Innocence Lost: An Early Introduction to BDSM, Pt. I

 

Hannah Sullivan was not your average schoolgirl.  She was not interested in most of the things that excited her schoolmates.  People might have confused her demeanor as being shy or even stand-offish.  Actually she was just basically independent.  She was a pretty little teen but lagged behind her classmates in body development.  She was a virgin who had not yet developed much of an interest in boys. She had an experimental and adventurous nature.

 

She also had a strong desire to try cigarettes, which is where our story begins and what lead to her introduction into the world of BDSM at an unusually early stage in life.

 

Debbie and Tom Nichols lived down the street from the Sullivan household on a wooded, somewhat secluded lot. They were both reasonably attractive with nice body builds for people in their early forties.  Over the years Hannah's path had crossed with them several times and she considered the couple to be the coolest people in the neighborhood.  They always seemed friendly, open minded, and well versed on a range of topics that interested Hannah.  They were often able to explain some of her intrigues and refer her to sources for further information. 

 

Hannah's parents were very strict and prudish and kept a close eye on her.  So Hannah thought that maybe the Nichols could provide a source for cigarettes and a place to smoke them in the hidden part of their yard.  One memorable weekend evening, just after dinner, she worked up the courage to approach them.  She marched up to their front door, knocked, and breathed deeply as Debbie Nichols greeted her.  Debbie was happy to see her and invited her in.

 

"What a nice surprise," Mrs. Nichols said.  "It's always nice to see you, Hannah.  What brings you here tonight?"

 

"I haven't seen you and Mr. Nichols for awhile and I have a new interest I’d like to discuss with you," Hannah replied.

 

"Well let me get Mr. Nichols in here and we'll see what we can do," Debbie said.  "Tom, Hannah Sullivan has come to visit us."

 

Tom had already recognized Hannah's voice and had been headed into the front room before Debbie called him.

 

"Hannah.  My, my how you are growing into a beautiful young lady," Tom flattered.  "Debbie and I were just talking about you the other day and here you are.  What can we do for you?"

 

"It is a tough one this time, Mr. Nichols," Hannah explained.  "I have been fascinated about the idea of smoking for a few weeks.  The more I think about it and watch people doing it the more I want to try it.  But you know how my parents are.  They would never let me do it and would kill me if they found out.  I can't buy them myself.  You and Mrs. Nichols have always been so nice and helpful I thought maybe you might have a suggestion."

 

"Well, Hannah," Tom continued.  "Your parents would certainly be right to be concerned.  Cigarettes are not healthy for you.  However, I also believe that people should sample everything in life at least once.  You probably won't like smoking anyway but I think Mrs. Nichols and I can help you."

 

Debbie went into other room to retrieve their stash of cigarettes.  Tom and Debbie were only occasional smokers, but they used cigarettes for a much different purpose than most people, as Hannah would someday discover.  Nonetheless, Hannah's eyes lit up when she saw Debbie with a full, unopened pack.  But that glow dimmed a bit when Tom told her there would be a price for their assistance.

 

Tom and Debbie must have had some reason to believe that their silence would warrant the 

incredible price they were about to ask Hannah to pay.  Tom revealed to Hannah that they had a good feeling about her from their conversations over the years, finding her to be the kind of person who would like to explore radically different horizons.  They both thought she was cute and that they had a special kind of bond with her.  Tom told Hannah that he and Mrs. Nichols had some unusual interests and had occasionally talked about how interesting it would be for both of them to try them out with her.  He warned that a young girl like her would likely find them very strange, perhaps scary, and highly personal, but if she wanted to light up the cigarette, that would be the trade off. 

Of course, Hannah had absolutely no idea what they could have been talking about.  She couldn't imagine that the Nichols would do anything sinister, but just the way Mr. Nichols introduced things should have made her say "thanks anyway" and walk away.  But that was not Hannah's nature.  So she told them she would accept their offer.

 

Tom took the cigarette pack from Debbie, opened it, passed one to all three of them, and lit them up.  Hannah took to this new sport like a veteran.  Tom offered a second round, which Hannah willingly accepted.  Their conversation then moved to the action ahead.  Debbie began to quiz Hannah about her sexual knowledge and experience.  Both were almost nil.  Even when she got a bit more descriptive, Hannah seemed almost disinterested.  Tom asked her if she was familiar with terms like “bondage”, “domination”, “submission”, “restraints” or the like.  Again, this drew a blank stare from Hannah.  Understanding what an incredible leap this naive girl was about to take, Tom felt it best to keep her in the dark for fear she would change her mind.  He still could not believe she actually agreed to go forward and the fantasies that he and Debbie have had about her for months were actually going to come true. 

 

When they all finished their cigarettes, Tom told Hannah it was now time for her to follow them down to their basement.  Tom led the way, turning on the light and climbing down the stairs.  When Hannah reached the landing, she looked around and noticed a wide range of unfamiliar objects.  She had been led into the “Nichols Family Dungeon”.  Tom explained that this was where they play their special games, the two of them, and with other men and women who shared their interests.  He told her that in their world he was known as a "master" or "dom" and Debbie was a "switch", meaning that sometimes she enjoyed being in charge and other times she liked to be directed, as they would now be doing to Hannah.  Hannah was not really registering with these concepts, and Tom was not worried about drilling them into her, but he felt he did his duty by giving her these brief explanations.  He told her that tonight they had some very specific things they wanted to try with her, and not wanting to keep her away from home too late, they had better get started.

 

Debbie moved close to Hannah, sensing that at this point she might need comforting and reassuring about the games ahead.  She told Hannah that for what they had in mind, she would need to take off her clothes.

 

"I don't understand," said Hannah.  "I have never been naked in front of anyone before.  I really don't want to do this.  Can't you play your games another way?"

 

"I'm sorry dear," Debbie replied.  "I know all of this is new for you, that you have yet to have any experience with these things.  But what we have in mind is sexual in nature, and when people play sex games they must remove their clothes."

 

"But I will be so embarrassed," Hannah said, with her voice now quivering a bit.

 

"You don't need to be sweetie," Debbie soothed, pulling Hannah close, hugging her, and rubbing her shoulders.  "Tom and I have seen many girls naked and you have a beautiful little body.  You should be proud to show it off."

 

"Well could you close your eyes while I undress?" Hannah countered.

 

"Honey, we will eventually be seeing your whole body nude before the evening is over, so we might as well just get into this," Debbie reasoned.

 

Debbie knew she needed to take action at this point before Hannah's anxiety encouraged retreat.  So while she was still holding her, she slowly slid her hands off Hannah's shoulders, down to her waste and found the bottom of her shirt.  She very skillfully raised the shirt upward, gliding it up her back and over her head.  Hannah’s breasts were just starting to blossom so she was not wearing a bra.  Debbie thought it best to get Hannah’s clothes off quickly and immediately moved on to her jeans.  Tom was smart enough to hang in the background, not wanting to unnerve Hannah any more than she must have been.  But he was enjoying this scene greatly from his vantage point.

 

Debbie's hands gravitated to Hannah's pants button, unsnapping it and then unzipping.  She crouched down in order to tug the garment over Hannah's hips and down each leg.  She told Hannah to balance herself against her as she flipped off her sandals and pulled the jeans off one foot at a time.  Debbie stayed squatted down and reached up to slide Hannah's panties down and off.

 

Thinking that Debbie might need reinforcement at this point, Tom moved from out of the shadows over to the two ladies.  Tom was on one side and Debbie on the other as they escorted Hannah over to a device similar to a gynecologist’s table.  They helped her up into position and both of them swiftly clamped her hands and feet into the shackles attached to the table.  Amazingly, Hannah had not uttered a peep since her initial protestations.

 

But the shock was wearing off and the fear now growing.  Finally it dawned on Hannah that she was naked and exposed to a relatively unknown man and woman, restrained to a table in a subterranean room where even if she screamed her cries would go unheard.  She was completely at their mercy and she really had no way to be sure how merciful they might be.

