Vanessa's Journal
Week commencing August 10
Monday and Tuesday may have been my days off, but I had a lot to do, so I just
got on with it. The weather was very warm all week, so I only wore clothes when
I had to go out to the supermarket. I wanted to show-off my tan, so I only wore
my short wrap-round skirt and a baggy crop top. This caused a couple of lads in
the supermarket to follow me around. At the freezer section, I just had to show
them how far up my legs my tan went. After that, I decided to wear my Ben Wa
balls for the rest of the day. In fact I kept them in until the Tuesday morning
when my period started.
Thursday evening Vicky rang to ask if she could come over for the weekend, and
asked if we could meet her at the bus station on the Friday evening. Jon said
OK, but remember the condition that she was to wear only a dress and shoes, and
bring nothing with her, other than her purse. By Friday lunchtime I had finally
managed to get this journal up to date. I just hope that I've remembered
everything as it happened. Jon tells me that my keyboard skills have improved
tremendously this week. Since I typed that song on Wednesday, I haven't been
able to stop singing it. I just can't get it out of my head.
Friday evening we met Vicky at the bus station and it brought memories back to
me of the first time that I met Jon there, only I think I was a lot more nervous
than Vicky was when we met her. We went straight to this big pub that used to be
a bank. It was still early, and we were able to get a table, and some food. Jon
asked her how her week had been, and what she had up to. Vicky said that the
week had been very quiet and dull compared to the last few days in Ibiza and
then at our place. Work had been a right drag, but it had been a little livelier
on the Thursday, after she had decided to go to work at the building society
without underwear. She said that it had been strange talking to people and
wondering what they would say if they knew what she wasn't wearing. I then told
her all about my short job at the shoe shop, which made us all laugh. Just as I
was finishing, the girl arrived with the food, and as she was putting it on the
table, Jon asked Vicky if she had been shaving every day, walking around in the
nude, and what her flat mates had said about her shaved pubes. Vicky blushed, I
smiled, and the poor girl serving the food nearly tipped Jon's food on his lap.
Vicky waited until she had gone before saying that it had taken until the
Wednesday for her to pluck up the courage, and she had walked from her room
through the lounge to the bathroom when both her flatmates had been there. Kelly
(one of the flatmates) had noticed the lack of pubic hair and asked what was
going on. Apparently, Vicky had then told both Kelly and Liz a little bit about
us and a little bit about the fun that she had had on holiday with us. She had
told them a little bit about her holiday on the Sunday night, but had not
mentioned us until the Wednesday night. Both had been interested in what she had
said, and neither of them had tried to criticise her.
After we had finished the food and had a few more drinks, Jon asked her to prove
that she had nothing on under her dress. When she asked "How," Jon told us to go
to the toilet, and swap dresses. "Vanessa would not lie to me," he said. "Nor
would I" said Vicky, and just as we were about to go, Jon added that we had to
do it in the open area near the sinks, not in a cubicle, and we had to do it as
soon as we got in there, and not wait until the place was empty.
When we got in there, there were 2 teenage girls talking and touching up their
makeup. I looked at Vicky and said, "OK, lets do it" and we just lifted our
dresses over our heads. The 2 girls just couldn't believe their eyes, and
stopped talking and stared at us. I decided to give them something else to think
about, and said to them "Our Master just ordered us to do it." With that Vicky
and me swapped dresses, put them on, and walked out. As we were walking back
Vicky said, "that told them."
