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Tomboy: Turnabout

Chapter 4

Pain behind her eyes. Her jaw ached, and she couldn’t close her mouth. General discomfort. Kelly groaned and tried to shift positions, but couldn’t. Couldn’t relieve her overall feelings of distress. Her eyes fluttered open.

Kelly found herself sitting up in a straight back chair. An unpadded, uncomfortable chair. Her eyes focused on bare legs. A naked lap with shaven pussy. Hers? Yes, hers. Memories of black-clad men with chloroform filled her head, and that made her heart start to race.

Lifting her head, she felt a rope of drool fall off her chin and splatter across her naked boobs. She blinked down at her wet tits as she struggled against ropes binding her to the chair and chomped down on the rubber ball-gag strapped into her mouth.

Oh God, I’ve been kidnapped, she thought. Or captured?

No one in Bisbee knew she was a super heroine, so there was no reason to capture her. Lots of young women were kidnapped every year to vanish into the sexual slavery world. But why would human traffickers be outside her father’s house?

Kelly screamed in frustration and fear, struggling with all her might against the rope binding her arms and legs to the chair. All she managed to do was exhaust herself after a few minutes, and rub her skin raw where the rope bound her.

Huffing and puffing through her nose, Kelly looked around at the room. Her eyes locked on the window first thing, noting it was still dark outside. So, she might not have been unconscious too long. It didn’t feel late. Then she recognized the chest of drawers. Her breath caught, eyes huge. Kelly slowly looked around the room, taking in everything.

It was a bedroom. King-sized bed. Hardwood flooring. Door closed.

This is Jessica’s pool house bedroom!

That was the scene of some of her childhood foe’s greatest sexual victories over Kelly. The room, the very bed, where so many men and women used her. Some of the wildest, kinkiest sex acts ever were perpetrated on her body in that room, in that bed. And Jessica supervised every second of Kelly’s ultimate defilement and humiliation like a dominatrix from hell.

Heart thundering in her ears, Kelly renewed her struggles to break free. Even the thought of spending another summer as Jessica’s fuck toy sex slave left her breathless and her soul numb.

I can’t go through that again! she screamed in her head. No. No. Just no!

Her efforts caused more drool to pool in her mouth, which leaked out despite her sealing her lips hard around the ball-gag. Unfortunately, she also could not swallow with that ball pushed in behind her teeth, keeping her mouth “open” wide. Her throat muscles just didn’t work with her jaw spread open like that, so copious amounts of drool leaked out to splatter across her tits and into her lap.

Why are there so many evil people in the world?!

Kelly froze when she heard the clatter of stilettos outside the closed door. Her baby blues darted left and right, looking for a place to hide, but…

So unfair!

The door opened and Jessica Albright walked in with a big shit eating grin on her too beautiful face. The sexy brunette looked Kelly over with wicked glee. Brad followed his girlfriend inside. Jessica was dressed to the nines, as usual, in a designer white mini-dress and matching heels. Brad came in his usual rock t-shirt and jeans.

Kelly’s heart dropped into her stomach at seeing the two of them. So many shameful, embarrassing moments with them flooded her mind. Visions of being in bed with the two of them, singularly and as a threesome, filled her head. Oh, the things they forced her to do!

“Hey, Kel,” Jessica purred. She bit her lip and wagged her brows. “Miss me? Did you miss all my hot lovin’?”

Kelly shook her head adamantly. She glared at the beautiful rich girl. Jessica giggled, then reached out and pinched a sensitive, drool soaked nipple. The blonde’s breath caught, an incredibly good jolt of pleasure shot from her boob to her sex, making Kelly jump and grunt.

“You’re body is a wonderland, Kelly,” Jessica said, just a little viciously. “And I am wondering about all the sick, depraved things I can do to it over the next couple of months. This summer is going to be déjà vu all over again. Maybe nastier.”

Kelly shook her head, and even screamed at Jessica around the ball-gag. Yeah, she sounded pathetic even in her head. Jessica and Brad laughed. Then the brunette turned to the chest of drawers. Kelly’s heart skipped a beat, remembering all the nasty sex toys that Jessica kept in those drawers.

Jessica pulled something out that Kelly couldn’t see. The wicked look in the nineteen year old brunette’s eyes spoke volumes. That look did nothing for Kelly’s peace of mind, making her struggle against her bindings even harder. Jessica watched breathlessly, while Brad’s eyes filled with dark lust and his crotch became tented.

Oh, fuck me!Kelly thought. Can’t I do anything right?

Kelly pushed back into the chair when the brunette stepped up close, looming over her like some evil dominatrix. Her full red lips were glossy and so kissable. Kelly hated how her thoughts kept returning to all the lipstick kisses she “enjoyed” with Jessica the previous summer.

“So, Kelly, are you ready for another hot slavegirl summer?”

While Kelly shook her head, Jessica reached out and pinched the blonde’s right nipple, pulled it out a little, and then… Snapped a very tight nipple clamp on it.

“Uggggh!” Kelly cried into her ball-gag, bouncing up and down in the chair as pure agony knifed down into her core. Take it off! Hurts! Take it off!

Jessica deftly, effortlessly, clamped the left nipple. Kelly bounced, jostling her tits for her captors, before she shook them violently. Nothing she did dislodged those insidious nipple clamps. And then Jessica straddled Kelly’s lap, pushed her tits against the blondes, and then pushed her face in close like she wanted to kiss her.

