I knelt there, my mouth finally being permitted to with draw from Sam's cock. The contents of which had filled my mouth, and now they had been swallowed. I could taste him, or is it her? Her, I could taste her, and my erection gave away my feelings. Sam reclined into the sofa, the last few drips of cum sliding off her cocks head and staining the sofa. But she paid no attention. She had a new toy and girl it was going to be sweet.
I turned and looked at Mistress Jane. She had removed her clothing and stood there in her full splendour. Her long legs encased in sheer dark nylon, high heals extenuating her leg muscles. . A Basque and the most perfect breasts. Man made may be, but still so perfect.
"Now Julie I think you need to remove your nice new skirt and blouse, we don't want you ruining them. You can slip back into them later, when we have finished" Miss Jane told me in a so sweet and innocent voice. How could someone sound so sweet, so charming and have such a devious heart? I pulled my self up, and with shaky hands removed my blouse and skirt. I lay them on the sofa, and stood their, in my new lingerie, thoroughly trapped and yet so alive. Sam took my hand and led over to the suites dining area. A large polished wood oval table filled the space, and as I stood there I could see my reflection in the surface. I was stunned to see how convincing I looked, that if I had had seen that girls image in the street, and I would have desired her. Desired her? That her was me; I was a beautiful young girl. Maybe this wasn't the path I would have choose to reach here, but wasn't it worth it?
"She likes her reflection" Jane told her friend, "and I think she is happy with her new appearance. But" and Sam smiled at her friend, knowing where Jane was leading she would happily follow" she needs to be able to offer more than a willing mouth" Jane finished. Sam walked over and removed the fruit bowl and chairs so the table stood alone and empty. "Now bend over darling girl" Jane told me. Bend over, my god what had they in mind now? The thought filled my head but my body was already trained to obey and I found my lips pressed into their reflection in the polished wood. "She has a nice shaped derrière" Sam said, and I could feel her hands caressing the thin panties that covered my exposure. As she stoked I could feel my panties being slid down and a cool breeze on my exposed skin. Sam's hand stoked the flesh and with her feet she gently moved my stocking legs further apart. "Please no" I begged, tears filling my eyes, as I realised what these two girls had in mind. "Now now Julie, be a big brave girl, it won't hurt for long then you will come to enjoy it" Jane said and as I opened my mouth to beg, she deftly slid a small orange into my mouth. My protests died, and I lay there bent over like as stuffed pig. No a pig soon to be stuffed.
I felt Sam's hands stop the stroking. Had they changed their mind? What I to be spare? But before these thoughts could solidify I felt a finger pass between my cheeks. A finger smeared with some form of cold grease. Goose pimples formed on my buttocks as the tip sought my hole. The tears stained the table's surface but I was help less with the fruit gag to protest. The fingers tip found my hole and circled the rim, smearing grease, before it slowly entered a finger nails depth. Having done its job it with drew, and then a new set of hands applied further grease or gel.
After a few minutes the hands stopped and I felt them replaced with a harder matter. It felt like a rounded plastic surface, and this time it teased its way in further. My hole protested at the unnatural invasion, and my hands sought to grip the table's edge. I could feel myself clenching as the object was with drawn. Before I could relax it made a second entry, re smeared with gel and this time in further. Deeper before it was again with drawn. Each fresh entry was deeper, and added more lubricant as it stretched my pussy. I felt each time I had reached my limit, and each fresh time I was proved wrong. I could feel myself being filled, and violated. But the horror had lifted and was replaced with a desire to be complete, to be as my mistresses were. To be a pure girl. I moaned, and Sam commented how much I seem to be enjoying the experience. The exploration by that dildo lasted I don't know how long, but when it ceased, I felt a different girl. Ready. Ready for...
Jane stood behind me, her arousal full and prominent. Her gelled length replaced the dildo, and she repeated the probing. Each gentle thrust being deeper. Finally stretching me, making me ready. Deeper. I could feel my cock was fully erect, and had Sam noticed to. Her hands sought it from under the table and sought to stoke it. As Sam stoked Jane made one final thrust. Deeper, and sharper. I felt her fill me as her full length went in to my pussy. I could feel her deep inside me; I could feel her pumping me. Each thrust going fully in, and making more aroused., The pain was all but unbearable, but I could not refuse. I did not want to refuse. Then I felt something strange, something...as Jane came deep inside my pussy, filling me with her seed making me pure girl and the happiest I had ever been. Making me feel satisfied and wanting more, so much more...
I have struggled over this chapter as I really have no experience in these matters. If I have got it wrong I apologise, but just accept its how a straight man would see such events. I am not sure if there is anymore left to this tale, and I would like to thank you for all your kind words. I apologise for the mix up in names between Jane and Julie. I would love feed back, and to hear of your experiences. Maybe I will find another story with in me.
Julie xx