Sauna Assault
A Tiny Love Triangle
chapter 16
by
copier
· original author:
lilmoni83
"Hehehe! Yep, you're definitely my daughter, I was feeling the same thing!" Elizabeth chimed before practically peeling the tightly bound sneakers free and letting them clunk to the locker room floor. Snatching you back as playfully as ever, Elizabeth got to work scrubbing you into her own badly drenched pair of socks, having been so sadly neglected from your absorbent powers for a grueling couple hours.
"Hey, I wasn't done!" Olivia shouted in a pout before roughly prying you free from her mother and getting back to working you over her now bare and flush soles. You screamed silently as your tongue was ripped free, dragging along the full length of Olivia's slick sole as she moaned peacefully above. The foul smell was somewhat nostalgic from the many times your girlfriend has ignorantly stepped on you in the past, but those experiences were nothing compared to this full on assault she was subjecting you to now. However it was still preferable to the alternative being...
"Too bad! My towel means mine first!" Elizabeth taunted, seizing you and swiftly bringing you between each toe, happily watching as you wiped away any remnants of sock lint that had found itself lodged between the blissfully wiggling digits. Seemingly ignorant of the sheer power of her own scent, your cries of sheer agony went no where as the giantess brown-haired mother gave you a taste of every inch of her fragrant soles, not able to be satisfied until she was sure her beloved little Drew had lapped up everything her feet had to offer.
"Alright, he's all yours!" She stated laughing as she handed you off to her daughter who wasted no time in getting back to work.
'He?' Olivia thought to herself...'Oh gosh that's right! This awesome little towel is...Andrew...' Complete discomfort washed over her as she continued to wipe away the droplets of fresh foot sweat, looking at you as plainly as ever despite this reminder. What she was feeling couldn't be pity...she knew you must be loving this. So what was it?
"Hey! Wanna catch a quick sauna?" Elizabeth piped up after checking some random chime from her phone, ripping Olivia from her introspective pondering.
Of course you knew what was going on, but Olivia remained ignorant as ever how much this little game was influencing all over your lives. "Uhhhh, Duh!!" Olivia happily agreed before the two women stripped naked. If your body hadn't been so battered from the abuse these two women had put you through, you were dead sure it would be beet red from the embarrassment as you witnessed the love of your life and her mother appearing stark naked before you, all while you simply lay helplessly on a bench, unable to even avert your gaze.
What followed exists in your memory as nothing but a hazy blur. You felt a warm hand drag you along before entering the steamy, oppressive atmosphere of the sauna. While Olivia and Elizabeth were giggling and chatting nonstop in the world above, your body was being constantly tugged and smeared across sweltering, flush flesh that reeked and dripped with an endless river of fresh, sickening sweat. Your tongue ran along an exposed armpit which you remarked with complete despair you could tell was the mature taste of the lady who owned you before you instantly found yourself being smeared crudely into the nauseating chasm of the younger woman's rear. You got flossed relentlessly between a pair of gargantuan breasts, each one attempting to crush you under their smooth, oppressive forms before exchanging hands and lapping up the puddle of putrid perspiration that had gathered along the woman's stomach and pooled into her navel.
You were in a never before experienced pit of hellfire, a cacophony of tastes and smells, a mish-mash of creamy, sultry skin, all while the two King women gossiped above, not even sparing a glance towards the helpless tiny they were barraging with their sopping bodies. As you were laid for a third time along the hard wooden bench, the last thing you saw above was a plump, dripping booty hanging above you before crashing down and knocking you out cold.
When you awoke you found yourself lodged in the familiar bobbing embrace of Elizabeth's ass, seemingly reshaped back into her favorite little thong. A musty odor hung in the air, and you realized she must have not even partaken in a shower after her grueling workout. Your limp form must've continued to mop up her every drop of sweat until she was content she was "clean" for the day.
You screamed helplessly into the abyss, knowing it would get you nowhere. Your mistress didn't so much as feel a buzz, simply enjoying a chill evening in with her daughter as they lounged about in the living room, chatting over how great the workout had been and what they were excited to try out next time. You had no idea how much time had transpired, what your poor, helpless body had undergone while knocked out. All you knew was your body was more sore than ever, your limbs feeling ready to tear around Elizabeth's unstoppable curves. You couldn't believe these women were so comfortable using you, so oblivious to their actions, you couldn't even escape their 'well-meaning' assault while unconscious.
