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Note: This story takes place, with slight variations, during the episodes "Stop the Hate Master I & II." Kimberly's "toy" was inspired by Anne Rice's Exit to Eden. A special thanks to Willow for letting me borrow from her story, Magic Bottle.
Billy sat in the Youth Center, fiddling with the device that would prevent Zordon and Alpha from interfering with his plans. The power jammer had actually been completed several hours ago in his lab. Now Billy went through the motions of tinkering with the gadget, all the while keeping a close eye on his former teammates. Adam and Tommy were silently fuming at one another... Rocky was angrily pummeling a punching bag in the corner....
_But where's Kimberly?_ While he couldn't stand to be around his other, "intellectually challenged" ex-friends, he had definite plans for Kim. "Hello, little nerd boy." Billy turned to see Kimberly standing behind him--she wore one of her short short dresses, and her hair fell around her face in wisps and swirls. Billy felt himself rising--she looked so deliciously fuckable. "Is this another invention?" she continued in her spoiled-little-girl voice. Then she spat, "Get a life!"
Kim began to move away with a sassy swing to her hips, displaying a flash of her pink panties. _She's just begging for it!_ Billy thought, nearly salivating at the prospect of what he was about to do. Before his prey could go far, he exclaimed, "Listen, you snippy little bitch..."
"Excuse me!" Kimberly whirled on him, her lips curled and her eyes flashing.
"You heard me," Billy returned, holding her gaze and slowly backing towards the hallway. "Unless you have something better to do at some mall, I have something to show you."
Kim's eyes quickly traveled up and down Billy's body, and her smirk became a sneer. "Well, Billy Boy, I've already seen everything you have. Frankly, there wasn't enough there to make me want to come back for seconds."
Billy seethed at her words, but the quieter, shrewder part of his mind noted that Kim hadn't moved away. In fact, she was drawing closer, stalking him, following him into the deserted corridor, her eyes shining with a feral hunger.
"That's right," he encouraged her. "We still have the Power, so we still have the augmented hormones. Tommy's too busy bickering with Adam, and silly little Aisha's just too goody goody. You need someone, Kim. You need me."
"Just maybe, Billy," Kim growled, stepping close enough to run a hand lightly over his chest, "you're the one who needs me." With a sudden savagery, her fingers fastened onto Billy's left nipple, twisting and pinching roughly through the fabric of his shirt.
Billy snarled, partly in anger, but mostly in ecstasy, and then with an equally sudden movement, his hand clamped onto Kimberly's wrist. He spun her around, pinning her arms behind her back and securing them with a pair of specially modified handcuffs. Kim struggled in his grasp, nearly throwing him over her shoulder, until Billy touched a control on the cuffs. A sudden surge of energy rendered Kimberly unconscious. "Am I good or what?" Billy muttered as he lifted her into his arms, then the two disappeared in blue and pink flashes of light.
"Unfasten me, Billy! Now!" she demanded.
"Oh, sure Kim, I'll unfasten you. But first let me explain what I had in mind." Billy's words sounded reasonable, but his tone was low and excited. He stepped nearer to his bound friend and placed his hands lightly on her breasts. "I'd planned on tying you up and spanking you, just like in the Sultan's bottle. You liked that, didn't you, Kimmie?" Billy's hands swirled and pinched at Kim's nipples as he spoke. "I have everything here we'll need," he whispered. "Look around. Don't you love what I've done with the place?"
Kim gazed about the room. When Billy had discovered the entrance to the old bomb shelter under his garage years ago, he hadn't told anyone about it, not even his father. Now it served as a safe place for the Rangers to store all the mementos and trophies from their battles. The room was usually well lit, but Billy had turned the lights down and pushed most of the ordinary bits and pieces of monsters and weapons to the side. At present, the chamber resembled a dungeon more than a trophy room. The frame that held Kim stood in the middle of the floor--close by sat a polished wooden table with red cloth straps at the corners. On the table, Kim could see a variety of instruments and toys, whips and feathers and dildos, which Billy had recovered from the ruins of the defeated Sultan's magic bottle.
Billy followed her gaze and smiled. "That's the table Adam strapped Tommy to while he fucked him," he leered. "And I'm sure you remember this. I was able to convince Rocky that his `souvenir' belonged with the rest of our salvage." Billy picked up a small purple cat-o-nine-tails and carefully ran its velvet tips up and down Kimberly's body. She shuddered as it stroked her nipples through the thin fabric of her dress. "Wouldn't you like to feel this stinging your cute little behind?" he asked her.
At the mention of their kinky adventure, Kim's countenance slowly shifted from outrage to desire. A lascivious smile played about her lips, and her body began to undulate in the freestanding frame. Billy lowered the whip to the hem of Kimberly's dress and slowly raised the garment. Her pink panties were soaked.
