by Powerone
“TTTHHUDD! THHHUDD!”
He continued to pummel the same spot as she cried out, but it wasn’t pain that brought her cry. The ruler was wet each time he pulled it back.
“TTTHHUDD! THHHUDD!”
“PPPLEEASSE!” She cried out, not to stop but to continue. Her body began to shudder, and her quim clenched tight as if his prick was inside her. This was so perverted and unexpected, but Frances knew that she wouldn’t last much longer. She felt her body respond all the way between her legs. Just one more time, that’s all it would take. “Harder,” she cried out in surrender.
Joseph stroked his cock faster as he swung the ruler with such power. It crashed down onto her slit and crushed her clit onto her pelvic bone, but he could see the wetness fly off.
“TTTHHUDD! THHHUDD!”
“AAAAHHH! AAAAHHH!” Her body felt as though she went into convulsions. Everything exploded, from her pleasure button to her nipples to her brain. The pleasure swept through her body, and then, she saw his prick near her face. He stroked it rapidly. She knew what he was about to do, and she should’ve turned her head to the side to get out of the way, but she didn’t. She finally got a glimpse of his prick, hard and throbbing. The tiny hole in the tip opened up and shot out a jet of white cum. Her mouth was open as she cried out, but she didn’t close it even as the cum landed on her lower lip. When she felt the hot crème touch her flesh, her pleasure moved to a higher plane as the ruler took its toll on her pleasure button once again. Now more sensitive, it sent her flying higher.
“TTTHHUDD! THHHUDD!”
Everyone watched Frances and Joseph cum in unison. It was a proud moment for Joseph. He’d made this virgin cum while slapping her clit with a ruler. He came on her face, and she eagerly let him. He shot more cum as he saw it drip down her soft complexion.
It took Frances a long time before she could draw in a full breath. She’d never experienced anything like that before. She had her first orgasm, although she never expected it to be in such a manner. She felt the hot crème run down her chin. He’d cum on her face, and she encouraged it. She couldn’t take her eyes off his prick. She could finally see it in all its glory, although it lost some of its hardness and it was wet with his leaking cum. The head was an angry red, smooth, not like the shaft that was wrinkled. It wasn’t as big as it was, but it was still formidable after cumming twice. He must be done with her.
“Help me put her on her belly,” he told Clara.
Frances’s body felt like jelly, unable to move as they untied her legs but not her arms. They easily turned her onto her belly, her legs spread and bound once again. She saw him move next to her waist with a new black candle in his hand, but he did something strange. He put some grease on the bottom of it where it was thicker. This candle was different from the others. It had two balls at the end about an inch wide and separated by a thin shaft of wax. She didn’t understand why he lubricated them until she felt his hands run over her buttocks once again.
“NO, NO, NOT THERE!” She cried out in real anguish. The wax balls were much bigger than his fingers. She was grateful for the lubricant, but that would do little to make it easier for something that big to go into a tiny hole like her anus.
He pulled her cheeks apart and exposed the pucker of her anus. He placed the black candle over the tiny pink hole. “Relax. It’s the only way,” he urged her, but it would go in no matter what.
She felt the overpowering presence of the candle on her anus. The pressure began, and she could feel the way her anal ring began to flourish open as the slick ball on the candle began to spread her open. Her muscles were useless in the fight to keep it out. Her ring stretched wider, France fearing that she’d tear before it entered her. Then, suddenly, it popped in. She felt her muscles pull it in and then snap shut tightly around the slim shaft. She’d survived, but she had a lump inside her anus that pushed hard in her rectum.
Joseph stood the candle up proudly for all to see, and then, he lit it. “Be still, France, so we can celebrate your birthday. You ass cakes have a candle for me to blow out.” Joseph kneeled between her legs. He began to stroke his cock. He had to show everyone that he could cum once again, for it would be his cum that would snuff out the candle.
