6 comments/ 156565 views/ 51 favorites Loosening Lucy By: SkippyRoo As Lucy sat in her office sipping her tea she mentally listed all the accounts which needed to be reviewed by the end of the week. She was brought back to reality by a knock on the door. "Come in," she said. In walked the slightly larger lady from the accounting department, who Lucy suspected was being a lesbian, after this lady, Paula, had brought her female 'friend' to the Christmas party last year. Looking at the overweight body of her subordinate made Lucy feel fantastic about her particularly beautiful body. This feeling was shattered, as with a sinister grin, Paula laid a stack of spreadsheets on her desk. "Looks like someone's been a naughty girl..." sniggered Paula. Lucy's stomach dropped. It was all over. Lucy had been syphoning money off various accounts into her own since early last year. She had always had the lingering feeling that one day someone would notice. That day had come. Lucy kept her cool a little longer, "What's that?" she said, pretending not to know. "You know perfectly well what that is." Lucy couldn't handle the domineering voice of the older woman, "I needed the money," she cried as she broke down. "You know as well as I do that you don't need anymore money than you already get paid for sitting there looking pretty. We all know how you got the job anyway you little hooker. You've been stealing out of some of my accounts, not to mention all the other employees." "I'm so sorry I shouldn't have done it I just..." Paula was surprised at how quickly the girl had lost control of herself, "stop blabbering, I'm not going to dob you in... yet. I'm sure we can come to some arrangement." "Oh yes, please, we can work together, don't tell anyone, I will lose my job." "You don't deserve your job anyway you slut, but you can keep it for now. We can't discuss anything now anyway. I want you to come to my place this evening after work to make an arrangement." With that Paula left the office, leaving the spreadsheets on Lucy's desk. Lucy put her head in her hands, she was a wreck, but she felt some relief. Paula wasn't going to dob her in. Lucy knew she would be in big trouble, maybe even jail. She couldn't go to jail! She just couldn't. Lucy managed to get through the day without crying in front of anyone, she was hoping with all her heart that Paula would be happy to take 50% of the earnings and turn a blind eye. Fuck, she would willingly give Paula all of the syphoned money if she would keep the whole affair to herself. At 4:30Pm Lucy received an email from Paula, it told her to drive straight to Paula's house when she finished work, Paula was finishing early so she would be home before Lucy got there. It gave her the address too. At 5:15 Lucy left the office and got in her car. She was so nervous her hands were shaking. She steeled herself. "Come on Lucy, you can get yourself out of this mess." She even had vague hopes of continuing her little operation in league with Paula. When Lucy arrived at the address Lucy was surprised to see quite a grand house, more than she expected Paula to afford, much nicer than Lucy's neat little apartment. She rang the doorbell, but it was not answered by Paula, instead it was her 'friend' who Lucy met at the Christmas party but had forgotten her name. "Hi I'm Marg, Paula said you were dropping by" Lucy thought she detected a slight smirk as Marg spoke. Marg was about the same age as Paula, in their late 30s Lucy guessed, but in Lucy's opinion, Marg was much better looking. To Lucy she looked as though she had been incredibly beautiful in her younger days, indeed she still was beautiful. She showed Lucy into the kitchen, where Paula was sitting. "So you came," Paula boomed. Lucy was shy now, "yes," she said meekly. "You remember my partner Marg?" "Yes," she said again. "Right, well we're going to have some fun with you this evening" This took Lucy by surprise. Here she was trying to work out how much money to give Paula. In fact Lucy was shocked, beyond belief; she had simply not considered Paula wanting anything other than money. Lucy was sure she understood correctly, but she said anyway, "Pardon, what did you say?" "I said Marg and I are going to have some fun with you tonight." Lucy looked at Marg, who was grinning and evil grin. She turned and started towards the door. "Where are you going missy? Have you forgotten why you're here? I have enough evidence on your little scheme to put you in jail for a long time. And the girls in there will be rougher than us." Lucy paused, the words sank in, and she knew she couldn't go to jail. But would she let these women do things to her, touch her in order to stay out of jail? It was only one evening she thought, surely they couldn't do anything that bad to her, they were women after all, it's not like being raped. Little did she know... "You best get undressed quickly you little bitch, otherwise I'll give the police a call," said Paula. Lucy paused for a second longer then said "ok." "I said strip!" Lucy began taking her thin jumper off. "And make it sexy," added Marg Lucy was a muddle, she began unbuttoning her blouse, how the hell was she supposed to act sexy in front of lesbians! She figured they must like the same things as men, so she made a feeble attempt to replicate the strippers she'd seen on TV shows and movies, which was a very limited reference. By the time she was down to her bra and undies, the two older women were sniggering and making snide remarks about her body and Lucy had tears running down her face. "All the way little piggy," said Marg. Lucy unclasped her bra, letting her neat little breasts hang free. Then she slid down her panties. Exposing her neatly trimmed pubic hair and the outer lips of her vagina. "Tonight you will be out little piggy, our fuck pig," Paula informed her. Lucy cringed at the crude words. "As with all little piggy's you don't deserve hair down there, so first thing's first." Marg grabbed her by the arm and led her to be bathroom. Paula followed. There was a large shower, which Paula turned on, and as the hot water came through, the two lesbians began to undress. Lucy was beside herself, she was naked, and now they were getting naked. Things were getting very real very fast. When the water was hot, the two ladies pushed Lucy into the shower; it was almost hot enough to scold her skin. When the got in Marg grabbed the soap and began to lather up Lucy's patch of hair. "Say goodbye to your pubes little piggy" she whispered. Lucy whimpered. Paula stood behind the Lucy with her arms around her, holding her tight, as Marg kneeled in front of her vagina with disposable razor. Lucy was repulsed at the thought of being touched by a woman sexually, let alone being held tightly against a naked slightly overweight lesbian. She looked down as she felt Marg begin her ministrations, methodically removing the hair. Once Marg had got the main section of hair she began to part Lucy's labia and gently run the razor along each lip. Lucy was sure there were no hairs there and she was terrified the razor might slice her. It began with the faint sensitivity and the warmth began to spread. Unfortunately Lucy began to realise that no matter how hard she tried, the feeling of her pussy being toyed with was arousing her. She closed her eyes and tried to regain her focus, but let out a gasp as her pussy was engulfed by the open mouth of Marg whilst at the same time Paula pinched and stretched her nipples. Lucy was officially turned on, she couldn't deny it. She had no idea how, but these two lesbians had her panting like a bitch on heat. It scared her. Paula continued to toy with her nipples just rough enough to cause a bearable pain for Lucy; meanwhile Marg inserted two fingers into her pussy and lapped at her clit. Lucy couldn't handle it, she was rising to orgasm. The pleasure kept rising and before Lucy knew it, she was about to cum. But as soon as her vagina began to quiver, Marg bit down on her clit and Paula pulled her nipples way out from her body. Lucy spasmed all over as the pain and the blocked orgasm wracked her body. The ladies continued their ministrations and marg added a finger. "Ooh it looks like our little piggy wants to cum for us," Paula said. Lucy said nothing. "Is that right?" said Marg with a nip on the clit. Lucy moaned. This game continued for a while as the two women brought their toy girl close to orgasm time and time again only to destroy it with pain as soon as it was about to blossom. Lucy was losing control. Her whole crotch was on fire, Lucy had never been this horny in her life, she couldn't think straight. During the brief moments when Marg removed her mouth from Lucy's vagina, Lucy could see that she was visibly aroused, more than she'd ever seen. Her nether lips were bright pink an engorged, splayed open and her clit stood out like a button. Not to mention Marg was now pumping 4 fingers in and out. Lucy knew she was being stretched wider than her boyfriend's