Beyond Charybdis (19 page)

Lips brushed her neck, running down the wet flesh before a tongue started to lick at the water. The woman suckled at her earlobes, taking them in and gently nibbling upon the pliant morsels as hands rose and lifted her breasts, the thumbs tracing small spirals on the tips of Mina's nipples.

Letting her head laze against that of the woman behind her, Mina left herself vulnerable to their every whim, the two maids filling their senses with the feel and taste of their subject.

As a pair of hands worked her inner thighs and rolled around to attend her rear in alternating sessions of cleansing and massaging, she felt a mouth kiss her sex. Rising onto tiptoe and shuddering as the warmth of the shower saturated her, the fingers dug in and pulled down upon her buttocks, keeping her in place as a tongue rolled like a plough through her vulva. Taking a long slow lick through the parted lips, the organ skipped upon her clitoris and departed, ricocheting from her. The single tickle almost dissolved Mina into their arms, the hands on her rear and her breasts keeping her stable as the woman paused for a moment, looking up across Mina's heaving chest and smiling with glee before burying herself back between Mina's quaking legs.

The frisky tongue worked with a marvellously deft effort, pouring its widest part against the sensual nugget, the waters that flowed down their bodies running a compressive caress over them all, emphasising and magnifying every touch.

Mina's mouth spread wide, allowing tickling jets to pound her mouth, filling it with a pool of warmth that she let dribble from the corners as kisses once more took to covering her throat.

Treating her to such a luscious event for a short while, the women released her, manipulating her pliant form with quick movements. She was pressed face first into a corner, her cheeks against the wall, her gaze fixed on the shadows she cast into the tiles. Palms slapped her rear, holding the cheeks and pulling apart while pushing forward, holding her in the corner as a mouth dove through the parted flesh and poured a tongue into her anus. Mina sobbed with delight against the tiles as she rode the organ, the slithering length driving deep, thrashing against the muscular ring, penetrating, the sensation indescribable and intense.

As the woman licked her, the other female rolled onto her back and positioned herself between the parted legs of her partner, pouring her own efforts into detailed cunnilingus. Straddling the face of the supine woman, feasting on the feeling of such oral gratification, the woman's tongue became all the more energetic and capable, gallivanting against Mina's rear. One hand relinquished the task of holding Mina open and rose between her legs, the fingers starting to thread into her sex, using the waters to ride in before changing their mind. Instead, they began to beat small circles against Mina's clitoris.

The woman grabbed her buttocks once more, using the soft mounds as handholds by which to demand that Mina pivot. Turning her around so that she was staring directly into Mina's loins, the woman lodged her hands over Mina's hips and pulled down, bringing Mina to her knees, their eyes meeting as waters poured down their features and dripped from nose and chin.

Moving closer their breasts touched, nipples grazing, the gentle meeting making both parties shudder with ecstasy. The taste of water slipping into their mouths as they kissed frenetically only added to the exchange, the wet kisses being wild and full of furious passion. Mina took the opportunity to help herself to a serving of the fellow slave's breasts, her hands savouring the feel of another woman as they caressed, slick against the warm rain that pelted them.

The other female shifted beside them, her hands sliding between their closely pressed bodies, reaching between their legs and rising against both pudenda. The embrace and kiss of the women increased, the pair of them able to exchange their passions as they wished while being serviced by another. Moving from Mina to the other and back again, the woman drew out the exchange, the flight of her deft fingers allowing each to gain a moment's calm before being worked back towards climax.

Acting together without even exchanging a single word, the woman before her pushed Mina aside, while the other pulled her in. She was drawn down, the woman pressing her back into the corner by the door, parting her legs wide and hauling Mina's willing features between them. Mina buried herself in the smooth flesh, letting her tongue assault the woman's pudenda. The taste of her was strong, even when diluted by the waters still raining down on them. Mina relished the meal, kissing and suckling, rolling her tongue into the woman with zealous dissipation.

The other woman grabbed Mina's hindquarters, lifting her rear and sliding a leg between Mina's own limbs. The woman's knee found a place against Mina's belly, the joint rising between the acutely spread limbs and using the wet floor to slide gently back and forth while simultaneously using the toes to wiggle against the puckered anus of the woman Mina was servicing. Hands again fell upon her rear, pulling the buttocks apart as streams of water bounced upon them, a tongue finding its way through the cleft and again tasting her.

Holding the hips of the woman before her, Mina quivered and continued to adore her sex, the female slave running her hands across Mina's sodden stubble, assessing it before stealing a razor from the shelf. As Mina darted her tongue against the slave girl she drew the three-bladed implement across her scalp, leaving behind naught but smooth skin.

Even her ponytail was attacked, the razor running against the roots, severing the strands, leaving an uneven series of tufts that were then cut away with steady and careful strokes. As this deed was performed, she felt another razor working on her as well, the other woman using her position to blindly run the identical implement along Mina's legs.

The feel of the knee riding against her, the tongue within her and the roll of razors and warm waters across her form as she feasted on another woman left Mina in a languid haze, her thoughts numb, filled with nothing save hedonistic indulgence and glee.

The female jerked and groaned, setting her razor aside as she finished her task and started to give in to the flashes of pleasure Mina's tongue conjured again and again. Her hands clapped to the back of Mina's head, forcing her deeper, smothering her as her thighs clenched to the sides of her face, holding her tightly. The control that was levied on Mina made her wilt with rhapsody, magnifying her efforts, her tongue becoming a baton that conducted an epic suite of ecstasy in the slave.

The hands on her head lifted once the woman had taken her fill of the attention and could withstand no more. Raising Mina's face, she offered it to her lips, congratulating Mina with kisses, tasting the flavour of her own pudenda.

