The young women attempt to create a new lesbian...

Claire struggled as the two other females moved her upon one of the three beds. This one was situated closest to the television set.

When the three young women were centered upon the bed, two of them were satisfied, but the third had struggled immensely without success. Quickly, Kelly fetched her handbag from the floor nearby and dug through it. She immediately found what she was looking for.

The saucy naked woman peeled off a corner of the surgical tape and pulled on it, letting her hands separate a little. With this loose strip of tape hanging, she proceeded to place it upon Claire's cheek.

To Claire's sheer frightful horror, Kelly had pulled the surgical tape dispenser around Claire's head many times, laying down a liberal amount of tape. Not just around her head and over Claire's mouth, but across the mini-towel she had foisted inside the mouth of her friend just a minute before.

With tenderness and pride, she smoothed out all the layers of tape, taking great care and time to make sure the mini-towel would stay inside Claire's mouth as long as either of the two other females wanted it there.

At last, she smoothed over the forehead and cheeks of Claire's mortified face... kissing her gently and tenderly. "My dear Claire," Kelly began with true lust in her voice, "do not be frightened. This is the only way we could think of where you would not only listen to us, but in time... become just like us."

She tried to shake her head in utter disagreement, but all during this time, Kelly's nude partner, Jordan, had held her down and controlled her with fierce and experienced might. Jordan wanted to kiss Claire too, to ask of her forgiveness... but that's not to come until much later. She could tell Claire just wants to leave and the strong woman wasn't going to let that happen at all.

Kelly got up, letting the fake cock weave through the air as if it was a glorious weapon of might, love, lust and passion... one that every mortal should behold if they were ever under the whim of these two glorious Goddesses.

But no, she had something else in mind. She walked over and crouched down to the suitcase she and Jordan apparently shared for the trip. She got up, revealing a VCR tape in her hands. She slipped the plastic cassette inside the large slot underneath the screen of the television set, tapped a few buttons and then rejoined the other women back on the bed.

As the tape played, Claire was shocked and horrified at what she saw. Bronzed skin filled the screen, beaded with sweat or water... each droplet twinkled and sparkled in the sunlight.

Claire was horrified because it could be clearly be seen what sex the skin had belonged to, and more importantly... what was this person's manner of dress.

As the camera pulled back even further, the area in which the camera had been zoomed in was, of course, known. Just inches from the woman's loins. Yet, she didn't mind. In fact, she seemed to be performing for the viewer, as her soft fingertips stroked her womanly genitals.

Claire decided that she wasn't going to look anymore, so she shut her eyes and tried to turn away, as much as possible. But the other young women had an answer for that tactic, too.

They both moved closer to Claire, one trying to disrobe her and the other began to paw and stroke the skin of their collective victim seductively. For example, one hand cupped a clothed breast as the other maiden slipped a finger underneath Claire's denim skirt.

Slowly, yet seductively, the skirt was unsnapped and thrown aside. Then the women changed roles. The first girl began to unbutton the fancy sweater as the other curled her hands up from her armpits, and carefully, the women slipped off one sleeve, and then the other.

Next went the "Roxy" tee that Claire wore, which was followed by her bra. Finally, Jordan spun one finger around Claire's panties at the hip, curled the finger upon itself and with a tug, the panties fell free...

The women took turns caressing Claire's nude body. They each kissed and licked her very white and very virgin skin as the model on the television moaned and pleasured herself as well. And when the actress didn't moan, one of the girls did. Although Claire was very frightened, she was also becoming quite turned on...

Claire began to notice that Kelly took matters of love, intimacy and lust quite seriously, as she moved herself to Claire's quivering labia. She deeply inhaled the virgin's feminine musk and smiled broadly, before inhaling the saucy aroma again and again. It was as if Kelly quickly became addicted to Claire's glorious musk.

Kelly slipped her tounge over Claire's unshaved pubis mons, slowly paving a trail of both sweet saliva and unmatched control and desire. On and on went Kelly's unbridled lust, as the wetness conquered follicle after follicle that peppered around the squirming lips of Claire's confused vulva... It was as if her skin was the next battlezone...