0 comments/ 139751 views/ 11 favorites The Bitch's Oven By: The Bitch's Oven None of them spoke, anything said was in small whispers, unintelligible to Robin. More sighs and moans than anything. The man at her head, obviously the leader of this bunch, pulled a long chain from the bag. It had half of a handcuff attached to the end. The one with her wrists clasped the cuff around one of her wrists and dragged the chain toward a tree. He wrapped it around the tree and pulled it back and fastened it to itself. Then he did the same with another chain and her other wrist. The leader pulled the ruined bra from beneath her and threw it to the ground. She lay with her arms stretched out exposing her naked breasts and stomach. She could feel their stares eating away at her nudity. Her eyes began to water, a tear rolled down her cheek, the leader wiped it off and leaned down to whisper in her ear. "Now, now none of that…don't worry it won't hurt long." His words were of no comfort to Robin. She kept her eyes closed tight. He took the opportunity to kiss her ear and run his wet hot tongue inside it. She felt the muscles in her upper thighs tighten and tingling sensations run up into her sensitive pussy. It felt like her pubic hair was standing on end. She was starting to hate her own body. With her arms now secured two of them worked on her legs, one jerking her pantyhose off while the second retrieved more chains and cuffs to lock her ankles. They pulled her thighs wide open when they chained her legs to their trees. A cool breeze bathed her sweating inner thighs as they parted. She could feel the moist lips of her pussy begin to come apart as the cool air tickled them through the silk of her panties. Robin was sobbing openly now. So humiliated. So embarrassed. No one had ever treated her like this before. Tears flowed freely now, the leader didn't even bother to try to keep them wiped away. He walked to her side running the blade of his knife along the smooth cool flesh of Robin's body. She jerked uncontrollably as the knife slipped from one rib to the next. He took the sharp edge and scraped it gently across Robin's belly, slowly, deliberately he worked on her. The cocks were swelling all around her, longer and fatter with each passing minute. Ever so often she could feel one brush against her or poke into her flesh as the jerks went about their deed. She looked at their members more from reflex reaction than anything, but the nasty damn things were getting hard. From the edge of the clearing she heard a female voice whisper, "Having fun boys?" They just responded with lustful jeers. Robin turned her head toward the voice and opened her tear filled eyes to small slits and tried to see the new arrival. She had on a white cape more sheer than Robin's lousy dress. There is nothing under it but firm hard woman. Her breasts jutted out like steel globes. Robin couldn't tell if this girl was blonde or shaved but her pussy disappeared through the sheerness of the cape. She also wore a black hood but she had on knee high black leather boots. "High all." A voice whispers on the opposite side of the clearing from the caped intruder. Another female joins the circle, dressed just like the first, but she is carrying a broom. "Does the little witchy need her broom?" Robin could see a dark triangle through this ones cape. Not shaved, not blonde, just bitch. She began to run the broom handle up and down Robin's thigh. The men's' attention returns to their prey on the altar. Robin kept her eyes open now and finally looked the leader in the face. One eye was orange and one was green! What the…??? Robin couldn't help but stare at them! Contact lens was all she could think of. What a disguise. Robin was trying to capture all the details she could for future reference, she wasn't planning on letting this bunch get away with this. She looked each member of this evil party directly in the eyes. They all had some sort of disguise. The first girl to join had cat's eyes! Cat's eyes contact lens! Yellowish green with black vertical slits. She looked more than evil. The other girl was wearing sunglasses under her hood. The other two guys were wearing weird arrangements of contacts. Robin couldn't identify anyone of them. And they were all whispering, their voices gave nothing away. Robin's attention returned to the activities of the man with the knife. He was sliding it in and out of the waist of her black silk panties, brushing her soft bush with the tip. She hoped he didn't slip and cut her. There was a ripping sound as he pushed the point of the blade through the silk of her panties and slowly cut up to the waistband, the elastic didn't put up much of a fight. Her panties lay open exposing most of her bikini trimmed snatch. The other guys each took a side of the ripped panties and tore them the rest of the way off…they fell shredded on the ground to join the dress and bra and heels. The knife wielder scraped the blade through her pubic hair as if he were going to shave her. Then he placed the tip carefully between her lips and pried them open very gently. He lowered his nose until it was just above her pussy and inhaled deeply. He stood up, took the knife away from her and let out a