Message-ID: <24478asstr$960027011@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <20000531214107.36517.qmail@hotmail.com> From: "Dick Goesinya" Subject: {ASSM} Master Chris Collection 6/7 Date: Sat, 3 Jun 2000 06:10:11 -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, english, Vulpine 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, "mc6.txt" begin> 68 Karen's Medical Examination Karen heard the door close and the sound of his footsteps walking into the living room. As always, she was waiting in the position he had instructed her in. She was just in front of the couch, in the middle of the carpet. With the exception of the silk scarf that covered her eyes, she was completely naked. She was on her knees and sitting back on her heels with her knees stretched familiarly wide apart. Her hands were clasped loosely behind her back leaving her firm up-tilted breasts and her smooth shaven pubis in full view. It was a position that Karen could maintain without discomfort for long periods. This evening however, she had been in it for only a few minutes, waiting for Roger, her boyfriend and Master to arrive. Since their first date, Roger and Karen had discovered their mutual interest in dominant/submissive sexual games. It was a perfect match. Roger's dominant fantasies and experiences were tailor-made for the submissive fantasies that Karen had never fulfilled. In the weeks and months that followed they both delighted in discovering the pleasures of kinky sex. Several weeks ago, Karen had surprised Roger by waiting naked and blindfolded in a position very similar to the one she was in right now. Roger had been delighted and had immediately started an evening of wild fun. Since then, Karen was always waiting for Roger in a similar state. Karen felt Roger's fingers trail across her cheek and along her bare shoulder. "And how is my little slave today?" he murmured. "Mmmmm" purred Karen, "I'm hot for you as usual." Karen heard Roger sit down in front of her and felt a shiver of pleasure run through her as she imagined him watching her. Roger relaxed back into the couch and looked his girlfriend up and down. It was something he never tired of. She was quite a catch, he thought to himself. Petite, standing just 5'4" and weighing about 110lbs, Karen's body was built like a gymnast's. Her tight 34b breasts were tilted up slightly and the nipples were pointing slightly outward. The nipples themselves always excited Roger. They were dark brown in color and when erect, as they were now, were very thick and about 3/4 of an inch long. Karen's hair was honey- blond and she kept it short, just off her shoulders. Roger's eyes slid downward to her flat, tight stomach and beyond. Karen's pubic hair had been a light brown Roger remembered. It was light and soft. Since he had shaved it smooth one night a couple of months ago, Karen had kept it that way. Roger could clearly see the bare skin of her pussy lips that were gently parted to expose the wet interior. Roger smiled. He knew from experience how much being exposed like this turned her on. He reached forward to take Karen's nipples between the thumb and forefinger of each hand. Karen moaned softly as her dominant lover took control of her nipples and rolled them slowly in between his fingers. Her nipples were one of the most sensitive parts of her body and Roger knew it. "Are you ready for an adventure tonight?" asked Roger quietly. "Mmmmhmmm" murmured Karen. "All right then, I want you to go up to your room and get into your submissive position on the bed and wait for me." said Roger as he reached forward and pulled the blindfold from her eyes. Karen felt a shiver run up her spine. Immediately she rose to her feet and made her way upstairs feeling Roger's eyes on her rolling buttocks as she walked. Once in her room, Karen knew just what position Roger meant. She got up on her bed on her knees with her feet just over the edge of the bedspread and her back to the open door of her bedroom. She placed her knees very wide apart then bent forward at the waist to rest her head and shoulders on the bed and arch her back deeply to leave her bottom up in the air offered to her lover. Karen could feel her rock hard nipples rub gently on the bedspread. Now she reach back with both hands, placed them on her buttocks and pulled them firmly apart. She felt her pussy lips part slightly and the gentle air currents in the room reminded her that her crinkled rear opening was now lewdly splayed open for "inspection". She had only been there for a moment or two when Karen heard Roger's footsteps following her up the steps. Roger did not immediately enter Karen's room although he could see her from the hallway. Karen's submissively offered rear view never failed to excite him. Karen heard Roger opening the medicine cabinet in the bathroom and knew for a certainty what he was looking for. Her anus clenched involuntarily in anticipation. Karen heard Roger enter her room and open a drawer directly behind her. She had no doubt it was her "toy" drawer containing the various sex and bondage devices she had collected since meeting her dominant boyfriend. Roger moved to Karen's side so she could see him. As she expected, a jar of Vaseline was in one hand. It looked like one of her butt plugs was in the other. Roger opened the Vaseline and leisurely dipped a finger deep into it, pulling it out covered in the slippery jelly. "We're going out for our adventure tonight." he smiled at her. "Mmmmm" Karen moaned, "Sounds like you've got hot plans for me." Roger chuckled, "Yes, I think I've outdone myself tonight." Roger walked behind the pretty blond as Karen closed her eyes, waiting for the inevitable. Roger waited a moment, knowing that her anticipation and heat were building eve though he wasn't touching her. Karen's anus was spread wide open and Roger watched as it clenched and relaxed despite her. He reached forward and held just the tip of his finger up to the tight brown ring. Karen gasped at the cool touch of the lubricant on Roger's finger. Roger held his finger there, making tiny minute circles over the sensitive flesh, knowing that the sensations for Karen would be intense. Karen was holding her breath feeling each tiny movement of Roger's finger all the way through her body. Her whole consciousness was centred on that tiny part of her anatomy. With a slow but firm motion, Roger slid his finger past the tight muscles of Karen's anus and deep into her body. Karen let out the air she'd been holding in one long whoosh. Roger held his finger deep in the rectum of his submissive girlfriend letting her catch her breath for a moment before slowly twisting his finger back and forth as he pulled it from her. Karen's body trembled at the sensation. It was as if every one of her nerve endings had taken up residence in her bottom. Roger added more lubricant and slid his finger deep into her again. Karen arched her back in pleasure. Anal sex had always been one of her favourite games. Roger picked up the rectal plug and rested the tip against the slippery opening of Karen's anus. He paused for a moment then slowly pressed the plug in. The 5" inch plug got wider and wider until the widest part of it stretched Karen about an inch and a half open. Karen's breath was a little ragged now. Roger twisted the plug slightly, pushing it in another half-inch and then let the muscles of Karen's anus pull the remainder of the plastic toy into her body. "Mmmmm, I'm so hot for you." said Karen as she let her hips sway back and forth. The feeling of the firm plastic intruder deep in her body was naughty, intruding, hot. "Now, go put on your white dress, you know, the tight cotton one." "Stockings and garters too?" Roger chuckled. "No, just the dress and heels and, of course, this." he said tapping on the end of the plug with one finger. Karen pulled the thin cotton dress over her head. It was one of Roger's favourites. The form fitting dress moulded her body perfectly. Her over- sized nipples pushed hard at the thin material. Karen knew that if anyone looked directly at them, they'd be able to see her dark areolae. The end of the plug was now grasped firmly between Karen's buttocks but the length of it deep in her body shifted with every movement. "I'm ready," she said. "Great." said Roger, "Let's go." Karen gasped as her bare bottom touched the cool leather of the passenger seat in Roger's car, "Ooooh, a little cool." Roger smiled. "Can you tell me where we're going?" asked Karen. "You'll know very soon. Just be patient." The drive lasted only a few minutes and ended up in the center of the city. "Here we are." smiled Roger as he helped Karen out of the car. Karen's heart was pounding. What would happen here? Each of their adventures this far had been tremendously exciting and Karen knew that she trusted Roger completely. She also knew that not knowing was part of the game and that it added to the excitement she was feeling right now. Roger held her hand and walked Karen into a high-rise office tower. The rectal plug still deep in Karen's body rolled and shifted at every step, reminding her of her submissive role in tonight's game. Although it was dark, there still a few people moving in and out of the building. Roger and Karen waited for an elevator and then got in. Roger pressed the 18th floor button. Taking her by the elbow, he moved Karen around. "Stand in the corner like a good little girl." he said. Karen shivered as she did so. She was very familiar with this position, at least when she was alone with Roger. She was usually naked and usually had just been over Roger's knee for an old- fashioned bare-bottomed spanking. Now she was standing submissively in an office elevator. To her shock, Roger reached down and pulled the cotton dress up to her waist. "Roger!" exclaimed Karen. "Shhhhh. Be a good girl and don't move." he said, patting her bare bottom affectionately. Thank God they were alone on the elevator, thought Karen. She listened to her heart pounding and knew that she was blushing furiously at the sensation of being so exposed. Karen heard the bell for their floor and felt the elevator slowing before Roger finally said, "Ok. You can cover yourself." With a sigh of relief, Karen pulled her dress down over her hips and below her buttocks and turned around. Roger led Karen down the 18th floor corridor and finally into a waiting room. "Roger, what's going to happen here?" asked Karen in a little voice. Roger chuckled, "Nothing too serious sweetheart, I'm just making sure you keep your body in its best shape for me so you're here for a quick checkup." "What!" said Karen, "but..., but...." "Miss, please follow me." A nurse's voice had broken in on Karen's protests. Before she really had time to think about it, Karen was being led through a door and down a short corridor. With the exception of the nurse, the office seemed empty. Following the nurse, Karen was led into a large examining room. "I'll be checking your weight and height first." said the nurse, "Please take off your clothes." Karen waited for a moment, hoping the nurse would leave the room or at least turn her back, but it was not to be. She stepped out her heels first and felt the cold tile beneath her feet. Using both hands, she pulled her thin dress over her head. Karen blushed as she felt the nurse's eyes on her smoothly shaved pubis. The nurse directed Karen onto the scale and Karen was careful to keep her bottom turned away from her. Although the end of the rectal plug was mostly concealed between Karen's round buttocks, she was sure the nurse would see it if she turned. Once Karen's height and weight were recorded, Karen thought the nurse might leave perhaps giving her a chance to get rid of the plug, but again it was not to be. The nurse opened a second door and motioned Karen to enter. Keeping her buttocks tightly clenched, Karen did so. This examining room was slightly larger and was set up with the examining table in the middle of the room instead of off to the side. "Up on the table please." said the nurse. Karen lifted herself into a sitting position on the leather-covered table, feeling the plug push even deeper into her as she sat on it. A moment later the door opened and a young man in a white lab coat entered. "Hello Karen, I'm Doctor Wilson, I'll be giving your examination today." Karen was instantly charmed. The doctor was young and very attractive and before she knew it he had checked her heart, her reflexes, her eyes, ears and throat. Through it all the nurse had sat quietly and Karen had almost forgotten about her. "Ok, lie back please." said the doctor and Karen started to do so. With a start she realized that the rectal plug was still in her. "Uh...uh...no, wait." she started but the doctor had already pulled the steel stirrups up and was pulling her left ankle into one. 