Lisa and Diana Put On a Real Show

She wanted to deny it. She wanted to deny that this was happening, but it was right before her eyes! Diana was naked, tormented, humiliated and totally in Lillian’s power.

And she knew one thing with crushing certainty.

She had caused this. Just like she had caused Stacy to suffer. Guilt filled her, stronger and more intense than she had ever known. Because she had used the stupid rulebook, this had all happened to people she cared about. She’d caused this.

It was all her fault.

Diana whimpered. It was obvious from the wetness that clung to her thighs and the state of her clit that she had already cum many times. Shivering, tremors raced up and down her spine as Lillian triggered the toy. Vibrations powered through her and her legs folded. She’d have crashed to the ground if not for the two men holding her up.

“But look at this,” Lillian said. “Seems like David has had some fun with your sister, eh? Well, that’s just not going to work for her public appearance. Why don’t you clean her pussy with your tongue?”

Lisa jerked, shaking her head as her eyes went wide.

“No!”

She almost couldn’t believe that even Lillian would go that far. Her own sister eating her out? Her face flushed red and she tried to twist away. The very concept filled her with disgust. She hated it and wanted to be anywhere else!

Surely, this had to be a joke? A threat? Something else? Lillian couldn’t be serious, could she?

But with a wrenching feeling in the pit of her gut, she realised that she really was. That was why David had been sent in to fuck her earlier. Her sister was going to be made to eat her out in front of the whole college.

She shook her head again, a **** desire burning inside of her. Anything but that!

“Please,” she whispered. “Not that. David, Lillian, please don’t do that.”

But Lillian was smirking, enjoying herself so much. Her face was a mask of malicious glee.

Diana tried to speak, to reason with her. But before she could, she climaxed again and her words became a strangled yelp. Her legs collapsed, and the men let her go. She fell forward, catching herself with her hands against the stage. Her pussy throbbing and soaking as the crowd cheered.

Lisa realised they were laughing. Did they know what was happening? Did they know what they were being made to do? Or did they not care? It was just two hot girls, right? Who cared if they were sisters?

She was recoiling. David’s leash pulled tight against her, binding her nipples and her clit. Holding her in place even as she wanted to pull away.

“Go on,” Lillian said. “Eat out your little sister. Make her cum in front of everyone. If you don’t, it’ll only get worse for you.”

Sweaty, on her hands and knees, pushed to her very limit but still not broken, Diana managed to rally. Shooting a venomous look at her tormentor.

“Fuck you.”

“Is that a no?”

Lillian’s foot moved forward, the tip of her shoe gently tracing the outline of Diana’s pussy. The older twin shuddered with disgust.

“Look how wet you are, Diana. Look how turned on you are. Do you think you’d cum if I fucked you with my foot here? Right in front of the crowd? Do you think you’d like it?”

Lisa tried to turn away, but David moved up behind her. He held her, his arms locking around her and forcing her to watch.

“Now here is what you’re going to do,” Lillian whispered. “You’re gonna crawl over there on your hands and knees and eat your sister out until she cums. And if you don’t, you know what’s going to happen to poor Stacy there? I’ll throw her to the crowd.”

“No,” Lisa gasped, Lillian turned her a beady grin.

“Yes. I’ll throw her to the crowd and let them do whatever they want to her. Fuck her tight little body until all she knows is pleasure. I’ll let them take photos, humiliate her in every way you can think of. And every cry and moan will be all your fault.”

Lisa recoiled, her heart hammering. She looked towards where Stacy was tied. The blonde girl was ****, her chest rising and falling in gasping breaths. Her body shook where the leather restraints didn’t hold it tight. The idea of her being thrown to the crowd, who were now baying like animals, it filled Lisa with a primal dread.

But at the same time, to feel Diana’s tongue on her pussy? No! No, she could never do that! She could never want that! The very thought filled her with shame, with burning humiliation and the worst sense of degradation she’d ever experienced.

Which was, of course, the point.

“Not only that,” Lillian went on.

Her shoe was still moving, tracing Diana’s labia with her foot. The tip jabbed slightly into her so that her body quaked. The crowd laughed.

“If you don’t do it, I’ll sell her.”

“You can’t,” Lisa snarled. “That’s against the rules you-”

“I can! I looked into it! College sex slaves are property of the college, but a master can renounce their rights to them or even gift them to a new owner as long as that owner is also a member of the college. Guess what, little girl? You’re property. All three of you are property now. And I promise, Diana, Lisa, I am going to search this whole campus. I am going to find the most cruel, disgusting, evil person and sell Stacy to them. And then I am going to make you both watch what they do.”

“You already found that person,” Lisa snarled. “She’s you!”

She was struggling, fighting against David now, part of her wanting nothing more than to break free and hurl herself at Lillian. All thoughts of the rulebook, of punishment, of her former life were forgotten. She was just full of rage.

But David held her tight, his arms enfolded around her. She could only struggle, stamping down and watching as this witch of a woman gloried in her victory.

A victory that she had allowed!

Lisa had never hated herself more than this specific moment.

“Now go!” Lillian’s hand slapped out, leaving a red wilt across Diana’s ass. “Go and make me proud, little slut.”

Diana said nothing. Her head was low. Lisa wanted to beg, she could feel the tears in the corners of her eyes. Her heart hammered, and a feverish heat filled her up. She hated this! There had to be some other way! There had to! Dread twisted inside of her, and she shook her head desperately as if to deny what was happening.

But she couldn’t. Diana looked up at her, the two shared a look. Mutual shame, humiliation and dread.

They had ****.

Neither of them had a choice.

