THE ATONEMENT
By "Racecar"
PART TWO: The "Entertainer"
The ride to Cheryl's apartment seemed to take much longer than normal.
The usual 45 minute trip had seemed, to Barbara, to take days. She and John
had not really discussed the events of their last evening with Cheryl and
Barbara still felt knots in her stomach when she wondered what thoughts he had
about it. She couldn't blame him for losing respect for her. This strong
woman he married was now reduced to crawling on the floor and licking another
woman's feet -- and worse! During the ride she wondered what was in store for
her this evening. She couldn't imagine being told to do anything she hadn't
already done the other night. What more could there possibly be. No, her
concern was not for what she would be asked to do (although she dreaded having
to do all that again), but who would be observing and what would they think.
Barbara did not know any of Cheryl's friends and wondered what they were like.
Were they good looking, fat, skinny, gorgeous, or plain. Were they interesting
and fun to be with, or were they complete bores. More importantly, what would
be their reaction to seeing her doing all those things Cheryl obviously had in
mind for her tonight. Perhaps, they would be just as disgusted with it as she
was. She tried not to think about it. She tried telling herself that this was
not really her doing these things. This was just her body carrying out the
orders of a foreign brain. She rationalized that this was a case of her
surviving. As she rode alongside John, she could feel her nakedness under the
cotton dress and noticed how the dress wrinkled. She also felt a dampness
between her thighs and realized that thinking about the upcoming events was
beginning to excite her. She hoped the dampness wouldn't spot the dress and
make her condition obvious to everyone there.
The car finally came to a stop in an empty parking spot directly in front
of Cheryl's door. Barbara and John got out of the car and walked up to the
door. John stepped up and rung the bell. Barbara stood on the next step down,
directly behind John and wished this were not happening. Maybe, she thought,
no one will answer the door and we can get back in the car and go home. Her
hopes all crashed when she saw the door open and Cheryl standing there with a
big smile.
"Well, John and Barbara. You're right on time come in." Cheryl moved
aside and motioned for the couple to come in. When they walked past her into
the living room, Cheryl closed the door and went over and stood beside them.
"Everybody, I'd like to introduce you to John and his wife Barbara. As I said,
Barbara is our special guest tonight. John, Why don't you have a seat in the
recliner over there. I'll introduce everyone to you two a little later."
As John walked across the room to assume his seat, Barbara looked around.
The apartment was typical of modern garden apartments. The rather small living
room opened on one end to the dining area which, in turn, was right off the
kitchen. Down a short hall was the bath and bedroom. The living room was
brightly lit and the white walls seemed to cast a theatre stage effect into the
center. Large, floor length drapes covered the picture window which gave a
view of the parking lot. Barbara noticed that Cheryl had rearranged the
furniture for this evening. The long, low cocktail table had been moved to the
center of the room, away from the sofa. Along the wall opposite the sofa were 3
snack trays. They were set up and each was covered with a towel. Barbara could
tell there was something under the towels and wondered why Cheryl would cover
them so crudely. Sitting on the sofa were Cheryl's three friends. The one on
the left was in her early twenties, very petite, around 5 foot even, weighing
only about 100 pounds Barbara guessed. She had long, black hair and a well
tanned face and arms. Though small, she was nicely built. On her left sat,
what appeared to be, the oldest of the trio. Barbara guessed her age to be
closer to hers -- 28. She was also the biggest of the trio, standing around 5'
8" and 140 pounds. Her short brown hair framed her rather round face. On her
lap was an opened photo album which all three girls had obviously be looking
at. Barbara's face turned bright red when she realized they were looking at
the pictures Cheryl had taken of her the other night. The last girl sat on
the other end of the sofa, closest to John. She was also around 23-24 years
old and had blonde hair. She stood about 5' 5", 120 pounds and had large
breasts. Barbara tried to avoid their eyes but could feel them staring at her
standing there.
Cheryl waited for John to sit down and then put her arm around Barbara's
shoulders as she addressed her friends again. "Barbara was my neighbor before
I got married and moved here. She has agreed to serve us and to provide the
entertainment for the night. Haven't you, Barbara?"
Barbara felt a frog in her throat as she answered. "Yes, Mistress
Cheryl." Her heart was racing and she feared she wouldn't be able to go
through with this tonight.
"Very good. Well, then why don't you see what everyone wants to drink
and get it for them. You know where everything is. Before you do though, why
don't you take off your dress and let my guests see what they're in for
tonight." Cheryl looked at her guests and smiled. They all smiled back, but
looked at Barbara, not Cheryl, as they did so.
"Yes, Mistress Cheryl" Barbara answered. She then slowly unbuttoned her
dress, bending over to get the bottom buttons. When she had finished, she
removed the dress and held it in front of her with a quizzical look in her
eyes. She felt like she was a slave at auction waiting for the bidding to
begin. Her nakedness in front of strangers made her blush deeply.
Cheryl grabbed the dress out of Barbara's hand and tossed it into the far
corner near the door. "You won't be needing this for while. Assume your
position, Barbara."
At first Barbara didn't understand what Cheryl meant, but then remembered
and placed her hands behind her head as she spread her legs apart. She felt
Cheryl's hands on her sides twisting her around. She turned slowly until
Cheryl stopped her. She stood there with her back to the crowd while Cheryl
told them how nice she thought her ass was as she pinched and mauled her
cheeks. Barbara thought she would die. Finally Cheryl told her to take
everyone's order and get cracking. She walked over to the sofa and asked each
what they would like. They giggled and made crude jokes about her but all
wanted just a Coke. She did the same to John and he just replied "Beer." She
went into the kitchen and made the drinks, put them on a tray and carried it
back into the living room. As she passed through the dining area, she noticed
the table was covered with a pure white sheet over a plastic tablecloth with a
pillow in the center. After she served each one their drink, she brought the
tray back into the kitchen and laid it on the counter before returning to the
living room. She assumed her previous position in the center of the room and
waited.
Cheryl walked to the center of the room and stood next to Barbara with
her hand on Barbara's elbow. "Let me introduce you to my friends, Barbara.
They all live here in the complex and we get together most mornings for coffee.
To your left is Lynn. Lynn is in the same boat as I am. Her husband is
required to travel quite extensively leaving her home alone for long periods.
In the middle is Beth. Beth is single and is a nurse in the surgical
department of All Soul's Hospital here in town. She works afternoons, Sunday
through Thursday. Lastly, Pam on the right shares the same fate as Lynn and I,
except she works, part-time weekends, at the mall. We've discussed how to
organize this evening and came up with the following rules. Rather than have
everyone asking you to do this and that all at once, we agreed that each would
have her turn with you. You will address them as Mistress, just as you do I,
and will do whatever they tell you to do. Failure to obey or follow any of the
procedures we've agreed to the other night will result in punishment. We are
going to save any punishments until the end of the evening, when we will decide
how severe they should be. After each of your mistresses is through with you,
you are to thank them and show them your respect. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Mistress Cheryl." Barbara answered affirmatively but didn't quite
understand that last remark about showing them her respect. Surely Cheryl
didn't expect her to kiss all their asses.