penis which was the largest thing that had been in there to date. "Do you want us to let you cum little fuck pig?" said Paula Lucy couldn't hold out any longer, "Oh please! Please, I need to." "We will only let you cum if you get all of Marg's hand in your pussy, down to her wrist." Lucy was shocked, "impossible," she thought, but she looked down at Marg's hand, oh how she wanted to cum. Marg already had four fingers inside her. "Could her whole hand really be that much more?" reasoned Lucy, she began to hope that her orgasm might dictate the end of her night with the two ladies. She began to push down harder against Marg's hand. "This little slut is going for it!" exclaimed Marg. Lucy lowered herself onto the invading hand, so much so that Marg was visibly struggling to push up against her. Lucy pushed despite the pain, but it got to a point where Marg's hand would not go any deeper. "I can't," wailed Lucy. "You just need some help. Your little cunt can't produce enough juices to satisfy itself." Paula Stated with a chuckle. The words cut Lucy deeper than she expected, she really was doing this to herself she realised. But she was hornier now than before, she needed to cum. "Pull out Marg," said Paula. Marg removed her hand from the stretched pussy and watched it contract closed again. Meanwhile Paula bent down and picked up the hair conditioner. Marg gave her a knowing look and held out her hand. Lucy watched and They poured conditioner over Marg's hand and as she began to spread it around with her other hand, Paula filled her own hand and began to smother it all around Lucy's engorged and now bare pussy, making her shudder with pleasure. Marg replaced her fingertips at the entrance to Lucy's vagina and all four fingers and thumb up to her knuckles, the widest part. Lucy moaned and without any prompting she pushed down. Marg just held her hand still and watched as Lucy, drunk on the pain and pleasure, stretched herself around Marg's entire hand. As the hand finally slipped in Lucy let out a guttural moan as a wave a pleasure took her so close to orgasm. Her legs gave way but Paula was ready, holding her tight. What a sight, Lucy's knees were bent, her legs splayed, unable to support herself, being held up by a big dyke, with an entire hand up her vagina. "Are you ready to cum little slut pig?" whispered Paula in her ear. Lucy just nodded. "Give it to her baby!" yelled Paula. With that Marg slipped her hand out to the fingertips again and slid it back in, Lucy began to shake, she was on the brink of orgasm. Marg kept sliding her hand in and out. "Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Lucy cried as she tipped over the edge. She was cumming. Marg didn't stop, she just kept pumping and pumping as Lucy let out inhuman sounds as she had the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced. Marg felt less and less resistance from her hand slipping in and out as Lucy's pussy stretched semi permanently. After almost a minute of furious pumping and continuous orgasm, Marg slowed and stopped with her hand still up inside Lucy. Lucy was slumped against Paula who still held her up. Marg balled her hand up into a fist so that it was significantly wider than before. She slowly pulled it out. Lucy looked down silently at Marg's emerging wrist, feeling all of this final stretching. Lucy saw her lips dilate as the fist emerged; she was shocked at the sight of this thing emerging from her once tight pussy, yet she couldn't deny that deep down the sight aroused her. What Lucy couldn't see from above was Marg's favourite sight. As Marg's fist finally popped out, Marg watched the hole begin to close, but this time it did not close all the way, it just stopped closing, leaving a dark pink hole gaping about 3cm in diameter. Marg knew from experience that a fisted pussy would return to normal after a few days of rest, but she also knew that this was not the fate of the open vagina before her. Lucy slowly stood on her wobbly legs. Thinking her ordeal with these women over, she stepped out of the shower and reached for a towel. She did not notice Paula reach up and grab the digital camera on top of the shower screen and press the button to stop recording. She put it back up on top, where Lucy was unlikely to look. "Where do you think you're going?" called Paula, "we haven't finished washing you." Lucy froze, "not finished" she thought. What else could they do to her? They had already shaved her. She let her hand slide over the smooth patch above her engorged and now tender pussy lips. She felt so well and truly fucked that she knew she couldn't take any more. She saw Paula was holding a bar of soap. "Maybe she does just want to wash me," thought Lucy. She put the towel back and got into the shower again. Paula went straight for her breasts and began lathering them up, gently squeezing them and working the nipples every now and then. Lucy was actually relieved, after what she'd just been through she could handle being washed by this woman, even if it did involve her feeling her up. Then Paula let the soap drop from her hand, it clunked on the tiles. "Be a dear and pick that up for me?" Paula said kindly. As Lucy bent down to pick up the soap, Marg stepped over her head to straddle her neck. Ignorant of this, Lucy began to stand and just as her neck was below Marg's own crotch, Marg closed her muscular thighs around Lucy's neck, holding her tight, bent over. Lucy tried to pull free but she couldn't she struggled more, she couldn't stand being held like this, she felt so powerless. She grabbed Marg's legs and tried to prize them apart, she still couldn't. "The bitch is struggling, get something to tie her hands." said Marg to Paula. Paula got out of the shower and went to the cupboard and got two things, a thin bit of nylon cord, and an enema kit. She held them up and Paula smiled. Marg grabber each of Lucy's wrists and with surprising force held them up behind Lucy's back. Paula hopped in and quickly wound the cord around Lucy's wrists and tied it off, effectively binding her. Lucy was now well and truly helpless. She was bent over and whether she bent her knees or kept them straight her pussy was exposed, she had no clue what they were going to do to her, but she surprised herself when a tingle spread through her pussy, she wanted another orgasm. She was far more surprised when a fully lubed finger slid up her bottom. She gasped, she'd never had anything up there before. It felt strange and very tight. "Oh, what a tight little hole you have here," Paula exclaimed, "I can see you've never let your boyfriend in here." She was right, Lucy had never even considered anal. "By the end of tonight," Paula announced, "this hole will be red and gaping." Those words truly frightened Lucy; she was too scared to talk. Paula began to pump the finger in and out, and to Lucy's continued surprise it was not unpleasant. Paula pulled out and Lucy felt hard plastic between her cheeks, and a liquid squeezed into the entrance to her anus, conditioner, she guessed. Paula then placed two fingers on her slippery sphincter and pushed them up inside. This really stretched Lucy, it still didn't hurt, but Lucy didn't think she could take more. Paula began to slide the two fingers in and out and Lucy found it felt nicer and nicer as her hole relaxed, the pleasure was again starting to spread through her loins. Just as Lucy was enjoying it enough to begin to hump her butt in time with Paula's thrusting. Paula pulled out, and held her hand in front of Lucy's face. "Look little piggy, you've made a mess." Paula said. Lucy could see the brown fleck on Paula's fingers; she knew it was her own shit. "I think we need to clean you out a bit." Continued Paula. Lucy was confused. Did they want her to go to the toilet? Paula filled the enema bag with warm shower water and Lucy's confusion was relieved when she felt the plastic nozzle slid up her anus. Then the water began to flow, what a strange sensation it was for Lucy. The water just kept flowing and bent as she was it filled her up; Lucy could feel her abdomen distend as the water flowed in. Finally it stopped. Lucy felt extremely full almost to bursting, as if she was busting to evacuate her bowels. Paula pulled the hose out, but naturally Lucy held on. Even when Marg released Lucy's head and she stood up, Lucy held on. The pressure increased when she stood but Lucy still held on. Marg and Paula knew she couldn't hold it for much longer, she had so much water inside her. First Lucy could feel a slight trickle escape her, then another larger one, then a squirt. Her sphincter was tiring. One more quick squirt and then she gave up and the water just gushed out of her. She watched the foul mixture being washed down the drain, she felt so humiliated, as if she had shit her pants in public. Then she realised her anal hole was still open as if to let more out, so she consciously closed it and regained some composure. This process was repeated twice more