Twisted Vacation

Twisted Vacation: Chapter 5

Um…yeah…I don’t own the characters mentioned in this piece of fiction. They are all property of the wonderful Tecmo company.

Recap (don’t look if you haven’t read the previous chapters): Lei-Fang spends time in Hitomi’s room with her, she wakes up, they do things…lalala. Hey, what happened to that dildo, anyways?

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Chapter Warning: Extreme kinkiness, bondage, and FEMALE HOMOSEXUALITY!!!!!

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I woke up the next morning with that huge, flesh colored object only inches from my face. My body jerked back and I hit my head on the headboard behind me.

“What the hell is this???” Hitomi demanded of me, clearly not in the best of moods. My quick tongue fired back at her angry question.

“Sheesh, you’re awfully awake for someone who almost DIED of alcohol poisoning!” The anger faded from her face and blended into surprise. She dropped the cock on my exposed breasts, where it bounced off and fell onto the springy mattress.

“Lei-Fang……..why are we naked?”

She didn’t fucking remember???

“Oh my gosh…get dressed and I’ll tell you.” A huge feeling of embarrassment and modesty came over me, and I tore the blankets from her to cover myself. She jumped off the bed and ran into the bathroom. She came out dressed in a crème colored robe with light pink sakura flowers sewed into it.

Hitomi stood in front of me, arms crossed, foot tapping on the ground. “So?”

“So….” This was going to be hard. I told her everything that I did yesterday. She nodded and said “that’s probably why I can’t remember much.” Then, I mentioned what I had omitted from my previous story. Her arms fell to her sides when she heard me tell her about Ayane and Tina.

“But that doesn’t explain the dildo. How would you feel if you woke up with a fake cock touching your leg while sleeping nude with your best friend?” I really didn’t have a reply for that, so I picked it up and held it up between her and I instead.

“This.” I had the head held between my thumb and index andgledgled it around a bit. “This was a present from someone. You saw it and shoved it in your mouth. And then…” I told her about what we had done. I was feeling a bit guilty (which was slowly becoming a normal thing), but realized that just getting everything out would be best. Her jaw dropped.

“You mean I….I…with you…WE HAD SEX?!?!” I flinched at her tone.

“It’s the truth. Honestly, you don’t remember these?” I slid the blanket down and allowed her to see my breasts. All she did was stare at them, like she couldn’t believe I would do something like that. I wrapped the blanket around my waist, tucked in the end, got up, and walked over to her. “Maybe if you take a closer look...” She continued staring.

“What are you doing??”

“Shh…” We were eye to eye now, and I put my lips on her own to give her a big, long, full tongue kiss. She gave in easily, and I took her hands in mine to place them on my tits. She backed off and gasped.

“Lei-Fang, I remember!” I smirked in spite of her near fright, and a hand covered her mouth while she whispered an "Oh my God..." Hitomi was speechless. She could only stand and look at me like I was some kind of monster for making her do something that wouldn't have normally happened.

"Hitomi...I.......I....." My mouth moved, but the words didn't out out. The look she gave me was enough to break my heart over and over each time it popped back into my head.

Poor, innocent Hitomi. Allowing me, AND alcohol, to take advantage of her in such an indecent way. It's funny how things don't seem like what they are when they happen, but what they truly are shines through when you think about them later on. It didn't feel indecent...it didn't feel like me taking advantage of her. It felt more like ME giving in to HER. Hitomi was the one who had tried to seduce me, drunken or not. How could I resist those eyes of hers? Or the cute face that tore away at your insides if you didn't find a way to make her happy? I truly did feel bad. Hitomi was more than just a piece of ass to be drooled over. She was a true, honest friend that had been there for me time and time again. And yet, a few drinks had led to all this nonsense. I wanted to tell her how I felt, but her look silenced me.

"...Get out. Please, just leave."

Leave.

I let the blanket drop to the floor, dressed into my swimsuit from yesterday, and proceeded to walk out the door. Her childishce sce stopped me before I reached it, however.

"Take this. I don't want to see it." She tossed the dildo to me, and it landed safely in my hands. Before I walked out the door, I lookedher her face (which now betrayed her newly found sadness) and said the least that I could.

"I love you. I've loved you as a friend for the longest time. I still love you, and always will love you. Even if you don't see through this. " And with that, I shut the door behind me.

Into the hall I went, walking down to my room with a rubber cock in my hands and wearing almost nothing. What would someone say if they saw me out on the streets like that? I laughed to myself...things seemed funny to me when I was in need of a bit of comic relief. It helped to remain optimistic. Before I realized it, someone was standing by my door and I was greeted by a familiar face. I needed to stop zoning out and start paying more attention.

