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sub4couples -> Fem on fem (2/17/2011 1:56:21 AM)
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Meeting
Eleven thirty Friday night and the club was starting to fill up with late night revellers and the after theatre crowd. Angel though had been there scouting out the talent since the club opened. She’d bought half a dozen bottles of water from the bar then tucked herself away in a corner of the upstairs balcony from where she could watch every inch of the dance floor below.
It was her fourth week at that particular club. Usually a good place to pull it had proved surprisingly barren. But tonight she’d seen exactly what she was looking for, a young Asian girl who looked totally out of her depth. Indian or Pakistani made no difference to Angel, as long as they were young and pretty.
Obviously unsure of herself the girl was virtually hiding behind one of the fake Roman pillars. Angel could see she’d caught the eye of a some of other regulars, a couple of predatory lesbians who hunted as a pair were circling her hiding place like sharks.
Like Lucy they always got there early, hoping to nab the odd curious straight before the guys arrived later to Hoover them up.
Taking her supply of water with her Angel made her way down to where the girl hid. Arriving a few minutes after the other two she elbowed her way in between them and the girl.
“Hey babe sorry I was so long, but the bars stuffed, took ages getting served”. Handing the stunned girl a bottle of water she smiled.”So who are your new friends, are you going to introduce me”.
Recognising her the pair backed off “Hey sorry girl we thought she was on her own, you know”?
Still smiling Lucy nodded. “Sure I know. Now if you don’t mind”?
After they’d gone she turned her attention to the girl. “I take it you’ve never been here before”?
“No never”.
“So where are you from? You’re not local, not with that accent”?
Looking sheepish the girl whispered. “I absconded from my school in Surrey. I wanted to visit a happening club”.
Unable to help herself Angel laughed. “Sorry I’m not laughing at you; it’s just that you couldn’t have picked a more wrong club if you’d wanted”. Lifting her bottle she saluted the girl. “Drink up and I’ll take you somewhere a bit more Safe and `Happening' as you so nicely put it. What’s your name by the way”?
“I am Lineysha, but my British friends call me Lisa.
“Ok Lisa; I’m Angel, that’s short for Angela. Now come on lets go somewhere else”.
Outside they had to wait for a taxi. “I knew what sort of club it was, you know, a club where ladies go to meet ladies. That is what I was looking for”.
“And why were you looking for that, for those kinds of women”?
“At school we are all girls, and we get lonely and frightened. So a lot of the time we get in bed together, only for warmth and comfort. But I like it, and wanted to try more”.
“You still got the wrong place. That’s no place for beginners; you take my word for it”.
Angel took her to `Lavender’, another girl friendly place, but one that was quieter and less dangerous for newbie’s.
Here they could sit and drink in comfy alcoves or venture onto the dance floor when the mood took them. “So you said you’re at school in Surrey”?
“Yes Surrey. I came here on the train”.
Will they miss you? Your parents I mean”.
“No the school will, but my family is in India. I am only here for school”.
“How are you getting back? You won’t get a train this late”.
“I shall stay”.
“Where”?
Lisa shrugged. “I do not know. I never thought that far ahead. I was only concentrating on getting away undetected”?
“And did you”?
“Oh yes. And now I am here on my adventure”. Giving Angel a mischievous smile she whispered, “Perhaps one of these ladies’ will offer me a bed”.
Angel smiled. “Oh I am sure they would. But is that what you want, to be a one night stand, another notch on some bull dykes bedpost”?
“No”
“Then I think you need to slow down a bit. For a start you’re drinking far too much”.
Lisa laughed. “I know it’s my first time”. Then she giggled. “I’m a very naughty Muslim.
The Morning After
When she woke Lisa realized why Muslims didn’t drink. At school she’d had the odd sip of beer or wine, but never felt like this afterwards. Her whole body ached, her skin felt clammy, and she had the mother of all headaches. She couldn’t remember a thing about last night, and certainly had no idea where she was.
Worst of all, she could feel someone in the bed next to her. And when she opened her eyes and found another girl whose arms and legs were wrapped around her while her face was resting on a small firm breast she froze. Oh god, she’d even been dribbling, the girls breast was shiny with her saliva.
Hardly daring to breathe she watched the sleeping girl. And very slowly some of the night’s events came back to her. As her memory returned she panicked, and very slowly and carefully tried to free herself from the girls embrace.
Eventually though her movement woke the girl who opening her eyes smiled. “Well didn’t you turn out to be a dark horse”.
“Please I must go. My school, I must be back before Sunday night bed check”.
“Soon, but first be nice to me again”. The arm tightened its hold pressing her face into the small firm breast.
“Please I must go now, please”. She sounded frightened so Angel relaxed her grip.
“You can go when I say”!
“No I must go now”.
This was Angel’s favourite time, when she changed from a friend and lover into a hard cruel controlling bitch.
Moving her hand she laced her fingers into the girl’s hair. The girl cried out and tried to wriggle free, but by then it was too late. Angel’s legs crossed at the ankles were wrapped tightly around her.
“Let go of my hair, and get off of me”. She used her most commanding tone and tried to slap Angel. Angel only laughed and digging deeper into the girls hair balled her fingers into a fist tightening her grip stretched the hair away from the scalp tearing at the roots. And Lisa screamed.
“Keep still now or I’ll tear it out by the rots” And by wiggling her legs higher gripped Lisa around her chest. Then by gradually increasing the pressure and began squeezing the air from her lungs.
Now she had full control over the girl she relaxed. Now it was time for a show of contempt. Taking a cigarette from a pack on the side she lit it and blew the smoke over the girl. Using the same method as a boa constrictor she waited for Lisa to breathe out. When she did Angel tightened her grip preventing her from breathing in. Done slowly it was a very painful way or suffocating someone, and had the added bonus of being able to let them have a little breathe of air every now and then, done properly just enough to keep them conscious.
As she grew weaker her struggles did to. Until eventually she lay there quietly and compliant. Tensing the muscles in her thighs Angel made her groan she reached out to touch Lisa’s face, smiled and said, “Kiss my hand”. And when Lisa did she rewarded her with a little air.
“Good girl. And she released her hair. Sitting up a little and leaning over the girl she put her cigarette out in an the ashtray on the side table. Then by taking a gentle hold on Lisa’s chin lifted it until their eyes met. “Now I am going to put you to sleep for a little while. Don’t be frightened, just let yourself go. If you fight it, it will be much, much worse, so hold my hands and look into my eyes”.
“Please don’t. I’ll do whatever you say, but please don’t”. Letting go of Lisa’s chin she took her by the hands, and while caressing the backs softly slowly crushed the air from her body using her powerful well muscled thighs.
She struggled for a moment, but realizing the futility soon gave up letting herself drift quietly into unconsciousness.
When she woke she was alone, still on the bed, but now with a heavy iron bracelet around her ankle with a chain attaching her to a steel plate bolted to the floor beneath the bed. Angel had left her water, which she drank, but no food, so curling herself into a ball she lay quietly sobbing, unaware that Angel was watching her via a web cam.
The sale
“So what do you think”?
“She’s perfect, we knew you wouldn’t let us down”.
“Angel smiled. “You’re lucky, I was thinking of keeping her myself. But well, money is money”. The two women laughed.
“Can you deliver her in the morning? We have her room all ready”.
Patting the piles of money on the table Angel nodded, “Nine thirty OK”?
“Perfect, we’ll be waiting”.
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