"Very well, then. Since Beth is a nurse and knows the ropes, we thought
it best if she went first and sort of prepped you. " Cheryl held her free hand
out to Beth, who got up, walked over and stood on Barbara's opposite side.
"Hi, Barbara." Beth looked at Barbara and smiled. "Since many of the
girls ask questions regarding this procedure or that procedure at the hospital,
I'm going to use you as my "dummy" so the speak. We're gonna get you prepped,
cleaned in and out, and demonstrate some medical procedures on you. Don't be
afraid. I've done each of these things many, many times and they are not
harmful. You may feel some discomfort, that is all. So let's move over to the
table and get started, shall we? Cheryl would you get my tray, the one in the
middle for me please?"
Beth guided Barbara over to the kitchen table as Cheryl followed
carrying one of the covered snack trays. When they reached the table, Beth
pulled out a chair and indicated to Barbara that she get up on the table and
lie on her back, hands behind her head. Barbara did what she was told. The
bright light of the hanging lamp over the center of the table made her squint
her eyes, but she dared not shut them. Out of the corner of her eye she
noticed Beth removing the towel from the tray and grabbing something. Barbara
desperately wanted to turn her head to see what was on the tray but feared that
if she did so she would be punished. She was very frightened about these
"procedures" and made up her mind that she would quit if she thought anything
might permanently hurt her. Beth's face appeared in front of Barbara's and
shielded her eyes from the light. For the first time Barbara noticed that the
rest of the guests had gathered around the table and were looking at them like
they would look at one of those salesmen at flea markets who demonstrate this
"super-duper veg-o-matic." John stood against the wall directly in front of her
feet. She then noticed the video camera set up on a tripod to his left. While
Barbara stared at the camera, Cheryl reached over and pushed the record button.
"To begin with, Barbara, I'm going to show everyone how we prep the pubic
area for surgery. In other words, I'm going to shave your cookie squeaky
clean." Beth left her side momentarily and returned carrying a steaming bowl
of water. She dipped a washcloth into the water, gingerly wrung it out and
dropped it flat on Barbara's vulva. Barbara jolted when the hot rag hit her in
her most tender spot. She moved her hips around trying to move the rag from
the burning area. Beth told her to keep still and roughly moved the rag over
Barbara's pubic area with her fingertips. As her hands went between Barbara's
legs, Beth told her to spread wide and put her feet flat on the table top at
each side. Barbara complied. Barbara felt the hot rag with Beth's fingertips
part her vagina slightly and sensed that Beth was concentrating a bit too much
on her clitoris. The rag moved from her vagina to her anus and the pressure
increased. Beth's fingers were stuffing the rag, ever so slightly into
Barbara's ass. Suddenly the rag was removed and Barbara felt the razor being
dragged across her lower belly. It worked it's way very quickly across her
stomach, then down a little lower, across again, down a little lower, across
again until it was at the vagina. Beth's free hand held the skin taut as the
razor did its job. As she would pull the skin tight, Barbara felt her vagina
being opened slightly. From the vagina the razor worked it's way to Barbara's
anus. Barbara tensed and felt Beth again pulling her skin tight and her
puckered anus being opened ever so slightly with each tug. When she had
finished, Beth dropped the razor into the bowl and grabbed the rag again. It
had cooled enough to hold comfortably and didn't hurt Barbara when it began
wiping her newly shaved areas clean. Beth withdrew the rag and leaned back to
observe her handiwork. She smiled her approval as the others looked, then
smiled in return, each saying how different and clean it looked.
John leaned back against the wall. The sight of his pretty wife being
shaved in front of strangers, and her hairless pussy, had made his cock grow
with excitement. He crossed his legs at the ankles in hopes of hiding his
hard-on from the crowd. His eyes glanced to the side where Cheryl was looking
through the view finder of the video camera. He could tell from her smile and
glazed eyes that she was on her way to becoming as aroused as he was. As he
looked back at the table where Barbara was lying, he noticed that the other two
girls, Lynn and Pam, seemed to be equally excited. He imagined that this
evening was going to end in one helluva orgy. He hoped he would play a more
active part in it than he was now.
Barbara rolled over on her stomach and hung each foot off the sides of
table like Beth told her to do. She rested her head on its side against her
clasped hands. Beth's faced appeared in front of her's again and held up
something for her to see.
"This is an enema nozzle. You are now going to start getting cleaned on
the inside. From now on whenever I show you an instrument, I want you to kiss
it and take it into your mouth while I explain the procedure to everyone.
Understand?" The slight tremor in Beth's voice was exposing her state of
excitement to all present. Her breathing became shorter and her words more to
the point. Her face was also becoming flushed.
"Yes, Mistress Beth." Barbara kissed the end of the nozzle and parted
her lips as Beth worked the nozzle gently into her mouth. The nozzle was
unlike any Barbara had seen before. It appeared to be much longer, about 7
inches, and had a sort of rounded ball, close to a inch in diameter, about a
half inch from the tip.
As she worked the nozzle in and out of Barbara's lips, Beth explained to
everyone that she would insert the nozzle into Barbara's ass and open the hose
clip which would then allow the contents of the bag, which held about a quart
and a half of warm, soapy water to flow into Barbara's intestines. She seemed
delighted to explain that Barbara would feel the warmer-than-body- temperature
water entering her and that it would soon cause her some discomfort and appear
as though she wouldn't be able to hold any more. Beth smiled widely and said
that the adult body could hold 2 full quarts of water without any harm, but she
kept it down to only a quart and a half because Barbara would have to hold this
for a longer time than normal. When she completed the explanation, Beth took
the nozzle out of Barbara's mouth and told her to reach back and spread her ass
cheeks w-i- d-e. Barbara did as she was told and spread her cheeks as wide as
she could. She soon felt Beth's finger work some kind of lubricant around her
anus and then go directly into her asshole. The sudden sensation of pain
caused Barbara to jerk, to which Beth responded by jamming her finger in
farther. Barbara felt the finger work back and forth a few times before being
replaced with the hardness of the nozzle. This, too, was worked in and out a
few times before Beth roughly shoved it in as far as it would go.
As soon as Barbara's body had gotten used to the ball deep within her,
she felt the sensation of the water beginning to enter her. She had expected
the water to be a soothing warmth that she remembered from the last enema she
had when she was being prepped for childbirth, but this water was HOT!. She
began working her abdominal muscles to "grind" her stomach into the table in an
attempt to ease the discomfort of the hot water. Each time she would grind her
stomach into the table she felt her anus pucker around the intruding nozzle and
grab it tighter. She heard Beth laugh and comment to the crowd that "the
little slut likes it in the ass, look at how she's working that nozzle in and
out by herself." I wasn't long before Barbara started to feel herself filling
up. She now had an almost uncontrollable urge to expel the water. She tried
to tighten her anal sphincter muscles around the nozzle to form a better seal
and this action, too, was greeted by laughter from the crowd around the table.
She began to feel a small amount of water trickle out of her ass and down
around her vagina onto the table. She grimaced and gritted her teeth hoping
she could hold it in.
