The limousine turned at last into a driveway, and parked in the stone garage near the garden. From this side of the garden, a high brick wall blocked all views of the house and grounds. Beyond the wall sat a little summerhouse, much like the one in Normandy, a memento of the days when the Lesbians initiated the innocent golden-haired teenager into the games of woman-love. But now these games were more serious and more complex and they craved this new recruit-their beloved Lisette-to return to them fresh and untainted after two years of deprivation so that her presence would render their desires more imaginative and their pleasures more refined.
Lucette, her visored cap still cocked atop her auburn head, in boots and gloves and a uniform that lent credence to the male role she played, led the way to the lavish salon. "Oh, how is she?" Lisette stammered. "Is it serious? I meant to get in touch with her, but I've been busy lately-I've just been married, you know!"
Lucette maintained a stony expression and commented, "This way, Madame Duverneuil." She opened a hallway door, flicked on a light, and motioned for Lisette to follow her down a narrow, thickly carpeted stairway.
"But isn't she in her bedroom?" the girl naively inquired.
"This is where she prefers to seek repose, Madame," came Lucette's cool answer. With a sigh, Lisette followed the chauffeur down the stairs to a door that the boyish Lucette swiftly opened.
Then, before Lisette realized what was happening, Lucette placed her gloved hands upon the young woman's shoulders and forced her forward, and closed and locked the door. Lisette Duverneuil uttered a cry of consternation. She now stood in a huge chamber furnished with several chaise lounges and couches with rows of whips, rods, and paddles adorning the walls. And there sat Janine, wearing only a flimsy chemise, so transparent it revealed the dark points of her nipples and the black triangle of pussyfur. She toyed with the handle of a martinet. Standing beside her, hands on her hips, was Suzanne, clad only in bra, panties, and high-heeled pumps, which made her tower like an Amazon. Madeleine relaxed in a love seat. She wore a rose-colored satin slip and black leather pumps. Paulette, in a child's pinafore-tunic and wearing anklet hose and sandals, her loins and thighs immodestly nude, was perched upon Madeleine's lap. Madeleine plunged her hand into the red thatch of Paulette's pussycurls. She cupped her other hand over Paulette's shuddering breast as their mouths fused together wetly.
Thus Lisette-armed with her newly acquired knowledge of harmonious conjugal sex-observed afresh the shameful games in which she herself had taken part only two years ago back in Normandy.
There was a long and trembling silence. Finally Lisette quavered, "Dear J-Janine, I was told that you were very ill-"
Janine Ericourt responded with a mocking laugh, "I was indeed, mignonne, for lack of you, don't you see? Oh, it's been so long! And how wicked that you've been in Paris all this time without once trying to get in touch with us! You shall pay dearly for that, Lisette, I promise you that. Now come kiss me sweetly and then pay your respects to your other dear friends as well. Then finally you shall meet a dear newcomer to our ranks. M'amselle Lucette, take off your cap and let Lisette look at you once more!" As Lucette obeyed and showed her closely cropped auburn hair, Lisette recoiled, her hand over her mouth, aware that she had been tricked.
"But I'm married now," she protested.
This charmingly irrelevant reply brought forth a chorus of laughter from all five beauties.
"So was I, mignonne," Janine reminded her, "but I have forgotten that, just as Madeleine has forgotten that she was once widowed. For us, men do not exist. And you-whom I believed to be so sincere in your love for us-you have become a shameless and fickle hussy!"
"That's not so!" Lisette stoutly said in her own defense, her cheeks aflame. "I am the wife of Jacques Duverneuil, and I love him dearly. I was a young girl then. I didn't know what I was doing. But I now know it's possible to love a man who can be as tender as any woman. She spoke with an intuitive flash of love and veneration of the dear husband who, thanks to his tender solicitude, made her wedding night a joyous time of rapture rather than the brutal rape that her Lesbian friends warned her about.
At this point, Janine sprang from the chaise lounge, her eyes narrowed as she exclaimed, "Faugh! How can you compare the obscene and nasty things a man does in bed with the tender and mysterious love that we alone know how to give you and to teach you? You are in need of a lesson, Lisette, and you are going to get it.