"So what do I get in return?" she asked huskily.
Billy smiled a wicked smile. "You'll get whatever I feel like giving you." Replacing the whip on the table, he grasped the neck of Kimberly's dress and slowly ripped the garment down the front, exposing Kim's heaving breasts to the cool air, causing her already hardened nipples to grow taut and ripe. Billy paused, drinking in the sight of her jiggling globes as Kim writhed in her bonds. Then, in a fit of pure lust, he tore the ruined frock from her body.
Now clad in only the tiniest pair of pink panties, her wrists and ankles firmly manacled to the four corners of the wooden frame, Kim groaned and thrashed in anger and passion. "You know these won't hold me forever, Billy," she hissed. "You'll pay for shredding my favorite dress. Or is that what you really want?" Kim's eyes gleamed, and her smile grew at the thought of punishing Billy for his actions. "Maybe you should be the one strapped down and stripped naked--I'll bet your butt would just love to taste that whip too."
Billy shivered at the thought. "Maybe," he admitted, suddenly feeling a bit more generous as the hormones flooded his system. "But right now, you're my sex slave, little Pink Ranger, and your little pink posterior is about to get the spanking of its life." Billy ripped the panties from Kim's hips, leaving her totally exposed to his gaze, and his touch. He ran his hands up and down her body, causing her to moan and thrust her tits forward in desire.
"Damn you, Billy," she moaned. "Just do something, anything. Eat me, fuck me, spank me. I promise to be good if you'll just get me off!"
Billy wasn't certain he trusted her assurances, but he certainly liked what she was offering him. "All in good time," he said, "but first, I have a little something of the Sultan's that no one got to try." He moved behind Kimberly and retrieved a pair of large, furry mittens from the table. Donning them, he stepped up behind his captive and reached around to fondle her breasts and tummy. The silky soft fur tickled and tormented Kim's sensitive skin, causing her to buck her naked ass back against Billy's groin.
"I wasn't able to determine what kind of fur these are made from," he whispered in her ear. "It's even softer than chinchilla." His hands glided lower over Kim's stomach and thighs, and the Pink Ranger's moans turned to small screams of ticklish delight.
"Oh God, Billy, please please please stop. I can't stand it."
"Oh, but you don't have a choice, now do you," Billy retorted. "Just think about how hard and sharp the whip is going to feel. You'll be begging me to use these again when I'm through spanking you." He bit down on her earlobe, then ran the gloves up and down Kim's wriggling body again and again. Kim's shrieks and moans of laughter echoed inside the underground chamber. Her hips were slamming back against Billy, her slim, muscular legs and arms contracting violently against the chains that held her in place. Billy's cock throbbed at the sights and sounds of Kimberly's sweet, soft torment.
Suddenly, he stopped. Gasping, tears running down her cheeks, Kimberly hung limply in her bonds, her hips still undulating with tiny thrusts of desire. Again Billy reached for something from the table, then stepped in front of his captive to show her the long, dark cloth he held in his hands. Smiling, he approached her slowly, raising the silky ribbon to her face and tying it around her brow.
"Let's try this in the dark," he whispered, then tugged the blindfold down over Kim's flashing eyes.
"What's this for?" she protested.
"I've read that the sensations of the whip are heightened when the subject cannot perceive exactly when or where the lash is going to make contact," Billy explained. "And being the brilliant scientist that I am, I thought I would put that theory to the test." After assuring himself that Kim was indeed sightless, he lowered his mouth to her breasts. Careful to make contact only with his tongue, he lapped at her nipples with tiny flicks and swirls. At each touch, Kim's body jerked forward, only to meet empty air as Billy swiftly and silently drew back.
"Goddammit, Billy! Bite me!" Kim finally screamed. Billy's teeth closed around one of her straining buds, and her resulting groan was nearly orgasmic.
"Oh no no no, Kimmie," Billy said, as though he were reprimanding a naughty little girl. "You can't have your orgasm yet. But I do think the blindfold is having its desired effect. I believe you're ready for the whip. What do you think?"
"Ahhrrrgg!" Billy couldn't decide if Kim's answer was a groan or a snarl.
"Come on Kim. You can only come after your spanking. Now, tell me what you want."
Kim's voice was low and passionate. "I want you to spank me, little Billy," she purred. "I want to feel your little purple whip stinging my ass. Do you think you can handle that, Billy Boy?"