"Do you know what this is, Barbara?" Beth was saying in a teasing tone.
Barbara heard Beth's voice and realized she had closed her eyes. When
she opened them, she saw Beth holding something which looked a baby pacifier,
only much larger and made of hard rubber.
"No, Mistress Beth" she answered. She felt the rubber object at her lips
and then entering her mouth after she had remembered to kiss it. She was
really uncomfortable now. She had to go to the bathroom badly and could still
feel the water trickling down onto her pussy. She accepted this damn rubber
thing into her mouth and listened in horror when Beth told everyone that it was
a butt plug and would be inserted in her ass so she could hold the enema in
longer while another procedure would be done. Barbara felt the tears forming
in her eyes again. She couldn't be expected to it in much longer. She surely
would rupture something. As she pondered the thought of quitting, Barbara felt
the nozzle being withdrawn from her ass. At the instant it popped out, she
felt the butt plug being pulled from her mouth and forcefully jammed into the
hole where the nozzle had been.
"Ok, turn over on your back with feet flat on the table." Beth was
getting stern now. Her face had taken a pinkish tint to it from her blood
pressure and her breathing had become even shallower and more rapid. She
reached over to the table and grabbed a squeeze-type douche kit. She held the
liquid filled bulb upright while she unscrewed the nozzle. When the nozzle was
free, she put it to Barbara's lips and then into her mouth, playing out the
same scenario as she had with the enema nozzle. "Of course you know that this
is a douche kit, Barbara. I'm now going to clean out your sweet, shaven pussy
with a good, old-fashioned vinegar douche. Now arch your back high into the
air, keep your shoulders flat on the table, so that we don't spill any on the
table. That's it, now reach up with your hands and spread those lips open for
me."
Barbara did as she was told. She spread her vagina wide open and was
instantly embarrassed when Beth commented to the others how wet Barbara was
already and that she wouldn't need any lubricant this time. Beth withdrew the
nozzle from Barbara's mouth and screwed it back onto the bulb. Barbara felt
the tip of the douche nozzle entering her vagina and began to feel the cool
liquid entering her. Beth told her to squeeze her lips around the nozzle to
provide a good seal for the douche, and Barbara followed her directions. When
the bulb had been emptied, Beth told Barbara to squeeze her pussy shut and hold
it when she removed the nozzle. Again, Barbara did as she was told and
squeezed her vagina so tight, she thought she might bruise it. Beth looked at
her for what seemed, to Barbara, a long time. Something inside told Barbara
that Beth definitely was a lesbian. Barbara's legs began to waver and she had
all she could do to keep her hips elevated. She felt like one big water
balloon and she could hear the water sloshing around whenever she moved. She
fought desperately to keep the liquids inside her, despite the cramps which
were now beginning to grab her abdomen.
"Okay, you sweet thing. Go relieve yourself. Before you return, be sure
to clean your ass and pussy real good with the wash rag. And don't forget to
clean the butt plug." Beth sounded casual and aloof but Barbara sensed that
underneath the voice was one hot bitch.
Cheryl watched Barbara nearly leap off the table and head towards the
bathroom down the hall. She chuckled at the sight of her pinching her pussy
lips together with one hand while the other held the butt plug in place. She
hit the pause button on the camera and watched the other girls joking and
giggling about what they had just witnessed. While Cheryl was thoroughly
enjoying the show, she almost wished that she hadn't invited the girls over
that day. She was getting horny now and couldn't wait for her turn at Barbara
and maybe, for the first time, feel John's cock deep inside her. She thought
back to the first night remembering the size of it and amount of come that had
spewed forth from it onto Barbara's face and tits. She glanced over at John's
crotch and saw that the monster in his pants had again swollen to that size.
She fought back the urge to drop to her knees and suck on it right there and,
instead, reached over and grabbed it with her hand.
John was startled by Cheryl's hand grabbing his crotch. He was busy
watching Pam and Lynn chatting and was fantasizing about having them both in
bed at the same time when he felt the sudden squeeze. He was so horny he was
about to grab Cheryl and plant a big kiss on her as he drug her to the floor
and fuck the living daylights out of her. His eyes looked into hers and he
knew she felt the same way he did. Just as he was about to suggest what was on
his mind, Cheryl motioned towards the hall and stepped behind the camera again.
John turned and saw Barbara returning to the table. Her eyes looked directly
into his and told of her embarrassment and desire to leave this place NOW! As
she crawled back up onto the table, he watched her pretty ass cheeks come apart
and reveal the rosebud between them. His cock began twitching again and he had
to detract himself from the sight in front of him to prevent having an orgasm
in his pants.
Beth told Barbara to once again lie on her back with feet flat on the
table. When Barbara was in position, she held up a small, sealed envelope for
everyone to see and then brought it down to Barbara's eyes. "Now we'll
continue with our cleaning." she said, smiling at the frightened look on
Barbara's face. "This procedure is used when a patient either refuses, or is
unable, to provide a urine specimen. Inside this pouch is a catheter, which is
nothing more than a flexible tube. We insert the tube into the urethra and
force it up to the bladder thereby providing the urine a clear, open path
through which to travel. You've lucked out this time, Barbara. Since this
device is sterilized, I cannot allow you to kiss it. As a matter of fact, I
must use sterilized gloves to handle it once the bag is opened."
Having said that, Beth dropped the envelope onto Barbara's breasts and
grabbed another envelope off the snack table beside her. She opened the
package and slipped her hand into one of the surgical gloves inside then did
the same with the other hand. When finished, she picked up the envelope from
Barbara's breast and removed the tube inside. She wiggled the end of clear
plastic in front of Barbara's eyes. "Okay, Barbara reach down between your
legs and spread that pussy of yours again. I want everyone to be able to see
your little pee hole."
Barbara reached down and spread her vaginal lips open to expose her
urethra. She peered between her knees and saw Cheryl zooming in the video
camera lens. She also saw John looking directly at her exposed twat. She kept
staring at his eyes hoping he would look at her face and offer some silent
support. All at once she began to feel a slight burning sensation as the tube
began it's journey inside her. Her eyes teared again and Pam now blocked her
view of John. As Lynn looked on at the other side, Beth kept pushing the tube
into Barbara until a thin line of urine began to flow through the tube and into
a bottle placed on the snack table beside her. As the last of the urine
entered the bottle, Beth looked at Barbara's face and smiled.
"Well, Barbara, you're as clean now as you've ever been. I've just one
more thing to show everybody and I'm through with my demonstrations." Beth
then pulled the tube quickly from Barbara's urethra and threw it aside. After
she removed her gloves, she reached up and patted Barbara on her cheek. "But
don't you fret, sweet thing. I'm sure we'll get together again later tonight
for a more pleasurable experience. You can let go of your pussy now and put
your hands behind your head again. We'll all get another good look at that
beautiful body of yours and then we'll get an even better look at that sweet
pie between your legs."
Barbara placed her hands behind her head and opened her mouth slightly as
Beth inserted her finger between her lips. Barbara's wide eyes looked at
Beth's smiling face as she felt the finger working in and out of her mouth.
