Acquisition 8/38 (BDSM, NC, WS, VOY, HUM, FF, M+/F)
by Headhunter
As Bess rubbed soothing lotion onto Pam's very red ass after their
shower, she asked, "You really were embarrassed at being naked in front
of that young man, weren't you?"
"Yes Bess," Pam whispered. "It was so humiliating. He could see
everything, Bess."
"I like keeping you naked Pam and if other people see you, well... I
liked seeing him naked, too. God, he does have a beautiful body though,
doesn't he Pam? Did you see that time he was helping me with the weight
bar when I was doing bench presses. He was standing at my head. That
nice young cock of his was only inches from my face." She laughed, "I
could have lifted my head and given him a lick."
Pam made a face and thought to herself, "Yuck, licking a penis."
Bess was droning on, "Not that licking it would have done any good."
Then more serious, "I saw you checking him out too, Pam."
Pam blushed and admitted out loud that she had enjoyed looking at
Scotty. Then she added, "He liked working out with you Bess."
That comment made Bess swell with pride, then she thought about
it. "Pam, are you jealous?"
"Bess, I don't want to lose you. He is a real body builder. What if you
don't want to workout with me anymore? I couldn't stand not having my
time here with you."
Bess hugged Pam to her, "You never have to worry about that. I'll never
let you go. You know how to keep me happy. Don't worry about Scotty, he
is just a nice kid." Then she tickled Pam 's ribs and laughed, "But one
that is fun to look at."
Pam dreamily answered like a school girl, "Yes, he is."
The next day, during the time Pam spent at Bess', she did chores. As
she cleaned the house she couldn't help but notice wadded up paper
towels in the bottom of the waste basket in the basement. The thought
of Scotty's ejaculating cock made her wet as she walked up the stairs
in her high heels, ass swaying, after picking up the basement. "Stop
it, Pam," she thought to herself, "He is just a kid and you are happily
married... Well, married, anyway."
Unfortunately Bess was busy with some bank business that afternoon, so
Pam wasn't visited in her room by what the women had begun calling "Mr.
Friendly the dildo." Pam relaxed by herself in her 'secret room,'
enjoyed the solitude and watched a few minutes of an X-rated video. She
seemed drawn to the tapes, and couldn't help but watch for a while.
At home that night, Pam hoped that Bill would show some interest in
her. She seemed to be thinking of sex all the time these days.
The next afternoon, after transporting the kids home from school, Pam
headed back to Bess'. She had a couple of hours for their workout,
before she needed to fix dinner. At the back door Pam could hear some
activity in the basement. She slipped off her shoes and went to the top
of the basement steps. Bess and Scotty were already well into their
routines. Pam watched for a moment, enthralled by the movement of
muscles under the young man's skin. She also couldn't help but look at
his genitals that swung gently below his rippled torso.
Bess finished an exercise and, looking up, spotted Pam's feet at the
top of the stairs. "Pam, is that you? Get your ass down here."
Pam knew she was in trouble. She had been too embarrassed to remove her
clothes without seeing who was in the basement. Now she was trapped.
Pam took a tentative step. "Move your fat ass, now!" demanded Bess.
Pam hurried down the stairs, and looked sheepishly at the floor.
"Pam, Pam, Pam, you're being a naughty girl. What are you supposed to
do at the back door?"
Pam, humiliated that Scotty was hearing this, whispered, "Take my
clothes off."
"Speak up! And tell US what the hell are you doing down here in your
dress?"
"I'm sorry Bess, please... I didn't... with someone else here... I..."
Bess stepped forward and grabbed the collar of Pam's dress and ripped
it open. Some of the buttons popped off and others slipped through the
buttonholes. It opened to Pam's waist, exposing the white cotton bra
she had worn to school.
"Pam, you know the rules and while you might be embarrassed, think of
how Scotty feels. He is standing there all exposed and YOU, a middle-
aged housewife, are dressed. He is probably mortified. How
inconsiderate of you. Not to mention breaking my house rules. Take your
clothes off and 'assume the position'."
Pam, tearing up, softly said, "I'm sorry," and removed her clothes.
Once naked Pam walked past an uncomfortable looking Scotty. He looked
away not meeting her eyes, not because he was upset or embarrassed
himself, but because he was embarrassed and sorry for Pam.