Kim's pleading taunts fired Billy's desire to lash her wriggling backside. Breathing in hard, furious fits of lust, he seized the whip from the table, stepped behind the beautiful bound Kimberly... and then paused. The sight of Kim's body stretched wide and secured to the frame, the tops of her shapely ankles still encased in her hiking boots, the muscles in her back and buttocks clenching and pulling at her bonds.... Her cute little ass was still thrusting back and forth... _It's just made to be whipped!_
With a swooshing sound, the whip flew through the air, its velvet tips spanking Kimberly's ass with a loud smack. The flesh rippled, her ass squirmed, and Kimberly's shriek of surprise was quickly followed by a low moan of delight.
"Again, Billy!" she commanded. "Spank my ass again!"
But still the whip didn't fall. Billy watched in silent amusement and desire as Kim thrust her butt back and forth, seeking out the stinging contact of the velvet-tipped tails. He circled her, letting his footsteps fall hard on the concrete floor so that his slave could hear his movements and wonder at his next target. Standing in front of her he swished the tips of the lashes over her breasts, barely touching the nipples, but sending Kim into a paroxysm of writhing and pleading.
"Oh, God, Billy. My ass, please, please whip my ass! I'll do anything you want--I really will! Just please give me a good spanking."
Smiling hungrily, his lust finally overcoming his desire to tease and play, Billy resumed his position behind Kimberly. He raised the whip, and then whisked it across Kim's quivering cheeks again and again in a soft, driving rhythm. Kim's butt rippled and wiggled with each smack, her hips undulating hungrily and her moans rising from low throaty purrs of approval to loud, long screams of pleasure. Alternating from cheek to cheek, Billy worked Kim's ass until it just started to blush. At the first sign of crimson, he ceased the flogging and retrieved the furred mittens.
Kim's body was glistening with sweat--her breathing was ragged and her thighs were slick with her juices. As he stepped up close behind her, Billy could feel the heat radiating from her behind and smell the scent of her lust flowing from her pores. He gently touched her ass, running the so-soft fur over her tender flesh. Kim yelped in surprise at the first contact, then moaned, leaning back into the caress. Billy felt his desire softening--where before his object had merely been to punish and play with his former friend's luscious body, now he found himself wanting to pleasure her as well. Leaning even closer, pressing her naked rump against the rough fabric of his jeans, he whispered, "If I untie you, will you do what I say?"
Kim ground back against his hardness and answered breathlessly, "I'll do anything for you, Billy. But, does this mean you won't spank me anymore?" Her voice sounded so needy, and disappointed--Billy felt his cock throbbing at Kim's wanton desire.
"I'm done with the whip," he answered, reaching up to unfasten her wrists and remove her blindfold, "but your ass is still mine. Such a naughty little girl needs to be turned over my knee so she can feel my bare hand on her spoiled little butt." Billy stepped in front of Kim and quickly ripped off his own clothing, feeling a thrill of pleasure at Kim's avid, hungry gaze as she watched him strip. He then knelt before her to unfasten her ankles--as he worked, he suddenly felt Kim's hands in his hair, roughly grasping him and pulling his face in towards her dripping pussy. For a moment, Billy complied, overcome with the heady perfume and the tangy flavor of Kim's juices. He licked and sucked greedily at her outer lips, then drove his tongue hard into her folds and stabbed at her distended clitoris. Kim's shout of pleasure, however, reminded him of his plans. He quickly withdrew, licking his lips and glancing up to see Kim's look of pouting hunger.
"Remember, you promised to obey me," he said, trying make his voice ring with authority. He retreated to a hard wooden chair, where he sat down and beckoned for Kim to come to him.
Now free of her bonds, Kim stretched and shook her arms, causing her breasts to sway delightfully. She reached around to gently rub her bottom, then turned so Billy could watch her hands gliding over the smooth, reddened globes. Looking back over her shoulder, she fixed Billy with a smoldering, wild stare, then turned and slowly stalked towards him. Billy's cock grew harder at Kim's exhibition, although a small voice seemed to warn him to watch his now unbound captive.
Kim stood in front of the chair, looking down at Billy coyly. "Tell me what I should do, Billy," she said quietly. She sucked a finger into her mouth as she stared at him.
"On your knees," Billy commanded, his lust reasserting control. "Put your hands behind your back, then suck my cock."
Kim slowly lowered herself until she knelt between Billy's outstretched legs. She clasped her hands behind her, then leaned forward, her tongue straining to reach the glistening tip of Billy's organ. Billy firmly placed his hands on either side of Kim's head and drove his cock slowly down her throat. To the accompaniment of Kim's moans and her wet sucking sounds, Billy held her in place as he fucked her mouth. His movements became harder, more urgent--he had almost decided to go ahead and fill her pretty mouth with his first creamy load, when he felt Kim's hands slithering up his sides to grasp and pinch his nipples. Instantly he thrust her backwards, knocking her to the floor.
