You carry Ms. Gellar into the room you had set aside for the two actresses and laid her out on an old army cot, her bruised rump presented to the ceiling. You step out of the room and quickly return with a large jar in your hand. You smile softly at Melissa as she watches you meekly from the second cot. Pulling up a rickety wooden chair, you sit down next to Sarah. You unscrew the lid of the jar and dip your fingers in. Scooping out a clear gel from the jar, you dump the jelly on the beaten buttocks. After removing a large amount of the gel, you begin to rub into Sarah’s asscheeks.
She let out a small pain-filled moan at your initial touch, but you continue to massage the gel into the firm bottom, occasionally slipping your hands down to brush up against her labia. Shortly, her moans of pain filled with want and lust and Sarah began to grind her buttocks into your hands.
Grinning, you reach over for the towel hanging from the door and wipe your hands clean. After screwing the jar closed, you set it on a small table between the cots.
“In the morning,” you say to Melissa. “You will give another application of the gel to Sarah’s ass.” You point to the small fridge in the corner of the room. “You have water and lemonade to drink in there. Make sure that both of you drink some before you fall asleep. It’s been a long hot day.”
You turn back to Sarah and pick up a bed sheet from underneath her cot. You slowly lay it atop the former actress, taking in your time. Reaching in your pocket, you pull out a thin two-inch dildo. As you gently set the navy blue sheet over Sarah’s healing rump, you give half the dildo a quick quarter-turn and feeling it begin to vibrate, you slip it between the false blonde’s lips, knowing Melissa was unable to see what you did.
Finished with covering up the semi-comatose vixen, you say, “I’m going to turn off the lights in an hour. You can read one of the books on the shelves or you can talk to each other. Melissa, help Sarah drink some water before lights go out. I’ll see you in the morning.”
With that, you step out of the small room and lock the door behind you. Heading off to your bedroom, you realize that eventually that Sarah’s naturally brown hair would show. Perhaps, you think, you could grab a redhead to add to the set. Yeah, that would be nice. Your own set of Angels. |