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Deceptive Movements
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DECEPTIVE MOVEMENTS
The continuing story of Rigid Training
Written by Robert 42
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DECEPTIVE MOVEMENTS
CHAPTER 1
Under normal circumstances, one would not be able to glance at a person
and be able to tell if that person is submissive or dominant. People
don't exude a certain aura about them to give this dark secret away.
No, we cannot tell these things about people by just a glance.
But this is not a normal story and the circumstances you will read
about are not normal. This is the continuing saga of Laurie and
Jennifer, or Rigid Training.
Now I know I promised you a trip to Rio De Janeiro, but unforseen
complications has changed all that. (Well, I did have the first 4
chapters of that story wiped off disk.. NO, I didn't have a back-up!)
Jennifer has cultivated the special talent for spotting submissives
with but a look. In the 4 months since becoming mistress to her best
friend, Laurie, Jennifer has indeed become an accomplished dominant. I
know Laurie would be the first to agree, as she has been on the
receiving end of dozens of burning, but delightful punishment sessions
doled out by Jennifer.
We return for our second look at Laurie and Jennifer by focusing on
a new friendship for Jennifer.
After returning from their vacation in Rio, Laurie returned home to
find Donna had not only maintained her interior decorating business
admirably, but had even attracted some very lucrative offers for jobs.
all this delighted Laurie, but she will be one busy redhead for at
least the next 3 weeks. it's a good bet that she'll have to hire a new
assistant to help out.
Jennifer spent the first week home from Rio to just relax and tune
herself back to the Kansas City weather. The midwest in March isn't
exactly tropical. She woke up on this particular morning determined to
get the shopping done that she had been avoiding since her return.
Going to the supermarket isn't what I would call the most pleasant of
tasks. And it sure isn't one of Jennifer's favorite. But it has to get
done, so Jennifer made her way to the car and drove to the market.
On the drive, her mind wandered. Laurie had been so busy in the
past week that Jennifer had actually begun to get lonely without her
sexy slave's company. Something about the way Laurie stood before her
with that little girl look about her never ceased to drive her wild.
Jennifer knew that she would come up with something special when she
was able to find the time to see her.
She did her shopping in an automatic mode, merely going through the
motions like a programmed robot. She took her place in line and
mechanically placed all the items she selected on the belt. The cashier
was busily ringing up all her groceries when Jennifer looked up and
caught her eye. She gazed up at the loveliest girl she had seen in
ages. The young cashier looked to be about 17 or 18 years old, 5'4"
with soft brown, wavy hair. She caught Jennifer's eye and quickly
looked away, embarrassed.
After seeing the total, Jennifer quickly wrote a check and handed
it to the cashier. While she did all the steps required to process a
check payment, Jennifer took a piece of paper from her purse and wrote
something on it. As the cashier handed her the receipt, Jennifer handed
her the piece of paper.
What she wrote on this paper, was her address. The cashier looked
at it, then gazed quizzically at the older blonde on the other side of
the register. Jennifer returned her gaze coolly and said "I'll be
expecting you at 8 for dinner."
The cashier said nothing as Jennifer took her receipt and rolled
her shopping cart out through the electronic doors of the store.
Jennifer was already planning the evening. Her hands were becoming
itchy to feel a soft bottom wriggling under her while she administered
stinging slaps to it. For Jennifer, there was no question that the
young girl would show up. the only question in her mind was how she was
going to manage what she had in mind for her. She knew that once she
put her mind to it, she could control a conversation and the mood in
the air. Now she would return home to prepare for the night.
It was about 10 minutes after 8 when the doorbell rang. Jennifer smiled
to herself as she got up from the sofa and walked to open the door. The
apprehensive young lady at the other side jumped slightly as the door
swung open to reveal a smiling Jennifer.
"You're late" she said matter of factly "Did you have trouble finding
the street?" "No" she answered "I just wasn't sure if I wanted to come
or not." "Well, seeing that you've made it, why don't you come in and
let me take your coat?" Jennifer could sense the tension in the young
cashier's manner. She would have to put this girl at ease before she
could accomplish anything with her.
They had a drink before dinner, Jennifer sat across from the girl
as she sat on the sofa. "Tell me, what is your name?" Jennifer asked
her, they hadn't even exchanged first names at the market. "Cheryl,
Cheryl Barnett" She answered "Oh, such a lovely name. My name is
Jennifer, Well Cheryl, how old are you? "I'm 21. you have a nice house"
"Thank you, and you're such a beautiful girl, i'll bet you have all
kinds of men at your beckon call" Cheryl stifled a laugh "Well, I
wouldn't say at my 'beckon call'"
Cheryl had worked at that store for 6 months. Her parents could not
afford to send her to college, so she had to find work just out of high
school. One or two relationships later, she found the money to move out
on her own at 19, moved in with her current boyfriend in his apartment.
And proceeded to watch the relationship go to hell once she moved in.
Now living alone in a 1 bedroom apartment, she was determined to
make something out of her life. "I don't mean to be nosey, but how much
do you make at the store?" "Oh that's ok" Cheryl started "I make 4.50
an hour." "That's not a whole lot." "No, it isn't. But I may become
manager one day" Cheryl was beginning to relax a little with the older
woman's eyes boring into her.
Jennifer served dinner after the drinks had been drained. They
continued chatting during the meal. The topic of the conversation could
give no clues, but Jennifer knew the young cashier was ripe for
plucking.
After dinner found them back in the living room drinking coffee.
"How would you like a job making 7.00 an hour to start?" Cheryl's ears
perked up. "Yes I would! What would I be doing?" "Decorating houses and
apartments. I have a good friend who needs someone to help out in her
business." "Yes, that sounds like a lot of fun. But what would I have
to do to get the job?" Jennifer blinked at the question. This girl may
look and act innocent..... "What would you be willing to do, Cheryl?"
Cheryl realised that what she had asked came out sounding wrong. "I'm
sorry, that's not what I meant.."
"Tell me something Cheryl, why did you come here tonight?" Cheryl
blushed and looked away from the penetrating look of Jennifer's. "Well,
because you asked me to." "I see, do you frequently accept invitations
to dinner from complete strangers?" Jennifer was turning the mood in
the direction she wanted for the occasion. "N No.. it's just that..."
Cheryl was having trouble finding words.. Her stomach filled with
butterflies as she looked around Jennifer's living room. Careful to
avoid eye contact with her. "I'll wager that you were a handful to
your parents when you were growing up" Cheryl shrugged at the
suggestion "Well, were you a naughty girl?" The young brown haired girl
blushed deeper at the question she somehow knew was coming. "Please,
you're embarrassing me" Jennifer was not about to let up. "Why don't
you answer my question, Cheryl?" "Oh I don't know.. I guess so"
Jennifer tried not to smile as she pressed further. "When was the last
time you got a spanking?"
Cheryl's eyes closed for a moment.. she didn't know
exactly what to make of this woman.. but she knew she had to leave
before things got out of her control. "I really should be going now."
"Answer me!" Jennifer's voice took on a more authoritive tone. Cheryl
knew better than to resist. "When.. When I was 18" Her face felt hot.
She could feel her eyes begin to fill. "18?! Isn't that a little old
for someone to be getting a spanking?" "I I guess I deserved it then."
Cheryl nervously squirmed on the sofa. Her fear coming to a fever
pitch. "Is 21 too old to be getting a spanking Cheryl?" Cheryl couldn't
find the words to answer the question. Jennifer continued boring into
her. "I'll bet you're still a naughty girl. Aren't you?" Cheryl was
careful not to let herself appear too nervous. She would have to
convince the older woman she wasn't worried. "I try to be good" "That
isn't what I asked you, dear" Jennifer had turned the mood right where
she wanted it. Now she would complete it. "I dunno, I guess sometimes
I'm not so good" It was exactly what Jennifer wanted to hear. "Well,
what if I told you that you deserved a spanking now. What would you
say?" Cheryl sat frozen. She didn't know how to answer that question.
But she knew she should get up and leave. "You're not going to be
difficult are you Cheryl?" Jennifer asked her.. Cheryl shook her head
in negation. "That's good. I want you to stand up and walk here to me."
"No.. I really have to go home now" Jennifer lowered her voice "Cheryl,
you said you wouldn't be difficult. I want you to get up and walk over
here to me, now" Cheryl couldn't quite comprehend the tone of her
voice. But she dazedly stood and slowly walked to the sofa, where
Jennifer sat sipping her coffee.
Jennifer reached out and stroked one of Cheryl's trembling hands.
"Shall I take your slacks down, or would you prefer to do that
yourself?" Why had she not just got up and walked out of the door?..
The older woman would not have been able to stop her if she had. Her
voice came out soft and whimpery.."No, I'll do it" Cheryl's hands
slowly rose to them and began to pull the nylon slacks away from her
hips. In her mind, she pictured the last time her father had made her
do this... it was the same way now.. almost of their own violation, she
could feel her thighs tingle. Her slacks were brought to her thighs..
when she released them, they fell and bunched around her ankles.
"take your panties down too, honey." Cheryl felt her heart lurch
into her throat. "No please!.. not on my bare bottom!" she begged..
sounding truly like a naughty young girl pleading to save herself from
punishment. "Yes, Cheryl. On your bare bottom. Now take them down for
me." It was a few seconds before Cheryl's nervous hands rose to remove
her bottom's last defense. She took her panties to her thighs and stood
with her head bent.. tears beginning to come from her eyes.
Jennifer reached out to place her hand on the girl's bottom, but
Cheryl quickly jumped out of her reach. "Don't you start giving me
trouble now, young lady." "I I'm So sorry." Jennifer pursed her lips
together "Now lay down over my lap, Cheryl." She still thought that she
should be on her way out the door. there was nothing at all keeping her
from pulling her panties and slacks back up and leaving. Jennifer's
hand guided her down.
Jennifer felt the excitement inside herself as well, her hand idly
stroked the trembling girl's naked ass. "I know you're scared.. but
you won't be after I start" Cheryl nodded but said nothing... tensing
the muscles in her ass while she laid there vulnerable to the older
woman's stroking hand. "Are you ready for me to spank you now, Cheryl?"
NO!!.. she would never be ready. She must get up and leave this woman's
house. "Y y yes". Jennifer's hand quickly rose and fell om the pretty
cashier's bottom. *WHAP!!* "Oooooooohhh!" The quick stroke had caught
her by surprise. Her hands flew behind her to shield her ass. "Cheryl,
take your hands away this instant!" Tentatively, she removed her hands
and quickly felt Jennifer's stinging hand slapping her now unshielded
ass. *WHAP!* *CRACK!* *WHACK!*
"Owwwww!.. Ohhhh please stop.. It hurts!" Jennifer was in heaven
she continued to slap the young girl's naked bottom.
*SLAPP!* "I'll bet you're not afraid anymore are you?" *SMACK!*
It was true, Cheryl's protests and cries became more distressed.
But she did have to admit that she was no longer afraid.
Jennifer was delighted to see Cheryl's hips squirm as he tried in
vain to avoid the stinging palm of her hand. With each new stroke, her
throat emitted another sob and her legs kicked out at the air.
Now Jennifer slowed the tempo of the spanking. The strokes fell with
just as much force as they did in the beginning, but Cheryl ceased the
screaming and kicking. Now, when Jennifer's hand made another painful
contact with her reddening ass, she merely groaned and gripped
Jennifer's legs tighter with her hands.
After 25 well placed strokes, Jennifer stopped spanking her and
gently laid her hand on the warm flesh of Cheryl's bottom. "Do you
still want to leave?" Cheryl realized that she didn't want to leave in
the first place. That was why she did not walk out when she had the
chance. "N N no" she said between choked back sobs. Jennifer was now
lovingly stroking the girl's ass and thighs. Cheryl moaned and absent
mindedly let her thighs part a little. "What did you do after you got
your last spanking, Cheryl?" Cheryl blushed deply, she didn't want to
tell Jennifer what she had done. "I.. I was hot afterwards.. I went
and.. played with myself." Jennifer let her fingersa slide between the
burnished cheeks of her ass and found her moist pussy. "You mean like
this?" "Mmmmmmmmmm.. Yes!.. Oh that feels so good!" Cheryl's hips rose
and began to rotate as Jennifer expertly glided her fingers over the
throbbing nub of her clit. But Jennifer was in bad need herself of
release.. she made Cheryl stand and remover her slacks and panties all
together. As Cheryl moved to comply, Jennifer quickly rose and stripped
her own pants and panties from her body.
Jennifer took the younger woman back down on the sofa and searched
out her pussy again. Cheryl took the cue and began to fondle Jennifer's
wet cunt in kind. Two of Jennifer's fingers found their way into
Cheryl's hole making her tighten and quickly come over her hand.
Cheryl moved her head up and sought out Jennifer's mouth and
engaged her in a loving kiss as they brought each other off in
quickorder. Jennifer draped an arm around her new friend and hleld her
tight as they groped each other's bubbling cunts.
A little later, Cheryl rested her head on Jennifer's shoulder while
the older woman ran her fingers through her hair. "You know, I was
serious about that job. If you'd like, i'll give her a call and set up
an interview." Cheryl beamed at her. "Oh yes! That would be great!"
Jennifer turned over and found the telephone sitting nan end table
near the sofa. After pushing a few buttons, she turned back around and
smiled at the pretty cashier. "Hi Laurie, not sleeping were you?"..
"Good, listen hon, I have a young lady who is interested in going to
work for you."... "Uh huh. Well, she's here now if you have a few
minutes:... "Great, we'll see you then" "Ok.. Bye bye."
Jennifer turned and replaced the receiver.
"She'll be over in 10 minutes to interview you." Cheryl jumped from
the sofa. "10 Minutes???.. My god.. I have to get dressed.. and cleaned
up!!" Jennfer laughed and pulled the young woman back down on the sofa,
lightly kissingher cheek. "Not to worry, Laurie will be quite
understanding!" Cheryl appeared worried. "Are you sure?" "Of course!
You can trust me."
10 Minutes later, the knock came at the door. Jennifer called out
as she returned from the kitchen with a pot of coffee "It's open, hon."
Laurie walked in and quickly surveyed the living room. The first
thing she caught sight of was the clothes on the floor, then the pretty
brown haired woman sitting embarrassedly on the sofa. "Hi Laurie, I
want you to meet Cheryl Barnett. Cheryl, this is Laurie" The two
exchanged rather uncomfortable greetings. Understandable considering
the nakedness of the young woman.
"Well, Jennifer tells me that you are interested in a job? "Yes
ma'am. But i've never done decorating." Laurie waved her hand in the
air. "No problem, what I need is an assistant. You wouldn't be doing
any actual decorating. "I see, then having no experience wouldn't be a
problem?" Laurie smiled at her. "Not at all, the hours will be long and
tedious." She stole a quick look at Jennifer. "And Jen tells me that I
am a real bitch when i'm working. All 3 ladies laughed at that. "When
would you be able to start? Cheryl quickly answered. "Right away! When
CAN I start? Laurie smiled at her eagerness. "Is Monday ok?" Cheryl
nodded. "Sure!.. Thank You!"
The tip of Laurie's tongue came out and brushed her top lip.
"Welllll, what have you two been doing this evening?" She looked
directly doan at Cheryl's naked legs as she asked. Jennifer supplied
the answer. "Oh, Just giving Cheryl what you've been needing for a long
time." Cheryl took exception at the way she was being discussed. But
Laurie laughed out loud. "Oh i'm jealous. I have to stop working all
these late hours!" Jennifer feigned sympathy for her sext slave/friend.
"Oh you porr darling, need your sexy bottom smacked, dear?"
"Ooooo if you only knew how bad!" Jennfer laughed but Laurie sobered up
a bit. "No, I've been so busy.." She sighed heavily and gazed longingly
at Cheryl, who remained glued to the sofa, blushing. "Oh bullshit!"
Jennifer shot back "I ought to paddle your ass right now!" Laurie
wiggled her hips teasingly. "Oooo You sweet talker!" Jennifer looked
over at Cheryl who looked to be a bit lost.
"Don't be shocked, dear. Laurie's had her bottom paddled dozens of
times" Looking at her slave "Haven't you, Laurie?" "Yes ma'am."
DECEPTIVE MOVEMENTS
CHAPTER 2
"You see, Cheryl" Jennifer started "Laurie and I have this
relationship... " Cheryl listened truly interested in hearing about it
"Laurie is submissive and I am dominant. Do you understand?"
Cheryl nodded. "Yes I understand. But aren't you mad that I am here?"
She asked of Laurie.
"No no!.. I'm just jealous that it wasn't me. that's all!"
Jennifer continued her explanation "We're both divorced.. and before
you can wonder, we're both straight."
Cheryl visibly relaxed "You DID have me wondering about that!"
Laurie looked at her watch. "Oh well, it looks like I have to go to
bed frustrated tonight. You two have fun." She shot a playful look at
Jennifer "But not TOO much fun, damn you!"
Jennifer laughed out loud. "Isn't she pitiful?"
Laurie started toward the door. "Good night all"
Jennifer yelled out after Laurie "Hold on!!.. I just can't let you
go to sleep frustrated.. Can I Cheryl?"
Cheryl perked up at the suggestion.. "No, that wouldn't be right"
"No, I didn't think so.. Get back in here, Laurie."
Laurie stopped and turned around. "Yes ma'am" she breathed.
"Go in my room and get a paddle".. Laurie instantly obeyed "Yes Ma'am!"
She quickly left the living room and bolted up the stairs. Jennifer
gazed at the flushed look on Cheryl's face.
"Does this interest you, dear?" Cheryl nodded at her.
"I think we'll all be good friends.. What do you think?"
Cheryl smiled as Laurie started down the stairs "Yes ma'am!"
Laurie brought a leathered ping-pong paddle from Jennifer's room
and stood before her mistress with head bowed and paddle extended.
"Here's the paddle you wanted, ma'am." Jennifer took the paddle from
her and walked to the sofa. Laurie remained where she had encountered
Jennifer moments before.
"Take notes, Cheryl...Ok Laurie... Come here to me"
Laurie shuffled over to where Jennifer waited with paddle in hand. They
stood behind the sofa while Cheryl sat on the sofa, still naked from
the waist down.
"You've been a bad girl haven't you Laurie?"
Laurie pouted at the question. "Y yes ma'am"
"Uh huh. And you KNOW what happens to bad girls, don't you?"
Laurie looked at the floor. "Yes ma'am... They get... punished"
Cheryl felt her pussy heating up again. Her eyes transfixed on the two
women behind the sofa.
"You've needed this for a long time, young lady."
"Yes ma'am" Jennifer motioned with the paddle
"Over the sofa, Laurie" Laurie quickly moved to the sofa back and bent
down over it.. Her long red hair brushing over Cheryl as she did.
Jennifer moved in behind her slave and put hands on each hip,
taking her jogging shorts and skimpy panties down in one motion. "Open
your legs.. I want your ass high".. Laurie quickly did her mistress'
bidding. "Yes ma'am.. Is that good ma'am?"
"Yes dear, that's fine"
Cheryl could see the want in Laurie's eyes. The ice blue orbs
blazed in her direction as she waited for her much longed for
punishment. Laurie smiled at her as she reached out and brushed the
redhead's long hair back. Cheryl wanted to see her face during the
ordeal.
Jennifer stood behind her sexy slave and measured the distance the
paddle would be traveling. Laurie waited impatiently for the spanking
to start. Her face a mask of frustration at the waiting. Laurie knew
that Jennifer always made her wait.
It's hard to tell whether Cheryl saw the reaction on Laurie's face
first, or heard the cracking sound of the paddle first. Perhaps it was
simultaneous. Laurie groaned out loud as the paddle cracked repeatedly
on her waiting bottom.
"Ohhhhhh Yesss!... Ohhh goddd it's been sooo long!.. Do it hon!"
Jennifer surprised her by bringing the paddle against her quivering
asscheeks harder than before.
"Ohhhhhh!... " Jennifer was really giving it to her. Cheryl saw the
tears fall to the sofa as Laurie cried out desperately for her mistress
to stop.
"Ohhh please stop Jen!.. Nottttt so hard!" Jennifer gleamed behind her.
"Oh DO be quiet!.." Laurie did her best to chock back the sobs..
"ye ye ye yes m mm ma'am" 7 more wicked cracks of the paddle
reverberated through the room.. Laurie cried out in distress but did
not plead for the punishment to be stopped.
Only after Laurie's well spanked bottom was bright red did Jennifer
stop spanking her. As she set the paddle on the sofa Jennifer taunted
her beautiful friend. "There. Now you won't be so frustrated will you?"
Laurie let loose a giggle between her sobs.. "I'll say!.. Ooooooo you
sure worked it good!"
Jennifer patted the sexy redhead's sore bottom. "Ok hon, pull your
shorts back up and go get in bed with a vibrator."
Laurie moaned as she complied. She whimpered out her goodnight and
left the house. Leaving Jennifer and Cheryl alone again. Jennifer shot
her a smoking gaze.
"So, did you enjoy seeing that?".. Cheryl couldn't have hidden her
excitement if she wanted to. "yes!"
"Is your bottom sore?".. Cheryl shook her head slightly..
"A little, but it feels all warm"
Jennifer considered the young cashier "Maybe I should give you a taste
of the paddle too."
Cheryl wasn't too sure that she would like that. But she said nothing.
Jennifer sighed and looked at the clock. "Don't you have to get up
for work tomorrow?"
Cheryl looked at the clock too. "Yes, but I was thinking of taking
tomorrow off."
"Do you live alone. Cheryl?"
Cheryl nodded at her but didn't say a word.
"Good, then there'll be no one waiting up for you?"
"Not that i'm aware of." Jennifer smiled wanly at the little joke.
"Take all of your clothes off." Cheryl hesitated a moment before
removing her blouse and bra.
"How would you like to feel the paddle on your ass?"
Cheryl was apprehensive about that.
"I'm not sure". Jennifer shrugged at her answer
"Well, you really don't have a lot of say so in the matter"
Cheryl allowed herself a small smile "Yes, I gathered that much"
"Are you interested in being in a relationship like Laurie and I?"
Yes.. she was very much intrigued by what she had seen a little
earlier.
"Well, as long as I could have time to myself it sounds like a lot of
fun."
Jennifer shrugged. "No one was asking you to give up your life or
anything as drastic as that."
Cheryl considered the idea. "What would I have to do?"
Jennifer smiled broadly as she reached over the sofa and retrieved the
paddle. "Whatever I tell you to do."
Cheryl nodded but said nothing. "I don't know. It seems like a lot of
fun, but I can't be sure if it's for me."
"No, I can't say that this kind of relationship is for everyone" She
twirled the paddle around in her hand "Why don't you and I just take
things as they happen?"
Cheryl seemed to like that idea. "Yes, that sounds like a good idea."
Taking things as they happen. Let's take a little closer of a look
at the scene in Jennifer's living room. We see Cheryl sitting on the
sofa completely naked, while Jennifer stands behind it fully clothed,
holding a leathered ping-pong paddle in her hand. Debating with herself
on whether to use it on Cheryl while she bends over with her naked ass
in the air.
It's obvious that this conversation is deceptive in nature.
There will be nothing for Cheryl to think about. The decision to become
involved in a relationship such as the one of Laurie and Jennifer has
already been made. Not voiced, but jointly agreed upon by both Jennifer
and Cheryl.
Jennifer saw something in Cheryl's eyes earlier that day in the
supermarket. She knew that Cheryl would be at her house for dinner. She
knew that before the evening was over, she would have soundly spanked
the young woman for some imagined offense.
What of Cheryl's feelings in the matter? You saw her fight with
something inside of her telling her that she should not be in the older
woman's house. Jennifer did absolutely nothing to stop her from
leaving. The decision she could not voice has already been made.
"Now, I want you to come here behind the sofa" Jennifer beckoned to
her. Cheryl knew that the blonde dominatrix planned to use the paddle
on her. But for reasons unexplained, she automatically stood and padded
nakedly to the rear of the sofa. Jennifer took her by the arm and led
her to where Laurie had bent over the back. Cheryl didn't need to be
told what was expected of her. She leaned over as Laurie had done,
presenting her 21 year old bottom for whatever Jennifer chose to do.
Jennifer slowly raised the paddle and gave the young cashier a
sharp smack with it. *CRACK!*
"Owwwwwwww!"... Jennifer raised the paddle again, but did not bring it
crashing down.
"You can get up whenever you want, Cheryl" Cheryl wasn't quite sure
what Jennifer had meant by that. The paddle whistled through the air
and seared into Cheryl's exposed ass.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm!.." Jennifer could see the glistening lips of her cunt as
they pouted beneath the young woman's flanks. Cheryl ground her hips
into the plush material of the sofa. As Jennifer raised the paddle for
a third time, Cheryl's ass rose and undulated in the air, searching for
the sharp stinging sensation which she knew was coming.
Jennifer let her have it... The cries coming from Cheryl as the
paddle bounced off of her bottom were in no way cries of pain or
distress.
"ooooooooo... God I am soooooo hot!" She squeezed her thighs together
in an effort to bring herself off in that fashion as the paddle kissed
her libido once again, causing her to gasp and thrust her ass upwards
again.
Jennifer told the girl not to move, and went up the stairs..
Cheryl's hand snaked it's way under her stomach and found her gushing
slit. Jennifer came down the stairs with a dildo strapped to her
waist. Upon seeing that Cheryl had literally taken matters into her own
hand, she delivered a crashing slap to the rotating half-moons.
