Back in the lounge, Juliet sat on the sofa and pulled Peppa down so that she was lying face down over her lap. She stroked the upraised bottom, pushing the thighs apart to run her finger lightly along the smooth, freshly shaved pussy lips and she smiled at the way Peppa's body trembled with every touch.
Without warning she swatted the back of Peppa's thigh, eliciting a muffled squeal. She watched, enthralled, as a red handprint appeared on the white flesh. Shifting her aim, she made an identical imprint on the other thigh. Juliet was overjoyed with the result, and she carefully and slowly slapped her way up both legs and over Peppa's bottom, giving the virgin skin a rosy glow. She completely ignored the garbled protests and pathetic squirming coming from her victim.
She stopped the spanking, and with her right hand massaging the burning globes, Juliet scored the fingernails of her left hand from Peppa's neck down her back to her waist. This caused the girl to stiffen and arch her back as she emitted a guttural moan before slumping forward once again.
Juliet ran her fingertips over the four long parallel red scratches, loving the power she held over the girl. She drew her finger between Peppa's swollen pussy lips, and was amazed at how wet they were, she wiped her sticky hand on the red bottom and teased "You really love this, don't you? God, you're such a slut."
Peppa's arse was smarting, but she felt a small thrill pulse through her on hearing the insult and she told herself that this was wrong: she shouldn't enjoy any of this. Then she tensed when she felt hands parting her buttocks and gasped as she felt something pressing against her bottom and begin to slowly ease inside. It wasn't large, but she had never had anything in her behind before and she felt the beginnings of panic. Then something slid into her pussy and she realized Juliet had her thumb in her arse, while her fingers fucked her cunt.
The digits began sliding in and out and a wet slurping sound was clearly audible. Peppa couldn't prevent her hips from moving in response and felt ashamed of her reaction. She hated it but she loved it at the same time.
A part of her knew she should be repulsed by what was being forced upon her, yet...she could feel her arousal building. Even the thumb in her arse felt good and each time Juliette's hand brushed over her clit she juddered and tried to move her crotch in an attempt to make more contact. She couldn't believe she was responding this way, and while not believing she could feel as she did, the orgasm she felt approaching was undeniable!
Peppa's fists clenched inside the mittens, and she tugged uselessly against the clips locking her hands to her collar. She had to be free or cum, or maybe even both and she tried to push her crotch back against the hand in her pussy, but then to her dismay the fingers were withdrawn. She suddenly felt empty and hollow, and screamed into her gag in her frustration. This hurt worse than being spanked!
Tears of humiliation ran down her cheeks as Juliet lifted her from her lap and sternly ordered her to stand against the wall. With her ankles chained together she followed instructions, she was made to squat slightly with her thighs parted, thus exposing her most private parts so that Juliet could insert the vibrators; one in her pussy, and the other in her arse. Her body tensed as the vibrator was pushed into her bottom but the pain wasn't really all that bad. The batteries had been renewed, and the vibrators hummed into life as Juliette flicked the switches to turn them on. Once she had wiggled the two intruders satisfactorily into place, Juliette refastened Peppa's crotch strap tight, holding them securely inside of her.
"Now you just stand there like a good little pet, I have things to do," Juliet said as she hooked the leash onto a coat hook. She slipped an elasticized blindfold over Peppa's head plunging her into darkness, and pushed her against the wall until her nose was touching.
"I want you to stay just like that. If you move from this spot I'll take the whip to you."
The threat was enough to have Peppa pushing her face firmly against the wall. She didn't know whether Juliet would really whip her, but she wasn't going to risk finding out. She was determined to keep her position but the vibrators were humming away deep inside her, and after just a few minutes she was writhing unashamedly trying to combat the ever-nearing orgasm. She so wanted to cum, but she didn't want to cum in front of Juliet. That would be just too humiliating!
She tried but it was so hard to fight it, and with the assault on both her arse and her pussy, her resistance was crumbling by the second. She tried squeezing her legs together but that only made the feeling more intense, and she knew she was almost there. Her face and chest pressed against the wall, her legs weakened, and she slumped. When her hard nipples scraped on the rough wall it hit her full force. She felt the muscles of her pussy and arse contract around the vibrators, causing her to jerk spasmodically. She struggled to suck air in through her nose and slid lower, pressing her nipples harder against the wall. Wanting the pain, even though she was blindfolded she screwed her eyes closed and literally saw stars as she experienced the most intense orgasm of her life.
Five minutes later, an exhausted and completely subdued Peppa sagged against the wall. She would've collapsed to the floor but for the short leash, so she squatted until her legs grew too tired and her thighs ached and she was forced back to her feet. That was when she cried, she cried in self-pity, she cried because of the hurt and the humiliation and she cried because she was so weak.
Against her natural instincts she had set out to gain some sort of revenge, but had instead allowed her trusting and submissive nature to overrule her common sense. Now she didn't know how or when she might get out of this situation, and worse, what Juliet might do to her before she did escape. So she waited blind and mute, the vibrators still working tirelessly inside her, but she was now so tired, and her pussy felt so sensitive, there was no pleasure to be had, it was just uncomfortable.
Juliet leaned against the door jamb, a half smile playing on her lips as she watched Peppa struggle to keep her position. She had returned and silently watched the girl writhe as she orgasmed, it was a beautiful sight and she slowly and gently stroked her pussy as Peppa came, she let her be for a few more minutes and then unhooking the leash she pulled Peppa to the centre of the room for more fun and games. She couldn't stifle a giggle as she watched her captive squirm, and she amused herself tormenting her prisoner with a pinch here, a prod there, or a squeeze of a defenseless breast.