“What are you going to do to me,” she sighed.  “I don’t think it’s a good idea for me to be here any more.”

“Everything is going to be all right, honey,” Debbie comforted.  “We would never do anything to hurt you.  Tom does these things to me all the time and does it look like I have been hurt?”

“I guess not, but why do you have to tie me down?”

“It’s all part of the fantasy, sweetie.  You will see.”

 

The couple had obviously been discussing the prospect of such an encounter with a young girl like Hannah, or at least been dreaming about it.  They had a well thought out agenda.  Next up on their list was to explore the virginal body of their captive.  And both Tom and Debbie were interested in partaking.  Debbie led the way, bending down next to Hannah's face.  She nuzzled against her, face to face, and began kissing her cheek, down to her neck, and back up to her lips.  Debbie was certainly warming to this and could not wait to work Hannah's lips apart and introduce her tongue into her mouth.  Hannah had never done this before, with a boy or girl, but she had been raised to believe that these sorts of things were supposed to be done by people of the opposite sex.  Maybe since she had no basis of comparison, rather than finding Debbie's sensual advances repulsive, she actually found them quite relaxing, especially in her current state of mind.  With Debbie creating that distraction, Tom took the opportunity to explore Hannah's body.  He took his hand and gently rubbed her arm, then down to her stomach and onto her thigh and leg.  Hannah's legs were spread open in the device which gave him full access.  But he wanted to keep her as calm as possible, understanding how nervous she must be. 

 

Debbie continued her kissing and nibbling and then added her hand to her husband’s.  First they focused on her chest.  They massaged it up and down, softly and sensually, down to her stomach, back up and eventually onto her nipples.  They rolled the nipples between their fingers and after awhile the tiny little things grew into larger buds.  Almost in sync, Tom and Debbie slid down to that spot and licked and sucked the nipples into their mouths.  Both of them were getting excited by this but Hannah was as yet unmoved.  However, she had settled into a state of calm.  Assuming their work must have been having some stimulating impact, Tom and Debbie moved their hands down farther, rubbing her thighs and taking turns moving over her mound.  Being sensitive to her virginity, Tom let Debbie be the first to invade Hannah's pussy.  Debbie took her fingers, put them in her mouth to moisten them, and carefully rubbed them over Hannah's lips.  She spent some time toying with them, hoping to enflame her before eventually moving inside her pussy.  She found the tunnel slightly moist but hardly dripping from arousal.  She softly worked in one finger, slightly, a little at a time, in and out, and gradually noticed a response from Hannah.  She kept at it, satisfied at last that she was beginning to excite her precious flower.

She moved back up to Hannah’s face, anxious to return to kissing her.  Hannah welcomed her advances this time, clearly getting into the mood.  Their lips met.  Debbie wanted to show Hannah how much pleasure she could derive from this part of her body. The passion was rising in both ladies as their tongues brushed then danced.  Debbie sucked Hannah’s tongue into her mouth, increasing the force and increasing their arousal.

Meanwhile, Tom had stepped between Hannah’s legs, knelling down so his face was at her thighs.  He wanted to give her pleasure with his mouth on a different set of her lips.  Hannah had heard about guys doing this to girls but was a bit self conscious about Mr. Nichols doing it to her.  How did she smell?  How would she taste?  She was not in a position to resist and Mrs. Nichols was getting her so turned on she really didn’t care anyway.  Hannah did not know what to expect, but she would be getting a guy who was very skillful at this and rated pussy eating as one of his passions.  He did a nice job of building her enthusiasm, teasing her thighs liberally before moving close to her slit, then backing away, time and time again.  Once he saw her groin beginning to push toward his face when his mouth made its next advance, he knew she was ready and it was time to start working his tongue inside her cunt and his tongue and lips onto her clit.

The couple’s efforts were having their intended effect.  Hannah was fully engaged and loving what they were doing.  Her pussy was now very wet and juices were running out.  Debbie was as turned on as Hannah and continued her embraces.  But Tom pulled back, intent on an activity that excited him more than cunnilingus, the one that was obviously the main event in their plan.  He slipped over to his “tool chest” and brought back the equipment he would need.  Debbie slid back slightly, giving her husband access to Hannah’s chest. 

Tom took alligator clips and fastened one to each of Hannah’s now enlarged nipples.  They were not the kind that cut hard so they actually caused her little discomfort.  She could not see what was going on and certainly had no idea what Mr. Nichols was doing.  But seconds later she felt a slight tingling in her nipples, one that grew gradually until it became a pulsing shock.  She was startled.  She wanted to cry out but Mrs. Nichols still had her mouth on hers and their tongues locked.  Mr. Nichols alternated the current, low to high and places in between.  He was enjoying watching her bodily reactions as he alternated the dials and Debbie was enjoying the increased movement of Hannah’s tongue and lips as he did.  Tom put the nipple stimulators on auto pilot, somewhere in the mid range, and then grabbed two adhesive strips and applied them on each side of her pussy lips.  This gave him a chance for further experimentation.

Debbie stepped back at this point.  She now wanted to observe Hannah as well and she would take one of the electrical controls.  With Tom working on her pussy lips she would attend to her nipples.

“What is this?  What are you doing to me?” Hannah whimpered, now able to speak.  “Stop this.  You are hurting me.”

The Nichols totally ignored Hannah as she continued to protest.  They were oblivious. They had fantasized about experimenting with electro torture on a maiden and they were now completely in the moment.  They whispered to each other as they continued to raise and lower the voltage, first on the nipples then on the pussy lips.  Hannah was spasming every time they took the dials to the top, bucking first on the top of her body then to the bottom.  Tom handed his controls to Debbie who now was in command of both.  He reached for yet another device.  This one was a long metal shaft that he guided to the entrance of her pussy.

“This is going to hurt a little, Hannah,” he warned.  “It won’t last long and I will be as gentle as I can.”

Hannah was swimming with emotions and sensations.  The electrical stimulations were causing her some pain but more fear than anything because she imagined them to be dangerous.  The Nichols’ sexual advances had created another type of stimulation.  All in all, her head was racing, not even able to focus on the fact that her virginity was about to be taken by a metal dildo.  Tom was sensitive to this fact as he started to move the shaft into her pussy.  It slid in easily until bumping up against her hymen.  Hannah yelped as he cut through that tissue.  He continued sliding it deeper into her vagina, hoping to find a pattern that would be pleasurable and the pain soon began to dissipate.  Once he had it in place he added this third piece to the electronic orchestra.  He turned on the switch, starting this one very slowly, knowing that moisture in Hannah’s vagina would add to the shock she would feel.  He kept a close watch on her reactions, anxious to increase the power, knowing this one would be the crown jewel of their experiment.

Hannah made sounds but never achieving the level of screams.  For some reason all of this had actually started to appeal to her.  Tom and Debbie had done this with each other many times, and to some of their friends, and they were quite skilled at hitting just the right buttons at the right time.  They worked Hannah, so well in fact that she started fucking the dildo vibrating in her pussy.  Tom adjusted the bar so it would run through a routine that started with a little electricity and systematically rise to a strong jolt before stopping for several seconds.  Hannah picked up on the rhythm and her body began to move in tempo.  She thrust her pelvis out hard against the dildo whenever it reached its highest intensity.  Tom toyed with her, seeing now that he could coax her pussy into action.  And the masterful conductor that he was, he did it so well that Hannah thrust her way into an intense orgasm.

Hannah had masturbated occasionally and brought herself to climax once in awhile.  But this was much different.  As pleasant as it was whenever she fingered herself, what Tom and Debbie had just done took her to an incredibly higher level.  She was frozen in her exhilaration. Tom and Debbie gazed at her as they carefully removed the various electrical toys.  They were pleased to see the pleasure on Hannah’s face and wildly horny by what had taken place.  They both needed relief and knew it would not take much to bring it.

