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I am posting the "Master Chris" series in seven parts. I
hope this stimulates other people to post collections of
quality stories. I would also like to hear responses from
others about the following 'missing' stories
There seems to be a genuine _missing_ story. It's
#20 - mentioned in the index but never written (according to the
Master). Just in case that is in error and you have a #20,
please post it.
Does anyone know if any stories after #77 even exist?
Please post them if you have them.
The Story #47 is 'For a Price'. I have posted 5 parts to
this story (thru Wednesday), but there should be more.
Again, if anyone has any more parts, please post them.
If you have any stories to add to this collection, just
email them to me and I will post them.
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55 Alicia's Descent into Submission
Chapter 1: Alicia is Bound for the First Time
The alarm went off promptly at 7 am and from under the covers a hand
snaked out to turn it off. Then, almost reluctantly, the hand pushed the
covers down to reveal the tousled blond hair of a very pretty girl. Alicia
opened her eyes and stretched.
"Mmmmmmm, Friday", she said to herself.
She was tempted to just roll over and go back to sleep but she knew that she
had to get right away if she was going to make it to work on time.
Stretching
once more like a cat languishing in a ray of sunshine, Alicia rolled herself
out of bed. As usually, she had been sleeping in the nude and so it was a
naked image of herself that greeted her in the full length mirror in her
bedroom. Alicia reached her hands up toward the ceiling and watched as her
firm breasts were pulled upward. She stretched right up on tiptoe and then
grinned at herself, "Good morning you sexy devil. Now get into a shower!"
The petite blond scuttled into the bathroom and a moment later, the sound of
the shower could be heard as she began to get ready for work. By 7:30,
Alicia was showered and dressed. Today, she was in a tight leather skirt and
a white silk blouse. The blouse was thin enough that she could easily make
out the pattern of the lacy camisole she had put under it. Her breasts were
firm enough that a bra was not required and she rarely wore one. Tonight
was her date with her boyfriend Jeffrey and she knew she's probably not
have time to come back to change. Alicia took another look at herself in the
mirror and then decided on one last change. She quickly pulled off her skirt
and pantyhose and began digging through her lingerie drawer. It didn't take
long to find what she was looking for. The black garter belt and the seemed
stockings were perfect. "Jeffrey will love these." she thought to herself as
she pulled the black leather skirt back up her long tanned legs. No one
could
tell that she was wearing stockings instead of pantyhose but she would know
and the thought of the sexy underthings made her shiver with anticipation.
With a glance at her watch Alicia grabbed her things and dashed for the
door. The bus was just pulling up as Alicia arrived at the bus stop. By 8:30
she was at her desk at the Voyager Insurance Company where she had been
the receptionist for almost a year now. The morning passed quickly and
before she knew it, lunchtime had arrived. Alicia picked up her purse and
headed downstairs. As usual, Alicia was meeting her girlfriend Janet at the
delicatessen for lunch. Janet was already there by the time she arrived.
Although Janet was also very pretty, her looks were a sharp contrast to
Alicia's. She was about 5'7" with flaming red hair that was now curly. Her
figure was long and lean where Alicia was petite. Both girls had great
figures. In fact, Alicia and Janet had met at an aerobics class two years
before and had instantly become close friends. Janet's most striking feature
were her bright green eyes that were set off by her red hair perfectly.
"Hi" said Janet as Alicia settled down at the table. "Boy, you look dressed
to
kill. Are you planning to take advantage of Jeffrey tonight?"
Alicia giggled, "Are you kidding, I even wore my 'fuck-me' pumps." She
said, showing off her high-heels. "They'd better live up to their name."
Now it was Janet's turn to giggle. "Is he that good?"
"Mmmmm", smiled Alicia, "last week he spent almost two hours giving me
an all-over body massage with warm oil. When he had me slippery in every
nook and cranny, he went down on me and drove me right up the wall!"
Janet sighed, "I wish I could find a guy that cares about me like that. All
the
dates I get seem to be losers."
"You'll find somebody." said Alicia "You must meet all kinds of men at the
clinic."
Janet worked at the local medical clinic as a nurse. "Go out with a patient?
I
don't think so."
The girls chatted over lunch before going back to work. "Have a good time
tonight" smiled Janet. Alicia laughed, "I'll tell you all about it tomorrow.
Jeff promised me a surprise tonight."
The afternoon passed slowly for Alicia. Her eyes seemed to stray to the
clock on the wall every few minutes. At about 4 o'clock Jeffrey called her.
"Hi sweetheart. Are you ready for our date?"
"You bet." Alicia murmured, "When do I find out about my surprise?"
Jeffrey laughed "When it's time. Shall I pick you up at your office?"
"Sure" said Alicia "I'm already dressed to go out."
"Great I'll see you at 5:30 then."
At 5:30 exactly, Jeffrey's Mercedes pulled into the Voyager parking lot.
Alicia jumped in and they were soon on their way out of town on the
freeway.
"Where are we going?" asked Alicia.
"To a great little Italian restaurant just out of the city." replied
Jeffrey.
He reached out to stroke Alicia's stockinged thigh and Alicia put her hand
over his. "I have a surprise for you too." she said.
"Oh?" asked Jeffrey.
Alicia gently pulled Jeff's right hand up her thigh, pushing back her
leather
skirt until his hand reached the top of her stocking and was resting on the
warm flesh of her upper thigh.
"Mmmm" said Jeffrey, raising his eyebrows. "No panties either?"
Alicia felt his hand push further up, toward her lace panties but she pushed
it
back down her leg.
"You'll just have to wait and see." she said teasingly.
The restaurant was, as promised, beautiful and both Jeffrey and Alicia
thoroughly enjoyed the fine cuisine. Alicia kept asking about her surprise
but Jeffrey wouldn't tell her. It would be the most exciting thing she had
ever experienced he promised. His teasing aroused Alicia and by the time
they were sipping an after dinner drink, she was both hot and anxious to go
home.
"So, tell me," said Jeffrey in a low voice, "Are you wearing panties under
that leather skirt?"
Alicia giggled "Yes" she said "And they're very sexy too."
Jeffrey smiled. There was something about the way that he looked at her that
made Alicia blush. It was like he could see right through her.
"Take them off Alicia." he said.
Alicia's eyes widened a little at the suggestion. What the hell, she thought
as
she pushed herself back from the table.
"I think I'll go powder my nose." she said while giving him a devilish
smile.
Within a couple of minutes she was back. "All done." she whispered as she
sat back down. The feeling of being naked under her skirt was amazingly
erotic. It was one of the most daring things she'd ever done. It was to be
far
surpassed before the evening was over.
Jeffrey smiled again "Good girl. Now give them to me."
Alicia's eyes were wide as she stared at Jeffrey's outstretched hand.
"Give them to me." He repeated quietly. Jeffrey's eyes never left hers as
Alicia felt inside her purse for the pink lace panties. Crumpling them up
into
a tight ball in her fist, she reached over and gave them to Jeffrey. Alicia
felt
a hot blush cover her face as she realized that he would immediately feel
that
they were damp from her own juices.
Jeffrey stood up and reached for Alicia with his empty hand. "Come." he
said "It's time to go. You won't be needing these." Alicia watched him
reach out and drop her panties on the table as he pulled her toward the
door.
She had never felt so embarrassed in her life and yet, at the same time, she
had never felt hotter in her life. Once out in the car, Jeffrey opened her
door
for her and helped her into the car. As soon as she was sitting he shook his
head.
"No, I want you sitting with your bare bottom on the seat. Lift your skirt
until you can do that."
Alicia felt herself lifting her skirt as though in a dream. She had no idea
why
she was obeying him but she felt good about doing it. The cool leather of
the
seat was shocking to her hot wet slit. She wondered what other requests
she'd be accepting before the night was over.
Jeffrey pulled the car out onto the freeway and headed back to the city.
Each
car they passed made Alicia feel even more naked. Even though she knew
they couldn't see into her lap, she felt as though they could. Jeffrey
didn't
make it any easier when he pulled her hands from her lap and made her keep
herself uncovered. Alicia kept waiting for Jeffrey to reach over and play
with her exposed pussy but he didn't. It seemed enough that she had put it
on display for him. It was quite late by the time Jeffrey's car pulled into
the
car park of his condo. He came around to her side to open the door and held
out his hand to help her out of the car. When they got into the elevator,
Jeffrey had another surprise for her. Alicia looked down to see him holding
a
black silk scarf in his hands.
"Close your eyes." he said.
Alicia closed her eyes and felt his gentle hands tying the scarf over her
eyes.
The effect was immediate. She had never felt so helpless or vulnerable in
her
life. What if someone saw her she wondered. A pretty blond girl in her sexy
and revealing clothes wearing a blindfold. What would they think? She
heard the elevator doors open and Jeffrey's grip on her arm led her forward
into the corridor. Suddenly Alicia realized that she didn't even know if
this
was Jeffrey's floor. What did he have planned, she wondered. Alicia heard
the sound of a door being opened and then she was led into the room. Jeffrey
walked her forward slowly until she felt she was in the middle of the room.
Jeffrey's hand left her and she heard him moving a few feet in front of her.
She was left standing in the middle of the room wondering what would be
next.
"Take off your blouse Ali." said Jeffrey.
Alicia reached up for the buttons on her blouse. She hesitated for a moment
as she thought occurred to her that Jeffrey might not even be alone. With
this blindfold on, there might be a dozen people in the room and she'd never
know. She knew she could just reach up and take on the silk blindfold but
for some reason, she was more excited with it on. Her hands trembled a
little
as she unbuttoned the first button of her blouse. Alicia let the white silk
blouse fall to the floor leaving her in her skirt and camisole.
"Now the camisole Ali."
Alicia took a deep breath and then carefully pulled the cami over her head
making sure she didn't dislodge the blindfold. She let the lace covering
drop
on top of her blouse and then felt her arms naturally reach up to cover her
breasts. Alicia heard Jeffrey get up out of the chair in front of her and
move
toward her. His hands gently took hers and pulled them up and back until
they were behind her head. Alicia obediently clasped her hands behind her
head and let Jeffrey position her elbows slightly further back. The effect
of
this position was not lost on Alicia who felt her breasts pulling up as
though
for inspection. Her nipples which were easily aroused anyway, stiffened
until they were sticking out to their full 1/2 inch length. For some strange
reason, this embarrassed Alicia more than being topless and exposed. That
Jeffrey now knew that she was aroused seemed to make Ali feel even more
vulnerable. She heard Jeff move again to the easy chair that was a few feet
in front of her. She went to lower her hands but Jeff stopped her.
"No, stay like that. I like you like that."
Alicia blushed under her blindfold as she obediently stayed still, on
display
for her boyfriend. Finally he let her lower her arms. "Now take off your
skirt
Alicia." he said.
Ali felt her hands trembling as she pulled the zipper of the black leather
skirt
down her side. The skirt fell to her ankles and Alicia stepped out of it.
"Hands back behind your head, if you please." said Jeff.
Alicia clasped her hands back behind her head, letting Jeffrey enjoy the
sight
of her now almost naked body. She couldn't see herself but she imagined the
sight and the thought made her even more aroused. Alicia imagined fantasy
after fantasy of what might happen next. She pictured herself as a harem
slave in the desert, positioned to please her master. She imagined that
there
were many people in the room, examining her or that perhaps, she was a
slave girl, on auction to the highest bidder. Alicia got so caught up in her
thoughts that she didn't even hear Jeff get up and move toward her. His
touch, when it came, had her gasp with surprise. All of a sudden, the tips
of
his fingers were rolling her tight nipples, squeezing gently.
"Are you ready for an adventure?" he whispered.
"Oh yes" breathed Alicia.
"Good" said Jeff "Will you obey my instructions?"
Alicia swallowed "Yes Sir" she said.
Jeffrey smiled at the reply. "Lower your arms" he said.
Alicia felt his hands take hers and lead her forward again. This time, the
route seemed to take them toward the bedroom. Once inside the room,
Jeffrey paused for a moment and then Alicia felt an unusual sensation. Jeff
was putting a wrist band of some kind around her wrists. They seemed soft
and comfortable but strong at the same time. The straps were about two
inches wide and Jeff fastened them snugly around each wrist. Ali felt her
wrists pulled toward Jeff again and then she heard a clicking sound. The
sound must have been a clip of some kind because now, she could feel that
her wrists were attached together.
Jeffrey moved the petite blond over to the bed and gently lay her on her
back. Alicia felt her hands being pulled toward the head of the bed and then
another click fastened them to a rope or strap of some kind at the
headboard.
Alicia was now blindfolded, naked and bound and she had never been more
turned on in her life. She felt Jeff's hands trail down her ribcage, move
across her belly and then down along her stockinged thighs. Alicia let her
knees fall open for him, hoping that he'd touch her there next but he did
not.
The teasing went on for a while. First her belly, then the inside of her
thighs,
then up to her breasts to tug at the rock hard nipples. Alicia started to
moan.
She was dying to have Jeff take her but still he did not.
"Oh God..." she said, "I am so hot. Fuck me."
"Beg me like a little slave girl." whispered Jeff.
By this time Alicia was willing to do anything if only Jeff would let her
come.
"Oh please, please touch me, please let me come, Pleeeeaaaaassseee."
Jeff hands slid lower until his fingertips were touching her soaking pussy
lips. Very, very slowly he grasped the edges of her pink inner lips and
pulled
them toward him and then wide apart, leaving her pussy and clit open and
exposed.
Alicia felt Jeff's hot breath at her pussy a moment before his tongue. The
tip
of Jeff's tongue touched the tip of her clit and Ali jumped as though she'd
had an electric shock. She cried out and moaned as he sucked her into her
mouth and then lashed his tongue back and forth across her over-stimulated
clitoris. Alicia could not last long with this kind of treatment. She felt
the
beginnings of an orgasm start deep inside her belly and her feet pushed her
pussy up into her boyfriend. Jeff's hands reached up along her side and each
grasped one of her elongated nipples between thumb and forefinger. He
pulled them up slowly but strongly until Alicia felt her breasts being
pulled
by the nipples up. The sensation was too much for her. She cried out again
and again as her whole body contracted in a huge orgasm. She felt herself as
though from a distance tugging helplessly at her bonds as Jeff's tongue slid
up and down and across her hot and hard clit. Just when she was sure that it
was over, a new wave would crash over her and she'd come all over again. It
was an eternity of pleasure. Finally, it was over. Alicia was covered in
sweat
and her own juices. She was limp. She had no strength left to move. She felt
Jeffrey undoing the wrist straps and finally her blindfold. She looked up
into
his deep blue eyes and smiled.
"That was the best. The best ever. No one has ever made me come like that."
Jeffrey smiled back at her. "Would you like to have more adventures like
that one?"
"Are you kidding? Of course."
"Do you understand that you'd have to obey me. I might ask more of you
than you expect to give. You'll have to trust me absolutely."
"I trust you and I'll.... obey you." she said finally.
"Good girl." said Jeff "Now go to sleep. There will be many more
adventures to come starting tomorrow."
Chapter 2: Alicia submits to Jeffrey
It had been almost a month since Alicia's first foray into the exciting
world
of dominance and submission and she had Jeffrey had enjoyed adventure
after adventure. Alicia had found a whole new level of excitement in
surrendering herself totally to her lover's desires. Just putting on a
blindfold
was now enough to cause her pussy to literally drip with excitement. Jeffrey
had tied Alicia in a number of different positions each more exposing than
the last. She had enjoyed being bound to her bed on her back with her hands
fastened to the headboard and her ankles spread to the bottom corners. A
variation on this had Jeffrey bend her knees and tied them wide apart to the
sides of the bed thus opening her slit wide apart.
One night Jeffrey had blindfolded her and had tied her standing with her
hands pulled toward the ceiling. Her ankles were also tied wide apart. It
had
been her favorite position so far. Standing there with her breasts pointing
proudly forward, she had imagined herself on display as though at a slave
auction from a bygone era. Jeffrey had left her like that for quite a while
and
had brought all of her senses to a fever pitch by slowly and gently rubbing
warm oil over her entire helpless body. He had finally taken her, still
standing, until they both cried out in orgasm. Alicia had come so powerfully
that she had hung weakly in her bonds, quivering as tears streamed down her
face.
Last weekend, Jeffrey had put her in what was, by far, the position that
Alicia felt most vulnerable in. On Saturday night at his home, Jeffrey had
blindfolded her and then undressed her completely. He led her into the
living
room until she felt the cold leather of the back of his easy chair touch her
thighs. Jeffrey had attached the, by now familiar, straps to her wrists and
then gently pushed her forward until she was bent double with her head
touching the seat. Jeffrey had tied her wrists to the forward arms of the
chair
and then spread her feet and fastened her ankles wide apart. He had left her
like that for a long time before finally touching her and by the time he did
Alicia was soaked.
She had imagined what she must look like from her boyfriend's vantage
point. Her long tanned legs were stretched tight down and wide apart. Alicia
could feel a faint breeze between her opened thighs and knew that Jeffrey
had a perfect view of her dark pussy from behind. She was sure that he
would be able to see her juices on her puffed out slit. Alicia had pictured
herself in Jeffrey's position and realized that her bottom was stretched
tight
across the leather chair and the her buttocks were opened wide apart
exposing her anus. Alicia felt herself tremble as she wondered if Jeffrey
planned to touch her there.
Alicia had always considered that part of her anatomy to be private and had
never let any of her lovers touch her there. She was somehow embarrassed
when even she touched her herself. It was kind of naughty to finger her
bottom but whenever she did it was the most exciting thing ever. Now, here
she was, bent over, helplessly exposing her bottom to her lover. Jeffrey's
hands had finally touched her. Starting at her ankles and trailing up the
backs of her calves to her knees and then up along the insides of her thighs
to her dark, dusky bush now wet with her own juices. Alicia shivered with
delight as she remembered how Jeffrey's fingers slid down from the small of
her back through the valley between her buttocks. Alicia had gasped as his
fingers had crossed the sensitive opening of her anus. Alicia still wasn't
sure
if she was disappointed or thankful that he hadn't lingered there. The sex
that night, with Jeffrey taking her while she was still bent over the chair,
was
the best ever.
That had been last Saturday and now, here it was Friday morning and Alicia
hadn't seen Jeffrey since. Each night when they talked, Jeffrey promised to
outdo himself next time.
"When?" had asked Alicia.
"When it's time." had said Jeffrey with a smile.
Alicia had waited anxiously each night for Jeffrey to start an 'adventure,'
but each night their talk was pleasant but decidedly asexual.
Alicia was getting ready for work when the phone rang.
"Hi." said Jeff "Are you ready for an adventure?"
Alicia giggled "Yes Sir."
"Good girl." said Jeffrey "Have you dressed for work yet?"
"Not yet." replied Alicia.
"Okay I want you to dress in a short white skirt. Wear the pleated one that
goes about half-way to your knees. Wear the pale blue cotton blouse with it.
Pick out a pair of heels too. Oh, and there's to be no other clothing; no
panties, no bra, no stockings, nothing. Plan to spend your lunch hour at my
office. Take a cab so that you're there by 12:15. Any questions?"
"No."
"Good. See you later then."
Alicia pulled the clothes Jeffrey had asked for out of the closet and jumped
into a quick shower. As she dressed, she could feel her excitement building.
She was sure she'd be soaking wet by lunchtime. 'What would he do to her
this time?' she wondered, 'Would he tie her up in his office?'
What excited Alicia most is that she had no idea what would be demanded
of her just that she would have to obey him. The morning at work seemed
interminable.
Alicia kept looking at the clock and willing it to go faster. Finally noon
arrived and Alicia was out of the building and into a waiting cab by 12:01.
During the 10-minute ride she thought over and over again about what might
happen. She felt her heat rise as possibility after possibility ran through
her
mind. Alicia paid the driver and hurried into the tall office building where
Jeffrey worked. A few moments later, Ali exited an elevator on the 18th
floor.
Jeffrey's office was down the corridor. Alicia took a deep breath before
opening the door and walking in.
As usual, Jeffrey's receptionist Kathy was in the lobby. Kathy and Alicia
had met a number of times. Kathy smiled as she walked in.
"Hello Alicia. Jeffrey said to give this to you and to have you wait for him
in
his office."
The pretty young receptionist handed Alicia a large envelope. Alicia looked
down and saw the word 'Instructions' printed on the envelope in Jeffrey's
handwriting. She looked up to see a knowing smile on Kathy's face. Alicia
blushed a deep red in embarrassment as she realized that Kathy now knew
that she was submissive.
Alicia quickly moved into Jeffrey's spacious office and closed the door
behind her with a sigh of relief. Jeffrey's office was luxuriously
furnished.
His large oak desk was at one end. At the other end were a small conference
table and a small sofa. The office was covered with wall-to-wall carpeting.
Alicia sat down at the conference table and opened the envelope. Inside
were a black silk scarf and a letter. Alicia's heart quickened as she picked
up
the note.
Jeffrey's instructions were simple and to the point. Alicia was to remove
all
of her clothes immediately. She would then stand in the middle of the room
and put on the blindfold. Then she was to stand with her feet apart and her
hands clasped behind her head until she was given further instructions.
Alicia's face was flushed by the time she finished the letter. Just the idea
of
taking off all of her clothes in Jeffrey's office was terrifying but to do
so in
the middle of the day with Kathy right outside the door, that was even
scarier.
Alicia was pretty sure it would be Jeffrey who would come in, but there was
not even a guarantee of that. As Alicia stood up she realized that, as scary
as
these instructions were, they were also exciting. She felt her pussy
tingling
with her own juices.
Alicia's hands shook slightly as she undid the first button of her blouse.
It
only took a moment before the blouse and skirt tumbled to the floor leaving
Alicia completely nude. She moved to the center of the room and carefully
put on the blindfold. Instantly Alicia's hearing doubled in sensitivity. She
clasped her hands behind her head and waited for someone to come in. Her
ears strained to identify the sounds outside of the door. The wait was only
a
couple of minutes but it seemed like an hour. Each time Alicia heard Kathy
move around out in the lobby, she would hold her breath and pray she
wouldn't wander in with a memo or something.
