Kidnapped for the Internet (Part 2)

Susan & Megan find themselves at the Sapphic Temple where they will experience many erotic and sexual activities.

Susan woke up with a thin blanket over her in a small single bed. Dim sunshine lit the room from a tiny dirty window an inch or two from the ceiling. Her head ached and her mouth was dry and foul tasting. She rolled onto her back and realized wrist cuffs attached to the wall above her head secured her hands. She could not remember how she had gotten here, or even where “here’ was. She still wore the silky ruffled blouse and plaid pleated skit but was no longer wearing any underwear apparently. She croaked a call, but it was so garbled she could barely hear it herself. Looking around the room she saw a plain straight backed folding chair a few feet to her right and a sink and faucet against the far wall to her left. The door was mostly obscured in shadows as were the grey brick walls. Squinting her eyes, Susan made out what she thought was a surveillance camera in the far corner of the ceiling. This whole situation made no sense to her at all. She did remember going to Santa Monica with Megan, goofing around on third street and heading over to the pier. She sort of remembered talking with two girls a bit older than them, but nothing after leaving the carousel seemed real, until right now.
She tugged at the cuffs above her head, frustrated she could not break free, when the door opened and in walked three pretty older women. The three were dressed alike, a white silk caftan secured at the waist by a red belt with a gold buckle. Their hair styles also matched, piled high on top of their heads and wrapped with fabric that mirrored their belts. The women didn’t seem to be very threatening, but rather like some sort of priestesses coming to visit her. They took positions around her, one to the left one to the right and one at the foot of the small bed.
“Hello, Susan, welcome to the Sapphic Ranch & Stables. You will be our guest for several days and may even choose to remain with us when we release you,” The woman at the foot of the bed said, “You will experience many new and exciting feeling in the next week, so open your mind to the revelations and your being to the sensations. Some will thrill and titillate, some will inspire passion and excitement, while others you may find distasteful or degrading. Please, embrace fully all the experiences we will share with you. You are so young, so naïve, so innocent, and so pure, we only want to fill your cup with knowledge, lust, and satisfaction,”
“Please come with me,” the woman to her left said as the woman to her right loosened her restraints and helped her sit up on the edge of the bed. “Here is a tablet of ibuprofen and a bit of caffeine to ease your headache,” handing her a pill and a bottle of spring water. “We have prepared a warm, scented bath for your pleasure and relaxation. Follow me, please.” The woman took Susan’s hand and led her out of the dim cell, down a bright and colorfully painted hallway, to a huge bathroom. A wall of glass blocks dazzled the eyes, the sweet smell of gardenia filled the moist air, and a massive sunken tub covered in lush bath bubbles waited for her entrance.
“Where am I? What is all this? Why am I here? What do you want with me? Who are you people?”, Susan finally blurted out.
“We are the guardians of the Sapphic Temple. We teach young women what it means to truly experience pleasure with their bodies. We have been protecting and instructing young women since our Greek mothers and sisters first occupied Lesbos, a tiny island in the Mediterranean, over three thousand years ago.” The women told her with a straight face.
“So you kidnapped me from the pier, brought me here, to wherever I am, to show me how to ‘pleasure’ myself?” Susan said sarcastically.
“Not only pleasure yourself, but how to pleasure others, how to accept pleasuring by others, and the many different and provocative ways you can be pleasured,” the matron explained. “But now, please, let the warm scented water refresh your senses and cleanse you within and without. Please, let me help you into the basin.”
The woman unbuttoned Susan’s blouse and slipped it from her shoulders. Her supple round breasts firm and athletic topped by her hard, pointed, and dusky colored nipples. The woman unfastened the hook at her hip, unzipped her skirt, and helped her step out of the pool of plaid fabric. She wondered for a second where her panties had gotten to, but in a flash was entering the warm bath, naked and unafraid.