"Oh no you don't," he snarled. "I'm the one in control here. And you've been a very bad little girl!" He roughly pulled Kim to her feet, pausing briefly as he noted the self-satisfied, mischievous curl to her lips, then sat back down in the chair and laid her over his lap. Kim's nude body wriggled and slid over his skin, pressing hard against his cock and inciting his lust even further. He raised his hand and brought it down on her bottom. Kim yelped, and her ass rippled deliciously under the heated strokes and swats of Billy's bare palm. But as his excitement mounted, the spanking started to lose its appeal. The stinging smacks slowed while Billy contemplated the luscious contact of Kim's nude form as it writhed across his naked loins. His hunger to revel in Kim's body still burned fiercely inside him, but now the desire to spank Kim was giving way to Billy's need to sink his cock into her tight, scorching pussy.
Lifting her into his arms, Billy stood, then set Kimberly on her feet and pushed her over the back of the chair. His fingers sank into the soft flesh of her buttocks, pinching and squeezing. Then, with a growl of pent-up desire, Billy plunged his cock deep inside Kim's cunt.
"Yes!" Kim shouted. "Fuck me! Fuck me!" She thrust herself back hard onto Billy's pistoning phallus and continued her shouts and snarls with each shock of Billy's hips against her tender ass. Finally, with a wolfish howl of his own, Billy came. He felt Kim's muscles clamp down brutally on his spasming cock, then suddenly his slave whirled around, capturing his manhood in her mouth and drinking down the last spurts of Billy's climax. As his senses reeled, Billy abruptly became aware of a cold, hard manacle closing over his wrist. He opened his eyes in time to see Kimberly, still on her knees with his cock imprisoned firmly between her lips, locking the cuffs and touching the control. The rush of energy forced one last surge of come out of his prick, and the last thing he saw before losing consciousness was Kimberly's pink tongue licking her lips as she eyed her prey hungrily.
"Oh, Billy, you look so cute tied to that table," she cooed. Kim had laid Billy out lengthwise on the hard, smooth surface, his ankles and wrists secured to the four corners. His naked body was splayed out before her, helpless and writhing, his cock still hard even after their furious coupling. Kim trailed her fingertips up the insides of Billy's thighs, lightly tickled his balls, and then continued upwards over the flat plain of his stomach and across the hard, trembling muscles of his chest. Billy's whimpers grew as Kim's touch traveled closer and closer to his sensitive nipples.
"You like being felt up, don't you?" Kimberly hissed. "This is what you really wanted me for, isn't it?" Kim bent and swiftly licked Billy's pecs, leaving long, wet streaks across his chest. "You want to be my plaything, Little Boy Blue?" she whispered.
"Kim, I think perhaps we should..." Billy's hesitant words were swiftly silenced by Kim's savage kiss. She plundered his mouth relentlessly, nipping at his lips and sucking hard on his tongue.
"Try again," she commanded. "I said, `Would you like to be my plaything?' If you do anything other than beg me to take you, I'll put these shiny clamps on your nipples and leave you here all by yourself." Kim retrieved a pair of silver, leather-padded clips from the floor where she had flung the Sultan's collection of sex toys and set them lightly on Billy's bare chest.
At the mention and feel of the nipple clamps, Billy's cock began to twitch and a dark blush spread over his face and chest. "Please, Kimberly," he intoned, his voice suddenly low and breathless, "take me. Please, you can whip me, if you want to. I'd like to feel your lash on my bare bottom."
"Oh, I have plans for that tight little ass, Blue Ranger. But first..." Kim scooped up the clamps and clipped them to each of Billy's hardened nubs. His body began to writhe wildly on the table and a series of sharp cries issued from his opened mouth. Kim smiled wickedly at the beautiful nude body undulating lewdly before her. Billy's cock stood straight and thick and inviting, its broad head glistening with his excruciating excitement. The muscles in his arms and legs strained against their bonds, and his ass pounded up and down, banging and rocking the table as his hips thrust in vain into the empty air.
After a few moments, Kim removed the cruel devices and gently caressed Billy's chest and arms. "Your nipples liked that, Billy, I can tell," she murmured. "They're so hard right now, so tender.... How about I kiss them and make them all better?" So saying, Kim's mouth swiftly descended on Billy's aching nubs, licking and suckling and drawing a further series of moans and whimpers from her captive. "Now," she said, finally ceasing her assault on Billy's overly sensitive flesh, "where did I put that feather?"
Kim bent to retrieve a long, rainbow-hued peacock feather, then scrambled on top of the table and straddled Billy's chest. She lazily dragged the tip of the feather across his nipples, squealing in delight as his body bucked under her, then bit her lip and considered her next move.
