13 comments/ 115521 views/ 20 favorites Playtime for Angela By: PJ296 "Are they here yet!?" "Not yet my sweet, you have to be patient Beth." "I'm sorry Annie," said Beth, jumping up from the settee where she was sitting. "I just can't wait to play with her." "You have nothing to apologise for my sweet," said Annie, who stood at the side of the large front window, watching the long gravel driveway. Her dark eyes took in every inch of the garden, not even missing the birds, or the cat that hid in the bushes, watching them hungrily. Beth moved over to the window, standing behind Annie. She slipped her arms around Annie's waist and pressed her body against Annie's. Beth kissed Annie's neck under her short dark brown hair. "Mmmm!" Was Annie's response, leaning her tall athletic body against Beth's, loving the way her firm breasts, her erect nipples, pressed into her back. She kissed her neck again, her tongue lightly brushing against Annie's smooth skin. Beth's hand moved slowly, softly over Annie's flat, hard stomach, reaching for her groin. Her fingers found Annie's clitoris through the material of her trousers and began pressing down on it, gently rubbing it. "No my sweet," said Annie, her hands gripped Beth's, squeezing them gently, affectionately, stopping Beth from going any further. "Not now, I need to concentrate. So do you." "I want to play," said Beth, nuzzling Annie's neck. "I want to play with you!" "I know my sweet, And I want to play with you, but they'll be here soon. You want to help her, don't you?"" said Annie, forcing herself to concentrate, forcing herself to fight her desires. "Yes Annie, I like to help other women." said Beth, continuing to kiss and nibble at Annie's neck. "But whe we get home I'm going to play with you. Make my Annie scream!" Annie blushed, her face turning a bright shade of scarlet, amazed that Beth could make her blush like a giddy schoolgirl. "They're here my sweet," said Annie, as a large silver Mercedes pulled into the drive. "Get yourself ready. Do you remember what you're supposed to do?" "Put the rag over her mouth and keep it there until she falls asleep," replied Beth pleased with herself and starting to dance around the living room in excitement. Annie watched the exuberant Beth as she failed to contain her excitement. Her eyes softened, as they always do when she looks at Beth. It still amazed Annie, that after all she'd seen, experienced, all she'd done, that she had found someone as wonderful as Beth. Every time she looked at her, it felt like she was falling in love all over again. She shook herself out of her reverie. "Come on now my sweet, get yourself ready," said Annie, as she moved towards the door leading to the hall. Beth went to a black sports bag in front of the fireplace. She took a bottle and a rag from it. Soaking the rag with the clear liquid, being careful not to put it anywhere near her face, she put the bottle back in the bag, then went to stand near the door next to Annie. "Quiet now," whispered Annie. "Sshh!" Beth put her finger over her lips, then bit her bottom lip to stop herself from giggling. Angela Morris looked at her husband Thomas, who drove the car into their driveway, concern plastered over her face. After 27 years of marriage to Thomas, she was used to his ways, his good points (which are very few) and his bad points ( which seem many), but his latest stunt! That was his worst! Stealing the savings, the investments and pensions of all those people! In all the years she'd known him, all those get rich quick schemes, this couldn't be beaten. She'd put up with his affairs, which better be a thing of the past, if he new what was good for him. Staying loyal, standing by him, through thick and thin. Looking back, it seemed more thick than thin. Divorce had never been an option, she'd been brought up to believe a woman's duty was to be faithful to her husband. Love, honour and obey, but a small part of her was beginning to wonder? "Not long now Angela," said Thomas cheerfully. "Soon we'll be living the good life in the sun." "It doesn't seem right Thomas," said Angela, doubt filling her heart. "All those people who've lost their savings, their pensions gone." "Only the strong survive," replied Thomas, no sympathy in his voice. "The weak don't deserve our sympathy." "Why can't we go together?" Asked Angela, brushing her auburn hair out of her eyes. Concern showed on her face. "It's best if we go separately so as to avoid suspicion," said Thomas. "Don't worry about it Angela, just think of the fun we're going to have." As soon as they entered the house and locked the front door, as they walked down the hall towards the kitchen, they struck. All Angela saw was someone dressed in black suddenly appear and attack Thomas. Thomas screamed in pain as fists and feet struck him. Before Angela could say or do anything, an arm circled her neck and a cloth quickly covered her mouth. A sweet smell filled her nostrils and the world seemed to spin as darkness slowly descended on her brain. Someone was giggling, excitedly in her ear. "Time to sleep!" A feminine voice whispered. As she fell unconscious, she saw Thomas crumpling to the floor, cries of pain spilling from his mouth. Then darkness fell on her. Angela came to, a bit at a time, darkness still seemed to fill her mind. She moaned as consciousness slowly came back to her. "She's waking up!" An excited female voice sang out. "That's good my sweet," said another more harsher female voice. "You'll soon be able to play." Angela's vision was blurred, all she could see was vague shapes. Slowly though, her vision cleared and she got a good look at the two people who stood over her. She tried to move her arms, but they were tied to the brass headboard with some of her nylons. Trying to move her legs ended in failure. Each ankle was held in place by one of her nylons to. Then realisation came to her. She was naked, spread eagled on her bed, tied down, helpless. Sitting on the edge of the bed smiling down at her, was possibly one of the most beautiful women Angela had ever seen. She looked to be in her twenties, possibly mid-twenties at most. Long blonde hair framed a perfectly formed face. A round bright face, with natural sensuous lips, that some of her friends had payed a lot of money for. Her blue eyes sparkled with life, seeming to brighten up her pretty face. The jeans and pink blouse did nothing to hide her shapely 5'5" body.She