White Slave Part 3

I’M NOT THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR. I HAVE BEEN WAITING MONTHS, YEARS FOR A NEW STORY – SO I WROTE THIS MYSELF! I WISH I WAS KYLIE …

A surging supernova of brilliant white light burned into her eyes, igniting her senses, as Kylie woke from dream.

In the darkest cesspit of her mind, she recalled vague visions of her torture at the hands of dispassionate, sticky dark men who plied her body with drugs and lanced her tortured clitoris with needles that poured with wicked venom.

A nightmare. A dream.

Opening her blue eyes, squinting in the dazzling light, Kylie reeled in shock – she still lay in the half-remembered vast white chamber, it roof open to the sky and its centre dominated by the giant pool. An opera of orgasmic moans reverberated tantalizingly around her.

The dream was real.

She was suddenly very, very hot, particularly between her smooth long legs, and her ample chest was seized in the vice-like grip of rapidly growing anxiety. She was afraid and lost, and she was … lusting.

She remembered a name, Sinni, and Kylie hungered.

Sweat collected on her brow, its droplets trickling into her eyes and her cunt became wetter, wetter. She touched her sore lips, and her fingers came up drenched. Kylie held her left hand before her and the light mesmerized her as it became caught in the strands of the viscous muff honey that dripped in long threads from between her fingers.

Kylie’s clit was aching and she needed to cool down. She decided to hunt for Sinni in the pool. Kylie rose from the floor and headed to the beckoning water, her eyes distracted by the couples and groups of women fucking all about her.

As she walked, she tried to avert her eyes for the intertwined forms of the Nirvana’s passionate disciples, all the while conscious of her own nakedness. The overwhelming terror that had struck her earlier that day has quieted to a slow burning anxiety, and she was still self-conscious, convinced that every eye in the room was on her.

Her way to the pool was not easy. Many of the girls who had watched Sinni touch Kylie earlier that day recognized the new slave instantly. They looked up from their cunnilingus duties, begging the Clean One to join them, to get lost in Sapphic abandon.

They all looked so beautiful – all of them of different backgrounds, nationalities and races, united in their carnal servitude to the Nirvana. Despite, or likely because of, the burning inside her, Kylie had to focus all her will on reaching the pool. Her searing arousal was driving her to delirium as she struggled to push all lustful thoughts from her tortured mind.

So determined was she, that it was only when the water lapped at her toes, that Kylie realized she had reached the edge of the false lake.

The pool was even busier than when she arrived, and close to 300 women were in the water – none of them swimming.

Instead, they were clasped in pairs and in small groups of three or four, rubbing against each other’s slick bodies, their hands grasping at heaving breasts, or naughtier still, hidden beneath the surface, searching for submerged satisfaction. All along the water’s edge, girls lay spread eagled, while those in the water tongued their sopping snatches.

Kylie slipped into the warm water and its velvet caress washed over her. She dived to the pool’s floor, barely a metre below, her eyes wide as she saw, even below the surface, women with their hungry lips pressed against drowned pussies.

Beneath the waves, the water’s surface churned as orgasm-wracked the bodies of the slaves, Kylie was entranced as she watched this blissful ballet of aquatic arousal. The temporary chill of the water seemed to vanish, and the water boil about her, as the flames of lesbian lust burned anew.

She broke the surface, panting for air. The relative silence of the world beneath the waves was ruptured as the shockingly familiar cacophony of carnal cunt craving boomed about her.

The deafening roar left Kylie momentarily disoriented, although she noticed that she had surfaced close to the water’s edge. She seemed about to collapse when a hand appeared before her eyes.

Somewhat hesitantly, Kylie grasped at the proffered hand. As the mysterious new girl helped her from the water, Kylie’s gaze was drawn tot he middle of the newcomer’s legs, which were spread to help the girl maintain her balance on the wet floor. Between the tanned legs, bulging pink lips poked, and above them, a short, neatly trimmed landing strip of dark pubic hair.

