WARNING: Jenlisa, humiliation, degradation, exhibitionism, BDSM, spanking, sex toys, anal
I was hanging with my friend Jennie one Saturday night, and we were drinking beers and watching a movie. Usually I am with a bigger group of people or with my boyfriend on Saturday night, but somehow just the two of us had ended up alone together at her apartment. It was about midnight when she came up with an unusual bet, and I took the bait.
Jennie was drinking Heineken out of a big glass pint mug. I was drinking small glasses of one of my favorite cocktails, Amaretto sours.
«Hey, Lalisa, do you ever drink that Amaretto stuff straight, or do you always mix it?» Jennie asked me.
«Usually I mix it, but it is so smooth I can do shots quite easily if I want to.» I answered.
«I'll bet I can drink three of these large pints of beer before you can drink three straight shots of Amaretto!» Jennie challenged me. She can be very pushy and demanding sometimes.
«You're such an idiot, Jen.» I told my friend «You think you can drink 3 pints of beer before I can do these three shots of Amaretto?»
«Of course I can, Lisa. You're such a lightweight.» Jennie insulted me.
Now I'm not the biggest lush in the world, but I can certainly down three shots of Amaretto in about 30 seconds. Even if she chugged each pint of beer in 10 seconds, our rate of drinking would be the same. Remember, the glasses of beer were in 16 ounce glasses, not 12 ounce glasses. Amaretto is very smooth liquor with lower alcohol content than most shots.
«You're on, Jennie. Let me make sure I am absolutely clear on this challenge. You are betting that you can drink 48 ounces of beer before I can drink 4 and one half ounces of Amaretto? Why would you make a dumb bet like that?»
«Do you want to make it official?» Jennie asked me. She stared right at me with her dark brown eyes.
«Ok. What is the catch?»
«Well, first I want to lay down the rules. I get a one beer head start. When I place my glass down you can start to down your shots.»
«That sounds unfair. You only have to drink two beers while I have to drink three shots!»
«Lalisa, think about it. The second I put my glass down I will still have 32 ounces of ice cold beer to slam. You will only have 4 and one half ounces of your liquid candy to swallow.»
«Ok, then why are you willing to place this bet, Jen?»
«Because I can slam a beer really fast, and I'll beat you!»
«Ok, you're on! Let's get this started.» I challenged her right back, confident that I could easily win. The beer was cold, and I was sure she would get a brain freeze before finishing all three beers.
«Oh, one more thing. You cannot touch my glasses under any circumstance, and I cannot touch your glasses under any circumstance either.»
If I had been more clever, I might have figured out the trick involved here, but I naively thought that this rule was intended to make the bet more fair somehow; I thought it was to prevent cheating or something.
«All right, I agree to that rule too. Let's do it.»
«Not so fast, Lis. What fun is a bet without some stakes involved? That is the thrill of a challenge. Think about it. In a bet, there are two individuals; both completely confidant that they will win the bet. But only one of the two can emerge victorious, and the other one has to face the fact that their assumption was wrong. Are you completely confident that you will beat me, Lalisa?»
«Yes, three measly shots to your three pints of beer is not really much of a contest. I still don't understand how you think you can possibly win, Jennie.»
«I am confident too. I can drink those beers before you finish those shots. So I have some stakes in mind. If you win, which you seem to think is very likely, I will be your sex slave for the day.»
This intrigued me. I had only known Jennie for a few months, and I had heard a lot of her stories about wild one night stands, but I hadn't known that she was bisexual like me.
«You're bisexual, Jen?» I asked in a surprised tone.
«I swing both ways just like you, honey.»
«You never told me that.»
«You never asked!»
Hmm...Jennie was very attractive, and I had wanted to fool around with her since meeting her at a mutual friend's house a short time ago. She had long wavy brown hair, and was very curvaceous. She was about 165cm, a little shorter than myself, and she had nice firm breasts that I would have loved to touch. I had assumed that she was straight, because she was always talking about her boyfriend Kai.
«What exactly do you mean by sex slave, unnie?» I asked, seeking clarification.
«The loser has to do whatever the winner requests. Let's make it tomorrow, to make the reality of winning or losing the bet sink in really quickly after we finish our drinking. When I say 'whatever', I don't mean 'whatever the winner wants, within reason.' I mean 'whatever the winner wants whether the loser likes it or not!' The loser has to deal with whatever situation the winner throws at them. If you want to make me to lick your pussy and make you come all day, you can do that. If you want to put a dog collar on me and walk me around on the beach, you can. If you want to order me to give your boyfriend a blowjob, you can. This is all assuming you win, of course.»
I really wanted her body, and when she bent down to start pouring her pint glasses full of Heineken, giving me a great view of her spectacular cleavage, I was hooked.
I went to her kitchen to get her two more pint glasses and to get myself three shot glasses. I walked back into the living room. My shot glasses were standard one and one half ounce shot glasses. I placed all the glassware on the table, and started to pour my straight Amaretto into my shot glasses. Jennie went to the refrigerator to get four more bottles of beer.
I sat on the sofa next to her. I lined up my three little shot glasses in a neat row. Jennie opened her bottles of Heineken and poured them into the pint glasses, letting the foam settle. She lined up her three pints of beer next to my shots.
«Ok, are you ready, Lisa?» she asked.
«Let's do this! So you drink your first beer, and then the second you set it down I can start to drink my first shot?»
«That's right. But remember, I can't touch your glasses, and you can't touch mine under any circumstance. Got it?»
«Ok, I'm ready Jennie.»
«Shake on it? You promise that you will be my sex slave tomorrow if you should lose, no matter what I ask you to do?»
«I promise.» I shook her hand.
«1...2...3!» Jennie gulped her first beer. She hadn't been kidding; she had the ability to slam a beer really fast. But it still took about 30 seconds for her to finish it, and I knew I could drink a shot in 10 seconds. I had been expecting her to put her empty glass down on the table and start to slam the second beer as I grabbed for my first shot of Amaretto. I wasn't paying attention to where she put her glass as I downed my first shot. I savored the almond flavor of the liqueur and reached for my second shot. Then I noticed that she had turned her empty glass upside down and placed it over my third shot!
«Hey, what the fuck?» I asked her in bewilderment. It took me a minute to realize why she had placed her glass upside down on my third shot. We had agreed to a strict rule; neither of us was to touch the other one's glass. Now I understood why. I was unable to get to my third shot!
Jennie started to take small sips of her second beer «Drink your second shot, Lalisa, I'm slowing down!» she said while laughing. I downed my second shot. She kept taking small sips of her second beer.
«Ok, now drink the third shot, and you will be the winner, Lalisa!» I reached for her upside down beer glass «Hey, no cheating! Remember, you can't touch my glass, Lalisa!»
«You bitch. You're the one who cheated. That is so wrong, Jennie. You totally tricked me!»
«Yes, but I still technically won the bet. Remember, you agreed to the rules. You agreed to be my sex slave if you lost. Now I still have to finish my remaining beer and a half, but it looks like you will be my slave tomorrow!»
«Damn. Damn you! This sucks.»
«Relax, it is going to be a blast. I have so much in store for you, Lalisa. I have been dying to take you for a walk on the kinky side, and tomorrow you will explore new horizons of sexuality.»
She finally finished her second beer, and leisurely drank the third one while I sat and wondered what she had in store for me as a sex slave. I knew that she had friends who were into S/M, and I feared that she would be into something like that.
I fumed while she finished her third beer. When she finished the last drop of the third pint, she removed her upside down glass that had been enslaving my third shot of Amaretto. I downed my third shot, clearly the loser of the bet.
«I have to go now, Jen. I guess I had better get some sleep so I have the energy for whatever the hell you plan to put me through tomorrow.»
«Ok, I'll come pick you up in the morning. Go buy a dog collar at Walmart on the way home, and make sure you are wearing it when I pick you up in the morning!»
«Are you fucking serious, Jennie?»
«Nah, just kidding. I'll be at your place at 9:00 sharp tomorrow morning, and then the adventure will begin! Goodnight, Lili, drive home safely.»
