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The Lesbian MILF Blackmail Gang
(Author Unknown)

Excerpt from "The Lesbian MILF Blackmail Gang"



Guy and Fawkes pushed the ball gag back between Harriet's lips.  Then they unclipped the terrible clamps from her body, dragged aside the electrical torment device, and then left her hanging limp in the frame while they went out into the hall again.  After a moment she heard the rattle of wheels approaching and then a strange object was rolled in through the door and positioned in front of her.

   It was an old iron frame double bedstead, minus legs, mounted on its bottom end on a low wooden wheeled base.  Strapped side by side to the spring mesh of the frame, so that their shoulders and thighs touched, were two naked and gagged women, both blonde and attractive and of a similar age to herself.   And like her, they had also clearly been set up to suffer? 

   They had smaller crocodile clips clamped to their nipples which were tied onto nylon cords that ran up to the top of the bed frame and then over runners to wooden handles tied to the trailing ends of the cords which dangled down the back of the frame. 

   Wooden broom handles had been wired upright to the spring mesh between their spread legs and their upper ends had been pushed into their vaginas.  The bottom rims of fat rubber dildos could be seen protruding from them.  Both the dildos and the broom handles were stained dark with their juices.  Harriet's eyes locked on to their bulging sex mouths in horrified fascination, wondering what it would feel like to have such things lodged inside her.  She realized the women in turn were staring at the clamp marks still visible on her nipples and pussy lips and the wet stains on the frame base.  Then their gaze lifted to their faces as mutual recognition dawned and they all blushed in shame.  Normal social conventions did not cover encounters like this.    

   'I'm sure you've met each other at the Fylingwood Country Club,' Guy said, 'but in case you haven't exchanged names yet, this is Joan Everard, and this is Patricia Waverley.  Ladies, this is Harriet Marshall, the latest acquisition to our MILF collection, and I think you'll agree a very fine specimen indeed and, as we can testify, an excellent screw both front and rear.'

   Fawkes said gravely, 'Like you, Mrs Marshall also has a secret she would rather not be made public.  She knows if she wants it to remain that way then she must cooperate with our little games.  All of you should now know that if any one of you individually reveals anything that happens in this house, or attempts to uncover our true identities, or discovers anything about as, then we will distribute the files on your respective secrets as widely as possible.  From now on all three of you stand or fall together, do you understand?'

   The three women nodded miserably.

   Guy spoke again, sounding bright and cheerful by contrast.  'But we don't want to think about the public disgrace you'd suffer if your secrets were revealed, do we?  We just want to have fun!  And we do hope you're all going to be good friends, because shortly you're going to be working together very intimately?'

   The women shivered.

   'We've already fucked and buggered Mrs Marshall and started the process of breaking her in.  Now she's got to learn how to give pleasure to pussies as well as cocks.'

   'We've been training Mrs Everard and Ms Waverley to obey commands without question, even if it means inflicting pain and pleasure on each other,' Fawkes explained. 'And now we want to give them another woman to practice on.  But first you can start by pleasuring them.  As you can see while they've been waiting, we've given them the opportunity to warm up, and, judging by the quantity of juices they've put out, they must be simmering nicely.  Have you ever licked out another woman before, Mrs Marshall?'

   Harriet gulped and shook her head.

   'Mrs Everard and Ms Waverley have had some experience with each other, but they've never been serviced by another woman either, so it'll be a new experience for all three of you, which of course we will be recording.'

   Guy adjusted the camera to frame Joan and Patricia.  Harriet felt her stomach knotting.

   'To ensure you all try your hardest we'll give all of you some encouragement?'

   Fawkes moved behind the upright bedframe and took hold of the dangling handles connected to Joan and Patricia's clamped nipples.  He gave them a sharp tug and the two women yelped about their gags as their nipples were stretched into fleshy elastic cones and jerked upwards, dragging their breasts painfully up with them.

   'That's what they'll get if they don't try hard enough,' Fawkes warned Harriet.  'You'll have something slightly different?'

   Guy un-strapped Harriet from the electrical frame and she sank trembling down onto her hands and knees.  From his pocket Guy took out another length of nylon chord with an odd fitting on its end.  It was a mushroom-shaped black rubber plug with a ring on the end of its short stalk, through which was mounted what looked like a double Western spur wheel on the end of a curving metal arm which was pinned to the plug ring so that it was free to pivot about.  The other end of the arm was connected to a coil spring that pulled it away from the plug.

   Guy bent down and pushed the plug up into Harriet's rectum, lubricated by the remains of the petroleum jelly and the sperm that had been deposited within her earlier.  The plug popped through her sphincter and settled into place, holding the end of the spur with its sharp spoked wheel hovering over the cleft of her vulva.  Guy uncoiled the nylon cord and stood back from Harriet and then gave the cord a jerk.  The spur wheel swung sharply up into her sex slot against the tension of the spring.   Now it was Harriet's turn to yelp and bite on her gag as it dug into her soft flesh.  Guy slackened the cord and tension of the spring pulled the spur arm back from her flesh as though re-cocking it.

   All three women looked at each other miserably through eyes brimming with fresh tears of pain.  They knew they were totally helpless to prevent what was going to happen next.