looked to be in her twenties, possibly mid-twenties at most. Long blonde hair framed a perfectly formed face. A round bright face, with natural sensuous lips, that some of her friends had payed a lot of money for. Her blue eyes sparkled with life, seeming to brighten up her pretty face. The jeans and pink blouse did nothing to hide her shapely 5'5" body. There was something about the blonde woman that Angela couldn't put her finger on. Some cruel people would say she was retarded, but that wasn't it. There was a childlike innocence about her, but there seemed to be something else behind her eyes that she could quite grasp. By the window, leaning back against the wall, was the second woman. She was much taller than the blonde woman, about 5'10" and was slender, her black trousers showing off the long length of her legs. Her short dark brown hair highlighted a sharp featured face. Was her nose a little too big? Maybe. Was her mouth a little too wide? Could be. But they didn't take anything away from her beauty. Where the blonde haired woman's complexion was fair, the dark haired woman's complexion was a natural olive. Her age was hard to read, she could have been in her thirties or early forties, the harsh lines of her face made her age hard to figure out. There was a cold-blooded look in her eyes that frightened Angela. She had never seen eyes filled with such hate and violence before. "Let us go!" Shouted Thomas with a mixture of rage and fear. Angela couldn't see him hog-tied on the floor, in front of the bed. On his hands and knees, his naked backside up in the air, trussed up securely with ropes. "You can't do this to us!" "Quiet!" Hissed the dark haired woman. "I don't like your husband." Whispered the blonde woman, leaning forward and placing her hand on Angela's bare arm. "But I like you. You're nice." "Wh...what do you want?" Asked Angela, feelingly self-conscious of her nudity. "I'm going to play with you!" Giggled the blonde woman. "Play!?" Angela was confused, afraid, she had no idea what she meant. "We're going to have so much fun," said the blonde woman. Her fingers began to move up her arm, softly onto her shoulder, up her neck. Angela jerked, trying to get away from her touch, but there was nothing she could do. "You're so pretty. You have a beautiful body for a woman of your age." "Please leave me alone!" Pleaded Angela, revolted at the woman's touch, but confused at the not unpleasant tickling sensation as the woman's fingers moved gently over her body. "Get off me! Please!" "Ssshhh!" She whispered, continuing to run her fingers softly over Angela's body, tracing the valley between her breasts, down to her flat stomach. "Relax, I won't hurt you!" "Nnnooo!" Screamed Angela, as she fought her bonds and the tingling in her stomach caused by those soft fingers. "Leave me alone! Don't touch me!" "Leave her alone! You freaks" Shouted Thomas. Unable to see Angela on the bed, but able to hear her protests. "Beth?" asked the dark haired woman. "Yes Annie?" Beth turned her head to look at Annie, while continuing to stroke Angela's stomach. "Did you remember to bring the bag up with you?" Asked Annie. Beth, her face screwed up in deep concentration, her tongue sticking out of the corner of her mouth as she looked around the bedroom. "I left it downstairs. Sorry Annie." The harsh lines on Annie's face softened, her eyes seemed to grow tender and a smile appeared on her face. She almost looked like a completely different woman. "No need to apologise my sweet. Why don't you run downstairs and get it!?" Beth's face broke out in a big smile, making her more beautiful than she already was. She jumped off the bed and ran to the bedroom door. Stopping in her tracks, she turned around and ran to Annie by the window, throwing her arms around her waist. Angela could see Annie's face from her position on the bed. It was plain from her expression how much she loved Beth, all the hate and violence vanished from her eyes. There was so much tenderness in them now as she looked at Beth, it was in stark contrast to the gaze she had given Thomas and herself. Beth kissed Annie on the lips, a slow gentle kiss, a caress of lips on lips. There tongues met, entwined, embracing each other. Thomas watched them kiss from his vantage point on the floor, his mouth wide open with shock. He could feel himself getting aroused, his cock starting to get hard. Angela watched from the bed, disgusted at the sight of these two women, locked in a passionate kiss. To her horror, she was strangely turned on at what she was seeing. "Go on," said Annie, unlocking her lips from Beth's and slapping her playfully on her bottom. "Go and get the bag." Beth giggled and ran to the door. Stopping in the doorway she turned her head, looking directly at Angela, and said, "don't go anywhere!" She giggled again and ran downstairs. "Look," said Thomas, terrified. "I'll give you money if you just let us go. We won't tell the police." "Oh you won't be telling anyone, once we're finished with you!" Replied Annie, a cruel grin on her face. "Money!? What money!? We took care of that! We found all the money you stole and returned it to it's rightful owners." "How!?" Asked a shocked Thomas. "That's impossible!" "People look at my Beth and don't take her seriously, they think she's stupid, slow, but there's so much more to her. She isn't clever in some respects, but when it comes to computers, she's a genius! There's nothing she can't do with a computer. It was quite easy for her to find where you hid the money and to take it back." "Bitch!" Screamed Thomas. Annie laughed, she sounded genuinely happy at Thomas' reaction. Then she turned her fierce gaze on Angela. "Aaahhh!" Cried out Angela as Annie grabbed a handful of Angela's hair and yanked her head to one side. "My Beth is the most precious thing in my life. I love her dearly and will do anything to make her happy. I will hurt anyone who even upsets her." Hissed Annie, yanking on Angela's hair again to emphasise her point. "You will do whatever she tells you to do. Don't worry, you'll enjoy yourself. My Beth has me screaming every single time. If you don't do as exactly as she says, I'll be the one playing with you! And I'll have you screaming for an entirely different reason! Do you understand?" "Y...yes!" Replied a terrified Angela. "Good girl!" Said Annie, a smile on her face, but not in her eyes. She stroked Angela's head, smoothing