When we got back to Jon, I told him what had happened, and he said, "So Vicky
isn't wearing any knickers then." "No Master." I replied. After that we had
another couple of drinks (Jon was on cokes - driving), before heading for home
where Jon asked Vicky if she was ready for some pleasure. I think that both
Vicky and myself were a little drunk, because we both giggled a bit as we took
our dresses and shoes off. Jon told us to "assume the position" and then made us
wait like that while he stripped off, and then went and got the tawse. First he
told me to put Vicky over the back of the sofa and give her 20 strokes, and then
Vicky had to give me 20. I actually gave Vicky 23 because she didn't count the
first 2 so they didn't count, then she jumped up after the 19th, so that didn't
count as well. We both had red bums, but there were no weals like you get when
the cane has been used. After that, Jon took us up to the 'punishment' room and
'restrained' us, together. It was certainly different, first our own ankles were
tied together, then we had to lay facing each other, but with our faces in front
of each others pussy. Next we had to bend our knees and open our legs so that
the others head could get between our legs, and our mouths were on the others
pussy. The next bit was more interesting because Jon then tied our hands behind
the others back, then tied our thighs together behind the others head. This
meant that we were locked together, and couldn't get our faces far from the
others pussy. Neither of us needed any encouragement for what Jon said next,
which was "the one that makes the other cum first, can sleep with me tonight."
Well, we both started licking and sucking. I was glad that Vicky had shaved, I
hate getting a pubic hair in between my teeth, or stuck in the back of my
throat, and tickling me. We were both doing our best, and I'm sure that we were
close. I had Vicky's juices all over my face and even started gently biting her
clit. Trouble was, the more I went for Vicky, the more she went for me. I was
trying to resist cuming by concentrating on giving Vicky everything I could, and
trying to ignore the pleasure that Vicky was giving me, but you can only ignore
that sort of pleasure for so long, and in the end, I think that we came within
seconds of each other. Jon decided that it was so close that he would call it a
draw. We were both going to sleep in his bed. The question was, 'which one of us
was he going to fuck?' Jon untied me and told me to untie Vicky and then follow
him into his bedroom.
As it turned out, he didn't fuck either of us, well not with his cock. He had us
get into the bed on either side of him, but with our heads at his feet. He
wanted to use his hands on us. He told us not to move while he started working
on me with his right hand. I could see the bed quilt moving over where Vicky's
pussy would be, so I presume that she was getting the same treatment. It was
only minutes since Vicky had made me cum, and Jon wouldn't let us clean up
before getting into his bed, so I was still very relaxed and wet, in fact my
juices were all down the inside of my legs, and I'm sure that I was getting the
bed wet as well. It wasn't long before his fingers were inside me. Gradually he
put more and more fingers into me until it felt like he had all 10 of his
fingers in me, but he couldn't have because I could still see the quilt moving
over Vicky's pussy, and judging by the expression on her face, she was getting
the same treatment as me. I was pleased that I had had the drinks earlier and
was quite relaxed, otherwise I'm sure that it would have been painful. It was a
bit, but that pleasurable pain. After a few very nice minutes, Jon said,
"Vanessa, you win, I managed to get my whole fist in you a full 30 seconds
before I could get my other fist into Vicky. Now I want you to wank me until I
cum and catch it your other hand. Then I want you to let it drip into Vicky's
mouth before licking your own hand clean." It didn't take long, presumably
because he had had a hard-on since tying us up, and watching us, and then
playing with us must have made him close to cuming before I started. Anyway, I
caught just about all his cum, and let it drip into Vicky's mouth. She didn't
seem keen at first, but as soon as she tasted it, she opened her mouth even
wider. I wasn't going to miss out, and as soon as it stated to stop dripping, I
licked my hand clean.
I went to sleep with Jon's hand still inside me.
