"Oh, please, let me go, I haven't done anything! Please let me go!" Lisette Joyaux pleaded as the two Lesbians seized her by the wrists and forced her back into the summerhouse.
"Yes, we shall let you go," Madeleine retorted, "but, in the meantime, we wish a few answers from you, ma petite!"
"But I tell you, and it's the truth, I wasn't spying on you," Lisette protested, tears glistening in her fear- widened eyes. "I didn't know anyone lived here anymore, and I just wanted to see the garden! And there you all were..." She stopped, her face turning scarlet.
"Yes, there we all were," Madeleine rejoined with a mocking smile as she glanced at her three friends. "And so you saw something quite different from what you expected, I'll bet. You little snoop! I've a good mind to tell your parents what a wicked girl you are, to intrude upon private property and to watch what you shouldn't be watching!"
"Oh, please let me go," Lisette pleaded, struggling in the grip of her tormentors. "I promise I shan't say anything, I truly promise! Besides, my parents are dead and I've only my old aunt who lives nearby. I meant no harm, truly I didn't!"
Madeleine glanced at Janine. "And what do you think, ma belle Janine?" she demanded.
"Perhaps the child is telling the truth," Janine interposed. "She seems so charming, with those big blue eyes, such an innocent."
"Don't let yourself be fooled by her looks," Madeleine reprimanded. "Mata Hari was a beautiful dancer and a stunning woman, but she wound up before a firing squad. No, I say this little one must be given a good lesson so she won't go around tattling! Our glorious solitude is all of a sudden threatened by the presence of this naughty scamp. I say we give her a good sound smacking on her pretty bottom and send her back where she belongs with a warning."
"Oh, no!" Lisette gasped, turning an adorable crimson as she struggled to free her wrists. "But I've done nothing, I swear to you I haven't! And I shan't tell anyone.
"Of course, because you've nothing to tell, isn't that right?" Janine rose and approached the trembling, tearful girl. In her black satin chemise, the stunning divorcée was exceptionally voluptuous, and naive though Lisette was, she could not help but notice the magnificent figure which the chemise highlighted, nor the brilliant, humid dark brown eyes and the sensual ripe mouth and the creamy skin so liberally displayed. Janine Ericourt extended her right hand and cupped Lisette's trembling chin, staring deeply into the girl's eyes.
"All you need know," she persisted, "was that one of us was being punished for being naughty. Yes, ma petite, just as you are going to be punished now."
"But I don't deserve a smacking! I've never been smacked. Oh, please, please let me go!" Lisette wailed, suddenly strangely troubled by the compelling nearness of the four beautiful Lesbians who held her in their midst and devoured her with glistening eyes. A cloying scent emanated from their bodies along with the fragrances from naked flesh and the moisture of secret lubrications.
"Why, this is incredible," Madeleine Surmain declared, "a virgin bottom! In any case, we shan't let you go, little one, until we've had a look at it and given it a good warming to teach you not to be so inquisitive about matters that don't concern you. Here, let me take her across my lap and the rest of you hold her while I prepare that lovely innocent behind for its initiation!"
So saying, Madeleine seated herself on one of the wicker benches and made a sign to her friends to draw the tearful and pleading captive towards her for the ignominious position such chastisement inevitably requires. Lisette resisted, but her captors were too strong for her. In a moment she was sprawled across the lap of the beautiful brunette, her wrists held by Suzanne and Paulette who knelt down on the floor to hold her wrists more tightly and to catch a better view the spectacle that so enthralled them.
Janine thereupon prepared Lisette's delicious virginal young bottom for its first harsh chastisement!
Madeleine bent towards the weeping girl, took hold of her muslin frock and lofted it past Lisette's waist. A chorused gasp of admiration came from the four Lesbians as they viewed for the first time that voluptuous young ass molded so enticingly by the dainty white silk and lace-trimmed petticoat. This, too, was rucked up and tucked into place along with the skirt to prevent the garments from descending and thus hiding the condemned young behind.