down her hair she'd been holding it. "Don't worry, you're going to have a great time!""Good girl!" Said Annie, a smile on her face, but not in her eyes. She stroked Angela's head, smoothing down her hair she'd been holding it. "Don't worry, you're going to have a great time!" "But I couldn't," said a nervous Angela. "Not with her. She's...." "Unique!" Said Annie, interrupting Angela, as she stood up from the bed. "That's the word I think you were looking for!? It better be!" Annie's face grew cold and cruelty invaded her eyes. "There are times she's not the brightest, she knows that herself, but she's still a woman. An amazing woman!" "Found it," said Beth, excitedly, as she skipped into the bedroom carrying the black sports bag. "Good," said Annie, while walking over to stand at the side of the window again. Beth's face was flushed with excitement as she put the bag down at the foot of the bed. "Time to play!" Said Beth, a huge grin on her face. Beth started to strip in front of a shocked Angela and a fascinated Thomas. She took off her dark blue jacket and dropped it on the floor. Picking up Thomas' jacket from the floor, she threw it over his head, blinding him to what was about to happen. "No show for you!" Said a giggling Beth. Annie laughed as she settled back against the wall near the window. She always enjoyed watching Beth, no matter what she did. Beth kicked off her trainers, then started pulling off her socks, hopping on one leg and giggling while she took them off. Angela watched with a mixture of fear and wide eyed fascination as she watched Beth start to unbutton her pink blouse. There was a subtle smile on Beth's face as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a white lace bra underneath. She slipped it off and dropped it on the floor. Angela couldn't help but admire the top half of Beth's body. Beth's breasts were not small, but not too large, just a nice, perfect firm handful. Her waist was slim, but not skinny, she looked like a healthy young woman. Beth unfastened her jeans and slipped them down her long legs, pulling them off. All the while never taking her eyes off Angela. She hooked her fingers into her white lace trimmed knickers and slid them down her legs and dropped them on top of her pile of clothes. She stood before Angela, naked. Angela couldn't take her eyes off Beth's shaved vagina, nothing was left to her imagination. It was like she was hypnotised by Beth's hidden valley. Beth's body wasn't skin and bones, she had curves in all the right places. She was a great example of what a healthy, attractive woman should look like. She knelt on the bed, between Angela's legs, biting her bottom lip, trying to contain her excitement. On hands and knees, Beth moved up the bed, crawling over Angela, warm skin brushing against warm skin. Beth lay half on Angela, her sweet scent invading her nostrils. Her firm breasts pressed against Angela's side, her leg lay across Angela's leg. Angela could feel every wet fold of Beth's vagina pressed against her hip. She could feel her face flush bright red. It felt strange, unreal, to have a woman, her sex rubbing against her. Angela prayed that this was a nightmare and that she would wake up soon. Beth's fingers touched Angela's cheek and began to trace the outline of Angela's face, moving gently over her forehead, her cheeks and her lips. Angela shivered, moving her head, trying to get away, but Beth's fingers followed, keeping their contact with Angela's face.Beth's fingers touched Angela's cheek and began to trace the outline of Angela's face, moving gently over her forehead, her cheeks and her lips. Angela shivered, moving her head, trying to get away, but Beth's fingers followed, keeping their contact with Angela's face. "N...no!" Whimpered Angela. "Ssshhh!" Beth smiled, continuing to stroke Angela's face. "Don't worry, you're going to enjoy playing with me." "Angela!?" Shouted Thomas, trying to remove the jacket covering his head by moving his head from side to side, but failing. "Leave her alone you freaks!" Annie walked over to him and kicked him hard in his side. "Aaaaahhhh!" Thomas cried out in pain. "Quiet!" Hissed Annie. "He's not a nice person," said Beth, continuing to caress Angela's face. "But you are." Beth moved to kiss Angela on the lips, but only caught her cheek as Angela moved her head to avoid Beth's kiss. That didn't deter Beth, she just started to kiss Angela's cheek, moving up Angela's face with her lips, kissing her eyelids. She held Angela's chin firmly, moving her head so she could kiss Angela's other cheek, moving down slowly until she reached her lips. Angela trembled, her heart beating faster as Beth's lips hovered inches above her own. Then Beth kissed her on the lips, lightly brushing Angela's lips with her own. "There, that wasn't so bad!" Said Beth. Beth kissed her again, lingering a little bit longer. Then again, longer this time, flicking her tongue out to caress Angela's lips. As hard as she tried, Angela couldn't help but respond to Beth's kisses. She'd never kissed another woman before, except the peck on the cheek with friends. Nothing like this, lips on lips. Angela was disgusted with herself, she offered no resistance when Beth parted her lips gently with her tongue and slipped it into her mouth. Angela couldn't control herself, couldn't do anything but respond. Her tongue met Beth's, embracing it, eagerly accepting Beth's probing tongue. She wanted to stop, pull away, tell Beth to leave her alone, but this wonderful kiss was hard to resist. Beth had moved her body, so her legs were straddling Angela's thigh. She could feel Beth's sex, every wet inch of her labia as Beth ground it against Angela's thigh and Beth's own thigh rubbing against Angela's sex. Angela's eyes bulged open wide, it felt like her eyes would pop out with shock. Beth's tongue filling her mouth turned her protests to muffled moans. How long they kissed, Angela couldn't say, it could have been minutes or hours, it was hard to measure how long had passed. All Angela knew was that, as disgusted as she felt, she couldn't stop herself, she didn't want it to stop. When Beth started to pull away, Angela strained her neck, trying to keep her lips locked onto Beth's. She moved onto Angela's neck, tracing the elegant outline of her neck with her lips and tongue. Angela shuddered, as Beth's tongue and lips brushed lightly over her skin, moving slowly down to the