates. "Oh my god!"

"Feels good, doesn't it?" the bellhop smiled.

"Ah ..." Olivia sighed as she closed her eyes.

After a few moment, the bellhpop said, "Let's try this setting." He shifted the metal ring around the showerhead in a counter clockwise direction. It made a clicking sound. Suddenly the flow of water ceased to be a steady stream and instead began coming out in hard spurts.

"Oh!" Olivia gasped in surprise as the water was shot out against her crotch at a steady rhythm.

"How's that?" the bellhop lecherously inquired.

"It's ... um ... different ... uh ..."

After watching Olivia pant and squirm, he once again turned the metal ring. A thin hard stream shot out of the center of the showerhead and hit Olivia's clitoris, making her squeal. A much lighter, gentler spray came from the edges of the showerhead. This weaker flow of water tickled Olivia's pussy lips.

"How about now?" he asked. Olivia could only answer with a long low moan. The bellhop's cock twitched in his pants as he observed the busty young girl.

He once again changed the setting. The water simply became a drizzle. Not strong enough to make Olivia come, but enough to make her clit tingle due to the soft stimulation. "And how's this?" he said.

"Mmm ..."

The bellhop was strongly tempted to give Olivia an orgasm. That was a sight that he desperately wanted to see. But then he reminded himself that he had a job to do.

He moved the metal ring over another click. "And now?" Suddenly the flow of water became a forceful jet, blasting Olivia's sensitive flesh.

"Ah!" she cried. "It's too strong! Stop it!" She covered her vulva with her hands.

However, the bigger stronger bellhop managed to grab both of her small wrists in one of his large hands. He pried her fingers away from her crotch and reapplied the torrent of water.

"No!" she shouted as she struggled to get away.

Suddenly the bathroom door swung open. "What's going on in here? What's taking so long?" Olivia and the bellhop both looked up to see Luke standing in the doorway of the bathroom.

"Sorry, Mr. pounding. I just wanted to make sure the girl's pussy was clean. So I thought it would be most effective to use the shower's strongest setting," the bellhop explained.

"Are you done? It's getting late and we still need to administer Olivia's punishment."

The bellhop turned off both showerheads. "You can check for yourself," he said as he stepped aside.

"Olivia, come here," Luke commanded.

Olivia stepped out of the shower and stood on the bathmat in front of Luke.

"Put your left foot up on the edge of the bathtub," Luke ordered.

Olivia reluctantly obeyed. Luke crouched down, pinched her labia majora between his thumbs and forefingers and pulled her puffy large lips apart.

"Hm, so far so good," he observed.

Then he peeled apart her smaller inner lips. "Looks pretty clean to me." He ran a finger over her clit causing her to flinch. "No wasabi left on here."

Then he slid a finger into her vaginal canal. "How about up inside here? Looks like you got most of it out," he said sounding mildly impressed. "But just to be on the safe side, tonight, I'm still fucking your ass instead of your cunt. I can't risk getting a bit of leftover wasabi on my dick. God, could you imagine how excruciatingly painful that would be?"

Olivia's eyes narrowed in rage. Her heart beat at a frightening pace. She could feel her face get hot. Her hands were balled up into fists. Her fingernails dug into her palms. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs.

"Okay, I think we've wasted enough time here. Let's get on with your punishment." Luke rubbed his hands together as he looked down at Olivia with a cruel smile. He grabbed Olivia by her arm and the trio headed back into the living room.

As they entered the living room, Olivia's eyes widened in horror. Spread out across the coffee table in the living room were several butt plugs and dildos. They were arranged in order from smallest to largest. The most minute of the butt plugs was barely the size of Olivia's thumb.

After having been sodomized by the two custodians as well as her own lawyer, the smaller butt plugs did not really scare Olivia.

However, the dildos looked much more intimidating. The largest one was roughly the circumference of of Olivia's forearm. She shuddered, unsure of which orifice Luke planned on inserting that toy into.

"Alright, here's how this is going to work," Luke began. "Now, seeing as how your oral skills are dismally lacking, I think it would be best if tonight you got some extra practice. You know what they say, practice makes perfect."

Great, Olivia thought to herself, rolling her eyes. She was going to be forced to give a blowjob to the bellhop or Luke. Or maybe both.

But then she thought to herself optimistically, if she could get Luke off with just a blowjob, maybe she could escape tonight without him wanting to penetrate her ass.

"However," Luke continued. "I don't think it's enough just to practice. You need motivation. Real compelling motivation. And I was trying to think of what might motivate you most. What might inspire you to give more thorough, comprehensive and enthusiastic fellatio?"