Meanwhile, poor Lisette, shamed and frightened, dragged at her captive wrists and, through tear-blinded eyes, stared at her captors and begged them for mercy, all the while pressing her body tightly down over Madeleine's lap. She clutched her thighs together tightly, striving to prevent the supreme indignity.
But it was not to be. Now the Lesbians viewed the roundly sculpted behind encased in a tight-fitting pair of pink silk panties, which clung to the curved hemispheres like a second skin. And the pale flesh of Lisette's blossoming young thighs and smooth calves (she wore no stockings, only short socks and sandals) aroused the perverse natures of the four domineering women to a fever pitch.
"What a magnificent bottom!" Madeleine gasped, her eyes fixed upon the contracting hemispheres, veiled now by only the scanty wisp of silk panties. "Hurry, Janine! I want to see that bottom bared for my eager eyes and my eager hand! I'm going to make those lily white cheeks a flaming red! You little imp, you'll see!"
Immediately, Janine inserted her slender fingers under the waistband of Lisette's panties - that final veil of chastity - at which the golden-haired young girl uttered a wild, despairing cry and twisted herself to the left, desperately hoping effort to prevent this final outrage. But Paulette and Suzanne pinched her wrists and gripped them more tightly, while Madeleine curved her left arm round the victim's waist to pinion her to her fate. And even Lisette's frantic kicks could not prevent Janine from easing down the panties to reveal her luscious and hitherto untouched posterior, till at last the silken garment halted at mid-thigh and formed a restraining fetter upon Lisette's struggling bare legs.
A breathless silence ensued as all four Sapphists stared greedily at the flinching, pale, white globes of Lisette's naked bottom. The cheeks were firmly rounded and set closely together, but in the middle, the ambient furrow began to broaden, allowing a glimpse of the shadowy mysteries of the rectal passageway, which led towards the delicate pink-lipped slit of Lisette's virginity.
Destroyed by shame, Lisette abandoned herself, bowing her head and sobbing wildly while she huddled and contracted her naked behind in a pathetic and ludicrous effort to diminish its vulnerable areas. Madeleine slowly passed her right palm over those naked globes, exclaiming with delight at the satiny warmth, the pulsating, quivering mobility, the elasticity of the naked flesh and the marvellous symmetry of those netherglobes. This strange caressing, the prelude to punishment, quite paralyzed Lisette, and her cries and tears grew louder.
"Stop that silly noise, my girl!" Madeleine hissed, applying a wicked pinch along the furrow of Lisette's exposed bottom-cheeks. "I will give you something to cry about, never fear, little one! But don't deafen our ears with complaints until you've really something to complain about, yes?" And with this she applied another pinch, which drew a squeal of pain and shame from the unfortunate captive, who kicked her legs uselessly, trying to fling herself off Madeleine's lap.
"But it is the most adorable bottom I have ever seen," Janine lauded as she laid her palms over the palpitating globes and slowly caressed them.
Lisette believed she would die of shame and hid her scarlet face by bowing it down onto the wicker bench, while at the same time, laying her pretty legs flat on the other side. She clenched her legs together with all her strength, well aware of what she must look like to these unfriendly and profaning eyes. But even this instinctive defense provided the four Lesbians with visual delight. The interplay of those vigorous young muscles made the cheeks contract, twitch, and shiver as with doleful anticipation of the castigation about to be inflicted upon them; the Lesbians watched Lisette's skin tighten and the muscles of the thigh calves ripple and flex, just as the smooth surface of a brook is flurried by a sudden gust of summer wind.
"She is truly enchanting!" Madeleine proclaimed, her own right hand now joining Janine's as both freely wandered over the satiny white globes.
Lisette closed her eyes tightly, ostrich-like, as if pretending that this was not taking place. But she could not help shivering and trembling as she lay thus exposed, for indeed, those two hands, lingeringly caressing her bare bottom, were stimulating Lisette's first stirrings of sensuality.
Suzanne and Paulette, still kneeling beside the bench and holding the captive's wrist, felt naturally envious of the liberties their two friends were taking, but consoled themselves with the thought that after the spanking was over, they would be able to palpate the charming teenager to their heart's content.