valley between her breasts. Beth's tongue moved from breast to breast, massaging the firm flesh of Angela's breasts, moving softly around the areolae. She could feel her nipples harden, against her will. "Oh God!" Exclaimed Angela as a tingling sensation moved through her body. "Angela, what's going on!? Are you all right!?" Shouted a panicking Thomas. "Quiet!" Snapped Annie. "Your wife is doing a lot better than you." Playtime for Angela "Oooohhhh!" Gasped Angela, as Beth's tongue moved down her stomach, It felt like someone was tickling her, it caused her body to twitch as Beth's warm wet tongue slid over her abdomen. Angela's legs jerked, straining at their bonds, as Beth's moved from thigh to thigh, kissing and tickling them with her tongue. Beth was now kneeling between Angela's legs, tasting the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs. "NO! PLEASE NO!" Screamed Angela. This wasn't right, she was straight, she didn't want this, it was disgusting. But there was something deep inside her that liked what Beth was doing to her. "Angela!? Angela!?" Thomas yelled. "Leave her alone you freaks!" "I told you to keep quiet," snarled Annie. Annie walked over to the foot of the bed and reached into the black sports bag. She pulled out a black riding crop. Thomas would have been begging Annie not to hurt him, if he could see, "Leave her alone you bitches!" Screamed Thomas, unaware of Annie walking behind him. He couldn't see her standing to one side of him while he screamed curses at Annie and Beth. Annie raised her right arm, to the back of her head, then swung down. With all her strength, she brought the riding crop down on Thomas' arse. It cracked hard, snapping against his flesh, leaving a red weal behind on his bottom. "AAAAAAHHHH!" Screamed Thomas as pain erupted on his bottom. The riding crop connected again, wringing a scream from Thomas' throat again, then a third time, followed closely by a scream of pain from Thomas' lips. "What's going on!?" Gasped Angela, concern for her husband fighting the growing pleasure inside her. "Keep quiet or there'll be more of that," hissed Annie. "What are you doing to him!?" Asked Angela, trying to ignore Beth's lips and tongue massaging her inner thighs. "Nothing my dear," replied Annie. "Just teaching your husband to keep quiet and not disturb your fun." "Please don't hurt him!" Gasped a breathless Angela. "I'll do anything you want, just don't hurt him!" "That's good to hear," said a pleased Annie. Beth was kissing her way closer to Angela's vagina, closer to her goal. Angela shuddered. Her heart started to race, her breathing grow faster. She could feel the muscles, all over her body stiffen. She couldn't believe what was happening to her, Angela had never experienced anything like this before, never kisses, or attention like this.Beth was kissing her way closer to Angela's vagina, closer to her goal. Angela shuddered. Her heart started to race, her breathing grow faster. She could feel the muscles, all over her body stiffen. She couldn't believe what was happening to her, Angela had never experienced anything like this before, never kisses, or attention like this.Beth was kissing her way closer to Angela's vagina, closer to her goal. Angela shuddered. Her heart started to race, her breathing grow faster. She could feel the muscles, all over her body stiffen. She couldn't believe what was happening to her, Angela had never experienced anything like this before, never kisses, or attention like this. "Oh God!" Angela shouted, as Beth's tongue took its first taste of her vagina. It traced the outline of her labia, moving up to her clitoris. Angela lay there, bound and at the mercy of Beth's tongue, her mouth opened wide in shock, Her breathing grew even heavier, almost as if she was fighting for breath. Angela could feel her breasts enlarge, her nipples harden even more. She could feel her labia flatten, and open, her vagina lengthen and widen. Her genital area felt warm, pleasurable Beth's tongue was flicking her clitoris, which had stopped swelling and was starting to retract.It traced the outline of her labia, moving up to her clitoris. Angela lay there, bound and at the mercy of Beth's tongue, her mouth opened wide in shock, Her breathing grew even heavier, almost as if she was fighting for breath. Angela could feel her breasts enlarge, her nipples harden even more. She could feel her labia flatten, and open, her vagina lengthen and widen. Her genital area felt warm, pleasurable Beth's tongue was flicking her clitoris, which had stopped swelling and was starting to retract. Angela could feel her juices start to flow, soaking into the bed covers, covering Beth's mouth which was locked onto her clitoris. She could feel her orgasm building, the tingling in her body increase in intensity, her body was shaking. This was an orgasm, something that Thomas had never been able to give her. Her muscles tightened, as her moans began to increase in volume. It felt like she was going to pee as her juices run. Beth's tongue was alternating from licking her clitoris gently, to licking it hard and fast. She reared up, straining at her bonds, her toes curled up, her legs shook and would have clamped shut if they weren't tied down. "Aaaahhhh!" She screamed as an orgasm ripped through her body. "Oh God! Oooohhhh! Aaaaahhh!" She held her breath as she came, while Beth continued to lick her soaking wet pussy. Her eyes were closed, nothing mattererd, she didn't care that this was wrong. Relief and satisfaction fell over her when her orgasm subsided. Angela assumed that once she had cum, her ordeal would be over, but Beth wasn't stopping, she continued to lick Angela's wet pussy. "Oh God!" Cried Angela, as yet another orgasm tore through her body. Angela's mind seemed to spin inside her head, as her orgasms took over her body. She pulled at her bonds and arched her back, writhing on the bed as Beth's tongue explored her soaking wet vagina. The bed sheets were now soaking and staining the mattress underneath. Thomas, bound and unable to see, listened to his wife's screams of pleasure. In all their years of marriage, Thomas had never heard Angela scream like that when they were making love. He had never heard any woman make noises like that. The temptation to say something was strong, but fear kept him quiet. How long did Beth caress her vagina with her tongue!? Angela couldn't say. Time seemed to stop, stand