Free Deceived and Enslaved by Leo Barton

But there were other things to think about as I felt Willingham's sweaty hands brush against the nylon of my black tights, reaching up to the waistband.
    '"Oh my dear, you are going to make me so happy. You want this don't you, my girl," Willingham said as his hand stroked my hips gently.'
    'What did you say?' Lillian asked.
    'What could I say? I was literally speechless. I was ashamed, so ashamed that I was finding the whole experience so exciting. I could hear the noise that Everton made as he fucked Sabrina, the initial gasps of pleasure she made crescendoing to whoops of sexual delight. I didn't know what to say. "You see she's such a naughty girl. Such a bad girl! She wants her punishment and she deserves her punishment. Isn't that true, maid?" Anna asked me. Again, I didn't answer. "Answer me!" she commanded. I nodded my head. My heart was beating with anticipation as I thought about what they might do to me, what rough pleasure they might take with me. "Yes," I managed to reply in little more than a whisper. "Delicious," Willingham said, and then with one firm yank he pulled down my tights and my panties together. I could feel the cooler air of the room brush my naked skin. I knew then, my arms tethered, my bottom exposed, that there was no turning back.'
    Sonia stopped telling her tale and looked wistfully into Lillian's eyes.
    'You seemed to find it difficult to believe that I would behave in such a way, that I would let these people have their way with me and do whatever they wanted to me. To be honest I had led a boring life up until then. The experience was like a catharsis to me. There were things I had hidden inside me, dreams I had repressed, but I knew in that moment that I wanted them to do precisely what they were going to do with me. I've watched you, Lillian. I can tell the difference between those girls who like to be treated in such a way and those girls that don't. Willingham knows too. He has had so much practice.'
    'What do you mean?'
    'Because you would like to be punished too.'
    Lillian didn't want to think about that any more. The events that had happened to her seemed too momentous to consider, too close, too confusing. 'What happened next?'
    Sonia smiled. 'Willingham pulled me across the room and Anna fetched one of the wooden dining chairs. "Kneel on the chair, my dear," Willingham instructed. Passively I knelt on the chair. Anna pulled me up roughly by my upper arms, so roughly that her nails dug into my skin. My eyes stared at her, got lost in her amazing beauty, seemingly all the more amazing for the cruelty that underlay it. I was now lying over the chair, Anna holding me in position by clasping her hands around my neck. Willingham pulled up the short black dress of my uniform, his hands roaming over my silky flesh. Then he spread my thighs so that he could gaze at my little bum-hole. "Oh, delightful!" he exclaimed, the coarse centre of his thumb tracing a line from the bottom of my spine, between my buttocks to the little tight knot of my anus. His thumb grazed the surface skin, before lightly pushing against the tiny hole, making me jolt nervously. He then trailed his fingers lower between my legs, feeling the moistness that slicked the labial lips of my sex.
    '"You're right, Anna, she really is so wet."'
    'And all the time Everton was still...?'
    'Yes, he seemed quite inexhaustible. Just as Sabrina's moans of pleasure seemed to crescendo to orgasm, he would stop, and then start again.
    'Anyway, Willingham continued his intimate inspection of me. "The girl really is so wet, Anna," he kept on saying as two fingers spread out on my labia, pressing against it loosely. His finger returned to my anus and without warning he jabbed hard into my most intimate place. It was such a shock to me. It seemed to be so hard and vicious and quite out of keeping with his jokey tone. "There, there, my dear, isn't that nice? Isn't that so nice to have an old man's finger jabbed up inside your little bottom