Pam bent over the bench and Bess approached with the paddle.
"I'll only give you a few swats Pam. I don't want your bruised ass to
interfere with a good workout. I want you to keep making progress on
your goals." Bess turned to Scotty, "Listen, I know that this will
excite you, but don't jack off, I don't want another mess on the floor."
Scotty who couldn't takes his eyes off the paddle said, "Yes, Ma'am,"
with a feminine inflection in his voice.
The paddle fell on Pam's luscious ass. With every smack, Bess stole
glances out of the corner of her eye at Scotty. Each time the paddle
hit the exposed housewife, Bess could see his cock jump. Each swat made
it a little harder.
Bess stopped after only a mild paddling. "Pam, sit up, I want you to
see something," Bess ordered. Pam sat on the bench and Bess waved
Scotty over. He had a nice six inch cock, that like the rest of his
body seemed somehow "pretty". It bobbed up and down as he took the few
steps to the bench.
"Pam have you ever seen a man's cock other than your husband's in real
life? I know you have seen them on the X-rated tapes. But have you seen
any cocks 'in the flesh', so to speak?"
"No," whispered Pam.
"Well take a good look, love. A hard cock is one of the most beautiful
things in the world, especially in the eyes of horny old women like you
and me."
Pam was mesmerized by the male organ and testicles that were only a
couple of feet from her face. Bess reached down and touched Scotty's
cock. He jumped back and his cock immediately deflated.
"Oh, well," sighed Bess, "It was nice while it lasted."
Bess turned to Pam, who was too embarrassed to look at either of them
in the eyes, and said mockingly, "Pam, I'll bet his friend Jake can
keep Scotty hard."
Neither Pam nor Scotty said anything, but after the embarrassment had
worn off they gave each other brief smiles as they went about their
workouts. Bess was bold in her manipulation of Pam. She touched and
caressed Pam's body at every opportunity, but she also made a point to
run her hands across Scotty's chest and ass as well. "God this is
great," Bess thought, "I love being able to play with these two."
After the workout Bess decided to see how submissive the young man
really was. She had seen the bond forming between Scotty and Pam. And
from his reaction to Pam's paddling and the welts on his ass, she knew
that he understood about being punished.
"Scotty, I'm going to warm Pam's ass a little more now that the workout
is over. I was thinking that you might like to join her on the bench."
A look of fear crossed his face. "Ma'am..."
Pam chimed in, "Bess, you can't do..."
Bess cut her off saying, "Quiet Pam, you have already disappointed me
tonight."
Bess turned to Scotty, "Come on Scotty, You need to do this... "
"But Jake never lets... unless he is... I can't explain, but I will get
in trouble."
Bess had a sudden revelation. Of course others must play this game. She
had been so wrapped up in taking possession of her neighbor that she
hadn't even thought that other people must have the same kind of
relationship that she had with Pam. There would be others like Pam who
could be manipulated into doing what other people wanted. Of course
there must be other people like her who enjoyed pulling the strings of
weak willed people. People who had a need to be controlled.
Bess tried a new tact. The thought of paddling this powerful young man
gave her a thrill. She would make it happen!
"Scotty, you told us Jake threw you out. If he threw you out he won't
mind, he doesn't care now. Come on, I'm letting you work out on my
equipment. Jake won't let you do that. Don't you think you owe me
something for the favor."
The young man looked uncertain, "You won't tell anybody?"
"Of course not, this is just between the three of us." Bess took hold
of Scotty's arm and pulled him towards the bench with authority.
Scotty shrugged his muscular shoulders and allowed the small woman to
lead him.
"Pam, assume the position. Scotty, get down next to her."
Pam complied but was unsure about this new twist. She felt that she was
losing something special with Bess. At the same time, she felt
protective of the young man whom she really liked. It was strange,
sometimes she felt like his mother, other times his sister, yet she
enjoyed looking at his naked body and felt an unconscious thrill when
she caught a glimpse of his beautiful cock and balls. There was some
connection but it wasn't like she wanted him as a lover. It was
different.
She felt Scotty settle on the bench next to her. Their shoulders and
hips were touching.