sigh like he was smelling mom's home cooked roast. Robin lay totally naked, totally exposed, she had never felt so violated…! One of the guys at her legs began to grope her pussy with his fingers but the first girl slapped his hand and he pulled it back as if he were obeying an unspoken command. He let out a grunt of discontent but stopped feeling her up. Robin's tears ran all the more. She only knew one DBB sister that could have this kind of control over horny muscle bound idiots like these guys. She studied this one but couldn't be sure, it could be her but how could Robin prove it? The leader returned to his bag of tricks took out two hard rubber cubes about one inch square each. He held them in Robin's sight and whispering asked, "Know what these are honey?" "Yes, I have been to a dentist once or twice in my life." Robin said in a shaky voice trying to stay brave but her own words made her blood run cold. Dental blocks!? What are they going to do with dental blocks? Robin followed her instinct and closed her mouth tight. The leader held her nose shut. She tried to resist but had to open her mouth to take a breath. She tried to suck in air and then shut her mouth again but he was too quick. He slipped the blade in between her teeth, dull edge first. She pulled her lips away from the steel contorting her face into a weird smile. He rolled the knife in his hand forcing Robin's mouth to open. He slid a block between her teeth and removed the knife. She tried to spit it out but he just crammed the other one on the other side of her jaw and pressed it back as far as he could. Soon he had wedged both blocks deep into her gorgeous pearly whites. She tried to work them out with her tongue but to no avail. He pulled her head back toward his naked stomach and began lightly rubbing the spongy head of his swollen cock across her lips. She tried to turn her head away but he held it between his two massive strong hands, she couldn't resist. She closed her eyes again fearing the things to come. The first girl climbed on the stone with Robin and got close to her face, "Oh, what's wrong honey, you don't give blowjobs? Now that's no way to be." She whispered. Robin could feel the girl's naked pussy against her stomach. It was warm, it was wet, it made her sick. She let out a scream but before it could get very loud she felt the cock slide over her lips and into her mouth, her virgin, wet, hot mouth! She gagged as it entered her throat and her body gave an involuntary spasm. She jerked upwards every time he pulled his tool out and pushed it back in. "Go easy on this bitch, you can tell she isn't use to this." The girl on her stomach commanded. This girl was the one running the show here, not the knife boy. The sensation of the thick hard rod entering and exiting her throat soon became almost bearable. She hated it but it wasn't going to kill her but he tasted awful. She had to swallow several times from reflex, she could feel her muscles squeezing the round soft head. She tried to think of something else, take her mind to another place and time, but the swollen thick manhood stroking her throat kept bringing her back. Then she realized the girl on her chest was fondling her breasts! This was almost as bad as the cock in her mouth! This damn bitch was touching her! Touching her body! Another damn lesbian! Robin wanted to kill the whole lot. Watch each one die a tortured painful slow death! And why in the hell were her nipples responding to this treatment. They shouldn't be swelling like this. Damn traitors. The man in her mouth pulled out quickly and moaned a deep moan of unfulfilled lust. "Come here!" he whispered to the second girl. "Quick, damn it!!! That's what you're here for isn't it! Hurry!" She bent over the altar at Robin's face, she looked down into Robin's eyes through her dark glasses and smiled. The guy pushed her down on Robin, the girl began to roll back and forth across Robin's chest. Robin turned to see him banging against her ass furiously. The girl let out a sigh of pleasure and moaned softly, Robin could feel her hot breath on her neck. "That's right guys, no cum in this little bitch, no evidence, remember?" whispered the first girl, the real leader. Robin looked back up to see the next guy taking his turn in her mouth. "Oh, when will this end?" she thought. And there was one more after this guy. To Robin's surprise and amazement, as the next cock took its place down her throat, the girl getting fucked across her chest began to kiss and nibble at the soft curve or her neck. She hated what she was feeling…her body betraying her…starting to enjoy this, this slut's attention! Her body was a mass of tingles and sweat. She tried in vain to take her thoughts away from this place, but the warm wet feeling between her legs brought her back to reality with a vengeance. She couldn't see what was happening down there. The fornicators on her chest were through though. She felt the girl move off of her but the cock was still in her mouth and she couldn't see anything but this stiff shaft going in and out and his hairy balls. Soon he neared orgasm and he to called for the second girl or as Robin chose to think of her, the fucktoy. Robin looked down her body to see