RING… RING…. The insistently ringing phone brought Hillary
struggling from under the covers. She thought,
<Who the hell could that be. It must be an emergency. I better
listen in. Maybe some one is sick.. or needs me..>
She grabbed the phone off the hook and waited for the recorded
message to end. She could scrutinize the caller and then if it
was some stupid salesman she could just hang up. She waited…
“Aunt Hillary this is Sue your nice. If you are home please pick
up. I’m….” came a familiar nagging female voice over the
receiver.
<Oh god that little bitch. I hate .. well she is my only nice and
I should at least talk to her.> Hillary thought.
“Sue! How are you? Where are you? What do you need?” Hillary
asked with an air of reluctance. Her nice was a wild child and
source of constant problems to her sister and her.
“Auntie I am in the city for the day and I’d like to come and see
you. Could I come over now? I mean I know you do not have much
free time.” Sue related to her aunt. “Please Auntie… I won’t
take long… Please…”
“Well I’m not dressed yet …but seeing as how it is you.. OK
I’ll leave the back door open and start some coffee. You come in
and make yourself at home. I’ll be there shortly.” Hillary said.
“Fine I’ll be there quickly.” Sue said. “Coffee is nice but don’t
you have an expresso machine? I like french roast and …”
“Well I’m having coffee, but you can make that stuff for
yourself if you want. Just don’t make a mess.” Hillary offered.
“Do you have any vanilla french roast decf??” Sue went on with
her demanding way.
“I don’t know… You will have to make do with what I have.” with
that she slammed down the receiver so as to end the demands.
Hillary drug her self out of bed and wandered into the kitchen.
She turned on the coffee maker and almost forgot to open the
door. ……ALMOST!!!!
She set out the expresso maker and her selection of coffees. Then
she left the kitchen and went down the hall sleepily stretching
as she went.
Hillary wandered into the master bedroom and shed her shear
nylon nittie. She stepped into the master bathroom nude, and set
the hot water flowing for her bubble bath. Then while waiting for
the tub to fill, She looked in the mirror and observed her firm
round ass, and shapely legs. She pushed up her hair and looked
at the nice little apples firmly sticking out on her chest.
<Looking good!!> She thought… She further examined her mons and
decided to shave it closely again for the beach time she planned
tomorrow. Hillary’s vacation was then and she was off to the
islands. <Long white beaches, warm sunshine, dark handsome men…
God I can not wait.>
She slipped into the warm water after adding the sweet smelling
bath salts. She soaked for time and was shaving her left leg when
she heard the door to the kitchen close.
“Sue?? Is that you??” Hillary inquired cautiously.
“Yea auntie… Where are you?” Sue’s voice called out from
somewhere beyond the door.
“I’m taking bath. Make your self at home and I’ll be there in a
little while. Coffee is probably ready now, I laid out the
expesso make for you. See what you can find in the refrigerator.”
Hillary offered.
“We have to see you now!” came the demand from the hallway.
Annoyed Hillary started to get up. <What could that little bitch
want> She looked to the door and realized that living alone had
conditioned her to forget the bathroom door lock. As she heard
footsteps coming down the hall she reached for the lock. She
never made it.
The door flew open and collided with her outstretched hand.
“Sue….OWWWW… Now look….Sue… YOU GET OUT OF HERE!!! BOTH
OF YOU… NOW!!” Hillary shouted as her niece and another girl
barged right in on her privacy.
“Don’t have a kitten Auntie Dear. I’ve come for a visit, and
Karen here is my friend. We share everything>” Sue said matter of
faculty with a smirk on her face at her aunts obvious discomfort
and embarrassment.
Hillary sought to cover her dripping breasts with her left hand as
her right reached for the towel. Quick as a snake, the girl, Karen,
snatched the towel out of her reach and said,
“Not bad for an old bitch. Like this is going to be more fun than
I thought. She ain’t like half bad. That’s when she isn’t trying
to hide it. Don’t be shy bitch we are going to share it all.”
Hillary quickly lowered her right hand to cover her crotch, and
crouched down to hide from the two pairs of eyes inspecting her
nude form. Then shivering from the cold air the open door brought
in, Hillary demanded,
“What the hell is this? You and your friend get right out of my
house.. NOW!! You may be my nice but this is unforgivable!”
“She gets, like all red and shit when she gets mad don’t she.”
Karen inquired running a finger over Hillary’s shapely wet back.
Hillary arched her back to escape the unwanted touch.
“Yea I remembered a couple of times when I put it to her, She
almost broke a blood vessel.” Sue commented. “I guess we better
get started.”
Karen snapped a quick left foot into Hillary’s flat wet stomach.
Hillary bounced off the wall and fell to the bottom of the tub.
Unconsciousness quickly enveloped her.
………………………………………….
Moments … or was it hours later… Hillary came back to
consciousness. She was sitting in her tub. Her scalp burned. She
looked up at the two smiling observers and reached for the area
of pain with her right hand. She found a hand with Karen’s iron
like grip in her hair holding her head up.
She looked up into the remorseless eyes of her niece and the new
girl. She held on to the hand and again sought to cover her
precious orbs with her left. <What does Sue and this … this
monster want…> Her stomach ached from the hit it took.
“Now get this and get it straight. I ran away from home today,
and we are staying here for a while. No more of that parents, ‘Do
this.’ or ‘You can’t have that.’ shit. We are here and you are
going to do for us, for as long as we feel like it.” Sue informed
the cowering Hillary. “Karen is a black belt and really gets off
hurting people and breaking thing. You go along and she won’t hurt
you….much.. You want to play..she will have you for breakfast.”