She braced herself for the melting wax to seek out her anal ring. It took a long time, but then, the first drop hit her anus. It made her muscles spasm, but it wasn’t as painful as she expected. It was warm on her flesh, but that was all. It was more disturbing to have a candle shoved up her backside and lit for all to see. She could see the man behind her stroking his prick once again. He’d got hard from seeing her degradation.
It took Joseph ten minutes and the candle had burned halfway down before he was ready. Her anus was covered in a black seal of thick wax, but it was the way the candle stood out of her ass hole just as his cock would soon do that made him so excited.
“HHHHIISSS!”
She heard the flame of the candle being extinguished, but she was shamed when she felt his cum splat on her buttocks when he shot out and it hit the candle. She didn’t understand where all his cum came from, but it blanketed her buttocks until he was finally finished. The candle was unceremoniously pulled from her anus. She had to endure the stretching once again until it popped out and her anal ring closed in defiance. Finally, he was done with her.
France was glad to get back to the orphanage, even if it was in the back away from the others. Catherine greeted her. She got her best friend back once again.
CHAPTER 9
Broken Rule
Anna and Eva ended up at New Beginnings Orphanage within a day of each other. It wasn’t by chance; they were friends for years. Their fathers were in business together, jointly owning a manufacturing company in nearby Pennsylvania. Their wealth was intimately entwined with each other. Their company was listed on the New York Stock Exchange, and its value plummeted with the crash. They’d borrowed on margin to buy more stock, and when the value continued to decline, the banks called the notes and sold the underlying stock to pay back the margin debt. It didn’t take long before they no longer owned a single share of stock in the company they’d built for over twenty years. It was a devastating blow that grew worse as the company’s financial situation deteriorated just as rapidly. Orders began to dry up, and sales plummeted. It wasn’t long before the bank put a chain on the fence and closed it up.
It was a week later that the two men and their wives set sail on a small schooner they owned. The two daughters were staying at a friend’s house for a slumber party and didn’t know of their parents’ sailing excursion. The parents had arranged for a mutual friend be their godparents three months prior. It was a good family that would take care of them if anything happened.
They never returned from the sailing excursion. The schooner was found the next day, adrift far out in the ocean with no land in sight. No note was found, but it was determined that they drowned by their own hand. The girls were devastated at their parents’ deaths. The good planning of the parents for a godfather that would take care of the girls was fraught with failure. The godparents didn’t do any better with the financial crisis and lost their money within days. With two children of their own, they were poor and destitute and unable to take on two more mouths to feed. Luckily, they stumbled on a Good Samaritan that managed to get the girls into a nice orphanage. They thanked Theodore Lewis for securing them a place at New Beginnings Orphanage.
Anna and Eva was always a bit of trouble at the orphanage, and it grew worse as they neared their eightieth birthday. They grew to be the tallest girls, both of them five feet eight inches tall in flats. Anna had blonde hair, while Eva was jet black so it was easy to distinguish them. If any man would’ve been lucky enough to see them, they would have noticed their blossomed bodies. Full breasts and a luscious ass were proudly on display on each of them. The school clothes tended to flatter their bodies. No man saw the mischievous twinkle in their eyes. They would be trouble for any man in the future, but they’d be wort
h it.
The two of them had already run afoul of the orphanage rules, most notably girl exploration. It was six months ago that they were caught, but no one knew if they had disobeyed the rules before but hadn’t been caught.
Pearl had been alerted to a suspected problem. She took her job seriously, and this could ruin the girls for what Mr. Lewis had planned for them. He wanted innocent women. Pearl stayed up at night for three consecutive nights.
Anna waited until everyone was asleep. She was good at waking herself up. It was two o’clock in the morning. She looked out the window, and it was completely dark, only a hint of the moon. She waited behind her shut door and listened for any sounds. She was patient and waited for ten minutes before she opened her door, but she didn’t go out. Anna had planned this for weeks, not even Eva knew of the plan. That made it more exciting. She was clad in a camisole and white undergarments.
