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as
the spasms started to recede she scrambled from Gus's lap pleading,
'Where's the toilet - please? '
    'Across the
hallway,' he said with a snigger, indicating a door.
    Julia hobbled,
though needing to run, but having to keep her legs pressed tightly
together in order not to dribble. She reached the cloakroom at
last, just made the lavatory seat in time, sighing with relief as
her urine flowed, though all too aware of the soreness of her
bottom and thighs.
    Julia hoped
Theona had finished toying with her, but when she returned it was
to find that she had moved away from Will. He was propped up on
cushions, smoking, and observing Julia with amused, mocking
eyes.
    As soon as she
stepped through the door Theona grabbed her and spun her round,
examining the crimson roses blooming on her bottom. 'You did it
well, Gus,' she said, and felt between Julia's thighs. 'You're very
wet, my dear. I think Gus deserves a reward, don't you?' She
pointed to where he was still seated on the chair, his penis thick
and upright. 'Get your mouth round that.'
    Julia's eyes
widened and her heart thumped. 'Lick him, d'you mean? I can't. I
don't want to. It's disgusting.'
    He smiled and
the bodyguards shook with laughter, their cocks twitching, but
Theona was not so tolerant. 'Silly girl,' she said mercilessly,
slapping Julia across the face. 'You'll do it, or I'll flay the
skin off your arse!'
    'Will, can't
you help me?' Julia pleaded, rubbing her assaulted cheek, but he
shook his head.
    'Get on with
it,' he advised, blowing smoke rings. 'Then we can get down to the
serious business of the night.'
    Did no one
realise just how offended she was by the suggestion that she suck
Gus's cock? Arlene had talked of fellatio, even described what it
was like to perform it, and been rhapsodic when she spoke of the
delicious pleasure of having someone go down on her, orally
stimulating her clit. Julia had cringed, hating the idea of either
activity, and yet pictures had sprung into her mind. They were
decidedly obscene images, making her sex wet and her mouth dry.
    Gus leant back
in the chair, folded his arms behind his head and grinned at her.
His cock mesmerised her, seeming to take on a life of its own.
Slowly, Julia sank between his legs, her punished behind raised.
She smelt the musty odour trapped in his crisp black pubic hair,
spiced with sweat and cinnamon. She trembled, afraid to touch him,
but her timid approach seemed to rouse him even more. His cock rose
higher, like a serpent uncoiling to the snake charmer's flute. She
stared, petrified yet fascinated at the sturdy, dark-skinned shaft,
the fully emerged glans, juice seeping from the slit.
    She touched it
tentatively, amazed at the warm, velvety feel. Now it didn't seem
abhorrent, misshapen and ugly. Instead, she wanted to tend it and
make it grow. Her lips opened and her tongue poked out, needing to
taste the clear dew at its tip. She licked up the bead, surprised
to find it no more tangy than saliva. At the caress his cock leapt
into her face. Its heat was against her cheek, the helm seeking her
mouth. She started, and her fingers fumbled as she held it, and
then groped for the smoothness of his balls, the cock rearing up
proudly.
    Gus dug his
fingers in her hair, dragging her forward, holding her mouth to his
prick. She steeled herself, stretched her lips wide and allowed the
slippery, purple-red helm to penetrate between them. It was salt
flavoured, the wet membranes of her inner cheeks and her taste buds
accepting the invasion. After the first shock she overcame the fear
that it might choke her. Thrills shivered through her as she
instinctively serviced him with her tongue, and then dared to start
sucking.
    Feeding at her
mother's teat, lolly-pops and ice-cream; all these had prepared her
for her task, and she tried out several angles, improving her
skill, finding that she was doing what came naturally. Gus groaned,
slumping low on his spine, surrendering to her greedy slurping. His
hands stroked