the first girl's face buried between her thighs! She had assumed it was the other guy! Oh NO, No, no, she tried to scream through her pained jaws. The second guy laid the fucktoy on her back across Robin's stomach cutting off the view to her pussy once again. He finished fucking her quickly he was so hot from Robin's mouth. Robin felt the tongue flicking at her swollen clit and licking down her slit and entering her pussy and pulling out and licking back up her slit and flicking at her clit again. She repeated this treatment over and over. Robin began to squirm on the altar, she couldn't help it, how could she, how could anyone expect her to! The leader stopped long enough to whisper a scream, "Someone fuck me, damn it, fuck me, now!" All three men jumped at once but the larger more dominant one won…the bag man…the knife boy…climbed up behind her on the altar. Robin felt the leaders mouth go crazy on her pussy and could only assume this guys massive cock was hard again and sliding into her cunt causing this fevered reaction. The leader's mouth worked on Robin's pussy like a woman possessed. Robin shut her eyes amazed at the awesome feelings…feelings she hated…or at least she had hated earlier in the night! Robin's body moved with the leader's, pressing against her mouth now, so deep in the experience that all reality faded away. Robin's tits were bouncing with each hunch and instantly returning to their perky stance. Implants might be this firm but Robin's were the real thing. As the third and final cock filled her mouth, this one not so filling as the first two, she lapped at it with her tongue, not a normal reaction for Robin but she couldn't resist flowing with the feeling. She found her tongue flicking at the head as it pulled out for the next thrust…flicking like her clit had been flicked over and over tonight. The guy responded by fucking her mouth faster and faster. The fucktoy could tell this last guy was getting too carried away. She pulled him away from Robin's mouth, spun him around, fell to her knees and engulfed his exploding cock all in one motion. Robin continued to move her mouth in a sucking motion even after the cock was gone, like a baby keeps sucking on a pacifier after you take it away. Robin turned her head intrigued by fucktoy's quick response. She was definitely doing her job tonight. She gagged and sucked, sucked and gagged, Robin saw the thick sticky juice run out of the corners of her mouth. Robin was glad it was fucktoy and not her. The limp soft dick slid out of her mouth, she looked at Robin, gave her a smile, swallowed and licked her lips. The leader moved from her perch atop Robin…knife boy who had been fucking her was kneeling above Robin now. He slowly lowered himself down on her. She could feel his fingers fumbling at her wet creamy hot sticky muffin. He was spreading her open, she could feel the huge head of his muscle entering her most precious possession! Oh no, he was going to rape her while that bitch's pussy juice was still fresh on his cock? "I know witches have covens, now I know bitches have ovens, and what a hot oven you have little bitch." Knife boy whispered, laughing, amused with himself. "Let's you and me cook my meat, what do you say little bitch?" "No, pwlease, no!" she begged in a muffled voice. He reached into her mouth and pulled the blocks from between her teeth. Robin let out a sigh of relief and continued her begging. "Thank you." She sighed humbly. "Please, please don't rape me." She pressed against his brutish chest heaving her breasts up to meet him. She stared up at him with pitiful eyes. She began to cry again. "I am a virgin and I don't want to be raped, please. I have learned my lesson, you don't have to go on. Wasn't she enough for you, do you have to rape me?" she felt him push another inch inside her. "OHHHhhhh, please no, no, no…!" her head rolled to one side, her voice fell to a whisper, "don't rape me." With a sudden hard thrust he rammed his thick massive cock deep inside her, burying it to the hilt. Robin's back arched in pain, her eyes flew wide open and rolled back in her head! The head of his cock split her open in one violent thrust. Pain…she tried not to scream! Pain…she clinched her teeth! Pain…she began sobbing uncontrollably…the pain was too great! Her body was writhing beneath his weight at the pain he was inflicting on her. His huge cock stroked her pussy over and over, banging furiously against her velvet walls. His hunching growing harder and faster, faster and harder, she couldn't take much more! She thought to herself, "what did I ever do to this guy to make him this mad at me, I don't even know him, why is he hurting me so bad?" "You fucking bitch, how does that feel? How does your little bitch virgin pussy feel now, fucked, does it feel fucked you worthless little bitch?" He whispered angrily through clinched teeth. His verbal and physical abuse went on but thankfully it didn't take long for him to approach orgasm, he had had plenty of foreplay and a lot of fucking for one night. As suddenly as he had penetrated her pussy he vacated it. He got to his knees arched his back and began stroking his wet glistening cock himself. Robin watched through her tears, glad for