'Oh God!' thought Karen, 'He's going to see EVERYTHING!' In a moment the other foot was snugly settled into a stirrup and the doctor had dropped the end of the table under Karen's buttocks, leaving her completely exposed. Doctor Wilson reached over and turned on the bright floodlight at the end of the table. "Hmmmmm." he murmured interestedly. Karen squeezed her eyes tight. She felt her face flush hot with embarrassment and knew the blush was sliding down her face and onto her upper chest to the tops of her breasts. She had never been so embarrassed. Karen felt the stirrups being adjusted. They were stretched a little wider and pulled a little closer to her body. Karen felt her buttocks and pussy spread even wider for the doctor's inspection. Doctor's Wilson's hands felt warm at the top of her thighs. "Hmmmm, nicely shaved lips." he said as his hands slid higher and gently rested a thumb on either side of her smooth pussy. The doctor pulled his thumbs apart, peeling open Karen's pink, wet interior. "Hmmm, yes, you seem sexually aroused Karen." he said. Sliding his thumbs higher, Dr. Wilson pulled the head of her clitoris back to expose the sensitive area. Karen felt the hands slide lower and now the thumbs were resting on her buttocks and pulling them apart. "And what have we here?" said the doctor. Using his forefinger, he tapped several times on the end of the plug. Each tap seemed to reverberate though Karen's whole body. She could feel his fingers on it now, teasing it, twisting it. "This will require further investigation, I think." he said. Each touch of the plug was electric and Karen knew her arousal was perfectly visible to doctor and nurse who could see her most intimate parts. Dr. Wilson grasped the plug and began teasing it from her, pulling and twisting in tiny motions until just the tip held Karen's anus open. With a final slow seductive twist he pulled the device from her completely and laid it aside. Karen tried without success to stifle a moan. The doctor just chuckled, "Sensitive hmm? Well a submissive little girl like yourself should be used to that kind of stimulation." Karen opened her eyes to see the doctor squeezing a tube of lubricant onto his finger. Embarrassed at what was happening to her, she closed her eyes again. The doctor's finger teased around her rear opening much as Roger's had earlier and then slid in. There was no resistance. The plug had made sure of that. First one finger then two twisted and penetrated the submissive girl's bottom. Karen squirmed. "Tsk, tsk. Can't have you thrashing all over the table." said the doctor. In a flash, cotton straps were holding Karen's ankles firmly to the metal stirrups. She was helpless! The added restraint only seemed to turn her on more. "Give me your hands Karen." It was the nurse's voice. Karen opened her eyes and saw the nurse right beside her. As if in a dream she lifted her hands and offered them to the doctor's assistant. She felt her hands being pulled to the head of the table and fastened there. Her breasts were now flattened against her body like little mounds with only her turgid nipples sticking up. The nurse's hand slid down Karen's side, dragging across her left nipple. She felt it, squeezed gently by the nurse as she walked back to the end of the room and sat down. Karen's body was a turmoil of sensations. The doctor's twisting, penetrating fingers were pulling out of her bottom. "We'll be checking your reflexes again." he said as he turned to pick something up. Karen felt the end of something hard touch her now open anus. The doctor pushed and the long thin object disappeared into her slippery rectum. It was longer than the plug but thinner, she thought as her anus contracted down on the foreign object now held in her. Another object was now sliding into her pussy. She couldn't identify it but it was perhaps the size of a small egg, she thought. A third object was resting high on her shaved pubis, almost directly over her clit. "We're going to watch you have an orgasm Karen", said the doctor, "Given your current state of arousal, you'll be quite helpless to prevent it but just in case, we're going to give you a little help. The warm fingers on Karen's right nipple made her jump. She looked up to see the doctor putting a clear ointment onto it. Immediately her nipple started tingling. It was warm and not quite tickling, not quite itching. It felt like a dozen tiny insects were crawling all over the nipple. The doctor let go and the already hard nipple stood out further. Karen felt it aching to be touched. She wanted to beg the doctor to take it in his mouth but she bit her lip and moaned softly instead. The doctor was now doing the other nipple and a moment later, both were thicker and longer than Karen could ever remember. She was squirming now. Only her restraints held her to the table. The doctor chuckled and moved back between her legs. A moment later, Karen felt the device in her pussy come alive. It was a vibrator! It was immediately followed by the device in her ass vibrating also. Karen cried out. She couldn't help herself. The doctor reached up and turned on the final vibrator. The vibrations directly over Karen's clit were too much. She was bouncing up and down on the table. With another cry she felt herself starting to come. It was all consuming, including every part of her body. Her nipples contracted even tighter and seemed directly connected to her clit, her pussy and her over-excited anus. Again and again and again she came, pulling at the straps that held her. Finally, limp and exhausted, she could come no more. As though from a million miles away, she felt the vibrators being pulled from her and her wrists unfastened. It was a few more minutes before Karen could regain enough composure to open her eyes. The 'doctor' was smiling at her, "Your Master is going to be proud of you. I'm going to give you a parting gift before you go back with him. Call it a graduation present. Karen's eyes widened as she watched him squeeze a little of the teasing ointment onto his forefinger. A moment later she gasped as his finger slid gently but firmly all the way into her bottom. He twisted back and forth for a moment, coating the sensitive membranes of her rectum and anus before pulling out. The sensation was immediate. Despite herself, Karen felt a desire to have her bottom penetrated again. Karen looked down and saw the doctor holding another rectal plug. "This plug is a little different than the one you arrived with. As you can see it has two ridges, not one and it's a little longer." Karen felt the plug penetrated her then slowly spread her open but unlike her one plug, when her anus started to clench down, it was spread again until the wider ridge was buried deep in her. The plug only partly alleviated the internal excitement and teasing of the ointment. Karen squirmed several times as her ankles were unfastened and she was helped to her feet. The nurse whose name Karen never found out took her by the arm out of the room and back into the room where her dress and shoes were waiting. "Go stand in the corner Karen. That's a good girl." said the nurse. Karen stood as she had been taught, nose pressed gently directly into the corner, feet apart, hands resting at her sides. With the exception of the end of the plug resting between her pretty buttocks, she was completely naked. Karen felt the nurse's hand pat her bare bottom affectionately before leaving the room. "Stay like that and wait for your Master." were her parting words. Karen heard Roger's voice talking to the doctor and nurse but could only catch part of the conversation. The ointment on her nipples had them aching to be squeezed or suckled and the ointment in her bottom made her shift her weight from foot to foot. As she did so, she felt the plug deep in her body shift too. Suddenly Roger was there, sliding his hands down the length of her back, kissing her neck. "I saw the whole thing on video." he whispered into her ear. "You were incredibly hot!" His fingers found the end of the plug and wiggled it, knowing it was teasing her deep inside. "Shall we go home and watch the tape?" he asked "Are you still hot for more?" "Oh God am I ever!" moaned Karen as Roger handed her her dress. It was many hours later, cuddled up in their bed together when Roger and Karen finally settled down to sleep. "Roger this was the best ever." murmured Karen, "I loved it." Roger chuckled into her ear. "Wait until you see what I've got planned for next time!" 69 Alison's Punishment Alison walked down the stairs to the basement. She was very nervous. Her punishment, which she had been waiting for for almost forty minutes, was now at hand. Her mother and her Aunt Janet had made Alison wait in the corner of the living room like a naughty little girl. She had been instructed to remove her panties and hold her dress to her waist with her nose pressed right into the corner of the room while she waited for her cousin Jennifer to be punished in the basement. Alison had waited quietly while the muffled sounds of Jennifer's spanking carried upstairs. At 18, Alison found it humiliating to still get child-like spankings but she had to admit, she deserved one this time. Getting caught shoplifting with Jennifer was one of the stupidest things she'd ever done. She could only hope that a simple spanking was the only punishment she'd receive. Her parents had been known to punish her in other ways. Alison stepped onto the basement floor followed by her mother and aunt. Facing her in the middle of the floor was a strange contraption. "This is a punishment bench Alison," said her Aunt Janet. "You'll be making its acquaintance in a few moments. First I want to see you out of those clothes. Come on, strip down, completely." Alison hesitated a moment. Although she had been baring her buttocks for the last forty minutes, stripping nude would reveal herself more than she had counted on. "Come, come Alison," said her mother. "There's nothing you've got under there that we haven't seen before." Alison squeezed her eyes shut as she pulled her dress over her head. It was all she was wearing. Her hands dropped immediately to cover her pubis. "Hands on your head young lady," said Aunt Janet sharply. Alison's hands dashed to the top of her head at the command, leaving her body completely exposed. Alison's body was a little fuller than her cousin's. Her breasts were firm but round with rose coloured nipples and surrounding areola that were currently crinkled erect in excitement. Both older women's eyes were drawn directly to the teenager's bare protubing pubis. "Hmmm," said her mother, "I guess I was wrong. How long have you shaved your pussy bare." Alison hung her head miserably. "About a month," she said. "I did it for my bikini." Sara chuckled. "Well I guess you didn't count on being this exposed. Ok, lie on top of the punishment bench." Sara and Janet placed Alison over the bench so that her head and feet were lower than her bottom. Janet moved around her niece fastening the leather straps across the small of her back and around her wrists. Alison could still feel the warmth and moisture of her cousin's body on the leather. Imagining Jennifer in this position left Alison with a strange feeling of arousal. She hoped her mother and aunt wouldn't notice. With the leather straps fastened, Alison's upper body was now completely immobile. Janet moved around the wood and leather restriction table and lifted Alison's legs and placed her knees over the strategically placed pegs. This left her spread open and more exposed than ever. Alison's view was restricted to the leather pad for her head but she could imagine what she must look like to her mother and Aunt Janet. Her breasts hung freely below her given the design of the bench to leave her body unsupported from her shoulders to her belly. Her nipples were still hard, achingly hard as they pointed her breasts at the floor. The view from behind was even more interesting. With the pegs and leather straps now holding her legs splayed wide apart, Alison could feel the air in the room waft across her spread open inner pussy lips. At least it was just her mom and aunt. Jennifer had just been spanked by her father and uncle! In fact, looking from behind, Jan and Sara could see not only Alison's pussy lips but also between them. With no pubic hair to obstruct their view even the tip of Alison's clitoris could be seen peeking from its hood. The erect clitoris and obvious moisture on the pink extended lips of Alison's pussy made it obvious that she was aroused by her predicament. Looking further up, Alison's buttocks could be seen spread wide-open thanks to the over-extended position of her thighs. Her anus was light pink and crinkled shut. 'She probably doesn't even know it's on display,' thought Janet with a smile. Well she will soon enough. "Sara, should we use one of these?" asked Janet, holding up a ginger suppository. "What is it?" asked Sara, curious. "Janet ripped open the foil packet and let Sara smell the ginger. "It will get very hot," she said in low voice, smiling. Sara's eyes widened in understanding. "Alison," she said, "Do you know why you're being punished?" "Yes, Ma'am," said Alison. "I know the shoplifting was wrong and I promise never, never, never to do it again." "Well we are going to help you remember that promise young lady. You can expect to leave this room with your bottom scalding hot. Moreover, I think the severity of your crime warrants a good enema." Alison moaned. "I know you find them embarrassing but the embarrassment and discomfort will serve to remind you not to get into this kind of trouble again." "First though," said Sara as she patted her daughter's smooth buttock, "Your aunt is going to prepare your bottom for your enema with something that will be probably uncomfortable. 'What was this?!' thought Alison as she tensed up. Janet was standing now between Alison's spread thighs and holding the 1- 1/2" ginger suppository in her fingers. She watched the young girl's anus clench tight at her mother's warning. Janet tickled the tip of the slippery capsule directly into the center of the crinkled anus. "Relax it Alison," she said. Alison could feel the cold slick sensation of something touching her bottom. 'What was it?' she wondered. Alison forced herself to unclench her bottom and as she did so Janet smoothly slid the first inch into her anus. Rolling the end with her fingers she twirled the half-inserted capsule in the tight opening to the girl's rear passage before pushing in completely. Using the tip of her finger now, Janet slowly pushed the suppository deep into Alison's rectum with a twisting motion until her finger was buried to the hilt in her rectal canal and she could just feel the tip of the suppository with her finger. Janet slowly pulled her finger out leaving the melting capsule deep in Alison's rectum. Taking a step back, Janet waited for the caustic suppository to take effect. Alison would feel it first on the ring of her anus, she knew. It took about a minute. First Alison squirmed for a moment then Janet and Sara watched as the teenager's toes curled and her thighs squeezed the wooden pegs holding them apart. Alison let out a low moan as the effect of the ginger began to take effect. "Owww Mommy it's hot, take it out!" cried the young girl in a plaintive voice. The two older women watched Alison's anus now clench and release in a 'winking' motion as the deep-seated ginger began working through her bowels. We'll be back down in a few minutes to continue your punishment." said Alison's mother in reply. Alison's barely heard her, the sensations deep in her bottom taking all of her attention. Janet and Sara went back to the living room where Jennifer was now waiting, completely nude with her nose pressed firmly in the corner. Her bottom was still a deep red and Sara and Jan watched for a moment as Jennifer clenched and released her buttocks in a vain attempt to alleviate the heat she was experiencing. Janet and Sara's respective husbands were soon found out on the patio. "Any trouble with Alison?" asked Doug. "No, none. She's down there waiting for her enema and spanking on that marvelous spanking bench." "Yes, John and I were just discussing it. He's going to give me a hand building one for us." said Sara's husband. "Well it certainly does leave you completely exposed," said Janet, blushing. Well I wouldn't mind seeing you both on there," chuckled Doug. "We've got someone on there now who needs her bottom warmed first," said Sara. "Although her rectum is getting an internal warming with that