*WHAPPPPPPPPPP!* Cheryl was taken completely by surprise and nearly
fell over the sofa as the force of the blow knocked her forward.
"I don't recall telling you to do that!" Cheryl felt as if a favorite
toy had been taken from her. She was so close to coming that she didn't
hear Jennifer walking down the stairs. The last slap Jennifer had given
her hurt terribly.
Jennifer made her open her thighs and push her ass back the same
way she had made Laurie do. Cheryl had tears in her eyes as she sensed
that Jennifer was really going to give it to her with the paddle.
Cheryl tensed as she felt Jennifer moving in behind her. Jennifer
grabbed the dildo in one hand and guided it to the dripping hole
nestled under Cheryl's ass. Cheryl moaned loudly as she felt the rubber
head nosing against her pussy. Slowly, Jennifer pressed forward until
the head slipped past the slimy lips and began to burro into the gooey
confines within.
"Oh Jesus!.. Ohhh that feels wonder-ful" Cheryl cried out in a
sing-song voice while the rubber prick smoothly slid deep inside of her.
Jennifer held on to each of Cheryl's hips and began fucking the
young woman as if she were a man. Cheryl matched her forward movements
with energetic back thrusts of her own. Jennifer felt the heat rising
from Cheryl's ass as her hips slapped against her blushing nether
cheeks.
Cheryl moaned in exquisite pleasure as she grabbed the sofa seat
and pushed her ass back on the dildo as well as she could manage.
Nothing else in the world existed except the wonderful feeling of that
rubber cock bringing her to a brilliant orgasm. She only wished that
the cock making her feel so wonderful was flesh and blood instead of
latex.
"Ohhhhhh!.. Fuck me babe!... harder!".. Jennifer obliged her, the sound
of flesh slapping against flesh became more pronounced as the blonde
brought Cheryl to the top of her climb and over the top.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmpphhh!" Cheryl tightened herself almost inhumanly as she
held her bottom up at an unbelievable height. Jennifer pistoned it
inside with lightning speed while Cheryl enjoyed another come at the
hands of the older woman.
Jennifer laid back on the sofa and cradled the brown haired cashier
in her arms, stroking her wavy mane.
"I hope you had a good time tonight" Cheryl stirred dreamily..
"I sure did" she murmured as she cuddled up closer.
"If you're too tired to drive home, you're welcome to sleep here."
Cheryl would have told her that she only lived 6 or 7 blocks from
there. That is she would have told her had she been awake. The young
woman was now lightly snoring while Jennifer held her in her arms.
Jennifer got up from the sofa and got a blanket to lay over the
naked cashier sleeping on the sofa. The evening had gone pretty much as
she wanted it to, plus a little more actually. Now that she could look
forward to having Cheryl, as well as Laurie and occasionally Donna to
reign over, she was cooking up interesting little schemes to make their
brand of fun just a little more exciting.
She checked on Cheryl before retiring to her room. Getting
undressed and into bed after turning the lights out. She reached into
the drawer of her nightstand and extracted a small vibrator. She
brought it under the covers as the faint humming started. Jennifer's
mind filled with pictures of what she had planned for the girls. Her
face showing the pleasure as the vibrator buzzed against her clit
sending shivers of excitement shooting through her body.
Her climax came upon her quickly as she furiously crushed the
vibrator over her pussy. She muffled the sounds of her orgasm as well
as she could. Not wanting to wake the young woman sleeping downstairs,
but not caring if she did by the same token. She relaxed and let the
waves overtake her.
DECEPTIVE MOVEMENTS
CHAPTER 3
Jennifer awoke in the morning to the sound of hard rock music coming
from downstairs. She struggled out of bed and found a robe, putting it
on as she walked from her bedroom and down the stairs. She found Cheryl
in the kitchen, sitting at the table drinking coffee and tapping her
feet to the music coming from the stereo.
"I must confess, i'm not used to waking up to such a cheerful
atmosphere" Jennifer yawned and poured herself a cup of coffee.
"Well, good morning! I haven't slept so well in ages. I feel so
refreshed today". Jennifer laughed at the young woman as she sat across
from her.
"Yeah, you sure fell asleep pretty quick." She laughed out loud "I
really wasn't quite finished with you, but I guess you were finished!"
Cheryl blushed a little. "You have to understand, being on my feet all
day.." her voice trailed off.
"Oh it's no problem" Jennifer said. They sat in silence listening to
the music and drinking coffee for several minutes.
"Are you sure you won't get in trouble by not going to work?"
Jennifer questioned.
Cheryl shook her head. "No, i've already called in sick.. It'll be no
problem... Besides." She was excited about the new job "I'll be
quitting anyway."
"That's right. You'll like Laurie and Donna" Cheryl tilted her head as
she looked at Jennifer questioningly.
"Donna?"
"Oh.. That's Laurie's assistant. She's taking Interior Decorating in
school"
"You mean she already has an assistant?" Cheryl began to feel that she
had slept her way into this job opportunity
"Yes, but as I told you last night... she really needs another. I mean
another beside you and Donna." Cheryl nodded.
"A lot of work huh?" Jennifer nodded coyly...
"Why do you think Laurie has been so frustrated?"
They both laughed then lapsed into silence again.
Cheryl was naturally curious about the older woman sitting across
from her. The night before had ignited feelings inside of her that she
had felt before, but didn't understand them.
"Have you been doing this long?" Jennifer cocked an eyebrow at the
question.." Have I done what long?"
Cheryl turned beet red .. "You know... what we did last night."
"Oh, you mean spanking?" Cheryl averted her eyes.
"Yes, that" Jennifer allowed herself a self confident smile
"About 6 months. I get plenty of practice with Laurie and at the club
we belong to."
Cheryl wasn't sure she wanted to know about the club. But she could
envision her getting additional practice on her. the idea caused her
cunt to tingle.
"I felt dirty when I got turned on the last time my daddy did that to
me" It was refreshing for Jennifer to have someone as innocent as
Cheryl around.
"Do you still feel dirty when you get turned on by being spanked?"
"At first I did... But when Laurie came over I didn't feel like that
any more."
"Well, you'd be surprised at just how many people get turned on by that
very same thing."
Cheryl looked surprised at that thought.
"Really?.. I always thought is was weird." Jennifer could see where
this conversation was leading.. best to set her mind at ease as quickly
as she could.
"There's nothing weird or anything wrong with deriving pleasure out of
spanking or bondage. You really shouldn't worry about it if it's
something you enjoy."
"Can I ask you something?".. Jennifer smiled at her.. "Sure"
Cheryl hesitated a little....
"How did you know?.. I mean how could you tell that about me?"
Jennifer weighed her answer carefully....
"When I caught your eye at the store yesterday, you had a somewhat
passive look about you. But I really didn't know for sure until last
night."
"You mean when you.. did it?" Jennifer laughed
"No!.. I knew when you knocked on the door."
Cheryl had a little understanding that.... she had plenty food for
thought so she decided not to dig for more.
"Just relax, hon. Nothing is going to happen that you don't want to
happen." that made the young woman feel a little better.
"Can I go home and change clothes.. them come back?'
"Sure, if you want to"
"Yes!.. There's so much I want to ask you.. but I need a shower and a
change of clothes"
"Ok... I'll fix us some lunch.. we can talk then"
"That sounds great...." Cheryl stood and brought her empty cup to the
sink... then shyly kissed Jennifer on the cheek before walking from the
room.
Jennifer had about 2 hours to herself before Cheryl returned. She
thought to herself that the girl would need a lot of teaching. She knew
she would have a lot of fun teaching her, something about the pretty
young woman made her think that she had really found herself a "live
one" as it were. She planned on keeping her around as much as
possible.. she considered asking her to move in. But figured if
everything went well, she would do so in a couple of weeks.
Getting Cheryl a job with Laurie benefitted Jennifer as well.
Perhaps Laurie wouldn't work as many hours with a 3rd person to help
her. She really did miss her sexy slave. She knew from talking to Ron
that he was a bit worried about Donna working the late hours... She'd
promised to talk with Laurie about it, but had somehow forgotten to.
Not to worry, Cheryl may just be the answer to a lot of problems.
Thinking it over, Jennifer found a phone book and looked up
Cheryl's number... She had an idea..She dialed the number and waited
for her to answer.
The phone rang 6 or 7 times before a breathless Cheryl picked it up..
"Hello?"... She must have ran to the phone
"Cheryl... This is Jennifer.. have you been running?"
"Yes, I was just leaving when I heard the phone ring."
"Oh.. glad I caught you. I want you to do something for me"
"Sure, what would you like me to do?"
"I want you to pack a few changes of clothes..then go quit your job
today.. I have something I want to talk to you about"
:eject
Cheryl was silent on the other end of the line. For some unknown
reason, this woman completely enchanted her.
"Okay" she said slowly "What is it you want to talk to me about?" she
asked apprehensively..
"I'll tell you when you get here, ok?" She heard the young woman let
out a sigh.
"Alright.. I'll be there in about an hour"
"Ok dear, i'll see you then" Jennifer hung up with a big smile on her
face. A knowing smile at that.
Cheryl hung up the phone and stood in silence for a moment before
getting a suitcase and packing 3 changes of clothes.. Then almost as an
afterthought, she figured she'd better bring her bath and hair
supplies. Of course she knew that if she needed, she could always
return to get more. Making a last check around her apartment before
leaving. She finally turned out all the lights and made her way out of
the building.
When she pulled up outside of the store she worked in, she began to
get a little nervous. She knew that Brad would be in there and she
really wasn't prepared to face him like this. The only things that gave
her the courage to march in there and see him was a 2.50 an hour raise.
As she thought, Brad spotted her almost as soon as she walked
through the sliding door. He lumbered up to her before she could take 3
steps toward the personnel office.
"Hey!.. I heard you called in sick, you alright?" Cheryl gave him a
short smile.
"Yeah, but I have a new job.. Just coming in to quit."
"Oh, hey are we still on for tomorrow night?" Oh no!.. She'd forgotten
that they had planned to go out Friday night.
"I'm sorry, Brad. I have something else to do.. Can I get a raincheck?"
The young man looked crushed that she was breaking their date.
"Yeah sure" he said and quickly turned and walked away.
Cheryl watched with a bit of remorse as he walked away from her. She
hadn't meant to hurt his feelings but she had things more important to
tend to. Namely Jennifer.
Going to personnel was easy compared to facing Brad. In
ten
minutes, she was leaving the store with her final check in her purse.
She drove the 3 mile drive back to Jennifer's house both looking
forward to her new life, and feeling a burning apprehension in the pit
of her stomach.
She felt the fear gnawing at her because she had read several
stories of what mistresses sometimes did to their slaves. Slave!.. The
thought had only occurred to her, she was going to be a sex slave. The
thought sent shivers up her spine as she squirmed on the vinyl seat of
the car. She liked the older blonde woman, but hearing all the horror
stories had naturally made her a bit scared. A fatal attraction of
sorts mayhaps, but an attraction nonetheless.
Jennifer had finished making lunch and was growing a little
impatient waiting for Cheryl to return. Not that she was upset or
anything like that. She just couldn't wait to see her plans for the
young girl unfold.
:eject
Cheryl took her suitcase from the backseat and walked up the
manicured lawn to Jennifer's front door. She could hear faint movements
inside as she rang the doorbell. Jennifer opened the door after a few
moments, she looked down at the suitcase Cheryl carried before inviting
her in. Cheryl stood just inside the doorway unsure of what to do next.
Jennifer hadn't said anything except "come on in".
"Well, did you get everything taken care of?"
Cheryl nodded toward her. "Yeah, with my last check.. I should be able
to make it until I get paid again."
"No worries about that. We'll make sure you make it."
Cheryl couldn't help smiling at her.
"Alright, dear. Are you ready for lunch?"
"Yes! I'm starved."
For the young woman, lunch was a bit cool. No, I don't mean that
Jennifer had put it back in the freezer. I mean that the atmosphere was
a bit cool. Cheryl could tell that Jennifer had a lot on her mind.
"Is something the matter?" Jennifer seemed to not hear her for a
second, "Oh no.. Just thinking"
Cheryl didn't press it.
After lunch, Jennifer showed her where to put her suitcase. The
guest bedroom was nearly as big as her whole apartment. She put her
suitcase on the bed, figuring to unpack later. She wanted to hurry
downstairs and talk with Jennifer. There were so many things she wanted
to ask her.
Jennifer sipped on a glass of iced tea while Cheryl busied herself
upstairs. She thought to herself that if Cheryl made it through the
weekend without getting up and walking out, that everything would work
out just as she had them planned.
Cheryl emerged from the bedroom and joined Jennifer in the living
room. She sat down on the chair across from the older woman and waited
with a mixture of fear and anticipation for whatever it was she had
said she wanted to talk to her about. Jennifer only asked her one
question.
"Are you ready for things to start moving faster than they ever have
before?" The question started the young girl.
"I'm.. uhhh not sure what you mean"
"Do you trust me, hon?" Cheryl nodded. Yes, she trusted her. She was a
little afraid of her. But she DID trust her.
"Good, then everything will be fine." She smiled warmly at the pretty
young woman. Cheryl couldn't help be caught up by this woman's
charisma.
Jennifer took another swallow of the tea she was drinking then set
the glass on a coaster on the coffee table.
"Take off all your clothes, Cheryl" Jennifer told her matter of factly.
Cheryl was more than a little startled by what Jennifer had just told
her.
"You mean.. right now?"
:eject
"There's a few things you and I are going to have to come to an
understanding on." Jennifer gazed at her, she felt that burning in her
stomach again.
"W what's that?" she wanted to know.
"The first thing is.." She started slowly "Is that when I tell you to
do something, you'll do it without question.. Understood?"
This was not the same Jennifer she had been with the night before.
Something about her had changed.
"yes" Jennifer nodded
"Another thing, as long as we are in this house. You will address me
properly.. without exception. You got that?"
"Yes ma'am."
"The third thing, is that unless you are told differently.. You'll will
remain nude at all times in this house."
"Yes ma'am" Jennifer stared at the side of Cheryl's head.
"Before we go any further.. If you're not willing to abide by these
three rules. You can get your suitcase and leave right now.. Do you
want
to leave?"
Yes, she had a choice. If she chose to, she could get her suitcase and
walk right out of the house. Jennifer would not try to stop her.
But did she really have a choice?
"No ma'am.. I don't want to leave"
"Then get out of your clothes!" Jennifer snapped at her. Cheryl jumped
from the chair and peeled her t-shirt and jeans off. She hesitated only
for a moment before removing her bra and cotton panties. Now standing
nude in Jennifer's living room. she picked up her clothes and draped
them over the chair.
Jennifer sat there and admired the young woman's body. Cheryl
didn't move after she draped all her clothes over the chair. She stood
awkwardly beside the chair and waited with mixed emotions for whatever
Jennifer chose to do next.
Jennifer knew she felt uncomfortable like this, all the more reason
to get her used to being naked most of the time. Before she was
through, the pretty ex-cashier would not feel the slightest bit of
embarrassment at her nakedness no matter what the circumstances were.
"Come here to be, dear. I want to get a closer look at you"
Cheryl tried to appear nonchalant about walking across the room,
but the awareness of being put on display was unshakable. Jennifer put
her hands on the girl's hips and smiled.
"It wasn't that long ago that I didn't have to constantly watch my
weight." Cheryl looked down at the blonde sitting on the sofa. She
couldn't believe that Jennifer had problems with her weight.
Jennifer patted one of her asscheeks. "Turn around for me.. I want
to see all of you"
Cheryl slowly turned in place, giving the older woman a close up view
of her shapely bottom before completing her turn and stood facing her
again.
"Very nice, you're a very pretty girl, Cheryl."
"Th thank you, ma'am"
Jennifer tightened her grip on the young woman's hips.. she began to
pull down. "Kneel down for me.." Cheryl did as she was instructed, Her
stomach still fluttered, more than ever to be truthful. But her body
tingled for the same reasons.
Now the blonde ran her hands over the swell of Cheryl's tits.
Lightly grazing the nipples with her fingertips. Cheryl's lips parted a
little as a small whimper of pleasure escaped from within. Jennifer
then took each nipple between her thumb and forefinger and began
rolling them. Cheryl's breathing became a bit more labored as the
older woman brought the cherry like nubs to attention.
"Yes, I can tell you like that"... Of course she liked it, Jennifer
knew how women liked to be touched... Now she began pinching the
hardened nipples with increasing pressure. Cheryl's lips parted farther
as she emitted a slight groan of pain.... Jennifer increased the
pressure of her pinch, causing the young woman to close her eyes and
grit her teeth.
Jennifer pinched harder and harder with each passing second. Cheryl
tried her best to withstand the mounting pain. Jennifer was going to do
everything she could to make sure the young woman could not withstand
it. Her fingers gnashed together, she crushed the sensitive buds
underneath the ever increasing pressure.
Cheryl's eyes remained closed. Her mouth opened while a tear
finally escaped from her eyelids. Her hands flew up and grabbed onto
Jennifer's wrists. Jennifer only pinched harder and said to the girl..
"Move your hands!". Reluctantly, Cheryl let her hands fall to her sides
as the older blonde continued to torture the tender breasts of her new
slave.
More tears began to flow from her eyes as the pain became almost
unbearable to her. Finally, the first sob bubbled up from her throat as
she could not withstand it without crying out her displeasure.
"Ahhhhhhh!.. Please stop.. It hurt's so bad!"
Jennifer twisted and pinched the girl's nipples as Cheryl began to
audibly cry out in pain. After several minutes of torturous pinching,
The blonde dominatrix finally let go of her nipples. Cheryl's eyes flew
open as tears of relief poured from her eyes.
"You know" Jennifer said to the woman kneeling before her. "It's
still not too late for you to get your suitcase and leave."
Cheryl looked up at her through tear blinded eyes. "Are you trying to
get rid of me?.. I'll leave if you don't want me here."
Jennifer shook her head. "No, I want you here. But only if you want to
stay."
Cheryl couldn't understand what it was the older woman was trying
to do to here. She hurt her and then told her she could leave.
"What do I have to do to convince you I want to stay?" She asked her.
"I believe you, but this kind of treatment will be commonplace.. At
times worse."
Yes, Cheryl was painfully aware of the possibility of worse
treatment. "How... How much worse?"
"You see, you're having doubts aren't you?" She had to admit that this
new attitude of Jennifer gave her doubts. Yes, her nipples burned from
the savage treatment they had just undergone.. But something inside of
her burned with more force.
"No... I.. I want to stay".
"No matter how much worse it can get?"
Cheryl looked up at her.. "No, no matter what."
"Fine, you'll find out exactly how mean I can be."
Cheryl didn't care. In fact, she really wanted it... This is why she
couldn't bring herself to leave.
DECEPTIVE MOVEMENTS
CHAPTER 4
Donna was extremely happy to hear that Laurie had hired someone to
help them out. She loved the work, but working the amount of hours they
had been working were beginning to wear them both thin. Laurie did seem
to be in better spirits today. They only had about 14 hours left to
complete the house they were working on. Laurie thought that perhaps
they would take the weekend off after they finished this one.
She liked the idea of a new person starting just as they were
starting a new job. Actually, she had a good mind to hire a 4th
person. This way they could work on two jobs at once.
In reality, Laurie only started this to keep herself busy during
the day. The alimony she got from her ex-husband was enough to ensure
she would live well. Now that she had more work than she knew what to
do with, she envisioned not working at all. Just hiring qualified
decorators and running the business from her home.
Yes, the long hours were wearing thin on both of them. Laurie
returned from Rio and was delighted to see that Donna had done so well
in her absence. But leaving home at 8am and not getting home till
after 10pm gets old rather quickly.
Donna had long since become a full time worker. She still attended
classes. but even on school days, she went to work with Laurie after
classes. Well, Cheryl would be full time regardless. Laurie had already
decided that they would not work past 5:30 no matter what. No amount of
money was worth running yourself ragged.
Cindy was just finishing up a conversation with a client who had
recently returned from a Caribbean cruise. After hearing the details of
the trip, Cindy hung up the phone satisfied that the client had a good
time. In the travel business, it was extremely important to make sure
all goes well for the clients. It is important for one to enjoy their
work. This was no problem for Cindy, being a travel agent was very
rewarding for her.
One of her agents informed her that she had a call from someone
named Jennifer while she was on the phone. Jennifer!.. She hadn't
spoken to her since they had returned from Rio. She'd meant to call her
but somehow couldn't find the time. She picked up her telephone and
quickly dialed her number. It was answered on the first ring.
"Hello?" Wait, that isn't Jennifer.
"Uhhh... Is Jennifer there?".. There was a only the slightest pause on
the other end.
"Yes, may I ask who's calling?" Cindy couldn't remember Jennifer having
a maid.
"Yes, this is Cindy".. The voice asked her to hold the line.. A few
seconds later, the familiar voice of Jennifer came on the phone.
"Hello, Cindy"
"Hi, Jen. I got a message that you called".
"Yes I did. But first tell me, how are you doing?"
"Oh!, I'm doing great. How about you?"
"Real good. the reason I was calling was to see if you had any plans
for tonight." No, Cindy planned to spend a quiet evening at home.
"Nothing, why do you have anything planned for me?" Cindy giggled
slightly.
"As a matter of fact, I wanted to invite you and Marvin over this
evening for dinner."
"I`d like that. But i'm afraid that Marvin is out of town until next
weekend. He and Harold."
"I see. that's ok. You can still come if you'd like."
"Sure! I'd like that. Any special time?"
"Well, is 7ish alright with you?".. Cindy thought.. Yeah she could
leave at 4:30 instead of 5:00 to be able to be ready for 7.
"Yes. Seven is fine."
"Great. We'll see you then."
As Cindy hung up the phone, she realised that Jennifer had said
"WE'LL" see you then. Hmmm she wondered who else would be at this
dinner. She couldn't help but squirm in her seat as she knew that
Jennifer didn't invite you over for dinner JUST to have dinner. She
allowed herself a smile as she envisioned herself not being able to
make it to work the next because of the sore bottom she would probably
have.
Except for the fact that Cheryl was stark naked, one would not
think anything different about the two women spending an afternoon just
lounging around the house. In fact, except for the obvious, there WAS
nothing different. It had been several hours since Jennifer tortured
the young woman's nipples. Since then, they'd done nothing except
consume coffee and watch soap operas. A luxury Cheryl hadn't known
since the summer after she graduated from High School.
At around 5 o'clock. Jennifer turned off the television and told
Cheryl she was going to start dinner. She asked if the girl had brought
anything except jeans to dress in. No, she hadn't.. Cheryl thought that
she might be due another spanking because of it.
"Oh I should have told you earlier, I frequently entertain guests. It
wouldn't do to have you in jeans." No, Jennifer had only told her to
bring a few changes of clothes.
"Do you have any dresses at home?"
"Yes ma'am" Jennifer considered it.
"Ok, we're having company at 7:00. Why don't you run home and pack some
nice clothes? I go out quite a bit too."
Cheryl had the feeling of somehow being elevated to a higher track.
This was obviously a woman of wealth. She wondered if the older woman
would find her skirts acceptable. She decided to take the chance.
Cheryl went back to her apartment and packed two suitcases full of
clothes. Most of her skirts were of the mini variety. The longest being
an unmodest 5 inches above her knees. She somehow thought that a large
chunk of her new salary would be spent buying new clothes. She didn't
mind that at all really. her new job would pay her double of what she
was making now.
Cheryl returned about 45 minutes after she had left. Jennifer came
out of the kitchen to answer the door. Upon seeing Cheryl with two
suitcases, she smiled at her.
"Well, it looks like you are ready to move in" Cheryl was embarrassed
at hearing that.
"No ma'am! This isn't all of my things. Just a few sets of clothes."
Jennifer laughed as she stepped aside for the young woman to enter.
"Well, maybe we'll both go and get everything tomorrow."
Cheryl nearly dropped one of the bags she was carrying. Was that an
offer to move in? She looked quizzically at the blonde lady.
"Do you want me to move in here?" Jennifer nodded
"If you want to." Cheryl had to admit that it would sure be a lot more
comfortable here than in her tiny apartment.
"Ummm, how much would it cost me a month?" Jennifer appeared to look
thoughtful.
"Oh I don't know, Can you cook?"
Cheryl nodded.
"Tell you what. this house is paid for. We'll share the chores and
expenses.. that ok with you?"
That was more than ok with Cheryl. She could afford it under those
circumstances.
"Alright then, You go on upstairs and get dressed. I have to finish
dinner."
"Ok" she said and started to walk away. She'd better warn Jennifer
about her skirts.
"Oh, listen. All of my dresses are short." She stood and waited for
what Jennifer would say about that.
"How short?" Jennifer really wouldn't mind shorter skirts... Just as
long as they weren't in bad taste.
"About this short" Cheryl said. Using one of her suitcase filled hands
to show her exactly how short they were.
"I'd have to see. Put one on and we'll see how it looks."
Cheryl guessed that was fair enough. She went upstairs and added the
two suitcases to the one she already had in there.
The dressiest skirt she had was a bright red mini. It only came
down to 6 inches above her knees. She put that one on and hoped
Jennifer would approve of it. After completing the outfit with a white
blouse and pantyhose, she went downstairs to show her the outfit.