and it was no less embarrassing each time. Yet she was finally clean. Once they'd dried off and untied Lucy's hands, the two older women wrapped towels around themselves, Lucy did so too. "Slut's don't cover their bodies," Paula said and proceeded to disrobe Lucy of her towel. They led her naked to the bedroom. Lucy looked at the magnificent king four-poster bed before she was pushed onto it. She'd been there over an hour and could see that they were by no means finished with her. "Was it really worth going through all this?" she thought. With jail as the other alternative she was willing to tolerate the abuse a while longer. She thought of something. "Excuse me," she said meekly, "I was due home an hour ago, my boyfriend will be wondering where I am." Hoping this would prompt them to let her go soon. It didn't. "Well you better give him a call," Paula responded, "Tell him you'll be home late because you're having a lesbian threesome. Otherwise think of something he'll believe. But you won't be leaving here anytime soon." Lucy's heart sank as Paula handed her the phone. She had to tolerate this a while longer. She dialled Michael's mobile. When he picked up she began to apologise that she wouldn't be home for dinner because she had to review a client's portfolio before an important meeting tomorrow. As she was explaining the situation she was shocked to see Marg get a camcorder out of the wardrobe and begin to set up a tripod so that the camera faced the bed. But she kept her cool long enough to convince Michael to eat without her. Finally he said, "Ok baby I'll see you when you get home. I love you." She got half way through her response, "I love..." when she actually gasped. Paula had opened the bedside table draw and lifted out a massive black dildo. Loosening Lucy Ch. 02 Lucy was surprised to find herself pulling into the car park at work. After the ordeal of the previous evening, she had thought of taking a sick day. But after a night in the safety of her own home, sleeping in the arms of her boyfriend Michael she felt she was ready to face a day of work. Plus she knew work would keep her mind occupied and she didn't really want it wandering to the events in Paula's house. As she strode towards her office she was actually glad she'd gone along with Paula's deal, she really could let the rest of her life go on as usual. The only thing that reminded her of the previous day was a tenderness in her lower region which would flare up if she wasn't carful sitting down, so when she arrived at her office she sat gingerly in her desk chair. She hoped the tenderness in her vagina would go away before tonight because she was hoping to have a session with Michael. She felt she needed to, as if it would validate her as a woman again. Not to mention she'd woken up feeling a bit randy this morning. She'd had to turn Michael down last night, not because of feeling raped, in fact she had still been horny, but because she was too ashamed that she couldn't close her pussy after fisting it and she was scared she'd feel too loose for him. In the shower that morning she'd had a feel around down there, her pussy had closed up over night, but it was too sore to finger properly. Lucy turned on her computer and began to sort through her emails. Just as she had finished reading the new ones, another popped up in her inbox. It was from Paula. Lucy's heart was in her throat as she opened it; surely Paula would leave her alone at work. Immediately a picture began to load, it revealed a small Japanese woman bound naked with one man fisting her ass while another had his fist in her pussy. It was obscene, but as Lucy stared at it she felt her pussy begin to moisten. She caught herself wondering how much fuller she'd feel with a fist in each hole. Below the picture, Paula had written, "Slut's don't wear panties, bring yours too me now." Lucy was intent on pleasing Paula today, to save her from revealing anything about their agreement to Michael tonight. Paula and Marg had invited Lucy and her boyfriend to dinner after work. Without really thinking about it, Lucy reached up under her skirt and slid her panties down her thighs. They were plain black ones with lace around the edges. Lucy tended to wear fairly standard underwear to work and she was glad of it now. She put them in the pocket of her jacket then walked out of her office. As she strode towards Paula's desk through the open plan area of the office, she could feel the cool air on the bare lips of her pussy. 'God I'm wet!' she thought as she walked, she could feel her nether lips sliding past each other, lubricated by her slick juices. The realisation that she was wet and pantiless around all these colleagues surprised her with a flush of arousal, she walked faster. Paula saw her coming and gave her a sinister smirk as Lucy walked to her desk. "Good girl, pop them in here," she said as she pulled open her top draw. Lucy grabbed her panties from her pocket and quickly put them in the draw, not wanting to be seen. Paula didn't close the draw, leaving them clearly visible to Lucy. She rolled her chair closer to the standing Lucy and slid her knee between Lucy's knees. Paula then held up two fingers to Lucy, then put her hand up Lucy's skirt and shoved them all the way in her vagina. Lucy winced and stifled a grunt. "My, what a keen little cunt we have here, it's wet already," said Paula as she began to fuck in and out with her fingers. "Luckily I brought something to pacify your sloppy friend," she added, "Otherwise you'd have your grotty fingers in there as soon as you were back in your office." Then she pulled out her fingers and held them up to Lucy's face. Lucy knew what to do and without Paula saying a word, she put her mouth around the fingers and sucked off her own juices. Then Paula turned and opened another draw, out of which she drew a black ball, about the size of golf ball, not small. It had a length of plastic cord moulded to it, which hung down. "Put this in that leaky cunt." Paula said and gave it to her. Lucy was relieved when Paula confirmed which hole it was going in, she had feared it was bound for another less lubricated hole. Lucy took the ball and reached up under her skirt, at the same time moving further into Paula's cubicle so that no one would see. She had to roll the ball around in between her pussy lips to get it wet enough to slide in. Then she gently slipped it in and with two fingers, pushed it deep inside. She was even wetter than she thought. By the end her right hand had pussy juice all over it. She managed to wipe her hand clean on the back of her skirt without Paula seeing; otherwise they would have gone in her mouth. Now only the end of the plastic cord was poking out between her pink labia. "Now back to work," Paula said, "You'll get a pleasant surprise on your way back." Without a word Lucy turned and walked back towards her office, she could well and truly feel the ball inside her. About half way back she nearly screamed. The ball had come alive. It was emitting soft vibrations, right on the top of her G-spot! Lucy was frozen in the middle of the corridor, standing with her legs squeezed together. She took a few deep breaths then forced herself to keep walking. As she strode on her way she felt the insides of her thighs get wet, her pussy was literally leaking juices. She shut the door of her office and then slumped into her chair. 'This is not good,' she thought as she pulled up her skirt to look. She held the end of the cord, ready to pull it out. But she didn't, she couldn't. The thought that Paula might do something worse, if she took it out, worried her, but somewhere deep inside she had a sexual desire to leave herself in this position. 'I can at least make it more comfortable,' she thought, with the intention of getting the ball off her G-spot. She pulled the string so that the vibrating ball moved down. She gasped as she dragged it across her G-spot, then all of a sudden the ball popped out. Almost in a panic Lucy pushed it back inside, somehow afraid of being caught with it out. It was buzzing away right on her G-spot. 'Only one way,' she thought as she pushed 2 fingers all the way in, getting the ball as deep as possible. But it was only as deep as before and she could still feel the extra sensation as it buzzed at the top of her G-spot. She pulled out her fingers and slid in her ring finger, getting it all wet. Then she put all 3 fingers at her entrance and gingerly pushed them inside. The width hurt her tender pussy, but she relaxed and managed to push them all the way in to her knuckles. She moaned softly as she stretched herself. "God I'm so horny," she thought with 3 fingers in her quim. But she had managed to get the ball deep enough to reduce the intensity of the vibrations. Then she slipped out her fingers and dried them with a tissue and proceeded to clean up all the juice outside her pussy. She was still convincing herself that Paula was forcing her into this situation, but niggling at the back of her mind was the knowledge that she was enjoying this treatment. When she finally got back to work she found another email from Paula, this one just had a link to some part of a sexual website. She clicked on it to find a picture of the same toy that was in her pussy right now, next to it was a small black box. She read the brief description below. 