suppository. When did you start using those?" "About two years ago," said John. "They're certainly effective." "They certainly had Jennifer squirming," said Doug. "Yes, I'll bet you liked that view," chuckled his wife as she playfully punched his arm. "You bet I did, although the view I liked the best was the sight of Jennifer's nipples. Have you seen how large they got when erect?" "They're quite spectacular," agreed John. "She takes after her mom." "Well, your daughter has a surprise view for you when you get downstairs," said Sara. "She's shaved herself pubis completely!" "Speaking of which, I guess we should head down and finish Alison's punishment," said John. "Alison's face was wet with tears. She was miserable. The hot ginger suppository was now completely melted deep in her body and she could feel the effects from just behind her belly button all the way out to her anus and her punishment hadn't even started yet! For the last ten minutes the only sound Alison had heard was the sound of her own breathing and whimpering leaving her nothing to concentrate on but the discomfort in her bottom. The sounds of footsteps coming down the stairs behind her were almost a relief. "A little uncomfortable Alison?" asked Janet. Alison nodded her head miserably. "Well I imagine you're looking forward to your enema then," smiled her mother. Alison could hear the sounds of what must be the enema equipment being organized behind her. "This punishment bench leaves you quite exposed back her Alison." said Doug. Alison started! Her father was in the room and he could see everything! Alison felt the tip of something cool and flat stroke her inner thighs towards her pussy. It was the end of a riding crop that had most recently been used to spank her cousin. The flat leather tip struck her naked pussy lips gently and then rubbed lengthwise up her now soaking slit. "I can see what you mean about her pussy being bare," said Alison's uncle. "It leaves her even more naked than just undressed. Alison's head pulled up like a shot! Her thighs strained as she tried in vain to pull away from her restraints. Her uncle was here! That was his hand holding the riding crop to rub her bare, oh God, her shaved and bare pussy! To make matters worse, Alison's pussy was now soaking wet with sexual tension. She had never been so embarrassed in all her life. Now the crop slid higher along her side, making a trail to her left breast. John smacked the tip of her hanging breast gently then again sharply enjoying the sight of Alison's nipple crinkling to an even more erect state. You've filled out since I saw you last Alison," said John. The tears were flowing freely now as Alison suffered the indignation of being stroked again across her naked nipple by her uncle's crop. Alison could still feel the tip of the crop moving here and there on her body when the sensation of someone standing directly between her thighs made her aware that the next portion of her punishment was at hand. The cool sensation of a fingertip at the entrance to her rectum was almost a relief. Her rear passage and the portal to it had been on fire it seemed forever. Alison wondered fleetingly who it was that was tickling her anus as the lubricated finger applied a blob of Vaseline to the tight brown opening. Alison was sure it was either her mother or her aunt from the delicate movements of the fingertip. The four adults had watched with interest how Alison's teenage anus had opened up like a flower with the suppository. When they had descended, the muscles between Alison's buttocks had been clenching and releasing frantically in a vain attempt to release some of the intense sensations originating deep in her young body. Now Sara's long thin finger had a large blob of Vaseline on its tip and Sara was rubbing that Vaseline gently and slowly around the rim of Alison's anus. The adults watched as Alison's hips rose in an automatic response, trying to seek more of the cool relief. Sara smiled as she teased the tiny opening a moment longer. She was rewarded with a moan from Alison at the erotic sensations she was experiencing through her entire pelvic floor. At the sound of Alison's pleasure, Sara firmly but slowly pushed first the tip and then her entire long finger into Alison's rectum, continuing until it was as embedded as deeply as it would go. Alison's toes curled in response and everyone could see her tight body trembling with the tension it had built up. Sara twisted her finger through a full rotation feeling how hot and tight her daughter's rectum was. 'It will give some lucky boy quite a thrill one day,' she thought to herself. Gently pulling the finger all the way out, Sara noticed how Alison's anus pulled at her, trying despite her to hold the finger deep inside. She applied more lubricant and slid her finger deep inside again, twisting and turning, coating the first 4 inches of Alison's rectal tube with a liberal portion of the clear jelly. By the time Alison was lubricated, her body was a mass of sensations. First her bottom had been burning hot. It was still irritated enough that it was making her squirm but the Vaseline had taken most of the sting away. Now, the sensation of her mother's long and cool finger twisting and sliding deep in her rectum had her squirming from different feelings. Alison felt her mother's finger pull from her and felt the tip of what must be the enema nozzle touch the center of her anus. Again it was Sara who was attending to the enema preparations. Alison felt the tip of the hard, cool plastic separate the tight anal ring. The effects of the suppository made her more open than she had ever been back there. She was completely unable to resist the initial penetration of her rear. Sara twisted the tip around a couple of times to get Alison's bottom used to the feeling before pushing the nozzle forward. As she did so Alison realized that the nozzle being used wasn't the simple enema nozzle or even the longer, thicker douche nozzle. It was the hated Bardex. This long nozzle came complete with two inflatable bulbs. One of these deflated bulbs would be inserted into her anus, the other close behind it would be left out. When they were both inflated, they would press close together making an unbreakable seal between them and ensuring that the water injected into her body would stay there until released. The insertion of the first bulb was always uncomfortable for Alison but this time her bottom seemed to flare out and accept it. 'Probably because of that damned suppository,' she thought. Alison held her breath, waiting for the dreaded inflation of the bulbs to begin. She didn't have to wait long. The inflator bulbs looked much the same as those on a blood-pressure cuff. Each squeeze would send air directly to the balloon surrounding the enema tube now inserted into her bottom. Alison heard the sound of the squeezed inflator at the same time she felt the object in her rectum move. Several strong squeezed had her squealing in protest as first the internal, then the external bulbs were filled. The inflating of the Bardex had pulled her anus wider open but with both bulbs pushing against each other, the rubber had effectively taken control over any evacuation Alison might want to do. The sensation made Alison push at the bulbs. It was involuntary just as though she was in the middle of a bowel movement. No amount of pushing would have any effect on the nozzle. "Very effective," said Janet as she inspected the arrangement. "This table makes it even easier," said Sara, wiping her hands. "Her bottom is at the perfect position for accessing Alison's rectum. I'm sure looking forward to getting one of these for ourselves. Also, that suppository must have opened her up. Getting the Bardex into Alison's bottom is usually a struggle but this time it just slid right in." Alison waited. She knew that the next step was to release the enema into her. It was Alison's father who did the honours. Reaching up he undid the clip holding the water in the enema bag hanging a couple of feet above Alison's naked and spread body. Alison felt the rush of water start into her with some apprehension. She never knew what might happen at this moment. In some cases the enema bag would be filled with hot, hot water and the resulting sensation would be like liquid fire being injected into her. Other occasions had seen very cool water sliding into her with the resulting cramps being instantaneous. Other opportunities had seen water with various solutions added all which served to increase her discomfort. This time the water was warm, just a bit warmer than body temperature. 'Was there soap or something else in it?' she wondered. "You're fortunate that your enema is water only tonight Alison," said her father as though reading her thoughts. To make up for this you'll be getting a little extra water in your bottom. Alison whimpered in reply, her attention completely absorbed with dealing with the sensations occurring now deep in her bowels. "This ought to keep you from making an accident," said John as he giggled the end of the Bardex enema nozzle sticking out of Alison's spread anus. Alison strained at the sensation as the inserted section of the nozzle wiggled back and forth well inside her rectum. Alison barely heard the sound of the adults moving back up the stairs, leaving her to the automatic actions of the water filling her belly. The position and design of the table let Alison's belly expand and hang below her as it slowly filled with what seemed an enormous amount of water. Alison was thankful that there was nothing in the water that caused cramps although she knew that the water alone would be uncomfortable. 'God. How much water is it?' she wondered as the sound of the gurgling water continued to fill her. At last the bag was empty and the water now held by gravity and the Bardex deep in her bottom. It was a few minutes later that Alison heard the sounds of a single person descending the stairs behind her. 'Who was it,' she wondered. Alison could sense the person moving quietly closer until she was sure that they were standing directly between her flexed and outstretched thighs. For a moment, there was absolute silence as Alison waited to see what would happen and the person behind her waited, observing the young girl. The sensation of the long enema nozzle being touched was like an electric shock to Alison. She started as she felt the nozzle being manipulated. It was just the nozzle being closed and the hose to the now empty enema bag being detached as it turned out. Still the wiggling of the device deep inside of her body as the hose was removed caused Alison to moan softly and squirm in response. "You still have your spanking coming to you young lady," said Janet. Alison closed her eyes. She knew this was coming and now she knew that it would be her aunt who delivered her punishment. At least she wouldn't be spanked in front of all the adults especially her uncle. Alison felt something hard and smooth rub in soft circles around her buttocks. "I'll be spanking you with this," said her aunt. 'A paddle,' thought Alison. Janet turned the hairbrush over and rubbed the bristles gently across the pale white buttocks of her young niece. With her bottom pulled tight by her extended position she knew there would be no escaping the punishment to come. 'Oh God a hairbrush,' thought Alison. She knew that her bottom would soon be as fire red as her face had been from blushing for the last forty minutes. The sharp bristles of the hairbrush wandered all over the naked flesh, around each buttock, down the spread open right thigh and back up the sensitive inner thigh all the way to the top. Alison tensed as the bristles approached her smooth pussy. Janet pulled the brush away just before touching Alison's pubis and brought it down to Alison's left leg to repeat the process. Janet reveled in the sight in front of her. The hard-bodied teen was as spread out as her body could allow. Looking down, Janet was presented with the stretched muscles of Alison's thighs spread out over the wooden pegs that held them apart. Alison's pale white buttocks were spread out due to her overextended position. The end of the Bardex nozzle and the outer bulb squeezed up tight against her anus. Janet lifted the brush from the stroking of Alison's sensitive thighs. She new the effect she was having on the younger girl. The lips of Alison's pussy were very puffed out and very, very wet. Janet tapped lightly on the end of the nozzle buried deep in Alison's rectum. Alison gasped at the sensation. The shock wave of the tiny tap ran like a shock wave down the rubber and plastic tube to reverberate deep in her overfull belly. "Are you ready for your spanking now Alison?" asked Janet. "Yes Ma'am," she answered weakly. The physical sensations running through the young girl were overwhelming and the spanking now looming in front of her was an almost welcome relief. The first smack of the brush was sharp and hot on Ali's left white buttock. Just the first smack was enough to release a floodgate of tears. They had been bottled up since her humiliating punishment began. Janet kept up a furious pace, smacking first left then right until each buttock was a bright red. It was perhaps five minutes of spanking before Janet paused and rubbed her palm over the red cheeks. "Mmmm, nice and warm I think," said Janet. With her left hand, Janet grasped the end of the nozzle sticking from Alison's bottom. Any touch on the deep-seated device caused Alison the most conflicting sensations. It was obvious to Janet. With the brush in her right hand, Janet continued the spanking. Each smack of the brush was like fire to Alison but with all the sensations at the same time it was difficult to concentrate on any of them. The warm water was still stretching her belly out as though she was pregnant. The punishment bench itself still restrained Alison in the stretched out spread open position. The ginger suppository and the following lubrication and insertion of the Bardex nozzle had left a deep stinging warmth that Alison could still feel deep behind her swollen belly despite the water that had passed through her rectum into her body. The Bardex itself of course was still inflated both inside and outside Alison's stretched open anus. Finally the spanking and the teasing of the nozzle left conflicting sensation of stinging heat and heat of a more sexual kind. Suddenly the spanking stopped. Alison's breath was coming now in ragged gasps. She wasn't sure if she was gasping from the spanking or the excitement of all the other sensations. Janet lifted her hand from the nozzle and reversed the brush in her hand. It was obvious that Alison was aroused. Passing a hand once again over her niece's hot buttocks, Janet could feel their heat. Taking the hairbrush, Janet lowered the bristle side close to the shaved swollen pubis. Alison's clitoris had been erect and peeking out of its protective hood almost from the moment she had been fastened over the punishment bench. Both it and her nipples were achingly hard. Even with all the other sensations running through her, Alison could not get the feelings in her clitoris and nipples out of her mind. Alison could feel the sharp stroking bristles of the hairbrush move down her hot buttocks toward her wet pussy. 