As she sunned herself, she thought she saw the lifeguard beckon with his eyes towards the door under the wooden platform.
After several attempts, Barbara was sure he was motioning for her to go inside.
Her pussy started flowing at what she thought would happen next, and slowly, very seductively, she got up from her blanket and brushed the loose sand that had blown onto her. She walked with a hip swaying gait the few steps to the door, and felt the lifeguard’s eyes boring into her.
God, I feel so sexy, she thought as her hand turned the knob.
It wasn’t but seconds until she heard the door opening behind her, and the bronzed boy stepped in.
“Hi!” he said in a casual way. “What’s your name?”
“Barbara.”
“Pleased to meet you Barbara,” he said sticking out his hand to grasp hers.
Barbara felt weak in the knees as his blue eyes looked right into her very soul. She knew, he knew, she was horny and needed a thick hard cock.
“I, uh…” she started.
“Don’t say a thing,” he said as he reached for the waistband of his trunks and swiftly pulled them off.
His massive cock was already hard and a drop of pre cum glistened in the light coming through the wooden slats.
Barbara felt a rush of pure hot lust go through her body and without another word dropped to her knees and immediately engulfed the thick cock.
“Oooh, yes baby, suck it!” the lifeguard said.
“I knew you were ready for something the minute I laid eyes on you this morning. What’s the matter Barbara, not getting enough at home?” he smilingly asked.
Barbara couldn’t answer and struck with an urgent need to taste this young boy’s seed, was sucking and licking the hard gristle as fast as she could. He was so big for a young man, that this spurred her on all the more. Her lips and tongue worked their way over and around the thick meat filling her mouth as she alternately deep throated him, then sucked around the shaft with her open lips.
The lifeguard’s hands tightened in her hair as he moved her head over and around his cock, placing the suctioning mouth where he would get the most pleasure.
Barbara’s mouth went down to his balls, feeling them as hard as chestnuts as she sucked first one, then the other into her mouth.
“Unnnmmmph,” the boy groaned as Barbara licked his balls.
“Oh God, that feels so good, keep going,” he continued as Barbara pulled the cock back into her lips.
“Oh yes baby, keep that up. You’re going to make me cum. I’m going to give you a load of hot cum right in that mouth of yours. Oooohhh!”
The slurping sounds of Barbara’s mouth mingled with the young boys groans of pleasure and she could feel his cock begin to tremble getting ready to shoot into her mouth. As she licked the meat furiously now, the lifeguard held her head tightly and pushed his thick cock deep into her mouth, spurting stream after stream of his thick white cream into Barbara’s mouth, spraying some on her face as she moved to lap up every drop.
“Oh God, I need to be fucked!” she moaned, as the lifeguard pulled his cock out of her mouth. It was still semi hard, and she couldn’t believe how big he was.
“Give it to me, please give it to me. I need it so bad. Please, fuck me,” Barbara practically begged, holding onto the shaft with one hand, as her mouth kissed the muscular sweaty thighs in front of her face.
“Please fuck me?” she pleaded.
The lifeguard was spent, and knew he couldn’t get it up again right away.
“Later,” he said, as he pulled up his trunks and as quickly as he entered the shack, he was gone.
Barbara was left panting on her knees, her pussy on fire with the need to be fucked. Her face dotted with splotches of the young man’s cum. She licked every trace of it off of her lips as she collapsed in the sand, her hands between her thighs, grasping her pussy tightly. She was so frustrated.
As she left the lifeguard tower she looked up to see him one more time, but he seemed to not even notice she was there. He had had his fill and now was searching the sand for another. No, he wasn’t going to fuck her, Barbara realized as she picked up her things to move further on down the beach.
Still frustrated, Barbara found a quiet little alcove where the surf played against the rocks. The sand was warm, and the wind was cut off by the outcropping. She laid back down again, and thought of her situation up to this point.
No good husband. A woman teaching her a very exciting way to make love. A house that had to be sold. Christ, she couldn’t even be in her own house right now as strangers were coming to look it over like vultures, she thought.
She stayed on the beach for a couple of hours, and hoped for a second go around with the lifeguard.
He had more than one girl to check out it seemed as every so often the door under his stand would open and a disheveled woman would step out.
What a stud. He must have fucked half the beach today, Barbara thought as she packed her things and walked to the car.
She stopped at the old Del Mar Fairgrounds and walked around the empty stands.
She and Craig had spent many a happy hour here and waves of longing, confusion and nostalgia crept into her again.
She quickly returned to her car and started back over the highway.
The good and the bad side of her situation turned over and over in her head as she drove the two lane road back to Rancho Cordova.
As she turned into her driveway, another wave of sadness fell over Barbara Rush, seeing the For Sale sign swinging in the evening breeze.
Entering the front door, she spied a pile of realtors business cards, left by all the agents who had shown her house today.
Taped to her refrigerator was a note.
Call me when you get home, love — Kelli.
Picking up the telephone, Barbara’s heart skipped a beat. Did the house have an offer already?
The way this market was going, homes were selling in two to three days after they were listed, and she just was not mentally prepared to have to move right away.
She forgot that even if an offer came in, it would have to meet her and Craig’s asking price, and that if that worked, then an escrow period would take another sixty or so days.
She really had lots of time to adjust to her situation, but all thoughts were concentrated on the neat script as Kelli picked up the phone.
“The Henry Company,” came the light voice.
“Kelli. Kelli Stroud, please,” Barbara asked.
“One moment.”
“This is Kelli, may I help you?”
“Hi lover, got your note,” Barbara said.
Kelli’s tone took on a sterner demeanor as she replied. “Why hello Mrs. Rush, thanks for calling me back.”
“Wha… what’s the matter Kelli?” Barbara asked, not sure of what she said. She had expected Kelli to greet her with enthusiasm, but she acted like they were almost strangers.
“I have some important details of your listing to discuss with you Mrs. Rush. Will you be home this evening?” Kelli continued.
“Yes.”
“Good. Would early evening or late evening be better for you?”
“Early.”
“Six o’clock or seven o’clock?”
“Why six, Kelli. Wh…”
Kelli cut her off.
“Thank you, Mrs. Rush, I’ll see you at six o’clock then,” Kelli said as she hung up the telephone.
Across the office, Laura’s finger silently pressed down on the plastic receiver knob, as she also hung up.
The greeting she heard Mrs. Rush give Kelli, was more than just a client to customer greeting.
She wondered if Kelli was involved with Mrs. Rush, the way she was involved with her. If she could find out, and get something on her boss, she would ensure not only her job stability, but perhaps her love life as well.
There was again, no mistaking how much she had enjoyed the sexual experience with Kelli Stroud, and how much she wanted more of it. Laura didn’t want anyone else coming between them.
“As I tattoo each breast I am going to pay particular attention at trying to draw a large rose petal on your nipples.”
“If my hand stays steady, you will have a most beautiful tattoo. If you move or react in any way to my needle, your nipples might be disfigured, do you understand me?” the voice continued.
“Are you ready to receive your breast tattoos?”
Submissively Kelli nodded her head ‘yes’.
A sweat broke out on her upper lip, and her body tensed at the pain she knew the needle would make in her soft, sensitive breast flesh.
Ssssssss…
“AAAAAGGHHHHH!!!!!”
The young girls body jerked against her bonds in agony as the needle pierced her flesh. Only it felt larger than a needle. It felt like the end of a white hot poker.
Sssssssssssss… Sssssssssssss…
“OOOOOH GOD! I CAN’T STAND IT!!!!!”
“PLEASE, HAVE MERCY. NO MORE!!!!”
Two searing touches seared her nipples.
Kelli’s agony continued as her breasts felt as though they would be mutilated beyond all healing.
Hot fire raced through her convulsing body as the pain started to take over and her pussy started flowing, the pain becoming arousal of need, as the punishing instrument did its work in marking her tender breasts.
Ssssssssss… Sssssssss…
“OOOOOHHHHH AAAA AGGGHHHH!!!!!!” Her terrified scream tore out of her throat.
A thin line of searing flame crossed her breasts as the branding iron again tattooed her naked flesh.
Kelli’s body convulsed again, this time in orgasm at the sweetest pain she could ever have imagined from her painful branding consumed her lithe punished body.
The branding continued for another half hour as her tormentor took her sweet time in laying the red hot, then white hot metal in exactly the places that would make her pretty captive experience the most pain.
And the most pleasure.
Kelli passed out as her breasts were seared time after time until she could stand no more.
Right before she hung up she thought she had heard another click on the line, but wasn’t sure. Her imagination had been working overtime after Craig’s last accusations about her cheating on him.
She couldn’t get the goods on him, and she was paranoid that he might find out about her liaisons with the two women that had just come into her life.
The divorce would be all one sided, no matter how much he had abused her over the years. If it ever came out in court that she had participated in more than one lesbian affair, she could kiss off any kind of meaningful settlement.
Kelli knocked on Barbara’s door at exactly six o’clock.
“Hello Kelli,” Barbara said softly, not sure of Kelli’s intentions.
“Hello Barbara,” Kelli replied, quickly stepping into the foyer.
“Sorry I had to be so short with you on the telephone, I think that someone in the office has been monitoring my telephone calls, and I just can’t be too careful.”
Barbara breathed a sigh of relief.
Kelli walked into the living room with her, and they spread the contract work out on the coffee table.
“Barb, when we listed your home, we expected it to sell in under the average market time, but it seems that in these first two days, the feedback I am getting from the other agents tells me that it is going to take a lot longer.”