«Ok, goodnight Jen. Bye!» I stormed out her front door and got into my car. The whole drive home, my mind was whirring and racing, nervous about the next days "adventure." I had a little trouble falling asleep, and I don't even know what time it was when I dozed off.
Jennie came over to pick me up at 9:00. She knocked on my door, and I let her into my apartment. She was wearing a nice black sleeveless dress. It was cut short, stopping above her knees. I hadn't been given any instructions yet, and I was wearing tan shorts and a plain pink tank top.
«Hello, sex slave!» was her greeting to me that morning when she walked into my apartment. I was about to walk out the door, thinking I was all ready to leave, but she grabbed my hand and said «Not so fast! You have to get dressed first.»
I assumed that she was going to make me wear something really slutty and revealing. She handed me a plastic bag, and when I looked inside, I was surprised to see a black dress identical to the one she was wearing. I started to walk to my bedroom to change into the dress, but Jennie told me to change right in the living room. Since my roommates were not home, I didn't worry about privacy; I quickly stripped off my shorts and tank top so I could change into the dress.
As I started to put the dress on, Jennie told me I still had to undress first. I quickly understood; I was not going to be wearing a bra or panties under the dress. If this day was just going to be about simple exhibitionism, I thought, it would be a piece of cake; I love displaying my body in public, and that wouldn't be much of a punishment. I obeyed her directions, and removed my bra and panties. I put the dress on over my naked body, and it fit surprisingly well. It was made of a very soft material, and it felt good on my skin. I put on some nice black shoes, and followed her out my front door and into her red Saturn.
We drove to the Original Pancake house, a restaurant that specializes in high quality breakfast food. The wait wasn't too terrible, and once we got settled, I ordered a coffee, a Western omelet, a glass of fresh squeezed orange juice, and a side of bacon, well done. Jennie ordered something called the German Pancake, which was a huge pancake covered with lemon juice and powdered sugar. We chatted about everything and nothing as we waited for our food to arrive. I thought it was cool to be sitting in a crowded restaurant in a sexy dress with no bra or panties on underneath. I was waiting for her to make me do something outrageous. I was getting very curious about what she had in store for me.
«Don't eat too much, Lisa, you need to save some room for dessert.» Jennie said as the waitress brought us our coffees. I took a sip of the delicious gourmet brew, and asked her what was for dessert. She lifted her eyebrows and said «You'll see.»
The food arrived quicker than I had expected it to, and I devoured my wonderful fluffy omelet and crispy thick cut bacon strips. The refreshing orange juice helped to wash the food down. We lingered over our second cups of coffee after finishing our meals. They didn't have any dessert on the menu, and I knew that Jennie was up to something.
«Ok, Lalisa, are you ready for dessert?» she asked me.
«I'm a bit full, but what did you have in mind?» I responded.
«Something nice and tasty that won't fill you up. Ok, there is no sense beating around the bush. Lisa, or should I say 'sex slave.'? I think that has a better ring to it. So, sex slave. Get down under the table and eat me out.»
Hold on a minute, I thought to myself. The restaurant was packed, and I couldn't believe she was asking me to do that «No way!» I protested.
She grabbed my hand tightly and gave it a hard squeeze «I don't recall giving you permission to decline my orders, sex slave. It is 10:30 A.M. right now; until midnight, when I tell you to do something, you will do it. You're response will be 'Yes Mistress.' Do you understand?»
I wasn't sure if I was prepared for this. I had no experience with dominant and submissive role playing, and I felt angry at her for having tricked me into this crazy game. Nothing could stop me from backing out now and going home. Jennie would be really mad, but I had my own free will and I could quit at any time.
«Sex slave, get under the table and lick my cunt! Come on, there is a long table cloth, no one will notice.»
I made my decision. I was going to play along with her game. Sure, it was outrageous of her to ask me to give her oral sex in public, but I found that my heart was racing as I realized how exciting that would be. I surprised myself by looking at her and saying «Yes Mistress Jennie.»
I nervously looked around the room to make sure no one was paying attention to me, and then I crawled under the table. The table cloth covered me pretty well, but if anyone glanced at the floor they would surely see my feet. I looked up, and was facing Jennie's knees. It was hard to position my body to do what she wanted me to do. I kneeled on the floor and spread her legs. I hiked up her dress, and noticed that unlike me, she was wearing panties. I pulled her lacy white panties down over her knees and legs and dropped them to the floor. I was very surprised to see that she was shaved bare. I put my face right up to her pink pussy lips, and started to kiss.
She put her hands under the table and roughly grabbed my head. She shoved my head into her lap, forcing me to eat her out. I let my saliva drip down to lubricate her pussy, and I started to eat her out. I was aware of the crowd in the restaurant, I could hear people talking and I could feel the vibrations as people walked by less then three feet away from me. It felt so weird to be kneeling on the tile floor of a crowded restaurant, giving my friend oral sex. I wondered what kind of expression was on her face as I gave her oral pleasure. I circled her pussy the way I would want a lover to circle mine; big slow circles leading up to small fast circles as I got closer and closer to her clit. I could smell her arousal. I centered in on her clit, and flicked my tongue right on it. I varied the movements; sometimes my tongue would circle her clit, and sometimes it would flick her clit. I also paid a lot of attention to the whole area between her legs, giving the pussy lips and inner thighs nice long licks as well. I knew I was pleasing her when she started to squirm, and it was hard to keep my mouth between her legs. I heard the waitress come to our table and offer her more coffee. Jennie stopped squirming long enough to say yes, and then she rotated her hips even more after the waitress left.
I was having a lot more fun than I had thought possible. Being a sex slave hadn't been nearly as difficult as I had expected at this point in the day. As I licked Jennie's pussy faster and faster, my mind was focused on what twists and turns she had planned for later in the day. I loved the fact that Jennie had to keep a straight face while she was getting eaten out in a crowded restaurant; I stuck my index finger inside her wet hole, hoping to make her lose control.
A few minutes later the waitress brought her coffee; by the sound of her footsteps, I knew she was less than a foot away from me. I wanted to make Jennie come while the waitress was there, but she served the coffee and left quickly. I kept right on licking and sucking her pussy while sliding my finger deeper inside her pussy, trying to rub her G-spot to make her explode. Suddenly Jennie clamped her legs around my head tightly and roughly pushed my head into her lap. She looked down and whispered «Faster, slave. Make me come hard, and I will have mercy on you. HAH! Fat chance of that; just lick me good and make me come, bitch!»
This was the first time she had ever called me a bitch. I guess it was to help reinforce the mistress/slave role playing. I kissed her pussy lips and flicked my tongue on her clit hard, slobbering all over her lap as I eagerly lapped up her flowing juices. I kissed her the way I would have liked to be kissed if I was the one receiving oral sex; hard and fast. I fingered her cunt mercilessly, and she clamped her legs so hard around my head it hurt a little. I felt her pussy muscles clamp down hard on my index finger, and felt her lap push my head up. I had to put my free hand above my head to avoid bumping it on the bottom of the table. She squirmed and rocked her hips as she came, and I could feel her wetness as her pussy exploded. I knew that my face would be covered with female juices and my own saliva when I was done, and hoped that there would be a clean napkin on the table. Jennie struggled to keep quiet, but I heard a small moan escape her lips as she experienced her orgasm.
When I felt her last contraction, I pulled my finger out of her sopping cunt and looked under the table cloth to make sure nobody was looking. When the coast was clear, I sat back in my chair and tried to look nonchalant. I reached for a napkin to clean the wetness off my face, but Jennie pulled it out of reach, refusing to let me clean it off «Leave your pretty face the way it is, slave, so people can see. No on will know what it really is, they'll just think you are a slob. I like the idea of you parading out the front door with my pussy juices dripping down your chin.» I left her panties on the floor.
Jennie paid the bill and we walked back to her car. We got into her car, and she drove around until we reached Biscayne Boulevard. She turned right, and then stopped her car in the parking lot of a strip mall «Do you see that Wendy's restaurant a block and a half down the road, Lisa?» Jennie asked me.
«Yes, I do. Why, are you already hungry?»
«No. I just thought it would be cool if you got out of the car and walked over there. I'll drive and pick you up in a minute.»