him to finally be out of her, glad that the pain had subsided into a weird form of pleasure sometime during the ordeal. But something in her was wishing he hadn't stopped. What though? She was confused but Robin finally realized why everyone was so crazy about sex. She wouldn't let on to this group but she was feeling some sort of crazy satisfaction. Then is struck her, she wasn't a virgin any longer. Her heart sank inside her chest, she began to sob tears of sorrow for herself. The emotions were blowing around in her like a Kansas tornado, she didn't know what to think, she could barely think at all. She just cried. His cum splashed against her chin…and again…she looked up to see his tool exploding with intense spasms shooting wave after wave of hot thick cream. His wet sticky juice shot lesser distances with each spasm. Cum had landed on Robin's chin, down her neck, across her breasts, along her flat hard stomach and was dripping from his exhausted cock into her belly button and running down her side. She could feel the warm cream cooling on her hot skin. She closed her eyes in shame. "You like that you cum coated little bitch? Does that feel good on your hot naked flesh you cum soaked dick sucking fucking bitch?" His anger seemed to subside with his lust as he whispered his insults. The leader walked to her and began to clean the cum off her with a towel that came from who knows where. "Ok guys, let's wipe this little bitch down, no evidence, remember?" as she got to work cleaning the cum off Robin, she did it with a curious pleasure Robin thought. Her touch was gentler now, perhaps she felt Robin had had enough for one night, and she had. She lowered her mouth to Robin's belly button, slowly, gently she licked the sticky cream from inside her little goblet. Then she turned to the dripping cock near her face and swallowed it whole, sucking it clean. It flopped from her mouth with a popping sound and slapped against his upper thigh. The leader now looked Robin face to face, her cats eyes glaring down on her. The knife boy had finished his chore of evil delight and had moved off the altar. A chain was unlocked from one of her ankles, gathered up and returned to the bag. One by one the rest were undone and placed in the bag. Robin didn't try to fight now, she was exhausted by the ordeal. Her head was reeling, she didn't know what to think. "Oh, look guys, a blood sacrifice." The leader whispered, looking down between Robin's thighs. "Poor little virgin bitch." She looked at knife boy. "Honey, you made her bleed, now aren't you ashamed of yourself?" she whispered. Robin's hadn't stopped crying, she cried harder now. Knife boy just massaged his well used tool and smiled. "This member knows how to treat a virgin." He just laughed in a whisper. The leader whispered in Robin ear, "You have four miles to walk back to the sorority house. Time to think about things. Do you really want to be in this sorority? Should you just keep on walking when you get there? Get your bitchy little fucked ass back home? Now that you're a woman you can go home to that boyfriend and show him how it's done." She licked her ear until it was completely wet. Robin didn't move. Robin thought of how ashamed Allen would be of her right now. He could never find out about this. She covered her face and kept crying. Robin pulled herself into the fetal position and lay there for some time sobbing. When she finally opened her eyes it was dark. The lantern was gone. She heard a car engine in the barn. She heard if roar off down the dirt road. The taillights came on just in time for Robin to see it roll out of sight. She fumbled for what was left of her dress and put it on. She would tell the lady at the store that she had ruined it at the party and to just put the cost on her card. She stopped and started to cry again. She had just been molested in the worst way and she was worried about paying for a ruined costume? She headed down the road, just able to make her way in the moonlight. She stopped from time to time, bent over holding her stomach threw up and cried. The events of the past hour or so raced through Robin's mind. She was so confused about her feelings. This girl had really turned her on, and that cock that stole her virginity…well, the guy attached to it might be an asshole, but the cock itself…her thoughts were beyond her control. She was suppose to be caressed tonight, held close and loved tonight, the night she lost her virginity. Everything was so mixed up. It wasn't long before she saw the lights of town. She walked on slowly in deep serious thought. The Bitch's Oven As she approached the sorority house she could hear the sounds of a party going on, the music was loud, the laughter uproarious. No one seemed to notice her as she entered the dimly light house. She walked toward the living room, she got a few odd stares, she looked down to see that her dress was a mess, open in front, her ample breasts flooding out. She pulled it together and walked on. As she entered the living room she spotted Jennifer. Jennifer was wearing a red strapless outfit that came to a thong between her shapely legs with black fishnet stockings underneath. Her round firm ass was shining out for the