Message-ID: <1652eli$9706241830@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: tommy@tommys.spydernet.kom Subject: "Naughty Games" 6 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: The THC Adult Text Archive: NTGAMES6.TXT (327 lines) Please do not allow anyone under 18 to read the contents of this message. BEFORE YOU EMAIL ME, Please see the footer for important information. Visit http://vvv.com/files/Authors/Tom/wwwmy/acd.html ========================================================================== Naughty Games by F. M. Hazer Chapter 6: The Exercise Room Miss Edwards, Amy, and Amy's 24 year old sister Judy spent a nice evening together on Wednesday. The two sisters had cooked a simple spaghetti dinner. Judy was anxious to meet Miss Edwards who was "tutoring" Amy in advanced math. If only Judy knew what Miss Edwards was really teaching Amy. It was a get acquainted meeting as Judy and Miss Edwards had not previously met. Judy expressed her gratitude for helping Amy and said that she felt better knowing that there would be someone there on Friday evenings when she had to work late. When the evening was over, Miss Edwards expressed her thanks for the hospitality and left. On Friday afternoon in school, Amy gave Miss Edwards a key to her house. Miss Edwards asked why Amy wanted to give her a key to her house. Amy said "Just in case I'm tied up sometime when you arrive." Miss Edwards had to think twice about what she said before she understood. She grinned at Amy and "See you at 6:00." Amy said "Be sure to bring your toys." "I won't forget" said Miss Edwards. Miss Edwards arrived at Amy's home at 6:00 carrying a small suitcase. She knocked on the door and Amy let her in. Amy was again dressed in her slave girl costume, which Miss Edwards loved. Amy was not wearing her wrist restraints. The two girls kissed and hugged. Amy said "Did you bring your toys?" looking at her suitcase. Miss Edwards said "Yes" as she held up the bag. Amy said "Ooooh, I can hardly wait. Let's go to the exercise room." "Exercise room?" asked Miss Edwards. "Yes, follow me" said Amy. Amy led the way down the steps to the basement. The basement had been finished off into several rooms. Amy led Miss Edwards to one of the rooms. It was a real exercise room, a small gymnasium. The room was about five meters square and had mirrors on all of the walls. It had several pieces of exercise equipment. Amy said "This is where I like to play many of my naughty games. I like to tie myself up and pretend that I'm being whipped. I like to watch myself in the mirrors. Of course, I really can't tie myself completely and whip myself at the same time. But, now that your here ..." Miss Edwards could feel the sexual excitement growing within herself thinking about tying Amy and whipping her. Amy said "Let's see your toys." Miss Edwards set down her suitcase and opened it. She had brought all of her "toys." She had a pair of handcuffs, her 40 cm. long leather strap which she had already used on Amy, a 60 cm. long multi-thong whip, a cane, a meter long buggy whip, and a two meter long bull whip, her "snake" whip. Amy picked up each item and examined it carefully. She tested each whip by striking it through the air. Each whip made its own distinctive sound. Amy loved the "snake" whip. She practiced with it, trying to get it to crack. With some practice, she was able to get a nice loud crack. She held her left hand to her crotch and said "It makes me wet just thinking about being whipped with it." She continued, "But won't it cut and draw blood?" Miss Edwards got up and took the whip from Amy's hand and said "Yes, it can draw blood." She then put the whip around the back of Amy's waist and drew her near. She kissed Amy tenderly and said "But, I would never hurt you." Amy kissed her back, passionately. Amy said, "Let's try it!" Miss Edwards was ready! Miss Edwards asked if there was any special that she would like to be tied. Amy said "Yes, wait a minute." She ran out of the room and returned a few minutes later with her special equipment. She was tying the leather restraints on her wrists as she entered the room. She went to a horizontal bar which was part of the exercise equipment and hooked two spring loaded boat shackles to eyebolts on the bar. The shackles were about one meter apart. Amy said that she always wanted to tie herself this way but couldn't figure how to do it so that she could get loose later. She took a short stool and placed it directly below the bar. She adjusted the height of the bar and stepped up onto the stool. She raised her arms and hooked her left wrist restraint to one of the shackles. She told Miss Edwards to hook her right wrist to the other shackle. This left her standing on the stool with her arms raised and hands