“Hi babe,” the mystery girl spoke in an accent dripping with New York. “I’m Stacy. How are you called Clean One?”

“Where is Sinni?” Kylie spoke swiftly before the familiar sound of New York flooded her warped mind. “Oh … Sorry, my name is Kylie.”
“Rumour is spreading that Sinni is set to be named “Eneya” by the Nirvana!” The girl blurted ecstatically. Kylie looked puzzled. “Hey silly, don’t you know that “Eneya” means leader of the Nine?”

Kylie still looked bewildered. “I don’t know anything about any of this!” She started to cry as the fear broke through the drugs. “I’m scared …”

Stacey leaned in towards her new friend and her heaving chest pressed into Kylie’s wet tits, her nipples hardening at the new and alien sensation. Their lips met and Kylie sucked on Stacey’s tongue as it excitedly probed her mouth.

Kylie reared back frightened and ended the kiss.
“Give in to your lust, babe!” Stacey purred.
“This is so alien!” Kylie protested.
“You shouldn’t feel like that!” Stacey warned. “They’ll fix you!”

“Who are “they”? Where are we? WHAT’S GOING ON?!” Kylie wailed as terror finally got the better of her lust.
“Sssh!!” Stacey pleaded. “The Enforcers have spies everywhere. They’re going to hear you! Come with me …” Stacey stood and offered Kylie her hand again. “And stay close.”

They walked together, hand in hand, and after ten minutes the two girls were alone in a secluded corner of the massive chamber. All about the smooth white marble floor, soft mats were strewn, and they lay together on one of them.

“We don’t have much time, so shut up and listen to me! Lean towards me and pretend we’re kissing or something. That way we won’t attract any attention. Just listen, no questions!”

Kylie was filled with terror at the fearful urgency in her countryman’s voice. “I don’t know much, but before I came her I used to be an investigative journalist, or a lawyer or something like that.

“Remember the needle, when you first arrived?” Kylie nodded. “Whatever was in there, it’s also in the food we eat, in the water in the pool …”
“Why?” Kylie interrupted.
“Look,” Stacey responded. “I really like you, a lot. You’re hot and … I don’t want to be angry, I’d much rather fuck you!”

“I don’t know exactly where we are, but from bits of conversation here or there, especially from the guards, I have figured we are somewhere in Africa!”
“Why?”
“There’s an African woman, she’s a princess or something, she’s got more money than we’d believe. She’s a lesbian – she loves women and she’s turned that into a cult or religion!”

Kylie’s face was white with shock. “What’s that got to do with us? With me?”
“She’s always seeking new disciples, new girls to seduce. All I remember was that I was in New York, I got drunk, I woke up here!”
“I can’t even remember that much,” Kylie said.
“It’s taken me months to even remember that.”

“Fuck! We’ve been kidnapped. They can’t do that, we’re American!” Kylie proclaimed.
“The Princess is so rich, she can do whatever she wants. Thanks to all the drugs, she could make you drink her pussy juice from a glass!”
“I don’t think so! I LOVE co …”

Stacey put her hand over Kylie’s mouth. “Look babe, they don’t encourage rebellion here. Sometimes girls
just disappear! If you’re lucky, they’ll just re-educate you, pump you full of drugs.”
“We’re AMERICAN. Our army will invade this place, set us free!”
“Invade where?
We don’t even know where we are. No one knows where we are! We’ve disappeared.”

“What the fuck are we going to do?” Kylie cried helplessly.
“We? WE?! I’m not going anywhere! I’m not doing anything crazy!”
“Why?” Kylie was shocked that her compatriot had given up. “Don’t you want to go home?”
“I LOVE it here baby!” Stacey moaned, he hand moving between her own legs. “Every waking hour my every desire is fulfilled! Every minute my cunt burns for orgasm, my tongue thirsts for pussy cream! I’m surrounded by hundreds of beautiful women who all exist for one reason only – wild lesbian sex!”