While Hannah was still in her daze, Tom and Debbie began to undress.  Hannah was too numb to react much but starred rather blankly as their bodies began to be revealed.  She couldn’t help noticing Debbie’s large breasts and as Tom stripped off his underpants she was curious to see his cock, her first.  She had nothing to compare it to but she could see it was pointing out and seemed very large to her.  Once they were naked, without speaking, the Nichols went over to Hannah and unbuckled her restraints.  Hannah was still tingling and was a little sore from her devirginizing.  The Nichols anticipated this and helped her up from the table.

“Watching you has gotten us very aroused, Hannah, and now we need to cum like you did,” Debbie explained.  “Don’t worry.  You won’t need to do much.”

They were both so hot at this point that no one would have to do much to get them off.  Tom moved onto a mat on the floor and stretched out flat on his back.  Debbie stood over him and got down into a 69 position.  She directed Hannah to sprawl out on the floor between her husband’s legs, coming forward so her face met Debbie’s hovering over Tom’s hard cock.  Tom went right to work on his wife’s wet pussy.  He knew what she liked and didn’t waste time delivering.  Debbie planned to do all the work on Tom’s dick, mostly interested in giving Hannah a front row seat to watch and introduce her to such things.  Debbie stroked the cock and blew on the tip.  Tom had her clit in his mouth, sucking on it like a baby’s pacifier, evoking moans from his wife.  This was a turn on for Tom so his wife’s stroking action had already taken him to the edge.  As Debbie started rocking her pussy over Tom’s mouth, Tom began fucking his wife’s hand harder and harder.  Debbie was starting to climax and knew Tom was also close.  She pulled Hannah’s head down, told her to open her mouth, wet her lips, and suck the tip of the dick inside.  Debbie kept jerking the cock as Hannah’s warm mouth proved to be the last straw.  Tom had built up a solid load that spewed freely into Hannah’s mouth.  Hannah did not know what to make of this.  She realized that men ejaculated when they had an orgasm but she never imagined it would ever enter a woman’s mouth.  She really did not know what to do with it but thought it might be rude to spit it out.  Debbie also came hard, but managed to immediately shift her attention to Hannah, captivated by what the girl would do with her husband’s semen.

“That’s a good girl, Hannah.  You keep all of those juices in your mouth while I pull Tom’s penis out.  There we go.  Now swish them around, taste what you have, and swallow all of it.”

Hannah did as directed.  It was not a taste she wanted to acquire but she found the act kinky and it was dawning on her that her sex life figured to be as adventuresome as the rest of her life.

Debbie helped Hannah get cleaned up and dressed.  She wanted to be sure her young friend was all right physically and emotionally after such a heavy night of incredible new stimulations.  She was especially interested in ensuring that all of these things would remain their secrets.  Hannah’s mind was reeling from what she had seen, felt, and tasted.  It would take her quite a while to process it all.  She was not in a talkative mood with Mrs. Nichols, who could certainly understand that.  Debbie sensed that she would be okay and her instincts told her that Hannah was engrossed with what had taken place.  Over the course of the next few weeks she discovered that those instincts were correct.  Hannah came back several more times, for cigarettes and new BDSM experiences.  And she seemed to be getting addicted to both!

 

 

Innocence Lost: An Early Introduction to BDSM, Pt. II

 

Tom and Debbie were both bi-sexual and as exciting as their encounters had been with Hannah up till now, they had another type of fantasy they had always wanted to explore.  They told Hannah that as long as she was willing to come back for more play sessions they would continue supplying her cigarettes and safe cover to smoke them.  But they also imagined that a girl of her age coveted certain worldly objects that her parents did not provide.  They discussed that theory with her and, sure enough, there were things Hannah really wanted.  They told her they could make that happen if she would be willing to do a little work on their behalf.  They wanted her to become a recruiter for them.  They asked if she would consider enticing one of her male classmates into their activities.  If so, they explained it would have to be a boy of specific characteristics and she would have to devise a way to blackmail him to ensure his silence and submission. 

Hannah was receptive to the opportunity to earn money.  But even though she actually enjoyed her initiation into BDSM, she found it hard to imagine anyone else at her school would be similarly enamored.  That aside, she also needed to understand the task more fully.  The Nichols told her they were looking for a boy about her age, preferably someone as sexually innocent as she had been.  They wanted someone reasonably good looking with a good build or even a bit skinny.  They suggested her best target would be one of the shy, nerdy boys, the kind most likely to have strong sexual urges without the sex appeal to fulfill them.  Then they brainstormed some scenarios about how she might lure some boy into a trap to threaten him.  Gradually a candidate and an angle came into her mind.

One of the boys in her class fit their physical description exactly.  His name was Jason.  He was always starring at the girls in class, undoubtedly mentally undressing them and dreaming about an encounter, but whenever any of them got anywhere near him he froze as though he was paralyzed.  He was a loner who was driven to get good grades and while he was reasonably intelligent he was more adept at plagiarizing and copying others’ answers in achieving that goal.  Hannah knew if she positioned herself in the right place at the right time she could catch Jason in such an act. 

And the next day’s math test was going to be that place.  She made sure to take a seat in class with the exact angle for what she had in mind.  As for the time, her luck was better than she could have imagined.  Her teacher was distracted by a knock at the door after the test had begun.  Hannah pulled her mobile phone out of her bag, knowing that Jason would use this opportunity to steal answers from the class math genius seated next to him.  She got two perfect photos of Jason peaking at the other boy’s exam.  Now she was set and could put the wheels in motion right after class.

Hannah followed closely behind Jason as they walked out of the room.  She called to him and reached out to grab his arm.

“Hey cheater, slow down,” she said.

“Wha  . . .  wha. . . what are you talking about,” Jason stammered.

“You know what I am talking about, shithead,” she snapped.  “I saw you copying off of Tim’s exam and I am going to turn you in.  And you know what that means.  You are going to be kicked out of school.”

“I did not cheat,” he replied, finding it easy to overcome the “girl paranoia” as he fought for survival.  “You don’t know what you are talking about.”

“Oh yeah?  Well do you think Mrs. Adams is going to believe you or me when she sees this picture,” Hannah snapped, reaching out her phone close enough so Jason could get a look.  “Or this one?”

Jason could see that he was caught, dead to rights.  He tried to pull the phone from Hannah but she was prepared for that and recoiled out of his reach.

“Wouldn’t matter if you got my phone anyway.  I’ve already sent a copy to a safe place.  You’re dead meat.  You better start thinking about transferring to reform school or maybe you want to run away from home.”

“Hannah, please.  Don’t do this to me.  I’ve never done anything to you.  Please don’t turn me in.  Maybe there is something I can do for you instead.”

“I don’t know.  You know that we’re sworn to enforce the school honor code.  You’d have to do something pretty special to convince me not to do my duty.”

“I’ll do anything you ask,” he whined.

“Anything?”

“Yes anything,” he repeated, with even more conviction now that he sensed that he had cracked through her refusal.

Hannah then closed the deal, bantering back and forth for awhile to cement the “anything” statement, reminding him that if he accepted her proposal that she would still be in possession of the photos and could turn him in later if he wavered.  She kept him in conversation long enough that it appeared that she was actually dreaming up her demands.  In the end she told him to clear his schedule for the following Saturday, coming up with an excuse for his parents that would enable him to be gone for the entire day.  She wrote down an address, the Nichols’, and told him to be there at 10.00 sharp.

Jason arrived as instructed and was greeted at the front door by Tom Nichols.  Debbie and Hannah had also moved into the front room when they heard the knock.

“Hello, young man,” Tom said in a welcoming tone.  “You must be Jason.  Hannah has told us all about you.  My name is Tom Nichols.  This is my wife Debbie and, of course, you and Hannah are already good friends.”

“Hello sir,” Jason replied, relieved that these looked like nice, normal people in a nice, normal house.

“I understand you are a boy that likes to take the easy way to success, Jason, sort of riding on other people’s coattails.  Is that true?”

Jason’s tendency would have been to deny that, but before answering he had caught Hannah’s eyes.