Bess looked down at the naked man and woman. Two naked asses were
displayed before her like an erotic sacrifice. "God this is exciting,"
she thought. She reveled in the power she felt. For the first time in
her life she understood her desire to control others. Until now
everyone in her life had run away from her domineering personality, But
now, finally, she had found an outlet for her need.
She raised the paddle and struck Pam's heart shaped ass. Then she hit
the muscular buttock of the young man. It felt different, much firmer
than the soft flesh of Pam's ass. But it felt good. Pam was struck
again and Bess enjoyed the difference, that felt good as well. Bess
excitedly paddled back and forth between them. Scotty turned his head
and looked at Pam. He could see tears running down her face. She cried,
but he could also feel her shift her hips rising to meet each of Bess'
blows. The paddle didn't hurt Scotty much. Jake had used wooden
switches on him and hit a lot harder. But the excitement of being
paddled by someone new did make him feel that thrill of submission.
Even if it was a woman. He could feel his cock harden. The bench was on
his abdomen and his cock stretched towards the floor.
Bess enjoyed looking at the hardening cock and the pussy that was as
wet as she had ever seen it.
Scotty reached out took Pam's hand in his, as a comforting gesture. Pam
turned and looked at the face that was only a few inches away. Through
her tears she could see him smile at her. Then he bit his lip as Bess
hit him with an extra vicious smack.
"Isn't that sweet. Holding hands to get through your punishment
together," Bess mocked. Bess hit them each another time then
said, "Don't move, either of you." She bent down next to Scotty's ear
and whispered to him. Pam couldn't make out what she said, but Scotty
said, "Yes, Ma'am." She whispered again and her replied, "I think it
will, Ma'am." A few more whispers then another, "Yes, Ma'am."
Scotty looked away from Pam but continued to hold her hand tenderly in
his. Bess stood and resumed hitting the pair. Pam felt like her ass was
on fire. But the pain was intermingled with pleasure and she knew her
nipples were hard and her vagina soupy. Surprisingly, her jealousy of
Scotty had changed. She was now comforted by his presence and it seemed
more exciting to be sharing the experience of punishment with him. The
fact that he was male and so much younger also had an erotic effect on
her.
As Pam winced from another blow, Scotty slowly moved their hands back
under the bench. At first Pam thought he was shifting to avoid the
paddle, but then his large powerful hand cupped her delicate hand
around something hot and velvety. Pam jumped when she realized what she
was holding, then she jumped again when the paddle hit her burning ass.
Scotty squeezed her hand around his hard cock and began gently moving
her hand up and down its length with his hand. They both looked up and
their eyes locked. She could see pleading in his eyes. He could see
excitement tinged with sympathy in hers. He continued to move her hand
up and down. Pam couldn't believe what was happening. She was holding a
man's hard penis in her hand and it wasn't Bill's. She was masturbating
him. Something that she never did with her husband.
Scotty pleaded with his eyes, then said softly to Pam, "I'm staying
hard because of the paddle." Then he pleaded with her... "Please Pam...
Please... "
Pam's heart broke for the young man. His hand moved her hand the length
of his cock several more times. Then he slowly withdrew his fingers
from hers. "Please... ," he whispered.
Pam held his cock gently, smiled at him, and as the paddle hit her ass
once again, began to stroke him. She was doing it.
Without her pussy being touched she felt a small orgasm flash through
her body. She grabbed his cock harder and began to stroke faster. Bess
was now concentrating her blows on Scotty's ass. She didn't want him to
go soft. So Pam was hit only once for every three or four blows
suffered by the young man.
Scotty began to moan softly and Pam could feel his cock expanding in
her hand. She had never felt anything like it in her life. It was
amazing. Scotty's body stiffened and Pam could feel something rush down
the underside of his cock. It flashed under her fingers for a second
and disappeared. Then she felt another soft bump travel the length of
his flesh tube. She suddenly realized what it was. For the first time
she hung her head down and looked under the bench. What she saw was
thrilling. Her dainty 37 year old hand wrapped around this man's cock.
Its color had changed from a pale white to an angry red. She felt
another knot rush past her fingers and stared wide eyed as a pearly
white stream of hot liquid pulsed out of the cock. The jism hit the
floor and mingled with the two small puddles already there. She pumped
her hand again and a final, smaller pulse jumped from base to tip. It
dribbled from the little hole on the penis head and dripped to the
floor.