The sound of the door opening finally came. Alicia felt her whole body
tense. It seemed to take forever for the door to close and all that time
Alicia
knew she was perfectly visible to whoever might be looking in from the
lobby. Alicia let out a small sigh of relief when it finally closed.
Was it Jeffrey who was now in the room? Even if it was, did he come in
alone? Alicia listened intently as someone slowly walked all around her. She
felt her nipples betraying her excitement as they stood to attention under
the
gaze of her admirer. Very lightly, fingertips touched the underside of her
breast and slid upward to her now tight nipples. The fingers left her and
then
touched her again, this time sliding from the small of her back, tracing the
crack between her buttocks. Alicia let out a breath that she realized she
had
been holding for ages. The fingertips touched here and there, each time
making Alicia hotter and wetter. Finally she heard Jeffrey's voice.
"You're awfully hot, my little sex slave."
"Oh God... you have no idea." replied Alicia.
Jeffrey's fingers moved up and grasped Alicia left nipple firmly. With a
small tug, he pulled Alicia forward. She had no choice but to follow him. In
tiny steps, Alicia let herself be led forward, the tugging on her nipples
guiding her forward until she felt the cool sensation of Jeffrey's leather
seat
on her thighs. From the height Alicia guessed that she was standing directly
behind the sofa facing forward. The fingers left her nipples and moved
upward to grasp her wrists.
Her wrists were pulled forward until Alicia felt herself being pulled down
across the back of the sofa. She bent forward until her head rested on the
sofa back. Leather straps around her wrists fastened her hands pulling
forward toward the front of the sofa. Her now sensitive nipples just touched
the cool leather of the sofa back.
Alicia heard Jeffrey walk behind her and felt him attach leather straps to
her
ankles also. Her feet were pulled gently wide apart until her hips rested
fully
at the top of the sofa back. Her feet were also fastened in this position.
Alicia's breathing had quickened during the whole procedure and she knew
she was soaking wet with excitement. She imagined the scene as it must
appear for Jeffrey. There she was, bent over the back of his leather sofa,
her
legs spread and her bottom pulled tight from the position she was in. She
knew that from his vantage point he had a perfect view of her pussy from the
rear. She was sure that with all the excitement her pussy lips must be
puffed
out and swollen. She tried to imagine the view from the rear and realized
suddenly that her anus must be perfectly exposed also. That part of her that
was so private was now completely exposed to Jeffrey once again. She knew
that Jeffrey was standing or sitting right behind her, enjoying the view.
She
wondered what he would do next.
Jeffrey moved closer to Alicia. She felt his hands stroke gently upward and
come to rest with one on each buttock. His thumbs slid slowly inward then
gently pried Alicia's bottom wide open stretching her anus tight. Alicia had
never been so embarrassed. She tried to clench her cheeks but in this bent-
over position it was impossible. She felt Jeffrey blowing gently across her
sensitive anus and shivered as she wondered what he might do to her. Jeffrey
held her like that for what seemed ages before letting go. She heard him
walk over to his desk and then the sound of a jar or container opening.
Jeffrey's footsteps moved back behind Alicia and she held her breath in
anticipation.
The touch of Jeffrey's fingertip directly on the center of Alicia's anus was
cold. Alicia gasped. Jeffrey had covered his finger in Vaseline and now he
teased her rear opening, circling the center slowly. Alicia held her breath
again, knowing what must come next. Jeffrey's penetration of her bottom
came a fraction of an inch at a time. In and out, each push a little deeper
until finally his finger was embedded in her fully and Alicia was gasping
with excitement.
Jeffrey chuckled "You like that do you?" he asked. "Well you're going to
like it more because as soon as I get home tonight I'm going to take your
anal cherry.
Between now and then I'm going to leave your bottom slippery for me and
you are not going to touch yourself.
"You're to be home by 5:30 and when you get in I want you to strip
completely and go to the bedroom. You're going to put on the blindfold and
get on the bed.
I want you on your knees with your ass facing the doorway. You'll spread
your knees wide apart then bend over until your head touches the bedspread.
Then I want you to reach back and hold your buttocks wide apart for my
inspection.
You'll stay like that until you're told otherwise. Now, do you understand
all
your instructions?"
All this time Jeffrey's finger had been sliding gently in and out of
Alicia's
tight bottom, twisting slowly as it did. Alicia's voice trembled with
excitement as she answered her lover.
"Oh yes."
"Yes what?" asked Jeffrey softly.
"Yes Sir" replied Alicia.
Jeffrey's finger pulled slowly from Alicia's upturned bottom and despite
herself, Ali felt her anal muscles pulling to hold him in. A few quick
moments later Alicia found herself untied and the blindfold removed. Jeffrey
was smiling at her.
"Now put on your dress and get back to the office. Remember what's going
to happen tonight."
"How can I forget?" grinned Alicia as she pulled on her dress.
As she left the office, Kathy smiled knowingly at her again and Alicia felt
the heat of her embarrassment rise to her face.
The afternoon at the office was a write-off. Alicia couldn't keep her mind
on
anything but the feeling of Jeffrey's finger in her bottom and the thought
of
what awaited her at home.
Alicia made fast time getting home and arrived by 5:30. Not wanting to
wait, she quickly stripped off her clothes and hung them up. With a quick
look at her watch, she figured she could spend 5 minutes in a shower and did
so. By 5:30 exactly, Alicia was in her bedroom, naked and on the bed. She
got herself into position and put on the blindfold. As usual the blindfold
had
her get even more excited. Spreading her knees wide apart, she bent over
and rested her head on the bed. Alicia reached back and grasped her buttocks
and pulled them open. She felt even more vulnerable than she had at the
office. Just the idea that she was holding herself open in this obscene
position for her lover to 'inspect' her was the most naughty thing she had
ever done.
Alicia didn't have to wait long. After about 5 minutes she heard the front
door open. The door closed after a moment and she waited for her lover to
come into her room to discover her. She felt her anticipation build. What
would happen? she wondered. Where would he touch her first? The thoughts
of what might happen next ran through her mind as fast as she could think of
them. She knew her pussy was now soaking wet. She could feel each slight
draft of air as it passed over her wetness. Alicia strained her ears trying
to
hear the sounds of Jeffrey entering her room. Each minute seemed like hours
and all Alicia could hear was the sound of her own heartbeat racing a
mile-a-
minute.
The touch directly at the center of Alicia's anus was a shock and surprise.
She gasped out loud as the tip of a finger circled the center of her
rosebud. It
was cold and slippery. Alicia was sure it was covered with even more
lubricant. The finger moved in a minute circular motion, teasing the
sensitive opening. It only took a moment and Alicia's bottom began moving
with the motion of the finger, undulating almost obscenely despite herself.
The finger paused for a moment, waiting directly in the center of the
opening and Alicia held her breath. It was as though time was suspended,
waiting for the next movement. When it came, a moment later, it was a long
firm movement. Jeffrey's forefinger slid fully into Alicia's bottom until it
was embedded to the third knuckle. Alicia gasped and arched her back at the
sensation of his finger penetrating her.
The finger pulled out slowly only to be thrust back in again. Alicia
couldn't
believe the sensations. She had never imagined she could get so hot from
being touched there. Her pussy was soaking wet and burning hot. Again
Jeffrey's finger withdrew and then plunged into her. This time Alicia
couldn't stifle a moan at the feeling.
The finger pulled from her slowly and Jeffrey felt Alicia's anal muscles
pull
in a vain attempt to keep his finger inside her. Jeffrey smiled as he
watched
her sphincter clench down on him. Her breathing was coming in short
ragged breaths now and he knew that if he kept up the violation of her
bottom any longer, she would come from that sensation alone.
Alicia whimpered softly as his finger pulled from her. Alicia waited, her
back arched slightly. She knew that the position left her bottom pushed up
and in her submissive position, she imagined how she must look, her bottom
and pussy offered from behind to her dominant lover. She waited quietly for
whatever Jeffrey had planned next. She did not have to wait long. Jeffrey's
fingers began sliding up her thigh, moving slowly closer and closer to her
wetness. He cupped her mound gently with one hand and began stroking her
pussy lips lengthwise.
Alicia waited for him to take her there but Jeffrey had other plans.
One finger began stroking the length of her slit, moving her juices up and
across her engorged clitoris. Alicia moaned at the feeling. Suddenly, Alicia
felt her anus being touched again. The feeling was cold, lubricant again she
guessed. The object at her rear passage was not a finger she quickly
realized
it was too hard. What was it?
The plastic plug pushed slowly into her, opening her already slippery
bottom. As the plug was inserted, Alicia felt it getting wider and wider.
Her
breathing became ragged, short sharp breaths as the plastic intruder
violated
her rectum.
Suddenly the widest part pushed past her sphincter and the plug became very
narrow quickly. Her muscles pulled the plastic up into her, filling her
bottom
with it. The narrowest portion was kept from being pulled in by a T-handle
that was now lodged against her anus. This meant that her anus was also
kept open.
Alicia felt her stomach muscles ripple in the beginnings of an orgasm and
her anus clamped down hard on the plastic plug. All it would take would be
one tiny movement of the plug or Jeffrey's finger on her clit and she would
be over the edge but Jeffrey wouldn't let her yet.
"Oh Please." whimpered Alicia.
"Please what?" grinned Jeffrey.
"Please let me come."
"When I'm ready. Now be a good little girl for me and don't move until I
tell you."
"Yes Sir" whispered Alicia as she concentrated on not coming.
Jeffrey moved back and sat down, enjoying the sight of Alicia's quivering
body as she tried to keep herself from going over the edge. He was sure
she'd never been more sexually stimulated in her life. He waited until she
had calmed down somewhat before getting up again.
Alicia felt she was now more under control but the first touch of Jeffrey on
the plastic plug in her bottom was as though it was an electric shock! She
cried out at the feeling and arched her back again as he twisted it slowly
inside of her.
His fingers grasped the plug and moved it in and out in minute movements.
Jeffrey started to pull the plug from her and Alicia thought she would
faint.
Her pussy gushed more of her juices and she knew that her thighs were
soaked with them. She couldn't stop moaning and whimpering as the object
was slowly pulled from her and she felt her sphincter grasp at it despite
herself. Alicia's face was beet red both from excitement and the humiliation
of so exposing herself to her lover. A moment later the plug was pulled all
the way out leaving Alicia trembling.
"Alicia, do you want something now?" asked Jeffrey.
"Oh God do I ever!" said Alicia, "Please do it Jeff."
Jeffrey smiled down at her upturned bottom. "And what would you like me
to do?"
Alicia blushed "You know."
"No I don't."
"F-f-f-fuck me." she stammered embarrassed by even saying the word.
"And where would you like me to fuck you?" asked Jeffrey in a soft voice.
Alicia hesitated then replied in a tiny voice she barely recognized as her
own.
"In my bottom."
Jeffrey moved forward until the head of his cock was just touching her anus.
He was well lubricated already and Alicia's bottom was, of course,
completely slippery. Alicia held her breath, waiting for him to push
forward.
Jeffrey waited a long moment until she started to relax then pushed the head
of his cock into her. Alicia gasped. He was in! She had never thought it
would be so easy and so, so hot! Jeffrey held himself there for a moment but
Alicia pushed backward, wanting all of him. A moment later he was buried
in her to the hilt.
Alicia's body was a riot of sensations, her pussy was still soaking wet and
her clit was quivering. Her nipples had been hard since she arrived and now
they were so hard they ached. The blindfold seemed to center her attention
completely on what was being done to her.
Jeffrey started to move slowly in and out and Alicia started to rock with
the
rhythm. Alicia was getting closer and closer and Jeffrey knew he was too.
Her bottom was very tight and so hot that he had to control himself from
just
spurting inside of her. Alicia heard Jeffrey's breath getting shorter and
she
knew he'd come soon just like her. Their movements were quicker and
deeper now.
It was only a moment before they wouldn't be able to hold back anymore.
Suddenly Jeffrey paused, leaving only the head of his cock inside of her.
Alicia moaned in frustration and tried vainly to push back on him.
"Ali," he gasped, "do you know what I'm going to do to you tomorrow?"
"MMmmmmm," she moaned, "Anything, you can do anything to me."
"I'm going to shave your pussy bald and I'm going to spank your bottom
just like a little girl." said Jeffrey.
"Oh!" cried Alicia. The thought of doing that was too much and Alicia felt
herself tumbling beyond any possibility of holding back. Her orgasm started
to rush in on her from all sides and as it did, Jeffrey plunged back into
her
fully and deeply. Alicia cried out and felt her rectum squeeze her lover
tight.
That was all it took for Jeffrey and he felt his jism rush up from his balls
and
shoot deep into Alicia's bowels as she thrust herself hard back onto him.
The orgasm seemed to go on forever cascading over them again and again
until they slid, exhausted onto the sheets of the bed.
Lying there, in a warm afterglow, Alicia pulled off the blindfold and looked
over at Jeffrey. "I meant it." she murmured, "You can do anything to me."
Jeffrey chuckled as he held the beautiful girl in his arms. "I meant it
before."
he said, "Tomorrow, I'm going to have your pussy be smooth as a little
girl's and then I'm going to spank your bottom until it's hot for me."
"Mmmmmm" said Alicia, "That will be the hottest thing I've ever done."
"It's just the beginning." said Jeffrey, "We're going to be more outrageous
and exciting than you ever imagined."
"So long as it's with you." murmured Alicia as she snuggled in his arms.
57 A Meeting with a Mistress
As expected I arrive at an address in your hometown at 7:00pm. I ring the
door and you answer. You give me a big smile and let me in the door. A
quick hug and a kiss then you ask if I'm ready for my adventure. I tell you
yes. You close the door and tell me to strip completely right there in the
foyer. I do so.
You pick up a collar and leash and attach the collar around my neck. You
fasten my hands behind my back with handcuffs.
You take the end of the leash and lead me further into the house. We go
down a corridor, turn the corner and into a brightly lit living room. There
are
4 other women sitting there.
The women range in age from mid-20's to mid-40's and are all fairly
attractive.
I blush deep red but have no choice but to follow your instructions. You
have me lie down on my back on the coffee table in the middle of the room.
My hands are uncuffed and tied over my head and down to the table legs.
My ankles are similarly tied to the table legs at the bottom.
The women don't touch me, they simply comment on my body, which I find
even more embarrassing. You are no help as you describe in intimate detail
the things you have subjected me to.
One of the women brings out a long red ribbon and ties the end of it around
my very erect cock.
From time to time, one of the women will reach over and tug at the ribbon or
tease my body. Finally you tell the women it is time for my spanking. I am
untied and led by the ribbon over to one of the women. It is the oldest of
the
women. She chuckles and tells her friends that it is just like her children.
She pulls me over her knee. She takes her time about positioning me exactly.
I feel her hand run up between my legs and she pries them apart. I know that
she and the others can now see my ass as well as my balls from behind.
She begins to spank me with her hand and she does so quite hard. When she
is finished several minutes later, my bottom is hot and pink all over.
I am told to go and stand in the corner like the naughty boy I am.
A few minutes later, I feel someone take hold of the ribbon and I am led
back to the group for a spanking by the next woman. This girl is quite young
and I am embarrassed to be naked in front of her. She also gives me a
spanking by hand. When she is finished I expect to be pulled up, but she
keeps me over her knee for a while stroking my hot bottom. Before letting
me up I feel her pry open my buttocks for a view of my anus. She looks for a
minute or two then lets me up.
I am led to the next woman for my spanking. She positions me over her
knee. I hear you give the woman something telling her she might want to use
it? I try to look around but can't see what it is. The woman gives my bottom
a hard smack and tells me to look at the floor.
I feel her also pry open my buttocks but this time her finger penetrates me.
It
is obviously covered in lubricant as it is cold and quite slippery. She has
narrow but very long fingers and I can feel my toes curling whenever she
penetrates deeply.
Everyone else looks on fascinated as her finger moves in and out of my
upturned bottom in long deep strokes.
Her finger pulls out and in almost the same moment I feel her begin to spank
my already hot bottom. She spanks very hard and I feel a tear trickle down
one cheek before she's done.
When she's finished she also keeps me over her knee and rubs my bottom.
Just before she lets me up, I feel my buttocks being parted again as she
finishes her lubrication of my bottom.
You lead me over to the fourth woman again by the embarrassing ribbon
around my cock. I look up to see the fourth woman holding a butt plug and I
know where it is destined to end up. You give my cock a quick squeeze
before I am pulled over the fourth woman's lap. A few moments later, she is
nudging the tip of the plug into me. It starts off quite narrow but then
becomes thicker and thicker. She works it in slowly, sliding in and out,
each
stroke a little deeper until finally, with one long push the whole plug is
pushed into me. I whimper slightly as the thickest part pushes past my
sphincter.
Now that I feel impaled, the fourth woman's spanking begins. It is fast and
furious and leaves my bottom a hot red and tears trickling down my face.
Once it is finished, I am led back to the coffee table and fastened on my
back. This time my hands are tied above my head to the legs as before but
my knees are tied back and wide apart thus leaving my crotch and impaled
anus on full view to the women.
The women discuss how exciting it was for them to spank a grown man and
the two women who played with my anus tell the first two how wonderful it
is to do that. One of the first women leans forward and teases the plug
embedded deep in my body. I squirm as she pulls at it and twists it a
little.
She remarks how sensitive I seem to be there and gives the plug a long twist
before sitting back in her seat.
You remark how a good slave should be satisfying and ask if any of the
women would like to partake. One woman, the fourth one, says she will but
invites you to go first. I can't figure out what you mean until I see you
hike
your skirt up to your waist and straddle the table so that your shaved pussy
is
directly over my face. I dutifully extend my tongue and lick your clit and
pussy lips. You move forward and tell me to lick your anus. I have no choice
and lick you from back to front. I pause at your anus to push the tip of my
tongue into you. You are already soaking wet and it does not take long
before you are shuddering in orgasm.
The fourth woman is next and lifts her skirt and pulls down her panties. She
has a blond pussy that is neatly trimmed and I lick her to orgasm also.
While
I do that the first two women alternately toy with my plug and tease my
cock. I am sure that I am very close to coming.
The women begin to gather up their things and thank you for a most
entertaining evening. They all leave. You return to the living room. I am
still
bound and rock hard. The plug is still buried deep in my rectum.
You tell me that I've been a good little slave and that you'll reward me.
You
kneel down and begin to pull out my plug.
The sensation is driving me crazy and I squirm in my bonds. When only the
tip of the plug is left in, you lean over and slide your hot, wet mouth down
on my cock. You feel me begin to strain upward, desperate to have you lick
me. You begin to suck and as you do so, you plunge the butt plug forcefully
back deep into my ass. The sensations are too much and I explode in your
mouth.
Later in the evening I am bound in several other exposing positions while
photographed and given an enema while bent over your knee. The evening
ends with a spanking by you over your knee.
59 Kim's Adventure
She was brought in blindfolded, naked, her hands bound before her. Her
clothes had long since been stripped away and removed. When Kim had
arrived at the house for her 'training', she had been led to a small room by
a
pretty woman in a maid's uniform. The woman had instructed Kim to
remove all her clothing including any jewelry and had waited until she had
done so. She had then left with all of Kim's belongings leaving Kim with
instructions to remain in the room. The room had been sparsely furnished
with a small couch, two chairs and a corner table. Kim felt very vulnerable
sitting there completely naked. Her thoughts wandered back to how she got
herself into this predicament.
Meeting her current boyfriend Craig had been a dream come true...literally.
Kim had long had fantasies of a submissive nature but had never had
someone she could trust enough to tell them to. In Craig, Kim found not
only someone who understood her secret desires but also someone who was
ready to bring them to reality. For the first time, Kim found herself
submitting herself to a man sexually. The past few months had been the
most exciting of Kim's 26 year old life. She was a very pretty girl,
standing
5'7" tall with short swept back blond hair. Her athletic 34-24-35 figure
stayed in shape thanks to regular trips to aerobics. Craig told her often
that
he couldn't decide if her firm ass or her breasts and their long dark
nipples
were her best feature.
It had been a week ago that Kim had finally confessed the on submissive
fantasy that they had yet to realize. Kim's voice had been trembling with
nervousness when she had asked Craig if he would consider peeing on her.
He had chuckled as he looked at her with an appraising eye. Bit by bit he
had her tell him all about her long-time fantasy of receiving this
particular
humiliation. Finally he had taken both Kim's hands in his own. "Kim if you
want this, you shall have it, but I'll have it done my way and I promise you
it will be the most erotic experience ever."
Craig's instructions had arrived by messenger two days later. They would be
going to someone's home on Friday night where Kim's training would
expand to include the realization of her submissive watersport fantasy. Kim
was also to be put "on display" for the first time. The note both terrified
and
excited Kim who spent the balance of the week in a constant state of
arousal.
Craig had picked her up promptly at 6pm and had driven her out of town to
an old Victorian house. At the front door he had kissed her and told her to
ring the bell and enter. Someone would tell her what to do next. "Don't
worry Kim, I'll be seeing you soon enough. All you have to do is obey the
instructions they give you." Kim couldn't stop trembling as she reached for
the bell.
Now, here she was, sitting in a small room, naked as the day she was born.
Kim jumped as the sound of the door knob turning reached her ears. A tall
man walked in. Kim blushed a deep red and her hands automatically tried to
cover both her breasts and pussy at the same time. "Stand up Kim." he said
in a firm voice. Kim rose to her feet and stood facing the stranger. "Let's
take a look at you. Hands clasped behind your back if you please." Kim
hesitated a moment and then followed her instructions. Her blush now
covered her whole face and worked its way down toward her upthrust
breasts.
The man smiled at the sight. "Mmmmm, you're very pretty." he said as his
eyes traveled up and down. "The maid will be in here shortly and will be
preparing you for tonight's activities. She'll be shaving that pubic hair at
the
same time. Kim's eyes opened a little wider at this news. "You are to follow
all your instructions."
With that, the strange man turned and left, leaving Kim standing in the
middle of the room completely exposed. She didn't know if she was
expected to stay in that position or not and while she was trying to make up
her mind the maid returned into the room.