   'The sooner Mrs Everard and Ms Waverley cum, the sooner you all stop suffering,' Guy told Harriet simply.  

   Fawkes bent down and pulled the dildos out of Joan and Patricia's vaginas.  Their sex mouths remained distended and gaped in helpless invitation.  Then he took hold of their left and right legs which were touching and unstrapped them from the frame.  Harriet now saw that they were bound together at the ankles and knees.  Fawkes pulled their paired legs upward, bending and stretching their thighs until their knees were almost level with their shoulders.  Then, from where it had been hanging behind the frame, he drew forward a broad leather strap and bound it around the back of their knees, holding their bound legs doubled up tight almost touching their breasts.

   This posture opened up their groins totally, distorting the mounds of their sex mouths and exposing the puckers of their anuses.  Harriet looked up at them in horrified fascination.  A pair of pussies displayed side by side as she had never seen them before, with only the double swells of smooth taut stretched buttock flesh between them.  She could smell the musky aroma of their arousal which had been uncorked and freed by the removal of the dildos.

   Guy led Harriet forward and made her rest her hands on the base of the bedframe platform.  Then he took out her gag, allowing her to use her tongue and lips unhindered. Now her face was only centimetres from the groins of the two captive women.  She could see every fold and crease in their valleys, the pink crinkled wet tongues of their inner sex lips pouting out of their twisted clefts, the swollen nubs of their clitorises and the soft-lipped mouths of their dark vaginal tunnels.

   'You've got both their pussies side-by-side now so you can switch from one to the other of them easily and make them both cum,' Guy said.  But Harriet was still gaping at the pair of sex mouths in front of her as though hypnotised.  He gave Harriet's pussy spur a warning tug.  'Go on then?'

   Licking her lips, Harriet craned her neck and pushed her face into Joan's pussy mouth.  Tentatively she gave it a kiss and then flicked her tongue across her clitoris.  Then she moved her head sideways and did the same to Patricia's pussy. 

   Her pussy spur gave a fresh jerk as it was driven hard up against her pouting labia.

   'You can do better than that, Mrs Marshall and you know it!' Guy said severely.  'But if you won't try hard enough then Mrs Everard and Ms Waverley will suffer the consequences?'

   Fawkes pulled on the bedframe cords, dragging the two women's breasts sharply upward into unnatural trembling cones of flesh.

   Joan and Patricia shrieked about their gags, their eyes bulging in horror as they filled with tears.  As Fawkes released the tension on the cords, letting their breasts flop back down to their natural positions, both women looked down at Harriet and nodded desperately.  At least they understood this was not her fault.  They were all victims together.  Now she only had to overcome her own inhibitions?

   Whimpering, Harriet ground her face into Joan's sex mouth, nuzzling away at its sweet- scented cleft, frantically sliding her tongue up into her vagina as far as she could reach.  Then she slithered her face across the flesh bridge between the gaping pussy mouths and did the same to Patricia, rubbing her nose deep enough into her cleft so that it pressed against the hot bulb of her clitoris.  The raw scent of the two women filled her nostrils. 

   Harriet knew what she was doing was wrong, but she had no choice.  She felt Joan and Patricia trying to push their hips against her face as she tongued them and knew they had no choice either.

   It was like something out of a twisted nightmare: all three of them working to produce orgasms for the entertainment and amusement of their masked blackmailers.  It was utterly disgusting and sick, and yet she could not help getting excited.  She felt her own nipples throbbing and pulsing as heat filled her dangling breasts.

   Fear and desperation drove her on, and Harriet lapped and sucked and nuzzled into the engorged dripping love mouths that were presented so brazenly in front of her.  Sticky and wet they clung to her face, so she had to gasp for air, and that together with their overwhelming scent made her head spin.  She had never done anything like this before, or was even sure she was doing it properly.  And so she let her primitive instincts take over and tried to lavish all the passion she could on the hot dribbling flesh gashes before her, revelling in their intimate connections to the two strange women bound to the bedframe.  

   And as she laboured, a strange kind of delirious fancy filled her mind, and she began to imagine that their clipped and stretched nipples and her spur-menaced and pricked pussy were all one and the same; joined through the hands of their tormentors.  They were all three mere puppets, with their strings being pulled to compel them to perform for their masters' savage amusement.  And like puppets they had no choice but to obey?

   And then Joan and Patricia were bucking and straining against the straps that bound them to the bedframe, making it sway alarmingly, while Harriet felt her own dripping pussy mouth suddenly seeming to fill with hot liquid lust trying to make its way out.  The sex mouths in front of her clenched and sprayed their juices out across Harriet's flushed face, while Guy yanked on her anal plug cord, smacking the spur wheel up into her labia, sending a sharp jolt of pain through her pussy that tipped her over into her own orgasm of relief and shame.

   With muffled sobs the three of them came together: spectacularly and shamefully.   As the strength left Harriet limbs and she slumped across the base of the bedframe, she heard Guy and Fawkes loudly applauding their efforts.  Then she realized Joan's juices were dripping from her gaping groin onto her hair.

   She felt absurdly as though she had just passed the initiation ritual of a particularly exclusive club.