"You know," she said, "you've spanked and fucked me pretty good down here, Billy. But you didn't let me come, not even once. You didn't even suck on my tits very much." Her thighs clamped hard around Billy's sides as she began to rub her hot sex against the hard muscles of his abdomen. "I wanna come now, and if you do a really, really good job, I just may decide to get you off again too." Kim scooted up the length of Billy's torso until her pussy was just inches from his mouth. She ground herself against his chin, letting him drink in the pungent aroma of her excitement, then reached down and ripped the blindfold from his eyes. "I want you to see it coming," she snarled as she pressed her wet lips to his.
Kim writhed savagely on Billy's tongue, coating his face with her juices and holding his eyes in her masterful gaze. Her lips curled in a voracious grin as her body thrashed furiously back and forth. She paused suddenly, holding Billy's face deep inside her dripping sex, then released him briefly as she whirled around. Now facing his cock, Kim was delighted to find it pulsing and reddened. "Oh, Billy, I can see that you like eating my pussy," she cooed. "But you're going to like this way even better." Kim eased her still-tender ass back onto Billy's face, swaying her hips and caressing Billy's cheeks with the soft flesh of her own. "Kiss me," she breathed, "use that wicked tongue on my ass, and maybe I'll give you another taste of my pussy." Billy's tongue caressed the swell of Kimberly's bottom with gentle licks. Kim purred and stretched at the warm, teasing sensation, then gasped in pleasure as Billy's tongue swiped up the crack of her ass and delved into the dark recesses of her opening. As the wet organ wiggled its way inside her, Kim gave a short squeal of delight. "Oh my, you're so nasty," she sang in her spoiled-little-girl voice. "I think you've earned this." Kim rocked her hips back until her pussy covered Billy's open mouth. "Now eat me!" she growled.
Billy resumed his oral assault on Kim's dripping sex. She moaned at the feel of his tongue as it glided up and down the length of her slit, lapping at her opening then traveling up to flick at her hardened clit. As she settled herself further down onto Billy's face, she reached out with the peacock feather, trailing its soft tip up and down Billy's thighs. When the feather finally made contact with his balls, Billy's rumbling moan sent shivers racing deep into Kimberly's cunt. Her lips curved in a smile of hungry pleasure, she applied the feather again to Billy's writhing testicles and watched in delight as his cock jerked and pulsed with each ticklish brush. Billy's moans and whimpers were sending wave after wave of tremors through Kim's sex--her clit felt tight and ready to explode. She rocked her hips hard against Billy's tongue, bucking faster and faster on his face. As the orgasm overcame her, she threw the feather aside and grasped Billy's cock in a two-fisted embrace, stroking and pulling and demanding that his climax accompany hers. Billy's body spasmed under her, his come arcing up to splatter across her tits even as her nectar filled his mouth and her thighs clamped hard around his ears.
Finally, Kim climbed down from her perch. She gently stroked Billy's hair, then bent to give him a tiny kiss. As her tongue flicked out to trace the contours of his lips with a delicate touch, the scent of her own juices seemed to fire her excitement anew. Kim thrust her tongue further into Billy's open mouth, lapping and sucking the pungent taste from his tongue and cheeks. "Mmmm," she growled, "you're delicious, Billy. You look and taste so good with my come all over your face!" Kim again bent to feed savagely at Billy's mouth, her fingers tangling roughly in his hair. Breathlessly, she disengaged his tongue and pressed her come-covered tits to his mouth. "Does yours taste good on me?" she whispered. Billy's tongue lovingly licked Kim's tits clean, and his "Mmmmm" of delight at the taste of his hot come on Kim's sweet breasts brought a contented smile to the Pink Ranger's face.
As she bent to take tiny, playful nips at Billy's nose and cheeks, Kim's hand trailed down Billy sweaty, trembling form. Taking his rapidly reviving cock in her hand, she stroked it with a slow, maddening rhythm and murmured, "You're mine now, aren't you?"
Billy's nod was weak, but his eyes shone with a deep desire for his friend. "You said you had plans for my ass," he whispered nervously. "Are you going to spank me now?"
Kim unfastened Billy's manacles and ordered him to stand and lean over the width of the table. Stretching his arms wide, she once again bound his wrists, then bent to retrieve something from the floor. Walking around in front of her captive, she smiled sweetly and said, "Spank you? Why Billy, you've been such a good little boy--of course I'm not going to spank you." Kim held a wide V-shaped leather object in front of Billy's face. "I'm going to fuck you, just the way you like it." She cast a surreptitious glance around the room and whispered, "Tommy and Trini have told me how tight your ass is. Now I wanna find out for myself!"
