Free Subculture by Sarah Veitch Page A

and there’s orgasm,’ Dr Landers said.
    â€˜Meaning?’ She was damned if she was going to let this despot away with anything.
    â€˜Meaning there’s the clitorally-centred orgasm you can achieve by giving yourself a quick rub.’ He paused, then walked closer to Dania’s now eagerly stretched apart thighs and dripping sex folds. ‘Or there’s the kind of climax I’m going to give this little beauty eventually - the kind where she comes so hard that the electricity sweeps from her belly up to her breasts and downwards to curl her pretty little toes.’ He ran an oil-drenched thumb over the girl’s distended labia. ‘You come really loudly after a long spanking, don’t you, love?’
    Dania groaned. Then she nodded. Then she groaned some more. Her sandaled feet half lifted from the ground as her calves tightened in near-ecstasy.
    â€˜Don’t get too excited too quickly,’ Michael warned. ‘Let’s take it nice and slow.’
    â€˜So close to...’ the blonde girl muttered.
    â€˜Then we’ll just trace round the outside of those wet hot pussy lips rather than circling your clit too directly,’ the doctor teased.
    Lisa felt her own womanly tissues tingle at his words. The bastard knew how to increase arousal, how to taunt a girlish tip. She risked a quick glance at Bakar, Jamilla, Marie-Rose and Carmen, was reassured to see that they all had flushed expectant faces and slightly parted mouths. They too were excited by the scene before them, by the girl’s spanked bare bottom and glistening folds.
    â€˜Sweetheart, this oil is totally superfluous - you’re lubricated from rim to cervix,’ Michael Landers said. Lisa watched as he traced his fingers down the younger girl’s sexual curve. Dania moaned and bore back against his slippery fingers. ‘Don’t move without permission or I’ll stop pleasuring you,’ he added conversationally.
    â€˜Please doctor,’ the accountant whispered in a guttural undertone. ‘Oh doctor, please I beg you.’
    â€˜Please keep me on the edge for an hour? Please teach me a lesson? Let’s be more specific. What exactly are you pleading for, Dania, my dear?’
    â€˜I need to come - need to come now. Can’t take it.’ Dania gasped, pushing her bare curves closer to him as she tried to take his fingers inside her.
    â€˜Course you can.’ The former surgeon slicked his fingerpads along her impassioned membranes. ‘Remember that time I tied you down on your tummy across my bed and played a feather across your pleading little sex bud? You had to take it for as long as I desired.’
    â€˜I’ll do anything,’ the blonde girl moaned. Lisa looked at Michael, wondering what he’d ask for now.
    â€˜I know you will, angel, and I may avail myself of that promise later in my room.’
    The herbalist let out an inner sigh of relief - at least he wasn’t going to have intercourse with poor Dania in front of them all. Not that Dania looked averse to the idea; her entire focus had obviously switched to the overwhelming need between her legs.
    â€˜I wonder what’ll happen if we play with this bit?’ Michael added, running a lazy digit around the girl’s enlarged clit. Dania cried out in answer. Michael repeated the rapturous stimulus and she cried out in mixed elation and anguish again.
    â€˜Please, sir - take me to the limit,’ she muttered brokenly, ‘I need...’
    â€˜Tell you what, we’ll do a deal,’ the doctor said. ‘I’ll keep my finger in place, and you rub against it really sweetly. If you appear to be taking too long, I’ll pull my fingers away.’ He stared as she started to move her hot pubes upon his middle digits. ‘That’s it. Don’t go too fast though. I’ll get annoyed if I think you’re being too greedy. I’ll have to discipline you strictly all over