Candice in Suburbia Ch. 06

Mrs. Patron unzipped her jeans and stepped out of them. She wore no panties, leaving her smoothly waxed vulva conspicuously on display.

Sitting down on a nearby stool, she spread her legs indecently wide and gave my mother an imperious look.

"Ingrid, pleasure me."

There was a moment where I thought my mother might refuse. It would be degrading for her to lick her neighbor's vagina while her daughter stood there and watched the whole thing, but in the end, she walked over, dropped to her knees and placed her face in Mrs. Patron's lap.

I watched my mother's head push forward into Claire's exposed pink slit and listened to the wet sounds and moans as my mother performed an extremely intimate sex act on another woman.

I didn't have to stand by idly and watch this for very long, as Anna stripped naked while I was watching my mother. When the last of her clothing had been removed, she snapped at me and said, "Candice!"

"If Claire can order your mother to go to town on her, I can order you to go to town on me. Get to work!"

I dropped to my knees and worked my face between Anna's legs. I placed my mouth over her plump, glistening pubic lips and lavished them with attention. It was awkward, eating her pussy with my wrists bound behind my back, but I did the best I could under the circumstances.

Anna squirmed her hips provocatively and made deliciously erotic moaning sounds as I licked her pussy, working my tongue across the swollen, pink folds, occasionally thrusting my tongue into the gap between her labia and tasting the juices of her vagina.

"Aaahhh," Anna moaned and grabbed my head, pressing it firmly into her crotch. I licked her vagina furiously, and, when I found her hard, swollen clit, I took it into my mouth. Anna moaned and panted, and her hips swayed as I brought her closer to orgasm.

"Aaaaaaghhhhhhhh," Anna cried out inarticulately and pulled on my hair. She thrust her hips in my face, keeping my mouth firmly pressed against her vulva. Her clit was swollen, inflamed and peeking out of its hood. I located it easily.

"Suck on it," Anna demanded when I had her hard clit in my mouth, "Just like that!"

Anna's orgasm was intense, and her sounds of passion reverberated off the walls of the punishment room. My mistress thrust her pussy into my face and her hips bucked so hard that it was a struggle for me to keep my tongue where it belonged. If my hands were free, I would have been tightly gripping Anna's ass, however, my hands were bound behind my back.

"Oh! Oh! Oh, God! Aaahhh! Aaaahhhh! Oooohhh!"

I was so intent on pleasing Anna; I didn't even notice what else was going on in the room. Apparently, my mother had finished pleasuring Mrs. Patron and then Mrs. Patron released Sam from her leather restraints.

When I finished licking Anna's pussy, Mrs. Patron explained what was going to happen next.

"Sam has informed me that she wants to be a slave," she explained as Sam stood by her side, naked and covered in whip marks. "I think that would be a fine thing."

She put her arm around Sam's waist, pulled her close and added, "But, what would be even more fun, is if Sam were forced to have a status even lower than that. I want Sam to be a slave' slave. What do you think of that, Sam?"

Sam looked confused by the question, prompting Mrs. Patron to elaborate.

"Slaves are quite often used to satisfy the sexual needs of their mistresses, and that's beautiful. But a slave's slave would be used to satisfy the sexual needs of other slaves. And I think that could be a delicious thing to watch. Now, go to Ingrid."

Following orders, Sam walked over to my mother and got down on her hands and knees. Mrs. Patron then ordered Sam to kiss my mother's feet.

"A naked slave, serving another naked slave," Mrs. Patron said with a sultry purr in her voice. "Something about that seems even kinkier than a slave serving a free woman. It's a lower status, a kinkier status. Don't you agree?"

The question wasn't addressed to anyone in particular, though Anna signaled her agreement. Mrs. Patron pressed the tip of her foot between Sam's thighs and gently prodded Sam's exposed pubic lips.

"Don't you agree, Sam? Won't it be even kinkier, having you be a slave that's forced to be subservient to other slaves?"

Sam gasped as her genitals were prodded by my neighbor's foot. She squirmed and then whimpered something inarticulate.

"What was that?" Mrs. Patron demanded and then she shoved her foot into Sam's pubes with much greater force this time.

"Ohhh! I said, YES MISTRESS!"

"Oh, goodie! We're all on the same page then," Mrs. Patron said happily.

Then, Mrs. Patron ordered Sam to lick my mother's pussy.

"And do a good job," Mrs. Patron warned. "If your cunnilingus skills aren't up to snuff, I might whip you some more."

