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The Dark Side of the Bright Side	By : FairySlayer Category: +M through R > Ruby Gloom Views: 4258 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Day Everything Changed
I woke up around noon with my pet black cat nuzzling me, like usual. It had been the same for years. She'd wipe the sides of her mouth against my forehead, getting traces of her spit on my skin and in my hair. That's no big deal compared to what I get on me every night. Her whiskers tickle my nose and I can feel the cold metal key on her frilly red collar pressed into my cheek. I pulled off my sleep mask and gave her a little hug in return.
She must have got lost from her mommy when she was really small. She used to hang around outside the mansion when I was little too. I started bringing her food. My parents caught me once and were really mad at first, but for some reason they said I could keep her and she could live inside. Before Papa died he said it was because I'd brought her my favorite foods from my plate, not just the stuff I didn't like. I still don't understand really. Anyway, Mommy named her "Doom Kitty" and my parents would always smile and call us "Doom and Gloom" as a joke.
Anyway, also like usual, I could hear Iris and Skullboy downstairs fighting over stuff. Well, it was really just Iris complaining about not having better things and Skullboy just telling her to shut up and calling her dirty names. I don't know why she complained and stuff because it always ended the same way.
One time Iris was mad 'cause we could only buy the cheap generic seltzer water instead of the fancy imported stuff, but he says it's all the same and we should be happy to get it for under a dollar a bottle. They went on about it for a really long time. Then he suddenly grabbed her by the throat and pushed her to the floor. He held her until she started crying. Not out loud but she just had a lot of tears running down her face and she was shaking and whimpering. After that Iris stayed in her room all day until it was time to go to work. I stayed away from Skullboy for the rest of that day too because he was in a bad mood, mumbling to himself in different accents, and that was always bad. Very bad.
The only time he ever seemed to agree with Iris was she said we had to use the more expensive, pure vinegar to clean our insides (mixed with water, of course!) and stuff 'cause the cheap stuff left a kind of smell that put off the customers. Of course Skullboy never admitted that she was right. Instead he punched her in the face. But when she went downstairs the next day, black eye and all, there was a case of the stuff she wanted. He told her to put them away very carefully and that if she broke a bottle he'd use the glass to cut her all up. (Actually, Iris told me that for the money he's making off of us he should buy us the real douches and stuff, but even she knew he'd never go for spending that kind of cash.)
I guess that he just really hated being wrong.
Like I said, she knew he was just gonna smack her around, but after what I saw the night before I thought maybe she actually liked him hitting her, at least a little. And maybe Skullboy liked the arguing and getting mad too and that's why he let her complain so much before punishing her. He really liked to talk and make a big deal over everything, so when she bugged him so much it could just be an excuse to get mad and yell 'n stuff.
It also made me feel kind of safe though because, even before last night, I knew that he'd do the same thing to any customer who tried to hurt me.
I can't believe it now but I giggled. I thought it must be some sort of game between them and I'd finally gotten the joke.
But I wasn't laughing for long.
Even from my bedroom I could hear Iris cry out, followed by a loud crash that I just knew was her falling over something. That part's not really a big deal because the way she runs around and plays she falls a lot anyway. She's used to it and knows how not to land without getting hurt. But I still didn't like it when he beats her, whether or not it really was a game.
"I don't pay good money for those rooms so you can play with yourself! If you're horny then get your fat little ass back down on the street and get some more customers!" Skullboy screamed at her before she oomphed and let out squeals of pain as he kept hitting her.
Doom dived under my blankets and curled up by my thighs. She was trembling hard. Or was it me?
"I was just trying to catch my breath! I didn't make myself come or anything. Besides, you said we were done for the night anyway!" she shouted back in protest before letting out a short yelp.
"What! Do you think I'm stupid?" Skullboy shouted as Iris let out another scream. "You had no way of knowing what I said." There was another crash followed by patter of thuds. I could tell that the fight was moving to the kitchen. I suddenly imagined Skullboy dragging her by her ankles, like he did the to man the night before. Iris had to be kicking and grabbing stuff and thrashing to get away.
But she never could.
"Ow! My hair!" Iris screamed at the top of her lungs. "Let go!"
Now she was in for it 'cause I knew it was going to be a bad one. I reached down and scooped Doom Kitty from under the covers. I rolled out of my bed and then crawled underneath it. We backed into the corner and I held Doom tight while those terrible sounds thundered throughout my once happy home.
"Here! Maybe this will satisfy your greedy little cunt!"
I didn't know what he was going to do to her but I started crying anyway. It sounded like some small motor was whirring away and then Iris let out a blood-curdling scream. I crossed my arms over Doom and covered my ears, but I could still hear her tearfully begging him to stop.
"How's that, bitch!" Skullboy shouted and then laughed. "Are you satisfied now or do I have to shove it all the way in?"
"No! No no no please no!" she screamed.
Whatever he did must have been pretty bad because she can usually take a lot before she begs like that. She was terrified. Skullboy once told me that it didn't matter how hard or how much he hit her, but he really just had to scare her. He said as long as she's scared she'll do what she's told and we'll all be better off. In a way I kind of agreed.
Then it was all quiet. Now, I knew, he was probably wiping away her tears and picking her up. He'd hold her next to him, holding her so she had to look at him while he talked real quiet. He was saying it was for her own good and all the other stuff he always says. Maybe he'll even promise to let her get something she wants. That's how she got those bouncy springs for her feet that always get her in trouble. Then he'll tell her that he really loves her and is just taking care of her. But I could never tell if she really believed him or not. She would never talk about it.
Sometimes I wondered too, but then again I got to keep my house and have nice stuff, and for the most part all I have to do is have a lot of sex. And I really like that part a lot. The only hard thing was trying not to make Skullboy mad at me or calming him if he was already mad about something.
I rested my head against Doom's and petted her while she licked a few of the tears from my cheek. But most of them got on her fur anyway. I was thinking that if I'd gotten up earlier to make those hot-cross buns maybe I would've been able to calm Skullboy before he beat up Iris. Then I shuddered when I thought about what usually happened after a really bad beating like that one.
I quickly ran over to my working bag and pulled out the torn up dress. At first I wanted to hide it so he wouldn't be reminded of what happened, but then if he remembered anyway I'd be in even bigger trouble. So I took the cover off of my sewing machine and laid the pieces over the table. I emptied my bag, shaking to make sure I got as many of the loose rubies as I could, and then I carefully scooped them and put them in a glass. Maybe he'd think that I was at least trying to fix it or something, even though I knew it was hopeless. At least after whatever he'd just done to Iris I was sure his anger would be a bit spent. As long as I played along at least.
Since my bag was open and empty I started putting in the stuff I'd need for that night. While I was picking out clothes and spares and stuff I heard my bedroom doors opening.
"Hey Ruby," Skullboy sighed. He was wearing just a plain black tee shirt and dark slacks. Even though he wasn't in his work clothes he still looked really cute.
I took a deep breath and let it out before turning around, trying to smile. "Hi Skullboy. Is everything all right?" Better to let him talk.
He had his hands in his pockets and was a bit hunched over, looking glum as he stood in the heart shaped doorway. He ambled in while I continued getting ready, though I was kind of pretending. I kept looking back as he just sort of went over and looked at different things, poking through my magazines or knick-knacks on my nightstand. Then he went over to the sewing table and picked up a scrap of the dress, looking it over for what seemed like a minute. My chest felt like it was gonna burst. Then he looked down at the sewing machine itself and saw my favorite rag doll, Mr. Buns, staring up at him. Skullboy smiled.
"What a shame," he said softly as he put the scrap back down. I gasped and realized I hadn't been breathing all that time. I tried to tell him I would fix it, but before I could catch my breath he was already right behind me and he put a hand on my shoulder. "Oh don't cry, Ruby. It's just a dress. At least he didn't hurt you."