"Very well now, my little one," Madeleine spoke in a voice husky with desire, "I am going to spank your bottom for you. When I think you have had enough, I shall ask you some more questions, and if your answers are not satisfactory, perhaps we will find a rod or even a martinet for your big white moon! Janine, beloved, sit on the other side of the bench and hold her ankles, for I fear she's going to kick a great deal when she first feels the weight of my hand!"
With this, Madeleine raised her right hand, and, tightening the grip of her left arm around the young girl's naked waist, applied a noisy Smack! on the plumpest curve of the right bottom-cheek. Lisette's gasp was echoed by the other three young women who fixed their eyes upon that quivering white posterior and observed how Lisette started under the stinging slap and how at once the pale skin of her behind was splotched with a vivid pink outline of Madeleine's palm.
"What sensitive skin! What marvellously elastic flesh!" Janine observed, her eyes shining as she stared at the condemned posterior while with both hands she gripped the slim ankles of the young sufferer. "And to think it's the first time she has ever been smacked. You must make it good, dear Madeleine, so she will long remember it!"
This menacing threat enervated Lisette still more. Jerking at her wrists, trying to arch herself off Madeleine's lap, she turned her tear-stained face back towards her spanker and in a faint, trembling voice, supplicated: "Oh, I beg of you! I didn't do anything wrong. I didn't mean to look! I promise I shan't tell anyone, but, oh, don't sp-sp-spank me. I am so ashamed!"
"That is a proper attitude in which to receive your first correction, then, ma petite," Madeleine gently responded. "Attention now to the spanking! You shall not escape your just deserts!" And with this, her hand rose and fell briskly, this time applying a sonorous and stinging slap to the other ripe globe. Another bright, flaming-pink patch appeared upon Lisette's smooth satiny skin.
"Snow and roses commingled," Suzanne poetically remarked. She now seated herself on the edges of the bench beside Madeleine and gripped the girl's left wrist with her own slim hands. Leaning towards Lisette, she whispered, "Courage, little one! With so beautiful and big a bottom as yours, you mustn't expect to go through life without having it properly smacked for you every now and then. And mark my words, it will not be so unpleasant as you think!"
Paulette, however, continued to kneel on the floor, holding Lisette's right wrist. Her flushed face was but inches away from the young culprit's. Her eyes sparkling, her lips parted and moist, she watched the progression of the punishment with eagerness, her own recent chastisement nearly forgotten in the joyous anticipation of this unusual spectacle: A novice and virgin being initiated into the tender games of this intimate Sapphic group.
Now, having established a pattern for the spanking, Madeleine resumed it; at regular intervals, her hand rose and fell, first visiting the right cheek, then the left. And then she began with the tops of the girl's naked round hips and continued downwards toward the base, just where the thighs joined that voluptuous young posterior. Each noisy slap was accompanied by the victim's squeals and sobs and groans, and by her convulsive squirmings and lungings, till, by the time the punishment reached the thirtieth slap, it required all the energy of Paulette, Suzanne, and Janine to hold Lisette's struggling limbs and to keep her well positioned over Madeleine's ardent lap.
The executioner herself felt greatly moved by the infliction of this voluptuous correction, for such it was. It was not done in anger, for instance, or in spite, and often after Madeleine's hand descended crisply upon the trembling curve of that reddening and squirming bottom, it would linger a tender moment, caressing the flesh it had just chastised.
Poor Lisette, tears staining her cheeks, implored mercy now at almost every smack. Her hips began to lurch and jerk from side to side so that involuntarily she displayed the adorable vistas of both her virginal pussy and her anus. The Lesbians observed this exposure with excited eyes. The convulsive surgings of Lisette's lithe naked thighs made Madeleine increase the vigour of the slaps so as to produce an even more animated response.
By now the lovely white bottom was a fiery red and the frenzied contractions of the chastised netherglobe redoubled.
At last Madeleine paused, out of breath. With her left arm, she pulled the weeping culprit's body back towards herself, and demanded in a voice shuddering with passion: "Now perhaps you are ready to tell us the truth, you little wretch? Did you come to spy on us? The truth now, or I will have Janine bring me a rod of birch switches from the greenhouse, and then you will see how much more your bottom can smart!"
