The Stables Ch. 05

Chapter Five

Emilia was woken up abruptly by the sound of the door to her little room clanging loudly and she stared blearily up at Rebecca who smiled sardonically back and placed a bowl on the floor. The contents were steaming gently and Emilia watched the vapour rising for a few moments until the tall girl grabbed her by her hair and pulled her off the mattress and onto the floor.

"You get down and eat your food out of the bowl, girl, until you have become a prefect like me. Come on, eat up or I will take it away again and give it to one of the others!" Rebecca snapped, pointing through the bars.

Emilia turned slightly and saw both Molly and Lydia looking back at her with hungry eyes, mouths ringed with traces of food as they sat on their haunches, hands behind their backs, breasts crowned with erect pink nipples that she suddenly wanted to suck. A sharp slap on her cheek brought her mind back to the food in front of her and she reluctantly bent down and started to eat, finding it difficult to pick up the pieces of meat from the stainless steel bowl without using any cutlery. She tried to use her fingers but Rebecca grabbed her hands and held them behind her back then forced Emilia's face right down into the dish until the gravy smeared all over her lips and chin.

"You are my little dog to be trained, Emilia, and dogs do not use their paws! You have one minute more before I remove the dish!"

Emilia, suddenly feeling hungry, tried to eat as much as possible in the time left but there was still nearly half of the steak and kidney pie left along with some of the mashed potato when Rebecca bent down and took the metal dish away. The prefect took it outside into the narrow corridor then taunted the other two girls, asking them both what they would do in order to get picked.

"So Molly has offered to let me put her over my knee and spank her until her bottom glows. What about you, Lydia?"

Lydia blushed furiously then whispered that she would lick Rebecca anywhere that she required. Emilia gasped at the words and imagined her own tongue running over the slim girl's bare flesh whilst her eyes flickered to the door to her cell and found that it had been left ajar. She inched towards it, heart beating furiously as she wondered if she would be able to escape. Where would she go though if she managed to get past Rebecca? She knew nothing about the outside apart from the building that Miss Tara had taken her into. She shuffled another couple of inches as Rebecca opened Lydia's cell door and slipped the bowl inside. Should she risk it? Emilia vacillated hopelessly, worried by the thought of getting outside and then being lost and naked too! If only she knew her way about but she had no idea where the nearest village was and her aunt's country house was many miles away. Even if she did get back to it safely, she suddenly realised, her aunt might send her straight back. After all, she had brought Emilia in the first place!

Suddenly, the chance was gone as Rebecca stepped back along the corridor and stood there looking down at Emilia's kneeling figure.

"Not brave enough to have a go at escaping from here then?" the girl sneered and Emilia realised that the open door had been a test. "You might wish you had when I come back later to tuck you into your little bed!"

The door clanged ominously shut and Rebecca, after collecting the bowl from Lydia and turning off the oil lamp, left and Emilia stared at Molly in the next cell in the dim light that seeped through the skylight in the roof. The girl stared back then smiled slightly and moved closer to the bars, edging nearer and nearer until her face was touching the cold metal.

"You'll get used to it soon enough though it will be rough for the first week or so. It's nice to have someone new actually!"

"You would think that, Molly, as that makes her the lowest of the low rather than you!" remarked Lydia, scooting as close as she could to her cell bars and then waving at Emilia. "I gather you are Emilia? Miss Tara said something to Rebecca the other day about having a new trainee."

"Trainee for what? My aunt told me I was coming here to ride horses!" hissed Emilia, trying to fight back the tears that threatened to spill out of her soft green eyes. Lydia laughed and Molly grinned widely while Emilia just looked at them angrily, wondering what they found so amusing.

"Are you really that naïve? You are here to be ridden by whomever Miss Tara wants. She runs the Stables as a way of finding recalcitrant girls husbands, Emilia!" Lydia stated.

"What?"

"Did you see me up on the horse today?" Lydia inquired.

"Well yes," murmured Emilia, blushing at the memory.

"That's going to be a man soon, my future husband probably, plunging his cock into my pussy!"

"Or maybe a lady riding you instead, Lydia!" added Molly, chuckling as Emilia's eyes widened even further.

"Maybe after I have snared a rich husband, Molly. I must admit I am jealous of Rebecca now that she is betrothed to Sir Matthew who is as rich as Croesus!

"But also in his fifties and overweight, Lydia. I want a young one who can keep up with me!" sniggered Molly.

"You will get what Miss Tara and your guardians want, Molly. Now be quiet and let's go to sleep before Rebecca comes back, finds us talking and punishes us!"

