Free Kate and Julia: Abducted in India by Lindsey Brooks Page A

that dildo again before I want to, I’ll switch you properly and you won’t like it a bit, believe me. And don’t blame me for your tears. You did it to yourself.”
    Hissing in pain, Kate blinked moisture from her eyes and tightened her sphincter. Her sex clenched around the – what had he called it? A dildo? It must be a native name for the strange instrument. Her sex quivered. It had never felt so filled or tingled in quite the way it was doing at that moment. She thought the dildo might be made of ebony and she had seen that, apart from its smooth, rounded tip, it was carved with a chequered pattern of grooves. It seemed as if the sensitive walls of her sheath could feel every one of them as they gripped tightly around the phallic shape. Ross moved to a corner of the room, leaned the switch and his right shoulder against the wall, folded his arms and watched her.
    The tremors in Kate’s pussy grew stronger and were soon joined by an ache in her lower belly. Her muscles could not possibly keep continually clamping down on the hard wood. She tried to relax them a little but the phallus immediately began to slip and she had to tighten her sex again. It wriggled. Each time she tried to ease the strain on her pussy muscles she had to clench them again, and each time more tickling tremors teased her. Beads of perspiration formed on her naked body. As time passed, they trickled in little rivulets down her skin. Kate groaned.
    All the while her arousal was growing.
    It seemed an age before Ross appeared before her. By then, the sweat was streaming down her body. Kate lifted her head to plead with him and caught sight of her naked reflection, gleaming wetly in the bright lights. Between the parted crescents of her labia the butt-end of the phallus protruded from her twitching pussy. It looked so horribly obscene, she thought, with the flipping in her belly only heightening the quivering of her sex. Her legs ached from standing in the same position for so long. Kate shifted her weight and the dildo moved within her sheath. She gave a long, breathy sigh and saw her image in the mirror run a wet tongue over her parted lips.
    Ross chuckled. “That’s it, little miss. Now you’re catching on.”
    “Oh lord,” Kate moaned, and surrendered to the need to shift her weight again. Pussy prickling, she willed herself to keep still. Ross flicked his slim whip in the direction of her belly, and she jerked her hips back and felt a waft of air whisper over her pussy-lips.
    “Ooh! Aah!” The phallus moved and then moved again as she squirmed when the tip of the leather licked the underside of her left breast and left a fiery tingle in its wake. Ross struck her right teat just enough to sting, and then alternated his blows between the two.
    Every twist and jerk Kate gave chafed the dildo against the rippling walls of her pussy, and with every chafe they rippled faster and for longer. Abruptly, her sex clenched tight, and then writhed deliciously for long seconds as her orgasm overtook her. Even as her belly thrilled with the little climax, it contracted in fear as the phallus slid free and clattered to the floor. Breathing hard, Kate looked apprehensively at Ross.
    He smiled and shook his head. “No punishment for that. It’s just what we wanted.” He picked up the phallus. “Now, let’s tuck it back in there and see if you can do it again.”
    “Nooo!” Kate wailed desperately.

    *

    Julia drifted slowly back to awareness. She could still feel the rocking motion that had lulled her overwrought mind and weary body to sleep. The smooth shoulders of the horse were rubbing gently back and forth on the insides of her thighs, and the movement of its withers against her crotch was creating a disturbing tingling sensation. She was leaning back against something large and warm and very firm. It really felt quite pleasant.
    Julia’s eyelids flickered and opened. She shot upright, aghast. She had been lying against the barbarian Pathan