Message-ID: <24476asstr$960023419@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <20000531213714.6795.qmail@hotmail.com> From: "Dick Goesinya" Subject: {ASSM} Master Chris Collection 4/7 Date: Sat, 3 Jun 2000 05:10:19 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: kelly, gill-bates, dennyw I am posting the "Master Chris" series in seven parts. I hope this stimulates other people to post collections of quality stories. I would also like to hear responses from others about the following 'missing' stories There seems to be a genuine _missing_ story. It's #20 - mentioned in the index but never written (according to the Master). Just in case that is in error and you have a #20, please post it. Does anyone know if any stories after #77 even exist? Please post them if you have them. The Story #47 is 'For a Price'. I have posted 5 parts to this story (thru Wednesday), but there should be more. Again, if anyone has any more parts, please post them. If you have any stories to add to this collection, just email them to me and I will post them. A note on the format of the posts: The original is a Word document, exported to a text file. Paragraphs end with two paragraph marks. To limit characters per line, paragraphs have internally a space, paragraph mark. To convert the text back to wrappable, formattable text, convert all the space, paragraph marks to spaces, then all the double paragraph marks to single paragraph marks, and you can the format the text anyway you want with Word, or any other word processor. Thanks to one interested collector who responded to my earlier posts of part of this material. You know who you are. Thanks. I will let you know if this generates any response. ________________________________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.com <1st attachment, "mc4.txt" begin> 47 For a Price Chapter 1: The Contract Kathryn looked out the window of the Boeing 747 and wondered for the thousandth time if she had made the right choice. It was almost a month ago that she had been approached by a handsome man with a remarkable proposition. How they had gotten her name and how they seemed to know everything about her had been a mystery at first. It had been a hectic day at work that fateful Friday. When Kathryn had arrived home there was only one message on her answering machine. "Hello Miss Duel," said the disembodied voice, "My name is Alexander March. We have not met. However, I have been told that you might be interested in an exciting business opportunity. I'd like to meet with you to discuss it. You can reach me at the Hilton Hotel." Her curiosity piqued, Kathryn wondered what on earth the cryptic message meant. She kicked off her shoes and started to undress as she headed for a well deserved shower. Leaving a trail of clothes behind her as she went, Kathryn considered whether to return the call. Certainly she had never heard of this Alexander March but the idea of an 'exciting' adventure intrigued her. The hot water of the shower was soothing and Kathryn let the hot water cascade over her as she cleaned away the sweat of a hot, stressful day playing secretary. Kathryn wrapped a huge bath towel around her as she stepped from the shower. Kathryn headed for her closet. If I'm going to meet someone about a job, I'd better dress properly, she thought. After some consideration, she picked a skirt and blouse combination that was very feminine but still professional. As she dropped the towel, she caught a glimpse of herself in the full length mirror in her bedroom. 'Mmmm, not bad.', she said to herself. Her 23-year-old body was, in fact, in perfect condition. Her 34B breasts were firm and well shaped. Her nipples were dark and unusually thick and pointed up slightly. Turning to face the mirror, Kathryn took an appraising look at her well-tanned body. The tan line at her waist accentuated her tight tummy and curved hips. Her breasts were also well tanned thanks to a couple of vacations to Caribbean islands where topless sunbathing was the norm. Kathryn's hair was short, blond and curly both above and below. 'A true blonde,' she giggled. Kathryn watched her nipples crinkle and extend as she began to get turned on. "It's sure not hard to tell when you're turned on", she accused her reflection as she pulled on her bikini panties. Her beige skirt and white silk blouse looked good with her tan and Kathryn decided against stockings or a bra. Her telephone call to the Hilton was next. "Hello Mr. March?" asked Kathryn in a tentative voice. "Yes?" "My name is Kathryn Duel. I understand you're looking for me." "Ah yes, Miss Duel. I have a business proposition for you that I think you'll find interesting." "Can you tell me what it is?" asked Kathryn. "Certainly, but I'd prefer it if I could do so in person. Can I treat you to dinner?" "All right," answered Kathryn. "Good," said the man, "A limo will pick you up in an hour." The phone went dead before Kathryn could even say goodbye. An hour later, the limousine picked up Kathryn in front of her door. Kathryn wondered what she was getting herself into. This was certainly not like any job interview she had ever been on. A handsome, well-dressed man was in the back seat. The first thing Kathryn noticed about him was his eyes. Even in the dim light of the limo, they were a piercing steel grey. Kathryn felt like they were looking right through her. "Good evening Miss Duel. I am Alexander March. We'll be eating at a French restaurant. One of your favorites, I believe." "How do you know so much about me?" asked Kathryn. "I'll explain everything shortly." he replied. Their table was waiting for them at Chez Pierre's. It was, as promised, her favorite restaurant. Mr. March had arranged for a secluded table in an alcove where they could talk privately. Despite Kathryn's curiosity, the conversation was very general all through the meal and Kathryn found herself very comfortable in Alexander's company. When coffee was finally served and the waiter had left them alone again, her dinner companion turned to the subject of his offer. "Miss Duel," began Alexander, "I represent an extremely wealthy British businessman who is currently living on his own island in the Mediterranean near Greece. This man is a billionaire several times over. He has some unusual interests, one of which I think matches your own. Each year, this gentleman hires a young person such as you for a one year contract. The pay for this contract is $250,000 tax free." Kathryn gasped audibly as her eyebrows raised. "And what do I have to do for a quarter of a million dollars?" she asked suspiciously. Alexander smiled, "This gentleman is one of a large group of people who share similar tastes. You are one of that group. "Oh?" asked Kathryn, "What group is that?" Alexander smiled again. "It consists of people who enjoy sexual dominance and submission." Kathryn was stunned! She stared back at Alexander with her mouth hanging open. She couldn't seem to catch her breath. When she finally found her voice again, it was a mere whisper, "How did you know that I... I..." "That you enjoy that kind of play?" offered Alexander. Kathryn nodded. "It is my job to discover young women such as yourself Kathryn. When I made some discrete enquiries, I came across your last boyfriend, Robert who gave me your name." Kathryn barely heard him. Her mind was racing a mile a minute. She thought back to Robert who had first introduced her to the delights of bondage. She remembered the first time he had blindfolded her and how wonderful it had been. She remembered the first time she was tied helpless and the sensation of pulling frantically at her bonds as Robert licked her to orgasm. Truthfully, sex had not been exciting since Robert. With an effort, Kathryn brought herself back to the table and this strange man with the piercing eyes who was watching her quietly. "What would I have to do?" she asked quietly. "For a period of one year, starting approximately one month from now, you would be the sexual slave of my employer. There are numerous conditions laid out in a contract you would sign but essentially, you would have to obey all demands made of you during that time. You would not suffer any permanent damage or injury. This offer is a one-time offer only and will not be repeated. Also, the offer is contingent on you receiving a clean bill of health from our physician. At the end of the year, you will receive transportation to any location in the world and the equivalent of $250,000 U.S. in the currency of your choice." Kathryn let out a long breath. For a long moment, nothing was said as the two of them looked at each other. Kathryn's mind raced in a hundred different directions at once. It was quite an offer. To her surprise, Kathryn noticed that not only were her nipples suddenly hard as rocks but that she was soaking wet! The whole idea turned her on! 'I must be crazy.', Kathryn thought to herself as she considered the offer. "How long do I have to decide?" she asked Alexander. "Until tomorrow morning at 9:00AM," he replied "All right," she said, "I'll tell you my decision by then." Kathryn did not get any sleep. The more she thought about the offer, the more attractive it seemed. The money was certainly attractive but even more than that was the excitement of the offer. Kathryn was definitely not happy with her life the way it was now. By 7:00AM Saturday morning, Kathryn had made up her mind. Alexander's phone answered on the first ring. "O.K., I'll do it," she told him. "Very good," he replied. "Be at this address at noon today for your medical." Alexander gave her the address of a downtown medical complex. When Kathryn arrived at the doctor's, she was the only patient. The doctor, an older man, ushered her into the examining room herself. Over the next 45 minutes, Kathryn was subjected to the most thorough examination she had ever experienced. Among other things, the doctor took blood and urine samples and recorded her exact measurements and weight including her shoe size and a number of other measurements that Kathryn found unusual. 'Why would they want my wrist size or my ankle size?', she wondered. When he was done, he handed Kathryn a paper gown and told her to put it on and then join him in his office. Kathryn donned the rear-opening gown and did up the ties at the neck and the small of her back. She always felt strangely vulnerable wearing one of these gowns and she was feeling quite vulnerable as she entered the doctor's office. To her surprise, Alexander was already sitting with the doctor. Kathryn blushed self consciously as she entered the room. "Everything checks out," the doctor was telling Alexander, "We'll have the blood and urine tests back within the hour." "Very good," said Alexander. "Hello Kathryn," he smiled, "I'm going to take you to lunch shortly and when we return, if the test results check out o.k., we'll have your contract ready to sign. Also there's an envelope here with $20,000 in cash as an advance that you can use to wind up your affairs over the next month. Before we go though, there is one more thing. Given the peculiar type of arrangement we're making, I'm sure you'll understand why. I'll be returning with the contract to my employer today and he'll want to know exactly what you look like. I'll need a couple of photographs of you in the nude." Kathryn felt a hot blush hit her face as she heard the request. "Please remove your gown Kathryn," said Alexander. Kathryn's hands were trembling as she reached behind her to undo the ties to the thin paper covering that was her only protection from the unrelenting gaze of this unusual man. Kathryn slowly pulled the gown from her shoulders and held it for a moment at her breasts, putting off the final exposure for yet another moment. Finally, as though making a decision with herself, she let the flimsy gown fall to the floor. Kathryn felt a tear of humiliation trickle down one cheek, as Alexander looked her up and down appraisingly. To Kathryn's further embarrassment, her nipples tightened uncontrollably and began extending out from her tanned breasts. "You're very pretty Kathryn," said Alexander. "Thank you." whispered Kathryn. Alexander reached for the camera on the desk. Kathryn blinked as the flash went off. "Very nice Kathryn, now please clasp your hands behind your head." Kathryn obediently did as she was asked. Again the brilliance of the flash illuminated the room. "That's fine Kathryn. You can drop your hands. Now please turn and face away from me." Kathryn turned to display her curved buttocks to the man. "Look over your shoulder so I can see your face." instructed Alexander. The camera clicked for the third time. "Spread your legs far apart Kathryn." She did so. "A little farther if you please." Kathryn edged her bare feet wider apart. Again she was blinded by the flash. "Good. You can look forward now." Thankfully, Kathryn looked away from Alexander's gaze. "Don't move Kathryn." he said. Kathryn heard him rise from his seat and walk forward. She could feel his presence right behind her but didn't dare turn around. His hand was suddenly between her legs from behind going higher and higher then a probing finger dipping deep into her for a moment. Alexander chuckled, "You're soaking wet. I think you're going to like this contract. All right go back into the examining room and get dressed". A couple of minutes later they were walking down the corridor. Four floors below the doctor's office, they entered another office. Alexander sat down behind a large mahogany desk and motioned for Kathryn to sit down in front of it. In the middle of the desk was a beautiful spread of food. "I thought we'd work while we eat all right?" Kathryn nodded. "Good. I have a number of questions to ask you. They are very personal in nature and will require you to answer completely honestly. Are you ready?" Again Kathryn nodded her head. "O.K. Question number one: How old were you when you masturbated for the first time?" Kathryn blushed again. "Thirteen," she replied. "Good, all right, number two: When you masturbate, do you insert any objects into your vagina?" "Yes..," said Kathryn. The questions continued. They seemed endless. Kathryn found herself describing in intimate detail what variations of lovemaking she had experienced and what she had ever fantasized about. Alexander asked her if she had ever had sex with another woman? (No); Had she ever fantasized about it? (Yes); Had she ever had anal sex? (No); Had she ever pushed anything in there when masturbating? (No); Had she ever fantasized about it? (Yes) The questions went on for about an hour. Finally it was over. In the middle of the questioning, the phone had rung and Alexander had answered. Now he told her that the physician had certified her as having a clean bill of health. "The contract is here and ready for you to sign," he told her. Kathryn took a deep breath and started to read. The contract was remarkably simple, using a minimum of legalese and was very direct in its approach. It was as Alexander had described. Essentially, Kathryn was placing herself in this man's care for one full year and in return was entitled to the quarter of a million dollars. The contract promised that she would complete the contract without sustaining any permanent damage or injury. Kathryn picked up the pen and held it to the paper. She hesitated a long moment then in a firm stroke, signed the two copies of the contract. Alexander smiled at her as he handed her the second copy and a thick envelope. "I will be sending you your next instructions by courier," he said. "They will contain your airline ticket. In the meantime, I recommend that you start organizing your life to be away from here for a year." Kathryn seemed in a daze when she left the building. Not for the last time, she wondered if she had made the right choice. Chapter 2: Monday The month passed incredibly quickly. Now here she was in a plane headed to Greece. The instructions she had received had been surprisingly brief. She was to pack a bag only with toiletries. All of the clothing she would require would be provided for. 'That's probably not much at all.' Kathryn guessed. The package had contained a pair of shoes and a pale yellow sundress. This was all that she was to wear. The message specifically stated that she was not to wear a bra, panties or stockings of any kind but that she was to be completely nude under the dress. Kathryn had felt all day as though everyone who looked at her could see right through the thin cotton fabric of her dress. Despite her embarrassment, she seemed to be in a constant state of arousal. The message had also specifically forbidden her to stimulate herself sexually by touching or masturbating herself. By the time the plane landed, Kathryn was hot and wet. Her dark nipples had been sticking forward into the thin yellow cotton all day and they were quite visible to anyone who looked directly at them. At the Athens airport, Kathryn was relieved to find Alexander waiting for her. "You look perfect Kathryn," he told her, "You'll be going by private aircraft from here." Alexander led her to the private terminal section of the airport and helped her board an amphibious plane that was capable of landing either on land or in the water. "This plan will take you directly to the island," he told her. "It is about a thirty minute flight. When you arrive, you will be told what to do. Your contract has started Kathryn. If you don't obey them, when you arrive, they will make you." Kathryn felt a shiver run down her spine. She was committed. "I'm ready," she said. Alexander smiled as the hatch closed and the plane taxied toward the runway. The flight was beautiful allowing Kathryn to get a good look at some of the Greek islands and the crystal blue Mediterranean. The flight was not long and soon Kathryn was looking out her window at the island where her employer was waiting for her. The island itself was beautiful. Rocky and wild as are most Greek Islands, this was a jewel rising up from the deep blue of the Mediterranean. Kathryn caught a glimpse of a perfect beach of pure white sand with several people either sunning themselves or playing in the water. 'He must have had the sand flown in.', wondered Kathryn, knowing that rocky beaches are much more common than sandy ones in Greece. A moment later, the pilot banked the plane sharply and then settled it onto the water. Kathryn's heart started to pound as the plane pulled closer and closer to the dock. Kathryn watched as a beautiful, tall blond woman descended the stone steps to the dock flanked by two large tanned men. The men helped to tie up the plane to the dock and then helped Kathryn out of the plane and onto land once again. Kathryn was acutely aware of her lack of undergarments as she stepped out of the plane. She reached down to demurely keep her dress from flying up in the light sea breeze. She needn't have bothered. "Good Morning Kathryn," said the woman, "Please remove your dress." Kathryn looked up in shock. Besides the woman there were the two men and the pilot watching her expectantly. "Do not delay Miss Duel." said the woman sharply. "If you do not do it yourself, you will have it done for you by these men." The blush hit Kathryn's face like a house on fire. Suddenly the enormity of what she had undertaken occurred to her. The woman's authoritative voice had Kathryn reaching for the tie at the back of her neck before she could really think about it. The two men looked on expectantly and Kathryn's hands faltered. Her mind told them to undo the dress and let it fall to her feet but they would not obey. She felt herself trembling. 'This is silly', she thought to herself. 'It's no worse than nude sunbathing and I've done that plenty.' Still her hands refused to open the dress. "Kathryn!" said the woman and for a moment, Kathryn was shocked out of her reverie. Slowly Kathryn pulled at the bow that held the thin straps to the dress and then with one more moment's delay as though savoring the last moment of her modesty, she let go of the straps and felt the thin cotton sundress slide over her breasts and down her back and thighs to settle in a heap at her ankles. This left her wearing only her sandals The two men seemed to enjoy her new attire immensely. The woman smiled as she looked Kathryn up and down. "Yes, very nice," she said quietly. "All right, bring her up to the house." The two men each took an arm and gently but quickly they escorted the young woman up the stone stairs from the dock to the large villa above. The woman ahead of them kept up a brisk pace and Kathryn almost forgot that she was the only naked person in the group until they reached the top of the stairs. To Kathryn's shock, there were a group of people sunning beside the pool as they arrived. Everyone stopped as the entourage of the woman, the two men and, of course, Kathryn walked straight through them toward the veranda. Kathryn felt her blush cover her face and move down across her chest to leave even the tops of her breasts tinged pink. Everyone, both men and women, seemed to be inspecting her and Kathryn was helpless to prevent it. As they approached the veranda, Kathryn looked around. She was on a patio that was partly covered with solid beams. There was no roof as such, the beams seemed more for decoration. The woman came to an abrupt halt and turned around. Kathryn looked down and saw that she was now holding a silk scarf. She smiled slightly as she approached Kathryn with the scarf. A moment later, Kathryn felt the black silk cover her eyes and then reach around to be tied in back. It was the last of the clear blue Mediterranean she would see for a while. Soft leather cuffs were attached to her ankles and wrists and then adjusted so that they were snug but not so tight as to inhibit circulation. Kathryn felt her hands being attached above her head. The soft leather cuffs were attached to a rope that was then pulled upwards until Kathryn's arms were stretched toward the beam above her. Other ropes were attached to Kathryn's ankle cuffs and these were pulled wide apart to stretch her legs open. One of the large men moved behind Kathryn and held her hips still as the woman sat on a small stool in front of the submissive girl. Kathryn felt the woman's fingers touch lightly at her pubis and then heard the sound of scissors cutting away at her curly brown pubic hair. As Kathryn realized what was happening to her, her face took on a deep blush again. The sound of the various guests speaking to each other about her didn't help the blush disappear. Kathryn was surprised to find herself getting more and more turned on. When the woman abandoned the scissors for the shaving cr me, Kathryn gasped despite herself. The woman was slow and methodical, making sure that every last hair was removed. She even had one of the men hold the pretty girl's buttock open so as to catch the tiny hairs hidden there. Kathryn had never felt more exposed. The woman made sure that her fingers had plenty of opportunity to rub against the helpless woman's clitoris. Kathryn got steadily wetter and wetter as the woman's nimble fingers stretched her sensitive inner pussy lips out for their shaving. Finally the last of the shaving cr me was removed with a cloth and Kathryn felt warm oil being rubbed into her now bare pubis. Now the woman reached for a container of rouge and Kathryn suffered the indignity of having her nipples and inner pussy lips rouged by the elder woman. Despite herself, Kathryn found her nipples swelling until they were rock hard. She found herself moaning softly as the gentle sea breeze wafted across her stretched out body. 