“Yes sir.  I’m sorry to say that you are right.”

“Well it’s good that you can admit it, Jason.  Debbie, Hannah, and I are going to spend the day helping you develop a strong sense of discipline.  By the end of the day I think you’ll understand the value of following rules and directions.  But just in case you decide during the course of the day that you would prefer to return to your selfish, thoughtless ways, I want you to know that Hannah had sent me the evidence of your cheating this week.  Hannah and I will both delete the photos at the end of this day, but only if you comply with everything we tell you to do.  And I mean EVERYTHING.  Do you understand?”

“What are you going to make me do?” Jason interrupted.

“That’s not a very good start, Jason.  You are not the one asking the questions.  You are the one following the orders.  Got it?  Or should Hannah send an email with an attachment to your teacher?”

“No sir . . .  or I mean yes sir.  I mean I’ve got it.  I will do what you tell me.”

With that, exactly as Hannah had done a few weeks prior, Jason was directed to follow all of them down into the dungeon.  Jason had no idea what all the contraptions throughout the basement were, though with a full day at their disposal the Nichols would introduce him to many of them in the coming hours.  Recognizing his innocence and hearing about his extreme shyness with girls, they knew that even the simplest of things would humiliate him, their primary focus of this day.  So Debbie Nichols decided to start with the most basic, forced nudity, enlisting the support of Hannah to make it totally excruciating for him.

“Hannah tells me you are a little shy around the girls,” Debbie started.  “Is that true, sweetie?”

“I guess you could say that,” Jason muttered.

“Why is that?”

“I really don’t know, I just am.”

“So would you be too shy to take your shirt off if I told you to?”

“Heck yes.  I don’t want to do that.”

“Well I am not asking you, I am telling you.  I hope we don’t have to keep reminding you that you agreed to do everything we demand.  Now slip that shirt over your head and get it off.”

Jason could see that despite Debbie’s pleasant looks she was not going to be kind to him.  He was so shy that even removing his shirt bothered him, but in the scheme of things it was not such a horrible request.  So he fumbled a bit but quickly complied.

“That’s a good boy,” Debbie said.  “Now go ahead and take off your pants.”

Jason froze, a bit shocked by what he heard, wanting to be sure that she was serious.  Whatever he might have thought was going to occur this day up until now, this lady asking him to take off his pants in front of two strangers and a female classmate established that it was going to be much worse than he anticipated.

“Go on.  Unbuckle, unzip, and strip them off,” Debbie snapped.  “We all want to see what you have inside those jeans.”

Jason moved his hands down and did as instructed.  He unbuckled, unzipped, and pulled them off, quickly standing back up straight and moving his hands in front of his crotch.  Despite his anxiety, all of this was having a hardening effect on his penis and the thought of them seeing him that way terrified him.

“Aren’t you just our modest little boy,” Debbie taunted.  “How cute, trying to hide your little pee-pee.  Well guess what?  Now I want you to pull down your little boy panties, but just drop them down to your ankles, not all the way off.”

“Please don’t make me do that, Mrs. Nichols,” Jason implored.  “Can’t I just keep my underpants on?”

“If I wanted you to keep your underpants on I wouldn’t have told you to pull them down.  Now get them down.  NOW!”

Jason figured his request was going to be futile but the idea of being completely naked, especially in front of Hannah, was making his heart pound so fast and hard that he had to give it a try.  Mrs. Nichols’ sternness made it clear that he better yank them down.  So he did.  Again he popped right back up and tried to hide his shame with his hands.

“Enough of the modesty already.  Tom, you better get the handcuffs.  Jason, put your hands behind your back, now.”

Knowing that a much larger, stronger male was coming over to enforce her request made Jason comply instantly.  He moved his hands away from his cock and balls and starred down at the floor, thinking that he could ignore the females gazing at his privates.  But that would not last long.

“Hannah, have you ever seen a cock before?”

“Yes Mrs. Nichols, but is that really a cock?” she laughed, quickly picking up how to play this humiliation game with Jason and enjoying every minute of it.  Tom and Debbie both found that hysterical, especially coming from this young novice.

Jason was beyond devastated.  First the indignity of nudity then the verbal abuse.  He wanted to run and hide but he knew that was impossible.  And then the abuse got worse.

“Do any of the girls at school like Jason, Hannah?  You know what I mean, in a way that maybe he has done anything that teen boys and girls do together?”

“You’ve got to be kidding, Mrs. Nichols.  Every girl in school thinks he is a disgusting, dirty geek boy.  No one even wants to talk to him, let alone get near him.  And certainly no girl in school would kiss or touch him.”

“That’s what I thought, honey.  I can certainly understand that, but in a way it is sad.  Here’s a boy with raging hormones, probably capable of about half a dozen orgasms a day with no way to get relief.  I mean . . .  no way other than using his right hand, which he probably does about a half  dozen times a day!!!!”

“That’s great, Mrs. Nichols.  So you think he’s a little jerk off boy?”

“Oh I’m sure, sweetie.  And I love that name.  Instead of Jason, let’s call him ‘Jerk Off Boy.’  Perfect!”

Jason was feeling more degraded by the second.  He didn’t dare say anything, knowing he was in a no-win situation.

“Are we right, Jerk Off Boy?” Debbie chided.  “Have you ever done anything with a girl?  Kissing, touching, fondling?”

Jason did not answer, so Debbie repeated the question, warning him that he better answer her.

“No ma’am”, he whispered.

“I can’t hear you.  What did you say?”

“I said no ma’am.  I have never done anything with a girl.”

“Got it.  But you know, just looking at him, maybe I need to ask another question?  Have you ever done anything with a boy?”

Hannah was absolutely thrilled with that comment.  She never suspected that he was into boys, but she knew Mrs. Nichols’ comment would cut to his core.

“Hell no,” Jason shot back.

“Don’t you raise you voice to me, young man.”

“I’m sorry, ma’am.  But haven’t you embarrassed me enough?  Won’t you let me go now?”

“Go?  You’ve got to be kidding me.  We’re going to have HOURS more fun with you. But maybe we have been a little hard on you.  I have an idea.  Are you game, Hannah?’

“What do you have in mind, Mrs. Nichols?”

“I was thinking about giving Jason a sporting chance to win his freedom even at this early point in the day. It’s 10.30.  If we get to 11.00 and Jason has not cum . . .  er, shot his load . . .  we will uncuff him, let him get dressed, delete the photos, and send him home.  But if he fails, he will stay the remainder of the day and our games will get MUCH more intense than what we originally planned.  That is my thought, but the rest of you need to decide.  Is that agreeable to you, Jason?”

“Absolutely Mrs. Nichols,” Jason quickly replied, imagining that this was a simple hurdle to cross in light of what he would be gaining.

“OK.  But now we need to put it to a vote among the three of us.  Obviously I vote yes, but what about you, Hannah?”

“No way, Mrs. Nichols.  He’s a cheater and has been stealing from the rest of us all year.  He needs to pay a much bigger price.  I vote no.”

“That’s fair enough, Hannah.  So how about you, Tom.”

“Well, honey, if you believe we should give him this chance then I will go along with you,” he countered, knowing full well that Jason would NEVER be able to last 30 minutes with what his wife had in mind.  “I vote yes.”

“So we have a deal.  Tom, you watch the time.  Jason, you hold those little sperm inside your body for 30 minutes and you can be on your way.”

Tom positioned himself off to the side while Debbie moved directly behind Jason and Hannah in front of him.  She told Hannah to crouch down on the floor with her face about level with Jason’s cock and balls.  For the next few minutes she was going to teach Hannah the next chapter on stimulating the male genitalia, first with gentle touches and caresses, then with stroking action.  No normal, virgin boy in the history of mankind would be able to withstand what was coming without shooting his wad in minutes.  