“And more expensive,” she added quickly. “It seems your husband has been calling the agents who showed your home, and made various threats and just plain harassed them about their work. No agent likes a seller who will not cooperate, and as a result, several have called me and said they will refuse to show your house.”
“As you know, most homes in Rancho Cordova are sold by an agent other than the listing agent, and most again, don’t even work for the same broker. You understand how our Multiple Listing Service works, don’t you?”
Barbara was getting confused, as she dully nodded her head in agreement.
“Anyway,” Kelli continued, “My broker has asked me to increase the commission percentage to ten percent, rather than our customary six percent real estate fee.”
“I’ve got the necessary papers right here so if you’d please sign them, we can get on to other things.”
She winked at the older woman.
At these last words, Barbara’s pussy started to wet itself as she thought she knew just what ‘other things’ Kelli was talking about.
Hope she buys my story. Kelli thought.
Kelli Stroud had not become a success by being a droll, stupid plodding sales person.
She was cunning, wily and absolutely cut throat in her business manners, and finding an excuse to boost the commission rate was one of her favorite methods to turn an eighteen thousand dollar commission into a thirty thousand dollar one.
Barbara was both confused, hurt and angry that Craig would attempt to hurt her this way. Why wouldn’t he just go away, she thought as she turned to pick up the pen Kelli’s hand offered.
“Good,” Kelli said as she inspected the papers to make sure Barbara had signed them correctly.
“Just don’t worry Barbara, I’ll take care of everything. With the added incentive of an extra bonus, every agent in the county will be wanting to sell your house.”
“And,” she continued, “Craig really is paying for it anyway as the sales commission comes out of the proceeds from any offers you get.”
She continued the lie.
“Now, Barbara, about your calling me at the office. My personal life is very treasured by me, and if any one at the office got wind that you and I were anything more than agent and client, it could be very difficult for me.”
“If you do call, for God’s sake, don’t use any endearing phrases like ‘dear’ or ‘darling’, got it?” she continued.
Kelli shuffled the papers and put them in her attache case, snapping the gold clip with authority. Barbara was in such a state of confusion she was totally unprepared for what happened next.
“Barbara, darling, I want you to remember what I just told you and I have a way of enforcing your memory,” Kelli said as she tightened her grip on the older woman’s arm.
“Come over my lap, darling.”
Barbara Rush saw this happening as though in a dream as she submissively laid herself over the young girl’s lap, her stomach resting on Kelli’s gorgeous thighs. For some reason, her pussy started to tingle.
“Now, Barbara, when is the last time you’ve been spanked?”
“Wha…?” Barbara couldn’t answer as a lump caught in her throat.
“You heard me. When is the last time you’ve been spanked?”
“Oh, Kelli,” she said as she turned her face up to see the younger girl, “I haven’t been spanked since I was a child. Wha… what are you going to do?” she asked, her voice quavering.
“Are you going to spank me?” her voice trembled.
“Just a little reminder dear, of how to properly conduct yourself. A loving act of discipline I call it. You do want to remain my close friend don’t you?”
The older woman was so vulnerable she would have done anything the young girl asked her. It had been a long time since someone cared enough about her to properly discipline her.
And the thought of this beautiful young woman spanking her, started a rush of sexual excitement between her twitching thighs.
“I’m going to give you a spanking,” Kelli continued, her hands moving gently over the older woman’s buttocks sliding Barbara’s skirt over the gentle hills up to the small of her back.
“Oh!” a small cry of surprise escaped Barbara’s lips.
The older woman couldn’t believe it but she actually just experienced a pre orgasmic shudder as her pussy started to lubricate hearing the young girl’s words. She was rapidly getting aroused!
Kelli slid the woman’s panties carefully over the perfect white curves of her ass cheeks, and marveled how an older woman could keep them so tight. She was exciting to look at.
Sliding the panties down her legs and over her pumps, Kelli tossed them on the floor, then leaned over to pick them up again.
“My, my Barbara, getting a little excited? I think you’ve stained your panty crotch with your pussy juice.”
“Am I making you wet?”
“Or is the anticipation of getting a spanking while over the lap of a pretty young girl doing it?” she continued.
Barbara’s crotch ground against Kelli’s thighs as she sighed in pleasure at the girl’s touch and words. She WAS getting extremely turned on.
“I think you need to have these over your head while I spank you,” Kelli said, taking the woman’s panties and pulling them over her head so that her damp crotch was placed against Barbara’s nose and mouth.
“I want you to inhale your pussy juice smell, Barbara, as I give you your spanking.”
“Don’t worry darling, I’m just going to give you a light spanking tonight.”
“Just a reminder.”
Kelli’s thighs started to rub together and she could feel her own cunt getting wet.
“I’m going to give you a bare hand spanking dear. If I ever have to repeat this, I will use a hairbrush, do you understand?”
The older woman nodded her head, already dizzy with the thrills coursing through her body at the bizarre submission scene she was now willingly participating in.
WHACK!
Kelli’s palm came down hard on Barbara’s right ass cheek, leaving a palm print as she pulled it away.
She rubbed lightly over the print.
WHACK!!
Her palm now hit the woman’s left ass cheek with more force, leaving a matching palm print.
She rubbed over the two red marks very lightly.
Barbara was twitching more now, her thighs parted slightly as she moved on the young girl’s lap.
“I want you to count the spanks, Barbara,” Kelli said.
WHACK!
“One,” Barbara softly said.
“I can’t hear you?”
WHACK!!!
“TWO!” Barbara said louder.
WHACK! WHACK!!
“Three. Four.” Barbara’s bottom began to sting.
“Now, as I continue your spanking darling, I want you to count each spank and then say ‘thank you Kelli’, are you ready?”
The older woman’s head nodded and the panties over her head sucked into her mouth and nostrils as she took a deep breath.
“Good, I’ll begin all over then.”
A soft groan came from Barbara’s lips.
“And I don’t want to hear one whimper or cry from you Barbara. You deserve this spanking, and if I hear any noise coming from your mouth I will just have to start over.”
WHACK!
“One. Thank you Kelli.”
WHACK!!
“Two. Thank you Kelli.”
WHACK!!
“Owww! Three. Thank you Kelli.”
“Now Barbara, let’s begin again and see if you can get it right this time,” Kelli said as Barbara let out her yelp of pain.
She started spanking the woman harder now, and Barbara Rush submissively let her buttocks be whacked, counting each stroke that Kelli delivered with her palm. Barbara remembered to thank her for each spanking as Kelli really got into it.
WHACK! WHACK!! WHACK!!!
“Seventy five…”
“Thank you Kelli.”
“Seventy six…”
“Thank you Kelli.”
“Seventy seven…”
“Thank you Kelli,” the older woman was sobbing softly now with the pain of her spanking. She couldn’t help herself, and more importantly, she couldn’t help getting very wet between her legs as the spanking was really turning her on.
Kelli reached between Barbara’s thighs and softly stroked her wet slit, rubbing the nub of her clitoris, then sliding her finger up into the woman’s juicy open cunt.
She continued the spanking with her other hand.
At the hundredth stroke of her palm on the beet red cheeks, Barbara was thrashing wildly on Kelli’s fingers, cumming against her hand.
The pain had turned to erotic pleasure.
The spanking drew an orgasm out from the very depths of the older woman’s toes, over her calves, up her thighs and out her pussy to the tip of her sensitive clit.
Kelli was so turned on by the power she had over this woman that she pushed her roughly from her lap. She held on to her head, guiding it between her legs. She pulled Barbara’s whimpering mouth onto her slit.
Barbara’s tear filled eyes looked up beseechingly at her young dominatrix as her lips opened and her tongue slid into Kelli’s juicy cunt. A moan of desire escaped her mouth as her tongue started to work deeply into the pretty young girl’s opening.
Kelli leaned back to enjoy the erotic sight, and feelings of Barbara’s expert tongue lashing in her pussy.
It looked so sexy, the older woman on her knees in front of her, head bowed between Kelli’s thighs, her punished buttocks very red from the spanking she had just received, moving on her knees as she buried her face in the wet slit.
“Yes, Barbara, that’s it,” Kelli sighed.
“Show me how sorry you are for not having more discretion.”
“Yes baby, show me how you like this reward I’m giving you,” she continued.
“Oh, Barbara, do you like eating my pussy?”
“Ysssmmmphfiff,” the older woman replied, her mouth not leaving the wonderful taste it now loved.
“Ysmphf… Ysmphf… Ysmphf!!!” Barbara mouthed into the cunt as she shook her head up and down vigorously.
Barbara kissed Kelli’s cunt lips, just like she was kissing her mouth. It was very, very sexy as her mouth placed a soft kiss directly on the two puffed lips of her young lover.
She French kissed the dripping gash, and moved her mouth more on the lips.
She sucked each vagina lip into her mouth, first one, then left to the other.
Then her lips were encircling Kelli’s clit as the young real estate agent threw her thighs wide open, and lifted her legs into the air. Kelli was cumming hard now against Barbara’s mouth and her pussy let forth a torrent of cum cream into Barbara’s mouth.
“Yes slave, you have learned your lesson well,” Kelli sighed as another orgasm shook threw her body.
“Yes Barbara, I think I just might keep you as my lesbian sex slave after your divorce is final and we get this house sold,” the girl lied.
Barbara was so thankful the young girl forgave her, and even more thankful she had spanked her needy bottom.
She would always be Kelli Stroud’s slave now.
She knew it.
She would be her lesbian sex slave forever.
She lapped once more at Kelli’s cunt, to lick up the last remaining drops of her mistress’s pussy juice.
