- Regina, where are we going? - I decided to ask.
- We go home.
She could not calm down in any way. She squeezed the steering wheel with her hands, and if it were made of soft dough, it would definitely turn into a mess.
- Listen... Thank you for everything, but ... - I was trying to say that it's better that we don't know each other anymore.
- He will destroy you, - she wasn't listening to me at all. - You know what your husband is capable of.
I felt fear in myself, remembering the image of him in a rage.
- You see, all your belligerence has vanished. That's why I'm offering to help you.
- Help?
- I'll help you get out of this situation with minimal health risks, - Mills suggested.
- And what will be required of me? - I knew there would be a catch.
- I'll tell you after we get home, - she avoided answering.
- It's not fair! Again, you will demand something indecent from me! - burst out of me.
- Hush! It seems the tail is behind us! - she exclaimed and adjusted her rear-view mirror.
- Tail?! But how? They didn't know that we were up there.
- Who knows, but now we will have to do everything to break away from them. Hold on! - Regina broke off and pressed the gas pedal.
I heard the roar of the engine, and our car began to accelerate, pushing me into a chair. It took my breath away. I felt the seething blood in my veins from a unique sense of speed. I had to close my eyes as my friend drove a red light. And it is good that now there were few cars (after all, it was already night), otherwise the images of those poor fellows who were shown on TV in the program "Traffic Accidents" appeared in my head. And why did I agree to this?!
I preferred not to open my eyes until I felt that the chase was over. For this long or short time (lost count) I had to swing from side to side in sharp turns and then rush forward or backward, feeling the tight seat belt on my chest.
- That's it! - Regina gasped. - We've arrived.
- Where did you take me? - the first thing I could say.
- To my home, - Regina smiled at me
We ended up in a place unknown to me. On the one hand, it was a typical suburb of our wonderful city, but on the other hand, local houses and courtyards were characterized by general dilapidation, ruin and neglect. I guessed that this was one of the poorest areas, where mainly employees of large enterprises lived. Actually, my childhood was spent in exactly such an environment. Immediately, warm images of the distant past appeared before my eyes, when I had to travel to school on a rusty bus. The driver always swore at the headmaster because he could not spend part of the money allocated to him by the state to buy a new vehicle. Because of this, the bus often broke down, and I was late for the first lesson. However, for the teacher, this was a valid reason, so I was very happy when the bus stopped in the middle of the intersection, and I heard from the driver all possible curses in several languages.
- Have you remembered pleasant memories? - Mills touched my shoulder.
- Eh? No... I mean, yes, - I nodded back.
- This is the home of my late parents. I couldn't sell it, so it serves me as an emergency airfield.
- My condolences, - I said sadly.
- Thank you... Let's go.
I followed her. Before my eyes appeared a two-story house, covered on all sides with faded siding. Its walls were buried in thickets of wild grapes and ivy. The effect of abandonment and alienation was created. But once we come in the hall, I was able to feel a cozy atmosphere. Although, Regina should have done a good job of cleaning up here, since the first thing we did with her was sneeze from the dust a couple of times.
- I know what you'll say now, - she was ahead of me. - I rarely come here, so...
- And in another house, you have a permanent move, - I recalled the chaos in her main dwelling.
- See, - Mills gave me a smile. - You began to understand me.
- And what will we do?
- Let's wait out the storm here for a couple of days, and then return to our usual life.
- Wait, a couple of days?! I need to get home to cook for Kilian...
- Emma! Stop talking about your husband! Or have you forgotten what he was doing there today, - she raised her voice and took a step towards me.
I could not get out of the pink world I had created.
- Now you get undressed and go to the shower, and I'll find you a change of clothes.
- But...
- Listen. You accepted my offer, now you have to do what I say! - and yet the army lost such a valuable commander.
I imagined Madame Mills in military uniform with a general's shoulder straps, and myself in the role of a private, carrying out her orders.
- Yes sir!
The bathroom turned out to be without a bath at all. There was a shower cabin in it, not just a small one, but a large one, created by the hands of a tiled master of affairs. I put the dirty clothes in the basket on the washing machine, took a deep breath and exhaled. I went into the shower and looked at my reflection in the mirror, which was installed instead of one wall. Quite a controversial decision, I thought. Usually daffodils suffered from such things, but Regina did not pull such a person at all. Rather, she is an evil genius. We were absolutely from different worlds, but for some reason she was drawn to me, and I to her, like two poles of a magnet.
I turned on the shower and plunged into the freezing rain, hoping to suppress all the feelings that were exciting inside me. I wanted to forget what I had to see today. I wanted to return to that wonderful world where I had a loving husband, a house, a car and ... Love. My heart ached quietly, and in my head images of a satisfied Kilian appeared ...
- How's the water? - Mills entered the bathroom unceremoniously.
- Good. Eh? Regina?! - I was embarrassed and turned away from her in the direction of the mirror.
- Do you mind if I join? - she said contentedly.
- Yes, that is, no! No! - burst out of me.
- So, you mean yes, - she chuckled.
- It is not right! Go away! Leave me alone!
- I cannot. Now I have to look after you, - Mills began to undress.
- Why look after me? I can do it myself! - I tried not to look at her.
- Emma, let me take care of you, because now you know the truth about your husband.
- Never! I am not like this! - before I could finish, Madame Mills entered the shower stall.