Jennifer actually liked the way she looked in the red mini.
"I'll tell you. It's a nice outfit. It'll be fine tonight. But some of
the things I do are a bit more formal."
"I'm sorry, I don't have anything formal to wear." Cheryl said
apprehensively.
Jennifer looked the young girl over with a keen eye.
"You know, except for your tits being a little larger. You and Laurie
are about the same size. Maybe we can work something out... Anyhow, I
have to get dressed too. Would you be a dear and watch this to make
sure it doesn't burn?"
Cheryl said she would as Jennifer left to make herself ready for the
evening.
Things seemed a little too good to be true. She wondered if she
weren't somehow dreaming. Maybe she ought to pinch herself to see. No,
Jennifer had done plenty of that earlier.
Cheryl didn't know it, but Brad was driving up to her apartment
building just as she was putting her suitcases into her car. He
followed her at a safe distance and saw where she had gone.
"So that's it" he thought. She was moving in with another guy. Judging
by the neighborhood the house was in, Brad thought that she was only
doing it for money. "That bitch" he muttered to himself. He would pay
them a visit before too long.
Cindy took great care in dressing herself the way she knew Jennifer
liked. Not that she would have minded very much Jennifer not approving
of something about her. She knew that if that would be the case, she
would be reminded of Jennifer's displeasure in the most delightful way.
But she had no desire to push it. For she also knew that Jennifer knew
when she was being deliberately baited.
She dressed in a light blue skirt and matching blouse. Jennifer
didn't care for pantyhose and she knew it. She pulled silky stockings
over her legs and fastened a garter belt to them. She wondered what
Jennifer had planned for the evening. Thinking about it, she had never
been alone with the dominant woman. Always with Marvin or Laurie
present. She could almost imagine the things Jennifer could come up
with when she was concentrating on only one person.
Jennifer dressed in a dark blue skirt and white blouse. She
returned to the kitchen under the admiring gaze of Cheryl.
"That's a pretty skirt." Jennifer smiled at her
"Thank you dear. Would you set the table while I finish up here?"
Cheryl set the table for 3 people. She wondered if it were Laurie
coming over for dinner. She was beginning to feel more and more
comfortable around the older woman. It was clear to her that she was
now in the best situation that she'd ever been in. She only briefly
thought of Brad as she finished setting the table for dinner.
It was about 10 minutes before 7 when the doorbell rang. Jennifer
opened the door to find a young man standing there, holding a baseball
bat. Brad was slightly taken back by the attractive woman who answered
the door. But he quickly pushed past her and walked into the house.
"Where is she?" Jennifer stood with her arms folded.
"Where is who?" Brad shot her a look as he looked around the living
room.
"Cheryl, that's who!.. I saw her car out there.. Where is she?"
Jennifer did her best to appear calm.
"Is she a friend of yours?" She began to wonder if she'd made a grave
mistake befriending the young woman.
"Damn straight!. I'm her boyfriend!" Cheryl heard him say that as she
walked out of the dining room.
"Brad!!.. what are you doing here?" Cheryl was shocked to see him there
to say the least.
"I wanna see the guy you stood me up for. I saw you bring your
suitcases here." Cheryl started walking across the room.
"Brad, I don't know what you're talking about.. I want you to get out
of here and leave me alone."
Brad raised the bat menacingly. "Where is that son of a bitch?..
I'll kill him!"
Jennifer calmly held her hand out. "I'm the son of a bitch you're
talking about.. Cheryl's aunt." Brad whirled around to face Jennifer
"Aunt??.. You never said you had an aunt"
Cheryl marvelled at how poised Jennifer seemed to be.
"You didn't ask! Besides, I didn't think it was any of your business in
the first place."
Brad began to feel foolish. He dropped the bat he carried to his side
and looked at Cheryl. It was Jennifer who broke the silence
"Perhaps you'd like to invite your boyfriend to stay for dinner,
Cheryl?"
"He's not my boyfriend. Just an EX friend." She shot him an icy glare.
Jennifer couldn't help but laugh. "He looks to be a bit jealous to me."
"I'm not jealous' he protested. "I just got mad when she broke a date
with me. I saw her coming here and thought she was moving in with
another guy."
Jennifer shook her head as Cheryl did a slow burn.
"I am certainly not some other guy. Cheryl why don't you set another
place at the table?" Cheryl didn't want Brad hanging around, but she
wasn't going to disobey Jennifer either.
"Yes ma'am" Jennifer then turned to Brad.
"And if you'll just hand me that bat, you and I can become acquainted
with one another."
He looked down at the Louisville Slugger in his hand. He gave it to the
woman and allowed himself to be ushered to a chair in the living room.
Jennifer took a seat on the sofa.
"So, Cheryl broke a date with you did she?" He was beginning to calm
down a little.
"Yeah, she told me that she had something to do."
Jennifer nodded.
"Yes, she wasn't lying you know. It'll take a few days to get her moved
in here." No, Brad had never heard Cheryl talk about an aunt.
"But why didn't she just tell me that?"
"I`m sure she had a good reason for not telling you."
Jennifer had gotten him calmed down. "We're getting ready for
dinner if you'd like to wash up"
He got up and went to wash his hands... Jennifer went into the dining
room where Cheryl was just completing her task.
"What's the story with this guy?" Cheryl shook her head in wonder.
"I really don't know. I've gone out with him 2 or 3 times before..
nothing serious, I can guarantee you that much."
Jennifer winked at her. "Well, you just leave him to your aunt
Jennifer"
Cheryl had to laugh at that. This woman continued to amaze her. Just
then, the doorbell rang again.
"Oh well, I hope that isn't another of your jilted boyfriends, hon"
Cheryl smiled as they both walked from the dining room. Cheryl gave
Brad another frosty look as Jennifer opened the door for Cindy.
Jennifer greeted Cindy at the door and invited her in. Cindy gazed
at Brad as she sat on the sofa, crossing her legs and giving him an
unintentional view of her legs as she did so.
"Well, Cindy.. I'd like you to meet my niece Cheryl" She gestured to
the pretty woman "And her friend, Brad." Cindy said hello to the two of
them. Brad was totally captivated by Cindy. He clumsily rose to greet
her. "Nice to meet you"
Cindy held her hand out. "Yes, same here" she said. She felt him gazing
over her body as he stood over her. It made her feel good to know she
could cause that reaction in men still.
Jennifer noticed it too. Cheryl only wished he would leave. She
only hoped that he would not ruin the evening for her.
Dinner went off without a hitch. Cheryl kept mostly quiet as Cindy
and Jennifer chatted about their trip to Rio. Brad questioned them
about the city as the meal progressed. No doubt about it, He was paying
special attention to Cindy.
"I've always wanted to travel." Brad confessed. Cindy considered him
briefly.
"Yes, I enjoy it myself. Although I sometimes travel a bit too much."
"Oh, you travel on business?" Cindy giggled coquettishly
"Travel IS my business. At times it can be pretty hectic."
Cindy was flirting with him, whether playfully or seriously she
didn't know. Cheryl caught on too. although she didn't want Brad
around, she couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy herself at all
the attention he was paying to Cindy.
"Well Cindy" Jennifer started. "I'm sure you wouldn't be in the
travel business if you didn't enjoy it."
"You're right. But those damn fam trips can come up at the worst
times."
Brad looked confused. "Fam trips?" Cindy looked him over again. She
began to feel deliciously naughty at the way she was flirting.
"Yes, Some airlines offer fam trips to travel agents. They do this to
promote a new destination or a new tour."
"And you get to travel to these places when that happens?"
"Well, more like I HAVE to travel to these places. Fam trips are
working trips."
"Hmmm, I wish I had a job like that!" Cindy grinned at him.
"It's a fun job. But I'd like to spend more nights in my own bed."
She winked at Cheryl as she said so.
After dinner found them all in the living room. Now it was Cheryl
who sat in the chair while Brad sat on the sofa between the two older
women. Jennifer started to see what she could get happening between
them all.
"So Brad, I hope you're not still upset at having Cheryl break a date
with you." Cheryl looked up as Brad answered her.
"Kind of, but at least it wasn't for some other guy."
"Wait a second!" Cheryl jumped in. "Even if it was for a guy. what
business is it of yours?" She asked indignantly.
He started to answer but Cheryl cut him off
"We've only gone out 3 times. You don't own me!" It seemed to Jennifer
that Cheryl was acting too much the part. She spoke up
"If it were me she lied to, I would be real upset myself."
"I didn't lie to him. I just told him that I had something else to do."
Brad had to admit that she had told him that.
"Now Cheryl, you know it's not nice to break a date" Jennifer eyed the
younger woman. Cheryl said nothing at all.
"Maybe she ought to be punished. What do you think, Brad? She deserves
a good spanking"
"Huh?" He stammered. Cheryl felt herself turning red.
"Oh come now. You stormed in here like a jilted lover."
"Yes, but..." His words fell off
DECEPTIVE MOVEMENTS
CHAPTER 5
Cheryl sat frozen to the chair she was in. She felt the keen sense
of danger in the air.
"Well, if I were you" Jennifer said to Brad. "I would put her over MY
lap" Oh god!.. Jennifer wasn't going to let it drop. Brad sat stunned
on the sofa.
"Don't you want to punish her Brad?" He looked uncomprehendingly at
Jennifer.
"Well, if you don't want to.. I'll just have to do it for you."
Cheryl felt as if she would go through the floor. she couldn't believe
Jennifer was doing this to her.
"Cheryl, I want you to go into my room and bring me a paddle." Cheryl
searched her face imploringly. Jennifer snapped at her.
"Now you listen to your Aunt Jennifer, Cheryl!" Slowly, unsure of
herself. Cheryl stood and made her way to the stairs. Jennifer turned
to Cindy.
"I'm thinking of bringing Cheryl to the club tomorrow night. I think
she'll fit in nicely there." Brad didn't know what in the world they
were talking about. He still didn't quite understand what was happening
there.
Cheryl returned with a paddle that resembled a small oar. Jennifer
saw her and held her hand out. "Bring it to me, Cheryl." The young
woman held her head down as she shuffled up to Jennifer and handed her
the paddle. She took it and once again looked at Brad.
"Are you sure you don't want to do this?" He shook his head.
"Suit yourself." She stood up and took Cheryl by the arm. Cheryl
allowed herself to be led to the chair she had just vacated. Cindy
crossed her legs and sat back on the sofa as she watched.
Tears of humiliation began to well up in Cheryl's eyes as Jennifer
sat on the chair. Jennifer smiled up at her and winked as their eyes
met.
"Take your pantyhose and panties down, hon." Cheryl couldn't bear the
thought of someone watching it all happen.
"Please, i'm sorry!" Jennifer wasn't happy with that answer.
"Cheryl, are you going to give a hard time, young lady?" Cheryl
considered refusing the older woman's command. No way was she going to
give her a hard time.
"No ma'am" she said in a tiny voice as her hands went under her skirt
and brought her hose and panties over her hips.
Brad stared unbelievingly at the scene unfolding before him. His
pants began to become a little small for him as he watched Jennifer put
her arm around Cheryl's waist and pull her down over her lap. Cindy
didn't go unaffected herself. But she secretly wished it was her being
prepared to receive discipline instead of Cheryl.
Jennifer slowly adjusted Cheryl over her lap. Once she had
positioned the girl's ass in the best angle to field the paddle, she
flipped her short skirt over her hips. Brad felt his cock lurch in his
pants as the sight of Cheryl's naked ass came into full view before his
eyes.
Cheryl pleaded with Jennifer not to spank her as she felt the cool
air of the room rush over her naked bottom. Cindy's eyes glazed as she
watched Jennifer raise the paddle and hold it poised over Cheryl's
waiting asscheeks.
Brad stole a quick glance at Cindy as he watched Jennifer and
Cheryl across form them. The first stroke from the paddle made a
resounding *Crack* and caused a startled "OH!" to escape Cheryl's lips.
Jennifer brought the paddle down in a steady rhythm. Causing the
young woman to dance on her lap as she felt the stinging of the paddle.
Jennifer was not spanking her severely at all. It didn't sting the girl
as much as her bare hand had done the night before.
Cindy ground her ass into the sofa seat as she saw Cheryl receive
the spanking. She reached out and let her hand fall on Brad's leg as
they watched. The hand startled him at first. But he moved his hand
over hers as he continued to be turned on by what he saw. Cindy nuzzled
up to him and brought her lips close to his ear.
"God that looks so good!" She whispered to him as her hand wandered
into his lap. Cheryl was feeling all warm and wet as Jennifer spanked
her with a regular series of loud but mild strokes.
As Cindy ran her hand over his hardening cock through his pants.
Brad brazenly put his arm around the older woman's neck and brought his
lips to her's. Her tongue shot into his mouth while she gripped his
cock and started to stroke it. Her tits pressed against his side while
they rubbed against one another. Cindy broke the kiss and looked over
at Jennifer..
"Jen.. Can we use your room for a while, hon?" Jennifer looked over
and saw that Cheryl's spanking had effected them all. Jennifer nodded
at her. "Just change the sheets after you finish". Cheryl turned just
in time to see Cindy standing and taking Brad by the hand, leading him
upstairs.
Once inside Jennifer's room. Cindy turned on the small lamp on the
side of her bed as Brad closed and locked the door. Cindy walked up to
him and put her arms around his neck. "Tell me, how old are you,
lover?" He let his hands grip her back. "22" She pressed herself
against him as she giggled. She was only an inch or two shorter than
he, so her mouth was close to his ear as she nibbled on his neck.. "God
I feel so naughty!" She breathed in his ear as he moaned and held her
tighter to him. His hard cock jabbed into her stomach.
"Ummmmmm" She purred at him.. "Is that for me?" she let her hips
sway back and forth while she nuzzled his neck.
"Did you see how Jennifer treats naughty girls?" she asked him. He had
gotten a bit braver, his hands found the buttons that held her blouse
together and began to undo em.
Cindy allowed her blouse to be unbuttoned then pressed her chest
closer to him. She wanted this guy to spank her bottom and was ready to
do almost anything to get him to do it. Her hand fell to his hard cock
and pumped it through his pants.. He moaned and pulled her tighter to
him.
She kept whispering in his ear while he went wild in her arms.
"You should see how hot I get when I get my ass spanked for being
naughty" She gave his cock a hard squeeze as she said that to him.
"It even makes me get more naughty!" She giggled in his ear. Giving it
a wet kiss as she worked his neck again.
"Did you like the way Cheryl's ass squirmed when she got it
paddled?' Yes, he liked watching it.. He almost wished he would have
done it like Jennifer offered. Cindy kept at him.. Not letting the
suggestion get away.
"My ass squirms like that too" She told him. He thought that this woman
was gonna make him come without even getting his prick out of his
pants.
"Do you like it when naughty girls get their bottoms spanked?..
Don't you think that's what should happen when girls are naughty?"
She was driving him absolutely crazy.. He told her yes.
She squeezed his cock harder still.. causing him to catch his breath.
"I'm being naughty, too" she whispered. "Do you think i'm naughty,
baby?" She was working herself into a frenzy.
"You should spank me if i'm naughty" she said as she bit softly into
his neck. It was too much for him to take. His cock suddenly jerked in
her hand as he exploded. She wasn't disappointed at the quick orgasm he
had. He was young enough to be able to keep it up.
She hugged him tighter. "Mmmmmmm that was nice, baby" She said to
him. "Are you let me get away with being so bad?"... "Are you gonna
make me get on my knees and lean over the bed?" She dropped to her
knees alongside of the bed and brought him down with her. She kissed
him long and full on the mouth, letting her tongue grapple with his.
She broke the kiss and whispered breathlessly in his ear. "Ooooo I
deserve a spanking, baby. I'm not wearing panties, lover." her tongue
flicked over his ear. "This naughty girl isn't wearing panties... You
should punish me for that".
She'd done everything short of coming right out and asking him to
spank her. Now she just held him close to her and waited for him to
decide to do it. She moaned a little as she felt his hands sliding down
her back and to the back of her skirt. As his hands moved over the
smooth material of her skirt, he could feel beneath that she was indeed
not wearing panties."What should I use?" He asked her.
"Use your hand, baby. Feel my ass get hot when you spank me." she told
him excitedly. As she had predicted, he had indeed maintained his
hardness. He let go of her and moved back a little.
Cindy's face was flushed as she looked up at him. "You want me to
bend over the bed?" he nodded at her. She quickly got a pillow and fell
down over the bed. She laid over it with her bottom facing upward. She
hugged the pillow to her and told him "I'm ready to be punished, sir"
He reached out and began to move the hem of her skirt upwards while
her bottom rotated sensuously underneath him. He watched as the tops of
her stockings and her bare thighs came into view. Now the round,
slightly fattish cheeks of her naked bottom came into view under his
eyes.
Now Cindy was ready for it. Brad ran his hand over the smooth
asscheeks while she twisted her head desperately. "Give it to me,
baby! Spank my naughty ass!" He let a stroke fall on her naked bottom.
"Mmmmmmmmm ... Harder baby.. I've been REAL naughty!"
He raised his hand and let it fall heavier. Cindy ground her hips
into the bed. "Harder, baby.. Make it hurt. Make me beg for you to
stop!!" He raised his hands higher in the air. Now he stopped and
watched the woman going wild under him. Her ass rotated, wantonly
searching for the kiss of punishment to cascade over it. Now he let it
fall harder.
*Whap!* the sound rang out through the room. "Ooooooooo Yesssss,
Like that Baby... Just like that!!" Brad liked the way the fleshy
mounds jiggled and shook when his hand came into contact with her
bottom. He let fall another stroke on the other cheek.
"oooooo gawd. Give it to meee! I can take it.. HARDER!!"
He obliged her again, letting a swift rain of strong blows fall on
her upturned ass. It was what she had been asking for, now the stinging
sensations mounted on her increasingly warming ass. her bottom was
beating up and down on the bed as he continued to send cracking slaps
of his palm to the reddening nether cheeks.
"Oh God.... I'm gonna juice!.. Just like that Baby!.. don't
stopppppppp!" He kept up the same pace, letting stroke after stinging
stroke fall on her ass. Cindy stiffened on the bed, Her face buried in
the pillow she hugged... She was moaning loudly into the pillow as her
orgasm overpowered her. As he sensed her climax, he stopped slapping
her asscheeks when he saw her stiffen under him.
It was several minutes before she turned over and looked up at him.
"Mmmmm, that was good baby." She sat up and took his hand in her's.
"We're gonna have to become good friends. Would you like that, baby?"
Yeah... I think he might enjoy that. Cindy slid off the bed and let her
hands fall into his lap. "Now let me get this nice hard cock out"
She undid his jeans and with his help, tugged them from his hips.
"Wait a minute" He said.. "Let's get naked" Cindy purred up at him.
"Whatever you want, lover" She helped him get out of his shoes, then
sat back and watched as he stripped in front of her. His cock stuck
straight out at her. She reached out to him. "Here, you take my clothes
off"
He had already undone the buttons of her blouse. Now he took it off
and fumbled with the clasp on her bra. She had the biggest tits he'd
ever seen. Not that he had seen a whole lot of em. He kept staring at
those big titties as he found the buttons on her skirt and slid it from
her legs. "Hey" he asked as she kneeled before him in only stockings
and garter belt. "How old are you?" She giggled and shook a finger at
him. "Don't you know it's impolite to ask a lady her age?" Shit.. He
hated that answer.
"Oh, the way you were acting wasn't exactly ladylike now was it?"
She had to admit he had a point.
"No, I guess not" she giggled at him again.
"So, how old are you?" She briefly pondered holding that information
out on him.
No, she would tell him. It would be fun to see his reaction.
"I'm 38 years young" she announced to him. He looked at her naked body.
She looked like an older woman, but not 38.
"Do you.. I mean are you married?" She pouted at him playfully.
"You know.. you pick the weirdest times to ask questions?" She moved up
to him and got down on her hands and knees., bringing her mouth close
to his prick. "You like your cock sucked, baby?"
"Yeah, I like it" He didn't want to tell her that he had never had his
cock sucked. her tongue darted out of her mouth and flicked against
the head. She quickly lapped up the pre cum oozing from the little
slit. "mmmmmmm, I hope you got another creamy load in there for me" She
said as she cupped his balls in one of her hands. He groaned as her
lips parted and his prickhead was buried in her warm mouth.
Her tongue fluttered on the underside as she bobbed her head down
on him. His prick was no more than average size, but it filled her
mouth nicely. His hands flew to her head and entwined themselves in her
thick blonde hair as she gave him a very nice blow-job. She slowly
pushed him backward, until he lay flat on his back. Now she started
turning, turning until her knees were on either side of his head.
Brad found himself looking right into her juicy cunt. He saw it
coming closer as Cindy continued her expert sucking on his throbbing
prick. He felt her thick bush tickling his chin and his nose was only
inches from her puckered asshole. "Come on baby.. Stick your tongue up
my cunt" She said from the other side of the slit staring him in the
eyes.
He expected an overpowering smell. He didn't get it. He tested it
by sticking his tongue out and jabbing it on her cunt lips. Cindy
ground her bottom lower as she felt the warm touch. He reached up and
placed his hands on her warm to the touch asscheeks and began to
experimently lick the crack of her moist snatch. "Mmmmmmm, that feels
soooo good, lover" She said to him. Spurring him on to further action.,
he licked down the crack until he felt the object of his searching. His
tongue became submerged with a tangy, somewhat metallic taste. Not
unpleasant.. but different. By the way her hips circled when he stuck
his tongue in her like that, he could tell he had done the right
thing. She gurgled over his cock as he began to work his oral digit in
and out of her oozing cunt.
She was bringing him closer to coming again. She sensed it and
quickly jumped up. Cindy wanted the next load deep in her cunt. She
turned and straddled his hips, reaching under her and taking his slick
prick in her hand. She began to lower herself, using her hand to guide
the cock to her dripping hole. It skewered her as she sat down full on
him. It was the most unbelievable feeling he had ever experienced. He
had fucked before.. But never had he fucked a hotter or wetter cunt.
Cindy laid over him and crushed her big tits to his chest. She put
her mouth over his and started grinding her hips against his, bringing
them both closer to the impending explosion.
Seconds later, his balls tightened as he held the older woman
closer to his chest. She sensed what was about to happen and began
moving with heightened speed. He was groaning into her mouth while his
second load of sperm began to be propelled into her greedy cunt.
When Cindy finally collapsed over his lanky body, Brad
absentmindedly brushed her hair away from her closed eyes. The earlier
captivation he felt toward this woman only intensified after this
experience. "Mmmmmm, that was nice" She cooed at him. He had to agree
that it sure beat the hell out of watching music videos.
"I've never done that before" he confessed to her what he thought
to be privileged information. Cindy gave him a vote of confidence
"Well, you were good. I'd like to see you when you've had some
practice." Brad shrugged underneath her.
"Maybe, but I don't know anyone who likes this."
Cindy feigned outrage.. "WHAT??... You know me don't you?"
"Yeah" he said defensively "I meant that I don't...." Cindy didn't let
him finish.
"You mean that you don't know anyone young enough for you?"
"That isn't what I meant!" he protested.
"Yeah yeah" She chided him as she lifted herself away from him, making
sure her tits were in his face a moment before she rose
"What's wrong. afraid this old broad is too much for you?" He shook his
head slowly as he got up and looked around for his clothes. She was
teasing him and they both knew it. He decided to call her bluff.
"Well, then maybe you oughta give me your number." He wondered what
kind of excuse he would get from her.
"Are you gonna add my name to your little black book?.. Put a couple of
stars next to my name maybe?"
"I don't have..... Well maybe 2 stars" He caught on to the flow,
finally. She considered him as she put her clothes back on.
"Alright! Why only 2 stars?" He had to laugh now.
"Well, I came twice. So two stars" Cindy playfully took a swipe at him.
Missing by a full foot.
Cindy hadn't thought of anything more than her present needs. Now
this guy wanted her phone number. She debated on whether she wanted to
see him again. She was used to being told what to do. Taking the lead
like she had just done wasn't something she was used to. But she had to
admit the end result was just as satisfying to her. The familiar
tingling on her asscheeks caused her to want to see what might develope
here.
"Sure, i'll give you my number. Just leave a message if i'm not
home." Brad nodded at her.
"But for right now, I think we better get back downstairs before they
send a search party." They both laughed as they turned off the lamp and
walked from the room.
DECEPTIVE MOVEMENTS
CHAPTER 6
Cindy and Brad returned to the living room to find Jennifer and
Cheryl curled up on the sofa together. Both stark naked, and their
clothes scattered all about the room. Jennifer looked up when she heard
the footsteps.
"Well now, I do hope you two changed the sheets!" Cindy wrinkled her
nose at her.
"We didn't use the bed!" She giggled at Jennifer who smiled at both of
them. Jennifer sat up and looked around for her clothes. Spotting her
panties a few feet away, she got up and retrieved them.
"Come on Cindy" Jennifer said "Let's go upstairs, I want to talk to
you about something" Cindy smiled knowingly. Now she figured she would
find out what Jennifer had in mind when she called to invite her to
dinner. She accompanied Jennifer upstairs, leaving Brad alone with a
naked Cheryl, who was still sprawled out on the sofa.
Brad looked around the room at all the clothes scattered about. He
could just about imagine what they had been up to.
"Your ummm.. Aunt is very interesting" Cheryl glanced at him a bit
embarrassed at what he had witnessed earlier in the evening.