'Oh No' she thought, 'Is she going to spank my pussy?' Spanking Alison's pussy was not in Janet's plans. Using the bristle side of the brush, Janet reached as far up as she could and gently stroked down from the top of Alison's bare slit along toward the bottom. "Noooo" moaned Alison as she felt her control slipping away. This last sensation was too much for her. As much as she had been trying to hold back, the bristles dragging along her swollen slit, pulling at her clit drove Alison over the edge. Her orgasm seemed to start deep behind her naval button, deep within her water-filled belly. Janet tapped her finger against the end of the nozzle as Alison's hips bucked and struggled with the onset of her orgasm. 70 Trip to the Woodshed "Michelle Carolson! Get down here right now." Michelle's mother was not a happy camper. The call from the school principal about Michelle and some of the other teenagers getting in trouble out behind the cafeteria had left Michelle's mother Susan incredulous. Getting a call about an infraction of some kind from the head of her daughter's high school was embarrassing and upsetting enough but Susan had been made to listen to a list of complaints by Mr. Peters. From the look on Michelle's face, Susan knew instantly that the principal had been speaking the truth. Susan's 16-year-old daughter looked like she had been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. "Michelle, I've just gotten off the phone with Principal Peters," Susan was controlling her voice with an effort. "I guess I should have told you I got in a little trouble at school." said Michelle miserably. "A little trouble? You should have told me you got into a heap of trouble. I can barely believe it. Finding out that you were caught smoking is horrendous enough but then Mr. Peters tells me that you were playing some kind of show and tell game with your bra on the ground and your blouse wide open to show the boys your breasts! Haven't we taught you anything? I couldn't imagine that there was more but apparently you were caught earlier this week in the boy's locker room! That time your panties and your bra were found on the ground. Mr. Peters tells me that you've gotten something of a reputation for playing risqu sex type games and that he and his teachers have put you on a list of problem students to be kept in check. I can't imagine what else might be on this list of infractions but I'm sure they haven't caught everything have they?" Michelle was standing in front of her mother now like a naughty girl with her head hung low. She'd known it was only a matter of time before she got caught and she couldn't imagine being more miserable that she was at this moment. "Well have they?" asked her mother again. Michelle should her head. "Well Micky, you are in it deep this time. You know you'll be punished don't you?" Michelle nodded her head softly without looking up. "It's been quite a while but I think your bottom is in for the blistering of your young life missy." Michelle's head shot up at this. "No Mom! I'm sixteen! Take away my allowance or ground me for a month or something. You can't be thinking of spanking me at my age!" "Oh yes I am and I should have started it a long time ago." Michelle felt herself close to tears as her sentence was pronounced. She felt her buttocks clench involuntarily and imagined that they felt hotter as though the spanking had already started. "Come along young lady." said Susan as she took her daughter firmly by the arm. "Time for you to learn some common sense." Susan marched her teenaged girl back up the stairs and into her bedroom. Michelle's radio was still playing and Susan turned it off leaving an uncomfortable silence in its wake. "When I was young, my parents would take me on a trip to the woodshed to spank some sense into me" Susan told her daughter. "We don't have a woodshed but I'm sure the garage will do. First, I'm going to teach you how to get ready for the spankings you'll be getting from now on whenever you're bad. We'll need one of your short nighties. You can start right now by getting out of those clothes." Michelle opened her mouth to protest but one look at her mother's face made it clear that it would be pointless. The whole situation seemed unreal somehow. Michelle looked down to see her trembling fingers undoing her blouse and it seemed as though the fingers weren't even her own. Susan was sorting through Michelle's lingerie drawer. She knew exactly what she was looking for. Near the bottom of the drawer she found it, a short satin nighty with thin straps that would come down just far enough to cover Michelle's bottom... temporarily. As Susan pulled the nightie out of the jumble of underthings, something at the bottom of the drawer went thump. Susan heard Michelle gasp at the sound and turned towards her. Michelle's eyes were wide as she suddenly realized where her mother was looking. Susan turned back to the drawer. "No Mom, Please don't look in there." pleaded the young girl. "You hush!" said Susan as she began emptying the contents of the drawer onto the floor. Behind her, Susan heard a sob of mortification. What, she wondered, could be so embarrassing? A moment later she had her answer. As the last of the lingerie was pulled out Susan's jaw literally hung open in surprise. At the bottom of the drawer were several objects. Susan recognized them all but had trouble absorbing the impact of what she was seeing. A vibrator was over on the left. That wasn't so bad, though Susan. After all, surely a sixteen-year-old was masturbating by now. The other objects were a little different. Right in the middle was a set of nipple clips. They looked to be of the simple variety, mused Susan. They were rubber coated spring clips with a joining chain. Susan pulled them up and realized that a longer third chain and clip was also attached. Whew! thought Susan, A clip for her clit too. Susan dropped the chain. There were a couple of dildos of varying sizes, she noted. The double- ended dildo made her blink as she tried to imagine Michelle and another girl... oh goodness! The handcuffs were the least surprising and finally..., Susan reached down and plucked the rectal plug out of the drawer and turned to face Michelle. Michelle was crying was crying. Tears of embarrassment trickled down her face. "I see you've been doing quite a bit of exploring," said Susan. Michelle just hung her head. She had, by now stripped down to her bra and panties. "Off with the rest Michelle. I'm sure you've nothing to shock me now." Susan was wrong. With the rectal plug still in hand, Susan took a seat on Michelle's straight- backed vanity chair as Micky reached behind her back to unclip her bra. Michelle's firm 34b breasts came into view and Susan looked up to take in her daughter's body. Michelle was a long lanky girl, just like her mother. Standing at 5'9" and weighing in at 110 pounds she sported a firm runner's body. Her hair was sun-bleached blond and wavy. Michelle now had it in a high ponytail. Her breasts reminded Susan of her own, firm, high-set with wide areolae. Michelle's nipples were out of proportion to her breasts. They were very, very thick and about 3/4 of an inch long. They were bright pink unlike Susan's, which had gotten darker when she got pregnant. Like Susan's however, Michelle's nipples were now crinkled as erect as they could be. Michelle was hesitating, with her thumbs tucked into the waistband of her panties. "Michelle, I will not tolerate any more disobedience. Now get those down!" warned Susan. Michelle closed her eyes and pushed the tiny garment to the floor. As she rose up she felt one of her hands naturally rise to cover her breasts while the other made a vain attempt to cover her pubis. "Get those hands on top of your head young lady!" said Susan in a firm voice. Michelle did as she was asked, leaving her eyes staring at the ceiling in embarrassment. Susan looked at her daughter in total astonishment. Michelle's pubis was shaven clean. It looked as smooth as when she was born. Susan rocked back in her chair trying to absorb all the shocks she'd had in the last 30 minutes. "Well, well young lady. So you like to experiment do you? Well you're in for an awfully embarrassing time. Let me tell you something about punishments that I learned a long time ago. Half the punishment comes from the heat your bottom is going to feel very shortly. The other half comes from the embarrassment of the punishment and for my money, that lasts a lot longer. "All right, in a few minutes, I'm going to bring you to the garage and show you how to prepare for a punishment but first I'm going to warm that naughty bottom of yours over my knee. Get over here and over my lap right now." The fight seemed to have gone out of Michelle as she shuffled forward. Susan realized she still had the rectal plug in her hand and slid it into the pocket of her skirt as Michelle bent over her lap. Susan pulled her skirt up so Michelle was lying over her bare thighs. It felt strange to feel Michelle's bare tummy and breasts lying against her bare legs. Susan shifted Michelle around until her bottom was uppermost. Grasping around Michelle's waist with her left hand, Susan rested her right on Michelle's bare, white bottom. Susan smiled as she felt Michelle clench her bottom at the touch. She remembered all too well just how vulnerable this position felt. Still, there was one more touch to add. "No, no, we'll have no clenching of these buttocks during your spanking" said Susan as she patted Michelle's bottom gently, "Point your toes and rest the top of your toes on the carpet." Michelle did as she was told. "Now turn your toes in." With her toes turned inwards, Michelle found it impossible to clench her bottom at all. How had her mother known that this position would accomplish that? "Now, do you know why you're being spanked Michelle?" "Because I've been so easy" Susan's daughter answered. "Yes, but this spanking is for keeping your behavior secret. Your punishment for your behavior will be given in the garage." Without further delay, Susan raised her hand and brought it down sharply on the left buttock. Michelle gasped. Working herself into a steady rhythm, it took only moments before Michelle's pretty bottom was a deep pink and then a blotchy red. To Michelle's credit she didn't try to reach back. Her head hung in shame, she realized she really deserved every bit of this spanking. Tears rolled down her face but they were more from the embarrassment than the stinging heat from her mother's hand. As fast as it had started, it stopped. Michelle made to get up but a slight push from her mother pushed her down again. Michelle hung over her mother's thighs passively, waiting for whatever might come next. Michelle felt something cool, something smooth rubbing over her now hot bottom. "Do you know what that is Michelle?" asked Susan. "No" sniffed the young teen. Susan turned the hairbrush over and ran the bristle side gently across the red bottom. "Oh Mom! Not with a brush!" pleaded Michelle. "Relax, I'm not going to spank you with this brush" said Susan. She felt Michelle's body go limp with relief. "I'm going to have your father do it." "Mom! No!" cried Michelle. Susan pulled the young girl off her lap. Michelle's eyes were wide as she begged her mother not to let her Daddy spank her. Hadn't she been punished enough? "Not by a long shot." said Susan quietly as she stood up, "Put this nighty on." she instructed Michelle. The nighty was both thin and short. Susan could clearly see thee shape and size of not only Michelle's nipples but her crinkled areolae as well. As expected, the hem of the garment came down just to the crease of Michelle's bottom. "Come along." said Susan as she lead her down the stairs and into the garage via the kitchen door. The garage floor was cool against Michelle's bare feet. It made her feel even more naked. The garage was empty of cars and the garage door was, mercifully, closed. Michelle's father used this part of the house as his work area. Susan had Michelle wait a moment while she moved their bicycles out of the corner. "Over here Michelle." Michelle shuffled forward. "Go stand in that corner just like the naughty little girl that you are." Michelle moved forward until she was about two feet from the corner. "Closer," said Susan. Michelle shuffled closer until her nose was about ten inches from the corner. "Closer," said Susan again in a soft voice. Michelle whimpered quietly as she moved right into the corner. She felt horribly vulnerable. The cement cinderblocks of the garage walls dominated her vision and her back and bottom felt completely exposed. In a way, she realized, it was the same sensation as whenever she got blindfolded. Remembering her blindfold and her other sex games sent a rush to her pussy. In an instant she could feel herself get wet. As vulnerable as Michelle felt she was about to feel more so. "Very good Michelle, that's exactly the spot you'll wait in whenever you're getting a spanking from now on. There's just one more thing. Reach down and lift your nighty." Susan could see Michelle's hands tremble as they grasped the hem of the silky garment and lifted it just above her bottom. Susan could see the redness of her hand spanking was already fading. "No Michelle, that won't do. Lift that nighty right up under your arms." It took a moment of hesitation but Michelle's hand pulled the white silk right up to her armpits baring her back, her breasts and her hard nipples to the cool air of the garage. "That's exactly right Michelle" said her mother, "From now on, if your father or I tell you to go get ready for a spanking, this is how I expect to find you waiting. Your nose will be right in that corner, you'll be wearing only that exact nighty on and you will be holding it up just like that. Now, your father will be home in a half an hour so you have that long to think about your behavior." Susan looked around the garage. The old sofa was in here so Paul could use that. Perhaps she should bring in a straight-backed chair from the kitchen. No, the perfect furniture caught her eye: Paul's sawhorses. They