Skullboy turned me around and put his arms out before nodding. I fell into him and put my arms up against his chest while he hugged me. "Just finish taking off the gems so I can sell them and get you at least another nice dress or two."
That was something at least. I figured he'd just put all the money towards his new Cadillac. But I knew he'd probably never get me a really awesome dress ever again because I'd let that one get ruined.
He kissed the top of my head and shushed me a little, even though I wasn't making a sound. Then he turned me and put an arm over my shoulder before walking me back over to my bed and making me face him again. He gave me a warm smile and said, "Let me have a look at you." He leaned back, exaggerating his movements as he looked up and down at me, but then he turned his palms up and waved them up and down a little. It took me a second to realize he wanted me to take my pajamas off, so I quickly pulled my black top up over my head and laid it on the bed before peeling off my blue footy bottoms too. It was hard not to cross my arms in front of myself. I don't know why, but even though I'm naked in front of people so much I always blushed when Skullboy saw me without any clothes on.
He put his hands on my shoulders again and then slid them up to my neck, making me tremble for a moment before they continued up to my face. He brushed some of the hair away from the sides of my face and then ran his thumbs under my eyes, which were still a bit puffy. He took the back of my head in his hands, gently sliding his bony fingers into my hair before leaning into kiss me on the lips. I kissed him back, opening my lips around the weird bony protrusions that made up his mouth and kept his teeth covered most of the time. (Most skeletons I'd seen in books didn't have anything like that, but those were just human. We had lots of types in Gloomsville so I guessed he was actually something else before.)
I ran my tongue inside his mouth, across his big teeth and then beyond. Then I felt the bony segments that made up his tongue slide right over mind and into my mouth. He started running it along my teeth, making soft clicks in my mouth as he did. Then he pressed his tongue deeper and I kissed back even harder. I made a point not to swallow so that some of my saliva would leak out and dribble onto my chin. He liked that. Skullboy pulled back and gave my chin a quick lap first and then tilted his head and sucked it all off, pretty gently considering how hard his whole face is.
His hands slowly worked their way out of my hair. It was impossible not to get a few hairs stuck in-between his joints whenever he did, but I was used to it. Then he had a few red hairs stuck in his hands, tickling me a little as he felt his way down my neck again and onto my chest. As we started kissing again he palmed my tiny mounds and started massaging them, which made my pussy twitch a little with each squeeze. It already felt flushed and was probably starting to get wet. As he continued kneading my tiny breast with left hand the other glided down my side and cupped one of my ass cheeks, giving that a good hard squeeze too and spreading it. The cool air invading my crevice gave me a little chill, and as it made my pussy lips quiver. I could feel a bit of my juice making them slip against each other as he clutched and rolled my buns against each other hard.
Skullboy took his left hand from my breast and got his index finger nice and wet from the spit dripping from my mouth. Then he pulled my bum cheek harder while the pinky and ring finger of his left hand felt their way around in between my firm half moons. His finger slid up and down until their bony tips found my tight little pucker. Then he rubbed his slippery index finger against it, pushing in a little harder each time. I let out a scared squeak as he suddenly pushed the first digit right inside me, making me tense for a few moments as he wiggled it around. Finally I was able to come down off my tippy toes and tried to breathe slowly. Skullboy continued kissing and licking the side of my face while still playing inside my rosebud. With what I can only call a "popping" sensation he quickly pushed in the next digit, but this time I managed to keep mostly still.
After taking the top of my ear in between his bony lips his tongue ran across and then inside the top edge, making me tingle all over while his finger wriggling in my bum kept making my cunt twitch. I could feel the cool wetness leaking out of me even though my lower lips were getting hotter. Skullboy reached in with his right hand and snapped his entire left index finger off from his hand. He was able to do stuff like that all the time, and his pieces could keep doing stuff even when not attached.
(Once just after Skullboy first moved in, before he put us girls to work, Iris was running through the house really fast, pretending to be an airplane or something. She turned a corner and smacked into Skullboy really hard by the stairs. He tumbled down and broke into a hundred pieces. I screamed and ran over while Iris practically jumped down the stairs herself to help. But his pieces were already crawling and writhing and pulling themselves back together again. Even the smallest pieces that weren't attached to anything else turned end over end to rejoin the rest of his body, which then picked up his head and snapped it back on like it was nothing. We thought he'd be mad, but he laughed and said something like he couldn't be destroyed so easily. It seemed like a weird thing to say.)
Anyway, when he took his hands off my butt the finger continued to twist and turn all around while pressed between my bum cakes. He opened his entire mouth around my ear and ran his tongue all around the inside, even darting its bony pieces a little way into my ear canal, causing me to become perfectly still even though the busy finger in my butt made me want to wiggle my ass so bad. Maybe it would make the sensations it was causing a little easier to bear, but maybe it would also make them even stronger. I really didn't know which way I wanted it to be.
While kissing the side of my face and neck Skullboy put his arms around my back and pushed his chest into mine. He held onto me as he pushed me back onto my bed. As soon as my bottom pressed into the mattress I yelped because it suddenly made the pulsing feeling in my butthole ten times stronger, but Skullboy didn't seem to notice or care. He laid me onto my back, which took the pressure off a bit; it also helped when I scooted over sideways to make room for him.
Skullboy stood over me as he pulled off his tee shirt, revealing his sturdy and very white ribs, then his broad and powerful shoulders. Even with one finger off he had not trouble unbuckling his belt and undoing his pants, letting them drop to the floor before he stepped out of them. Then he leaned over the bed and steadied himself with his hands on the wall. His pelvis was close to my face and I knew what he wanted. I turned onto my side and took a moment to get used to how it made the finger in my butt feel. Then I moved my face forward and gave the front edge of his pelvis a quick kiss. Then I stuck out the tip of my tongue and ran it across the edge then over it's lower edge, and finally around one of the small half-loops at the base. I then took it into my mouth and sucked on it like it was like the round edge of a candy cane (only a lot bigger). Skullboy moaned and I began stroking his inner thighs with one hand; with the other I wrapped a rounded area to help hold myself closer as I began suckling him all around.
It was cute the way his tailbone twitched and it didn't take long before the very end, his coccyx, started to get longer. I pressed the front edge of my face against the opening in his pubic bone and began to lap at his sacrum, the rounder part above his coccyx, though I usually just called it his 'sack.' I ran lazily ran my tongue across it until his bone cock was rising up and poking me under my chin.
Skullboy pulled back and then got in bed too, standing up on his knees. I got on all fours and took his coccyx in my mouth so I could start sucking him off in earnest. He rested his hand on the back of my head and started petting me with just his fingertips, trying hard not to get any more hair stuck in his joints. He was moaning with pleasure as my tonguing and sucking was making him bigger by the second. Soon his cock was sticking out about 20 cm (Yeah, Skullboy was so paranoid that he made us use metric to describe things at home and English units for anything work related.) and I was having trouble taking it all in, especially since its segments were then nearly 6 cm wide and literally rock hard, with little give at the joints. Skullboy never tried to make me go deep because he knew it could really hurt me, but I thought about how Iris had taken all those big cocks all the way in her mouth and I suddenly couldn't help but try. I grabbed onto his bony butt and did my best to hold him still while I tried hard to relax my throat. I concentrated really hard on it and pushed my mouth farther down on his twitching bone than ever before, and then I pushed my face back and forth just a little while I got used to having him so deep.
"Oh Ruby!" he sighed. The finger in my ass went all rigid for a few moments before Skullboy leaned forward and put his palms on the bottom of my back to support his weight. His fingers groped the tops of my ass cheeks while the finger half-buried in my ass began turning slowly again.
I pulled back until his dick was almost all the way out of me. I flicked the end of my tongue over the tip several times quickly and then took its length deep into my throat again. I tried to go a little deeper than before but then I started to gag and had to pull back. I was about to try again but Skullboy pulled back and raised himself up again. I looked up at him as best I could while rolling my tongue over the half that was still in my mouth.