still. She couldn't say how long had passed, she didn't care. "Please stop!" Begged Angela, as she struggled with the almost painful sensation in her now sensitive clitoris. "I can't take any more! Please stop!" "She does the same to me," said Annie, a smirk on her face. "Makes me beg her to stop." Beth continued her assault on Angela's clitoris with her expert tongue, until one more orgasm ripped through her body. She screamed with pleasure as her sweat soaked body shook with ecstasy. Angela felt a mixture of relief and disappointment, as she felt Beth's tongue leave her wet, pleasure soaked vagina. "My turn!" Said Beth, her mouth covered in Angela's juices. Angela could only watch, fascinated, terrified, as Beth moved up the bed, crawling over her, her warm skin touching Angela's sweat stained skin. Beth knelt astride Angela's head, her legs partly on her shoulders amd a knee either side of Angela's head. Angela had a perfect view of Beth's vagina, which was directly over Angela's trembling mouth, her clitoris was pointed at her mouth. "Go on, just taste it. You'll be surprised how much you'll enjoy it." said Beth, stroking Angela's head soothingly at the same time. "I...I..." Began Angela, but she couldn't get the words out. "Go on!" Beth said again, her hand still gently caressing her head, her fingers running through Angela's auburn hair. She couldn't! She had never done anything like this before, but it was so inviting, so tempting, perched just above her mouth. Nervously she licked her lips, starring at Beth's vagina, hypnotised. "It's okay," said Beth sweetly, soothingly. Just a taste, thought Angela. A taste couldn't hurt. Her lips trembling with fear, she had to be honest, also with excitement. She reached out with her tongue and flicked Beth's clitoris, tasting her musky scent. "Oh God!" Gasped Angela, breathing heavily. "It's okay," said Beth soothingly, reassuringly. "Go on, you can do it." She couldn't, Angela thought to herself. But could she!? Was it possible!? Could she be a....! She couldn't even think the word, let alone say it. "It's okay," whispered Beth. Maybe she could, she thought. Maybe she could. Angela reached out with her tongue again, tracing Beth's labia, moving up to her clit. "Oh!" Gasped Beth. "That's it! I new you could." Angela would never have believed she could do something like this. She only sucked Thomas' cock a handful of times and hadn't liked it that much. But this seemed different. Better!? She moved her tongue gently over Beth's sex, loving the taste of her juices, tickling her clit. Sucking the hard nub into her mouth. Her eyes closed as Angela lost herself in deep concentration, as she played with Beth's clit. Suddenly she would speed up, pressing against her clit, licking it hard, then just as suddenly slowing down. Beth placed her hands on the bedroom wall, bracing herself, as she lost herself to the orgasm that was spinning uncontrollably through her body. "Oh Annie!" She gasped excitedly. "Oh Annie! She's a natural! I new she would be!" Annie smiled, as she rubbed her moist sex through her trousers. The sight of Beth naked, enjoying herself, always excited her, always made her wet. Just seeing Beth happy, made Annie happy. But just being with Beth made her happy. Everyday she couldn't beleve how lucky she was to spend her life with Beth. Thomas was full of a mixture of emotions. The noises that Angela and Beth were making were turning him on, but he was also terrified. The beating he'd received, still hurt, both physically and mentally. To be so easily overpowered by a woman embarrassed him. He wanted to say something, but he didn't want Annie to hit him again. Angela was lost, nothing else existed there was nobody else in the world but Beth and her. She didn't want this to stop. Her tongue was flicking Beth's sex, seeming to know automatically when to slow down and speed up. Beth's juices smeared Angela's face and slid into her mouth. She gulped it down greedily, she had never tasted anything so sweet in her life. Beth was close now, she could feel her orgasm building up inside her. She looked over her shoulder, her eyes locking on Annie's eyes. Seeing Annie playing with herself, aroused her even more. A smile lit up her face. She never got tired of looking at Annie, it thrilled her everytime. As her orgasm exploded in her body, she forced her eyes to remain open, keeping them glued on Annie's. Beth cried out, as the orgasm possessed her body. Once her orgasm was spent, Beth moved off Angela's face. Angela tried following Beth's soaking wet vagina with her tongue.Once her orgasm was spent, Beth moved off Angela's face. Angela tried following Beth's soaking wet vagina with her tongue. "No!" Cried out Angela, embarrassed and ashamed with herself for what she had just done and that she didn't want it to stop. Beth moved herself so she lay on top of Angela. She kissed Angela's juice soaked lips softly, tasting her own sex in Angela's mouth. Angela responded, automatically, their tongues stroking each other, probing each others mouths. "What's going on!?" Shouted Thomas, finally building up the courage to speak. "Quiet!" Snapped Annie, moving quickly over to Thomas. "Ow!" Cried out Thomas, as the riding crop once again bit into the cheeks of his arse. After breaking off their kiss, Beth moved off the bed. Angela felt glad but disappointed that it was over. "Is it over now!?" Asked Angela, desire and disgust at war inside her. "Oh no!" Replied Beth, moving over to the bag she had brought. "I have one more thing to do!" "You're going to love this!" Said Annie as she moved back over to the window. Angela lay there, curious, excited, but also afraid about what Beth had instore for her next. Part of her couldn't wait, but a part of her wanted to run away and hide. Beth came back to the bed, carrying two items. One of these was a bottle of lube, which she placed on the bed between Angela's spread eagled legs. The other was something Angela couldn't quite make out, it was black, some kind of belt with two large black handles. No, not handles. "Oh God!" Cried out Angela on realisation of what Beth was carrying. "You're not going to use that on me are you!?" In Beth's hand was a strap-on. There were two black dildos, a large dildo and a smaller both ridged, life like. The larger one was abut eight inches long and seemed nearly as thick as Beth's wrist, the smaller one was about six inches long and