At the same time, Megan was waking up tied, spread eagled, on her back, on a large vinyl covered stage. She was totally naked, exposed in every way, looking at the face of the woman who they had met at the pier, Lisa.
“Hello, you sweet young thing, I’m so glad you finally woke up,” Lisa told Megan. “The council wanted your friend first, but that I could have you for the night because of the fine job Pam and I did.”
Megan tried to wiggle free, but her wrists and ankles were secured soundly. She asked pitifully, “Why am I tied up like this? And who the hell are you? Let me go right this second or you’re in big trouble,” she threatened. “My dad works for the sheriffs department and when he finds out you kidnapped me…well you’re in deep shit.”
“Oh my goodness, the sheriffs department! I’m trembling in my shorts, but it’s not your dad making me tremble, its that tight pussy of yours waiting to get eaten or those tiny tits needing to be spanked because you used such bad language.” Lisa smiled at the teen. “Here, put this under that small ass of yours,” she pushed a large, wedge shaped cushion under Megan. The foam ramp went from her shoulder blades, past the small of her back, and lifted her butt and pussy at least a foot into the air. “Yeah, that’s good. Have you ever been eaten out? Had someone lick and chew and nibble and devour that tender young snatch? I think not, right?” Lisa teased the helplessly bound girl. “Let’s see what you’ve got there, Sweet-Meat, I need to take a close look.”
Lisa used both of her thumbs to spread Megan’s vulva open, revealing her moist pink inner lips, her hood covered clitoris, and the tiny opening near the bottom of her cleft. The woman leaned her head forward and kissed Megan’s clit firmly with her lips. The young teen jerked as if she had received an electric shock, but could do nothing to stop Lisa from teasing the small bud with the tip of her tongue before sucking it into her warm mouth.
“Mmmm, so sweet, you must be a virgin, I’ve never tasted a pussy so damn sweet. And the way you look, Oh my god, so young and innocent, so pure and fresh, oh god, to be the first to ravish you, to violate you, to fucking rape you, I’m dizzy just thinking about what fun we’re going to have tonight.”
“Please stop! Please, I’ve never had sex with another person. I’ve touched myself, but please don’t hurt me. Please, Oh God, please let me go.”
“Don’t worry, after a few minutes, you’ll be begging me not to stop. I’m gonna do thing to you that will make you scream in pleasure. Knowing you’ve never had sex opens so many naughty doors to explore.”
Lisa extended the index finger of her right hand and pushed Megan’s clitoris firmly in a circular motion. For many minutes she circled the little nub until Megan’s breathing became shallow and rapid and her hips bucked up off the wedge shaped cushion. “You’re so hot, Megan. Rubbing your little clit is so erotic. I know you’re going to cum soon, cum on my finger in your pussy, look at me, let me see your eyes when you cum. I want to see you cumming, see you loose control, and cum on my finger.”
Megan tried her best not to orgasm, but the incessant finger circling and circling down there, Lisa describing her pussy, her clitoris, her release, and the warm wetness she was producing herself built up until she was thrashing up and down, grinding out her orgasm on Lisa’s wicked finger.
“How good is that, Megan? You look so delicious cumming on my fingers. Oh sweet Jesus, the way your hot sexy body squirmed up onto my fingers was just so sexy. And your tits bouncing like they were going to wobble loose from your chest. You are one nubile little piece of ass, My Dear.”
“Now let me feel how tight your tiny pussy is after your orgasm. Do you think I can get a finger inside you? Two fingers? Mmmm, your so tight down there, let me try one finger, Baby” Lisa cooed to the satiated young teen spread wide in front of her.
She used the same finger that had been circling Megan’s clit to now circle the girl’s small vaginal opening. Lisa pressed the pad of her finger eagerly into the petite opening and slowly loosened the taut muscle.
“Have you ever fucked yourself? You’re pussy is so tight, it’s like it has never been fucked. Megan? Have you ever fingered yourself?” Lisa questioned the youngster.
“Oh God, Please!, I’ve gotten myself off. A lot times I’ve played with myself ‘til I orgasmed. I rub myself all over down there, especially my clit. No, I don’t put things inside myself. I’ve tried a finger but it didn’t feel that good, and I used my mom’s little vibrator once, but I didn’t put it in me, just the outside, where you’re touching now.”
“Well, It’s gonna take some work to loosen you up. We might have to wait for another time to pound that tiny cunt of yours.”
“Please, I’m begging you, let me go. I won’t tell anyone, ever, about you or any of this. Please, I just want to go home and forget any of this happened. Please!”
Lisa laughed in Megan’s face, “You’re a hot and sexy slut. I saw the way you dressed, the way you acted last night. You were a tramp trying to get men tuned-on. Instead you turned me on, and now I’m going to use you as my sex-toy.”
Lisa decided if Megan’s vaginal opening was too tight, there was another hole very near by that she could use for her fun and Megan’s torment.