Lara was bored. She hadn't been fucked, really fucked, in a very long time and her pussy was aching to be sore. She still made love with her husband and it was nice but, she had started to realize, she needed something more. No-one had taken her to that special place where only something new, something different, could take her and she longed to find out what it would be. She had had a taste only last week and she wondered if she had the nerve to go through with it.
She had been at the gym and had just finished her exercise programme. She liked the gym; she liked pushing her body to see how far she could go; she liked the camaraderie of the other women as they too toned their soft bodies; most of all, however, she liked the showers afterwards where she could peel off her sweaty clothes and watch the other women doing the same, secretly enjoying the many different naked bodies around her, secretly wondering if anyone was enjoying the sight of hers.
She had stripped off as usual and was bending over to retrieve her towel and shampoo when she suddenly felt a smack across her naked bottom. She was so shocked she almost fell forward into her locker. When she recovered and looked around, there was no-one there except her instructor making her own naked way to the communal showers. Lara couldn't believe that the tall statuesque blonde would have struck her so blatantly, so viciously, and wondered if one of her friends had done it and was now hiding from her.
Deciding she would have to investigate later, she picked up her towel and made her way to the showers. The gym had been busy today and the only spare one was next to her instructor, so she hung up her towel and made her way to the other woman's side. Maria cast a sideways look at her pupil, looking down on her disdainfully. Lara was a beautiful woman but she always felt inferior when she compared herself to Maria. Whereas she was the typical Latin-type beauty, dark and very sensual, Maria looked more Scandinavian, tall, blonde and very beautiful. The only thing was, she knew just how beautiful she was and looked down on the other women as being beneath her.
As the two women stood naked under the running water, Lara couldn't help but sneak a closer look at Maria's sexy body and wondered what it would be like to make love to another woman so different from herself. As if she could hear Lara's thoughts, the tall woman turned and sneered at her pupil.
"Did you enjoy that little pat on your arse, Lara?"
So it had been her. The thought of this incredible woman touching her made Lara go weak at the knees, made her face blush, made her pussy moisten. Unable to form any words, so taken aback was she, Lara simply hung her head and nodded. The other woman laughed out loud at her.
"I knew it. You're a slut, aren't you, Lara? A submissive slut just waiting to be punished." Lara was glad that the showers were so powerful, so noisy, that none of the other women could hear this conversation but, even so, she was very embarrassed.
"What? No, I'm not a slut. I'm a respectable married woman. You just surprised me." She looked around but none of the other women seemed to be listening; her cheeks still reddened in shame.
"Don't lie to me, slut. Follow me."
With that, Maria turned off her shower and, turning without even looking again at Lara, walked back to the changing room. Lara didn't know what came over her but for some reason she did as she was told and hurried after her instructor. As she came through the door, Maria was standing there, facing her, waiting. Without another word, she grabbed Lara by the hair and forced her down on to her knees. She found herself staring at the woman's bald pussy, her very wet lips, her already visible clit.
"Lick my cunt, slut," was all she said. No other instruction; no "please"; she simply expected to be obeyed.
Lara tried to struggle, to free herself, but Maria's grip on her hair was too tight, too strong and she suddenly wondered what would happen if anyone else came out of the showers. Realizing there was only one way out of this, she leaned forward and ran her tongue along the length of the other woman's dripping slit and, Lara realised when she tasted Maria's juices, it wasn't dripping because she had just had a shower.
Once again the tall woman laughed at her. "See; nothing but a slut. If you ever have the nerve to accept the punishment you deserve, call me. You can get my number from the front desk."
With that, she released her victim and walked away to her own locker at the other side of the large changing room. Just then the door from the showers opened and some other women that Lara knew slightly came through, looking quizzically at the woman on her knees in front of her locker, but said nothing. Even now, a week later, when Lara thought about the incident she could feel her juices soaking her knickers once again.
So now as she lay naked on her own bed at home, toying with her vibrator, toying with her pussy, she looked again at the phone number she had been given by the receptionist at the gym and wondered if she had the nerve to call Maria. As her vibrator slipped down from her clit, slid between her pussy lips and entered her she wondered how far the other woman would take her, how far she wanted to be taken, and how amazing it would be to taste Maria's pussy again. The thought of her own submission on the floor of the changing room, the memory of the fear she had felt as Maria tightened the grip on her hair, the thought of how she had been forced to lick another woman in a public place was enough to make her cum again. The vibrator was now plunging in and out of her pussy as she arched her back and screamed "Maria!" while her orgasm washed over her.
Before she could change her mind, before her orgasm had totally subsided, before she had even pulled the vibrator from her pussy, she reached across to the bedside table and picked up the phone. Maria answered after a few moments and listened to Lara stumble through a request to meet. She was instructed to present herself in the restaurant of a nearby hotel the following evening and to book a room. She was to arrive with a totally shaven pussy and she was not allowed to touch herself until they met.