tied apart to the bar. Amy then lifted herself up with her tied wrists and told Miss Edwards to remove the stool. Miss Edwards removed the stool and Amy lowered herself so that she hung by her wrists, her toes just barely touching the floor. Amy said "OK, I'm ready." So was Miss Edwards. She could feel the juices flowing in her vagina. Her "slave" was now completely helpless as she hung there waiting to be whipped. Miss Edwards went to Amy's front and unhooked the chain belt of her skirt. She laid it aside and stood admiring the lovely white "canvas" of Amy's bare skin that she was about to mark with her whips. Amy's breathing was becoming labored as her excitement grew. She had never been helplessly bound before, bound by her beautiful mistress waiting to be whipped. Amy watched her mistress as she slowly undressed. Amy loved having her mistress naked when she whipped her. After Miss Edwards had removed her wet panties, she stood close to Amy and started to feel and touch every centimeter of Amy's bare skin. Miss Edwards moved behind Amy, reached around her slave and cupped the girls breasts with her hands while pushing her own breasts into Amy's back. Miss Edwards slid her hands down the front of the girl to her pubis. She held Amy tight with her left hand against the girls lower stomach and slid the fingers of her right hand into the girl's now sopping wet vagina. She gently massaged the girls clitoris while rubbing her own pubis against the girl's bare buttocks. Miss Edwards just couldn't get enough of her young lover. Amy had her eyes closed and was quitely moaning while she enjoyed the voluptuous feeling of the exploring hands of her mistress. Miss Edwards returned to Amy's front and kissed her lips gently. She asked tenderly "Are you ready for your whipping?" It was a stupid question, Amy was ready!! Miss Edwards said "Let's just proceed slowly. We'll see which whips you like and how hard you like them to strike." Amy was now panting. She had no fear that Miss Edwards would really hurt her, she trusted her mistress. Miss Edwards said "You've already felt the strap, so we'll skip it for now. Let's try the cane first, OK?" Amy breathlessly said "OK." Miss Edwards picked up her cane. She stood to Amy's left and placed the cane against the girl's bottom cheeks. Amy was gasping with labored breaths waiting for the first cut. Miss Edwards drew back and gave Amy a moderate cut across both cheeks. Amy gasped, threw her head back, bent her right leg at the knee and rubbed her right leg against the left. When that didn't relieve the sting, she rubbed the left against the right. She alternated legs until at last she let both legs hang straight. Miss Edwards admired the welt that had sprung to life. Amy did not scream, she was panting. Miss Edwards said "How was that?" Amy said "Ooooh yes. Do it slowly just like that." Miss Edwards gave Amy three more licks with her cane waiting until Amy recovered from each one before delivering the next. It was obvious to Miss Edwards that Amy was about to come. Miss Edwards put down her cane and said "I think we'd better rest for a moment, you're about to pop." Amy groaned, she was ready for her orgasm. Miss Edwards dropped to her knees behind her lover and gently kissed and licked the welts on Amy's bottom. After a couple minutes when Amy had cooled down, Miss Edwards said "Would you like to try my 'snake' whip on your back?" Amy was ready for the naughty game. Miss Edwards parted Amy's hair down the back and threw her hair over her shoulders so that it hung down her front. She then picked up her two meter bull whip, positioned herself the proper distance behind and to Amy's left and gave Amy a moderate cut across the middle of her back. The leather landed with a load snap. Amy squealed as she threw her head back. She brought up both knees against her chest and twisted about. It took nearly a minute for her to recover from the shock. When Amy again relaxed, Miss Edwards went to Amy's back and kissed and licked the vicious looking wound. The whip had drawn a large welt but the skin was not broken. Miss Edwards, who was now nearing her own climax, asked breathlessly "How was that?" Amy swooned and said "WOW, I had no idea ..." Miss Edwards went to Amy's front and gently kissed her lips. She asked "Would you like try another?" Amy said "Oh yes, that was GREAT!" Miss Edwards re-positioned herself and gave Amy another stroke, across the small of her back. Amy again responded to the shocking pain. Miss Edwards was ecstatic over her new bottom's ability to take and enjoy such hard strokes. It really makes the naughty game fun when the bottom enjoys it so much. Amy took four more strokes from Miss Edwards' "snake" whip before Miss Edwards called a halt. She said "Any more and both