not as thick. Angela watched, fascinated, terrified, as Beth took a bit of lube on her hand and began rubbing over it the small dildo. When she was finished, she spread her legs a little and place the head of the small dildo against her vagina. Then gently pushed it in, drawing a gasp of pleasure from Beth. With the small dildo inside Beth's vagina, that left the larger dildo pointing directly at Angela, like an accusing finger. More like an accusing arm, thought a frightened Angela. "Please no!" Cried Angela, as she struggled with her bonds, at the same time watching Beth fasten the straps around her waist With one coming from between her legs, between the cheeks of her arse, attaching it to the strap around her waist. "Nnnnooo!" "Don't worry," Said Annie. "It doesn't hurt. Quite the opposite!" "I'd never hurt you," said Beth. Taking the bottle of lube, she put some on her fingers, then dropped it on the bed. Crawling onto the bed, between Angela's legs. Angela could only watch mesmerised. Gently Beth began to rub the lube onto Angela's wet labia pushing the lube into Angela's too willingly vagina. Angela shuddered at the pleasurable sensation of Beth's lubed fingers inside her. Slowly Beth moved her fingers in and out of Angela's soaking wet sex. When she was satisfied that Angela was prepared properly, she withdrew her fingers and moved herself until she was lying on top of Angela.Slowly Beth moved her fingers in and out of Angela's soaking wet sex. When she was satisfied that Angela was prepared properly, she withdrew her fingers and moved herself until she was lying on top of Angela. "No! Please no!" Said Angela, but there was no conviction in her voice. Erect nipples rubbed against erect nipples. Beth's warm breath tickled Angela's neck. Beth raised her hips slightly as she positioned the thick head of the dildo against Angela's labia. Gently, slowly, Beth pushed the head of the dildo into Angela, stopping when a couple of inches was inside Angela's vagina. "Oh!" Gasped Angela, surprised that there was no pain. With as much consideration as she could muster, Beth slowly fucked Angela with the first two inches of the dildo, letting her get use to the size. When she thought Angela was ready, she pushed an extra inch into Angela's vagina. "Oh God!" Gasped Angela, as Beth slowly fucked her. One inch at a time, Beth increased how much of the dildo entered Angela. Until finally, every inch was inside Angela. Slowly at first, she fucked Angela, causing the small dildo to move inside her, drawing moans of pleasure from her mouth. Beth had her eyes closed and her tongue stuck out of the corner of her mouth, as if she was depp in concentration on her task. "Oooohhh! Aaaaahhhh!" Cried out Angela, as an orgasm ripped through her body, making her feel as if her body would be shaken apart. Beth wasn't stopping, she increased her thrusts, ramming the dildo deep into Angela as an orgasm took control of her own body. Harder and faster, Beth thrust the now soaking wet dildo into Angela's equally soaking wet vagina. Their orgasms seemed to collide, as both Beth and Angela shook with delight as their orgasms exploded at the same time. "Oh God! Oh God! Yyyyeeeeesssss!" Screamed Angela, now completely abandoning herself to the intense orgasms flooding her body. She didn't care any more if it was wrong. Surely, she thought to herself, this could never be wrong. Orgasm seemed to follow orgasm, for both women. Their juices flowed, mixing together, soaking the already wet bed sheets. Beth would ram the dildo into Angela, pounding her orgasm drenched vagina, thrusting it into her with all the strength her body possessed. Then she would suddenly slow down, gently pushing the dildo into Angela. Beth's own body, her own orgasms, letting her know when to speed up and when to slow down. Time eluded her, she had no idea how long had passed. She didn't care. All she cared about was Beth and the orgasms coursing through her body. Nothing else mattered, she didn't care about anything, just this moment. Angela was so lost in the moment, she didn't notice Annie walk over to the bed and untie her hands and ankles. She wasn't even aware of rapping her arms and legs around Beth, clinging to her. Terrified to let go, fearing it would end. Her screams of joy filled the room, filled the house. Surely the neighbours must hear her!? But she didn't care. Let them, let them all hear. She didn't care. Angela's hips propelled upwards, matching Beth thrust for thrust. Her hands moved down her sweat saoked back and gripped the firm cheeks of Beth's bottom, trying to add her own strength to Beth's. Trying to increase the pounding she was receiving. On and on it went, seeming to last forever. But finally Beth slowed, then stopped all together, giving Angela's sore vagina some relief from the pounding it had received. With the dildo still in Angela, they stayed locked in each others arms. They kissed passionately for several minutes, their mouths locked together.Angela's hips propelled upwards, matching Beth thrust for thrust. Her hands moved down her sweat saoked back and gripped the firm cheeks of Beth's bottom, trying to add her own strength to Beth's. Trying to increase the pounding she was receiving. On and on it went, seeming to last forever. But finally Beth slowed, then stopped all together, giving Angela's sore vagina some relief from the pounding it had received. With the dildo still in Angela, they stayed locked in each others arms. They kissed passionately for several minutes, their mouths locked together. Finally, Beth pulled away from Angela, breaking their embrace. Gently, she pulled the dildo from out of Angela. Angela tried to cling onto Beth, tried to pull her back down, but she didn't have the strength. Angela watched, through half closed eyes, as Beth unfastened the strap-on and slipped the small dildo slowly out of her wet vagina. She could see Beth's juices, glistening on her labia, on her inner thighs. "You best run and get a shower my sweet," said Annie. "Okay," replied a satisfied Beth. "Don't you want to play to?" "We'll play when we get home my sweet," said Annie, a smile on her face. "All night long. Just help me turn him around before you go." Careful not to let the jacket slip off his head, both women pulled and dragged Thomas until he was facing the flat screen TV and the DVD player on the stand by the door. "No!" Shouted a terrified Thomas. "Please leave