Throughout the next day Lara's pussy tingled and dripped into her knickers but, other than running her fingers along her dripping slit after shaving, she did as she was told and refrained from making herself cum. The build up of her anticipation was nearly enough to make herself cum, even without touching herself and, by the time she took her seat in the restaurant, she was desperate for someone, anyone, to touch her.
For over an hour she waited and, just as she was about to give up on Maria, in she walked. Dresses in a smart, tight --fitting business suit, she looked every inch the successful sexy woman that she knew she was. Lara could only stare at her and wonder what she had let herself in for.
Maria ordered for them both without even looking at the menu, without even asking Lara what she wanted. Ignoring her throughout the meal, other than to enquire if she had shaved her pussy as instructed, Maria finished her meal and asked Lara what room she was in. Rising from the table, even though Lara had not finished eating, Maria strode out of the restaurant and Lara knew she was expected to follow her. Quickly signing for their meal, charging it to her room, she hurried after her gym instructor and wondered what lessons she would be learning this afternoon.
As they got into the lift, Maria simply stood at the back and waited for Lara to press the button. As soon as the doors closed over, the taller woman grabbed Lara's hair from behind and forced her down on to her knees in the lift. Saying nothing, she simply stood there with Lara kneeling at her feet, like some sort of pet. Lara was grateful that no other guests seemed to be around at that point to witness her humiliation but, as the lift reached her floor and the doors slid open, they were faced with an elderly couple who seemed shocked to see the beautiful woman on her knees. Maria smiled to them and explained that her slave had been bad and was being punished so she was only allowed to crawl in public today.
As the mystified couple stood back to allow Maria to exit the lift, dragging Lara by her thick, dark hair, they didn't even notice the lift doors closing and leaving without them, so intrigued were they by what they were seeing. Lara, meanwhile, was burning with embarrassment as she followed her new mistress to her room and presented the other woman with the card to open the door. She had never been so ashamed in her whole life but she knew her knickers had never been so wet, at least not in a very, very long time.
No sooner had the door closed behind them when Maria pulled her to her feet and ordered her to strip. She couldn't tear off her clothes quickly enough; she kicked off her shoes then removed her blouse and skirt before she suddenly seemed to realize she was standing in a strange hotel room in just her underwear, waiting for the attention of a woman she hardly knew, waiting to be told she was worthy of the woman's attention, waiting to be satisfied in the way she craved more than anything else.
Before she knew what was happening, Maria grabbed her and, practically lifting her off her feet, threw her on to the large king-sized bed. Automatically, she started to struggle and to cry out but Maria straddled her, kneeling across her chest, and held her down. As if from nowhere, Maria produced two silk scarves from within her suit jacket and secured her hands to the bedposts. Climbing off her, she knelt over the frightened woman and began to pull down her soaking white thong. The more Lara struggled, the more Maria just smiled and, after sliding the tiny thong down Lara's smooth legs, she stuffed it into her open mouth, stifling her cries and making her more terrified than before. She was now bound and gagged in a room with another woman and no-one knew she was there. Before she could think of anything else, she became aware of a familiar taste of pussy in her mouth as she realised just how wet her knickers were. She could taste her juices and, since the knickers were soaked in them, she could feel those same juices running down her throat. What had she let herself in for?
Before she had time to consider her answer, Maria was leaning over her again, opening the clasp of her front fastening bra and freeing Lara's gorgeous breasts to her hungry gaze. Lara knew she had nice breasts but she couldn't believe how hard her nipples were.
"You're obviously enjoying this, bitch. Look how big your nipples are."
As Lara could do nothing but stare up at her captor, Maria lowered her warm mouth to her left breast and sucked the nipple into her mouth. Her other hand, meanwhile, was squeezing Lara's right breast, pinching her engorged nipple hard enough to make the poor woman wince. This combination of pleasure and pain continued for some time as Maria alternated between licking, sucking and pinching each nipple in turn. Lara could do nothing but lie there, writhing in pain, writhing in lust. Her pussy felt as if it was about to explode and she cried at the hunger she felt between her legs.
Just when she thought she might cum through the pain and pleasure being meted out to her nipples alone, it stopped. Lara moaned into her knickers-gag and looked up pleadingly at her mistress. Each time she saw the look fear mixed with desire in the eyes of her new slave, Maria simply laughed at her. She knew, however, just how close Lara was to cumming and she wanted to see just how close to the brink she could take her.
Climbing off the bed, she produced two more scarves and proceeded to tie Lara's legs to the bottom of the bed and looked down, pleased, at her spread-eagled new toy. She bent over and dipped her finger into Lara's dripping pussy, her finger quickly becoming coated in the other woman's juices.
"So, do you still deny you are a slut? Look at you; you're lying there, naked, tied to a bed in front of another woman, a stranger, your hands and feet tied to the bed, your mouth stuffed with your own knickers, and your cunt couldn't be wetter. Who else but a slut could be getting off on this?"