"That's okay Ruby. You're doing great, but I can't afford for you to hurt your throat. Besides, I'm really close now."
I couldn't help but smile as I let his cock slide out of my mouth and then got back up on my knees. I giggled a bit as he took me by the shoulders and positioned me on my side. My bottom was squirming a lot by then, and Skullboy noticed. The butt-immersed finger suddenly went wild and started pulsing really fast for a few seconds. It almost felt like being electrocuted and I fell onto my side, burying my face in the bedspread while it attacked my pucker for several more seconds, but then he relented and it went back to like before.
Skullboy had already moved down to my waist, still on his knees. He grabbed my right ankle and lifted my bent leg into the air. My buns spread so wide that I could feel some of the hairs stuck in his busy finger grazing the insides of my cheeks, not really making me any more horny but kind of driving me crazy in a different way too.
Next he straddled my left leg, spreading his knees really wide as he slid forward. He gripped his cock in his right hand and ran the tip along the insides of my slit for a little while, making me gasp each time he grazed my juicy hole or bumped against my swollen clit. Finally he relented and found my opening. Very slowly he spread his ankles and twisted his lower legs as his skeleton dick pushed its way into me. Being fucked by Skullboy was unlike any other sex I'd ever had. His bone segments would make my insides spread wide and then close again in a kind of slow vibration that would drive me wild. When he was about halfway he lifted his hips and pulled back, making sure his tool dragged across my G-spot in that maddening pulsating way. My insides twitched so hard I almost thought I was going to come right then, but it was just a false alarm.
Skullboy moved forward again, this time getting himself all the way inside of me. Then he started pumping me in long, slow strokes, taking his time to get worked up again even though he must have known that I was going nearly completely wild by then. I kept pushing myself down onto him with each stroke and rolling my pelvis a bit, both to enhance the feeling of him fucking me along with the ass fingering. He stopped for a moment and just stared down at me until I looked up at his face. He had a big smile. "C'mon Ruby. You know I'm not gonna let you get off that easy." With that he leaned back while switching my raised ankle into his right hand and then leaned forward again. It was awkward to keep myself from rolling onto my stomach, but I'd been in much stranger positions before. He teased the fingers of his left hand down the inside of my ass, stopping for a moment - then slowly, painfully slowly, he withdrew his reconnected index finger out of my now twitching butthole. I couldn't tell if I was relieved or disappointed, but that only lasted for a moment because he started pumping me with his cock again, still in long strokes but a bit faster.
Even though he was trying to make me wait for it I could tell that he didn't have much longer to go himself. He was really grunting and moaning as he kept going faster. I rolled over a bit so that my face was down on the bed and I could put my forearms beside my head. Then I used my elbows to dig in a little so I could push back against Skullboy's thrusts even harder than before. In this position he was pumping my pussy deep and hitting my G-spot on every thrust. I was moaning and whimpering, wordlessly begging him to finish me off. He pushed my left leg in front of me so that my thighs were still spread but in a different direction. It only made my insides and my girl lips grip his cock even tighter as he rammed me. I clutched the bedspread and I think I may have even tried to bite it because he had me so far gone that I couldn't take it anymore.
Now panting hard, he started pumping wildly as all get-out, driving himself deep so his bony pelvis punished my squeezed and exposed cunny. Finally he slowed his thrusts and mostly kept driving into me for all he was worth, both of us rolling our hips like crazy and messing up each other's rhythm until somehow we managed to get in synch. Skullboy let out a long, guttural groan as his first spurt of seemingly boiling marrow blasted into my womb, setting me over the edge and making my insides twitch and spasm, milking him and trying to suck up every last drop of the hot juice that kept spurting into me. The room seemed to be spinning around me as waves of heat shot out from my tummy into every part of me. I was already lying almost flat on my bed but now I seemed to sink into it. It felt like I wouldn't be able to move a muscle even if I'd wanted to because I felt so perfect, so warm and happy. Best of all, there was no pain, no need, and especially no fear.
Meanwhile Skullboy had started working his cock in and out of me just a little, trying hard to get every last aftershock and put just a little more of his skele-spunk into me. After a little while he straightened out my leg out and, being careful not to pull out of me, rolled my hips enough to make me more comfortable on my stomach. He lied down on top of me, resting his arms over mine, and began to kiss and nuzzle the back of my neck. My eyes half opened and I reveled in his sweet little attentions.
"You're such a lovely little girl, Ruby. We're so lucky that we found each other," he whispered in my ear. "You're my best girl. Always have been and always will be. And just like there's no amount of force that could ever break my bones, there's nothing strong enough to ever separate us from each other."
I thought I'd have smiled because it was such a sweet thing to say, and I definitely believed him. But it sounded so absolute that it scared me.
He pushed himself up on the bed, sliding out of me and giving me one last little aftershock. "By the way," he added as he put his clothes back on. "Remind me to give you some money to go to the kitchenware store sometime this week. The hand mixer's busted."
I shuddered with fear as he left. I figured out what he'd done to Iris.
After a quick shower I put on my comfy black house dress with the thin white collar. It's old and a bit small on me, but it still keeps my panties from showing unless I really bend over or something. Most people just notice my funky striped stockings anyway. There was an envelope on the floor just inside my door. I threw it on my dresser without opening it because I already knew what it was. There's a really nervous little guy who rents the belfry, Scaredy Bat, and he always makes sure I get his rent money at least ten days before it's due. Plus he does all sorts of chores for everyone without asking for anything. Everyone else pays on time: the boys who rent the garage used to play late until Skullboy finally had a talk with them. The crow Poe, who's a really good friend, always pays for himself and his brothers a few days early, and even Skullboy always pays rent for himself, Iris and Misery right on the first of the month. All together it only covers taxes and utilities and some of the repairs, so Skullboy still basically pays for everything else. Before, I was trying to rent out more rooms 'cause I have so many, but then Skullboy said there were already enough people in the house. I didn't argue with him.
So I quickly went downstairs to the kitchen and put some food and fresh water out for Doom. As I was throwing the can in the trash I saw the broken mixer, one of the beaters still in it. I shuddered and quickly closed the lid. I put it out of my mind and started making up some quiche, and I also decided to bake some cookies while I was at it. Everyone likes my cookies a lot and I thought they might put everyone in a better mood.
It didn't take long. Iris was the first to smell my cooking and she skipped into the kitchen with a big smile. "That smells great, Ruby! How'd you know I was so hungry?"
"You're always hungry because you're always forgetting to eat," I giggled while taking the toast out and buttering it. Then I thought for a moment and quietly asked, "Are you okay?"
"Oh, that." Her smile faded for a second and then she brightened up again. "I'm good. I went and hung out with Poe for a bit, and Skullboy's not still mad at me anymore or anything," she explained before quickly changing the subject. "So what do you want to do today? We can go swimming in the lake, take a walk through the jungle, or if you want we can take a ride on Squig!"
Squig is her pet giant worm. I mean really giant. And also unlike most worms he can fly, which is really neat on its own, but Iris always has him doing loops and rolls and other tricks that make me airsick. I got the feeling she really needed to get out of the house for a while, and though she'd never say it I think she really wanted to have someone to play and explore with instead of being alone so much. Especially after being punished so bad. Sure, she gets to spend all night with lots and lots of people, but I mean she needed a friend that day.
"Well, okay," I drawled while setting the table. "But only if you promise to take it easy with the tricks, okay?"
"Sure thing!"
"Great," I beamed. "Now go get Misery and I'll call everyone else so we can eat."
As Iris skipped off for the basement I thought it was going to be a good day after all. I rang the dinner bell and started putting all the food on the table. But then I heard what sounded like a distant scream. Then I heard it again. It was Iris's scream, coming from the basement. I ran over and heard her shouting up the stairs, "Ruby! Come quick!"
"What's wrong?" I asked while running down the stairs carefully.