She noticed the other people were dead quiet and looking at the action taking
place. All Barbara could hear was the soft hum of the video camera in the
corner. Goose bumps formed on Barbara's arms when she felt Beth's other hand
begin to massage her breast. The thumb and forefinger grabbed the nipple and
gently pinched and pulled on it. Beth abruptly removed her finger from
Barbara's mouth and stopped playing with her breast.
"I seemed to be getting ahead of myself here." Beth turned aside and
grabbed a large metal object from the snack tray. "I'm sure we all know what
this is." Beth held the object up for all to see. "How about you John. Do you
know what this is used for?" She smiled when John just shrugged his shoulders
and shook his head from side to side. "This is what the doctor uses to perform
a pelvic exam. You just insert this into the lady's twat, open it up like so,
and wa-lah, you can see everything she has."
John looked in disbelief. "How the hell can they get that thing in a
pussy?" he wondered to himself. He stepped forward as Beth poised it at the
entrance to Barbara's vagina, and slowly began working it into his wife. He
could swear he noticed Barbara's hips push forward to accept this thing into
her, not once but several times. Once the speculum was in place and Beth began
spreading Barbara's vagina open, John bent forward to look. Noticing his
interest, Beth took a flashlight off the snack table and directed the light
directly into Barbara. John looked in amazement but was soon pushed aside by
Lynn, who wanted to get a good look herself. He let her take his spot and
stepped back to the wall next to Cheryl. As he stepped back, he noticed
Barbara looking at him. He looked into her clouded eyes and flashed an
assuring smile at her. He never saw her reaction as Pam moved right into his
field of vision, just as Cheryl grabbed his cock and pulled his mouth to her
waiting tongue. He almost lost his load as Cheryl ground her crotch against
his and worked her tongue inside his mouth. He finally realized that Barbara
might see them and pulled away. Cheryl just smiled at him and ran her tongue
over her lips. He looked back at the table just in time to see Beth removing
the thing from Barbara and set it back down on the snack table.
"That's my show for tonight girls." Beth said. She then looked at Cheryl
and said "But I'd like to reserve some time to have Barbara entertain me later.
It seems I've being doing all the entertaining so far."
"Oh, for sure, Beth." Cheryl stepped out from behind the camera and
walked over to stand at Barbara's head. "I'm sure Barbara will show her
appreciation AND her respect for you later. Won't you Barbara?"
"Yes, Mistress Cheryl" Barbara replied. There was that "respect" again.
"Good. Now while we all get ourselves together, clean up this table and
get us all another round before assuming your position in the living room."
Cheryl turned away and walked to the living room, grabbing John's arm and
pulling him with her. "Come on everybody. I think we better get ready for
whatever it is Pam has in mind for Barbara."
As the others went into the living room, Barbara removed the coverings
from the table and straightened the chairs around it. Upon completion of her
cleaning, she poured each of her tormentors another glass of Coke and got John
a fresh beer from the fridge, loaded them onto a tray and carried it into the
living room where everyone sat. She felt self conscious as she bent over each
time she offered the tray to one of the guests. Her tits would swing down and
everyone would look at them, then her face, and smile. When she offered John
the beer, his hand went around hers and held it for a brief instant. That made
her feel better. She had noticed John's hard- on through his pants and the
thought that this was exciting him started to arouse her. She remembered the
other night and her orgasm which was the most intense she had ever had. She
chuckled to herself as she thought "At least nobody could tell how wet I am
from my pussy hair." She returned the tray to the kitchen then went back into
the living room and stood in the center of room, hands tightly clasped behind
her head, feet spread apart, eyes straight ahead.
Cheryl walked to the center of the small room, stood in front of Barbara,
and put her hand between Barbara's legs. "What say you get yourself ready for
Pam. Play with your tits and get your nipples nice and hard for her."
Barbara hesitated a moment then moved her hands down to her tits. As she
massaged her nipples she felt Cheryl's finger enter her and start working in
and out. Barbara was getting hot and her hips began to gyrate, meeting Cheryl's
probing finger each time it thrust into her. All of a sudden she felt the
finger completely withdraw from her pussy and reappear on her lips. She
cracked her mouth open and accepted the wet finger into it. As it moved back
and forth against her tongue, Barbara began to get weak. She was about to have
an orgasm on the spot. Cheryl must have noticed this and withdrew her finger.
She ordered Barbara to put her hands behind her head again.
"I told you girls that she was a hot one, didn't I?" Cheryl laughingly
addressed the group. "Okay Pam let's see what you have in mind for Barbara,
shall we?" As she ended, Cheryl reached around with her hand and pinched
Barbara's butt. She chuckled when Barbara jumped and then went to her chair
and sat down as Pam made her way up to take her place.
Pam circled Barbara slowly and stopped directly in front of her.
"Well.....ever since I saw the pictures of you, I couldn't help but wish I had
been there. Now -- here I am. First, I'm gonna sit down and watch you dance
for us. I want you to imagine that you're dancing for your lover -- I mean
make it sexy. Got It?"
"Yes, Mistress Cheryl. err Pam. Yes, Mistress Pam." Barbara's slip of
the tongue caused Pam's eyebrows to raise and Barbara looked at her with
apologetic eyes.
"Don't worry about that little mistake, Barbara. We'll take care of it
later during the punishment session. Now, if you're really sorry, you'll make
this dance just for me, and as sexy as you can be. If I'm pleased with your
performance, I'll ask Cheryl to go easy on you. If you're ready with the video
camera, Cheryl, I'll put on the music." Pam glared at Barbara and walked over
to one of the two snack tables still covered. She removed the towel covering
it and grabbed a compact disc, which she inserted into Cheryl's stereo. She
pressed the play button and went back to the sofa where she sat down.
As soon as she heard the first beats of the conga and bongo drums,
Barbara recognized the song. It was entitled "Jungle Fever" and performed by a
little known group named "Chakachas." Basically, the song consisted of jungle
rhythms and the moaning of a native girl apparently in the throes of passion.
She had expected the music to be something more modern and upbeat and had no
idea how to begin dancing to this. At Pam's stern warning, she began moving
her feet. As the music played, Barbara closed her eyes and imagined herself as
the girl on the recording. She moved around as though she was against a tree
in the jungle and being taken by a large native warrior. Her hips undulated
with the beat of the drums as her hands ran up and down her body. She caressed
her breasts, paying particular attention to her nipples, then brought both
hands down between her legs and began caressing her bald pubic area and vagina.
The smell of her own juices and the sound of the music was transporting her out
of the room into the jungle. Her mind began to lose all sense of reality and
got lost in her imagination. She turned around with her back to the audience
and started to caress her buttocks. Her hands slowly moved over each cheek and
then, one by one, ran down the crease where they came together. She grabbed
each cheek, bent forward at the waist, and spread them apart as her fingers
played against first her asshole, then her pussy. She was so lost in the
moment that she had not heard the music stop. At this point she just wanted to
come -- nothing else. Just one big, earth trembling, body shaking, leg
drenching, fucking orgasm. She shoved two, then three, fingers into her waiting
pussy and began pumping her hips into them violently until she felt the room
spinning and thought she was going to faint. She came violently, with an
unearthly scream and legs buckling as she sank to the floor in a heap.