Kylie’s head was spinning. “I won’t give in to it!” she cried defiantly.
“You already have! Sinni fingered you to orgasm and you kissed me. I saw you masturbating before. Your will is already broken. Don’t fight it baby, this is a lesbian utopia!”.

Kylie couldn’t believe what had happened.
“If you are going to survive here, there’s a few skills you’ll need to pick up. The most important one is how to eat pussy!” Stacey explained.
“What?!”
“How to eat carpet, muff dive, snack on snatch, gobble gash – I’m sure you get my meaning? And don’t worry baby, you’re going to love it! Soon you’ll crave crease above anything else!”

As the inexorable inevitability of it all dawned on Kylie, she swallowed nervously and nodded slowly, showing her teacher that she understood.

“Good. Now have you ever gone down on a woman before?” Stacey purred as her fingers unconsciously probed her own slut hole. Kylie couldn’t help it, her eyes were drawn to Stacey’s finger work and she started to touch herself too!
“N-no,” She shook her head in response. “I don’t know how.”
“Has anyone ever done it to you?”
Kylie nodded.

“Who’s the lucky girl that got to taste that gorgeous minge?” The possibility that men had gone down on Kylie didn’t even enter Stacey’s mind.
“It … it … wasn’t … a girl,” Kylie answered. Her head suddenly throbbed with pain and she felt dizzy. The thought of a man touching her seemed so – alien.
“Thank the Nirvana you have been shaved clean! Your pretty pussy has been cleansed of Satan’s phallus! Now that you are clean, I want more than anything to lick your gorgeous, clean cunny my baby!”

Stacey’s declaration had sent Kylie mad with lust. “PLEASE!”
“Before you drink from me, I’ll show you how it feels to be loved by a woman. Kylie Clean One, how I have longed to taste you!”

Stacey motioned to the mattress and Kylie lay on her back, her heart pounding in her chest. She felt Stacey’s hands on her trembling knees and the girl’s palms were sweaty. After Stacey applied only the smallest amount of pressure, Kylie opened her legs wide.

At the sight of the new slave’s clean-shaven poon, Stacey drew in her breath. Between Kylie’s firm legs, her bald beaver protruded, all puffed, deliciously pink, and very, very wet.

Stacey reached a hand forward and it seemed to Kylie that the girl moved in slow motion. It took long, aching seconds for her fingers to finally caress Kylie’s slicked slit.
“Aaah!!” Kylie gasped as her new lover’s fingers quickly whisked over her burning mound.
“You’re so wet, baby!” Stacey murmured, her fingers dancing teasingly on Kylie’s labia.

Then, ever so slightly, Stacey’s fingers penetrated Kylie’s virgin lesbian hole.
“You are so hot inside my beauty!”
Kylie’s hips were swaying rhythmically as she tried to force her mound onto Stacey’s fingers.

Stacey withdrew from Kylie’s fuckhole, and Kylie gave off a disappointed whimper. Then, the raven-haired girl slipped down between Kylie’s open legs. “I bet you taste so sweet …”

In the next moment, Kylie had ascended to arcadia. First she felt just the slightest surge of arousal as something long and wet traced along her pussy lips. Then, from the wafts of hot air, she realised that Stacey was eating her out!

As her head spun with lust, confusion and racing chemicals, Kylie felt those first tentative licks from her new lover. The sensations were luxurious.

In the year or so since she had entered the service of the Nirvana, Stacey had quickly become an accomplished cunnilingus queen. She had gravitated towards members of the Nine and those slaves who’s vaginas were well-furred. In such esteemed company, the new comer had learned from the best.

And now, Kylie was the lucky recipient of attention from Stacey’s skilled tongue. For just a short moment, the girl paused from her work, just as Kylie’s breath has started to quicken.