"She's not my aunt. Just a friend". His eyebrow shot up.
"A VERY good friend if you ask me!" he countered.
"Look, i'm sorry I forgot our date. But it's none of your business what
I do.. You got that?" She shot out at him, her eyes blazed in her
anger... Or rather her embarrassment at being caught with her "pants
down" so to speak.
"Hey, don't get upset! I was just making a comment." He picked up her
clothes and tossed them onto the sofa.
"Why don't you go ahead and get dressed."
She shot him another warning glance, not at all pleased to have him
around.
"No, I don't want to get dressed" She omitted the fact that she wasn't
allowed to.
"Suit yourself" he shrugged. But he couldn't keep his eyes off of her.
The return of Jennifer and Cindy broke the tension as they came down
the stairs. Jennifer had adorned a long robe.
Cindy found her coat and put it on. "Well, people. I have to get up
early in the morning. Guess i'll call it a night." She wrinkled her
nose at Brad. "Besides, I just can't keep up with you young studs."
Jennifer couldn't resist adding to that comment.
"Oh don't let her fool you, Brad. She could probably go all night if
you wanted."
The scene in the bedroom had only served to captivate him deeper to
the older woman. He wondered if she would see him again.
"Yeah?" He asked. "That would be kinda nice to see"
"Yes, wouldn't it though?" Cindy said "You call me and we'll see about
getting together real soon, ok?"
"Is tomorrow too soon?" He wanted to know.
Cindy walked up to him and kissed him lightly on the mouth.
"An hour from now wouldn't be too soon" She murmured in his ear as she
seductively let her tongue dart out and graze his earlobe.
It had worked out just as Laurie wanted. They had gotten finished
by 4:00 on Friday and were about to take the whole weekend off. She and
Donna drove back to her house and had gone inside to relax and have a
drink or two before Donna left for home. They were in the house for no
more than 5 minutes before the doorbell rang.
Donna answered the door for Jennifer and Cheryl as Laurie was busy
changing clothes. "Hi ma'am!" Donna said as she let them in.
"Well hello, Donna. I'd like you to meet the girl who'll be working
with you. This is Cheryl". Cheryl and Donna exchanged greetings as they
all settled in the living room. Laurie made her appearance a couple of
moments later.
"Hi!. We're taking the weekend off!" Laurie said excitedly. "I was
hoping to go to the club tonight. You wanna go Jen?"
Jennifer laughed at her friend.
"Funny that you mention that. I was thinking of bringing Cheryl to
introduce her to a few people. In fact, that's why I came over. To see
about having her try on all those dresses that are too big for you."
Laurie thought a moment. "Yeah, I was getting ready to get rid of them.
Most of em are packed in boxes though. I think we can go get em." She
gestured toward Cheryl. "Come on.. let's go see what we can find."
Laurie must of had at least 20 dresses that she was going to get
rid of. She picked up a lavender ruffled dress and held it up to
Cheryl "Here, try this one on. It should fit you." Cheryl was becoming
accustomed to removing her clothes at any given moment. She showed but
a faint blush as she shrugged off her jeans and t-shirt. As predicted,
the dress fit her well.
"Well, I guess I just got rid of these! I'm glad to find someone who
can use them." Cheryl couldn't believe some of the garments in the
boxes. Many of them still bore the tags.
"I. I umm can't afford these" She started to take off the dress and put
her own clothes back on.
"Well i'm not about to pay YOU to take them..They're yours.. No charge"
Cheryl hesitated "Are you sure?" Laurie smiled at the sweet girl
"Of course i'm sure."
"Oh thank you!.. I'll find some way to pay you back."
"Wait till you start working with me" Laurie laughed. "You'll be
begging to give me those dresses back!"
Donna was more than a little uncomfortable at the way Jennifer was
studying her. It was if the woman was looking right through her.
"Is something wrong, ma'am?" Jennifer shook her head slowly.
"No, nothing's wrong. Just admiring you" Donna gave her the obligatory
blush and took another sip of her drink.
"Ron tells me that he's glad you won't be working late anymore"
"Yes ma'am. We don't get to see each other as much as we used to."
"No, I can see to where a late job can do that." She peered over her
glass at the young girl.. "Or a late boyfriend perhaps?"
"Excuse me?" Donna asked.. completely stunned.
"Ron tells me that you usually get home around midnight. Laurie is
usually home by 8:30."
"How do you... I don't always go right home." Donna explained
"Yes, I know" Jennifer smiled at her
Donna didn't know what to say to her. She only hoped that Jennifer
would not tell Ron about it.
"Tell me, how are you going to explain it to Ron now that you won't be
working late?" Donna looked frightened at the thought of telling him
that she was seeing someone else.
"I don't know ma'am" Jennifer raised an eyebrow at her.
"Well, if I were you. I'd think of something real quick."
Cheryl came downstairs wearing the lavender dress she had tried on.
Jennifer did a double take when she saw it.
"Hey, that looks good on you .Fits well too." Cheryl blushingly made a
show out of modelling the dress for the older woman.
"You can wear it tonight if you want. Do you have shoes to go with it?"
"Yeah! Shoes I have" Cheryl told her.
Cindy listened to her messages. Sure enough, Brad had called. Not
once but twice did he leave messages on her machine. She had fun with
him the night before. But she wondered if he could be somehow persuaded
to go a bit farther than they went on the previous meeting. Only one
way to find out, she thought. She picked up her phone and dialed his
number.
He answered on the first ring.
"Hello" He said. He seemed to be waiting for a call
"Well hello yourself, got your messages"
"Oh, Hi Cindy. How was your day?" he asked nonchalantly.
"Pretty good. Look, I need to talk to you about last night"
"Ok, what about it?" He asked. A little unsure of himself at this point
"I think I should tell you that what we did... well that's the kind of
thing I like"
"You mean all the time?" he asked.. A little disbelieving
"Yes, i'm completely submissive. Do you know what that means?"
"Umm You like to be told what to do?" She giggled in his ear. He could
almost feel her hot breath on him.
"Among other things, yes. What about you?.. Didn't you like it?"
"Yeah. but it was a little different."
"Yes, it IS different. Do you still want to get together knowing that?"
"Yes" he said eagerly.
She gave him her address. "I'll be waiting for you" she said as she
hung up the phone. She would see just how far he would go.
His cock got hard in his pants just thinking about what had
happened the night before. He had scarcely walked through the door when
he had his dick out of his pants and stroking it. Nothing he had ever
done could compare. And now Cindy wanted to do it again. He could
hardly wait.
Jennifer talked Laurie into going to the club with her and Cheryl.
Well, she really didn't have to twist her arm or anything like that.
Laurie hadn't been there since returning from Rio. She was more than
ready. Jennifer spent the better part of 2 hours explaining to Cheryl
exactly where they were going, and what the young woman could expect.
Cheryl thought it was all a little hard to take at first. But as you
can see, she was becoming quickly caught up in the whole scene.
Cindy considered making elaborate preparations for the impending
arrival of Brad, but decided against it. Opting instead for a more
spontaneous type of flow. The only thing she did do was to take a quick
shower and adorned herself in comfortable slacks and shirt. After
making a fast check of her make-up, she made a drink and turned on the
TV, waiting for her evening's date to arrive.
Cheryl sat in the backseat of Jennifer's car and listened intently
to the conversation her and Laurie were engaged in. Laurie was telling
her how she hoped to meet up with Von Kerr. Jennifer had another idea
for later that night. But she was going to the club to more or less
introduce Cheryl to a few people. She was sure that the night would
turn out the way she wished.
Brad stood at the address Cindy had given him and listened to the
television playing inside. He knocked on the door and looked around the
yard as he waited for Cindy to open it. He heard the television being
turned off before the door opened for him.
"Hi Babe, no trouble finding the place did you?" Brad shook his head as
he studied her face.
"Nah.. I know this neighborhood" Cindy gestured for him to enter as she
walked into the house. He followed her and stood just inside the door,
taking the house in. He kinda stood with his hands in his pockets not
quite sure of what to do now that he was there. He would rely on Cindy
to let him know what she wanted to do.
Cindy, on the other hand, had no intentions of leading the way
tonight. She would talk to him for a bit then leave the rest up to him.
She offered him a chair which he gratefully accepted. He felt more than
just a little uncomfortable standing there. He sat down and tried to
relax.
Cindy sat on another chair and crossed her legs. "Well, what have
you got planned for me tonight, lover boy?" she taunted him. Brad
thought for a moment before replying "I haven't really thought about
it" He bluffed. Cindy sat unmoved and recrossed her legs.
"Well, i'll tell you what. Whatever you want, all you have to do is
tell me.. or just do it. But you get no suggestions except to see a box
of things I have in my room." He nodded as if he understood. He really
didn't have the slightest idea of what she was talking about.
"Uhhh, would you like me to get that box for you?" She asked.. knowing
fully well that he didn't have the foggiest notion of what to do.
"Yeah, that might be a good idea." She stood up from her chair and
pointed toward the bar.
"Well, feel free to make yourself a drink if you want. I'll be right
back" Cindy left the room and left Brad to himself.
The three ladies found themselves an empty table and ordered a
round of drinks. Cheryl sat in complete awe of the surroundings. This
club had to be the most elaborate lounge she had ever seen. She sipped
at her drink and studied some of the people in attendance that evening.
Jennifer was looking around as if she were expecting to find someone
special there.
She really wasn't looking for anyone in particular. Just looking
for the first available submissive to assist her in her idea. She
spotted 3 women sitting in an opposite corner of the club and
recognized a girl she only knew as Myra among them. Thinking back, Myra
was the one who was into the scene heavier than anyone she had known.
Yeah, she would do nicely. Jennifer excused herself and went to that
table. Leaving Cheryl and Laurie alone for a moment. Laurie was a bit
disappointed that she would not be able to have any fun while she was
there. Jennifer had instructed her not to go into the back with
anyone.. That they would not be there very long. So her and Cheryl
chatted mostly about the decorating business while they waited for
Jennifer.
Jennifer returned with Myra in tow. Laurie had met her once before
and remembered that she really didn't care for the woman. Something
about the way she talked just gave her the creeps. But she knew better
than be anything but civil to the new arrival. It was then than the
dominatrix announced her plans for the night.
"Ok ladies. We're all gonna leave and go to Laurie's house. I have
something special for you three."
Cindy set the box down in front of the chair Brad was sitting in
and returned to her own chair. Brad looked down into the box and
noticed several things he had never seen before then. Cindy gave him a
come hither smile while he looked through the contents. The cuffs and
whips he knew. But there were a few things he couldn't begin to try to
imagine what they were for. She noticed him looking pretty hard at a
ball gag. Then watched as he put it aside and then pick up a torturous
set of clamps Marvin had made a few years before. Cindy closed her eyes
as she remembered having them biting into her tender nipples and
cuntlips. Oh how she had cried out in pain when they were applied at
the tightest setting.
Brad continued his search through an array of butt plugs,
vibrators, and a half burned candle. Thinking about it, he remembered
seeing a movie where a girl had candle wax dripped on her tits. Cindy
was becoming a bit restless as she watched him rummaging through her
toys. "Well, see anything that interests you?"
He looked up startled, almost forgetting that she was there.
"Yeah" he said slowly. "And you like all of this?" He asked
"I sure do." she said simply.. restlessly crossing her legs again. He
had found some pictures that Cindy had forgotten about. Before she
could ask him not to look at them, he was already leafing through the
stack. The pictures depicted Cindy in various stages of undress.. and
in various types of restraints. She got up and made herself another
drink while he busied himself on the photos.
He set the photos back in the box and looked up at Cindy as she
made her drink. "I can do anything I want?"
She didn't bat an eyelash.. "Anything you want. What would you like to
do?" he thought for a moment, his cock strained against his pants as he
had gotten turned on from seeing the pictures.
"Can I watch while you p play with yourself?" She considered him for a
second.
"Is that what you want me to do?" He nodded...
"How do you want me to do it?" He shook his head.
"It doesn't matter".. Cindy let out an audible sigh.
"Sweetie, you have to tell me exactly what you want.. and how you want
it."
Brad was having a bit of trouble adjusting to the situation. he
understood what it was Cindy was telling him. But somehow, he couldn't
see himself being forceful.
"I really don't know what to do" he confessed to here.. feeling a bit
silly after being told he could do anything he wanted to her.
"I promised myself that I wouldn't help you tonight. If you can't
think of anything, maybe you should just go home."
They stood in a triangle.. Myra slightly on the side of Laurie.
Laurie on the side of Cheryl... etc.. Jennifer had all three remove
their clothes and stand in this formation. Each girl was given a
paddle... Jennifer detailed the rules of the "game" she had in mind.
"When I say go, you paddle the ass in front of you. When I say turn..
You turn and paddle the ass in front of you like you did before. The
loser is the one with the reddest ass when I say stop.. That person
gets caned across the ass and thighs while the other two play round
two."
The thought of getting caned after being paddled sent nervous flutters
through each stomach as they looked at the girl in front of them. The
way the little contest was set up, the person one girl would be
paddling would in turn be paddling them when the order to turn came.
"Ok ladies.. GO!"
DECEPTIVE MOVEMENTS
CHAPTER 7
"Alright, why don't you pull you pants down then?" he asked with a
definite sarcastic tone in his voice. He was a little miffed at what
she had said to him.
"Quit asking and start commanding if you want me to do something." she
retorted a bit frostily. She was beginning to get his goat, which was
exactly what she wanted to do.
"Take your pants down, then!" He said in a more domineering voice.
Cindy nodded and did as he told her, her slacks quickly fluttered down
her legs as she undid them.
Now she stood with her slacks bunched up around her ankles, still
wearing her shirt and panties. She gazed toward him and waited for what
he would do next. He told her to remove her panties and sit on the
sofa. She did so and padded to the sofa, where she placed her now bare
ass down as he commanded.
Brad stood and moved to a vantage point where he was facing her.
She looked at him in silence.. Just waiting.
"Show me your cunt" He said.. Cindy's legs slowly parted. revealing the
gash that was hidden between. She began to get turned on as she felt
the air of the room splashing on her exposed pussy.
"Use your fingers.. open the lips and play with it"
She emitted a slight moan as her fingertips played over the inner lips
of her cunt.
"Go on.. let me see you rub your clit" She moved the pad of her index
finger to it, and gasped as she began to manipulate the bud of her
clit. "Oooh yes"
"You like playing with yourself, Cindy?" he asked
"mmmmmm Yes sir!"
"Put a finger inside.. tell me if it's wet"
"Ummmmmmmmm.. Ooo yes sir.. it's wet" her eyes were closed as her index
finger was buried in her cunt.
Myra cracked the paddle across Laurie's bare ass twice before
either of the other women could raise their own. Laurie cried out and
heard a sharp *Thwack* as Cheryl brought her's into sharp contact with
Myra's ass.
Laurie looked up at her target as a 3rd and 4th stroke from Myra
stung her bottom. Laurie didn't feel like being caned so she began to
swing her paddle at Cheryl.. Myra cried out as Cheryl began to send a
steady rain of strokes toward her. Cheryl finally felt Laurie's paddle
striking her ass. She flinched as she sent another stroke onto Myra's
bottom.
Jennifer stood back and watched the "game" being played in front of
her. Several cries of pain and a few choked sobs came from the group as
each ass was being paddled. Now she told them to turn.. Myra used her
paddle on Cheryl, while Cheryl spanked Laurie's ass and Laurie paddled
Myra.
Now it was revenge time. each woman was now using their paddle on
the reddened bottom of the one who had previously paddled them. The
cries became sharper as the accumulated effect of the spankings began
to mount up.
It seemed as if the contest was going to be close. Jennifer called
for them to stop after 2 minutes. Three teary eyed ladies now stood
with stinging bottoms as Jennifer walked to judge the first round. She
had them stand together and face away from her.
Jennifer studied the delectable sight for a few lingering moments
before she pronounced that Cheryl was the loser. Laurie squeezed the
young woman's hand as she looked terror stricken. Being the loser meant
that she would have her already reddened ass caned. Cheryl wasn't sure
she would be able to take it.
"Ok Cheryl, You go kneel in that corner facing the wall." Jennifer
said to the girl. Cheryl nodded pitifully and did as her new mistress
bid her.
Jennifer picked up two dildos from a table and gave one to each of
the remaining contestants. She told them to get em strapped on. As they
strapped the rubber pricks to their waists, Jennifer gave them some
vaseline and had them lubricate the dildos.
"Round two will be this.... " She started as Laurie and Myra
greased up the poles protruding from them. "Your objective is to fuck
your opponent's ass with your dildo" Myra considered letting Laurie
win.. that is until Jennifer explained that the loser would have to
keep the dildo buried in her asshole for the remainder of the night.
"There will be no punching whatsoever.. other than that. anything goes"
She separated the combatants and then said.. "GO!".. The two women
came together in a flurry and hair and arms.. wrestling each other to
the ground.. Once on the ground, Myra began to assert her strength and
quickly overpowered Laurie and bulldogged her to her stomach..
Myra couldn't quite keep the redhead pinned down with her body, so
she had to use a combination of her legs and one arm to keep the woman
on her stomach.. With the other hand, She guided her fake prick to
Laurie's asscheeks, Bouncing it up against the puckered hole
underneath. Laurie wiggled her ass a little too much for Myra to get
the dildo in..
Finally getting frustrated, Myra let go of Laurie with the arm she
was using to hold her down.. and brought it to the dildo in an effort
to push it inside the tender anus of the sexy redheaded woman under
her. As she took aim with the dildo, Laurie heaved backwards and caught
Myra with an elbow on her forehead. Myra fell backward off balanced and
smacked her head pretty hard against the carpeted floor.
The fall left her in a rather dazed state.. Laurie got up to her
knees and quickly noticed that her opponent was somewhat out of it...
Not letting the opportunity pass, she bounded over and turned Myra over
on her stomach, then guiding the dildo to her asshole, began pressing
it in. Myra grunted out loud as the head popped passed her sphincter.
Myra was still a bit dazed, but alert enough to know that she had
been beat and was in the process of having a dildo forced into her
asshole. She did her best to relax as she felt Laurie pressed her hips
forward.
"You like playing with your pussy, like that?" Brad asked the older
woman sitting on the sofa.
"Oh yes sir, It feels good" She purred at him.
"You feel like you might come?" He wanted to know.
"Yes!.. I'm almost there".. He smiled
"Ahhh, But just suppose that I don't want you to come?"
"Oh please sir!.. Let me come" She begged..
"Nope... stop playing with yourself" He commanded of her.
Reluctantly, Cindy pulled her fingers away from her moist cunt. She
whimpered at being stopped before she could come.
"Take your shirt off" She pulled the pullover shirt over her head and
set it alongside of her on the sofa. Cindy sat before him stark naked,
with her thighs still opened.
"Pinch your nipples"
Cindy let her hands brush over the swell of her tits and let her
fingers grasp the strawberry colored nubs, she lightly pinched down on
them.
Brad went to her and placed his hands over her's. He applied
pressure to her fingers, causing them to pinch down with more force on
her nipples. Cindy winced as the pain began to shoot through her tender
breasts. As Brad applied more pressure and the pain became more
intense, her breathing became heavier.
He brushed her hands away and began to pinch them himself.. Cindy
cried out as his rough fingers began twisting harder.
"Ohhhhhh!.." He kneeled between her still spread legs so he could see
her face as he tortured her nipples. Cindy let her hands rest on his
shoulders.. Her eyes were closed as the intense pain continued to sear
through her body.
"Open your eyes!".. She obeyed him and instantly felt the shock of his
fingers applying more pressure than before. He smiled as she flinched
and gripped his shoulders a bit tighter.
Now he looked toward the box of things Cindy had brought to him. He
released her nipples and retrieved the box.... Cindy watched in
nervous anticipation as he brought out the homemade clamps. He tested
the tightness on his finger, turning the little screw making it clamp
tighter.
He smiled at Cindy who squirmed slightly on the sofa. He opened the
clamps and help them only inches from her nipples.. Watching the
reaction on her face as she looked into his eyes.
Myra sobbed into the carpet as she felt the dildo invading her
bowels... She had enjoyed getting fucked in the ass on several
occasions, But Laurie was being pitiless in burying the rubber cock
into her. Jennifer encouraged her slave from where she stood...
"Go on, Laurie.. Fuck her ass good."
Jennifer looked over to where Cheryl was kneeling in the corner.
Softly crying as she awaited her fate. She called to her...
"Cheryl.. crawl over there and lick Laurie's ass while she fucks Myra"
"He.. her ass ma'am?"
"Isn't that what I said?"
"Y Y yes Ma'am"
"Well, get over there then!"
"Yes ma'am" she whispered...
Cheryl turned on all fours and slowly crawled to where Laurie was
lying on top of Myra...She stared at Laurie's bouncing asscheeks for
several seconds before placing her hands on the Redhead's hips and
brought her face closer.
Laurie cooed into Myra's ear as she felt Cheryl's tongue fluttering
around her asshole. Myra groaned when Laurie began fucking her ass with
more force. "Ungggg!".. The pain from Laurie's entry lessened , the
telltale pangs of pleasure began to swirl inside of Myra.
Now she not only accepted her defeat, but pushed her ass back as
Laurie's strokes glided into her with a thrilling resistance. The whole
thing had not gone without it's effect on Jennifer... she felt her cunt
juicing.. She reached under her skirt and removed her panties.
She went over to where Myra was now enjoying her ass fuck. Sitting
down in front of her, Jennifer raised her skirt and spread her legs..
Myra didn't need to be told what to do.. her hands flew out and grabbed
Jennifer as her mouth mashed against her pussy.
Cindy cried out when the clamps closed over her nipples.
"Ohhhh Shit!!" Her eyes began to get misty as the sharp teeth bit into
her tender flesh. Her knuckles whitened as she held on to Brad's
shoulders. He got tired of the way she was grabbing him, so he made her
put her hands behind her back. As she moved her hands as per his order,
He got out the handcuffs and fastened them to her wrists..
He turned the screws on the clamps, causing Cindy's eyes to widen
in pain as they got tighter. "Oooooo Please, sir.. It hurts" She said
pleadingly. Brad shrugged.. He thought that was the idea. looking at
the light chain that was connected to the clamps, he figured that the
clamps on the other end were supposed to go on her pussy lips... and
not wanting to misuse the clamps... He took the bottom clamps in his
hands..
Cindy held her breath while he moved them closer to her dampening
pussy. They maintained eye contact while the steel of the clamps opened
and quickly closed on her cunt lips.
"Awwwwwwwooooo" escaped from her lips as the pain from both her tits
and cunt mingled somewhere deep inside of her. She still gazed at him
adoringly while he got into torturing the older woman.
He was young and inexperienced. But Cindy knew that if she kept him
around long enough, he would become a master of the game (Pardon the
pun). His interest seemed to raise with each sound Cindy let escape
from her lips. He was still kneeling between her legs, fingering the
chain that connected all the clamps to each other.
Laurie was the first to reach orgasm. The combination of Cheryl
licking her ass, and the base of the dildo jabbing against her clit as
she fucked into Myra's asshole sent electrifying sparks of delight
through her body. Jennifer grabbed hold of Myra's hair and kept her
face firmly against her cunt. Myra expertly rolled her tongue over the
dominant woman's clit.. moving it down every now and then to lick at
the juices that seeped from her hole.
Cheryl was the only one not receiving some kind of clitoral
stimulation. although the effects of the paddling and the thrill of
what she was doing right then WERE playing havoc with her pussy.
"Ohhh yess.. I'm gonna come!" Laurie shouted into Myra's ear.. the
realization sent Myra into a come of her own. Laurie relaxed and let
her weight rest on Myra's back. Jennifer came under Myra's tongue only
seconds after Myra herself shot over the top.
Finally they all fell apart. Laurie was instructed to unstrap the
dildo from her waist and leave it embedded in Myra's asshole. As Laurie
did so, Jennifer got up and picked up the thin cane she had selected
for this game. She told a teary eyed Cheryl to kneel with her head on
the floor and her bottom high in the air.
The young woman sniffled as she moved to obey her mistress'
command. When her ass was presented to Jennifer, she swatted it smartly
with the cane. "*SWIIIISH!*
"Ummmph!.. Ooooh!" Cheryl yelled into her arm that was cradling her
head. 4 cuts on her fleshy asscheeks and 2 more on the top of her
thighs had the pretty brunette sobbing uncontrollably.. She fell onto
her side, not being able to withstand any more.
Cheryl's ass and thighs now sported 6 weals from the cane Jennifer
had smacked against her. Her tears flowed freely as Jennifer told her
to get up off the floor. Cheryl struggled to stand as Jennifer then
instructed the other two women to rise.
Now that the "game" was completed, Jennifer took Myra to Laurie's
bedroom, leaving Laurie and Cheryl alone for the night.
Brad pressed his lips to Cindy's and let his tongue spear forward
into her mouth. She returned his kiss lovingly as his hands grasped her
behind the neck. He kissed her for a few seconds then stood and told
her to kneel on the floor. She quickly fell to her knees and looked up
to see him lean over the box and pick up a ping pong paddle.
"I'll bet you've been naughty, haven't you?" He asked her
Cindy smiled at the question.. She would not need to beg him for it
tonight..
"Yes, sir. I HAVE been a naughty girl" The pain of the clamps became
bearable as her pussy lips and nipples began to numb from the pinching.