"Lei-Fang," came from the mouth of my favorite (and only) white-haired friend. "What's up?

"Christie" I said and smiled. We gave each other a hug, and this time I didn't blush when our breasts were pushed up against each other. "Can we talk?" She nodded and we went into my hotel room.

"I see you recieved my gift last night" she said as she closed the door behind herself. "Did it help you relax?" A sigh escaped my lips and I looked blankly at the wall.

"Well...that's what I wanted to talk about. I apprte tte the thought, but I think it might have caused me to lose a friend...." I pulled up two chairs from the table in the room and we both sat down, facing each other.

"What??? What do you mean?" She seemed awfully concerned today, but I let it pass. It would be best to spill the beans, so I laid it out plain and simple.

"Last night, Hitomi saw me open the box. When she saw the dildo, she picked it up and played with it. I swatted it away, but she went to pick it up anartearted to seduce me with it. I know it shouldn't have affected me, but it did. I have to admit to you......I like girls." There, that was easy. Now I just had to forget about my burning cheeks that were sure to attract Christie's attention. Strangely enough, she nodded and said nothing, so I continued. "She woke up sober this morning and asked what the hell was going on...I told her everything. She asked me to leave, and so here I am." Her face didn't change, but she nodded again. "I think Hitomi feels that I took advantage of her." Christie took the dildo from me and eyed it suspiciously.

"Do you want to know why I really sent this to you?" That was enough to make me perk up. But she seemed not to care about my little Hitomi story.

"You mean you didn't do it just to help me feel better?" She shook her head and closed her eyes.

"When you went to find the bartender yesterday, I followed you. When you asked him what happened, I was stilhindhind you. I was near you up until I saw you spy on Tina and Ayane. I saw you pleasuring yourself, and decided it best to leave you alone. I didn't bother covering up the footprints because that would have gotten rid of yours, too." Then, I remembered: the other pair of footprints leading out of the jungle that I had noticed the night before....those were Christie's. She knew I was a lesbian the whole time, and she still didn't say anything. I suddenly felt betrayed, and took on a hostile tone.

"You SPIED on me?? How could you? I thought you were my friend!"

"You don't understand, Lei-Fang" she said casually with a flick of her wrist. "I'm an assassin by nature. Spying and stealth are things I do to everyone I meet. How can you honestly trust someone if you don't know how they are when they aren't around you? I really did think this toy could help you stop worrying yesterday. This is a vacation, you're supposed to have fun...and from the sound of things in Hitomi's bedroom, you did. Besides...now I know that we have another thing in common."

By now, I was just confused. I didn't feel like arguing because there were already too many things running through my head.

"Wait...you like girls too?" I asked.

Christie didn't answer, but instead stood up and asked "Do you want to learn how to be a real lesbian?" She left the dildo on the table.

It was then my turn to keep silent for a moment. As with most other things happening lately, this was very hard to believe. From the sound of things, Christie had had some previous experience and was offering to let me on what she knew. I could tell, though, that she was using it as a cover-up. She was a dyke, just like me. That explained why she didn't mind the Tina and Ayane story. She wanted to fuck me...this had been her plan since the beginning. Everything all came together, now - the way she touched me to wake me up, the sensual massage, hanging out with me so m tak taking care of Hitomi (whom I still cared about, by the way)...and finally, the dildo. I opened my mouth after a while.

"Did you only pretend to care about Hitomi, just so you could fuck me?" My hands were in my lap, thumbs twiddling nervously and hoping that I hadn't wasted all this time with a fraud.

"Are you kidding?" she asked with her hands held on her hips. "Of course I cared. Tell me, do you think your friend deserved to sit there in her condition?" I avoided her gaze and looked to the floor instead...it scared me how she could keep so calm in that situation. I let out a long sigh, and said after a few moments:

"What have I got to lose? Sure, show me."

"I won't go easy on you. If at any time you really want me to stop, just say it." She smirked and turned her back to me. Her body was nicely darkened by the sun, and her muscles were toned from all of the stealth work she did. She bent over and looked at me between her long, shiny legs while her hands crawled up the limbs to her sides. She hooked her fingers under the deep red bikini bottom that covered her privates and gave it a slow, hard pull. The thong crept up her tight ass even more than normal, and she moaned when most of it had completely disappeared.

"Mmm...that's good." She said. I was wetting again, and didn't resist to letting my hand do its business down there. Christie walked to the bed and removed a pillowcase, with which she twisted together and used to tie my hands together behind my back after she'd forced them around to the other side.