That was an odd request, I thought. I figured she was just playing a little power game to demonstrate her control. «Yes, Mistress Jennie.» I said as I opened the passenger door and started to get out of the car.
«No, wait, Lalisa. Close the door.»
I closed the door, puzzled as to what was going on.
«I want you to do it in the buff.»
«No way! I'm NOT walking down the street naked in broad daylight! You're crazy!»
«Slave Lalisa, I don't remember giving you my permission to disobey orders. Remember the deal? You are my sex slave for the day, and when I say 'jump' you should say 'how high, Mistress Jennie?' When I give an order, say 'yes Mistress Jennie.' and then quickly comply with that order. Are you clear on this?»
I could have quit at any time, nothing was stopping me. But she was right; we had come to an agreement, even if she had tricked me into it. She had won the bet last night, and I had to pay up. I grit my teeth and vowed to myself that I would make it through the day, no matter how outrageous her demands became.
My eyes quickly scanned the sidewalk. There were people everywhere. I would cause a commotion if I followed her orders.
«Can I at least keep my shoes on, Mistress Jennie?» I begged.
«No. In the buff means in the buff. Not one article of clothing. Go on, get naked»
I looked out the window one last time to make sure there were no cops. I pulled the black dress up over my head and placed it in the back seat of Jennie's car. I removed my shoes and left them on the floor by my seat. She even made me remove my necklace and watch. I opened the door and put my bare feet on the ground, feeling scared as hell as I prepared to streak to the Wendy's.
I was startled to feel a sharp sting on my bare ass as she gave me a spanking on my way out the door. I turned around and looked at her. She had a huge grin on her face as she gave me one last instruction «Walk, Lalisa, don't run. You better take at least three or four minutes to get to the Wendy's parking lot. I'll be watching you.»
I hesitated as I stood naked on the curb. People were already starting to notice. I considered getting back in the car and calling the whole thing off when Jennie slammed the door and sped away, leaving me stranded stark naked in a crowded place.
The walk to Wendy's was a total blur. I remember faces staring at me, fingers pointing at me, and people laughing at me. I certainly created quite a stir as I strolled down the street nude. I shyly bowed my head, too embarrassed to look at anyone. I had done something like this once before, when I had streaked on a beach, but I had had a day to prepare for that experience, and it felt more acceptable to be exposed on a beach than on a busy street. The people who saw me probably all did double takes; it is not a very common event to glimpse a nude lady strolling down the street. I felt the hot stares on my completely exposed flesh; I wondered if more attention was being focused on my jiggling boobs or on my brown pubic hair and my pussy. I am sure my curvy round ass got a lot of stares from the people behind me as I walked by.
When I came to the intersection I had to stop and wait for the light to change before I could cross the street. This meant that more people had time to look at my nude body, which further embarrassed me. It was very hot out, and I felt sweat start to drip down under my arms. This was too much; I felt so stripped and exposed as I waited for the light to change. It felt like an hour before the walk sign appeared, and I walked to the parking lot of the Wendy's as fast as I could without running. I reached Jennie's car and tried to open the passenger door so I could get back inside the car, but in a very sadistic move she had locked the door. The pavement was burning up my feet, and I was starting to attract a crowd of people. I banged on the glass, begging her to have mercy and let me in the car. She made me stand out there naked, feeling very foolish, for about thirty seconds. She finally unlocked the door, and I jumped back into the car, feeling the soft car seat on my naked ass. I put my dress and shoes back on as she drove away from the restaurant.
«Good job Lisa...I mean Slave Lalisa. I am impressed that you did it. I know exhibitionism is your thing, and that will come in handy for your next task.»
«Where are you going to make me get naked next, inside a crowded shopping mall?» I sarcastically replied.
«Oh, no. Nothing like that. You will be getting naked for a crowd, Lalisa, but not outside in public anymore. We are going to a Temptation Party.»
«What is that, Mistress Jennie?»
«It is like a Tupperware or Pampered Chef party, but the hostess sells sex toys instead of kitchen items. A friend of mine named Jisoo is the hostess, and she has been having these parties for a few months. One night I was on the phone with her, and she told me that many more women would buy the more exotic toys if they could see them in action.»
«Um...what do you mean, Mistress Jennie?»
«Well, Jisoo said that most of the women who buy the products stick with the more conservative ones, like simple vibrators and dildos. Many of the ladies are shy about the other toys, especially the anal ones. Most of them have never experienced the pleasure of inserting a butt plug, and Jisoo would like to sell more stuff like that. She said it would be much more profitable if some of the women bought items for two orifices instead of one.»
«Oh no... I know where this is going. You are going to make me demonstrate sex toys in front of the party, aren't you?»
«Bingo! Yes, you are very deductive, Slave Lalisa, you figured it out. Don't worry, it will be fun, and you will be helping to liberate some poor vanilla women in the process.»
I pondered this next challenge as Jennie drove to our destination. If it was just about demonstrating a vibrator, I would have been bolder about the idea. I considered anything to do with anal toys a very private affair, and I had never even used them in front of a partner, much less in front of a group of women. I blushed as I pictured myself naked, shoving some butt plug into my asshole as everyone stared at me.
We pulled into the driveway of a nice large house. It was stucco, with Spanish red tiles on the roof. The lawn was perfectly trimmed, and there was a beautiful garden in front of the house. Jennie parked behind a white BMW. Her Saturn was by far the cheapest car parked in the driveway; this was clearly a party of wealthy women. Jennie squeezed my hand as she led me to the big oak door.
I was very curious to see the party; I had heard about these types of events, but I had never witnessed one myself. A woman in her late thirties opened the door for us, and Jennie introduced her to me. Her name was Jisoo, and she was the hostess of the party. She was tall, and had long black hair. She was wearing a pair of white shorts and a red tank tap. She had a nice light skin, stylish make-up, and a beautiful breasts that looked too perfect to be real.
I sat on a comfortable white Newport chair, surveying the room. There was a large white leather sofa seating about four women. The rest of the women were sitting on various chairs and loveseats; some were sitting on overstuffed cushions on the floor. There was fine artwork on the wall, and a shelf with a collection of colorful glass sculptures. There was a small table with an authentic Tiffany lamp beside my chair. I watched the presentation which was already in progress. Most of the women were about ten years older than me. (I am in my late twenties.) They all had on impeccable clothing. I smelled the odor of expensive perfumes. A lady with long blonde hair was standing in the middle of the room, explaining the features of the "Butterfly" vibrator.
«This one is great, because you can have your hands free to do other things while it vibrates your clitoris.» The lady explained. She held up an item that looked like a cross between a thong and a vibrator. The vibrator itself was in the shape of a butterfly.
«You wear it like a pair of panties, and choose the intensity. The butterfly is positioned over your clit, and it vibrates in just the right spot, providing intense orgasmic pleasure. You can also wear it while making love; it works especially well if you partner is behind you, doing you doggie style.»
Some of the women blushed when they heard the lady's graphic description of the toy. They had no idea how graphic things were about to get.
I learned that the lady's name was Chaeyoung or Rosé, and that she was Jisoo's partner. When I say "partner," I am referring to her status as Jisoo's lover, in addition to being her business partner in the Temptations sex toy business. I watched her describe a huge variety of vibrators, dildos, and lubricants.
I spaced out for awhile, absorbed in the presentation. I had almost forgotten that I was supposed to demonstrate a toy when I caught the phrase «Many women are reluctant about anal play. They think it's dirty, or strange. For various reasons, they never explore the pleasures of anal toys. They are missing out. The anus is one of the most sensitive erogenous zones in a woman's body, and it is loaded with nerve endings.»
I stared at her hands as she opened up a black leather briefcase. Inside the briefcase was a huge assortment of toys. I saw five different sizes of butt plugs, a few anal beads, lubricants, and vibrators.
«The first thing to learn about anal play is to start out small. You need to give your ass time to get used to being filled up. We are going to do something unusual today; I understand we have a model that is going to demonstrate some toys today.» Rosé looked right at me.