'What will happen next?', she wondered. She did not have to wait long. The man behind her now let go of her hips and, at the woman's instructions, moved around to Kathryn's front. Kathryn felt her naked breasts press into his warm chest as he stepped right up to her. He shifted slightly and Kathryn felt his bulge press into her thighs beneath the thin covering of his bathing suit. 'God he's hard!', thought Kathryn. Thinking of his excitement made her even hotter. She felt her juices soaking her now bare pussy lips. "Hold her open for me," said the woman and Kathryn felt the man reach his hands around her to grasp her buttocks in his hands. 'Oh no!' thought the young girl as he pulled them apart firmly to reveal her most intimate opening for the woman's inspection. Kathryn had always felt that her bottom and her anus were hers and hers alone. She had always resisted her boyfriends' attempts to play with her there and now, she realized, she had no say over what parts of her body were to be touched or stimulated. 'Certainly now they could do anything to her.' she thought. 'They could even fuck me in the ass!' This was something that Kathryn was sure she would never engage in. Kathryn whimpered quietly as the woman gently slid a long, slim finger, now covered with oil, deep into Kathryn's bottom. The finger moved slowly in and out allowing it almost to come out before plunging into her deeply again. Kathryn found herself panting to the rhythm of the finger in her behind as it opened her up. As suddenly as it had started, the finger stopped and the woman now pulled it all the way out. Kathryn expected the man to let go of her buttocks but despite her hopes, they were left held open. The thought of all the people standing behind her looking at her bottom, now held wide apart made Kathryn embarrassed. To imagine them all looking at her tiny crinkled anus and the shiny lubricant now covering it made her feel naughty, just like a naughty girl. Suddenly Kathryn felt a new sensation at her bottom. The tip of the anal plug was covered in warm oil also, but the plastic sensation was unlike any Kathryn had ever experienced. The woman was slow but firm and, just like her finger, she started with tiny strokes. The tip of the plug parted her anus and Kathryn gasped and tried to reach up on her toes to avoid it. The man's large hands kept Kathryn from closing herself to the intruder and the woman slid the first inch into the tight opening. This was the first thing Kathryn had ever had in her bottom other than a finger and even that was very rare. The plug slid out again and the woman pushed it into the tight bottom firmly, letting it slide perhaps another inch into the girl's body. Kathryn had no idea what was being forced into her but it was obviously getting thicker. The third push brought the thickest part of the plug into Kathryn's sphincter and the woman carefully held it there, leaving Kathryn's bottom stretched wide open on the unyielding plastic intruder. Finally, the woman pushed slightly letting Kathryn's bottom muscle pull the plug into her until it was lodged firmly into her. The end of the plug was as tapered as the tip and this left the thickest part of the plug deep in her body. The "T" shaped handle kept the plug from disappearing inside of her and this left Kathryn's bottom held open on the thin but hard plastic end of the device. Kathryn had never felt such sensations in her life! The idea of anal sex had always been repulsive to her but now the anal plug was delivering excitement to her entire body. The man in front of her finally let go of her buttocks and let them close on the plastic intruder left sticking from her. "Do you know that you'll be punished while you're here Kathryn?" asked the woman. Kathryn nodded her head, "I thought as much." "Very well," said the woman, "I'll be giving you your first spanking right here on the veranda". The sound of a thin leather paddle rushing through the air came to Kathryn's ears and was immediately followed by a hot burning sensation across Kathryn's buttocks. The paddle landed again this time on Kathryn's right buttock. The woman alternated from left to right and then up and down the smooth skin of the young girl until Kathryn was gasping at every stroke. The spanking was not severe but Kathryn's buttocks were certainly hot and red when it was done. Kathryn couldn't remember the last time she had been spanked. Certainly, she had been no older than ten or twelve and she had NEVER been paddled! This was totally outside of her experience. As soon as the spanking stopped, the hot burning sensation in her bottom became a warm glow all over. To Kathryn's shock, her pussy was now hotter and wetter than ever. Instead of turning her off as she had expected, the woman's punishment had excited her even further. The woman now left Kathryn alone for a few minutes. The sensations that were traveling through the young woman's body and the thoughts that were now racing through her head were unlike anything Kathryn had ever experienced. She had expected to be tied up and forced to have sex with her "Master". Also, perhaps, to be spanked but nothing at all like this. Kathryn listened to the sounds of the other people on the veranda as they chatted to one another. Her buttocks were no longer painful, just hot. The thing that was so unusual was the plastic plug still inserted in her bottom. Kathryn wondered how long it would remain there. She thought for a moment what she must look like to these spectators. Here she was, completely naked and bound with her hands above her head, just as though she was some sacrificial offering to the gods. Her pubis had just been shaved completely bare and her puffed out pussy lips were wet with her own juices. Her bottom was red and hot from the paddling she had just endured and sticking between her buttocks for anyone to see was the "T" shaped handle of the plug that was buried deep in her rear. 'Quite a spectacle', she thought. After a few minutes, Kathryn heard the approach of footsteps again and she tensed up involuntarily as she awaited whatever they had in store for her next. A firm hand grasped the tip of the anal plug and pulled it gently from her. Kathryn's' toes curled at the sensation. As the plug slipped from her anus, she felt strangely empty. She need not have worried, the tip of another plastic object touched her still slippery anus and began to press into her. This plug was almost the same size, but seemed longer to Kathryn as it forced its way deep into her. Kathryn heard herself whimpering with excitement as it was inserted. The plug was twisted slowly and pushed and pulled as it was adjusted and Kathryn got more and more excited. Suddenly a hum from the plug and a low level vibration had Kathryn cry out in surprise. It was as though the rectal intruder was alive! The vibration from it seemed to travel right through Kathryn's body and she pulled frantically at her bonds as she tried to release herself. Kathryn was sure she was going to explode. All the stimulation and excitement of the day was too much. To add to her pleasure, first one mouth then ANOTHER descended to her long thick nipples and began to suck and lick them. Kathryn tossed her head from side to side and begged them to let her come. Gentle fingers released the blindfold and pulled it from her. Kathryn didn't care. The relentless vibrating deep in her sensitive ass and the long, hot tongues of what turned out to be the two men who had escorted her were driving her crazy. Just as she was sure she was about to come, everything stopped. There was NOTHING. The vibrator stopped, the men paused their action, leaving Kathryn gasping for breath. The woman came up to her face and stroked her face. "Please..," begged Kathryn. The woman smiled. "You will do very well here," she said. "In a moment, I will grant you the release you are looking for. Would you like that?" Kathryn nodded her head, "Oh yes!" "Very well", said the woman, "You will be spanked while you come." The woman moved aside and a beautiful young girl perhaps sixteen or seventeen years old walked up to the bound woman. Kathryn looked up and saw that she too was completely naked. The girl knelt down at Kathryn's feet as the men bent again to her oversensitive nipples. Kathryn felt the young girl's fingers reach between her legs to turn on the vibrating plug in her rear. As the hum started again, Kathryn threw her head back. The hot tongue of the young girl as it touched Kathryn's clitoris was a total shock. 'But that's a girl!', thought Kathryn for a moment. By this time, she really couldn't have cared less. The girl was an expert and Kathryn was sure she would go out of her mind as the tip of her tongue discovered all her secret pleasure points. Kathryn's breaths were now short gasps as she began to peak in the most incredible orgasm of her life. It seemed to start deep in her belly, then travel out to her fingertips and then rush back down to her pussy. The sudden sharp stings of the paddle on her buttocks only served to drive Kathryn higher and she began crying out as she came over and over and over. Kathryn felt herself being totally consumed by the sensation. When it was finally over, Kathryn was spent, hanging limply in her bonds, too exhausted to even be able to lift her head. When she had calmed down, Kathryn looked up to see the various guests who had enjoyed this afternoon's entertainment. One of the men, a tall, handsome man with dark hair and a great tan stood up and walked over to her. 'He has the bluest eyes I've ever seen', thought Kathryn as he approached. "Hello Kathryn," he smiled. I am your Master for the next twelve months. I think we're both going to enjoy it". Kathryn smiled and nodded her head. In front of this man she seemed safe and secure. The woman approached again and gently removed Kathryn from her bonds. "I'm Natalia," she said. "You can call me Nat. I'm the person you're replacing. My year long contract here is just about finished." Nat helped Kathryn walk on her shaky legs around the side of the veranda and into the villa. She led the young woman into a large bedroom in the back of the main floor. "This is to be your room," she said, "Well, we'll be sharing it for a week or so while I'm still here. It's my job to train you." Kathryn looked around the room as Nat shrugged off her light sundress. The room was dominated by a huge bed and walk in closet. Off to the side of the room the wall to wall carpet was replace by a tiled floor. To Kathryn's surprise, she realized that this was a shower area. Nat walked over and turned on the shower, pulling Kathryn along with her. Under the warm spray, Nat and Kathryn relaxed. Kathryn let Nat scrub her back and then returned the favor. When Kathryn was finally out of the shower, she began to realize just how tired she was. Natalia led her over to the bed and playfully pushed her backward. "Go ahead," she said, "I'm sure you could use a nap. Don't worry, I'll wake you up in time for supper. You're in for an interesting evening after supper, so I'd take advantage now to sleep." At Nat's last comment Kathryn felt her heart pound. 'I wonder what else is in store for me', she wondered as she drifted off into a dreamless sleep. Chapter 3: Monday Evening Kathryn awoke to the sensation of her blindfold being attached. "Hey!" she said and reached up to remove the silk blindfold. Her hands were held down firmly. Kathryn was still completely naked since her shower and her afternoon nap. Even more naked than she ever had been before given that her pubis was now shaved smooth. The blindfold was quickly fastened and then Kathryn's hands were cuffed behind her back. Kathryn had not been allowed to remove either the ankle or wrist cuffs since they had been put on that afternoon. The strong hands holding her now pulled her to her feet and marched her out of the room. Kathryn heard the noise of the people in the large room as she approached. Despite the fact that she had been completely exposed to a group of people that afternoon, these people probably, she was still very embarrassed and she felt a hot blush hit her face and move downward past her neck to the top of her chest. Kathryn was pulled forward relentlessly until she felt a cool leather piece of furniture touching her belly. 'The back of a sofa?', she guessed. Her hands were detached and then pulled forward, bending Kathryn over the back of the object. She was thus pulled stretched out over what was, in fact, a vault, just like the "horse", that she had jumped over in gym class in grade school. Kathryn's hands were attached to the far end of the horse and she felt the cool leather press against her naked breasts and belly. Strong hands grasped her ankles and pulled them slightly forward and wide apart so that her knees were somewhat bent and spread open. Kathryn felt the cool evening air as it touched her now open pussy lips. The hands stroked up her thighs gently, stopping just short of the lips that had already started to swell out. Kathryn was left in this undignified but not uncomfortable position for several minutes as the group continued to chat. Every once in a while, Kathryn would feel someone's hand trail casually over her body, sometimes over her long smooth back, sometimes down her buttock and thigh, several times, tips of fingers tickled down the crack between her spread open buttocks and along her now wet pussy lips. After some time, Kathryn sensed someone standing behind her. Natalia was standing right between the pretty girl's legs. She reached down and gently rested one hand on each buttock. With her thumbs in the middle, Nat pressed the buttocks wide apart, exposing the tight brown anus for everyone to see. Kathryn had never been so exposed and blushed again. Reaching down to a jar of cr me, Nat gently inserted the tip of one finger into Kathryn's tight anus. She held just the tip of the finger there, not moving, letting Kathryn wait, anxiously, wondering when and how she would be further penetrated. Then she started to pull her finger out, a millimeter at a time. Nat smiled as Kathryn's anus clenched, trying instinctively to hold the intruding finger within her. Just as her long slender finger pulled clear of the pink opening, Nat pushed it back in. This time, she pushed firmly and her finger slid deep into the young girl until it could go no further. Kathryn gasped and pulled at her bonds as the finger opened her up. Nat pulled the finger from her slowly and then slid it again deep into the girl's hot rear opening. The lubrication of Kathryn's tight bottom continued for several minutes until just the touch of Nat's finger at Kathryn's anus caused her to gasp. Kathryn felt two large hands, one on each cheek, hold her bottom wide apart. She tensed her arms and legs, wondering what would come next. The feeling of a plastic plug was no surprise and after Nat's slow and thorough lubrication, the insertion was not painful at all. In fact, Kathryn was so turned on that the anal plug was simply another stimulant. This plug didn't seem the same to Kathryn as the one she had felt earlier in the day. This one seemed much longer and more flexible. The plug seated in her bottom much the same as the last one. It had a thicker bulge that she felt stretching her anus before it passed within her leaving the thinner section holding her sphincter open. The large hands let go and the pretty young girl was left like that for a minute or two. 'What must I look like?', she wondered and the thought of her body, so exposed in this position with a plug sticking from her rectum turned her on even more. Kathryn felt Nat moving around behind her, adjusting and preparing for something. Every moment that she waited made Kathryn hotter and wetter. Suddenly the plug within her seemed to come alive! Kathryn heard a pumping sound that reminder her of when the doctor took her blood pressure. At the same time, the plug in her bottom seemed to grow larger and larger until Kathryn was filled tightly. Now even if she tried, she couldn't push out the anal plug. From behind her Nat checked that the outside bulb of the plug was inflated tightly. She knew that the bulb inside Kathryn's bottom was equally inflated. The plug was now shaped like a barbell with one bar firmly lodged inside so the plug would not come out and the other firmly seated outside so the plug could not be pulled in. Kathryn was breathing in short shallow breaths and each time Nat touched or moved the now large rectal plug, she whimpered. The sensation was certainly not painful but she had never felt so full. Kathryn heard Nat walk away and for several minutes she was simply left there, her bound and widely stretched body impaled on the strange plug. Slowly Kathryn's heart and breathing slowed down as she calmed somewhat. The sound of water gurgling behind her was subtle at first and for a moment or two Kathryn wondered what it was. Suddenly, the sensation deep in her belly confirmed her worst fears. The water behind her was rushing directly into her! The plug in her bottom was attached to a long rubber tube the end of which was carefully fastened to a large enema bag. The cool water was quickly rushing into Kathryn's bowels in the first enema of her life and there was nothing she could do about it! Desperately she tugged at her bonds. Her captors watched as Kathryn's toes curled as she tried to avoid the intimate sensation. The enema bag emptied in a couple of minutes and Nat approached to remove the tube. The Bardex plug that was in Kathryn's bottom would prevent the water from escaping prematurely. Kathryn was mortified. The sensation of being filled by the plug had been embarrassing enough but now a whole audience had watched her receive an enema. The thought of it was completely humiliating and yet despite herself, Kathryn had never been more turned on. Her pussy was, she knew, dripping wet and as she realized that, she also realized that given her position, everyone could see that too. The touch at her soaking pussy was almost a relief and Kathryn moaned as the gentle fingers slid deep into her. They slid out and then Kathryn felt the tip of a cock touch her sensitive pussy lips. "Oh God!" gasped Kathryn as the long organ slid slowly but firmly all the way into her slit. Kathryn's filled belly, anus and now pussy was too much for her and as the strange penis began to slide in and out, her orgasm built higher and higher. This one seemed even more intense than the last as Kathryn cried out again and again. As the man behind her thrust deeply into her, Kathryn heard him first grunt then cry out himself as he began shooting his come deep in her pussy. The sound of the man behind her set Kathryn off again and she came and came and came until she was exhausted. Nat and one of the men finally untied Kathryn and helped her off the vault and onto her feet. With all the water still trapped deep in her bowels, Kathryn could barely walk and needed help to get from the room back to the washroom at her bedroom. Gently, Nat removed Kathryn's blindfold and then, as Kathryn sat on the toilet, undid the valve on the strange plug that was still lodged deep in her and pulled it from her body. When the enema had been released Nat came back in to find Kathryn asleep, her chin on her chest, still sitting on the toilet. Nat chuckled as she roused the young girl. "Come on, shower time first, then you can sleep." Nat helped Kathryn to her feet and pulled her into the shower. With Nat's help, the two of them were soon clean, dried and ready for bed. Nat turned down the covers and let Kathryn finally lie down. Then, walking to the other side, she got into the bed herself. "Quite a first day, huh?" she said to Kathryn. "Mmmmm", said Kathryn, as she fell into a well-deserved sleep. Chapter 4: Tuesday Kathryn woke up to the sounds of the waves crashing against the shore as a gentle sea breeze wafted across her naked body. 'MMmmmmm', she thought, 'What a way to start the day'. Nat was already out of bed and Kathryn seemed left to her own devices. She got up and found some fruit on the table for breakfast along with a note from Nat. "Kathryn, enjoy the fruit for breakfast then come down the walk to the beach for a swim. Don't bother looking for any clothes. You won't find any and you're not expected to wear any." Kathryn chuckled to herself and then started in on one of the grapefruits. A few minutes later, she was washed, fed and ready to go down to the beach. She felt embarrassed to simply walk out of her room completely naked and she opened the door tentatively looking around the corner of it to make sure no one was watching. It was one thing to skinny dip nude and despite the fact that she had literally been stripped and displayed in public the day before, she was still shy to be walking around naked. Luckily the house seemed deserted and Kathryn quietly slipped out the door and headed down the stairs toward the water. As she got closer, she began to hear the sounds of several people obviously having a great time. Kathryn descended to the rocky beach and found several pretty women in the warm blue waters of the Mediterranean splashing and laughing at each other. Nat was one of them. "Come on in Kathryn", she shouted, "The water's wonderful!" Kathryn didn't have to be invited twice she ran into the gentle waves and soon was splashing and dunking the others with gusto. When everyone was tired of splashing, they all headed up onto the beach to sunbathe. Nat introduced the three other girls two of whom were about Kathryn's age. Sally, Barbara and Andrea were all beautiful and, like Nat and now Kathryn, they were both naked and completely shaved. Sally was the younger girl that had helped with Kathryn the day before. Kathryn found out that she was not sixteen as she had thought but was in fact almost twenty. The women all lay down on beach chairs to soak up the sun. Kathryn was amazed. This was not what she had been expecting at all and said so. Barbara chuckled. "None of us expected it but when you think for a moment, it makes perfect sense. After all, you can't expect to spend all day, every day, twelve months of the year engaged in kinky sex. We get lots of opportunity to relax and enjoy ourselves." Andrea explained that the year of Kathryn's contract would include plenty of time where she was being 'trained' but would also include time for relaxation and private time. Kathryn discovered that two of the three girls still had several months to go on their one year contracts and Barbara had, in fact, finished her contract four months ago but so enjoyed the lifestyle that she had stayed on. Some of the time, Sally said, would be very much like the day before had been where Kathryn was being trained in being submissive and would be subjected to a number of different stimuli. At the word stimuli, the other three girls laughed. Other times, Kathryn would be being trained in being the one in charge as Nat had been yesterday. Kathryn's eyebrows raised at this. The thought of being dominant as Natalie had been yesterday with one of these young girls obeying her every command had not occurred to her but as it did, she began getting wet almost instantly. Kathryn's long nipples gave her away to the other girls as they immediately got hard. "You like that idea do you?" laughed Natalie. Kathryn tried to find out what else was in store for her this first week but the girls wouldn't tell her anything. "It's better for you if you find out as it happens," said Andrea, "Besides, it's more fun that way." After a couple of hours of getting brown and wet, the other girls