world to see, there was a little pointed tail at the base of the costume. She had on a red hood with horns, her blonde hair flowed out the back. A fitting costume Robin thought. Her anger rose inside her, but she couldn't be sure Jennifer was the one. And she wasn't really sure what she was angry about. She had no proof and wasn't sure she would use it against anyone if she did have it. Jennifer was here at the party, how could she have possibly been the one at the clearing? She walked toward her nonetheless. When she got next to Jennifer she stopped and just stood there. Jennifer acted as if she wasn't even there. Finally Jennifer turned to her and acting innocent asked if anyone else was hurt in the wreck, referring Robin's disheveled state. Jennifer looked her up and down and waited for Robin to respond. "I'm sorry." Robin whimpered, her anger melting into something different. A feeling Robin couldn't explain. "What?" Jennifer moved closer to hear better. "I'm sorry." This time Robin spoke out loudly. "For what, sorry for what?" Jennifer asked confused. "For being such a bitch. To you and the other girls. I'm sorry I've been such a bitch, that's all." Robin hung her head, she knew how much Jennifer hated her, she waited for the rebuke and the rejection she was sure would come. Jennifer took Robin's face in her hand and gazed deeply into her eyes. "It's alright Robin. I forgive you." Robin moved closer to her and laid her head on Jennifer's shoulder. Jennifer stroked her hair and pulled her close. Robin put her arm around Jennifer's waist and hugged her back. Jennifer's perfume smelled sweet. Robin hadn't smelled it earlier. "Jennifer must be innocent!" she thought. She let her hand slide down Jennifer's back and come to rest with her fingers snuggled softly between Jennifer's cheeks. Jennifer gave a startled look at this, a pleasant look but a startled look. Robin didn't see it though, her head was buried in Jennifer's shoulder. No one paid much attention to their cuddling, Jennifer had been known to show other freshman pledges the ropes in years past. Jennifer looked down at Robin and smiled. She sat her drink on the table in front of them and led Robin upstairs. Robin's heart was filled with fear once more but a different kind of fear this time. Fear of failure or displeasing Jennifer, she suddenly felt so unsure of herself she could barely walk up the steps. The gentle swaying of Jennifer's incredible ass in her face compelled Robin on. She felt her nipples coming to life, she looked down at them but quickly returned her eyes to Jennifer's ass. When they reached the top of the stairs Jennifer led her down a dark hallway. Robin could hear giggles and laughter as they passed room after room, the girls and guys were having fun tonight. They reached the end of the hall and Jennifer opened a door leading up another flight of stairs, a very narrow flight of stairs. "Do you want to come up with me?" she asked Robin. "Yes." Her response was barely audible. Jennifer took her hand and led the way. When they reached the top, Jennifer closed and locked the door behind them. The room was dark. Robin heard Jennifer moving around. Suddenly she struck a match and lit a candle. The glow of the candle brought a soft sexy warmth to the room. Jennifer lit another candle and another until the atmosphere in her bedroom was most incredibly sweet to Robin. She was suddenly feeling very sexy. The room was decorated in deep purples and greens. There were mirrors on every wall, and one on the ceiling above the bed. Her excitement was confused, she wasn't sure what she was doing, the memories of the stone altar were so fresh she couldn't get the sensations out of her mind. Jennifer's bed was large and inviting, covered with pillows. Jennifer drew closer to Robin, she unzipped and pulled the horned hood from her head. She shook her hair out letting it fall down her neck. Her eyes were fixed on Robin's breasts. Robin all of a sudden felt self conscious and lowered her head to avoid Jennifer's eyes. Jennifer reached out and flipped Robin's hair. "Oh honey, you need to clean up. Do you want to take a bath? What happened to you tonight?" Jennifer sounded genuinely sincere. Robin answered with the shake of her head, Jennifer led her to the bathroom. Robin was more confused than ever. Jennifer played so innocent of the whole thing. It probably wasn't her at the stone altar tonight. Jennifer lit two candles in the bathroom, laid a towel out on the vanity and started running Robin a warm soothing bath. Robin dropped her dress to the floor and settled into the tub to soak. She looked up to see Jennifer undressing through the bathroom door. She couldn't help slipping her hand down her sore wet body and gently massaging her aching pussy. The water felt so good. He had really banged her hard, she felt bruised and abused. She parted that bruised body and let the soothing water flow inside her. Robin closed her eyes and relaxed, she kept rubbing herself. "Hey, that's my job." Jennifer returned to Robin's side. Jennifer dropped to the floor beside the tub, slipped her hand under the water and began to stroke Robin's thigh, she smiled down at her so sweetly. This could not have been the