“Why do I love abusing and fucking you so much?” Jessica purred, and then stretched her tongue out to give Kelly’s ball-gag a little lick. Sitting back, the brunette started fondling Kelly’s tits. “You have the most beautiful big tits. I am consumed with so much titty envy.”

That evil bitch fondled Kelly. She tugged on those nipple clamps to send spikes of pain spiraling into the helpless beauty. Her bold hands roamed Kelly’s shapely body, while she kissed and nuzzled the captive beauty’s neck, shoulders, and boobs. And finally, she stood and backed off.

“She’s all yours, baby boy.”

Kelly’s eyes rounded as Brad grinned at her with evil intent. He turned her chair, leaving Kelly facing him and her back to the bed and door. He pulled off his t-shirt, then shed his jeans. A lump formed in her throat, but the ball-gag kept her from swallowing it.

“Do you remember all the fun we had last summer?”

She nodded. And then stopped. Fun? It wasn’t always fun for her. Though, she had learned to enjoy herself. It was really quite impossible to NOT enjoy sex. It literally was the most amazing thing on earth. That didn’t mean she wanted to have sex with Jessica and Brad.

Kelly heard the whisper of cloth over cloth behind her. What was Jessica up to? But Brad moved close, naked, holding Kelly’s full attention. Her eyes widened as he came closer and closer, looking so horny. Her eyes locked onto his erection, pre-cum drooling out of the tip.

Brad straddled her. He plopped his big dick between her boobs, deep in her drool-drenched cleavage. Then he took hold of her tits, gave them a squeeze, and finally enveloped his cock with firm white titty meat. Brad started thrusting up between her tits, a blissful look spreading across his handsome face as he titty fucked her.

Kelly looked up and down, back and forth between his thrusting cock and his serene face. While the act itself gave her no physical pleasure, her insides melted into a fluttery mess. Soon, her pussy began to throb with achy need, but he continued thrusting up at her face through her tits.

As his ardor grew, Brad thrust faster and faster. He started panting, and then staring at her face. Kelly watched as he got closer to peaking, hating it, but wanting him to finish. Then he reached out and started unbuckling the ball-gag straps. He quickly pulled the ball-gag out of her mouth, followed by a flood of drool.

Kelly groaned with relief, working the kinks out of her jaw as she swallowed over and over. It felt so amazing to swallow again. And then Brad palmed the back of her head, pulling it down so that his dick tapped her lips. She rolled her eyes, knowing what he wanted, and slowly extended her tongue.

“Kiss it.”

Brad thrust up through her tits, pressing his cock to her lips, and held it. Kelly pursed her lips and kissed his helmet shaped glans. He grinned and returned to thrusting. But a moment later, making distressed little sounds, Brad released her tits and grabbed her head with both hands.

He thrust deep into her mouth.

Kelly adjusted, sucking on his cock. But it didn’t last long. Three thrust into her hot, wet mouth was all he could handle. Brad flooded her mouth with hot, viscous cum.

“Show me.”

Heat arched across her face, cheeks burning. Kelly tilted her head back, opened her mouth, and extended her tongue so he could see his seed in her mouth. Brad looked so pleased. He nodded, and she swallowed.

“Good girl, Kelly. You remember all of your training from last year.”

“I’m glad you are so fucking happy,” she muttered.

“Ooooh, does my kitten have claws?” Jessica purred behind Kelly. “Let’s declaw her now, baby boy. Turn her around.”

Brad turned the bound blonde around, the chair making loud scraping noises on the hardwood flooring. Kelly found Jessica still fully dressed, but sprawled out sexily across the bed near the pillows. Between the two women, spread out on the bed, was Kelly’s Tomboy costume.

“Oh!”

“Surprise!” Jessica cried joyfully. Then her big blue eyes narrowed. “I saw news footage of Dallas super heroine Tomboy one night last winter. She looked so familiar, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. After a little google dive, I discovered Tomboy appeared out of the blue in Dallas shortly after your arrival. Odd, that. And at the same time, Bisbee’s own super heroine, Blonde Justice, vanished. I immediately suspected you were Blonde Justice here in Bisbee, and then Tomboy in Dallas. But how to prove it?”

“She called me,” Brad said. “I took a look at the video, and agreed with her. Tomboy swung a bat, and threw baseballs at bad guys just like Lil Miss Kelly Kingsley in a softball game. We had you at that point.”

“But again, how to prove it,” Jessica said. “And then I thought, Kelly is poor. She’ll have to come home for summer break. Perfect.”

“You’re both monsters!”

“I know,” Jessica said. “It’s kind of thrilling to be a villain. I love my life!”

Jessica slipped off the bed. She picked up Kelly’s FEM Belt, gave the blonde a wicked look, and fastened it around her own tiny waist.

“Oh my! That’s a thrill,” she cried, eyes big and round. “Wow. I’m super heroine strong now. This is awesome.” Then she caught and held Kelly’s eyes. “Guess who is about to put on this costume, a blonde wig, and replace you as Tomboy?”

“No! You can’t do that.”

“I assure you, I can,” Jessica said. “And while I dazzle and amaze as Tomboy, you will do the same as the world’s newest porn star.”

Kelly’s jaw dropped. Her heart raced, and her mind collapsed into chaos.

“This is going to be the best hot girl summer ever!” Jessica cried.