“Suck, little slut,” Sophie hissed. “You know you want to.”
She did want to. She wanted to very much. She didn’t mind being called a slut; for after all, was she not one? Had she not given herself to several men since being snatched away from her husband? Not all those men had forced her. And now she was allowing herself to be taken by a woman, in an act as perverse as any she had yet been party to. Caroline took the phallus as far to the back of her throat as she could. She wanted to show Sophie that she was a good girl as well as a slut, a girl who could be relied upon to please, a girl who would not be outraged by any s****l demands, no matter how “unnatural”.
“Kneel on the divan,” Sophie said, “with your cute little ass towards me.”
Caroline hastened to take up her position. She put