lady at the circle. How would she ever know for sure one way or the other? Jennifer was wearing a sheer bath robe, the candlelight shone through it outlining her exquisite body. The two of them just sat there for a long time. Jennifer finally got a sponge, soaped it, leaned Robin forward and began washing her back. After the rough treatment Robin had gotten earlier this was heaven. She closed her eyes and soaked it in. Jennifer shampooed and rinsed her hair, Robin loved it. Jennifer was now scrubbing her shoulders. She gently pushed her back against the tub. Jennifer ran the sponge down her chest and began washing Robin's breasts. Robin reacted like she never imagined she could with another woman. Her breasts heaved up to met Jennifer's every touch. Her nipples fired out to full erection, more swollen and aching than Robin could ever remember them being. Robin's moans and sighs told Jennifer she was hitting the mark. The look in Robin's eyes begged Jennifer to go further, to please her more. Those sea blue pools were reduced to mere slits at Jennifer's touch. She gazed up sexily at Jennifer, Robin's look turned up the fire in Jennifer like she hadn't felt in years. This little thing wasn't just turning Jennifer on she was cranking up the volume. She leaned over the tub and lifted one of Robin's breasts to her mouth. She sucked the nipple, areola and as much of it into her mouth as she could. She felt Robin's skin turn to goose flesh on her tongue. Robin's sigh started softly but quickly became a squeal of delight. She pulled Jennifer's head tightly against her and dropped her face into her hair. Every time Jennifer's tongue circled the mouthful of glorious flesh and licked her nipple Robin moaned with pleasure. Robin's hand never quit massaging the soft sweet mound of pussy between her thighs. Jennifer sponged down Robin's arm, following it between her legs. "Hey, I told you that was my job." Jennifer looked up and smiled, releasing her hold on the sweet swollen nipple. She let the sponge float to the surface and slid her hand under Robin's taking over the massage. Jennifer's index finger slid effortlessly between this wet pussy's lips. She inserted her finger and soon added another one and then a third, all the while massaging Robin's aching clit with her thumb. Robin melted at her touch. She moved her arm away and put her index finger between her lightly clinched teeth. She gave Jennifer a look that made Jennifer's stomach roll with excitement. They gazed into each others longing eyes. Jennifer's experienced fingers played Robin's pussy like a master plays a violin. Every time Robin closed her eyes Jennifer stopped massaging until Robin was once again looking at her. Soon Robin's look was so sultry and hot Jennifer's fingers started to quiver. She couldn't stand any more. Jennifer stood up quickly, took the towel and beckoned Robin to it. Robin got up, water pouring off her delicious body. She wasn't sure what was pouring from her pubic hair she just knew it was wet and warm. She stepped out of the tub and almost slipped on the tile floor. Jennifer caught her elbow and kept her up. She pulled her close to steady her. Their lips were just inches apart. Jennifer studied Robin's face, she moved closer, Robin's eyes closed in anticipation of a wet wonderful kiss. It didn't happen! Robin opened her eyes moaning, begging. Jennifer's stare was locked on her full pouty partially parted lips. Jennifer pressed her slightly opened mouth against Robin's, both their eyes shut in the passion of the moment. Robin sighed into Jennifer's mouth begging for more. Jennifer continued drying her off, she was in no hurry, she explored this creature like none she had ever known. Her breasts were exquisite, they bounced back into position every time the towel wiped across them. Robin enjoyed watching Jennifer enjoy watching her tittys. Their eyes reestablished the loving gaze as Jennifer ran the towel down Robin's stomach and slipped it between her legs. As Jennifer toweled her pussy dry it was all Robin could do to keep her eyes open, they were sultry rolled back slits that never left Jennifer's. Her head finally dropped backwards and she closed her eyes. She stood there swaying in Jennifer's arms trusting Jennifer to hold her upright. Finally she guided Robin to the bed and sat her on the edge. She unwrapped the towel from around her leaving her sitting nude beside her. She started drying Robin's hair, her eyes continued the exploration of this dream. Jennifer dropped the towel, stood up directly in front of Robin and let her robe fall lazily to the floor. She slowly knelt between Robin's knees, placing her hands on the inside of her soft smooth thighs. Robin leaned back on her hands looked to the ceiling and spread her legs slightly. Jennifer's mouth was pressed hard against the soft flesh of one thigh, she switched from thigh to thigh and slowly worked her way up the voluptuous limbs. The closer Jennifer got to Robin's still damp pussy the wider she parted her legs. When she couldn't stand it any longer Robin fell back on the bed and pulled Jennifer's head into her desirous cunt. Robin was watching the whole thing in the mirror on the ceiling, that is until she once again