"Now, then. I want you to remove this from my ass. And make it feel good, too. If you take too long, something bad's gonna happen." She turned her back to me again and pushed her dark, rotund ass into my face. I licked from the bottom of her cheek to the inside of her crack and fished out the skinny red thong with my tongue. I then pulled down from the top with my teeth, but her legs were closed so tight that it didn't budge from between her thighs.

"Not quick enough." She pulled me up by the back of my bikini bottom and delivered a firm smack to my ass.

"Ow! What the hell??" She just glared at me.

"Shut it, unless you'd like to be gagged." I nodded carefully. "Fifteen more, for the fifteen seconds I gave you." Her hand paddled away at my butt again and again, counting each time and making a firm slapping noise each time it made contact with the soft flesh. I screamed in pain at each smack. "You're a bad slave, aren't you?"

I kept my mouth shut.

"Answer me, you filth."

I shook my head and said "I'm tired of this game...just leave, Chris--" I didn't finish saying her name because the back of her hand had knocked my face to the side.

"I'm not going anywhere until I'm satisfied. And for the time being, you will address me as 'Mistress'. Is that understood?"

I laughed at her. I laughed at me being tied up. I laughed at the whole situation, but I was pretty helpless at the moment. She forced me onto the ground and removed her bottom, already wet, and wiped it on my face before throwing it away from us.

"Uncooperation will be dealt with by punishment." Instead of seeing her icy blue eyes, her hairless, swollen cunt had been put up to my face. Drops of her sweet nectar fell to my face, where my tongue eagerly darted to catch each one. She pushed her juicy pussy down onto my face and wrapped her thick thighs around my head. I was surrounded by her body, and it felt so good. She pushed back and forth, her vagina sliding harshly against my mouth and nose. My tongue pushed up to greet the enlarged, pink lips of her genitals and my lips sucked on any piece of flesh they could find.

"Ohhhhh......" she moaned, and worked her lower body more. With her hands behind her back, she removed my green thong and pushed a finger deep inside of my love opening. Her other hand went for the dildo laying on the ground and pushed it into my vagina slowly while I moaned into hers. I was so lost in pleasure that I hardly noticed my lack of breath. I began to squirm, trying to force Christie off of me so that I could get some air. She held still.

"Oh? Does somebody need to come up?" I did my best to "Wh "What do you say?"

'Please, mistress!' was what I meant for it to be, but it just sounded like muffled noise. My chest was beginning to hurt, my lungs felt like they would burst. I didn't know if she planned to kill me by smothering or what.

"What? What was that???" Christie eased the grip on my head enough to where I could move my neck backwards a little bit. My mouth could move, but just enough to formulate words.

"Please, mistress!!!" I screamed. She moved reluctantly, and I took in deep breaths of air, one after the other. Relief came quickly, but hope was lost when the succulent pussy returned to my face. The smell and taste were exhilarating, but I knew I couldn't live without oxygen.

"That's all you get, you selfish little bitch." She removed the dildo from my opening just long enough to give that area a nice swat before re-inserting it. My legs curled up at the pain, but I couldn't scream. One of her hands pushed the rubber dick in and out of me while the other held the back of my head and forced it between her legs. "Lick, suck, datevatever you must in order to get your partner to orgasm." I pushed my tongue into her vagina and found a small bud that I was all too familiar with...well, on my own body, at least. I flicked my tongue back and forth quickly over her clitoris to make her shiver in ecstasy. Her juices oozed into my mouth, onto my chin, and all over my face.

"OHHHH!" She screamed. "Don't you dare stop!"

'Almost there,' I thought. I repeated the pattern, sucking and licking and pushing, until a final rush of liquid squirted onto my face and into my mouth. The grip on my head was relaxed, and I was free to breathe again.

"Did you enjoy that?" Christie asked, my neck between her muscular thighs.

"Yes, mistress." I answered, licking what little I could of her remaining orgasm on my face.

"Good," she said, running her hands through her hair and stretching, "because we're not done yet." She smirked, stood me up by the hair, aorceorced a hard, crushing kiss between the both of us. Another slap to my ass had me standing up straight, ready to take more of her abuse. A smile from me let her know that I wanted more punishment for being the perverse bitch that I was. "My, my, you're becoming quite the freak." I nodded quickly and stared down at her luscious tits, my tongue involuntarily licking my lips. She noticed this, and moved closer to push them up next to my own. "Do you want these?" was the question she posed, her short white hair falling over an eye and the other opened just enough to be seductive. I nodded again, but recieved a slap to the face. The stinging sensation hurt at first, but I gradually grew to enjoy it. "Speak, filth." I did so right away.

"Yes, mistress. Please, allow me access to them." She chuckled, causing them to bounce.