"Well, it's a good thing I came over tonight." He said to her.
"What are you gonna do, sir?" she asked in a small voice, anticipating
the whipping to come.
"I dunno.. I'd really like to see how all this stuff works. You don't
mind do you?"
Cindy moaned under her breath.. Lord, if he wanted to try ALL of
the stuff in that box, she was definitely in for a long night.
"I don't know if that's such a good idea." She said in all seriousness.
Cindy was all ready to have a good time with this guy. But for some
reason, she couldn't envision what he wanted to do.
"Why not just choose two or three things that interest you the most?"
She offered helpfully.
Brad laughed softly, "That's just it. EVERYTHING in here interests me."
Cindy shifted her weight. Kneeling was becoming a little
uncomfortable for her. Brad seemed to consider her suggestion for a
minute.
"Well, you did tell me that I could do whatever I wanted"
She sighed heavily. Cindy had to admit to herself that she had told him
that.
"You haven't changed your mind, have you?" he wanted to know.
"No, I haven't changed my mind..." She said "It's just that it would
take too long to experiment with everything in there"
"Too long?.. Do you have something to do early in the morning or
anything like that?"
Cindy was trapped by her own words. She slowly shook her head in
negation to his last question.
"Good. Then it's settled" She resigned herself to her predicament.
"Yes, sir. I suppose it is." she said sullenly.
"I think i'll start with this paddle" he said raising the paddle up for
her to see. Cindy nodded, eyes downcast.
"Hmmmm, turn around and lean over the sofa." he ordered. She did as she
was told, her head laid on the seat of the sofa, turned to one side as
she presented her ass for him to with what he pleased.
Brad kneeled on the side of the prone woman. He brought the paddle
up and took aim on the swell of her rounded asscheeks. Cindy knew from
experience that if she clenched her muscles, the strokes would hurt
twofold. So, she did her best to keep her bottom relaxed and compliant.
He smacked first the left cheek, then the right in rapid order. Not
too hard, but enough to fill the air with 2 sharp reports. Cindy
twisted her flanks in a vain attempt to avoid the paddle. A third
stroke fell on her left cheek and quickly another on her right.
"Uhhhhhhh" came from within her lips as the heated caress of the paddle
warmed her ass.
He surprised her by smacking first the right, then the left cheek
on the third trip. it may not sound like a big deviation, but the break
of routine caused the older blonde to cry out in surprise more than
anything.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" Brad made her turn her head to the other side so he could
watch her face as he applied the paddle to her fleshy derriere.
The paddle itself wasn't causing Cindy a whole lot of discomfort,
but the clamps on her tits and cuntlips were driving her crazy as the
pressure on her ass caused her weight to fall deeper into the sofa..
This in turn caused the clamps to move.. sending more hot pain to her
brain.
He saw her flinch and wince at every new stroke of the paddle. He
knew that he wasn't hitting her that hard... But each stroke was having
an effect nonetheless. He set the paddle aside and picked up a light,
swishy cane. Cindy couldn't see what he had picked up because of the
way her head was turned.
As usual, the things being done to her had set her on fire. Being
made to stop fingering her cunt before she could come made everything
else seem a bit more intense. She breathed heavily as she knelt over
the sofa, hands bound behind her back. Waiting with mixed feelings, for
what Brad would do next.
Cindy heard the light swishing sound of something cutting through
the air. Then felt a searing stinging sensation on the bottom part of
her ass. Brad apparently liked the way her voice cracked as she begged
him not to use the cane on her, because he quickly stopped her
pleadings with another sharp cut to the widest part of her bottom,
causing her to stop pleading and start yelling for a moment..
DECEPTIVE MOVEMENTS
CHAPTER 8
"Ohh please!... Not the cane!.. It hurts tooooo OOOOOOOOOWWW!... Ooooh
shit!" Cindy let her displeasure at being whipped with the thin cane be
known.
After slashing a 3rd cut onto Cindy's defenseless ass, Brad tossed
the cane aside.. Not really caring for the effects. Cindy was shaking
from where she leaned over the sofa.
"You didn't like that?" he asked her..
"N N no sir. It hurts TOO much." Cindy answered tearfully.
"I can understand that, but why do you have it?"
"I in case you think I need to be severely punished, sir"
Brad was beginning to get confused again. "Cindy, can we stop and
talk.. I really need to ask a lot of questions."
Cindy struggled to rise up on her knees, and turn to look at him. There
were still tears in her eyes making them shine a bright blue as she
gazed at Brad.
"Sure, but you have to promise to let me come. You've made me HOT,
sweetie!" He couldn't help but smile at her.
"You got a deal." he replied. "Can I sit on the sofa?" She asked
hopefully.. He nodded and watched as she got up on the sofa, Clamps and
cuffs still attached.
"Ok," he started. "I understand that you like getting spanked and
all that. But why WOULD you have something around that you really don't
like having used on you?"
"Let me see if I can explain this to you" She said... "If you or anyone
I know were upset with me and felt I needed to be whipped severely, I
would take it willingly."
"What do you mean, `anyone you know'"
"I mean, dominant people I know. Like Jennifer for instance"
"Alright, but I thought this was all in fun?" Cindy frowned at him.
"Well it is all in fun. Plus it all makes me soooo hot"
"But you would allow someone to hurt you with a cane if they wanted
to?"
"Yes, that's right."
"Even though you don't like it?"
"Well, It's not that I don't like it. I don't like the way the cane
feels when it's used on me. But I would let someone use it on me
because I like the fact that I am not in control of it."
"You mean submissive?"
"Exactly. It turns me on to be submissive. And even if it means getting
whipped with a cane, it turns me on."
"Ok, That's very interesting. Are you married or anything like that?"
Cindy laughed out loud.
"Now this is sure one helluva time to ask THAT!"
"Well," He blushed "I didn't think to ask until now.. I really like you
a lot"
"Awwwww, That's sweet. No, babe. I'm divorced, not seeing anyone
special either."
"How would you feel about being with someone younger?"
"Hmmm.. Doesn't you being here tonight answer that question for you?"
"Kinda.. No I mean like on a steady basis?"
"Oh. Well I don't know.. Is that a proposal?"
"It might be, are you interested?"
"I might be" She teased him. "But really, I don't want to see just one
person exclusively."
"Oh, neither do I, really. I got the impression that dominant and
submissive people did a lot of seeing others as a rule"
"Ummmmmm, More or less."
"I can deal with that. Do you know if Cheryl is the same way as you?"
"Cheryl?.. Oh yeah... I would think so.. Being at Jennifer's house"
"Hmmmmmm, I'd like to spank her ass." Cindy shot him a mock look of
dismay
"I'm jealous!.. " She taunted him. He gave it right back..
"Well.. if you can see others.. so can I!"
"hahahhaa.. Touche'!"
Brad got up and walked to the sofa. Cindy turned her face up and
peered into his eyes. He reached down and brought her to her feet. Then
slowly kissed her passionately as his hands moved over her back and
asscheeks.
Cindy kissed back and rubbed her cunt over his growing crotch. As they
broke the kiss, Cindy's mouth was at his ear..
"Take me, baby... i'm all your's" He took her.
He cupped an asscheek in each hand and squeezed as she continued to
rotate her hips against him. His fingers felt the heat radiating from
her soft bottom. She groaned in his ear as he played with her sore ass.
What she wanted right then, was to get fucked.. and fucked hard.
"Oh, babe.. Take your cock out and shove it in me!.. I'm so hot!" He
rubber his pelvis against her..
"That what you want?" He was teasing her now. The clamps made their
presence known with all the rubbing going on between them.
"Ummmmmm.. Oh yes.. give it to me!" She nipped at his neck while he
busied himself with her asscheeks. He felt her wetness as her juices
soaked into his jeans.
"Time to experiment some more, first" He told her matter of factly.
"Ohhh" she said softly.. He was probing her asscrack with his eager
fingers, he saw what he wanted in the box as he looked over her
shoulder.
Brad left her standing as he left her to retrieve the butt plug
from the box of goodies. Cindy shuddered with excitement when she saw
him pick up the bulb shaped plug.
He walked behind her and pressed the plug to her asscheeks. It parted
them and nosed her rosehole. Cindy squirmed out of it's way.
"Nooo.. Not dry!" She screamed a little too loud "Put some vaseline on
it first" Cindy knew the agony of having plugs shoved into her ass
without the help of lubrication. She knew it would go in, but not
without a lot of screaming on her part.
"Excuse me, are you hollering at me?" He asked sarcastically
"I'm sorry sir" she murmured in remorse.
"Sorry huh? That doesn't do it. I want you to explain why you felt the
need to raise your voice to me." He told her.. catching on to the
game.
"I didn't want you to put the plug in me dry, sir"
"Oh" He said. "I wasn't aware that you had any say in the matter."
"Damn him!" she thought.. "The bastard is teasing me!"..
"No sir, I don't have any choice. If you want to put it in dry, you
can" He raised an eyebrow.
"Oh.... thank you for your... permission" He said in an icy tone.
He walked around to her front, still holding the plug between his
fingers.
"Are you usually allowed to raise your voice, Cindy?" She lowered her
eyes in a submissive gesture.
"No, sir. I am never to raise my voice." He nodded
"Yeah, that's what I figured." A slight pause for effect. "Then I guess
you'll have to be punished, won't you?"
"Yes, sir" she whispered.
"Bend over" he said commandingly... Cindy was thrilled at the new
confidence in his voice.. She bent at the waist. Legs slightly spread.
Brad again pressed the plug to her asshole and used the other hand
to hold one of the nether cheeks apart. Cindy groaned loudly as she
felt the agonizing pain of the plug beginning it's descent into her
bowels. Her blue eyes brimmed with tears as the pointed tip penetrated
her sphincter and began to burrow inside. Cindy knew that her asshole
was elastic enough to accommodate the invasion, but not without a few
anxious moments as it widened.
She cried out unashamedly when it got to the widest part. Brad
licked his lips as he watched the plug stretching the wrinkled little
hole. Cindy had straightened up and was trying to evade the onslaught
as the widest past neared the entry point. Brad wrapped his arm around
her waist to hold her still and relentlessly pressed the plastic plug
inward.
"Ohhhhh.. Owwwwwww!..It hurts!" Cindy sobbed. It was as if he hadn't
heard her crying. He pressed until the bulb shaped plug was finally
nestled in her ass to it's capacity.
Cindy thought he seemed determined to see just how far he could go
with her. When he stood up behind her she instinctively tensed. His
hands were on her shoulders, pressing down. He pressed until she got
the idea and sank to her knees.
Brad walked around and stood facing the older woman. He unzipped
his fly and brought out his hard cock. Watching how her asshole opened
and swallowed the plug had the lump of meat in his pants throbbing for
release. Cindy looked straight ahead as Brad rubbed his prick on her
cheeks and nose. Precum oozed out of the little slit and became sticky
on her face.
Now he held his prick out to her lips... Cindy got the idea quickly
and parted her lips to let it slide into her mouth. She was a little
afraid of him trying to force too much into her, he had seemed to
change in a matter of minutes. There was no doubt in her mind that he
knew exactly what he was doing at that point. The idea thrilled her to
no end. though.
Wriggling a little as she became accustomed to the plug in her ass,
she let her tongue swirl over the mushroom head of his cock. His hands
reached out and held her behind the neck as he pushed his hips forward,
causing his prick to bump into the roof of Cindy's mouth. She could
feel her pussy contract when she got a whiff of the heady odor of his
blue veined dagger. She let her lips close around it and applied
suction.
Brad looked down at the sight before him. Seeing the attractive
older woman on her knees, hands bound behind her back, clamps on her
nipples and cuntlips as she sucked on his prick like it was a popsicle
made him want to spill his load into her throat right then and there.
The only thing that kept him from exploding on the spot was that he
wanted to spill his load deep inside of Cindy's dripping cunt. He had
stopped her from coming just as she was at the brink, and along with
the whipping and the plugging.. The woman was going crazy on the floor.
The slurping sounds as she sucked his cock got louder as she worked it
with her mouth and tongue with growing urgency.
Cindy whimpered and looked imploringly up at him when he pulled his
prick away from her lips. She watched with growing anticipation while
he removed his clothes. Now he stood naked with his cock jutting out
like a sword. He made cindy assume the position she had when he paddled
her. Kneeling against the sofa, leaning forward over it. Her asscheeks
opened slightly to reveal her plug filled asshole.
Brad got into position behind her and guided his prick to the
waiting cavern between her thighs. It was a primitive cry of release
that emitted from the blonde slave's throat when she felt the much
needed penetration.
The fantastic feeling of her cunt enveloping his cock like a velvet
glove caused Brad to groan loudly behind her. Cindy pushed her ass back
toward him as she felt his pubic hairs against her asscheeks. He leaned
over and grasped her shoulders, using them for leverage to pound her
opened cunt with savage fury.
Each bone jarring thrust from the young man nearly took Cindy's
breath away. She did her best to match each stroke with a backwards
push of her own. All the earlier playing and teasing had it's very
profound effect on the older woman. She whimpered and gurgled out her
pleasure as Brad kept slamming against the backs of her spread thighs
with his own.
Her face contorted into a mask of unrecognizable expressions. Of
course the mixture of the pain she felt from the clamps, and plug in
her ass... coupled with the mounting force of the thrusting prick
buried in her pussy turned her into a complete mass of jelly inside.
"Ooooh gawd.. oo yes, baby.. baby.. soo good!" She mumbled
incoherently into the cushioned seat of the sofa. Brad felt the crisis
coming upon him rapidly.. His grip on her shoulders tightened as his
thrusts became shorter and more powerful. Cindy knew he was about to
splatter his load into her cunt. The realization caused sparks to shoot
off in her convulsing pussy. She thrust her ass as high as she could
manage to receive the full force of each stroke.
The pleasure filled woman became aware of only that hot cock
pistoning into her warm, wet cunt. Everything else around her was
non-existent as her orgasm transported her into never-never land. She
tightened her muscles almost inhumanly at first, then screamed into
the sofa as she forced herself to relax. Brad battered her cunt from
behind while her climax took her to parts unknown. His own come
demanded to be reckoned with at this particular time.. He let his
weight fall upon her back when his cock spurted out it's fiery prize.
Cindy murmured contentedly as her passion had been temporarily
saturated. But she had no doubt that she would be well able to continue
should her young lion choose to. Brad had produced the key to the
handcuffs and was now releasing her arms from the bondage they had been
in.
Once the cuffs had been removed, Cindy extracted the clamps
herself. She groaned in pleasure-pain as the returning circulation made
her nipples throb. She rose up on her knees when Brad's cock softened
and slipped from her box. She turned and leaned against him.. Cindy
wanted to be held for awhile. Together, they managed to climb up on the
sofa and lay in each other's arms.
"Mmmmmmmm" Cindy moaned in his ear. "I think i'm gonna sleep very well
tonight!"
Cindy awoke still lying on the sofa, Brad was idly fingering the
plug still inserted in her asshole. She had no idea of how long she had
been asleep. She whimpered a little while he twisted the bulb shaped
plug back n forth. "Ooooo you're gonna get me started again if you keep
that up" she giggled in his ear.
Actually, that's exactly what he had in mind. His fingers slipped
down and began to tease the puffy mound of her cunt. Cindy shifted a
little to allow his exploring fingers better access. As Brad found the
crack of her pussy, she opened her eyes and looked up to see she had
only been asleep about an hour or so.
His fingers were beginning to do exactly what Cindy had earlier
predicted. She locked her lips against his and wiggled her ass in slow
circles while he fingered her clit and cunt. When she felt her pussy
was wet enough to fuck again, she climbed up and straddled his hips.
Using her hand to guide his prick to her hole, she let her weight sink
down on him...groaning as it disappeared inside of her again....
Cindy thought that it would be exciting to make a habit out of
seeing Brad. The mere fact that she was 15 years his senior was
thrilling enough. But his eager inexperience in the B&D game sent
shivers up and down her spine. Not that he could do anything that was
new to her. But being new to HIM made it all seem that much more fun.
It would be a lot of fun for Cindy to have him around while he learned
both from exploring, and from teachings by Cindy herself.
Donna was on her knees sucking his cock with her hands tied behind
her back. her bottom showed the telltale signs of a whipping she had
received minutes earlier. His hands entwined themselves in her hair
while she slurped and nibbled on the prong he held on her face.
This was where Donna had been going after Laurie and her had
knocked off work for the day. Now that Cheryl had joined them, she was
getting off earlier and hurrying to her new boyfriend's apartment. She
knew that Jennifer had found out what was going on, but she wasn't sure
if Ron knew. Not that it mattered, Ron had always told her that was
free to see whoever she wanted.
He pushed off with his hands knocking her abruptly on her back.
Donna looked up at him and saw the sneer on his face that both
thrilled, and frightened her at the same time.
"How much money do you think she's making?" He asked her.
"I'm not sure, sir. Probably 4000.00 a month." He let out a small
whistle.
"Not bad. And you say Jennifer is her mistress?" Donna caught a strange
look in his eye.
"Yes sir." She said. "Yeah, that Jennifer was always a hot little
bitch. never would have figured her for a lez though."
"Oh, Jennifer isn't a lesbian, sir. Neither is Laurie" Donna said in
their defense.
He knelt between her slightly parted legs, taking them in his hands and
pushing them back. Donna had to lay back as he placed his cock at the
small opening of her cunt and pressed it in.
Donna was in the bathroom getting dressed when he walked in behind
her and encircled her waist with his arms.
"John!" She squealed. "I have to get dressed and go home.. It's late."
"Oh, I know that baby. I just wanted to squeeze you again before you
go."
"Mmmmmmm.. Maybe in a few weeks I'll talk to Ron and move in with you,,
Would you like that?" She asked, twisting in his arms until she faced
him.
"Yeah. Well, remember what I told you about Laurie.. I want you to
introduce me to her." Donna had just shrugged when he asked for an
introduction.
"Sure, I remember. Maybe next weekend, ok?" She had been a bit taken
back at all the interest he had shown in her boss. But he had told her
that Laurie was someone he knew a long time ago.
DECEPTIVE MOVEMENTS
CHAPTER 9
Laurie was beginning to grow farther and farther apart from
Jennifer since they had returned from Rio. It wasn't anything that
either of them had done. It's just that she had a lot of work to catch
up on when she got back, and Jennifer's new friendship with Cheryl had
them going in different directions.
They still remained the best of friends like they always had been.
Even when Jennifer became her mistress they were friends first and
foremost. Laurie wasn't upset or bitter about the recent turn of
events, but her sexy bottom and pussy were itching for a lot of
attention than she hadn't been getting.
The attention was being given almost exclusively to Cheryl. Many
mornings, the young woman came to work with an extremely sore ass from
the night before. Laurie had to admit that she was a bit jealous of
Cheryl, not to mention envious. even Donna always seemed to have that
glow about her that exuded sexual satisfaction.
Oddly enough, Laurie got her greatest pleasure from Harold. They
had never enjoyed a sexual moment together. but they seemed to be very
comfortable in each other's company. As a matter of fact, Harold had
told her a few days before that he thought he was falling in love.
Laurie had giggled and told him that he'd better bring his new
boyfriend around so she could give him a once over.
His name was Bruce and Laurie thought he was kinda cute. She had
them over for dinner one evening and watched with growing amusement
how Harold seemed to be excited by his company. Bruce was a bit
younger, almost feminine looking. She had decided that he was a nice
guy and gave Harold her approval.
Oh well, Laurie got home on Friday evening, slipping into her
jogging shorts and t-shirt. She had gotten a book and was just settling
down to read it when the phone rang.
Donna called to tell her that she had someone that wanted to meet
her. Laurie wasn't doing anything so she invited them over. She could
use a bit of company.
Jennifer had Cheryl pinned to the ground on her stomach. Cheryl was
naked as Jennifer required her to be when in the house. Jennifer was
nearly naked herself, wearing only the teddy that she had worn to bed
the night before.
Both women were laughing as Jennifer sat on the small of the
younger woman's back. "Tell me what she said" Jennifer ordered her.
Through her laughter, Cheryl shouted "NO!" Jennifer starting tickling
her again, making Cheryl convulse into fits of more laughter.
Cheryl bucked and squirmed until she succeeded in ejecting Jennifer
from her back. she tried to get up but Jennifer was upon her again.
"Why won't you tell me?"
"She made me promise not to tell you!" They had been wrestling on
the carpet for about 5 minutes now. Jennifer had discovered by accident
that Cheryl was ticklish, so she used it to keep the younger woman in a
constant state of hysterical laughter.
"I'm gonna keep tickling you until you tell me!" Jennifer loved the way
Cheryl was always so playful.
"NEVAH!" She shouted, her sides ached from laughing so hard.
"Ok.. You asked for it!!" Jennifer dug her fingers into the girl's ribs
again.
Once again, Cheryl twisted and bucked until Jennifer fell off. This
time she rolled away and climbed to her knees. Her face was flushed
from all the laughing. Jennifer moved to grab her again, but Cheryl
surprised her by trying to tickle HER. As Cheryl's fingers came into
contact with the silk teddy she was wearing, Jennifer's hand suddenly
and sharply slapped Cheryl across the face.
Cheryl sobered quickly when she felt the sting of Jennifer's
fingers on her cheek. She was upset because they had been playing.
Jennifer was eyeing her severely, kneeling arm's length from her.
Cheryl was stunned more than hurt. But not stunned enough to keep her
from reacting by lashing out and slapping Jennifer's face in return.
Jennifer recoiled from the blow and narrowed her eyes. "Why you
little bitch!" she said and her hand flew out and slapped the young
woman again. Cheryl had tears in her eyes but returned Jennifer's
second slap with one of her own.
Jennifer raised her hand again, but stopped when she saw the hurt
look on Cheryl's face. Her eyes were glassy as she looked at Jennifer
in confusion and hurt. Jennifer held her arms out.. "Oh come here,
baby." he said.
Cheryl sobbed when she fell into Jennifer's arms. "Don't be mad at
me, Jen.. We were only playing"... Jennifer cradled her and rocked her
back and forth.
"I know, baby. I'm so sorry I got carried away." Cheryl was still
sniffling
"I just don't want you to be mad at me." Jennifer was shushing her
while the young girl leaned against her.
"I'm not mad at you sweetheart." She got up, "Come on. Let's go sit
down and talk."
Cheryl followed her to the sofa and sat next to her, leaning over
so Jennifer could hold her while she cried.
"Are you sure you're not mad?" Cheryl wanted to know.
"No. But I feel pretty bad about this." Jennifer said, stroking her
hair.
"I'll tell you what she said if you want."
"No no. That isn't important, sweetie. Don't worry about it."
"Ok" she whispered. Laying more heavily into her.
"I think maybe you should spank me, Cheryl" Jennifer told her
softly. Cheryl sat up and looked at her face.
"No, I don't want to" She said, shaking her head vigorously
"No Cheryl, I think you should."
"But why?.. I don't want to do that." She said again.
"Because I was wrong. I know it and now you should punish me."
"But I forgive you, Jen. I don't want to punish you." Jennifer smiled
at her and reached out to stroke her hair again.
"It's ok, sweetheart. I deserve it. And I want you to to it." Cheryl
was shaking her head.
"I won't like it." she said as if resigned to it.
"Nor would I. But you'll do it?" Jennifer asked.
Cheryl nodded her head slowly. "Only if you want me to."
"I do, baby." Jennifer got up from the sofa. "Let's get cleaned up and
have dinner. You'll punish me after we eat."
Cheryl really didn't want to do it. she would rather be the one
getting punished, instead of having to spank the older woman. She took
a shower and put on a robe as she joined Jennifer who had adorned
herself in shorts and a T-shirt.
Laurie opened the door and nearly jumped back in shock when she saw
who it was that Donna had brought over. Donna and John walked into the
house with Donna clinging to his arm. Laurie stood back with her mouth
opened, unable to say anything for a few moments.
"John!" she said. She could think of nothing else to say.
"You're looking good, Laurie." he said, appraising her body in the
jogging shorts she wore.
Donna was quite confused at this point, so Laurie explained to her
that John was her ex-husband. "Oh! You didn't tell me that, John." She
said. John just kind of glanced at her.
"Why don't you go ahead on home, babydoll... I want to talk to Laurie
alone." Donna looked stricken but she nodded and reached up to kiss his
cheek. She walked out and closed the door behind her.
Laurie wasn't sure how she should feel or react to this sudden
bombshell that had been dropped on her. John obviously knew how to
react.
"It's been a long time, baby. How have you been?" Laurie shook her head
clear and said "Oh, i've been great. How about you.. I thought you
moved out of town?" He smiled at her.
"Well, I got transferred back last month." Laurie nodded absent
mindedly.
"Well, come on in." She said quickly. "It's rather a surprise to see
you though."
"I tried to call you when I got in, but you'd changed your phone
number."
They sat on the sofa, Laurie offered him a drink which he declined
and told her that he just wanted to talk to her.
"Oh, ok. What did you want to talk to me about?" She said, crossing her
legs as she faced him.
"About you and I. You know i've really missed you, baby" He said, his
hand reached out and rested on her arm. Laurie ran her fingertip over
his hand.
"I've missed you too. I'd often thought about if I had done the right
thing or not in divorcing you."
"Well, do you think you did?"
"I thought so. Up until the time you walked through the door. Now i'm
not too sure."