Saturday August 15
When I woke up, Jon's hand had gone, but I was still soaking wet, it couldn't
have been gone for long. I turned and looked at Vicky and then Jon, they were
both still asleep. I lifted the quilt and looked down to see that Jon had a
morning erection, and that his left hand was still inside Vicky. I though that I
would take advantage of his erection, and slowly lifted the quilt off us, got
up, and slowly squatted down onto him with one foot in between his legs, and the
other on his right side. I held his cock upright and eased myself down on him. I
didn't intend to disturb him, but I guess that I should have known that I would,
because his right hand suddenly came round my right side, and pulled me down
very quickly. The shock and pain of him suddenly being into me 'right up to the
hilt', made me gasp loudly, and Vicky woke up. She tried to sit up, but was
stopped by Jon's left hand that was still inside her, and she shouted "Ow." "OK
Vanessa" Jon said, "now that you've started that, you may as well finish, and
I'll punish you later for taking advantage of me." As I was going up and down
on him, I heard a big 'plop' as his left hand came out of Vicky. She stood up
and looked down at her pussy. She couldn't see that her hole was still gaping
wide open, and I told her to go and look in a mirror quick. A few seconds later
I heard Vicky say "Fucking Hell!" She came running back into the bedroom and
said, "look at my pussy, my hole's never been that big before," but Jon and me
had other things on our minds, and within seconds Jon was cuming in me. When he
stopped jerking, he told me to get off him. I hadn't managed to cum.
I went downstairs and started breakfast while Jon had a shower and got dressed.
After that, Vicky and me had a shower together (and a shave). While we were
there, Vicky gave me the relief that I needed. After breakfast, I dressed in
Vicky's black leather skirt and a baggy cropped top while Vicky put on a thin
cotton dress, but left all the buttons below her pussy undone. As she walked
along, I could just make out her bald pubes. Jon decided that we would go
shopping in Birmingham. We drove there, got parked and went to a pub for a
drink.
Unusually, the warm weather had lasted reasonably well, and it was a warm day.
We wandered round a few shops before deciding to try on a couple of dresses in a
little dress shop a bit off the main shopping area. The shop sold mainly
cheesecloth clothes, and I picked a dress that was even baggier than my existing
cheesecloth dress. Vicky chose a short baggy skirt and tank top. We went into he
changing room, and within seconds we were naked and putting the clothes on. When
we went out to show Jon, the girl assistant came over and said that we both
looked good. Jon wasn't so sure, and told us to try the others clothes on. Vicky
turned to go back to the changing room, but Jon stopped her by saying, "get
changed here." The girl looked a little surprised as I lifted my dress over my
head, leaving me naked, in the open shop, and right in front of her. She stated
to say something, but Jon cut her short by saying "It's all right, they're both
used to it." "But what if someone comes in?" the girl said. "So what!" was
Jon's only reply. By that time Vicky was naked too, and we were swapping
clothes. Fortunately, or unfortunately, no one came into the shop while we were
changing and trying the clothes on, and we left without buying anything. We did
however leave the girl assistant something to thing about, as she seemed a
little flustered by our antics.
Just down the street was a 'love aids' shop and Jon took us in. It was the first
time that Vicky had been in such a shop, and she was amazed at what she saw. She
kept saying "come and look at this!" or "what are you supposed to do with
this?" Jon bought 2 things, a set of Ben Wa balls for Vicky, and something else
that he wouldn't show us, but he promised to show us later. In the end Jon had
to drag Vicky out of there, and she wanted to put Ben to work as soon as she
could, but Jon told her to wait. From there we walked back to the main shopping
area and went into a big department store. Jon wanted to go up all the
escalators, and insisted that he went up in front of us. By the time we had gone
up most of them, I was sure that we had a little group of men following us
around.
On the way home we stopped at a country pub for some food. With it still being
so warm, we sat outside and enjoyed the evening sun. Jon told me to sit facing
the way that everyone came it, and with me not being able to cross my legs, I
was sure that one or two men going into the pub saw what I wasn't wearing, but
no one said anything, or came back for a second look. After a couple of drinks,
Jon went onto soft drinks, but Vicky and me stayed on the white wine. By the
time it got dark and we left, us 2 girls were getting quite happy, and Vicky
didn't say a word when Jon told us to take our clothes off before we got into
the car. I wouldn't have cared a bit even if there had been anyone else in the
car park at the time, but there wasn't, so we got in and drove home.
Fortunately, or unfortunately, we didn't have to stop at any traffic lights or
roundabouts, so the journey was uneventful.