had to let her eyes close. Jennifer obeyed as if she was the servant and Robin the master, but Jennifer was getting what she wanted too. Her tongue nudged the swollen lips of this juicy girl. She opened her pussy with her thumbs and brought her tongue to rest on the wet inner flesh, she just stayed there for a few seconds soaking in the pleasant taste. Robin's hips were grinding in desire. "Please, Jen, please." Her voice was labored her breathing deep. No matter how hard Robin pulled on Jen's head, until her tongue started to move there was just something missing. In the middle of Robin's next "pleeeeeease", Jen ran her tongue the entire length of Robin's slit. It took Robin's breath away, she let out a loud moan when she did breath again. Her back was arched, her ribs reaching for the stars, her stomach sucked in deep. She pulled her feet onto the bed to spread herself as wide open for Jen as possible. As Jen's tongue ran in and out of her juicy little flower Robin hunched against her mouth as hard as she could. Her moans were turning to squeals of delight, one following each lap of Jennifer's luscious tongue. The hot tongue licking up her juicy cream was more than Robin could stand. Jennifer stood up to see the melted bitch writhing in her bed. The pleasure of Jennifer lasted for several minutes. Jennifer could tell she still hadn't had an orgasm. She walked to her dresser. Robin watched through half closed eyes as her sleek body glided across the room. She returned to the bed with several devices. Robin looked on with growing interest. "Did that feel good little one?" Jennifer asked. "Hmmmmmmmmmmm…" Robin replied with a wide smile. "Then you are going to love these toys." Jennifer was wrapping a dildo around her waist. Robin's look turned to one of some concern. She bit on her bottom lip. She was still very sore inside, and this "toy" was as big if not bigger than the real one that raped her earlier. "Jen, I'm not sure about this. I mean, well, I kind of hurt because of what happened earlier. "What happened earlier honey?" Jennifer was not about to let on that it was her at the circle tonight. "I was…raped…" Robin dropped her head half sincerely half playing. "What! Who raped you Robin? Did you go to the police? Do you know who it was?" Jennifer's questions sounded honest and sincere. "They all had hoods on. I couldn't see them." She replied. "ALL! How many were there? Robin, are you alright?" Jennifer felt something deep down that actually was sincere. "There were five, two girls and three guys." She studied Jen for some sign that would give her away. Jennifer kept questioning until the whole story was told even though she already knew it. She lay down beside Robin and held her gently, caressing her hair and gently fondling her breasts. She asked Robin over and over if she was hurt, if she was alright? Finally Robin begged her to forget about it that she was fine. She took Jen's hand placed it on her stomach and asked her to go on, do anything she wanted to and not to worry about hurting her, she would be alright. Jennifer took a tube of jelly from her nightstand and began to coat the dildo strapped to her waist. She leaned over and kissed Robin softly and asked one more time if she was sure she wanted this. Robin pulled her head down, sucked her bottom lip into her mouth nibbled it sweetly and whisper "fuck me you gorgeous nasty Delta Beta Bitch!" Their eyes were locked to each other. Jen rolled on top of Robin and began to gently rub the phallic device against Robin's pussy to let the jelly lubricate her, she didn't need lubricating, her cream was flowing like a river. Robin's eyes slowly shut as Jen maneuvered the dildo into her. "Oh…!" Robin whimpered in a low pained voice. Jen asked if she should stop. Robin wrapped her arms around Jen's waist and pulled her deeper inside her. When Jen began to hunch her, she put her arms around Jen's neck and squeezed her hard. With each stroke of the incredible toy Robin let out a squeal or a pained moan or a pleasured sigh. But no matter how hard Jen tried Robin did not have an orgasm. "Something to come later" she thought. Finally Jen felt Robin could take no more and she rolled off her and fell exhausted beside her. They both lay silent for a long time. After awhile Robin raised up and began fumbling with the belt that held the device around Jen's waist. "What are you doing?" Jen said with a smile in her voice. She reached up and began gently squeezing and pinching Robin's nipple. "Oh, nothing." Robin answered, she kept fiddling with the belt. Jen laid back and again studied her new found delight, continuing to fondle Robin. And to think just earlier today they had hated each other with a fiery passion, now look at them striving to see who can please who the most. Finally Robin got the belt loose and tossed the entire contraption on the floor. Robin moved her mouth close to Jen's. She began to slowly brush her lips with her own. Jen's head would spring up to meet Robin's lips and Robin would pull away and giggle. Finally Jen grabbed her by the hair and pulled her mouth down to press against hers. Their tongues danced a dance of newfound delight. They both moaned and sighed and enjoyed each other to