Turning her face back towards her beautiful executioner, her eyes blinded with tears, her voice choking with sobs, Lisette stammered, "Oh, please, Madame - have mercy on me! I swear it's the truth: I didn't come to spy, honestly I didn't! Oh, please stop now. My poor bottom is so sore; it hurts me so!"
The four Lesbians found Lisette's ingenuous avowal absolutely ravishing, and they glanced at one another with shining eyes, their bosoms swelling with delicious desire. Each could read in the eyes of the others the longing to initiate their charming victim into the solacing mysteries of Lesbianism. But it must be done carefully, lest Lisette become scandalized and inform her aunt and thereby disrupt the conjugal felicity the women had achieved here in this isolated little town, this secluded isle of Lesbos far from the bustling city of Paris.
"She may be telling the truth," Suzanne observed, "but it will do no harm to give her just a little more. Her bottom is tender but very plump. It can stand a few more good hard smacks!"
"Oh, no, Madame, I implore you! Oh, I couldn't bear any more, truly I couldn't!" Lisette feverishly sobbed as she tried again to jerk her wrists free and to raise herself from off Madeleine's lap.
"Have courage, little one," Suzanne breathed, bending down so her face was very close to the girl's. "I am afraid Madeleine is displeased with you and is going to spank you a little more before she has finished, but I will help distract you, pretty child. Come now, kiss me, and do not think of your bottom or how it hurts. I, for one, will be your champion."
With this, retaining hold of Lisette's right wrist with her left hand, she plunged the fingers of her right hand into the girl's golden hair and, gently twisting the long curls, forced Lisette to lift her tear-stained face. Then, with a shudder of desire, Suzanne merged her ardent red mouth with Lisette's, just as Madeleine, with a grimace of jealousy, lifted her right hand again and brought it down vigorously over the base of Lisette's right buttock. Thus Lisette's cry of pain was drowned in Suzanne's greedy mouth. The girl's rosy lips trembled piteously against Suzanne's own as the Lesbian tasted Lisette's sweet virginal nectar in a long and sucking kiss. Meanwhile, she continued to twist her fingers in the girl's hair to prevent Lisette from breaking off that salacious embrace.
Indeed, Lisette desperately tried to break off such lewd contact. She had, in girlish dreams, wondered what it would be like to be kissed by a handsome Prince Charming. But to be forced into such intimate contact with a woman was a shock to the poor girl. T
he woman's soft, clinging lips molded over the young girl's. Suzanne opened her mouth slightly and grasping Lisette's bottom lip between her own two lips, she again meshed her mouth to that of the startled girl.
Lisette did not respond at all to the strange kiss, in fact, the only movement of her own lips came when Madeleine's hand descended upon her smarting bottom-cheeks again. A second slap, then a third and fourth, fell quickly. Under each, Lisette's naked burning hips jerked violently, and once again the dainty pink lips of that soft young pussy poutingly gaped forth from a frame of soft, silky, golden curls. In addition, the flaming bottom-cheeks convulsively yawned and clenched to expose, too, the site of the crinkly fissure of Lisette's virginal anus.
Janine, who had the best view of the girl's writhing loins and haunches, felt her nipples harden with desire as she observed Lisette's young pussy peaking out from between her twitching legs.
At last Suzanne ended the kiss and leaned back, prompting Paulette to cry out, "Now it's my turn!" Kneeling, the copper-haired Lesbian, holding Lisette's right wrist with her left hand, cupped the girl's trembling chin in her right palm, and crushed her own hot mouth to that of the young sufferer.
Madeleine again resumed the spanking, though by now not a single patch of untouched white skin was to be found on Lisette's two plump and shuddering globes. This time Madeleine spanked quickly, in a haphazard pattern. Her swift hand actually stung even more than before. The rapidity of her blows made it useless for Lisette to struggle and strain in any attempts to steel herself against the regular cadence of the punishment.