Kim caressed the toy, turning it so that Billy could see the two long, thick dildos joined at the base by a single scrotum. They seemed to pulse in the chamber's low light. Kim held one of the tips to Billy's lips. "Open up," she whispered, then slowly fed inch after inch of the life-like leather cock into Billy's open mouth. Kim pumped the phallus in and out a few times, then dropped to her knees and engulfed the other end in her own sweet mouth. She began to fellate the cock, swallowing more and more until the tip rested deep in the back of her throat. With each bob of her head, the other phallus slid further into Billy's mouth until both teens had deep-throated the two dildos. Their faces just scant inches from one another, their noses almost touching, Kim smiled around the cock stretching her lips and gazed darkly into the eyes of the man she was about to sodomize. Allowing the cock to slide from her mouth, she whispered, "This is the end that's going to fuck me, and that's the end that's gong to fuck you, Billy." She pulled the fake cock from between his lips and caressed his cheek with its tip. "So you'd better get it good and wet."
Kim spread her legs and pushed the tip of the double phallus against her opening, slowly impaling herself with a smile of wanton satisfaction. Once the entire length had disappeared inside her pussy, she fastened a series of thin leather straps around her waist and between her legs to hold it firmly in place, then approached Billy once again. As she walked, the phallus shifted inside her, lighting her features with a pure, licentious delight. "Ooooh, Billy, it feels almost as good as you did inside me," she murmured, then giggled, "Maybe even better!" She reached down to stroke the other phallus, which rose from between her slim thighs, jutting out just like a real cock, and once again pushed the tip against Billy's lips, commanding, "Suck my dick!" Kim pumped Billy's mouth hard until the dildo gleamed wetly, then thrust his face away roughly and stepped back just out of reach. She laughed mockingly as Billy's tongue sought a final taste of her cock.
"Now it's time to get reamed, Billy Boy," she said sweetly, then circled around Billy's bound body. Stepping up behind him, she placed the tip of her cock at his nether entrance and pushed hard, eliciting a strangled cry from her captive. Kim thwacked Billy's butt with her open hand, then bit her lip, momentarily confused at his evident discomfort. Withdrawing, she retrieved a bottle of lube and emptied it over Billy's behind, working her fingers up and down his crack, then pushing two slick digits in and out until she felt him opening up and relaxing into the invasion. Her other hand spread the oil over Billy's butt in slow circles, smoothing the gleaming globes, then pinching and grabbing at the soft flesh. Unable to resist, Kim gave Billy's ass a few quick slaps. Billy's hips rocked and twisted under the assault, his cheeks rippling and his opening clenching hard around Kimberly's fingers. "Now," he moaned, "fuck me now, Kim!"
Once again introducing the broad tip into his hole, the Pink Ranger pushed steadily, driving the full length deep into Billy's rectum. Pulling back she began a series of slow penetrating lunges, watching in fascination at her phallus sliding in and out of Billy's quivering bottom. As she buried the cock deep inside him, she felt the phallus within her stroking the walls of her pussy and sending fiery jolts through her hardened clit. Her strokes became rougher, bolder, and soon Kimberly was seesawing her cock in and out, fucking both herself and her captive with raw, wanton abandon. Her hands closed over his hips, and she slammed into him again and again and again. "Take it, Billy, take it," she chanted. "Take it all!"
"My turn to play," he breathed in her ear, giving her ass a sharp, stinging swat.
"I don't follow your orders anymore, Tommy," Kim retorted, "and like I said, Billy's ass is mine. If you've finally worked up the courage to join in, you're going to have to find somewhere else to shove your dick." Kim's hips continued to drive the dildo into Billy's backside, even as her arms strained against the silken cord tethering her wrists.
Tommy wrapped his arms around Kim's body, pressing his hard organ against her flushed cheeks and pinning her between himself and the prone Blue Ranger. As he thrust his hips forward, propelling the leather dildos deeper into both Kim and Billy, he gathered Kim's breasts in his hands, pulling and tugging at her rigid nipples. His mouth descended to her neck, nuzzling then biting at the soft flesh of her throat and shoulders. His falling hair caused a shiver of lust to pass through the girl's body as it trailed over her sensitive skin. Involuntarily, her hips thrust back against Tommy's cock and a low purr of desire rumbled deep in her chest.
"So defiant," Tommy whispered with a small chuckle. "Okay, Kim, you go ahead and fuck Billy all you want. In fact, I think I'll go take advantage of his mouth while I watch you do it. But just remember this--Billy's ass may be yours, but your cute little butt belongs to me."