The spectators in the room sat mesmerized by Barbara's dance. Cheryl
kept her eye glued to the camera and zoomed the lens in and out as Barbara's
hands worked over her body. Lynn's mouth hung open as she watched Barbara.
Beth, already worked up from her time with Barbara, couldn't bear it any longer
and let her hand wander under her dress and begin rubbing between her legs.
John was in awe. He had never seen this side of his wife before -- not even
when she had a little to much to drink. He shot a quick glance around the room
and noticed everyone else seemed as stunned as he was -- especially Beth. When
Barbara fell to the floor, he was ready to jump up and help her back to her
feet but stopped as Pam began to speak.
"Goddam, girl. That was one helluva show you put on. Pam got off the
couch and walked over to the prone Barbara. She grabbed the wrist of the hand
that had just emerged from her cunt and pulled her up to the feet. She held up
the soaked hand for all to see and laughingly said "Look at the mess you made
you made all over your hand. Clean it off -- with your tongue." She jerked
the hand down to Barbara's lips and watched as Barbara began licking the pussy
juice off it. Pam had gotten hot watching Barbara perform, but she bathed in
the power she had over the older Barbara and was now ready to have Barbara
provide her with her own orgasm. When the hand was clean, she ordered Barbara
to get down on her knees and grabbed a large, black dildo off her snack tray.
She then walked back to the sofa, hiked her mini dress up to her waist, removed
her panties, and sat down on the edge of the couch with her legs spread wide.
She beckoned Barbara to crawl on her knees over to her. "I'm now going to let
you please me with this dildo, Barbara. But, first, I'll need a little
lubricant so it'll go in easy. Since I neglected to bring any, we'll use your
juices you have in your mouth. Start licking me real wet like." Pam grabbed
the back of Barbara's head and shoved it into her crotch. As Barbara licked,
Pam moved her head up and down to assure she licked every inch. When she was
satisfied that she had been "lubed" enough, she pulled Barbara away from her.
She reached down and offered the dildo to Barbara's mouth, large end first.
When Barbara opened her mouth to accept it, Pam put it in about an inch. "You
may use your hands to spread my pussy lips apart, but the dildo must stay in
your mouth. Now get to work!"
Barbara leaned forward and as her fingers spread Pam's pussy lips apart
she began inserting the dildo slowly into her. She went slowly at first.
Easing it in a little then back out, each thrust entered Pam a little further.
It wasn't long before she had it all the way in and with each thrust her upper
lip would kiss Pam's clitoris. Pam had grabbed her head again and pulled it
deeper into her thighs. Barbara thought Pam was trying to stuff her whole head
up there. As the pace quickened, Barbara felt some hands rubbing her pussy and
anus. The fingers would start to enter each hole then back out. Soon, the
fingers were replaced by a larger, rubber like, object which began to find its
way into her waiting vagina. The tip of the object had no sooner entered her
pussy when she felt another similar object at her ass. She realized that
someone was filling her with a double dildo. At this stage she not only did
not care, she welcomed it. As her head was alternately pushed and pulled in
and out of Pam's crotch, her hips involuntarily moved back and forth on the
double dildo. She wanted to feel it deep inside her. She wondered why she
felt like this. Everything she had learned growing up told her she should be
repulsed by sex with another woman. The thought of lesbian sex had always
turned her stomach. She had never even dreamed of anal sex. Now her body had
control over her mind and she actually was enjoying it -- no, craving it. She
was on the brink of orgasm again. She wanted to take the dildo out of her mouth
and lick Pam's pussy all over -- even her ass, but the thought of additional
punishment kept her from doing it. Besides, she figured that before the night
was over she'd be told to kiss everyone's ass anyhow.
Beth kept pumping the dildo in and out of Barbara's cute little ass and
pussy while she watched her work over Pam. Occasionally she would look over at
John and smile, as if to say "sorry, sucker, she's mine now and you can't do a
thing about it." Beth told herself that before the night was over she was
going to have a taste of Barbara's pussy as she would likewise be tasting hers.
She noticed that Barbara was beginning to come again and did not want that to
happen. No, better to keep her hot and horny for the rest of night. She
withdrew the dildo and set it back down on Pam's table. Before she got up to
return to her seat, she leaned forward and kissed Barbara's asshole, letting
the tip of her tongue wiggle just around the rim a little.
Lynn was sitting at the edge of her seat watching the action at both ends
when Cheryl whispered the suggestion into her ear. She looked over at John and
saw his hard-on and far-away look in his eyes then turned to Cheryl and smiled
widely as she shook her head up and down signally she'd do it.
Barbara couldn't believe it when she felt the double dildo removed from
her. She needed to come badly, just as Pam was coming now. When she felt the
lips and tongue on her ass, shivers ran up her spine and she immediately began
pumping the dildo into Pam as fast as her head would bob. Pam responded by
thrusting her hips forward and pulling Barbara's head into them faster and
faster. Her moans got louder and louder until they erupted into a loud
OHHHHHHHHHH! Barbara knew Pam had an orgasm and began slowing her head
movements allowing Pam to come down from her high slowly. "Why, oh why
couldn't that be me?" she wondered to herself. She had to come again and
didn't care what she had to do accomplish it. When Pam had quieted down,
Barbara removed the dildo from her pussy and knelt there with it still in her
mouth while she waited for further orders.
"Damn, you are good!" Pam finally had caught her breath enough to speak.
"Maybe I can talk Cheryl into selling you to me." She Chuckled.
"No way." laughed Cheryl as she made her way over to the kneeling
Barbara. "Assume your position, Barbara." Barbara got to her feet and placed
her hands behind her head but still held the dildo, dripping with Pam's juices,
in her mouth. Cheryl took the end of dildo closest to Barbara's lips between
her thumb and forefinger and pulled it from her. She turned it around and laid
it on Barbara's lips. "Open" she muttered, but it was unnecessary. Barbara
had started to part her lips the moment the dildo was placed there. She took
the long, thick tool in her mouth as far as Cheryl fed it to her and greedily
lapped the juices from it. Finally, Cheryl removed the dildo and tossed it
onto Pam's table. "Okay, last, but not least, Lynn has her chance." With that
said, Cheryl glanced over at John and returned to her video camera.
Lynn strode over to her table and, after removing the cover, took the
lone item on it -- a rather long strap-on dildo. She walked over to John and
asked him to hold it for her while she got ready. John eagerly accepted the
device and watched with wide eyes as Lynn began undressing right in front of
him. As she undressed, Lynn looked directly at John's eyes. She was very
proud of her body and undressed as sultry as she knew how. John watched as
Lynn removed her blouse and freed her perfectly proportioned breasts. He
glanced at Barbara and realized she was unable to see them without turning
around. He felt a little relieved and liberated knowing that fact. His eyes
were on Lynn's hands which were now unbuttoning her jeans. As the jeans fell
to the floor, Lynn revealed a perfectly flat, tight stomach and gorgeous legs.