The woman smiled as she saw Kim in the same exposing position. She
walked right over to the nude girl and before Kim had a chance to think
about it, she found her wrists fastened together before her, bound in
leather
wrist cuffs. There was a short leash attached to the link between the two
cuffs and Ellen, the maid took hold of the end of it.
"Come with me." she said with a sly smile on her face. Kim gasped as Ellen
pulled her along toward and then right out of the room and into the
corridor.
Kim's blush returned again in spades as she looked around wildly hoping
that no one would be there to see. Ellen chuckled at her embarrassment as
she pulled her along. Thankfully the hallway was deserted.
A few doors down, Ellen pulled Kim into a huge bathroom. Kim looked
around in amazement, the bathroom was larger than her bedroom at home
and was filled with thing she wouldn't have expected. In the middle of the
room was what looked like a massage table covered in black leather. Ellen
led the younger girl over to it.
"Up here." she said patting the leather table. Kim sat on the table. Ellen
handed Kim a large bottle of juice, "You're not going to get a chance to
drink anything for a while, so drink all of this now." Kim drank the apple
juice all down.
"Good girl." said Ellen, "Now lie back."
Ellen guided her to lying on her back then pulled the leash over her head
and
fastened it to the head of the table stretching Kim out. Ellen moved down
the
table and attached straps to Kim's thighs just above her knees. Kim strained
to see what Ellen was doing as she moved down to the end of the table and
then reached under it. Ellen swung a silver bar of some kind from under the
end of the table and clicked it into place. It took Kim a moment to
recognize
it but finally she realized. This table wasn't a massage table, it was a
doctor's examining table and that silver bar was one of two stirrups for her
feet!
Sure enough, Ellen pulled the other stirrup on the left side and fastened it
into place. Kim was trembling now. She always felt embarrassed when she
went for a doctor's visit but this was worse. At least that was a quick,
sterile
visit.
This promised to be much more intimate. Ellen gently took each of Kim's
feet and spread her open to fit into the stirrups. A strap over the ankle
held
the foot firmly in place. The straps on Kim's thighs now came into play as
Ellen used them to pull her thighs even further apart.
There was no way that Kim could move now and Ellen moved slowly about
the room, preparing for Kim knew not what. Finally Ellen pulled a chair
between Kim's bent thighs and sat down. Kim strained to see what she was
doing but the angle made it virtually impossible. She felt Ellen's gentle
hands on her thighs stroking upward toward Kim's pussy and Kim realized
that she was soaking wet and that Ellen could obviously see everything. Kim
felt a tugging at her pussy and wondered what Ellen was doing. It took her a
moment and finally the sound of scissors snipping gave it away. Ellen was
trimming Kim's pubic hair!
Ellen was slow and gentle and the pretty blond hair quickly disappeared.
When it was finally down to a stubble, Kim gasped when Ellen put a warm
wet cloth over Kim's pubic area. The cloth stayed there several minutes and
then Ellen went back to work. Kim knew what was coming now and as Ellen
efficiently shaved away the last of Kim's curly hair, she could do nothing
but lie back and blush at the humiliation. Ellen was thorough, catching even
the tiny hairs between Kim's spread open buttocks. When she had at last
completed the job, she held up a mirror so that Kim could see herself. 'I
look
just like I did when I was 10 years old.' thought Kim as she looked at the
smoothly shaved pubis. She had never felt so naked, so exposed, so
vulnerable. Ellen smiled at Kim's expression. "I think it looks wonderful...
very submissive." she said.
Ellen moved back down between Kim's legs and Kim wondered what might
be next.
The sensation of Ellen's finger at the opening of her anus was a surprise
however. Kim gasped as the finger, completely covered in cool lubricant
eased itself into Kim's tiny opening. Ellen was slow but firm as she moved
first just the tip then more and more of finger in and out of Kim's rectum.
Kim couldn't help squirming and tugging at her bonds as Ellen teased her
sensitive opening.
Ellen added more lubricant and started to slide her finger all the way in
then
all the way out of Kim. "We want you to be very slippery." she smiled.
Kim's pussy was soaking wet, she felt a trickle of her own juices slide down
toward her anus to add itself to the lubrication she was getting.
Kim was getting more and more excited now. 'If Ellen keeps this up,' she
thought, 'I'm going to come.' Just when Kim thought she couldn't bear it
any more, Ellen's finger slid from her bottom leaving Kim gasping for
breath. Ellen let her calm down for a moment then started removing
unfastening the bonds from the table. Finally she helped Kim from the table
and onto her feet. The straps were left hanging from Kim's wrists, ankles
and thighs.
"Follow me Kim." she said and again took hold of the leash. Kim was now
so hot, she was ready for anything and leaving the room for the corridor was
not quite so traumatic. Ellen led her further down the hallway and into
another room. This room was quite large with a small raised platform in the
middle of it, surrounded by large comfortable chairs. Kim started to tremble
again as she looked at it. 'This is where they'll all see me.' she thought.
Sure
enough, Ellen led her right to the platform. There was a small padded bench
on the platform and Ellen directed Kim to lie back on it. The bench was
quite small, Kim's head and back were supported but her buttocks were off
the end of it. She had to put her feet to the floor to support herself.
Ellen busied herself attaching Kim's wrist straps to rings at the head of
the
bench so that Kim's arms were pulled tightly back, leaving her breasts
stretched out and exposed. Ellen moved to the end of the bench, and Kim
felt her attaching her ankles to something on the floor. Another strap
around
her waist held her tightly to the bench. Ellen moved to the side and pressed
a
switch. Kim heard a whirring sound from the ceiling. Suddenly her ankles
began to move upward. Kim had not noticed the ropes hanging from the
ceiling, but she now realized that her ankles were attached to them! The
ceiling winch pulled her ankles up and wide apart until they were stretched
straight up to the ceiling and spread apart in a 90-degree angle.
Kim had never felt so exposed in her life. Ellen came back over to the
helplessly bound girl and looked down at her handiwork. "Now just stay still
and your adventure will continue in a few minutes." she said.
Ellen moved from the room leaving Kim with her own thoughts as she lay
on the platform. She was trembling with nervousness, wondering what
would happen next.
Each minute seemed like hours but, in fact, she was there only a few
minutes.
Kim's hearing seemed a thousand times more sensitive. Her ears strained for
sounds of the door opening, or footsteps moving outside the door, but all in
vain.
When the door to the room finally re-opened, Kim jumped. Her pussy
immediately started lubricating copiously. Kim felt a trickle of her own
juices start down her pussy and along her anal crack adding itself to the
lubrication at her anus. She strained against her bonds to look toward the
door to see who was coming in. Ellen entered the room and Kim breathed a
sigh of relief. But her relief was to be short lived as a number of men and
women followed her! There were perhaps a dozen people in all. The chairs
had been ringed around the sides of the platform and the guests took their
seats. Kim spotted Craig in the group and felt a little better knowing he
was
there. Still a hot flush of embarrassment had Kim's face beet red as the
guests looked on at her naked and completely exposed body.
Ellen moved up onto the platform once again. As she walked down toward
the end of the bench, her fingers trailed along Kim's bare body, dragging
across Kim's engorged nipples and down her belly. Kim shivered at the
touch. Kim strained to see what Ellen was doing but now that the woman
was between her legs, she was unable to. Ellen turned to show the group
something in her hand and the patrons nodded and smiled approvingly. One
of the women spectators giggled and whispered something to the woman
next to her. 'What is it?', wondered Kim. She was soon to find out.
One of Ellen's hands held Kim's left buttock to the side, further exposing
Kim's anus to the group. Kim suddenly felt what she thought was Ellen's
lubricated finger again at the center of her anus. A moment later, Kim
realized it was something hard, not a finger, that was pushing into her.
Ellen
pushed the firm unyielding object past the crinkled opening. Kim felt her
anus spread open to accommodate it.
As Ellen pushed it in further, Kim felt it get wider and wider. Ellen teased
Kim with the object, pulling it out a little only to push it in further with
the
next stroke. At one point, Kim gasped as the object spread her anal ring
very
wide. With one more push the object got suddenly much narrower and
Kim's rectal muscles pulled the intruder even deeper into her to settle into
her bottom. A wide base kept the plug from disappearing into the bound girl.
The base also kept the narrow neck of the plug holding Kim's anus open.
The sensation was incredible. Kim felt no pain, just very, very full and
there
was no avoiding the feeling. Every breath made her think of the object now
spreading her anus.
Ellen moved off the platform so everyone could get a good look. Now one
of the men walked up toward Kim. He was holding a long narrow paddle
and Kim closed her eyes, waiting for what must come. Being spanked had
always turned Kim on and now as she was about to have her bottom
reddened, she realized that Craig must have told every one of her hot
fantasies. 'What else would happen?' she wondered.
Kim heard the paddle swinging through the air an instant before it struck
her
buttocks. The smack took her breath away. A wave of heat washed over her
buttocks. Her buttocks clenched and that had the effect of clenching on the
anal plug still firmly inserted in her ass. Kim gasped at the sensation. The
paddle struck again and then again. In all, perhaps she received 10 spanks.
The range of feelings running through Kim had her so aroused that she
barely felt them.
The man stepped down from the platform leaving Kim's bottom red and hot.
Kim's anus could not stop clenching on the anal plug over and over. She
stayed at the edge of the most remarkable orgasm she had ever encountered.
She was left for a few moments to calm down then Ellen returned to the
platform.
She leaned down to the pretty bound woman and whispered into her ear,
"Do you remember what fantasy you wished for this week?" Kim's eyes
opened wide as she remembered what she add admitted to Craig earlier in
the week. Now that she remembered her peeing fantasy, Kim realized that
she needed to pee herself.
"I've got to pee." she whispered back at Ellen. Ellen just smiled at her.
The strap around Kim's waist was undone and Ellen moved off to the side of
the room. Now the ceiling winch started up again and Kim felt her ankles
being drawn even further upward and outward! By the time they finished,
Kim was suspended completely upside down with her wrists pulled toward
the floor and her legs pulled toward the ceiling and completely spread. Her
breasts hung upside down on perfect display for the guests but the most
exposing thing about her was now her shaved pussy, pressed forward and
opened for all to see. Ellen pulled the bench away from Kim, leaving her
suspended in mid-air.
The man who had given Kim her spanking now came back up to the
platform. "As you know, Kim here has a fantasy regarding being peed on."
he said to the group. Kim blushed as her most intimate fantasy was made
public. "We discussed how she should be initiated here, and it was decided
to accomplish her fantasy in a somewhat unusual manner. Kim was given a
fair amount of juice to drink earlier and she now needs to pee herself.
We're
going to help her do that in the position she's in now. She might wish to
resist this submissive humiliation, but we've thought of that too."
The man leaned over to look at Kim. He held up what looked like a thin tube
of plastic. "Do you know what this is Kim?" he asked.
"No, Sir." said the pretty girl.
"It is called a catheter. In a moment I'm going to slide it into you and
you're
control over your own bladder will be mine." Kim's eyes opened wide again
as she whimpered "Please, no." the man smiled at her and turned toward her
smooth and spread pussy. Kim felt him spread open the petals of her pussy
to expose her urethra. The end of the lubricated tube touched her there. She
had never in her life felt so open. There was a sting for a moment as the
tube
slid gently into her body. 'I won't pee. I'll hold it' in thought Kim as she
willed herself to not pee. The catheter tube slid home and the man stepped
back. Kim looked up to see that he was pinching the tube closed.
Kim was trembling with the effort of holding back but as soon as the man let
go of the tube, the result was inevitable. Control over her bladder was not
her own and the urine started spilling down her chest. Kim's face was beet
red as she watched the spectators watching her. Ellen stepped up to the
platform and a moment later, the plug still deep in Kim's ass started to
vibrate. This final sensation was too much and Kim's orgasm started to take
over. It came from deep in her belly and seemed to wash over all parts of
her. Kim pulled at her bonds and cried out again and again as the plug in
her
rear kept vibrating and her own warm water washed down her belly and
face. Craig and Ellen let Kim down gently and led her to the shower where
they helped her get cleaned up.
It was a clean, but tired Kim that finally entered the large living room
where
she was greeted with applause by the club that she was now a full-fledged
member of. "This was the best!" she said to Craig as she hugged him.
Craig smiled. "That's just the beginning." he said, "Wait until next week!"
60 From One Couple to Another
It was dark when Bobby and his wife Janet pulled into the long drive on
Woodbine Street. This was their fourth visit to the house in as many weeks
but still they were both apprehensive as Bob parked the car in front of the
door.
It had been almost six weeks before that Janet had spotted the ad in an
adult
newsletter and had shown it to Bobby.
Dominant couple 30's, seeks submissive couple 20's-30's for play. You
must be prepared to follow all instructions and all training. Send picture
and
letter describing your precise interests.
Janet had grown soaking wet by the end of the short paragraph. Both she and
her husband of three years enjoyed kinky sex but they had discovered that
they both enjoyed the submissive role. Janet had tried to be a good dominant
for her husband but could never really get into it. Bobby was the same.
The first meeting had been on neutral territory, supper at an Italian
restaurant in the city. Bobby and Janet had discovered that the dominant
couple were both attractive and fun to be with. Chris and Terry were in
their
mid-thirties which made them about ten years older than Bobby and Janet.
Still, the two couples barely noticed the age difference. When Bobby and
Janet noticed at all, they found they liked it as if it made them feel even
more vulnerable.
It wasn't until after-dinner drinks that the subject of Bobby and Janet's
submission was even raised.
"We want to find out all about your fantasies and experiences." said Terry
in
a husky voice, "But first, let us tell you a couple of things about us."
Terry ticked the points off on the fingers of her right hand as she listed
them:
We have done this a number of times before and we are both very
experienced in dominant/submissive sex.
Chris and I are not bisexual. When we have a submissive couple, I will
usually handle the man and he will usually handle the woman. We give
instructions, of course, to either submissive.
On occasion, I will assist in training a woman or in punishing her.
When we meet a couple we always meet you both at the same time. That
way there's no jealousy.
We are not into heavy pain or S&M. Our goal is sexual satisfaction for
everyone concerned, not how much we can make you hurt."
Janet looked over at Bobby and they exchanged a silent message.
"OK," said Bobby, "It looks like this will work out. What happens now?"
Chris smiled, "Just keep this Saturday night free. We'll make sure you get
the appropriate instructions." A shiver caught both Bobby and Janet. 'What
would happen next Saturday?', they wondered. It was late into the evening
before the dinner ended. Before they parted company that night, Janet and
Bobby had told their new Master and Mistress everything about themselves
and their fantasies of being submissive.
The instructions arrived at mid-week by courier. Janet waited for Bobby to
come home before they opened them. Inside the package were two
envelopes, one addressed to each of them with a warning on the outside that
they were to be read privately and that the contents of the instructions
were
to be kept secret from the other until after the weekend. They were both
excited as they went to different rooms to read their instructions.
Janet's instructions read as follows:
1. You are not to have an orgasm from now until you get here. Nor may
you touch your or Bobby's genitals in a sexual way until instructed. Bobby
has the same instruction.
2. You are to carefully bathe, shampoo above and below and shave
your legs and armpits before arriving.
3. You are to wear a white blouse that buttons all the way down the
front and is translucent. It should not be see-through but rather sheer
enough
that the darkness of your nipples will be visible to anyone looking directly
at
them.
4. You'll wear no bra.
5. You'll wear a skirt that has a maximum length of mid-way to your
knees.
6. You will wear no panties
7. You will wear no stockings
8. You will wear comfortable heels
9. You will not wear any jewelry or a watch.
Bobby's instructions were not much different. His instructions were written
in a feminine hand, obviously Terry's. In addition to not touching himself
and being clean, Terry had one more instruction:
You are to purchase the sexiest pair of woman's panties you can find. They
are to be lacy. Under your jeans on Saturday, you will be wearing them.
Bobby's cock had twitched into erectness with that request.
Saturday had approached very slowly. At least a dozen times both Bobby
and Janet had thought about not going through with it. Finally though it had
come. It became an evening of firsts for the young couple.
It was the first time that Bobby and Janet had both been bound and helpless
at the same time. It was the first time that Bobby had watched Janet touched
and then spanked by another man. Likewise it was the first time that Janet
had ever seen Bobby dressed in a woman's panties then later watched those
panties be pulled down as her husband was spanked over the knee of another
woman. It was the first time that Janet had been bent, naked over another
woman's lap for a spanking since her mother had spanked her as a child. It
was the first time that both Janet and Bobby had stood, naked, noses pressed
into opposite corners of the room displaying their spanked bottoms at the
same time. Finally, it was the first time that both Bobby and Janet had had
a
simultaneous orgasm, never mind that it was in front of a fully clothed
couple who watched them come, side-by-side as vibrators played over their
bound and blindfolded bodies.
They had come back twice since then. Each week, the instructions were a
little different, each time the thrill of the unknown kept them in a state
of
excitement like nothing they'd ever experienced.
Now, they were here again. This time, the package with their instructions
had been a little larger. When they opened it, they were shocked and excited
more than ever before. Inside the package had been simple instructions.
You will each wear only the garments enclosed. Even shoes are not
permitted. You may wear your coats over these garments.
Inside each package were two simple items, a thin blue hospital gown, the
type that tie at the back and a plastic hospital identification bracelet
with
their names on it. Janet and Bobby had looked at each other in stunned
silence. It was Bobby who finally spoke. "I guess it's going to be quite a
weekend."
Now here they were, parked once again outside the large house. Bobby and
Janet felt somehow more than naked as their bare feet padded across the
cool pavement toward the house. They could both feel the cool evening air
gently wafting up their bare thighs and across their warm genitals.
It was Terry who met them at the door. "Hi," she smiled, "Are you wearing
what you were sent?"
"Yes Ma'am," they replied in unison.
"Very good. Now you should both go upstairs and sit in the first room on
your right. You can leave your coats in the closet down here. We'll call you
when we're ready."
With that, Terry turned and walked upstairs, leaving them alone. With their
coats safely hung up, the couple felt even more vulnerable. They made their
way upstairs, helpless to prevent the short gowns from parting at the back.
The first room on the right looked like a sitting room. Two straight-backed
chairs were placed conspicuously in the middle of the room. Janet and
Bobby sat down. Each gasped slightly as the cool leather of the chairs
touched their overheated genitals.
It was about five minutes before the side door to the room opened. "Janet,
the doctor will see you now." said the voice of Terry.
Janet took a deep breath and stood up and walked into the next room,
leaving her husband to wait. Inside the room, directly in front of her,
Janet
saw a table with her Master and Mistress behind it. Both of them were
wearing white lab coats just like the doctors do. The room was dimly lit
except for the table and the area right in front of it. Chris smiled and
motioned her into the light. "Are you ready for your examination little
girl?"
he asked.
Janet found herself trembling as she nodded.
"Very good" said Chris, "Please clasp your hands behind your head."
As Janet lifted her hands, she felt the back of her gown opening wide apart
to display her buttocks.
"Now turn around slowly for us." said her Master. No matter how many
times she did this, Janet couldn't help blushing as her bare bottom came
into
view. She knew that the view of her naked buttocks excited both her Master
and Mistress and that idea turned her on even more. As she turned around,
Janet started to get a good look at the rest of the room. Although the
lights
were dimmer in other parts of the room, Janet could clearly see a raised
table
off to the side. Looking a little closer, she could make out what were
obviously metal stirrups at the end of the table just like her doctor's
office!
Janet's heart was pounding as she turned once again to face her dominant
friends. From the look on their faces, she could tell that they knew that
she
had seen the examining table.
"Very nice" smiled Chris "Now please remove your gown."
Janet removed her gown and without being asked, again clasped her hands
behind her head. Seeing Janet completely nude and vulnerable in front of
them turned both Terry and Chris on.
Janet was a beautiful woman. Blond with her hair cropped short for the
summer and a face full of freckles, she often looked like a tomboy. But now,
without her clothes, she was all woman. Her figure was a trim 34b-24-35.
Her breasts were small but firm. Her areolae usually dark, got even darker
when aroused as she was now. The nipples themselves were unusually long
and thick when erect and Terry and Chris had discovered that they were one
of the most sensitive parts of her body. Janet's pretty little pussy was
framed
with a light down of blond hair. Looking down, Chris could see that she had
just trimmed it for her visit tonight. Janet was soon to find out that it
would
be the last night she and her submissive husband would be allowed pubic
hair for a while.
Terry stood up from the table and took Janet by the hand.
"Come with me" she said and led her over to the examining table. Janet had
thought that she would be immediately placed in the steel stirrups, but
Terry
had other plans. The exam table was a little higher than waist height so
Terry directed Janet to stand on the little footstool beside it. To her
surprise,
Terry had her bend forward at the waist until her upper body was resting on
the leather table.
Janet's eyes followed Terry as she walked around the table to a counter.
Janet watched her take something from a glass and then reach down for a
tube. As Terry turned, Janet could clearly see the two items. The tube was
K-Y jelly and the object was very obviously a rectal thermometer. Terry
caught Janet looking and smiled.
"We'll start by taking your temperature young lady." she said as she walked
behind the younger woman.
Janet's ass had always been the most private part of her and, although it
turned her on to have it played with, Terry and Chris had yet to as much as
touch her there.
Janet felt Terry's thumb and forefinger spreading her buttocks open to
expose her crinkled brown opening. The cool touch of the lubricated
thermometer made her gasp as it touched her there. Terry slid the thin glass
tube into her then stood up, leaving Janet bent over with just the tip of
the
thermometer sticking from between her firm buttocks.
Janet was left there for a couple of minutes before Chris came over and
pulled the thermometer from her.
"Hmmm, a little warm." he chuckled then motioned for her to get up on the
table.
As expected Janet's feet were gently placed in the stirrups leaving her open
wide. Terry took Janet's hands and pulled them to the top of the table. Soft
cuffs fastened her wrists firmly to the table. A small pillow in the small
of
Janet's back ensured that her breasts thrust upward as an offering to her
Master.
Chris attached similar cuffs to Janet's ankles thus securing them to the
steel
stirrups. The stirrups were then pulled very wide. Janet had never felt so
helpless and so aroused at the same time. There was nothing she could do to
prevent her engorged pussy lips from parting open to expose her soaking
pussy's interior. Once the stirrups were fastened wide apart, Janet's
mobility
was severely curtailed. Still, Terry and Chris each took a strap from the
side
of the table and fastened them to her knees. The strap pulled the knee out
and down, keeping her extremely exposed.