told Kathryn it was time to head back up the cliff to the villa. Gathering their sun tan lotion and their towels, the five beautiful women made their way up the stairs. As Kathryn was about to head into her bedroom, Barbara touched her arm. "Your next session will be starting in 30 minutes," she said, "Get cleaned up and wait in your room." Kathryn's heart started to race and she turned to ask Barbara what was next but the other woman had already moved on toward her room. Thirty minutes later, Kathryn was sitting nervously on the edge of her bed when Barbara entered the room. Barbara was a medium build blond that had the cutest features Kathryn had ever seen. She embodied the expression, "The Girl Next Door" and always reminded Kathryn of a pixie. Unlike a pixie though, the Barbara who entered Kathryn's room had an expression that brooked no argument. "Stand up." she said and before she even thought about it, Kathryn was on her feet. "Turn around." Kathryn turned and Barbara quickly attached a blindfold to her. Kathryn's hands were attached behind her back and then Barbara pushed her forward until she was bent over with her head touching the bed. "Stay like that," she was told and Kathryn did so, getting steadily more and more excited. Behind her she heard Barbara moving around the room. A moment later she was back and Kathryn felt the cool sensation of a lubricated finger pushing at her rear entrance. She moaned as Barbara slid a finger firmly into her until it was deep in her body. The finger slid out and then back in, covered with yet more lubricant. Barbara seemed in no hurry and the preparation of Kathryn's anus took several minutes during which her naked pussy lips became slick with her juices and her breathing became steadily quicker and shallower. The tip of the rectal plug that touched Kathryn's anus was no surprise and Barbara gently teased it in and out before finally sliding the large ridge past her sphincter and seating the plastic object firmly in her rectum. Kathryn gasped as Barbara twisted the plug slowly while it was deep in her. "All right, stand up." she said and Kathryn slowly got to her feet. Barbara led the blindfolded girl slowly out of her bedroom and out to the veranda. As she moved out of the house, Kathryn felt a second hand on her right hand side. "Mmmmm, very nice," said Andrea. The two women maneuvered Kathryn into position. Kathryn felt her already hard nipples grasped by the fingers of one of the women. "Wonderful nipples", said Barbara. The long brown nips were pulled out further and further, first softly stroked then pulled hard and then stroked again until they were fully extended and rock hard. Next a hot tongue licked at her left nipple, then a moment later, it was joined by another mouth at her right breast. Kathryn couldn't help but gasp as the treatment of her nipples continued. One of the women then held her left breast up, thus presenting the nipple out and Kathryn felt the pinch of some kind of metal clip as it was fastened onto the nipple. She moaned as the clip squeezed the sensitive nubbin. The right nipple was next and as soon as it was similarly trapped, Kathryn felt a small chain hanging from the clips of each nipple. Kathryn was pushed forward until her pubis was resting against what felt like the back of a leather couch. Her hands were unfastened and brought in front of her. She was told to stand still as other straps were attached to her ankles. Kathryn waited, and as she did, the anticipation of the unknown got her steadily more and more excited. Now ropes attached to her wrist straps began to pull her forward across the leather covered piece of furniture and Kathryn felt herself being bent over by pressure. She gave into it and let herself be pulled out forward. Just as she was sure she was about to lose her balance, ropes attached to her legs began to pull backward and lift up until she was suspended by the ropes with only her belly what was now obviously a leather bolster. The ropes now began to spread apart until Kathryn was completely spread eagle, face down with her weight supported at her belly by the comfortable furniture and her arms and legs attached to beams in four corners so that her arms and legs were suspended in the air about three feet from the ground. In this position, Kathryn's rear was spread open and exposed and her breasts with the strange clips still attached suspended from her body and hanging straight down. The thin chains from the nipple clips were now attached below the girl to small rings in the floor so that Kathryn's breasts were pulled even more pronouncedly toward the ground. Her nipples were now under constant stimulation. Kathryn was left like this for several minutes wondering what would come next when she heard the voice of her Master next to her say, "Warm her bottom up first." A moment later, there was a searing smack on Kathryn's left buttock. Before she even had a chance to cry out, there was a second smack on her right buttock. The leather covered paddle continued to fall, alternating left and right until Kathryn felt like her bottom was on fire. As suddenly as it had started, the spanking stopped, leaving the young girl gasping for breath. The pain in her bottom settled into a deep heat which seemed to go from her buttocks directly to her pussy. To Kathryn's surprise, her pussy was dripping. Kathryn felt the large cool hands of her master feeling the heat in her buttocks. He reached down and cupped her pussy from behind feeling the wet and the heat there also. He chuckled at the discovery, "Yes, I think she's ready now." Kathryn blushed, embarrassed that the spanking had turned her on. Now Kathryn felt the gentle hands of Barbara and Andrea moving her. First the chains were removed from the nipple clips, releasing her breasts, then her bonds were changed and she felt her hands being pulled tight up over her head to the ceiling. To her relief, the plastic plug in her rear was removed. She felt someone touching her nipple clips and when they were done, she could feel a string or cord hanging from them. Once they were finished with her breasts, the hands moved downward attaching similar metallic clips to the sensitive inner lips of her pussy which were now soaking wet with her own juices. The clips were also attached to cords of some kind as they pulled her pink inner lips gently out and apart. A cool object was now inserted into her pussy. Kathryn felt the object was much like her anal plug as it seemed to get first wider then narrower and had a "T" of some kind to prevent its disappearance into her body. Finally the cool sensation of a lubricating finger touched her tight anus to prepare the tight orifice again. Kathryn raised up on her toes as the finger went particularly deep. She could never seem to get used to the penetration of her rear. The cool touch of a metallic object at her anus was next. The gentle finger of the woman pressed insistently at the metallic "egg" until Kathryn's sphincter relaxed to accept the intruder. Kathryn felt yet another cord being attached to the rectal object. Now the same hands that had touched her so intimately reached up to undo her blindfold. Kathryn opened her eyes to see her Master sitting comfortably in front of her. He was sitting at a small table on which was positioned a control box of some kind. It reminded Kathryn of a Mixer for music. He looked up at Kathryn and smiled. "Well Kathryn, I suppose you're wondering what's in store for you today. You're currently attached to a number of items each of which is attached to or inserted into an intimate part of your anatomy. Andrea is shortly going to continue your spanking. I'll be training you in enjoying it. Each of the metallic objects in or on your body is attached to this control box you see here. By turning any of these knobs, I can send an electrical current to that object. The current can vary anywhere from a pleasurable tingle to a painful jolt." Kathryn was breathing heavily now her eyes were open wide. She was more than a little scared. Her Master reached over to the panel. "This is what a strong jolt feels like," he said and turned one of the knobs. Suddenly the metallic plug in Kathryn's pussy let out a large shock. To Kathryn it felt like a riding crop had just been whipped right into her pussy. She let out a short scream. The jolt was over before she knew it but it was painful. Kathryn was now very scared as she lay trembling in her bonds. Her Master smiled at her, "Yes, as a punishment tool it can be very effective. Fortunately, that's not the purpose today. This is what a tingle feels like." He reached over to the control panel again and Kathryn reflexively clenched her entire body. Suddenly a little tickle started in her left nipple. It was like a hundred goldfish had started nibbling there all at once. Now her right nipple felt the same. Kathryn felt an irresistible urge to touch her breasts, she pulled desperately at her bonds as the tickle continued and now moved from her sensitive nipples to her more sensitive pussy lips. The sensation was, at once, delicious and unbearable. The tickle moved now to the eggs in both her pussy and rectum at once. It was as though these objects were alive! Kathryn squirmed and squealed as it went on. Suddenly the sensations stopped leaving Kathryn hanging weakly from her bonds and virtually on the verge of an orgasm. Her Master chuckled at her, "Good, now we're ready to begin." Kathryn heard the strap an instant before she felt it strike her already sensitive bottom. As the heat of the strap seared a stripe across her round buttocks, Kathryn felt that irresistible tingle deep in her rectum. The conflicting sensations had Kathryn unsure whether to cry out from pleasure or pain. The next smack was accompanied by electric tingles to her large, oversensitive nipples. For the next half-hour, Kathryn's Master and Andrea played her like a finely-tuned instrument. Finally Kathryn saw her Master nod to Andrea. At the same moment she felt all of the electrodes tingle at once. Desperately, Kathryn pulled at the straps fastening her as Andrea gave her four sharp spanks with the leather strap. The orgasm seemed to take over Kathryn's body. She screamed at the sensation and then abandoned herself to it, letting wave after wave of pleasure crash over her. When finally it was over, she was left limp and exhausted, hanging from the leather straps to the ceiling. She barely felt Andrea and Barbara gently removing the metallic clips and probes that had given her so much pleasure. Both women had to help her to stand. Kathryn felt like her legs were made of jelly. When she was finally back in her bed with Natalie and Andrea giving her a sponge bath, she drifted off to sleep. Her last coherent thought before she closed her eyes was that sex would never be the same again. Chapter 5: Wednesday Kathryn woke to another day of perfectly blue skies with the sun streaming through her window. The soft sounds of the waves crashing on the shore nearby and the smell of the sea salt was delicious. "Mmmmm", she murmured as she stretched languorously on her bed. "C'mon sleepy head," said her roommate Natalie, "Time to get up. We're all going hiking across the island." "Hiking? You're kidding", said Kathryn. "Uh Uh", said Nat shaking her head "We do it all the time, just the girls. There's a knapsack in your closet. I'll give you a hand packing the others are already at breakfast." Packing for this warm weather was quickly done and after a brief shower, the two girls headed out to the veranda to join the others for breakfast. Kathryn discovered that Barbara was the camping enthusiast who had turned the other girls onto the great outdoors. Today's trip was an overnight hike to the opposite end of the island. Kathryn found herself looking forward to the day's activities. This certainly wasn't what she had expected when she had signed on for a year's sexual servitude to the "Master" they all shared. It wasn't long before the four girls had shouldered their packs and headed out on the trail. The scenery on the island was spectacular and the girls stopped often to snap photos. Despite their frequent breaks they made good time and it was well before dusk when they broke out of the woods to the edge of a cliff overlooking the ocean on the far side of the island. Barb took out her binoculars and looked up and down the shore from this vantage point. "Come on,", she said, "I think I've found the perfect place." Walking along the cliffs, the trail carried them lower and lower until finally they walked between two huge rocks to find themselves on a tiny isolated beach surrounded on two sides by cliffs and behind them by a grassy knoll and then by the woods. "At last!" said Nat as she dropped her pack and began shedding her clothes. Within moments the other girls were following her example and in a flash the four of them were splashing and swimming in the warm ocean waters. Kathryn felt a tingle between her legs as she watched the naked bodies of the other girls in the water. Each of them was now tanned a deep brown. There were no tan lines to be found on any of them. Kathryn's own nipples hardened as she noticed Natalie's long brown nips sticking out. 'Boy, have I changed.', thought Kathryn, 'Only a few weeks ago I would have been disgusted at the thought of sex between women. Now those girls' bodies really turn me on.' Finally, tired by their cavorting in the sea, the girls headed back to the beach. "I'll get supper ready," said Andrea, "Give me a hand Kathryn?" "Sure" said Kathryn. The two girls dug into the packs for the cheese, cold cuts and fruit they had brought from the villa. Natalie started setting up the tent that they'd all sleep in that night. "I'm going to do a little exploring before it gets dark," said Barb. She grabbed a flashlight, just in case, and disappeared along the trail into the woods. The tent was up and ready and supper mostly eaten before the girls began to wonder about Barb. She had been gone almost an hour and it was almost completely dark. "Should we go looking for her?" asked Andrea, "I mean, I don't want to be an alarmist but it's almost dark." "Let's give it another half-hour," said Kathryn, "She certainly seems to know her way around." Within a couple of minutes the fears of the three girls dissipated as Barb appeared from the trail. The girls crowded around the younger Barb demanding to know where she'd been. Barbara was very excited. "You'll never believe what I found! It's perfect. Come on, get your flashlights". The three girls scrambled for their knapsacks to get their own flashlights and Barb put a few items in her day pack which she threw over her shoulder. It was about a 20 minute walk down the dark trail and Kathryn found herself a little scared but very excited as they continued. Finally Barbara stopped. "O.K," she said, "Around this bend I found the ruins of an ancient Greek temple. You can imagine what kinds of ceremonies and rituals when on here in those days. We're going to re-enact one of them." Kathryn felt her heart pounding. This was soooo exciting. She looked around and saw that this adventure was having the same effect on everyone. "First", giggled Barbara, "we'll need a sacrificial virgin. Who'd like to volunteer?" The 3 girls looked at each other nervously. "O.K," said Kathryn, "I'll do it." "Great," said Barb, "Get her undressed". Kathryn let Natalie and Andrea pull her T-Shirt over her head to expose her tight breasts. Unbidden, her nipples crinkled and got hard, sticking out their full 3/4 inch length. Her shorts were next. Kathryn felt Andrea slide the tips of her fingers along her shaved slit as her panties were pulled down and off. With the removal of her sneakers, Kathryn was left completely nude. She felt oddly embarrassed being the only naked girl in front of the others. Barbara reached into her pocket and pulled out a sheet that she had probably planned to sleep in. Using her camp knife to make a slit, she held the makeshift poncho up and pulled it over Kathryn's head. Kathryn's hands were pulled up behind her and attached with a short strap. "All right", said Barb, "It's time to escort the sacrificial virgin to the altar". Sally and Nat each took one of Kathryn's arms as they continued down the trail. Every time Kathryn moved or there was a slight breeze, the sheet loosely covering the young girl would shift and expose a wide expanse of flesh. In many ways, thought Kathryn, it was worse than being completely naked. Kathryn felt herself getting more and more excited. This idea of being a sacrificial virgin had been a fantasy for her since she was a little girl. What unspeakable acts, she wondered, would be performed on her when she was led helpless to the altar? Just the thought of it had Kathryn soaking wet. The four girls rounded the bend and suddenly stopped. Before them was a scene that looked magical. The moonlight showed a clear view of pillars and old stone in what looked like the ruins of an ancient temple. "Come on," said Barbara with an excited gleam in her eye. Kathryn's escorts led her slowly into the surreal site. As the girls moved slowly between the fallen pillars and into the center of the courtyard, Kathryn could see a large stone block in the center of the square. It looked just like the altar of Kathryn's fantasies. Barb climbed onto the huge rock and motioned for the other three to follow her. Andrea and Nat helped Kathryn onto the stone altar. A light breeze caught at the edges of Kathryn's covering blowing it aside and exposing one of her breasts as well as her wet pussy lips, shining in the moonlight. Kathryn was feeling very vulnerable at the moment. It didn't help when, a moment later, Barb turned to her and slowly, an inch at a time, raised Kathryn's covering over her head leaving her completely naked. Barb dropped the sheet and placed her hands on Kathryn's shoulders. As Barb's big brown eyes looked steadily into hers, Kathryn felt Barb's hands slide slowly down her chest to rest lightly on her breasts. Barb smiled slightly as she grasped Kathryn's over-large nipples between thumb and forefinger and squeezed them tightly. Kathryn gasped and then, as Barb lifted her breasts upward by the nipples, Kathryn raised up on her tip-toes trying to relieve the sensitive flesh. Barb finally let go of Kathryn's nipples. Kathryn was relieved and at the same time very aroused. Her nipples were now sticking straight out from her body. Barb's hands slid lower and lower across Kathryn's belly. A moment later, Barb discovered Kathryn's arousal in the dewy moisture on her puffed out pussy lips. Barb's smile got wider as she felt Kathryn's wet pussy. Kathryn couldn't help gasping again when Barb slid a finger deep into Kathryn. "Prepare the sacrifice," intoned Barbara. Andrea and Natalie had been getting steadily more excited as they watched Kathryn being aroused by Barb. They needed no further prompting to begin playing themselves. Kathryn felt her hands being untied from behind her. Andrea and Nat gently pushed Kathryn down onto her back on the altar. The cold stone against Kathryn's back made her even more aware of her nakedness. Kathryn lay passively as the other women tied her hands to the head of the altar. Straps around her thighs were attached to the sides of the large stone pulling Kathryn's legs up and apart. Tied helplessly like this, Kathryn imagined herself exposed before hundreds of spectators who had come to the moonlit ceremony to watch her deflowering on the stone altar. She moaned at the thought. Kathryn opened her eyes to see Natalie and Andrea descending on her breasts. The two girls began suckling on Kathryn's long nipples simultaneously. Barbara was kneeling between Kathryn's spread legs. Her hot tongue touched the tip of the bound girl's clitoris and Kathryn arched her back at the sensation. As Barb's expert tongue and lips sucked Kathryn's clit into her mouth, Kathryn felt the cool touch of lubricant on a small object at her rear entrance. Barb's tongue moving deep in her pussy coincided with the insertion of the cool plastic plug deep into her bottom. Kathryn's toes curled as the plug violated her helpless body. The actions of her three friends now had Kathryn moaning out loud. Kathryn felt Barb's tongue stop its licking. She looked down to see that Barbara had now put on a strap-on dildo. The long thick phallus stuck out obscenely from her body. The two girls at her breasts reached down to hold her pussy lips wide apart displaying the sensitive pink flesh of her inner lips to the moonlight. Kathryn closed her eyes and imagined the feelings of a young virgin tied just as she was at the altar. She shivered as she imagined the crowd of spectators examining her bound and exposed body. As the tip of Barbara's artificial phallus touched her pussy, Kathryn imagined it as the tip of the large cock of the high priest performing the ceremony. Kathryn clenched her muscles in delight as Barbara leaned forward, forcing the lips of her pussy wide apart to accommodate the dildo. Barbara was also experiencing pleasure since the device strapped to her was double-ended. Fully half of it was already inserted deep in her own body. Barb continued to press forward until she felt the lips of her own shaved pussy rubbing against Kathryn's soaking lips. Now they were each impaled on the same device. Andrea and Natalie hadn't stopped playing with her nipples and this added to the excitement. Kathryn felt Natalie get up and she opened her eyes to see her moved behind Barbara who was rhythmically back and forth, fucking Kathryn with the thick dildo. Kathryn watched Nat take a leather strap from Barb's bag and swing it down with a sharp motion on Barb's buttocks. Barb gasped at the sharp smack and reflexively clenched her buttocks. The motion drove the dildo sharply into Kathryn who moaned in turn. The strap fell again, harder this time, driving Barb again into Kathryn. Natalie started a slow rhythm on Barb's bottom, knowing that each time she swung the leather strap, both women would be forded onto the thick plastic dildo. It was Barb who began to orgasm first. Her breathing became shorter and shorter and as it did, Natalie's strokes became faster and faster. Kathryn looked up to see Barb cry out as she arched her back and pressed her pelvis forward, trying to get as much of the dildo into her as possible. Kathryn felt Barb's soaking pussy lips mash against her own as the woman began coming. It was too much. Kathryn felt her orgasm start deep in her belly, move out to her extremities and then roll back in wave after wave. As if in a distance, she heard herself cry out again and again. She felt herself pulling desperately at the straps holding her knees wide apart and at the ropes holding her wrists above her. Helpless, she had no choice but to endure the pleasure that her three friends were giving her. It was less than an hour later four very tired but very satisfied women arrived back at camp. Just as Kathryn was drifting off to sleep, she heard Natalie giggle and say "Next time, I'm going to volunteer." 48 Interview For the "Clinic" Cynthia was in the shower when the phone rang. "Hello?" she asked. "Hi. It's me, Chris. Are you ready for an adventure?" Cynthia's breathing quickened right away. Underneath the towel she had thrown around herself, she felt her long, thick nipples stiffen. "Mmmmm, sure." "Good. A taxi will be in front of your apartment in exactly 30 minutes. The driver will take you where you're supposed to go." "But what should I wear? What's going to happen?" asked Cynthia but the line was already dead. Hurriedly Cynthia got herself ready. Five more minutes in the bathroom and another five with a blow dryer and she was ready to get dressed. 