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Fine Brown Flesh
By Perry Jones


CHAPTER TWO


She knew that if she thought about it, it was all very crazy.


But that was part of the joy of it, Belle knew.


For now, somehow, she'd gotten Honey was just drooling at the prospect of getting into Belle's panties first and pussy second.


Really getting into her.


Now, as she looked at her prey, she fell to her knees.


"OH!"


That startled Belle. She wasn't expecting it at all.


Now, as she watched, she realized that Honey wanted that skirt off of her.


"I'm going to strip you," Honey said, with a sound in her voice that could only be described as terrifying, to Belle.


Now, with hot fingers, she undid the string that was holding up the skirt, and soon she was working it down Belle's thighs and legs, against the protests of her prey.


"No ... please ... don't ... don't do that ... please...."


And then, finally, she was naked from the waist down ... completely denuded, in fact, except for her shirt, which was pinned behind her shoulders, as her hands were behind the pole.


Now, as she looked down, she saw Honey take each of her legs and stretch them as wide as she could get them ...


Which meant that each one was going to be cuffed and then shackled to the ground.


Like so!


"NO...."


Belle was trying her best not to panic, but the fact that her legs were being pinned wide apart really gave her a start.


This Honey was on fire, and as George watched, from a seat at the side, Belle realized that she was going to be worked over by another woman ... ravished lesbian style ...


And she'd never so much as even thought about having sex with another woman ...


Yet here she was, getting tied up and stripped down by one ...


By one very hot lady.


Honey was wearing only a pair of hot stockings, black, with seams, and high heels, and that outfit really made her look like a first class hooker ...


A first class black hooker.


Now, with her work completed on Belle's feet, she looked up from her, kneeling position to the woman.


"Yes...." she said to her.


"Ohhh ... please...."


"Yes...."


Now, she took one outstretched hand of fingers and rubbed it slowly up and down Belle's still dripping pussy.


"Ohhh ... please ... ohhh...."


Honey smiled as she looked up at Belle, who was turning her head from side to side ...


"Yes ... that's right ... you love it ... you love it so much, baby...."


Honey was right and Belle knew it ... she did love it ...


She loved it a lot ... And wanted more ... More of it, if she could get it ...


And now, Honey reached behind her, and inside her stockings, where she'd been hiding the feather!


The strong, stiff feather that she had kept in her leg, hidden.


Now, she held the feather up so that Belle could see it, running her fingers up and down the stiff fronds.


"I'm going to work you over with this," she said, slowly, letting the words linger on her mouth. Belle swallowed hard.


What was she going to do with that feather?


She wasn't sure, but when she felt her pussy being spread open, she knew that she was in some kind of serious trouble ...


"No ... please ... no...."


"Yes ... oh yes...."


She took the feather in one hand, and using two fingers of the other, spread open the lips of Belle's cunny ... spread it open until it was really wide ...


For some crazy reason this really made Belle blush ... even though everything she thought could possibly have been done to her by George had already happened ...


Still, it was her private parts, and she knew that George's eyes were glued to them, and that really got to her.


"Jesus...."


She was mumbling softly, not able to do anything but stand well spread, as was the intention of the very hot Honey ...


Honey, who now looked up at Belle with a slick grin on her face, and took the feather and began to work on her pussy.


"NO ... NOT THAT ... NOT THERE...."


Now, Belle's pussy began to move like it had electrodes attached to it!


She was being made to hump and throw her hips around as if she were going out of her mind!


And she was ...


With that feather ...


That awful, punishing feather doing its thing on her ...


Really working her into a frenzy ...


She was scraping the rough edge of the feather, against the grain, up against the inner lips of Belle's pussy ...


It was so good ... so hot and so good ...


And she didn't know how much she was going to be able to take it ...


"OHHH ... PLEASE ... PLEASE ... NO ... NO MORE ... PLEASE...."


But her pleas fell on deaf ears, as Honey continued to work on her, relentlessly ... working on her with everything she had ...


And it was driving her crazy ...


Really ...


She didn't know how much more of this she was really going to be able to take ...


Because each time the thing moved inside of her ... each time it worked it's magic, she thought she was going to die ...


It was so sensitive down there now, and her clitty, her little button clitty was standing rigidly at attention ... begging for it ... begging for some relief ...


She didn't care anymore that it was a woman ... She didn't care that she was tied up and being ravished by another woman at all ... All she wanted was that relief ... that much-needed relief ...


She could see, out of the corner of her eye, that George was hard again ... really hard from the sight of this torture ...


And she wished that cock were inside of her now ...


She could really use it ... But no ...


All that was happening was the inner lips of her pussy getting the rasping of their life! "Deeper ... shit ... do it ... deeper...." She was begging ...


She would have kissed Honey's feet ... or Honey's ass-hole, if asked ... And Honey ...


With that wicked smile on her face ... She knew that it was almost time ... Almost time to move the woman into the next phase ...


And so, keeping Belle's pussy wide open, she started to slowly shove the feather deep into her got, glistening pussy...."OHHHHHH...."


Belle started to weep, openly, groaning loudly ... really loving the way it was going in, needed the relief that she was finally getting ... she humped her hips as if she too were a hooker ...