When we got home we were sent straight up to the 'punishment' room, and had to
lie on the bed, one at each end. First of all, we had to play with each other's
clit until we were both wet. That didn't take long. Then Vicky was tied
spread-eagle to all four corners. After that, things got a bit more interesting.
Jon passed me the package that he bought that afternoon, and told me to open it.
It was a double-ended dildo and I had to work it into Vicky. After that I had to
put my left leg under Vicky's right leg, and my right leg over her left leg, and
then ease myself onto the dildo. Once it was in as far as it would go, and our
pussies were just touching, Jon tied my ankles to the same posts that Vicky's
wrists were tied, and my wrists to the same posts that Vicky's ankles were. This
left us with our legs interlocked and pussies just touching, with the
double-ended dildo half in me and half in Vicky. Jon then switched the light off
and said, "see you in the morning." We managed to shuffle round a bit so that
neither of us had much weight on the other, but each time that one of us moved,
the other 'suffered' as well. I quite enjoyed trying to push my pussy against
Vicky's. For quite a while, we were both trying to fuck each other, but in the
end, I think that I got the better of Vicky because she came first. I think
that my pussy muscles must be stronger than hers. I kept fucking Vicky until I
came as well, and I guess that my jerking as I came must have pushed Vicky over
the edge as well because she came again. I imaging it was quite a spectacle, the
2 of us cuming like that, the more we came, the more we jerked, which meant that
we were both getting fucked more and more. It seemed like it took hours for us
to calm down. Vicky and me spent ages talking about everything and nothing
before finally falling asleep.
I have to admit that it I enjoyed being restrained with Vicky like that,
although it wasn't much was fun, waking up in the middle of the night and being
unable to move without disturbing both Vicky and me.
Sunday August 16
We were both still asleep when Jon came in that morning, and he decided to take
a photograph of us like that before releasing us. We got up to see that there
was a big wet patch on the bed where our pussies had been. I went down stairs to
get breakfast ready while Jon and Vicky got showered and dressed. While I was
down there, there was a knock on the front door, and without thinking, I
answered the door to find the paperboy with a bill for the papers. Apparently
Jon had forgotten to pay for them so the newsagent had sent the boy to collect
the money. I don't know which of us got more of a shock. It was the look on his
face that made me remember that I was naked, but by that time it was too late,
so I invited him in while I went for some money. Just to try to tease the boy a
bit more, I took my time, and made sure that he could see me while I was getting
the money out of my bag. The poor lad just didn't know where to look, his eyes
were jumping from my breasts to my pussy. The bulge in his shorts told me that
he was old enough to understand what he was seeing. When I gave him the money he
had real problems saying 'thank you' and he just stood there staring. In the end
I had to tell him to go. Just as the door shut, Jon came down stairs and asked
who was there. When I told him, he said, "you realise that he'll be back every
week now don't you?" Before I had time to answer, Vicky came downstairs and
asked what was for breakfast. Vicky finished getting it ready while I showered
and shaved, then we all ate breakfast with me still nude. After Jon finished
reading the papers, he decided that we would go to the gym for a quick workout.
Vicky didn't have any gear with her, so Jon leant her mine, and I had to wear my
green shorts and my white baggy crop top. The only piece of equipment that I had
to worry about was the leg stretcher. As it turned out, Vicky got more attention
than I did, the white lycra was stretched a bit more on her than me, and I could
see it cutting in between her pussy lips quite a bit. Vicky wanted to do a bit
of weight lifting, and lay on a bench with her head at one end.