'What am I supposed to wear?', she wondered. Each "adventure" of her boyfriend had resulted in something new. Most often, she had been told precisely how to prepare. "Master" Chris usually insisted on no panties or bra and light or revealing clothing. Each time the instructions had been exact except this time. Did that mean that she was to wear the same thing or did it mean that she wasn't? Cynthia looked over her wardrobe and settled on a compromise. Since the weather was warm, she picked her light yellow sundress which was backless. She knew that Chris loved it. The sundress precluded a bra so that question was settled but after some deliberation, she decided on panties. Rummaging through her drawer she found the ones she wanted. White lace with high French cut legs. Cynthia's pubic hair was light and blond just as she was and, since she had been shaved only a couple of months ago, she was sparsely covered. Cynthia looked herself over in the full length mirror. "Not bad." she said. Just looking at her made her even more excited. She had been so busy getting ready that she hadn't even looked at the time. Now she realized that if she didn't hurry downstairs, she would be late! Grabbing her purse and slipping into her white high heels, she ran for the elevator. As the doors opened on the first floor, she saw the yellow cab pull up in front of the building. Before she had even really thought about what was going to happen tonight she was safely sitting in the back of the cab. "Good evening Miss." said the cab driver. "Hello." Cynthia paused for a long moment then asked the question that she had been trying to think about for the last 30 minutes. "Can you tell me where we're going?" The cab driver seemed not to hear her. Instead he reached down and held a white large envelope over his shoulder to her. "Please read this Miss." Cynthia opened the envelope slowly. The anticipation of the "adventure" was becoming more and more exciting. She took a deep breath and looked inside the package. Pulling out the contents, Cynthia discovered a letter, a page with questions and answer blanks on it and a felt tipped pen. The driver reached up and turned on the dome light so that she could read. Cynthia started with the letter. Dear Cynthia, I know that you'll be wondering by now what is about to happen. Don't worry; you're in good hands. The driver knows exactly where you are going and will bring you there safely. Your drive will be approximately 20 minutes and will bring you to an office building in the suburbs. During the ride you are to complete the accompanying questionnaire and to obey all instructions of the driver. When you arrive at the office building, go inside and take the elevator to the forth floor. You are expected in room 441. When you enter, you will be told what to do. If you obey all of you instructions, you will have an evening of unequaled pleasure. Have fun! Master Chris Cynthia's heart was pounding by the time she finished the short note. What was awaiting her in room 441? Would she have to expose herself and her submission in front of other people? She had been asked to do so in the past and the experience had been at once humiliating and intensely exciting. Cynthia put aside the letter and looked at the questionnaire. The questions were multiple choice and the answers simply had to be ticked off with the pen at the right. Altogether there were only a dozen questions. 1. Are you wearing a dress? Yes/No 2. Are you wearing pants? Yes/No 3. Are you wearing a blouse? Yes/No 4. Are you wearing a skirt? Yes/No 5. Are you wearing a bra? Yes/No 6. Are you wearing panties? Yes/No 7. Are you wearing pantyhose? Yes/No 8. Are you wearing stockings? Yes/No 9. What kind of shoes are you wearing? Running shoes High Heels Flats Sandals Other 10. Is your pubic hair completely shaved? Yes/No 11. When were you last spanked or paddled? Less than a week ago Less than a month ago Less than six months ago Less then a year ago 12. Are you wearing a butt plug or vibrator or do you have any foreign objects in your vagina or anus? Yes/No 13. When did you last masturbate? Less than a day ago Less than a week ago Less than a month ago Less then six months ago 14. Are you submissive? Yes/No 15. Will you follow all of the instructions given to you? Yes/No Cynthia blushed as she read some of the questions. They were questions that she had never answered for anyone but her "Master" before. Realizing that time was moving by very quickly, however, she quickly circled her answers and then stuffed the questionnaire back into the envelope. She finished just in time because a moment later, the taxi stopped outside a low office building that looked closed for the night. "Here's your stop Miss." "Are you sure it's open? It sure looks dark." The driver chuckled. "The front door will be open. Have you completed your questionnaire?" Cynthia nodded. "OK then, off you go. All you have to do is follow instructions. Cynthia got out of the cab and a moment later it was gone, leaving her alone in front of the dark building. A cool breeze gently blew across her legs and for the first time, Cynthia realized that the excitement was a real turn on. Clutching her envelope to her chest she tentatively walked to the front door. Half expecting it to be closed, she pushed at the glass door and to her surprise found herself inside the office lobby. The main lights were off but the night lighting was more than sufficient for her to find her way to the elevators one of which was waiting. The ride to the forth floor seemed to take a long time but the walk from the elevator to room 441 was even longer. Now, nervously, Cynthia found herself standing in front of the office door, holding her questionnaire and wondering what awaited her within. Her palms were sweaty and her breath shallow as she tentatively turned the door knob and entered. Inside the door was a regular office lobby and facing her was a reception desk. Unlike the rest of the building, the office was completely lit and behind the desk was a pretty secretary about 20 years old. "Good evening." said the girl. "Do you have your questionnaire with you?" Cynthia blushed as she nodded. Here was a girl easily five years younger and Cynthia was disconcerted to realize that the girl knew that she was submissive. The receptionist held out her hand for the envelope and reluctantly, Cynthia turned it over. To Cynthia's further embarrassment, the young girl opened the envelope and read over Cynthia's answers before looking up. When she did so there was a small smile on her face. "You can wait over there." she said, "You'll be called in shortly. Cynthia sat down on one of the waiting room chairs and waited as the girl got up and went into the office area. It was almost five minutes before she returned but it seemed like five hours to Cynthia. Finally the girl came back. "Follow me." Without even thinking, Cynthia was on her feet and following the pretty brunette. The girl's short skirt showed off her legs nicely and Cynthia wondered if she too was submissive. The girl stopped outside the door labeled 'conference room' and turned to Cynthia. "When you go inside, stay standing until you're told to move elsewhere. Are you excited?" Cynthia nodded her head. "Good. Me too. Have fun!" whispered the girl then she leaned forward and opened the door. Cynthia felt her hand at the small of her back propelling her into the room before closing the door quickly behind her. Cynthia looked around the room. It was only half lit and had been arranged in a sort of tribunal style. Behind a wide table were several people that Cynthia couldn't make out very well. Just in front of the table was a circle of light. "Good evening Cynthia. Move forward into the light please." said a deep male voice that Cynthia did not know. Slowly, in a shuffling step, Cynthia did as she was told. Now in the light, it was virtually impossible to recognize anyone. The best she could do was to see five shapes sitting on the other side of the table. Was her Master here? She didn't even know. "We'll be getting started right away Cynthia. You have been brought here by your Master to be evaluated. Should your evaluation go well, you will be entering a Clinic or Spa of sorts where the next phase of your training as a submissive will take place. Would that excite you?" "Yes." whispered the young blond. She could almost here the man smile at her answer. "Remove your shoes Cynthia." Quickly, Cynthia leaned down to pull them from her leaving her barefoot on the carpet. "Very well then now please remove your dress. Cynthia gasped. She looked around her, hoping that there might be a place she could undress in privacy and thus retain at least a bit of modesty but there was none. Cynthia's fingers trembled as she reached for the straps of the dress. Slowly, as though to postpone her exposure for as long as possible, she pulled the straps down her arms and then, with only her arm holding the dress up on her breasts, she finally let go. The light cotton dress fluttered to her ankles ending up in a pool there. The young blond was now left wearing only the thin lace panties she had put on earlier. Cynthia's hands automatically went to cover her breasts. "Hands behind your head please." said a new voice, this one female. Cynthia slowly clasped her hands behind her head, thrusting her breasts forward for inspection. Despite herself, her nipples stiffened until the dark brown nubs were sticking out almost 3/4 of an inch. Cynthia's nipples had been an embarrassment for her since she was in high school. They were not only the longest nipples of any woman she had ever met, they were thick and mostly, they were very dark. Whenever Cynthia wore a light colored blouse, the dark circles of her nipples always showed through even if she wore a bra (which was rare). When her nipples got hard, as they were now, they were the most prominent part of her body. "Have you ever had clips attached to your nipples Cynthia?" asked a new male voice. "Yes." answered the girl in a voice just above a whisper. "Are your nipples sensitive? Have you ever had an orgasm just by touching them?" asked another of her inquisitors. The questioning went on for several minutes. Finally, the questioners seemed satisfied. "Very well Cynthia." said the first voice. "Please remove your panties now." Cynthia had almost forgotten that she was still covered. The new instruction had her blush for about the hundredth time that evening. Cynthia hooked her thumbs in the thin lace panties and started to pull them down. She hesitated a long moment with the panties just at the top of her sparsely covered pussy feeling the eyes of her inquisitors looking on intensely. Finally, as though making a decision with herself, she pulled the panties down and off of her body. "Hands back behind your head." said the woman. Cynthia dutifully followed her instructions. Over the next ten minutes, Cynthia was asked detailed questions about her sex life and about every intimate thing she had ever done sexually. The questions did not leave out the B&D aspect of her life and she was obliged not only to describe what she liked and what had been done to her but she was made to turn and show the faint marks on her bottom of her last paddling as well as holding her inner pussy lips open to show all of herself. Finally, she was left to stand in her exposing position. Behind her, Cynthia heard the door to the office open and someone walk in. Cynthia turned her head and saw the young receptionist wheeling in a contraption that Cynthia had never seen before. The leather and metal device looked like something from Nautilus but Cynthia had an idea that it was designed for something quite different. The girl led the now naked blond over to the device and had her stand with her belly pressed up against a leather pad. Cynthia's hands were attached to the device with Velcro straps that had her arms stretched forward on either side of the pad. Behind her the girl touched a button and suddenly the entire device came alive! The pad against which Cynthia was pushed was tilting forward from the vertical to a 45-degree angle. Cynthia's straps pulled her forward, firmly attached to the straps. The device stopped and now Cynthia felt her knees being pulled apart to be attached to other parts of the machine. A moment later, the leather pad tilted forward again to about 20 degrees. Now the entire pad with Cynthia suspended upon it began to rise slowly until it was about three feet above the floor. The girl touched another button and Cynthia felt her knees being bent and then slowly pulled wider and wider apart until she was completely spread open. Now the lower part of the pad that Cynthia was suspended on folded away leaving only a two-foot section supporting Cynthia's stomach and chest. The upper part of the pad that Cynthia's breasts were pressed into was also folded back allowing her firm breasts to hang free. Cynthia's forehead was resting on a well-placed leather pad. The device finally stopped its movement and Cynthia realized that not only was she helplessly bound to the diabolical device but that she had never been so opened and exposed. Her pussy and anus were completely open and available and her breasts were now hanging freely below her tipped by the still erect nipples. The girl left Cynthia there for a couple of minutes letting her savor her position. Behind her, Cynthia felt the members of the "Tribunal" moving closer to exam their victim. After several embarrassing minutes had passed Cynthia heard the voice of the woman examiner. "Lubricate her." The touch of the young girl's finger came a moment later as she slid a coolly lubricated finger deep into Cynthia's tight anus. Cynthia pulled at her bonds but there was no possibility of escaping her predicament. The lubrication continued for several minutes until Cynthia was panting with excitement. The delicate fingers of the girl were removed to be replaced by the touch of what Cynthia knew must be a rectal plug. Sure enough the plug was firmly pressed into Cynthia's rectum until only the "T" handle was showing. Now Cynthia felt more hands touching her breasts. The long thick nipples that had advertised her lust were pulled and pinched by the strange hands, as Cynthia got wetter and wetter. "Look at that," exclaimed the woman, "She's soaking wet." A moment later, Cynthia felt the warm breath of the woman on her pussy and then, to Cynthia's surprise, the woman's tongue suddenly slid warm and wet across Cynthia's pussy lips and clitoris. Cynthia cried out at the exquisite sensation. The woman was an expert and although Cynthia was certain that she was about to come, the woman kept her on the edge for ages. Finally the insistent tongue stopped as did the fingers at her breasts. Cynthia was left for a moment before feeling the sharp pinch of a nipple clip being attached to her oversensitive right nipple. Cynthia whimpered that it hurt but her pleas were unheard as the left nipple was also pinched by the metal device. Cynthia involuntarily clenched her ass at the sensation and was rewarded by the unyielding presence of the rectal plug. Cynthia heard the whistle of the paddle a moment before she felt the searing heat in her left buttock. Before she could gasp a lungful of air to cry out the leather covered paddle had fallen again, this time on the right buttock. Cynthia's over sensitized body felt the paddle as though it was made of molten metal and she cried out in shock at the sensation. By the tenth stroke, she was breathing in short ragged gasps. The inquisitor who was punishing her paused for a moment and once again, Cynthia felt a warm breath underneath her pussy. The sound and the touch of the tip of a vibrator against the entrance to her pussy came a moment before the spanking resumed as the paddle slammed into the naked girl's bottom. The vibrator was slid deeply into Cynthia's now soaked pussy. Cynthia didn't know whether to cry out with pleasure or pain and for a moment the two seemed not so different. Several smacks later, the vibrator was now firmly lodged in her and Cynthia knew she was close to an orgasm. The touch of a hot tongue on the tip of her clitoris was enough to send Cynthia over the edge. With the leather paddle still descending in a rapid tattoo on her bottom, Cynthia cried out again and again, pulling desperately at her bonds as the waves of orgasm racked her body. Finally, it was over, and the spanking stopped also. Cynthia was left for several minutes to recover before the strange device moved again setting Cynthia back on the ground. The young receptionist had to help her to stand because her knees were so shaky from the incredible experience. Cynthia was shocked to find that the receptionist was also completely naked. The two girls turned to face the table again. It was the voice of Cynthia's Master who addressed them. "You are both deemed ready to continue your training if you are still interested. The training 'Clinic' will demand a week of your time and I warn you, once you arrive at the Clinic, you will not be permitted to leave until the week is over and your training is complete. Do you want to go?" The two girls looked at each other for a moment before giving their answer in unison, "Yes!" 49 Saturday's "Adventure" Victoria was as sexually aroused as she ever had been in her life and her lover had yet to touch her. The "adventure" had started earlier that week when Vicky and her boyfriend had chatted. "Let's do something really exciting this weekend." she said. "Oh?" said Michael, "What kind of exciting are you thinking about?" The one in Michael's voice made it clear that Michael's idea of excitement would involve something deliciously naughty. Each time she and Michael had made love the experience had been different. They had met in of all places in a bar. She had been attracted to him from the first moment she saw him but it was Michael who spoke to her first. For some reason, being with him left her tongue-tied and shy just like a little girl. Their first date had been dinner at the city's most expensive French restaurant. Michael had been a perfect gentleman, only kissing her on the cheek at the end of the evening. By the third date they were sleeping together. Michael was, by far, the most imaginative lover Vicky had ever had. Each time he stretched Vicky's sexual imagination to the limit yet Vicky always felt safe with him. 'He's so.... sure of himself.' she thought. "Well..." said Vicky, trying to bring herself back to the present, "your imagination has server us pretty well so far, I'm sure you'll think of something." "But what if I think of something kinky?" chuckled Michael. Vicky blushed despite herself. "That would be Ok." she said in a quiet voice. She could just imagine Michael smiling. "Does that mean you'll do whatever I think of?" "Yes." said the pretty girl. "Ok, you're on." said Michael, "We'll get together Saturday night. From Saturday morning until Sunday morning you'll follow all of my instructions. Are you sure you're up to it?" Vicky swallowed hard. She had always had fantasized about submitting herself totally to a man but now that the opportunity was here, it mad her nervous. "Uh... Ok." she said finally her heart beating a mile-a-minute. On Saturday morning, Michael's call woke Vicky up. "Good morning sweetheart." he said "Are you still ready to follow my instructions?" "Mmmmmm" said Vicky "I'll do whatever you say Master." Michael smiled to himself. The adventure had started. "A messenger will drop off a package to you this morning. It will have your instructions in it. I'll see you later. Bye!" Vicky was left with a dial tone in her ear. The messenger arrived a half-hour later. Vicky threw on a robe and signed for the package that turned out to be a large envelope. Vicky opened the envelope and poured out the contents on her bed. Inside were a note, a key, a black silk scarf and a pair of shiny silver handcuffs. Vicky's heart skipped a beat at the sight of them. She had often imagined being tied up and helpless while a lover ravished her but this was the first time she had found a lover who had the nerve to actually do it. Vicky's hands were trembling with excitement as she picked up the note. "Hi Baby! Well the adventure has begun! I guess you're wondering what I'm going to do with these "toys". Read on and you'll find out. Here are your instructions: 1. At 4 o'clock go to the Hilton Hotel. The enclosed key is for room 213. Go directly to the room and bring the scarf and handcuffs with you. You'll find the room empty. 2. Strip completely. Remove EVERYTHING including your jewelry, watch, clothes, shoes, underwear, etc. Fold your clothing neatly. 3. Put on the blindfold and fasten it securely so that you can't see at all. 4. Fasten your hands behind your back using the handcuffs. 5. You'll be waiting for a while so sit down and make yourself comfortable. In 15 to 45 minutes of arriving you'll hear a knock at the door. Go to the door and open it. Then the adventure will really begin. Vicky was flushed and perspiring by the time she finished the note. "Whew!" This time, Michael's imagination had outdone itself. Just thought of what was going to come had Vicky dripping wet with excitement. The rest of the day passed in something of a blur. By the time Vicky had showered, eaten, done her hair and makeup and decided (after much pondering) what to wear, it was already 3 o'clock. Vicky had chosen to wear a light cotton sundress in a canary yellow that matched her blond hair. The thin cotton hugged her 35-24-36 body like a second skin. Vicky picked a pair of lacy panties and a garter belt and stockings that always made her feel sexy. The dress was backless so wearing a bra was out of the question. Vicky looked in the mirror and appraised herself. "Hmm, not bad." she murmured. Her dark nipples could just be discerned behind the thin fabric. Vicky reached up and touched her nipples and watched as the long fat nipples hardened and pushed at the light dress. In a moment of impulse, she reached down and tugged her panties down her legs and off. "There." she smiled "Perfect." By now it was 3:30, just enough time to get to the hotel. Traffic was thankfully light and Vicky pulled into the hotel parking lot at 3:55. With her "toys" in her purse, she hurried up to room 213. The key had been given fit the door perfectly and Vicky found herself in a spacious hotel room suite. With a glance at her watch, she realized she'd have to hurry. She peeled off the clothes she had taken so long to choose folded them neatly. Her watch and earrings followed them. The blindfold was next. Vicky took a deep breath as she fastened it behind her head. Now the handcuffs. It was awkward trying to fasten the cuffs behind her back but finally they were attached leaving Vicky naked, blindfolded and helpless. Gingerly, Vicky walked over to where the bed was and sat down on the corner. Her senses, it seemed, had instantaneously heightened. Every sound in the room seemed louder somehow. Immediately Vicky realized that waiting for 30 minutes or so without being able to look at a watch would be difficult. How much time had passed already? One minute? Five? Ten? What would happen when Michael knocked on the door? 