'For anal and vaginal use. 2 speed vibration. This little toy will keep him/her on a tight leash, the low speed vibration kicks in 10m from the control box, the high speed kicks in when 50m from the control box' At least Lucy knew she could find some respite if she could be within 10m of Paula. The rest of the morning passed with a high level of arousal but no orgasms for Lucy. She managed to control herself and get some work done. Just before her lunch break Lucy got another email from Paula, telling her to come past Paula's desk on her way out and they'd have lunch together. On their way out of the office after leaving Paula's cubicle, Lucy didn't think twice when the low vibration kicked in after 10m, she'd got used to it over the morning. Mean while, Paula wondered when Lucy would realise that she didn't have the control box on her. It wasn't until they were out in the street that Lucy realised Paula didn't have the box, unfortunately it coincided with and explosion of sensation from her vagina as the ball began vibrating at high speed. Lucy stumbled a few more steps before she had to stop and lean against the wall of their office block. Paula turned to her and smiled. "Ah this must be the 50m mark." Lucy just stood there panting heavily trying not to let a moan escape; she couldn't speak in case one did. Then Lucy came, and came hard. Having spent all morning being primed, it was not going to be a small one. Her legs shook and she bent over as the waves of intense pleasure washed over her. When it stopped Lucy stood up and tried to regain composure. She looked around, there was a lady further up the street looking inquisitively at her, and apparently no one else had noticed. Unfortunately, this wasn't the end, the ball was still buzzing away, and at fever pitch, Lucy could feel her next orgasm mounting, she knew it would be even bigger. She took a few more steps then lent against the wall and came again. She looked up at Paula with pleading eyes. "Follow me slut," Paula said and strode away. Lucy stood and began to walk after her, in a complete daze. All she could feel was her next orgasm rising in her loins. Just as she thought she'd have to stop again, Paula, just ahead of her, turned off the street into a laneway beside their office. So Lucy clamped down and began to hold off her impending orgasm. It went past the point of certain release, so Lucy knew the longer she held off this orgasm, the bigger it would be. By the time she reached the alleyway she was going as fast as her shaky legs could carry her, she knew there would be no way to hide this impending orgasm. She needed to get off the street. Up the alleyway she saw Paula standing next to a dumpster, her destination. She stumbled up the alleyway, nearly out of control. She just had time to squat behind the dumpster and brace herself against its metal wall before, with a deep moan, an earth shattering orgasm ripped through her body. Her juices literally squirted onto the ground. When she'd regained her senses, Paula said to her, "we can't have you like this; we'll never make it to lunch. But we're not leaving that ball here, so I guess you'll have to put it up your date." Lucy was only too happy to take it out; she gripped the cord and began to drag the ball down through her pussy. She only just managed to pop it into her hand before it set off another orgasm. Then she set about the humiliating task of fitting a vibrator the size of a golf ball up her ass whilst squatting behind a dumpster. What made it more difficult was the amount of juice covering the ball and her hand. It was too slippery to hold with her fingers. She sat it in the palm of her hand and positioned it at the entrance to her ass, then had to try and relax her sphincter around it as she pushed up with her palm. It was so unflattering that Paula began to laugh as she watched poor Lucy struggle. So Lucy went to lunch at a small café with Paula, her hands and inner thighs were sticky with drying girl cum and she had a ball buzzing away inside her rectum. After Lunch Paula said, "Come with me little pig, I'm taking you to meet a friend of mine." They got up and left, Lucy paying for lunch of course. They walked down the street a few more blocks before Paula stopped and pushed open the door to a very black looking shop. Lucy read on the door, "Tattoo and Piercing Parlour." She hurried inside, not wanting to be seen going into this place. Once inside Lucy looked around, it had the look of a head shop. From the counter a very gothic style girl walked over to them. "Hi Paula," she said. "Hello Nina," she replied. "Is this your slut? She's a fine piece of ass" Nina said, looking over Lucy's body. "She is indeed. Are you ready?" "Yes, it's all set up in the back room." With that they followed Nina into the back room. Lucy had the feeling she was about to be fucked by these two women. When they got in there, Lucy saw a chair, it had leg stirrups like a gynaecologist's chair. This one was all steel and looked very sturdy. "Hop up on your throne little princess," said Nina. Lucy's heart lifted when she heard Nina call her a princess, it was so much nicer than slut or pig. She began to hope that Nina might treat her better than Paula or Marg. Without hesitation, Lucy climbed into the chair and lifted her legs into the stirrups. It had the effect of presenting both her holes nicely. "Good girl," Nina crooned as she picked up some leather straps and to strap Lucy's legs, arms and torso to the chair. Lucy had given up wondering what was going to happen. Although she had a vague hope that this nice girl might lick her pussy. Once she'd secured Lucy, Nina stepped between her legs and stuck two fingers in her pussy, then she added a third and started feeling around inside Lucy. Lucy wasn't even surprised, she was getting used to this treatment. "She's not very loose," said Nina, as if surprised. "We've only had her for one day," replied Paula. "One day! And she's like this. I don't know where you find these sluts Paula." Paula laughed. "Perhaps you should gag her, Nina." "True" Nina went to a table and picked up a black ball gag, it only just fitted in Lucy's mouth. "So what will it be?" Nina asked. "Well Marg and I haven't decided upon any piercings yet, but we have something else in mind for today." "I see." Lucy's mind was racing, "piercings!" she thought, "something else!" "please, no!" But she was helpless, she began to make noises behind her gag, but the two women ignored her. "We want this cunt marked as our own," Marg said as she walked forward. She pinched each of Lucy's labia and pulled them out to the sides. "We want Marg tattooed on one side and my name tattooed on the other side, on the inside of each lip." Lucy tried to scream, but it didn't really work with the ball gag filling her mouth. She began to fret and tried to shake loose of her bonds. It was futile, her muscles strained, but there was no escaping. "And we'd like it in a pretty script, I'm sure you can manage that." "Sounds wonderful, I think the bitch agrees," chuckled Nina. "Any colour?" "Black" Lucy had tears running down her face by the time Nina had pulled up a stool and filled the ink well of her tattoo kit. She had two bull clips tied to a length of string each. With them she pinched the edge of Lucy's labia and tied the string around her thighs to hold her lips stretched apart. The pain was excruciating. But nothing compared to what was coming. Then Nina wiped all over Lucy's exposed vagina with alcohol wipes. She was ready. Lucy stared wide eyed as Nina brought the pen towards her exposed vagina. Then she closed her eyes, tensed all her muscles and screamed as the needle began to do its work. By the end of a cursive 'M', Lucy had passed out and half an hour later, the work was done. There on the inside of each cunt lip was written 'Marg' and 'Paula'. When Lucy came to there was no one in the room, she was still strapped to the chair and there was a terrible stinging coming from her vagina. She looked down, her pussy was still held open by the clips, and positioned between her legs was a mirror. She stared at it for a good 5 minutes. 