me alone!" Then Beth picked up her clothes and trainers and left the room. She left singing, completely satisfied, happy. "Now to take care of you," snapped Annie, as soon as Beth had left, pulling the jacket off Thomas' head. "Please don't hurt me!" Begged Thomas. "Please don't," said Angela, sitting up on the bed, holding herself up with her hands behind her. "Oh, I'm not going to hurt him," said Annie, a cruel smile on her face. "You are!" "I wouldn't!" Said a confused Angela. "I couldn't!" Annie said nothing as she walked over to the bag they had brought with them. She reached in and pulled out a DVD disk. She then walked over to the TV and turned it on, then turned on the DVD player. She slipped the disk out of its case, then put it in the player. Angela and Thomas both watched, confused about what was going on. Annie turned and looked at Thomas, a wicked, knowing smile on her face. Playtime for Angela "You are going to be in big trouble!" Said Annie. Then she pressed play. A room appeared on the screen. An expensively furnished room, that had the look of a hotel room. Thomas thought it looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place it. The door opened and a blonde woman in her twenties entered. Oh God! Thomas thought to himself. It's Helen! Then Thomas new where he had seen the room before, he new who the next person in the room would be. Right behind her, Thomas entered the room. "Thomas!? What's going on!?" Asked Anglea, but she new what was going on. The same thing that seemed to have going for nearly their whole marriage. "I...I...!" Stammered a nervous Thomas, trying to think of some excuse, but his mind was blank."I...I...!" Stammered a nervous Thomas, trying to think of some excuse, but his mind was blank. They watched Thomas on the screen close the door, then immediately grab the woman in a passionate embrace. They moved quickly to the bed, pulling each others clothes off just as quickly. "Did you know he was planning to run off with her? That he was leaving you?" Asked Annie. "BASTARD!" Screamed a furious Angela. "YOU CHEATING BASTARD!" "Apparently not!" Smirked Annie. "Please turn it off!" Begged Thomas. "Oh please turn it off!" "But it's just getting to the interesting bit!" Said Annie, a sarcastic lilt in her voice. Angela wanted to look away, but her eyes were glued to the screen, like morbid fascination, as she watched her husband make love to another woman. She felt sick as she watched her husband on top of the blonde woman, a woman young enough to be their daughter, grunting and groaning as he fucked her. "After all I've put up with!" Said a devastated Angela. "All the crap, the lying , the cheating!" "Angela! I'm sorry!" Thomas said. "I'll never do it again! I promise!" "YOU PROMISE!" Screamed Angela. "HOW MANY TIMES HAVE YOU PROMISED!?" "Angela Please....." "NO!" Shouted Angela, pushing herself to her feet. She stood trembling with anger. "I gave up my career to look after the children, to look after the home!" Annie just stood and watched, smiling to herself. "This is the final straw!" Said Angela too calmly for Thomas' liking. "We're finally finished. No more." "Please Angela!" Begged Thomas, trying desperately to think of a way out of this. Angela walked towards Annie on shaking legs. She looked at Annie, fury in her eyes, then held out her hand. Annie smiled and handed her the riding crop. "Please turn it off." Asked Angela. "I've seen enough." Annie nodded and turned off the DVD, leaving the screen full of static. "Angela don't you dare!" Said a panicking Thomas. "Bastard!" Replied Angela, raising her arm at the same time. "AAAAAHHHHHH!" Screamed Thomas, as the riding crop connected with the cheeks of his arse. With more strength than she thought she had, Angela brought her arm up and down, in a blur of motion. The riding crop snapped against Thomas' now bright buttocks, leaving red welts in it's wake and wringing screams of agony from his mouth. Her face was a red mask of fury, as she beat his arse with no thought to be lenient. It seemed like 27 years of pent up anger had finally snapped. "I'm sick of your lies! Your cheating! Well, I won't put up with your bullshit any more!" Stormed Angela, bringing the riding crop down across the cheeks of his arse, as if to emphasise every word. "Please ow! Angela ow! Stop! No ow! More!" Begged Thomas, tears of pain streaming down his face. Beth came in as this was going on. She walked up slowly behind Annie and slipped her arm around Annie's Waist. Annie slid her arm around Beth's shoulders and pulled her close. Beth lay her head casually on Annie's shoulder and starred at the scene before her. With wide eyes she watched Angela beat her husband. This wasn't new to Beth, she'd seen Annie do this a number of times. Annie was very good at it, She'd watched Annie a number of times "punish people who deserve it" as Annie would say. She trusted Annie and new anyone hurt must deserve it and she could tell by looking at people whether they were good or bad. And the first time she had seen Thomas Morris she had disliked him immediately. Annie had been amazed by Beth's almost sixth sense of being able to look at someone and know immediately if she liked them or not, if they were a good person or bad. She had met, seen many people that she didn't like, that she thought deserved to be hurt, but Beth had said no and Annie would never go against Beth's wishes. She had never laid a finger on Beth in anger, never even raised her voice in anger against her, she found it hard to be angry at Beth at all and doing anything that Beth didn't want her to do was out of the question. "Do you think he's had enough Annie?" Asked Beth. "I think so my sweet," replied Annie. "That's enough Angela." Angela didn't hear, or didn't want to hear. She kept swinging the riding crop against Thomas' arse and Thomas kept screaming, a mixture of pain and begging for mercy. Annie disentangled herself from Beth and walked towards Angela. Annie caught hold of Angela's arm mid-swing, stopping it in it's track. Angela tried to move her arm, but couldn't break Annie's hold. She looked into Annie's eyes, cold fury meeting cold fury. "No!" Said Annie. Angela's tried to match Annie's stare, but looking into Annie's cold eyes sent a shiver down her spine. Her body started to relax and she stopped trying to get her arm free. Annie took the blood smeared riding crop from Angela's hand, then released