Sam's bare buttocks already had an impressive collection of whip marks. I doubted that even a natural masochist like Sam wanted even more than she already had. And just as I was thinking that thought my mother spread her legs wider, thrust her pelvis forward and began to make moaning and gasping sounds that signaled an impending orgasm.

My mother was uninhibited and wanton as Sam brought her to orgasm. And although it seemed shameful to watch as my mother screamed, panted and gyrated her way to a powerful orgasm, I felt a wet throbbing in my loins. Both Sam and my mother were extraordinarily beautiful women and there they were naked, with their boobs and buttocks on display, with my mother making sounds of feminine passion.

Dammit, I was getting aroused watching my mother cum. That was the sort of thing that pretty much guaranteed I'd be needing therapy later. I let that thought run through my mind but then Sam was ordered to crawl over to where I was standing, and she submissively kissed my bare feet.

"Candice may be a slave, but you're inferior to her now," Mrs. Patron said as my friend kissed my feet. "Show me how much you enjoy being submissive to her."

Sam kissed my feet with an amorous passion, as if she really and truly enjoyed it, and then she was ordered to place her mouth on my pussy.

"Ohhhhh!"

I had never expected that Sam would be skilled at cunnilingus, but when she slid her tongue across my swollen pubic lips, it was like magic. I felt a surge of sexual electricity as she lapped at my pussy and I involuntarily trembled.

"Oh, God! Ohhh, Sam!"

She worked her tongue between my plump labia and located a wealth of responsive nerve endings. She worked her tongue inside of me and I could feel a throbbing pulsing energy begin to build. My pussy had been wet even before she began, but her tongue was like magic as it explored my vagina and mapped out the location of my most sensitive spots. Before she was done, my sex was overflowing with my juices.

"Aaahhh! Aaahhh!"

Sam pushed the tip of her tongue between my swollen pubic lips as Mrs. Patron, Anna and my mother all watched and saw how I reacted. Mrs. Patron assured me that if Sam's cunnilingus skills were lacking in any way, she would be punished. I nodded my head to acknowledge I understood, but I had no complaints.

My entire body felt tingly as Sam used her mouth on me. My nipples stiffened and throbbed, and I felt both mortified and excited about everyone watching me as I gasped, spread my legs and thrust my pelvis forward like some sort of shameless slut.

"Ohhhhh!"

My hips swayed, and my friend worked her tongue deep within my moist interior. Mrs. Patron took a few steps closer and said, "It would appear that you're skilled at using your mouth to make lesbian sex slaves happy. Continue doing what you're doing to Candice and don't stop until she reaches climax."

Mrs. Patron, Anna and even my mother came in closer. They all got a better look at my naked body as I squirmed and moaned. Any pride or dignity that I might have had before was stripped away from me. I whimpered, bowed my head and averted my eyes, casting them down, gazing at Sam's mop of blonde scalp as her head bobbed and her face moved up and down the line of my sex.

I moaned as a delicious wave of heat spread across my body and wave after wave of libidinous desire surged.

It was embarrassing, but I spread my legs even further apart. Then Sam used her fingers to pry my swollen pubic lips apart and jammed her fingers inside of me. She fingered me roughly, plunging her fingers in as far as they could go while simultaneously taking my clit into her mouth and sucking on it.

"Aaahhh, Aaaahhhh, Aaaahhhh, Aaaahhhh!"

I moaned and gasped with unbridled passion while Sam went down on me. It was very humiliating, everyone watching me while I came; however, the humiliation added to my arousal. I panted as Sam simultaneously fingered my g-spot and worked my clit in her mouth. I trembled as a room full of witnesses studied my face and naked body. I strained against my handcuffs, spread my legs even wider, arching my back, putting my breasts shamelessly on display as my orgasm approached.

I felt almost unbearably vulnerable as I sensed my orgasm approaching. My knees were buckling, and my whole body was bathed in sweat as my orgasm reached the point of no return. I gasped and panted, shuddered, trembled and finally my legs gave out. I collapsed to the floor with my legs splayed wide as my pussy spasmed over and over again in orgasmic ecstasy.

Mrs. Patron stood over me like some sort of judgmental goddess as I lay there, my sex glistening with my sexual juices and my breasts heaving up and down.

My body had gone limp, and I lay there on the floor, panting and blurry-eyed as I looked up and barely managed to recognize Mrs. Patron's beautiful, authoritarian face through the post-orgasmic haze. Then I closed my eyes and basked in the afterglow of my orgasm.