'My God!', thought Vicky. What if it wasn't Michael? In fact, what if a maid walks in? Vicky imagined for a moment what she must look like. A 26 year-old attractive blond, well tanned except for the small triangular patches at her breasts and pussy with a black blindfold on and handcuffs fastening her hands behind her back. Permutations of scenario after scenario rushed through Vicky's mind one after another. One way or the other, she realized, she was helpless to do anything about it. With her heart beating madly and her pussy now wet with anticipation, Vicky waited. The more she waited, the more excited she got. When the knock at the door finally came Vicky jumped. She had become almost used to the silence of waiting alone with her own thoughts. Nervously, Vicky got to her feet. In tiny steps, so as not to bump into a wall, Vicky moved to the door. She finally arrived as the knuckles knocked again. Taking a deep breath, Vicky turned around and felt for the doorknob and turned it. The door opened slowly and Vicky took a step back. She felt more naked than she ever had in her life. 'Was it Michael?' she wondered. Whoever it was moved into the room slowly. It seemed to take an interminable long time to close the door during all of which, Vicky realized, she was totally exposed to whoever was in the hallway. Finally the door closed. Vicky felt a hand grasp her arm and move her back into the middle of the room. She was left standing as the person moved around her inspecting her. Vicky felt fingers touch her already hard left nipple and pull gently. 'Are those Michael's fingers?' Vicky blushed as the hand moved lower, feeling the wetness between her legs. Now a hand grasped her by the nape of her neck and had her bend over from the waist. When she was in the humiliating position, the hand trailed down her back to her buttocks. Vicky felt two thumbs pry apart her buttocks and hold them wide open to expose her crinkled rear opening. She had never felt so vulnerable. The hands left her and then pulled her to a standing position again. She was led over to the bed and guided onto it so that she was kneeling on the bed with her feet dangling over the edge. The strong hand was at her neck again pushing her forward until her forehead touched the bed. Her shoulders too were pushed down to dip her back more fully. She felt the hands now at her legs, moving them apart. Vicky was left in this exposed position for a couple of minutes. Each minute added to the excitement of anticipation that had been building since she had read her instructions so many hours before. Vicky heard the person moving around the room behind her and she strained to figure out what exactly he was doing. Vicky was pretty sure that it was Michael who was in the room with her but every once in a while, she thought maybe not. She listened carefully and was pretty sure that he was the only person in the room but the excitement of not knowing was making her hotter and hotter. The hands touched her buttocks again and a moment later, Vicky felt a cold sensation touch right at the center of her anus. The finger covered in cool lubricant made its way slowly into the virgin entrance. Vicky was breathing hard now. She had played with her ass before but she had never let anyone take her there and she was nervous that it was about to happen. The long finger moved gently in and out of her tight rear. Each time the finger buried itself in her rectum, she felt her toes curl up involuntarily. After a few minutes of this leisurely lubrication, the finger was withdrawn only to be replaced a moment or two later by another cool touch. The butt plug that was firmly pushed into Vicky had one large bump in the middle. Vicky squealed as it passed her sphincter to lodge the plastic intruder deep in her bottom. Vicky was left again for a few minutes to get used to the foreign object now seated firmly in her. When she was touched again it was to be brought to her feet. Vicky felt the handcuffs being removed but then her hands were immediately re-attached in front of her. Now she was placed on the bed on her back. Her hands were pulled to the head of the bed and fastened there. Vicky felt straps being fastened around her thighs and then her knees were pulled wide apart to the sides of the bed. Her feet were similarly fastened wide apart leaving her completely exposed. Vicky could feel a drip of her own juices trickle down between her buttocks to where the strange device still impaled her. The incessant hands were now at her breasts and tugging at her nipples. Despite herself, Vicky let out a moan as a hot tongue licked each nipple until it was aching tight. The pinching feeling of the clips that attached to her nipples was a surprise and for a moment, they stung. That feeling soon passed however to be replaced by a constant stimulation of the sensitive nubbins. The fingers now trailed lower and lower towards Vicky's soaking pussy. She was squirming and moaning constantly now. If only he would stick it in, I could come right now, she thought. She felt the person get up and move across the room. When he came back, the sensation at her pussy was very strange. It felt like he had spilled something on her. It was not until the razor started removing her pubic hair that she realized that the feeling had been shaving cream. Vicky was helpless to prevent the depilation of her pubis. The razor didn't stop until she was as smooth as when she had been a little girl. A wet warm cloth wiped the last of the cream from her smooth skin. Vicky gasped at the heat. With the nipple clips still pinching her and the strange butt plug in her rectum Vicky was being stimulated in ways she had never experienced before. Vicky felt the man's thumbs at her pussy pulling her lips wide apart to expose the pink flesh inside. She felt his hot breath a moment before the tip of his tongue touched her inner pussy lips. "Ohhhhh!!!" cried Vicky as the hot, wet tongue licked its way slowly up toward her hard clitoris. He blew gently on her wet clit and Vicky shivered at the sensation then, all of a sudden, her whole clitoris was sucked into his hot mouth as his tongue started to bring her over the edge. Vicky cried out again and again as she tugged desperately at her bonds. The tongue licked her again and again and then Vicky felt the fingers tugging and twisting the plug in her rear. She cried out again. She was sure she was going to go out of her mind and then she started to come. The orgasm washed over her and just when she was sure it was done, it crested again. She felt her ass clench down hard on the plastic plug lodged deep in her and that set her off again. Her whole body was thrashing on the bed under lover. When finally it was over, Vicky was exhausted. She had never, ever, in her life, been so sexually sated. She felt the blindfold being pulled off and there, as expected, was Michael. He smiled down at her still bound tightly to the bed with the ropes and straps. "Well my little slave. How do you like being submissive?" Vicky heard herself as if from a distance as she drifted off to sleep, "I'm yours Master." 50 Elizabeth's Adventure in Chicago The package arrived via Fed-Ex Friday morning. Elizabeth had been expecting it, but even so, when the Fed-Ex delivery man dropped the envelope on her desk she jumped. "Sign here please Ma'am," said the young man. Elizabeth signed for the package and, with a look over her shoulder to make sure that no one was looking, she opened it. Inside were several things; a letter, a key, a sealed envelope and an airline ticket. 'Hmmm', thought Liz, 'This time's he's outdone himself.' The 'he' she was referring to was Tom, Liz's boyfriend. In the 6 months they had been seeing each other, Liz had discovered more about excitement and her own sexuality than in the 25 years previously. Tom was always coming up with the next "adventure" for them to take on together. It had been Tom who had introduced Liz to Bondage and to the kind of games that Mom never told you about. Elizabeth was now a successful software broker and had opened up her own business selling software to large companies that needed to buy in bulk. At the office Liz was always in control and very much her own woman. To her surprise, Liz had found out that she loved being the one who was tied up, that she loved being submissive. She was always excited when Tom had 'instructions' for her. Last week, Tom had promised her an adventure of "unparalleled proportions" and to expect her instructions on Friday via messenger. Liz opened the letter to find out what she needed to do next. The letter was a short one and contained her weekend instructions. Dearest Slave Liz, You'll find enclosed all that you need to begin your "adventure". The airline ticket is to Chicago and the plane leaves at exactly 6:00pm. Don't miss it. The flight will take a little under 2 1/2 hours. The return flight, as you can see, will have you back at work on Monday morning. For your flight, you are to wear a pretty cocktail dress. It must have a hemline above your knees and I expect the fabric to be light enough that I could see through it if the light were behind you. When you get on the plane, you are to open the sealed envelope and follow the instructions inside. Do NOT open the envelope beforehand. You'll also find a key in the package I just sent you. This key is for use in Chicago. Bring it with you. I love you lots and you can expect this 'adventure' to be the best yet. Love, Tom. Liz's face was flushed and her breathing had quickened by the time she finished reading the instructions. She would have to get moving if she wanted time to go home and change before her flight. She couldn't believe that she was going to get on a flight to a strange city for a sexual escapade. By 6:00pm, Liz had managed to pull it all together. She had left the office a few minutes early and had rushed home to have a quick shower and change. The only dress she had that fit the instructions was a light yellow sundress that was strapless. It was a little out of fashion for November in Chicago, so Liz put a white sweater over it. A bra was, obviously out of the question but Liz made up for it was a garter belt and stockings and a pair of sheer lace panties. She threw some other clothes into a carry-on bag and rushed to the airport where she just made her flight. The plane left right on time and as soon as they had leveled off, Liz reached into her bag for the sealed letter. There was, thankfully, no one sitting next to her because Liz was sure that the letter would be very explicit and she would die of mortification if a stranger read it. Inside the envelope, as expected, was a letter: Dearest Slave Liz, If you have followed your instructions, you are now winging your way to Chicago where your weekend adventure will continue. Here are your instructions: First, as soon as you finish reading this, go to the plane's washroom. Once in there, remove your bra, panties and stockings. Do not masturbate. You are not allowed to masturbate until I tell you. Once you've taken off your underwear, leave it in the garbage disposal in the washroom. You won't be needing them. Next, go back to your seat. When you sit down, lift your dress so that you are sitting directly on the fabric of the seat. During the rest of the flight, write a fantasy of exactly what you'd want to happen to you in our next adventure. Make sure it is the most exciting thing you've ever thought of. When you get to Chicago, walk across from the terminal into the O'Hare Hilton. It is only a couple of minutes walk. The key I gave you is for room 310. Go directly to that room. Once there, remove the rest of your clothes and hang them up neatly. You'll find a blindfold on the bed. Put it on and then lie down on the bed, face down and spread your legs wide apart. Stay like that until you get further instructions. Your Loving Master, Tom Liz was squirming by the time she finished reading the instructions. She was sure that there was a wet spot on her dress when she got up to go to the washroom. She had to wait a moment before getting in. Inside the tiny airplane washroom, Liz had trouble trying to get undressed. Finally, she managed to get her panties and stockings off and stuffed them into the disposal chute. Liz took a long look at herself in the mirror. She knew that she was a very pretty 25 year-old. Her sandy blond hair was short and curly. Her figure was not voluptuous but she liked it. She was more like a runner, she thought. Her breasts were 35 B's and her tiny waist and trim hips showed the hours of exercise and dancing that she did on a regular basis. She took a long deep breath and left the washroom. As she moved up the aisle back to her seat, she felt very exposed. She knew that the men in their seats were looking at her and she felt like they could see right through her light cotton dress. She felt a blush hit her face as she finally sat down. She was about to do up her seat belt when she remembered the instruction about how to sit. Liz looked around her to make sure that no one could see. Everyone seemed preoccupied with whatever they were doing. As surreptitiously as possible, Liz pulled the back of her skirt up so that her now bare bottom was sitting directly on the seat. Finally, she was organized and as she looked up, she saw one of the stewardesses was looking right at her. Liz blushed a deep red as the stewardess gave her a knowing smile. Liz dropped her eyes and buckled up her seat belt. She felt the heat of her embarrassment all over her face and knew she must look like a little girl with her hand in the cookie jar. The plane was soon descending into the crowded skies around Chicago's O'Hare airport. Liz was getting more and more excited. She read her instructions again and again wondering what would happen to her once she was naked and blindfolded, lying on the bed face down. She kept herself busy writing down the fantasy that Tom had asked her for. She wrote a sizzling fantasy about being on a tropical island and being captured by natives who stripped her and subjected her to countless sexual trials. She was soaking wet by the time the plane landed and she knew that she would leave a wet spot on the seat when she got up. As soon as the airplane door opened, Liz scooted out of her seat and out of the plane, making sure her skirt was pulled down as she got up. The stewardess who had seen her pulling up her skirt was at the door and she smiled as Liz came forward. "Have a nice day Miss." said the pretty flight attendant and Liz blushed again as she thanked her. Once out of the plane and into the terminal, Liz found herself following the mass of people as they headed for the exit. She asked someone at the Car Rental counter where the O'Hare was and was told it was right across the street. Five minutes later, Liz walked into the lobby of the hotel. The elevators had her on the floor a moment later and then she was at the door of room 310. She put her key in the door and then, just as she was turning it, had a thought that maybe she wouldn't be alone! The thought had her pause but it was too late now. With a deep breath, Liz pushed the door open and walked in. Thankfully, the room was empty. The curtains were flung wide open and Liz wondered if people could see in. Certainly she could see out very clearly and the idea of taking off her clothes in such an open environment made her shudder. She wondered if she was allowed to close the curtains. She figured not. After all, the rest of the instructions had been so specific, she was sure that Tom wouldn't have forgotten something like the curtains. Liz looked around the room and couldn't find anything in the closet or anything else that said that Tom was here. In the middle of the bed, however, was a black silk blindfold. Liz took one of the closet coat hangers and went to the bathroom that was positioned right across from the closet. In the bathroom, hidden from what seemed to be the eyes of all of Chicago, she slipped out of her dress and heels. Her dress went onto the hanger and her shoes she held in one hand. She looked out for a moment from the bathroom then jumped across to the closet and put her things away. She jumped right back to the bathroom and took a good look at herself in the mirror. Her pussy was soaked, she noticed. Last month, during one of their 'adventures,' Tom had shaved off all of Liz's pubic hair and he insisted that she keep it smooth "just like a good slave." When she looked at her now puffy pussy lips, they were covered with her juices. Liz wet a hand towel and cleaned herself. In a couple of minutes she was ready. She knew all this primping was just putting off the inevitable. Taking a deep breath, she left the bathroom and scooted onto the large bed in the middle of the room. The blindfold was still there and Liz quickly pulled it on, making sure it covered her eyes completely. Then, as instructed, she lay face down and spread her legs wide apart. Lying there, not able to see, Liz started to imagine all kinds of wild things. She imagined that there were people peering into the room from the window and that she was on display just like in a zoo. She imagined that there was a video camera hidden in the corner of the room, watching everything. She imagined the stewardess from the plane coming into the room and teasing her and toying with her just like Tom did. The thoughts didn't stop and the longer she lay there, the more excited she got. When she finally heard the key in the door, she was very turned on. 'Would it be Tom?', she wondered. He had never involved anyone else in their sex games before but he had threatened to from the first time he had tied her up. The idea of being helpless to prevent someone from seeing her naked and exposed turned her on. The door opened and Liz heard someone walk into the room. She held her breath, trying to hear everything as though the sound of the footsteps would tell her that it was her lover or not. The door closed and the footsteps started walking around the room. Liz heard the sound of a bag being put down on the table then the zipper as it was opened. The footsteps carried on all around the bed, looking at her from every angle. The unmistakable click of a camera had Liz blush as pictures were taken of her in this exposing position. Finally the camera was put down and Liz heard Tom's voice for the first time. "Hi there my little slave, how are you enjoying your adventure so far?" Liz sighed with relief, "Oh God!, I had no idea if it was you or if you had found someone who would take pictures of me. " Tom laughed, "Don't talk too soon. I'm going to prepare you now for an 'examination'." Liz felt Tom's hands on her wrists as she tried to digest what he had just said. An examination?, she wondered, by who? and what would they do? Her mind was a jumble as Tom attached wrist straps to her and then pulled her hands wide apart to attach to the corners of the bed. Tom lifted her hips and pushed several doubled up pillows under her belly and then had Liz pull her knees wide apart and forward so that she was straddled on the pillows. More leather straps around her thighs and ankles made sure she would be staying in position. The effect of the pose was not lost on Elizabeth who knew that both her bare pussy lips and her anus were now fully spread and exposed. Her breasts hung below her so that just her nipples were touching the bed. The tingling touch of the bedspread on the sensitive nipples added to Liz's excitement. Finally she was ready. Tom patted her on her perfectly curved bottom, "All right Liz, you're ready for your examination. Just relax. I'll be leaving the room now, but the next person to walk in will be examining your body and your submissiveness thoroughly. Enjoy yourself." Tom chuckled as Liz heard him leave the room. Her mind was now running rampant as she imagined what might happen next. The position she was in was not only completely exposing and humiliating, she was also helpless to get out of it. She really had no choice but to submit to whatever would be done to her next. Each minute seemed like an hour to Liz but finally she heard the key in the door again. She was breathing heavily as the door opened and someone walked in. Was it a man or a woman Liz wondered. Would they be gentle with her? The door closed and Liz heard the footsteps walking all around her. Her 25-year-old body pulled at the straps holding her wrists in a vain effort to let herself free. She kept waiting for them to touch her, hoping they wouldn't and also hoping they would. The first touch of the cool fingers came at her left breast. Just the tips of the fingers as they gently grasped her nipple and tugged it away from her breast. Liz gasped. The touch had been electric. She felt her nipples stiffen and grow even longer into the fingers of the stranger. The long cool fingers rolled the nipple back and forth, teasing it and playing with it until Liz couldn't stand it any more and moaned out loud. The fingers left her nipple and just the tips of them trailed down along her ribcage, tickling her and making her squirm at the sensation. It was as though every nerve ending in Liz's body had awakened and was ready to be teased. The fingers reached Elizabeth's bottom and moved further along the side of one buttock and down the outside of her thigh. At the back of her bent knee, the fingers stroked her gently before moving to her inside thigh and starting to trail upwards. Liz was holding her breath again waiting for the hand to reach her soaking box. She felt a trickle of her own juices slide down her leg and blushed at having so revealed herself to the stranger. The maddening fingers had reached Elizabeth's pussy and she felt them stroke the outside of her smooth pussy lips. Her pussy responded to the teasing by puffing out even further and opening the hot pink interior lips to the 'examiner'. Just the tip of one finger touched the wetness inside and Liz gasped as it moved around slightly. She felt herself pushing her bottom down trying to get the fingers to touch her hard and sensitive clit but they didn't oblige. A fraction of an inch at a time, the finger pushed itself into Elizabeth, lubricating itself on her juices. Liz let out a long sigh as the finger penetrated deep inside her. The finger turned slowly then pulled out, again a fraction of an inch at a time. Liz felt the hot wet tip of the finger traveling up her crack and pause at her tiny crinkled opening. "Oh, no." She pleaded. "Not there." The stranger paid no heed to the bound woman and slowly pushed the lubricated finger deep into her bottom. Liz squirmed helplessly in her bonds. There was nothing she could do to stop this stranger from violating even her most private opening. The finger slid out and then pushed in again even deeper. Liz moaned at the feeling. Back and forth, the penetrating finger turned and touched until Liz was panting at the sensations running through her body. Finally it pulled out. Liz was left, gasping as the stranger moved from behind her to another part of the room before returning. Again Liz felt a touch at her anus. This time, the touch was cool. Liz felt the cool touch of a plastic plug as it was pressed into her. Her bottom tried to keep out the intruder but without success. Elizabeth's toes curled as the thick bulge in the middle of the plug passed inside her and her muscles pulled the rest of the plug deep into her body. The 'T' shaped handle kept the plug from disappearing into her completely and the result was that her tiny virginal anus was kept open, clenching down on the neck of the white plastic plug. Liz's breath was in short ragged breaths now. She was sure she would come any minute. The stranger stepped back. Liz heard the whistle of the leather strap through the air a split second before it exploded on her bottom. She cried out more in surprise than pain as the strap came down again and then again. She was helpless to do anything but endure as her spanking continued. She had been spanked by Tom before, but this was the first time a strap had been used on her tight bottom. The strapping left Liz's bottom hot and red. The pain only lasted a couple of minutes but the heat remained. It seemed to travel through her body, making her nipples even more hard and her pussy even more wet. With each stroke, Liz felt her ass clench down hard on the unyielding plug still inside her. The sensation seemed to go directly from her ass to her clitoris. By the time the spanking finished, Liz was trembling. She had never been so excited in her life. The stranger moved aside again and a moment later Liz felt a sensation she would remember for the rest of her life. The plug in her bottom suddenly came alive! The plug started to vibrate deep in her bottom and Liz felt the beginnings of an incredible orgasm. The door suddenly opened and Liz heard as if from a distance, the strange person leaving the room. The orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks. She cried out again and again as waves of pleasure washed over her. Her anus clamped down hard on her rectal plug and the sensation caused her to cry out again as another wave of orgasm took over. Liz trashed back and forth, pulling frantically at the leather straps that bound her. She was sure that if the pleasure didn't stop right now, she would die from it, but still it continued. She was helpless to stop it. When she was sure she couldn't come any more another orgasm hit her just as hard as the first and again she cried out. Finally, exhausted, she lay still, the rectal plug still causing her to spasm from time to time as it hummed in her bottom. The vibrations stopped quite suddenly and Liz felt her whole body relax. Fingers tugged at the silk blindfold covering her eyes and a moment later daylight poured in to reveal Tom sitting beside her. Very gently he untied her from the bed and helped her to lie down. As if in a dream, Elizabeth looked up into his eyes and smiled. "It was the best adventure ever", she said drowsily, "but I'd like to sleep now." "Yes, have a good sleep," said Tom, "because today's is only Friday and we have the whole weekend together. Wait until you see tomorrow's adventure." 