All four Lesbians were enchanted with the effect of the merciless spanking, for poor Lisette now thrust her pelvis back and forth over Madeleine's lap as if seeking some lascivious solace from the burning heat that pervaded her tortured bottom.
Paulette meanwhile prolonged the kiss, feeling Lisette's cries muffled into her own throat, tasting those sweet lips-salty from warm tears-tremble and move against her own, until in a fit of passion, she deftly darted her pink tongue in and out of the girl's mouth, so for the first time Lisette felt the exquisite titillation of a soul kiss. Nothing could have shocked the poor, innocent girl more. An electric shock seemed to go through her frame at the first contact of Paulette's tongue on her own.
The ardent woman's tongue twirled around Lisette's, licking her teeth and around her lips before the girl could even attempt to move her head back and out of reach.
Madeleine now increased the tempo of the spanking, her hand rising and falling so swiftly one could scarcely see it. Her palm fell here and there upon Lisette's swollen posterior, augmenting the intolerable heat that attacked the victim's red behind. Finally, out of breath and her own hand stinging. Madeleine ceased the chastisement and pressed her inflamed palm over both cheeks, bridging the intimate crease between them as she revelled in the spasmodic play of those resilient, satiny-smooth globes.
With the abrupt halt of her chastisement, Lisette now abandoned herself to the other feelings that overtook her abused body. Panting, sobbing, groaning, her body wracked by uncontrollable tremors, Lisette felt herself responding to Paulette's aggressive French kissing. Her mouth opened under the concerted assault of those practised lips. Her own tongue quested into the other woman's mouth, trying to feel for herself what the attraction was in such exploration. So caught up in these new-found feelings, Lisette scarcely realizing when Janine first started stroking her naked calves and thighs with quivering hands, or when Suzanne, herself greatly enervated and her face flushed, began stroking the girl's side and the curve of one throbbing young breast.
All of the sudden, Paulette released Lisette's now-responsive mouth and smiled, stroking the confused girl's face. For a few moments Lisette stared back, until, with horror, she realized that the hands of the other three women were making themselves familiar with her untried body. The stroking of her bottom seemed not to upset the girl. In fact, she found the caresses strangely comforting on her burning flesh. But the hand that was smoothing the skin along her ribcage - just where the flesh swelled into breast - startled the girl. But Lisette barely had time to wonder about that queer feeling when she realized that two more hands were playing with her legs; one between her calf and ankle, and one high between her thighs. Almost as soon as she noticed the roaming hand, it tickled her thigh and she shuddered with unknown feelings.
"There now," Madeleine said huskily, "perhaps you have learned your lesson. Are you ever going to come here again without being invited? Answer me, you wicked creature!" And with this, she applied a sudden hard spank against the base of the sufferer's right bottom-cheek.
Lisette frantically twisted her face back with a strident cry: "Aiii! Ooohh, oh, no, Madame! I'll never come here again, I swear I won't! Oh, do let me go now! My bottom is on fire; it hurts dreadfully! I didn't mean any harm, truly I didn't! Oh, dear Madame, let me go home now!"
"If I do," Madeleine responded, "you must swear not to tell your aunt or anyone else that you have seen us out here sunning ourselves - for that is all we were doing. Do you understand me?"
To punctuate that question, she again delivered a stinging slap to the base of the other bottomglobe, and poor Lisette wriggled like an eel as she wailed, "Oh yes, I understand! I shan't say a word to anyone, I swear I shan't! Oh, please let me go! I can't stand any more. Truly I can't!"
"Very well then," Madeleine relented. "But before you go, you must give us all the kiss of peace, to show that you bear no rancour towards any of us. Do you agree?"
"Oh yes, I will, I will! Oh, let me up now, I'm so ashamed and I hurt so!" Lisette sobbed, obviously unaware of what she had just promised.
"That's a good girl. Now, what's your name, little one?" Madeleine purred as her right palm caressed the flaming globes.
"L-Lisette J-Joyaux," the half-naked girl faintly stammered, her cheeks turning scarlet as she felt herself thus palpated.
