Taking Carol

Chapter XIX

CHAPTER XIX Midsummer

The sun beat down incessantly, seeming to focus much of it's heat on the slut's
cunt, barely concealed behind the little thong bottoms that Miss Karen required
her to wear for each daily sunning session. They lasted ninety minutes and
involved six different positions. The slut was required to hold each for fifteen
minutes. Her current position, spread-eagled on her back, was always a
challenge. It felt as though her pussy were basting in it's own juices, and her
exposed nipples were casting long shadows over the upper part of her breasts.

She had been tanning like this every day that weather permitted for the past
four weeks. Her tan was very dark and rich, and it contrasted nicely with her
platinum blonde hair. Miss Karen was very particular when it came to her tan
lines, and insisted that she be exceptionally careful to ensure they were
distinct. Slut always looked forward to laying out. While she couldn't sl**p,
it did provide an opportunity for her to rest, adjust her thoughts, and daydream
a bit.

The weeks since school ended seemed to have flown by. She was kept busy every
minute of every day, performing all of the home, lawn, and pool maintenance, as
well as the cleaning, laundry, and cooking responsibilities for both of Miss
Karen's homes. She had been trained to serve as Miss Karen's personal assistant
as well. This involved bathing, helping Miss Karen dress and undress, applying
her makeup and brushing her hair, and any other assignment Miss Karen might
require. Aside from her own rigorous exercise program and the time she had to
devote to maintaining her appearance, she was also responsible for the care and
cleanliness of her s****r.

She continued to carry feelings of guilt over the fate of her s****r. On that
fateful evening when Miss Karen helped her decide how to rid herself of her
loved ones, she had said she didn't care what happened to Megan. As she now
knew, she had been unknowingly licking her s****r's pussy as part of her
training. Megan had already been captured by Miss Karen and was, at that time,
being held against her will.

Slut felt lucky that she hadn't suffered the same fate as Megan, or candi, as
she was now called. Miss Karen was using candi much differently than she was
using slut, and candi's life was a miserable one. Slut felt wholly responsible
for it. Granted, candi had already been taken by the time slut said she didn't
care what happened to her, but nothing would have happened to her if slut hadn't
allowed her to come visit in the first place. She also wouldn't have been taken
if slut hadn't been such a whore in her old life, allowing Miss Karen to
blackmail her.

She remembered how she was licking and sucking enthusiastically at the tasty
cunt that Miss Karen used to train her when her blindfold was suddenly removed
and she could see that it was actually Megan. She hadn't recognized her at
first because the angle of view obscured Megan's tattoos, and she didn't look
like herself with her head shaved and all the piercings. Megan looked down at
slut in a sort of detached way that was very disturbing. What was most
distressing was what Miss Karen had said; "Who's a cuntlicker now, slut?" It
meant Megan had told Miss Karen of all the abuse slut had f***ed upon her
adopted little s****r as they were growing up. She would have known about the
hours that slut sat on Megan's face, forcing her to pleasure her in exchange
staying silent about Megan's sexuality. She would have known how slut tied her
up and whipped her, and about all the cruel things she had said about her in her
presence. She would know that slut really had been a bad person in her old
life.

She recalled almost gagging at the realization that the tables had, in a way,
been turned and that she had been licking her former victim's cunt. She was
repulsed by the thought, and tried vainly to turn away from her task. Miss
Karen f***ed her to continue her training and even made it worse by requiring
her to make Megan cum. This was done by fastening alligator clips to slut's
nipples until she decided to start licking again. Slut resisted for only a few
seconds longer, finding the pain more unbearable than the trauma of licking her
own s****r's bald, pierced cunt.