Wanting to please Honey ... to thank her for all that she was now doing to her ...


She loved that feather going up her snatch ... She just loved it and couldn't get enough of it ... hoping ... wishing ... praying that she wouldn't stop doing it until she got off ...


She just loved this ...


And so did Honey ... who was working the feather expertly up the hot pussy in front of her ... working it up and pushing and pulling, driving Belle deeper into her tear-streaked state of agitation ...


"I'M GOING TO COME...." Belle screamed, and that only made Honey push the feather in deeper ...


She wanted to feel it ...


She wanted to feel it as deep as she could ... and as rough as she could ...


Because each time she felt it going up, it was being twirled ...


And now, Honey stood up ...


Slowly ...


Keeping her hand working that feather for all she was worth ...


"Yes ... baby ... yes...."


"Oh ... God ... what you're doing to me ... God...." She was really feeling it so good now ... so good ... she thought she was going to lose it ... and then, she was trying to keep her head from going from side to side ... but not having a very good time of it ...


"Tell me," Honey said, as she began to jerk the feather out of Belle's cunt ... 'Tell me...."


TM COMING ... I'M COMING ... JESUS I CAN'T BELIEVE ... I'M COMING FOR YOU...."


"Give me every drop, baby ... every drop...."


So Honey kept it up until she was sure that Belle was drained, and then, smiling, she slowly pulled the feather right out of the girl.


And went back down on her knees to use her tongue to lick out the excess juices that were there.


"Ohhh ... God ... no ... no ... nooooo...."


Belle wasn't ready for this.


Now the room grew completely silent, except for the lap, lap, lap of Honey's tongue on Belle's hot, blistering pussy.


It was so good to feel it working inside of her, working in and sucking on it ...


And she knew that the way Belle's hips were moving, back and forth, that it wasn't going to be long before the woman was going to spend again.


Thus, she continued, with everything she had, to suck on her pussy ...


Deep ...


Pushing her tongue in as far as she could get it ...


As far in and then slowly taken out ...


Over and over and over, every once in while using her tongue to lick all over the hot button of Belle's clit ...


Belle ...


Who'd never been touched by a woman before ... Belle ...


Who was really on fire ... loving what was being done to her.


She was really spread wide, and her pussy was so irritated ...


Until now, Honey was getting up again.


"Did you like that," she asked, huskily, until Belle had to answer.


"Yes," she said, averting her eyes.


And then, finally, she was licking at her lips.


She knew what she had to do.


She knew that there was nothing she was going to be able to do about it ...


Except take it ...


Take it as much as she could ...


Even when Honey slowly brought the feather up to her mouth.


"Open wide, darling," the black woman said, and Belle did as she was told.


Now, she could feel that feather going inside her mouth.


She'd never tasted pussy before ...


Never tasted it, and loved the way it felt and the wondrous aroma.


It didn't take long ... and didn't take any prompting by Belle.


She really got into sucking the thing ... and pleasing her new captor.


But still it wasn't over.


Now, while she was forced to keep the feather in her mouth ... forced to keep it there while she was being slowly rotated ... there was enough slack in the foot chains and in her bonds to allow her to he turned in this manner ... she saw another feather somehow materialize in Honey's hands.


Now what, she wondered ...


Now what was going to happen ...


She didn't have to wait long to find out.


She could feel the feather starting to creep up her ass ...


And she knew that it was going to be buried inside of her!


Oh, how she wanted it not to be this way ... how she wished that she were anywhere but here ...


Now her ass ...


Her lovely, private ass, was going to be abused ...


By this tight, hot black lesbian.


She held her breath as she felt her ass cheeks being pried apart, as Honey concentrated with all the skills of a practicing surgeon ...


She continued to have it work on her, until, as she was forced to gasp for breath, she could feel it being worked up her ass!


Right up her tight, hot and sweaty ass-hole! It was driving her crazy ... Just crazy ...


And she didn't think she was going to be able to hold it there ...


But she knew she had to.


She knew that was part of the deal ... that she'd have to hold it inside of her ... And that was fine with her ... Just fine ...


Because if she had to undergo a little discomfort to please her captors, she was ready ...


Which was why it was so funny ... she didn't realize that the feather up her ass, and the one in her mouth was going to feel so good!


Now, there was just one place left that didn't have one.


And yet another feather was produced, to take care of that little oversight.


"Just relax, darling, and soon your feathering will be deliciously complete...."


With that, Honey managed to work another stiff feather right up Belle's snatch!


When she was finally finished, and not before a real hot run of hip-swishing and muffled groans, the final blue feather was worked all the way up and into Belle's hot pussy. It was incredible.


Honey took a step back to look things over.


She had completely feathered Honey ... ass, pussy and mouth ... and now the girl was forced to stand there, nude and tied, with the feathers coming out of her orifices.


"Yes...." Honey said, soothingly as she looked over her handiwork ... lovely ... lovely indeed...."


Now, George got off his seat.


He was really hot now, and loved the way that Honey had done her work.


He took a cushion and sat it right down in front of Belle, who was still holding the pussy drenched feather in her mouth, watching as George sat down on his haunches.