Lucette, strap this little wretch to the triangle so that she may have her welcome from each of us in turn!"
The slim chauffeur approached Lisette from the side and swiftly slipped a noose over both wrists, then dragged her forwards towards an isosceles triangle set in the center of the chamber. At the peak of the triangle was a heavy metal ring through which Lucette now deftly drew both ends of the cord tightly, pulling mightily so Lisette was forced, arms stretched above her head, to stand on tiptoe. The other four beauties rose and approached, moving round and round her, eyes shining with sensual and sadistic anticipation while she struggled and wept and pleaded with them to let her go.
They ignored her plaints, however. Instead, at Janine's sign, Lucette squatted and grasped one slender ankle, winding a loop of cord about it and fastening it to the metal base of the triangle. Then Suzanne lifted Lisette's skirt and slip, rolling them well up over the lusciously ripe, rounded buttocks, encased snugly in a pair of white silk panties trimmed with lace.
Lisette uttered a cry, "Oh no! You .shan't do that to me! I've had enough of that, I'm married now, I'm a woman, not a child to play with!"
But her outcry only brought a new peal of mocking laughter, as Suzanne briskly inserted her fingers under the waistband of the modest panties and dragged them down to the tops of Lisette's milky thighs. Madeleine then attached Lisette's other ankle to the leg of the triangle. And now the beautiful golden-haired captive was straddled on tiptoe at the triangle of torment, naked from the small of her back to the tops of her beige hose, with only the narrow white tabs of her dainty garter belt offering not the slightest protection to those flinching bottomglobes now revealed for all to see, to stroke, to punish. "What a glorious bottom!" Janine mused in reverie as she moved forward to run both hands over the satiny cheeks, to squeeze and slap them maliciously. Paulette approached in front of the scarlet-faced Lisette, and boldly put her hand on Lisette's bare belly while the other glided down the girl's abdomen towards the dark golden cunt curls.
"Stop it! I forbid you to! I'll tell my husband!" Lisette cried hysterically as she twisted herself from side to side, jerking at her bound wrists drawn high above her head.
"Oh, by all means, you little fool," Janine said sarcastically as she gave Lisette a wicked pinch in the shadowy groove between those rounded naked globes. Lisette squealed and plunged forward wildly, while Paulette brazenly rubbed the captive's cunt with one roving hand.
"And what do you think your husband will say, Janine countered, "when he learns how you came to us every afternoon back in Normandy, to let us play with you and spank you and touch you between your legs. What do you think your husband will say then?" "He doesn't need to know about that," Lisette panted, as she tried to clench her thighs against Paulette's thrusting fingers now invading the tender portals of her cunt and moving towards her clitoris. Madeleine stood to the left cupping one panting round breast, while Suzanne knelt and caressed Lisette's right thigh with both hands, stroking the satiny column of leg and then moving her fingers towards the gaping orifice above.
"But, my darling, we wouldn't think of letting your precious husband remain ignorant of your ways," Janine mocked. "Indeed, I myself will send a letter to Monsieur Jacques Duverneuil and tell him that his Lisette was once the most passionate of Lesbian sweethearts, swearing she would never give herself to a man. I wonder what he will think of his lovely young bride then? Most men detest Lesbians, as we detest them. He will turn from you, Lisette, as my husband did, and he will never make love to you again, I promise!"
The girl's eyes dilated with horror: "Oh, Mon Dieu, you mustn't tell him! Oh please, say you won't! I swear I didn't betray you! I didn't say a word and I never shall! But I do love him; I can't help myself. He's been so kind and tender to me!"
"Well then, mignonne," Janine countered as she gave Lisette's bottom another vicious pinch, "as I see it, there is only one solution to your problem. You must agree to come to us whenever we summon you, do you understand? If you obey, if you are a nice girl as you were before, we shan't tell your precious husband, and you can keep him, if that's what pleases you. But I think once we recall to you the delightful games we once played with you, you'll much prefer them to anything a man could provide.
Well, is it a bargain? Shall we be silent and keep our little secret, or shall I write that letter to him?"
