really thought priming her like that might work. Make her into the first two times, get her all turned on, then see what decision she makes when her will returns… how couldn't it work? Who would refuse a sixty-nine once you're already there? Guess we'll have to fall back on the usual."
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Chapter 2
Both women grabbed her by an arm and hauled her downstairs again. The stark white walls came as a horrible dismay.
"Please, don't do this," she pleaded. "I enjoyed it, I'm a lesbian now, I promise!"
Lydia shook her head and smirked. "Like my girlfriend said, who refuses a sixty-nine? You must be straight. We'll have tons of fun working on that, though."
They threw her down on one of the two black couches, facing the mattress on the floor between them. While Lydia put a heavy hand on her shoulder to keep her still, Emma released Aubrey and Rachel from their cages, bringing both girls center stage. "Get naked," she ordered.
Both girls stripped and jumped on the mattress. Gwen watched Aubrey carefully, wondering if the girl's earlier moment of clarity had also been an act… or if she was truly not quite as brainwashed as Rachel. She couldn't be sure either way.
"Direct them," Emma ordered.
"What, me?"
"Yes. Tell them what you want them to do, and masturbate to it."
Gwen scrunched up her face. "What, why?"
Emma moved to the wall, grabbed her favorite brush whip, and returned to strike her hard on the arm.
"Ow! That hurt!"
"That's the point," Emma chided. "Don't ask questions. Just do. Or we'll strip you again and whip that nice round ass of yours."
Running worried hands protectively along her clothes, Gwen nodded. She turned to the girls. "Sorry about this…"
Rachel laughed. "We love it. We can leave any time , unlike you."
Aubrey nodded alongside her, smiling. "What do you want us to do? Anything you want, we'll enjoy showing off for you."
"Um… have sex," Gwen ordered, motioning her hand.
Emma chuckled.
Rachel and Aubrey smiled at each other. "You'll have to be a little more specific."
Gwen's sight landed on Rachel's studded nipples. "Um, Aubrey… suck on those."
"Nice start," Lydia commented behind her.
"Well I had to choose something …"
On the mattress, Aubrey smiled at her, and then kneeled in front of her friend. She cupped firm breasts in each hand, making a lurid and excited show of running her tongue across each studded nipple before taking them between her lips.
Gwen absently rubbed the denim above her inner thigh.
"Let me help you," Lydia s aid, leaning over her to undo her jeans. Her still-wet hair dragged a chilly stain across the blonde's t-shirt.
She almost thanked Lydia for the help before she realized how ridiculous that would be, given her situation. Sighing, she slid her hand down her pants, wondering if she had yet another orgasm in her.
Though, a s much as she hated to admit it, both girls were gorgeous…
Aubrey continued sucking on each of Rachel's nipples.
"You don't have to keep doing the same thing… you can keep going," she told them.
"Keep going to what?" Rachel asked, grinning wickedly as her friend sucked on her breasts.
"How about… I don't know… eating out."
"Which one of us?"
She sighed in frustration and grew more direct. "Rachel, lick Aubrey's pussy."
Rachel's grin widened.
"Getting in the spirit?" Lydia whispered in her ear.
Gwen ignored her, instead watching the black-haired girl push Aubrey down and move to lick her hungrily.
"Wait," Emma interrupted. "Give our guest a good view first."
Aubrey nodded, got up from her elbows, and approached the couch. Climbing up with Lydia's offered hand, she put a leg on either side of the wispy blonde, exposing herself up close.
Gwen stared in surprise at the pussy thrust in her face - but did not stop absently rubbing herself. The girl's slit was startlingly perfect and smooth. Her thin lips opened with the motion of her legs, exposing some of her inner pink. A few glimmers hinted at her growing