Olivia did not like the direction that this was headed.

"And I thought about the terrified look you got on your face when I said that tonight I would take you anally."

Olivia gulped. She could feel her pulse quicken. Her palms were sweating profusely.

"You are going to perform oral sex on the bellhop. As you are sucking his cock, I am going to insert the smallest butt plug into your ass. I would strongly recommend that you do the best job that you can pleasuring him with your mouth. Because one minute later, if he has not yet cum, I am going to take out that small butt plug and replace it with one that is slightly larger. One minute after that, if he still has not climaxed, I will remove the second butt plug and replace it with a larger one."

Olivia could feel her stomach drop as she looked over at the table. There were only three butt plugs. She had three minutes to make the bellhop orgasm. If not, then they were probably going to move on to the dildos.

Luke picked up the smallest and the slimmest of the dildos. If it had been meant for Olivia's vagina, it would not have been so bad. But Olivia did not particularly like the idea of it going into her back door.

"If you still haven't completed a proper blowjob after three minutes, you'll have this to look forward to." Luke twisted the base of the dildo and the entire thing buzzed to life. Olivia's face went pale. Luke shot her a wicked grin.

"As you can see, the dildos just keep getting bigger and bigger. Every minute that goes by, and the bellhop doesn't cum, I put a bigger one up your ass. Got it?" He picked up the largest of the dildos and waved it in her face. Olivia held her breath as she weakly nodded.

"Great!" Then Luke turned to the bellhop. "Feel free to cum all over her face, her tits, in her mouth ... where ever you like!" He offered generously.

"Thank you, Mr. Pounding!" the bellhop enthusiastically replied as he unbuttoned and unzipped the trousers of his uniform.

"Why don't you sit on the couch," Luke suggested. "That way Olivia can be down all fours. With her bent over, I'll have easier access to that big ass of hers."

"Sounds good to me," the bellhop agreed as he took his seat.

Luke grabbed the edge of the coffee table, which was covered with sex toys, and dragged it over and off to the side. "Olivia, you can kneel down right here," Luke pointed to a spot on the carpet in front of the couch right between the bellhop's feet.

"Yes, Sir," replied Olivia with a grimace. She knelt down where she had been instructed.

"That's it. Bend right over. Onto your hands and knees. Perfect!" he said as she assumed the desired position. He grabbed his camera and took a few quick photos.

"Wait!" Olivia cried. "Why are you taking pictures?"

"I told you already, I plan on writing a book about your criminal case," he casually explained as he snapped another photo from behind. He got a perfect shot of Olivia's round voluptuous posterior. Below her ass, her pink pussy peeked out from between her soft thighs.

He then put down his camera and picked up the smallest of the butt plugs. Olivia braced herself as he made his way towards her.

"I'd highly suggest you start sucking that cock that is in front you in the face. You only have one minute with this small toy in your ass. If you haven't made him cum after sixty seconds, we're moving up to the next size."

Olivia immediately turned her head back around to face the bellhop and his exposed phallus. Taking a deep breath, she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the head. She swirled her tongue around his glands, desperately trying to think of all the different things she could do to make it more pleasurable for him. Anything to make him climax faster.

Olivia winced as she felt something cold, slimy and wet being squirted around the outside of her anus. As Luke rubbed the lubricant into her back orifice, she was slightly relieved that he was not shoving a dry toy into her rear.

Luke parted her chubby cheeks with the fingers of his left hand. Using his right hand, he slid the littlest of the butt plugs into place and then affectionately patted Olivia on her plump bottom. "Okay," he said looking at his watch. "You have one minute. Then we're moving onto the next one."

The bellhop sighed in contentment as the nude young girl, down on all fours, slurped away on his cock. Watching her head bob up and down, he languidly grinned as he enjoyed the vigorous oral pleasure.

He easily could have orgasmed right then and there. But he thought to himself, when wold he ever again get the chance to get his dick sucked by an eighteen year old American girl? He needed to enjoy this moment while it lasted. And he planned on making it last for as long as possible.

"That's one minute," Luke eventually announced. "Time for the next butt plug!"

Olivia quietly groaned in disappointment as Luke slid out the smallest plug and replaced it with one that was slightly larger. Olivia could feel the difference. She grimaced with discomfort as the second butt plug slid in past her sphincter.

She tried her best to suck harder and faster. The bellhop combed his fingers through her hair as he momentarily tried to think of something else. He did not want to unleash his load just yet.

However, Olivia increased the pace of her sucking and he could not ignore it. Feeling his balls starting to tighten, he knew it would not take long. He needed to do something to slow Olivia down.