Coach #12
by Paladin
Joan was lead into the barn and taken to the far stall. Angela
looked all around to assure her self that their was no one else
there but Betty. when she was satisfied she entered the stall and
started to strip. Turning to Betty she said,
[The produces had activated the internal cameras as the female
trio walked toward the barn. He started the recording form these
cameras.]
"Come on dear. Let's see if this old bitches tongue is any good for
pleasuring a woman. It would be a shame to buy her and find that
it was useless. Betty go bring over the water bottle, if I know
Ralph he has the bitch dehydrated like hell."
Joan was really feeling the lack of water. She had managed some
during the cooling dip but she was still thirsty. At the mention
of the water bottle a whole new light was placed upon the needed
liquid.
"Over here on your knees bitch and let me see the talent in that
tongue." Angela ordered. Spreading her legs, exposing a thick
tangle of pubic hair, Angela waited for the captives homage to
her sex.
[The producer zoomed in on the nude Angela in all her glory and
the captive reluctant approach. <The boys will be creaming in
their jeans over this one for a long time.>]
Betty brought the water bottle and sponge. Joan was humiliated,
but the thirst conquered her modesty. She crawled to the brown
curl covered sex lips and prepared to do another formally
unthinkable act. How far she had come in less than a week.
"You see how this type of bitch knows her place." Anglea said to
Betty. "Now we wet the lips and... Stick out the tongue Bitch....
we wet the tongue. Watch how I do it."
Joan shuttered and was reviled at the thought of it but the need
for water conquered her will. She stuck out the tongue and
allowed Angela to lubricate it with the precious water.
"OK bitch let's see how talented you are. Lick up and down the
whole slit at first to get use to my taste. If we decide to take
you home you will grow to love it, I know." Angela said taking
hold of Joans ears and guiding the inexperience woman in her
first sappo experience.
[The camera could only see the back of Joans head and the tugging
of the ears by Angela. But Angelas narration was better than a
close-up. <Next time I will get a whole crew and get a close up
of that tongue action.> the producer thought.]
Joan was scared. She had never seen a pussy this close before. It
smelled. Angela has sweat during the days activities and Joan was
reluctant to get near the holes, but Angela did not allow her to
pull away. She held the mouth to her small brown orifice and
ordered,
"Come on bitch, take a real taste of it. Lick around and around
till it opens for your big moment." Angela said twisting the
captives ears. "Don't play coy with me you whore."
With her hands still trapped at her sides Joan could do nothing.
She unfurled her precious tongue and licked Angelas most
private hole. The smell and the taste convinced her she would die
right then. Joans stomach growled. She started to heave but the
sound of the water bottle caused her to continue. She tried to
put out of her mind where her tongue was. The water.... She would
get water if she did this to this bitches liking. Nothing else
mattered. Nothing.....
"AHHHHHAHHHH Do it you no talented bitch. Faster or I get that
whip again."
The recent memory of the whip caused Joans neither lips to burn.
Her tongue went round and round till only her scant moisture was
tasted. Then she felt the hole open. The muscles had relaxed. She
stabbed forward into the stinking hole and sunk inside for her
first time. She did not want to feel Angelas whip again. Her
labia and tits reminded her. She did not think of pulling back.
Here she was, formally a respected teacher. A productive member of
the community, who argued for causes with this tongue. Kneeling
under another woman with her precious tongue in another womans
ass hole. OH god.... But the thought of the sting of the whip on
her sex lips and tits kept her at this odious task.
[<This was good footage. The epic would sell well all over the
world.> the producer knew.<I'll give that Ralph money for more
electronic stuff. This stuff is good but with a little better
angle... Oh well next time. Babbie I'm going to make you a star
and you don't even know it.>]
"Well I see why Ralph did not have to pull out the teeth. She is
easy. With a little training she will be as treasure. Betty shuck
off those clothes and try out this bitch. If you want her, you
have to see if you are going to like her servicing." Angela
ordered her daughter.
Slowly Betty removed her clothes and stood with her hands
covering her crotch. She looked shyly at her mother, reluctant
to go over to the two women.
[<Have to edit this for the home market, but the chinks will love
this, though. With them they let anything go. Probably consider
it educational. hahahhaha> the producer thought getting a close
up of the new nude child. Like mother like daughter. Real star
quality, no tits to speak of but give her time.]
"Betty quit that stalling. You said you liked this one now get
over here and see weather you like her tongue or not." Angela
ordered.
Betty walked over to the kneeling nude and spread her legs.
Angela handed her the water bottle and said,
"Now lub the tongue so she will do a good job. Just a little
now."