She peered out into the hallway, empty and dark, lit only by a single lamp halfway down. She took a step out and walked softly on the wooden floor, barefoot so not to make a sound. She moved quicker as she neared the single light and then went past it, stopping at the second door down. She turned the handle silently, needing to get out of the hallway quickly. She was too vulnerable there. The bedroom was dark, as expected, and Anna closed the door without making a sound. She leaned against it, her heart racing and her breathing ragged. Her breasts heaved as she struggled to fill her lungs. She’d been in the room thousands of times, so she knew where everything was by heart. Yet, it was as if she could see in the dark. Eva lay on the bed, the white comforter pushed to the side because it was too warm, but a thin white sheet covered her. She lay on her side, her plump ass pushed out toward Anna. Her black hair spread out over the white pillowcase, as if it was liquid that spilled. She faced the wall, turned away from Anna.
Her breathing returned, but so did something else. She felt wetness between her legs, knowing that she wasn’t allowed to touch herself. She might not break that rule, but she intended to flaunt the rule against girl exploration. Eva lay on the bed so close to Anna. She was her prey. They had talked about it for months now that they grew older, yet all girls their age talked about sex. Anna saw the way Eva’s face grew flushed during their discussions and the way she couldn’t sit still. Not even talking about masturbation or girl sex changed it. Eva had the same desires as Anna.
Anna crept the three feet over to the bed silently. She hoped that Eva was a sound sleeper for she wanted to surprise her, and the further she could go before she woke up, the better. She kneeled on the bed, stopping as it sank down. There wasn’t a stir out of Eva. She slid closer to Eva. She gently gripped the top of the sheet and slowly began to pull it down. She didn’t stop until she reached as far as she could without moving and slipped it past her feet. Anna didn’t want Eva to get her feet caught in it. Anna could see better now. Eva wore a short nightshirt of silk. That would be more difficult, but if she was lucky, Eva would be naked beneath it. She could hear Eva’s soft breathing.
Anna gripped the bottom of the nightshirt and slowly drew it up until it caught beneath her. It was almost to her waist, and she was pleased that Eva was naked beneath it. She could make out her white buttocks with the sharp divide between them. If only she could see more. Anna couldn’t resist as her hand slid down until she touched the warm, silky skin of her buttocks. Her hands gently caressed the soft flesh, but Eva didn’t stir. Anna grew bolder, sliding her hand down so she could force the rest of the nightshirt trapped beneath her body. She held her breath and hoped she wouldn’t waken. It took a bit, but she finally got it to her waist. She couldn’t dare try to get it any higher. Her breasts were still covered, but she was naked from the waist down. That was more than sufficient for what Anna planned.
Now was the difficult part. Anna began to nudge Eva’s body over onto her back. Anna was about to say something, thinking Eva woke up as she rolled over onto her back without any more nudges. Yet, when Anna looked, Eva’s eyes were still closed and she breathed rhythmically. Anna looked down at the jet-black bush between her legs. Anna crawled farther down the bed. She used a gentle nudge on one ankle to spread her legs. It wasn’t as difficult as Anna expected. It was as if Eva spread her legs in her sleep. Anna wondered what she was dreaming. Anna’s heart raced as she knelt between her spread legs and leaned forward until she could inhale that musty scent of her pussy. She couldn’t stop herself any longer. She began to lay soft, wet kisses along Eva’s thighs as she edged up to her pussy.
Eva struggled in her dream. Her pussy was soaking wet. She was naked and spread as she felt her hands touch her thighs. She wasn’t allowed to touch her pussy, yet she had no control over her hands as they moved along her thighs. It was strange as her hands were soft and wet. Eva could do nothing but spread her legs wider and wait for her hands to touch her pussy and break the rules.
It was everything and more than Anna expected. Her fingers parted the black bush and found the puffy lips wet. Her tongue began to make soft, wet circles along her inner lips to lap up her golden nectar. Anna found so much pleasure in controlling Eva’s pussy with her mouth. Eva’s hips began to move even though she wasn’t awake.