She had the weight bar on her chest, and was lifting it up to arms length. When
she started struggling a bit Jon told me to 'spot' her. Well I think that's what
he said. I had to stand at her head and hold the bar lightly, so that if she was
going to drop it, then I could catch it. It wasn't long before her arms gave
way, and I had to try to hold the weight. The problem was that it was going
towards her stomach, and the angle was all wrong. We ended up with the weights
bar on her stomach, and me lying on top of her with my legs either side of her
face. The weights were obviously not hurting her because she suddenly gave my
clit a quick lick, which was easily accessible to her because of the baggy legs
in the shorts. This caught me off guard a bit, and I rolled off her onto the
floor. Only problem was that when I landed, my legs were wide open leaving my
pussy clearly visible. This poor old man looked as if he was having a heart
attack. After I had got up and helped Vicky get the weights off her, I looked at
Jon; he was laughing quite a bit.
From there we went for a swim, me in my white bikini and Vicky still in the
shorts and top. We messed about in the water for about 30 minutes, and both of
them kept pulling my top off my tits. In the end I didn't bother pulling it back
down until we got out. There weren't many other people there, and I think that
nearly all of them must have been either blind or gay. Only one boy, about 12,
noticed me, and he kept swimming as close to me as he dare. After the swim we
went into the sauna for about 15 minutes. We were the only ones there, and Vicky
and me lay on the benches. While we were talking, I noticed how pronounced
Vicky's pubic bone is. When she is laid on her back it sticks up higher than
her hips and with the thin white lycra I could easily see every detail of her
pussy. When I told her about it, she told me that I should look at my self.
Apparently the narrow crotch of my bikini bottom had been off centre ever since
I had put it on, and all one side of my pussy and my clit had been uncovered,
and when I was laying on my back, it was clearly visible. Jon said that he had
noticed as well, but he wasn't going to tell me, and when I went to adjust it,
he wouldn't let me, and I had to stay like that. After a while a middle aged man
that had been in the gym came in, and spent the rest of the time that we were in
there looking from Vicky's crotch to mine. His staring was so obvious that I
started to feel uncomfortable, and I was glad when Jon said that we were
leaving.
On the way home, Vicky was asking me if I would do absolutely anything that Jon
told me. When I said, "yes" Jon, said that he would prove it, and when we got
home he told me to go in and get a blindfold while he and Vicky waited in the
car. When I got back in, he put the blindfold on me, and we drove off. We drove
for about 30 minutes before the car stopped and we got out. Jon told Vicky to
say absolutely nothing while I was led up some steps and then onto some grass. I
could hear cars and people talking, but I had no idea where I was. When we
stopped, Jon said, "right, now you will see just how obedient Vanessa is" and
then to me he said, "take your dress off, assume the position, and masturbate."
There I was, naked, on my knees, and frigging myself with my right hand for all
I was worth. I couldn't see a thing, but I could hear people talking. I could
even make out what they were saying. I just had to trust Jon, and hope that
non-of the people could see me. It didn't take long for me to cum, I think that
it was the excitement of where we were (where ever that was), and the fact that
I knew that Vicky and Jon would be watching me. After I came, Jon told me to get
up and he gave me my dress back. I put it on, and I was led back to the car. I
had to stay blindfolded for the first 10 minutes of the journey. On the way I
asked where they had taken me, but neither of them would tell me.
On the way home, we stopped at a pub and had some lunch. The pub was one that
had a beer garden and some equipment for the kids to play on. After the food,
Jon told me and Vicky to go and have a go on the swings. She was pushing me
quite hard, and I was going quite high. It was fun, but every time that I went
forward, my dress would blow up and my belly was exposed. It was a good job that
I was sat down otherwise my pussy would have been on display and I wouldn't have
been too happy about that as there were too many young kids around. After the
swing, we had a go on a wooden see-saw, and I got a good view of Vicky's pussy
each time her end of the see-saw went to the ground, leaving her with her bum
virtually on the floor, her feet flat on the floor, and her knees up in the air
and wide apart. I suppose that I must have been showing as much as her, but I
wasn't thinking at the time. "Leaving your snail's trail again" Jon said as we
got off, and I looked back, and saw the wet patches that our pussies had left on
the wooden seesaw. I was really in 'big kid mode' and wanted to have a play on
the climbing frame, but Jon wouldn't let me, said that my lack of underwear
would be too much for that place. But he did say that it gave him some ideas.