Joan stuck out her tongue with out being ordered. She surrendered
control to the child and awaited the precious water. The nervous
girl pored some into the waiting mouth and Joan was gratified to
find her mouth full. Greedily Joan swallowed it all and opened up
for more.
Angela grabbed back the bottle. "Not soo much! You will spoil
her. Now step over her face and let her get your taste. Hold the
ears and make her lick up and down the whole slit precious.
Don't be shy. This is just a whore."
[The producer angled the camera to cover the new scene of Joans
servicing. <This would be worth more than gold. None of his
stable of porno chimpies could act this scene with so natural a
feel. Could be a better angle if I had a camera at floor angle.>]
"Oh mommie..... it feels soo good...what do I do now... Can I
make her do my ass...Like you did?" Betty asked.
"Of course you can dear and the bitch will really do a good job
or I will go get the whip from my boot and make her wish she
had." Angela answered with such menace in her voice that Joan
sought out the small bottom hole and applied her new talent to
the novice hole. It is different but still horrible. Servicing a
child... She would go to jail for a 100 years or more if this
ever got out. She would lose her license....
"OH OH MOMMIE..... It is soo sooo AHAHAH." Betty cooed. Then she
smiled down and tugged the captives ears, "Do it again I love
that. I love this...Can we keep this one please mommie can we...
can we..." Betty sought to spread further to give Joan more
access to her slit.
[<She is really taking to this. I could do a whole series of this
little bitch...Kitten with a whip.... Ralph you smart bastard.>
thought the unseen observer and his camera.]
"Well dear she is OK but the other one is younger and will be
easier to train. We will see if the price is .... reasonable..
Ralph is.... Well he is a hard trader, but I will see what I can
do.. Now go get our clothes. We don't want that niggar to see us
and get any ideas. He has soo many other white asses to use but
you never can tell. He might still get ideas." Angela explained
to Betty.
Betty hurried over to their clothes and put hers on quickly.
Angela went over to a barrel and took a handful of it and forced
it into Joans mouth.
Joans hard won moisture was soaked up in seconds by the salt
Angela had forced her to take. Joan spit it out but the remaining
residual caused her to lose ground in her need for moisture.
"Can't interfere in your training to much bitch. Ralph would be
real mad if he knew. Here take some water to clear it out."
Angela said.
Grateful for any new moisture Joan drank two swallows before she
realized that it was piss that Angela had given her from the bottle.
She retched out the mouthful but the rest of the salt fluid was
inside her greedily soaking up her inner moisture. She hated this
woman. If she were free she would..... but she wasn't ....
[<Beautiful,> the producer thought,< this bitch has a real flair
for this sort of shit and with the edited tape I own her ass.
She will make me a fortune.> He zoomed the camera on the
dressing Angela. <Yes sir this bitch is mine from now on and she
just don't know it yet.>]
Angela, now dressed dragged Joan to her feet and led her out to
the waiting wheel.
[The producer switched to the remote yard cameras. <That black
bastard sure got this covered. Got to hand it to Ralph. He is one
smart niggar.>]
"Bring her over here so I can grease her up." Ralph ordered. He
started to rub the oil into Joans tits and ass. "She be a good
nuff little lezzie whore for you'll?"
"Ralph, I'll thank you not to use that kind of language around
the child." Angela demanded.
"OH MOMMIE..." Betty interjected.
"No offense Misses. I's just inquiring if you be satisfied with
her talents in that department. I ain't gots the equipment to
access that part of her." Ralph said, a big smile on his coal
black face. His fingers now in Joans holes.
Inspite of her humiliation Joan began to feel the fluttering in
her belly. <They were discussing her like some.... some... animal,
and he was...OH GOD WHAT WAS SHE BECOMING. She could not
control her body. She must be a slut. She fought it but then
those thick black fingers took possession of her love bud and OH
OH AAAAA>>
"She is an easy one. I can see why you didn't have to remove the
teeth. I'll bet she sucks like a dream." Angela said seeking to
change the subject from her own perversions.
Ralph attached Joans collar lead to the wheel and ordered,
"Get to work you lazy bitches. Get then knees up and show then
lips. We got customers coming and they wants to see tits shaking
and lips showing." Ralph ordered. He punctuated his command with
his ever present whip.
SNAP......SNAP.....
Honk.....Honk..... came from the road.
"Must be the customers. Angela keep these pussies moving while I
buzz them in. NO ROUGH STUFF!!! Remember you damage the
merchandise and you has to buy it." Ralph said as he started for
the gate control.
<Be a good day for this here poor old black farmer.> Ralph
thought. <Bitch Angelas mouth be watering for these bitches and
these others drive the price real high they see the talent I gots
here. Yes sir this be a good day.>
More later...