Tommy knelt quickly behind Kim and ran his tongue over her quivering flesh. Kim moaned and wiggled as Tommy's tongue lavished her bottom, then gave a sharp squeak as his teeth deliberately bit down on the soft swell of her butt. With wet, suckling kisses, Tommy mouthed his way up Kim's back until once again his lips and teeth were nibbling at her ear.
"Mmmm, I knew you couldn't resist me," he growled. Kim's bound hands had managed to grasp his swollen cock, and she was attempting to push herself back onto it as best she could. "But you're going to have to wait. I'll bet Billy wants some of my cock too."
Tommy stepped to the other side of the table, where he regarded Kimberly's expression of savage frustration with amusement. He knelt before Billy and tangled his hands in the sandy-blond hair, raising his friend's face to his own. He held the Blue Ranger's gaze darkly, then delivered a small peck on his lips.
"For such a smart guy, you've gotten yourself into a pretty compromising position, Billy," he said quietly. "You've done some very nasty things down here with my girlfriend--not that I didn't enjoy watching you do them." The corners of Tommy's mouth quirked upwards in a mocking smile. "But I think you both look much sexier strapped down and under my command."
Tommy crushed his lips against Billy's, then pried them open and explored his mouth with hard thrusts of his tongue. Billy returned the kiss willingly, moaning into Tommy's mouth. When the White Ranger pulled away, he regarded his friend with a mildly puzzled look. Billy's smile was inviting, even hungry, but his eyes seemed more open, warmer, than when he had first snatched Kimberly.
"I'm going to fuck your mouth now, Billy," Tommy said fiercely, trying to reassert his dominance over his former teammate. Billy only smiled and licked his lips.
Tommy stood and stroked his swollen cock, wiping the soft glans over Billy's cheeks, then lifting the shaft and rubbing his heavy balls against Billy's lips. The Blue Ranger's tongue snaked out to lick at his friend's testicles, then curled around the sensitive sac and drew them into the warmth of his mouth. Tommy continued to stroke his shaft as Billy tongued his balls.
"That's it, Billy," he encouraged. "You'd better lick `em real good if you want a taste of my cock."
Billy's answering moan sent a rumble of pleasure rippling through Tommy's phallus. Unable to hold back, he pulled away from Billy's suckling, then placed his cock firmly against his lips. Billy's tongue flicked out to taste the precum flowing from the throbbing organ. Impatiently, Tommy grasped his bound teammate's hair and roughly forced his cock down Billy's throat. The young man seemed to gag for a moment on the thickness, then he began swallowing, his throat muscles caressing the length of Tommy's shaft as his tongue lapped at the base. Tommy's thrusts were long and slow--with his head tilted back, his eyes closed, he stroked in and out of his friend's mouth, delighting at the thought of Billy's helpless and willing surrender.
As Tommy's pace gradually increased, he released Billy's disheveled locks to run his hands over his own sweaty chest, teasing his nipples and caressing his hard muscles. Hearing a soft moan, he opened his eyes to find Kimberly ogling him wantonly.
"Oh my yes," she sighed, "play with yourself while he blows you!" Her hips were rotating in short, hard thrusts as she worked her toy in and out of Billy's ass. "I wanna see just how good Billy's mouth makes you feel."
Tommy's smile was distorted by the wild pleasure that Billy's tongue and lips sent thrilling through his cock. He found Kim's lustful stare both exciting and maddening. Her tits bounced and swayed before him, just out of reach. His eyes fastened on hers as they matched rhythms, fucking Billy in a fierce coupling, each passionate thrust seeming to draw them closer and closer to one another. With a shattering cry, Tommy jetted into Billy's mouth. His orgasm seemed to shoot through Billy, whose hips slammed back against Kimberly--he saw his own pleasure reflected in Kim's steady gaze, then slowly, her expression shifted from sympathetic hunger to mocking lust. As Billy's tongue milked Tommy's cock, pulling and sucking and refusing to let the quivering phallus grow soft, Kimberly withdrew her hands from behind her back and flung the cord in Tommy's face.
"If Billy's chains couldn't hold me, what makes you think a little piece of silk could?" she jeered. "Now I'm going to fuck Billy's ass until he comes, and if you think you're up to it, get over here and do the same to me."
For a moment, Tommy stood frozen and unsure in the aftermath of his climax, but Kim's heated gaze once more inflamed his passions. He knelt before Billy and kissed him again, all the while acutely aware of Kim intently watching his every move. His tongue twined with Billy's, and the shared taste of his come seemed to spur both men on. They moaned and mouthed each other, their soft masculine lips pressing and sliding together. Tommy knotted his fingers in Billy's hair and plundered his mouth to the rhythm of Kim's rocking thrusts.
"Oh please oh please," Kim's voice came to him, this time tempered with her need. "Oh God, do me too, Tommy. I need it!"