Now Chris moved to the end of the table and Janet felt the whole end part of
the table from below her waist drop away. From his vantage point, Chris had
a perfect view of her pussy and her anus still slick from the K-Y jelly on
the
thermometer. He let his fingertips gently slide up her thigh.
"Excited?" he whispered.
Janet closed her eyes and nodded.
"Good."
Being on a leather table, fastened to the cool metal stirrups left Janet
feeling
more vulnerable, more exposed than anytime in her life. As Terry reached
down and gently covered her eyes with a blindfold, Janet felt even more
helpless. Her sense of hearing was instantly heightened. Her ears strained
to
hear what was happening around her. She heard Chris moving at the counter
near her feet, heard the sound of items being moved around, then sensed that
someone (was it Chris or Terry?) was again sitting between her widely
stretched legs.
The cool touch of a well-lubricated finger at her anus was almost a relief
to
the anticipation. The finger teased for a moment or two then pushed gently
until just the tip had slipped past the sphincter. Janet's breathing was
coming
in short ragged breaths. The finger twisted and turned in tiny, minute
movements, each one causing Janet to squirm in her bonds.
Suddenly the finger pushed deeper, sliding in slowly, not stopping until it
was as deep as it would go. Janet's toes curled at the sensation of being
penetrated anally. The finger moved in and out in long full movements.
Janet felt her anal muscles clench despite herself thus intensifying the
feeling. After a couple of minutes the finger pulled itself from her only to
be
replaced after a moment by the sensation of something more unyielding. A
dildo? she thought. But this sensation was something altogether different.
Without being able to see it, Janet's senses were extra sensitive. The cool
lubricated object now starting to slide into her was at first very thin,
thinner
even that the finger that had just left her but as it slid in, she felt it
widen,
pushing open her ass. Whoever had a handle on the object was moving it in
and out with a tiny motion, letting it slide a little deeper and thus spread
her
open a little wide each time. On one push it spread Janet open very wide and
was held there, stretching her anal ring. Janet felt it push inward just a
little
further and to her surprise, the object was much narrower. Her sphincter
clenched down, pulling the object deep into her rectum and then holding her
open on a much thinner "neck" as the wide handle stopped the object from
disappearing into her.
The only sound in the room now was Janet's ragged breathing. Chris
chuckled and patted her mound with one hand as he stood up from between
Janet's legs.
"I'd ask you if you enjoyed that but it's obvious that you do."
Janet had to admit that it was true. Even bound and blindfolded she could
tell how wet she was. Again she heard movement at the counter then a
gentle tug on her pubic hair. The sound of a 'snip' of scissors shocked her.
'Snip, snip, snip' and in a flash, Janet knew what was happening. Her pubic
hair was being removed! Janet heard herself whimpering at the idea and she
was completely helpless to do anything about it!
Terry patted Janet's tummy as Chris continued to remove her muff.
"Don't worry, you're going to look so hot without it." she said.
The scissors stopped and Chris continued with shaving cream and a safety
razor until Janet was as smooth as when she was eight years old. "Oh God!"
she thought, "I wonder if they're going to do the same thing to Bobby?"
Janet felt the straps at her knees, ankles and wrists being removed and a
moment later, she was being helped to her feet by the dominant couple. The
sensation of the rectal plug, still lodged deep in her body, was even more
intense when standing.
Janet was led out of the examining room while still blindfolded and into
another adjacent room. Chris pulled her hands in front of her and attached
them to a cord that a moment later pulled her hands toward the ceiling.
When she was stretched upwards, the rope was tied, leaving the pretty girl
to
wait for whatever would come next. Janet heard the sound of one person
leaving the room while the other continued to move around in front of her.
The fingers that then pulled her nipple erect and the sensation of the
nipple
clips being attached were no surprise.
Back in the waiting room, Bobby heard the intercom come alive again, "All
right Bobby, it's time for your examination."
Bobby's heart was thumping as he entered the darkened room. Like Janet, he
moved toward the lit area.
"Clasp your hands behind your head if you please." said Terry. "Now turn
slowly for me."
Bobby felt himself blushing as he turned to expose his naked bottom,
uncovered by the short hospital gown. Terry had him pause while facing
away from her. She leaned back in her chair and enjoyed the view of his
tight little behind. She smiled in the darkness. 'That bottom will be
feeling
quite different in a few minutes.', she thought.
Terry led Bobby over to the examining table. Bobby couldn't help thinking
what Janet must have looked like on this table only a few short minutes ago.
The steel stirrups that stuck out from the end of the table were still
stretched
wide apart. Bobby could see the leather straps hanging from them and
pictured Janet's ankles straining against them as she was exposed to her
Master and Mistress. Suddenly it occurred to him that it would soon be him
with his feet in the stirrups. He blushed as Terry ordered him up onto the
table. A moment later he was told to lie back and Bobby did so, embarrassed
to be put into the humiliating position that women must suffer when visiting
their gynecologist. Terry gently placed his feet in the steel stirrups,
still
slightly warm from Bobby's wife's feet. Terry reached over and pulled the
leather straps over his ankles and pulled them tight as she fastened him to
the stirrups. Terry moved up to the head of the table and took the
submissive
man's hands in hers and positioned them up to the head of the table so that
Bobby was fully extended on the table. Leather straps there held him now
helpless in this exposed position. Bobby felt his breathing quicken as he
realized that he was now at his Mistress' mercy. Bobby looked up in time to
see Terry's hands descending with a blindfold that now cut his vision off
from whatever would happen next.
With his sense of hearing now heightened, Bobby heard Terry move back to
the end of the examining table. Another set of leather straps at his knees
pulled them out and down to leave his genital and anal area overextended
and completely exposed. Bobby listened as Terry moved around the room
near the end of the table. Now he wished that he had paid more attention to
just what had been sitting on the counter near there. What, he wondered, was
there for her to use on him. Now, there was silence. Bobby held his breath,
wondering what would happen next. As the tip of Terry's well-lubricated
figure touched the center of Bobby's anus, he let out a soft sigh. The
finger
teased there for a moment before dipping inside. Terry added more lubricant
to her long but slender figure then pushed it deeply into her young male
submissive. The finger moved in and out, twisting as it went, adding more
lubricant every once in a while until the interior of Bobby's rectum was
thoroughly covered with Vaseline. By now Bobby's hips were straining
upward, pushing against Terry's finger despite himself. As the finger pulled
from him, Terry felt Bobby's muscles trying to hold it in.
"Oh you like that do you?" she asked.
Terry chuckled as she watched Bobby blush beneath his blindfold. She
reached over and took a rectal plug similar to the one still firmly inserted
in
Bobby's wife Janet now tied in the next room. She eased just the tip of the
flesh-colored plastic past the resistance of his sphincter and held it
there,
watching his reaction. Despite all the stimulation of his anus, Terry knew
that his bottom was very tight. She would have to go a little slower than
with
Janet.
The plug eased out slightly then pushed in a little deeper. Terry held it a
moment, then let the pressure up and let the tip of the plug slide almost
out
before sliding it in even deeper this time. This in and out motion
continued.
Terry kept sliding the lubricated plug in deeper and deeper, twisting
slightly
as she did so. Bobby had started to moan slightly and did so again as the
thickest part of the plug slid into him, holding his anus stretched wide
apart
upon it. Terry held this part of the plug in him, not letting the anal ring
either
push it out or pull it in. She twisted the plug slowly through a full
rotation
and smiled as Bobby whimpered at the exquisite sensation. His cock was
now rock hard in front of her and Terry couldn't help but to bend down and
let just the tip of her tongue taste the drop of pre-cum waiting for here
there.
Bobby gasped at the warm touch of his Mistress tongue and Terry watched
his cock twitch in reaction. She chose this moment to add just a little more
pressure and let the rectal plug be pulled deeply into her submissive friend
as his anal muscles clamped down on the narrow neck of the plastic intruder.
Terry stepped back as Bobby moaned loudly and strained upward in his
bonds. For a moment she wondered if he would be able to help from coming
but Bobby was able to bring himself under control and calm down slightly.
Terry let him regain his composure for a minute or two while she prepared
things at the counter. The next sensation that Bobby experienced was similar
to his wife's had been a few short minutes before. Terry quickly and
expertly clipped his pubic hair to a short stubble using scissors. Like
Janet, it
took Bobby a moment or two to realize exactly what was happening and
then he moaned in embarrassment as his Mistress quickly removed the last
covering his genitals had from her. The shaving cream and razor were next
and Bobby held his breath as she carefully shaved the sensitive area. In a
few short minutes Bobby's pubis was as naked as it had been when he was a
child. Terry slowly, sensuously rubbed warm oil around his cock, balls and
pubis leaving his naked cock rock hard.
Bobby felt a strange feeling as Terry fastened something around his cock
and balls. Without being able to see it, he wasn't sure what it was. Terry
smiled at the sight of the baby pink ribbon now tied with a bow around
Bobby's move sensitive parts. The long end of the ribbon she left hanging
down between his legs. She'd need it shortly.
Bobby listened as Terry made her way up the table toward his chest. Again,
Terry leaned down and this time took his left nipple in her mouth. Bobby
arched his back against the leather straps as his Mistress bit down on his
sensitive nipple and pulled it upwards. The tiny nipple quickly became erect
and Bobby felt Terry pull it out further as she fastened the metal clip to
it.
Bobby's cock twitched again, betraying the turn on that the restraining clip
was to him. Terry's mouth was already on the right nipple pulling it erect
also.
With the long rectal plug still in him and the clips firmly fastened on his
nipples, Bobby felt Terry releasing him from the table. The leather straps
on
his wrists were left on and as he was pulled up to a sitting position, Terry
fastened them behind his back. As Bobby moved to his feet, his buttocks
came together and he felt the plug sliding even deeper into his bottom.
Terry
now reached down to take hold of the end of the pink ribbon firmly tied
around Bobby's erect cock and balls.
"Come along young man." she said and gave a little tug on the ribbon.
Bobby was helpless to do anything but obey, shuffling forward in tiny steps
hoping not to walk into anything. Terry led him into the next room where his
wife Janet was still tied with her hands to the ceiling. Janet had not been
left
idle. Chris had kept up the teasing on her body while Terry had prepared her
husband on the doctor's examining table. A vibrating magic wand had been
playing all over her hot body and Terry could see immediately that the
pretty
young girl was bathed in a fine sheen of sweat. Janet's breathing was
coming in ragged breaths by now. Chris had kept the rectal plug deep in her
and had attached clips identical to Bobby's to Janet's thick nipples. The
vibrator had touched the clips and the end of the plug every once in a while
producing a tremor through the firm body. Janet's freshly shaved pussy had
obviously tasted the vibrator also, thought Terry as she noticed the
submissive young girl's juices on the smooth lips. Janet's clit was now
erect,
poking up teasingly between the bare lips.
Terry led Bobby over to the center of the room directly in front of Janet
and
positioned him facing her. Chris helped to tie his hands to the ceiling also
so
that he was helplessly stretched right in front of his wife. Although the
young couple could not see each other, the heat of each was evident to the
other. Janet felt the hot breath in front of her and knew that it must be
Bobby.
Chris and Terry moved forward and the two submissives felt their nipple
clips being adjusted. A moment later, there were only two clips between
them. Bobby's nipples were now firmly attached to those of his wife. Bobby
and Janet felt themselves pressing against each other. Bobby's rigid cock
was now poking up at Janet's oiled smooth lips. Terry reached between
them to guide the firm organ up into his wife. The couple moaned in unison
at the intense feeling. Unable to wait, Bobby started moving in and out of
Janet only to feel the ribbon around his balls pull with a sharp jerk.
"Not until your told." said his Mistress sharply.
The tension of trying to stay in Janet without moving was almost more than
Bobby could bear. Janet also moaned in frustration, wanting desperately the
thrust of Bobby's cock into her over-sensitized pussy. Terry and Chris
stepped back to enjoy the scene. It was unique. The naked, stretched
submissive couple was attached to each other at the nipple and their
genitals.
"Now then," said Terry, "I suppose you two would like to begin to rut like a
couple of dogs in heat wouldn't you?"
"Oh yes Mistress, please." moaned Bobby and Janet.
"Very good." chuckled Chris, "We'll give you a helping hand then. Your
Mistress and I will be setting the pace."
A moment later Janet felt the sharp crack of a riding crop against her naked
buttocks as Chris smacked her with it. The surprise of the smack thrust her
against Bobby, pushing his cock deep into her and causing her to moan
loudly. As Janet pulled back, a swipe of the crop by Terry onto Bobby's
buttocks caused him to thrust forward again. The sound of the dual spanking
continued like a metronome, spanking first one then the other, controlling
the pace of the couple's rutting. It was Bobby who started to come first.
Chris and Terry had been watching for it. His breath now in short desperate
gasps, his buttocks clenched again and again as he arched himself into
Janet.
The movement pulled at the clips that fastened the pair's nipples firmly
together. Janet felt her nipples being pulled out by the clips as her
husband
cried out in front of her. Chris moved forward and with one hand twisted the
Janet's rectal plug. It was all she needed. With a loud sob, she came too,
twisting and pulling against her bonds and grinding her naked pubis against
her husband. Finally, hanging limply from their wrists, it was over.
What would happen next? wondered Bobby.
What could top this? wondered Janet.
They would soon find out.
61 Talia's Medical Examination
"What are you wearing tonight?" asked Chris.
Talia looked up. There was more to this question than met the eye. "I'm not
sure. Did you have particular preference?"
Chris smiled. "Yes, I believe I do." Moving to her closet he picked out a
short flaring skirt and a thin silk white blouse and placed them on the bed.
"Garters and stocking?" asked Talia.
"No. Not this time, just the blouse, skirt and your heels."
Talia felt rush of excitement surge through her. Whenever she and Chris
played dominance/submissions games, it was an incredible high. Her mind
immediately started racing, wondering what plans he had up his sleeve.
Maybe they weren't even going for supper. Perhaps the evening would start
right here with Talia being blindfolded and teased by her dominant lover.
Chris was always full of surprises and although Talia was yet to find out,
there was one planned for this very evening.
By the time they left for their evening out, Talia was ready for her Master.
She had pampered herself in the bathroom, soaking in a nice hot tub then
doing her hair and make-up. When she stepped into the bedroom to put on
her 'outfit' for this evening, Talia caught glimpse of herself in the
mirror.
'Hmmm, not bad for a gal pushing 30.' she thought to herself. Her blond
hair was short and curly at the moment and it framed a pretty tanned face.
Her breasts had never been large, a 34B, but by the same token they didn't
sag at all.
Talia's tan line from her bikini outlined a tiny pure white triangle over
each
breast from the dark sun-tanned skin around them. The nipple in the center
of each triangle was set off perfectly. Unlike many blondes, Talia's nipples
were not pink, they were a dark shade of brown. Although nature had seen
fit to give Talia small breasts, her nipples were not. If anything, they
were
unusually long and thick and perhaps the most sensitive part of her body.
The residential home where they ended up was not what Talia was
expecting. What did he have planned here she wondered. Inside, Chris and
Talia were greeted by a pretty woman around Talia's age wearing a simple
skirt and blouse combination.
They entered and were led to the living room. The evening was shaping up
to be a simple visit with a friend thought Talia as they three of them
chatted
about all kinds of current events. Talia found out that Susan was a medial
doctor with her own practice and that she and Chris had met in college.
Susan was a year older than Talia and the two women found they had lots of
things in common.
It wasn't until well into the evening that Susan brought up a new subject.
"So, I understand you're sexually submissive." she said casually.
Talia just about choked on her drink. She had never ever told anyone about
the kinky games she and her lover played. To be told about them by a
stranger took her breath away. Talia felt a hot blush hit her cheeks as she
looked over at the attractive blond doctor.
Unable to reply, Talia just nodded her head. Susan smiled. "I thought so.
Little toys like yourself are so transparent." Talia blushed again as she
realized how true that statement was. Unless Susan was blind, she should
have no trouble figuring out what Talia enjoyed.
"Your lover has brought you here for a little surprise." said Susan. He felt
that an examination would be appropriate for his sex toy."
Susan got up and took Talia's drink from her. With a movement of her head,
she indicated that Talia should follow her. Talia looked over at Chris only
to
see that he was standing too waiting for her to obey. "Do as you're told
Talia." he said quietly.
Talia felt her knees tremble as she got to her feet. This was completely
uncharted territory. Unable to stop her mind from wandering, Talia
wondered what would happen to her. An examination? What would that
entail? Just the word reminded Talia of her last Gynecological exam. Every
time she had to put her feet into those steel stirrups she blushed with
embarrassment. It didn't seem to matter that her doctor was always
completely professional, just the thought of being that exposed to him was
mortifying.
Susan walked along the corridor and turned down the carpeted stairs into the
basement. At the bottom of the stairs, Talia saw that the basement was
remodeled into Susan's office. There was a large desk off to one side with
filing cabinets against one wall.
There were a couple of chairs in front of the desk. On the other side of the
room the more medical supplies were stored. There was a counter with
glass-covered shelves above it and a sink and, of course the ever-present
examining table.
Susan sat down in her chair behind the desk. Talia went to sit in one of the
chairs in front of it but Susan stopped her. "Just stand there." she was
told.
Talia waited nervously. Behind her she heard Chris' footsteps coming down
the stairs and then stop. She turned to find him sitting on the third stair,
waiting, watching.
Susan got up from the desk and moved over to the other side of the room. A
moment later, she returned carrying the small step that had been beside the
examining table that was used by patients to step up on the table. She
walked over to Talia and put it down in front of her. "Step up." she said.
Talia stepped up on the step feeling even more on display. Susan walked
back around the desk to sit down. Susan waited another minute or so, just
admiring the view before she spoke again.
"All right Talia," she said, "Now remove all your clothing. Everything."
Talia's heart skipped a beat. She had known this was coming of course, but
to actually have to remove her clothes in front of this strange woman was
intensely embarrassing. She started with the shoes. She must have seen
plenty of naked women, thought Talia. It didn't make any difference. Chris
had deliberately made sure that there was very little to remove and in a few
moments, Talia's skirt followed her blouse and shoes as it sank to a puddle
at her feet.
"Now turn around." said Susan.
Talia turned around several times on the small stair. After a couple of
turns,
Susan had her stop again, this time facing away from her and showing a
profile to Chris. "Clasp your hands behind your back. No, elbows further
back than that."
Now, with her hands stretched up and back, Talia's firm breasts and rigid
nipples were thrust up and out. Despite her acute desire, she didn't lower
her
hands to cover her blond bush.
Susan got up again from behind the desk and moved over to Talia, getting a
closer look as she walked all around. Talia's face was flushed a bright red.
She had never been so embarrassed.
"Follow me." said Susan again and walked toward the examining table.
Talia had been dreading this. She walked toward the table with tiny steps.
Susan helped her get up on the table and lay down on her back. Unlike the
doctor's office, there was no paper covering the black leather of the table.
The leather was warm and humid against her skin.
Talia lay passively as Susan walked around her again. She did not resist as
her hands were taken and pulled to the head of the table. Leather cuffs were
wrapped around her wrists and attached to the head of the bed. Talia was
now a prisoner of this dominant doctor and her dominant lover. Chris had
approached the table now and stood at the end. Walking forward, he gently
spread her legs and slipped her feet into the stirrups. Standing between her
knees, he took straps attached to the stirrups and firmly covered her ankles
with them. She was now helpless to keep from having her legs spread. Susan
walked to the end of the table and pulled gently at Talia's naked hips.
Talia slid her bottom to the end of the table, letting her knees push up and
apart as he did so. The ankle straps on the stirrups kept her feet tightly
held
down.
Susan took long leather straps and tied them around the tops of Talia's
thighs then pulled them down to keep Talia's bottom pulled toward the end
of the table.
Additional straps around her wrists kept Talia's arms pulled to the top of
the
table. Her naked outstretched body was now offered completely to Susan
and Chris.
Susan re-adjusted the stirrups to further spread Talia's legs apart. Talia
closed her eyes, surrendering herself to her master and his friend. She
sensed
rather than saw Susan move to the end of the table and step between the
stirrups. Susan's slender fingers slid through Talia's blond curly pubic
hair.
Talia felt Susan gently tug at the short hair. A moment later, another tug
followed by the distinctive "snip" of scissors told Talia that her pubic
hair
was being removed. The scissors were soon replaced by the warm wet
sensation of shaving cream as Susan rubbed it over the remaining stubble. A
safety razor pulled across the sensitive pubis of the young girl, leaving
her
pussy now bare and smooth as it was when she was a child.
Chris moved up to Talia and tied a black silk scarf over her still-closed
eyes.
Talia felt his hands glide down her face, touching with just his fingertips.
The fingers trailed further downward, tickling her neck, sliding down to her
breasts. Talia arched her back as her master held her nipples between his
thumb and forefinger. Chris squeezed and tugged upward, pulling Talia's
breasts upward. He let go, letting the nipples slip out of his grasp. Talia
gasped. Her nipples were now hard and swollen, sticking out almost their
full 3/4 inch length. Chris took the left one in his fingers again and
pulled it
outward.
Talia moaned softly in appreciation. Her nipples were aching to be touched.
Chris watched Talia squirm as he let the nipple clip close gently on the
thick
left nipple. The pressure was not painful but the thick brown nipple was now
squeezed with a steady pressure. He repeated the same procedure with the
right nipple. Susan had placed herself on a stool between Talia's bound
legs.
From there, her view of the pretty girl's outstretched body was
unrestricted.
Susan smiled to herself as she watched Talia's now-bare pussy lubricate as
Chris played with her nipples.
With her nipples now firmly held by the clips and her body completely
restrained, Chris and Susan now turned their attention to between the young
girl's legs. The stimulation of Talia's large nipples was now showing
between her long athletic thighs. Susan and Chris could already see that her
now very visible pussy lips had puffed out and were pink from the rush of
blood through them.