"Something awful's happened to Misery!" Iris said as she grabbed my arm with both hands and practically dragged me to the dungeon. After she pulled me into the room and let me go it took a second to get my bearings.
Then I screamed: Misery's was lying totally naked on her bed of nails, all pale, and there was a large pool of blood dripping off of the bed and onto the floor. I ran over and started shaking her at first, then I grabbed her wrist to see if I could get a pulse. It was all sticky and wet, and then I saw why: It was slit up from her hand to about halfway up her arm. "No no no no no..." I whimpered as I checked her other wrist and found the same thing.
Iris was pacing around, turning with a violent swing every time she turned around and waving her arms frantically. "What's wrong, Ruby! What are we gonna do!" she kept yelling.
Without thinking I sat on the bed hard and started pulling off my stockings. A few nails stuck through my clothes and into my bum but I didn't care. I tied one stocking really tight above her left elbow to stop the bleeding, but when I went to tie the right side I realized that there wasn't hardly any blood coming out anymore. I shook Misery's shoulders really hard and kept screaming her name, but she was all limp and wouldn't answer. Without thinking I slapped her face really hard. Her eyes opened slightly and she looked at me, the edges of her lips curling just a bit. She tried to say something but then her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
Then it hit me. I ran over to her open wardrobe, untangled her veil from its hanger and then rushed it back to the bed. I laid it across her sideways and tied each end around her wounds. Iris had gone quiet so I glanced back to see her sitting cross-legged on cold floor, rocking, mumbling and smacking herself in the face with the palms of her hands. I looked back down at Misery's arms and saw that the last bits of her blood were oozing through her veil. It wasn't working, and I wasn't even sure if the veil is what had made me better the night before. But I wasn't going to give up so easily.
I untied Misery's wrists and yelled at Iris to get up and help me. For a minute I thought I'd have to go over and slap her too, but she suddenly hopped up and came right over. Even though I was frantic for Misery I still felt a bit ashamed for a moment because I'd even thought about hitting Iris.
"Help me get her up," I ordered while grabbing Misery under her shoulders. Iris grabbed her legs and we swung her off the bed. "Now put her on her feet and help me hold her up!" Iris did what I told her and then I made her hold Misery up by herself. I grabbed the veil and tried to remember...
I then had Iris hold up Misery's right arm, by the elbow with the wrist up, and I laid the veil across it. Then I started pulling it over her forearm. I tugged it and it was kind of stuck at first, but when I pulled it more slowly it started to move easily, gliding across her arm freely. I wrapped it around again and again while working my way up her arm.
"Nooooooo," Misery groaned as her arm raised itself out of Iris's grip. But I kept wrapping around her, letting it snake up her arm. I finally got to her shoulders so I continued twisting it under her arm and then around her neck. Misery wobbled a bit as I pulled it around her head and then she began to stand on her own. I had to reach a bit to get it between Iris's chest and Misery's back, but both girls cooperated. It started to get really cold and was surprised that I wasn't shivering. It was as if I couldn't for some reason. I just focused completely on making sure the shroud passed over every part of Misery's body. Suddenly, instead of saying anything, I found myself shoving Iris back and making her let go so I could walk around and get all of Misery's upper body. My right arm started to ache and I felt a sharp pain. I figured I must have scraped it on the bed too.
I noticed that her left wrist was now bleeding again. A lot. So I swirled the veil back up and, as soon as I brought it over her shoulder, that arm automatically raised itself in the air. I stood in front of her and started working it down around that arm. A tear streamed down Misery's cheek and her eyes opened slightly, staring at me with a hurt look. "Please, Ruby, stop it," she softly cried. "Let me die."
No way!
As the ethereal fabric passed over her hand I gave it a quick reassuring squeeze. I was a bit hunched over by then, and I had trouble standing up straight again as I moved the veil back up her arm and onto her body again. By now I was freezing and both of my arms were aching. After lifting heavy pots and pans all day or gripping a headboard all night it seemed stupid that I was having trouble just wrapping a wispy veil around her, but I was weak and almost fumbling by then. I felt sharp pains in both my wrists and started to get lightheaded as I again worked it around her body, all the way down around one leg and then back up the other.
I knew I wasn't done but I was having trouble getting back up again. I was cold. I was dizzy. I was in pain. And I was still terrified. But then a new feeling overwhelmed me: a soul-crushing feeling. Like I had after my parents' funerals, but much, much worse. I didn't feel like going on living anymore because I just knew that I'd never ever be happy again.
But still, I was determined not to let Misery die. I tried to scream out for help but could only let out a gurgle. It was enough though. Iris came over and grabbed me around my waist to pull me up. She felt so warm, so good, so precious with her body against mine, but I didn't notice at the time 'cause I was still trying to finish. Iris may do stupid things sometimes but she had figured out what I was doing, so she kept walking me around Misery, slowly raising my body while I simply clutched the veil and kept pulling. Finally I was standing up straight again right in front of the now stoic Misery. I pulled the veil behind her neck until the train hung down in front of her, half covering her naked chest. Somehow I managed to raise my other hand and grip it so I could pull the veil over the top of her head. With my last bit of strength I snapped it over and off of her head.
The room exploded with a blinding light. I closed my eyes as tight as I could and cringed. Then I slumped in Iris's hold, barely able to open my eyes to see the dungeon lit up so brightly.
I heard her gasp, "Wow!" She quickly guided me over to a chair and sat me down. "Are you okay Ruby?"
"How's Misery?" was all I could say. It was all I could think about. Even with all the pain I didn't care about myself anymore. Not at all.
Iris put my arm over the back of the chair to steady me, then she went back over to Misery. The cold, the pain, the dread consumed me ever more as my body curled up on the chair. I could feel myself balling up Misery's shroud in my hands and then trying to wrap my whole body around it. I swore I could feel hot blood flowing from my wrists, burning my icy cold skin. Yet I curled up even tighter, wringing every last bit of pain and suffering out of her magic garment.
But the light... At first it only made my eyes hurt, but then it started to warm me. The mortal dread I'd been feeling slowly gave way back to the terrible fear and sadness I'd felt when Misery was lying in her blood and wouldn't wake up. Bad as that felt it was still better. Much better. Soon I felt my heart pounding and my blood rushing throughout my body, warming me up again. The strength returned to my arms and the sharp pains faded from them. For a moment I felt little stinging pains and aches all over different parts of my body, even my pussy hurt bad, but all that quickly disappeared too. Then so did the light.
My eyes opened when I felt Iris stroking the hair out of my face. I could feel a bit of sticky, half dried blood on her fingertips but I didn't mind. "How's Misery?" I repeated.
"She's seems okay. She won't move but she's breathing and her color's back to normal."
"Good," I sputtered while pushing the scrunched veil into Iris's hands.
"Are you okay, Ruby?"
I rocked forward in the chair, putting my hands out in front of me as I sank to the floor and started dry heaving. Once I realized nothing was coming out I let Iris help me up again. "I'm fine. We need to..." I didn't know how to finish that sentence properly. "We need to eat."
"That's my Ruby!" Iris giggled even though she was still scared and shaking a lot. She brought the veil back to the wardrobe and picked out a housecoat while I managed to walk over to Misery, still upright and holding her arms out to her sides. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing deeply, but otherwise she was completely still. Iris didn't hesitate to pull one sleeve over Misery's arm, but she glanced at the other outstretched arm and then at me.
I leaned my face in close to hers. "Misery?" I whispered. I brought a hand up and wiped the tears from her eyes. Then I ran the back of my hand down her check and cupped her chin for a moment. I pulled my hand away and after a second her eyes winced and then opened.
"Ruby..." she started to whine. "Next time I'll make sure you can't stop me." That made me really mad.
"Shh!" I snapped, staring at myself in her watery eyes for several seconds, almost daring her to utter a single sound. She looked so sad, so ashamed that I couldn't stay mad. I helped Iris finish getting Misery into her robe and we marched her upstairs.