51 Evelyn on an Adventure Evelyn received her instructions by courier late in the day. The envelope was a plain 8 1/2" by 11" and was marked 'Personal and Confidential.' Just seeing the package made Evelyn's knees quiver. She and her boyfriend Peter had talked last night about their next 'adventure.' Over the past few months of their steamy relationship, Evelyn had learned a lot about herself and her own sexuality. Before meeting Peter, Evelyn had thought that she was pretty knowledgeable about sex and hardly considered herself a prude. Once she and Peter had gotten together, however, Evelyn found herself doing things that she never would have dreamed of. The second time she and Peter slept together, he blindfolded her. Evelyn had never imagined how sensitive she would become when she couldn't see. Every sense seemed heightened and not knowing where she would be touched next drove her crazy. The next time, Peter, tied her to the bed and Evelyn found a depth of passion that she never imagined she could have. The games had progressed from day to day and Evelyn found herself amazed at Peter's imagination. Evelyn was surprised to discover how much she enjoyed being submissive. Last night Peter had promised that today's 'adventure' would be more outrageous than anything they had done before. "Are you ready to follow all of your instructions Ev?" he asked. Evelyn felt a shiver run down her spine as he asked. "Yes," she replied in a small voice. "Okay then, expect your instructions by messenger at your office tomorrow." Now Evelyn opened the envelope nervously... What would be asked of her, she wondered? The envelope contained one sheet with typing on one side: Instructions: 1. You are to be ready for your adventure promptly at 8:00pm. 2. You are to be wearing panties, bra, a garter belt and stockings, a light blouse that buttons down the front, a light skirt that is no lower than your knees and heels. 3. You will be picked up at your apartment at exactly 8:00pm by limousine. The driver will take you to where you need to go. He may have other instructions for you. You are to obey him as though he were me. 4. Do not take anything else with you. You will have no need of your purse or other belongings. Evelyn was dripping wet and her heart was pounding by the time she finished reading the brief instructions. The rest of the afternoon passed in a sort of blur. Evelyn couldn't seem to get her mind off of what would be happening that night. Although their games had been wild, they had always taken place in private. They had met at Evelyn's, at Peter's and once at a motel but never had Evelyn thought about someone else knowing about her submission like the limo driver. What if Peter had told the driver to have her strip for him or something like that? What would Evelyn do? Did she trust Peter? Although she was very nervous about it, Evelyn was sure that Peter would never set up things so that she would be in danger. The thought of having to obey the chauffeur and even to strip for him if he asked was, at once, frightening and incredibly exciting. By 8 o'clock, Evelyn had changed 3 times. Now she was wearing a white silk blouse and a white pleated skirt that swirled around her thighs. Ev had taken particular care with choosing her bra and panties, picking out the pink lace set that she knew Peter liked. The doorbell rang right on time and, taking a deep breath, Evelyn left her apartment and headed downstairs to start her 'adventure.' The limousine was long and black. The chauffeur was in uniform and Evelyn thought he looked stern. 'Did he really have instructions for her?' Evelyn wondered as he held the door open for her. The drive as comfortable as Evelyn imagined it would although she wasn't able to enjoy most of it. Her mind was churning wondering if the chauffeur was going to ask her to do anything and if so what and if so, when. The limousine sped across town ending up in the industrial sector and finally pulled into the entrance of a warehouse type plant. Evelyn tried to read the name on at the entrance but the car drove by too quick for her to see. Once in the entrance, Evelyn saw that the way was barred with a gate and a small building that served as a guardhouse and security checkpoint. The car stopped and the chauffeur opened the door for Ev to get out. He took her by the arm and guided her into the guardhouse. Evelyn realized that she had yet to hear the chauffeur say anything. The small building was about 15 feet square with a counter in the front. A young man in a business suit was behind the counter. "I'll take it from here John. Thank you." he said to the chauffeur. The chauffeur smiled and turned quickly and left, leaving Evelyn standing nervously in front of the strange but very attractive man. His smile was disconcerting. "Follow me Evelyn," he said. Evelyn followed him nervously to an office tucked into the back of the building. The room was bare save for a desk and chair off to the side. "Are you ready for your adventure to begin Evelyn?" asked the man. "Yes. I think so." she said. "Good. You'll be required to obey the instructions of everyone tonight and you'll experience pleasure that you've not ever experienced before. Some of the things that happen may be embarrassing but they will all add to your excitement. Now, first of all, I'd like you to strip down to your panties, garter belt, stockings and shoes. Please fold your clothes neatly and leave them on the desk." Evelyn heard the instructions as if from a great distance. The man had spoken clearly and concisely but it was the matter-of-fact tone that threw Evelyn off. She waited for a moment hoping that the man would leave the room or at least turn around but, of course, that would be hoping too much. Her fingers trembled as she reached for the top button of her blouse. The man's steady gaze didn't make it any easier as Ev removed the blouse to reveal her pink bra and then let the skirt drop in a puddle at her feet. Evelyn reached back and undid the clasp to her bra. She held it for a long moment, preserving the last of her modesty and then, taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and pulled the lacy garment from her. Evelyn opened her eyes and looked up at the man looking at her. He was smiling slightly. It suddenly occurred to Ev that she it had not even occurred to her to turn her back on the man. "Fold your clothes and put them on the desk Evelyn." Evelyn did as she was told. When she had neatly put all her things on the desk, the man came forward. "Turn around please and put your hands behind your back." Evelyn felt the cool clasp of handcuffs squeeze her wrists as they were fastened behind her. The man took the now helpless girl by the arm and led her out of the back room to the door. Evelyn felt a stab of panic as he led her to the outside door. She found it difficult to catch her breath but the man didn't hesitate. A moment later Evelyn found herself out in the dark parking lot half naked. It was the most bizarre experience she had ever had. Here she was, completely topless with her hands fastened behind her back, being led in the open by a stranger to a warehouse where she knew that further indignities would be thrust upon her. Despite herself, she noticed that she had become very wet and even though the evening air was cool, she felt very warm. Evelyn's long brown nipples stood out in the cool night air until they were aching. The man led her into the warehouse through a side door and brought her right to the middle of a large concrete floor. The inside of the warehouse was completely blacked out except for a single spotlight in the middle of the floor. Evelyn was brought to the pool of light and led right to the middle of it. Evelyn took a moment to look around but outside of the few feet where she stood the entire room was black. Suddenly Evelyn felt her panties being tugged downward. The man had grasped her pink panties and quickly slid them down her thighs to her ankles. "Step out of them," he said. Now Evelyn was completely naked except for her garter belt and stockings. "I want you to stand absolutely still now." said the man. Obediently, Evelyn stayed where she was as the man moved off to the side. She heard him moving about for the moment and she wondered what he was doing. A moment later, her question was answered as he wheeled in what looked like a railing on wheels. On closer examination the contraption turned out to be a bar padded with leather that was at about waist height and was approximately 4 feet wide. It was positioned on a solid metal base that had wheels on it. Evelyn could see straps coiled carefully at the base of the bar. The man moved Evelyn up to the bar so that the top of her thighs were touching the cool leather. "Spread your legs Evelyn." she was told. Obediently, Evelyn opened her feet about a foot. The man chuckled. "Much, wider if you please." Evelyn spread her feet as far as she could and, as a result, found her already wet pubis pressed against the leather bar. Evelyn felt straps being fastened around her ankles and then attached to the base of the bar thus trapping her feet in the wide-open stance she had taken. Her handcuffs were removed and straps were fastened in their place. The man moved around to in front of the pretty girl and smiled at her. "Bend over the bar Evelyn." Evelyn leaned forward and the man pulled her hands wide apart to fasten them near her ankles. The helplessness of the position was not lost on Evelyn. She had never felt so vulnerable and exposed before. She heard the man moving around her and as he came into view, she blushed, realizing that her very wet pussy and her bottom were completely exposed to him. The position had even spread her buttocks apart to show him her crinkled anus. The man, whose name Evelyn didn't even know moved out of sight for a minute then returned to stand right behind her. Evelyn couldn't see what he was doing but a moment later she felt it as his forefinger touched her bottom. The cold feel of Vaseline was unmistakable. The tip of the finger teased the opening for a moment before sliding firmly, deeply into her rectum. Evelyn gasped at the sensation. Before meeting Peter, she had never imagined that her ass could give her any pleasure. The first time he had teased her there, she had tried to stop him but he had been insistent. Now, she knew that she loved a finger in her bottom when he went down on her. Also, their dominance/submission games had often included some kind of play with her bottom and she had come to know the feel of an anal plug in her bottom while bound. Being penetrated by this stranger, however, was completely different. She felt like she was exposing her most intimate secrets to this man. The finger left her and a moment later, the tip of a butt plug pushed into her. The thickest part of the plug was pushed past her sphincter and Evelyn gasped again as her rectal muscles pulled the plug into her until the 'T' handle was tight against her anus. The man gave her bottom a little pat and moved to the side again. A moment later, Evelyn felt the sting of a belt striking her buttocks as the man began to strap her. The belt descended again and again until her bottom was hot and pink. Being spanked sexually was something else that Peter had introduced her to and just like with Peter, as the spanking continued, she got more and more aroused. The man put the strap aside and moved around to her front. Evelyn felt him unfasten her wrists and pull her to a standing position. A rope was dangling in front of her and her wrist straps were attached to it. The man moved to the side and the rope was pulled upward to the ceiling until Evelyn was stretched up on her tiptoes. The position pulled her 36B breasts tight against her chest and made her usually long nipples seem twice as big as they stuck out from her body. The man moved back in front of her and pulled the bar away to leave her standing there. He reached up and squeezed her nipples tightly, pulling them out from her body until she moaned at the feeling. Now he reached down for a jar of something that had been on the floor. Dipping into the jar with two fingers, he pulled out a pink lotion that he now spread on her nipples and the surrounding areolae. His hand moved lower and felt the wetness of her pussy, lightly covered with sandy brown hair. The fingers dipped back in the jar and then slid down to Evelyn's puffed out pussy lips. The lotion was slid along her wetness from the plug in her anus to just below her clitoris. Evelyn was feeling more turned on now than ever and to make matters worse, she realized that the lotion now on her nipples and pussy was getting warmer. She started to squirm in her bonds, pulling at the leather straps holding her, becoming more and more desperate to touch her breasts and pussy. The touch of the vibrator at her pussy was unexpected and it was already in her couple of inches before she noticed. The long vibrating dildo slid slowly all the way into her pussy until she was filled up. A strap attached to the base held the vibrating dildo deep in her body. Evelyn thought she would go out of her mind. The multiple sensations going through her body were beyond anything that had ever happened. The lotion on her nipples had tightened them even more than they had been. Evelyn wished that the man would touch them or squeeze them or pull them or even strap them but he did not. The same lotion on her pussy lips felt like heat was being applied directly to that sensitive part of her. She felt both the vibrator in her pussy and the plug in her bottom but they both felt like they reached right up into her chest to fill her entire body. Evelyn felt the beginnings of her orgasm start deep in her body and move outward. She cried out and pulled hard at both her wrists and her ankles as her whole body convulsed and shook. She was desperate to push at something but there was nothing. She felt her anus clamp down hard on the unyielding plug in her rear and the sensation set off another wave of pleasure. She shook again and again until she was weak. Finally the man moved forward to pull the vibrator from her. Evelyn was hanging weakly in her bonds with her head lying forward on her chest. As she finally found the strength to look up, she saw that the lights in the warehouse had been turned on. To her shock, Evelyn saw that they were not alone. About 10 feet in front of her, there were 15 chairs all filled with strange people. All looking at her. Evelyn looked wildly from face to face seeing their smiles and appreciating looks. The last person on the left was Peter. Seeing him had a calming effect on her. At once she remembered that she was safe. Looking around again, she remembered her own nakedness and the spectacle she had just put on. She blushed crimson as she watched these fully clothed men and women watching her body. A cold spray of water suddenly hit her from behind. The man who had been toying with her all this time was now hosing her down with a common garden hose. Evelyn was helpless to do anything about it as the man walked around her effectively cooling her off. When he was done, she was soaked from head to toe and also, quite refreshed. Her ankles were released and Evelyn brought her feet together then the rope pulling her toward the ceiling was released and Evelyn was allowed to lower her hands. She was left standing there for a moment while the man moved again to the side. This time, he wheeled a low leather padded table to the center of the room. Evelyn was told to lie back on the table and within moments was again fastened, this time in an even more exposing position. Her hands were tied to the top of the table and the straps at her ankles were moved up her legs until they were firmly tightened around her thighs just above her knees. The straps were pulled up and to the side thus levering her thighs wide apart and spreading her outer pussy lips to expose the wet pink interior. The position also exposed her bottom displaying the white plastic 'T' of the anal plug still lodged firmly in her rear. Evelyn was left like this for several minutes getting steadily more and more excited. Knowing that the strangers watching her could see right between her legs made Evelyn even hotter. Evelyn looked up to see her tormentor approach with another type of vibrator. He started touching her all over with the tantalizing wand, first her lower thighs and her feet then moving up to her tight nipples and her belly. He stroked her swollen pussy lips but carefully avoided her clitoris. Amazingly Evelyn found herself getting turned on again. She felt her own juices start to trickle down the crevice between her buttocks and she knew that her pussy lips were now blossoming out even more than they had up until now. Evelyn couldn't hold in the long moan that now came to her lips. She started to squirm in her bonds. Her feet, which had been left untied, kicked back and forth and the strangers observing her watched her toes curl each time the vibrating wand touched her body. 'What next?' thought Evelyn who was quickly being brought to another fever pitch by the strange man. The vibrator was turned off and Evelyn was left quivering in anticipation of what was to come next. Evelyn was so hot that she couldn't stand it any more. She heard herself begging for release begging to be touched begging to be allowed an orgasm. Suddenly Evelyn felt a sensation between her legs that was unlike anything she had ever had before. She lifted up her head to look down and saw to her horror a dog licking her there. The rough rasp of the animal's tongue was making long licks from her ass through her soaking pussy and across her over-sensitive clitoris. Evelyn didn't have the time to be disgusted or to think about anything other than the sensations running through her body. Each time the rough tongue of the dog dragged across the tiny sensitive bud of her clit, Evelyn cried out. She was sure she was about to go crazy. She thrashed as she pulled at the straps holding her firmly to the table. This time her orgasm seemed to take over her whole body. She cried out again and again and at one time she was sure she passed out only to come to again still thrashing and crying with pleasure. The orgasm seemed to go on for ages until it was finally over. When finally she could breathe again, the room was empty except for the strange man who had brought her to the most intense orgasms she had ever had. He gently removed the rectal plug and then untied her. She was handed her blouse and skirt and was helped to her feet. The man led her out of the now empty building and back to the guardhouse where it had all started. The limousine was waiting with the chauffeur holding the door open. Evelyn turned to the man and asked her first question of him. "What's your name?" The man smiled. "Robert. you'll be meeting me again I am sure." Evelyn turned and stepped into the limousine. Waiting for her was her boyfriend Peter and Evelyn let herself fall into his comforting arms. Peter held up a videotape. "I have it all here from the moment you stepped into the guardhouse. You were incredible Ev. Did you like it?" "Oh yes," murmured Evelyn. It was the most exciting thing that has ever happened to me." Peter looked down at her and realized that she had already dropped into a well-deserved sleep. 