Debbie started her tutorial with Jason’s testicles, describing to Hannah how to gently slide them into her hand and massage them, underscoring how sensitive they are but also how much satisfaction the right approach can bring to a boy.  She followed this with an explanation of how to tickle them, suggesting she look into Jason’s glazed eyes as proof of performance as Hannah used the techniques she described.  Without yet going near his penis, it had already reached its capacity of length and rigidity, and it was starting to throb.  The site of his little rod bobbing up and down without anything touching it was amazing for Hannah and was starting to get her excited.  Jason knew he was getting worked up beyond anything he had ever experienced before.  As much as he was enjoying the feeling he was also trying to fight it, recognizing that his release from captivity figured to be a much bigger reward than his first female-induced orgasm.

Debbie then directed the action to Jason’s cock.  She told Hannah to slide a bit to the side, out from in front of his penis’ “firing range”, but to place her hand directly under it, letting it plop into her palm.  She told her to slowly glide her hand back and forth, gently, back and forth, back and forth.  Jason struggled to contain himself but it was getting more difficult with each soft caress.  Debbie told Hannah to use her fingers to tickle the cock the same way she had done with his balls, up and down the full length but spending extra time on the area under the tip.  Jason was starting to shake, absolutely in heaven with the sensations but understanding he would be in hell if he gave in.  Debbie then explained to Hannah how to jerk him, telling her to form her hand in a circle and milk his dick in a pumping motion.  Debbie knew Jason was now at the breaking point, but just to be sure to push him over the edge, she skillfully maneuvered his legs apart slightly without distracting him from Hannah’s rhythm.  Debbie then put her own hands to work, cupping and stroking his balls with one and sliding her fingers back and forth across his ass crack with the other.  This was more than any man could withstand, especially a young one who could have only dreamed about such sensations at this point in his life.  Jason shot a mighty load, projecting some far across the room but creating a substantial puddle at his feet.

For several seconds, Jason was lost in the bliss of his orgasm.  It seemed as though he had been transported to another planet, tingling from the excitement of what just happened and forgetting about the ramifications.   On her end, Hannah was trying to process exactly what happened, encouraged that she was learning the methods for pleasing a man at her young age and wanting to continue with her education.  Debbie howled at what she had orchestrated, knowing in advance what the outcome was going to be but relishing the torment ahead as a result of it.

“What time is it, Tom,” she asked.

“It’s 10.39.”

“Really.  10.39.   You held out a whole nine minutes, Jason.  Good boy.  Did you enjoy that?  I hope so, because now you’re going to pay a heavy price for nine minutes of bliss.”

Jason was almost oblivious to these words, still savoring the glow for a few minutes longer.  With Debbie still positioned behind him, she transitioned from the gentle stroking of a few moments earlier to a harsh tug, pulling him roughly onto his knees.

“You have made a real mess of our floor, young man.  I want you to clean it up.”

“Ok, ma’am.  Tell me where I can get a rag I will do what you ask.”

“Rag?  You don’t need a rag.  You have a tongue.  Squat down on the floor and mop up your cum.”

“You couldn’t possibly expect me to do that.”

“I couldn’t?  Well just watch.”

With that she bent down, grabbed his head, and shoved his face onto the floor. 

“Now start licking up every drop.  I want my floor to shine everywhere you dribbled your juice.  Got it?”

Jason was mortified.  He couldn’t imagine that normal guys ever swallowed sperm.  And he really couldn’t believe this strange lady expected him to lick her dirty floor.  When he didn’t get to it quickly enough, he felt the domme side of Debbie Nichols.  As he was pondering whether or not to obey her, she reared back with her arm and swung it forward with a vengeance, slapping his butt cheek with such force that it not only left an imprint of her entire hand but also pushed him forward, sliding his head across the pool of cum, covering his face with it.  She told Hannah to go over to him and use her finger to scrape all of it off of his face and feed it directly into his mouth.  By now Jason knew better than to resist and opened to accommodate the deposit.  Hannah continued this until all the clots were off of his face, making sure that he licked her fingers clean with each descent.

But his mission was not yet accomplished.  There was still plenty left on the floor.  Debbie told him to crawl across his launch path, licking up the trail along the way.  When he had finally mopped it all up, not only had he sucked up a considerable amount of spunk but also lots of other dirt and hair.  He asked Mrs. Nichols if he could go rinse out his mouth.  Instead of granting his request she told Tom to grab the duct tape and slap a piece over Jason’s lips.  This would ensure that he would have to finish swallowing all the debris.  The feel of the hairs in his mouth drove him crazy but with his mouth taped and hands restrained there was no way he could get them out.  Mrs. Nichols knew exactly what she was doing with every devious move she made.  And the ones ahead would be even worse for Jason.

Innocence Lost: An Early Introduction to BDSM, Pt. III

Debbie Nichols was clearly the one running this scene and she wanted to take things to another level.  She told Jason to stand up and go over next to Tom.  Once there Tom unfastened his handcuffs and told Jason to raise both of his arms over his head.  Hanging down from a metal device mounted onto the ceiling was another set of restraints and Tom locked his wrists into those.  Tom then went over and turned the cranks connected to the device, effectively raising Jason’s arms higher and higher and forcing him to balance himself on the tips of his toes.  With Jason in a totally vulnerable position, Debbie turned toward Hannah and asked her what she thought they should do next.

“I think it’s time for a smoke,” Hannah replied.

“That’s a great idea, sweetie.  Nothing better than a cigarette after a satisfying orgasm,” Debbie said wryly.  “I think I would like one too.”

Tom, normally the master in any session, seemed satisfied letting the two ladies handle the action at this point.  He went upstairs to get the cigarettes, returned, gave one to both Debbie and Hannah, lit them up, and retreated to an observer’s position.  Debbie and Hannah then moved directly in front of Jason, who still had his mouth taped.  Jason was not a smoker and was actually one of those people who resented others doing it anywhere near him.  Debbie and Hannah enjoyed a few drags then they both blew their smoke into Jason’s nose.  With his mouth covered, this made it hard for him to breathe and he began choking.  Debbie pulled back the tape, allowing him to catch a breath.  Once it was clear that he was okay, Debbie told him to stick out his tongue.  Jason refused.

“Look at me, young man,” Debbie scowled.  “You should know by now that when I tell you to do something you had better do it . . .  and right away.”

Jason was not paying attention to Hannah at this point. She moved her hand and cigarette down under his balls.  As Mrs. Nichols was scolding him, Hannah guided the cigarette to the base of his ball sack and pushed it forward.

“Argghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” Jason screamed.

Debbie and Hannah both laughed.  Hannah repeated her assault two more times, lingering longer each time, actually bringing tears to Jason’s eyes.

“Quit your sniveling, sissy boy, and stick your tongue out like I ordered,” Debbie snapped.  “And you keep it out until I tell you to put it back.”

Jason did not need another warning.  He opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue.  Even with his inexperience he anticipated what was coming next.  The two ladies were going to continue using his mouth as a dumpster.  Mrs. Nichols went first, flicking a load of ashes onto his tongue.  Hannah took a few more puffs to generate new ashes since hers had fallen off when she scalded his balls.  A few moments later she made another deposit into his mouth.

“Ok.  You can reel it back in for now, Jerk Off Boy,” Debbie told him. 

She then reapplied the tape, once more ensuring that he was going to have to swallow refuse.  Debbie knew the tape would also be needed as a muffle.  She and Hannah were going to begin a cigarette torture session on his whole body and they started with his nipples.  With Debbie on the left side and Hannah on the right they methodically assaulted both nipples, first circling them all around and eventually directly onto them.  Jason was jerking and moaning more vigorously with every application.  Debbie and Hannah seemed to be able to read each other’s minds and their timing was in sync.  They increased the duration of their dabbing each time.  Once they had reached the nipples they kept the cigarettes applied for several seconds.  Jason’s screams were then audible and his slight biceps were flexed, trying to pull his restraints out of the beams in an attempt to deflect his pain.