"Where thee heck were you girls?" Scaredy Bat asked in his adorable Indian accent as he struggled to pull the cleaning supplies cart through the kitchen. The table was cleared and cleaned except for three place settings. "Why'd you disappear after making such a wonderful lunch for us? Anyway, I put the rest of the quiche back in the oven before Frank and Len consumed all of it without leaving you any."
Food. I understand food. After we quickly sat Misery down I went straight to the stove. I put water on for tea and gathered more fruit and bread and stuff.
"Uhm, Misery was having 'girl problems' and we were helping her," Iris explained. That was actually a pretty good excuse.
"Oh my! Is she all right?" he quavered.
"Fine, just fine!" Iris chirped. I could see that she had her fingers crossed behind her back.
"That is very good then." The little guy then started pushing his cart into the dumbwaiter and closed the door. "Well, I am off to do some more cleaning. I thought today would be a good day to do some scrubbing in the basement."
"Okay Scaredy," I said absentmindedly. I should have known better. "And thanks for saving our breakfast."
"Oh, no problem. And thank you!" he answered while scampering down the basement steps.
Iris quickly sat down next to Misery, who was just staring blankly down at her empty plate. Iris glanced down and then suddenly snatched the butter knife away from Misery's place setting. Misery turned her glum face towards Iris, who explained, "Just to be safe you know." She faked a laugh. I'd never heard Iris do that before.
Misery just stared down at her plate again. I brought the food over and realized she could see her reflection in the dish, so I quickly filled it with food before loading up Iris's plate as well. I still felt too sick to eat. I sat down on Misery's other side, facing her, and stared. She was just looking at her food while Iris only picked at hers.
I reached down and took Misery's hand in mine. I was never so happy to feel a warm hand. I caressed it and gave it a gentle squeeze. She made no move to stop me even as I picked it up in both of my hands and gave it a kiss. She finally turned her head to look at me.
I cleared my throat. Despite my earlier brashness I was a bit scared of her again. Still I managed one word. "Why?"
She instantly snatched her hand away. "You know," she nearly growled.
"What?" Iris whined.
Misery stared so deeply into my eyes that it made me shiver. She continued, "You used the shroud. You know my pain."
"Yeah," I sputtered, "but now you're better, and I'm okay too."
"You just don't get it, do you?"
I admit it. I didn't.
"Will someone please tell me what's going on!" Iris growled. "What about all that business with your shroud thingy?"
"Skullboy beat me up last night..." I started to explain.
"The asshole," Iris muttered impulsively, but then she quickly covered her mouth and nervously glanced around.
"And Misery used her veil to make me all better. That's why I thought to try it on her."
"It does more than that," Misery droned. Iris and I looked at her to explain and she finally did. "When I heal people with it I can feel what they're feeling too. But not just where they hurt, but deep down inside. That's why I want to die so bad."
I barely caught myself from yelling, "But why? Why now?"
Misery looked right at me again. "Because of you."
"Huh?" Iris groaned, but I was too shocked to say anything.
"If I hadn't healed you last night then I'd never have never felt how you feel. How happy you are deep down inside. Even after Skullboy beat you so bad you could have died 'cause you were bleeding inside." I didn't think about it at the time, but again it was weird she'd just know that, and I never thought that she would lie about something like that. She continued, "And even though you were really scared to come get me, I could still feel how bright and optimistic you are. And you'll always be that way." Misery trembled and caught her breath but it was as if she couldn't cry. "But I'll never feel that way. The only reason I'm alive is for other people to take out their pain and anger on. And the sad thing is that I'm not even worth that kind of attention. That's why nobody cares - nobody ever cared about me."
"That's not true!" I wrapped my arms all the way around her, hugging her tightly, but she didn't respond. "I care about you, and so does Iris. You just don't know it because you're always going off by yourself and stuff." I cringed a little as the words left my lips. It was sort of true, yes, but I always kind of avoided Misery a little too because she was so scary. But it finally started to make a little sense because of the bad feelings I got from her, not just from slitting her wrists.
I kissed the side of her head hard a few times. "Misery, from now on things are going to be different. You're one of us and we three are going to take care of each other. Right Iris?"
"You bet!" Iris answered and then joined in the hug. "If we stick together we'll all be all right and have a lot of fun. You'll see!"
Only then did Misery respond in the slightest by lifting her trapped arms enough to put her hands over ours. She patted them very gently, and I finally felt like I'd gotten through to her. But I was still worried.
I broke the hug and took both of Misery's hands. "Okay, but the only way we can be together is if you're still alive, right?" Misery just stared blankly, blinking once, but I continued, "So you have to promise us that you're not going to kill yourself, okay?"
She just stared down at my knees, but really not focusing anywhere.
"Come on, promise us that you won't hurt yourself," I pleaded.
"Please?" Iris begged.
Misery slowly raised her head, looking right at me with uncharacteristically bright eyes. The corners of her mouth curled up in a demented sort of smile. "Okay, I promise. I promise that I won't hurt myself."
Even though it was what I wanted to hear, something about the way she said it made me uneasy. But I gave her another hug. "Okay, now eat! We have to work tonight and we've already had a rough day."
"Okay," Misery said as she picked up her fork and took a bite.
Then with her mouth full Iris said, "But we'd better hurry so we can clean that blood up before..."
Iris and I shouted at the same time, "Scaredy!"
Just then we heard a scream from the basement. But luckily he still believed the 'girl problems' excuse after we revived him.
We cleaned and practically hosed down Misery's bed and floor, at least where the blood was. Misery insisted that we leave the as much of the dust and cobwebs alone as we could, and we weren't about to disagree. I even whispered to some of the dust bunnies that they should come get me if Misery looks like she's going to hurt herself, but I'm never sure if they actually understand any of us. I washed Misery's veil too. I did it by hand and was very careful, but it cleaned really easily and dried almost instantly. I hoped none of us would ever have to use it again.
When I brought it back to the dungeon Iris was standing outside and the door was closed. She must have seen how mad I got that she left Misery all alone, but as I stomped over Iris explained that Misery was more likely to keep her promise if we believed that she would. It sounded really stupid to me. But before I could say that Misery came out, dressed in one of her normal dreary outfits and holding her crosier. She was the only one who wore pretty much the same type of clothes whether we were at work or at home, and she never work makeup even though sometimes I thought she could really use it.
Then, even though Iris was probably still aching for a wild adventure, it was her who insisted that we all simply take a walk and stick close to the manor. Iris and I talked about how nice it was outside and even laughed about Scaredy Bat. Iris excitedly told us all about the foursome she'd had the night before. (I didn't say anything because I didn't want to tell her I'd been spying, plus she's really good at telling stories. Her descriptions are almost as good as Evil Fairy's.) But a lot of times we just walked quietly because Misery wouldn't say much. We kind of felt like she was being left out, even if it was because she didn't want to talk.
Iris kept a nervous eye on Misery. Maybe she thought that Misery had trouble walking and that's why she always had the staff, but after last night when she healed me - and the way she tore out of the basement and up the stairs - I knew Misery was fine. Eventually Iris's mollycoddling was more irritating than when she was doing all her normal crazy stuff! When we got to a grassy hill I finally insisted that we roll down it.
"No, Ruby," Iris insisted.
"Sure, it'll be fun," I chirped while lying down. "I'll go first and you follow me, okay Misery?"
"Okay," she droned.
I pushed off and twisted my body so I'd roll down not too fast. When I got the bottom I dusted myself off while calling up, "Okay, now you try it!"
Iris had her hands on her hip and was glaring at me.
Misery knelt down and laid her crosier down and then dropped on her rump. She hesitated before laying flat and then started to roll down the hill. Down, down, a bit to the side, more to the side, sideways...
Iris bolted down the hill after her. "No Misery stop!" she yelled but it was too late.