Susan reached out with both hands and, using her thumbs, peeled back the
thick labia to reveal the delicate pink interior. Talia was soaked. She
blushed
yet again as the two dominants exposed her more than she ever had been in
her life.
She did not know that she would be exposed much more than this before the
night was over.
Talia could hear Susan moving around but did not know what she was
doing. There was a counter at the end of the room and Susan was standing at
it. Talia's hearing became even more acute as she strained to hear what was
happening. For the moment, no one was touching her. The sharp clink of
something metallic made Talia jump. 'What were they going to do to her?'
she wondered. Talia sensed rather than saw Susan moving back between her
legs. A moment later, her thoughts were confirmed as Susan's slender
fingers gently stroked Talia's smooth pussy lips. Talia gasped at the
sensation. The shaving of her labia had made her lips ten times more
sensitive. She knew that if the woman doctor kept stroking her, she wouldn't
be able to help having an orgasm.
Susan was using two hands now, using her finger and thumbs to spread the
lips wide apart and show the hot, wet interior. After a few minutes of
stroking and teasing, the fingers stopped. The tension in the room went up a
notch. Neither Chris nor Susan said anything. Talia was breathing shallowly,
listening, tense for what might come next. The touch of the warm object at
her pussy lips made her start. 'What was it?' she thought. The object teased
the outside of her lips before Susan spread them once again and urged it
inside of her. 'A dildo or vibrator.' were Talia's first thought. But the
feeling
wasn't quite right. Talia had enjoyed a variety of dildos and vibrators
inserted into her and this didn't feel like any of them. Susan eased the
object
deeper until only a handle of some kind was left sticking out.
The object wasn't painful in any way but Talia held her breath, as though
being absolutely silent would help her determine the nature of the object
that
had been inserted deep into her body. She didn't have long to wait before
finding out for certain. Susan reached down again and a moment later, Talia
felt the object move inside of her. It seemed alive for a moment and then
she
realized what was happening. The object was getting wider, spreading apart.
In fact, the object was a Doctor's speculum. Just as had been inserted to
her
while her feet were in the stirrups at her own doctor's office!
Susan squeezed the handle slowly watching the opening to Talia's shaven
pussy spread wide, wide apart. When the speculum was fully extended, she
locked the handle, leaving the young girl wide open for inspection.
Talia blushed deeply for what must have been the thousandth time. She
couldn't imagine being so embarrassed. She had been examined before but
this was different. It wasn't enough to be completely naked in front of her
Master and a strange dominant woman. Even her insides were to be on
display! With the speculum holding her wide open, the pressure on her clit
had increased. Despite herself, Talia felt herself getting even more
excited.
Talia felt the tips of the Doctor's fingers stroking her inner thigh and
along
the sensitive stretched sides of her open lips. The fingers traced outside
her
pussy and trailed lower and lower until their tips were touching the bottom
of her pussy lips, dangerously close to her stretched rear passage. Although
Chris had teased Talia's ass several times, it was a part of her body that
always left her embarrassed to be played with. Talia tensed for a moment as
the fingers slid through her thick juices that continued to trickle down the
crack of her ass.
The fingers left and Talia was left with the sensations of the speculum
pressing against her clit and keeping her complete pussy exposed to the air.
The constant pressure on her thick, elongated nipples was a continuing
source of stimulation and Talia felt herself try to squirm in her bonds. The
doctor was back in a moment and Talia suddenly felt a very cool touch right
at the center of her anus. The Vaseline covered finger teased the outside of
the crinkled opening in tiny circles. Talia found that she was holding her
breath, knowing what must come next. Just the tip of the delicate female
finger nudged inside of Talia's bottom, opening her bottom up to her
Mistress as Talia gasped at the sensation.
The finger was motionless for a long pause as the younger girl got used to
the finger; then, relentlessly, it began to push in. Talia heard herself
whimper as if from a distance as the finger slowly pushed in as far as it
could go. Again it stopped and time seemed to stop too for Talia as she
waited for the next sensation. Now the finger began to twist slowly back and
forth in a long, full rotation. Talia had never felt anything like this.
Along
with the rotation, the long delicate finger began sliding in and out in long
smooth motions. Despite herself, Talia felt herself trying to push herself
even harder onto the penetrating finger. On one stroke, the thin finger was
joined by a second and now two fingers were sliding in and out.
An orgasm was just moments away for Talia, she was sure but suddenly the
fingers pulled out again, leaving her gasping for air and squirming. Talia
moaned in frustration. The doctor moved away from the girl. Both Susan
and Chris could smell the young girl's sex as it continued to flood with her
juices. Talia felt a touch again at her now opened anus. Was it a butt plug,
she wondered? Chris had used a couple when they had played before and
although it embarrassed her severely, she had enjoyed the sensation. The
hard intruder at her rear twisted slightly and then slid in. It didn't feel
like a
plug, thought Talia as it slid gently into her rectum. Combined with the
over-full sensation of the speculum in her vagina, Talia felt every
millimeter
of this rectal intruder as it penetrated her. Finally it was all the way in.
Talia
was struggling for oxygen now. It seemed she was gasping all the time. She
felt, rather than saw Chris lean close to her. He grasped one of the nipple
clips and pulled on it gently. "I think you'll enjoy this." he said. As he
pulled upward on the thick, sensitive nipple, the object in Talia's bottom
started to move. For a moment she couldn't place the sensation, but then it
hit her. The object was getting larger! Susan had inserted in a smaller
speculum into her rectum! Squeezing the handle, Susan watched Talia's
crinkled opening stretch as it opened until the skin was pulled smooth and
tight. Talia was whimpering openly now. She thought she had been exposed
before, but this was beyond her imagination! Susan chuckled. She knew that
the 2 objects were not hurting the girl, but she also knew that the
sensations
of being opened at both holes simultaneously was incredible.
Talia was pulling at her bonds now, as the teasing of her body continued at
her nipples, pussy and ass. She thought this was as much as she could
expect, but of course, she was wrong. She could barely feel the tiny plastic
eggs as they were dropped into her pussy and inserted deep into her rectum
but as Susan turned the small but powerful vibrators on, she couldn't help
but notice.
Talia cried out loud as the sensation of the two strong vibrators started
out
simultaneously from deep inside her belly. It was as if her whole body was
vibrating. She pulled frantically at her bonds as she felt her sensations
being
pushed over the red-line. The orgasm started somewhere deep in her body
and spread outwards, gathering momentum like a snowball as it did. There
was no part of her body spared, from her nipples, to her anus to her
fingertips, the hot wave of her cumming hit like a freight train. Talia felt
the
world close down as she almost lost consciousness. The first wave was
followed by a second and then a third, Talia did not keep count. She cried
out, pulled at her wrist and ankle straps but the orgasm kept going. She
wanted it to stop, wanted it to keep going and felt like she'd been cumming
for hours.
Finally, finally, finally it slowed down, leaving her hot, sweating body
heaving on the examination table. All there was for Talia was a warm glow
that went through every part of her body. She barely noticed first the
vibrators then the two instruments being pulled from between her legs. The
nipple clips were removed and Susan and Chris helped from the table and
into the hot tub.
It was a couple of hours later, with Chris and Talia now back home and
curled up around the fireplace when he finally looked down and asked if
she'd like playing "Doctor".
"Well." she said, smiling slightly, "I think you may need an examination
yourself sometime soon."
63 Jim Finds a Dominant Girlfriend
Jim wondered how he had ever ended up in this predicament. He was at
home, in his apartment, but the position he was in was unusual. The only
article of clothing that Jim was wearing was a blindfold. He was on his bed
on his knees waiting in what was a very embarrassing position for him and
all because of Heather, his girlfriend.
It hadn't started out this way. Jim had been on the rebound when he met
Heather at a party of a mutual friend. She was drop-dead gorgeous. Just
twenty-six years old, only 2 years younger than Jim, Heather was blond,
5'5" tall with a 34-24-34 body. Regular visits to the health club kept her
body in incredible shape and Jim wasn't the only person whose head
swiveled that night at the party. Heather had been wearing a short
mini-dress
with a deep plunging back. It was obvious that she was wearing no bra and
the skirt was tight enough that it was questionable whether she was even
wearing panties.
Jim was captivated by her at first sight. At some point during the evening
it
was Heather who came over to Jim and struck up a conversation. They met
again later that week and had been seeing each other ever since for the last
6
months.
At first sex with Heather was straightforward. She was energetic in bed and
constantly being imaginative. She was willing to try anything once and the
young couple had tried just about everything. Over the last couple of
months, however, a trend had started to surface.
It started with an innocent comment one night. Jim had been late for a date
and when he had finally picked up Heather for dinner, it had been almost an
hour and a half later than expected. In the car Jim had apologized for being
late and not calling to let Heather know. She had smiled and said "It's ok,
but next time I'll turn you over my knee." Jim had laughed, perhaps a little
too loudly and when he looked sideways at Heather to see if she was serious
or not, she was just smiling at him.
A week later, Jim was late again. This time, dinner was at Heather's and
again he didn't call. Heather let him into the apartment. Jim went sat down
in the living room and started to apologize. Heather walked over to him and
said, "Do you remember what I said I'd do if you were late again?" Jim
certainly did but didn't think she could be serious. Heather held out her
hand
"Come with me." she said.
"You can't be serious." said Jim.
"I was never more serious in my life." said his girlfriend.
"Well forget it."
"Fine." said Heather "But then you'd better leave because I'm not going to
stand for such unacceptable behavior going unanswered, and if you leave,
you won't be back." Heather walked to the door opened it and held it for
him. Jim couldn't believe it. He froze for a moment and then mumbled
"Ok."
"What? I didn't hear you." said Heather closing the door and coming back to
stand in front of him.
"I said ok then." said Jim in a quiet voice.
Heather held out her hand again and Jim took it and followed her to the end
of the room.
"Take off your pants." she said. Jim did so feeling foolish. "Now the
underwear and the socks too while you're at it."
Jim was left in only his shirt and despite the unusual circumstances, he
felt
himself getting hard. His erection started to poke up and out of his shirt.
Heather just smiled as she noticed.
"Mmmm, enjoying this are you?"
Jim blushed at the comment.
"Now stand in the corner there with your nose pressed to the corner of the
room.
I'll let you know when it's time for your spanking."
Jim did as he was told feeling even more naked as he lost sight of the room.
He felt like his now bare buttocks were on display to Heather. Behind him
he could hear Heather moving about the apartment, seemingly in no hurry to
get started.
It was about 10 minutes before she was ready.
"All right then." she said, "Now turn around and come over here. Jim turned
to see Heather sitting in one of the kitchen chairs she had moved to the
center of the living room. She had changed and was now wearing only her
lace teddy. Jim's cock stiffened again as he saw her dark nipples poking
through the shear fabric.
Heather patted her lap and motioned Jim to lay across it. Once he was in
position he felt her hand slide up his thighs and push them apart. His
straining cock started to twitch again as she squeezed his balls gently.
"Now." she said "Do you know why you're being punished?"
"Yes," said Jim.
A sharp smack on Jim's right buttock made him gasp.
"Yes what?" said Heather.
"Yes Miss" said Jim.
"That's better." said his girlfriend. Now then, since this is your first
spanking, I'll try to go easy on you but don't expect to get up until my
hand
has these buns nice and hot."
Jim was starting to squirm. As Heather spoke, her fingers were trailing up
and down his buttocks. Every fourth or fifth stroke or so, her long
fingernail
slid up his crack from the back of his balls, right across his anus to the
small
of his back. Every time it crossed his anus, his cock twitched involuntarily
against Heather's naked thigh.
The fingers stopped and the spanking started. All in all it wasn't that hard
but as promised, Jim's bottom was hot when she finished. Once she was
done, it was back in the corner for another ten minutes with his bottom "On
display". Finally Heather came up behind him and told him to turn around.
Jim turned to find Heather completely naked and kneeling in front of him.
She leaned forward and took his now aching hardon into her mouth and
within a couple of minutes had him shaking at the knees as he came in a
thundering orgasm. She hungrily swallowed it all.
Much later, while lying in bed, Heather snuggled up to him and asked, "You
didn't mind your spanking too much did you?"
Jim had shaken his head.
"Do you like when I take charge," asked Heather.
"It was fun when you did." said Jim.
"Well maybe I will again," she said.
That had been the first time, but by no means the last. With this newfound
area of their sexual relationship uncovered, Heather had been exploring it
with incredible zeal. Each week it seemed, she had a new way of having him
be submissive to her. Sometimes it was as simple as having him naked while
she was completely clothed. Other times she had tied him securely while
teasing his body. The spankings continued with some regularity and other
punishments were also introduced. Jim had discovered the feeling of nipple
clips on his sensitive nipples and once a paddle had replaced Heather's hand
in his spanking. Just like the first time, Heather's fingers occasionally
teased
his bottom. A couple of times Jim had been sure that she would slide a
finger in but it had not happened. He was sure that if she did so he would
not
be able to keep from coming.
This week had seen something new again. Friday's date was to be at Jim's
apartment. On Thursday, a package arrived at the office with his name on it.
It was from Heather. Inside was a videotape and a note saying 'Be sure to
watch this tonight'.
That night Jim had plugged the video into the VCR and had sat down to
watch. The subject had been a shock. The tape started with a view of
Heather's living room.
Heather had walked into the picture a moment later.
"Hello lover" said his girlfriend's image. "I bet you're wondering why the
video? Well, Jill is helping me tape this so I could send you this very
special
message. I know we have a date tomorrow and I want you to be ready for
me just the way I want you. Just to be sure, I'm going to show you what I
expect.
"You've been a naughty boy again this week and you know what that
means.
Remember the first time I spanked you in this room?"
Heather was walking around her living room and the camera followed her.
Jim blushed as he realized that Heather's girlfriend Jill was watching and
listening as Heather told his submissive secret.
Heather walked over to the corner of the room that Jim had now spent many
times in and pressed herself into the corner. "Remember standing her like
this?" she asked over her shoulder. "But of course you are usually more
exposed than I am at the moment. Don't worry, tomorrow night you'll be
standing in the corner of your bedroom after your spanking. That's not how
I want you to prepare for me this time though. Come on and I'll show you."
Heather left the living room and the camera followed along, moving down
the corridor and into her large bedroom.
"I'll want you waiting for me in your bedroom." she said. "Now, I'll want
you to be completely naked for me." Heather started to remove her shirt. As
usual, she was not wearing a bra. Jim felt his cock growing as he watched
his girlfriend strip for the camera. That she was doing so in front of Jill
made him even hotter. The skirt was next and then the high-cut panties,
leaving Heather completely nude.
"You may want to watch this part several times." said Heather, but I expect
you to be in the perfect position when I arrive at 8:00 o'clock. I'll want
you
on the bed like this." Heather got up on the edge of the bed on her knees
facing away from the bedroom door. The camera was now almost directly
behind her and she talked to it over her shoulder. "There is one piece of
clothing I'd like you to wear." she said and picked up silk scarf from the
bed. "Make sure the blindfold covers your eyes completely. I don't want you
able to see a thing."
Heather tied the ends of the scarf behind her head and then spoke again.
"Once you're blindfolded, arrange yourself exactly as I'm doing on my
bed."
Heather turned around to face away from the camera and adjusted herself so
that her ankles were just hanging over the edge of the bed. She spread her
knees wide, wide apart and then slowly bent at the waist until her head was
resting on the bedspread. The effect was not lost on Jim. Heather's ass was
raised high up in the air and her buttocks naturally spread apart to give a
perfect view of her pussy from behind and, of course, the crinkled opening
of her anus. Jim could hear his heart pounding as he watched. Now
Heather's hands reached around behind her and she placed one on each of
her buttocks. Then, in a movement that made Jim gasp, she pulled her
buttocks wide apart!
The camera moved in slightly but it didn't need to. Jim could not have
imagined a more exposing position. The camera kept the view for a good
minute or two and Jim was motionless, captivated by the sight. Finally
Heather lifted herself up and pulled off her blindfold.
"Remember" she said, smiling directly into the camera, "I expect you to be
in that exact position at 8 o'clock and you are to stay in that position
until
you're told otherwise. I'll be using my key to get in. Oh yes, one other
thing."
Heather reached over to the dresser and picked something up. "I picked up
this little toy while Jill and I were at the sex shop today. You can expect
to
become acquainted with it tomorrow." Heather lifted her hand to show her
new "toy".
Jim stared in disbelief. The toy was in fact a butt plug. The flesh coloured
dildo was very tapered at the end then flared out to about an inch in
diameter
before narrowing at the "neck". The base of the 5 inch plug was very wide
so that the sphincter muscles could not pull the object deep into the body.
Jim had seen such toys before but now his girlfriend seemed to indicate that
he would be on the receiving end of this one!
The screen faded to black leaving Jim very excited. He replayed the video
over and over. Now here it was, 8 o'clock on Friday, and he was naked but
for a blindfold on his own bed. His hands kept his buttocks wide apart as he
waited.
The sound of the front door opening made him jump. It closed loudly and he
found his hearing listening intently for the sound of footsteps. He could
hear
footsteps walking around the living room for a few minutes before walking
down the hall. 'My God!' he suddenly thought, 'What if she's not alone.' As
scary as that thought was Jim's cock twitched at the thought.
Finally Jim heard the door to his bedroom creak open. He could feel that he
was being looked at and his cock seemed to get, impossibly, longer.
What would happen next, he wondered. He did not have long to wait.
64 Jennifer's Spanking
Jennifer waited once again. Her position could not be more vulnerable for a
girl already in her teens. She was bent far over, her head hanging down with
outstretched arms, her feet spread and hanging down also. Jennifer's tightly
muscled bottom was the highest point of her body and its prominence was
made all the more acute by the fact that Jennifer was completely nude.
Jennifer closed her eyes wishing that the humiliating punishment that she
would soon suffer was already over. How on earth could she have ended up
in this position again? Well the answer to that wasn't too hard to come by.
Being caught smoking behind the house with her cousin Alison meant that
she was in for more than a quick trip across her mother's knee. Now here
she was, spread and exposed over the 'punishment' bench in the basement
waiting for her father to come down and correct her errant behavior. As
much as Jennifer tried to think pleasant thoughts her mind kept coming back
to the punishment at hand and the embarrassment of a seventeen year old
being so exposed for it.
Punishments hadn't always been like this, she reminisced. Oh, there had
always been spankings. Both of Jennifer's parents came from strict
European upbringings and firmly believed in the benefits of corporal
correction. Jennifer was often pulled over one parent's or the other's knee
for a quick skirt-up, panties down bare-bottomed spanking.
As early as Jennifer could remember, spankings came in one of two
varieties.
Simple transgressions meant instant punishment over whichever parent's lap
was closest. Spankings were always on the bare regardless of who was
present or how much pleading was made. More serious crimes usually
meant waiting until after supper for a punishment to occur. This meant
waiting for ages and wondering how bad it would be. The anticipation of
such punishments usually made them seem twice as bad.
Evening punishments were usually meted out by Jennifer's dad who might
have her over his knee, bent over a stool or couch arm or lying face down on
her bed over a couple of doubled-up pillows. Spankings might be with a
hand, the hairbrush or a leather strap depending on the severity of the
misdeed. Evening punishments meant stripping down completely and the
embarrassment of doing so became more humiliating as Jennifer went
through puberty and developed both pubic hair and B-cup breasts. Evening
punishments also always meant 'corner time' with Jennifer standing in the
corner of the sitting room, nose to the corner, hands on her head displaying
her freshly spanked bottom to whoever happened into the room. On several
occasions Jennifer had to suffer the added embarrassment of someone from
outside the family seeing her naked body in the corner. On several occasions
it was her aunt and uncle who lived not far away but every once in a while
friends of her mom and dad would enjoy the view. Twenty or thirty minutes
of this exposing display would usually ensure that Jennifer would not soon
forget her transgressions.
Thankfully Jennifer only merited an "evening" punishment about every six
or eight weeks. The punishment bench had started only about three years
ago when Jennifer was fourteen as a result of getting into real trouble.
Being
caught shoplifting had ensured that the young adolescent girl was in for the
punishment of her life.
It was Jennifer's father who had picked her up from the store manager's
office that Friday afternoon. When sending her to her room that night,
Jennifer had been told that her punishment would be delayed until Saturday
evening. Jennifer had to spend the day in her room until Saturday so she
hadn't been able to see her father's preparations in the basement.
Dressed in only her dressing gown, Jennifer had been led by her mother
down into the basement that evening. After removing her gown, Jennifer had
to stand, naked with her hands clasped over her head while her father had
lectured her on the evils of stealing. Jennifer remembered how she had been
mortified that her nipples stuck out, erect, from her body. Jennifer had
always been a little embarrassed by the large size of her nipples when hard.
Like her mother, she had been blessed with particularly long and thick
nipples. She felt betrayed by them getting hard when standing in front of
her
father like that.
Once the lecture was over, Jennifer made her acquaintance with the new
"spanking bench". She would come to know it many times over the next
three years. The middle of the bench looked like a padded vaulting horse at
a
little above waist level. Jennifer had to present herself to the side of the
bench and bend over it. Little slots for her hands and a bar for her to hold
were on a frame in front of her. This left her hands outstretched in front
of
her and spread about eighteen inches apart. A pad and a pillow provided a
rest for Jennifer's head but this meant that her breasts and their still
protuberant nipples hung free beneath her.
Once in this bent-over position, Jennifer found herself with her head and
arms about a foot below the level of her upraised bottom. To ensure that she
would not move about, a wide leather belt was attached over the small of her
back holding her down firmly to the softly padded vault. Jennifer's wrists
were also restrained with soft leather straps. Her bottom was now pulled
tight and the firm, still boyish buttocks of the fourteen-year-old were
pulled
somewhat apart to leave her completely exposed. Jennifer's positioning was
not yet complete however. Jennifer remembered how first her left leg was
lifted, bent slightly at the knee and then lifted over a peg about twelve
inches
to her left. The peg was padded and fit just at the back of her knee.
Jennifer's foot rested in another slot whose leather strap held her ankle
firmly. The procedure was repeated with her right leg leaving her buttocks
now tightly spread and bent but even worse, Jennifer was now completely
exposed from the rear with both her lightly downed pussy and her crinkled
anus fully on display.