Barbara Rush had entered a new world of sexual fulfillment. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced in her life.
And, she wanted more.
Much more.
Over the next few weeks, Kelli had Barbara repeat her submissive scene many times. She especially loved it when Barbara’s new sexual awakening made her cry out and beg for a hard hairbrush spanking first, and then a severe whipping!
“Harder, Kelli, harder!” Barbara would moan as Kelli’s palm slapped her globes with abandon.
“Spank me harder!!”
“Whip me!!”
“Please?”
The entreaty was moaned in agony more than once by the older woman.
And Kelli gladly obliged.
“Oh, hurt me Mistress Kelli,” Barbara Rush finally shouted one night as Kelli was whipping her buttocks. She had fallen into that deep submissive state that only those whose overwhelming need to serve, seem to get to.
Later, she would wonder how she had got there.
Was she born this way?
Or, was it the abuse suffered over the years at the hand of her husband Craig?
Barbara never would find the answer she sought.
She just knew what she was, and what she needed from this gorgeous young creature who knew how to draw the deepest orgasms she had ever experienced in her life.
Her body became a tool for Kelli’s lust driven passions.
He wanted a status report on all her listings and wanted to congratulate her on getting the increased commission on the Rush’s home.
Kelli dutifully acknowledged the broker’s praise, and more than one pair of jealous eyes darted into her as several other agents squirmed when it came their time to report.
Kelli Stroud still was not making friends at the office but what did she care. She had money, a ton of business, her secretary’s lesbian love, and Barbara Rush as her lesbian sex slave.
She was in seventh heaven.
She was getting such satisfaction from fulfilling Barbara’s needs that she had not paid too much attention to Laura.
She didn’t know that even though Laura was young, she was as conniving as Kelli. She began to follow her around in the evening, coming to the Rush home after Kelli, and listening to the sounds of passion coming from the bedroom windows.
And the harsher sounds of leather striking naked flesh.
As Laura stood outside the window, she took several photographs of the lesbian sex slave scene, and was especially careful to make sure both Barbara’s face and Kelli’s were prominent.
It wasn’t difficult to make out either of the woman’s faces.
On this particular night, Barbara Rush was tied with her hands above her head, attached to a hook in the ceiling, as Kelli, in thigh high leather boots and nothing else, wielded a long bullwhip which curled around the agonized woman’s breasts. Laura quickly stole away from the house as the screams of the whipped woman echoed in her ears.
Laura arrived early at the office the following day, and caught Kelli coming through the door.
“Uh, Kelli, do you have a minute?”
“No, Laura, I have appointments back to back this morning and I’ve got to get ready for them.”
“Uh, Kelli, I really need to talk to you.” Laura continued.
“Not now, Laura,” Kelli answered with just a hint of annoyance in her voice.
Kelli continued towards her desk, with Laura right behind her. Bringing her hand out from behind her back, Laura tossed the Polaroid shots she had taken the night before onto Kelli’s desk.
“I said, I needed to talk with you.”
Kelli took just a micro second to regain her composure. There was no mistaking the subjects in the photos, nor the activities being performed.
“So?” she coolly answered.
“I think that you and I need to have a long talk Kelli. You know that Rick and I are breaking up, and well, I need to have some security. How about I forget I’ve got these photos and you give me half of all you commissions from now on.”
Kelli was not about to give in to this extortion, and thought quickly.
“Tell you what Laura, why don’t we get together tonight and discuss it further. I really don’t have time for your shit right now.” She hoped her brisk attitude would put Laura in her place.
“Well, okay, if you absolutely have to,” she replied.
“I do. Tell you what, why don’t you come over to my place tonight, say around eight o’clock? We haven’t been together for awhile anyway, and oh Laura, I just don’t know what to say,” Kelli said, feigning that she was insecure about this.
On the contrary, Kelli would just have to deal with Laura like she dealt with everyone else in the world. Cold. Strict. No mercy. She was not about to let this little snip of a girl get ANY advantage over her.
“Okay Laura? At eight?” Kelli asked.
“Okay Kelli, see you then,” the young secretary smiled as she walked back to her desk. She thought she had Kelli Stroud just where she wanted her.
After Laura had returned to her desk, Kelli made a quick series of phone calls, and returned to her work. She had too many appointments to finish them in time to prepare for Laura’s visit. And, the phone calls she just made, would make her work day even shorter.
She ate a quick lunch at the Keg Barn Deli, wolfing down her pasta salad as she spent a few minutes planning the rest of the evening.
After two more drive by appraisals, one showing in south San Carmel, and a quick stop at the printer to drop off some advertising, Kelli turned into her driveway, tired, yet a sense of exhilaration filling her as she went into the house.
“A nice relaxing bath ought to perk me up,” she said to herself as she drew the bath water.
She took her time scrubbing herself, then let the waters course around her tired flesh, as she took a catnap.
The doorbell chimed just as she finished toweling herself, and slipped on a sexy camisole.
“Hello Barbara,” Kelli smiled as she greeted the woman, swinging her oak front door open wide. “Glad you are on time.”
Barbara Rush wondered why Kelli had been so insistent on her arriving at seven o’clock. She usually didn’t request her presence until eight.
As Kelli quickly bound her wrists behind her as was now the accepted practice immediately when Barbara arrived. The woman knelt in front of her, and after having her wrists securely tied, obediently placed the required ten kisses of ‘hello’ on the tops of Kelli’s bare feet, thighs and vagina.
As always, Barbara Rush was captivated by the delicate curve of Kelli’s instep as she bent in submission, her lips lightly touching the delicate flesh.
As she finished kissing the girl’s feet, she worked her mouth up the ivory pillars of Kelli’s thighs, and groaned in need after finishing the soft placement of those welcoming kisses, and moved her mouth to say ‘hello’ to her mistress’s vagina.
This ritual rite of submission excited the older woman beyond belief.
After the required rite was completed, Kelli helped Barbara to her feet and guided her by her bound arms up the stairs to the bedroom. Seating her on the edge of the king sized bed, she removed the woman’s shoes, nylons, skirt and started to unbutton her blouse.
“I don’t want to ruin this nice blouse Barbara, so I’m going to untie your wrists for a moment and take it off.”
“Yes Kelli.”
“Don’t move.”
“Yes Kelli,” her voice simmered with barely checked passion.
Quickly she untied the older woman’s wrists and removed her blouse. Barbara was not wearing a bra and Kelli paused for just a moment to kiss her nipples, bringing them quickly to hardness.
Barbara Rush didn’t move, even though the instant pleasure Kelli’s lips brought, made her want to squirm and thrust her breasts all the way in to the pretty mouth.
“I think you’ll need more stringent restraint tonight darling, so I’m going to handcuff you. Arms behind your back please,” her voice was low and seductive.
Submissively, Barbara complied.
Click. Click. The handcuffs ratcheted home, and Barbara tested their tightness moving her wrists slightly.
Kelli stood Barbara up and walked her over to the large walk-in closet, opened the door and roughly shoved her inside.
Taking a length of adhesive tape, she cut a strip and placed it over the woman’s lips, sealing off any sounds of protest. She took several short lengths of rope and tied the woman’s ankles and thighs together, then placed a leather leash around her neck, buckling it snugly.
Taking another length of rope, Kelli wound it through a ring in the leash and affixed the other end to the bar running the length of the closet. Barbara Rush was tightly bound, and wondered what was to come next.
Kelli produced a leather discipline helmet and pulled it over the woman’s head. Barbara could smell the leather, and her pussy lubricated again. Kelli finished buckling the various straps and zipped the mouth opening closed.
Barbara Rush was cocooned in a world of leather, shutting out sight and sound.
“I’ll see you in a little while, darling,” Kelli said as she shut off the light and started to close the door.
“Oh, almost forgot,” she added, matter-of-factly, rummaging through her bondage devices.
Picking up a ten inch vibrating dildo, she pushed it into Barbara’s juicing pussy, and secured it tightly with a leather belt. Turning the knob to high speed, Kelli closed the door.
“Enjoy your bondage darling, I’ll be back in a little while.”
Barbara’s knees started to buckle at the immediate intense pleasure creeping into her pussy as the dildo did its work. She was powerless to do anything but stand in her rigorous position and let her pussy spasm in wave after wave of sensuous feelings.
Kelli went back down the steps smiling to herself.
“That ought to keep her for awhile. Boy, for an old broad, she sure got into this scene fast!”
“That traitorous little cunt ought to be here soon,” her thoughts continued, as she turned down the lights.
“Blackmail me, will she!” her anger started rising again, as she heard a knock at the back door.
It was seven thirty.
“He’s right on time,” she thought as she opened the door.
“Hi baby! I was sure glad to hear from you, is she here yet?” Craig Rush’s eyes gleamed as he walked into the kitchen, his voice tinged with his barely concealed excitement.
“She’s upstairs right now,” Kelli replied.
“She’s rather preoccupied at the moment if you get my drift, but don’t worry Craig, this’ll be a night you’ll long remember.”
Kelli had called Craig earlier in the day and told him he needed to meet with her about the sale of their house. When they met, Kelli reminded him that for not fighting the increased commission, she would give him an experience that he would never forget.
She knew he was into B&D from the magazines she had seen in his night stand when she first inspected the house to list it.
Craig was more than happy to pay an increased fee if he could for once participate in the scene his wife had always refused to try.
This was one of the reasons for their divorce.
When he heard Kelli’s plan, and found out it included Barbara, he would have agreed to paying twenty percent! Kelli didn’t push her luck though. She did enjoy the sex scenes as much as she enjoyed making money, so this would be the best of all worlds.