Satisfied with their work in that part of his body, they moved lower.  They started with his feet.  Tom came over to assist them, pulling one of Jason’s legs off the floor and holding it out straight.  Because he needed to balance himself with his other foot, Jason was not in a position to shake loose from Mr. Nichols’ grasp.  So Debbie and Hannah had free reign.  Debbie knew this was an especially sensitive part of the body and would be painful for Jason today, and even more over the next few days.  They ultimately covered almost the entire bottom of his foot.  Debbie then spread each of Jason’s toes and Hannah shoved her cigarette into the tender area between.  Jason would have done anything to make them stop.  He couldn’t believe that anyone could be this cruel but he would find out the worst was yet to come.

With Tom’s help, they repositioned Jason and then repeated their approach on his other foot.  Once they finished there, Tom knew they were headed for the “good stuff” and would need more open access.  So he dropped Jason’s leg back down, causing him intense pain with the scalds on both feet that he would now have to use to help hold his weight.  Tom then went over and looked for a spreader bar.  He actually had to lower Jason a bit from the ceiling as the bar forced his legs as wide apart as he possible.  He made sure in the readjustment that Jason would still have to use his toes to hold himself up.

Then Debbie and Hannah started up his leg, working in particular on the soft area behind his knees.  They moved farther north, applying lots of little burns to his sensitive thigh area.  That brought them to the genitals.

“I think maybe we need to turn up the heat a bit.  Don’t you agree, Tom?” Debbie said.

“Absolutely, my love.  I think Jason is getting too comfortable with this technique.”

Jason was anything but comfortable.  If he hadn’t had the tape on his mouth he probably would have drawn the neighbors with the volume of his screams because of his pain level.  Nonetheless, Tom Nichols went over to their storage box and brought out three large candles.  He would light them and bring them for Debbie, Hannah, and him to raise the level of intensity.  Debbie told Hannah they no longer needed their cigarettes so they should extinguish them and Jason’s butt cheeks would be the best place.  So they both pressed their cigarettes hard into his ass, necessarily holding them there for about 20 seconds, twisting and turning them to fully put them out.  Jason actually lifted himself off the ground at that point, hoping that somehow he could pull himself loose from their grasp.

Tom planned to use his candle to drop hot wax on the top part of Jason’s body, especially his raw nipples.  Debbie told Hannah to crouch down and slide between Jason’s legs.  She told her to raise her candle up and hold it about an inch beneath Jason’s balls.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm,” he screamed, clearly his most curdling cry yet.

“Move it slowly back and forth, sweetie.  We don’t want to burn him badly so you have to keep it moving,” Debbie explained.

Debbie was standing behind Jason and spread his ass cheeks apart.

“Now extend your path and bring it under his asshole,” Debbie directed.  “That will get his attention!”

Indeed it did.  Jason let out another squeal.  Hannah kept up this pattern for about a minute when Debbie knew it was time to move on.  Tom had done a good job of covering Jason’s chest with wax.  He handed Debbie his candle and then walked down to the spreader bar, pulled it hard, raising Jason’s legs so they were parallel with the ground.  Hannah stood back up, she on one side of Jason and Debbie on the other.  Debbie told Hannah she should work the candle so it created pools of hot wax and then pour it onto his stomach, especially his belly button.  With her two candles, Debbie was going to bathe Jason’s cock and balls with molten wax.  These were high quality candles and the wax regenerated very quickly.  This enabled Hannah and Debbie to completely cover Jason’s mid section with thick layers of this wax.

“This has been good fun, don’t you think?” Debbie asked.  Her partners both agreed.  They enjoyed watching Jason endure these tortures, especially Hannah.  She really didn’t like Jason and she knew none of this was pleasing him.  But she was turned on by this action, actually hoping that the Nichols would do these things to her in a future session.

Tom lowered Jason from the hoist.  He freed his hands and took off the leg spreader.  And finally, he yanked off the duct tape covering his mouth.  Jason was a mess, almost fully covered with hardened wax.  He had ashes and singe marks on other parts of his body and his feet were raw from the cigarette torture.  His mouth was dry and he was a little nauseated from the various things he was forced to swallow.  He was hurting, he felt gross, and he was now very frightened about what these mad people were planning next.

“There’s a bathroom through that door.  It comes in handy for times like these when we have our parties,” Debbie said.  “Everything you need is in there.  Go on and take a shower, get yourself cleaned up, and be sure you leave the bathroom as clean as you found it.  Get yourself scrubbed up, your mouth cleaned, and put on some cologne. We’re going to relax a little and talk about what game we want to play next.”

The Nichols were experts at pacing their sessions and they knew it would be time to shift from pain to a different type of diversion to keep Jason off guard.  He was shaking as he headed into the bathroom and they were concerned he might now accept whatever they did to him, resigned and disengaged.  It would be more exciting for them if he stayed focused, clearly concerned and aware of everything they might do and offer a degree of resistance.  Even after the abuse he had just suffered, he was still a typical schoolboy and undoubtedly anything sexual in content would reconnect him.  So they settled on a plan with that in mind.  They let him linger awhile in his solitude, cleaned up the dungeon, and prepared an area for the next scene.

Innocence Lost: An Early Introduction to BDSM, Pt. IV

Jason opened the bathroom door and poked out his head, hoping that somehow they would all be gone and he could slip away.  Wishful thinking.

“Welcome back, Jason,” Debbie greeted.  “Looks like you followed my orders in cleaning yourself up.  Did you do the same to my bathroom?”

“Yes, Mrs. Nichols, I promise,” he pleaded.  “I cleaned everything up and made sure to get all the wax out of the tub and off the floor.”

“Good boy, that’s what I like to hear.  Since you have made me happy we are going to play some games now that you should enjoy very much.  Have you ever seen a girl naked?  I mean a real girl in real life, not those Internet pictures you look at when you jerk yourself.”

“No ma’am, I never have.”

“Would you like to see Hannah undress?”

“Oh yes ma’am!”

“Would like to see me undress?”

“Of course.  You have great breasts.”

That brought a chuckle from Tom, who told Jason to follow him over to two comfortable padded chairs where they would sit and relax and watch the ladies get naked.  Before he sat down Tom took off all of his clothes, “allowing your penis to stretch and enjoy the view”, Debbie laughed.  Jason figured there must be something else coming, but compared to what had happened so far this seemed like a break.

Hannah had enough previous involvement with the Nichols that the thought of disrobing in front of them again did not bother her at all.  But she had to admit, despite the fact that Jason was the victim of the day, she was a bit nervous about being unclothed in front of him.  And what Mrs. Nichols had in mind would not make it any easier.

“OK, sweetie, let’s put on a little show for our men, how ‘bout it?” Debbie said.  “You get us started.”

Debbie had taught Hannah in previous sessions how to undress in a way to stir a man, the cadence, the way to use her hands, pose her body, use her eyes.  Hannah had gotten pretty good at it, at least in the opinion of Mr. Nichols, whose cock jumped to attention whenever he watched Hannah perform.  Today her prime audience would be Jason.  She parked herself a few feet in front of him and began toying with her shirt.  She made it last awhile, both because of her shyness in front of Jason and to fire him up as much as possible.  She tilted her head downward, as though she actually needed to see the bottom of her blouse to be able to start removing it.  She slid it up a little, then let it fall back down, and repeated that a few times.  Once she hoisted it up high enough to reveal her chest, she turned around to hide that precious sight from Jason, much to his disappointment.  She then tugged the shirt over her head and tossed it over to Mr. Nichols, who actually had a reasonably good view of her bare breasts from his angle.  He nodded to her in appreciation.  He never tired of seeing her body.  Truth be told, he was one of those “more than a mouthful is wasted” kind of guys, despite the fact that his wife had an admirable rack.

Hannah moved her hands up to cover her small tits and then rotated toward Jason.  She looked into his eyes and began playing some games with her lips and tongue, very sensual moves to arouse him.  She could see in her peripheral vision that it was working.  His cock was standing straight up.

“Do you like what you see so far, Jason?” Mrs. Nichols inquired.  “Would you like her to keep going?”