Just before the spanking started, Jennifer remembered with vivid clarity how
her mother had opened a small foil pack and removed a long gelatin capsule
from it.
"This is a ginger suppository Jennifer and you're going to find that it will
help you remember this lesson after your spanking has finished," said her
Mom.
Jennifer was confused for a moment about what a suppository was but that
confusion was quickly resolved as her mother moved between her
outstretched legs and touched the end of the capsule to the center of
Jennifer's tight anus.
Jennifer cried out in surprise and then alarm as the small object was pushed
past her sphincter muscle. Her toes curled involuntarily as her mother used
her finger to drive the suppository deep into her rectum. Almost instantly
the
caustic burning sensation of the ginger caused Jennifer to cry out. Her
parents could see the effects of the harsh intruder as their daughter's anus
clenched and released in rapid succession.
Jennifer remembered that spanking as one of the all time worst. Waiting
naked in the sitting room corner with her bottom on fire both inside and out
had been an unpleasant experience. She remembered swearing that she
would never get in trouble again but here she was, waiting, naked, spread
and exposed three years later just as she had been on that very first
'bench'
spanking. This evening, Jennifer had been told to go to the basement and
prepare herself. So, here she was, naked, bent over the punishment bench
with her bare and spread open bottom pointing at the door. She had been
waiting in this position for a good twenty minutes now and although she was
not physically uncomfortable (yet!), being seventeen and this exposed was
very embarrassing. Worse, Jennifer knew that her aunt and uncle were
visiting this evening and that meant she would be naked in front of her
uncle
again after her punishment. That hadn't happened in almost two years and
Jennifer had grown significantly in that time. Jennifer wasn't looking
forward to standing in the corner with her naked red bottom on display to
her relatives.
The sound of the door opening brought Jennifer back to the here-and-now.
She closed her eyes and waited as the sound of her father's footsteps
brought
him to her side. In a few moments the wide leather belt had been pulled snug
over the small of her back and her wrists and ankles were firmly held by
their own leather straps. Jennifer heard her father move back behind her
where she knew her spread open thighs revealed everything to his gaze.
"You're certainly right about her being spread open John."
Jennifer's eyes few open. Her uncle was in the room! Jennifer heard him
chuckle as she tried in vain to pull her knees together. The padded pegs at
the back of her knees prevented her from doing more than flexing her thigh
muscles and thus giving the men an even better show.
"Yes, it does position her quite well for punishment," said Jennifer's
father.
"Daddy!" pleaded Jennifer.
"I'm sorry Jennifer, but you've just brought this on yourself. It seems that
warming your bottom alone doesn't seem to keep you from following the
simplest of rules from your mother and myself.
Perhaps the embarrassment of having your Uncle Doug see you being
punished will make a difference."
The embarrassment of being this exposed to her uncle was not lost on
Jennifer.
The helplessness of her position only seemed to magnify the feeling.
Already she could feel the tears welling up. Jennifer's father and uncle
were
determined that Jennifer be as embarrassed as possible and they weren't
quite finished with her yet.
"You've certainly grown in the last couple of years," said her uncle from
behind her, "Not enough it seems to keep you and Alison from staying out
of trouble.
It's amazing how they grow into little women isn't it John?" said her uncle.
Jennifer felt a short tap on her bottom. It felt like the tip of a riding
crop. She
knew what that felt like from experience.
"Of course, when you've got them in this position you can see just how
much they've grown," he went on. "You'll see a bit later John that Alison's
bottom has filled out just like Jennifer's here." Jennifer felt each of her
buttocks tapped smartly in turn by the crop. "Where you see Jennifer's hair
here is golden blond, you'll see that Alison is brown." Jennifer felt the
tip of
the crop tap her sharply right on the center of her pussy! She gasped and
then let out a little cry at the humiliation of being smacked like that by
her
uncle.
Jennifer heard her uncle's footsteps as her walked around the spread open
teenager. She squeezed her eyes tightly closed trying in desperation to hold
back the tears.
"Jennifer's breasts seem a little smaller than Ali's," said her uncle, "but
you
can tell me what you think when you see Alison. My goodness, there is no
comparing their nipples though!" he said. Jennifer felt the tip of the crop
tap
once then again a little sharper against her left nipple. Against her own
volition, the fat nipple extended to its full turgid length. "These are very
large nipples John," said Jennifer's uncle as he took a closer look, "You'll
find Alison's quite a bit smaller."
"Yes, they get quite long and thick when she's excited or, like now,
scared,"
said Jennifer's father.
"I'll say!" said her uncle as he gave a last tiny tap to her now achingly
hard
nipple.
This final humiliation was too much and Jennifer felt the first of many
tears
this evening roll down her cheeks. Through her tears, Jennifer dimly heard
the two men discussing her and punishments in general. Suddenly the
speaking ended and the room became very quiet. Jennifer choked back her
tears and held her breath. Her punishment was about to start.
"Jennifer, do you know why you're being punished?" asked her father.
"Yes, Sir and I'm very sorry and I promised never to try smoking again."
Jennifer's voice was quivering.
"Well, you'll be sorrier in a minute," said her father. "I'm going to give
that
saucy bottom of yours a good taste of the hairbrush."
Jennifer caught a sob at the back of her throat as she said, "Yes, Sir."
again.
"Also, as I'm sure you expect, you'll be getting a suppository which you'll
keep in that bottom of yours until your corner time is over."
Jennifer's sob couldn't be contained now and it burst forth with a fresh
torrent of tears.
"Just to ensure that the embarrassment part of your punishment isn't
forgotten too soon, I'm going to have your uncle Doug insert it."
"Daddy! No, Please!" cried out Jennifer but the tip of the stinging
suppository was already touching the center of Jennifer's tight anal ring.
She
felt one of her uncle's hands palping her buttock to spread her anus to the
maximum extent possible then the thin long slippery capsule was slid past
her anus and into her rectum. Jennifer's uncle watched with interest as his
niece's strong athletic thighs squeezed at the padded pegs holding them
apart. The tip of his finger was still held at the entrance to the teenage
girl's
anus, which grasped and released it with a frantic 'winking' motion as the
burning sensation of the ginger began to go to work. Pushing forward
slowly, he worried the capsule deep into the young girl's bowels and was
rewarded by the sight of Jennifer's small feet and toes curling tightly in
response. Doug had never used a ginger suppository when punishing his
daughter Alison but he knew he would do so from now on beginning with
tonight.
Jennifer felt the long thick finger of her uncle twist as he pulled it from
deep
within her body. The suppository was already working it way on her from
her anus to well up her rectum and she tugged helplessly at the leather
straps
as she tried to squirm in relief. She was moaning out loud now at the
sensation but that would not last long as her uncle stepped back.
The first smack of the hairbrush took her breath away and the heat of it was
only starting to spread when the second smacked down on the opposite
buttock. In rapid succession, Jennifer's father smacked her bottom until it
was a bright pink from the top of her tan line to the crease of her thighs.
Jennifer was crying openly now as her father paused and ran the bristle side
of the brush over her buttocks. Jennifer's hips twitched as the light
scratching sensation awakened her over-sensitized bottom. The paddling
recommenced with John paying particular attention to Jennifer's sensitive
inner buttocks and the soft curve below her bottom. With her spread open
position, virtually all of her bottom was available for punishment from her
crack outwards. When John paused for a second time to let his sobbing
daughter catch her breath, his bristle-side strokes of the brush covered the
entire area. When stroking the brush down her sensitive crack, John dragged
the brush lengthwise from the small of her back across her anus to her
perineum.
The third and final set of smacks was the hardest yet and Jennifer was
sobbing uncontrollably when they finished. Jennifer's father and uncle
released the straps and pulled the still crying teenager to her feet.
Jennifer
knew better than to attempt to cover up, although at this point she couldn't
care less that she was giving her father and uncle even more of a show.
Taking his nude daughter by the arm, John led Jennifer up the stairs and
into
the living room where Jennifer's mother, aunt and cousin Alison were
waiting.
"Into the corner young lady." said her father. Jennifer moved to the
familiar
corner of the room. Placing her hands on her head, she moved forward until
her nose was pressed right into the corner. She moved her feet about
eighteen inches apart and turned her toes inward, as she had been taught. In
this position, she knew it would be very hard to clench her buttocks, which
felt about twice their normal size.
Jennifer was on fire inside and out. The ginger suppository had now fully
melted inside of her leaving a hot burning sensation all along her rectal
canal. Her buttocks, of course, were still burning hot and she was sure that
they were providing a bright red sight to those watching. Jennifer hated
'corner time'. In some ways she felt even more exposed than over the bench.
Her tears were still rolling down her face but she knew she wouldn't be
allowed to lower her hands until her time in the corner was over.
"All right Alison," said Jennifer's aunt Sara, "Now you know what's in store
for you. Your aunt and I are going to bring you downstairs for your
punishment."
At least I won't be miserable by myself, thought Jennifer as her cousin was
led downstairs by the two older women.
The basement door closed leaving the two men sitting and looking at John's
naked and red-bottomed daughter. Jennifer squeezed her eyes shut and
settled down to wait.
65 Pregnant Submission
Nicole closed her eyes and luxuriated in the warm water of her bubble bath.
She sank a little lower in the oversized tub silently thanking her husband
for
perhaps the thousandth time for insisting on installing the extra large tub.
Even when she hadn't been pregnant it had been a decadent sensation but
now, with her distended belly weighing her down, it was hard to imagine life
without it.
Nicole opened her eyes into the candle-lit room and let her hands stroke her
tummy. "God I'm only 8 months." she thought. "Surely I won't get any
larger."
The combination of the warm water and her light fingertips was having its
usual effect on the pretty 25-year-old blond. Nicole could feel that
familiar
twinge between her legs as she began to get turned on. In her half-reclining
position, she could still reach below her round bell to her pussy. Nicole
gasped softly as her fingers found her tight clit. "Mmmm" she moaned,
"Ooooh, I'd better be careful for I'll come before Brad gets home and that
would never do."
Nicole had heard different stories from different girlfriends but for her,
pregnancy had seemed to make both her and Brad horny all the time.
"Hmmm," she mused to herself, "Almost an hour until Brad's home. Maybe
his little slave girl should surprise him."
Nicole and Brad had always enjoyed domination and submission games in
the bedroom and Nicole loved to play the submissive role. One of the things
she had done almost since the start of their relationship was to keep her
pussy submissively shaved smooth. Nicole had once had a light down of
blond curly hair down there but no more. She took this opportunity in the
bath to remove any hint of hair over her now pink and swollen pubis.
Nicole finished up in the bath and dried off thinking of how she would
'prepare' herself for her dominant husband. She started with the baby oil.
Working slowly, she started oiling her body from head to toe, paying
particular attention to her breasts and pussy. Nicole's breasts and pussy.
Nicole's breasts had never been large, a 'B' cup at best but now, 8 months
pregnant, they had swollen to a solid size 'C'. They were very sensitive.
Her
nipples, however, had become impossibly long. Nicole had always been
blessed with nipples that were somewhat oversized for her tight breasts, but
now the fat dark nipples stretched for over an inch when erect. "That seemed
to be all the time these days," thought Nicole as she watched her areola
crinkle in a light draft of air. Nicole sucked in her breath slightly as her
nipples tightened achingly hard.
Nicole rubbed the oil over as much of her back as she could reach before
covering her round buttocks. With one hand, she slid her well-oiled fingers
between the cheeks of her bottom and along her crack. Unable to resist,
Nicole let her middle finger slide effortlessly into her anus to the first
knuckle.
"Mmmm, I'm sure Brad will be giving this part of me plenty of attention."
chuckled Nicole. Pushing a little harder, the well-oiled finger slid deeper
into Nicole's rectum eliciting a moan before the young girl pulled her hand
reluctantly away.
Glancing at her watch, Nicole realized she had better hurry if she was going
to surprise Brad. Pausing in the bedroom only long enough to take one of
her silk scarves from her drawer, Nicole made her way down to the living
room. The front door opened directly into the living room and Nicole
wanted to be the first thing that Brad discovered.
By pushing the coffee table off to one side, Nicole left the whole carpeted
area open for play. She took several of the throw cushions from the couch
and placed them one over the other in the middle of the room. "This should
be perfect." she thought as she knelt down in front of the pillows. Nicole
had
arranged herself to be facing away from the front door in a position that
she
knew Brad would find irresistible. With a last glance at her watch, Nicole
figured she had between 5 and 10 minutes left so it was definitely time to
get
ready. Reaching up, she carefully tied the scarf so that her eyes were
completely covered. She shuffled forward on her knees until they touched
the cushions and then bent carefully over them arranging her swollen belly
to hang down freely from her body. Nicole shifted positions slightly to make
sure she was comfortable and then spread her knees wide open. She could
feel her buttocks part naturally as she did so leaving her pussy and anus
exposed for 'inspection'. Snaking a hand down between her legs, Nicole
gently stroked her pussy and then spread her sensitive inner lips wide
before
pulling her hand away. "Now he'll be able to see just how wet I am." she
thought.
In the few minutes she had to wait, Nicole got more and more turned on. She
loved this kind of submissiveness and the anticipation of waiting was often
one of the best parts. Her mind went into overdrive as she imagined what
might be done to her by her dominant husband. The sound of the front door
opening made Nicole gasp with excitement.
"Honey, I'm home." called out Brad.
Nicole remained silent, holding her breath as she listened for his
movements.
"Hmmm, What have we here?" said Brad as his footsteps carried him into
the living room.
The sight that greeted the young man was enough to excite anyone. Brad's
8-month pregnant wife, a shapely blond was completely exposed in the most
submissive of positions. With her knees wide apart and her bottom raised by
the cushions, Brad had a perfect view of both her crinkled brown anus and
her swollen pussy lips.
The soft light of the living room only served to highlight the slippery,
oiled
skin and the smoothness of Nicole's shaven lips.
Brad smiled as he enjoyed the view. Leaving Nicole in her submissive,
widely spread position, Brad moved into the bedroom where he quickly
removed his clothing. With a quick stop on the way back to the living room,
Brad was soon back behind his beautiful pregnant wife. Kneeling down
behind her Brad got an even closer look at her body. Nicole's tight brown
anus was twitching. Nicole could sense her husband right behind her, only
inches from her widely exposed body. She knew the muscles of her anus
were twitching as though they were nervous to be penetrated, but she
couldn't help it. The movement was completely involuntary.
Brad looked a little lower to see Nicole's bare pussy lips. The pregnancy
had
made them fatter, longer and almost always wetter than they had been
previously.
Nicole's arousal was obvious with her juices already starting to trickle
down
the sides of her thighs. Brad couldn't resist running his finger down the
soaking slit to find her clit. Nicole gasped at this first sensation. Her
clit was,
of course, achingly hard. Brad's finger tickling the end of it didn't make
it
any less aroused.
Brad's fingers left Nicole's body and she strained her ears trying to hear
what he was doing. If she had been able to see, Nicole might well have
closed her eyes again. Brad was just opening their jar of Vics Vap-O-Rub.
He knew that Nicole would be expecting her bottom to be thoroughly teased
and that she almost certainly be expecting a teasing lubrication with the
Vaseline she had thoughtfully provided.
Dipping his finger deep into the jar, Brad covered it with the warming gel.
Brad moved his finger forward until the tip hovered over the tiny brown
opening. It was close enough that the gel at the tip of his finger was now
touching the very center of Nicole's anus but his finger as yet was not.
Brad
moved his fingers in minute circles.
Nicole gasped as the cool sensation of the Vics touched her most sensitive
opening. Brad's finger teased the crinkled brown opening with the tip of his
finger covering the brown ring with the pungent gel. The heat-generating
jelly was just starting to have effect and it was immediately obvious to
Brad.
As the sensitive muscle began to feel the heat Nicole's anus began clenching
and releasing in earnest. Brad heard Nicole's low moan as she realized that
the cool lubricant was not, in fact, Vaseline.
As Nicole's anal muscle relaxed, Brad took advantage to slip just the tip of
his finger past her sphincter. Nicole's bottom clenched involuntarily and
Brad had to hold his finger steady as the movement pulled at his finger. He
smiled once again as he felt Nicole struggle to relax the tight rear
aperture.
Just as she succeeded, Brad slid his finger slowly but firmly all the way
into
her rectum.
Nicole couldn't help but gasp at the intrusion. Brad's finger twisted
sensuously through a full rotation as he coated the sensitive inner
membranes of her rectum with the sensitizing gel. Nicole's anus was
clenching hard at Brad's finger now but the Vics had served to lubricate her
thoroughly. Brad pulled his finger almost all the way from her bottom then
slid it in again hard.
"Oh Please..." whispered Nicole.
It was unclear what she was asking for but Brad could guess. His pretty wife
had probably been getting worked up for ages and was now ready to be
brought to a climax. Brad had a few tricks up his sleeve first.
Pulling his finger from his pretty wife, he left the Vics to work on the
sensitive opening, knowing that it would get steadily warmer in her already
hot bottom.
Nicole could already feel the effects in a path from the highest point on
her
body, her exposed anus along her rectum to what seemed like deep inside of
her.
The jelly seemed to continue to heat up adding to the heat that seemed to be
constantly a part of Nicole's body these days. In the past few weeks it
seemed like she was always running a temperature but now she felt like her
core body temperature had instantly doubled.
Brad was not done yet. Reaching into the toy bag he had brought with him
from the bedroom, Brad took out one of their smallest rectal plugs. Nicole
was no stranger to a variety of toys to be used inside of her body but with
the pregnancy advancing, she felt more comfortable and just as excited with
something small in her bottom. Covering the thin white rubber plug with
more Vics, Brad teased the tip of it into her twitching bottom.
"Oh!" gasped Nicole as the plug slid in deeper. Nicole tried in vain to
relax
her bottom but the effect of the Vics was already taking over control of her
anal muscles. She clenched and unclenched involuntarily as Brad teased the
long thin plug into her. The rectal plug got wider and wider until the round
ridge at the middle was up against her anus. Brad waited for her anus to
"wink" open then pushed the ridge gently past her anus and into the depths
of her rectum. The wide "T" base kept the plug from disappearing into her
body and the wide round ridge would ensure that it stayed there until Brad
decided to remove it.
With the tip of the plug sticking out from between Nicole's pretty buttocks,
Brad took advantage to heat up other parts of her.
"You've been very naughty." he said softly as his right hand stroked all
over
her swaying bottom.
"Oh yes Sir. I've been awfully naughty and I think I should be punished."
Brad's response was a light spank on Nicole's left buttock. Nicole moaned
softly. Brad spanked his pretty wife all over her tightly stretched bottom
until the two globes were a light pink. Every fourth or fifth spank was a
little
harder and every minute or two, Brad tapped the end of the rectal plug
lightly getting a gasp or yelp at the sensations he was causing. By the time
he was done, Nicole's bottom was warm to the touch just as the inside of her
bottom was hot.
Brad dipped the finger and thumb of each hand back into the Vics and
reached around his bent over and submissive wife. With the blindfold firmly
covering her eyes, she had no idea what would happen next but Brad could
see from her slowly swaying hips that she was already very turned on.
Brad carefully grasped Nicole's left nipple between his thumb and fingers of
his left hand. The Vics on his fingers slid all over the hard brown nipple.
Brad had always loved Nicole's long nipples but this pregnancy had made
them absolutely incredible in size. They were always long and fat and now
almost always hard. He squeezed and rolled the thick nubbin in his fingers
and reached at the same time for the right nipple, hanging downward from
her swollen breast. Nicole gasped again as he had both her thick nipples in
his hand. The slippery nature of the Vics meant that he couldn't squeeze too
hard without her nipples slipping free of his grasp but at the moment, that
suited Nicole just fine as her nipples were incredibly sensitive.
Having squeezed and tugged at the thick brown buttons for a moment or
two, Brad stood up and stepped back to let the Vics have its effect on the
nipples also.
It took only a moment and Nicole knew that the slippery sensation at her
aching nipples was not all that would happen there. The heat generated at
the
tips of her ripe breasts was not intense but given how sensitive she was, it
didn't have to be. If felt as though Brad had attached her nipples and the
depths of her rectum together with hot cables. Nicole was now squirming in
her exposing bent-over position.
Brad enjoyed the sight for a moment or two, watching Nicole at any time
was a turn on but in this exposing position, it was great. Nicole was so
turned on that she was becoming less and less aware of what was happening
around her. Brad stood behind her and watched as the tip of the rectal plug
waved back and forth in the center of Nicole's spread open bottom. Brad
knew that if he just left her like this for a moment or two longer, she'd
come
all by herself but this was something that he planned to share in.
It took only a moment and Brad was as naked as his pretty wife. Kneeling
down behind her, he coated his rock hard erection with some more Vics. He
could feel the kind of the heat that he knew he had already caused her deep
inside of her body. Brad reached out and tapped the end of the rectal plug.
The sensation was transmitted like a shock wave to the tip of the plug
buried
several inches into Nicole's rectum.
"Oh God!" panted Nicole, "Brad, I'm not going to last much longer."
"I know it baby. Neither am I" said her husband.
Brad grasped the end of the plug and gently eased it from Nicole's grasping
anus. The round ridge passing out of her caused Nicole's hips to begin
bucking and Brad thought she might lose it.
With the plug out of her, Nicole's anus didn't stop for a moment in its
desperate clenching movements. Brad shuffled forward and put the tip of his
cock at her over-hot entrance. Nicole could feel the tip of him at her
opening. She rocked back and struggled to relax her bottom as he dipped the
head of his cock into her bottom. Once inside, they both knew what they
wanted. It was only a moment before Brad was buried to the hilt in his
pretty
wife's bottom. Reaching over her he grabbed the rock hard nipples in his
fingers again and tugged as he rocked in and out of her ass.
Nicole was already very close and it didn't take long before she was bucking
against Brad, trying to pull even more of him into her body. She came once,
hard and then again as the sensations from her anus, from deep in her rectum
and from her aching nipples all combined to pull her to new heights. The
sensations of her swollen belly and breasts only served to make her hotter.