52 The Hotel Room Adventure I have been in the hotel for an hour when I finally hear the phone ring. "Hi." It is your voice at last. I can picture the wicked grin on your face as you speak. "Are you ready for your adventure?" "Yes." I say. I wonder what you have up your sleeve this time. "Ok, Good. Will you follow all of my instructions?" "Yes." "Fine. I want you to strip completely right now. Put down the phone and pick it up again when you're completely naked." It only takes me a few moments. I feel strange, silly standing here without anything on and my cock stiffens as I pick the phone up. "Okay, I'm completely naked." "Good boy. Now I want you to follow my instructions exactly. First of all I want you to peek outside your door to the room across from you # 432. Make sure you can see the key in the door. Do that now then come back." I put down the phone and go to my door. Tentatively I open it an inch protecting my modesty by peering around the edge of the door while keeping my body hidden. Across the hall I can see the door to room 432 and, stuck in the keyhole, as though forgotten there, is the room key. A moment later, I'm back on the phone. "Okay I can see the key." "Good, now I want you to take your key and put it in your own door's keyhole then I want you to walk across the hall completely nude and go into room 432. When you get in there go right to the corner of the room that's empty and kneel there with your nose in the corner and wait for instructions. Do that now." With a click, you break the connection, leaving me trembling with a dead phone in my hand. The thought of walking across the hall stark naked even for a moment has left me shaken and yet despite the embarrassment I know I'll experience, I am also extremely excited. My cock has become rock hard. Never mind the trip across the hall, what will be waiting for me in the next room? Again I tentatively move to the door. Opening it slowly, I poke my head out into the corridor to make sure the coast is clear. Thankfully, the hallway seems deserted. I reach around to the front of my door and put my key into the slot. Another quick look to the left and right to check for anyone and then comes the moment of truth. I take a deep breath and then scurry out of my room, pulling the door behind me. Bare-ass naked, I jump across the corridor which suddenly seems 50 yards wide and scuttle into room 432. As the door closes behind me I am breathing hard and my heart is beating a mile-a- minute. I move into the room slowly. It looks like a carbon copy of the one I just left. I can see your black nylon bag lying on the bed. It contains plenty of toys, I am sure. My fear of finding a stranger in the room is unfounded and I start to breath a little easier. There is only one corridor not filled with furniture and I see a towel folded neatly where I am expected to kneel. There is a towel folded neatly there. I follow my instructions and kneel with my nose pressed into the corner. It is several minutes wait and I find myself unable to think about anything but what will happen next. Will you be alone? What will you do with me? The phone's ring startles me and I jump up to answer it. "Hello?" "Hello," you chuckle, "Did you enjoy your stroll across the hall?" I give a little embarrassed laugh, "It was certainly exciting." "Mmmm good. What's going to happen next will be too. I want you to open the nylon bag on the bed and take out everything in there. I reach out and pull the bag to me. Inside are a blindfold, a small butt plug, a tube of KY jelly and a pair of shiny handcuffs. My cock twitches at the sight. "Okay, I have everything out in front of me." "Good. Now put down the phone and lubricate the plug and yourself and get that plug into you." My breathing quickens as I follow the instructions. The plug is a comfortable size once inserted but the thick bulge in the middle has me gasp as I push it in. "Okay, it's in." I tell you. "Good boy. Now you should take the blindfold and put it on. Tell me when you can't see anything." The black silk scarf goes on quickly and I find the loss of my sense of sight to be even more exciting. "It's on." "Fine, now put the phone down on the night table and handcuff your hands behind you." Once the handcuffs are on, I have to I have to bend down to get my mouth near the phone. "I'm handcuffed now." "You've been a very good boy so far. Once I hang up I want you to hang up the phone then go to the end of the bed and get into your submissive position there. Stay that way until you're told otherwise. The phone clicks off abruptly. It takes a couple of tries to get the phone back on its cradle with my eyes blindfolded and my hands attached behind my back but finally I manage. Taking small steps so as not to bump into anything, I work my way down to the end of the bed and get up on it. I kneel down with my feet dangling over the edge of the bed and my knees well apart. I lay my head down on the bedspread thus leaving my bottom up and exposed spread open like and offering. For several minutes nothing happens and again I am left with my own fantasies. I am truly helpless now, in another room, no clothes at all with my hands handcuffed behind me. I wait patiently, not even able to touch my cock which I can feel is rock hard and throbbing as it hangs below me. I hear the click of the door as it opens and then someone moves into the room. My hearing has become more acute since being blindfolded. I hear the rustle of movement as the person walks around taking a good look. Is there only one person? My ears strain for the sounds of someone else but I can't hear anyone. Is it you? I wonder. I hear the movement right behind me now as the person stops. I try to put myself in their perspective. They have a perfect view of my spread buttocks and my anus filled as it is with the white plastic plug. Beneath the plug, my balls and cock hang helplessly. I blush as I think about how exposed I am. The sudden touch on the plug seated deep into me has me gasp involuntarily. The gentle tug on the plug becomes more insistent, pulling the plastic backward. With firm pressure, I feel the thick part of the plug slide out of me a fraction of an inch at a time. When only the narrow tip of the plug is still inside me the fingers stop. I am trembling with excitation. It is as though we are suspended in time. The tip of the plug holds me open teasingly. With a sudden motion, the hand thrusts the plug in, forcing it deeply into me. I can't help moaning out load as the plug penetrates my bottom. "Mmmmm," you chuckle "Like that?" I am panting with the sensation of the plug now once again seated deep in my body. At least I know it's you. I feel your hands stroking my buttocks and then glide down to cup my cock and balls. You give my balls an authoritative squeeze before moving away. I hear you move behind me. I hear the click of a camera as you take pictures of my from various angles. I can't help blushing again. One of your hands comes to rest on the small of my back and grasps my handcuffed wrists. "You're going to be spanked now." you say and a moment later, the sharp sting of a ping-pong paddle strikes my bottom. The paddling is fast and furious, leaving me gasping for breath with my buttocks hot and red before you pause. I hear you click more pictures of my now red bottom. The camera is put down and now I feel you move onto the bed in front of me. A moment later your grasp my hair with both hands and pull my face into your shaved and very wet pussy. "Lick it!" you command and I obediently stick my tongue out to like your smooth pussy lips and the hard nubbin of your clitoris. You come very quickly, crying out again and again as the orgasm runs through you. I am left with my face covered in your juices as you get up. You grasp one of my arms and pull me to my feet on the floor. "Spread your legs." you order. I feel your hot mouth descend on my cock. One of your hands reaches between my legs and grasps my balls, leaving me with no illusions about who is in control here. The other hand moves further between my legs to hold the plastic plug still lodged firmly in my rectum. You start to twist and push at the plug pushing my dick harder into your mouth. I'm not able to hold out for long with the sensations running through my body. My hot bottom and the twisting, moving plug are driving my crazy but your tongue drives me over the edge. I feel my balls tighten as my orgasm starts. Sensing that I'm close, you push my plug deep into me. My cock explodes and I cry with pleasure as my jism spurts into your open mouth. I'm squirming, trying to escape the exquisite sensation but your hold on me is relentless. It is only when you have milked the last drop of cum from my and I am hanging my head in exhaustion that you let me free. My handcuffs and blindfold are removed and you stand to give me a hug and a kiss. "Go get cleaned up." you say as you push me into the bathroom. When I have cleaned myself, I come out of the bathroom with a contented smile on my face. I start to chuckle at the sight. You are completely naked with a blindfold on and your wrists handcuffed behind you. You're kneeling in the corner of the room with your nose in the corner. As you hear me walk into the room you say, "I'm ready for my adventure now Master." 53 Jeffery's Visit to San Francisco It was 2:15 when the plane starting making its descent into San Francisco airport. Jeffrey had been thinking about landing all day, all week in fact. He expected that who would be meeting him was his friend and sometime Mistress Sally. Sally and Jeffrey's sex games had been exciting and all too few as far as Jeffrey was concerned. Each time one or the other had assumed a submissive role and the resulting "Adventures" were the realization of fantasies that most people never even imagine. This time it was Jeffrey's turn to obey his Mistress. Sally had given him specific instructions the evening before. He was not to play with himself until she allowed it, he was to remove his underwear during the flight and be naked under his jeans and he was to bring a small butt plug that she promised would be used on him while he was with her. The flight landed smoothly and Jeffrey grabbed his carry on bag, the only one he had brought with him. Sally was waiting at the gate. "Hi!" she called as he exited the jetway. Sally ran up to him and gave him a big hug. It had been months since they'd seen each other last. "Have you got any bags that we need to wait for?" asked Sally. "Nope." "Ok then, let's go." Sally led Jeffrey out of the building and next door to the parking lot where her car was waiting. "We'll be going for a little drive." she said with a mischievous smile and pulled out of the parking lot onto the highway. The pair had lots to talk about and the first 10 minutes of the drive was taken up with small talk as they caught up on the news. Sally had maneuvered herself onto the freeway and Jeffrey had been so caught up in the conversation that he hadn't even noticed that they weren't heading for the heart of the city. He had just started looking for direction signs to get an idea of where they were going when Sally took the opportunity to pull off into a Rest Area. She parked the car in an empty spot at the end of the parking lot and then turned to Jeffrey. "All right, it's time for your adventure to start. Did you follow all of my instructions?" Jeffrey felt his cock stiffen as she asked him this simple question. "Yes" he replied. "Good get out of the car and into the back seat please." Jeffrey did as he asked. In the back seat was a folded sheet that he had to move over to sit down. "Now I'd like you to remove your shoes, socks and pants." Jeffrey looked around nervously as he reached down to undo his shoes. Although no one was in sight, removing his clothes in such a public place made him feel very exposed. By the time he had removed his pants, his cock had grown rock hard and was sticking straight up. Sally smiled at the sight. "I'm glad to see that you didn't wear your underpants as instructed. It might have been embarrassing for you to be spanked right here." Jeffrey certainly agreed with her. Sally now reached back and handed Jeffrey a sleeping mask. The simple blindfold was the kind handed out in First Class on airlines on long flights. "Put this on if you please." Jeffrey felt even more exposed without being able to see. "Very good now lie down on the seat and you can use the sheet to cover your lower half." Jeffrey sighed a sigh of relief as he was allowed to cover his nakedness. "We'll be driving for a while so make yourself comfortable." said Sally as she started the car. The small talk continued after a while and for the next hour or so the two friends just enjoyed being with each other. Jeffrey had almost forgotten his compromising position as he felt the car slow and curve as Sally took an exit from the freeway. 'Where are we?' wondered Jeffrey. The car turned from side to side through a number of streets for several minutes and then Jeffrey felt a bump as Sally finally pulled into what must have been a driveway. Jeffrey heard Sally get out of the car and heard her footsteps as she walked around to the rear passenger door. The door opened and suddenly Jeffrey felt the sheet being pulled from him. "Sit up Jeffrey." Jeffrey sat up in the back seat. His hands dropped to his lap concealing his now raging hard on. "Take off your shirt now." she said. A moment later Jeffrey was completely naked. Without being able to see, he was very nervous. Was he, in fact, in a driveway or in the middle of a crowded parking lot? He had no way of knowing. Sally took Jeffrey's arm and helped him from the car. The asphalt under his feet felt strange and accentuated his nakedness. Again he felt his hands move naturally in front of him to hide his prick. Sally laughed. "That will never do." she said as she pulled his hands behind him. Jeffrey felt the familiar click of handcuffs as she fastened his wrists behind him. Next Jeffrey felt Sally's hands at his crotch as she tied a long pink ribbon around his cock and balls. Taking the end of the ribbon in one hand she led him forward slowly by tugging gently at the ribbon. Jeffrey felt himself blush as she led him off the asphalt and onto cool grass. Jeffrey was led forward several more feet. "Up two stairs now Jeffrey." said Sally. Jeffrey felt the stairs with his feet and lifted himself up the stairs and into a building, a house he figured. Sally led him forward through one room and into a carpeted room before stopping. "On your knees now and in your submissive position." she said. Jeffrey dropped to his knees and spread them wide apart. He leaned forward until his head was touching the carpet and waited for his next instruction. He was left for a minute or two and then he heard the click of a camera as his picture was taken. Pictures were taken of him from every angle. Finally the pictures stopped and Jeffrey sensed someone standing behind him. 'Was it Sally?' he wondered. The cool touch of a fingertip covered in Vaseline made him gasp despite himself. The finger toyed with his anus, running around in circles and over the center of the sensitive opening. Finally it paused centered directly on the middle of his puckered anus. Jeffrey held his breath wondering what was next. The finger pushed slightly just opening his anus slightly but not even penetrating. It stayed there for a full minute just turning slightly. Suddenly the finger plunged deep into him all the way to the third knuckle and held itself deep in him. Jeffrey gasped out loud at the exquisite sensation. Her heard a chuckle from off to the side, it was Sally. "He seems to like that doesn't he?" Another woman's voice answered from behind Jeffrey. "He sure does. I like it too." Jeffrey felt a blush hit his face that was thankfully hidden by the carpet. He flushed a deep red at the humiliation of being exposed like this. The finger in his rear was now moving. The mystery woman moved it in and out slowly, finger fucking his rear. Finally, she decided that he was well enough lubricated and next he felt the tip of the anal plug he had brought with him. The plug was not too large and the only uncomfortable part of it was the widest ridge as it passed into his sphincter. His anus pulled at the intruded as the thick bulge passed into him and was firmly lodged with four inched imbedded in his rectum and the wide base sticking obscenely out. "I guess it's time for his spanking." said the strange woman. "Here's the paddle." answered Sally. The paddling with the ping-pong paddle was fast and furious and left Jeffrey wit a bottom that was burning hot. "Up now Jeffrey." said Sally as she helped Jeffrey up onto his knees. The handcuffs were removed and Jeffrey automatically moved his hands in front of him. "Hands behind your neck." said Sally and Jeffrey moved to obey. More pictures were taken both in front of his stiff organ still tied with the pretty pink ribbon and from behind of his now red bottom. Every few minutes Jeffrey was touched somewhere. Either a tug on the ribbon or the plug was pushed, pulled or twisted in his sensitive bottom. Each touch caused him to moan involuntarily. The teasing and photographs went on for about ten minutes. Finally it stopped. "On your feet Jeffrey." said the strange woman. A tug on his ribbon led him across the room again. Taking him by the arm the woman led him right into the corner where she told him to stay without moving. With a final twist of the plastic plug, the woman walked back to the center of the room. Jeffrey heard a couple more pictures of him in this humiliating position. He was left there for ten minutes or so without being able to hear much as the women had moved to another part of the house. Finally, Jeffrey heard footsteps approaching. "Come with me Jeffrey." said Sally. She took him by the arm and led him back to the center of the room. Sally pulled him forward until he felt the back of a leather sofa touch his thighs. "Legs apart please." she said. Jeffrey spread his legs and felt leather cuffs being attached to his ankles. The cuffs were quickly attached to the sofa legs. Now Sally pushed him forward so that he was bent over the sofa from behind. Leather cuffs were attached to his wrists and then to straps going to the front legs of the sofa. Jeffrey's head was resting on the sofa cushion. He realized that the position made his bottom particularly vulnerable and exposed and he wasn't surprised to hear more pictures being taken. Fingers on his anal plug tugged gently then started to tease the plug out of him. It would be pulled out an inch then left to slide back in slowly. As the thick part of the plug stretched his anus, the fingers held it there, teasing him. Finally the plug was pulled fully from him leaving Jeffrey gasping. A finger replaced the plug covered with lubricant. It moved in and out slowly adding a little more lubricant to leave him slippery and ready for whatever was next. The touch of plastic at his rear made Jeffrey think that it was his plug again but this felt different. As the object was pressed into his tight opening, he realized with horror that this was an enema nozzle. Surely he wasn't going to get an enema with a stranger watching! Sally obviously had other ideas and Jeffrey was helpless to prevent them. He felt the hard cool nozzle as it made its way relentlessly deep into his bottom. The gurgle of water as the clamp was released came a moment later. As the water filled his bowels Jeffrey blushed yet again. This was very embarrassing. The enema was not long and not large and a moment later, Jeffrey's plug made sure he would not have an 'accident' as it was pushed back into him. The straps holding his wrists and ankles were released and Jeffrey's wrists were re attached behind his back. With one woman on either side, he was led from this room into the bathroom where he was manipulated into place and bent over so that his ass was positioned over the toilet. Sally reached around and grasped his plug. She pulled it slowly from him and then let him sit down to release the enema. To Jeffrey's further embarrassment, the women didn't leave, but stayed to watch as he performed this most intimate of acts with them. Finally Sally released his wrist cuffs and let him clean himself. Once complete, Jeffrey was led back into the other room. The two women had him lie on his back on a raised table and then proceeded to tie his hands above his head and his kneed wide apart. His cock, still imprisoned by the pink ribbon was rock hard. Jeffrey heard the sound of a vibrator starting then a second one. The touch of the vibrator tip at his anus had him jump at the sensation. The vibrator was moving constantly, first all around his anus then pressing firmly into his now clean rectum. A second vibrator started on his prick. Jeffrey knew he couldn't hold out much longer. With a cry, he began cumming, spurting his come up onto his chest. He tugged at his bonds as he tried to reach himself. While the vibrators continued to tease his orgasm from him, two mouths descended on first his chest then his still hard prick to lick the come from him. The sensation of two tongues running up and down his cock had Jeffrey spasm again as he trashed in his bonds. Finally, it was over. The girls let him up and Jeffrey was helped to dress. He was still in a daze as they led him outside and into the car. Five minutes later, Sally pulled the sleeping mask from him and he saw daylight for the first time in hours. They were, by now, back on the freeway. Sally was smiling. "Whew!" said Jeffrey, "That was the most incredible thing that ever happened to me. Who was that woman?" "You'll never know." chuckled Sally. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself. I don't know what you've got planned for me tonight in San Francisco, but I can't wait to see you top this." Jeffrey laughed. "It's going to be a pleasure trying." 54 Training Camp for Submissives To say that Alexis was nervous was an understatement. Alex had been on edge and excited non-stop for almost a week now. Ever since her boyfriend Chuck had proposed the latest in their series of "adventures". This time was the wildest thing Alex had ever imagined. Last Friday, Chuck had suggested taking her submissive sexual nature to the next level. They had experimented with bondage and other such games for months and Alex had found that there was a side of her that she never knew existed. When Chuck tied her up, she became more passionate than she ever thought she could. Just the idea of being tied up and restrained, turned her on to the point that she couldn't sit still. Each time they played this way, Chuck's fertile imagination served to surprise her with something new, some new limit or game that embarrassed her and teased her but always brought her to new heights. This time, however, Chuck had surprised even her. The adventure, Chuck had explained, would involve Alexis going to a special "camp" where dominant and submissive lovers went. At this camp, Alex would have to be submissive in front of others and would be "trained" at least in part by someone else. Being tied up in front of a stranger wasn't, in itself, new. Several weeks before Chuck had shocked Alex by having her bound and blindfolded at home while a friend of his was there. Alex had gone wild with excitement at the humiliation of being stripped and exposed to a strange man. She had since tried without success to have Chuck tell her who it was. Going to a "camp," though, was an altogether different story. Alex tossed the idea back and forth but what finally convinced her is that every time she thought about it, she got soaking wet. Chuck made the necessary calls and Alex waited nervously all week for her "instructions". They came by courier on Wednesday to her office. The nondescript envelope had no return address just a P.O box but Alex knew right away what it was. The envelope contained a single sheet of instructions. She was to be at the corner of 1st Street and 20th Avenue at precisely 1:00pm on Saturday. She was to bring no personal effects including identification or money. She was to dress as though to go to a casual party. Slacks or pants were not allowed. A Minibus would pick her up at that location exactly on time. If she was even a minute late, she would not be picked up as the bus would not wait. She was told that she would be returned by the same bus in exactly one week to the same location. Finally, she was told that from the time of receipt of this letter until her arrival at the "camp," she was not to pleasure herself sexually in any way including by masturbating. The rest of the week passed in a blur as Alex got ready to take a week off from work. Before she knew it, Saturday morning had arrived and she was trying to get ready. A shower started the day followed by the difficult task of deciding what to wear. Alex studied the letter a hundred times, perhaps hoping that by reading it yet again, it would give some clue as to what she should do or what she would experience. She tried on outfit after outfit. At one point, she was completely naked and caught a look of herself in the mirror. 'Not bad.' she said to her image. Alexis was tall and slender but she knew that her body was in great shape. Her blond hair was short and curly, stopping just before her shoulders. Her breasts were firm 35B's and she knew that Chuck particularly loved her dark and unusually long nipples. But it was her ass that was her best feature. Firm, perfectly curved and with buttocks that opened invitingly whenever she bent over. 