I winced as Misery rolled right into a big thorn bush. All she said was a dispassionate, "Ow." By the time Iris and I got to her she was already standing brushing the grass off her long dress. She looked at us and smiled. A real smile. Her voice even sounded a bit surprised. "That was actually kind of fun," she said before pulling a thorn out of her arm. "Well, until the last part."
I couldn't help but laugh, and Iris started laughing too. She didn't get mad at me after that, and she wasn't always checking on Misery as we picked some blueberries that we found. By then I was really hungry. They were delicious and so sweet! We got a so many that Iris and I had to use the fronts of our dresses to hold them all. (Misery's dress was too long and tight to do that.) We didn't even care that our panties were fully showing.
When we climbed back up the hill before Misery picked up her crosier and we all went home. We were dirty and kind of wiped out. Iris said we should all go up to her room and hang out for a bit. She lived in the master bedroom, the biggest one. I tried moving in there after my parents were gone, but it felt really sad sleeping there without them. At least back in my old room sometimes I wake up and, just for a moment, not remember that they're gone.
Anyway, we decided that it would be good to take a nap before we had to get ready for work. The bedroom had its own private bathroom, and the shower was big so all three of us got in at the same time. It was a bit tight but we washed each other's hair and backs and even had a little tickle fight. (Well, it turns out that Misery isn't ticklish, or she just hides it really good. Oh well.)
After we dried off a bit Iris pulled the duvet and sheets off of the huge bed (which she almost never made up) and we all spread out on it, letting the warm summer breeze coming through the big windows dry us off a bit. I felt myself nodding off, but I managed to get on all fours and crawl up to give Misery a kiss on the cheek.
She looked surprised. "What was that for?" she kind of whined.
"Just 'cause." Really I wanted to say something nice but didn't know what. I found a dry spot and lied on my back again, letting myself drift off to the sounds of the wind rushing, the birds chirping, the insects chattering...
It didn't seem like I was out very long when I awoke to Iris's loud snoring. I crawled over and carefully pushed Iris onto her side, wedging a pillow between the bed and her butt so that she wouldn't roll onto her back again. Then it was as if I couldn't help myself: after glancing to make sure both girls were asleep I put my hand on Iris's bum. It was bigger than mine and a bit wider. She was developing lots of curves already and her boobs were starting to come in. I gave a little squeeze and found that her bottom was fleshier, somewhat softer than mine. I smoothed my hand over it and brushed it with my fingers, marveling at how it felt a little bit jiggly under my touch. At first I'd just wondered what kinds of neat things Iris would do to me, but I had started to wonder what things I'd do to her if I got the chance. A couple of my janes taught me things that I'd have never figured out by myself, and since I liked Iris it would probably be even better.
"Oh yeah, you're driving me crazy baby," she moaned. I stopped cold. My heart kept pounding even after I realized she was still asleep. I decided I'd better let it go.
When I turned to go back to my spot I saw that Misery was awake, on her side and watching me. For the first time I was happy to see her staring at me. Her skin was still its lovely shade of blue, and a wide tress of her gorgeous black hair was draped over the front of her shoulder and snaked down in front of her on the bed almost to her calves. One of her purple nipples stood out slightly on her breast, which was barely big enough to hang down just a little from her chest.
"What's it like?" Her tone was kind of normal for a change.
It took me a moment to get my voice back though I still really didn't know what to say. "Uhm, kind of soft, smooth and really warm..." I uneasily settled myself so that I was sitting up in the bed, one knee pulled in. She looked me over, even looking down a bit to examine my mostly parted pussy lips for a few seconds. Until then I hadn't thought anything of being completely naked in front of them. We're all girls after all. But just then I blushed a bit. Like when Skullboy sees me not wearing anything.
Misery must have noticed and her gaze met mine again. "No, I mean what's it like to be loved? When someone cares about you and wants to make you feel good?"
I felt so stupid. That was my absolute favorite feeling in the world but I'd never tried to think about what it actually was before. I was kind of sorry that I hadn't woken Iris up because I'm sure she'd just start happily chattering about love even if she didn't know what to say either. But hey! Just like when sometimes my trick and I didn't seem to know what to do I'd ask myself What would Iris do? So I just started saying whatever came to mind.
"It's just really nice." Duh! "It's a feeling that keeps you warm inside even when you're out on a cold day because you know someone will be so happy to see you when you get home and give you a big hug. And even when you're really mad or sad or even crying you still know that someone will be there to make it all better. And you know that even when you do something really bad someone will forgive you even if you meant to do it at the time - maybe even if you did it again they'd still be mad but still forgive you again anyway. And no matter what you'd do the same..."
"Will you forgive me?" Misery interrupted, now visibly trembling.
I rolled over onto my side to face her and put me left arm over her shoulder. I let my fingers stroke her long, silky hair from her cheek and neck. It felt so nice that I absentmindedly started playing with it. "Of course I forgive you," I cooed. Then I scooted in closer and slipped my right arm under her head so I could hug her hard. While backing up a bit I added, "Just don't..."
Misery suddenly kissed me on the lips. Before I knew what was happening she'd put an arm around my back and was kneading it hard, all but scratching me. She clumsily stuck her tongue right into my mouth but then immediately pulled it out. She was a little rough and clumsy, and then all of a sudden she was all timid. It was as if she'd never kissed before. She didn't seem to know how to do it right.
I eased my fingers up in to her silky, fine hair and pulled my head back to break it off. Her hair was so soft and smooth that I couldn't help but keep gently pulling my fingers through it more and more. I forgot what I was doing for a moment.
She looked a bit hurt at first but seemed relieved when I smiled at her. "What was that for?" I asked.
"Just 'cause," she blurted out in a whisper. Then she looked at me a little closer. "Right?"
I couldn't help but smile. "Yeah, right," I said and then I gave her a quick peck on the lips. "So, doesn't Skullboy let your customers kiss you?" I was trying to tell her nicely that how she wasn't that good at it.
"They can do whatever they want to me. They just don't want me to kiss back. That defeats the purpose."
I decided not to try to understand. I thought about what Iris said about how we should all stick together and stuff. "Okay, but let me teach you how you do it with someone who wants to make you feel good. Got it?"
Misery nodded.
"First, just relax and don't worry. Even if you mess up a bit or bump teeth a little that's okay. It happens sometimes, especially when it feels good and you want to get more into it. Just start slowly, and for now let me take the lead and then just try to do what I do back to me. Okay?"
Misery nodded again so I pulled on her as I moved in again. I first just kissed her lips, gently sucking each one between mine and flicking the edge of my tongue against them until they were a bit wet and slippery. Then I took a moment to lick my lips before pressing my mouth on hers again. I opened up a little and tilted my head side-to-side while pressing my lips hard against hers. At first her lips just flopped a bit under mine, but soon she pressed them back against me. We played like that and then I poked my tongue between her lips and wiggled it against her barely parted upper and lower teeth. But she got the hint and opened up more. I opened my mouth even more and worked it a little harder as I carefully probed the inside of her mouth. She still tasted like the blueberries we'd picked and that made me want more, much more, but I managed to control myself.
Misery's tongue finally started to play back against mine a little, still timid and a bit jerky but she kept trying. At one point I caught her by surprise and sucked the tip of her tongue into my mouth, but she squealed and sucked back hard so I let it go. She moved her head like she wanted to stop but I kept going, just slower. After a minute I even gave her a few smacking kisses, breaking contact briefly so that she could stop if she really wanted to, but she seemed okay.
Then I suddenly felt a hand stroking my butt cheek and Iris's hot breath on the back of my head. "Oh! So you two thought you'd have fun without me, eh?" she teased before gripping my bum so hard it made me yelp. She moved her hand to my left hip while she also put her other hand on my right shoulder. She spooned me and then started moving the front of her body up and down against my back and bottom. The thought of her growing mounds, with their nipples hard, rubbing on my back, combined with her pussy lips barely grazing the edges of my bum cheeks made me all tingly. Before I got too lost in that Misery moved forward and started kissing me, taking the lead this time. She still got a bit awkward at times but she was definitely a quick learner.