With a final, almost tender kiss, Tommy released Billy and moved to Kimberly. His arms encircled her, his fingers sought her stiff nipples, and his tongue and teeth tormented her neck. She thrust her bottom back against Tommy's cock.
"Did you like that?" Tommy demanded. "Did you like seeing me kiss Billy, watching my cock disappear down his throat, watching me touch myself while another man made me come?"
Kim only moaned and rubbed her ass harder against Tommy's straining cock.
"Tell me what you need, Kimberly. I want to hear your sweet little voice asking me to do nasty things to you. Tell me!" His fingers twisted her nipples in a cruel pinch.
"Ahhh!" Kim gasped. "Do me our special way. Fuck my ass, Tommy, please, please."
His manhood still slick from Billy's mouth, Tommy positioned the tip at Kim's opening and thrust forward, driving Kim's phallus deeper into Billy even as his own cock stretched and spread Kimberly's anus. Steadily, relentlessly, he penetrated his girlfriend's ass, moaning at the tightness, and at the delicious touch of the large leather toy resting deep inside her cunt. Tiny little Kimberly, impaled, shivered against him, her head canted back onto his chest, her hands savagely gripping Billy's ass.
Tommy withdrew, leaving just the crown within, then thrust forward, nearly lifting Kimberly off her feet. Giving her nipples a final squeeze, he dropped his hands down to her pussy, exploring the dildo which joined her to Billy, then spreading her lips wide and stroking her clit to the rhythm of their fucking. Billy's moans joined Kim's as Tommy seemingly took them both, his hips slamming into Kim's ass and propelling the dildos furiously into both his lovers. Soon, Billy cried out, his cock spurting against the satiny surface of the table. Kim's orgasm followed--she stiffened in Tommy's embrace, a silent scream twisting her features even as her muscles clamped around the hard shafts inside her. As she slumped forward, Tommy held her hips and pounded feverishly into her ass, plundering hard within the tightening grip until his orgasm burst forth, his come streaming deep into Kim even as a white light seemed to explode within his mind.
"Billy?" Kim queried groggily. "What happened?" She attempted to rise, only to discover herself weighed down by Tommy, and still firmly impaled. "Tommy, get off of us," she ordered, then squealed as he withdrew.
"Did we just do what I think we just did?" Tommy asked.
Kim tried to rise, then blushed furiously when she realized how she and Billy were yoked together. Gingerly, she eased the phallus from Billy's sore backside, then unstrapped and removed the other end from herself while Tommy unfastened Billy's bonds. The three teens slumped to the cool floor, looking a bit dazed, though satisfied.
"The Hate Master's spell must have warped our reactions to the Power hormones," Billy theorized. "Love turned to lust, friendship to envy, sexual attraction to aggression and hunger... and all our inhibitions just shut down."
"You mean we secretly wanted to tie each other up and get our butts spanked?" Kim asked incredulously.
"Well, not to this extent," Billy replied, "but remember what happened in the Sultan's Magic Bottle. Each one of us has a slightly kinky side--we just usually temper it with our love and friendship."
"Besides," Tommy grinned bashfully, "it was kinda fun, wasn't it?"
Kim stuck her tongue out at him, then grinned back. "Wellll... Billy did look awfully cute strapped to that table."
"So what happened, Billy?" Tommy asked, absently stroking Kim's hair as she rested her head against his shoulder. "What broke the spell?"
"I can't be sure until I run a complete analysis back at the Command Center, but I believe that the release of hormones helped to counteract the effects of the Hate Master's evil dust. It appears that after two orgasms, the victim's natural disposition returns."
"Thank goodness," Kim replied, rising and stretching, then rubbing her sore behind. "I don't think my bottom could've taken much more... Hey, wait a minute! You came twice before Tommy ever joined in. How come the spell was stronger on you?"
Billy's face turned beet red. "Actually, uh, it did wear off after my second climax... but I was tied down, you know," he stammered.
Tommy looked at him quizzically, and Kim cocked an eyebrow, then tilted Billy's face up to meet her amused gaze.
"Well," he confessed, grinning sheepishly, "I guess I was having so much fun...."
Kim kissed him, then snuggled back down between her two friends. "You know, Billy, you owe me a dress, and you're going to have to find something for me to wear for now. I can't go back to the Youth Center in nothing but a pair of handcuffs."
Billy smiled at the mental picture.
"And we have another problem, too," Tommy remarked soberly. "Rocky and Adam are still under the Hate Master's spell. Is there any other way to help them, Billy?"
"None that I'm currently aware of. Maybe we should bring them down here."
"Definitely," Kim added with a mischievous grin. "The way those two have been behaving lately, I think they could both use a good spanking!"