“Go into the living room and make yourself comfortable Craig,” Kelli said.
“Just find a chair in the corner, where the light is not too bright. You’re going to love the first part of this.”
“The other girl should be here at eight, and I’ll start with her. Then, we’ll get them both going,” she smiled as the man settled himself in an over-stuffed chair.
“Care for a drink?” she asked him as he got comfortable. “I’ve just restocked the bar, so you name it, I’ll fix it.”
“Scotch and water would be great Kelli.”
“Coming up!”
After Kelli had made Craig the drink, she sipped a small shot of brandy, as it mellowed her out much better than good grass ever did.
She was not a heavy drinker by any measure, and dope just was not her thing. Too many crazies doing it, was Kelli’s overriding reason, so she just stuck with the legal stuff.
As Craig relaxed to await the next participant, Kelli went into the kitchen and brought back a bag of long grain rice. She spread a handful around the foyer, and swept it into a small square. It blended almost perfectly with the light Italian marble flooring.
Smiling, she went into the living room and sat on the couch, anticipating the evening to come.
“What was that all about?” Craig asked with a bewildered look.
“You’ll see,” Kelli smiled. “It’s a little surprise I’ve prepared for my guest.”
That little bitch! her thoughts went unspoken.
“Come on in Laura,” Kelli smiled at the young girl as she stepped into the foyer.
She was dressed in her sexiest miniskirt, and a revealing halter top. Always the sexpot, Laura Conway wore the stiletto ankle strapped heels that showed her young legs off to the maximum. She looked the perfect picture of everybody’s high school sweetheart.
The young girl was very, very sexy, no doubt about it.
Laura almost lost her balance as she stepped on the rice, and Kelli’s arm shot out to grab her.
“Wha…” she started to say, choking on her words.
“Are you all right Laura?” Kelli feigned surprise.
“That damn maid of mine can be so sloppy. She must have spilled something when she did the shopping today.”
“Yeah, I’m okay. Ready to talk turkey Kelli?” she said with the certainty of someone who was in control.
“You bet I am Laura.” Kelli replied.
And quicker than Laura could respond, Kelli had the young secretary’s arm in a hammerlock and was viciously twisting it behind the protesting girl’s back.
“Blackmail ME? You little CUNT!”
Her free hand shot out and delivered a resounding slap to Laura’s face.
“Just who in the hell do you think you are young lady?”
“I got you the job at The Henry Company.”
“I worked with you!”
“I even took you under my wing when you had your marital problems!”
“I even made love to you!”
“You undeserving little bitch!!”
And two more slaps hit the girl’s face, knocking her to her knees on the rice.
Her soft bare knees bit into the rice, and she grimaced in pain.
Kelli took the girl’s other arm and put that in a hammerlock also. She looked like she had chicken wings behind her back as Kelli pulled her wrists together up towards her neck.
“Owww! Kelli! What are you doing?”
“Shut up cunt!” Kelli’s voice barely concealed her seething anger.
Taking a pair of handcuffs from the entrance table, Kelli quickly cuffed the girl’s wrists up and behind her.
It was impossible for Laura to lower them to a natural position. As she squirmed on the rice, Kelli told her to knee walk on it and not to stop until she told her to.
Laura, totally taken by surprise at this turn of events, didn’t dare do anything but that, and painfully moved herself around on the rice, her knees shuffling slowly over the hard grains.
“Well, my little cunt. I’ve got special plans for you. Blackmail is just not in the cards baby, and I hope that you will learn this after I’m done with you tonight.”
“We’re going to have ourselves a little party,” she added as an afterthought.
“W… we?” the young girl asked.
“Yes. Since your marriage has turned so sour, and I apparently are the only source of sexual stimulation that you are now getting, I thought that perhaps you missed being fucked by a man. I’ve got just the thing for you Laura dear,” Kelli intoned.
“Hey, Craig, come over and look at this!” Kelli shouted into the living room.
Craig Rush had already seen Kelli’s handling of the bound girl as she came in to the house, and his prick was already hard.
He was instantly aroused when Kelli slapped the pretty girl’s face, and had unzipped his trouser fly. His throbbing meat hung lewdly out of his pants as he walked into the foyer.
“Fuck the cunt’s mouth, Craig.” Kelli said without a hint of feeling in her voice.
“Jesus! Gladly,” came Craig’s reply, his passion ignited like a rocket.
He walked in front of Laura and pulled her hair roughly as he pushed his thick meat into her mouth. Laura had no chance to protest as her mouth was quickly filled.
“Suck my cock, bitch. Lick it. Now!” the turned on man commanded.
Laura gulped his cock down, and started moving her tongue all over it, sucking, licking.
“Make me cum bitch!” Craig leered.
He started thrusting his meat in and out of her suctioning lips as his hips pistoned against her head.
Laura’s jaw was already aching, but she didn’t dare stop, she was so scared of what was happening to her.
He placed his hands on the back of her head, and his fingers moved in her blonde locks as he rocked it back and forth on his huge prick. She didn’t even notice more and more of the huge gristle disappearing into he mouth.
The sides of Laura’s mouth felt like they were being ripped apart, but she soon had his entire cock deep into her throat.
“Eat it bitch, eat it good,” Craig’s breathing was becoming shallower now.
As he continued, his hands slid down the back of the young girl’s halter and with a savage motion he ripped it off.
He tore the tail of the flimsy garment out of her miniskirt and tossed the ruined material aside. She could feel the silky skin of his glans siding back and forth in her mouth as he grabbed the waistline of her miniskirt.
Realizing what he was about to do with the rest of her clothing, Laura tried to shout, but it was difficult with nine inches of cock imbedded in her mouth.
Craig got the message though as he removed his cock, and grabbed her miniskirt in both hands to quickly pull it down to her knees.
Taking one knee at a time, he lifted the skirt the rest of the way down, and drew it off her feet. Her mouth was quickly returned to his cock and she kept sucking him hardly missing a beat.
“Oh yeah, baby, you’re good. Real good!” he hissed.
His chest was heaving uncontrollably now, and Laura knew he was about to cum. His hips pumped faster and faster, and she prepared herself for the eruption she knew was soon coming.
“Let’s see how much of my cum you can take, cunt,” his passions rising ever higher.
Laura’s mouth was sucking furiously now, her head held tightly on his meat.
After several more deep thrusts into the sweet mouth, Craig starting spurting his hot sticky cum into Laura’s throat. He came with such a force that she was not prepared for it.
Craig’s cock exploded in rapid fire action and before she could compensate for it, cum was running out the sides of Laura’s mouth and down her chin, so much of it that she would not have known his dick was in her mouth.
He laughed, and the poor girl realized it must have been just a joke to him. He knew the force of his orgasms and probably knew what was going happen when he shot his load. He enjoyed the erotic sight before him. A beautiful young girl, now naked, on her knees, her wrists bound behind her, his cum all over her face.
Finally, he pulled his still hard cock from her mouth, and with it spilled out the load of cream that she had not yet been able to swallow but which was still in her mouth.
Laura knew she had swallowed a huge load of his cum, yet she swore that she hadn’t gotten a single drop. There was enough on her face and down her breasts to have made up two normal loads.
“That’s it bitch, swallow it. Swallow all of it.”
Cum drooled from the girl’s mouth as Craig inserted his thick meat once again into Laura’s face and fully emptied the rest of his first load of the night. His tool seemed to supply a never ending fountain of cum. God, he thought, this was going to be good!
Kelli observed the initial use of Laura with amusement as she walked close to her.
“Lick his cock clean, bitch,” she hissed into the girl’s ear.
“I don’t want to see a single drop of cum anywhere on him,” she coolly continued as Laura immediately went to work licking the last few drops of Craig’s cum from his spread thighs.
“You missed a spot,” Kelli said, pointing to the tiled floor where a small puddle of Craig’s cum mingled with the grains of rice.
“Lick it up — NOW!”
She pushed the hapless girl’s face to the floor and ground her lips into the sticky mess of cum and rice, forcing her to lick it all.
“Now swallow it,” Kelli commanded.
Laura heard all this from a voice that sounded far away, but she knew it wasn’t a dream. She was caught. She had tried to blackmail her boss, and now the tables were turned. This development was totally unexpected.
After Craig had finished with her, both he and Kelli took one of the girl’s arms and led her up the stairs into the bedroom. They pushed her onto the bed and walked over to the closet.
“Well Craig, here she is!” Kelli said as she swung open the closet door.
Craig’s cock got immediately hard once more at the sight of his bound and gagged wife, squirming in bondage with what appeared to be a buzzing vibrator in her pussy. It was a sight he had always wanted to behold, and now he was rewarded.
“Well, well, well,” he mockingly smiled at his captive wife.
“Time to pay the piper darling.”
Barbara could only hear muffled sounds as the leather discipline helmet completely encased her head tighter as she perspired in the stifling closet. She thought she heard a man’s voice but couldn’t be sure.
Her body was convulsing for the hundredth time it seemed, in another crashing orgasm on the thick dildo held firmly in her pussy.
She felt hands on her naked flesh as her bonds were loosened from the overhead bar and her arms were brought down to her sides. Her elbows were quickly tied together behind her back and she winced in pain as the knots were secured.
Of course, whoever was doing this to her could not see her grimace of pain, and they just kept pulling the ropes tighter until her elbows touched. She looked very sexy like that, and Craig almost came again, right then and there.
After several attempts, Barbara was sure he was motioning for her to go inside.