her arm. Looking down at Thomas' bottom she smiled. It's once smooth cheeks were now a patch work of criss crossed welts, some of them leaking a small trickle of blood. "Nice work!" Said Annie. Annie walked to the bed and cleaned the riding crop before dropping it in the bag. She reached back into the bag and pulled out something that Angela couldn't quite make out. When Annie turned, what she saw made Angela gasp and take a step back. In Annie's hands was another strap-on, but nothing like the one Beth had used on her. This one only had one black dildo attached, This one was also made to look like a real cock, with all the veins and ridges of a real cock, but this dildo was far bigger than any cock that Angela had ever seen. It was at least 10 inches long and as thick as her wrist. "Annie's turn to play!" Squealed Beth. "Oh God No!" Gasped Angela, fear grabbed hold of her and she started to back away. "Please don't!" "Don't be silly!" Said a laughing Beth. "It's not for you!" Angela looked confused, but when Annie looked at Thomas with a wicked smile on her face, it suddenly dawned on her who it was intended for. A smile replaced the fear and confusion on Angela's face. If Thomas had been paying attention, he would have been more scared than he already was. But his eyes were shut tight and tears stained his face. He whimpered, crying and begging to be left alone. His body shook with his sobbing and pain still racked Thomas' arse. He prayed this nightmare was over and that he would wake up soon. "Let me do it!?" Asked a smiling Angela, holding out her hand. "Please!?" "Why not," replied Annie, not a hint of disappointment in her voice. "Could you help us put it on Beth?" Beth immediately joined Annie, grinning from ear to ear and helped Annie in fastening the strap-on around Angela's waist. When they had finished, they stood back to admire their handiwork. Angela felt a little uncomfortable with the weight of the large dildo attached to her waist. It felt like the weight around her waist would drag her down. She held onto the base of the shaft with one hand, as if to hold herself up. "I'll get the lube," said Beth as she turned and headed for the bed. When she turned, the bottle of lube in one hand, she saw Angela already on her knees behind Thomas. She was positioning the head of the cock between the cheeks of Thomas' arse. As soon as Thomas felt head of the dildo between his cheeks, pressing against his anus, his whole body froze with fear. "Oh God No!" He begged shaking with fear. "Please not that! Nooooo!" "Doesn't she know it'll hurt without lube?" Asked a curious Beth. "I think she knows my sweet," said Annie. "I don't think she cares." Angela pushed, ripping Thomas' sphincter apart as she shoved the tip of the dildo into his anus. "AAAAAAAHHHH! NO! AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! PLEASE NO!" Screamed Thomas as Angela forced the bulbous head of the dildo into his arse. "Dirty cheating bastard!" Growled Angela as she forced another inch into his arse. Angela had to grab hold of Thomas' hips, digging her nails into his skin, so hard she drew blood. She had to pull as well as push to force the dildo into his tight anus. Her face was screwed up, sweat glimmered on her forehead, as she rammed, inch by inch, until half of the dildo was inside her husband's arse. "AAAAAAAHHHHHH!" Thomas couldn't believe this was happening to him, couldn't believe anything could hurt this much. Angela started fucking Thomas' arse, pulling out and ramming it back in with as much force as she could muster. With every thrust, she squeezed another inch into his anus. It felt like something was being torn apart inside him. Pain shot through his body to explode in his brain. "ANGELA PLEASE STOP!" Screamed Thomas. "PLEASE DON'T HURT ME ANYMORE!" Angela ignored his pleas, she had always given him the benefit of the doubt up until now, but no more. She had to go slowly at first, his anus so tight it was hard work getting the dildo in and out, but she persevered. Thomas' blood and faeces lubricated his anus, allowing Angela greater access. Soon nearly all of the dildos shaft was forcing its way into his arse. Her hips smacked against the sore cheeks of his arse, each slap adding to the pain screaming through his body. Harder and faster, she thrust the dildo into Thomas' battered bottom, showing him no mercy.She had to go slowly at first, his anus so tight it was hard work getting the dildo in and out, but she persevered. Thomas' blood and faeces lubricated his anus, allowing Angela greater access. Soon nearly all of the dildos shaft was forcing its way into his arse. Her hips smacked against the sore cheeks of his arse, each slap adding to the pain screaming through his body. Harder and faster, she thrust the dildo into Thomas' battered bottom, showing him no mercy. "PLEASE STOP!" Shrieked a desperate Thomas. "I'LL DO ANYTHING YOU WANT! AS LONG YOU STOP HURTING ME!" "Oh you'll do as you're told! There's no danger of anything else!" Hissed a fuming Angela. "I'm getting a divorse, taking whatever is left and then I'm going to find myself a good woman! From now on I want someone who knows what a clit is and where it is and what to do with it!" Each word was punctuated by Angela ramming the dildo into his pain racked anus. Again and again. Her thrusts didn't seem to be lessening, their speed and power remaining just as hard and just as fast. Beth went and put the lube in the bag and picked it up. She walked over to the door and waited. Boredom filled her face and she shuffled her feet as she waited for Annie. "Annie," said Beth. "I'm bored! Is it time to go home yet!?" "Yes my sweet," replied Annie, taking one last look at Angela as she squeezed the dildo into Thomas' arse. Annie turned and joined Beth at the bedroom door. Taking Beth's hand, she took one more look at a furious Angela, who was oblivious to anything but ramming the dildo into Thomas. Smiling with satsfaction, she turned and led Beth out of the room. "Let's go home my sweet," said Annie. "You never got to play," said Beth. "That's okay," Annie replied. As they left the house by the front door, they could still hear Thomas' screams of pain. "I'll play with you when we get home!" Giggled Beth. "That would be very nice!" Replied Annie, her face blushing bright red. Smiling to herself from the knowledge that it would be her turn to scream and not from pain. Quite the opposite. The End