'How could she explain this to Michael? How could she explain this to anyone? Who would want to marry her now?' Paula stuck her head in to see that she was awake. "How do you like it?" she asked. Lucy couldn't have responded if she wanted too. "I think it's beautiful," Paula responded for her. Fortunately someone had taken the ball out of her ass while she was passed out. "You have to stay like this for another couple of hours, so as to not ruin my new vagina," Paula informed her, "I've called the office to tell them you won't be back in this afternoon, because you have diarrhoea. I'll pick you up after work." Lucy spent the afternoon getting used to the idea of her being tattooed. She convinced herself it wasn't that bad. She was quite sure you wouldn't be able to see anything if her vagina was closed, so maybe she could hide it from Michael. Two hours later the door to the backroom opened and Nina came in. "Well princess it's time to unclip those pretty lips of yours." She bent between Lucy's legs and unclipped them. Lucy winced as fresh pain flooded through her vagina. She got one last look before Nina took the mirror away, with her lips now closed, she couldn't see the tattoo. That knowledge greatly relieved her. "Hold on," Nina said as she finished rubbing antiseptic cream into Lucy's vagina, "Paula gave me one last instruction." She left the room and came back with a bottle of lube and a big red butt plug. "Apparently this is to prepare you for tonight." She wiped some lube around Lucy's asshole the coated two fingers, slid them in and began to work Lucy's ass open. By the time she was easily pumping three fingers in and out, Lucy was moaning gently behind her gag. Nina got to see first hand the intended effect of the tattoos, as Lucy got more aroused, her vagina became engorged with blood, her pussy lips swelled and opened out, thus revealing the tattoos. This symbolised that Lucy's aroused vagina was the property of Marg and Paula. After three fingers, Nina smeared more lube over the butt plug and slid the tip in. Then she began to push, watching Lucy's ass progressively relax to accommodate more of the girth. When they got to the widest part, Nina stopped pushing for a moment to admire the sight of Lucy's small ass stretched around the big invader. Then with one final push, the plug was drawn up into Lucy's rectum while her anus closed slightly around the slimmer part, leaving only the red base sticking out. Nina went back into the shop leaving Lucy still belted to the chair, getting used to the fully stretched feeling of her ass. It was until Paula had finished work and come back to the tattoo parlour that Lucy was untied. She stood on wobbly legs which she had to keep apart to reduce the pressure on her new tatt. Paula handed her skirt and blouse to her but that was all. Lucy had put on her skirt and had done up one button of her top when Paula pushed her through the door of the backroom into the shop. There were two stoned looking dudes browsing through a rack of black t-shirts who scored a decent look at Lucy's free breasts before she managed to pull closed her blouse. She was humiliated, but had other things on her mind and in her ass. Paula found it incredibly amusing to watch the poor girl try to walk normally with a huge butt plug in and she made comment on the fact when, as they came near the door, she announced loudly, "looks like the slut has a hard time walking with that butt plug stretching her ass." The two dudes stared in astonishment. "Thankyou for today Nina, you've done a fine job. I've transferred the money," added Paula as they she stepped out the door after Lucy. "No problem, bring her back when you've decided what else she needs done and say hi to Marg." Lucy was in a daze all the way back to Paula's house. She had driven from the office after Paula dropped her there to get her car. On the way there she had considered not going, to drive home instead. But the plug in her ass and her new tattoo reminded her that she didn't really have a choice in anything anymore and she decided it would just be easier to go. Specially considering Michael was planning to meet her there for dinner. The fact that she was aroused was probably a contributing factor. She was almost looking forward to being treated like a slut again. Loosening Lucy Ch. 02 She parked her car in the street and watched Paula park in the garage, and then got out as Paula beckoned her into the garage. As Paula opened the door from the garage to the house, she turned and said, "You're not welcome to wear clothes in this house. You're a slut. Take them off." Lucy took off her skirt and shirt, that's all she had on. Then she followed Paula into the kitchen where Marg was cooking. After greeting Paula with a kiss, Marg turned to Lucy, "show me that sloppy cunt pig, I want to see if it's any prettier with the new decorations," she said. Lucy opened her legs then gently pulled her lips apart with her fingers. "I can't see it like that you dumb slut. Lie on the bench," Paula snapped as she whacked Lucy's tit with the wooden spoon she was using. Lucy jumped with shock as a stinging red mark appeared on the side of her boob. She quickly lay on the bench and spread her legs. Lucy pulled her lips apart again and Marg bent down to inspect her tattoo. "Very good," she said, "You can see who owns your sloppy cunt now. And your boyfriend won't be here for an hour, so we can have a play with it. Go into the bedroom, I've left some things on the bed for you to put on, and in." Lucy found an interesting looking dildo, some foam ear plugs and a blindfold on the bed. Obviously very sexual, but by now Lucy wasn't surprised. She lay on her back, spread her legs and picked up the dildo. She held open her lips and began to slide the dildo in. It hurt as it went in, sliding past her fresh tatts. She endured the pain until it was all the way in. She felt it push against the plug still in her ass and let out a satisfied moan at the sensation of having both holes filled. By now she was fully aroused. It was too painful to thrust the dildo in and out, so instead she took hold of the ball on the end of the tube that came out of the base of the dildo. She gave it an experimental squeeze and felt the dildo expand inside her. She couldn't help herself, so after two more pumps she was beginning to feel as full as was comfortable. Then she put in the ear plugs and tied the blindfold behind her head. Then one hand snuck down to her clit for a gently stroke as the other grasped her own breast. And she began to play with herself as she waited to be used. When Paula and Marg came in the first thing they did was add two more pumps to the dildo, this took Lucy past her limit and she began to feel like her vagina was being stretched. There was pain, but also the deep satisfaction of feeling completely full. The feeling of satisfaction as well as the pain began to slowly subside as her vagina became accustomed to the size. Then the games really began as Marg straddled her face. Lucy felt and smelt a wet pussy against her mouth, she immediately began to lick. Without sight or sound, the taste and smell of the vagina filled her mind. It revolted her, but she loved it, she revelled in the fact she was being forced to lick pussy. Lucy's whole body tensed as she felt a vibrator buzzed against her erect clit. With limited senses Lucy's whole body became super sensitive, her mind was consumed by sex. It wasn't long before her fist orgasm arrived and it was a big one. Her body shook and she screamed her moan into Marg's pussy. That was when Paula squeezed the ball another two times. Lucy felt it expand, she was already stretched wide, but she welcomed more. She felt like a slut whose only concern was being filled to the limit with anything reminiscent of a cock The vibe was replaced on her clit and she began to lick in earnest. She got her tongue right up inside Marg, slurping away trying to drink as much of Marg's juice as she could. After a few minutes of this commitment Marg came all over Lucy's face, squirting in an around mouth. Then Marg and Paula swapped positions and Lucy's stretching continued. This continued for 3 more orgasms and 6 more pumps before Lucy begged them to stop, she felt like her pussy was going to tear. Each orgasm was louder and she winced more at the pain from her stretched pussy. The thought crossed her mind that her pussy wouldn't go back to normal after this treatment, but she didn't care anymore. They could ruin her pussy if it meant more pleasure. She began to see truth in the fact that they owned her pussy. She had her hands on her belly and felt it was slightly distended by the object in her vagina. After one more pump they stopped. Lucy was so full it hurt, but that didn't stop her. She needed to be fucked. After all this stretching and orgasming Lucy needed some friction in one of her holes, she didn't care which, she would've preferred both. In the post orgasmic silence of the bedroom, Marg and Paula heard the meek voice of Lucy cry out, "Please fuck me." They gave each other a knowing look. She was theirs now, completely theirs. They rolled her onto her stomach and she assumed the position of a wanton slut, getting to her knees, with her face in the mattress, legs spread and ass out. Then she began to beg, "Please fuck me, I need it." She was making a mantra out of it. Paula took her hands and put them on her ass cheeks, Lucy knew what to do, she pulled her