Her pussy started flowing at what she thought would happen next, and slowly, very seductively, she got up from her blanket and brushed the loose sand that had blown onto her. She walked with a hip swaying gait the few steps to the door, and felt the lifeguard’s eyes boring into her.
God, I feel so sexy, she thought as her hand turned the knob.
It wasn’t but seconds until she heard the door opening behind her, and the bronzed boy stepped in.
“Hi!” he said in a casual way. “What’s your name?”
“Barbara.”
“Pleased to meet you Barbara,” he said sticking out his hand to grasp hers.
Barbara felt weak in the knees as his blue eyes looked right into her very soul. She knew, he knew, she was horny and needed a thick hard cock.
“I, uh…” she started.
“Don’t say a thing,” he said as he reached for the waistband of his trunks and swiftly pulled them off.
His massive cock was already hard and a drop of pre cum glistened in the light coming through the wooden slats.
Barbara felt a rush of pure hot lust go through her body and without another word dropped to her knees and immediately engulfed the thick cock.
“Oooh, yes baby, suck it!” the lifeguard said.
“I knew you were ready for something the minute I laid eyes on you this morning. What’s the matter Barbara, not getting enough at home?” he smilingly asked.
Barbara couldn’t answer and struck with an urgent need to taste this young boy’s seed, was sucking and licking the hard gristle as fast as she could. He was so big for a young man, that this spurred her on all the more. Her lips and tongue worked their way over and around the thick meat filling her mouth as she alternately deep throated him, then sucked around the shaft with her open lips.
The lifeguard’s hands tightened in her hair as he moved her head over and around his cock, placing the suctioning mouth where he would get the most pleasure.
Barbara’s mouth went down to his balls, feeling them as hard as chestnuts as she sucked first one, then the other into her mouth.
“Unnnmmmph,” the boy groaned as Barbara licked his balls.
“Oh God, that feels so good, keep going,” he continued as Barbara pulled the cock back into her lips.
“Oh yes baby, keep that up. You’re going to make me cum. I’m going to give you a load of hot cum right in that mouth of yours. Oooohhh!”
The slurping sounds of Barbara’s mouth mingled with the young boys groans of pleasure and she could feel his cock begin to tremble getting ready to shoot into her mouth. As she licked the meat furiously now, the lifeguard held her head tightly and pushed his thick cock deep into her mouth, spurting stream after stream of his thick white cream into Barbara’s mouth, spraying some on her face as she moved to lap up every drop.
“Oh God, I need to be fucked!” she moaned, as the lifeguard pulled his cock out of her mouth. It was still semi hard, and she couldn’t believe how big he was.
“Give it to me, please give it to me. I need it so bad. Please, fuck me,” Barbara practically begged, holding onto the shaft with one hand, as her mouth kissed the muscular sweaty thighs in front of her face.
“Please fuck me?” she pleaded.
The lifeguard was spent, and knew he couldn’t get it up again right away.
“Later,” he said, as he pulled up his trunks and as quickly as he entered the shack, he was gone.
Barbara was left panting on her knees, her pussy on fire with the need to be fucked. Her face dotted with splotches of the young man’s cum. She licked every trace of it off of her lips as she collapsed in the sand, her hands between her thighs, grasping her pussy tightly. She was so frustrated.
As she left the lifeguard tower she looked up to see him one more time, but he seemed to not even notice she was there. He had had his fill and now was searching the sand for another. No, he wasn’t going to fuck her, Barbara realized as she picked up her things to move further on down the beach.
Still frustrated, Barbara found a quiet little alcove where the surf played against the rocks. The sand was warm, and the wind was cut off by the outcropping. She laid back down again, and thought of her situation up to this point.
No good husband. A woman teaching her a very exciting way to make love. A house that had to be sold. Christ, she couldn’t even be in her own house right now as strangers were coming to look it over like vultures, she thought.
She stayed on the beach for a couple of hours, and hoped for a second go around with the lifeguard.
He had more than one girl to check out it seemed as every so often the door under his stand would open and a disheveled woman would step out.
What a stud. He must have fucked half the beach today, Barbara thought as she packed her things and walked to the car.
She stopped at the old Del Mar Fairgrounds and walked around the empty stands.
She and Craig had spent many a happy hour here and waves of longing, confusion and nostalgia crept into her again.
She quickly returned to her car and started back over the highway.
The good and the bad side of her situation turned over and over in her head as she drove the two lane road back to Rancho Cordova.
As she turned into her driveway, another wave of sadness fell over Barbara Rush, seeing the For Sale sign swinging in the evening breeze.
Entering the front door, she spied a pile of realtors business cards, left by all the agents who had shown her house today.
Taped to her refrigerator was a note.
Call me when you get home, love — Kelli.
Picking up the telephone, Barbara’s heart skipped a beat. Did the house have an offer already?
The way this market was going, homes were selling in two to three days after they were listed, and she just was not mentally prepared to have to move right away.
She forgot that even if an offer came in, it would have to meet her and Craig’s asking price, and that if that worked, then an escrow period would take another sixty or so days.
She really had lots of time to adjust to her situation, but all thoughts were concentrated on the neat script as Kelli picked up the phone.
“The Henry Company,” came the light voice.
“Kelli. Kelli Stroud, please,” Barbara asked.
“One moment.”
“This is Kelli, may I help you?”
“Hi lover, got your note,” Barbara said.
Kelli’s tone took on a sterner demeanor as she replied. “Why hello Mrs. Rush, thanks for calling me back.”
“Wha… what’s the matter Kelli?” Barbara asked, not sure of what she said. She had expected Kelli to greet her with enthusiasm, but she acted like they were almost strangers.
“I have some important details of your listing to discuss with you Mrs. Rush. Will you be home this evening?” Kelli continued.
“Yes.”
“Good. Would early evening or late evening be better for you?”
“Early.”
“Six o’clock or seven o’clock?”
“Why six, Kelli. Wh…”
Kelli cut her off.
“Thank you, Mrs. Rush, I’ll see you at six o’clock then,” Kelli said as she hung up the telephone.
Across the office, Laura’s finger silently pressed down on the plastic receiver knob, as she also hung up.
The greeting she heard Mrs. Rush give Kelli, was more than just a client to customer greeting.
She wondered if Kelli was involved with Mrs. Rush, the way she was involved with her. If she could find out, and get something on her boss, she would ensure not only her job stability, but perhaps her love life as well.
There was again, no mistaking how much she had enjoyed the sexual experience with Kelli Stroud, and how much she wanted more of it. Laura didn’t want anyone else coming between them.
***
“Now Kelli, I am going to tattoo your soft breasts,” the voice intoned as a rattle of instruments banged somewhere in the room…“As I tattoo each breast I am going to pay particular attention at trying to draw a large rose petal on your nipples.”
“If my hand stays steady, you will have a most beautiful tattoo. If you move or react in any way to my needle, your nipples might be disfigured, do you understand me?” the voice continued.
“Are you ready to receive your breast tattoos?”
Submissively Kelli nodded her head ‘yes’.
A sweat broke out on her upper lip, and her body tensed at the pain she knew the needle would make in her soft, sensitive breast flesh.
Ssssssss…
“AAAAAGGHHHHH!!!!!”
The young girls body jerked against her bonds in agony as the needle pierced her flesh. Only it felt larger than a needle. It felt like the end of a white hot poker.
Sssssssssssss… Sssssssssssss…
“OOOOOH GOD! I CAN’T STAND IT!!!!!”
“PLEASE, HAVE MERCY. NO MORE!!!!”
Two searing touches seared her nipples.
Kelli’s agony continued as her breasts felt as though they would be mutilated beyond all healing.
Hot fire raced through her convulsing body as the pain started to take over and her pussy started flowing, the pain becoming arousal of need, as the punishing instrument did its work in marking her tender breasts.
Ssssssssss… Sssssssss…
“OOOOOHHHHH AAAA AGGGHHHH!!!!!!” Her terrified scream tore out of her throat.
A thin line of searing flame crossed her breasts as the branding iron again tattooed her naked flesh.
Kelli’s body convulsed again, this time in orgasm at the sweetest pain she could ever have imagined from her painful branding consumed her lithe punished body.
The branding continued for another half hour as her tormentor took her sweet time in laying the red hot, then white hot metal in exactly the places that would make her pretty captive experience the most pain.
And the most pleasure.
Kelli passed out as her breasts were seared time after time until she could stand no more.
***
“I wonder why she seemed so stand-offish?” Barbara thought as she replaced the receiver.Right before she hung up she thought she had heard another click on the line, but wasn’t sure. Her imagination had been working overtime after Craig’s last accusations about her cheating on him.
She couldn’t get the goods on him, and she was paranoid that he might find out about her liaisons with the two women that had just come into her life.
The divorce would be all one sided, no matter how much he had abused her over the years. If it ever came out in court that she had participated in more than one lesbian affair, she could kiss off any kind of meaningful settlement.
Kelli knocked on Barbara’s door at exactly six o’clock.
“Hello Kelli,” Barbara said softly, not sure of Kelli’s intentions.
“Hello Barbara,” Kelli replied, quickly stepping into the foyer.
“Sorry I had to be so short with you on the telephone, I think that someone in the office has been monitoring my telephone calls, and I just can’t be too careful.”
Barbara breathed a sigh of relief.
Kelli walked into the living room with her, and they spread the contract work out on the coffee table.
“Barb, when we listed your home, we expected it to sell in under the average market time, but it seems that in these first two days, the feedback I am getting from the other agents tells me that it is going to take a lot longer.”