I didn't know what to do; I felt like I was being put on the spot. Jennie walked over to me and told me to stand up. She addressed the crowd. "Ladies, this is my friend Lalisa, who has graciously volunteered to demonstrate the use of anal toys for everyone today. It was entirely her idea; her exact words were "Can I show them how to use the anal toys when they get to that?"»
I gave her a dirty look when she told that lie to the audience. Jennie picked out the largest plug in the briefcase, and addressed the crowd again «I know Rosie said to start out small, but Lalisa here is an old pro; a small plug would bore her. After she shows you how easy it is to shove this huge toy up her butt, you will all know how easy it really is, and hopefully some of you will be inspired.»
My eyes widened when I looked at the toy Jennie was holding up for everyone to see. It was an enormous flesh colored butt plug. It had three successive ripples; the top was pointy, the middle got bigger, and the bottom was huge and wide. «Rosé, will you please describe this toy for everyone?»
«Sure. That is our largest anal plug. It is called the Anal Invader. It is 7 inches long, which might not sound very large. Remember, we are putting this toy in the rear, not in the front, and believe me, 7 inches is HUGE when put inside you ass. I don't recommend this product for novices. It is also wider than the other plugs, and takes some serious effort to get inside. The top is slim, but notice how it has three ripples, each one getting wider. When this toy is inside your ass, it will feel utterly stuffed.»
«Well, Lalisa, do you think you can handle it?» Jennie asked me in front of everyone.
«I don't know.» I shyly responded while looking at the ground.
«Lalisa...remember what I said earlier? Now, try again. Lalisa, do you think you can handle that toy? You can answer 'Yes, Jennie' if you think you can do this.»
I felt relieved that she wasn't going to make me call her "Mistress Jennie" in front of everyone. But I got the message loud and clear; she was giving me an order, and I was expected to comply with it.
«Yes, Jennie, I can do this.» I said.
«Well, why don't we cut to the chase and get started, Lalisa?» Jennie suggested.
«Ok.» I said.
«All right, this should be exciting!» a lady from the group yelled.
I stood in the center of the room, and I wasn't sure how to begin «Why don't you take off your dress and sit down on the floor now, Lalisa?» Jennie suggested. I was glad to have some guidance; I didn't know how to proceed. I nervously lifted my dress over my head and placed it on the table. I sat down on the floor, once again feeling stripped and exposed. All of the women looked at my nude body.
«It is very important to use a generous amount of lubricant, Lalisa.» Rosé said, and she handed me a large bottle of oil called "Wet Stuff." I squirted a dollop into the palm of my hand, and shyly began to lube up my ass.
«Wait a minute. It is hard to see her ass when she is sitting there facing us. I think this would be a more effective demonstration if Lalisa was on all fours doggie style with her ass facing us.» Jennie suggested. Well, for me it wasn't really a suggestion; it was an order. I quickly got on all fours and stuck my butt out for everyone. They all gathered around closer to me.
«How can I insert the plug while I need to use my hands for support?» I complained.
«Hmm...I guess I'll need to help.» Jennis said. She got down on the floor beside me and squirted some lubricant onto her hands. She held the huge toy up to my face to tease me as she squirt lube on it. The monster butt plug was dripping with the Wet Stuff, and she moved her body into position behind me. I felt a squirt of lubricant hit my ass and felt her rub it into my asshole. It felt cold at first, but it warmed up quickly. I braced myself, prepared for the invasion from behind.
I felt very embarrassed, naked on the floor with my bare ass in a lewd position while a dozen women watched the action. I felt Jennie plunge the tip of the plug into me. At first it wasn't so bad, but then she got to the middle ripple of the plug. My sphincter muscles tightened; my ass wasn't ready for the next layer.
«Relax, Lisa. If you let your ass relax, it will be much easier. Just let go, and let it slide in.»
I tried, but she couldn't get it in. She pushed harder, but brute force wasn't going to work in this case. I tried to let go, and let her penetrate me further.
«Laliaa, relax you ass, right now!» Jennie ordered me. This was a tall order; it was hard to relax on command. She used her fingertips to pry open my ass cheeks, and this extra help was enough to push the plug to the next level. My ass suddenly felt like it had expanded as I accepted the second ripple of the plug.
«Good job! I'll let you get used to that before we get to the last ripple.» I started to freak out when she mentioned the last ripple; I already felt stretched and stuffed to the limit from behind. I didn't think it was possible to get anymore of the toy up inside my ass. It felt like it was inside me so deeply already; I felt all the nerve endings in my ass come alive. It was becoming painful already, having a huge unfamiliar toy pushing my ass to the limit. I was also acutely aware of the fact that everyone was staring at my bare ass with a flesh colored plug sticking out of it. I felt silly and humiliated as Jennie touched my ass cheeks in front of everyone.
She began to rotate the plug, trying to loosen me up for the final push. She tried to push it in all the way, but I was too full already, and not accepting any more of the toy. She tried everything. She ordered me to accept it, but it just wasn't happening. She gave me more time to relax, but that didn't help either. Finally, she whispered in my ear «I just squirted tons more lube on the base of the toy. I'm going to push really hard, and while I do that, shove your ass back to me. We can get this sucker into your ass, I know we can.»
She pushed it hard into me, and I strained and sweat as I pushed my ass back. I felt incredibly exposed as I lewdly grunted and moaned, trying to shove the rest of the huge toy into my butt. Sweat was dripping down my hair and into my eyes as I pushed and pushed as hard as I could. I must have looked wild as I exerted myself. Finally I felt a pop as the toy plunged inside me all the way. I felt Jennie's hand on my ass cheeks. The feeling was incredibly intense inside my asshole. It felt totally stretched and filled beyond belief. It really hurt, like it had felt the first time I had anal sex with a man. I thought I would get used to it, but that didn't happen with the final ripple as it had with the second one; if anything, it felt even more painful as time went by.
Jennie whispered in my ear again «Don't let them know it hurts, slave. Jisoo wants to sell anal toys to these women, and the point of having you use the huge one was to show them how easy it will be for them to use the smaller ones.»
I tried to compose myself and act like it didn't hurt. I was grateful that they couldn't see my face.
Everyone clapped their hands when Jennie announced that it was all the way inside me. I learned later that almost every one of them had ended up purchasing an anal toy that afternoon. I was hoping that she would remove the toy soon, but she told me to stay there.
I stayed in the doggie style position while Jennie went to get something else from the briefcase. She surprised me when she started to buzz my clit with a vibrator. I couldn't see what she was using, but it felt really good between my legs. The sensation inside my ass started to actually feel good when combined with the vaginal stimulation. She moved the vibrator all around, getting every angle of my clit. I felt like I was about to come. She took the vibrator away just as I was about to come. I felt disappointed, and then she buzzed my clit again while putting a finger inside my wet pussy. She took me even closer to the crescendo of orgasm, but again backed off just before I came. I was really starting to get frustrated. «Ok, this is it, Lisa, get ready to come hard!» she whispered in my ear. I could feel her hot breath in my ear. I was so excited and turned on. She buzzed the vibrator in just the right spot. I felt the orgasm approach; I knew it was imminent. Then she cruelly removed the vibrator yet again! I was furious; my pussy and clit were so turned on and I couldn't come.
«Slave Lalisa, enjoy the delicious torture of delayed orgasm. You are my slave until midnight, and you will just have to wait until then to have your orgasm. Think of how fucking great it will feel...but oh, the agony of waiting!» she whispered.
Damn her, I really wanted to come. She worked the butt plug out of my ass. I had to relax again to expel the toy one ripple at a time. It finally popped out of my ass, and then she let me get dressed. Jisoo and Rosé thanked me for the show. I blushed, and hoped that I would never run into any of these ladies on the streets of Miami in the future.
Jennie drove me back to her place, and luckily she let me just chill and relax for awhile. Time passed by, and I almost forgot about my slave role. I looked at the clock, and noticed it was already 7:00 P.M. I was startled when the doorbell rang.
Jennie answered the door, letting a big muscular lady into her apartment. She was almost six feet tall, with very short black hair. She was wearing a black tank top that said "Gold's Gym" and a pair of loose black sweatpants. Her breasts were surprisingly round and soft looking in contrast to her well toned muscular arms and shoulders.