Lara shook her head, trying to deny in her own mind the truth of these words, trying to deny that she was a slut, trying to deny that she was anything but a respectable married woman; trying and failing. She had never felt so ashamed of her actions; she had never felt so afraid of what was happening to her and of what was about to happen; but she could not deny either that she had never felt so aroused, so alive, so wet.
"Now its the time for me to mix some pain with your pleasure, my little slut."
Lara looked into the eyes of her new mistress, her whole body and mind filled with a sense of anticipation, fear and lust. She watched as Maria reached into the inside pocket of her jacket and withdrew something that heightened all of these feelings as the woman above produced round clamps that she knew immediately were destined for her engorged nipples. She shook her head in desperation, scared of the coming pain, scared that the other woman might take pity on her and stop.
She needn't have worried about that. Maria leaned forward and began to suck on her slave's right nipple, making it harder, longer, as she pulled it upwards with her soft lips. She smiled down on the frightened woman as she applied just a little pressure on to her sensitive nipple with her teeth before she moved her mouth over to the left one and repeated her actions. Keeping one finger between Lara's pussy lips, she could tell how excited the gorgeous bound woman on the bed beneath her was.
As she looked down with pride at her toy's erect nipples she attached first one, then the other clamp as Lara's eyes shot wide with the pain when the two clamps closed tightly down. Even though her mouth was gagged, her moans still escaped and Maria laughed at her once more.
"We've only just begun," she promised.
Once again Maria tested Lara's reaction by checking the flow of juices from her pussy and was delighted to feel her slave's cunt still soaking wet. She could tell that the smaller woman was enjoying her new experience, even if she didn't know it yet. Her mind and her words may have denied she was feeling any pleasure but her pussy could not deny it; her pussy was entering new worlds of sensations she had never even imagined. The sounds coming from her mouth were now moans of a different kind and Maria knew it was time to move on to the next stage.
"Are you ready for more, slut? Are you ready to see what else I have to offer you?"
Lara shook her head violently from side to side; she couldn't take any more but still she was surprised, disappointed almost, when Maria began to untie the scarves securing her to the bed.
As she slowly sat up, Maria also sat on the side of the bed but once again grabbed Lara by her hair and pulled her over her lap. As she settled her captive so that Lara's bottom was resting on her thighs, she could feel the moisture from the poor woman's pussy brush across her naked skin as her short skirt had risen up when she sat down.
"Time for your first real spanking, slut."
Lara shuddered at the thought. She had been playfully spanked in the past by her husband but she realized that this was going to be quite different. As if reading her mind, and as if she had to remind Lara who was in charge here, Maria reached below the woman on her lap and pulled on each of the clamps, enjoying the muffled screams from her toy as fresh pain shot through both of the woman's stretched, already painful nipples. Maria wondered for a moment if Lara had reached the point where the pain was merging with the pleasure but she didn't wait to find out.
She began to spank Lara's upturned bottom and the poor woman was quite surprised by the lightness of the first blows. She was even more surprised when Maria stopped after every two or three slaps and stroked her reddening cheeks. However, before long Maria began to slowly increase the speed and the force she was using and smiled as she watched Lara squirm on her lap, causing her pussy to rub against her tormentor's smooth thigh even more forcefully. She smiled even more when she noticed her victim's hips begin to rise to meet her hand. She wondered if she could push Lara a little further on their first date.
Her hand was starting to sting a little from the prolonged spanking so she wrapped her right leg around Lara's left one and pulled her closer to her body. Lara didn't realize that her legs were now open but she realised as soon as the first slap landed on her needy pussy. Maria's thighs were now soaked from the juices pouring from her slave and when she reached down once more, released the nipple clamps at the same time as she delivered the first slap to Lara's engorged clit, the poor woman was tipped right over the edge.
Her pussy didn't just cum, her whole body erupted and she would have fallen off Maria's lap if the stronger woman had not had such a tight grip on her. The fact that that grip was on her pussy and on her tits caused further tremors throughout Lara's body and she was lost in somewhere far away. She had never cum like this before; she never wanted to cum like this again yet she never wanted this feeling to end.
As she slowly recovered, Maria lay her back on the bed, strong enough to lift the exhausted woman off her lap and position on her face where she wants her. Lara is barely aware that her mistress is reapplying the scarves to her wrists and ankles, so weak from her orgasm she couldn't have stopped her even if she wanted to. As her mind returns, she realizes she is spread-eagled once more, only this time her arse is on view, her arse hole is exposed, and her pussy is clearly visible between her outstretched legs. She also realised at that point that Maria had removed her thong-gag at some point and now she was free to speak.
"Maria, I have to go now, my husband will be home soon."
In answer she received a harsh slap on both her upturned cheeks and Maria almost laughed as she watched the flesh of the other woman's arse wobble beneath the force of her blows.
"You go home when I say you go home, slut, a not a moment sooner. I am your Mistress now and you will refer to me as such. Do you understand?"
"What? No, Maria, no. I have to go. Please release me."