Yet despite the burning of her bottom, the feeling of that caressing hand was strangely soothing. It was, though she did not know it, more than that, for it aroused her nascent emotions, which the kisses of Paulette and Suzanne had already evoked from the very depths of her young psyche. Janine, meanwhile, again gently stroked Lisette's calves and thighs, and those tickling movements summoned new muscular spasms to those bare white legs. Now a strange lassitude pervaded the sobbing young girl, who had abandoned herself over Madeleine's lap and who - head bowed, eyes closed - lay shivering.
"Turn her over, my dear friends," Madeleine murmured, "so I may soothe her."
Suzanne, Paulette, and Janine grasped Lisette's wrists and ankles, lifted her, and then turned her so that she lay over Madeleine's lap, naked from the waist down except for the rumpled panties clinging around her knees.
The golden fleece of Lisette's virgin pussy was shamelessly exposed in the bright sunlight. Lisette uttered a faint cry of distress and clenched her thighs firmly together as if to hide this most intimate part of herself. But Madeleine's hands cupped her tender, round breasts. Her hands kneed and squeezed the previously untouched flesh.
Abruptly, just as Lisette began to feel some response to this strange caress, Madeleine released her breasts only to attack once again - this time gently scratching the aching nipple buds until the stood up, taut with lust for the very first time in the young girl's life. The woman bent towards the sobbing girl and kissed her boldly on the mouth, slipping her tongue between Lisette's trembling, panting lips.
Paulette and Suzanne continued to hold the captive's wrists so she was defenseless against their insidious maneuvers. Without warning, Janine, with a gasp of delight, applied her right forefinger to the exposed, adorable pussy.
Held down though she was, Lisette jumped as Janine playfully entwined her finger amid the silk curls of her pubis, and then stroked the coral petals of that innocent orifice. Lisette uttered a stifled cry and tried to rise, but she could not move that far. Madeleine's hands again clutched her breasts. She drove her tongue deep into Lisette's gasping mouth, forcing the girl to remain still while Janine continued to tickle her dainty pussy expertly. Now Janine's slim forefinger rotated wetly upon the little button of Lisette's clitoris, that source of all emotional ardors, and an electrifying shiver rippled through the half-naked young body. Lisette felt roused almost to the point of fainting, so intense was the sensation this tickling procured.
She tried to protest the indignity being done to her, but it was now a half-hearted attempt. She found herself curious now as to the outcome of this concerted assault upon her untutored, but tentatively responding, body. Madeleine finally ended the prolonged tongue-kiss, and Paulette and Suzanne, each in turn, crouched over her and, cupping her face with their hands, merged their mouths greedily with her own, delving in their tongues to suck up her sweet nectar. Meanwhile, Madeleine contented herself with fondling the girl's panting breasts, while Janine accelerated the tickling of Lisette's moist, stiffening clitoris. Suddenly the captive virgin shook with a violent turmoil as, wakened to the point of orgasm, she felt her young tides welling up against the dam of her control. Her loins arched in the air and her thighs spread far apart as if she now wantonly invited the questing of Janine's forefinger. And thus it was that Lisette Joyaux achieved her first climax, an intense and devastating one for which the severe spanking had prepared her.
Her belly tautened in spasmodic convulsions as she felt her hot love-cream leak out from the twitching well of her pussy. Half fainting, she writhed and squirmed and jerked, unable to control the interplay of muscles and naked flesh. But Janine wasn't satisfied, violent as this first taste of woman-induced orgasm obviously was. She continued stroking Lisette's cunt, working her finger into the now-gaping love tunnel and spreading the girl's own juices over her rigid, upstanding clitoris. Lisette moaned and tossed her head from side to side as wave upon wave of tremors shook her frame. Her legs stiffened, her back arched again, as she cried out her pleasure and collapsed, still draped over Madeleine's lap.
The four Lesbians tenderly soothed her as they lifted her to her feet. Madeleine, holding her close against her own body, cupping the girl's chin while her other hand fondled the burning buttocks, she murmured, "You may come again, little Lisette. We will permit it. But only on one condition: You must give your solemn word of honor never to tell anyone, not even your aunt. Is it understood?"
