Once Henry started whipping her, he never let up until he was bored with it. Tonight it took him a long time to get bored. Zelda sobbed into the pillow. Her cunt was like a waterfall, the juice running out in a steady stream down the insides of her thighs. She moaned and sobbed, and then finally the pain became too much and she fainted.
She was out awhile, and then something made her open her eyes and she found Henry pissing on her. Zelda shuddered as the warm piss flowed over her neck and back.
Henry grunted as he shook his prick over her. "The chambermaid will freak out when she sees the bed," he said. "You can sleep in this bed and I'll take the other one."
But after a while he relented and Zelda was able to crawl into bed beside him.
The next day Henry rented a car and they went shopping in a large mall near the hotel.
On the way back Henry spotted a high class lingerie boutique and he stopped the car.
"Let's see what they've got for you," he said. Zelda was glad to stretch her legs. The place had no other customers in it, but the set-up was nice and it was pleasantly air-conditioned. The girl who came out seemed surprised to see them in the shop. When Zelda asked her about it, the girl looked Zelda up and down and said. "We do mostly showgirls here."
Henry chuckled. "My wife's a showgirl, too."
Zelda laughed. "That's not true!"
"Yes, it is!" Henry said. "Show the girl something!"
The girl was looking at them like they were crazy. Zelda blushed and shook her head at Henry. "No, Henry, I won't."
"Yes, you will!" Henry said.
"Now listen," the girl said, "I don't want to get mixed up in anything!"
Henry smiled. "There's nothing to get mixed up in, honey." Then he looked at Zelda. "Go on, Zelda, show the girl something."
Zelda blushed. Then she took hold of her dress at the sides and slowly raised it. She kept lifting the dress until she had it up to her waist. She was naked under the dress. The salesgirl stared at Zelda's blonde cunt-bush. She saw the gold chain clipped to each of Zelda's clit-lips. The chain hung down in a loop between Zelda's creamy thighs.
The girl giggled. "Oh boy, I know what she is."
"She'll do anything you want," Henry said.
"You mean now?"
Henry nodded. "That's what I mean."
The girl looked doubtful. "I don't know, I only work here and I don't want to get into any trouble."
"There's no one here," Henry said. "We're the only customers. We'll buy something later. Come on, tell her what you want!"
The girl looked at Zelda, at the chain attached to Zelda's pussy. Then she raised her eyes to Zelda's face. Zelda blushed and looked away. The girl snickered. "Maybe she can suck me off," the girl said. "Yeah, that's what I want!"
And that's what Zelda had to do. She dropped her dress now. No one had any more interest in her pussy. It was the salesgirl's pussy that required attention.
The girl took them to the back of the store where they couldn't be seen from the street.
"I thought this was going to be a boring day," the salesgirl said.
She quickly dropped her shorts and panties and stepped out of them.
Henry chuckled as be gazed at the girl's round little ass. Then he chuckled again when the girl turned and he saw that her pussy was shaved.
The girl smiled, raised one leg and placed her foot on a chair.
"My boyfriend likes it this way. He likes to lick it and I like it too."
"What's your name?" Henry said.
"Cindy," the girl said.
Henry turned to Zelda. "Go on, Zelda, suck Cindy's pussy!"
Zelda went down on her knees. She was hungry for it now. The girl had such a luscious looking cunt. Cindy spread her bald cunt-lips with her fingers and Zelda's tongue came out to find her cunt-hole.
"Oooooh, she's good!" Cindy said.
Henry laughed. "You're damn right she's good. She gives great head. If you want, you can piss in her mouth."
Cindy giggled. "You mean it?"
"Of course I mean it."
"She's a slave, isn't she?"
"That's right."
"Tell her to open her mouth and I'll do it!"
"You tell her. Slap her round if you want."
The girl giggled again and slapped Zelda's head.
"Open your mouth so I can piss in it!" Cindy said.
Zelda got herself into position under Cindy's crotch and opened her mouth. Cindy had a flushed face and wide eyes as she looked down at the woman between her legs. Then the next moment the yellow piss gushed out of Cindy's pisshole and straight into Zelda's mouth.
"Ooooh, I love it!" Cindy said. She rubbed her clit with her fingers as she pissed.
After that Henry bought two nightgowns for Zelda and they walked out of the shop and climbed into the car.
"I think you had a good time," Henry said. Zelda blushed. "It was nice."
"She has a sweet little pussy."
Zelda nodded. "She's adorable."
"Would you rather suck a pussy or a cock?" Zelda smiled. "A cock, any day."
"Go on, suck me off!"
Zelda looked around. "Here?"
Henry nodded. "Right here. If anyone looks, I'll tell them you lost an earring."
The danger of being seen turned Zelda on. That plus the effect of what had happened in the lingerie shop. The girl hid been delicious.
Such a luscious little pussy without a hair on it. Even her piss had a sweet taste. Zelda was sorry she hadn't had a chance at the girl's asshole. Henry ought to have told her to. Maybe he didn't understand how much she liked to do a girl's asshole. How important it was to have a taste of a girl's ass.
She went down on Henry's cock. He was big and hard, obviously turned on by watching the little shop girl piss in Zelda's mouth. His cockhead throbbed on Zelda's tongue. She sucked his prick, bobbing her head up and down as she worked to bring him off.
Then she heard Henry chuckle. "We've got an audience," he said. "I don't know if they know what's going on, but they're sure looking."
Zelda tried to raise her head, but he held her down. He told her to keep sucking. He made her suck his cock until he shot his cum-load. He emptied his balls down her throat and then he told her she could sit up.
Sure enough, when she straightened up, she saw four or five people standing near the car and laughing at them.
"She's a great little cock-sucker," Henry said. Then he started the motor and drove off.
Zelda quivered. She loved everything Henry did.
That evening, after dinner, Henry told Zelda to remain in the room awhile without him. He said he would return soon, but he gave her no information about where he was going. Zelda was puzzled, but she did what he wanted. These days she always did what Henry wanted. It made her life simple and sweet and that was the way she wanted it.
Henry returned in less than an hour, but he was not alone. He had a beautiful girl with him. Henry said she was a showgirl, a performer in one of the shows in the hotel. The girl was tall and gorgeous and she looked at Zelda with amusement in her eyes.
"Hello," the girl said to Zelda.
Zelda was jealous. How could she possibly compete with a girl as beautiful as this one? She nodded at the girl.
"Pleased to meet you," Zelda said.
Marylou chuckled and looked at Henry. "She's sweet. Are you sure you weren't lying to me about her?"
Henry shook his head. "No way."
Marylou wasn't convinced. "I'm not interested in any party unless she's what you say she is."
"Ask her," Henry said.
Marylou looked at Zelda. "He says you're a slave. Is he telling the truth?"
"Show your ass," Henry said. "Let her see the marks on your ass!"
Zelda did it. She turned her back to them and raised her skirt to show the welts on her ass-cheeks.