“Yeah, Mrs. Nichols, please.”

“I understand.  Hannah has such cute little breasts.  Tom and I love to touch and lick them.  I bet you would like to have a chance to do that, wouldn’t you.”

“Could I, Mrs. Nichols?”

“Maybe soon. But for now you might want to ask Hannah to move her hands so you can at least have a look.”

“Hannah, please don’t tease me any longer.  Let me see your tits, please!” Jason pleaded.

“If you want me to show them, I want you to do something as well,” Hannah challenged.  “I want you to play with yourself so I can watch.  Rub your balls and touch your penis.”

“Is it ok if I do that, Mrs. Nichols?” Jason inquired.

“Sounds like Hannah is offering a fair trade.  It’s ok with me,” Debbie replied.

Jason was already “reloaded” and it wouldn’t take much for him to cum again.  He was happy to be able to add this physical stimulation to the visual arousal Hannah’s actions were creating.  He didn’t think to ask Mrs. Nichols how far he could go with this touching, but for now his priority was being able to see his first in-person set of tits.

Once Jason started touching his genitals, Hannah kept her end of the bargain.  She slid her hands off her tits, ever so slowly, revealing the little mounds at long last.  But she quickly covered them back up, hardly giving Jason a chance to process what he had seen.  Before he could protest, she uncovered them again and let him have his fill.  At this point, looking over at him and seeing how transfixed he was, how totally into this scene he appeared to be, she lost any inhibition.  In fact, she could see the power she had over him because of his lust for her body.

Emboldened now, she decided to pull him in even deeper.  Her hands returned to her breasts,  this time not to hide them but to play with them.  She started fondling them, first spending time rubbing the mounds and then focusing on the nipples.  She had come to enjoy the feeling she achieved when her buds were rolled around between fingers.  She did this to herself, knowing it would captivate Jason but also because it turned her on.

“That’s my girl,” Debbie interjected.  “Hannah has discovered the joys of sex and has become quite proficient.  Don’t you think so, Jason?”

Jason didn’t answer but he didn’t need to.  He was transfixed on the view before him.  He was pleasuring his cock and balls but not forcefully.  Clearly he was trying to make this last much longer than his previous nine-minute performance.

Hannah continued, using all of her newly learned skills to make the two men even hotter as she worked her jeans off of her body.  She did a marvelous job of toying with them.  When the jeans were off she turned around and bent over, thrusting her ass outwards.  She pulled on her panties, resulting in a “wedgie” look, giving them a hint of her pussy lips and fuzz.  She released them and worked her fingers into her panties.  Her hand entered from the front and worked its way down.  They could see that she was rubbing it over her pussy mound and back to her ass.  Then she used her other hand, this time coming in from the back.  She stopped where her asshole was located and they could see the outline of her hand, giving them at least the impression that she was working her finger into her butthole.

“I think you better stop touching yourself, Jason,” Debbie warned.  “I’m sure you are getting close to spurting again and we don’t want that to happen just yet.”

Debbie was absolutely correct.  Jason was a few strokes short of another orgasm.  Oddly, even in his early stage of sexual development, he was actually happy to abstain at this point, sensing that the longer the build up the greater the eventual enjoyment.

Hannah pulled her hand out and stood up.  She was still facing away from Jason and began sliding her panties off, slowly but surely.  She let them drop to her ankles.  When she bent down to pull them off of her feet, there “it” was at last.  Jason could see her pussy lips and at that moment nothing else in life mattered to him.  Hannah lingered a bit, knowing the affect this was having on him and milking it.  She exaggerated the moves necessary to take off the panties, providing an opportunity for her pussy lips to part slightly, enhancing the impact on Jason. 

Debbie liked what was happening but wanted to “raise the level” for her male voyeurs. 

“Look at that sweet sight.  Have you boys ever seen anything more succulent in all your lives?” Debbie taunted.  “Look at that fresh, sweet little pussy.  I can only imagine the thoughts you boys are thinking right now.  But I’m getting a little jealous, especially the way you are looking at her, Tom.  So I want my chance to compete.  Hannah, will you help me?”

Debbie found a spot midway between Jason and Tom and Hannah joined her there to help her strip out of her clothes.  Debbie was facing the two males and Hannah stood facing her, just off to the side so the boys could see what she was about to do.  Debbie was wearing a button down blouse and Hannah began opening it, one button at a time, very slowly.  When it was undone, she slid it over her arms, all the way off her shoulders, and dropped it to the floor.  She then strolled around behind her, ready to assist with Debbie’s bra.  While Tom might have been an A cup man, Jason was definitely attracted to the fuller look.  Mrs. Nichols certainly provided a contrast to Hannah’s breasts and Jason couldn’t wait to see them in the flesh.

“So do you want me to unhook her bra, Jason?” Hannah asked.  “If you do, I want to see you playing with yourself again.”

That was a request Jason was only too happy to deliver. Hannah unsnapped Debbie’s bra and slid the straps over her shoulders.  Debbie caught it, holding it close to her chest, wanting to time its full removal to tease Jason, knowing how much he was dying to see his first “real woman” tits.  His chance came moments later and he was not disappointed.  Debbie had an outstanding pair, as well as exceptionally large nipples.  Jason definitely liked this part of his day.

And then things got even better.  Debbie moved over to Jason and gave him a full tit show.  She held them in her hands, bounced them, played with the nipples and even sucked one into her mouth . . . . a total dream come true for a young lad.  She then knelt down right in front of him.  She told him to stop stroking his cock because she had something more interesting in mind.  She took both tits in her hands and ran the now rock hard nipples all around Jason’s mid-section.  She lingered with this, exciting both of them, and worked his hard little cock in between her breasts.  She bobbed up and down and gave him his first tit fuck, careful not to do it for long because she was still not ready to let him cum.  She then stepped back to Hannah, ready for her to help undress the lower part of her body.

Hannah lowered her hands to Debbie’s pants, unsnapping them and letting Debbie do the rest to lower and pull them off.  Then Hannah spent the next few minutes in a highly erotic removal of Mrs. Nichols panties, taking a seemingly endless amount of time getting them fully off.  Along the way her hand frequently disappeared inside, slipping down over her mound.  When Mrs. Nichols was stripped completely Jason could swear he saw moisture coming from her pussy.  And he was right.

“Do you like to see two women touching each other, Jason?”  “Most men do.”

“It’s my favorite fantasy.  I dream about two girls in my class doing that to each other.”

“Well you aren’t going to have dream about that today because it’s going to be happening right before your eyes.”

Debbie moved Hannah directly in front of her, facing the two men.  She and Hannah were going to get lost in each other for the next few minutes.  Yes, they were aware that they were performing in front of the two males, but mostly they wanted to enjoy the passion they had developed for each other.  Debbie was taller than her younger partner.  She lowered her head onto Hannah’s shoulders and started kissing them.  She licked the top of her back, dipping down toward her neck, nipping at it to raise Hannah’s temperature.  She continued up to her cheek, kissing it before zeroing in on her ear.  She bit it, licked it, then stabbed her tongue fully into it.  Hannah was visibly turned on by this attention.

Debbie’s lips and mouth were raising goose bumps on Hannah so she sent her hands downward, first stopping to tantalize her breasts, massaging and tickling her sides and stomach before moving to her pussy.  Hannah encouraged her by opening her legs.  She welcomed these advances and desperately wanted to feel her fingers inside her pussy.  By now she was sopping wet so first one finger and then a second easily penetrated her tight opening.  Hannah started to whimper and buck.  Debbie knew she had Hannah on the edge and it was time to get her into a position to push her over.  She wanted to get on the floor, but along the way Debbie stopped by Jason.

“I know you are loving this young man.  Open your mouth for me.”

Jason opened immediately and Debbie inserted her fingers, coated with Hannah’s juices.  Jason greedily sucked the fingers, relishing the fact that he was tasting pussy juice for the first time, though he had to admit he really could not distinguish the taste yet.  She then pulled her hand out and slid it down into her own twat, moving her fingers around to load them with her own liquid.  She brought them back to Jason’s face, giving him a chance first to smell and then to taste her fluids.