(A/N: Yes, I'll pure Rhea Ripley once again cuz she's perfect for this)
«Slave Lalisa, this is my friend Rhea. To you, she is Mistress Rhea until midnight. You are still indentured to me also, but I thought it would be fun to hand you over to someone and watch.»
«Hello, Mistress Rhea.» I said shyly, afraid to make eye-contact with this unfamiliar Amazonian woman.
«Kneel, Slave Lalisa» was her friendly greeting.
I quickly kneeled to the ground at her feet.
«Slave Lalisa, I don't normally do this, but I'm going to tell you the plan for our session. I understand you are a total BDSM novice, is that correct?»
«Umm...I had a boyfriend who would spank me a little during sex a few years ago.» I said.
«Did it hurt, or was it more like a playful slap on the ass?»
«Well...it stung a little, but it wasn't too painful.» I admitted.
«Hmm...well, you are about to have a new experience tonight, Slave Lalisa! As I was saying, I don't normally give my slaves a detailed description of what is going to happen to them, but since you are not really a full time sub I have decided to let you know what your fate is going to be the rest of the evening. Jennie has informed me that you have been dying to come, but that she wouldn't bring you all the way to orgasm, is that correct?»
She kept using the same phrase when questioning me. "Is that correct?" I felt like I was being interrogated. «Yes, Mistress Rhea. That is correct!»
«Good. Denial or orgasm is a great technique. Mistress Jennie has done a great job. I am sorry to inform you, Slave Lalisa, that you will not be allowed to come until your servitude ends at midnight. My plan is to have two sessions with you between now and then while Mistress Jennie watches and helps me when I need an extra hand. It is now 7:15. The first session will be from now until 10:00. That is almost three hours. I am going to introduce you to the art of bondage. I bet you have never been tied up seriously, is that correct?»
«No, I was tied up by another ex-boyfriend once.»
«What kind of restraints?»
«He tied me to the bedposts with silk scarves. He tied up both my hands and feet.»
«Silk scarves, huh. If you had really struggled, could you have ripped the scarves and escaped, Slave Lalisa?»
«Yes, I suppose I could have.»
«Well, you are going to be introduced to severe restraints tonight. In my duffel bag I have two pairs of professional police handcuffs. I understand that Mistress Jennie has a queen size brass bed in her bedroom. Let's all walk to the bedroom and get started, shall we?» Mistresses Rhea and Jennie started to walk to Jennie's bedroom. I obediently followed.
«Slave Lalisa, strip off your dress.» Mistress Rhea yelled to me.
I peeled the dress off and threw it on the soft thick white carpet of Jennie's bedroom. In my private thoughts, I still considered Jennie to be my friend Jennie, not a mistress, but with Rhea, I immediately thought of her as "Mistress Rhea." I stood by the side of the bed, naked and scared.
«Ok, I was telling you all about the sessions, Slave Lalisa.» Mistress Rhea unzipped her black duffel bag and pulled out two very real pairs of metal handcuffs «Here, hold one. Feel how heavy and strong they are.»
She was right, they were very heavy. I had no doubt that they would completely restrain my arms.
«Lay down on the bed, Slave Lalisa. Lay on your back spread eagled while I continue my preview.»
I climbed into the bed and lay down on my back as I had been instructed to do. The sheets were soft on my bare skin. The comforter had already been removed. I put my hands above my head and spread my legs.
«Mistress Jennie, why don't you take one pair and cuff her right hand to the metal post of the bed? You can adjust them so they are not tight enough to hurt her wrist, but tight enough to ensure that her hand can't wiggle out.» Mistress Rhea started to cuff my left hand. The metal felt cold on my wrist as she locked the cuff into place on my left hand and linked it to the left post of the brass bed. Jennie watched the process and then cuffed my right hand to the bed as well. I started to feel really nervous. I didn't like the feeling of losing control of my freedom of movement.
«Ok, I just want to ease your fears about pain, Slave Lalisa. For the first session, you will not be punished that way. No spanking, no nipples clamps, nothing that will cause physical pain.»
She must have noticed the look of relief in my eyes when she tilted her head back and laughed «Oh, you think you aren't getting the full S/M experience? Well, that comes in the second session. Believe me, you will feel like a true sub before the night is over. Mistress Jennie will truly have gotten full payment from you. I know all about your bet, Slave Lalisa. Mistress Jennie called me because she wanted you to be a real sex slave, but she needed some help with the logistics of planning a scene. So, I was saying, the first session is about bondage and denial of orgasm. We are going to restrain you in ways you have never imagined. We will also use our hands, mouths, and vibrators to bring your pussy close to orgasm. You will be taken just to the very edge of ecstasy, but never over the edge. You will be aching for relief. When the second session starts, and the bare bottom spankings are stinging your ass, it will be a relief, because you won't be thinking about orgasm with the pain to distract you!»
Mistress Rhea pulled out two long white nylon ropes from her duffel bag. She tossed one to Jennie and told her to follow what she was doing. Mistress Rhea lifted my left foot and tied the nylon rope around it. Before the bondage session had begun, I had imagined a rough scratchy rope; I was relieved to discover that the rope was soft on my skin. After tying the rope around my ankle, she tied my foot to the post at the edge of the bed. She spent about five more minutes securing my foot tightly to the bed post. Jennie tried to follow, but Mistress Rhea had to come and help her make the restraint more secure on my right foot. I experimented to see how much I could move. Although my hands were handcuffed, I could still move them a few inches. My feet were completely immobilized. I could still move my legs, my arms, my head, and my hips.
Mistress Rhea then pulled out a very long rope. This was more like what I had imagined. She had stopped talking, and started restraining more and more of my body. I watched in nervous anticipation as she put the rope over my shins and had Jennie get under the bed to bring the rope all the way around. They repeated this process until the rope was tied over my legs and around the bed three times. My legs were now completely immobilized. They had tied them over the shins, just above my knees, and on my lower thighs. I lifted my head up and saw my feet firmly tied to the bed posts and my legs tightly bound to the bed. I struggled my legs and could not lift them an inch above the bed.
Mistresses Rhea and Jennie repeated this process over and over again on my torso. I felt the rough rope as it restrained my stomach, and then it was tied just under my breasts. Then I felt the rope press down on my collarbone just above my breasts. I tried to wiggle my torso. My breasts jiggled a little, but I could not lift any of my body up. I could still move my arms, and I made the handcuffs clank against the brass posts. Mistress Rhea expertly tied my elbows and upper arms so that they were somehow lifted higher and tied to the posts under my hands. I couldn't really move my arms anymore by this point. I tried to wiggle my hips, and could push my pussy up about an inch.
«Great job, Mistress Jennie!» she congratulated my friend «Your sex slave can barely move. Now the fun part begins. Fun for us, I mean. From your slave's point of view, it might not be as entertaining. She is going to beg and whine that she needs to come, so get used to a lot of complaining. Normally I use a blindfold and ball gag in my scenes, but I think it will be more fun if she can see us tormenting her.»
Without saying a word, Mistress Rhea quickly stripped off her clothing. She tossed the black tank top and sweat pants to the floor, and then she stripped off her white sports bra and plain white panties. Her pubic hair was thick and bushy; it was also a darker shade of black than the hair on her head. She got on the bed next to me, and I felt her warm skin on my side. Her breasts felt soft and hot on my shoulder. Jennie copied her moves, and she was soon nude herself. I was completely restrained with a naked woman on each side of my body. Mistress Rhea started playing with my tits, and Jennie started kissing my lips. My friend had stripped off her clothes when I hadn't been looking. Her lips felt soft and luscious on mine, and I kissed her back. I realized that I was able to move my head a bit, and I looked into her eyes as her tongue slipped into my mouth. I was getting really turned on, momentarily forgetting that I wouldn't be allowed to have an orgasm.
The heat was building up in my pussy as Jennie kissed me and Mistress Rhea felt me up. I reached a new level of arousal when I felt her start to suck my left breast. Jennie's long dark hair cascaded onto my neck, and Mistress Rhea's mouth raised my nipple. I felt her bare breasts press into my stomach as she sucked my nipple even harder. I was getting really turned on.