of us will climax. There's still two more 'toys' to try." Amy again groaned. Her mistress was being cruel for teasing her and not finishing her off. Miss Edwards laid down the "snake" whip and picked up her multi-thong "flogger". This was a real cat-of-nine-tails as opposed to Amy's home made version that they had used the previous week. Miss Edwards looked at Amy's back and said "Your back looks like it's pretty much had it. Do you want to try this on your front?" Amy was ready but she wanted to be tied in a different position. She had Miss Edwards replace the stool so that she could again stand up and relieve the tension on her wrists. Miss Edwards freed her wrists and Amy ran out of the room and returned quickly with some rope. She laid on her tender back on the exercise table and had Miss Edwards tie her hands out to the side above her head. Miss Edwards then tied her legs tightly in a spread eagle position. Amy was tied with her vagina complete exposed and ready for the whip. Miss Edwards proceeded slowly with her flogger. She whipped the whole of Amy's front, across her stomach, gently across her breasts, across both of her inner thighs, and finally into her exposed vagina. Amy was again breathing heavily; she was enjoying it. Miss Edwards increased the strength of her blows until they were leaving reals welts. She continued to whip randomly across Amy's front with moderately hard blows. She then struck Amy's left breast with a moderately hard blow. Amy gasped a breath and screwed her eyes shut. As Miss Edwards drew back to strike the girl's right breast, Amy suddenly opened her eyes and yelled "NO! CRACKERS!!!" Miss Edwards froze in mid-swing with the whip over her head. She said "What happened?" Any again screwed her eyes shut in real pain. Miss Edwards saw a tear run out of the corner of her right eye and down the side of her head toward her ear. Amy then opened her eyes and looked at her left breast and said in an accusing voice that was totally uncharacteristic for Amy and her naughty games "That HURT!!" Miss Edwards was mortified; she had actually hurt her precious lover. She felt like she had smashed a priceless porcelain doll. She feared that it could never again be fixed. Amy would never again want to play their naughty games. Miss Edwards dropped the whip and gently caressed Amy's injured breast. She said "I don't understand. That stroke was no harder than the others." Amy was still recovering from the injury and laid quietly for a few seconds. She then said "It felt like you punched me in the boob! That whip is too heavy." Miss Edwards said "Oh Amy, I'm really sorry." She reached over to untie Amy's right wrist. Amy said "No, don't untie me. Give me a moment. Don't ever hit my breasts with that thing again!" Amy had learned a lesson. If one likes to play naughty games with real weapons, one had better trust the person who wields them. Had it been someone who didn't care, she would now have at least two sore breasts, possible worse. After a few minutes, Amy took a deep breath and said "I'm sorry I yelled." Miss Edwards gently kissed Amy on the lips. Amy kissed her back, all was forgiven. Miss Edwards went over to her toys, picked up the buggy whip and asked "How about this, it's light?" Amy took a look at it. The whip was about a meter in length, stiff but flexible, and had a short 16 cm. long leather "stinger" at the end. Amy said "OK, but watch my breasts." Miss Edwards smiled warmly at Amy. She then proceeded to gently flick Amy with the buggy whip. She was now "gun shy" about hurting her. Miss Edwards started on the girls stomach and worked her way down to her legs. Amy was starting to breath heavily again. Amy whispered "harder." Miss Edwards increased the strength of the blows. She worked her way up the insides of Amy's thighs to her vagina. She then worked the whip across her pubis and again up her stomach to just below her breasts. She was afraid to strike the girl's sore breasts. Amy's body began to writhe about. She was now panting. The tell-tale moisture was visible in her vagina. It was clear that her climax was again building. Miss Edwards worked her way back down her front to her pubis and thighs. Amy was now wiggling about and moaning between her gasps. Amy the said "Oh please mistress, don't whip me any more. I'll do anything!" Oh yes, Amy was enjoying it. The code phrase "I'll do anything" meant that she wanted to be struck harder. Miss Edwards struck with moderately hard strokes. The whip left short light welts wherever it landed. Amy's writhing and panting was erotic. Miss Edwards could feel her own orgasm building. Finally as Amy was moaning loudly, she stiffened and lifted her hips off of the table as her orgasm erupted. The sight was too much for Miss Edwards; her