were the age-old style and Susan remembered bending over one just like it as a teen. All the camping equipment was in the garage and Susan took down one of the sleeping bags as a padded cover. She folded it and put it across one of the sawhorses then moved the wooden contraption to the center of the garage floor. Susan headed for the kitchen, sliding her hands into her pockets as she prepared to leave Michelle to wait for her paddling. As her hands pushed down into her skirt pockets, her right hand touched the rectal plug she had stowed there earlier. Susan pulled the plastic object from her pocket and stared at it thoughtfully. The plug was similar to those Susan had felt invading her own anus. It was about four inches long and rounded at the end. A large bulge at the three-inch mark spread the diameter of the plug from one inch to two. The neck of the plug narrowed back to 3/4 of an inch before spreading to a 'T' shape. Susan knew from experience that one the round bulge had passed the sphincter, the anus would clamp down and squeeze the narrower neck of the rigid object. Unable to push the bulge past her sphincter muscles and unable to draw the object fully within her rectum due to the 'T' base, the anus and rectum would be under constant stimulation. Susan smiled. After all, the punishment should fit the crime shouldn't it? "Stay right there young lady. I'll be right back." Michelle listened as the garage became quiet. Her bottom was still warm but the stinging had gone away. The most present sensations Michelle had were her nipples. They were so hard they ached. Why did they always do that she wondered. Michelle leaned forward a couple of inches and the tips of her turgid nipples touched the cold, rough cement of the wall. Michelle gasped at the sensation. She moved sideways an inch and felt the delicious sensation of her nipples dragging across the hard concrete. It was like scratching an awful itch but it made her want to have more. Her hard sensitive nipples had gotten her into more trouble than anything else. Reluctantly, she pulled back as the sounds of her mother's footsteps came back into the garage. "Come here Michelle" said Susan. Michelle dropper her hands and turned around. "Did I tell you to lower your hands?" asked her mother. Michelle's eyes widened at the loud commanding voice and before she could even think, her hands had yanked her nighty back up over her breasts, leaving her once again exposed. Soon she'd have to do this in front of her father, thought Michelle and blushed scarlet at the thought. Michelle saw her mother standing beside something covered up by a sleeping bag, a sawhorse, she realized. Susan motioned to Michelle to the side of the object. "You'll be spanked bent over this" said Susan, "I want you to bend over it now so you know what position to take and also so I can finish preparing you for your punishment." What did that mean, wondered Michelle as she bent over the waist-high sawhorse. The height was perfect, Susan realized. Michelle's hips would rest right on the top. "Spread your feet until they're on the outside of the legs of the sawhorse," instructed Susan, "then reach forward to hold the lower crossbar with your hands." In this position Michelle was "completely" open. Her bent-over posture had the nighty slip higher covering her head. Now she couldn't see at all. She could just imagine the view from behind her. Susan was enjoying that view now. Michelle's body was very stretched. The spread open, bent over position had her buttocks spread naturally. Susan could clearly see the crinkled pink opening of Michelle's anus and below that the bare, puffy lips of her pussy. She's aroused, Susan realized as the moisture on Michelle's shaved lips glistened in the light. "All right young lady. Since you like playing with toys so much I'm going to leave you with one while you're being punished so you won't have any trouble remembering why you're in that position. What was she going to do, wondered Michelle. Susan pried open the lid of the jar of Vaseline she had fetched from the bathroom and dipped her finger deep into the cool jelly. Michelle's bottom was fully spread open and Susan knew she was nervous. As her finger approached she could see Michelle's puckered anus clench and release as though knowing it would soon be penetrated. Susan touched just the tip of her finger to the center of the tight opening. Michelle gasped as the cool slippery sensation of the Vaseline-covered finger touched her most intimate place. Her whole body seemed to tense involuntarily. "Don't move." warned Susan. In one long, firm motion, Susan slid her finger deep into Michelle's bottom. Pulling out with a twisting motion, Susan pushed in again, thoroughly lubricating the teenage rectum. Susan pulled her finger out and now dipped the tip of the rectal plug in the clear petroleum gel. Susan put the Vaseline down and brought the tip of the plug to the now glistening entrance to Michelle's anus. So this is what it's like on the giving end, thought Susan as she remembered for a moment the last time she had waited for Peter to fill her own bottom with such a plug. Michelle had been holding her breath as her mother seemed to pause for a moment. Was that really her plug touching her bottom, she wondered? She found out a moment later as the plastic object was pushed into her right up to the wide bulge. Michelle's breath went out in a loud whoosh. Susan held the plug there for a moment. There had been virtually no resistance to the plastic intruder and she was now quite certain that this was not the first trip for this plug up Michelle's rectal passage. Susan twisted the slippery plug slowly through a quarter turn and watched Michelle's toes curl in reaction. With a gentle push, Susan slid the plug in, letting Michelle's anus contract over the narrower neck of the object. Susan took a step back. Michelle hadn't moved. Her young body was still stretched and spread over the padded sawhorse, her pale bottom framed by the tan of her back and legs and punctuated by the tip of the rectal plug poking out from the center. The sound of Peter's car pulling into the driveway reached both Susan and Michelle's ears at the same time. Michelle started and made to get up. It was automatic. Susan put her hand at the small of Michelle's back. "No, no, young lady," you'll stay just as you are until you're told to move. Susan moved out of the garage and closed the door behind her. Michelle choked back a sob of frustration. She was thoroughly humiliated already and knew she'd be more so as soon as her father saw her like this. Susan met Peter at the door. "Hi Honey, how as your day," he asked, giving Susan a kiss on the cheek. "It's been pretty eventful so far," she grinned. "Are you ready for a shock?" "What?" said Peter. The look on Susan's face told him that whatever it is, it wasn't life threatening. "Well, your daughter has gotten into a fair amount of trouble and I've decided to handle it a little differently from usual." "Oh?" said Peter, raising one eyebrow. "Follow me and no matter what you see, don't say anything." Susan led her husband to the entrance of the garage. As Peter followed Susan into the garage, it was all he could do to keep from talking. Michelle had obediently maintained her submissive stance. The view of Michelle in her spread open, exposed position left nothing to the imagination. In an instant, Peter saw Michelle's bare, hanging breasts, her long erect nipples, her bare shaved?! pussy and the plug?! in her bottom. Susan pulled Peter from the room just before he began spluttering, asking all of his questions at once. It took Susan another five minutes to describe the events of the afternoon and at least four attempts to get across that the rectal plug sticking from Michelle's bottom was, in fact, her own and not from Peter and Susan's toy box. Finally, when Susan brought Peter to Michelle's room and showed him Michelle's toy collection, it started to sink in. By the time Peter stepped back into the garage, hairbrush in hand, Michelle had been waiting over ten minutes. To her credit, she had waited obediently in the embarrassing, submissive position with her bottom filled and exposed. She knew that the sound of the door meant her punishment was close at hand. Peter tapped the flat of the hairbrush against Michelle's bare bottom. "So young lady, not only are you experimenting sexually but you're being a sneak. Not communicating, lying to your teachers, missing school. These are the things that have you being punished today. Have you at least been practicing safe sex?" "Mostly" said Michelle in a tiny voice. "That is completely unacceptable Michelle! If you are going to play adult games, you need to take responsibility like an adult. Since you haven't been able to do that, this seems to be the only way to teach you to remember to be responsible." Without further ado, Peter raised his hand and brought the hairbrush down in a resounding smack on Michelle's left buttock. Before the pain and heat even registered, the hairbrush was making contact with the right buttock. Peter beat out a rapid tattoo on Michelle's bare bottom, rapidly turning it from pale white to hot pink. The tears started almost immediately but Peter kept going until he knew the punishment had gotten through. He paused for a few moments to rest his arm and turned the brush over to rub the bristle side across the hot bottom. The bristles against the over-sensitized flesh felt like sharpened nails to Michelle. She could feel the nerve endings in every inch of her bottom. The heat seemed to start at the surface and move all through her body. To her embarrassment, she was experiencing another kind of heat. Just as when her boyfriend had played domination and submission games, Michelle could feel the her nipples harden still further and her bare pussy become squishy and wet. Peter turned the brush over and tapped the smooth side against the end of the plug sticking from the hot bottom. Michelle gasped at each tap. The shock waves seemed to travel right to her clit. "Do you know why this is in you Michelle?" asked her father. Without waiting for a response, he answered himself. "It's to remind you that irresponsible sex play is not acceptable. There are many worse punishments than just a spanking and if you don't change your ways, you're liable to find out about them. You might find not only your bottom spanked but perhaps also right here, across your anus with a thin strap or perhaps a spanking a little lower. Peter rubbed the bristle side of the brush right up between Michelle's thighs, letting the soft bristles rub along her bare pussy lips and clit. Some of the bristles found their way between the engorged lips making Michelle moan despite herself. Peter smiled. Like mother, like daughter, he thought. Michelle's reaction to her punishment was the same arousal Susan displayed whenever she was spanked and teased. "All right, I'm going to finish your spanking now." said Peter With his left hand at the small of her back, Peter resumed spanking the already hot buttocks. Now virtually every smack caused Michelle's hips to buck upwards. Peter slid his hand lower, grasping the end of the rectal plug firmly as he continued spanking. For Michelle, the rush of sensations were like information overload. The feelings in her pussy, her anus, deep in her rectum, her breasts and nipples and, of course, her bottom all seemed to crowd in at once she knew she was bucking her hips higher and higher and that the rectal plug was jiggling in her as her father held it firmly. She knew that her knees were splayed wide showing her soaking pussy. It embarrassed her but she couldn't help it. Her orgasm, when it came, was unlike anything she'd ever experienced. She cried out again and again, her cries of passion mingling with her cries from the spanking. As she calmed a little, she realized the spanking had stopped. Had her father noticed? Oh God, that would be the most humiliating if he'd seen her cum. Peter would have had to have been deaf dumb and blind to miss Michelle's orgasm and he was not. Also, he had pretty much expected it as that was about when Susan would have cum also. Peter took Michelle by the arm and led her from the garage. The thin, short nighty had long since fallen over Michelle's head onto the floor, leaving her now completely naked. In a few moments, Peter had put Michelle into the corner of the living room with her red, bare bottom still on display and the rectal plug still twitching between her buttocks from the spasms still working through her body. "You'll stay there until you're told to go dress." said Peter, inflicting the final embarrassment on his daughter. "I also want you to know that I agree with your mother and that if you misbehave again, you can expect punishment just like this." Peter turned to Susan, who had been standing watching the whole time. Yes, the Carolson family was in for some big changes! 