Debbie laid flat on the floor, facing Jason with her legs bent, rubbing up against his legs and feet .  She told Hannah to position her pussy over her mouth.  With Jason just a few feet away, Debbie then starting licking, sucking, and tongue fucking Hannah’s twat.  Hannah was fully into it, rubbing her cunt back and forth across her mouth, looking to plant just the right sensitive spot at the right place.  Debbie pushed on her back, a signal to Hannah that she needed to do her part.  Hannah instinctively knew that Debbie wanted her to bend down to Jason’s cock and while he was still stroking it, she would take the tip into her mouth and give him a quick blow job as she had done in her initial session with Mr. Nichols.  Quick was an understatement.  Jason was so shocked, pleasantly so, and so turned on by the action of the last few minutes that he shot seconds after Hannah took him into her mouth.  Hannah had been trained to keep him in her mouth until he was totally finished, to swallow everything, and clean him off completely.  While she was doing that she was also experiencing an incredible orgasm of her own, shaking hard against Debbie’s mouth and screaming toward her climax, muted somewhat by Jason’s cock in her mouth.

Debbie let the youngsters enjoy the afterglow of their orgasms for a few minutes before breaking the spell.

“Well both of you had some fun there, didn’t you?  There’s nothing like oral sex.  But I hope you are not going to be selfish.  Watching all of this has gotten me pretty worked up.  Do you think you would like to give oral sex, Jason, to use your lips and tongue and mouth to give someone an orgasm?” Debbie probed.

“I would like to but I don’t know if I could do it right,” he explained.

“Don’t worry about that but I want to be sure that you really want to perform oral sex.  Not all men like to do that.  Do you want to give oral sex?”

“Absolutely.  I have dreamed about it a lot.”

“Then I want you to beg me.  I want you to say, ‘please Mrs. Nichols, let me give oral sex.’”

“Please, please Mrs. Nichols, let me give oral sex.”

“All right.  Since you begged I will grant your wish.  So get up from your chair and come over and kneel in front of me.  Tom, could you get the handcuffs again.  Please fasten his hands behind his back and then I will teach him how to do this. Hannah, you stand behind Jason so you can learn from what he will be doing.”

Jason almost shot another load just thinking about what he was going to do.  A lady’s pussy, all his to lick and suck!  After Mr. Nichols had reapplied the handcuffs, Debbie beckoned him over to her.  He stood behind her and toyed with her breasts and played with her ass cheeks and pussy.  He plunged two fingers into her pussy, pumping them in and out, getting her increasingly more excited.  This was getting Tom heavily aroused as well. 

“Are you ready to get started, Jason?” Mrs. Nichols asked.

“More than you know, Mrs. Nichols.”

“Ok, honey, then let’s go.”

Curiously, Mrs. Nichols actually stepped to the side, farther away from Jason’s face, and slid her husband forward.  Instead of a pussy, Jason was now a few inches away from an erect cock.

“I am going to grant your wish now, Jason, and let you give oral sex.  I know you are inexperienced but I am now going to teach you the fine art of sucking cock!”

“No, Mrs. Nichols, I did not ask you to do that.  I will not do that.  I wanted to lick your pussy.”

“What did you say, Jason?  You WILL NOT?  I think you know by now I can make you do anything I wish.  You pleaded with me to be able to give oral sex.  Cock sucking is definitely oral sex.  Hannah gave you oral sex.  You asked and I have arranged it.  So you are going to do it, got it?”

Jason was frantic about the idea of having to put a cock in his mouth.  Only fags did that, he thought, and they were all strange.  He did not want to turn into one of those people.  Plus, a girl in his class would be there to witness and tell everyone what he did.  But he knew he had no choice.

Debbie took her husband’s penis in her hand, stroking it a bit more to get it even harder.  Jason had an especially tiny cock making Tom’s thick six-incher appear even more intimidating.  Debbie brought Tom’s penis up to Jason’s lips and started rubbing it over them.  She then took the cock and slapped Jason’s cheek with it, laughing as she did.  She glanced at Hannah who then forced Jason’s head down so his nose came to rest between Tom’s ass and balls.

“Do you like the way that smells, sweetie?” she taunted.

“No, I don’t like it at all.”

“Well in that case I’ll let you spend a little more time down there.  Stick out your tongue and start running it between his asshole and balls.  Do it now.”

Jason was revolted by the demand but he did as instructed.  He flicked his tongue, moving directly to the balls to avoid the other option.  Debbie could see what he was doing, amused by his quick thinking but accepting it, reasoning that she would push the anal action at another time.  She knew that licking and sucking her husband’s balls would be demeaning enough for Jason in this session.  He was licking all around the ball sack but now she wanted to show him how to suck his nuts.  She gave him careful instructions how to do it and admonished him to be very gentle, or he would pay the consequences.  Jason picked up the approach quickly and worked on the balls for a few minutes.  Debbie monitored her husband’s body language and he appeared to thoroughly appreciate the boy’s efforts.

“It’s hard to imagine this is the first time you’ve done this, Jason.  You’re a natural.  But I think Tom is ready for you to pleasure his dick.”

She took the cock in her hand again and told Jason to open his mouth and stick out his tongue.  She wanted him to run the tongue over the back side of the tip.  Once he got this down, she had him lick up and down the entire length of the shaft.  Tom had always appreciated his wife’s skills as a teacher and she was doing another stellar job of developing a pupil.

Debbie told Jason to lick his lips and use them to cover his teeth.  She said it was time for him to start working her husband’s cock into his mouth.

“It’s so big, Mrs. Nichols, I don’t think it will fit,” Jason offered.

“Sure it will, sweetie.  Use a lot of spit.  Get the whole cock as wet as you can.”

Jason was fully engaged at this point and had no idea that Hannah had pulled out her phone again, this time taking several shots of Jason’s ball and cock licking and sucking action.  These, added to the blackmail shots she already had in hand, would ensure that Jason would be hers, theirs, for as many more sessions as any of them might desire.

Debbie was satisfied that Jason could continue without further assistance.  Her goal now was to orchestrate a mutual climax between her and her husband.  With Tom’s cock moving in and out of Jason’s mouth, Tom returned to fondling and fingering his wife.  Debbie moved her hands down to be able to use them on her husband’s ass and balls, as she had done earlier in the day with Jason.  She and Tom started tongue kissing and the tempo of their thrusts began to pick up.  They were both moving very close to climax.  Hannah watched them, experienced enough with them now to read the signs.  Debbie moved harder against her husband’s rigid fingers, working her pussy fast and furiously, moaning loudly and starting to spasm in climax.  Tom pushed his cock harder and faster, to the point of gagging Jason, but keeping up the pace anyway.  Debbie tickled Tom’s balls and worked the tip of her finger into his ass.  That did it.  He started squirting steady streams of cum into Jason’s mouth.  Jason tried to pull away but Hannah knew that Mr. Nichols was in the final stage of his orgasm.  She steadied her pelvis against the back of Jason’s head so he could not pull back.  Once Mr. Nichols was fully spent and his cock slipped out of Jason’s mouth, Hannah pinched Jason’s nostrils together, knowing this would force him to swallow all of Tom’s spunk.

“You did a great job, baby,” Tom complimented his wife.  “I think this kid is a natural born cock sucker but you made him a pro in a matter of minutes.  Thank you, baby, I really enjoyed that.”

That was the first time Hannah had ever seen one male have sex with another.  She had become very experienced in girl-girl love but this was a new sensation.  It was exciting to her and she hoped to be able to watch more of it.

The three of them played several more games with Jason that afternoon.  At the end of the day, he was so relieved when they told him he could go home that he did not even protest when they told him to trust them to delete the “cheating photos”.  He had neither the will nor the strength to argue, grateful enough at that moment just to escape their clutches.