"As you wish. But you'll first have to be punished for being such a dirty little whore." She spanked my ass again and squeezed the meaty flesh between her fingers, grr-ing at me. She pulled my top up and over my head, and pulled it down to where the pillowcase was. I was then forced to bend over the clean glass table, my large breasts squished up against it. I winced at how cold it was and felt my nipples begin to harden. "How many spankings do you deserve, slave?"

"Um....ten, mistress."

"You lie...I'm doubling it." The first five slaps came easily, but the force grew with each one after that. Each one after ten had caused me to scream out uncontrollably, and the leak of cunt juice onto my smooth buttocks didn't help to decrease the blow at all. In fact, it had the opposite effect. By the time she was up to fifteen, I could have sworn that my bottom was as red as her swimsuit on the ground.

"17! 18! 19! 20!" The stinging, burning sensation lingered on after she stopped, but the pain had turned me on. With a new vaginal discharge, it was easy for her to slip a finger or two inside of me whenever she wanted. "Now, what is it you wanted?" I chose my words carefully before speaking.

"Your breasts, mistress. Please, let me touch them." Wrong answer; I recieved another slap, but this time it was on my twat instead of my ass. I screamed even louder at her hand coming against the slick, pink skin of my vagina so fast.

"My, are we greedy? Well, I guess I'll have to teach you what happens when you get this way with me." She pushed a finger onto my anus, but didn't penetrate.

"No....please, not there." I hadn't actually said stop, part of me was sick enough to want to do this.

"Silence." Another slap on the pussy was enough to do that. "Just relax, it's not as bad as you might think."

Two of Christie's fingers wiped up a decent amount of my own body produced lubricant and put it around the entrance to my rectum. Her slender index went in slowly, causing me to grit my teeth in pain. I had never had anything inside my ass before, but it was slightly intriguing. Then followed the slickened middle finger, stretching my virgin asshole open. She pushed in and out, and against the walls, causing me to have strange feelings that I'd never experienced before.

"I think we're ready for something bigger" she declared, and removed her two fingers from my ass to grab the dildo. It went into my pussy for lubrication first, and then the head was touched to my anus. Slowly she pushed, stretching and making room for the rubber shaft to follow. I screamed when the end of the head had gone in and proceeded to probe deeper inside of me. The agony lasted all the way until the false testicles were pushed to my hole, and then the motion was reversed. Christie pulled it out slowly, not wanting to hurt me too much. The ring of muscle around the dildo was so tight that I was sure it would rupture and bleed, but it somehow remained safe.

"This is what you deserve, you naughty bitch." She delivered another smack to my pussy, causing me to scream even louder.

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The events of last night vaguely ran through my head for what had to be the millionth time. Those images and feelings and smells and tastes and sounds....I had even called her Lei-lei...What got to me the most was the fact that I had ENJOYED doing what I did, but totally bitched her out for it 15 minutes ago. Was that justified? Just because I had a little too much to drink, did that make it her fault?....

No.

She cared too much. She even looked like she was resisting at first. It was really my fault, and I felt horrible for it. I shouldn't have drunken so much in the first place. Over a stupid volleyball match? Come on...if she didn't want to be friends, she would have left me in the hot tub to drown.

I felt like such a bitch...Lei-Fang was too good of a person to recieve that kind of an emotional beating, and I owed her an apology.

I walked down the hall to her room, thinking of what to say and how to word it. If she told me to fuck off, it would have been less that what I really deserved. Deep inside, I really did wish that we could re-live last night. I couldn't remember feeling so close to someone...

I stopped. 'That was definitely a scream', I told myself, 'and it's coming from her room!' I rushed in through the door, unable to believe what I was seeing. All motion came to a halt as two pairs of eyes looked at me, almost as shocked as I was. I blinked...three times, actually, but the image wouldn't go away. The two of them stared at me, standing in the doorway like an idiot. I couldn't think of anything to say...All I focused on was Lei-Fang, bent over the table with a dildo...the same dildo from last night...and instead of me being the person to use it on her, it was Christie. My eyes filled with tears, tears that rolled down my cheeks and dropped from my hanging jaw to the ground below.

"I.....I................sorry to disturb you."

I ran out the door sobbing. Things were just becoming too weird, and I didn't know how to feel about what I had just seen. Was it jealousy? Had I cried because I wanted so badly to keep Lei-Fang as my own, and to see her in such an act with someone else was too much to bear? I was convinced at that moment that whatever the two of us had done last night carried no meaning for her, and that all hope of sharing those feelings of euphoria again were lost....

Sorry so short, I've been busy lately and haven't had much time to write.