71 The Consultant The woman's voice was enthralling. I pictured her in my mind as about 25, 5'2," short curly blond hair, college preppy look. I pressed the phone a little more tightly to my ear as I listened. "Hi, my name is Elaine and my husband Ron and I are looking for something special. We've been fooling around with B&D, domination and submission games and we'd like to go a little farther, well... maybe a lot farther. The problem is that we're not sure what else to try and we're looking for a coach to help us out. "Let me tell you a bit about us. I'm 24, 5'4" with short sandy blond hair (ah ha! I was right!). I weigh in at 115lbs and my measurements are 34B, 24, 34. I love being submissive. Ron is 28, 6', 180lbs with short dark hair and a great physique. He's definitely straight. "What we're looking for is a dominant man who must have extensive experience that we can meet. You might just coach from the sidelines or, if you and Ron agree, you might also help him dominate me. "Our box number is 9941 and we'll be waiting for your message." I was captivated. The sound of her voice left me with visual images of her experiencing the many notions I could immediately come up with. I had never actually coached a couple in domination-submission games although I have a number of opportunities to introduce young ladies to the joys of submission. I pressed the reply button and left a message for Ron and Elaine with a short description of myself and my phone number. It was another 24 hours before I got a phone call. It was Elaine. "Um, hi. Is this Chris?" It was her and her voice was soft, nervous. "Yes, and this must be Elaine." "Yeah. Hi. I'm on the phone with Ron too." "Hi Ron." "Hi." "Um.. Well, maybe you could tell us something about yourself," said Elaine. Her voice was trembling slightly. "I'd be happy to." I talked for a few minutes and let Elaine and Ron know some of my experiences. I talked them through a couple of scenes I'd done and I could tell by Elaine's breathing and Ron's excited questions that it was turning them on. Finding out that I'd written the Master Chris collection was the clincher. They were big fans of the entire series and were suddenly very anxious to meet me in person. We scheduled a dinner a few days later, neutral territory where we could size each other up. Elaine was exactly what she said she was and her looks were delectable. She was wearing a white silk dress with thin straps and a deep plunging back. It was clear from the clinging shape and from the obviously erect nipples that she was braless. Her nipples looked like my favourite kind. Long and thick. They were very prominent under the silk. The presence of panties were less clear. Elaine was obviously nervous and hung onto Ron like a lifeline. I had chosen a local Japanese restaurant where we could get our own room and some privacy. The room was enclosed on all sides by rice-paper walls and when we weren't being served the door was closed leaving the three of us alone. It was a delightful couple of hours of discussing what the two of them had tried and what they had fantasized about. The reading of my stories and other had given them many ideas but they hadn't had the nerve to try most of them. The extent of their experience so far was reserved to a few over the knee spankings, a little light bondage with a blindfold and lots of teasing. Mostly this seemed to be because of Ron's inexperience and his hesitancy of rushing Elaine into too much. By the end of the dinner, it was quite clear that we were all ready to play. The double entendre of the conversation was thick and the temperature seemed to have risen a few degrees. The question of whether we should play now or later was handled by a look between Elaine and Ron. Ron turned to me. "Chris, do you think you'd like to come back to our place? I know Elaine is hot to play and I'm sure in the mood too. We're pretty sure we're all compatible enough that it this will work out great." I smiled at them. "And is Elaine ready to be a good little girl?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. Elaine blushed. She knew that the game had begun. "Yes, Sir." she said meekly. "I think Master Chris will need better assurances than that Elaine." said Ron in a firm voice. "Stand up." Elaine's eyes widened as she took to her feet. "Face Master Chris Elaine." Elaine turned to face me directly. Her nipples were clearly engorged and her face flushed. I could see her hands twisting at her sides as though she wanted to pull them up to cover herself but was forcing herself not to. I looked over at Ron. "Um, Master Chris, what would you like Elaine to do?" Ron was clearly unsure what he could ask of his pretty wife. "Elaine," I asked, "Are you ready to be obedient?" "Yes," she whispered. "Good, then lift your dress to your waist." Elaine's head shot up. "Umm, but, but I don't um... " I simply raised my eyebrows and said nothing. The pretty blond clenched her eyes shut and reached for the short hem of her dress. Rising slowly, Elaine pulled the hem with her until a short pull lifted it to her waist and exposed what I had expected all night. Beneath her dress was just Elaine herself. Her curly blond muff was trimmed to a nice tight shape and didn't complete conceal her puffy pussy lips. The flash was momentary as Elaine quickly dropped the hem of her dress to cover herself. "Elaine." I said quietly. "Yes, Sir?" "Did I tell you to lower your dress?" Elaine swallowed and reached back down for her hem. I had her hold it for a moment or two more before letting her cover herself. "Yes, I think you'll do nicely." I followed Ron and Elaine's car back to their suburban home. It was a ranch style house with a large back yard. Once inside, Ron led us to the living room and I sat myself down on the sofa. Ron sat too seemingly satisfied to let me take the lead in dominating his wife. Elaine stood uncertainly in the living room. She looked around wondering, it seemed, if she should sit or not. "Elaine." I said quietly. "Yes?" Her voice was no more than a whisper and I smiled at the tremor of nervousness in it. "That's, Yes Sir." "Yes Sir." "Remove your dress and shoes." Elaine let out a sigh as though relieved to be given something to do. Her breathing gave me a good indication that she was very aroused. Given that her dress was her only garment, it was only a moment before she was completely nude in front of us. "Hands clasped behind your head please." Elaine followed my direction and her arms with her elbows well back lifted her breasts to a delightful curve. The nipples were a dark brown and, as they had been all night, were crinkled tight and hard. Just as I had suspected, Elaine's nipples were larger than most. Both thick and long, they begged to be teased and pulled. I had some interesting notions of how I would do both. Without being asked, Elaine spread her feet about two feet apart leaving herself wide open for inspection. I rose from the couch and circled her slowly. Her bottom was round and firm and I stroked it gently. Elaine took a deep breath as I did so, feeling my hands for the first time on her body. I leaned over from behind until my mouth was buried in her sweet smelling hair right at her ear. "I'm going to enjoy making this pretty bottom very hot." I whispered, "Would you like that." "Oh God, yes." she breathed. Coming around in front of her I let my hands stroke up her side until it was resting on her neck. I avoided her nipples for a moment. I cupped her chin with my hand. "Open your mouth." Elaine's eyes widened at my simple request but she did as she was asked. My thumb was resting on her chin and I gently pulled downwards, urging her mouth wide open. "Now stick your tongue out." Elaine did so. "Further." The tip of her pretty tongue was now curling out as far as she could stick it. I stepped back for a moment, letting her wonder what would happen. With her tongue stuck out like this she couldn't speak, couldn't ask what might happen to her. I stepped back and let my thumb run over just the tip of her tongue. Elaine tried licking it, tried pushing her head forward in an attempt to suck my thumb into her. I let her lick with just the tip of her tongue for a moment then gently slid my thumb into her mouth, letting her suck. She moaned deeply at the sensation, rolling her tongue all over my thumb as it explored her mouth. Elaine's eyes closed for a moment as she savored the sensation and let me know with her actions how well she would suck other parts of me. I pulled my thumb from her mouth and brought it to her erect left nipple. I rolled the wet digit over the tight brown button and felt it get even harder. With my thumb and forefinger I squeezed the nipple and then pulled it upwards. Elaine again moaned at the sensation. "And are you wet little girl?" I asked quietly. We both knew the answer but my hand reached down her flat belly to find out. Elaine was soaked. I dipped two fingers deep into her pussy and she rose up on her toes and gasped. I knew I could make her come right there in a heartbeat if I kept this up and I had no intention of doing so too fast. Pulling my fingers from her I held them to her face to be licked clean. Elaine's tongue did not hesitate as she sucked her own juices from my fingers. "I'll be giving you a complete examination Elaine." "I understand Sir." "However," I said as my fingers slid back down her belly, "This extraneous hair will just get in the way. I want you to go to the bathroom and remove all of it. I want this pussy as smooth as when you were a little girl and then I want to see you waiting for your inspection in the bedroom. You'll wait on the bed on all fours with your ankles just over the edge of the bed. I want you facing away from the bedroom door, which you're to leave open. When you get to the bedroom you'll find a blindfold on the bed. Put that on and then rest your head down on the bed and spread your knees wide apart. I expect you to be holding your buttocks wide open for your inspection. Do you understand all of your instructions?" "Yes Sir" said Elaine excitedly. "Then get going." I gave her bottom a light smack to send her on her way then sat down with Ron. Elaine's husband was more than excited. He was beside himself. We discussed my plans for the next hour or so and then he went off to prepare some toys and make sure Elaine's blindfold was ready. I heard the sound of Elaine moving from the bathroom to the bedroom and waited about five minutes before following her. Ron was already waiting in the bedroom in an easy chair in the corner. He had seen his naked and now shaved wife enter and get into position. I knew that Elaine would be able to hear my footsteps and that she'd be excited when I entered. The sight that greeted me was, as always, breathtaking. The pretty blond was in exactly the position I requested. From behind I could see her spread open buttocks and the tight brown crinkled opening of her anus. Below the shaved puffy lips of her pussy were already glistening from her juices. I walked all around to examine the view. In this bent over position, Elaine's breasts hung down below her body and her hard nipples were touching the bedspread. I'd be touching them momentarily. Her blindfold ensured that she couldn't see and I knew that her other senses would all be heightened as a result. Her breathing was shallow as though she was trying so hard to hear that she didn't want to be disturbed even by the sound of her own breathing. I reached into my pocket for the nipple clips I had waiting. These clips were really my favorite and perfect for overlarge nipples. The squeeze clips were adjustable and I preferred them to squeeze firmly but not cause real pain. I also wanted them to stay on for a while. I had already attached long strings to each of them. Reaching under the pretty girl, I grasped her right nipple. Elaine gasped at this first attention. The nipple was already hard but I pulled it out even further to attach the clip. The second clip was equally easy. Once the nipple clips were attached, I used the strings to tied the nipples to Elaine's knees which, in this position, were very close. Now every movement would cause the nipples to be pulled and further stimulated. I expected that in the next few minutes, I would have her squirming from other sensations. Elaine's breathing was deeper now as the nipple clips stimulated her body. I leaned down again to her ear. "Are you ready for your examination little girl?" "Oh yes Sir." she said. The sound of the rubber glove being pulled over my hand and the snap of it was unmistakable and I smiled as I heard Elaine whisper "Oh God" to herself. Coating my finger with Vaseline, I brought the tip to the entrance to Elaine's tight anus. My conversations with the young couple earlier had revealed that Elaine had been touched her only rarely and, although it excited her to think about, had never had anal sex. My finger circled the crinkled opening in minute circles and Elaine's body responded. I saw her start to move her buttocks back toward me only to find her nipples being pulled out by the clips. With a little moan of frustration she tried to stop moving. I teased her for another few moments then dipped the tip of my finger inside. Elaine's anus was tight and her anal muscles were clenching and grabbing at just the tip of my finger involuntarily. It was as though her body couldn't make up its mind if it wanted my finger in her or out of her. Of course, I would be making that decision and after letting get used to the tip of my twisting finger, I slowly pushed it home until it was buried deep in her body. Now I pulled it out all the way then slowly plunged it back in all the way. Elaine's moans were loud now and her buttocks pushed back on my finger. Of course the strings attached to her thighs and the clips they were tied to pulled her nipples and her breasts downward but this served only to arch her back more and splay her bottom even wider for me. I took my time lubricating Elaine, enjoying the sensations and the power of knowing that I was causing her all these feelings. I could feel her quivering and I finally pulled my finger from her before she could come. Elaine's moans were just short whimpers now. I left her for a moment and took the rectal plug I had waiting. The plug was a simple one and not too large. Starting at a narrow tip, the white plastic got wider and wider until its diameter was almost an inch before rapidly narrowing to a 1/2 inch neck. The "T" base ensured that we wouldn't lose the device deep in Elaine's rectum. I touched the tip of the plug to the well-lubricated anus and watched as Elaine tried to push herself back on it. I was happy to oblige. In short teasing motions, I urged the tip of the plug into her and held it there for a moment so she could get used to it. Once she had stopped squirming, I firmly pushed the plug forward. A couple of back and forth motions ensured that the young girl wouldn't feel forced and a moment later the widest part of the plug past her sphincter and was pulled deep into her by her own muscles as they tried to close down on the narrow neck of the device. Elaine was whimpering again as the largest object ever inserted in her bottom held her open. I tapped the end of the plug with my forefinger knowing that the light sensations were transmitted directly to the end of the plug buried deep in her body. The reward was an instant groan of arousal from the widely splayed girl. With her bottom plugged and her nipples clipped, I now reached lower to tease the newly shaved pussy. The smooth lips were swollen with excitement and the spread open position had them yawning open to show me the soaking pink inner lips. Elaine's juices covered most of both the inner and outer lips and I could see they had already started to trickle down her thigh. I slid my thumb deep into her wet opening with a smooth motion, leaving my fingers in front of her to find her clit. Finding it wasn't hard as the erect little button was so hard it was sticking out from its tiny folds. I teased Elaine's pussy only for a moment more as she was closer than ever to having an orgasm. Reaching around her, I untied the strings from her thighs and helped her to stand. With her feet apart and hands back behind her head she made for a beautiful sight. I removed the blindfold to see her eyes. They were wide with excitement and the pupils fully dilated. I knew from experience that the excitement of such a scene could be just