Bess had stopped paddling and had squatted down looking between
Scotty's muscular legs.
Nobody made a sound for a few seconds, then Bess said "Whew," followed
by a, "Wow."
Scotty and Pam's eyes met again and they each smiled tenderly. Scotty
leaned forward and kissed Pam on the cheek, like a child would kiss his
mother. Pam broke into a wide grin, she withdrew her hand from under
the bench and tousled his hair. The she said, "Ouch, my ass hurts."
Bess said, "God that was great. Lets go get a shower, my pets."
This afternoon three naked bodied climbed the stairs to Bess' room. The
three laughed and joked like old pals. In the shower they hugged and
washed each other. Pam was shy about touching Scotty, but Bess jumped
right in and eagerly soaped his ass, cock and testicles. Bess was
careful to give plenty of attention to Pam's body as well. Bess took
control of the washing and drying. Even with all the attention Scotty
cock did not harden again.
Bess ordered both Scotty and Pam on the bed. As they lay side-by-side
she rubbed soothing lotion onto four bright red buttocks.
Bess knew that she must exert control. She got Scotty to admit that
this was the first time a women had ever touched him and that without
the paddle he wouldn't have stayed hard. Bess got dressed but ordered
both Pam and Scotty to clean up the basement while still naked of
course. Pam retrieved her clothes and with a borrowed needle and thread
re-attached the buttons. She would have to go home soon.
As she was pulling on her dress at the back door, Bess told Pam that
they were going to have dinner on Friday night at the restaurant where
Scotty worked. Pam said she thought that it would be OK. Bess' face
darkened, "I'm the one who thinks it will be OK... YOU will be there.
End of discussion."
That night in bed Pam reached under the covers and fondled her
husband's penis. He jumped at her touch and said, "what's gotten into
you?" Pam held the familiar cock for a moment, then released it and
rolled over. "Nothing, honey," was her reply.
****
The next day Pam went across the yards after lunch. She had a couple of
hours before she had to pick up the kids. As she walked, she noticed
that her step became lighter. Her mind-- which usually raced 100 miles
an hour thinking about school, kids and home-- emptied as she
approached the back door. Bess was sitting in her usual sweat pants and
shirt on the couch watching TV. As Pam stripped off her clothes inside
the backdoor, she could hear the clang of the metal weights in the
basement. Once naked Pam headed to her room to get her heels, stopping
to greet Bess and asking if Scotty was here.
Bess said yes he had stopped by, explaining that competition
bodybuilders needed to work out every day. Pam came back down wearing
her heels. She moved easily now in the uncomfortable shoes. Back in the
living room, Bess strapped her arms behind her and Pam was forced into
an erect posture. While Pam was walking under Bess' watchful eye,
Scotty came up from the basement. He stood and observed Pam for a
moment, then asked Bess if he could take a shower. Hearing his voice,
Pam immediately looked up. He stood in the living room in a pair of
sneakers and shorts. He was shirtless and sweat glistened on his body.
"Damn it, Scotty, you're sweating all over my carpet," said Bess. "Yes!
get upstairs before you stink up the whole house. Pam will be up in a
minute and bring you a towel." Bess turned back to Pam. Pam had felt
the natural reaction of wanting to hide her nakedness, even though
Scotty had seen her several times. This time she was the only one on
display in the living room and her tits were thrust out in a most
embarrassing way. But she was helpless to cover herself. Helpless and
vulnerable, she realized that she wasn't in control. Pam relaxed,
knowing that the situation was beyond her ability to change. In fact,
accepting her helplessness, she threw her head back a little further
and pushed her chest out a little more. It was as if she were
saying, "If I am going to be on display I might as well display with no
regrets."
Bess said, "Continue walking, Pam." Scotty hurried up the stairs.
In a few minutes Bess released Pam's bindings and sent her to take a
towel to Scotty. He was in the shower when she entered the room with a
towel from the linen closet. She waited for him to finish and handed
him the towel. She watched as he toweled his naked body. Pam felt more
comfortable now that he was also naked. She really liked looking at his
beautiful body.