"Maybe we could try again?" He asked hopefully. Laurie looked down
at his hand on her arm, then up into his eyes. She melted when she
looked at him. She knew that she still loved him, but wasn't sure she
could marry him again.
"I don't know, John. So many things have changed since then."
He nodded. "Ahhhh, You mean Jennifer?" Laurie looked surprised for a
moment, but then realised that he knew Donna.
"Not just that. I've been decorating again, and i've got more work than
I can handle by myself."
"Are you sorry that we got married?" Laurie shook her head.
"No, i've never been sorry. I loved you, John. I really did."
"You make it sound like you don't love me anymore." He said, striking a
nerve.
Laurie fought with her emotions for a long moment. A tear formed on
the corner of her eye. John saw it and gently brushed it away with the
back of his hand. Laurie caught his hand in both of hers and pressed it
to her face.
"Oh John... I'm so confused!" She said. John moved over and encircled
her with his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck and cried
openly against his shoulder.
Jennifer and Cheryl ate dinner in silence. A silence made thicker
by the scene they had just had a few minutes earlier. Cheryl ate slower
than usual, nervously looking about the room. While Jennifer remained
cool.
"What do you think about going out to the club tomorrow night?" She
asked her.
"Yeah, I think that would be fun. You know that man, Mr. Harris has the
hots for you?" Cheryl giggled.
"Oh?.. Did he tell you that?"
"No.. But a girl can tell" she said while she giggled at Jennifer.
Jennifer sat back and thought about George Harris. It might be
kinda nice to see him and find out what he's all about.
After dinner, they had coffee at the dining room table before
getting up to put the dishes away. Once that was done, Jennifer told
her to follow her into Jennifer's bedroom.
Cheryl lagged far behind but did as she was told and walked into
Jennifer's bedroom behind her. Jennifer shut the door and told Cheryl
to sit on the bed.
When Cheryl sat down, Jennifer opened the drawer of her nightstand
and took out a wooden hairbrush. She walked over and handed it to
Cheryl who reluctantly took it from her. Cheryl looked down at the
brush in her hand and once again repeated that she didn't want to do
this.
"Cheryl, we've been all through that. Now let's not discuss it anymore,
alright?' Glumly, the younger woman nodded her head.
"Ok" she whispered.
Jennifer stood in front of her and told Cheryl to take her shorts
and panties down.
Cheryl hesitated for a moment, then set the brush on her lap and
hooked her fingers in the waistband of her shorts. She took them down
to her thighs then dropped her hands.
"Pick up the hairbrush, baby" Jennifer whispered to her. Cheryl did
so and looked up as Jennifer was moving to the side. Cheryl caught her
eyes and tried once again to convey the message that she didn't want to
do this. Jennifer leaned over and lifted Cheryl's hands from her lap
and then draped herself over, with her naked bottom staring Cheryl in
the face.
"Now, Cheryl. I want you to give me a good spanking with that
hairbrush." The young girl had tears in her eyes as she looked down at
Jennifer's bared ass. She twisted the brush in her hands, and knowing
that she had to do it, lifted it up and prepared to spank Jennifer's
fleshy bottom.
Just as she was about to bring the brush down, The doorbell rang
followed by loud knocking. Jennifer jumped up and pulled her shorts
over her hips. "I wonder who THAT could be?"
They both came from the room and went to the front door. Jennifer
opened it and saw Laurie standing there. Eyes in tears as she fell into
Jennifer's arms.
"What's wrong, Laurie.. What happened?" Jennifer and Cheryl helped her
in and led her to the sofa.
"Cheryl, make us some coffee, sweetheart." Jennifer said as she sat
next to Laurie.
Over the next hour and a half, Laurie told them how John had got
Donna to bring him over. She told them how they talked and eventually
ended up in bed.
"Oh god, Jen" Laurie wailed. "I don't know what to do!!"
"Well, do you still love him, Laurie?" Jennifer asked her.
"Yes!.. But he wants to get married again. I don't want to right now."
Cheryl had listened but remained silent until then.
"Why not just date him for awhile?" She suggested.
Laurie looked up and reached for a kleenex.
"I could do that. But he's seeing Donna too." Jennifer's eyes shot up.
"Donna?.. so THAT'S who she's been seeing." She turned to Laurie.
"What does John have to say about all of this?" Laurie shook her head.
"That's the confusing part." Laurie said. "John wants to get married,
but still continue to see others."
"Ahhhhhhh" Jennifer said "He wants to have his cake and eat it too!"
Laurie nodded weakly. "I don't know what to do about it all!" She
looked as if she was about to start crying again.
"I think Cheryl is right. Just date him and see what happens."
Jennifer said to her friend. Laurie nodded.
"That's probably the best thing." She said, then leaned back on the
sofa. "Listen, Laurie. We're gonna go to the club tomorrow. You wanna
go with us?"
"Yeah. I'd like that." Laurie said. "But I suppose I better get home
and get to sleep." She stood up and embraced Jennifer, then Cheryl.
"Thank you for listening to me. I feel much better now." She smiled as
they escorted her to the door.
"I'll give you a call tomorrow afternoon, Laurie."
"Ok, Jen. Night Cheryl." She said as she walked from the door.
Jennifer closed the door and regarded Cheryl thoughtfully. "Now
that's awfully strange." Cheryl didn't understand. "What's strange?"
"I mean John using Donna to get to Laurie. It just doesn't sound like
him." Cheryl had never met John so couldn't say anything objective
about it. She just shrugged her shoulders.
"Oh well, no sense brooding about it tonight." She said, taking
Cheryl by the hand. "Come along, sweetheart." Leading her toward her
bedroom to pick up where they left off before Laurie's visit.
DECEPTIVE MOVEMENTS
CHAPTER 10
When they arrived inside Jennifer's bedroom, Jennifer turned to
close the door while Cheryl sat in the bed and picked up the hairbrush
she had discarded without being told to.
Jennifer turned and stood in front of her again. She put her hands
on Cheryl's hair and swished it from her eyes. "Go ahead, baby" She
said gently.
Still reluctant, Cheryl reached out and took Jennifer's shorts and
panties down. Once her bottom was bared again, Jennifer moved to her
side and draped herself over the younger woman's lap. She rested her
palms on the floor and looked behind her to Cheryl.
"Ok, Cheryl. Punish me." She said, turning her head again and looked
between her hands.
Cheryl looked down at Jennifer's bottom as the older woman waiting
for the spanking. Cheryl raised the brush and brought it down weakly on
one of the exposed cheeks.
"Do it hard, Cheryl." Jennifer said between clenched teeth.
She had no choice, now she began in ernest. Raining sharp strokes from
the hairbrush down upon Jennifer's upraised bottom.
Jennifer, although she didn't cry out, was very quickly jerking her
ass around while Cheryl methodically slapped her ass with the brush.
She made a grunting sound with the impact of each stroke, emitting a
moan when the brush caught a tender area.
By the time Cheryl had given her 12 strokes, Jennifer was silently
crying and tossing her bottom in the brunette's lap. Cheryl had to lay
her arm over Jennifer's waist to hold her still so she could continue
with the punishment.
Both of Jennifer's fleshy asscheeks glowed dark pink by the time
Cheryl had administered 25 strokes. She stopped and saw Jennifer's
shoulders shaking.
"Is that enough, Jen?" She asked her. Jennifer nodded her head,
honestly glad that she stopped.
Cheryl lifted her arm up while Jennifer stood up and sat next to
her. Jennifer was softly crying from the effects of the spanking, but
Cheryl was crying just as much.
"Oh Jen!" Cheryl said, wiping her eyes. "Please don't make me do that
again." Jennifer tried to smile but found she was unable to.
"Just hold me, baby. I wanna be held."
They laid back on Jennifer's bed and wrapped their arms around one
another. Cheryl jumped up and turned off the light. She made her way
back to the bed and found Jennifer in the dark. She found her hands and
pulled her up. Cheryl gently took Jennifer's t-shirt off, then slid her
shorts and panties off her legs. She then stood and shucked her robe,
naked beneath. She crawled back into the bed and pulled back the
covers. Her and Jennifer got under the covers and held each other for a
long time with out saying a word. They exchanged small, affectionate
kisses before the relaxation of the moment caught up with them and they
fell asleep in each other's arms.
Bruce sat in the middle of Harold's apartment and waited patiently
for Harold to make the drinks he had set out to do. They had an
argument a little earlier and Bruce decided he would teach Harold a
lesson he would never forget.
I'm not going to say that Bruce is the stereotyped gay man. He was
somewhat feminine in manner and speech, but he wasn't the swishy
individual you might imagine. And as Harold was about to find out,
Bruce could turn to steel when the mood strikes him.
Harold handed him his drink and took a seat across from him. He
took a swallow then fidgeted uncomfortably as he felt Bruce watching
him. He peered up and found that his feeling was correct. Bruce was
studying him intently.
"Finish your drink and get your clothes off" He said shortly. On
cue, Harold tipped his glass and downed the drink. Then he reached over
and slipped his shoes off. Once his feet were bared, he stood up and
peeled his shirt and pants off. His bikini briefs followed soon
thereafter.
Now he stood naked while Bruce leisurely sipped his drink. A most
interesting thing about Harold is that Bruce had made him shave all the
hair from his body. The only hair he had was on his head, and the thin
mustache over his lip.
Harold stood passive with his hands at his sides. Bruce gestured
with his fingers for him to walk to him, Harold quickly obeyed and now
stood in front of his new lover. Bruce reached out and let his
fingertips graze over Harold's flaccid cock.
Harold closed his eyes and willed his cock not to harden. He was
unsuccessful as Bruce kept up the gentle stroking. When his cock
started to rise, Bruce reached into his glass and extracted an ice
cube. He held it in the palm of his hand then used it to cup Harold's
balls.
Harold groaned when he felt the agonizing cold of Bruce's ice
filled hand. He held it there until Harold thought he couldn't stand it
any longer. "Oh please, sir!.. It's too cold!" he said.
"Shut up, asshole!.. Who told you to speak?" Harold fell silent and
suffered in silence. Bruce gave his nuts a hard squeeze. "Answer me!..
Who told you to speak?"
"N No one, sir." Harold stammered.
"Turn around and grab your ankles." He said. Harold spun and bent over,
bending his knees and latching on to his ankles with his hands.
Bruce reached into his glass and brought out another ice cube. he
looked over at Harold's hairless asshole and leaned over to put the
cube against it.
Harold whined in agony when he felt the extreme cold entering his
asshole.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!" He moaned loudly. Bruce relentlessly pressed the frozen
crescent shaped cube into his anus. He used his index finger to push
the cube into him farther. Harold had tears in his eyes while the intense
cold spread though his bowels.
Bruce pulled his finger out then sat back to enjoy his drink while
Harold moaned and groaned. His ass shook as he tried to withstand the
punishing coldness. Eventually, the warmth inside his ass melted the
ice. He felt the cold water trickling down his legs.
Once the ice had melted, Bruce stood up and removed his thin belt
from his pants. Harold braced himself when he heard the jingling of the
buckle.
Bruce pushed the chair out of the way and stood about 3 feet behind
the prone Harold. He let the belt dangle in his hand. He had wrapped
the buckle around his palm. the remaining 30 inches hung down.
"Let's see if you know how to count." He said before he raised the
belt and slashed it onto Harold's parted asscheeks.
"MMmpoh! One sir." he said. Bruce smiled and cracked it on his bottom
again. *Swiiish!*
"Arrrgh!... Two, Sir" his voice sounding strained.
"Do you like that, asshole?" he asked him.
"Y Yes, sir." Harold said. "You do, huh?.. Should I continue?"
"Yes, sir.. Please whip me more." The belt hissed though the air and
slammed onto his flanks.
"Ahhhhhhh! Three, sir." The distress could clearly be heard in his
voice. Bruce's muscles flexed when he raised the leather again and
slapped it across Harold's asscheeks.
"Owwwwww! Shit.... Four, sir."
Strokes Five through Eleven followed presently and was duly
announced by Harold.
*WHHHAPPPPP!*
"Ahhh haaaaa!...Tw Tw Twelve, ss Sir" Harold couldn't contain his
distress. He cried openly while Bruce slapped his ass for strokes
thirteen and fourteen.
Bright red lines crisscrossed Harold's ass. Bruce quickly added
another to the ones already there. Now he tossed the belt onto the
floor and told Harold to stand and turn around. Harold's eyes were
rather moist as he faced Bruce.
Bruce gripped Harold's dick in his hand and started stroking it. he
leaned over and placed his lips on Harold's. Harold parted his lips and
allowed Bruce to thrust his tongue into his mouth. Bruce pulled back
and stroked the hard cock in his hand with greater pressure.
"Now you know I don't like whipping you. Why do you make me do it?" He
asked.
"I guess i'm just bad, sir. But I thank you for taking the time to
correct me." Harold said.
"Get on your knees. I have a treat for you."
Harold obediently sank to his knees. Bruce removed his shoes and
pants. He wore no underwear. He stepped up to Harold and hefted his
heavy dick in his hands.
"There you go, sweetheart. Enjoy it." Harold opened his mouth and
slowly engulfed the head of Bruce's long prick. He happily slurped and
sucked on his cock while Bruce looked down at him. Harold looked up at
his for approval and was gratified to see a smile of his face. He took
as much of his cock as he could into his mouth, gagging a bit when it
bumped against his throat.
Bruce let him savor his prick for several minutes before telling
him to stop. Harold pulled his mouth from the cock he was enjoying and
waited for the next command.
"Now stand up and bend over again, grab your ankles." Harold stood
and assumed the same position he had been in minutes before when Bruce
laid the belt on his ass. Now he felt Bruce behind him, guiding his
prick to the entrance of his asshole.
His long prick entered easily and slowly sank into Harold's
asstube. Harold moaned in pleasure as Bruce grabbed his hips and fucked
him with long, slow strokes. Harold pushed his ass back onto the prick
that impaled him as he felt the thick shaft manipulating his prostrate
gland, making his own prick throb and ooze pre come.
"Oh yes!.. Fuck me, sir!" Bruce started fucking him harder as the tight
asshole gripped his prick like a velvet glove.
Harold moaned louder when Bruce picked up speed and was rocking him
back and forth with his powerful strokes. He fucked Harold's hot
asshole for a good 6 minutes before grunting and beginning to pile into
him with short jabbing strokes.
Harold opened his mouth wide as he felt the warm flooding of his
master's sperm in his compliant ass.
"Oh that feels wonderful, sir!" Harold sighed as Bruce eased his big
dick out of him. "Alright, sweetie. Now turn around and clean your
filthy ass from my cock."
He whirled around and buried his face in Bruce's groin, hungrily
lapping the taste of his own ass from his slimy organ. Once Bruce was
satisfied, he stepped back and retrieved his pants.
"Alright, lover. You may jack off now."
Dutifully, Harold sat back and stroked his cock until his come
squirted out and fell all over his thighs. Bruce had put had put his
pants back on and was in the process of doing the same with his shoes
when Harold shot his load.
Bruce stood up and walked to the door once Harold had finished.
"I'll call you tomorrow." he said as he opened the door and walked out,
closing it behind him.
Electricity ran rampant though the air as the club members in
attendance buzzed after hearing the announcement. In two weeks, Baron
Von Kerr was hosting the club's annual party/orgy.
The group at one of the large tables included Jennifer, Cheryl,
Laurie, Cindy, Brad, Harold, Marvin, Ron, Donna, Bruce, and a black
woman named Andrea. When they heard the announcement, Ron clapped his
hands together and started telling a story about the party he hosted
the year before. He told the newer members and guests that they could
expect to see an orgy unlike any ever witnessed should they attend.
Jennifer said that it sounded like a good idea, she and Cheryl
would be there, for sure. Harold looked over at Bruce who nodded his
head. Cindy looked up and caught the unmistakable look of excitement in
Brad's face.
Laurie sat in the back of Jennifer's car huddled in the corner
while Jennifer and Cheryl chatted. Her mind was on John, who after
coming back into her life the day before had left a profound mark on
her. It was nearly 4:00 in the morning by the time they pulled up in
front of Jennifer's house.
Laurie snapped out of her daze as she realised Jennifer was
speaking to her. "What? I wasn't listening." She said. Jennifer sighed
and repeated.
"I said... we're home if you'd care you get out of the car."
"Oh, yes of course." Laurie said absent mindedly while fumbling with
the door latch. She stepped out of the car and looked across at her
house, Jennifer had walked up behind her and grabbed her arm.
Laurie winced as she felt Jennifer's tight grip on her. "I think
it's time for you and I to have a little talk, young lady." She said
bitingly into her ear. Laurie gazed to her side and saw Cheryl walking
toward the door of Jennifer's house.
"Oh? And what might we talk about, Jen?" Laurie asked somewhat
sarcastically.
"Just go home and put on some coffee. I'm going to say goodnight to
Cheryl, then i'll come over."
"Alright, Jen." Jennifer brought her hand up and laid the back of it
against Laurie's cheek. "I'll see you in a few minutes" she whispered
and turned to walk into her house.
"Well, you sure seemed to enjoy yourself tonight." Cindy mused as
she sat close to Brad while he drove them toward her apartment.
"I did. A pretty wild crowd you hang around with." He said.
"You know you can join if you want." Brad was shaking his head.
"I can't afford it, Cindy. You know that." She kissed his cheek
briefly.
"No, but I can" she whispered. "Besides, you have to be a member to
attend the party. And I KNOW you want to go with me." She giggled as
she remembered his excitement as he heard what went on at these parties.
"You wouldn't stay home with me if I couldn't go?" He asked her
teasingly.
"Hell no! I wouldn't miss this party for the world!"
"I see." He said slowly. "I imagine i'm just gonna have to join the
club then, won't I?" Cindy had shrugged her shoulders.
"You already did." was all she said. Brad glanced at her for a moment.
"Oh yeah? You we're that sure I would want to join?" She giggled in his
ear.
"Of course! Anyone could have taken one look at you and would have
known." He smiled too.
"I was that obvious, huh?" Her hand fell to his lap. "In more ways than
one, babe."
Laurie hadn't had time to change clothes before Jennifer walked
into her house. She was sitting in the dining room when Jennifer walked
in and sat down across from her.
"What do you want to talk to me about, Jen?" Laurie asked somewhat
impatiently.
"Several things, Laurie. We'll start with your attitude and work our
way up." She replied matter of factly.
"My attitude? And exactly what would be wrong with my attitude?"
"It sucks" she put it bluntly. Laurie looked shocked for a moment but
recovered quickly.
"Oh, well you'll have to excuse me for a moment, miss bad attitude must
make coffee" She replied frostily and stood up.
"Laurie, Sit down!!" Jennifer snapped at her. Laurie quickly sank into
the chair and stared at her friend.
"I want to know what in the hell is the matter with you. You're not at
all yourself."
"Oh, you remember how I am? It has been so long since we've talked I
am quite surprised..."
"Laurie, Shut up." Jennifer cut her off abruptly.
"I miss you, Jen!" she said suddenly. Jennifer shook her head.
"You know we can still have the same friendship we've always had."
"No we can't, Jen... You have Cheryl now." Jennifer raised her
eyebrows.
"You're jealous!. I do believe you're jealous." Laurie's cheeks burned
hotly.
"I suppose I am... But it's not just that. The business is doing so
well that I hardly have time for anything or anyone."
Jennifer nodded.
"You know, i've been thinking about that. Why couldn't you just go to
the job and make the decisions. Hire people to do the actual work?"
Laurie looked thoughtful for a few moments.
"Yeah. I could do that, couldn't I? Donna could be a working
supervisor, and Cheryl is learning quickly." Laurie was nodding her
head and tapping her feet.
"Maybe you should put an ad in the paper for help." Laurie nodded. I'm
already writing it in my head!" She giggled.
"That's my baby. Now, what about John?" Laurie's face took on a somber
look once again.
"I don't know. I still want him." Jennifer regarded her severely.
"Laurie, you may not like this, but i'm going to say it anyway. 6
months ago, you told HIM to leave and he did just that. I don't believe
that you really want him around. "
"No, Jen. I really do." Laurie said unconvincingly.
"Laurie, you're lying... I know you better than that. I've never seen
you as happy as you were when you divorced him."
Laurie was beginning to softly cry, she looked down at her hands for a
second or two, then looked back up at her friend.
"I know" she said.
"Laurie, I think John is up to no good. I must talk to Donna about it
though."
DECEPTIVE MOVEMENTS
CHAPTER 11
Ron picked up the phone and listen for a few seconds. Donna
couldn't hear what he was saying, but from the way he looked up at her
once or twice during the call, she was positive it was about her. It
didn't take her more than a few seconds to know that Ron was now
finding out about John.
Ron hung the phone up and promptly called for her. "Donna! Come in
here please." She walked into his study and stood in front of his desk
waiting for what was about to happen.
"Sit down, Donna" he said. Donna seated herself meekly in the large,
oak chair. she put her hands in her lap and bowed her head.
"That was Jennifer on the telephone. It seems that we have a problem on
our hands, young lady." He said sternly.
"Yes sir, I should not have hidden it from you. I apologize for that."
"Well, it would have been nice to know that you wouldn't keep secrets
from me. And we'll speak about that little indiscretion as well."
Donna looked up in confusion. "As well? I don't understand."
"There is sufficient reason to believe that John is up to something no
good where Laurie is concerned. She's going to need your help to find
out what it is."
"Oh, i'd do anything for Laurie! What do you want me to do?"
"First of all, how often does John ask you about Laurie?" Donna thought
for a moment.
"Now that I think about it, all the time. He seems to want to know
everything about her." Ron nodded thoughtfully.
"Alright, this is what I want you to do.. Go on your usual date with
him. But THIS time you're going to tell him that Laurie's business fell
apart on her. Make up all sorts of stories about how you're out of
work, and so on."
Donna nodded. "OK, but what does Laurie think he's trying to do?" She
wanted to know.
"They're not positive, but they think he's trying to work his way into
her life and take her business from her."
Donna had become disillusioned about her new boyfriend. She found
it hard to believe that John would do something so nasty as that.
"Now, let's discuss this other little problem." He said, gazing over
her with his piercing eyes. Instinctively, Donna let her eyes drop.
"Yes, sir." She said under her breath.
"Donna, how can you feel that you have to hide anything from me?"
"I don't know. I didn't want to you to get mad about it." He clicked
his tongue.
"That's the silliest thing i've ever heard, young lady. You know good
and well that I have never stopped you from doing whatever you wanted
to do." His tone and demeanor were stern. But disappointment with her
could also be heard in his voice, possibly a bit of hurt as well.
"I know, i'm very sorry that I deceived you." She said.
"I think you know that sorry isn't going to be enough, don't you?"
Donna pouted and studied her hands in her lap.
"No sir, I should be punished." She said softly.
"Look at me, Donna." He said shortly, Donna looked up at him.
"What did you just say?" he asked.
"I said I should be punished, sir.".. "Yes you should be." Donna bowed
her head again.
"Should I wait in my room for you, sir?"
"No, i'm not going to punish you, Donna. I just want you to know
that you never have to be afraid to tell me anything." Ron felt that
Donna was hurt enough by hearing exactly what her new boyfriend was up
to. "But after you see John again, you're going to have to decide for
yourself what to do about him. No one can tell you what to do with your
life."
Donna shook her head sadly.
"I don't want to believe it's true. But if it is, I know I wouldn't
want to be with him again." Ron chuckled at her.
"I do think my baby girl is growing up." Donna smiled.
"I'm just disappointed." She confessed to him.
"Yes, people don't always do things for the nicest of reasons." He said
knowingly.
"Oh yes, I think you can do with a bit of good news, today" Donna
looked up at him.
"What's that?" Ron looked at her slyly..
"Laurie should tell you herself, but I want to see your face."
"Well what is it??" Donna asked breathlessly.
"Well...." He said then paused. " Laurie's business is doing so well,
that she's decided to change things around. And, since you were the one
most responsible for her success... She's decided to make you a
supervisor." Donna's face lit up in happiness. "You and her will
probably hire at least 4 people as helpers."
"Oh that's great!" Donna cried out. "I have to call her right now!"
She jumped up and ran out of the room, Ron watched her and laughed to
himself.
Two nights later, Donna went to John's apartment and carried out
their plan. It had hurt her terribly, but John made some lame excuse
about not feeling well and asked her if he could get a raincheck.
When Donna had left, he got on the phone and called Laurie right
away. Jennifer answered the phone and told him that Laurie had taken a
sedative and was sleeping.
"Well is she alright?" He asked. Jennifer sighed from the other end of
the line.
"No she isn't. Her decorating business fell apart on her. She's quite
upset. Listen, can I tell her you called?"
"Yeah." He said grimly as he hung up the phone. It should come as no
surprise that no one heard from John again.
Jennifer had Laurie and Cheryl dress in the maid's outfits that
Laurie had. They spent the better part of 6 hours that morning and
afternoon preparing for the evening. The party at Von Kerr's house had
been a topic of excited conversation for several people during the last
two weeks.
Now, as I don't intend to write a 3rd book in this series, I don't
want anyone hanging as to what may have happened to some of the
characters you've seen here. Then again, I just might write a 3rd book.
Anyhow, Getting out of the pits as it were, was just the thing to
bounce Laurie back into her usual vitality. Donna and Cheryl did a very
good job in the field, and Laurie was quite happy with the people they
had hired.