as intoxicating as drugs. "Are you ready for your spanking young lady?" I asked her. Elaine nodded her head. The clips and their cords were still hanging from her fat nipples and I grabbed the strings to lead her over my lap as I sat down in the straight back chair in the room. Elaine shuffled behind me learning as she walked about the sensations of a rectal plug while moving. I took my time positioning her over my lap and started gently stroking her smooth white bottom. The end of the rectal plug sticking out only made it more erotic. I had Elaine spread her legs as Ron's position was directly behind her. With her legs spread, he could see right up to her wet pussy. I started the spanking slowly with my hand, giving out lightly stinging smacks all over her buttocks until they were a light pink. Elaine was breathing hard again, lost in her own thoughts about the sensations and experience she was living. I paused for a moment to grab the hairbrush I had placed on the bureau. The brush had a wide, flat back with a nice sized handle. I rubbed first the smooth side over Elaine's pink buttocks. She was squirming with the sensations of the smooth cool brush against her warm bottom. With the flat of the brush, I tapped the end of the rectal plug still sticking up from between Elaine's round buttocks. The shock wave transmitted along the plastic device caused an instant reaction. Elaine gasped loudly and squirmed as she lay over my thighs. Raising the hairbrush, I began spanking the young woman with short sharp smacks. The flat cracking sound of the hairbrush resounded through the room as Elaine's bottom went from pink to an all- over light red. After a few smacks, I stopped to give her breathing a chance to catch up. Turning the brush over, I casually rubbed the bristles over the already sensitized skin of Elaine's bottom. The pretty buttocks clenched involuntarily as the bristles rubbed gently over them. This clenching caused her to squeezed down on the plug which kept it continually stimulating her rectum. I brought the brush lower and gently ran the bristles up the inside of each thigh. I was rewarded by seeing Elaine's toes curling at the sensations. A few smacks later and I let Elaine get up. Her bottom was red and hot to the touch. Her pussy, not surprisingly, was even weter than before. Taking the strings of the nipple clips, I led Elaine over to the corner of the room. "Nose in the corner, young lady." Elaine shuffled forward until her nose was pressed into the corner of the room and her bottom, with the inserted anal plug sticking out on display to the room. I tapped her thighs to urge them apart then took Ron out of the room for a few moments to prepare the last part of our scene. We gave Elaine about 5 minutes of waiting in the corner and I was not disappointed to find that she was again more turned on when we returned. I had been keeping her on the edge of an orgasm for ages now and I knew that it was coming close to the time that I would have to let her come or find her getting frustrated and less turned on. I entered the room quietly and moved behind the pretty girl. I have always loved the sight of a girl in the corner and this was no exception. I reached forward with one finger and just pushed at the end of the rectal plug. "Ohhh!" gasped Elaine. She had not heard me coming. "Do you like this plug in your pretty little bottom Elaine?" I asked. "Yes Sir" she whispered. It was as though she was embarrassed to admit it. "I've arranged with Ron to make sure your bottom is filled with something else tonight. Do you think you're ready to lose your anal virginity?" "Oh my God, I never thought I could but I am so ready." she replied. I chuckled at her response. He'll be saving that for a little later but I think you're ready too. First, you're going to come for me. Do you think you're ready?" I reached between Elaine's legs and slid my hand along her soaking slit as I asked. Elaine gasped and rose up on her toes. "Oh please. I've been so ready for ages. I've never, ever been this hot." I pulled the blindfold back over her eyes and turned her around. Leading her by her nipple leashes, I led her back to the bed and put her on her back. With the rope that Ron had strategically placed earlier it only took a few moments to tie her hands to the headboard. I then tied ropes to her upper thighs and others around her knees and ankles. These ropes served to pull her knees up and wide, wide apart. Even in the doctor's office Elaine had never been this exposed. The strings attached to the nipple clips were just long enough to tie to the picture hook above the headboard and the result kept Elaine's nipples and the tips of her breasts tugged upward. Elaine's breathing was ragged now. I knew from our earlier interview that being tied and helpless was an integral part of her fantasy and now she was living it. I turned on the vibrator and rubbed it along her chin, down her side and touched her all over with it. Holding it against one of the nipple clips caused her to gasp out loud. I ran the vibrator down her thighs, carefully avoiding her erect and glistening clit as I was sure that two seconds of the vibrator there would be enough to send her over the edge. Turning off the vibrator, I reached down between her outstretched legs for what I knew she couldn't expect. The rectal plug in her bottom all this time was quite capable of vibrating too and now I turned it on. The sensations started deep in Elaine's over stimulated young body. I motioned to Ron and he quickly knelt down between his wife's legs to fasten his mouth to her clit. I moved upwards to Elaine's face and pulled the blindfold from her. Elaine's eyes were squeezed shut and her moans were now loud and continuous. Her head was thrashing now from side to side as the multiple sensations accosted her. "Open your eyes Elaine." I told her. Eleaine's eyes flew open. The pupils were dilated and she had a wild look. "Look at me." I said, "I want you to look right at me as you come for me." "Oh God, Oh God, Oh..." said Elaine as she squirmed. She was not able to hold out for long. Within a minute the orgasm seemed to take control of her body. Her cries and her struggles with the ropes only seemed to intensify the sensations as Elaine came once and then again and then a third time as her husband teased the plug with his fingers and her smoothly pussy and clit with his tongue. It was an hour or so later that I left Elaine and Ron. I knew I'd see them again. They had opened a door into a part of their lives that could never be closed again. 72 First Visit to the Gynecologist This afternoon had been in the planning stages for months. Now the day was finally at hand. It was really quite a unique opportunity. I was sitting behind a regular reception desk wearing a shirt, slacks and a white lab coat. I looked every bit the part of a doctor's assistant and that was exactly the part I was to play. My friend and co-conspirator, Roger, a gynecologist, was in his office only a few feet away. The waiting room was empty. There were only two people expected today and only one patient. Roger had known that this day would come for a number of years but my invitation was much more recent. Roger had long been a fan of the Master Chris stories and had noted my own interest in the submissive nature of a gynecological exam. We had made contact a couple of years before and had become instant friends. Although we lived in different parts of the country, Roger and I often found the time to talk, making sure we kept up on each other's exploits. I told him that I envied him his profession but he was quick to set me straight about that. In 99.9% of the visit, he assured me, I'd have really no interest in being there. Still, he said, every once in a while there is a visit that makes it interesting. Roger also described to me the group he and his wife Jane had been a part of for almost ten years. There were currently four couples involved and they had regular parties once per month. The ages ranged from the late 20's to early 40's. All four women were very submissive and the men dominant. During the parties, explained Roger, the women might be instructed to perform for the group or they might switch submissives for the evening, giving each woman the chance to be dominated by someone new. Roger had described one of the women to me in detail a couple of months ago. Wendy was 38 but looked ten years younger. She had been submissive most of her adult life to her husband Robert and had known Roger and Jane since before their marriage eighteen years before. She was apparently a petite blond not unlike Meg Ryan, Roger assured me. She kept her figure through the birth of two daughters, one now fourteen and one just turning seventeen. It was Sally, the seventeen year-old, that had me hop a plane half-way across the country. Roger was the gynecologist of three of the four women who were part of their group and their annual exams were part of the .1% of exams that he found "interesting." Wendy had discussed Sally's impending exam with Roger as it would be the first full gynecological exam she had ever had. Roger had shared that discussion with me. Wendy had been concerned about what would be done to Sally during her exam. Wendy's own examinations while thorough, contained an extensive erotic element. Wendy knew that Sally was due for an exam. She also knew that Sally's own submissive nature was starting to express itself. She described Sally's obvious arousal during spankings and afterwards during corner time and an incident when she found Sally masturbating blindfolded. She very much wanted to give her to Roger. Still, an aura of decorum would have to be maintained. After conferring with Wendy and Robert, Roger had also gotten permission for me to assist. A rare and sweet opportunity that I would not have missed for the world. In the last seven weeks we had scripted the exam between the three of us and now here we were. Wendy and Sally were expected any minute and I knew I could hardly wait. The door opened at exactly 4:30. They were right on time. The two of them were very pretty and the family resemblance was obvious. Wendy was about 5'5" with short curly blond hair and a freckled nose and cheeks. I guess her weight at about 110lbs with about a 34B-24-34, aerobics instructor body. She was wearing a floral print sundress and high-heeled sandals. Roger's comparison of Meg Ryan was not at all unfair. Sally was the junior version. Same freckled nose and cheeks, blond hair up high in a pony tail. She was also in a sundress, this one yellow. It was short enough to show off long tanned coltish legs and tight enough to show every erect nipples. From fear? excitement? arousal? She did look a little nervous. Wendy approached me at the desk. "Hi. Sally here has an appointment with Dr. Bentsen." I flashed my warmest smile, "Hi Mrs. Keal. Hello Sally. Yes, I see your appointment here for 4:30. I'll let Dr. Bentsen know that you're here." Roger's eyes were twinkling with excitement. "Ok. Show Wendy in first." "Great" I said. A moment later, I was back in the waiting room. "Mrs. Keal, Dr. Bentsen would like to see you in his office first." "You wait right here Sally. I'm sure it won't be long," said her mother. I led Wendy down the corridor to Roger's office and held the door to let her pass inside. I followed her and shut the door behind me. Roger had assured me that this office was completely soundproofed. "Hi Roger." said Wendy smiling. "Hi yourself." he said, "Excited?" "Whew! And how! I feeling a little guilty for being so turned on at my daughter getting examined but I can't help it." "As you've no doubt guessed, that person behind you is Chris." "Hi." she smiled at me. "Hello again." I said. Roger smiled at Wendy. "Did you prepare yourself as I instructed?" Wendy's face blushed a deep red as she stole a glance in my direction. "Yes, Sir." she whispered. "Good." said Roger, "Let' s make sure. Remove your dress and stand in position." Wendy gulped and looked again at me hesitatingly. Having to strip in front of a newly-met man is unnerving, as her daughter was about to discover. Wendy closed her eyes for a moment then reached down and grasped the hem of her dress. I one movement she peeled it up, over her head and off leaving her naked but for her heels. These were off a moment later and Wendy spread her feet almost three feet apart before clasping her hands behind her head. The tanned back, buttocks and legs were perfect from my rear perspective. Wendy had kept herself in shape. Between her tight buttocks peeked the end of a rectal plug as per Roger's instructions. Roger motioned me over to enjoy the frontal view. With Wendy's hands behind her head, her breasts were pulled up leaving gently curving mounds with no sag. As Roger had described, Wendy's nipples were a dark brown and right now were very hard. Although the areolae were not very wide, the nipples themselves were quite long and quite thick. With the pencil in my hand, I flicked each of them a couple of times. "We'll have to see if Sally's get this long won't we?" Wendy moaned in reply. Moving further to the front I could see Wendy's smooth mound. All the women in Roger's group kept themselves completely devoid of pubic hair. Wendy's lips were puffy and protuberant and I could see the glistening sheen of her juices on them. I let my fingers trail across her bare pubis as I walked around her, "I wonder if we'll have to shave Sally's today?" I murmured. Wendy groaned aloud at the thought. I completed my tour behind the pretty blond where my fingers found the end of the rectal plug. "Would you like to tease one of these into your daughter's bottom?" I whispered. "Oh God yes!" she said. Roger chuckled. "Speaking of which, we'd better get started. Chris, this is your cue. We'll be enjoying Sally's preparation from behind the one-way mirror." I turned and left Roger's office and headed back to the waiting room. "Sally, would you follow me please?" It was my best bedside voice. Sally obediently followed me down the corridor and into an examining room. "Sally, Dr. Bentsen is going to be with you in just a few moments. I'm going to take care of the basics before he does. Please take our shoes, clothes and any underwear off here and I'll be right back. Ok?" Sally gulped nervously but nodded her head. I left the room and the door perhaps an inch ajar. A moment later I was in the next room with Roger and Wendy looking through a one-way mirror. Sally did look quite nervous. She removed first her shoes and then hesitated a long minute or so before reaching down to peel off her sundress. This left her in just a pair of high-cut floral print panties. Sally put her fingers into the