Emily led Lucy out into the living room, her ballgag replaced with a wide ring gag that slid behind her teeth, forcing her mouth wide open; as she stumbled blindly behind her mistress, a long stream of saliva slid out from the little sub’s open mouth and trailed down to her naked breasts.
She was still blindfolded, because otherwise she would see what waited in the living room and know what was in store for her, and Emily preferred it to be a surprise; Lucy froze in the doorway, fearful, ignorant, blind, “Ungh?” she moaned questioningly.
“Come on!” Emily snapped: she had taken Lucy’s noose down from the ceiling and now held the long trailing rope in her hand like a leash. She gave it a tug, and Lucy whimpered, and followed after her.
Susan and Sakura lay on the floor of the living room, both completely naked, both hogtied with their tight bodies bent into back-breaking bows by the thick ropes.
They lay on their bellies, their breasts crushed beneath them, whimpering helplessly through wide ring gags, still blindfolded, arms bound together behind their backs at wrist and elbow, their elbows touching, pulling their shoulders back, forcing their breasts further out - until Emily tilted htem over onto their bellies, and now their breasts simply ached, lying in a pool of drool from each girl’s mouth.
Emily stopped Lucy in place, then took her skintight shorts by the waistband and pulled them down.
“Nuh!” Lucy moaned, shaking her head as Emily pulled her shorts down her lean legs to her feet, but there was nothing she could do to stop Emily pulling them off.
Emily stood again and laid a hand on Lucy’s shoulder. “Down!” she snapped, forcing the sub down to her knees, then pressed her down onto her belly on the floor.
Lucy lay down, moaning helplessly as she felt her own saliva pool on the floor beneath her, feeling cold on her naked sensitive skin.
Emily grabbed up a piece of rope and crouched beside Lucy where she lay; Emily doubled the rope over and slid it around Lucy’s elbows. Lucy moaned as Emily pulled the rope taut, forcing her elbows together until they touched. Lucy whimpered, her voice an echo of Sakura’s and Susan’s, as Emily bound the rope off, cinching it tightly before tying it.
Another rope was bound around her ankles, then Emily looped it through her wrist bonds and pulled hard on it, forcing Lucy’s legs up; she pulled hard on the rope, forcing Lucy’s feet closer and closer to her hands. Emily slid her leg beneath Lucy’s bound thighs and heaved hard on them, bending Lucy’s body into a bow as tight as the others’; holding her like that, Emily bound the rope off, then slid her leg away. Lucy whimpered as her tight hogtie took her weight, the rough ropes squeezing her small body like in a vice.
Heaving a deep breathy, Emily stood to her feet and look around; her three captives helplessly squirmed in their bonds, whimpering and moaning, pleading indecipherably for release.
Emily grinned. She would give them release, all right, but not the kind they wanted.
She grabbed Lucy and slid her aover onto her left side, then turned her so she faced the other two, her pale belly and small breasts displayed.
She turned to Susan, turned her to face the right way, ignoring her soft grunts as Emily grabbed her by the hogtie rope, the ropes tightening around her, then shoved Susan over onto her left side, her head only a few inches from Lucy’s soaked and naked pussy, though blindfolded as she was, Susan could not see it.
Emily moved to Sakura last, and turned the little nisei like she had the others, shoving her over onto her side, hertiny breasts and tight belly displayed for Emily’s delight. She had to take a moment to stare, almost entranced, at the sight of Sakura’s little body, naked and wrapped in merciless rope.
Then Emily shook herself out of it; her three captives all lay on their sides, their wide-open ring gagged lips inches from anothers’ bare pussy, each of them lying with her own bare pussy inches from another’s hot wet tongue.
Emily reached down and placed her hands on Sakura, on her shoulder and side. “Nghhh. . .” Sakura moaned helplessly under Emily’s possessive touch. Smiling, Emily pushed her over the few inches to put her forced-open lips to press against Susan’s swollen pussy.
“Hng!” Sakura grunted, her voice cut off by the hot soft flesh of Susan’s womanhood.
“Nhnnn!” Susan moaned, raising her head, her many braids waving as Sakura’s hot lips and tongue pressed against her slit.
Emily grabbed hold of Susan’s braids and pulled up on them, making her moan again, adjusting the position of her head. Leaving her there, Emily turned back to Lucy; without further ado, Emily drakkd Lucy the few inches over, forcing her pussy into Susan’s face, and pressing her gasping mouth between Sakura’s creamy thighs.
“Mhmmm!” Sakura moaned, her voice muffled by Susan’s hot flesh.
Susan trembled as Sakura’s voice vibrated through her pussy.
Emily grabbed up a long whipe and held it loosely in her hand. “Listen good, now, little bitches!” she said with a smile. “The first one to climax will get whipped, and spend the whole weekend as my slave! So if you don’t want to spend your weekend in a maid’s costume, cleaning the bathroom floor with your tongue, you’d better get moving with those tongues now, girls!”
All three captives struggled to move away from the others, but the tight ropes gave them no option; Sakura groaned as Lucy slid her tongue inside of her, running a hot wet tongue through her slit, sliding it over th little nub of her clit.
Sakura trembled, then thrust her own tongue into Susan’s pussy; Susan cried out, then licked at Lucy’s pussy’ Lucy uttered a helpless whine, then redoubleed her assault on Sakura’s pussy.
Emily sat bck on the sofa, her legs crossed daintily, watching with a smile as her three helpless captives competed with each other to make the others come first: sweat broke out on their naked skins, they trembled and moaned, their muffled voices rising into cries, then screams of pleasure; they struggled, against their ropes and against the others’ lips and tongues until finally, Sakura couldn’t resist it any more, and her muffled voice rose to an ear-splitting screech as Lucy drove her tongue against her clit with undeniable force; an instant later Susan was overcome and came with a tremendous cry, the vibrations of her own voice running through Lucy’s pussy, driving her to a helpless scream of pleasure as she came.
Their contest over, the three captives collapsed to lie still, still pressed together, each exhausted girl could feel the other’s breath on her sweat-sheaned naked skin.
Emily applauded. “Good show, girls!” she cheered. “I’m sure we’ll have to do this again over the weekend!’
“HNNNG?!” Lucy and Susan screamed, in outrage, even louder than they had when they’d cum.
“I said that the first to climax would be whipped and spend the weekend as my maid; I never said what would happen to the other two of you!” Emily said reasonably.
Her captives didn’t appreciate her reasoning: they squirmed and struggled in the tight ropes she’d laid on them, moaning and crying through their gags, shaking their heads helplessly, crying pitiably.
“All right, all right!” Emily said, throwing up her hands. “I won’t whip you all!” She heaved a sigh. “Now, let’s find a good use for those mouths of yours!”