Kulie looked down between her legs with glazed eyes as she saw Stacey’s stickly face appear.
“How does that feel baby?” She asked as Kylie continued to squirm in pre-orgasmic bliss.
“So beautiful!” Kylie moaned. “I …”

Stacey’s tongue returned to Kylie’s yearning clit. “… LOVE YOU!”
“I know, baby, I know,” as Stacey spoke, Kylie felt her cunt reverberate at the sound coming from her lover’s lips.

Stacey pushed Kylie’s legs even wider and, despite the girl’s wetness, her long held the pink lips open. Now she was holing her tongue rigid and she rapidly poked it in and out of Kylie’s flowing cream tunnel …

Kylie’s musky juices broke like waves over Kylie’s tiring tongue, and the girl almost choked in the deluge.

Kylie’s hips were bucking and her legs flailing about as cries of forbidden lust escaped her lips.
“Oh! Aaaah! Aiiiee!!!! I love you! OH, I LOVE YOU STACEY!!!!”

Kylie was lost. The drugs that coursed through her veins were amplifying each of her senses as orgasmic lightning shot from the nerves in her bulging clit. The heat in her stomach was building from simmering to boiling, and she felt that orgasm was near …

Suddenly, with one last, deliciously long lick, Stacey pulled away from Kylie’s flushed honey pot, strands of cunt cream hanging from her lips.
“You didn’t think I was going to let you have all the fun, did you? I am here to teach you as well, my love!”
“You love me too?” Kylie replied hopefully.
“With those perky tits and a clean shaven slit, how could I not?” Stacey laughed.

Stacey pulled away from Kylie and had rolled on to her back. She spread her muscled legs and Kylie’s lusting eyes were drawn to the dark landing strip that rose above the girl’s bulging clitoris.

Kylie stared between Stacey’s legs for a full minute. Never before had she seen such a swollen organ! Stacey’s clit was large, the size of a small coin, and beneath it, her labia flowed, the succulent pink flesh as ripe as a fruit of lust.

“You … You’re beautiful!” Kylie declared as she moved her head between Stacey’s legs.
“Do you like my pretty pussy?”
“I LOVE IT!”
“Eat it!” Stacey commanded.

Kylie hesitated. ” I want to! I need to! But, I still don’t know how to do it …”
“You’re a girl, Baby. You know what feels good. Be a good slave for Sappho. I’m aching for you to kiss me slowly, drink me …”

Kylie placed her full mouth onto her girlfriend’s anticipating fruit. Unsure, but lusting, she kissed the fat pink lips, their juices instantly running across her mouth and chin. She took a deep breath …

Now Kylie’s tongue darted in and out between Stacey’s pink labia. As Kylie touched her tongue to the girl’s prone cunt, Stacey began to whimper. Kylie took the sounds as a sign of encouragement, and as her tongue strokes became bolder, and Stacy’s panting louder, Kylie felt herself becoming wetter still.

At first her tongue action had been cautious and slow. She wanted to take her time, to explore her first ever pussy, to savour Stacey’s naughty flavour.

Despite her initial caution, there was no complaint from Stacey. Besides the occasional moan, the girl made no sound, her heavy breathing the only sign that she luxuriated under the attention of Kylie’s inexperienced tongue.

All sense o
f fear, doubt and anxiety simply vanished from Kylie’s drugged mind, washed away by the building torrent of Stacey’s cum. The other girl was writhing about with pleasure, moaning much lo
uder now, and Kylie intuitively knew it was time to quicken her pace.

Her tongue now flicked quickly over Stacey’s clitty, keeping in time with the girl’s quickened, but shallow breathing.

At first, Stacey’s minge had tasted like dull musk, but as her juices bubbled, Kylie grew to love that salted, sweet elixir that drenched her tongue.

All sense of fear, anxiety and doubt simply vanished from her drugged mind, washed away by the building torrent of Stacey’s sex juices. Stacey was writhing around now, moaning loudly, and Kylie sensed it was time to quicken her pace.