I was still kissing jenni when I felt a familiar sensation on my thighs. Jennie had somehow snuck a vibrator into the scene while I had been focused on the kisses and caresses. I felt the vibrator creep its way up my thighs and then felt it buzz around my pussy lips. I started to long for relief. She tormented me even more when she reached my clit. I kissed her harder, and she must have seen the pleading look in my eyes. I enjoyed the sensation of the vibrator on my clit, and wondered if I could thrust my hips up enough to force myself to come. I raised my hips, and then felt Mistress Rhea push my hips back down, forcing the toy out of reach. Mistress Rhea got out of the bed to get something else out of her duffel bag.
I looked up to see her pull out two more vibrators. The first one was long and wide. It was purple, and she put a squirt of lubricant on it and slid it into my tormented cunt. She turned on a little switch at the base, and I felt the vibrations deep inside my hole. This added stimulation made me ache for orgasm even more. I wondered what the second vibrator was for.
«Slave Lalisa, I hear you are quite a pro with anal toys!» Mistress Rhea said.
Oh no. I couldn't stand the thought of more anal play after this afternoon's performance. At least it was a normal size vibrator, not a giant butt plug. She lubed the second vibrator up. It was slender and flesh colored. She squirt another dollop of lube on my asshole and slipped the vibrator into my butt. When she turned this one on, I felt the wonderful feeling of having a vibrator in my butt for the first time. The experience I had earlier in the day had been with a plug that had no batteries or motor, and it felt both strange and wonderful to feel vibrations inside my ass. The combination of anal and vaginal stimulation was intense. Under ordinary circumstances, I would have loved this, and I would have fingered my clit fast until I came like crazy. Involuntarily, I strained my hands, wishing I could touch my clit.
Jennie got a kick out of this «Are you wishing you could come yet, Slave Lalisa?»
«Of course I am Jennie.»
Mistress Rhea stopped kissing my breast and gave me a terrifying look «I think you meant to call your friend 'Mistress Jennie,' didn't you slave?» she angrily said to my face.
«Sorry. Yes, I wish I could come, Mistress Jennie.»
All along I had just been thinking of her as Jennie in my thoughts, not as Mistress Jennie. I was careful to think before I spoke the rest of the session.
Jennie had evidently forgiven my transgression as she kissed her way down from my breasts to my pussy. I felt her kiss my cleavage, and then she planted hot wet kisses down my stomach and went straight between my legs. My pussy lips were forcefully spread wide open, and she had no problem finding my clit. The vibrators still buzzed in my holes. Her oral sex skills were amazing. She expertly ate my pussy, and I panted hard. She honed in on my clit, and flicked her tongue from side to side and then up and down. The pressure of the tip of her tongue got firmer, and I felt the orgasm approaching. My hips rocked up to meet her face.
«Easy, Slave Lalisa. I think it is time to slow down.» Jennie cruelly stopped the wonderful licking between my legs.
«Please, I was so close!» I begged.
«I told you she would whine and beg!» Mistress Rhea laughed.
Jennie laughed along with her, tilting her head back and making her long dark hair fly around «Sorry, slave. Not until midnight! Actually, I'm not sorry. This is so fun watching you beg and writhe around!»
I was really pissed off. I wanted to come so badly. My pussy was on fire. After my body had cooled down for a few minutes, Mistress Rhea took Jennie's place and kissed my pussy. Her technique was a little different, but it still felt incredibly good. She was licking my entire pussy in big wet circles, licking the soft sensitive flesh around my pussy lips, and then making smaller circles on the lips themselves. Finally, she circled in on my clit, making the blood flow between my legs and making my clit instantly erect again. The teasing was becoming unbearable, and I prayed for relief. Although I knew they wouldn't bring me over the edge, I naively rocked my hips up as my orgasm again approached. I panted and moaned. I almost felt the first little tingle that usually signaled the onset of my orgasm, and then I felt an extreme feeling of frustration as she instantly stopped the oral sex.
«Please, Mistress Rhea, let me come. I beg you, I need this. As a woman, you must know how much I need to come. My pussy is burning; it got within a few seconds of coming!»
«That's entirely up to Mistress Jennie, Slave.»
«Let me think about it for a minute, slave Lalisa. Ok, let's call the whole game off, I'll let you come.»
I was so relieved Jennie switched with Mistress Rhea and kissed my pussy again. I ground my hips into her face furiously, thankful that I was about to unleash a tremendous built up orgasm. My head was spinning as I imagined the relief I was about to receive. And then she did it again; stopping right at the brink!
«Psyche!» she laughed.
Damn, Damn, Damn! This was ridiculous. I asked Mistress Rhea how long we had to go «It is now 9:00. It took longer than I thought it would to tie you up. So, we have another hour to go of this. I reckon we can bring you to the edge and stop again about once every ten minutes, or six more times. We have only done that three times, so imagine how much your pussy will be needing relief by the ninth time!»
I felt that I couldn't handle that, yet I didn't have much choice. Each of the next six times of going close to the edge and stopping felt more tormenting than the ones before. I futilely whined and begged for an orgasm, knowing full well that they would not grant me one. My pussy must have leaked out ounces of fluid. They took turns using their hands, the vibrators, and their mouths to mercilessly tease my poor aching pussy. They talked dirty to me, telling me stories about hot lesbian hookups. For the final insult, they each took a turn masturbating while I was forced to watch.
First Mistress Rhea sat on my chest and fingered herself «Oh...this has gotten my so fucking horny. I can't stand it; my pussy needs relief, Slave Lalisa. God, how can anyone stand to wait when their pussy is so turned on? It needs relief so badly, I can't wait. Oh...Oh...OH! Fuck. Uh. I'm COMING!» I cried tears of jealousy as I watched her experience orgasm four inches from my face. Her body writhed on my chest as she let herself explode. I saw her pussy lips contract and expand as her hole opened and close involuntarily.
Jennie did the same thing. She even made me taste her pussy right before her orgasm. I tasted her female juices for the second time. I knew that she was extremely aroused; and that unlike me, she would be allowed to have an orgasm. By this point I was delirious with desire. Watching her come in front of me was like watching someone eat a gourmet meal after being starved for a day.
My two mistresses untied me after they had satisfied their urges. My body was sore from being in one position for such a long time, and they let me walk around and stretch out. I looked at a clock, and the time was 10:00, so I knew I only had to make it through another two hours of slavery. I was wary about the grand finale; I had very little experience having my bottom spanked, and I didn't know how much pain I could tolerate.
«Good job, slave!» Jennie patted me on the back. My pussy was on fire with desire, and I had to fight the urge to touch myself.
«All right, are you ready for the final punishment, slave?» Mistress Rhea asked me rhetorically. She dumped the rest of the contents of her duffel bag on the floor, giving me a preview of what she had in store for my poor body. There was a wood paddle, a black leather belt, some short lengths of rope, two pairs of leather cuffs, a collar, a blindfold, and a pair of metal clamps of some sort. My eyes widened; I wasn't ready for this.
«Slave Lalisa, Mistress Rhea asked you a question! Answer her!» Jennie yelled.
«Yes, Mistress Rhea. I am scared, but I guess I am ready.»
«Good answer! You should be scared. I realize that you are a novice when it comes to this kind of activity, so I am going to treat you much easier than I would treat an experienced submissive. But make no mistake; you are going to experience a good taste of what S/M is all about. Your ass is going to be really sore for a few days.»
«Yes, Mistress.»
«Ok, lets get this party started! Mistress Jennie, I'll need your help in restraining your lovely slave. Let's move to the living room.»
I followed them into the living room. They had me sit down on the very same sofa where I had lost the stupid bet to Jennie the previous night. I sat between the two of them, and Mistress Rhea positioned my body so that my waist was on her lap and my face was on Jennie's lap. I was right on her pussy, and I could smell its aroma. Her pussy had that sweet pungent smell that comes from a recent orgasm, and I felt her juices on my cheek.