Brad felt Nicole come as he heard her cry out. Nicole's cries and the
sensation of her anus squeezing hard during her twin orgasms brought him
right to the edge. Brad thrust harder, and felt his cock twitch hard inside
of
Nicole's bottom. His breath, already ragged, now came in great gasps as he
began to come.
Nicole felt the sensation of Brad's come spilling into her as though it was
molten lava. Her already sensitized rectum made her feel every drop of him
as it spurted inside. Brad's own cries of passion served to push over the
edge
one more time as her hot rectum and anus tried to squeeze every last drop
from him.
It was hours later after a hot bath for two that the two of them were curled
up in bed cuddling.
"I wonder if you'll be just as hot once you're a mother." wondered Brad out
loud.
Nicole smiled. "I'll always be your little slave girl." she said, "and I'll
always be ready to get extra hot with you."
66 The Farmer's Daughter
"Bye Hon" called Betty's Mom. "I'll see you later!"
"Mmmm" said Betty, "a whole day to play." Betty stretched languorously
and then kicked the covers from her naked, 17-year-old body. Betty had
shunned nightclothes since she was 13. With one final stretch, the lithe
teenager rolled off the bed and onto her feet. As usual, the first sight to
greet
the young girl was the view of her full length mirror in her bedroom.
"Well sexy, what shall we do with you today?" Betty asked her reflection.
Reaching up with both hands, she grasped her "B" size breasts and squeezed
them gently. The sensation always sent a shiver down her spine. With the
thumb and forefinger of each hand, she grasped her fat pink nipples and
pulled them out from her body. "Come along you farmer's daughter!" she
said to herself "into the shower." Betty and her family had lived on their
farm all their lives. Today, however, she had the place to herself. With her
Mom out shopping for the day and her father and brother out on a fishing
trip, she'd be able to do what she wanted with her day.
"A few minute later, Betty was wrapped in an oversize terry towel and
drying her hair when she heard the doorbell. "Damn he's early." she thought
then ran down the stairs. Peeking around the door, she saw that, sure
enough, it was her boyfriend, John. "C'mon in, but I'm not even dressed
yet." she said.
"Don't bother on my account." grinned John.
Betty tossed her head insolently as she scampered back up the stairs. John
quietly followed her up the stairs. Betty was in panties and just pulling on
a
bra when her boyfriend peeked around the corner of the open door. "Hey
don't wear one of those he said."
"John!" squealed Betty as she threw the bra in the general direction of his
head and covered up her breasts with her hands. A moment later she dropped
her hands to her sides, letting him see everything. "He's seen it all
already"
she thought. Still, Betty didn't wear a bra, instead she pulled out a tube
top
from her drawer and then put on her favourite cut-off jeans, the ones that
seemed to mold themselves to her body.
John and Betty shared some breakfast together and chatted about mundane
topics for the next few minutes. Betty's mind had now completely woken up
and she was becoming more and more curious as to what the two of them
would be doing today. Betty and John had been fooling around together
since they'd been going steady, about 2 years now. Betty had gone "all the
way" with her boyfriend although she knew that her parents would kill her if
they found out. In Betty's family, the usual over-the-knee spanking would
be the least of her troubles if they really knew how much John and she did
together.
"So, what'cha want to do today?" Asked John. Betty shrugged her
shoulders. "I don't know." she said "But I hope it's fun." Hand in hand, the
two teens headed out the door for a walk. Past the south pasture and along a
wooded trail, they talked about friends and local events. When they got to
the nearby pond, Betty was delighted to find it was deserted. On many
occasions, there were a few of the local kids swimming here.
"C'mon John, let's skinny dip!" said Betty. In a flash, her orange tube top
was over her head and her cut-offs were in a puddle at her feet. Squealing,
Betty jumped right into the pond. As she surfaced, she turned around. John
was just pulling his shorts off, leaving Betty with a clear view of his
naked
body. "Mmmm," she said to herself, "he sure is gorgeous." Betty licked her
lips as John's cock and balls came into view, nestled in his thick blond
curls.
A moment and a splash later, John was surfacing in the water right beside
her.
Betty reached over and grabbed his long penis under the water. "Got
something for me there handsome?" she said in a coy voice.
John's cock immediately thickened at her touch. "Mmmhmm," he said and
it's got plans for you today."
"Oh?" said Betty.
"Would you like to try something adventurous?" said John "I've got a
couple of ideas that would be very hot."
Betty arched her back, and floated away from her boyfriend. As her breasts
rose up above the water, she looked over at him, "My body is yours to
command."
Ten minutes later, completely refreshed, their hair still dripping wet, the
attractive teens pulled on their clothes and headed back to the house.
"The whole family is out for the rest of the day. We've got the whole place
to ourselves." whispered Betty as she snuggled into her boyfriend's
shoulder.
"Then get ready for some hot fun young lady." said John.
As they walked into the yard, John steered Betty toward the barn instead of
the farmhouse.
"Got plans for me in here?" giggled Betty.
"You'll see," said John.
The barn was empty except for the hay bales stacked along the sides and
near each stall. John brought Betty in and closed the barn door behind them.
"Hmmm" he said, "Well, if this is going to be a surprise, we'll have to have
you close your eyes.
"OK" said Betty and closed her eyes.
"Well, just to make sure..." John said and then Betty felt him tying his
bandanna over her eyes. Even when she opened them, she couldn't see
anything.
"What are you going to do John?" she asked.
"Just you wait little lady. I've got plans for you."
Betty could hear John moving around the barn then, his hands on hers,
pulled her hands together in front of her. The feeling of rope around her
wrists made her shiver.
"You're going to tie me up?"
John just chuckled.
"Mmmm, that's so hot." said Betty.
John felt a thrill as he realized that this was turning Betty on as much as
him.
He had always had fantasies of tying up a pretty girl and now, here was his
girlfriend, the prettiest blond in 3 counties who was hot for him to do it!
John finished tying her wrists together and then looped the rope over the
beam that was above Betty's head. Betty felt the rope gently pulling her
hands higher until they were stretched directly over her head. She felt
incredibly submissive and totally vulnerable. What would happen next, she
wondered.
She didn't have long to wait. With Betty completely helpless, John took his
time walking around, her looking at her body closely, indulging in it. He
could see Betty turning her head, trying to follow him by the noise of his
movements. At one point he leaned over and kissed her gently on the lips.
"Mmmmm" moaned Betty as she strained forward to continue the kiss. John
moved again, his next touch was just the tip of his tongue as it licked her
left
earlobe. Betty moaned again. Then his tongue again, this time sliding into
her right ear. This time Betty gasped.
John was in seventh heaven. Taking his time, he moved around to Betty's
front and gently, an inch at a time, took the top of her tube top and pulled
it
down. As it passed the fullest part of Betty's breasts at the nipple, the
top
slid down further, letting her firm teenage breasts pop out. The nipples
were
already longer and thicker than John had ever seen them. It was one of the
things he liked best about Betty's body. Betty was squirming now. "Oh
God," she though, "Please just suck them, they ache so much."
John must have been reading her mind, because he next bent to her right
nipple and sucked it forcefully into his mouth.
"Oh!" gasped Betty as she arched her back, thrusting her naked breasts
forward.
John stood back now and then reach forward with both hands to take the
swollen nipples in his fingers. Grasping them firmly, he pulled Betty
forward again, pulling her breasts into tight cones before letting them
drop.
Betty was in a daze. Her whole attention was on the sensations in her body.
When she felt John's fingers at the clasp of her cut-offs, she stood still,
letting him pull the shorts and her soaked panties from her body. The tube
top was next, sliding over her hips and then down to her feet.
Completely naked now, John could smell his girlfriend's lust. He slid a hand
up one thigh and watched Betty spread her legs to give him better access. He
trailed two fingers up the side of her pussy lips and around, but not on her
clit. Betty was panting. Without warning, the two fingers now slid deep into
her tight pussy. "Oh God, yes!" cried Betty as she raised herself up on
tiptoes. She was sure she was close to coming but John wasn't done with her
yet.
His fingers left her pussy and he walked slowly around behind her. "What an
ass." John thought to himself as he surveyed Betty's perfectly formed
buttocks. Kneeling down behind the naked girl, he again stroked up her
thigh. Betty spread her legs, wishing for him to touch her pussy again. John
stroked upward until he had one hand on each smooth buttock. Very slowly,
but very firmly, he spread them apart, deliberately exposing Betty's tight
brown anus to his view. Betty whimpered at the sensation. She had never
before felt so exposed or so hot.
Suddenly the hands were gone. Panting in short, hard breaths, Betty listened
as John moved about the barn again. In a few short moments, she sensed
him behind him. Betty heard the whistle of something swing through the air.
"What is that?" she wondered. It sounded like the sound of a branch that's
swung through the air. It took a moment before her over-stimulated brain
could make the association and by then the switch was whistling again.
"Oh!" cried Betty as a thin hot line was painted across her buttocks. John
switched her again, and again. This wasn't like the kinds of punishments
that Betty had been given in the past, this kind of stimulation was making
her even more hot. Each sting of the switch was fire hot but quickly turned
into a deep heat that seemed to be directed directly at Betty's soaking
pussy.
The switching stopped and Betty heard John move around again to her front.
She could hear that his breathing too was short and strained. It turned her
on
even more to think that he was as excited as she was.
"Did you like that?" whispered John into her ear.
Betty gave a throaty chuckle "You know I did. The spanking made me sooo
hot." John moved closer and Betty could feel his bare skin against hers. He
had removed all his clothes at some point and she could feel his hard cock
bobbing against her leg.
"Do you feel that?" he asked.
"Mmmm yes."
"I'm going to slide it into you soon. I'm going to get it all wet with your
juices then I'm going to slide it into your tight bottom. Would you like
that?"
"Oh God John, I'm so hot, you can do anything with me, even fucking my
ass."
"I'm not quite done with you yet though." said John.
Betty just moaned in frustration as he moved away from her again. Her
wrists pulled against her bonds as she strained her lithe body towards him.
The whistle of the switch was softer this time but the target was not her
already hot bottom. The switch struck squarely across both breasts just
below the nipple.
"Oh!" cried out Betty again at the unexpected heat. The switch struck again
and again a third time, this time right over the overengorged nipples. The
three thin lines of heat, made Betty's nipples even stiffer. If John doesn't
take me now, I think I'll come in a minute anyway, thought Betty.
John was walking around her again, letting the tip of his switch trail over
his
blond friend's body. Betty felt the twig across her nipples and along her
tight tummy. As John walked behind her it slid over her shoulders and then
down her spine. John let the switch move lower and lower then slid the tip
between her buttocks and along the crack, across her sensitive anus. Betty
went up on her toes and turned her heels out at the sensation. The effect
was
only to spread her buttocks out more. John felt himself get even stiffer at
the
sight. He had to have her now! He couldn't wait even another moment.
Suddenly the bright morning sunshine poured into the dimly lit barn though
the doorway. "What is going on here?" demanded Betty's Mom as she
strode into the barn.
John withered at the sight. Betty's Mom took in the whole scene at a glance.
Under her blindfold, Betty though she was about to die of embarrassment.
She tugged frantically at her bonds as she felt her tears of humiliation wet
her boyfriend's bandanna.
"Out" said Betty's Mom as she looked at John, now scrambling for his
clothes. Without a backward glance, John left the barn at a dead run. Now it
was Betty's Mom, Julie who walked around the still helpless teenager.
Betty, unable to be sure of what was happening, still pulled at the rope
holding her wrists to the beam in the ceiling. Julie smiled slightly as she
looked at her bound and blindfolded daughter. The switch was as John had
left it, the tip still resting between Betty's round buttocks. The thin red
lines
from the switching Betty had received were quite obvious across her tight
bottom. As she walked to the front, the three lines across Betty's breasts
were visible also.
Julie had not had a chance to look at her daughter's naked body in years and
certainly never like this and despite herself, it seemed to turn her on.
Julie
was no stranger to bondage and discipline games and this, without a doubt,
was what had been happening here this morning. Julie noticed Betty's
overengorged pink nipples where the switch had caught them and at the top
of Betty's thighs, the sight of Betty's own juices made Julie shiver.
Julie reached down and picked up the switch making Betty gasp as it pulled
from between her buttocks. "Well, what suitable punishment do you think
you should have for this young lady?" she asked her daughter.
Betty whimpered, "Please Mom. Please let me down."
"I think not quite yet" said Julie, making up her mind as she said it. "I
think
you're in just about the perfect position for the punishment to fit the
crime.
Don't you?"
Betty just trembled in reply. Julie was walking around her now, holding the
switch in her right hand. Betty's head followed her, trying to figure out
where she was standing.
Suddenly the now familiar sound of the switch swished through the air and
Betty yelped as a light stroke hit her bottom. That was followed by another
and another as Julie's mother began warming her bottom in earnest. Over
the next 10 minutes, the strokes picked up in intensity and frequency as
Betty's bottom was tanned for the second time that morning. By the end of
it, Betty was crying softly, hanging in her bonds.
As suddenly as it had started, the spanking stopped and Julie stepped back
to
admire her handiwork. Betty's bottom was a dark shade of pink with light
criss-crossed lines across both cheeks. The young girl was alternately
clenching her buttocks and releasing them at the intense heat she was
feeling. Julie walked around to Betty's front again and was not overly
shocked to see that Betty's nipples were still betraying her excitement.
Julie
knew that if she felt between her daughter's legs she'd find her soaked. For
a
moment, she was tempted to do so, but then decided not.
With just the tip of the switch, Julie began teasing Betty. Over her tummy,
around to the back and down her spine. Just as John had done, Betty felt the
tip of the twig as it slid between her buttocks and along her crack. The
shiver
up her spine was involuntary as the tip crossed Betty's clenched anus.
Down her leg and then up again, this time from the front and Betty shivered
again. When the tip touched her tight nipples, Betty gasped and then moaned
in embarrassment as she realized that her own mother could see that she was
sexually aroused.
The switch pulled back and snapped tight across the over-engorged nipples.
Betty gasped. In light, but sharp, strokes Julie struck first the underside
then
the tops of Betty's teenage breasts. When she stopped after only a few
strokes Betty was panting.
Julie put the switch down beside the over-stimulated girl and started to
walk
toward the door.
"Mom, you're not going to leave me here are you?" pleaded Betty.
"You're not done yet young lady." said Julie, "Your father will be
completing your punishment. Betty just whimpered with frustration and fear
"I wouldn't worry though," continued Julie, "He'll be home very soon."
Julie closed the barn door behind her and trotted into the house. She had
plenty of preparations to make.
Betty's father Bill was home only about 30 minutes later. From her helpless
position blindfolded in the barn, Betty could hear the pick-up park near the
house. With her eyesight removed, it seemed that her hearing was more
acute than normal.
Julie was waiting on the porch. As Bill and their son Rob came up the
stairs,
Julie intercepted Rob right away.
"Honey," she asked. "I need you to do me a big favour right away. Your
aunt Jane has a package for me that I forgot there earlier today. I know you
must be tired, but could you go and pick it up for me?"
"Sure Mom." said Rob, "I'll take a bike ride over. Is it OK if I'm back only
around supper time?"
"Sure Hon." said Julie smiling. That would be just about perfect.
Rob headed out on his bike a few moments later. Bill looked up at his wife.
After 22 years of marriage, he knew how to read her like a book although it
probably wouldn't take a brain surgeon to figure out that Julie was aroused.
"Got a little afternoon delight planned there Babe?" he asked.
"Wellll, not exactly." chuckled Julie. "Although it involves your favourite
kind of kinky play."
Quickly, Julie told her husband all about her discovery of Betty and John in
the barn. Bill was at first furious, then curious, then incredulous as Julie
told
how she had continued Betty's punishment and left her tied and helpless in
the barn.
"You mean to tell me that she's still there?" he asked.
Julie just grinned, "I guess you'll just have to come and see."
"Just what do you have in mind?" asked Bill.
"Well Honey, you know how you're always saying how the punishment
should fit the crime? Well, here's what I was thinking of doing...."
A few short minutes later, the couple walked arm-in-arm to the barn. Julie
opened the door and motioned Bill inside. Once in the door, both of them
remained silent. Bill just stood at the door, drinking in the sight of his
teenage daughter, her hands bound to the beam in the ceiling and the
bandanna still keeping her eyes completely covered. The thin pink stripes
that both John and Julie had given her were quite visible across her tight
breasts.
Julie and Bill walked forward and to either side of the trembling girl.
Betty's
head turned from side to side trying to figure out what might be happening
by their sounds. The only thing she was sure of was that there were at least
two people beside her. The embarrassment of being so exposed in front of
others was very intense. Betty knew that her face was blushing a bright red
under her blindfold. To make matters worse, the heat of the spankings
seemed to have transferred directly to Betty's soaking pussy and swollen
clit. She felt like her clit had inflated to twice its size and was sticking
straight out of her.
"Hello?" she asked in a timid voice.
"Well young lady, you've gotten into a mess of trouble this time, haven't
you?" said Bill in a stern voice.
"Daddy, I'm sorry." whispered Betty.
"You know that I always say that the punishment should fit the crime." said
Bill.
"But haven't I been punished enough?" asked Betty.
"No, you haven't." said Bill, but by the time you go into the house, you'll
be
sure that you'll not be so careless about such sex games in the future."
While Bill had been talking, Julie had moved a couple of hay bales behind
Betty. Taking a sheet from the bag she had with her, Julie covered the
bales.
Bill now reached up and untied the rope holding Betty's arms above her
head. Rather than letting it go, however, he pulled it and Betty's hands
further back and then further again until Betty leaned back and finally lay
back across the hay bales. The rope was now tied so that Betty's hands were
stretched out horizontally. At least, the blood could now rush back into her
arms and she could lie down. The position was not lost on Betty however.
Tied like this, she was even more vulnerable. Her feet were still tied wide
apart to the floor and with her hands the way that they were, her back was
now slightly arched upward. This left the highest part of her body being her
raised pudendum lightly covered by a muff of pale blond curly hair. The
points of her upturned breasts were the next highest part of her.
Bill walked around the teenager again and surveyed the position she was in.
She certainly was exposed this way but she'd be even more exposed in a
moment.
"OK young lady." said Julie, "We've decided that if you're going to act like
a little girl, then you'll be treated like one."
Julie sat down between Betty's legs and began trimming her blond pubic
hair with a pair of scissors. For the first few tugs and snipes, Betty
couldn't
figure it out. When she did, she moaned in embarrassment. When the blond
curls were down to a short stubble, Julie took a warm, wet washcloth and
laid it on the already hot pussy. Betty squirmed as she heated up yet more.
In a couple of minutes, the cloth was removed and Betty felt the unusual
sensation of something wet being rubbed across her pussy. She couldn't help
but pull at her bonds at the sensation. The razor was next. Julie worked in
short firm strokes removing the last of the pubic hair as she had done to
herself every week for years now. She knew that the sight of a smooth pussy
was always a big turn on for Bill. She wondered if the sight of Betty's
would
affect him as much.
Julie stepped back to admire her handiwork. Betty's pussy was now as
smooth as the day she was born. Julie backed up to stand right in front of
Bill. She leaned back and could feel Bill's hard-on press against her ass.
Turning, she looked up and saw her husband's eyes bright with excitement.
Clearly the shaving had turned him on as much as her.
Betty was mortified. Although she couldn't see it, she could feel a gentle
waft of air cross her now bare pussy. Betty had never felt this exposed
before in her entire life. This was worse than being naked. Despite her
embarrassment, Betty's soaking juices were now clearly visible, betraying
her body's arousal. Both Julie and Bill could see the girl's swollen labia
covered in the slick juices. Between her legs, a tiny trickle of them slid
down
between her buttocks and along her crack.
Bill moved forward now and picked up the switch. He let the tip of it slide
across Betty's stretched tummy, first toward her breasts, stopping just
short
of the lowest line across her lower breast, then downward toward the raised,
exposed pubis. Betty held her breath, wondering what would happen next.
Bill pulled the switch back and let a short, sharp stroke strike just at the
top
of the mound. Betty yelped. Moving downward, Bill's perfectly placed
strokes made little stinging strokes across the swollen lips and upper
thighs.
Bill carefully avoided Betty's clit that was, as she feared, now peaking up
between her lips to show its swollen, slick state.
He trailed the tip of the switch again, up her spread thighs and along the
side
of her pussy. Just at the top of the lips, he let the tip drag lightly
across the
swollen nub.
If Betty could have jumped she would have. The touch of the tip of the
switch against her clit was electric! Unable to move, Betty gasped and
tugged frantically at her bonds.
Bill now put the switch down and both he and Julie prepared Betty for the
next and last parts of her punishment.
Julie had brought a bag with Bill's and her toys including some of the toys
they used during their bondage and discipline games. Now Julie pulled out
some leather straps and in a few minutes, Betty's ankles were tied to the
beam in the ceiling, spread ninety degrees apart in a wide spread-eagle.
Additional straps at the top of Betty's thighs, kept her upper body
stretched
backwards across the hay bales.
Reaching into the bag again, Julie pulled out a toy that she had felt
herself
many times. It was her rectal plug. Before Bill ever gave her a strapping
across her own bottom, he always inserted the plug into her bottom. She
knew that the sensations of her bottom being stretched on the foreign
intruder were as embarrassing and as exciting as the strapping herself.
Julie
reached back into the bag for the Vaseline and the leather strap that she
handed to Bill.
Showing Bill the rectal plug and the Vaseline, Julie moved toward Betty's
now upturned bottom.
"Since you think you're old enough to play kinky sex games." said Bill
"You can be punished the same way your mother is when she's naughty."
Julie's head whipped around in shocked as Bill's words registered. Bill just
grinned back at her and shrugged his shoulders. Beneath her blindfold Betty
too was shocked. What did he say? Her Mother?
Julie knelt between Betty's upstretched thighs and opened the jar of
Vaseline. Dipping a finger deep into the jar, she covered it with the
slippery
jelly.
Betty jumped at the first touch. What IS that? she wondered. The tip of
Julie's finger rested just at the opening of Betty's anus for a moment,
smearing just the rim with the Vaseline. Then in one long motion, Julie slid
her forefinger as far as it would reach into Betty's tight bottom.