This time the beating to her already punished bottom was swift and vicious. Lara shrieked beneath the sudden onslaught and struggled to escape the blows raining down on her but there was nowhere for her to go. Only when Maria began to feel her hand stinging again did she stop. "Well, slave, do you understand now?"
Lara understood only too well. She had put herself in this position and now there was nothing she could do about it. She was at the mercy of this cruel woman and the tears ran down her face as she feared what else the woman would do to her.
"Yes, Mistress, I understand."
"That's better, slave. Now relax; I've been looking forward to taking you for a long time."
Lara tensed as she felt the other woman climb on to the bed between her legs and crouch over her. She could feel the other woman's breath on her and shuddered as Maria's tongue reached out and began to trail up and down her naked spine. Lara knew the other woman must be tasting her salty sweat and was still able to feel embarrassed at such an intimate touch. Up and down the wet tongue travels, a little lower on each journey so that Lara could feel her body preparing to respond, preparing to betray her again, preparing to leak even more juices from between her legs.
Too scared to say anything, Lara could feel the heat building in her pussy and could feel the soft tongue of her Mistress as it continued to tease her. She knew her pussy would respond to this kind of loving but she knew also that if her Mistress was offering her pleasure now, there was pain to follow.
As Maria's tongue moved further down, and this time did not move back up, she took a firm grip of Lara's round cheeks and squeezed them, pulled them apart, and smiled as she watched her slave tremble beneath her, wondering if the other woman knew what she had in store. Not waiting to find out, she took a long lingering, hungry look at the poor woman's tight arse hole before lowering herself and pressing her tongue against Lara's dirtiest hole.
As her teasing continued, running her tongue round and round Lara's forbidden hole, she ignored the pleas of her slave not to do this, as if the woman below her had suddenly realized what was to happen to her next. Maria lowered one hand and ran one finger along her victim's dripping slit. Her mouth might have been begging to be released but her pussy was aching for a very different kind of release. As one finger slipped between Lara's puffy lips so easily, Maria then inserted another one, feeling her slave's cunt walls clutch them and squeeze them. Much as she enjoys teasing her slut, however, that is not what she had in mind for the next step and she immediately stiffened her tongue before forcing it inside Lara's darkest hole.
Lara was ashamed, excited, humiliated, aroused all at the same time. She wanted her hips to try to push into the bed to escape the invading tongue and fingers of her Mistress; instead they were pushing up, aching to be licked even more, aching to feel even dirtier, aching to have even more fingers plunged into her pussy. Maria didn't disappoint as her tongue delved even deeper into Lara's hole while two fingers were replaced by three, then four into her wide stretched cunt.
"Please, Mistress; please," she begged but she didn't know what she was begging for.
"More, slut? Do you want more fingers in your cunt? Do you want more in your arse? What is it you want, you whore?"
Lara could only bury her head in the pillows, too ashamed to ask for more, too afraid that more was what she was about to receive. Her pussy had never been fucked by four fingers, but now she felt her Mistress remove her tongue from her wet arse hole and replace it with a finger from her other hand. She groaned at the sensation of being completely full but she knew Maria wasn't finished yet.
Lara's body was totally consumed with lust. All she could feel were her two holes being stretched, being filled, being fucked. There was nothing but sensation; all thought, all fear had disappeared and she pushed back her hips, forcing her Mistress's fingers even deeper. She knew how she must have looked at that moment, her two holes filled with two hands but she could no longer care. She knew she had to cum; she knew she had to be stretched; she knew she would never be the same again and she no could longer care.
Her breathing was fast and shallow; her body covered in sweat, she knew she needed one last touch to push her over the edge. And Maria gave it to her. Withdrawing her fingers from the poor woman's pussy, she curled them into a fist and pushed it into Lara's gaping cunt, opening it even wider, filling it even more, stretching it until it can stretch no more. She looked down at her slave's lips wrapped around her wrist and knew that the woman was no hers, hers to play with, hers to punish, hers to do anything she wanted with.
Lara screamed as her orgasm hit her, the feel of her Mistresses' whole fist inside her enough to tip her over the edge. The heat in her pussy was intense, the pain was so painful, so good; the walls of her cunt tightened around the invading her hand, squeezing it, holding on to it; the fingers in her arse continued to plunge in and out as they too felt the strength of the waves washing over the defeated woman. It seemed to last for ever but Lara had lost all sense of time and passed out from the overload of pleasure and pain.
She didn't know how long it was before she opened her eyes again. All she knew was that she could feel herself being stretched once more as her Mistresses' hand was removed from her ravaged pussy. She looked round to see Maria licking her fingers clean, the fingers from both hands and Lara shuddered in pain and embarrassment all over again. As she watched, her Mistress began to straighten her own skirt and prepare to leave. Lara couldn't believe that she was going to abandon her in this position but that's exactly what it looked like she was going to do.
"Please, Mistress; please don't leave me like this. Please untie me," she begged.