orgasm exploded. She dropped to her knees and put her head next to Amy's exposed pubis and looked closely at the welts as they both enjoyed the waves of pleasure. After they had recovered, Miss Edwards untied Amy. Amy was stiff and sore as she got up from the table. Miss Edwards packed her toys into her suitcase. She picked up her clothes and they went to Amy's bed. They enjoyed the pleasure of mutual cunnilingus for several more orgasms. After the two girls had relaxed together on Amy's bed, Amy looked at her lover and said "I wish you could live here with me." Miss Edwards hugged and kissed Amy; she also had the same wish. Miss Edwards said "I don't think that would be possible. It would look very suspicious to everyone." Then Amy's eyes lit up and said "Maybe I could convince Judy to rent you the apartment." "The Apartment?" said Miss Edwards. "Yes, it's over the barn. My parents had the barn renovated just before they died. It was supposed to have been the servant's quarters" Amy said and then jumped out of bed and added "Come, I'll show it to you." Miss Edwards got up from the bed and started to dress. Amy said "Don't bother dressing, no one can see." Miss Edwards looked at the mischievous look on Amy's face. Miss Edwards thought about it for a moment and said "OK." Amy added "However, you'd better put you shoes on." The two "nudies" walked out the back door of the house toward the barn. The late afternoon Fall sun was about to set. The air was getting cool. This was a new experience for Miss Edwards. She had never walked out of doors naked before. It felt good. She had a certain feeling of freedom not having to worry about preserving her modesty. It was about 50 meters from the house to the barn. Miss Edwards admired Amy's young slim body as they walked. Except, Amy looked more like a red stripped zebra than a girl. The welts from the various whips had faded leaving only deep red marks which covered her entire body, front and back. About halfway there, Amy stopped, turned around, put her arms around her lover and kissed Miss Edwards with a deep sole kiss while rubbing her pussy against Miss Edwards'. When done, Amy said that it felt wonderfully naughty doing that outside where anyone could see. They walked to the side of the barn and Amy unlocked the door with the key that she had brought with her. They climbed the steps and entered the upstairs apartment. Miss Edwards was amazed at the size of the place. The two bedroom apartment was almost twice the size of her one bedroom apartment. The master bedroom had its own private bathroom. The main bathroom was off the hallway. The second bedroom was smaller than the master and would make a good office. The living area was essentially a single large room. The kitchen area was separated from the rest by a counter divider. The dining area and living areas flowed together. Miss Edwards admired the modern kitchen which included dish washer, garbage disposal, microwave oven, and a large frost-free refrigerator. Miss Edwards thought about the last time she had battled the ice in her freezer. Amy then pointed to the opposite wall of the kitchen near the hallway. There was an over-under combination clothes washer and dryer. Miss Edwards thought about all the times she had to carry her laundry basket down to the laundry room and all the coins that she had fed into the machines. What a convenience to have one's own washer and dryer! The large living area had a free standing circular fireplace. The stove pipe went up through the ceiling. Amy led Miss Edwards to the sliding glass door at the far end of the living area. It opened onto a large balcony which overlooked the main house and the rest of the 10 acres of property. She could see that it was very private. Amy asked "So what do you think?" Miss Edwards was at a loss for words; the apartment was a dream of luxury. She explained that the offer was very tempting. However, she had reservations. What would Judy say? How would it look for Miss Edwards' landlord being her own student? Would other people become suspicious? Miss Edwards said that she would like to move in there but they needed to proceed cautiously. They hugged and kissed each other. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Archivist Notes: (1) Sorry, no requests for reposts, missing parts, GIFs, FTP sites, etc. can be honored. If you find getting stories from this newsgroup inconvenient, the archive is available on CD. Please email adultarc@tommys.spydernet.kom to trigger an autoresponder that will tell you how to get the whole thing on CD-ROM. Change the anti-spam .kom to .com or it will bounce! (2) I didn't write any of the stories in the THC archive. I am not the author of this story. 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