Chapter 2 - Pussy Ahoy!
"We should donate to the Breast Bank, Tiff! It's a charity that I just
invented where the generously over-endowed, like ourselves, contribute a bit for
the benefit of their lesser sisters!"
Blond Tiffany giggled tipsily and had another sip of champagne.
"I'm one selfish bitch, Joy! I'm keeping it all for myself and to hell with
the lesser sisters!"
Topless, red-headed Joy raised her glass and jiggled her monster melons.
"I'll drink to that! Lesser sisters? They're titless wonders! We're
bodacious babes! Fuck 'em, I say!"
"They only get to fuck our rejects! A toast to busty babes!"
They clinked their champagne glasses together and drank. Then they lay back
to tan their titanic tits. Oiled up, tops off, Joy and her girlfriend Tiffany
were sleepily sunning themselves on the deck of Tiff's sailboat, the Muffin,
anchored in a secluded cove. High breasted babes with big boobs, Joy and Tiffany
were both charter members of the Monster Melon Club. Rich girls, born rich,
raised rich, spoiled rotten, each one her Daddy's only little girl, their
pampered lives left them completely unprepared for what happened next.
"Shit!"
Joy and Tiffany flipped onto their bellies as the speedboat screamed into
the cove. While this hid their monster melons, it exposed two fine pairs of bare
buns, the invisible thong buried deep in their cracks. The speedboat pulled up
alongside. Four toughs hopped nimbly onto the Muffin. Tiffany, wide eyed, asked
the inevitable stupid question.
"What do you want?"
Two thugs stepped in front of Joy and Tiffany, who frantically clutched
their towels to their bare chests. Two others straddled the prone beauties from
behind and snaked a loop of rope around each throat. The choke ropes were pulled
upwards.
The towels fluttered to the deck as the two nubile nookies scrambled to
their feet, fingers clawing desperately at the strangling ropes eating into
their tender white throats, pretty eyes bulging, big bare bazooms bouncing
wildly. One of the men grinned.
"We want your honeypot, honey!"
"Fuck you!"
"That's the idea!"
The men with the choke ropes pulled the young beauties up until they were
prancing prettily on tiptoe, gasping and squirming in topless glory. The two men
in front hooked their thumbs in the thongs and jerked downwards, peeling the
thong out of the crack of their tight heinies, yanking it down to their ankles.
Lacking leverage, gasping for breath, but still struggling hard, Joy and Tiffany
tried to kick them in the nuts.
"Time for lesson one: who's the boss!"
Precisely together, the two men in front straightened up and pistoned a fist
into the young muffs' diaphragms. The breath and any remaining fight whooshed
out of them. Joy's champagne-soaked bladder emptied, hot urine spurting from
between her thighs. The men with the choke ropes lowered the gasping pussies
down to the deck again, while the other men pinned their wrists together behind
their backs, using strong plastic ties to fasten their wrists together. The
strong plastic ties could only be cut loose. Their thongs were jerked from their
ankles, leaving the two young quims stark naked, gasping like landed fish on the
hot deck.
"Fuck off, you motherfuckers!"
Hands were wrapped in their long flowing hair. Tiff and Joy were pulled
painfully to their feet. Eager hands explored their naked flesh, squeezing and
kneading intimately.
"Eat shit and die!"
Each squirming, toffy-nosed tart was slapped ringingly as she spat out a
defiant phrase. They were quickly and systematically beaten into submission.
"Time for lesson two: how to be a fuckslut!"
The two succulent slits soon found themselves the meat in a sandwich. A
prick up their cunt, a greased prick up their assholes, their well-oiled bodies
danced a bare bum sailor's hornpipe on the deck. Big bare breasts scrubbed
against strong male chests. Nicely dimpled ass-cheeks snuggled up to wiry male
pubic hair.
After being pumped full of pecker snot, Joy and Tiffany were forced to their
knees. The choke ropes were wrapped once more around their pretty young necks.
"Time for lesson three: dick licking!"
"Here's what happens if you don't suck cock!"
The ropes were tightened. The busty blond and her bra-busting buddy
strangled briefly, eyes bulging.
"I'm cutting your hands loose. You will suck and masturbate any cock planted
in front of you. You swallow the cum. If you fail to do perform, it's the rope!"
The ropes were tightened again for a quick reminder. Joy and Tiff choked and
coughed.
Their wrists were cut loose. The two naked nookies knelt fearfully in front
of two of their captors. The other two were standing behind, manning the choke
ropes. Kneeling side by side, Joy and Tiffany were each fed a stiff, bald-headed
mouse. Tiff's pet mouse was covered in black grease. It looked like her rapist
had been whacking off after greasing an engine. She felt sick as she daintily
licked the grease from his dick, wondering how much had been pumped inside her
cunt or maybe up her asshole.
"Lick hard! Suck hard! It's not cotton candy, you stupid cunts!"
The choke ropes were tightened slightly and the young lovelies tried hard to
please. Gobbling and licking like pros, they sucked like hoovers and massaged
the love pipes like they were summoning a genie to grant them a wish. They
choked down the hot gush of spermatic juice and licked the one-eyed worm clean
afterwards.
The men changed places and the kneeling naked nookies got to tongue fuck
another pair of joy sticks. Their pretty heads bobbed as they licked dick, the
choke ropes snug around their throats to remind them of the penalty for failure.
Once more, they gulped down a hot shot of love liquor as a reward for their
labours. Again, they got to lick old slimy clean.
Trembling deliciously, Joy and Tiff were sick with fear as they were
blindfolded, their wrists tied behind them and they were hustled to the
speedboat. The front seat had two rounded metal pegs sticking up side by side.
Tiff and Joy squealed as they were lifted up and lowered down, wrapping their
rectums around the greased pegs. They squealed like terrified piglets on their
way to the slaughterhouse as the speedboat bounced on the waves out of the cove.