Pam and Scotty began to talk to each other. He told her of being a
little skinny kid with very strict parents who often used corporal
punishment. In high school he was picked on for being different and was
very shy. Pam was able to relate to that. Then Scotty talked of going
to community college for a couple of years. It was there that he
realized why he was different. He realized that he was a homosexual. He
had a couple of gay relationships. He also got beat up and threatened.
Finally, not knowing what to do he had confessed his homosexuality to
his parents. They couldn't handle it and disowned him. Without any
support Scotty found himself on the street.
The tender hearted Pam actually cried as the young man spoke.
That is where Jake had picked him up. Jake taught him about sex and a
kind of love. Jake had let him move in with him and started Scotty on
body building. Jake was up front about it. He wanted Scotty to have a
beautiful body that HE could enjoy, and he wanted Scotty to be able to
defend himself from the "gay bashers."
Jake gave him a job in his restaurant. "Yes, he still worked there, and
Pam would probably see Jake when she and Bess went to eat there."
Scotty knew that Jake would ask him back soon. Throwing him out had
been some sort of punishment for Scotty, and he knew a lot about Jake's
punishments.
Scotty asked Pam why she was here, since she had her own family. Pam
explained her relationship with Bess. And how she needed Pam. Pam also
talked proudly of her daughters and her work at the pre-school. Scotty
noted that she didn't say much about her husband Bill.
Pam asked Scotty to never say anything about Bess' house and her to
anyone, for her greatest fear was exposure. That hadn't been a problem
when it was only Bess and her, but now it was different. Scotty
promised that he would never do anything to hurt Pam. But then he joked
about her "exposure."
Pam smiled, "This is unbelievable. We stand naked together and talk
like old friends. This is so unlike anything else in my life ever. But
it feels so natural, so right. I can't believe my openness with you.
It's wonderful."
Scotty asked if it was because he was gay. But Pam said, "No, it's
something else."
Pam left the bathroom to do some chores and Scotty put on an extra pair
of clean shorts he had brought with him. Downstairs, Bess told Pam to
take Scotty's sweaty shorts, jock and athletic socks and wash them so
he would have a clean pair when he came to work out. Bess and Scotty
sat on the living room couch, clothed, and talked about exercising. Pam
went about her chores in only her high heels.
When it was time for Pam to go pick up the girls, Scotty said he needed
to go to the YMCA to get dressed for work and would leave as well. The
restaurant opened at mid-afternoon for the early dinner crowd.
Pam took her shoes to her room, then went to the back door and put on
her dress. Bess hugged her at the door. Then she stopped abruptly. Some
child's paint on Pam's school dress had left a slight smudge on the
wall as it hung on the hook. Bess gave Pam a hard look.
Bess called Scotty over and asked, "Will you do a favor for me, Scotty?"
"Sure Bess, anything."
"Unscrew this hook." Scotty's strong fingers easily unscrewed hook from
the wall. Bess opened the back door and ushered both Pam and Scotty
outside. "Scotty screw the hook in right here."
Pam's face dropped. "What does this mean, Bess?"
Scotty tightened the hook. It was secured next to the back door.
"Pam, last night you were walking around in MY house with your clothes
on. The other day I saw some grass from the yard on the floor, and
today your dress smudged my wall. I have tried to teach you, but you
just keep making a mess in my house. So from now on I want you to take
off your clothes before you come inside. Understand?"
"Bess, I can't... someone will see... "
"Quit whining, it's your own fault. Go on and pick up the girls, Pam,
and I WILL see you here tomorrow. If you're careful, nobody will
notice, this neighborhood is usually dead!"
"But Bess, it is so open between all of the yards."
"It's decided, end of discussion, or would you like me to use the
paddle right here on the patio?"
Pam's eyes widened in fear. She wanted to protest, but had been
effectively chastised and knew better than to say anything else.
Scotty kept his eyes looking down at the patio. He had had many similar
exchanges with Jake. He knew Pam couldn't win the argument.