"Don't worry, my little slut. I'll send the maid up here shortly. I'm sure she would love to see the gaping hole that was once your pussy. At least then she'll know how you managed to stain the bed covers so much. She can untie you; unless she wants to use you herself, that is. By the way, don't bother looking for your knickers. I'm keeping them as a souvenir. I'll expect another call from you when you've recovered."
Lara watched in disbelief as the other woman walked out. She buried her head in the pillows once more, trying to hide herself from the shame she felt, from the embarrassment that was still to come when the maid arrived and from the pain that was coursing through her body from her arse hole and her pussy. It was only then that she realised she had not heard Maria close the door and, looking round in fright, she saw a wide open door and the elderly couple from earlier staring at her bound, naked, punished body.
She had never been more humiliated.
Part 2
Lara was so scared. As she approached the building at the address Maria had given her, she wondered again what she was letting herself in for. Her pussy still tingled from the fisting she had received last week and she had tried so hard not to call her Mistress but, as each day passed and the longing in her pussy intensified, she knew she was going to end up calling. When she did eventually call she had been told, no, ordered to present herself at this address today at four o'clock, and not to dare be late. It was one minute after four now but she didn't think that would matter.
She knocked on the large door to the most elegant house she had ever seen. It was massive and the drive out of the city gave her time to realize that there weren't going to be any close neighbors. I suppose, in the countryside, no-one can hear you scream she smiled to herself. It was a nervous smile, though, and her nervousness ran all the way to her pussy, causing it to tingle in anticipation.
The door was opened by Maria but a very differently dressed Maria from the last time she had seen her. She wore only a black corset, stockings and ferociously high black stilettos. She looked Lara up and down then, without saying a word, began to walk away. Lara wasn't sure what she should do but decided to follow the taller woman and was led to a door on the other side of the huge hall. Maria opened it and, once more, carried on without any indication to her guest that she should follow her but that's exactly what she did.
She found herself walking down a steep staircase into what must have been a wine cellar originally; now it was something completely different. Dominating the center of the room was a large wooden X-shaped frame. Lara noticed with a shiver that ran down her spine that each of the limbs of the frame had leather cuffs attached and she trembled with the thought that, very soon those cuffs would be tied around her wrists and ankles.
On one side of the frame stood a man, a man she had never seen before and a man who was obviously waiting, waiting for her. She had been told to dress like a schoolgirl and, although she thought this was a bit silly, she had gone along with it, interested to see what the evening would bring and more than a little turned on. The stranger was the first to speak.
"So this is the slut you told me about. Does she always dress like a schoolgirl? Is she dressed like a schoolgirl underneath her school uniform?"
Lara's head bowed low as she remembered how she had been allowed to choose her own underwear and had chosen her tiniest matching bra and thong. She had hoped that they would please her Mistress but she hadn't realised that anyone else would be seeing them.
"I guess there's only one way to find out," answered her Mistress as if she really was a young schoolgirl and wasn't allowed to speak. Lara, lift your skirt."
Lara raised her head and pleaded, "Please, Mistress, please don't make me do this in front of you and this stranger. I didn't think there would be anyone else here today."
"It doesn't matter what you thought or didn't think, slave. Do not make me come over there and do it for you. Do as you have been told."
The poor woman hesitantly lifted her short skirt and revealed her pretty pink knickers to her Mistress and the man. The stranger smiled malevolently, licking his lips in anticipation while her Mistress seemed to be enraged. Lara, for her part, could feel her cheeks burning with embarrassment and her pussy tingling at the same time.
"Did I not tell you to dress like a schoolgirl? Do you imagine a schoolgirl would wear such slutty knickers? Turn around and bend over," her Mistress commanded.
By now Lara could feel the tears welling up in her eyes as she realized she had no-one to blame for her predicament but herself but knew also that this was not what she had expected, not what she wanted. Nevertheless, she was too frightened to disobey and did as she was instructed. She bent forward, sliding her hands down her legs, holding herself steady by gripping behind her knees. She was very aware of her hair hanging down, covering her face. This was a good thing, though, as it hid her burning cheeks and her tear-filled eyes. What wasn't so good was that she was also very aware of her breasts hanging down, feeling as if they were about to spill out of her tiny bra, even if they were still covered by her imitation school blouse.
Her short skirt was still just about covering her bottom but she heard the man walking over to stand by her side. Lara shuddered when she felt her skirt being raised and thrown over her back, exposing her round bottom. She knew that wasn't all that was exposed, however; she knew her Mistress and the stranger were staring at the strap running between her cheeks, the only thing covering her dirtiest hole.
"Take that off immediately, slut. How dare you wear something like that in my house?"
Lara felt a great sense of injustice as, the tears now flowing freely, she reached behind herself and did as she was told. This was so unfair; she had been allowed to choose her own knickers. If she had been told to wear big navy ones then she would have done so but she knew better than to complain. She eased her thong out from between her cheeks and pulled it down, the gusset peeling from her sticky pussy, her pussy that was betraying how turned on she really was. Standing up, she turned around to face her Mistress, holding the tiny pink thong in her hand.