Von Kerr's house was not a house at all. It was a 16 room mansion
guarded by an imposing brick wall and an iron gate. Jennifer drove to
the gate and was admitted after showing the guard her invitation for
the party.
She drove up to the house and pulled up next to a parking
attendant. Jennifer turned to look at Laurie in the back seat. "Makes
you want to get to know the Baron better, doesn't it?" Laurie giggled
at her as she looked around in awe. They all got out of the car and
were ushered to the door.
They walked through the french doors that led inside and found
themselves standing in the largest and most elaborately furnished rooms
any of them had ever seen in their lives. Two women dressed in harem
attire took their coats and led them into the midst of the party, which
was already becoming crowded with revelers.
Von Kerr greeted them as the women turned and left.
"La'Ree!" He said, taking the pretty redhead's hands and kissing her
fondly on both cheeks. "It is so good to see you. You are looking very
lovely tonight." He raised his hand to signal someone. A large man
wearing only a g-string came to him. The man was carrying to opened
boxes.
"And Jen'fer. You look stunning as always, my dear." He said kissing
her as well. He looked at Cheryl who blushed.
"And who is this beautiful creature?" He asked Jennifer.
"Oh yes, This is Cheryl. Cheryl This is the Baron Von Kerr." She
introduced them. Cheryl held her hand out.
"I'm pleased to meet you, Mr Von Kerr" She said nicely. He bowed and
kissed her hand as it was proffered.
"Ju would make many men jealous having the two prettiest women,
Jen'fer" He teased. Jennifer laughed easily.
"Oh, they wouldn't be all that jealous if they knew how much trouble
these two witches can get into." They all laughed.
"Ok, La'ree, Cher'ral, You each take an envelope from this box." He
said, gesturing to the box in the man's left hand. "And Jen'fer, Ju
take one from the other box." They did so and Von Kerr smiled.
"Now, I want all of you to enjoy yourselves, I must see to other
guests." He floated off with the man tagging behind him.
Cheryl looked at the envelope in her hand. "Door prizes?" She asked
Jennifer who shrugged.
"I don't know. But let's mingle, shall we ladies?"
It was about 8:30pm Saturday night. All together, there were about
40 people in attendance. All were people that Laurie recognized from
the club. She looked over and saw Harold and Bruce talking with a group
of men. She walked up behind him and threw her arms around his neck.
"I've been looking all over for you, my love." She whispered in his
ear.
"Laurie!.." He turned around and looked at her, she looked very sexy in
her maid's outfit. "I swear, looking at you almost makes me want to
turn straight." He told her, smiling. Laurie pouted at him.
"Almost?!?!.. Harumph! I'll just have to try harder" She teased him,
clinging to his arm while he introduced her to his friends.
"Oh, I've seen all of you at the club. I'm sorry we've never got to
meet before now." She told them.
"Most of us would run from you when we saw you coming." One of them
said to the delight of the rest of the group.
"Oh!.. Do you mean I would have to sneak up on you just to say hello?"
She asked, feigning outrage. Laurie was having a great time.
"Oh yes, Harold. I don't mind you borrowing my panties.. But you simply
MUST wash them before you bring them back!" She said to him. It was
their own little joke, Harold smiled while the rest of his friends
broke up in laughter.
"Maybe you should loan him that outfit sometimes." Bruce said.
"Yeah.. I may just do that!.. Oh well, you guys have fun!" She kissed
him briefly on the lips and gave Bruce a kiss on the cheek before she
sauntered off.
Brad and Cindy were talking with Marvin and Andrea., who was
Marvin's date for the evening. Brad had remarked that it was amazing
that they could be divorced and still stay such good friends.
"Well." Marvin said.. "If we weren't both submissive, we'd still be
married. You know i'm still crazy about this girl."
"Yeah, I can see why." Brad said, Cindy tried to make light of all the
attention.
"Oh stop it, you guys!" she said.
"Yeah" Andrea said, goosing Marvin "I would hate to think I have
competition for you"
Cindy had dressed in an blue leather pantsuit. brad loved the way
her bottom was outlined so well in the tight leather. Looking around
the room, Brad noticed that all the men wore tuxedos while all the
women dressed in a wild variation of different clothes. Cheryl and
Laurie in maid's outfits, Andrea and Jennifer in long, elegant gowns,
Donna and two other women he'd never met in daringly short skirts. He
saw one or two ladies in spandex.
Cindy had slipped her arm around his waist and asked him if he were
enjoying himself. He was in the middle of explaining just how much he
was enjoying himself, when he was stopped by Andrea who was asking
about the nature of the envelopes.
No one knew. it was a mystery to all except Baron Von Kerr who
stood off to the side and watched as all his guests mulled about the
room chatting and drinking.
Cheryl and Jennifer sat and talked with Ron and Donna. They were
joined by Myra, and two other men. One Jennifer knew as George, the man
Cheryl had told her had the hots for Jennifer. Myra had told Jennifer
that she would very much like to get together with them again. She said
that she had a great time at Laurie's house.
"Yes, so did I. I think we can arrange that, Myra." She said to her
while she smiled.
Von Kerr announced then that dinner was being served in the main
dining hall. Everyone began to file into the dining room and found a
place somewhere around the giant sized table.
It was near 10:00 by the time coffee was served after the dinner,
which was in reality a feast for a king. Von Kerr stood and jingled his
wine glass to get everyone's attention.
"Thank you. I want to begin by welcoming all of you to my home. With
the hopes that all of you have a wonderful time." He paused while
everyone clapped their appreciation for all the work he put into the
party.
"Thank you, please." He said, waiting for quiet before continuing.
"I'm sure you are wondering about the envelope you were given when you
arrived. each dominant person here has a number on a card inside their
envelope. That number will be your partner for the first round of the
sexual games. Every submissive person also has a number. When you find
your juxtaposing number, the paired people will then retire to one of
the bedrooms with a key in the lock. There are plenty of rooms so no
one need to worry." He looked around and saw several smiles coming from
the guests.
"The rules are, you have 1 hour to be with your first partner. Of
course, what you do in that hour is entirely up to you and your
partner. Each room is furnished with several different things. Some may
contain different things than others." He paused once again.
"And now, if you all will follow me into the main room... We can open
our envelopes and let the festivities begin."
"Oh yes, one other thing..... If you do not see a key in the door. Do
not enter. And make sure you remove the key when you enter your room."
He moved from the table and walked from the room, followed by the 40 or
so guests.
Laurie and Cheryl stood with Jennifer while they opened their
envelopes. Laurie had a 3, and Cheryl had a 9 while Jennifer had a 7 on
her card. Within 30 seconds, several men and a one or two women flocked
around the two ladies in maid's outfits, comparing cards. Jennifer
smiled as they all walked away disappointed.
"Well, ladies.. I must go find my partner." She winked at Laurie and
Cheryl. "I'll see you in an hour." She said as she walked away.
Laurie looked and saw people already walking up the stairs in twos.
She saw that Myra was with Bruce and wondered to herself what THAT
would be like. It began to occur to her that she could be paired with a
gay person. Donna and Cindy walked to where Laurie and Cheryl were
standing.
"Might as well make them come to us." Cindy said. Cheryl giggled and
looked up to see Andrea approaching.
"Do any of you have a 4?" she asked. Cindy had a 12 while Donna had a
2.
"You know" Cheryl said. "I think that woman over there had a 12"
pointing at a woman Cindy knew as Janice. Cindy nodded and walked up to
the woman.
"Do you have 12?" She asked her. "Yes I do." Cindy held her arms out.
"It looks like we're matched." She said showing her the card.
"Ahhh, Ok.. She we go upstairs then?" Cindy nodded and walked along
side of Janice toward the stairs.
Brad walked up with a 3 and smiled when he saw Laurie's card. "It's
my dream come true." He said as Laurie took his arm and walked off with
him.
"It's just you and I now." Donna said to Cheryl.
"Yes.. Who are you hoping for?" Cheryl asked her. Donna giggled.
"I was hoping for Brad.. but maybe i'll get hold of him later."
Harold matched with Andrea and walked a step behind the pretty
black woman as they went to find a room.
Von Kerr made his way across the room and matched his card with
Donna. He slipped his hand to her lower back and patted her cute rump.
"Come along, my dear. You and I get my private bedroom" Donna turned
and waved to Cheryl, who watched in envy while Donna and Von Kerr
disappeared up the stairs.
A woman in black spandex walked up to Cheryl. "Hi, I'm Christine. I
couldn't help but notice that you weren't paired yet."
Cheryl introduced herself and showed the woman her card. Christine also
had a 9.
"Oh dear." Christine said. "My husband will be so jealous when I tell
him about you." She smiled at the young brunette.
"Do you mind being with a woman?" She asked as she gently took her arm
and started walking.
"No ma'am. I don't mind." Cheryl decided right away that she liked
Christine.
Jennifer had matched with one of the men who were in Harold's
group. The guy's name was Jack.
Okay, there's all the important pairings for round 1
DECEPTIVE MOVEMENTS
CHAPTER 12
Bruce and Myra walked into one of the rooms and removed the key as
directed. Once in the room, Bruce turned to her and said. "You know,
I'm not into women at all. But I'll do my best to see you have fun."
Myra looked at him curiously. She slipped her skirt from her legs
and looked up at him. "Why don't you let me try to pleasure you sir?"
He nodded and looked about the room. Impressed with the way it was laid
out. Myra walked up to him now totally naked.
"Your slave is ready to please you, sir" she whispered.
Ron had matched up with a cute little brunette named Josie. He had
been with her once or twice and pretty much knew what she liked and
didn't like. She had dressed in bright red spandex pants for the
evening. He wasted no time in getting started.
"It's time for you and I to have a serious talk, Josie." He said in a
stern voice.
"Yes sir?" she said questioningly. Her green eyes sparkled when she
looked at him.
"Take that chair and put it in the center of the room." He directed,
Josie moved to get the chair and place it as he had told her to. Then
she stood on the side of it and waited with her head down as he walked
past her and sat on the chair.
Laurie stood in the middle of the room while Brad took the key out
of the lock and closed the door. His eyes devoured her while she
appraised him. She decided that he was probably too young.. But then
she remembered that he and Cindy were an item.
"Have you ever been to one of these before?" He asked her.
"No.. This is my first one. pretty exciting, isn't it?"
"Yeah.. But I feel kind of out of place here. You know what I mean?"
Laurie nodded, yes she remembered.
"I felt the same way at first. But these are really great people once
you get to know them."
"I suppose you're right." He looked down at her legs. "You know.. I
love that outfit. You look so good in it." Laurie smiled and did a
curtsey.
"And how may your maid serve you, sir?"
Andrea made Harold strip the moment they had closed the door. She
walked to a table and picked up a small riding crop, and a length of
rope.
"You're gay aren't you?" He nodded slowly, eyeing her apprehensively.
"Pity, you're such a good looking man too. I'll bet a lot of girls
would love to take you to bed."
"Thank you" he said. She walked up to him. "Don't be frightened,
Harold. I won't hurt you too much." She laughed at the look in his
face.
"On your knees.. on all fours." She said. Harold sank to his knees on
the plush carpeting and leaned over to place his hands on the floor.
Andrea took her gown off and straddled his back, planting her ass on
him while making him open his mouth while she put the rope into it.
Cindy and Janice exchanged a bit of small talk as they entered
their room and looked about. All the rooms were equipped with bathrooms
should anyone wish to clean up after their hour.
"Take off your clothes, dear." Janice said to Cindy. Cindy unzipped
the leather jacket and slipped it from her shoulders. She then kicked
her shoes off before tugging the tight pants from her legs. She wore no
panties and now stood there naked.
"Very nice" Janice said. "Turn around slowly so I can get a better look
at you." Cindy slowly turned in place and let Janice inspect her body.
"Come into the bathroom with me, Cindy" Cindy blushed and nodded as
she followed her into the small bathroom. Janice was looking in a
cabinet for something.
"I do hope our host has remembered to have them in here. Ahhhh yes."
She pulled out a latex enema bag and showed it to Cindy.
"Have you ever had an enema, Cindy?" She blushed brighter and nodded
her head.
Von Kerr told Donna on the way to his bedroom that he did not rig
the cards. But he had hoped to draw her number.
"Tell me, Donna. How old are you?" Donna knew a little about this man,
meaning that she knew what he liked to hear.
"I'm 19 sir. But I feel more like i'm 12 around you."
"Oh? and why is that?" Donna blushed and averted her eyes.
"It's because you remind me so much of my father, sir." She said in a
small voice.
Once they were inside his large bedroom. Von Kerr motioned to the bed
and told her to sit down.
Donna sat down while Von Kerr took off his jacket. He had a thing
for young girls, but the law frowned upon grown men having sex with 12
and 13 year old girls. Von Kerr had to indulge his passion with older
girls who didn't mind playing young.
Jennifer and Jack walked into their room and closed the door.
Jennifer noticed that Jack had not looked at her since they had matched
cards.
"What's wrong, Jack. Why haven't you looked at me." He shrugged
"Well, i'm NOT going to have a conversation with someone who will not
even look at me." Jennifer was quick to take over.
"Now turn this way and look at me!" She commanded. Slowly, shyly he
turned toward her and lifted his eyes. Jennifer was taking her gown off
and letting it slide down her body.
"What's the matter. Don't you think i'm pretty?" She said as she
slipped her panties off her legs.
"Oh no. I think you're very pretty." He said quickly.
"Jack.. come here...." She said softly.. He walked up to her and stood
still. She took his hands and brought them to her tits.
"Don't they feel nice?" He was trembling when his fingers came into
contact with her soft female flesh. She moaned a little and said "I
like the way you do that, Jack.. Rub my nipples" Frightened, Jack moved
his fingers over her darkened nipples.. Jennifer smiled at his
awkwardness.
Christine kept her hand around Cheryl's arm while they walked to
their room. Most were occupied but they found one at the end of the
hallway. They walked in and closed the door. Christine propelled Cheryl
toward the center of the room..
"I'm sick and tired of having a maid who cannot clean a room right!"
Christine said to her. "Look at this place... it's FILTHY!"
Cheryl stood in confusion for a moment before she understood that
it was Christine's idea of a game.
"I'm sorry ma'am.. I'll do better in the future." Cheryl said meekly.
"I don't pay you to tell me that you'll do better.. I pay you to DO
better." She berated the young brunette who stood with her eyes
downcast.
"I'm sorry ma'am" she whispered. Christine stepped up to her and took
her arm again..
"Not as sorry as you're going to be, missy.. Come along." She brought
her to the table and made her face the wall.
"I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll not soon forget.. You
understand me?" Cheryl was a bit scared at the woman's harsh manner.
"Yes ma'am" she said softly.
Bruce stood with his hands clasped behind his back as Myra kneeled
in front of him and reached out to unzip his pants. He had told her
that he would do his best to see to it she enjoyed herself so he said
nothing when she took out his cock and started licking it.
"Oh master, your cock tastes so good." She took it into her mouth and
sucked it for a few moments before pulling back and looking up at him
sluttishly.
"Oh, master, I'm sorry I could not get your cock hard.. You should
punish me for being such a bad slave." Myra got up and ambled to the
table and picked up a thin cane. She brought it back to him and knelt
in front of him again, holding the cane over her bowed head.
"Please master, punish me for not getting your cock hard. Oh
please, Punish me and make me a better slave" Bruce looked down at her
and took the cane she offered.
"Oh thank you master!" She leaned over farther and started kissing his
shoes. "You're too good to me, master. Oh i'll try so hard to be a good
slave master!" She said before crawling back, then bowing her head till
it touched the ground.
"Your slave is ready for you to punish her, master." She announced when
her ass was in the air. Bruce walked around behind her and swished the
cane in the air a few times.
"Alright bitch. Maybe this will remind you how to be a good slave" He
snarled as he swung the cane down on her naked ass.
"Ahhhhh! Yes, Master! Teach me.. Teach your slut how to be a good
slave!"
Bruce saw the weal rise from the cane and added one right below it.
"Ohhhhh! Oh, master... I need it so bad!, Punish me harder,
master...please!"
He laid the cane on her naked ass 12 times all told. After each stroke
she cried out in pain then begged him to punish her more. After he
gave her the last stroke, he told her that it was enough.
Myra rose up with tears in her eyes. She came to him and hugged her
body against his legs.
"Thank you so much, master! I feel so good when you punish me" She was
definitely getting to him. He reached down and put his hand on her
head.
She looked up at him with her moist eyes. "Please master, let me try
again!" He looked at her and nodded. Myra's hands flew up and began
undoing his pants. She took his pants down then helped him to step out
of them.. She then worked her way up his legs before coming to his cock
and engulfing it with her mouth. She smiled to herself as she felt it
beginning to grow in her mouth.
She pulled back and looked up at his again. "Master, can your slave
lick your asshole?" He turned around and felt her face pressed against
his asscheeks. She used one of her hands to part the cheeks and stabbed
her tongue over the little hole hidden underneath.
While her mouth worked on his hairy asshole, her hand reached
around and stroked his ever hardening cock. "Oh master.. I love licking
your asshole!" She said before diving back into it again.
When she had stroked him to full hardness..she stood up behind him
and whispered in his ear that his slave would feel very proud if he
were to shove his prick into her asshole. He turned around while she
turned away and bent over, reaching her hands back to spread her
striped asscheeks.
Bruce brought his thick cock to the puckered portal and pressed it
in. "Oh yes master! Fuck your slave's asshole!" His cock met with
thrilling resistance on it's way in.. He gave her more than half of his
dick before he started moving in and out.
Once Bruce starting the strokes.. Myra released one of her
asscheeks and used it to furiously rub her pussy. She chanted the same
things to him while he grabbed her hips and picked up the pace.
Man or woman, Myra's asshole sucked on his cock as well as any he
had ever fucked. It wasn't long before Myra asked for permission to
come. He granted it and held on tight while her ass ground against him
wildly.
After Myra had her orgasm, Bruce started pounding her ass with
short powerful strokes that sent her into a second come while he poured
his sperm into her bowels.
When he started getting soft, Myra turned around and fell to her
knees.. cleaning off his cock with her busy mouth.
Myra started putting her clothes on but stopped and looked at him
as he retrieved his pants. "Well, did you like it?" she asked him.
Bruce smiled at her. "Yeah. I have to admit, you're very good." She
laughed and went over to him and kissed his cheek.
"Thanks.. And I really do love your cock!" she said before getting her
clothes and disappearing in the bathroom.
When Ron settled himself on the chair, he looked at Josie levelly
who continued to watch her feet.
"Josie, your mother and I are not at all pleased with your grades."
he told her
"But I only got 2 F's, daddy." She said with a little whine to her soft
voice.
"Yes. And that's 2 too many. Your mother thinks you're not even
trying."
"Oh Daddy, i'll try harder next semester. You'll see."
"You told us that last semester.. You didn't try very hard to improve."
He said with finality.
"Well I did try!" she said to him, a hint of pleading in her voice.
"Josie, your mother thinks we should punish you and I agree with her."
Josie said nothing, she just kept her head bowed and nodded.
"Alright, we discussed it this afternoon. I'm going to have to give you
a spanking, Josie." Her head shot up.
"No Daddy! Don't do that! Take away my allowance or something."
"The matter is not open for discussion, young lady. You're going to get
a spanking and that's final." She sniffed and pouted.
"Okay, Daddy" she said in a small voice.
"Alright, now take your pants down, Josie." He said softly to her.
Her hands came up and peeled the red spandex pants slowly over her
hips. "Please don't hurt me, daddy." she pleaded with him once her
bottom was uncovered. Ron put his arm around the green eyed woman and
pulled her down over his lap. She whined as her bottom upturned.
"Daddy!" she cried and started crying before he had slapped her bottom
even once.
Ron ran his tongue over his lips before raising his hand and
swatted the slightly fattish moons of her asscheeks.
"Oh that hurts, daddy!" she cried while he methodically slapped each of
her cheeks while she kicked her legs in the air.
"No daddy.. please don't spank my anymore" she said between her sobs.
finally unable to hold her still with his left arm, Ron lifted his
right leg over hers to hold her still for the spanking.
He started slapping her bottom with steady, stinging strokes while
she cried out her dismay. "Stop daddy!.. I promise i'll try harder!..
please stop!" He burnished her buns until they glowed a nice pink
color. Josie stopped pleading and struggling. He felt her body go limp
and her sobs turn into a constant blubber.
He picked her up and deposited the raven haired woman on his lap.
She leaned over and hugged herself to his chest while she sobbed.
"You hurt me, daddy!" she cried.
"I know, baby." He said, rubbing her back. "But something had to be
done about your grades."
"I know, daddy. I promise i'll try harder." she sobbed into his chest.
He rocked her back and forth in his lap, kissing her cheeks and
forehead. "Here, let daddy rub his baby's bottom." Josie turned a
little to her side and let his fingers glide over the warm surface of
her just spanked ass. Ron could feel her breasts against his chest
while she cooed "ooooooo Daddy, that feels good."
he let his fingers rub a little harder and was rewarded by her
squirming on his lap. "Daddy?" She said.. "Yes, Josie?'... "Rub a
little lower, Daddy" she asked him. He let his finger slide lower on
her bottom, he was running his fingers over the overhanging area where
her thighs met her asscheeks.
Josie's legs scissored open a bit to let Ron's caressing fingers
slip lower onto her puffy cunt mound. "Ohhhh daddy!!.. That makes me
feel all tingly inside!" She exclaimed when a finger pried it's way
under her ass to the moist crack of her pussy.
"Oh god.. Put it inside me.." She said excitedly. Ron found the hole
and wormed his finger inside the small recess.
The spandex wouldn't allow her to open her thighs very far apart,
so she had to be contented with the shallow penetration he could
manage. Her arms went around his neck and brought his face to hers. She
kissed him passionately while humping her hips on his hand as well as
she could.
Josie was just about to come when Ron pulled his finger out.
"Take off all your clothes" he said quickly while sliding her off his
lap. Ron stood and took his pants down while Josie peeled all her
clothing from her body.
He sat back on the chair and Josie hoisted her now naked body over
his waiting prick. She took it in her hand and rubbed it around her
wet cunt before lining it up and lowering herself down on it.
Ron dipped his head a bit to suck and nibble on her perky tits. She
sighed heavily while her ass bounced on his prick. Her arms cradled his
head while he slurped her titties and his cock burrowed pleasingly in
her inflamed pussy. She came with a sharp gasp, Ron bit down on one of
her nipples as she tightened up on him.
As she got over her orgasm, She started bucking faster while Ron
cupped her heavy asscheeks in his hands.
"Oh yes!.. I'm gonna come again.. yes.. YESS!" she juiced a second time
while Ron used his hands to move her ass up and down.
Josie climbed easily to a third climax before Ron blew his stack
and spewed his come inside of her. She relaxed and was showering his
face with little kisses.
"mmmm That was nice. You should be my daddy more often." She smiled at
him before reluctantly climbing off of his lap.
DECEPTIVE MOVEMENTS
CHAPTER 13
Brad undid the buttons on Laurie's blouse. she remained passive and
let him do as he wished. He leaned over and engaged the sexy redhead in
a battle of tongues while he reached in her blouse and cupped her nice
sized tits in his hands. He fingered her nipples and began squeezing
down on them, slowly increasing the pressure until Laurie backed off
from the kiss and moaned as his tightening grip began causing pain to
her.
Her eyes were closed and her lips were parted while Brad steadily
applied more pressure until Laurie groaned in agony. When he released
her tits, she panted in relief while Brad picked up a pair of handcuffs
from the table and quickly fastened them to her wrists behind her back.
While still standing behind her, her reached under her short maid's
skirt and slid the frilly panties down her legs.
Laurie's heat steadily rose while Brad remained behind her,
squeezing and pinching her sexy bottom. She fidgeted where she stood
while he slipped a finger in her ass crack and moved it up the warm
recess. When his finger traveled to the base of her spine, he moved in
front of her and undid his pants.
Brad pushed the beautiful woman to her knees while she looked
straight ahead, staring into his crotch. He hefted his cock in his hand
and started slapping it against her cheeks and nose. Laurie closed her
eyes and tried to capture it in her mouth but he wouldn't allow it. He
kept rubbing it all over her face while she looked up at him with her
crystal blue eyes.
Finally, he held his prick to her lips while she planted little
kisses on the spongy head. Her thin tongue emerged from her lips and
flicked out over the little slit. When she became aware that he wasn't
going to move it away, Laurie opened her lips and leaned down, taking
it slowly into her mouth. When it tapped against her throat, she closed
her lips over it and pulled back.
Brad could have let her suck him all night had he had a good mind
to. The redheaded woman expertly manipulated his dick in her warm mouth
like it was an artform. His hands were on either side of her head while
she busied her mouth and tongue on his throbbing cock. Since he wasn't
very large, Laurie had no trouble leaned forward and letting it enter
her throat.
His eyes widened when she deep throated him. After she took him
into her throat 4 or 5 times.. He had to push off of her so he wouldn't
come too quickly. Her hair had fell into her eyes giving her an almost
innocent appearance.
Brad knelt with her and pushed her hair back. She looked at him
curiously as he took her shoulders and gently pushed her backwards.
Once Laurie had been laid on her back, she gazed up at him while he went
to the table and picked up a small vibrator. It was only about 4 inches
long and not much wider than a thick finger. He brought it back and
knelt between her slightly opened legs. He looked down and saw her red
pubic hair and made a comment about her being a natural redhead.
