"Lots of tongue," Carol said.
She kept her eyes on Zelda's face. She watched Zelda's pink tongue as it came out to lick her. It turned her on to have a woman do her cunt after it had just fucked by her husband. She liked Zelda. She liked her ripe tits and her pretty blonde cunt and her pink asshole. The last woman they'd had as a slave had been a brunette like Carol. A girl with a dark pussy and a dark asshole. Carol liked blondes better. They were more tender. They seemed to cry more easily. She liked it when they cried. She liked to hurt them.
Zelda had the taste of Bronson's jism in her mouth now. She was amazed how much of it she could get out of Carol's cunt-hole. The trick was to get her tongue way inside and then apply some suction to pull the spunk out. She felt as though she were feeding on Carol, sucking all the goodies out and making a meal of her.
After the sucking was finished, Carol made Zelda turn around so she could play with her ass. First Carol used her foot. She ran her toes up and down Zelda's ass-crack and chuckled as Zelda squirmed with discomfort. Both feet, Carol spread Zelda's ass-cheeks apart to expose Zelda's pink asshole.
"Cute little bum," Carol said. "Do you like a cock in there?"
Zelda trembled. "Definitely not."
"I thought you wouldn't. You're too uptight. Tight little brain and tight little asshole. Push it out. Open your asshole."
Zelda moaned. She pushed out. Behind her, Carol chuckled as Zelda's asshole opened like a tiny mouth. Carol pushed one of her big toes at Zelda's grommet. She pushed until the tip of her toe popped inside Zelda's ass.
Zelda moaned again. "Please don't."
"Stop complaining," Carol said. "When was the last time you had a cock in there?"
"I don't know, I guess a few days ago."
"Did you like it?"
"I hated it."
"I don't believe you."
Carol pushed at Zelda's asshole with her big toe and insisted Zelda was lying. Zelda finally yielded. She said yes, it sometimes felt good. Carol laughed at her victory. She pulled her foot away and leaned forward to run her fingers along Zelda's ass-crack. Zelda gasped as one of Carol's fingers slipped inside her asshole.
"Please…" Zelda said.
Carol laughed and added another finger. Her forefinger and middle finger in Zelda's ass, Carol fucked her fingers in and out.
"This is almost as good as a cock, isn't it?" Zelda groaned. She had her head down on the rug. She couldn't help wiggling her ass as Carol's fingers flicked in and out. Yes it did feel good. Zelda, hated to admit it, but the fingers in there felt delicious. And then Carol added another finger and Zelda went a little crazy. Her as gyrated as she came. She felt like she had a big cock pumping in her shitter. She felt like her guts were being tickled by Carol's finger.
"Next time I'll use a cucumber," Carol said. "I'll get you to adore it. You're going to be my personal slave and I'll fuck you in the ass all the time."
Zelda shuddered and collapsed on the rug.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Over here," Carol said.
Three days had passed. Zelda lay on the bed with them in the master bedroom. The morning sun streamed in through the blinds. When Zelda was slow in moving, Carol pushed at her with her foot.
"I said over here. Start fucking before I get angry."
Zelda shifted her body to get her head between Carol's thighs. They had called her in only a few minutes before and none of them were fully awake yet. Certainly not Zelda.
She had become their slave. She had to be ready any time they called her. Sometimes it was Bronson and sometimes it was Carol and sometimes it was both of them. They were familiar to her now. She had an intimate acquaintance with their bodies, their moods, the cruelties they liked to inflict on her. They beat her when they felt like it. The pissed on her when they felt like it. And some of it took place before the eyes of the servants. Zelda now realized the servants were not any better off than she was.
After a while Carol pushed Zelda away. The brunette left the bed and walked into the john. Zelda heard the bathroom door close. She was tired. She wanted to sleep another hour or two, but of course they wouldn't let her. She lay there in her misery, thankful that at least Bronson seemed too lazy to make demands on her.
Then the bathroom door opened and Carol called to Zelda.
"Come in here," Carol said.
Zelda left the bed and walked into the bathroom. They were both naked. Carol was standing at the bathroom sink, facing the mirror as she rubbed some lotion over her face.
"Do you know anything about toilet paper?"
Zelda was puzzled. "Toilet paper?"
"Yes, darling, toilet paper. There are all kinds. Some of the brands are quite soft, aren't they?"
"Yes, I suppose so."
"But there's something that's even softer than toilet paper, something that can be used just as well. I haven't forced it on you because I was hoping you'd be clever enough to realize it yourself. You do want to please me, don't you?"
"I don't want to be hurt."
"Yes, of course, and that means you want to please me. Do my ass, will you? I think it's time you offered me that little service. I just did a shit and a wet tongue is so much nicer than toilet paper."
Zelda now understood what Carol wanted. She was horrified.
"You can't make me do that."
"Yes, I can," Carol said.
"It's disgusting."
"That's why I'll enjoy it so much when you do it. And you will, too."
"No, I won't!"
"Hurry, darling. If I lose my temper, you'll get the prod again. It wasn't so pleasant the last time, was it?"
Zelda trembled. She moved behind Carol and crouched down to get her face opposite Carol's lush ass. The brunette snickered, leaned forward against the sink and told Zelda to get on with it.
"Don't be bashful," Carol said. "You'll be doing it as often as I want it and you may as well get used to it."
Quivering with revulsion at what she was being forced to do, Zelda put her hands on Carol's ass-cheeks and pulled them apart.
As Zelda feared, Carol's ass-crack was dirty. The brunette had indeed made a shit. She'd been shitting before she called Zelda into the bathroom. Her whole had not yet been wiped and the puckered ring still had a glob of shit on it.
Zelda knew she had no choice. She closed her eyes and prayed for some miracle to get her out of the Bronson home. Then she extended her tongue and moved in.
Gingerly, at first. Then she realized the best thing to do was get it over with. If she used plenty of spit, the taste might be diluted enough to be bearable. Holding Carol's ass-cheeks wide apart, she put her mouth directly on Carol's asshole and flooded it with her saliva.
"That's good," Carol said with a purring sound. She liked the tickling feeling produced by the wetness. She pushed her sphincter out to open her ass to Zelda's tongue.
Zelda licked and sucked the brunette's shitty ass. It wasn't long before the funky taste was gone. She had rimmed Carol many times, and now what she was doing was really no more than that. All right, she's clean, Zelda thought. Just to make sure, she swabbed her tongue once more up and down the entire length of Carol's asscrack.
Carol was pleased. She patted Zelda's head when the job was done.
"You'll get even better at it," Carol said. "You'll take good care of me, won't you, darling?"
They finally moved out of the bathroom and returned to the bedroom. Bronson was fully awake now. He sipped his morning coffee and smiled at them.
"What have you two been up to in there?"
"Fun and games," Carol said. "I'm going to fuck her now. She's been clever enough to turn me on and I owe her that much."
Zelda sat on the edge of the bed and watched Carol strap on a large pink dildo. This one wasn't as large as some of the others Carol had used on Zelda. But it was large enough. Zelda couldn't help trembling as she thought of the big rubber cock reaming out her pussy.