Strangely moved, unable to explain the emotions that continued to rage within her, not even able to rebuke these beautiful wantons for what they had done to her, Lisette nodded like one bemused.
Seeing her stunned acquiescence and knowing they could now get away with anything, Madeleine made the girl kneel while, lofting her chemise, she arched her own furry dark-fleeced pussy before Lisette's scarlet face and hissed, "To prove that you're going to be a good obedient girl from now on, my darling Lisette, give me the kiss of peace there!" She pointed at her hairy cunt. "Quickly now, or I will have Suzanne get a good stiff birch rod for your wicked bottom!"
Without another thought - acting, she thought, to avoid further punishment - Lisette didn't struggle when the demanding woman grasped the back of her golden head and inexorably pulled the girl's mouth to her own humid slit. Lisette caught a whiff of pungent, somewhat salty, flesh before her mouth was meshed against the hot vagina. The fingers at the back of her head pressed her closer and closer and then worked her face in circles against the moist flesh. Lisette, shocked beyond belief, but malleable still from her own recent bout with passion's frenzy, began moving her lips against those other, stranger, lips of her own accord.
"Give me your tongue," whispered Madeleine, softly, sonorously, careful not to startle the girl out of her trancelike state.
Numbly, the girl did as she was told. Her little tongue darted out of her mouth and into the flesh-folds in front of her. Both the texture and the taste of that flesh shocked the girl and her body jerked and almost pulled away.
Madeleine, ready for such a reaction, held the girl's face in place, even pressing it closer to her excited cunt.
After the initial shock, Lisette gave herself up to this new, albeit strange, task and began to explore, running her tongue around the pussy lips of the domineering woman. Her timid exploration thrilled Madeleine as she had never been thrilled before, and as soon as Lisette's wandering tongue came in contact with her cunt, she exploded in an earth-shattering orgasm, flooding Lisette's tongue with her silky creme.
Lisette barely had time to acclimate herself to the taste of Madeleine's now-drenched pussy before Janine's aching cunt took its place. Lisette no longer needed to be held, nor did she need any coaxing. She attacked her new subject with seeming relish. Delighting in the slippery texture of the skin, the fragrant scent that filled her nostrils, Lisette circled, her tongue around the half-buried clitoris, teasing and taunting the tiny sentinel out of its protective cowl. Dipping her head lower, she probed the entrance of Janine's pussy, working her tongue in as far as she could.
The thought of this newly initiated girl taking so quickly to the Sapphic pleasures brought Janine to a shuddering climax rather quickly. But the girl was not to be let off even after so inspired a performance. She was compelled to remain kneeling while Suzanne and finally Paulette came before her and lofted their chemises to offer their wet cunts for Lisette's "kiss of peace."
Finally, to prove there was consolation as well as chastisement in this delicious and secret conclave of women, Lisette was made to sit upon the wicker bench with her thighs spread and her clothes hiked up over her waist, her panties dangling on one ankle. And there, in that shameful position, Lisette was forced to wait while each Lesbian knelt before her to tenderly lick and kiss her virgin pussy.
Seemingly spurred on by such a fantastic performance by a recent recruit, the four women, in turn, did battle with Lisette's soft quivering flesh, competing amongst each other to wring the most earth-shattering response out of the poor girl.
Lisette, meanwhile, her head swirling with the varied emotions that sped through her, felt joy at the new sensations and shame at the things she had done-and the things that were being done to her. But regardless of what was going on in her mind, her body was at the mercy of these four passionate women. Soon, under the onslaught of four tongues, and four pairs of hands (for none of the women could bear to stand idly by while Lisette's cunt was being ministered to by one of them) the girl no longer had time to think. She could only surrender herself to waves of pleasure as she experienced orgasm after orgasm....
When this thrilling ritual was completed, they drew her panties back into place and lowered her outer garments, swearing her again to secrecy, lest their wrath be terrible. And then the trembling girl, swooning with erotic wakening, heard herself stammering a promise to return to this hidden garden the very next afternoon!