That evening was fairly routine for Pam. After dinner, Bill and Pam had
a chance to talk about some family activities. Bill told her that he
had a couple of short business trips coming up. One next week and one
the week after. Pam told Bill that she was invited to dinner at a
restaurant on Friday night with Bess, and he should be sure to get home
before left. Bill thought it would be fun for her to get out for an
evening and volunteered to pick up pizza for the girls and himself on
the way home Friday. Since pizza wasn't on Pam's diet they hadn't had
it in a while. That way Pam wouldn't have to cook for them. Bill was
always considerate of his wife.
The next day was a workout day and Pam was supposed to go to Bess'
after she picked up the girls from school. "Oh my God," thought
Pam, "what if the girls come outside while I'm taking off my clothes on
the patio? How could I explain that?" Pam worried all the way home, not
even hearing the chatter of the youngsters in the car with her.
Once home, Pam was very forceful about the girls going right to their
room and doing their homework. Her daughter's room was on the front of
the house and couldn't see the backyard. The girls' bathroom, however,
was on the back of the house. Pam told them that she was going to Bess'
house for a couple of hours. Leaving the girls studying in their room,
Pam went to their bathroom and closed the blinds. Then she removed the
control rods that opened and raised them and hid them away. The only
way to look out the window would be to pull the stiff blinds to the
side.
Pam quietly slipped out of her home. She constantly kept checking the
windows in her house to make sure that there was no movement. Once at
the back door of Bess' house she opened the door first. Then she kicked
off her shoes, she wiggled out of her panties leaving her dress on. She
unsnapped her bra and because the dress was loose for her weight loss,
she was able to tuck her arms in, remove her bra and pull it out an
armhole. she hung up her bra and panties. The moment of truth had come.
She unbuttoned her dress but kept it held closed with her hands. She
looked back at the quiet yards. She saw no movement anywhere. Her own
home looked quiet. Scared to death, Pam pulled off her dress as she
stepped forward. In a fairly fluid motion she hung the dress on the
hook as she entered the house. Once inside Pam shut the door and
breathed a sigh of relief. Her insides were fluttering from fear... and
excitement.
Sitting at his kitchen table, Mr. Clyde Odom, retired bank manager,
watched Mrs. Henderson from three doors away, while he ate his mid- day
snack. He saw her cross the yards and was pleasantly surprised when he
had seen a flash of white skin, before his pretty neighbor disappeared
into the back of the house that faced the next street over. "I will
have to keep my eyes peeled," he thought, "Maybe I should get out my
old field glasses to see what is up." He finished his snack and his
bossy wife began calling the hen-pecked 65 year old to come and
watch "Oprah" with him.
Bess and Pam had a good workout. It was all business since Scotty was
already at work. He had stopped by in the morning for his workout. They
showered together and Bess sent Pam on her way. Bess reminded Pam that
she would drive over to her house tomorrow at 6:00 to pick her up to go
to the restaurant. Then she walked with Pam to the back door. She
wanted to watch Pam exit the house naked and see how she handled
herself.
Pam had been so concerned about getting in, she hadn't given leaving
any thought. She opened the door and, while standing in the shadows,
checked to make sure that there was no movement in the yards. She also
checked her own house carefully.
Bess thought briefly about making Pam put on her panties and bra. That
would take her more time. The trade off was that Pam was really
enjoying the freedom of walking without her undergarments. Bess decided
to not make Pam put on her panties and bra. She wanted her to get used
to being as unclothed as possible.
Pam turned to Bess and gave her a hug then backed out the door grabbing
her dress as she stepped out. In a flash she had it wrapped around her.
She buttoned it quickly and then stuffed her panties and bra in her
pocket.
"Very smart, Pam. See? That wasn't so bad. See you tomorrow!"
Bess shut the door. Pam pulled on her shoes and walked home.
Mr. Odom had been sitting at his kitchen table all afternoon. He had
been ignoring his screaming wife. He held his old bird-watching
binoculars in his hand. When he saw the door open across the way her
quickly brought the glasses to his eyes. He had focused them a hundred
times on the back door over the last 2 hours. His patience was
rewarded, he saw for a brief moment, a very lovely white female ass
back out the door. It was quickly covered. He raised the glasses to the
face of his nice looking neighbor and watched her walk back to her own
house. "I'm glad we didn't sell this house and move to the retirement
community," Mr. Odom thought. "I'd better get a cushion for this chair,
because I'm going to be spending a lot of time looking out this window."