Misery suddenly pushed her right hand between my thighs and started to gingerly tickle my muffin. I squeaked into her mouth and she just stuck her tongue in farther, bringing back a little bit of her earlier roughness as a fingertip quickly stroked up and down just inside my cleft. Meanwhile Iris had started sucking on my shoulder then my neck. I could feel Misery's finger getting a little slick as she continued her finger slide, but I finally started kissing back harder and Misery instantly let me take the lead again.
Iris stopped her writhing and left a little space between us so that she could slide her fingers between my butt cheeks, slowly but a bit forcefully since my buns were pressed together in that position. I guess she didn't realize what Misery was doing until their fingers bumped between my thighs. Iris paused her attentions for a moment but Misery didn't miss a beat. And it didn't take long for Iris to start kissing my neck and ear again. She even playfully wrestled with Misery's fingers when they met, but finally Iris let Misery stroke and draw circles around the insides of my labia and over my clit while she started working her fingers in and out of my now slippery tunnel. I couldn't help but moan and get a little dizzy.
Misery moved her mouth off of mine and started kissing my chin, which I pressed into my chest so that Iris could get at more of my neck. Misery gladly moved her mouth to my chest and started sucking on my left nipple while using her free hand to grip the flesh around my right nipple. She squeezed a bit hard, making me grunt, but I didn't want to say anything if I didn't have to. Then she took the nip itself between her fingers and started to twist it. Her hand was trembling, like she was trying to get it just right maybe? She started sucking on my left nipple even harder, pressing her teeth into my breast fat and biting down just a bit while her tongue flicked across my quickly hardening nub. I suddenly realized that I was gripping Misery's hair really hard, but she acted like it was nothing. Finally she wrapped her lips around it and suckled me hard, but at least her left hand let go of my other sore nipple and began stroking and almost tickling my tummy and then lower.
Iris managed to work two fingers inside of me but hadn't gone deep. She was intentionally circling them hard against my opening, but nothing too too rough. It was a like a really exciting massage. With a mild growl Misery pulled her mouth off of my nipple and moved down the bed, so fast that I couldn't untangle my fingers from her hair in time to keep from pulling it. My hands instantly missed its wonderful feeling. She lifted my left knee with her right arm and dug the fingers of her left hand into right where my inner thigh meets my cleft. She immediately started lapping up my juices from my clit, roughly running her tongue from where Iris's fingers were squishing and all the way up to the bottom of my belly sometimes. I started gasping and, without realizing, pushing her face into me.
She didn't resist in the least, and in a flash she was sucking and licking on the top of my slit, at times trying to suck it all into her mouth and at other times lashing her tongue across my stiffening bean. Occasionally she stuck her tongue in kind'a hard to make sure she pried my clit from the little bit of skin that kept it covered most of the time. It was rough but it felt so amazingly good that I forced myself to bear it.
With my thighs now parted Iris started to finger-fuck me with vigor. "I never realized what a nasty little girl you are, Ruby. You're almost as bad as me," she growled in my ear before giving it a tongue lashing of its very own for several seconds. Between the two of them licking and sucking and fingering me so hard I don't know how I was able to breathe at all. Finally Iris relented and put her mouth right on top of my ear, finishing with, "You're a total slut at heart. And I love it."
Normally that would have hurt my feelings a bit, even though it really is true because I like my work so much. But I knew it was a really big compliment coming from her so I couldn't help but smile. I also couldn't help feeling my own girl cum dripping down my leg and onto the bed. Iris began to rub her front against me again, smearing my perspiration all over herself.
Misery wrapped her hands around the very insides of my thighs, spreading my labia extra-wide with her thumbs and attacking my clitty with vigor. I started to shake and wiggle against her motions as best I could, and I pulled Misery's face into me even harder. It felt like sparks were dancing all across my body, every muscle tensed to the breaking point and then pulled a little further with each passing second. Iris must have felt what was going on so she slipped a third finger into me and started pressing in and out deeply, really fast.
I lost it. I cried out something I can't remember while bucking my pelvis so hard that it hurt. I could feel Iris's fingers fighting my pulsing insides, and we were both pushing so hard that I'm surprised her fingers didn't go all the way up to my womb! Misery was basically suckling my clit very hard as shockwaves of pain and pleasure crashed through my body. I think I actually started crying because it felt so good. I remember saying a lot of stuff but I can't remember what. Later Iris told me it was a lot of mushy talk and I love yous to both of them, but she thought it was really sweet.
I felt like I was floating between them, every bad feeling washed from my body and only pure love and joy. I was flushed with warmth and happiness and didn't have a single thought. Even though Misery was still tonguing my very sensitive nub and Iris was biting my neck a little hard I was totally at peace for what seemed like a long time.
But finally I started coming down off of my high and the first thing I did was pull Misery's head from my aching pussy before lowering my tired leg. I didn't realize that I'd been holding it up in the air all by myself for a while. Iris immediately pulled her fingers from me and then I could hear her slurping my juices from them; she even put her hand over my face and offered me some. It's not like I haven't tasted it before, and it was only polite. I rolled onto my side to face her and was surprised when Misery started rubbing my back tenderly, lovingly. I didn't realize at first that Iris really liked me sucking her fingers, but at that point I would have done just about anything she wanted. Besides, I tasted pretty good anyway. "That's it, baby," she breathed while her fingers brushed up and down the top of my chest. With her other hand she was playing with herself a bit.
Then I realized that I kind of owed her in the orgasm department. Misery too, and more importantly I thought. I was still a bit too hazy to figure out what to do so I just said, "Okay, now what do you want me to do to you two?" I figured Iris would come up with something good if I couldn't, but I didn't think of what Misery might ask for since it sounds like people do not-nice stuff to her a lot.
Fortunately Iris was full of ideas. "Why don't you eat Misery out now and I'll do myself while she watches me!" she chirped.
"You shouldn't have to do yourself. Maybe I should finger you while..." I started to complain.
Misery turned towards Iris and interrupted, "How about if I do you now?" She stared at Iris expectantly, kind of nervous.
There was no doubt what Iris's answer would be. "Sure thing!" She was happy to please and very happy to be pleased, and by then I'd realized that the two were pretty much the same thing for her.
"Okay," I added, "but Misery you have to let me do you at the same time, okay?"
"All right," she answered in a normal kind of tone. It was still hard to get used to.
After trying a few things we finally figured it out. Iris stacked her pillows against the headboard and sat on them, kind of slouching so that most of her butt was off the pillows and raised a bit. She put her arms over the headboard and held on, kind of like some guys when they just want to let me just suck their cocks for a while. It made me giggle. Then Misery crawled on all fours and rested on her elbows so that her face was right up to Iris's pussy. I was about to get on the bed when I remembered how watching myself with the teeth guy had been kind of extra-exciting, even though it turned out badly afterwards. So I hopped off the bed and quickly moved Iris's standing mirror over and pushed it up to the side of the bed. It took a few tries but I found a spot where I figured I could see what Misery was doing from the back of the bed once in a while.
Meanwhile Misery had already started kissing Iris's pussy, making loud smacking noises. From the way Misery was moving I guess she was doing it a bit hard, but Iris just gripped the headboard tighter and leaned her head back. That made her chest push out a bit and show off her breasts as they fought against her stretched skin. I got on my knees behind Misery and decided to start gently. Putting my hands on her hips to support myself, I nuzzled the insides of her thighs and gave her a few kisses, even a couple of play bites, but I couldn't tell if she even noticed. Misery had to keep pushing back her long black hair for a little while, but Iris probably didn't like the interruptions so she let go of the headboard and held Misery's hair back for her. She also began to stroke Misery's head while brushing the hair away so that it pooled on her upper back and then fell around her, over her shoulders and around her chest. I reached up and smoothed it with my hands a bit. It was so silky and just felt good to touch, but I reluctantly let go of it. It was time for me to get back to work.