“And more expensive,” she added quickly. “It seems your husband has been calling the agents who showed your home, and made various threats and just plain harassed them about their work. No agent likes a seller who will not cooperate, and as a result, several have called me and said they will refuse to show your house.”
“As you know, most homes in Rancho Cordova are sold by an agent other than the listing agent, and most again, don’t even work for the same broker. You understand how our Multiple Listing Service works, don’t you?”
Barbara was getting confused, as she dully nodded her head in agreement.
“Anyway,” Kelli continued, “My broker has asked me to increase the commission percentage to ten percent, rather than our customary six percent real estate fee.”
“I’ve got the necessary papers right here so if you’d please sign them, we can get on to other things.”
She winked at the older woman.
At these last words, Barbara’s pussy started to wet itself as she thought she knew just what ‘other things’ Kelli was talking about.
Hope she buys my story. Kelli thought.
Kelli Stroud had not become a success by being a droll, stupid plodding sales person.
She was cunning, wily and absolutely cut throat in her business manners, and finding an excuse to boost the commission rate was one of her favorite methods to turn an eighteen thousand dollar commission into a thirty thousand dollar one.
Barbara was both confused, hurt and angry that Craig would attempt to hurt her this way. Why wouldn’t he just go away, she thought as she turned to pick up the pen Kelli’s hand offered.
“Good,” Kelli said as she inspected the papers to make sure Barbara had signed them correctly.
“Just don’t worry Barbara, I’ll take care of everything. With the added incentive of an extra bonus, every agent in the county will be wanting to sell your house.”
“And,” she continued, “Craig really is paying for it anyway as the sales commission comes out of the proceeds from any offers you get.”
She continued the lie.
“Now, Barbara, about your calling me at the office. My personal life is very treasured by me, and if any one at the office got wind that you and I were anything more than agent and client, it could be very difficult for me.”
“If you do call, for God’s sake, don’t use any endearing phrases like ‘dear’ or ‘darling’, got it?” she continued.
Kelli shuffled the papers and put them in her attache case, snapping the gold clip with authority. Barbara was in such a state of confusion she was totally unprepared for what happened next.
“Barbara, darling, I want you to remember what I just told you and I have a way of enforcing your memory,” Kelli said as she tightened her grip on the older woman’s arm.
“Come over my lap, darling.”
Barbara Rush saw this happening as though in a dream as she submissively laid herself over the young girl’s lap, her stomach resting on Kelli’s gorgeous thighs. For some reason, her pussy started to tingle.
“Now, Barbara, when is the last time you’ve been spanked?”
“Wha…?” Barbara couldn’t answer as a lump caught in her throat.
“You heard me. When is the last time you’ve been spanked?”
“Oh, Kelli,” she said as she turned her face up to see the younger girl, “I haven’t been spanked since I was a child. Wha… what are you going to do?” she asked, her voice quavering.
“Are you going to spank me?” her voice trembled.
“Just a little reminder dear, of how to properly conduct yourself. A loving act of discipline I call it. You do want to remain my close friend don’t you?”
The older woman was so vulnerable she would have done anything the young girl asked her. It had been a long time since someone cared enough about her to properly discipline her.
And the thought of this beautiful young woman spanking her, started a rush of sexual excitement between her twitching thighs.
“I’m going to give you a spanking,” Kelli continued, her hands moving gently over the older woman’s buttocks sliding Barbara’s skirt over the gentle hills up to the small of her back.
“Oh!” a small cry of surprise escaped Barbara’s lips.
The older woman couldn’t believe it but she actually just experienced a pre orgasmic shudder as her pussy started to lubricate hearing the young girl’s words. She was rapidly getting aroused!
Kelli slid the woman’s panties carefully over the perfect white curves of her ass cheeks, and marveled how an older woman could keep them so tight. She was exciting to look at.
Sliding the panties down her legs and over her pumps, Kelli tossed them on the floor, then leaned over to pick them up again.
“My, my Barbara, getting a little excited? I think you’ve stained your panty crotch with your pussy juice.”
“Am I making you wet?”
“Or is the anticipation of getting a spanking while over the lap of a pretty young girl doing it?” she continued.
Barbara’s crotch ground against Kelli’s thighs as she sighed in pleasure at the girl’s touch and words. She WAS getting extremely turned on.
“I think you need to have these over your head while I spank you,” Kelli said, taking the woman’s panties and pulling them over her head so that her damp crotch was placed against Barbara’s nose and mouth.
“I want you to inhale your pussy juice smell, Barbara, as I give you your spanking.”
“Don’t worry darling, I’m just going to give you a light spanking tonight.”
“Just a reminder.”
Kelli’s thighs started to rub together and she could feel her own cunt getting wet.
“I’m going to give you a bare hand spanking dear. If I ever have to repeat this, I will use a hairbrush, do you understand?”
The older woman nodded her head, already dizzy with the thrills coursing through her body at the bizarre submission scene she was now willingly participating in.
WHACK!
Kelli’s palm came down hard on Barbara’s right ass cheek, leaving a palm print as she pulled it away.
She rubbed lightly over the print.
WHACK!!
Her palm now hit the woman’s left ass cheek with more force, leaving a matching palm print.
She rubbed over the two red marks very lightly.
Barbara was twitching more now, her thighs parted slightly as she moved on the young girl’s lap.
“I want you to count the spanks, Barbara,” Kelli said.
WHACK!
“One,” Barbara softly said.
“I can’t hear you?”
WHACK!!!
“TWO!” Barbara said louder.
WHACK! WHACK!!
“Three. Four.” Barbara’s bottom began to sting.
“Now, as I continue your spanking darling, I want you to count each spank and then say ‘thank you Kelli’, are you ready?”
The older woman’s head nodded and the panties over her head sucked into her mouth and nostrils as she took a deep breath.
“Good, I’ll begin all over then.”
A soft groan came from Barbara’s lips.
“And I don’t want to hear one whimper or cry from you Barbara. You deserve this spanking, and if I hear any noise coming from your mouth I will just have to start over.”
WHACK!
“One. Thank you Kelli.”
WHACK!!
“Two. Thank you Kelli.”
WHACK!!
“Owww! Three. Thank you Kelli.”
“Now Barbara, let’s begin again and see if you can get it right this time,” Kelli said as Barbara let out her yelp of pain.
She started spanking the woman harder now, and Barbara Rush submissively let her buttocks be whacked, counting each stroke that Kelli delivered with her palm. Barbara remembered to thank her for each spanking as Kelli really got into it.
WHACK! WHACK!! WHACK!!!
“Seventy five…”
“Thank you Kelli.”
“Seventy six…”
“Thank you Kelli.”
“Seventy seven…”
“Thank you Kelli,” the older woman was sobbing softly now with the pain of her spanking. She couldn’t help herself, and more importantly, she couldn’t help getting very wet between her legs as the spanking was really turning her on.
Kelli reached between Barbara’s thighs and softly stroked her wet slit, rubbing the nub of her clitoris, then sliding her finger up into the woman’s juicy open cunt.
She continued the spanking with her other hand.
At the hundredth stroke of her palm on the beet red cheeks, Barbara was thrashing wildly on Kelli’s fingers, cumming against her hand.
The pain had turned to erotic pleasure.
The spanking drew an orgasm out from the very depths of the older woman’s toes, over her calves, up her thighs and out her pussy to the tip of her sensitive clit.
Kelli was so turned on by the power she had over this woman that she pushed her roughly from her lap. She held on to her head, guiding it between her legs. She pulled Barbara’s whimpering mouth onto her slit.
Barbara’s tear filled eyes looked up beseechingly at her young dominatrix as her lips opened and her tongue slid into Kelli’s juicy cunt. A moan of desire escaped her mouth as her tongue started to work deeply into the pretty young girl’s opening.
Kelli leaned back to enjoy the erotic sight, and feelings of Barbara’s expert tongue lashing in her pussy.
It looked so sexy, the older woman on her knees in front of her, head bowed between Kelli’s thighs, her punished buttocks very red from the spanking she had just received, moving on her knees as she buried her face in the wet slit.
“Yes, Barbara, that’s it,” Kelli sighed.
“Show me how sorry you are for not having more discretion.”
“Yes baby, show me how you like this reward I’m giving you,” she continued.
“Oh, Barbara, do you like eating my pussy?”
“Ysssmmmphfiff,” the older woman replied, her mouth not leaving the wonderful taste it now loved.
“Ysmphf… Ysmphf… Ysmphf!!!” Barbara mouthed into the cunt as she shook her head up and down vigorously.
Barbara kissed Kelli’s cunt lips, just like she was kissing her mouth. It was very, very sexy as her mouth placed a soft kiss directly on the two puffed lips of her young lover.
She French kissed the dripping gash, and moved her mouth more on the lips.
She sucked each vagina lip into her mouth, first one, then left to the other.
Then her lips were encircling Kelli’s clit as the young real estate agent threw her thighs wide open, and lifted her legs into the air. Kelli was cumming hard now against Barbara’s mouth and her pussy let forth a torrent of cum cream into Barbara’s mouth.
“Yes slave, you have learned your lesson well,” Kelli sighed as another orgasm shook threw her body.
“Yes Barbara, I think I just might keep you as my lesbian sex slave after your divorce is final and we get this house sold,” the girl lied.
Barbara was so thankful the young girl forgave her, and even more thankful she had spanked her needy bottom.
She would always be Kelli Stroud’s slave now.
She knew it.
She would be her lesbian sex slave forever.
She lapped once more at Kelli’s cunt, to lick up the last remaining drops of her mistress’s pussy juice.