Betty cried out in shock at the strange sensation. For the last two hours,
her
body had been subject to more stimulation than her young years had ever
had before but this was another thing altogether. The sensation of the long
cool finger deep in her rectum, slowly twisting back and forth and coating
her rectum with the Vaseline was at once so intense and so surprising that
Betty was simply shocked silent.
Julie's finger came out at a quarter the speed it went in and twisted in
long
slow rotations as it did so. Julie knew from experience the kinds of
feelings
Bill's finger generated in her when she was lubricated. She looked up
between Betty's thighs to her blindfolded face for her reaction. Betty
seemed
to be holding her breath waiting for what would come next.
Dipping the rectal plug into the Vaseline now, Julie brought the tip of the
device to Betty's now lubricated anus. She rested the thin tip of the
plastic
plug against Betty's anus for a moment and then slowly began sliding it in.
In and out in minute strokes Julie worked the plug into Betty. The rectal
plug started narrow but quickly became thicker and then narrowed again at
the neck of it before flaring out into its wide base. Julie had often had
this
exact plug inserted into her own rectum before a strapping. Bill sometimes
left it in all night or made her wear it all day to remind her that she was
submissive.
Betty's breaths were coming in short ragged gasps now as the sensations of
this foreign intruder began driving her over the edge. Just as the thickest
part
of the plug reached her anal ring, Julie held it there. Betty thought her
heart
would stop, wondering what would happen next. With a tiny push, Julie let
the plug seat itself with the neck held tight by Betty's sphincter muscles
as
they desperately tried to close themselves on the device.
Betty was full now, fuller than she had ever imagined being. The rectal plug
wasn't painful but it was so stimulating in an area of her anatomy that was
so sensitive that it was driving her crazy. She was sure she was going to
come any minute.
Julie moved away and let Bill move closer, holding the leather strap.
"Don't forget you're being punished young lady."
Her father's voice seemed to come from far away as Betty tried to keep
herself from having an orgasm right there. She didn't hear the strap moving
through the air or sense it coming but the feeling of the hot leather
slapping
hard against her bottom woke her up right away. Betty cried out at the
sensation. Bill struck again and again, knowing it was leaving Betty's
already punished bottom red hot.
After a dozen hard strokes he stopped. Betty was crying out. Bill looked at
her squirming in her bonds and knew from how her mother always reacted
that Betty was very close to coming. The heat of the strapping was now
translating directly to Betty's soaking pussy that was visibly lubricating.
Julie could see it too.
Julie reached over and with just the tip of her finger tapped firmly on the
end
of the rectal plug.
The sensation of the simple finger tap was like a bolt of lightning to
Betty.
She cried out as the incredible sensation was translated deep in her body.
The finger tapped again, firmly and Betty cried out again, and struggled
against her bonds. Julie tapped again and again, in a firm rhythm and in a
moment, it was enough. Crying out loudly and thrashing as much as she
could in her bonds, Betty began coming in wave after wave of orgasm. It
seemed to go on forever and when it was over, all was quiet in the barn.
Gently, Julie and Bill unfastened Betty and removed her blindfold. Bill was
smiling slightly as he looked down at his disheveled daughter. "I hope you
learned your lesson." he said.
"I sure did." said Betty as she walked out of the barn, the rectal plug
still
firmly lodged between her buttocks.
67 A Letter to the Editor
Dear Sir:
I have read your magazine with some interest over the past months. I was
first introduced to your fine publication while visiting my brother and
sister-
in-law's home. I spotted a copy in the night table of the guest room where I
was staying. When I asked my brother Bob about it, he told me that he and
his wife were firm believers in corporal punishment and that their three
daughters had been punished that way for years. During my stay I got to see
Carol, their 18-year-old put over her mother's knee for an old-fashioned
over-the-knee bare-bottomed spanking. Afterwards while Carol stood in the
corner of the room with her panties and jeans still around her ankles, Mary
(my sister-in-law) told me some more of how the children were punished. I
got very aroused while Mary was telling me about the various punishments
meted out and later that night, the mental images of it were vivid in my
mind
as I brought myself to a fabulous orgasm with my fingers.
I should tell you a little about myself. I am a 34-year-old computer
consultant; single with short blond hair and a figure that I keep in shape
through aerobics. I was spanked on the bare bottom by my parents until I
was 18 when I moved out on my own. The punishments I received were
very straightforward, quite unlike some of the punishments Mary had
described.
About 3 months later, Mary and Bob called to see if I would be willing for
Janice, their eldest, to visit for a couple of weeks. Apparently the family
was
going on vacation and Janice had to stay behind for some exams at school.
Since we only live a few miles apart, I was the easiest place for her to
stay. I
replied that I'd be happy to have her. I made sure the guest room was
cleaned out for Janice's arrival that weekend. On the Saturday morning,
Mary called to let me know that Janice was on the train and would be here in
an hour or so.
"Now remember Sue," she said "if Janice gives you any trouble while she's
with you, you have our full permission to punish her as you see fit. Janice
gets punished about once a week on average so I wouldn't be surprised if
you have to turn her over your knee while she's there." A chill shot up my
spine at Mary's words. The thought of a naked eighteen year-old bent over
my lap for a spanking had me soaked in moments.
The first few days passed uneventfully. Janice, at 18, was fun to have
around
and the apartment was certainly more alive for her presence. On the fourth
day of her stay however, that all changed.
I had set a couple of simple rules for Janice while she was visiting. There
were to be no boys in the house while I wasn't there, Janice would have to
let me know where to reach her when she was out in the evening and she had
to be back no later than eleven o'clock each night.
Thursday night I returned home from work to find no Janice and no note
saying where she was. I was a little irritated but my irritation turn to
outright
worry when she still wasn't home by nine o'clock. At 9:15, Janice walked
through the door as though everything was wonderful. One look at my face
and she realized it was not.
"I though we had an arrangement about letting me know where you'd be in
the evening." I said.
Janice looked a little worried. "I'm sorry Aunt Sue, I was studying at
school
and I must have forgot."
"Well I've been worried sick here Janice. I was just about to call the
police!"
Janice's face turned pale as she realized how upset I was. "What do your
parents do with you when you don't keep the ground rules?" I asked quietly.
"They p-p-punish me." quivered Janice.
"Well I'm going to do the same." I said. "Go to you room and get ready for
bed. I'll come and see you in your room in a few minutes."
Janice was trembling slightly as she walked out of the living room. I gave
her about 10 minutes to think about it before following her. On the way to
the guest room, I picked up my hairbrush from my vanity. Mary had told me
that the girls usually got spanked with a leather strap but I figured my
brush
would do the job for this evening.
As I walked into Janice's room I caught my breath. I had expected to see her
in her usual nightclothes sitting on the bed waiting for me but she was not.
Instead, she was standing in the very corner of the room facing away from
me. Her nose was pressed right into the corner. Janice had changed into a
lacy baby-doll nightgown that I hadn't seen before. Aside from that, she
wore nothing. Her hands were holding the nightgown tight, high up her
waist leaving her lower back and her buttocks completely bare to my gaze.
My pussy seemed to clutch at the sight and I could feel myself getting very
slippery and very hot. I sat down on the end of the bed and didn't say
anything for a moment. I could see Janice was also breathing quickly and I
remembered that Mary had told me that both older girls often got aroused at
some point during their punishments. I shook my head and tried to pull
myself back to the issue at hand.
"All right Janice, come over here." I said. Janice turned and walked right
over to me. She stopped about two feet away and waited. Her nightie was
still being held up high on her waist and her pussy was now in plain view.
There was surprisingly little hair covering her mons and what was there was
pale blond leaving a clear view of her puffy outer lips. Although Janice's
head was hanging down, I could see she was blushing furiously at being so
exposed to me like this for the first time. I started to understand Mary's
belief that embarrassment was an effective and essential part of every
punishment. The baby-doll was so sheer that I could clearly see the outline
of her nipples, which were both dark pink and very erect.
"Over my knee, Janice." I instructed. Janice was quick to do so, relieved,
perhaps that her pussy and breasts were now hidden from view.
I felt her body rest over my knee and adjusted her slightly so that her
bottom
was well placed. I could feel her breasts hanging down against my nyloned
left leg and the sensation made me even hotter.
"Ok Janice, now why are you being punished?" I asked.
"Because I didn't follow instructions. I'm really sorry." she answered.
"All right, given it's your first infraction here, I'm just going to give
you a
spanking," Janice seemed to uncoil with relief, "but make no mistake. Your
mother told me in great detail how you're punished at home and I won't
hesitate to punish you 'fully' if you don't follow my simple ground rules."
With that, I started spanking Janice with my hand. Alternating from one pale
buttock to the other. It was the first spanking I had ever given! Janice's
bottom was very pink and she was squirming when I paused to pick up the
hairbrush.
Without pause I rained a series of sharp smacks over the already hot cheeks.
Janice cried out again and again and her feet kicked out like someone
swimming the breaststroke as I completed the punishment. With her kicking
like that, I had a perfect view of her nether regions from her light brown
anus all the way to her pink inner pussy lips that yawned open wetly every
timed she kicked.
After about fifteen spanks to each buttock I put the hairbrush down. Janice
was crying quietly as she hung, limp, over my lap. I rested my hand on her
buttocks that were now hot to the touch.
"Now, are you going to follow the rules?"
"Yes" replied Janice in a very contrite voice.
"All right then, get back into the corner and think about why you've been
punished." I said.
Janice shuffled back to the corner and hitched her nightie back up her waist
now displaying two bright red buttocks that contrasted sharply with her
brown tan line. I left the room very hot myself. I gave Janice another ten
minutes to compose herself before I poked my head back into the room. I
was happy and a little thrilled that she was still waiting, submissively
pressed into the corner.
"Ok Janice, you can go to bed now."
A few minutes later there was a timid knock on my door. I had a copy of
your magazine open to one of the pages of a girl bent over an older woman's
lap with her buttocks all red from a spanking. At the sound of the knock, I
immediately stuffed it under the covers. Then I pulled it back out and left
it
lying on the bedspread as I answered, "Come in."
Janice walked into my bedroom now wearing the T-shirt I usually saw her
wear to bed. "Aunt Sue, I just wanted to say I'm sorry for what I did and
that
I know I deserved that spanking. I'll try to be good for the rest of the
time
I'm here."
I stood up and gave her a big hug and told her I hoped she was good for the
rest of her stay too. As Janice turned to leave I saw her catch a glimpse of
the magazine on the bed and the full-page picture that it was open to. Her
eyes got a little wider and I heard a tiny gasp before she left to go to
bed.
I was so aroused that as soon as she had closed the door behind her I was
touching myself. It only took a few short minutes before I was thrashing
about in the hottest orgasm I could ever remember.
For over a week Janice was a model guest but on the last Friday night of her
stay she broke the rules again, this time quite seriously.
Janice had asked to borrow my car to go to a friend's to 'study'. She
promised to return by 11:00pm so I figured it wouldn't be a problem. I got
the number of her friend Barbara and went out on my own to catch a movie.
I was back at 10:00 and waited up for Janice. She wasn't home at 11:00 and
at 11:30 I called Barbara's. Barbara's mother answered right away and said
that neither girl was there and if I found them to let her know right away
because Barbara was out past her curfew. Barbara's mother volunteered that
Barbara's behind was likely to suffer the consequences as her father was
upset at her being out late. Apparently they had both gone to a party and
had
not left the phone number.
It was close to 1:00am when Janice finally returned and by then I was
steamed. I was ready to put her over my knee right away for a repeat
performance of the previous week's punishment. I figured I'd spank her
completely nude this time and frankly I was kind of looking forward to it.
When Janice actually walked in the door, however, I immediately changed
my plans.
Janice was drunk, really drunk. Her words were slurred and she stumbled as
she walked. When she walked into the room, her eyes went wide as she saw
me.
I cut her off as she tried to explain. "Did you drive home?" I asked. Janice
nodded miserably. I ticked off the infractions on my fingers as I listed
them.
"One, you lied to me. I called Barbara's mother and found out that you
weren't even there. Two, you didn't let me know where you were. Three,
you're late. Four, you've been drinking and are obviously drunk. And five,
you've been driving while intoxicated which is, over course, illegal!"
Janice's head hung down in misery. She knew she was in for it.
"Go to bed Janice. Sleep it off but make no mistake. Tomorrow morning
you're going to get punished properly for this misbehaviour.
Janice stumbled down the corridor to her room and I started thinking about
what I'd do in the morning.
Saturday morning I was up early. By now my anger had dissipated and all
that was left was my excitement at the punishment Janice had coming. I
poked my head into her room but she was sound asleep. I figured she
wouldn't wake for at least two of hours. I pulled on some sweats and jumped
in the car. I had a couple of purchases to make.
I was back in less than an hour and a quick check ensured that Janice was
still asleep. It was almost 11 o'clock when she finally woke up. In her
usual
long T-shirt, obviously somewhat hung over, she shuffled down the corridor
to the kitchen where I was enjoying my second cup of coffee.
On seeing me Janice seemed to wake up a little. "I'm sorry about last night
Aunt Sue." she said.
"So am I Janice but don't think that will get you out of the punishment you
have coming."
Janice gulped and blushed. "I guess I deserve it." she said meekly.
"I certainly think so." I said, "Now get into the bathroom and get showered
and cleaned up. I'll expect to see you in the corner of the living room in
fifteen minutes naked as a jaybird.
"Yes Ma'am." said Janice as she scurried off to the bathroom.
It was just a little less than fifteen minutes later that I saw a naked
blond go
past the kitchen door toward the living room. I let her wait a few more
minutes. When I walked into the living room, Janice was standing in the
corner as instructed. Her pretty buttocks, accentuated by her dark tan lines
were on display.
I sat down on the chair in the middle of the room and had Janice come over
to me. She stood in front of me and, unasked, spread her feet shoulder width
apart and then clasped her hands behind her head. Mary had told me about
this position. I lectured her for a couple of minutes while I drank in the
view
of Janice's submissively offered body. Her breasts were pulled up and tight
to her chest but the dark pink nipples stuck way out betraying her arousal.
I
knew the feeling. My own nipples were so hard they ached.
I put the naked girl over my knee and started with a hairbrush spanking.
Janice was squirming by the time I was done. When I stopped I kept her
over my knee. Janice hung there, submissive to whatever would happen
next. "You know that you're going to be 'fully' punished?" I asked her.
"Yes Ma'am." she answered quietly.
I reached behind me and picked up the jar of Vaseline I had strategically
placed there.
Janice gasped as I placed the jar on the small of her back. I'm sure she
knew
exactly what it was. I dipped the forefinger of my right hand deep into the
jar and pulled it out covered in the clear petroleum jelly. I reached over
with
my left hand and gently rested it on Janice's hot buttocks. I rubbed up and
down for a moment and then, using the thumb and forefinger of my left
hand, I spread her cheeks wide open to reveal the light brown crinkled
opening. For a moment, I did nothing, letting the tension build. Janice
began
clenching and releasing her anus, letting it 'wink' at me despite herself. I
brought my right forefinger down and rested the tip, covered in the cool
Vaseline on the center of her anus. Janice gasped at the sensation. I left
it
there a moment. I then started pushing it in, slowly, as far as I could
reach.
I watched Janice's toes curl in as my finger pushed deep into her rectum.
Once it was all the way in, I held it there a moment before twisting it
slowly
back and forth. Janice whimpered in embarrassment. I pulled my finger all
the way out and added more Vaseline before sliding it back in. I wanted to
be sure that she was completely lubricated.
Janice was trembling slightly as I finally pulled my finger out her. From my
vantage point I had a perfect view of all her charms. I leaned over slightly
and I could see that her teenage pussy lips were swollen and puffy. They had
spread apart slightly and I could see the pink inner lips were completely
soaked. I was sure mine were the same.
I kept her buttocks spread as I reached back to grasp something that had
hitherto only been used on me.
Mary had explained that the humiliation of having her bottom examined and
spread open was often the most effective told in keeping Janice in check.
I had retrieved a special rectal dildo from my own night table that morning.
The plastic device was not too large but it had an odd shape, getting wider
at
the middle before narrowing down to a small neck and then flaring out to a
wide base. Once inserted, the dildo acted as a rectal plug, unable to be
pushed out or pulled in. Janice's sphincter would try in vain to close on
the
long narrow neck of the device. Mary had told me that had used a similar
device during punishments in the past.
Janice jumped a little as the tip of the cool plastic touched her anus,
still
slick with the sheen of the petroleum jelly. I nudged the tip into her and
then
started moving the plug in and out in ever-lengthening strokes. Within
moments Janice was gasping with ever stroke. At each push, her knees
would spread wide.
As the thickest part spread her anal ring wide, she whimpered. I held it
there
a moment, then pushed it home, letting her own muscles pull the device
deep into her. Janice's breathing was short and shallow now at the various
sensations running through her.
Leaving the plug deep in her body, I now stood Janice up. Her face was
flushed with embarrassment partly, perhaps, because she knew there was
more to come.
Taking her by the arm, I walked the naked teen over to the back of my
leather couch. I had placed a couple of towels over the back of the coach,
which was conveniently at hip height. I had Janice bend over them to rest
her head on the cushions. Her hips were still a little high but spreading
her
feet wide apart handled that.
The sight of Janice in this incredibly submissive position was making me
very hot. Her still-red buttocks were sticking way up in the air with the
base
of the rectal plug poking up between them. Walking around to the front, her
blond hair was hanging down to spread across the cushions. Her round
breasts with their hard nipples were pressed flat against the black leather
couch.
"Now don't you move until you're given permission, young lady." I
instructed.
"Yes Ma'am" said Janice meekly.
I walked out of the room and into the bathroom to get the next part of
Janice's punishment ready.
"You know Sue, the thing that is most effective as a punishment is a good
old-fashioned enema." Mary had told me.
"If we're going to give one of the girls an enema, it's always after a good
hard spanking. We'll expose their bottoms, lubricate them thoroughly and
leave them in a tail up, head down position for a while to remind them of
the
trouble they've gotten themselves into."
While on my errands that morning, I had stopped by the pharmacy. There
were several choices when it came to enema equipment. Rather than the
conventional bag and tube, I had chosen a douche syringe. The nozzle had
been longer and thicker than either the regular nozzle or the rectal
syringe.
I filled a basin with warm water and brought it and the douche nozzle back
to the living room. Janice was still bent over the couch, her feet resting
wide
apart.
I set the basin down behind her and filled the bulb of the douche with it.
Then I reached up and grasped the end of the rectal plug still lodged in
Janice's pretty bottom. Before pulling it from her, I couldn't resist
twisting it
through a full circle of rotation. Janice gasped out loud as I did so. Very
gently, I pulled the rectal plug from her. Her anus closed slowly as it left
her,
clenching as though missing the rear penetrator.
I reached down and picked up the douche syringe with my right hand and
covered the tip with yet more Vaseline. As I had done with the plastic
dildo,
I touched the tip to her tight anus then slid the whole nozzle home. I saw
that
Janice was holding her breath, waiting for what was sure to come next.
I squeezed the large bulb firmly, letting the water force its way up deep
into
her bowels. I heard Janice moan and whimper in abject humiliation, as her
most private area was flooded with water. Again and again, I pulled the long
nozzle from her and refilled it only to reinsert its full length back, deep
into
her rectum and insert more warm water.
By the time I was done, Janice had received almost 3 quarts of water and
was visibly uncomfortable. I pulled the nozzle from her for the last time
and
picked the plug back up. Again, I inserted the rectal plug, but with all the
attention her bottom had received, this time it slid in easily.
I stood up and took my time putting the basin back in the bathroom and
cleaning the douche syringe. When I got back to the living room, Janice was
squirming uncomfortably and moaning over the couch. I sat down in a chair
behind her and simply watched.
It was quite an incredible sight. Her bare bottom was sticking up, her
buttocks spread naturally wide open. The end of the rectal plug was sticking
up erotically between them. I watched her bottom wriggling back and forth
as the water that had been inserted deep into her worked its way through her
bowels.
Now I stood up and picked up the short leather strap I had found that
morning. The first strokes were light, but within a moment or two, I was
delivering short sharp smacks to each cheek. Janice's buttocks had faded in
color somewhat but the strap brought back their blush with a vengeance.
Within a minute, Janice was crying outright as I burned her bottom with the
strap.
As soon as it had started it was over. I put the strap down and waited for a
few moments for Janice to compose herself. Then I had her stand up. I took
her by the arm and led her to the bathroom. She was able to walk only in
short steps and her face was completely flushed with embarrassment. Her
face was wet with her tears of the punishment. I wasn't sure if they were
tears of pain or embarrassment but I suppose it doesn't matter.
I placed Janice over the toilet and had her bend over. I reached down and
tugged the plug from her. She plopped down to the toilet and started
releasing the enema despite her humiliation at doing so in front of me.
I left her alone to finish voiding the full enema. I was sitting in the
living
room when Janice, returned and, without asking, went back to the corner of
the room to stand there.
I left here there another ten minutes before finally telling her that the
punishment was over.
Janice turned around and started back down to her room then she turned and
came back to me. Throwing her arms around my neck she said, "I'm sorry
for what I did and thank you for punishing me Aunt Sue. I know I deserved
it."
I hugged her back. "I hope it makes you remember to be a good girl from
now on Janice." I said.
"I won't forget this in a hurry she giggled."
"All right I said, go and get dressed." I gave her a light tap on the behind
as
she headed down the hall.
I headed down to my room myself. I closed the door behind me and pulled
my sweats off. The rectal plug that had filled Janice was sitting on my
nightstand next to the Vaseline. I dipped the plug deep into the Vaseline
and
then bent over the bed on all fours. I slipped my hands between my legs, one
of them holding the plug. I teased the tip against my anus then pushed, hard
until I was as full as Janice had just been. The sensation was almost too
much for me.
I reached up to my pussy with both hands. I was dripping wet. With one
hand I slid two fingers deep into my hot slit and with the other, I started
rubbing my hard clitoris. The most incredible orgasm I've ever had hit me
like a ton of bricks.
Mary and Bob were fascinated by my tale of Janice's punishment and made
me tell them every detail. I know one thing for sure, I'm a definite convert
to
corporal punishment.
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