When we got home. Jon told us to take our dresses off, and then to put our Ben
Wa balls in. He told us that we both had to wear them for 3 days without letting
them come out even once. Vicky said that she might have a few problems at work,
especially when Jon told her that she wasn't to wear knickers as well. I knew
that I could manage for 3 days, but I remembered when I had first started
wearing them for a long time when I wasn't concentrating on keeping them in. I
had had to push one of them back in a couple of times, and could just imagine
the embarrassment if one dropped onto the floor in the middle of a place like a
building society. The problem I had found was that if I concentrated on keeping
them in by gripping them with my muscles, then I get turned on, and it can be
really difficult not to have an orgasm. If I just relax and try to forget them,
then they can drop out. I guessed that Vicky was going to look a bit strange to
the people she worked with.
We all sat in the lounge with a glass of wine, and started talking about nothing
special. The subject of orgasms came up, and Vicky talked about the incredible
one that she had had the previous weekend when Jon had caned her. I had never
had one so intense, and I looked at Jon and said, "Master, I want to have an
orgasm as intense as the one Vicky had last weekend, please beat me until that
happens." Jon reminded me that he had caned Vicky quite hard, and that he
thought that my pain threshold was a lot higher than Vicky's. He said that it
would take a lot more pain for me to go 'over the top', and even then, I might
not react in the same way as Vicky. I told him that I was willing to try it, so
he told me to frig myself up to the starting point of an orgasm and then stop
and wait for 5 minutes, then start again.
While I started this, Vicky was saying that she didn't know if she could manage
the full 3 days with Ben in. She didn't think that not wearing knickers would be
a problem though. Jon told her to try, and see how she got on. The subject of
the conversation changed away from sex, but even so, it didn't take long before
I had to stop frigging myself. After the third time, Jon told me to bent over
the back of the sofa and spread my legs. Vicky went for the cane, and the tawse.
They took it in turns to give me 6 strokes each. Vicky had the tawse, and she
didn't put the same conviction into it as Jon. I was starting to get worked up
again, and managed to avoid screaming out. I was crying by then, but I still
wanted more. Jon told me to get off the sofa, and get on the floor on my hands
and knees with my knees as wide apart as I could. He then had Vicky lay on the
floor in such a position that I could suck her pussy while he started caning me
again. Because I had to suck Vicky, Jon let me off counting the strokes. This
time, Jon was stood by my side, and when the next stroke landed, the end of the
cane flicked round my ass, and hit my pussy. That did make me scream. After 3 of
them, I was starting to cum, and I started shaking, but Jon didn't stop. If
anything he went faster. My pussy was throbbing to such an extent that I thought
it must have swollen to the size of my ass cheeks. Well it felt like it. After 2
more strokes which both found my clit, the pain didn't seem to matter any more.
I was still screaming, but with pleasure. Before the next stoke, Jon put one leg
either side of Vicky's waist, and I could see his body move as the cane came
down.
It hit me in the crack of my ass, and went right down the length of my pussy.
It's one thing the end of the cane getting just one part of my pussy, but this
one seemed to get every bit of it at once. The entrance to my ass as well. Well,
it hurt so much that I bit Vicky's little clit, and the shaking that I had been
doing, erupted into a violent shake. I fell over on my side and shuddered as I
came. It seemed to go on for hours, but Jon said it was less than 2 minutes. As
I calmed down, I realised that I was sodden with sweat. After a while Jon told
me to go and take a shower before we took Vicky to the bus station. We both put
just a dress and shoes on, and left. On the way, Jon told her to telephone every
evening to let us know how she was getting on with Ben and no knickers. It was
real painful sitting in the car, and when we had dropped Vicky off, I asked Jon
if I could get in the back, and lay on my side.
Back home, Jon went to work on his PC, and I watched TV lying on my stomach on
the floor.