Emilia crawled back to her mattress like the other two and then lay there, staring up at the ceiling as she waited for sleep to claim her. Soon, faint snuffles and deep breathing told her that Molly and Lydia were asleep but she could not follow them as her mind whirled with what she had been told. Was it true or were the two girls making it up to tease her? They had been convincing though and it would explain everything that had occurred so far that day. Tears leaked from Emilia's jade-green eyes and trickled down her cheek and onto the rough covering of the mattress as she wondered what would happen the next day and finally she slipped into a light sleep.

A hand stroking her breast woke Emilia abruptly and she tried to sit up only to find that she was pinned down by Rebecca kneeling over her.

"It's no use struggling, girl, or I will tell Miss Tara that you misbehaved and she will take her crop and stripe your pretty bottom while everyone watches. Be quiet and obedient and I might tell her what a good girl you are instead."

The hand resumed strolling Emilia's softness, caressing her nipple while she lay there helplessly, trying to decide if she should resist or not. Submission won out as pleasure burgeoned in her body at the subtle touch of fingers on her erect bud. Rebecca sensed her acquiescence and smiled in the darkness before slithering down onto the mattress alongside Emilia and kissing her fully on the lips. She twirled her tongue along Emilia's lips and then in between as they parted while her hand stroked and teased over the new girl's skin, slithering lower and lower until her fingers crept into the curly tendrils of copper-coloured hair at the juncture of her thighs. Emilia shuddered and kept her legs closed but Rebecca just laughed quietly then sat up and stripped off her clothing, swiftly removing the skirt and crisp blouse until she was as naked as her victim.

"Use your hands on me, girl, and open those legs or Miss Tara will know all about your very bad behaviour. Imagine her crop whipping your soft arse cheeks until you scream out loud while I smile in satisfaction that you are being punished," Rebecca whispered into Emilia's ear.

Emilia resisted but only for a few moments. The thought of being humiliated in public was anathema and she shuddered then parted her thighs, trying not to cry out as she felt Rebecca's fingers creep insidiously closer to her soft slit. Excitement mixed with fear as Rebecca's soft lips enclosed hers once more and then she was relaxing as pleasure overwhelmed her senses. Teasing strokes across Emilia's pussy lips made her gasp out into Rebecca's mouth and then she was lost in a rising tide of desire as fingers slid into her body and stretched her tight slit before they slithered in and out. Ripples of lust shivered through Emilia's body and she started to respond, moving her hands down the smoothness of Rebecca's back and then onto her buttocks. She stroked those as the prefect moved half on top of her, kissing her passionately and rubbing her breasts against Emilia's. Hard nipples met and teased each other whilst fingers moved more frenetically in Emilia's softness and she shuddered with longing. She started to moan; little gasps swallowed eagerly by the other girl's lips. Desire raced through her suddenly and exploded in her brain and Emilia wriggled in the throes of her climax, soaking the thrusting fingers with her juices until they withdrew and dabbled gently in her wetness as her body continued to convulse gently.

"Now it is your turn to give me some pleasure, girl," whispered Rebecca, trapping Emilia underneath her slim body as she slithered upwards, parting her thighs as she knelt above the new girl.

"What do you...?"

Emilia's hissed squeak was cut off as soft succulence pressed down on her lips and she found herself unable to resist slithering the tip of her tongue along the puffy labia. The taste was exquisite and she moaned in pleasure, concentrating on teasing open the slippery folds as heat and scent overwhelmed her senses. Rebecca pushed down harder, sinking her hips further onto the girl beneath as she felt the delightful sensation of her tongue flickering along and into her pussy. Seconds slid slowly by and Emilia revelled in licking and sucking on the slippery folds of flesh above her. She could feel the slight tremors and shivers running through Rebecca's thighs as they closed tightly around her head, trapping her in a world of both increasing heat and wetness. Emilia's own body seemed to respond with excitement and her flesh tingled with pleasure as the girl on top of her ground her sopping slit down onto her mouth as she came, head thrown back and neck arched as ripples of rapture rushed through her senses and into her soul.

"Excellent," whispered Rebecca eventually once she had recovered slightly from the intensity of her orgasm. She slid off Emilia and cuddled up to her for a few moments, hugging her tightly and kissing her gently before she stood up on shaky legs and added, "Now I must go and sleep in my own room just in case Miss Tara makes a surprise inspection. If she caught us together when she had not given permission then we would both be very sorry indeed! Sleep well!"

Rebecca carefully slid out of the room and shut the door behind her, clicking the lock into place before she headed down the corridor to her own little cell. Emilia, smiling slightly to herself as she tasted the girl on her lips, slid gently off into a deep sleep and knew nothing more until morning came.