the fullest. Robin's hands explored Jen's body now, wanting to repay the earlier favors. As Robin began to roll Jen's nipple between her thumb and forefinger Jen's breathing got deep, she all but sucked the air out of Robin's lungs. Her hips were writhing at Robin's touch. The thought of this inexperienced little freshman doing such a wonderful job on her first lesbian outing was driving Jen beyond horny into a new realm of sensation. She tried to do things just as Jen had done for her. She held her nipples between her teeth and licked them hard with her tongue, first one nipple then the other, flicking them roughly. Jen's excitement grew along with her budding nodules. As she slowly worked her way down Jen's stomach she began to smell her pussy fragrance filling her nostrils, she must be getting hot. As her tongue probed Jen's belly button Robin's fingers played between the creamy hot lips of Jen's pussy with one hand while the other hand continued giving attention to Jen's swollen breasts. Something about this little girl was really driving Jen crazy. It was all she could do to keep her cool. She began to writhe with every move of Robin's tongue and fingers. Robin moved down to lay between Jen's legs now. Jen spread them wide inviting Robin in. Robin looked at Jen before she went down on her. Jen looked back at her with wild anticipation. Robin stuck her juice cover fingers in her mouth and sucked them clean, all the time keeping her eyes seductively locked on Jen's. Robin wasn't really sure what to do but after all she had grown up with a pussy, she knew exactly what made them feel good…she started in on Jen. Robin's tongue had no more than gotten coated with Jen's sweet cream than Jen let out an enormous scream. "OHHHHHHHHH!!!! OH ROBIN, DON'T STOP, DON'T STOP!" Jen could barely breath. "UNNNnnnh. OHHhhhhhhh ROBBbbbin!!!!!!!!" Jen pressed her wet juicy steamy hot cunt hard against Robin's mouth, Robin pressed back just as hard. Every time Robin's tongue licked Jen's clit she screamed so Robin began licking it back and forth over and over paying no attention to any other body parts. Just Jen's clit. Jen began to scream and cream and grab Robin's hair and hunch her hips against Robin's mouth. And it seemed that as one orgasm washed over Jen and subsided that another took its place starting the whole feverish ordeal over again. She was so wet, Robin had never ever been this wet, and slippery and hot and creamy and sexy, oh yes Robin thought to herself, "this has to be the sexiest woman alive." Her pussy turned to velvet on Robin's tongue. Robin kept licking her but soon Jen fell lifeless, exhausted, totally worn out. She didn't move for almost twenty minutes. Robin got out of bed and picked up the dildo. "Should I use this on you now?" Jen just smiled. "No, not tonight. Blow out the candles and come back to bed." Robin obeyed. Jen watched her as one by one the candles were snuffed out. Finally she felt Robin return to her side, in the dark peaceful quiet of a wonderful night. A night that Jennifer had originally planned for evil but had turned out to be so sweet. Robin rolled with her back to Jen and snuggled up against her. Jen pulled the cover over them, draped her arm over Robin, cupping her gorgeous breast in her hand fondled her lovingly and settled in for a well deserved sleep. "Jen?" Robin asked. "Yes?" Jennifer answered tiredly. "Were you having…orgasms just now, is that why you were getting so crazy?" Robin inquired. The Bitch's Oven "Ha ha ha!!!" Jennifer roared. "Only the greatest I have ever experienced. Yes Robin you gave me too many to count. And they were luscious and hot and wet as hell. I love your tongue." Jennifer didn't exaggerate. "Thank you." Robin answered shyly, smiling to herself. "What does it feel like…I mean…I don't think I have had any…you know, I'm not sure but I don't think I have had any." Robin was genuinely concerned. "Oh baby, let's talk about this tomorrow. Believe me you will know when you start having them, you will know." Jennifer yawned hinting to Robin that sleep would be nice just now. "Jen?" Robin started again. "What honey?" Jennifer answered with a surrendering laugh. "Will you teach me to control guys the way you do?" Robin asked. "What do you mean sweetie?" Jen replied. "You know, the way you controlled those guys tonight?" Robin was getting drowsier by the minute. "What men, where?" Jen would go to her grave denying any part in Robin's rape. "You know…control…those men?" Robin was only half conscious now. "You control men between their legs, and yes I will teach you how control them. You will be ruling every man around this place in no time." Jen was about to join Robin in sweet slumber. Robin's body was rising and falling so gently under Jennifer's arm. Jennifer had never felt so peaceful and content. She guilty for the way they had treated Robin earlier but the results to their actions had opened this little one up like Jennifer had never dreamed would happen. He caressed her hair lovingly. Jennifer thought as she drifted off to sleep, "funny, I set out tonight to run this bitch off, instead I have created a monster. A wonderful beautiful sweet monster. Well, after all, isn't that what Halloween is for?