Some moments in time

Olivia

Olivia suppressed a little moan as Ivy’s tongue hit her g-spot, her thighs tightening around the young black woman’s face to keep her there licking that same spot. The inability to cum was grating on Olivia’s nerves but she knew she’d get through it, the adversity was fuel to the fire of ambition and she would become Rose’s Head of Harem, responsible for the other girls and who would be entertaining Rose alongside her each night. Already, she had one good little submissive. It was time to work on her next target now, Olivia’s eyes wandered over Rebecca’s buxom body and she wet her lips without thought. Glancing around she noted that Delilah and Charlotte had left whilst Josephine had run out the room only shortly after Rose had departed.

Reaching down, Olivia jerked Ivy out from between her thighs by tugging sharply on her hair, the other girl, so malleable and pathetic Olivia honestly wondered how she hadn’t broken already, got out from under the table and used her fingers to try to wipe as much of Olivia’s juices into her mouth as possible, knowing she wouldn’t be allowed to have another meal until that evening.

Olivia stood and slowly circled to behind where Rebecca had slumped down at one of the far tables with a bowl of fruit in front of her, miserably poking at a grape with her fork. Olivia put her hands on Rebecca’s shoulder and started gently giving her a back massage, leaning close and starting to speak ever so softly, her hair brushing over Rebecca’s exposed skin.

“Well hello there little cow…you seem to have a problem now don’t you? You will need to be milked daily…and you’re other little friend didn’t seem all that interested. For someone as fat and pathetic as you…I doubt either of the other girls will want to grab these fat udders either…”

Olivia leaned forward and lightly nibbles on Rebecca’s earlobe, digging her thumbs into spots of tension she could feel in the other girls back.

“But if you agree to help me…then I can make sure you get fully milked every day…and I won’t let anything bad happen to you…how does that sound little moo girl…do you like my hands on you? I can protect you from their ridicule…you can become one of my girls and I’ll make sure you don’t get eliminated…how does that sound?”

Rebecca moaned as Olivia’s hands went to work on her, feeling warmth flood into her stomach, heating up as her arousal built from Olivia’s skilful massage. Her words as well…to be accepted. To just follow someone and do what they say…and be protected…it sounded…good…

“Please…please touch me…”

Olivia raised her eyebrows and bit her lip a little. “Touch you? Where do you want me to touch you moo girl?” She could feel Rebecca’s hesitation but knew she had to push her over that line.

Rebecca felt her face flush “My..my breasts. Please…your hands feel so good…” she felt another presence, cracking her eyes open to see Ivy cuddling up against her side, Ivy’s dark skin a contrast to Rebecca’s own pale flesh.

Olivia tutted, her voice getting colder and more commanding. “Moo girls like you don’t have breasts…what do they have? What are you asking me to touch moo girl?” The anticipation caused Olivia’s pussy to flood with a fresh wave of arousal, it just kept building and she gritted her teeth, she had to convince Rose to let her cum soon.

Rebecca nodded, a few tears rolling down her cheeks. “Please…please touch my udders…” Olivia smirked and without hesitation took each huge breast in her hands, squeezing and kneading each breast carefully and firmly.

“Good moo girl…good…”

Josephine

There seemed to be no end to the lodge, it’s rooms seeming to expand and extend forever to keep her trapped. Josephine was almost hyperventilating with panic as she finally collapsed into a much wider area, like an atrium. It was dark in here but the lightly started to flicker on as she pushed herself to her feet. Tears flowing freely down her cheeks as memories assaulted her, memories combined with the certainty that if Josephine didn’t improve her score the dead bitch in charge would destroy her body and soul. The flat almost reptilian look in Aurora’s eyes had shown that she’d would be receiving no mercy from that quarter.

It had just been an ordinary day, the only difference if that she’d been convinced to bunk off school with a few of her friends. They had gone back to hers because Josephine’s parents always worked late and so she’d have the house to themselves until after the time when school finished. She’d used her key to open the door, the memory of that moment etched in her memory. The little pair of clogs on her keychain a present her father had gotten her on his latest business trip…

“Are you lost little lamb? Or do you enjoy stumbling into the den of a wolf, you poor tortured soul?”

Josephine was torn from her memory at the sound of the voice, looking up to meet the red eyes and manic too wide smile of Victoria. Letting out a little scream Josephine rolled away, the other woman’s wide and unblinking eyes following her.

“Ugh no! I…I just wanted to get away. I thought maybe if I ran far enough…” Josephine trailed off into silence as she realised how foolish her impulse had been. Even if she tried to escape, she was hardly dressed for slogging through thick snow down a mountain. Pushing herself to her feet, she **** herself to look up and meet Victoria’s eyes.

“I…I need to get a bunch of VP’s or I’m going to get eliminated and get a really nasty transformation!” Josephine felt her panic rising inside her again, her suppressed memories rising to the surface and preparing to break through to flood her mind again. The iron band clamping down around her wrist jerked her out of it, looking down she realised it was just Victoria’s grip as suddenly the other woman was in her face, her glowing red eyes practically all that Josephine could see.

“You need VP’s…well I know just the way to earn a lot. You won’t like it but needs must poor unfortunate soul. And I’ve got some things just for you to help earn those VP’s…now…let’s go shopping!”