Her tongue now flicked quickly over Stacey’s bulging clit, keeping in time with the girl’s quickened, but laboured breathing.

At first, Stacey’s minge had tasted like dull musk, but as her juices continued to flow, Kylie grew to love the salted, sweet elixir that drenched her tongue.

The pink of Stacey’s smooth pussy lips was turning to a deeper red, and her juices were running into Kylie’s hungry mouth. Kylie’s tongue started to ache, and the back of her throat became clogged, and itched with the sting of Stacey’s sex syrup.

And then, Kylie got a fright. She was so focused on her tongue work that she had been paying little attention to her friend’s reactions. Stacey’s soft moans were now primal, guttural yells. As she thrashed about with burning, creeping orgasm, Kylie had to fight to keep her mouth pressed on her lover’s racing pink cunt.

“Aahh!” the moans had started to come quicler and louder.
“OOOHHHH!!” the lustful cries echoes in her ears.

Suddenly, she could hear nothing as Stacey’s sweat-wet thighs clasped together on her ears. Stacey’s moans were now distant and muffled. As she continued her primal pussy feast, Kylie’s nose became wet with Stacey’s cunt cream, and the smell drove her crazy.

She loved the feel of Stacey’s hard nib clit as her tongue traced circles around it. As the girl’s bucking continued, she pushed her tongue deep into her, and the taste was even stronger, sweeter and drenched in musk.

Stacey was screaming now, her pleasure cresting a wave of pain, but Kylie’s tongue would not stop – she wanted to lick her fanny friend forever. Her moans, which sent warm vibrations into Stacey’s mons, became screeches as Kylie felt her pelvic muscles clench in orgasm!

Just as Kylie came, a crushing orgasm slammed into Stacey’s creamed pie, and the girl could bear it no more. Kylie’s tongue work had made her so aroused that her clit throbbed with ecstasy-laced pain.

As Stacey pulled away, she looked down between her own legs.

Kylie’s face was flushed, her blonde hair soaked, with stray strands stuck to her crimson cheeks. Her full cheeks wee wet with sticky girl cum. Her blue eyes teared, their path caving through Stacey’s sticky juices. As she looked into Stacey’s eyes, Kylie began to cry.

“What’s wring baby? You were fantastic!” Stacey beamed.
Kylie grabbed her lover’s hand and forced it down between her own legs.
“You’re still wet!” Stacey exclaimed. “You were so good, baby! Let’s do it again … How about a sixty nine? That way we can share our pleasure!”

Kylie’s eyes lit up and her pussy became drenched again. A smile crossed her face and she licked her lips. “I thought you’d never ask!” …

After their 69 ended in a series of mutual orgasms, the attention of the two girls was caught by a commotion by the pool.
“What’s happening?” Kylie asked in bewilderment.

In answer, Stacey pointed to the roof above and Kylie noticed that night had fallen.
“My first day here has passed,” she whispered, almost reverentially. I am so lucky to have found Sinni, and to have found you on my first day!”
“Don’t turn me on now, baby!” Stacey exclaimed. “Dinner’s served!”.

Sure enough, Kylie noticed about 100 guards entering the room, each bearing steaming platters. As the smell wafted across the chamber, Kylie felt her stomach rumble loudly in hunger. She couldn’t even recall the last time she had eaten.

As they walked together towards the pool, a gruff guard crossed their path. He thrust a tray towards them. The tray held two bowls of steaming rice and two glasses of water.

“The food her is special,” Stacey explained. “It hardly makes you go to the toilet, but it’s filling and it gives you plenty of energy.”
“You’re forgetting one thing,” Kylie prompted.
“What’s that? The chemicals?”
“That’s right, baby! Eat this and you’ll become a mindless, cunt craving slut!”
“It’s too late!” Kylie replied. “I already am!”

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  1. PureDeathwing

    awesome work, keep it up!

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