«Mistress Jennie, cuff her hands behind her back.» Mistress Rhea tossed a pair of black leather cuffs to Jennie. She positioned my arms behind my back and locked them into place. I hadn't expected leather cuffs to be as restraining as the metal ones had been, but I couldn't remove them. Mistress Rhea locked similar cuffs to my ankles; I couldn't move my feet more than an inch apart. She then proceeded to tie some rope around my legs, and when she was done with the rope, I couldn't budge my legs. I could still wiggle my torso and ass, though.
The next step in my bondage was a black leather collar that Jennie put around my neck. It wasn't really restraining; it was just a token gesture to further humiliate me. Jennie also put a blindfold on me. It felt scary to have a sense taken away from me. I didn't like not being able to see anything, and the blindness made every sound and touch more intense. I heard one of them pick something metal off the ground; it made a clinking sound as it was moved around. I wondered what it was, and then I remembered; Mistress Rhea had unpacked a pair of clamps. I realized that they must be nipple clamps. This thought really terrified me, as I had never experienced that before, and I didn't know how much they would hurt.
I didn't have to wait long to experience the nipple clamps «Mistress Jennie, you know what to do with these.» I heard Mistress Rhea say, and a few seconds later I felt the initial shock of having something metal pinching my left nipple. It wasn't as bad as I had feared it would be, but believe me, it still hurt. I felt another sharp sting as my right nipple was clamped as well. It only took a minute to get used to them, and I almost forgot about them until Jennie sadistically twisted them around, causing my nipples to be acutely aware of the clamps. When she twisted them I felt a shocking sensation of pain in my nipples.
«Ok, Mistress Jennie. We are ready for our scene. Slave Lalisa has only an hour and a half to go. Hold her down so she doesn't squirm too much. My God, her ass is so white! I can't wait to see it turn a lovely shade of pink, then light red, and then a nice fiery dark crimson. A virgin, barely spanked ass; what a beautiful sight!»
Mistress Rhea rubbed my bare ass for a few minutes. It felt really good to have her bare hands on my butt, even though I knew she was just teasing me before the spankings began. She massaged it really good, getting all the tension out. My ass was becoming dangerously relaxed...
Searing hot pain flashed through my ass when she planted the first spanking on it. I had been lulled into relaxation, not even thinking about when the first blow would hit me. It caught me completely off guard; I guess I had expected her to announce when the spankings would begin. OUCH! Another sharp blow hit me. OW! Another. She kept the blows coming fast and hard. This was way worse than I had expected, and this was just with her bare hand! I yelped with pain.
«This rocks!» Mistress Rhea said «Sometimes I use a ball gag to stifle the screaming, but I really get a kick out of the noises made by a first time submissive. This is more intense than your ex boyfriend's spankings, isn't it Slave?»
«YES!» I yelled.
«Those were just a game. I'll bet they were playful birthday spankings, is that correct?»
«Yes!» I cried.
Smack, Smack, Smack! My poor butt kept getting spanked hard. Then the spanks became lighter for awhile. She slowed down the pace of the blows, and then stopped for a few minutes, giving my ass some time to recover. It still stung like Hell even when she wasn't spanking it. She tenderly massaged it after the first round of spankings had stopped.
«Mistress Rhea, you simply must give me a turn! Please?» Jennie begged her.
«Her ass is all yours! Don't go easy on her just because she is your friend; remember, she is your total slave until midnight.»
«Oh, believe me; I have no intention of going easy on her. Can I use the paddle?»
«Not yet. She needs some more bare ass spankings before her ass is ready for that.»
«Ok, you're the expert!»
My two mistresses simply picked me up and turned me around so that my face was in Mistress Rhea's lap and my waist was in Jennie's lap. Jen started spanking my ass immediately, and she was even harsher than Mistress Rhea.
I felt wet tears welling up inside the blindfold. My ass really was starting to hurt badly. I had completely forgotten about the nipple clamps when I felt Mistress Rhea tugging on them. My nipples felt sharp intense pain.
Jennie rained blows down on my butt. I kept crying. I screamed «Stop, Stop! Please.» My hands involuntarily tried to reach for my ass, but of course I couldn't protect my poor ass from the harsh spankings with the cuffs on.
«Slave Lalisa, if we stop now, you will have done all of this for nothing. Remember, you owe me a debt. We are only about an hour away from the end, we can't quit now. Come on; think of how good it will feel at midnight. I'll eat you out, and you can have that orgasm you have been dying for all day!»
I knew I somehow had to keep going. I grit my teeth and stoically took the blows. They got harder and harder, and I could hear the loud smacking sounds with each spanking.
«Let's give her a break!» Mistress Rhea said. I was relieved. I lay still and tried to relax before the next round. I knew that the paddle was coming next, and wondered how much worse that would be than the bare handed spankings.
About five minutes passed, and then Mistress Rhea spoke «Mistress Jennie, here is my finest paddle. I had this hand crafted in New York by an expert. It has my name on it. The letters are very worn out from use. Over a dozen slaves have felt its sting, and your slave should feel honored to be introduced to its pleasures!»
I wasn't really feeling very honored by this promised treat; in fact, I was even more scared than I had been before the hand spankings.
«First, it is time to remove the nipple clamps, Mistress Jennie. Slave Lalisa, I should warn you that when they are removed, it stings more than when they are first put on from all the blood rushing back to your nipples. It is dangerous to leave them on too long, though, and it is time for them to come off.»
I learned that she wasn't lying about the pain being worse when they are removed; I felt a quick rush of pain in my left nipple as the first clamp was removed. God, it stung like Hell! The process was repeated on the right nipple with similar results.
As with the first spanking, the first blow of the paddle came completely without warning. I heard a loud WHACK! as the paddle struck my already reddened ass. It hurt even more than the spankings, and I screamed «Yee-OWW!» My ass smarted.
«Look at her squirm! This is delightful.» Mistress Rhea was having a lot more fun than I was having.
Smack, Smack, SMACK! The paddling continued without mercy. I writhed in pain, wishing my hands weren't cuffed so I could protect my poor butt from the merciless paddling. Smack! «Holy shit this hurts! OWW!» I yelled. Smack! WHACK! A few particularly hard blows hit me.
My ass was blazing with pain. It felt like it was burning up. The stinging hurt really badly. Somehow I hadn't imagined that it would be this painful. I had a new found respect for what real life subs have to go through.
«Oh, look at the color! Her white ass is turning a nice shade of red! I think its time to quit the paddle. We have just one more step to go before turning her ass dark red!» Mistress Rhea informed Jennie.
I heard the paddle fall to the floor, and I quickly realized that the belt was coming. They gave me another five minutes to recover. The stinging was really setting in. I had imagined that spankings only would hurt while in the process of receiving them; that night I learned that the pain becomes sustained when you are not being spanked. I prayed for a quick ending to this night.
I heard a swishing sound in the air. One of them was swinging the belt around to tease me! I was in an extreme state of fear. Then I felt a hand on my pussy. This touch brought back all of the horny sensations from the earlier teasing, and my pussy lit up with anticipation. I found it hard to believe that I could be aroused during this painful spanking session, but my pussy ached with desire even more than before, and I needed to come really badly. Whoever was touching my pussy brought me right to the brink of orgasm and then backed off at the last second. Three more strokes on my clit would have sent me over the edge, and I felt extremely frustrated again.
As usual, the first blow came out of nowhere. Whack! «OUCH! Fuck that hurt!» SMACK! «AHH! Please stop, this hurts way more than the paddle!»
«Of course it does. Did you think it would tickle?»
Smack! My ass blazed with searing hot pain. The belt hit areas of my skin that hadn't been touched by the spanking and paddling. The back of my thighs lit up with fiery pain as they were hit hard with the belt. Everything stung like Hell. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Three really hard blows hit me. «OW...I can't handle this, it hurts SO badly!»
«Be glad I didn't bring my cane! If you want to feel something hurt your ass more than the belt, I have numerous instruments in my dungeon.» Mistress Rhea educated me.
SMACK! «Ok, we are finished now!» Mistress Rhea announced. I felt so relieved to hear those words. I couldn't wait to get out of the restraints and end this slavery.