cheeks apart. Then Paula took hold of the butt plug and pulled it out, stretching her asshole back around the widest point before it slid out. Her asshole was left agape. Paula then grabbed a bottle of lube, drizzled it into her open ass and slid two fingers in. Then she took hold of the ball and squeezed, filling Lucy's pussy with 3 more pumps. As she did so, she felt Lucy's ass tighten around her fingers as her expanding vagina forced her ass to close. Lucy ignored the pain of her vagina being stretched this much and continued to beg, "Please fuck me," as she tried to hump back against Paula's fingers. Then unbeknownst to deafened Lucy, the doorbell rang. Paula turned to Marg, "Ah, perfect timing." Michael had arrived. Loosening Lucy Ch. 03 As Michael walked up to the door of a very impressive looking house he wondered what to expect this evening, he had been told by his girlfriend Lucy, the night before, that they'd been invited to dinner, at the home of one of Lucy's work colleagues and her female partner. He was interested to say the least; he'd never really met full blown lesbians before, not that her felt prejudiced towards them. In fact he was determined to treat them normally. He had noticed Lucy's car in the street, and was happy to know she was already there, thus avoiding any awkward introductions. So, Michael rang the doorbell. It was answered by a lady who introduced herself as Paula, whom Michael knew was Lucy's colleague and vaguely recognised from a few of his girlfriend's work functions. "Please come through," she said. "This is my partner Marg," she added as the walked into the kitchen. Michael couldn't see Lucy but thought nothing of it as he made polite conversation. "You must be wondering where you're girlfriend is," Marg said, "She's just tied up with something at the moment. Please, follow me. I'll show you." Michael followed as the three of them walked down the hallway to a closed door. As they got closer Michael could hear Lucy saying things. He couldn't make out what she was saying and assumed she was on the phone. His suspicion was aroused when, instead of just opening the door, Marg stopped and turned to face him, a serious expression on her face. "Michael I need to warn you, what you will see might shock you, but please understand this is what she wants," she said. "Ummm, ok," he replied. He had absolutely no idea what to expect. He just couldn't fathom what required a warning before he could see it, particularly if it involved his girlfriend. Without time to think Marg opened the door and they stepped into a bedroom. It was fairly well lit and what Michael saw took his breath away. In the centre of the large bed was a woman on her knees, her face and chest pressed into the mattress, with her legs apart displaying her vagina and round bottom. That was not all; her hands were reaching back, each grasping a cheek, spreading her butt to show a slightly open pink asshole. Her vagina was obstructed by the base of a flesh coloured thing, which Michael thought was a large dildo, except this one had a hose sticking out of it with a round ball pump hanging on the end. He recognised that body as Lucy but he couldn't accept that this was his girlfriend on display, in such a lewd position. What destroyed his uncertainty was the meek voice of the woman. "Please... please fuck me. Please do it." It was undoubtedly her. "Lucy!" he gasped with a look of shocked confusion on his face. He turned his questioning eyes to the two Lesbians standing next to him. "Please understand Michael, she has been coming to us for quite some time," Paula lied, "it was only last night that we found out she had a boyfriend." "Lucy!" he called. "She can't hear you," Marg said, "she has earplugs in and you can see she's blindfolded." "We didn't know what to do when we found out about you, so we decided to make you aware, to at least offer you the opportunity to leave her and get on with your life. The other option is, we continue as before but involve you so that she may stay with you, even still live with you, but visit us when she needs to." Paula stated. "She is our slave." Michael just stood there, he was beginning to feel anger rise inside him, and he felt hurt as if she'd been cheating on him. But he got a hold of his emotions and began to think. "So she enjoys this?" he said. "She craves it," said Paula allowing an evil grin, "she's a slut, you can hear her begging for it." Paula watched Michael's expression darken as he began to realise that his girlfriend was indeed a slut, she knew he would be blaming Lucy for any hurt he felt. Their plan was going famously; they knew that once they'd invaded the poor girl's home and turned her boyfriend against her, she would be completely theirs. "Listen to her Michael," Paula prompted, "I think it's time to give her what she wants and to take what you deserve." In the meantime Lucy had remained as she was, her hips gently humping the air as she begged to be fucked. Michael could not deny the sight was turning him on, and without much deliberation he began towards the bed, undoing his pants and stroking his hardening cock. He knelt on the bed and shuffled up behind the exposed Lucy. As she felt movement on the bed she began to whimper, "Please... please... I need to cum." Michael reached for the base of the dildo and began to firmly pull out, but it didn't move as expected. Instead of sliding out, Michael watched as it stretched her inner lips out informing him that the dildo was significantly bigger up inside her vagina. He would have cringed if he knew how wide her pussy was currently being stretched. Lucy groaned. As Michael held the expanded dildo out from Lucy's pussy he noticed two things, one, she was shaved completely smooth, something she'd never done for him. Number two was more shocking, on the inside face of each outer labia, were two names written in an elegant script, 'Paula' and 'Marg', one on each side. Michael knew immediately from the raw redness around the writing that these were tattooed into her delicate skin, and fresh. "Let go of the dildo Michael," Marg said, "as you can see her cunt belongs to us now. You're welcome to use her other holes." Michael knew what she meant. He rose up onto his knees and held this tip of cock at the entrance to Lucy's back door. Michael had never experienced anal before and he savoured the exquisite feeling as he slid all the way into her pre-lubed asshole. Lucy let out a cry and Michael began to thrust in and out of her clenching sphincter. Lucy could feel that this was not a rubber cock attached to Marg or Paula as she'd expected, this was a real cock, a man. She already had fears about Michael arriving for dinner before the ladies had finished with her. Surely this could not be her boyfriend in her ass. But with no eyesight nor hearing, she could not be sure. She didn't even know what time it was. So, strangely she hoped that Paula and Marg had brought in some stranger to fuck her. She didn't want Michael to see her like this. A thought did occurred to her, if it was Michael, then she wouldn't have to worry about hiding the changes that had been made to her body, namely her pussy, both inside and out. But all thoughts left her mind as Michael picked up the pace. The pleasure coming from her ass and stretched pussy mounted. "Harder! Harder!" she cried as he pounded into her, driving her to the orgasm she needed. Michael got into a rhythm, fucking her hard, using the bedsprings to bounce her back against his cock. It was the sort of fucking that would produce a sore asshole. All of a sudden Michael felt her clamp down on his cock and stop thrusting back against him as she screamed her orgasm and fell forward to lie flat on the bed, but there was no stopping him as he gripped her hips and slammed into her spasming hole another twenty deep strokes before exploding inside her, filling her with cum. When Michael pulled out, her hole remained open momentarily, revealing a deep red tunnel with white sperm dribbling towards the entrance. Then it closed, squeezing out a glob of cum. "Look at the mess she's made on your cock," said Paula, gesturing towards Michael's shrinking penis, which glistened with lube and cum. "She'll clean it for you if you give it to her." Michael moved round to her blindfolded face and poked his cock against her lips. She immediately opened up and took it in her mouth, sucking it clean. Michael could feel her tongue roaming over his cock. His cock began to harden. As his dick hardened, Lucy began to suck in earnest; with a cock in her mouth she was insatiable. Michael began to settle into his developing blow job, so Marg took his hand and put it on the back of Lucy's head, forcing her down on his cock until he felt the head slip into her throat. He soon got the idea and took hold of a fistful of her hair and began using her mouth the way he wanted. It started with alternating deep throat and regular oral with just the head in her mouth. But the ferocity