“Sue you always were a difficul….. bubublubblll” Hillary started
when the iron grip on her hair forced her face down under the
cooling soppy water.. Her right hand could not break the grip.
even with the left she could do nothing against the monster.
Hillary panicked!! Her face was under water and she could not
breathe. She sought to dislodge the grip in her hair with both
hands. No luck…
She sought to roll out from under the controlling grip. No….
She wiggled and shook. She only used up her precious air fumbling
with the determined girl’s grip.
The grip dragged a choking much subdued Hillary back to the
world. This time both her hands were now positioned on top of the
grip… Modest went right out the window. Fear replaced her
annoyance of the events taking place in her house. She starred up
helplessly at her unwanted observers.
“OK now we got your attention I think. If not, well we can do
this all day and each time I’ll keep you under longer. You got
that bitch??” Karen demanded with a shake of the captives head
by the hair handle..
Hillary could not stop choking long enough to speak but she
shook her head yes. She looked up pleadingly at her niece.
“OK now get up…Keep the hands on top of your head. Lets see if
you are really build like Sue says.” Karen demanded. “She tells
me you run and work out and shit. Is she shitting me. You
marshmallow. You try any shit with me and I’ll break you in
half.” Karen released her grip on Hillary’s hair and started a
manual inspection of the shivering woman. She was twisting
Hillary’s tits a little, tweaked a nipple and poking her stomach
to instigate resistance.
Hillary grabbed Karen’s left hand as it felt her precious right
orb. Karen smiled and squeezed the precious tit flesh, with her
firmest grip. Hillary fumbled and tried ineffectual to break
the painful hold on her mammary.
With a couple of twists to puncuate her instructions, Karen began,
“Get your” twist “Hands back” twist “where I told” twist “YOU
NOW!… Or I’ll twist it right off….”
With tears in her eyes and a gasp in her throat, Hillary again
raised her hands. She arched her back to alleviate the pressure
Karen was causing.
“Marshmellow!!” Karen commented as she relieved her grip, and
lowered her hand to Hillary’s mound. “What is this shit, like
can’t you decide whether to shave it for whoring or leave it
long for braiding?” She comment on the thin line of pubic hair
Hillary had left on her labia.
Karen reached down and retrieved the plastic razor. She held it
out in front of Hillary’s left cheek and demanded,
“Shave that shit off. NOW!! Like I don’t allow whores to hide
the merchandise. You fuck with me, like and I’ll make you shave
your own head and eye brows. Makes for a really freaky looking
sight. Don’t it Sue?”
“Yea You blew me away, when you made Lucy do that. Sure taught
her a lesion. She’s really ga ga over your ass since that. She
will do anything for you say now.” Sue added. “You don’t want to
be another Lucy Auntie.”
“Please Sue I’m your aunt…Please…. OWOOOWWWOWOWO.” Hillary
pleaded but was cut short when Karen purposely nicked her right
chest with the plastic razor above the breast. She took a wide
sweeping cut at her other side just missing the creamy white
flesh.
“I told you don’t fuck with me bitch. You don’t start shaving
I’ll shave off those bumpy things you call nipples. Now bitch.”
Karen demanded holding the plastic implement dangling from her
right hand.
Hillary took the razor and ran it over her belly. <She would fake
it and then she would get away and she had the razor.>
“Get down on those bony knees. Get some water on it and clean off
that shit.” Karen forced her to her knees and looked down on her
shaming like a interested spectator..
Hillary looked up and started to shave off the remaining thin
line of her fur. She saw the smirk on the girls face. She knew
this girl was going to hurt her if she did not perform the
humiliating deed. She pulled out the right pube and ran the razor
over it till it was smooth as new born.
When she was done, she thought, she looked up pleadingly.
“Get the shit inside that smelly crack, and you better get it all
or I will slap you sillier than you already are.” Karen demanded
from her position over her victim with raised hand.
Hillary was horrified. She was a grown woman. She should…. She
looked up and saw Karen tense up for a strike. It was enough. She
spread her legs and bent over and sought out stray hairs. She
worked on this demeaning task till she could find no more of the
offensive hairs.
She sheepishly looked up. She handed the plastic razor over to
Karen and looked puzzled at the mirror handed to her in return.
“OK hairless… Spread um and show me your puss. I better not find
any of that shit or I’ll be real upset with you…”
Flabbergasted Hillary spread her knees and slid the mirror under
her crotch. She was red as a beat. She had never shown her self
to anyone… even her lovers like this.. Now for this girl she
was… No.. she would…
Karen hauled off and slapped her face. “You slut… I said, SHOW
ME YOUR PUSS!! That means you show me all of it. How do I know
if their is krinkly shitty hair around the little bud?? Open it
up for me and point out the stuff.” She slapped Hillary again.
Hillary starred up at the tormentor. She could… SLAPPP. She had
to show it. In a daise Hillary looked down and held open her
lips. The second slap drove her over her edge.
Hillary wedged the mirror between her thighs, spread her lips
and in a whisper said,
“This is my…..OH GOD… please..” Hillary sobbed.
SLAPP….
“Go on bitch. I want the grand tour. Which hole is the cunt…
come on bitch get on with it.” Karen demanded of the sobbing
woman.
SLAPP…
Hillary starred down at her female organs spread out like never
before. She began, “This is the vagina and this is the anal…”
SLAPP
“I guess we have to take off these.” Karen explained as she
grabbed Hillary’s jaw and proceeded to dry shave off her left
eye brow.
Hillary was speechless. She tried to move her head away from this
crazy girl, but stopped and stayed perfectly still when Karen
said,
“Keep fucking around and I may take out an eye, or maybe I’ll take
off part of the nose.. Stay still bitch..”