Taking my cue from what she was doing to Iris, I pressed my mouth right into Misery's taint and gave it a little bite. Her hips shuddered and, even with my lips sucking her middle spot I knew that I was still kind of smiling about getting her to react so quick. I started flicking my tongue over the bottom of her hole (well, it was on top in this position, but you know what I mean) and let it get wet from my spit, though she was starting to cream a bit herself. She actually tasted kind of sweet too. For such a dour girl she was full of pleasant surprises. I stuck out my elbows and used my fingertips to spread her cheeks extra wide as I moved my head a bit lower. I had to turn a bit to one side so I could stay on my knees while leaning down far enough. I knew I could get on my knees and elbows like Misery too, but it would be harder to get to all of her. And besides, I still wanted to peek at them in the mirror when I could.
I kissed my way down Misery's slit, being sure to lash her inner folds with my tongue and, instead of teasing, I started tonguing her clit in earnest the moment my tongue found it. I clutched her ass extra hard with my left hand and stuck my right hand up to her pussy, which was already starting to swell a little. I made sure to get my fingers extra slippery and even stuck two in and out of her hole as far as they would go, again making her buck a little bit. Then I broke off my clitty attack for a moment.
"Oh yeah, that's it! Don't stop..." Iris more begged than gasped. I peeked up and saw that Misery was forcefully tonguing Iris's butthole really hard. Even with all that it was clear that Iris was enjoying Misery's awesome hair too, stroking and petting and clutching. Then she took two fistfuls and used them like reins to pull Misery's mouth into her even harder.
I looked down at Misery's tight dark blue back door and thought for a moment. I was just going to play with it with my slick fingers, but then I decided to try it. I pulled her buns extra wide again and moved my mouth in, holding my breath as I gave it a quick kiss. When I backed away and sucked in a breath I didn't smell anything bad, just Misery's pussy juice mostly, so I kissed it again. (Kissing people there is against the rules for me, though sometimes I'll do it to customers a little anyway.) Then I got daring and even ran my tongue across it a few times. Misery swayed her hips a little and I knew I was onto something, but I didn't think I could stick my tongue into her there. And I kind of didn't want to 'cause that was too gross. Instead I got the fingers of my right hand all nice and slick again and started wiggling my middle finger around and pushing it against her sphincter.
By now Iris had Misery's face cupped in her hands and was using her thumbs to hold back Misery's hair. Misery's face was darting in and out as she vigorously kissed and sucked all up and down between Iris's thighs, stopping in places to make sure she worked the cyclops girl's pussy extra good all over.
While still wriggling my finger hard against Misery's back door I returned my mouth to her pussy and started sucking. Something about all of this had me getting hot again and I couldn't help myself from being a bit hard on her. I used my teeth a lot, even if just pushing them against her pussy, though sometimes I couldn't stop myself from biting her a bit while sucking really hard. Without really trying my middle finger finally poked its way into Misery's butt. I started wiggling it around hard, like Skullboy's finger did to me earlier when he'd gotten super excited for a moment.
It was like the more you touched Misery the more you wanted to do to her, and then that only made the need even stronger. Finally I couldn't stand it anymore and just dived in and started sucking in and tonguing Misery's engorged clit, somehow also using my teeth and even working my lips extra hard over her juicy mound.
I could hear Misery's muffled moans and feel her body shaking even though she was trying hard to stay in place. Believe me, there was no need for her to press back against me because by then I was probably pushing her whole body forward with my face! Iris was panting and whining hard now. I felt something brush the top of my head and managed to peek for a moment: Iris had wrapped her legs around Misery's head and was writhing with uncontrollable pleasure as she begged Misery to never stop. "Not for a million years! Make me your bitch forever!"
But it didn't seem like very long before Iris started shrieking and slamming the bottoms of her fists into the headboard, getting my attention. Misery was clutching the insides of Iris's thighs, pressing her into the headboard as hard as she could while forcing herself on Iris's thoroughly flushed and dripping pussy. Iris even whinnied like a horse and started screaming, "Oh my god! Oh my god!" over and over again along with lots of swears and other stuff. Then it was just loud deep breaths with heavy whines whenever she inhaled.
With Iris thoroughly spent Misery kept holding the girl's legs apart and nuzzling and occasionally laying kisses all over Iris's sex. I could tell that she was feeling close and couldn't stop herself until she got some release, so I backed off of her clit enough to give the mound around it a fairly hard bite, though harder than I had really wanted to. Misery yelped and then whined, "Oh yes, Ruby. Please make me do what you want." What I wanted was for her to come, and suddenly it seemed like that's all I lived for. I plunged a second finger into Misery's asshole and started circling the inside, like the massage thing Iris had done to me before but much harder. My thumb slipped into her vagina and I started clenching and clutching both openings together. I gripped Misery's sex between my wide open teeth and sucked and licked for all I was worth. My head was rolling from side to side really fast, like I was now the wild animal that had scared me so much the night before. The blood was rushing to my ears and my body was aching from being in that awkward position and working so hard, but I was too frenzied to stop. I barely heard Misery's screams but I could feel her salty juices practically squirting into my mouth, so hard that a lot of it sprayed onto my face too and I'd never have been able to swallow it all. Her pussy was twitching and her hips were bucking against my face for what seemed like minutes and I still wouldn't stop. Even when her motions began to slow I relented only a little, still tonguing and licking her sensitive spots while only working my fingers slowly in and out of her butt and pussy.
Finally I felt a pair of warm hands on my shoulders pull me back. I was in a haze but finally recognized that it was Iris stopping me. "Geez, enough Ruby!" she laughed. "You really wore poor Misery out you know!"
I looked down at the blue girl. She was lying flat on her stomach with her legs still spread and her arms lying limp at her sides. Her face was turned sideways on the bed, showing signs of Iris's half-dried juices but also fresh drool leaking out the side of her mouth into a small wet spot on the bed. (Well, I'm sure there were lots of wet spots by then.) Iris pulled my fingers out of Misery's bum and, before I could even realize what she was doing, put them in her mouth to lick them clean. It was okay I guess because I hadn't felt anything in there, so maybe Misery had to keep clean back there too.
I started to feel why Iris had liked getting her fingers licked, but she pulled them out and held my hand between us. I was afraid she wanted me to suck my fingers now too so I quickly made the excuse that I had to get some washcloths so we could clean up. As I brought them to the bed I started to feel the pain and tension throughout my body, not just from the long walk and the strain of our lovemaking but also from being so scared and angry about Misery hurting herself earlier. Still, I managed to give the exhausted blue girl and myself a little cleaning while Iris took care of herself.
After that me and Iris got back in bed, on either side of Misery, and laid close to her. I pulled the sheet up over us and then gave Misery a quick kiss on the nose.
Misery opened her teary eyes and gave me a big smile. "That was fantastic, Ruby. I'll remember this as the best day of my life."
Considering how her day had started this was a major improvement, but again they was she said it made me a bit nervous. I smiled and said, "Well, then we'll just have to make sure tomorrow is even better."
Iris was already starting to snore by then and Misery just kept looking at me. "Ruby?" she finally said, "You know what would really make tomorrow even better?"
"What?"
"If you could get up early and make blueberry pancakes for everyone using the ones we picked today. And everyone in the house could have a really nice breakfast together, all of us."
I couldn't help but smile really hard. "That's a great idea! And if that's what you want then I'm happy to do it."
Her eyes slowly closed as she mumbled, "Thank you Ruby. Then everything will be all right."
I was really happy. I love to cook and always have ever since Mommy would let me help her when I was little. She used to say, "Food may not solve problems, but it can't hurt." Maybe it would at least help. I started to fall asleep again, thinking about how maybe I'd teach Misery how to cook too. It would be nice to have someone to do it with again.
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