Rhoda said that if Angela was chosen to be a playgirl, she'd be assigned for training to one of the master couples. Angela would have two weeks of that and then she'd be back in the barracks until they found a place for her.
"A place where?"
Rhoda smiled. "It could be anywhere. I'm hoping they get me a place in Florida. I've always wanted to live in Florida."
Angela quivered. "I've got to get out of here. I don't want to go any place except home."
Rhoda shook her head. "You can't get out, honey. If you try anything you'll be in big trouble. I saw what happened to a girl who tried something. They made her a serving girl and they gave her the worst of everything. She lived with Dugan awhile in his cottage. She was a wreck by the time he was through with her. You don't want that, do you?"
Angela shuddered as she thought of Dugan. She'd kill herself before she'd live with Dugan in his cottage. She leaned against Rhoda when Rhoda put her arm around her. She was grateful for Rhoda's friendship. The redhead had turned out to be nicer than the others.
Suddenly the door of the barracks opened and Dugan came in. He wanted Angela. He led her away, out of the barracks and to another building. He said nothing as they crossed the compound. He made her go into a small building. She was put into the hands of two serving girls. Dugan walked out and the girls snickered at Angela.
"On the table, honey."
Angela had to lie on a massage table while the girls worked on her. One of them shaved her pussy. Angela had no will to resist any more. Rhoda had frightened her.
After her pussy was shaved, Angela was taken to a shower to clean up. When she finished, the girls helped her get her hair dried and her face done.
Then Dugan looked in. He smiled when he saw Angela's shaved pussy. "Nice little pussy slit, cookie." Then he told Angela she'd been assigned to the Morgans to be trained as a playgirl.
CHAPTER FIVE
Carol and Gus Morgan, one of the master couples, had a ranch-style house all to themselves at the edge of the compound. Angela was now with Carol Morgan in the Morgan living room. Carol wore a white jumpsuit but Angela was naked. Angela had already met Gus briefly. Carol was now questioning Angela about her sexual experience. The sultry blonde leaned back and smiled at Angela who was standing meekly in front of her.
"Married only two years?"
Angela nodded. "Two years and two months."
Carol chuckled. "Take your hands away from your belly, honey. You don't want to cover that pretty little cunt slit, do'you? Let's have a look at it."
Angela was miserable. She felt awful being naked in front of this woman. She could see the mockery in Carol's eyes. But she had to obey her. She pulled her hands away from her front and moved her legs slightly apart.
Carol wanted more. She told Angela to spread her cunt slit with her fingers.
"Don't be bashful. You're never to be bashful here. You always do as you're told. Do you understand that?"
"Yes."
"Open your pussy more. That's the way. Don't be afraid to show your cunt. I watched Dugan fuck your ass this morning. You didn't like that, did you?"
"I hated it."
Carol snickered. "You'll get enough of it from Gus. He likes a tight asshole. And maybe you'll get some from me, too. Have you ever been fucked by a woman?"
Angela looked at Carol and shook her head.
"Dear God, no."
"Don't look at me. You don't look at any of us, you look at the floor when you're with us. Do you understand that?"
"You behave yourself, honey. Either that or you get to be a serving girl. Are you going to behave yourself?"
"I'll try."
"Well, let's find out. You can start by kissing my feet."
Angela went down on her knees on the rug in front of Carol. The blonde raised one foot and Angela kissed her instep. Then Carol slipped the high-heeled mule off her foot and told Angela to suck her toes.
"Get them good and wet. I like the wet feeling."
Carol kept Angela working on her feet as she sipped her drink. Angela whs miserable. She hated being a slave to this woman. She hated the way Carol treated her. Angela hoped she'd be able to escape from the Morgan house. She had to find a way. She couldn't go on like this. It was awful to have the woman's toes wriggling in her mouth. She was determined to try to escape no matter what the danger.
When Carol had enough of the toe sucking, she brusquely pushed Angela away with one of her feet. The blonde chuckled as Angela fell over on the rug.
"I like your mouth," the blonde said. "I liked it as soon as I saw you. I had Gus pull some strings to get you. Now let's have the mouth where it belongs. Let's find out how much you know."
Horrified, Angela watched Carol unzip her jumpsuit and peel it off. Carol waved her hand and Angela had to crawl to get the jumpsuit off her feet. Then Carol leaned back and spread her thighs apart. She had dark cunt hair. She wasn't a true blonde. She opened her cunt with her fingers and told Angela to suck it.
Angela stared at it. She wanted to retch. She remembered Lola's cunt and how she'd sucked it in the van. She saw the amusement in Carol's eyes. She knew she had no choice. She knew if she refused, Carol would call Dugan and Dugan would give her the electric prod. Or maybe worse than that. Angela moved forward and went down on Carol's open pussy.
The blonde made a sound of pleasure at the first touch of Angela's lips.
"That's it, baby. Don't be afraid of it. Suck my pussy hole awhile before you do my clit. Get some of the juice out. Let me see it. Let me see some juice on your tongue."
Angela had to show Carol the froth of cunt juice on her tongue. Angela trembled with disgust at the smell and taste of the woman's gaping cunt. She tried not to look at it, but she couldn't avoid it. Carol had a fleshy ripe looking cunt. She had a large clit and a large cunt hole. The mouth of her cunt hole was covered with a film of white cunt juice.
Before long Carol ordered Angela to suck her clit to bring her off. The blonde humped her pussy at Angela's face. Angela worked diligently to get Carol off. She hoped it would be finished then and she'd have some peace. Carol finally came with a shudder and a groan.
After that the blonde kicked Angela away. She said Angela would get to suck her off at least once a day. She teased Angela about Angela being a lesbian.
"You give head like a dyke, honey. You're just what I need."
She said Angela was to remain naked in the house. She could wear shoes when she wanted, but never anything else unless she was told to. Carol said Gus liked his girls in high heels.
"He likes legs and asses."
She told Angela to keep her asshole clean and always lubricated with Vaseline. She said that if Gus ever found Angela's ass dirty or without grease he'd get very angry. She said Angela would be taught how to please Gus when he fucked her ass. She said Angela had a nice ass.
"He'll fuck your brains out," Carol said with a chuckle. "The one thing he likes is a nice ass."
Angela learned all about Gus Morgan that evening. She had her first lesson in ass fucking from Gus and Carol in their bedroom. They had some hot musk on the stereo in the living room piped to the speakers in the bedroom. They had Angela kneeling on the bed with her ass in the air. Gus stood behind her. Carol sat on the edge of the bed near Angela.
Gus talked about Angela's ass hole as he played with it. He'd already greased her asshole with Vaseline. Now he told her to loosen up as he probed it with his fingers.
"Come on, cutie, open it up. That's it. See how easy it is?"
He stretched her asshole with two fingers. Then a moment later she felt his cock pushing in. He had a thick prick and he hurt her.
Carol taunted Angela as Gus worked his cock inside Angela's ass.