slowly increased. By the end Michael was gripping her head in both hands and fucking her throat, while slack jawed Lucy gagged and vomited slime and saliva so that it hung in roped from her chin. Finally Michael felt his orgasm approach and pulled her to the base of his cock one last time to spurt a load of cum right down her throat. It was at this point that Marg pulled the blindfold off and Lucy opened her tear streaked eyes to look up into Michael's face as she felt him cum down her throat. Michael looked down at her, with her face pressed into his pubic hair, there was no love in his eyes just a look of disdain as he pulled her off his cock, did up his pants and walked towards the door. Lucy felt used, lower than a girl whoring for drugs. "Michael, please.." whimpered Lucy, not knowing what to say. She regretted saying anything when he turned around, she could see the hurt in his eyes. Michael stared at Lucy, absorbing the image, his adorable girlfriend, his pride and joy, reduced to a piece of flesh begging to be fucked.. by anyone.. "filthy fucking slut" he said under his breath, his heart hardened against his once tender feelings towards Lucy. "I'm going to the pub bitch, you're right where you belong." Eyes downcast, Lucy began to wimper, oh how she wanted to run after Michael and beg him to take her home, but she she couldn't get up, her spirit was broken, plus with the ridiculous dildo still up her, she couldn't catch up to him anyway. The front door slammed as Michael left, Lucy looked up, her tear stained -- cummy -- slimy -- pretty face shining in front of Paula and Marg. "There there little piggy, don't cry, I'm sure Michael will have you back. After all, he's a man, he just wants a pretty thing to put his dick in." "That's right," agreed Marg "you just try a bit harder and I'm sure he'll fuck you again, and if you make it good, I have no doubt he'll let you stay. It will be just like before" Their twisted logic confused Lucy, but they were right, she would do anything to keep Michael, she still loved him more than ever. "Suppose you better stay here tonight, give him time to calm down." said Marg "We were just going to put on a movie anyway." After cleaning herself up in the bathroom, Lucy found herself, still nude, on a cushion on the floor, the abominable dildo still inside her. There was a small plate of food in front of her and both Marg and Paula were seated either side of her, though up on the couch rather than the floor. The two older lesbians had decided on Titanic, as the film started, hungry Lucy began to tuck into her food and relax, at least she could enjoy the movie. Lucy had just put her plate down when Marg piped up, "mind clearing the dishes honey?" "Oh," Lucy quickly picked up her plate, stood and stacked Marg's then turned to collect Paula's. "Ah I almost forgot," said Paula, handing Lucy her plate, and taking hold of the pump attached to Lucy's dildo. Lucy stood between them holding the plates, she looked down past her flat tummy, to the hose running to Paula's hand. She had stopped thinking about the dildo inside her, had become accustomed to it's girth. Paula slowly squeezed, Lucy began to breath deep as the stretching resumed. Two more slow pumps and Lucy couldn't help but notice her belly bulge out ever so slightly. "Much better, just give them a rinse and pop them in the dishwasher" Paula smiled. Lucy left with a slight waddle, the pump hose dangling between her thighs. By the time Lucy had returned, her cushion had moved between Paula's legs, the woman's vagina sat at the edge of the couch, open and glistening as Paula gently fingered herself. "Come and make mumma happy little pig." Lucy knelt on the cushion, bent her head and began to lap Paula's clit. Lucy didn't get to watch much of Titanic, she estimated about a third of the movie had been spent facing a vagina, her tongue was tired... her pussy was wrecked, Paula had not forgotten about the pump up dildo inside her and had consistently added air pressure to it. Throughout the movie Lucy's belly expanded. As the credits rolled, Lucy slouched on her cushion, unable to sit up straight with her pussy so full. "Well time for bed," yawned Marg, "we've all got work tomorrow. What shall we do with the cunt?" she turned to Paula. Paula laughed, "she sure looks half pregnant. I wonder if she can push the baby out" Lucy looked at her developing belly, she gave an experimental squeeze, feeling pressure at the bottom of her pussy, it was definitely largest in the middle, the entrance to her hole was still too tight to squeeze the dildo out. "I think it's too big to come out," Lucy piped up. "Might have to stay in over night" "No please," said Lucy, stretched to capacity "I can't sleep with it in, I need to work tomorrow." "Well if it must come out, I guess we'll need the chair," Paula headed for the bedroom, "Come along little fuck pig." Paula pulled the chair from the cupboard, unfolded it and set it at the foot of the bed. It was a toilet seat, U shaped, on a frame, like disabled people might put over a normal toilet if they cannot sit on a low seat. Marg brought over the tripod and camera, setting it level with the seat, "first time she's laying an egg, better get it on camera." Lucy was scared of what she was seeing and hearing but all Lucy thought was to grit her teeth and do what the women told her to do. "sit on your nest little hen, it's time to lay an egg." Paula teased, as she led Lucy in front of the camera. Lucy shivered and straddled the seat on her tip toes, then sat. "Ooh!" her eyes bulged, her legs dangled. In the centre of the shot hung Lucy's cunt. The base of the dildo poked down about 3 inches below her clit, pulling cunt lips with it, the hose and pump dangling. From the base the flesh coloured shaft clearly widened, ballooning out, as it went up between her lips, and presumably beyond, stuck inside her. The magic of the chair, which Paula and Marg had witnessed before, was simple, the same as a toilet. Any pussy and asshole hanging through the seat were automatically spread, and most importantly they hung, relaxed. Thus allowing a stretched hole to open as wide as it possibly could. Lucy sat in the chair, feeling it's effect, plus the weight of gravity and her own weight pushing the round dildo down and out. She could feel immense pressure at her hole, making her pussy bulge out as it hung there. Rising and falling ever so slightly, in time with her breath. Lucy knew what she had to do, she wanted this thing out of her, she began to push. It hurt. The dildo inched downward, with each effort, stretching her more as it went. Lucy started to realise how much bigger her vagina must be up inside. She felt constipated, like she was squeezing out a big shit. Except it was her vagina and much bigger. She kept her anus clenched, she didn't want any surprises popping out by accident. As she squeezed and squeezed Lucy began to wonder if this was how childbirth felt. Lucy pushed, her upper body tense as her muscled sqeezed down, the entrance to her pussy felt stretched beyond belief. She looked down, the dildo had progressed, her cunt lips were taught around the bulge, approaching the size of an NLF ball. Her whole vagina hung lower than it should. "NNG FUCK," she pushed hard, watching, it protruded another inch, but snuck back up when she relaxed. Again and again she tried, but she just could not push it any further. "I can't," she conceded finally, her face red with effort. She sat there and began to cry. "Don't cry little hen, I've got just the thing that will help. Some gravity!" said Paula with too much enthusiasm. "Marg, do you have the hook that goes on this?" Paula left the room. Marg walked over and squatted in front of Lucy's pussy, gently the began to unscrew the hose and hand pump from the base of the dildo. The valve in the base kept the dildo firm. In Marg's other hand Lucy saw a little silver hook, with the same screw on end as the pump, she felt Marg gently screw the hook onto the base of the dildo. When Paula returned she was carrying a bucket and a jug of water. "Ok little hen, since this is your first time, this should help get the egg out." Paula explained as she hung the bucket, by the handle, on Lucy's hook. Standing aside so the camera could see, Marg began to pour water between Lucy's legs, letting it stream over her clit and lips and splash into the bucket. It began to fill. Like a steam train departing the station, the dildo began to chug downwards, paying no heed to Lucy's vaginal muscles. Lucy looked down, her mouth agape in a silent scream as it emerged, bit by bit. The tension. Lucy's entire being was focussed on the lips of her once tight little friend. She was shocked, in awe, no longer feeling the pain. Her sacred entrance was now the girth of a coke bottle. When would it end? She felt so wide, so stretched, beyond belief. When would it pass? The dildo was not moving. Lucy looked. The bucket had hit the ground. Stopped. Lucy screamed, long