Barbara Rush had entered a new world of sexual fulfillment. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced in her life.
And, she wanted more.
Much more.
Over the next few weeks, Kelli had Barbara repeat her submissive scene many times. She especially loved it when Barbara’s new sexual awakening made her cry out and beg for a hard hairbrush spanking first, and then a severe whipping!
“Harder, Kelli, harder!” Barbara would moan as Kelli’s palm slapped her globes with abandon.
“Spank me harder!!”
“Whip me!!”
“Please?”
The entreaty was moaned in agony more than once by the older woman.
And Kelli gladly obliged.
“Oh, hurt me Mistress Kelli,” Barbara Rush finally shouted one night as Kelli was whipping her buttocks. She had fallen into that deep submissive state that only those whose overwhelming need to serve, seem to get to.
Later, she would wonder how she had got there.
Was she born this way?
Or, was it the abuse suffered over the years at the hand of her husband Craig?
Barbara never would find the answer she sought.
She just knew what she was, and what she needed from this gorgeous young creature who knew how to draw the deepest orgasms she had ever experienced in her life.
Her body became a tool for Kelli’s lust driven passions.
***
Kelli was day dreaming, during an office staff meeting, about her last rendezvous with Barbara when she heard the broker calling her name.He wanted a status report on all her listings and wanted to congratulate her on getting the increased commission on the Rush’s home.
Kelli dutifully acknowledged the broker’s praise, and more than one pair of jealous eyes darted into her as several other agents squirmed when it came their time to report.
Kelli Stroud still was not making friends at the office but what did she care. She had money, a ton of business, her secretary’s lesbian love, and Barbara Rush as her lesbian sex slave.
She was in seventh heaven.
She was getting such satisfaction from fulfilling Barbara’s needs that she had not paid too much attention to Laura.
She didn’t know that even though Laura was young, she was as conniving as Kelli. She began to follow her around in the evening, coming to the Rush home after Kelli, and listening to the sounds of passion coming from the bedroom windows.
And the harsher sounds of leather striking naked flesh.
As Laura stood outside the window, she took several photographs of the lesbian sex slave scene, and was especially careful to make sure both Barbara’s face and Kelli’s were prominent.
It wasn’t difficult to make out either of the woman’s faces.
On this particular night, Barbara Rush was tied with her hands above her head, attached to a hook in the ceiling, as Kelli, in thigh high leather boots and nothing else, wielded a long bullwhip which curled around the agonized woman’s breasts. Laura quickly stole away from the house as the screams of the whipped woman echoed in her ears.
Laura arrived early at the office the following day, and caught Kelli coming through the door.
“Uh, Kelli, do you have a minute?”
“No, Laura, I have appointments back to back this morning and I’ve got to get ready for them.”
“Uh, Kelli, I really need to talk to you.” Laura continued.
“Not now, Laura,” Kelli answered with just a hint of annoyance in her voice.
Kelli continued towards her desk, with Laura right behind her. Bringing her hand out from behind her back, Laura tossed the Polaroid shots she had taken the night before onto Kelli’s desk.
“I said, I needed to talk with you.”
Kelli took just a micro second to regain her composure. There was no mistaking the subjects in the photos, nor the activities being performed.
“So?” she coolly answered.
“I think that you and I need to have a long talk Kelli. You know that Rick and I are breaking up, and well, I need to have some security. How about I forget I’ve got these photos and you give me half of all you commissions from now on.”
Kelli was not about to give in to this extortion, and thought quickly.
“Tell you what Laura, why don’t we get together tonight and discuss it further. I really don’t have time for your shit right now.” She hoped her brisk attitude would put Laura in her place.
“Well, okay, if you absolutely have to,” she replied.
“I do. Tell you what, why don’t you come over to my place tonight, say around eight o’clock? We haven’t been together for awhile anyway, and oh Laura, I just don’t know what to say,” Kelli said, feigning that she was insecure about this.
On the contrary, Kelli would just have to deal with Laura like she dealt with everyone else in the world. Cold. Strict. No mercy. She was not about to let this little snip of a girl get ANY advantage over her.
“Okay Laura? At eight?” Kelli asked.
“Okay Kelli, see you then,” the young secretary smiled as she walked back to her desk. She thought she had Kelli Stroud just where she wanted her.
After Laura had returned to her desk, Kelli made a quick series of phone calls, and returned to her work. She had too many appointments to finish them in time to prepare for Laura’s visit. And, the phone calls she just made, would make her work day even shorter.
She ate a quick lunch at the Keg Barn Deli, wolfing down her pasta salad as she spent a few minutes planning the rest of the evening.
After two more drive by appraisals, one showing in south San Carmel, and a quick stop at the printer to drop off some advertising, Kelli turned into her driveway, tired, yet a sense of exhilaration filling her as she went into the house.
“A nice relaxing bath ought to perk me up,” she said to herself as she drew the bath water.
She took her time scrubbing herself, then let the waters course around her tired flesh, as she took a catnap.
The doorbell chimed just as she finished toweling herself, and slipped on a sexy camisole.
“Hello Barbara,” Kelli smiled as she greeted the woman, swinging her oak front door open wide. “Glad you are on time.”
Barbara Rush wondered why Kelli had been so insistent on her arriving at seven o’clock. She usually didn’t request her presence until eight.
As Kelli quickly bound her wrists behind her as was now the accepted practice immediately when Barbara arrived. The woman knelt in front of her, and after having her wrists securely tied, obediently placed the required ten kisses of ‘hello’ on the tops of Kelli’s bare feet, thighs and vagina.
As always, Barbara Rush was captivated by the delicate curve of Kelli’s instep as she bent in submission, her lips lightly touching the delicate flesh.
As she finished kissing the girl’s feet, she worked her mouth up the ivory pillars of Kelli’s thighs, and groaned in need after finishing the soft placement of those welcoming kisses, and moved her mouth to say ‘hello’ to her mistress’s vagina.
This ritual rite of submission excited the older woman beyond belief.
After the required rite was completed, Kelli helped Barbara to her feet and guided her by her bound arms up the stairs to the bedroom. Seating her on the edge of the king sized bed, she removed the woman’s shoes, nylons, skirt and started to unbutton her blouse.
“I don’t want to ruin this nice blouse Barbara, so I’m going to untie your wrists for a moment and take it off.”
“Yes Kelli.”
“Don’t move.”
“Yes Kelli,” her voice simmered with barely checked passion.
Quickly she untied the older woman’s wrists and removed her blouse. Barbara was not wearing a bra and Kelli paused for just a moment to kiss her nipples, bringing them quickly to hardness.
Barbara Rush didn’t move, even though the instant pleasure Kelli’s lips brought, made her want to squirm and thrust her breasts all the way in to the pretty mouth.
“I think you’ll need more stringent restraint tonight darling, so I’m going to handcuff you. Arms behind your back please,” her voice was low and seductive.
Submissively, Barbara complied.
Click. Click. The handcuffs ratcheted home, and Barbara tested their tightness moving her wrists slightly.
Kelli stood Barbara up and walked her over to the large walk-in closet, opened the door and roughly shoved her inside.
Taking a length of adhesive tape, she cut a strip and placed it over the woman’s lips, sealing off any sounds of protest. She took several short lengths of rope and tied the woman’s ankles and thighs together, then placed a leather leash around her neck, buckling it snugly.
Taking another length of rope, Kelli wound it through a ring in the leash and affixed the other end to the bar running the length of the closet. Barbara Rush was tightly bound, and wondered what was to come next.
Kelli produced a leather discipline helmet and pulled it over the woman’s head. Barbara could smell the leather, and her pussy lubricated again. Kelli finished buckling the various straps and zipped the mouth opening closed.
Barbara Rush was cocooned in a world of leather, shutting out sight and sound.
“I’ll see you in a little while, darling,” Kelli said as she shut off the light and started to close the door.
“Oh, almost forgot,” she added, matter-of-factly, rummaging through her bondage devices.
Picking up a ten inch vibrating dildo, she pushed it into Barbara’s juicing pussy, and secured it tightly with a leather belt. Turning the knob to high speed, Kelli closed the door.
“Enjoy your bondage darling, I’ll be back in a little while.”
Barbara’s knees started to buckle at the immediate intense pleasure creeping into her pussy as the dildo did its work. She was powerless to do anything but stand in her rigorous position and let her pussy spasm in wave after wave of sensuous feelings.
Kelli went back down the steps smiling to herself.
“That ought to keep her for awhile. Boy, for an old broad, she sure got into this scene fast!”
“That traitorous little cunt ought to be here soon,” her thoughts continued, as she turned down the lights.
“Blackmail me, will she!” her anger started rising again, as she heard a knock at the back door.
It was seven thirty.
“He’s right on time,” she thought as she opened the door.
“Hi baby! I was sure glad to hear from you, is she here yet?” Craig Rush’s eyes gleamed as he walked into the kitchen, his voice tinged with his barely concealed excitement.
“She’s upstairs right now,” Kelli replied.
“She’s rather preoccupied at the moment if you get my drift, but don’t worry Craig, this’ll be a night you’ll long remember.”
Kelli had called Craig earlier in the day and told him he needed to meet with her about the sale of their house. When they met, Kelli reminded him that for not fighting the increased commission, she would give him an experience that he would never forget.
She knew he was into B&D from the magazines she had seen in his night stand when she first inspected the house to list it.
Craig was more than happy to pay an increased fee if he could for once participate in the scene his wife had always refused to try.
This was one of the reasons for their divorce.