She stepped out of the jeans and thrust her hips forward towards John's face as
she hook her thumbs around the waist of her thong panties and slowly worked
them down over her hips, pausing as they reached mid thigh and were below her
pussy. She reached out and supported herself with one hand on John's shoulder
while the other hand peeled the panties from each leg. John had all he could
do to keep from grabbing her ass and pulling that sweet looking box to his
face. Lynn, for the first time, noticed how big John's hard on was and, as she
let go of his shoulder, she let her hand slide down his chest and run across
his massive cock on their way down to the floor to pick up her panties. When
she was bent completely over with both hands on the floor, she feigned falling
forward and shoved her head into John's crotch. John felt Lynn's head in his
lap and felt her hot breath blow from her lips, which were kissing his cock
through his pants. Lynn looked up at John's face, smiled, and brought herself
up to her feet. She took the strap-on dildo from John's hand and strapped it
around her waist. She then put her foot on the leg of John's chair as she ran
another strap around her thigh. She knew that placing her leg up high like
that would open her pussy and allow John a perfect view. When through she
repeated the process with the other leg. Finally, she turned around facing
Barbara's direction and bent forward at the waist to give John a good look at
her ass. Satisfied, she walked over to Barbara and stood in front of her
holding her massive "cock" pointed right at Barbara's pussy.
"I think, Barbara, that I detected a severe urge on your part to have an
orgasm. Tell me -- are you as hot as you appear?"
Barbara peered at the dildo sticking out from Lynn. She knew what was
coming and welcomed it. "Yes, Mistress Lynn." She answered.
"Good," Lynn moved her hand up and down the shaft and licked her lips.
"because you're about to get fucked like you've never been fucked. Well,
maybe, judging by the size of your husband's snake, you have been. But at
least I'll bet you've never been fucked this well by another woman. Get down
on your knees with your forehead on the floor."
"Yes, Mistress Lynn" Barbara replied as she knelt down as ordered. Lynn
Positioned her so that her ass faced John. She felt the air on her wet pussy
and ass and that excited her even more. She waited for the dildo to invade her
pussy and put out the fire inside once more. She was ashamed of her thoughts,
but could no longer control them. She sensed the presence of Lynn behind her
and then felt the tip of the dildo beginning to spread her vagina. She moved
her hips backward to hasten the coupling and felt the long, thick hunk of
rubber making its way to her cervix. She loved the feel of it. She loved the
pleasure it brought her. She loved the thought of being watched while she
came. She loved having John see her getting humiliated. For the first time in
her life, she LOVED SEX. She always "liked" sex and always had a good time
when she and John would make love, but this was different. She had never
craved an orgasm, never desired to lick another woman's pussy, never wanted to
have anything stuck up her ass, never enjoyed masturbating until tonight. The
dildo brought her closer to euphoria with each thrust. Drool rolled out of her
mouth onto the carpet as she began to move her hips faster and faster and Lynn
worked her "cock" in deeper and rougher. She was nearing orgasm when she felt
Lynn's hands on her breasts, grabbing her nipples and squeezing them. She came
again. She came and came. Her second orgasm of the night left her completely
exhausted and she could no longer support the weight of Lynn's body on her
back. Her legs wobbled and she crashed into the carpet with Lynn on top of
her. The force of impact when the two girls hit the floor drove the dildo into
her hard and she yelled "OOOHHHH!"
John marveled at the view. The girls were positioned so that Barbara's
pussy was in clear sight and he could see the 12" shaft being sucked into it
and then coming out. With each stroke, Lynn's ass cheeks would alternately
squeeze together then spread apart displaying the tight rosebud they held
between them. He didn't understand how he could have watched all this sex and
still not have come. His balls ached, as if his cock were trying to pull them
away from his body in an attempt to get bigger. He couldn't take much more.
Lynn felt the orgasm building in Barbara at the same pace as the one
building inside her. The little nubs molded into the base of the strap-on
dildo mashed against her clit with each push and was driving her crazy. She
thought of John watching her fuck his wife and that, too, drove her wild. She
wished he would fuck her ass with his big prick at the same time and come all
over her pussy. She loved it when Roger, her husband, would pull out just
before climax and come over her stomach. As her fantasies grew bolder and
wilder, the nubs mashing against her pussy became faster and faster. She was
coming now. As she began orgasm, she gave one last, deep thrust and at the
same instant she buried the dildo all the way into her, she felt Barbara
collapse to the floor with her on top. It had been a violent orgasm. The best
she had in months. She pulled out of Barbara, got groggily to her feet, undid
the dildo from her body, threw it aside and stumbled to the couch where she
plopped down out of breath. Barbara laid on the floor completely exhausted. She
was confused and near tears over what had happened this night. She had always
considered herself a person of high morals with complete loyalty to her husband
and now she's been forced to perform, what were to her, unspeakable sex acts in
front of John and other spectators. Worse yet was the fact that she had found
pleasure in them. She felt like she was a lower life form and began sobbing in
self-pity. "How can I ever face John as his wife again?" she asked herself.
As the tears began to trickle out of the corners of her eyes, she saw Cheryl's
feet at her head. "No more" she said to herself. She felt guilty and dirty.
"Rise and shine, sweet thing." Cheryl nudged Barbara with foot. "It's
time for MY part of the show."
Barbara rose to her feet and assumed her position. She felt overwhelming
shame and could not look the others in the face. She hadn't planned on Cheryl
being part of the activities and thought that the evening was ending. She
wondered what humiliation Cheryl had in store for her now, and whether she
could take any more without completely breaking down.
"I've been watching your poor husband over there, Barbara, and I realize
that we must to something to relieve his condition. Don't you agree?" Cheryl
had a taunting slant to her tone.
"Yes, Mistress Cheryl." Barbara imagined that she would now have to
give John another blow-job in front of everyone.
"Good." Cheryl continued. "John, why don't you free yourself of those
clothes and get ready for some action."
John didn't have to be told twice. He jumped to his feet and within a
minute was completely nude. His huge cock jutted out from between his legs and
glowed a bright pink from the blood that had been rushing to it all evening.
He stood there wondering what to do next.
Pam and Lynn looked at John with hungry eyes. Both women wanted a piece
of that hunk. Neither had ever seen such a magnificent example of manhood in
their lives. Beth couldn't take her eyes off Barbara.
"Sit down, John." Cheryl waited until John sat down and then turned her
attention to back to Barbara. "Ok, Barbara. I want you to crawl over to John
on your hands and knees and start sucking on that big dick of his while I get
ready."
"Yes, Mistress Cheryl." Barbara crawled over to where John was seated
and took the tip of his cock into her mouth. As she worked her lips and tongue
over John's dick, she glanced up at him and saw him staring straight ahead, not
at her. She feared that he had lost all respect for her and didn't want to see
her anymore. What she didn't know was that John was staring across the room at
Cheryl who was busy getting herself nude. She found out soon enough when she
saw Cheryl, completely naked, straddle John's legs and lower herself onto his
lap with her pussy staring directly at Barbara.