and loud. Frantic she grabbed the dildo and yanked it out. With a slip and a splash, it dropped into the bucket. Lucy sat in the seat shaking as she stared at the thing that had come out of her. It was fat. The camera captured a different angle. Hanging on screen was a hole, swollen flaps hanging agape, about the width of a dainty wrist and an angry red. Her pretty pussy would never feel the same again. Loosening Lucy "I love you too," she corrected herself, then hung up. "Please don't film me," Lucy begged. She couldn't let them capture what they would do to her on film. "I think you're a bit late for that," said Paula, "you're already a porn star." Lucy was confused. "Oh you didn't notice the camera in the shower?" added Paula. Lucy really began to worry. "Don't worry dear, we got all of it. Would you like to see?" Marg said She left the room and came back with the digital camera. She played their home movie on the small screen of the camera; Lucy could clearly make out herself being well and truly fucked by the two lesbians. "Look at yourself, you're such a slut. Listen to the noises you're making" said Paula. Lucy could hear herself moaning and grunting as she watched herself being fisted by Marg. "I wonder how the girls at work would react if they saw this?" she added. "Please you can't show this to anyone," Lucy began to sob. "Don't worry little pig; no one has to see this, or any of the other movies we make, as long as you remain our little fuck pig." Paula assured her. Lucy didn't know what to think. Did this mean things would continue? "Listen bitch, it's time to decide, these are your options: either you continue to be our little slut, or Paula hands over the documentation of your little scheme and we send a copy of this video to the office, your parents, your boyfriend and anyone else we can think of." Said Marg, laying it out plain and simple. "You know where the door is if you fancy some time in the slammer, otherwise kneel on the bed and spread your legs." Lucy was crying by now, how could she possibly decide either way. But in reality the choice was simple, she could continue her life as normal if she subjected herself to bouts of rape by these two lesbians, or she could go to jail and have the rest of her life ruined. She moved into the middle of the bed and presented herself, ass up and knees apart. "Wise decision piggy. You never know, you might even learn to enjoy it." Said Paula. Despite her earlier orgasm, Lucy seriously doubted she would enjoy any of their activities. Lucy had her face down in the mattress and could feel people moving about on the bed, she tried to relax but all she could think about was that sinister looking dildo Paula had. "Head up little pig, I have a present for you," said Paula. Lucy looked up and there it was, the big black dildo harnessed to Paula's crotch as a strap-on. "You better get sucking piggy, this is going to need a lot of saliva to slide up your ass." Lucy just stared at it, terrified of what it would do to her asshole. "You better hurry honey; you've got thirty seconds before I shove it in there wet or dry." Lucy knew she had no choice. She stretched her mouth around the head and began to suck. After a few strokes taking it as deep as she could, she pulled off and saw that her saliva only went half way down. She spat on it and used her hand to spread it down, wanking the dildo like she would a real cock. She put her mouth back to work on the top half, letting saliva run out of her mouth and pushing it down with her pumping hand. Getting it as wet as she could. Next she felt Paula pull her off by her hair, get up and move round behind her as Marg took Paula's place in front of her, legs spread. "Now little piggy, since Marg gave you such a wonderful orgasm in the shower, I think it's only fair you return the favour, and to give you some encouragement, I'm going to fuck your ass until you make her cum." Again Lucy stared in shock at the wet pink pussy in front of her. She was brought back to her senses when she felt Paula grasp her hips in her big hands and she felt the head of the dildo slide between her ass cheeks and rest against the entrance to her anus. The next thing she knew, Lucy was screaming into Marg's pussy as she felt her ass being split by the giant dick sliding in. After a few short strokes, Lucy was licking Marg like a pro; she just wanted this reaming to end. A minute later Lucy was sucking on Marg's clit and Paula was sliding almost all of the dildo in and out of Lucy's little round bottom. In Paula's eyes the sight was obscenely sexual, Lucy's little white butt was being spread so much by the cock, that even without holding her cheeks apart Paula could see the pink skin of her anus being stretched around the massive black invader. Paula couldn't believe how much Lucy was taking up her ass; usually it took hours of anal play before a girl could take this much. By now Lucy's ass had relaxed and stretched to accommodate the girth of the dildo, and the pain had subsided considerably and as Lucy lapped away at Marg's pussy, she began to feel that familiar tingling warmth down below. Lucy didn't know what to think, she just been brutally raped, in fact she still was, yet some how her body was finding pleasure in this. She refused to accept it, "it still hurts damnit!" she thought, and she tried to ignore the feeling. But just like in the shower, before she knew it, her hips were pumping in time with Paula's thrusting and she was breathing heavily trying not to moan into Marg's pussy. Her body kept betraying her and as pleasure kept rising Lucy could not contain her moans and her hips pumped back harder against the cock in her ass. "Don't be afraid you little slut, we can both see you're enjoying this." Marg said and grasped the back of Lucy's head and began grinding her cunt hard against Lucy's face, with little regard for where Lucy was trying to lick. With this, Paula increased the tempo of her thrusting driving Lucy closer and closer to orgasm. Finally Marg yelled out, "Yes! I'm cumming!" She held Lucy's face to her pussy as it began to spasm and squirt. As if on queue Paula thrust the dildo all the way into Lucy forcing her to take every last inch. There was a brief silence before Lucy's back arched and she began to scream as an insanely hard orgasm wracked her body. As Lucy lay shuddering on the bed, Paula managed to unclasp the dildo from the harness leaving it buried in Lucy's ass, only the base sticking out. Once Lucy had relaxed Paula spoke. "Okay you little butt-slut, you can go home if you can get your own fist in your pussy with that dildo still in your ass." At last Lucy knew what she had to do to go home, she rolled onto her back and bent her knees, legs apart. Her pussy was sopping after her orgasm and with her recent fisting she found that three fingers slid in easily. She added the fourth and her thumb and began to gently pump in and out. As she looked down she saw Marg take the camcorder off the tripod and bring it over to film up close. As Lucy pumped away she slid a little more in each time, but again when she got to her knuckles she met much greater resistance as the dildo in her ass left less room in her pussy. She kept pushing, using her other hand to help. And just as she felt her knuckles slide between her inner lips, she tucked her knees towards her chest and let out a groan as her whole hand slipped up inside. She felt so full and realised it was not at all unpleasant. It would not take much for her to make herself cum, but she was exhausted and looked down expectantly at Marg and Paula who where closely watching and filming her filled holes, what a sight it must've been. "Well done little fuck pig, I hope you've proved to yourself how much of a slut you can be. You've certainly shown us." Paula said, "Now pull your fist out and pull out that dildo, we have one last little test for you." Lucy slowly pulled both out, one at a time. She was exasperated; surely they could not ask more of her. As she lay on her back, legs still spread, with the camera still trained on her holes, Paula procured a pen, a simple biro. Lucy watched intently as Paula put the pen up inside Lucy's pussy, but to Lucy's horror she could not feel anything, only the cool air of the room. "Okay Lucy, I want you to squeeze the pen." Lucy began to contract her vaginal muscles. She squeezed harder and harder, but no matter how hard she tried she could not close her vagina onto the pen. There were silent tears streaming down Lucy's face, far worse than anything else she'd been through today was the ultimate humiliation and horror that she could no longer close her ruined pussy. "Well it looks like you really are our slutty little fuck pig" Paula said with an evil grin. "You and your boyfriend are invited for dinner tomorrow night." Lucy was still crying when she got in her car, all she could think was would her boyfriend still want her? She knew she couldn't make love to him with her pussy like this.