Maria simply held out her hand and Lara walked over and offered the offending article to her Mistress as a peace offering. Instead, the tall woman simply handed it to the stranger who, in turn, sniffed at the crotch before running his tongue along the tiny piece of cotton that moments before had been stuck to Lara's pussy.
"You're right, Maria. She is a slut. Her juices have soaked her thong. I think we should proceed."
"First, I want to show you my slave's tits; you won't believe how sensitive her nipples are. Open your blouse, slut."
Once again Lara looked at her Mistress pleadingly but she could tell from the other woman's stern face that there was to be no arguments so she started to do what was expected of her. She had managed to find one of her old school ties in the attic at home and now she undid it, slipped it from under the collar of her white blouse and dropped it to the floor. Starting at the top, she slowly opened the buttons on her blouse and, pulling it out of her skirt and open, she exposed her gorgeous breasts in her matching pink bra to her Mistress who had been looking forward to feasting on them again. She felt proud of her breasts and the hunger they produced in her Mistress's eyes but hesitated in front of the stranger. A simple nod from Maria, however, was enough for her to know what she had to do next. She pulled her large breasts out of the bra cups and presented them to the couple in front of her. Once again the stranger licked his lips while her Mistress seemed to be staring at her with a mixture of pride and lust.
"Strip!" came the command from her Mistress and, once again, she complied. She began with her white blouse and hurriedly began to remove her clothes. The blouse was dropped to the floor, followed by her skirt after she unzipped it and wriggled her hips to let it fall. In a matter of seconds she was standing facing them in just her pink bra, knee-high white school socks and flat shoes, as befitting a young schoolgirl who was about to be punished. Her bra was removed from behind, as she felt Maria unclasp it and slide the straps down her shoulders. The bra fell to the floor beside her other clothes and Maria's hands slid round her body and grabbed her breasts. Instantly, Lara felt her nipples harden.
"What a dirty little slut!" the stranger laughed. "They're hard already and you haven't even touched them. Well we know what to do with nipples like that. We punish them."
The couple then crowded around the terrified woman, walking slowly, menacingly, around her, so close she could hear their breathing. She could feel her own heart beating faster and her pussy leaking even more than she thought possible. She knew her body was loving every second of this examination but could she accept everything they had planned for her? She was about to find out.
As he finished his circling of the poor woman, the stranger reached out and pinched one of Lara's engorged nipples with his finger and thumb before accepting a metal clamp from Maria. As he fastened it around the shocked woman's first nipple, Lara could only stand and watch as the tall man began to tighten the tiny screw on the side of the clamp. He fastened it so tightly that it caused Lara to whimper but all he did was laugh at her before he took another clamp from Maria's outstretched hand and repeated the procedure on the other side.
As if they were now satisfied with her appearance, the evil couple led her to the large cross which she knew she was destined for and secured her arms and legs, leaving her spread-eagled and totally at their mercy. Maria pulled a small lever on the side of the frame and it spun round so that Lara was now upside down, a position she had an irrational but very real fear about.
"No, please, I don't like this. You can do anything you want to me but don't leave me in this position," she begged.
Almost instantly, the frame was brought back to its upright position and Lara breathed a sigh of relief. After catching her breath she looked up to be met by the raging face of her Mistress.
"Did you not agree there would be no limits, no safe word?"
"Yes, but..."
Lara didn't get to finish her reply, because the stranger was now standing behind her and forced Lara's own knickers into her mouth before securing them by tying her bra around her head, pulling it tight between her lips. Once more Maria pulled on the lever and the terrified woman's body was spun round, along with the frame.
She was really scared now. She could feel all her blood rushing to her head and she began to feel quite light headed. The only other feelings in her entire body were the pains in both her clamped nipples and the flooding of her pussy as it leaked continuously but now had nowhere to leak to.
The couple now stood over her, one on either side. They had a perfect view of her pussy as they looked down on her and Lara knew there would be no mistaking her full blown state of arousal. As if to confirm her thoughts, Maria sneered to her accomplice.
"We won't need any lubrication with this one."
The stranger handed Maria something and Lara was shocked when she saw a metal speculum in her chief tormentor's hands. It looked just like the one her gynecologists' used but there was a major difference. This one looked to be about twice the size. As if to emphasize this, her Mistress opened and closed the twin blades to show the poor upside down woman just how wide it could go then plunged it forcefully into Lara's cunt.
The poor slave screamed into her underwear gag at the sudden cold intrusion but her torment had only just begun. As Maria began to stretch her pussy open wide, wider, then wider still, the evil couple took a good look down into her stretched pussy, before her Mistress ripped the speculum from her open lips and Lara screamed around her gag. The pain was incredible as somewhere in her mind she realised that the evil woman had pulled out the device without closing it and Lara's poor recovering pussy was dealt another major blow.