Eva felt something strange but not bad. Her pussy was being touched, yet Eva wasn’t doing it. Her eyes suddenly opened, and she saw a body between her spread legs. She should’ve shouted out in defiance, but the maddening tongue was doing things to her that she never knew existed. “Who?” The words came out of her mouth softly as though not to disturb the other person. Eva didn’t want it to stop.
“It’s Anna. Do you want me to stop?” She didn’t wait for an answer, her mouth returned.
Eva couldn’t have said no if she tried. Anna’s tongue knew exactly where and how to touch her. “Never,” she replied.
“What is going on here?” Pearl’s voice rang out so loud that everyone could hear. That was the purpose. She wanted everyone to know that they were caught doing what they shouldn’t. She turned on the light and saw Anna with her head between the legs of Eva. Eva was naked from the waist down, and her legs were spread wide. There was a look of pleasure etched in Eva’s face until she realized that she was caught and the pleasure ended. Anna had a smirk on her face as she pulled from between Eva’s legs, but there was an unmistakable shimmer of wetness on her lips.
Eva quickly pulled her nightshirt down as everyone else came to see what the commotion was. Pearl marched Anna back to her room. “We’ll talk about this in the morning when clearer heads will prevail.”
“You stay in your room, Eva. I’ll talk to you also tomorrow. Everyone else go back to your rooms.”
It was a two-hour lecture with Pearl the next day, but the most humiliating part was each had to submit to an intimate examination to make sure that they still retained their innocence. Pearl was lucky as they were both still virgins. When Pearl finished, she hoped that she instilled enough fear in the both of them so this wouldn’t happen again. Pearl would have to keep an eagle eye on them for the next six months until they turned of age. Mr. Lewis would be extremely disappointed to lose two out of six women at this late date.
CHAPTER 10
Girls, Girls
When Pearl talked to Anna about her alternatives as she neared her eightieth birthday, Anna took very little time to make her decision. She saw the outside world, but that didn’t scare her. It was what the other alternative would offer her that excited her. Since her sexual upbringing was stifled, she sought out the opposite now. She cared little that it would be older men. They were more experienced and worldly in the ways of pleasure. The thought of many people watching her excited her, and the thought of exotic perversions made it difficult not to masturbate late at night.
For Eva, it was a more difficult decision to make. She feared living on her own in the new world that she saw. Poverty was rampant, and there were the dangers for a young woman out on her own. The thought of giving her innocence to older men scared her. She knew little of what they’d want from h
er, and the thought of doing it in front of many others was a terrifying thought. She pondered it for week and spoke to Anna about it. She wished that she had Anna’s boldness and curiosity. Then, there was the matter of the night that Anna tried to make love to her. Eva found that to be far too enjoyable, even though it never came to fruition. Would I enjoy being with a man as much as the thought of being with a woman excites me more? Anna tried to convince her that she might get both. It wasn’t just the men, but also, their wives would be there. Maybe, a wife would have a desire to get pleasure with one of them. She finally made up her mind. She accepted the offer to stay. Anna was ecstatic and managed to kiss her before she knew what happened. No one was around luckily. Eva felt soft lips touch hers, but it was the eager tongue that pushed into her mouth and explored it so intimately that excited her. Hard breasts pushed against her, and Eva couldn’t stop her hips from moving as pussy ground against pussy. Her body tingled with such pleasure. Anna knew enough to break the kiss before it was too late to stop the inevitable. Not a word was said.
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Anna and Eva left by the front door of the orphanage at the same time by design. They were taken to Mr. Lewis’s grand estate. Each was ushered into a separate room where their clothes were laid out for them. Both were surprised that instead of skirts or dresses, they were given slacks to wear, although they were flattering to their figures. Anna got a white button-down blouse, but it had a necktie with it, more colorful with flowery designs than a man’s tie but, nonetheless, a necktie. Eva got a cashmere sweater that caressed her breasts in its warm, soft embrace. It should’ve been a hint, but neither of them realized what might have been obvious.