These lovely pics inspire a story. I'll call it "The Cuckoo Crucifier."
Three women, a brunette in her forties with a good bod who was condemned for busted tailight, a short-haired buxom brunette in her thirties who was condemned for tossing her cigarette butt out of her car window and a twenty year-old slim blonde who was condemned for public intoxication, were all stripped and searched and bound to Saint Andrew's Crosses by a hot redhead who was called "the Cuckoo Crucifier" for a reason.
After the women had been going up-and-down-and-up-and-down-and-up-and-down on their Saint Andrews's Crosses for about fifteen minutes, the Cuckoo Crucifier said "Tell you what' I'm bored. So the first one of you who makes me laugh, either with a funny face or a joke, I'll let down."
The twenty year-old blonde, the most youthful and defiant, shouted out "Fuck you!" The Cuckoo Crucifier just laughed and said "Actually, I am not the one currently being fucked right now."
The two older brunettes were more rational. One tried to make a face. The other told a joke. Then the blonde chimed in trying to make a face and tell a joke.
The jokes were funny, so funny that even the other crucified women laughed through their agony. The Cuckoo Crucifier laughed along. Then she said "You know what the funniest thing is?"
There was no response.
"The funniest thing is that you all
actually believed me when I said I would let you down!"
"You FUCKING bitch!"
Again, it was the sassy blonde.
"Awww, come now! There's no need for that...is there?"
The Cuckoo Crucfier walked up to the blonde...and started fondling her.
"What the fuck are you doing?"
"Well...you were kind enough to amuse me...so I am going to amuse you. now..."
With that, the Cuckoo Crucifier's lips and tongue began to caress the blonde's left nipple. The blonde tried to push the Cuckoo Crucifier away with her body.
"Get away from me, you fucking dyke!"
"Okay...okay...I can take a hint...I know when I am not wanted..."
The Cuckoo Crucifier walked over to one of the brunettes and started licking and caressing her nipples, labiae and clitoris. Then, just as this brunette was about to orgasm, the Cuckoo Crucifier walked over to other brunette and serviced her likewise.
Eventually both brunettes came as the Cuckoo Crucifier was fingering them. "Hang in there for just little bit more, babes!" the Cuckoo Crucifier told them as she turned and walked to the blonde.
The blonde stared down at the Cuckoo Crucifiers protruding middle fingers, each visibly moistened by the brunettes' vaginal juice.
"Suck my fingers dry and I'll let all three of you down...."
This was the breaking point for the blonde. She could not take it any more. She began to cry.
"Awwww...don't do that now...here, here...don't resist me this time..."
The Cuckoo Crucifier kissed away the blonde's tears. Then her lips and tongue worked their magic on the blonde's nipples while her fingers worked their magic on the blonde's labiae and clitoris.
The blonde was aroused. She began to groan in pleasure, the groaning picking up in tempo as the Cuckoo Crucifier's finger picked up in tempo as it went in and out of the blonde's vagina like a piston, while her lips and tongue caressed first the blonde's belly, then her neck, then her face.
The blonde had a super-nova of an orgasm.
"There...feeling better?"
"Ye-yes..."
"Good...now seeing that this is your own pussy juice, will you be willing to lick it up?"
The blonde just looked at the Cuckoo Crucifier.
"Awww..c'mon...can you just do this one little thing for me?"
The blonde leaned forward. The Cuckoo Crucifier stuck her moistened middle finger in the blonde's mouth. The blonde sucked the finger dry.
"Good girl!"
The Cuckoo Crucifier kissed the blonde on the forehead. Then she winched down the Saint Andrew's Crosses and released all three women.