"Oh, no! Don't! I-I'll do what you want, anything, but don't tell Jacques!" Lisette sobbed brokenly. Janine and Suzanne exchanged a look of triumph, then the brunette interposed: "Very well, we shall keep our part of the bargain. But now you must be welcomed home again and receive your punishment, wicked girl, for not visiting your dear friends sooner and for making us send for you. Blindfold her!"
It was done immediately, and then the tormentors, surrounding poor half-naked Lisette on all sides, began to pinch and slap and tickle her all over her thighs, her pussy, and between the tightening cheeks of her round bottom. But her cries and sobs and groans only exacerbated the desires of the five Lesbians, as she writhed and squirmed and twisted and jerked. But constant tickling of their fingers in the most tender orifices of all at last caused Lisette to shudder with emerging passion. Janine was first to notice and thus she called a halt to this insidious preparation. "Now it's time for the real welcome!" she declared.
With Janine in the lead, the five lined up in single file behind the blindfolded captive. Drawing back her right hand, Janine applied a fierce loud Smack! against the ripest curve of Lisette's right buttock. The startled victim lunged forward with a sobbing cry. Five more spanks followed, alternating on those plump hemispheres, and then it was Suzanne's turn. She distributed six vigorous spanks with her open palm on the dancing, jerking, and glistening bottom. Then it was Madeleine's turn, and then Paulette's, and finally Lucette approached the now scarlet posterior, squeezing and pinching it as Lisette tearfully begged to be released.
"You're more of a child than ever in spite of being two years older, and married," Janine taunted. "Give her ten good ones, Lucette, and then we shall finish off this first act of our little reunion with the martinet!"
At hearing this decree, Lisette uttered another cry, but already Lucette was spanking the girl's burning defenseless behind with the full force of her open palm. The others watched, bosoms panting, eyes shining and moist, as Lisette's half-naked body lunged and twisted. She arched her loins so wantonly that the pink corals of her pussylips gaped out, thanks to the straddle imposed by the triangle.
The spanking completed, Lucette procured the martinet with the red leather thongs tipped with insidious knots. Then each of the friends inflicted five slowly spaced strokes over the lunging and jerking hindquarters, drawing pitiful moans and tears as Lisette implored mercy and swore she would do anything to escape further punishment.
They accepted this promise and thus released her from her bonds. Now, still blindfolded, she was ordered to crawl towards the chaise longue where Janine lay, stark naked and waiting for her. She was forced to place her mouth against Janine's open pussy and to lick the ardent brunette to climax. And then she was sent on a blindman's buff till she found each of the other four women awaiting her with spread thighs as they relaxed on either on a pour, or on a loveseat, or Lisette was forced to perform the same Sapphic tribute on each woman in turn. Janine hastened the girl's search by flicking her inflamed naked bottom with the martinet from time to time. At last it was over, and Lisette, haggard and trembling, face swollen with tears, was dragged to her feet and the blindfold removed.
"There you see now," Janine murmured huskily as she cupped Lisette's breasts and kissed her hotly on the mouth, "you see how we punish little traitors who renounce the only worthwhile pleasures? But to show you that we are also loving and lenient, my darling, we are going to give you pleasure now as you have given it to us."
And then Lisette was led by Suzanne and Madeleine to a couch and held down upon it, her legs wide, while Janine bowed her head between Lisette's trembling thighs and gamahuched the golden-haired captive until she tasted the salty wetness of her climax. And then it was Paulette's turn and then Lucette's. Madeleine and Suzanne followed, until, eventually, all had paid homage to their tender country nymph in this welcoming reunion of perverse passion.
When it as all over, Janine served tea and cakes, just as she had done in the mansion. Lisette was allowed to plunge her face into a bowl of cold water and to freshen her makeup. Finally she dressed and was chauffeured back to her house by "Lucien." Madame Sancercy was surprised to notice how nervous and fidgety her young mistress was, but she attributed it to the poignant reunion of two old friends, one of whom was desperately ill. Lisette was silent at supper, and complaining of a headache, went early to bed. There she brooded over her terrible new secret: She was now enslaved to the five Lesbians. And if she did not obey them, they would inform her beloved Jacques that she was a passionate Sapphist, and he would then, as Janine menacingly assured her, desert her and divorce her.