He made her open her legs next, leaning over with the vibrator, he
put it to her mouth and had her suck it like she had done his cock
moments before. After Laurie sucked on the vibrator, Brad lifted her
legs up and laid them over his shoulders. Then he took the vibrator and
brought it to her asshole, letting the slender plastic tube enter her
easily.
Laurie squirmed a little when he moved the vibrator inside her ass.
She could feel his stiff prick against her leg and she wanted it buried
in her itching cunt. He tired of moving the vibrator and left it
sticking in her ass while he leaned over her and lined his cock up at
the waiting portal of her red lined pussy.
Laurie smiled when she felt the hardness slipping into her. he
hadn't done any of the things that really set her on fire but she
enjoyed his cock nonetheless. her fishnet encased legs were about his
back while he pumped his ass up and down on top of her. Laurie thought
that if could hold out for just a few minutes, he would give her a nice
orgasm.
What he did, was give her 2. He reached under her ass and fingered
the vibrator. Now he found the circular switch and turned it on.
Laurie came with a long moan after about 30 seconds of the buzzing
plastic. Her mouth was opened so Brad accepted the invitation and
kissed her deeply while the combination of his thrusting cock and the
gently humming vibrator in her ass brought her to the brink of her
second come.
He sent her over the top by wedging his hands between their bodies
and pinching her nipples. Laurie breathed heavily in his ear as she
recovered from her second climax. That was all he needed to put him
past the point of no return. He finished with great vigor, pounded his
ass on her while his come splattered the inside her willing cunt.
Their hour was nearly up, so Brad undid the cuffs and sat back
watching as she went to the bathroom and cleaned herself up a bit.
She came out and was buttoning her blouse.
"That was fun. I'm glad you didn't wear me out." She smiled at him.
"I'd like to see Cindy in one of those outfits." He said, gazing over
her sleek legs.
"Oh, this turns you on, huh?" She asked while searching out her panties
and sliding them on her legs.
Andrea used the rope like the reins of a horse. Pulling the two
ends behind him and holding them in her left hand. Her right hand held
the short riding crop and her dark legs wrapped around his mid section.
She slapped the crop down on his exposed ass and nudged him with her
shoes. "Giddy up!" she said while tugging the rope. Harold winced when
he felt the sharp sting of the crop as he started crawling on the
floor.
Andrea kept slapping his ass with her crop while using the rope to
signal him to turn by pulling it one way or another. It didn't seem
that she had much leverage to swing the riding crop. But it kept
falling on his hairless asscheeks with stinging frequency.
She guided him around the room for about 15 minutes.. Harold was
ready to drop from exhaustion by the time Andrea pulled back on the
ropes saying.. "Whoa!". When he stopped, Andrea stood up from her mount
and took the rope away.
"I like playing horsie" she said to him.. Moving in front of him, she
pulled her gown over her long legs and uncovered her very thick cunt
hair.
"Lick me" she said. He had to stay on his knees, and he slowly moved
his face closer to her cunt mound. the heady scent invaded his nostrils
as he got closer.
"Come on.. I want some tongue in me.. hurry up about it." She said with
a curt tone. Harold brought his nose to her hairy cunt and let his
inexperienced tongue stick out and touch the dark flesh.
"That's right, baby.. Lick my sweet pussy." She urged him on.
She let her gown fall about his shoulders and used her hands to
hold his head against her crotch. His tongue glided through the crack
of her pussy for several moments before he got the courage to stick it
inside of her.
"Oh yes, fuck me with that tongue." she said while holding his head and
rotating her ass as he buried his tongue in her dark snatch. The tangy
taste of her juices were not unpleasant to him, but he'd much rather
suck cock. Needless to say that he wasn't getting particularly turned
on by it.
That didn't matter to Andrea at this point. He was doing nicely and
she moaned in pleasure under his tentative lickings. She languished in
the feelings in her cunt and came with a loud grunting and a salacious
rotating of her ass.
She stepped away from him and noticed right away that his cock hung
limp from his hairless crotch. "Don't like women, huh?" She asked him.
it was obvious to her.
"I'm sorry." he said shortly. She waved him off..
"Oh, i'm not insulted. Just the luck of the draw I guess." He had
nodded and just sat there on his knees.
"Well, I'm sure we can find something that you like. Do you like
getting fucked in the ass?" he said that he did.
"There you go." She went to the table and picked up a very large dildo
and used some KY jelly that was there to lube it.
"Come here, Harold" She beckoned to him. He got up and walked to her,
she made him bend over the table and use his hands to spread his
asscheeks.
When he was in place, she pressed the dildo against his winking
asshole and watched it pop into his hole.
"There.. Do you like that?" she asked him while slowly pressing it
deeper inside of him. He liked it well enough to push his ass back
toward her trying to capture more of the rubber prick. Andrea's fingers
gently cupped his balls and caressed them while she moved the dildo
inside of him.
When she had ass fucked him for several minutes, Andrea let her
hand slide in front of him and grasp his now hard prick.
"Stand up, Harold" She ordered him. When he did, she took her gown
completely off and jumped up on the table, opening her legs in front of
him.
"Now I want you to fuck me while I fuck you" she told him. He
wasn't sure he could do it, but her hands were on his asscheeks pulling
him toward her.
"Now put it in me." Harold fumbled with his cock finally getting it in
the right spot, He groaned when his cock submerged in her seething
cunt.
"That feels good, Harold." She grabbed the dildo and started moving it
inside him again while he silently moved his ass back and forth.
The full feeling of having his asshole filled soon had Harold
fucking his cock into the pretty woman's cunt with greater speed and
gusto. She smiled at him when he put his hands on the small of her back
for greater leverage.
He looked at her in confusion and told her that he was about to
come. Her mouth was opened as his fucking her had already caused her to
come again.
"Yes, give me a big load, Harold." she chanted to him while moving the
dildo in his ass faster. Her cunt milked his spunk from him while he
grunted and groaned.
When he recovered, Andrea put her arms around his neck. "Now give
me a big kiss!" His cock was still in her cunt and he could still feel
it spasming when he dipped his head to kiss her.
Cindy watched in apprehension while Janice filled the enema bag
with warm soapy water. She then hung it on the shower curtain rod and
made Cindy bend over the toilet. she put her hands on the back of the
toilet and felt Janice's cool fingers caressing her bottom.
Janice reached around Cindy with the nozzle and told her to take
it.
"Put it in your mouth to wet it.. Then reach back and put it inside
your cute little asshole."
Cindy knew her face must have been bright red. The keen humilation
swept over her as she wet the nozzle then doing as she was told,
reached under her legs and placed the nozzle to her asshole and pressed
it in. She winced when she felt the cool plastic of the enema nozzle
enter her bowels.
Janice pressed it in all the way and told Cindy to grab the back of
the toilet again. Cindy turned her head and held her breath when she
saw Janice finger the clamp and open it. Cindy jumped when the warm
water started to trickle into her ass.
She enjoyed the feeling of the water bathing her insides in warmth.
Janice stepped back and removed all her clothes while watching Cindy
toss her bottom about in a mixture of pleasure and frustration.
As the bag began to empty, Cindy started feeling the cramps that
came with the filling of her intestines. The bag drained all of it's
contents into Cindy's ass while the blonde woman grunted and wantonly
rolled her ass in circles. She cried out in relief when Janice pulled
the nozzle out of her.
"There. Now you'll want to sit on the toilet I suppose."
Oh, yes she did! Her face burned as she turned around and planted
her ass on the toilet seat. she felt that forbidden pleasure as the
contents of the enema exploded from her bowels. Her lips parted as
great waves of relief swept over her.
Janice watched her for a few moments then stepped up to the toilet
and stood with her legs on either side of Cindy's. Cindy looked at
Janice's glistening pussy and knew she wanted her to suck it.
"Put your hands on my butt." Janice said to her. Cindy's hand moved to
obey her.
"Now, I want you to put your mouth over my clit and hold it there...
That's right.. keep your mouth opened."
Cindy was confused as to what Janice was doing. She felt Janice
holding her head to her cunt. Then she felt the wetness.
Cindy's mind leaped in horror when she felt and tasted the pungent
flavor of her piss as it filled her mouth.
"Now make sure you swallow it all, Cindy" This was one thing Cindy had
never had done to her. She did her best not to taste it, but swallowed
hungrily to avoid having it spill out of her mouth.
The stream only lasted a few seconds, then tapered off as Cindy
managed to swallow it all. Her eyes filled with tears and her throat
emitted choked sobs.
"Now lick all around my clit, sweetie" Janice told her. Cindy was
beyond caring as she let her tongue sweep over Janice's clit in a
circular motion.
"Oh how lovely" Janice sighed. Cindy quickly brought the woman to
orgasm under her talented tongue.
Cindy reveled in that sharp sense of humilation as she sat on the
toilet with Janice's cunt staring her in the face. Janice backed up
from Cindy and cleaned the nozzle of the bag before putting it away.
"Clean yourself up and come out to the room." She told Cindy before
picking up her gown and walking from the room.
Cindy finished her business on the toilet then got up and rinsed
her mouth out, trying to lose the sharp taste of urine that clung to
her tongue. She knew that Janice wasn't through with her yet. She
couldn't help but wonder with an excited shudder what she would do
next. She walked from the bathroom to find Janice examining the
contents of the table.
She picked up a cat-o-nine and slapped the leather lashed in her
palm when she became aware that Cindy had joined her in the room.
"Stand with your legs open and your hands behind your back" she ordered
her. Cindy assumed the position Janice directed her to take and waited
with mixed emotions as Janice walked toward her with the cat dangling
threateningly from her hand.
Janice walked up to Cindy and raised the cat in her hand. The
lashes hung down poised, ready to strike out. Cindy wrenched her hands
together when Janice's arm swung forward, bringing the lashes speeding
toward their target.
Cindy closed her eyes when the cat slapped over her breasts. She
hissed in pain while Janice swung it against her again.
Cindy's tits were set ablaze when Janice slapped the leather claws
of the cat on her tender breasts while Cindy did her best to stand
still. The hotline between her nipples and her clitoris became
activated while Janice peppered her continually.
Now Janice brought her arm down and began to swing the cat up in an
underhand motion. It sliced into Cindy's pulsating pussy mound with
only half the force as it did on her titties. Cindy screamed out her
pleasure/pain as Janice whipped her cunt with the menacing whip.
Several times the lashes of the cat swirled past her cunt and spread
fire onto her asscheeks.
Janice seemed to know exactly how much force to use and quickly had
Cindy squealing and moaning. her cunt shone with moisture that was
being splattered around by the lashes Janice sent into her pussy. Cindy
panted as the urgent inferno inside of her threatened to explode.
Janice stopped whipping her and told her to lay down on the carpet.
When Cindy did as she was told, Janice straddled her and lowered
herself down into a sixty-nine position. Cindy didn't need to be told
what to do and instantly started lapping at her pussy while Janice used
the handle of the cat as a dildo and shoved it into Cindy's cunt.
Cindy licked her to 2 more orgasms while Janice used the handle of
the cat to bring Cindy to 2 climaxes of her own by the time their hour
had expired at it became time to join the others.
DECEPTIVE MOVEMENTS
CHAPTER 14
Jennifer was facing for the first time she could remember, the
possibility that she might fail in turning someone on. Jack trembled in
fright when Jennifer made him rub her nipples. They hardened under his
touch and Jennifer spoke softly to him, but poor Jack could not curb
his fear.
"I won't hurt you, Jack" Jennifer said to him. Jack said that he
knew that, but he didn't feel comfortable in this situation.
One thing that can be said for Jennifer, she would not force
someone to engage in a situation that he/she did not want to.
"Why don't I get dressed and we go downstairs and get a drink?" She
asked him.
"You don't mind that I can't do anything with you?" He asked almost
shyly.
"Not at all" she smiled at him. "I'm sure you didn't come here
expecting to be with a woman." Which was true. Von Kerr had kept the
whole thing secret until the very last moment. It seemed that when the
moment arrived, no one had the chance to voice their opinion on the
matter.
Jennifer slipped her panties back on and donned her gown once
again. She looped her arms through one of Jack's and said.
"Come one, Jack.. Let's blow this taco stand." As they opened the door
and walked out.
Christine picked up a leather paddle from the table and looked over
to where Cheryl stood facing the wall. She reached under Cheryl's short
maid's dress and pulled the frilly panties down her legs.
"Hold your skirt over your ass!" Christine spat out at her.
Cheryl shivered in nervousness as she did her bidding.
Christine moved behind and to the side of the young woman.
"Now, missy. you'll make damn sure this place gets cleaned up properly
the next time." She said harshly before popping Cheryl's bottom fast
and furiously.
Cheryl hollered in pain as she rose to her toes and turned her hips
from side to side to avoid the acute sting of the paddle. The rapid
fire spanking Christine was giving Cheryl soon had the young woman
begging for mercy while the woman in black spandex swatted her ass with
great gusto.
When the fast paced punishment ceased, Cheryl brought her hands to
her bottom and rubbed in vain to quench the fiery pain that the paddle
caused her.
"Turn around Cheryl." Christine snapped. Cheryl jumped to obey and
faced her tormenter.
"Take my clothes off, missy" She commanded. Cheryl blinked through her
tears and gingerly helped Christine off with her tight blouse.
Christine had the largest tits Cheryl had seen on a woman. They burst
into the room and looked as if they weighed 50 pounds each.
Now she had to kneel to help Christine off with her shoes. They she
reached up and peeled the black skintight spandex from her legs.
Christine laid down on the carpet and told Cheryl that she wanted a
tongue bath. Cheryl had to lean over and kiss her way from Christine's
feet to her neck. She slowly worked her way up one leg then down the
other. Then bringing her mouth up to her stomach, she did the same
thing to her upper body.
Now Christine turned on her stomach and Cheryl had to do the same
thing all over again. When Cheryl finished with her back, Christine
reached behind her and spread her asscheeks.
"Oh yes, I seemed to have neglected to wipe my bottom when I used the
bathroom the evening." Cheryl looked down at the woman's ass with
horror when she understood what Christine wanted her to do.
"Well what are you waiting for?" Christine said over her shoulder.
"Clean my ass off!" Cheryl was about to get up and walk out of the
room, but she was afraid of what Jennifer might say or worse yet.. what
she would DO if she were to do so. So fighting off nausea, she leaned
over and placed her lips against Christine's asshole.
"Oh yes.. That's good, Cheryl.. stick your tongue in." Cheryl had
been quite relieved to discover that there were no traces of shit
around her asshole. There was no smell except the musky scent of woman
as she leaned over to lick her asshole. She stiffened her tongue and
drilled it into the hot recesses of her asshole while Christine
squirmed delightfully under her.
"That is so nice, Cheryl!" Christine sighed as she turned over on her
back again.
"I want you to go get that strap on dildo.. and put it on." She told
the young woman. Cheryl got up and obediently strapped the dildo on.
Christine was up on her knees when Cheryl walked back over to her.
She reached around and placed her hands on Cheryl's sore bottom and
started giving Cheryl a blow job.
Christine sucked on the dildo for several seconds before pulling
her lips from it. the rubber prick shined with her saliva when she
pulled back.
"Fuck me, Cheryl" She said, lying down and scissoring her legs open.
Cheryl knelt between her spread thighs and guided the dildo to her
snatch. She had often fucked Jennifer like this and was quite adept
at it. Christine moaned loudly when Cheryl sank the rubber prick into
her snatch.
Christine lost her stern manner when Cheryl began fucking her with
the dildo.
"Oh yes!.. Fuck me, Cheryl.... Oh.. please make me come" she was
panting heavily and tossing her hips up to meet the strokes.
She let out a tortured cry when she came. Cheryl thought she had hurt
the woman until Christine moaned in obvious pleasure...
"Ohhh so good!.. Take it out, now" She said. Cheryl knelt above her
while Christine smiled at her then turned over and got up on her knees.
"Hurt me, Cheryl.. Shove that big cock in my ass and make me hurt"
was her next request. She got behind her and guided the dildo to her
ass, pressing steadily in until it popped past her sphincter. Cheryl
stopped then to give her time to get used to it.
"Don't be gentle, Cheryl!.. Slam it in me.. make it hurt!" It was a
strange request to Cheryl, but she grabbed the woman's hips and did as
she was asked. Cheryl had to wince at the loudness of Christine's cries
when she battered the woman's asscheeks with her stomach.
Cheryl didn't realize it, but Christine was actually in an almost
constant state of orgasm from the strong pounding her asshole was
receiving from the young brunette behind her. Christine chanted
incoherently for several minutes before becoming overcome with passion
and fell onto her stomach.
When Cheryl realised that Christine had passed out, she gently
eased the dildo from her asshole. Christine was out for about 5 minutes
before coming to and rolling over to see Cheryl hovering over her, a
look of concern on her pretty face.
She smiled up at Cheryl and held her hand out for the young woman
to help her to sit. "I'll be ok in few minutes" She said to her.
"You know you really scared me" Cheryl said, she had a damp cloth and
was wiping it over Christine's forehead.
"Oh" she laughed " Maybe I should have told you beforehand."
"I have to ask you something." Cheryl said as she found her panties and
was pulling them on her legs. "Did you REALLY forget to wipe yourself?"
Ron and Josie came down the stairs to find Jennifer and Jack
talking with Bruce and Myra.
"Well" Ron said. "Did everyone have a good time?" Jack looked away as
Jennifer answered him. "Sure did. What about you?" The look on Josie's
face was all the answer Jennifer needed.
Harold and Andrea emerged from the stairs, Harold went straight to
bruce who took his chin in his hand and kissed him. They walked arm and
arm toward the bar. Andrea sat down and told no one in particular that
it was a shame that Harold was gay. Myra giggled and said the same
thing about Bruce. Andrea noticed that Myra was sitting rather
gingerly.
Laurie clung to Brad's arm as they saw the group sitting around and
made their way toward them. Jennifer was glad that Laurie was having a
good time. She really needed to let herself go.
Brad looked up and saw Cindy and Janice coming down the stairs. he
couldn't help but see that Cindy had a somewhat strange look on her
face. Her eyes lit up when she saw Brad watching her. She flung her
arms around him and hugged him tight.
"Hey, Cindy" he started.. "I was just wondering, do you have one of
those maid's outfits?" Cindy tilted her head and eyed him thoughtfully.
"No, but i'll get one if you want. and we MUST invest in an enema bag."
She said giving Janice a sly glance who overheard and smiled.
Almost everyone had completed their adventure and were filtering in
the room by twos. Most had silly smiles on their face when they joined
their friends in the large room. Cheryl had gotten into a conversation
with a man named Mark who was telling her that he had a real maid at
home that looked a lot like her.
Christine walked up to Cheryl and said. "So, you want my husband
too?" she asked in mock suspicion as she put her arms around Mark.
"Your husband? he just told me that you had a maid that looks like me."
"Yeahhhh" She said with a giggle.
"Oh, do you treat her like you did me?" Cheryl asked coyly.
"Oh heavens no!..She would whip my bottom if I got out of line with
her!" Christine laughed.
"Well, if your maid ever goes on vacation, you should give me a call.
I'll be glad to fill in for her." She said as she winked at her.
Laurie cornered Bruce and Harold and told them that they must come
over for dinner soon.
"Harold and I will put on maid's outfits for you." She said linking her
arm in Harold's "Would you like that, Bruce?"
Bruce gave her a sidelong glance. "As a matter of fact, I would like
that. You have a date."
"Oh yes, I hope you don't mind. But I simply must take this man to bed
with me. I'm told he's got a nice cock." Harold blushed at his friend.
Bruce gestured toward the stairs. "Be my guest." He smiled at her.
Genuinely liking the sexy redhead.
"Come on Harold. Our time has come!" she said leading him toward the
stairs.
Cindy was sitting on Brad's lap and was telling him about what
Janice had done to her. His eyebrow shot up when she told him about the
piss.
"Would you like me to do that to you?" He asked as his arms wrapped
around her waist.
"I don't think I would like it, but you know you can do whatever you
want to me." She said, looking deep into his eyes.
"Good." He said. "Because I can't see myself doing that." He pressed
her lips to his own and kissed her affectionately.
"Hey" Ron said. "Did anyone see who Donna got matched up with?" he
asked the whole group.
"Yeah" Cheryl answered. "She got the Baron.. I think he said something
about his private bedroom." Ron nodded silently and shrugged his
shoulders.
"You know" he said to Jennifer who was holding hands with Jack who
seemed to be a bit more comfortable with her. "He always told me that
he wanted that girl." Jennifer smiled and looked up at him.
"Do you think he plans to keep her?" Ron laughed.
Donna laid curled up against Von Kerr in his bed. Her ass was a
bright red from what had to have been a very severe whipping. She was
gently kissing him all over his face while he had his hands on her
back.
"Hey, what is your first name?" Donna asked him curiously.
Von Kerr studied her for a moment. "You know, i've never told anyone
here my first name."
"I know.. Will you tell me?" she said looking at him with her
bright eyes.
"Yes, I think you should be the first to know it. It's Wilhelm"
"Wilhelm." Donna rolled it on her tongue like it was a wine she was
sampling. "I like it!" He chuckled and pinched her cheek.
"So glad you approve. But we'd better get up and tell them."
Donna made a pouty face. "I wanna stay here for awhile longer."
He lovingly patted her scorched bottom. "Plenty of time for that, my
dear... Now get your lovely self out of bed and get dressed."
Cheryl sat down next to Brad and Cindy. "Cindy, do you mind if I
talk to Brad for a moment, alone?" Cindy smiled at the young woman.
"Not at all. I think I need a drink anyway." She climbed off of his lap
and walked away. Brad followed her with his eyes.
"She's a nice woman." Cheryl told him. "Are you happy?" she asked.
"Yeah, I really am happy. We're going to move in together."
"Oh that's wonderful, Brad!" Cheryl said. "I wanted to fully explain
why I had to break our date that night." Brad held his hand up and
shook his head.
"You don't have to, hon. I understand."
"No, I want to. You see, Jennifer came into the store and invited me to
dinner. Or rather she TOLD me to come to dinner. I took one look at her
and knew I had to say yes. When I told you that I forgot, I was only
half telling the truth to you." Cheryl stopped for a moment then
continued.
"I just wanted you to know that I am truly sorry that I lied to you
that day. I mean about Jennifer being my aunt and all that. I just hope
we can be friends. You know I really do care for you." Cheryl said to
him with a hint of a tear in her eye.
Brad leaned over and kissed her cheek. "I think one day i'm going
to have to put you across my knee and give you the spanking you
deserve." He said in a lighthearted voice. Cheryl hugged him and then
smiled while she touched his cheek.
"Yes you should. I'll be looking forward to that day." She said as she
kissed him briefly on the lips and stood to walk away.
"You know, I think i'm gonna go sit Cindy down and tell her how lucky
she is." She said to him with a sparkle in her eye as she walked away
toward Cindy.
She walked up to Cindy and hugged her. "Thank you, Cindy. I had
something to say to Brad that i've been wanted to get off my chest for
a long time." Cindy took the young woman's hands in her own and smiled
at her.
"I know.. Brad told me how you and he used to date. Is it all cleared
up now?" Cheryl giggled
"Yeah... He told me that he was going to spank me one day." Cindy
laughed with her.
Wilhelm Von Kerr came down the stairs with Donna possessively
holding on to his waist. They moved to the bar as Ron sat down next to
Jennifer and watched them go by. He caught that far away look in his
step daughter's face.
Von Kerr had made himself a drink and then said loudly.
"Can I have everyone's attention" Conversations went silent as they
waited to hear what he had to say.
"I want all of you, my friends to be the first to hear this news."
Pausing for effect, "Tonight, Donna had consented to become the
Baroness Von Kerr." Loud clapping broke out among the partiers along
with a few congratulations from some who were standing hearing to them.
"But for tonight... it's anything goes.. find a partner or partners..
And have a good time!" The party would last until late Sunday night.
Ron sat back and looked at Jennifer. "It looks like my little girl
is really growing up." He mused with a rueful smile. Jennifer nodded,
"It's almost a shame to lose her. I'm sure she'll no longer work with
Laurie."
Ron sighed as he looked at how Donna's face radiated happiness.
"And i'm just a little too old to be starting a new family." He said
with a grin. Jennifer laughed and said. "If that was a proposal, sir!".
At this point, Josie walked across the room and seated her ample
bottom on Ron's lap. She put her arms around his neck and pouted at
him.
"We get our report cards tomorrow, daddy. I'm afraid I didn't do very
well." Ron grinned first at Josie, then at Jennifer.
"Then again.." He said, wrapping his arms around Josie's waist.
"There's a lot to be said for raising a family." Jennifer tossed her
head back and laughed before patting Josie on the knee and getting up.
"I think I know when i'm not needed." She giggled and walked up behind
George. They exchanged a few words before he nodded and took her hand
as they walked toward the stairs. The look of elation on his face lit
up the room.
Authors Note:
Although this is a work of fiction, I've taken great care to make
the sexual scenes sound like they COULD happen. For you, the reader...
I hope you find this effort to your liking. As always, I welcome your
comments and suggestions.
Thank You
Robert 42
COMING SOON..... SOMETHING A LITTLE SPICY.. The story of the spicier
side of sex.
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