"That's fine, Barbara. Now you can guide that baloney right into my
pussy, but do continue licking his balls while I ride this horse home." Cheryl
chuckled as she raised herself up off John"s lap.
Barbara took John's cock and positioned the tip against Cheryl's soaking
pussy. She held it in place and watched as Cheryl lowered herself onto it ever
so slowly, then rise up again only to start lowering herself onto it once more.
She began licking John's balls as Cheryl continuing pumping on his rod. Her
face was only inches away from the action and every time Cheryl would lower
herself, Barbara felt Cheryl's pubic hair on her forehead and then her labia on
her nose. The smell of female sex juices were not new to Barbara any longer,
but she now found that they excited her. Not in a sexual way, she was
completely spent this evening and was merely carrying out orders in a robotic
method. Not sexual, but in a strange, forbidden way. Like the excitement she
got as a teenager when she would sneak a smoke when her parents weren't
looking, or skinny-dip in the pool late at night knowing that the neighbors
might be watching.
Cheryl felt John's dick pounding on her cervix and stretching the walls
of her vagina. It was a divine ache. She continued working up and down as she
watched the others. Pam had picked up the vibrator and was working it in and
out of her pussy while Lynn sat mesmerized by the sights and couldn't help but
rub her small twat. Beth still couldn't take her eyes off Barbara. Cheryl
snapped her fingers at Beth and when she looked up, wagged a finger at Beth
then at Barbara's elevated hips and spread thighs. Beth caught on to the
meaning and crawled over to Barbara's waiting cookie.
Barbara felt someone's hand gently spreading her vaginal lips followed by
the delicate touch of a tongue licking her entire slit and clitoris. She
spread her legs a little wider to allow whoever it was better access. She
enjoyed this. All night long it was her playing the active part and now
someone was actively, tenderly caressing her sex with their tongue. It
thrilled her and she began to lick John's balls a little faster and with more
determination than ever.
Cheryl looked around the room at the orgy unfolding before her eyes and
began pumping faster. She could tell John was nearing climax and pumped a few
more times, very deeply, before reaching down and pulling the cock from her
pussy. She moved her hand back and forth over the soaked tool until it began
to throb and she knew John was coming. At that instant, she pointed down at
Barbara's tongue and had her long awaited orgasm as she watch John's dick spew
forth massive amounts of cum over his wife's eyelids, nose, lips and tongue.
For the first time since Cheryl had sat on his dick, John opened his
eyes. He was stunned by what was transpiring before him. The feast was to
much for his mind to decide what entree to look at, and his eyes went from Lynn
masturbating with three fingers in her spread box to Pam, head thrown back,
reaching orgasm with the help of the vibrator, to Beth, nose buried in his
wife's ass, as she licked Barbara's much used cunt and finally to Barbara's cum
covered face. He felt Cheryl's weight shift as she leaned back and rested on
his chest. He hated to admit it but Cheryl was one hot woman and one helluva
fuck. In spite of, or maybe it was because of, all Cheryl had done to his
wife, he found a new admiration for this young gal.
Cheryl relaxed against John and watched everyone around her pleasing
themselves in various manners. When it became obvious that all, with the
possible exception of Beth, had reached orgasm, she got off John's lap and
summoned Barbara to join her in the center of the room. When Barbara was
positioned correctly, Cheryl reached behind her to a snack tray and removed
some objects.
"You've done well tonight, Barbara, with the exceptions of a slip of the
tongue and some uncalled for hesitation now and then. In lieu of your fine
performances elsewhere, I've decided your punishment should be light this time.
First, let's hope these clothes pins will help to remind you of your
transgressions and teach you to treat your mistresses with respect." Cheryl
held a clip-on clothes pin in each hand and showed them to Barbara before
opening their jaws and attaching one to each of Barbara's nipples. She watched
as Barbara winced when she released each pin and it squeezed each nipple almost
flat. Cheryl reached back to the snack table and grabbed a sand paper covered
ping- pong paddle. "Secondly, I believe a spanking is in order here to stress
the seriousness of your misdeeds. Tell me, Barbara. How many whacks do you
think you deserve tonight?" Cheryl looked at Barbara's eyes, filled with pain
and shame, and held the paddle up for her to see. She waited for a reply.
"I... I... I don't know, Mistress Cheryl." Barbara looked pleadingly at
Cheryl as tears began to swell in the corner of her eyes. "Please, Mistress
Cheryl. Don't spank me tonight. I promise it won't happen again. I've
learned to obey you and my mistresses. I'll do anything you want just please,
please no spanking and please take these clothes pins off my nipples. They
hurt bad."
"They should hurt, Barbara. That's why we call it 'punishment'. It
wouldn't be much discipline if they felt good. But I still think you should be
spanked. Since you don't know how many strokes of the paddle you deserve, I
have an idea how to settle it. Excuse me." Cheryl left the room and went to
the kitchen. She promptly returned holding a cold cucumber in her hand which
she held up for the sobbing Barbara to look at. "If you can hold this cucumber
in your cunt, with legs spread mind you, for 20 minutes you won't be spanked.
HOWEVER, for each second it is out of your pussy, you'll get one stroke. When,
and if, the cucumber falls, you can bend down, pick it up and put it back in --
then put your hands back behind your head. I'll count out each second. When
the 20 minutes is up, we'll total the seconds I've counted and that's how many
strokes you'll get. Got it?"
"Yes, Mistress Cheryl. P... Please..." Barbara's pleas were cut short
when Cheryl reached out and repositioned the clothes pins on her nipples. The
pain increased when the pins were released but was greatly magnified when they
were reattached. Barbara knew that she couldn't possible hold that big
cucumber in her vagina for 20 minutes. The combination of her 2 orgasms and
Beth's tongue had made her vagina very slippery.
"No more begging. You'll have your opportunity to beg as you beg each
one here for their forgiveness for your blubbering during this punishment
session when you show them your 'respect'. Are you ready?" Cheryl gritted her
teeth and her annoyance at Barbara's crying showed.
"Yes, Mistress Cheryl."
"Very well then." Cheryl bent down and prodded Barbara's legs to spread
them a little further apart. After Barbara adjusted her widened stance, Cheryl
began inserting the cucumber into her pussy. It went in with very little
resistance and Cheryl knew it wouldn't stay there long. She stepped back and
pressed the button on her watch to start timing the "endurance test."
Barbara felt the cucumber begin to slip out of her almost the instant
Cheryl released it. She tried to squeeze her vagina around it and that seemed
to make it want to slide out faster yet. Within the first minute, the cuke
popped out onto the floor and Barbara rushed down to pick it up and reinsert it
into her twat as Cheryl counted the seconds elapsing out loud. As Barbara
pushed it back in, the girls laughed and shouted advice, telling her to stick
it all the way in. Barbara finally got back into position as Cheryl's count
reached five. She remembered reading an article in one of John's Penthouse
magazines about Asian women who trained their vaginas to squeeze tight around
an object and she wished now that she paid more attention to it. Again the
damned cuke hit the floor and Barbara, in tears now, raced to get it back in,
much to the delight of the howling spectators. This time Barbara wiped the
cucumber dry on her leg before ramming it into her pussy as far as she could.
