Chapter 32

A further three people, as far as Lauren could tell, came across to the altar and felt her body, paying special attention to her breasts and vagina. She kept her eyes tightly closed, which helped to mask the continuing abuse she received, but did nothing to reduce her shaking and the misery she felt within. Occasionally, she glanced sideways to Nikki and Rebecca, still huddled in the corner but now under the food tables almost out of sight.

She ached all over, and even though her legs had been lowered back to normal by the young girl Suzy, she knew that walking would hurt like crazy. She desperately wanted to go to the toilet as well, and continually flexed her stomach muscles in an effort to reduce the pressure on her bladder.

The music had changed, now upbeat, modern western music as opposed to the lilting rhythms of the rain forest. With darkness now complete outside, the only illumination from the windows was the reflection of the white and red barn lights. Lauren’s throat ached as well from her incessant crying and she knew that her eyes must look like she had been in a fight. She also realised that the whole episode would have to be explained to her parents. Not just how they had come to be incarcerated up the mountain with a bunch of religious fanatics, but maybe even what she had done in the past few months with Nikki, Jim and Simone. Then it dawned on her that maybe they would even find out about her and Mike.

She cried loudly, causing Suzy to return, a look of concern on her face.

“What’s happened?”

“I don’t feel well. I feel sick” she sobbed.

“You’ll be fine. Do you think you’re going to vomit?” she asked.

“I don’t know. I just want to go home, please, that’s all.”

“Very soon. Just do as we ask and like I said, you’ll go home.” Suzy went back to the seats to continue chatting. As Lauren watched her sit down, the film again flickered into life. She recognised the studio again, and presumed that this would be the second visit, where she had been so keen to be photographed with Jim and Simone. She shook her head in amazement that she could have been so gullible, so stupid to have allowed it to happen, let alone wanted to do it. Her amazement was even greater when she saw that within thirty seconds of her arrival on the studio floor, she was naked, throwing her clothes off with abandon before lying over a stool.

“Oh, wow, this is a wonderful film, Simone. This is your best so far!” said one of the men sitting with his partner.

“Thanks, but don’t forget our sexy star. Oh! Here I am, look, this is you and me, Lauren.”

Lauren saw herself undressing Simone, pulling her knickers off and allowing her hand to feel her wetness.

“This is the bit I like. Let’s see the film and do it for real at the same time, eh?” said Simone. She moved to Lauren’s head and positioned herself on the lower straw bale so that she faced Lauren’s legs. Simone hiked up her robe, exposing her long legs and straddled Lauren’s face. She ran her hands down the length of Lauren’s body, caressing her breasts, hips and thighs. Lauren looked up to see, no more than five inches from her face, Simone’s pussy lips, highly aroused, glistening in the faint light. She felt that she was inside a tent, cut off from everyone else, with just the red and white glow from the barn lights shining through Simone’s robe to light her little world. She looked to her right to see the golden brown legs of the stunningly beautiful girl above her. There was no tan line to be seen, just firm, muscular legs, joining her body, separated by her vagina. Her clitoris was evident, poking carefully out from under the little hood, fringed delicately by fine black pubic hair. Lauren inhaled the sweet scent of her sex as she felt Simone’s long hair brushing against her inner thighs.

Simone’s delicate tongue found its target and started to languidly massage her clitoris, wandering along the length of her inner lips, up and down, returned to probe now and again at the little pink bulb that had given them both so much pleasure. Unconsciously, Lauren turned her head to the right and rubbed her nose in appreciation against Simone’s thigh. Her legs were so silky smooth, so clean and tempting that she worked her way slowly upwards towards her sex. She couldn’t reach her vagina, and resigned herself to watching, listening while nuzzling into her leg, pecking occasionally with her lips. She felt so safe inside the robe, as though her problems had at last disappeared.

The tongue explored her vagina for several minutes while Lauren lay on the altar, aware now and then that the film was still playing, still incriminating her, still exposing her as a girl who would do anything for sex. Light broke through the robe and a cold draft followed as someone lifted the back of Simone’s robe and fastened it, revealing her buttocks. Simone adjusted her stance, widening her legs as a hand ran over Lauren’s face, then up Simone’s thighs and around her vagina. The middle finger pushed slowly inside Simone, causing her to move slightly to accommodate it. As it withdrew, Lauren saw her pussy lips were covered in lubrication, shining wildly in the eerie light. She knew it was a man’s hand, and was therefore not surprised when his thick cock pressed against Simone’s wet pussy.

Lauren tried to move out of the way but Simone stopped her progress by holding her thighs tightly.

“Oh no, this is where you see everything. We may even want you to help later.” she said, lowering herself closer to Lauren’s face. The man pushed his cock deep inside Simone as her pussy lips followed it in, folding in sympathy as he plunged into her. Lauren could see that his cock gently rubbed against her clitoris, providing stimulation as he began stroking regularly. She also became aware of the smell of the man, who clearly hadn’t bothered to wash himself. The odor of sweat and human faeces was obnoxious to the point where Lauren tried to hold her breath rather than breath in the foul air. The man moved confidently, held Simone’s hips and put one leg up on the straw bale to balance himself.

“Oh yes, that’s good. Nice and slowly.” said Simone, continuing to lick around Lauren’s clitoris.

“This is amazing!” said the man. “The film, and this little girl, and you all at the same time. I can’t hold on much longer!”

“Just do it in me, then. Go on! Do it deep inside me!” demanded Simone, burying her head between Lauren’s legs. The man picked up speed, twitched slightly and then pushed hard as he slapped against Simone’s buttocks. Lauren saw his balls crumple up as his cock swelled, and then he grunted loudly. His stroking lost its rhythm, each push causing a little white fluid to spurt out from Simone’s pussy. He stopped after a few seconds, pausing for breath before he slowly withdrew from Simone. Lauren looked up to see Simone’s red inner lips slowly moving back as a little pool of cum formed at the entrance to her vagina.