She hung there in agony and might have passed out from the pain except for the fact that her Mistress was not finished with her yet. Maria appeared with a vibrator larger than anything Lara had ever used on herself. This didn't seem to concern her Mistress, however, who simply rammed it into Lara's stretched pussy and switched it on.
"We're going to leave you now for a while. We're going to have a nice spot of dinner and we will see you in about an hour. Just one more thing; you're not allowed to cum. If we come back and see that you have had an orgasm while we are eating then there will be a price to pay. And you will be the one paying it."
With that, the couple left the cellar and Lara hung there; bound, upside down, aching, vibrating and all she could think was, "I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum!" She began to scream into her gag but there was no-one to hear her and no-one to stop her orgasm from starting.
When Maria and the stranger came back into the cellar, after only ten minutes, she thought that they had been gone for hours. She had started to cum after only five minutes and she hadn't stopped cumming since. When she opened her eyes, looked up, and saw her tormentors standing there, she didn't know whether to be grateful or terrified. She was delighted to see them again, hoping that they would switch off the huge vibrator and remove it from her quivering pussy but she had defied them by allowing herself to cum and she knew she was about to pay the price.
Maria was the first to move and did just as Lara had hoped; she removed the gag from their prisoner's mouth and switched off the vibrator, pulling it quickly from the poor woman's cunt. Trailing it down Lara's trembling body, over her throbbing clit, smearing her belly with her own juices, moving on between the valley of her gorgeous breasts, she presented the large cock to their slave's mouth and gave her no choice but to accept it into her mouth. Lara had tasted her own juices many times before but somehow they tasted even sweeter on this plastic cock as she hung there, upside down.
Still sucking the fat cock, she saw her Mistress hand something to her accomplice but she couldn't see what it was. Before she did see it, she heard it. A thick leather belt lashed down suddenly between her legs, landing directly on her upturned bottom; she jerked wildly within her constraints, squirming uncontrollably. Before she even had time to cry out, the belt had landed three more times.
"You are about to receive ten lashes from the belt and ten from whatever other implements we choose to use," Maria promised her. "You really should have tried harder not to cum without permission."
"I don't think I can take much more," she pleaded.
"Any more complaining and I'll double it," was her only answer.
Lara's pussy was so wet right at that moment it was as if someone had pored a bucket of water over her. It might have been a welcome relief from the heat in her cunt but she knew that providing relief wasn't what this couple wanted to do. When Maria informed her that the four lashes she had already received didn't count towards her total she sobbed in fear but also as she wondered what state her bottom cheeks would be in once they were finished with her.
As Maria began lashing her again, she tried as hard as she could to stay quiet but a scream still escaped her mouth. For that, she received an extra lash before Maria got down on her knees, pushed her own exposed cunt to Lara's upside down face, her legs open, and forced her wet pussy to the poor woman's mouth, forcing her to eat her.
Now it was the stranger's turn and, standing behind the frame while Maria knelt in front of it, he picked up a large wooden hairbrush. Once again, it came down hard and fast on Lara's inflamed cheeks. The woman could only moan into Maria's cunt and forced herself to drive her tongue even deeper into her first jailor.
Soon she wasn't the only one moaning. As the stranger watched his accomplice get closer and closer to orgasm, he increased the speed and the severity of the strokes raining down on Lara's bottom, totally forgetting Maria's promise of ten strikes from each one. As he began to tire and slow down, however, their slave seemed to take that as a signal to work harder with her mouth. She sucked Maria's clit and plunged her tongue between the other woman's lips alternatively.
The hairbrush actually hurt more than the belt had but she still felt herself pushing her thighs up within the limits of her restrains to meet its downwards swing. She knew her bottom must be a terrible mess by now but, hanging there in that position for them both to see only seemed to heighten her embarrassment and she could feel her juices pouring out and trickling, not down her thighs, but across her belly.
But it wasn't just her own juices that were flowing. Maria threw he head back and came all over the poor woman's face, just as the stranger delivered his final slap with the hairbrush. As Maria was finally able to get back to her feet, she looked down to see a small puddle of those same juices lying on the floor.
"You can clean those up with your tongue later," she sneered before tottering over to rest in an armchair
As her Mistress recovered from the wonderful orgasm Lara's tongue had given her, she felt the frame turning and she was brought back round to an upright position. The stranger, her Master, now stood in front of her and she felt his right hand slide up her naked body. She shuddered as his hands reached her gorgeous breasts and his long fingers found her clamped nipples. She moaned as she felt the beginnings of another orgasm even though he had yet to touch her pussy. She knew she must not cum again without permission; she knew she would be punished if she did; she knew her poor bottom could take no more. He released the clamp on her left nipple and Lara felt the relief of the pressure being removed. The relief lasted but a moment before the sensation rushed back into her punished nipple and Lara squealed in pain and with pleasure. He smiled wickedly at his captive and realising the effect he was having on her, he decided to release the other clamp. She had never known pain like this, but it did make her feel incredibly submissive when this pain was being inflicted by a Master she had never even met before and whose name she didn't know
"Now what shall I do with these clamps, slut?"