No sooner was he down there that Honey got on her knees in front of him, and began to service his cock ...


"Mmmmmm...." Honey said as she put her hands right on his hot, molten shaft.


Belle was watching ... she was really being forced to watch, but she had to admit that the scene was getting to her ...


Really getting to her ...


She loved the way Honey was moving her hands slowly up and down George's gigantic shaft ... and only wished that it was her hands doing all the work ...


That it was her mouth that was now going down on that gorgeous cock ... that it was her own pussy that was going to sit right down on it.


She watched, in heat and fascination as Honey turned from the aggressive, lesbian torturer, to the submissive, loving slave babe of George, who watched her with obvious approval as she worked on him ...


She used her hands to move the skin of his cock all the way up, so that it covered the head ... covered it and all but buried it ... and held it like that until she began to strip it back, to strip it back and smooth it out ...


And he was loving it ...


Loving the effect it was having on her ...


She loved how she was being forced to watch this ...


As now Honey opened her mouth and let the tongue come out, and lick the head of that cock ... lick it for all it was worth ... lick it and lav it with juices ...


"Yes ... oohhh your cock tastes so good ... so hot and good...."


She was making a meal out of it now as she slid it into her mouth ... slid it deep down her throat, all the way to the base, until it was time to pull it out ...


Belle watched in disbelief ...


She couldn't believe that this woman could get that much of his cock inside of her ...


How ... she wondered ... how did she do it ...


But tied up as she was, she knew there was no way that she could get free ... there was no way that her watering mouth could be satisfied ...


Now, she was forced to just watch ...


To watch as Honey now took the cock in her mouth and let it slide out, all wet and hot, before being pushed back in again ...


Over and over this went on, until Belle thought she was going to come again, just from watching.


Now, Honey took George's balls in her hand and squeezed them ... hard ... harder than Belle imagined it was possible to do ...


And then, she was working on him again ... working on him and making him moan ...


"Ohhh ... suck that thing ... suck it ... suck it good, baby...."


"Mmmmmfff...."


"Squeeze my balls...."


"Mmmmmfff...."


"I'm going to come in your mouth ... I'm going to come in your mouth ... and you're ... going to swallow it ... swallow it...."


"Mmmmmmffff...."


She was going wild, as she continued to lick and suck at it ...


"That's right ... take it deep ... deeper...."


And then, he knew that he was going to come ... he could feel himself starting to let loose ...


He was going to shoot ...


He was going to shoot his load ...


And it only made Honey suck him that much harder ...


She had him in her mouth and she was working on him ...


Working on him for all she was worth ... Trying with everything she had to take him deep ...


"OHHHH ... OOOHHH ... OOOOHHHH...."


She was starting to feel his cock pulsing, and knew that it wasn't going to be long before he came ... in her mouth ...


And then he erupted ...


He erupted and his pale gray semen was pumping into her ...


Pumping deep into her ... And she was loving it ...


Scoffing it up, eating it out, and really doing a number on him ...


Until finally, she thought she was going to gag ... And just go crazy with it ... She loved the taste of cum ... Just loved it ...


And could think of nothing better than to have it deep in her throat, spilling out of her mouth ... and driving him crazy ...


She was working herself into a lather as well, with her ringers in her own pussy, until finally she took her hands away and slowly got up.


It was obvious she hadn't swallowed yet ... that her cheeks were still puffed out with the stuff ...


And when Belle saw her coming over, she got the uneasy feeling that she knew what for.


She stared at Honey, who looked deep into her eyes.


Yes ...


It was going to happen just as she feared ... She was going to be made to swallow the stuff, from George's cock, to Belle's mouth ... to her own! God ...


She thought she was going to go crazy now ... Just crazy from it ...


She tried to turn her head but it was no use ...


She couldn't get away from it ...


She was going to get it in her mouth.


Honey put her hands on either side of Honey's clean white face and held it firmly while she forced the stuff into her mouth ...


And Belle thought she was going to go crazy!


It was still warm and sweet ... like a fine pudding, and she was licking and sucking it down her own throat ...


It was so good ...


She was swooning now from what they'd done to her ...


And didn't think she was going to be able to handle much more ...


Finally, mercifully, she was fainting out. Just fainting dead out ...


And when she came to, she found herself in a different part of the Bad Boys hangout, with her hands above her head, tied together, her body stripped completely naked, and her legs once more shackled to the floor.


"She's awake...."


She turned her head to see Honey, standing there, with a smirk on her face. And a whip in her hand.


No, Belle thought, please ... not that ... not a whip ... don't let me feel that thing on my ass ... please ...


But it was like reading an open book.


"I'm going to whip you darling," she said, as George, in a new seat, with his arms crossed and his cock as hard as ever, made himself comfortable for the show.


He was going to watch all the action.


He was going to watch it take place ...


Watch it and love it ...


Love the way Belle was going to get the special treatment he saved for only his most favored captives.


He nodded.


Let the show begin ... and damn if it wasn't a damn site better than building buildings!


George smiled, wide and hot. This was some kind of shit!

To Be Continued
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