That seemed to work much better and it remained in longer, but it inevitably
did fall out again and Barbara repeated the process over and over until,
finally, Cheryl signalled that time had run out.
"47 seconds." Cheryl announced to her guests as they all gasped "ooh."
"47 strokes. Now Barbara, had you not thrown a crying fit and said '10' when I
asked you how many strokes you thought you deserved, we probably would have
said "okay." But your pitiful whining cost you 37 more strokes. Let's see, to
round things off, that's 12 strokes from each." Cheryl held the paddle out
towards Barbara and then "readjusted" the clothespins on her nipples once more.
"Now, take this paddle, on your hands and knees, to each of our guests,
starting with Pam, and ask each one to give you your deserved punishment. When
they finish with the paddling, I want you to show them your respect. Do you
understand?"
"Yes, Mistress Cheryl." Barbara took the paddle and got down on all
fours.
"Tell me then how you're going to show them your respect." Cheryl
teased.
Barbara's face turned crimson. She not only had to do it, but she had to
tell them out loud that she was going to kiss their asses. "I'm going
to........." She couldn't say the words.
Cheryl grabbed Barbara's hair and yanked her head up. "Yes? Go on.
What are you going to do?"
Barbara, startled by the sudden hair yanking, spit the words out. "I'm
going to kiss their ass, Mistress Cheryl."
"Very good." Cheryl chimed, as her grip on Barbara's hair tightened.
"Describe HOW you're going to kiss their ass, Barbara."
This was unbearable to the poor Barbara. "With my lips and... and... my
tongue. I'm going to lick their assholes, Mistress Cheryl." Tears were
streaming down Barbara's face now. The combination of Cheryl pulling her hair
and the clothespins on her nipples didn't hurt as much as having to say those
words.
"Okay. Now get started. And if you know what's good for you, you'll
work that tongue of yours like you've never worked it before. Remember, I'm
last with the paddle and if I don't think you're doing your best, I'll make
sure you won't be able to sit for a week. One more thing. I want you to count
each stroke, out loud, followed by "Mistress whoever' so that you won't forget
their names again. Go!" Cheryl stood, still naked, in the center of the room
and watched Barbara crawl over to Pam.
Barbara handed the paddle to Pam and asked her to "Please punish me."
Pam took the paddle and stood up and directed Barbara to turn around and put
her forehead on the floor. When Barbara was positioned, Pam took the first
swing. It wasn't a strong swing and the room filled with boos and chided her
to put more feeling into it. The second blow was harder and began to turn
Barbara's cheeks pink.
As instructed, Barbara counted each stroke with a "Mistress Pam"
following. Each time the sandpaper covered paddle landed, the pain increased
and caused Barbara to lunge forward a bit which, in turn, caused the
clothespins on her nipples to drag on the carpet and pull on her tits causing
even more pain. By the time she had counted the twelfth stroke, Barbara's
cheeks were bright red and very sore. Pam then instructed her to show "her
respect" and got down on her knees with her upper body resting on the sofa.
Barbara crawled around to Pam's exposed ass, reached up to spread her cheeks,
and began tonguing her ass.
As Barbara tongued Pam, Cheryl kept shouting instructions. "Work that
tongue faster." "get it in -- deeper -- deeper" "use your hands to spread
them cheeks wider so you can get in better." Barbara followed each order
exactly. Partly to avoid the wrath of Cheryl and partly to delay the next set
of blows from the bigger and stronger Beth. Pam began pushing her hips into
Barbara's face harder and harder and Barbara responded by trying to push her
tongue into Pam's ass deeper and deeper. Barbara had mixed feelings when she
heard Cheryl proclaim that was enough for Pam. On one hand she was glad that
part was over, but on the other, her aching butt would now be subject to more
pain.
Finally, it was over. Barbara had been spanked by all three guests and
had licked their asses until her tongue was almost as sore as her backside
which literally glowed like a bright red Chinese lantern. The mere thought of
touching it sent shivers through her body. She had no idea how she would get by
Cheryl's paddling. She held back the sobs and crawled over to Cheryl, who was
now sitting on the arm of John's chair, and offered her the paddle.
"Please punish me, Mistress Cheryl." she whimpered as she planted her
head firmly into the carpet.
Cheryl took the paddle and moved around to Barbara's elevated rump, then
back to her head. "That sweet little ass of yours looks real sore Barbara.
What would you do if I let you off with no more paddling?"
"Oh, I'd do anything.. anything at all, Mistress Cheryl. Please don't
paddle me any more, Mistress Cheryl. I hurt so much, Mistress Cheryl." Barbara
felt elated that she might not have to go through any more paddling. She would
do just about anything to avoid it. Her ass felt like the skin covering it had
been sanded off.
"Start licking my feet." Cheryl watched the agonizing Barbara leap
forward and begin licking her feet. She reveled in the power she held over the
woman and was glorified to display this power to her friends. "That's it. Just
like last time. Don't forget to get in between each toe. Now, here's what
I'll do. I'll give you ten minutes to suck my pussy. If I come during those
ten minutes, I'll forgive your spanking and let you show me your respect, after
which, you're done for the night. Agreed?"
Barbara's mouth remained glued to Cheryl's feet as she answered. "Yes,
Mistress Cheryl. I'll make you come, Mistress Cheryl. I promise." Barbara
flung her head between Cheryl's thighs and began moving her tongue over her
mistresses vagina as expertly as she knew how. She tried to imagine how she
would like it done to her and used her hands to spread Cheryl's lips and allow
her tongue access to the clitoris. She was excited to see Cheryl beginning to
respond to her probing and she moved her tongue back and forth over Cheryl's
vagina as she let a finger begin playing with the puckered rim of her
tormentor's ass. Barbara glanced up to look at Cheryl's face and noticed John
watching her intently. The sight of him watching her do this rattled her and
she shut her eyes and concentrated on avoiding any more spanking by giving
Cheryl the orgasm she wanted. It didn't seem like ten minutes had passed
before Cheryl began to buck her hips uncontrollably and start moaning. A few
seconds later Cheryl grabbed Barbara's head and pushed it into her cunt as she
came wildly. Barbara, hoping to get the night over with, slowed her tongue and
allowed Cheryl to come down from her high. She then began working on Cheryl's
asshole with as much vigor as she had on her cunt. As she worked her tongue
around and into the gleaming rim, Barbara repeatedly mumbled "I Respect you,
Mistress Cheryl. Thank you, Mistress Cheryl."
John sat staring at the road ahead as he drove home. His wife beside him
sat sore, exhausted and nude. Cheryl had instructed her to remain naked until
she reached home. She also told her to keep the cucumber inside her pussy
during the ride and that she would find out if she had disobeyed. Barbara sat
and twirled the cucumber between her legs. She wondered how long this would go
on. How long must she endure the humiliation and pain. A feeling inside her
told her it would go on and on. She leaned back against the seat. Her eyes
closed and her mouth formed a wide grin as she dozed.