"Hey, I wasn't done!" Olivia shouted in a pout before roughly prying you free from her mother and getting back to working you over her now bare and flush soles. You screamed silently as your tongue was ripped free, dragging along the full length of Olivia's slick sole as she moaned peacefully above. The foul smell was somewhat nostalgic from the many times your girlfriend has ignorantly stepped on you in the past, but those experiences were nothing compared to this full on assault she was subjecting you to now. However it was still preferable to the alternative being...
"Too bad! My towel means mine first!" Elizabeth taunted, seizing you and swiftly bringing you between each toe, happily watching as you wiped away any remnants of sock lint that had found itself lodged between the blissfully wiggling digits. Seemingly ignorant of the sheer power of her own scent, your cries of sheer agony went no where as the giantess brown-haired mother gave you a taste of every inch of her fragrant soles, not able to be satisfied until she was sure her beloved little Drew had lapped up everything her feet had to offer.
"Alright, he's all yours!" She stated laughing as she handed you off to her daughter who wasted no time in getting back to work.
'He?' Olivia thought to herself...'Oh gosh that's right! This awesome little towel is...Andrew...' Complete discomfort washed over her as she continued to wipe away the droplets of fresh foot sweat, looking at you as plainly as ever despite this reminder. What she was feeling couldn't be pity...she knew you must be loving this. So what was it?
"Hey! Wanna catch a quick sauna?" Elizabeth piped up after checking some random chime from her phone, ripping Olivia from her introspective pondering.
Of course you knew what was going on, but Olivia remained ignorant as ever how much this little game was influencing all over your lives. "Uhhhh, Duh!!" Olivia happily agreed before the two women stripped naked. If your body hadn't been so battered from the abuse these two women had put you through, you were dead sure it would be beet red from the embarrassment as you witnessed the love of your life and her mother appearing stark naked before you, all while you simply lay helplessly on a bench, unable to even avert your gaze.
What followed exists in your memory as nothing but a hazy blur. You felt a warm hand drag you along before entering the steamy, oppressive atmosphere of the sauna. While Olivia and Elizabeth were giggling and chatting nonstop in the world above, your body was being constantly tugged and smeared across sweltering, flush flesh that reeked and dripped with an endless river of fresh, sickening sweat. Your tongue ran along an exposed armpit which you remarked with complete despair you could tell was the mature taste of the lady who owned you before you instantly found yourself being smeared crudely into the nauseating chasm of the younger woman's rear. You got flossed relentlessly between a pair of gargantuan breasts, each one attempting to crush you under their smooth, oppressive forms before exchanging hands and lapping up the puddle of putrid perspiration that had gathered along the woman's stomach and pooled into her navel.
You were in a never before experienced pit of hellfire, a cacophony of tastes and smells, a mish-mash of creamy, sultry skin, all while the two King women gossiped above, not even sparing a glance towards the helpless tiny they were barraging with their sopping bodies. As you were laid for a third time along the hard wooden bench, the last thing you saw above was a plump, dripping booty hanging above you before crashing down and knocking you out cold.
When you awoke you found yourself lodged in the familiar bobbing embrace of Elizabeth's ass, seemingly reshaped back into her favorite little thong. A musty odor hung in the air, and you realized she must have not even partaken in a shower after her grueling workout. Your limp form must've continued to mop up her every drop of sweat until she was content she was "clean" for the day.
You screamed helplessly into the abyss, knowing it would get you nowhere. Your mistress didn't so much as feel a buzz, simply enjoying a chill evening in with her daughter as they lounged about in the living room, chatting over how great the workout had been and what they were excited to try out next time. You had no idea how much time had transpired, what your poor, helpless body had undergone while knocked out. All you knew was your body was more sore than ever, your limbs feeling ready to tear around Elizabeth's unstoppable curves. You couldn't believe these women were so comfortable using you, so oblivious to their actions, you couldn't even escape their 'well-meaning' assault while unconscious.
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