When he heard Kelli’s plan, and found out it included Barbara, he would have agreed to paying twenty percent! Kelli didn’t push her luck though. She did enjoy the sex scenes as much as she enjoyed making money, so this would be the best of all worlds.
“Go into the living room and make yourself comfortable Craig,” Kelli said.
“Just find a chair in the corner, where the light is not too bright. You’re going to love the first part of this.”
“The other girl should be here at eight, and I’ll start with her. Then, we’ll get them both going,” she smiled as the man settled himself in an over-stuffed chair.
“Care for a drink?” she asked him as he got comfortable. “I’ve just restocked the bar, so you name it, I’ll fix it.”
“Scotch and water would be great Kelli.”
“Coming up!”
After Kelli had made Craig the drink, she sipped a small shot of brandy, as it mellowed her out much better than good grass ever did.
She was not a heavy drinker by any measure, and dope just was not her thing. Too many crazies doing it, was Kelli’s overriding reason, so she just stuck with the legal stuff.
As Craig relaxed to await the next participant, Kelli went into the kitchen and brought back a bag of long grain rice. She spread a handful around the foyer, and swept it into a small square. It blended almost perfectly with the light Italian marble flooring.
Smiling, she went into the living room and sat on the couch, anticipating the evening to come.
“What was that all about?” Craig asked with a bewildered look.
“You’ll see,” Kelli smiled. “It’s a little surprise I’ve prepared for my guest.”
That little bitch! her thoughts went unspoken.
“Come on in Laura,” Kelli smiled at the young girl as she stepped into the foyer.
She was dressed in her sexiest miniskirt, and a revealing halter top. Always the sexpot, Laura Conway wore the stiletto ankle strapped heels that showed her young legs off to the maximum. She looked the perfect picture of everybody’s high school sweetheart.
The young girl was very, very sexy, no doubt about it.
Laura almost lost her balance as she stepped on the rice, and Kelli’s arm shot out to grab her.
“Wha…” she started to say, choking on her words.
“Are you all right Laura?” Kelli feigned surprise.
“That damn maid of mine can be so sloppy. She must have spilled something when she did the shopping today.”
“Yeah, I’m okay. Ready to talk turkey Kelli?” she said with the certainty of someone who was in control.
“You bet I am Laura.” Kelli replied.
And quicker than Laura could respond, Kelli had the young secretary’s arm in a hammerlock and was viciously twisting it behind the protesting girl’s back.
“Blackmail ME? You little CUNT!”
Her free hand shot out and delivered a resounding slap to Laura’s face.
“Just who in the hell do you think you are young lady?”
“I got you the job at The Henry Company.”
“I worked with you!”
“I even took you under my wing when you had your marital problems!”
“I even made love to you!”
“You undeserving little bitch!!”
And two more slaps hit the girl’s face, knocking her to her knees on the rice.
Her soft bare knees bit into the rice, and she grimaced in pain.
Kelli took the girl’s other arm and put that in a hammerlock also. She looked like she had chicken wings behind her back as Kelli pulled her wrists together up towards her neck.
“Owww! Kelli! What are you doing?”
“Shut up cunt!” Kelli’s voice barely concealed her seething anger.
Taking a pair of handcuffs from the entrance table, Kelli quickly cuffed the girl’s wrists up and behind her.
It was impossible for Laura to lower them to a natural position. As she squirmed on the rice, Kelli told her to knee walk on it and not to stop until she told her to.
Laura, totally taken by surprise at this turn of events, didn’t dare do anything but that, and painfully moved herself around on the rice, her knees shuffling slowly over the hard grains.
“Well, my little cunt. I’ve got special plans for you. Blackmail is just not in the cards baby, and I hope that you will learn this after I’m done with you tonight.”
“We’re going to have ourselves a little party,” she added as an afterthought.
“W… we?” the young girl asked.
“Yes. Since your marriage has turned so sour, and I apparently are the only source of sexual stimulation that you are now getting, I thought that perhaps you missed being fucked by a man. I’ve got just the thing for you Laura dear,” Kelli intoned.
“Hey, Craig, come over and look at this!” Kelli shouted into the living room.
Craig Rush had already seen Kelli’s handling of the bound girl as she came in to the house, and his prick was already hard.
He was instantly aroused when Kelli slapped the pretty girl’s face, and had unzipped his trouser fly. His throbbing meat hung lewdly out of his pants as he walked into the foyer.
“Fuck the cunt’s mouth, Craig.” Kelli said without a hint of feeling in her voice.
“Jesus! Gladly,” came Craig’s reply, his passion ignited like a rocket.
He walked in front of Laura and pulled her hair roughly as he pushed his thick meat into her mouth. Laura had no chance to protest as her mouth was quickly filled.
“Suck my cock, bitch. Lick it. Now!” the turned on man commanded.
Laura gulped his cock down, and started moving her tongue all over it, sucking, licking.
“Make me cum bitch!” Craig leered.
He started thrusting his meat in and out of her suctioning lips as his hips pistoned against her head.
Laura’s jaw was already aching, but she didn’t dare stop, she was so scared of what was happening to her.
He placed his hands on the back of her head, and his fingers moved in her blonde locks as he rocked it back and forth on his huge prick. She didn’t even notice more and more of the huge gristle disappearing into he mouth.
The sides of Laura’s mouth felt like they were being ripped apart, but she soon had his entire cock deep into her throat.
“Eat it bitch, eat it good,” Craig’s breathing was becoming shallower now.
As he continued, his hands slid down the back of the young girl’s halter and with a savage motion he ripped it off.
He tore the tail of the flimsy garment out of her miniskirt and tossed the ruined material aside. She could feel the silky skin of his glans siding back and forth in her mouth as he grabbed the waistline of her miniskirt.
Realizing what he was about to do with the rest of her clothing, Laura tried to shout, but it was difficult with nine inches of cock imbedded in her mouth.
Craig got the message though as he removed his cock, and grabbed her miniskirt in both hands to quickly pull it down to her knees.
Taking one knee at a time, he lifted the skirt the rest of the way down, and drew it off her feet. Her mouth was quickly returned to his cock and she kept sucking him hardly missing a beat.
“Oh yeah, baby, you’re good. Real good!” he hissed.
His chest was heaving uncontrollably now, and Laura knew he was about to cum. His hips pumped faster and faster, and she prepared herself for the eruption she knew was soon coming.
“Let’s see how much of my cum you can take, cunt,” his passions rising ever higher.
Laura’s mouth was sucking furiously now, her head held tightly on his meat.
After several more deep thrusts into the sweet mouth, Craig starting spurting his hot sticky cum into Laura’s throat. He came with such a force that she was not prepared for it.
Craig’s cock exploded in rapid fire action and before she could compensate for it, cum was running out the sides of Laura’s mouth and down her chin, so much of it that she would not have known his dick was in her mouth.
He laughed, and the poor girl realized it must have been just a joke to him. He knew the force of his orgasms and probably knew what was going happen when he shot his load. He enjoyed the erotic sight before him. A beautiful young girl, now naked, on her knees, her wrists bound behind her, his cum all over her face.
Finally, he pulled his still hard cock from her mouth, and with it spilled out the load of cream that she had not yet been able to swallow but which was still in her mouth.
Laura knew she had swallowed a huge load of his cum, yet she swore that she hadn’t gotten a single drop. There was enough on her face and down her breasts to have made up two normal loads.
“That’s it bitch, swallow it. Swallow all of it.”
Cum drooled from the girl’s mouth as Craig inserted his thick meat once again into Laura’s face and fully emptied the rest of his first load of the night. His tool seemed to supply a never ending fountain of cum. God, he thought, this was going to be good!
Kelli observed the initial use of Laura with amusement as she walked close to her.
“Lick his cock clean, bitch,” she hissed into the girl’s ear.
“I don’t want to see a single drop of cum anywhere on him,” she coolly continued as Laura immediately went to work licking the last few drops of Craig’s cum from his spread thighs.
“You missed a spot,” Kelli said, pointing to the tiled floor where a small puddle of Craig’s cum mingled with the grains of rice.
“Lick it up — NOW!”
She pushed the hapless girl’s face to the floor and ground her lips into the sticky mess of cum and rice, forcing her to lick it all.
“Now swallow it,” Kelli commanded.
Laura heard all this from a voice that sounded far away, but she knew it wasn’t a dream. She was caught. She had tried to blackmail her boss, and now the tables were turned. This development was totally unexpected.
After Craig had finished with her, both he and Kelli took one of the girl’s arms and led her up the stairs into the bedroom. They pushed her onto the bed and walked over to the closet.
“Well Craig, here she is!” Kelli said as she swung open the closet door.
Craig’s cock got immediately hard once more at the sight of his bound and gagged wife, squirming in bondage with what appeared to be a buzzing vibrator in her pussy. It was a sight he had always wanted to behold, and now he was rewarded.
“Well, well, well,” he mockingly smiled at his captive wife.
“Time to pay the piper darling.”
Barbara could only hear muffled sounds as the leather discipline helmet completely encased her head tighter as she perspired in the stifling closet. She thought she heard a man’s voice but couldn’t be sure.
Her body was convulsing for the hundredth time it seemed, in another crashing orgasm on the thick dildo held firmly in her pussy.
She felt hands on her naked flesh as her bonds were loosened from the overhead bar and her arms were brought down to her sides. Her elbows were quickly tied together behind her back and she winced in pain as the knots were secured.
Of course, whoever was doing this to her could not see her grimace of pain, and they just kept pulling the ropes tighter until her elbows touched. She looked very sexy like that, and Craig almost came again, right then and there.
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