Lisa looked to the ground, spreading her legs slightly in a silent admission of defeat. Diana crawled forward, Lillian’s foot pressing into her pussy the whole way there.

“This is all your fault, you know,” David whispered in her ear. “You caused this. You thought you could be clever. Save Stacy. Be the hero. How does it feel to have your sister’s tongue in your pussy?”

Lisa recoiled, Diana was right up now, still on her hands and knees. Her hot breath tickled Lisa’s vulva, her clit throbbed with heat, but it wasn’t in a pleasant way at all. It was her sister! It was her sister who was going to eat her out! Her sister!

She was trembling, her muscles coiled in anticipation. She didn’t want it, but the crowd was baying. Loving it. Her face coloured red. How could this be happening? People she’d known, people she’d thought of as friends. How could it have come to this?

Diana’s tongue licked out, slowly nearing her pussy. Lisa shivered, and tried to pull away. Disgust filled her, but David held her close.

“Keep your legs spread,” he told her. “Keep your legs spread and let your older sister eat my cum out of your pussy like a good little ****.”

Lisa whimpered, turning her head to the side, trying to feel like she was anywhere else. But there was no escape. Diana’s tongue was soft and hot, licking along the entrance to her pussy. Her body responded with surging arousal, but that only made her humiliation all the deeper.

Between her legs, Diana’s eyes were cast to the ground. But Lillian’s foot was still rubbing back and forth across the older twin’s pussy, stimulating it and making it so, so wet. Diana quaked, shaking on her hands and knees, her tongue lapped out, tracing the path of David’s cum across her sister’s womanhood.

Lisa couldn’t believe this was happening. It was wrong and she hated it. The spotlights burned against her naked skin. Her legs were spread, her sister’s tongue caressing her pussy as David reached over and began to stroke her nipples. Sparks of shameful pleasure coursed through her body, making it all worse as her nerves began to sing.

“Does it feel good to have your sister's tongue inside you, slut? And Diana, how does it feel to know that you’re making your precious little sister moan like a whore?”

Lisa had never wanted to hit anyone more than she did at that moment. She glared at Lillian, but it lacked strength. Diana’s tongue was playing along her entrance, tracing the path of her slit. Her clit was throbbing, and as much as she tried to control herself, she knew she was getting wet and her sister could feel it. Could taste it.

“I’m sorry,” she gasped. “I’m sorry, Diana, I…I just can’t help it…”

And she was trying too. Trying as hard as she could. Trying to stop her limbs from shaking. Trying to make herself less wet, less turned on. Within, her mind was chaos. Humiliation coursed through her blood. She hated this! Each touch of her sister’s tongue - her sister’s! - made her recoil and shudder. The pleasure that built inside of her was shameful and dark, a sullen reminder of what was happening. Lillian watched, grinning and loving the despair that both sisters were feeling.

She stepped forward then, taking hold of Diana’s head and forcing it forward, right into Lisa’s pussy. The younger sister squealed, but David held her tight. The crowd bayed with laughter.

“Get right in there,” Lillian laughed. “Nice and deep. Get every last trace of David’s cum.”

Diana glared, but what more could she do? Gone was the defiance, the anger, the rebellion. Both of them were beaten, broken in front of the whole college. Lisa groaned, Diana’s mouth and tongue played at her pussy, pushing inside of her. Making her squirm and quiver. Her face lit up, humiliation roared through her mind. She could feel something rising inside of her, something hot and dark. She shook her head. There was no way she would let it happen like this! There was no way she would cum in front of the whole college to the feeling of her sister’s tongue inside of her!

But even as she said that she knew she was fooling herself. Diana’s tongue felt so good. The hot tickling of her breath made Lisa quiver. Her nerves were stretched taut, her hands balled into fists at her side. David was stroking her nipples, his fingers teasing them with deft, quick touches.

She closed her eyes, her body quivered. Despite her best efforts, she was being marched closer and closer to the edge. To the climax. She couldn’t fight it, it was too much!

“No,” she managed to squeak, the pleasure rolling and building inside of her. “Not like this…. Please no…”

“This is what you wanted, isn’t it?” David spoke into her ear. “This is what you always wanted. This is what you did to yourself. All the times you teased and taunted, all the times you flaunted your body. This is what it was always building up to. You and your sister both. This is where you deserve to be.”

Lisa let loose a **** whine. Heat fluttered in her belly. She began to grind herself against Diana’s mouth, self-hatred and loathing flared inside of her as she realised what she was doing, but she couldn’t stop. The pleasure was building, thundering, filling her up until she felt like she was about to burst.

She was going to cum!

She was going to cum right here, in front of everyone.

Lisa bucked, whining desperately as the feeling intensified. Her body shook, and she bit her lower lips so tight. Heat throbbed through her, so powerful and so strong. The air caught in her throat.

“Please,” she gasped, “please no, no, no, not like this-”

But it was too late and there was no one to listen anyway. As Diana’s tongue caressed her pussy, entering her and eating her out, Lisa finally lost control. Her body convulsed, heath throbbed through her. She gave a long, low despairing cry and then it happened.

She came.

The pleasure knifed through her, sharp and urgent. It came with self-disgust, degradation, humiliation and a stunning feeling of complete and utter defeat. Her legs shook, and David laughed, letting go of her and letting her sink to her knees.

The crowd was cheering. They were laughing, some of them were so turned on that they were touching themselves. Lisa looked to the ground, there were tears in her eyes.

“Now,” Lillian said, driving the knife in with a malicious glee. “I think it’s only fair that you return the favour. Diana spread those legs of yours. Your little sister is going to taste you.”