«Thank GOD!» I said loudly in relief.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! She hit me three more times in rapid succession. This was especially cruel, coming just after I had been told that the punishment session had ended «HEY, what the fuck?» I screamed.
«Burn!» Jennie yelled in triumph. She laughed.
I felt my ankle cuffs being removed, and then the ropes were untied from my legs. Jennie removed my blindfold. Every piece of bondage gear was now off my body except for the collar and the cuffs behind my back. They helped me to stand up.
I looked at the clock. It said 11:42. I had almost reached the end of my ordeal.
«Can you remove the cuffs from behind my back?» I asked Mistress Rhea.
«My work here is done, that is up to Mistress Jennie.»
«C'mon, Jen, enough is enough. Are you really going to make me wear these for 18 more minutes?»
«Yes! And you have a lot longer than 18 minutes.» She answered.
«What are you talking about, it is almost midnight!» I argued.
«Lalisa, you just saw the time on the clock. It now says 11:44. Guess what? I changed the time on the clock before Mistress Rhea arrived to mess with you even further! I set the clock back an hour.»
«Bullshit.»
«See for yourself!» Karen grabbed the remote control and turned on the T.V. The T.V. guide channel was on, and it had the time clearly displayed. It said 10:44!
«I have to go pee really badly.» I said.
«Go on the kitchen floor.» She replied.
«WHAT?»
«Either that or hold it in until midnight. It is your choice.»
«Why? Why would you make me do that? It's your kitchen!»
«Don't worry, I don't mind cleaning it up. I just think it would be funny!»
«I'll hold it in then.»
«Well, my work here is done. Good meeting you, Lalisa!» Mistress Rhea said. This had been the first time she hadn't used the word "Slave" before saying my name.
«Goodbye!» I yelled at her. I wasn't in the mood to be friendly with this woman who had made my ass burn up for over an hour. She put her clothing back on. She said goodbye to Jennie and then walked out the door.
«C'mon, Jen. The game is over! Just uncuff me and let me pee, I REALLY need to go badly!»
«You can either go on the floor or wait more than an hour I'll bet you're really hot and thirsty, too. How about a tall cool glass of water?» Jennie walked into the kitchen and poured a glass of water from the sink.
«Fuck. Are you serious?» I asked.
«Hell yeah! I think it would be hysterical to see you squat and pee right now.»
I had to go really badly; I was clenching my muscles to hold the pee inside. I felt so embarrassed. I didn't want to do something so private in front of her, and on the floor to boot. I sat down on the floor. Even though I had to go so badly, I couldn't make myself pee in front of her. She slowly gulped the water down, and then turned the faucet back on. The sound of rushing water started to drive me crazy! The need to relieve myself intensified. I closed my eyes.
I felt the first hot stream of urine run down my thighs. It felt so humiliating to be sitting stark naked on the floor, with my hands cuffed behind my back, peeing in front of my friend on her kitchen floor. I had a lot inside me; the pee kept coming out for a long time. I felt a puddle form around my thighs. Finally, it slowed down to just a few drips, and then stopped completely.
«Are we done with this game now?» I begged her.
«Let's see. It is almost 11:00. Ok, I don't have any more ideas left. How about you just sit on the sofa and relax for another half hour?»
«Can you take off the cuffs?» I asked.
«Nope.»
I sat down on her sofa. My ass burned. I stood back up. Fuck, I can't even sit down, I thought. I tried sitting again. It was very uncomfortable. My hands were still behind my back. Jennie sat across from me. We were both still naked. Jennie put on MTV. I sat and watched the screen, not really paying attention. After awhile, my friend started to play with her pussy.
«What are you doing?» I asked.
«What does it look like? I am masturbating. Watching your butt get paddled got me turned on, what can I say?»
I remembered how horny my pussy was. Jennie masturbated furiously. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. I wanted to be doing the same thing. All of the sexual pleasure had built up inside me. The need to come was more intense than the need to pee had been earlier. I watched her do what I could not do yet. She put a finger inside her hole. Her other hand rubbed her clit. She spread her legs. Her pussy was gaping wide open. She took her finger out and spread her pussy lips open for me to see. She played with her tits. She made a lot of noise.
«Oh...Oh...OH! Mmm...this feels SO good! UHH. UHH! Oh, Lisa, I'm gonna come! Oh...OH...YES! OH GOD!»
Her hips rocked up off of the chair and her body spasmed. Her face was as red as my ass was. I watched in envy as she experienced a powerful orgasm rip through her whole body. She panted hard, and I saw sweat dripping down her chest. She took a few minutes to come down, and then she walked over to me. «Fuck that felt good. Lalisa, you have almost made it! I am not going to take the cuffs off until exactly midnight. If I did, you would finger your clit in a heartbeat. I want to walk over to the bedroom with you so you can see your ass in the full length mirror.»
I followed her into the bedroom. I realized that I hadn't actually seen what my ass looked like after the severe punishment it had received. I stood by the mirror and turned my head. I saw the entire back side of my nude body. My hands were still behind my back in the leather cuffs. And my ass...what a sight! It was a glowing crimson red. It was even darker than had thought it would be. There were darker red marks across my upper thighs from the belt. Just seeing my ass made the stinging feel even worse. I sobbed softly.
«Well, Lis, you have almost made it. You have served me well. Sit down on the bed, and I will make it up to you for all the misery.»
I sat down on the bed, and she removed the cuffs from my hands. It felt so good to move my arms again. I touched my ass. It felt hot. I lay down on my stomach.
«Lalisa, I know it hurts when your ass touches things, but I suggest that you roll over on your back if you want the pussy licking of your life!»
As much as it hurt my ass to touch something even as soft as the sheets, I quickly obeyed this final request of the evening and lay on my back. I eagerly spread my legs, dying to get off. Jennie did not disappoint me. She licked my thighs and put her hand on my pussy. Her kisses quickly reached my cunt, and she gave me the best oral sex of my life. Every lick and wet kiss sent shivers down my spine. I knew that I would finally be allowed to come. The sexual feelings were intense. Her mouth eagerly ate me out, and I felt the first tingle of orgasm come. This time I would be allowed to have my orgasm. I suddenly hit the point of no return...
«Oh...Oh...I'm coming! FUCK!»
I was panting really hard, and the orgasm hit me with more intensity than any of the earlier spankings had hit me. It was without a doubt the hardest physical orgasm I had ever experienced. My hips jumped up, and I felt intense muscular contractions in my pussy. Then the waves of pleasure flowed throughout my body. They radiated, even bringing pleasure to my poor ass. The endorphins rushed to my head, and I felt incredible physical and mental pleasure. I felt like a floodgate had been stuck inside me all day, and it was finally allowed to open up. I writhed around the bed, savoring every last second of the aftershocks as my pussy shook and quivered with pleasure.
After coming down, Jennie turned me over onto my stomach and gave me the softest, most tender backrub imaginable. She stopped half way through to get an ice pack to cool down my butt. It felt so soothing.
«Lalisa, I'm sorry I tricked you with the bet, and I'm sorry I was such a bitch. Rhea has been a friend of mine for a few years, and I guess I just got jealous hearing all of her tales of domination. She told me how fun the S/M scene was, and I had never had the opportunity to seize control. Out of all of my friends, I knew you would be the one most open to something like this.»
«What do you mean?» I asked.
«C'mon, Lisa. You are so kinky! You are a total exhibitionist, you have had threesomes, you like anal sex. I knew you would be interested in having a new sexual experience. Admit it, looking back on it; wasn't it an experience to remember?»
She was right. Although some of the day had been quite difficult to get through, I knew I had gone through a memorable sexual experience. I didn't plan on being a submissive again anytime soon, but I was glad I had stuck it out and made it until midnight. I gave her a wicked grin and said «Well, it was an experience to remember all right. My ass is still going to remember it tomorrow! Ok, I forgive you. Just promise me you'll never trick me in a bet ever again.»
«I promise. No more tricks, Lisa.»
«Just one more thing.»
«What's that?»
«Will you eat out my pussy again like you just did right when we wake up in the morning?»
«Anything you wish, Lili. Anything you wish.»
I fell into a deep sleep, relieved that my day of sexual slavery had come to an end.