She grabbed me from the back with her arms and hugged me.
- Emma, nobody will find you here.
- Let me go...
- I can't, - she whispered in my ear. - I want you.
- But I'm not…
- Emma, at least don't kid yourself, - her palms were on my chest.
- Regina, don't do it. Please... – I resisted as best I could. So even from behind the mirror I could contemplate my vicious body and the devouring gaze of one brunette.
I was too tired to resist these powerful movements. And it was pointless to wait for my knight on a white horse. Now he was peacefully lying on a bed, surrounded by unknown ladies... Regina began to leave hot kisses on my neck, from which pleasant waves spread in different directions. They caused a resonance of reciprocal feelings in my soul. It's been a long time since I've experienced anything like this. Are they real or is this just another deception?
- Do you like it? - Mills asked me.
- No ... – I lied.
- And now? - one of her hands began to go down, and the other continued to caress my breasts.
- No ... - I resisted.
- Good, - the seductress grinned.
Then she backed away from me for a moment to change position one of Regina's hand was on my neck and made me lean against the mirror and bend over slightly, while the other began stroking my thighs from the inside.
- No ... Just not there! - but to Regina it sounded like a signal.
- Relax! You will see it will become much easier for you, - the fingers of my seductress began to feel my crotch.
- Don't do that! - I squeezed her hand with my hips, but the brunette insistently began to penetrate me.
- Looks like someone's already wet, - came a sneer from her.
- It's because of the shower!
- Don't lie to me! You wish with all your heart to be fucked well!
- Not!
- Now you will know my love, - she put her fingers into me.
First, one finger got through, then the second... the third. With progressive movements, they expanded the walls of the cave, paved their way to a very sensitive point. And the further Mills pushed her fingers, the harder she pressed on me from above, so that I leaned even lower. I could no longer waste energy on words. I tried to cope with the exciting feelings that rushed over me. I tried to think of something good, but the thoughts were confused in my head. Lust intended to capture me, to throw me into an abyss full of passionate, terrible and at the same time pleasant sensations.
And no, my voluptuous torture did not end soon. Regina knew when to stop. It turned out that all this is just an interlude to something bigger, to something terrible and unimaginable for me. Hearing my first groan, she threw her arms over my shoulders and pulled me back out of the shower. Once we got out, we set off, hot and humid, in an unknown direction. Mills pushed me forward along the corridor. On the way, I slipped and began to fall to the floor, but my temptress caught me in time.
- How clumsy you are, - she sighed.
- Regina, stop… Please… - I begged her.
- Do not be afraid. You can thank me later.
We ended up in the bedroom. And it was not hard to guess what would happen to me next. But Mills turned out to be much more inventive. She pushed me onto the double bed, which she had already made earlier. She took the handcuffs from the nightstand and tied my hands behind my back.
- How rough! – I moaned plaintively.
- You're under arrest! - she chuckled.
I lay on my side, feeling a soft sheet and a soft mattress under me. And then she saw how Mills began to put on a strange thong:
- Regina, please. I really don't want that!
- Stop whining like a little pussy. Be a woman at last! - she turned to face me and showed a black strapon.
- Have mercy! I beg you! - I tried to run away from her, but Regin's tenacious hands grabbed my shoulders.
- Emma, calm down. Everything will be fine. And I swear to you that I will put in a word to the judge about you when you divorce your hubby.
- Are you crazy?! I don't do it…
- Not. This is my expression of love for you. And now you need to work hard, - she forced me to take a dildo into my mouth. - Lick it better, so it will be much more elastic.
- I… ha… te… you... – I tried to express to her everything that I think about her sick fantasies.
My hands, cuffed behind my back, could not help me at all. Sorry. My captive pressed me with her face to the soft bed and sat down behind. And ... It was cruel ... Like hot movies. She began to enter and exit me. Go in and out. I tried to scream, call for help, but then vulgar groans came from my mouth.
- See, you like it. And if you didn't like it, it wouldn't work, - Mills managed to comment on what was happening.
- Stop… it... please… - words burst out of me in scraps.
And yet I am a vicious maiden. I really liked this animal, rough, knife-edge, sex. And my ass was enjoying the imperious blows of Regina's hand. Soon I began to choke with waves of passion - I barely had time to spit out the accumulated saliva.
- I'm coming! - burst out of me.
Regina even stronger, even deeper began to enter me with her strapon, thereby preventing me from resting.
Finally, a cry of happiness was heard, bringing relief and peace to my soul. The body continued to shudder and experience numerous convulsions, and the vagina, pouring out love juice, tried to expel the elastic dildo from itself.
- Satisfied?! Liked it?! Want more?! - Madame Mills was breathing heavily, as she had to make enough efforts to bring me to ecstasy.
- No ... - whispered to her in spite.
- Oh, it looks like you still have some strength left. So, we continue our sacrament!
- No...
And everything repeated itself. And again ... And again ...
- Emma, I didn't think you were insatiable, - Mills exclaimed.
- I'm ve… ry tired… Plea… se… stop, - I felt that my strength was running out.
- If you want me to stop, then ask, - did she really take pity on me. – Just say: "Oh, my mistress, have mercy on me. Stop this voluptuous torture".
But I didn't have the strength to listen to it to the end. My eyes closed themselves, and I fell into a dreamless black world.