Blindfolded, Peppa never knew when or where the next indignity would come from, she jumped when the back of her thigh was slapped and shuddered when fingers ran along and between her pussy lips. She was led in a circle by her nipples, cruel fingers pinching and twisting. She grew more and more angry and frustrated with her inability to defend herself. Eventually she could take no more and screamed into the gag. She stamped her feet as fast and as hard as the hobble would allow.
Laughing at the girl's antics, Juliet took pity and removed the blindfold. Then she pulled the gag from Peppa's mouth, releasing a large amount of drool that spilled onto her small breasts.
"Ow or ese m ory." Peppa tried to speak, but her jaws wouldn't work. With saliva running down her chin, she worked her mouth up and down, wincing with the pain and tried again.
"No more please! I'm sorry, I promise to be good," she managed to say in a slurred voice.
Juliet took hold of the leash and pulled Peppa down to her knees while she sat on the sofa. She jerked the leash to make Peppa look at her.
"We have another day together to do just what we want, to really enjoy ourselves. If you behave yourself and do everything I tell you we'll have fun. If not, you'll be hurt. It's all the same to me, so you decide."
Peppa knew when she was beaten. Juliet could do whatever she wanted and there was nothing she could do to stop her. It was early afternoon, Saturday; nobody was expecting to see her until Monday morning. Juliet could keep her a prisoner for another day and a half; her only choice was to go along with whatever she said in the hope she would go easy on her.
When she spoke her voice was one of pleading, hope, and sadness. "I'll behave, I promise I will, please don't hurt me."
Juliet stroked the side of Peppa's face and smiled. "Of course I won't hurt you, not much anyway. I just want to have some fun." She brushed some sweat-soaked hair away from Peppa's eyes, and continued. "Now, last night you couldn't resist eating my pussy. We both know you're a dyke, so I'm going to be extra nice to you. I'm going to let you eat me now, and then again and again until I can't take anymore, and then we'll think of something else for you to do." She placed her foot on the center of Peppa's chest and pushed. With a surprised squeak, the girl fell onto her back.
Languidly, Juliet unfolded from the sofa and knelt astride Peppa's head. With a superior smirk, she raised her skirt and using two fingers parted the lips of her pussy.
Looking up into the naked crotch of her tormentor, Peppa was transfixed by the glistening folds. She felt her pulse quicken and her breathing become shallow as Juliet slowly lowered herself onto her mouth. She didn't know if she could do this, even though she had no qualms about it the previous night. But she was drunk then, she reminded herself. This was a different situation entirely, and she was about to plead when something touched her lips and she subconsciously strained her neck upwards to meet the wet flesh. Juliet's crotch settled on her face and Peppa met her with open mouth, and as if on its own accord, her tongue plunged deep inside the gaping cunt.
She was not experienced in sexual matters, and her only contact with another woman was the previous night, so she did what she thought she herself would like. She licked and caressed the delicate flesh with her tongue, using the tip to swirl around and over the woman's clit, and when Juliet pushed down she sucked the small bud between her lips flicking it firmly. It all seemed to come naturally, and Peppa soon found herself thinking less of what she should do and how to do it, instead she just enjoyed the pleasure she was giving to the woman dominating her. And the more Juliet enjoyed, the more aroused Peppa became.
'Fuck but this girl is good,' Juliet thought, she lifted herself slightly from the tongue that was rapidly bringing her to orgasm. She wanted to draw this out, make it last. She leaned forward to move her pussy over the busy mouth and found her hands resting on Peppa's hips. She looked at the newly shaven pussy between the spread thighs and on impulse placed her palm over the glistening lips and eased one, and then two fingers inside. Peppa's hips pushed up against the hand and her tongue delved deeper in Juliet's pussy.
'The little lesbian slut loves it,' Juliet thought, 'let's see just how far she'll go?'
Using both hands she spread the girl's labia wide and plunged her fingers deep. She added a third and then a forth finger, pushing hard and fast into the dripping hole, her wet hand sliding over the sensitive clit. Peppa began writhing hard beneath her and pushed her face into the other woman's crotch. Juliet felt near to orgasm again and she could tell Peppa was also close to her own climax. Determined to show her who was in control, she withdrew her hand and laid one hard slap square on Peppa's pussy. The girl yelped into the smothering cunt and bucked so hard Juliet was almost thrown off her perch. One more slap and then she turned her attention to the nipples. They stood out long and hard and so inviting to be played with. She gripped each one between thumb and forefinger, squeezing, pulling, and twisting.
Peppa yelled as much as the pussy crushing her face would allow. She was oh so close and then the pain started. Her crotch, then her nipples, was punished. She thought she couldn't bare it, but then the pain connected to that spot deep inside and each pinch, each slap, was like an electric shock centered on her pussy. She spread her legs as much as the hobble would allow, inviting the abuse, wanting it, needing it, cumming with it.
Juliet was amazed. The more she mistreated the slut the more she enjoyed it. She slapped, she pinched, and she scratched and Peppa grew more and more animated and she sucked and licked on Juliet's pussy with increased vigor. There was no way now that she could deny herself, and applying two hard smacks to each of Peppa's breasts she leaned back covering the girls face with her arse. She ground her hips down hard as Peppa's mouth attached itself to her pussy. Her tongue delving as deep as it would go, determined to bring her boss to orgasm. She seemed to ignore the fact that she could no longer draw breath.