Her comrade removed her face from Mina's bottom and started to finish her job in full, working her instrument across Mina's sex, sweeping the blades through the cleft, taking her nakedness a step further, and once the task she was obligated to finish was done with, the woman turned her attentions back to sating a more primal need.

A bright clap shattered the gasping quiet of the shower as the woman dropped a palm onto Mina's rear, the sound emphasised by the sheen of water coating the skin. The spanks came at random periods, the slave sending shocks of feeling into Mina's bottom, increasing her pleasure as the fingers continued to beat small circles against her clitoris, working her towards release. Mina's fingers clenched in fits as she was soundly spanked. The girl beneath her continued to diligently attend her fellow slave, the woman unleashing rasping gasps as her spanks were used to free her pent up sadism.

Mina started to tense and her moans and gasps started to gather speed, accelerating to a throaty groan until she finally erupted into paroxysms. Clasping tightly to the woman beneath her for support against the exquisite sensations, Mina rode through the climax, a finger continuing to work and conjure more and more against her belly. With her cheek pressed against the woman she wailed into the air, fighting the urge to fling herself away, unable to withstand such reckless straits of rapture.

Choking back their screams, the exchange slowed and finally came to an end, the parties involved each sinking down to lounge against each other or the walls, gathering their breath as they let the pounding rains wash away the sweat of their exchange.

After recuperating some hint of energy, they arose and turned off the shower. Running hands down their limbs, they wiped away the excess moisture and took hold of Mina's wrists, before leading her out of the room. Curling tendrils of steam flowed from their hot bodies as they walked across the floor, leaving behind wet footprints and spattered droplets.

Poseidon was still on his chair, his face full of happiness at having watched such a teasing dance of lesbian passion. Without addressing them he turned about and continued to study them as the women produced towels from within a box. Running them over Mina's form they soaked up the moisture, her complete lack of any hair making the process swift.

Once they had attended her, they left her to dry each other, and once this was done, they began to slip back into the ivory clutches of their lingerie.

‘You may proceed with putting your playmate in her uniform, slaves,' confirmed Poseidon as they looked to him for new orders now that they were again fully dressed. Together they returned to Mina, her belly aflutter with excitement at being placed within the confines of rubber captivity one more. She had greatly missed the clinch of latex upon her, the squeezing embrace of the impermeable shell as it clung to her as an auxiliary skin, smothering, controlling, serving her up to the whim of others, rendering her little more than a helpless possession.

A rubber cat-suit was removed from the insides of a trunk by one of the women as the other used an open dish and a cloth to wipe talcum powder across her form, smoothing a pale layer of dust upon her skin to ease entry into the garment.

The women worked together, opening the back of the latex garment and helping draw it onto Mina's body. The firm clinch started to swallow her form, clutching to her, compressing her, making her sigh with bliss as she was devoured alive by the vestments. How long would it be before her bare skin once more tasted air and light? It was an intriguing uncertainty.

‘This is your basic skin, slave, the rest will follow shortly,' stated Poseidon, monitoring the work of his two slaves as they cocooned Mina, turning her from a naked sex slave into a rubber smothered pony-girl.

The sleeves rolled down to her hands, leaving them in fingerless gloves. The maids gathered clippers as soon as her digits were in pace, trimming them back and running a nail file against them to smooth the tips.

The zip was drawn up her back, enclosing the grip of the cat-suit more forcefully to her, squeezing her torso and pressing her breasts. Her feet were in moulded socks, the neck of the garment rising to her jaw, the zip terminating at the base of her skull.

Looking down she found that slits existed between her legs, while small apertures at her breasts let her nipples and aureole peak through. Plastic fastenings were attached in circles around her upper thighs and arms, the open fixtures revealing their purpose when she saw hoofed stockings and gloves being taken from another box.

The women drew her to the sawhorse, laying her along the padded top, her arms and legs hanging down the sides. The stockings were drawn up her legs, forcing her feet into the moulded stiletto hooves. The hem was peeled back and a layer of rubber glue drawn in a circle around the lower reaches before the latex was lifted back into position. The clips upon the rim of the stockings were snapped into the waiting clasps, holding them in place as the glue set and created a water and airtight seal.

The gloves were overtly long, the sheathes being glued and clipped to her arms, leaving her hands in an interior pocket, sealed tight within a moulded grip at the end of the sleeve. The garment continued down, the extra portion weighted and ending in another hoof, rendering her arms the same length as her legs, turning her more effectively into a genuine quadruped. With four hooves now resting on the stone flagstones of the floor, the garments for her head were gathered and laid beneath her.

‘I'm sure you remember this manner of gag, slave, so you know what to do,' attested Poseidon as one of the deep throat-penetrating tubes was taken up and offered to her mouth. With complete compliance, seduced by her latex bonds, Mina let the woman feed it into her. The other held her down as she jerked and choked, her body reacting instinctively as it was violated. The slick device slithered down her oesophagus and the gag plate entered her mouth, opening up and capturing her teeth, setting her jaws wide and preventing her from spitting out the device. With her tongue trapped speech was crippled, and she wheezed softly through her nostrils while watching the rest of her transformation occur.

The sculpted solid mask of latex that was lifted up was of a size to fully encompass her entire head and neck. The long snout of a pony was marked with two reflective mirrors at the eyes, small perky ears, and a cascading white mane that absolutely contrasted the deep abiding black of the rest of her new skin.

The women carefully placed her head into the mask, where a sudden click sounded, revealing that the gag had been grabbed by inner mountings. Stretching the elasticised neck down over her throat so that it ran over her cat-suit, the two were glued together to ensure she was properly sealed within it.

The interior suddenly welled with life, the insides of the mask billowing out to squeeze her head, pressing from every direction to mould itself perfectly and tightly to her skull, making it impossible for any of her efforts to even budge her new artificial countenance.