This time his hand moved down to her dripping pussy, causing Lara to shudder in anticipation and fear. One long finger lightly traced along Lara's lips, drawing a moan of sheer pleasure from the poor woman but, as soon as she realized what he was doing, she bit her bottom lip, trying to stifle her moans and stop herself from cumming.
She could feel his fingers slide between her lips, teasing her, pleasing her, getting her as hot and as excited as her Mistress had the week before. She tried to focus on anything else to keep her building orgasm away but he could see it building in her eyes and he continued to bring her closer and closer to the brink. Just when Lara thought she was going to be overcome with the biggest orgasm of her life, he stopped. He stopped and then he punished her. Without warning, he closed one of the clamps on Lara's pussy lips and then the other. She screamed in pain and shock so unexpected was the intense pain after the almost delicious pleasure. What he did next surprised her just as much.
He knelt down in front of her and released her legs from the wooden frame. Standing up, he then undid the cuffs holding her arms and she was finally free. Or so she thought. Her limbs were so weak she could hardly walk but her Master took her by the arm and led her over to where her Mistress waited.
Maria was dressed just as she had been earlier but with one vital addition; strapped to her bald pussy was a black, plastic cock -- bigger than any Lara had ever seen. All the men she had ever fucked had been about the same size but her Mistress's cock seemed to be at least two inches longer. Lara trembled at the thought that it was going to be used on her and wondered how such a thing could fit in anyone, even a grown woman like herself with a pussy which was leaking juices down her legs.
When her Mistress lay down on the floor in front of her and her Master positioned her over her , the poor woman duly complied. She knew what was to come next but worried that she could take such a monster cock into herself. Her Master decided to encourage her a bit and put his hands on her shoulders, pushing her down to meet her first ever black cock. As her Mistress pointed it at their slave's pussy, Lara felt the tip of it touch her outer lips and stopped. Her Master was in no mood to allow this, however, and simply pushed down her more forcefully. As the long, thick cock plunged deeper into her previously tight cunt, Lara could feel herself being stretched like never before.
Just when she thought she could take no more her Mistress thrust her hips up from the floor at the same moment her Master pushed down and Lara felt herself fully impaled on the other woman's huge tool. It was obvious that she was not the first victim they had ever "punished" in this way but her Master allowed her just a moment to adjust to being so full. Pushing her forward until she was lying on top of her Mistress, he looked down on the two women and realized that he loved this part of the plan. Seeing their new slave totally filled by his wife's plastic cock for the first time always made his cock swell even more and he got into position for his part of the fun. He loved the way the two women now had their tits squashed against each other and, when his wife reached up and to suck on their slave's large nipples, he knew it was time.
He watched as his wife continued to fuck their new plaything, stretching her pussy, and knelt down at their heads, pulling Lara's up by her long hair and presented his fat cock to her mouth. She knew what was expected of her and she opened her lips to accept him, surprised that he had not plunged to the back of her throat. But raping her throat was not what he had in mind and as she licked his hard shaft with her wet tongue, he smiled as he watched his cock become nice and slippery. Releasing her hair and pulling out of her mouth he got up and moved down their joined bodies until he was between the open legs of his wife and slave; placing his rigid cock at the tight entrance to Lara's dirtiest hole he began to push.
Lara tried to push back and dislodge him but succeeded only in driving his cock, his real cock, deeper into her resistant hole.
"Please, Master, you can't. I can't take anymore. Please don't do that."
Her pleas were ignored as he knew he was only doing what she secretly wanted. Otherwise, why would she be here? He ignored her protestations and, as his wife held her down, he forced himself into her tight arse hole.
Lara screamed for mercy but the other two had become used to ignoring the cries of their slaves and they continued to fuck her no matter how much her tears fell. Very soon they got into their usual rhythm with their slave bouncing between them like a rag doll. She was incredibly tight around the two cocks but when her Master felt her arse start to squeeze his cock, there was no holding him back. He thrust one more time deep into her and filled her bowels with his cum.
She tried to hold herself still as she felt his spunk flood her tightest hole covering his own cock. But it was no use. The feeling of being filled like she had never been filled before, the feeling of the two cocks thrusting in and out of her poor body, the feeling of her Mistress pressing against her clit, pressing against her tits, was too much and she felt her climax approaching from deep within herself and she knew that, whether she wanted to or not, she was going to cum.
Lara knew she was crying more from the pain when her Master had first pushed in to her but, once again, her body had betrayed her and had started to cum just as he had cum too. Now she lay there, sandwiched between her two tormentors, feeling the mixture of their juices running down her legs. This was the worst embarrassment yet in her whole life but her Master was not finished yet.
"Once you have cleaned up your Mistress's cock with your mouth, slut, you will be allowed to leave but you must realize that you belong to us now and, in future, you will come to us when we call you. There will be no exception to this rule."