'I should just go like this.' she laughed to herself. Finally, Alex decided on something simple. She pulled on a white silk blouse and her blue skirt. A lacy bra and matching panty set and her blue heels finished off the outfit. She debated over and over about hose. Her garter belt and stockings seemed to be too "sluttish" on her and pantyhose didn't seem appropriate at all. Finally, she decided to do without. Her long tanned legs didn't really need hose anyway. Keeping one eye on the clock, Alex downed a quick meal then got ready to go. Just in case it got cooler, she pulled a white cardigan around her shoulders. As the door to her apartment closed, Alex realized that her adventure was underway. As instructed, she had no personal effects with her, not even her keys. Chuck would have to let her into her apartment next week. Alex arrived at the appointed corner a full fifteen minutes early and waited for her bus to arrive. It was right on time. The white minibus had dark tinted windows that Alex couldn't see into but she was sure it was for her. It stopped right in front of her and the door opened. "Alexis Steerling?" asked the driver. "Yes," said Alex. "Get in." Alex climbed into the bus and sat down. To her surprise, there were two other women already in the bus looking as nervous as she felt. They were both about her age, in their late twenties and both very pretty. "Hello." said Alex. The bus picked up two more women on its routed before heading out of town. They had been on the freeway for about 20 minutes when the driver pulled off to a rest area. Despite the hundreds of questions that the young girls had, the ride had been remarkably quiet. Almost as though talking between themselves might not be allowed. The driver pulled the bus to a stop and turned around. "You will all be blindfolded from this point on so that the location of the camp will be kept a secret." Passing out black silk scarves, he instructed them to cover their eyes and to make sure that they couldn't see. The punishment for disobeying, he told them would be an immediate return for all of them to the city. There was no disagreement and Alex found herself even more excited by being blindfolded. The balance of the ride took another 20 minutes before Alex felt the bus begin to bump along a gravel road. The driver told them that they could now remove their blindfolds as they were already on the camp property. The bus pulled through several more turns and finally came across a pretty field, with several buildings surrounding it. The area looked like it might once have been a summer camp for kids, which in fact it had years before. Waiting in front of the largest building was a tall man and the bus stopped right in front of him. The girls piled out of the bus and the man directed them right through a door into a waiting room. Once they were all inside he told them to wait patiently and that they would be called one by one and given instructions on entering the facility itself. He closed the door effectively shutting them into the room which was well lit but windowless. There were couches along the walls, and a water fountain as well as a washroom for their convenience. Alex waited nervously with the other wondering what would happen next. Suddenly an intercom clicked and they all heard the voice of a soft-spoken woman. "Margaret Patterson, please go through the open door at the end of the room." The tall brunette jumped as she heard her name called. All the other girls watched as she moved toward a door that had opened all by itself at the far end of the room. Alex peeked past the open door but all she could see was a short corridor that seemed to turn several feet later. It was about 20 minutes before the next girl was called. The first girl had not returned and Alex wondered what exactly happened beyond the door. She and the two remained women waited for their turn to find out. The wait seemed to last forever but was, in fact only about 25 minutes. "Alexis Steerling please go through the open door at the end of the room." said the voice suddenly. Alex felt her palms become sweaty as she stood and made her way toward the open door. As she walked through the door, it closed behind her closing her off from the waiting room. "Please move forward Miss Steerling." said the voice. Alex walked along the corridor, which made a sharp left turn. Ahead of her was a partly open door and beyond it was a small room that was only partly lit. Alex walked slowly into the room and as she did so the door closed behind her. As the door closed, bright lights turned on overhead and the room was suddenly over bright. Alex squinted as she looked around her. Every wall in the small 6' by 6' room was covered in a mirror. Even the ceiling was mirrored. At the side of the room was a low table. "Good afternoon Miss Steerling, your training is about to begin. Please follow all of your instructions completely and without hesitation. We'll start with your shoes. Please remove them and place them on the table. Alex stepped out of the high heels and put the shoes neatly on the table. The floor was hard wood and was cool against her bare feet. "Very good, please also remove your watch and any jewelry and place them on the table also. This will all be returned to you when you leave." Alex pulled off her watch and earrings and left them on the table beside her shoes. "Now the blouse please Alexis." said the voice. Alex's hands were trembling slightly as she reached down for the buttons on her silk blouse. All the mirrors around her made her feel very exposed as she could see herself from several directions as she undid the buttons and uncovered the lacy bra underneath. Once the blouse was safely folded on the table, Alex waited for the next instruction but there was silence for a moment. Alex had the distinct sensation of being examined and reflexively, she crossed her hands over her chest. "The bra next, if you please." said the voice suddenly. Alex froze. Now she was sure that she was being watched. She had the image of each of these reflections being a one-way mirror with dozens of people watching her strip. In fact, that was not far from the truth. The mirrors were of the one-way variety and not only were there several people watching Alex from a couple of feet away, but a video camera was recording her embarrassment in complete detail. Alex's hands moved slowly behind her to reach for the clasp of the bra. In front of her she saw how her movement thrust her breasts out as though on display. With the clasp undone, she quickly pulled the garment from her and put it on the table and then returned her hands protectively across her chest. "Very good Alexis. Now please clasp your hands behind your head with your elbows well back." Alex closed her eyes for a moment as she did as she was asked. The position not only exposed her breasts but lifted them up and out for presentation. Her long nipples betrayed her excitement, quickly becoming hard and long. They even seemed darker in the reflection that stared back at Alexis. Alex was left to stand there for a couple of minutes as her mind ran rampant imagining all the people who she was sure were watching. Soon the anonymous voice returned with more instructions. "Please walk forward until just your nipples are touching the mirror." Alex shuffled forward as requested. The cool glass seemed to make her nipples even harder. She was left like that for another couple of minutes before being told to move back to the center of the small room. "Your skirt now Alexis." said the voice and Alex let the blue skirt fall to her ankles. This left her in only her white lace panties and she was sure they would not stay on long. They were next, leaving her completely naked. Alex looked at the mirror to see her blond triangle uncovered at last and despite knowing it was hopeless, she found her hands moving automatically to cover herself. "Hands back behind your head please and keep your feet spread wide apart." Alex had never felt so exposed and embarrassed in her life. The mirror kept showing her the blush on her face as she bared all. Even though she couldn't see anyone watching her, she felt their presence and, in a way, it was more embarrassing to be watched by someone who you couldn't see. "Bend over and touch your toes now Alexis." said the voice and Alex blushed a deeper red as she bent to expose her pretty bottom to the examiners. Finally it was over. Alex was told to stand up and that in a moment the door would open. She was to follow the corridor along until she was given further instructions. The door opened without further ado and Alex walked out into a large room. In front of her two waist high rails of the sort used to keep people in lines at banks stretched out to form a corridor. Waiting on either side of the rails were a man and a woman both wearing shorts and a T-shirt. Alex also noticed that they were holding riding crops. She didn't have much time to think about it because a moment later the woman had smacked Alex's bottom with the crop with a wicked sting. "Come on Alexis, move along the corridor, quickly now." The man and woman had Alexis trotting along the rails for the 50 feet or so, encouraging her with stinging slaps of the crops against her buttocks and thighs. At the end of the "corridor" the rails ended and left Alex standing in a clear space of the room. There were a couple of people standing around but she wasn't given an opportunity to wait. The man and woman pulled her forward by her wrists to a low leather vault. She was pulled forward until she was lying over the object with her breasts hanging on the sides. Hands seemed to be holding her all at once as leather straps were attached to her wrists, ankles and a collar around her neck. Her wrists were fastened forward and her ankles pulled to the sides. Her knees were flexed before tying her down to make sure that her buttocks parted to expose her from the rear. Once bound, Alex was left for a moment. She was helpless and a little scared, but more than anything she was excited. She felt the warm leather beneath her and realized that the heat and wetness she was feeling was from the last girl who was tied here only minutes before. The thought turned Alexis on as nothing ever had. Her reverie was suddenly interrupted by the sharp smack of a leather strap right across her bottom. The strap fell again before Alex really felt the sting of the first smack. The spanker let the strap fall over and over until Alex was having trouble catching her breath and felt like her bottom was on fire. Finally it stopped. The intense heat from her bottom seemed to go right through her and she felt her whole body bathed in her own sweat. She heard her tormentor take a step behind her and then felt his hand right between her legs. To her shock she realized that she was dripping wet with excitement. "She's ready" laughed the man who had just finished giving Alexis her first strapping. Someone else walked over behind the young girl's spread legs. Alex stretched her head around to see but only got enough of a glimpse of the person to realize it was a woman. Alex felt the cool touch of the woman's fingers next as they trailed down the small of her back and down her crack. They paused at her rear crinkled opening and Alex held her breath for a moment. Her anus was her most sensitive spot. She had never let anyone before Chuck touch her there but Chuck had managed to turn her on to being teased and opened from behind. The tip of one finger pushed gently at her tight anus and then left it. A moment later, the finger returned. Now it was cold and slippery. Lubricant, realized Alex. The tip of the woman's finger slid in easily and Alex let out a gasp despite herself as the finger teased the young girl's rear opening. After a minute or two of teasing the finger suddenly plunged deep all the way into Alex's bottom causing her to gasp again and pull at her leather bonds. The finger was insistent pulling out only to add lubricant and push in again even more deeply, twisting slightly to add to Alex's stimulation. The finger started moving in and out in rhythmic motion and Alex started to rock back and forth, now trying to impale herself even more deeply on the penetrating finger rather than avoid it. The finger pulled out quite suddenly and Alex continued to rock trying desperately to press her vulva into the leather but to no avail. The next touch at her anus was something Alex had never experienced before. It felt just like the plastic of her dildo at home and she knew that the object, whatever it was, was destined for her bottom. She moaned softly as the tip of the object was nudged inside her. It was not as large as Alex feared and she could accommodate it quite easily. The tip of the anal intruder pushed in and out each time going just a little bit deeper. At one point, the plastic object was held in Alex and she felt a little more lubricant being added to the stretched ring of her anus. Then the pressure continued and she felt what felt like a bulge in the dildo press against her. Her sphincter muscle tried to keep the bulge out but the woman's finger were unrelenting and Alex finally relaxed herself enough to let the bulge pass inside her. Her muscles clamped right down on it and tried to pull the whole object deep into her body but a T-shaped handle at the end of the rectal plug kept that from happening. Alex had never felt such a range of sensations. The rectal plug was deep inside her and she felt so full she dared not take a deep breath. Her bottom was still hot and stinging. Her nipples refused to get soft and were aching from being so hard and her pussy was dripping so much that she could feel a trickle of her juices running down one thigh. As if in a daze, she felt the leather straps being removed and her being pulled to her feet. Each movement, no matter how infinitesimal, transferred directly to the plug penetrating her bottom and to the sensitive nerve endings there. Before she really knew what was happening, the man and the woman with the riding crops were moving here along the room and out the door right into the open. Alex wasn't given time to think about it, she just was moved along. Each step caused the rectal plug to shift deep inside her belly. Alex found that she couldn't concentrate on anything but the sensations there. Still, the stinging smacks of the riding crop moved her along a grass trail for about 100 feet to a small building. They led her into the building and told her to stop. The man pulled a black silk blindfold from his pocket and tied it over Alex's eyes. The loss of sight only served to make Alex even more excited. Here she was, completely naked with two strangers holding her arms. Not only that, but the sensations of the rectal plug deep in her body kept reminding her constantly that the control over even her most intimate openings was not her own. Alex was led forward further into the building. She let the trainers maneuver her into position and then followed their instructions to lean backwards and to lie face up on some kind of bench or table that was about the height of her waist. Her hands were pulled to the top of the table and fastened there thanks to the leather straps still around her wrists. Her feet were lifted up and her knees flexed. When her feet were placed in cool metal stirrups, she realized that the table she was on was just like that at her doctor's office. Unlike her visits to the doctor's, this time her ankles were tied to the stirrups so that she could not escape. Even this was not enough as Alex felt her knees being pulled gently but widely apart to be fastened with two more straps, these just above her knees. She had never felt more helpless or vulnerable. Alex was left to lie for a few moments while the people in the room moved about. She strained her ears to hear what was happening but she could only guess at what would come next. Alex sensed rather than heard that there was someone between her legs. The soft touch of fingertips at her knee made a shiver run up her spine. The fingertips slid gently up her leg to the top of her thigh. Alex sighed softly as she felt a gentle tug at her pubic hair. The fingers toyed with her hair and Alex felt another gentle tug and then another. It was the sound of the scissors that finally had her realize what was happening. Her pubic hair was being cut off! The gentle hands were soft but quick and the soft curly blond hair was soon cut off. Alex felt her blindfold being untied and a moment later she blinked in the light as it was removed. The first image to hit her was herself. Above the table was a mirror that was so large that Alex could see all of herself fastened to the table. She stared in fascination at the exposed woman that was herself. Her hands were tied to the head of the examining table and her pert young breasts were stretched tight against her body. Even in the mirror she could see that her nipples were hard and distended. Her gaze traveled down looking at her splayed legs and for a moment she just stared at the leather straps holding her ankles up and wide apart. Alex could just see the tip of the rectal plug that penetrated her bottom. Between her legs was another young woman and right in front of her was Alex's pussy with the now short pubic hair almost invisible. The woman was looking at Alex and Alex had to tear her eyes from the mirror to look back at her. "We're going to remove the rest of your pubic hair now." she said smiling. "This is to protect you from the depilatory." The woman was holding up a jar of Vaseline. Alex watched in the mirror, captivated by the view as the woman dipped her fingers into the jar and applied the jelly to Alex's sensitive inner pussy lips. Alex closed her eyes and moaned softly again as the woman pulled at her pink inner lips to apply the Vaseline. Next came the depilatory cr me and as soon as it was applied, the woman got up to wait for it to take effect. Alex just kept staring at herself getting more and more turned on as she wondered what it would be like to have no pubic hair. She didn't have long to wait to find out. The woman returned after several minutes and with a warm washcloth, removed the cr me and with it, the last covering that Alex had. Her puffed out pussy lips came into view and Alex blushed as they were revealed. As soon as the last of the cr me was gone, the woman rubbed some pre-warmed oil into the freshly smooth pubis. The sight her own slit now uncovered for viewing made Alex feel like a little girl. She had never felt so submissive and so helpless. Her handlers untied her straps and pulled her to her feet. Alex's hands moved down to cover herself but her wrists were soon refastened behind her back. They pulled her forward to the door but for the first time, Alex felt really naked. She was embarrassed that her smooth pussy would be seen by anyone. It made no sense, but she balked at going outside. The woman chuckled. "It's the same for everyone the first time Alexis, now get moving." With a smack from the riding crop on her already sensitive bottom, Alex jumped forward and was moved to the next building. Once inside the large building, she was blindfolded again before being led into the next room. This time she felt her hands being tied in front of her. A moment later what must have been a rope was pulling her wrists straight up toward the ceiling. The rope stopped when she was stretched up. Now her legs were spread wide apart and fastened to the floor so that she was completely helpless once again. The position had the rectal plug push slightly deeper into her and Alex tried to shift to make it move out a little. Unfortunately, she couldn't really move at all and the rectal plug stayed lodged deep in her body. Now Alex felt fingers at her breasts stroking her and she moaned softly. She was so turned on that she knew that her pussy was soaking. She could not see it but her pussy lips were now glistening with her own juices. The fingers grasped both of her nipples and pulled on them, first gently then harder. Alex jutted her breasts forward trying to relieve the tension on her over-stimulated nipples. The fingers were relentless as they pulled her thick nipples just a little harder. Alex was breathing in short ragged breaths by the time her nipples were released. She knew that if this kept up, she would not be able to help having an orgasm right in front of these strangers. Now the fingers returned to her nipples and Alex felt first one then the other being pinched. She couldn't decipher the feeling at first, then she realized that her nipples were trapped by nipple clips. Alex had never had such devices used on her but she had seen Chuck's pictures of them. The pinching clips were attached to strings that were tied in front of her thus pulling her nipples straight out in front of her. Alex felt someone behind her who now moved up so that their body touched hers. She realized that it was a woman and that they were completely naked too! The warm breasts of the woman pressed into Alex's back and Alex felt her reach around to Alex's pussy. The woman's gentle fingers grasped her pussy lips and pulled them wide apart, opening Alex's inner pussy up to whoever was in front of her. The touch of something at Alex's pussy made her jump. Her whole body was now just a mass of sensations. What seemed to be the tip of a dildo nudged itself into Alex's soaking pussy and started moving slowly in and out. Each stroke brought the artificial phallus deeper and Alex found that she was unable to stop moving back and forth in rhythm to the penetration. The woman behind her reached around and took control of the dildo. Alexis was moaning openly now. She knew that with all of this, she wouldn't be able to hold herself back any longer. The woman pushed the dildo deep into Alexis and suddenly the dildo seemed to come alive. The woman had turned it on and it started humming and vibrating deep inside Alexis. The anal plug was also now turned on and Alexis felt herself start to buck back and forth, helpless to stop herself from thrashing and moaning at the sensations. Her blindfold was pulled from her and she looked out to see about fifteen people sitting in easy chairs all watching her as she was about to come. Right in the front of the group was her boyfriend Chuck. The sight of all of them was too much. With a cry Alex felt her orgasm start deep in her belly. She felt her whole body clench up. Her pussy grabbed the vibrating dildo hard and she felt herself thrash backward. As her anus clenched up, she felt the vibrating butt plug holding her open. The woman reached down to rub Alex's hard protruding clitoris and Alex cried out loud. The woman behind her was an expert and Alex's orgasm seemed to last forever. Wave after wave of it washed over her. Just when she was sure that it was all over, the woman would touch her again. She would pull at the anal plug or push hard at the vibrating dildo. Pulling at her hard nipples or sliding a wet finger across her clit would have Alexis start all over again. It no longer mattered to Alexis that she was on display and she kept cumming until she just couldn't anymore. Finally, exhausted, she felt the dildo and the rectal plug being pulled from her. Her nipple clips were removed and she felt her nipples tingle as blood rushed back into them. The woman behind her leaned over and put her mouth right up to Alex's ear. "I hope you enjoyed your first day, there's lots more to come." <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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