waistband and started to pull them off. Her bare buttocks came into view. Then, seeming to think the better of it, she pulled them back up and looked around as though for some other covering. There was, of course, none. Sally's bare breasts came into view as she turned. The nipples were pink and perhaps a little smaller than her mother's but they were definitely thick and definitely long and, like her mother's definitely hard. Sally perched herself on the table to await her fate and that was my cue to get back to work. My eyebrows raised as I walked in the room and looked pointedly at Sally's panties. "Now Sally," I said in my most paternal voice "I hope you're going to be a good girl for me." Sally's freckled face reddened as she blushed. "Take those panties off please. I did say all of your clothes." "Yes, Sir." said the young girl softly and hopped off the table to remove her last line of defense. The blond pubis was lightly covered. I could clearly see Sally's puffy lips through the light down before one hand dropped to cover up. "Ok. You can sit up on the table for a minute. I've got most of your medical history already from your mom but I have a few more specific questions you'll need to answer for Dr Bentsen." I pulled out an officious looking clipboard. "Now then, when did you start menstruating?" Sally blushed again as she realized how personal these questions were. She had no idea. "Thirteen." "And when did your last period start?" "Two weeks ago yesterday." "Ok. Are you sexually active?" "What?! No." Sally's eyes were wide. "Sally, you'll need to answer all these questions truthfully for Dr. Bentsen. "Have you ever had intercourse?" Sally shook her head. "Have you had boyfriends?" "Yes." she said. "And what did you do with them? Have you let them touch you?" Sally blushed again as she nodded. "On your breasts?" Another nod. "Your pubic area?" Again a nod. "Have they touched you inside your vagina?" Sally hesitated a long moment before nodding again. "And have they touched your anal region?" Sally's eyes opened wide and her head shot up. "No way!" "Ok fine." I said, "Now then, how often do you masturbate?" "Uhhh, no. No, I don't do that," said Sally. "Now Sally, of course you do. All girls of your age do. I'd just like to know how often. Several times a day, once a day, once a week?" "A couple of times a week I guess." said Sally in a low voice. "Good. Thank you. And what objects have you inserted into you while masturbating?" Sally started to protest again but one look at my face stopped her cold. "Not much, my hairbrush, a candle and a carrot." "Have your ever inserted anything into your bottom?" Sally shook her head. Her blush had now expanded down her chest almost to her erect nipples. "That'll do it. I'll be giving these answers to Dr. Bentsen. Now let's take care of your height, weight, blood pressure and so on. Hop off that table and come over to the scale." Sally's hands naturally moved to cover herself. One across her breasts, the other over her pubis. I took her weight and carefully noted it on my clipboard. "Ok. Now turn around to face me with your feet together and hands by your side. Stand tall." Sally blushed yet again as she uncovered herself before me. I took note of her height and then directed her back to the table where, in a few moments, I had measured her blood pressure. "Ok. Now lie on the table on your tummy please." Sally, now used to following my instructions, rolled onto her tummy on the paper-covered table. "Good. Up on hands and knees now. That's fine. Now cross your arms and rest your head down on your hands. Very good." Sally was now in a classic head-down, tail-up position. I grasped one of her calves and gently urged it outwards leaving her knees about eight inches apart. Sally was looking at me as I moved now slowly around the room. In this exposing, submissive position she was completely open. I moved to one of the cabinets and slowly, deliberately pulled on rubber gloves. As I snapped the end of the glove over my wrist, I saw Sally blink. Now from another cabinet I pulled a rectal thermometer and a tube of lubricating KY jelly. Sally's eyes went wide as I moved from the cabinet back to the examining table. I took the thermometer and covered it with the lubricant. Now I rested the palm of my left hand on the smooth white buttocks. My forefinger and thumb were resting gently down the slightly spread crack of Sally's bottom. Pressing down, then firmly outward, I spread the cheeks wide apart. Sally's dark brown crinkled anus was now fully exposed to me. I held her there a long moment. I could feel her tremble slightly beneath my palm. The next touch Sally felt was cold, right at the center of her virgin anus. I teased the cool metal tip of the thermometer covered in the slippery jelly at the entrance to the anus then slid it deep into her rectum in one long motion. Once three-quarters of it was fully inside her I twirled it between my fingers for a moment eliciting a soft squeal from the teen before releasing the buttocks. I jiggled the thermometer once or twice before telling Sally to stay still until I instructed her otherwise. I walked back to the cabinet and removed my gloves. The KY was now conveniently placed where Roger would be using it shortly. I moved back to the table a couple of times to tease the tip of the thermometer. The trembles and shivers in Sally's hindquarters were well worth the effort. After about two minutes of having to wait in this humiliating position, it was almost time for the thermometer to come out. I could see from behind her that the rectal teasing was causing another welcome effect. Sally's sparsely covered pussy lips were now puffy and spread out like the petals of a flower. Her internal moisture was clearly visible from behind. The door behind me opened, and Roger walked in right on schedule. Sally's eyes flew open at the intrusion. Now two strange men were looking at her naked body in this terribly exposing position! Sally had never felt this exposed. "Hello Sally, I'm Dr. Bentsen." said Roger, "You look like Chris is just about done with you." "Just about Doctor." I said, "We're just finishing off with Sally's temperature." "Good." said Roger. I teased the thermometer for the last time and pulled it slowly from her rectum in a twirling motion. Without further instruction, Sally stayed motionless in her tail-up position as I completed the notations on the clipboard and Roger made a show of reading it. "Ok. Thanks Chris." he said and I made my exit. Roger moved over to Sally and softly smacked her left buttock. "Up you get Sally. Sit down on the table and we'll get this exam over with." I made my way into Roger's office. Wendy was at the one-way mirror still naked. The rectal plug was still visible between her buttocks, which were now a hot pink in color. She had obviously just spent a little time over Roger's knee. Wendy looked over her shoulder at me as I walked in. "That was very hot!" she said smiling, "I came twice while you took her temperature." I smiled back, "Glad you enjoyed it." We turned together to see the view of Roger and Sally together. Roger was taking his time to carefully examine Sally's breasts. First with her hands down then with her hands clasped behind her head, Roger pressed and squeezed each part of her firm mounds. Through the speaker we heard him instructing her on how to do a breast self-examination and made the red- faced teen practice it on herself while he watched. Roger took a little extra time with Sally's nipples, rolling them and tugging on them until they had extended to the longest extent possible. Sally was squirming with embarrassment by the time he was done. "All right Sally, now I'd like you to scoot all the way down the table here to the end. Good. Now lie back and put your hands by your sides. Great." Roger pulled out the stirrups and adjusted them wide apart. Taking each of Sally's ankles he placed her feet firmly in the stirrups. The final position left Sally fully spread out and exposed. Roger now dropped the bottom part of the table to leave Sally's buttocks in mid-air. He now had complete access to all of Sally. From our vantage point so could we. Between Sally's knees we could see her smoothly rounded breasts punctuated by her rock-hard nipples pointing towards the ceiling. Her pussy lips were now naturally spread open and her state of arousal was evident in both the nipples and the copious amounts of juice visible on her pink inner lips. From where we were looking even Sally's anus was fully exposed as the position she was in left her buttocks pulled wide apart also. The glistening view of KY jelly was still visible at the center of her crinkled opening. Roger sat down between Sally's splayed thighs leaving him only a few short inches from her spread-open charms and pulled on a pair of latex gloves. First he spread her outer lips wide apart and touched all along them. The hood of Sally's young clitoris was next and Roger teased it back and forth before pulling it all the way back to fully expose her clit. Sally moaned involuntarily and squirmed under the touch. "Sensitive?" asked Roger. "Uh huh." said the helpless teen. "That's your clitoris Sally. And this is the covering for it. When it is stimulated or when you are aroused it will often get hard and very sensitive. It's quite normal for it to get erect like this here during an exam. Continuing to manipulate it will usually cause a woman to have an orgasm. Now, have you been stimulating your clitoris when you masturbate?" Sally nodded her head. "Do you only rub it or have you stimulated it in other ways." "Just rubbing." "Ok fine, and have you let boys rub you here also?" Sally nodded again. "Hmmm." said Roger, "and do they do that directly or through your clothes?" "Both, I guess." answered Sally. Roger had continued to hold his thumb over Sally's clit during his questions and Sally was now squirming at the sensations he was causing. With a final tweak, Roger let go of the hood of Sally clitoris and let it slide over the engorged button. Moving a little lower now, Roger spread Sally's inner pussy lips wide open with his fingers. Once he had teased them back and forth he let them go and rested his left hand over the pubis. By no coincidence his thumb was again resting directly over her clit. With his right hand, roger now eased the tip of his forefinger into Sally's pussy Sally gasped at the sensation. With several in and out twisting movements, Roger eased his finger fully into the teenage pussy. In front of me Wendy was easing two fingers into her own. With a short cry, Wendy brought herself to her third orgasm of the afternoon. The two of us were spellbound at the sight of Sally's examination. Roger now eased his finger out and added a second. Both fingers now slowly disappeared into Sally's body as Roger's left thumb gently teased Sally's clit. We could see Sally roll her hips at the penetration as her body tried to pussy itself onto the probing fingers. "Just relax Sally." said Roger whose combination of in and out and clitoral rubbing were allowing her to do anything but. "But I feel so tingly down there." said Sally. "It's possibly just arousal from the examination. As I told you, that's not at all unusual for a girl's first exam." Sally's squirming was now non-stop. We could see her stomach muscles ripple as Roger brought her closer and closer to an orgasm. Roger pulled his two fingers from Sally's pussy leaving her right on the edge of her climax. Now he slid his left hand lower and used it to again open her lips wide apart. Reaching over to the counter, Roger took a small speculum. Sally wasn't even looking. He slid the tip of it in and out for a moment then firmly slid it home. Sally gasped and lifted her hips almost off the table at the fullness of the feeling now inside her. Now Roger slowly twisted the speculum through ninety degrees until the handle was downward. Sally was panting slightly at the sensation deep inside her body. "Ok. Let's open you up a bit so we can get a better look." said Roger as he slowly spread the petals of the speculum and the interior of Sally's pussy at the same time. "Oh, Oh!" said Sally as Roger stretched her pussy lips and the whole of her interior wide open. Roger quickly took a Pap smear but left the speculum in as he continued the exam. From our perspective, we could only imagine how much more exposed Sally must now feel. Her feet up and wide open in the stirrups, even the interior of her body now opened for display and her now completely helpless to do anything but lie back and experience the different sensations. Roger's left hand never left Sally's pubic mound and his constant stimulation of her clitoral area kept the young girl squirming. "Everything looks all right up here." said Roger, "Let's check a little lower." Roger's finger now moved downward toward Sally's tight anus. The lubrication of Sally's bottom, which I had started with the thermometer, had been augmented by Sally's own juices, which had been trickling from her pussy along her crack for about fifteen minutes. Roger's fingertip at the entrance to her bottom had Sally squirm again. "Oh!" she exclaimed as just the tip of Roger's lubricated finger slipped inside. There seemed to be no resistance as he buried the rest of finger slid deep into her without complaint. Wendy and I watched Sally's toes curl over the silver stirrups at the sensation of being penetrated in her rectum. Roger twisted his finger back and forth before pulling almost all the way out then pushing his finger forward as deep as he could. The added stimulus was too much for Sally. With a tiny cry her toes curled again and we watched her whole body tense then release in a full-blown orgasm. Wendy came yet again at the sight of her own daughter climaxing in front of her. Roger's hands gently pulled back as Sally calmed down. "Chris." he called. I entered a moment later. Sally, still flushed from her orgasm, blushed again at this latest exposure. "Chris, would you have Sally's mother come in please?" I left to find Wendy. In Roger's office, Wendy was just pulling her dress back over her head. She walked into the examining room a moment later. "Hi Mrs. Keal." said Roger. Sally was now exposed in front of her mother, as she never had been before. With the speculum still stretching her wide open, Wendy was now getting a view even inside her daughter's pussy. Blushing had seemed to become Sally's expression of the day and she seemed to blush even more as Wendy took a good look. "Sally is doing fine." said Roger. "I've just completed her exam. The only problem she has seems to be some constipation. If you like, I can leave you to take care of it at home or if you'd rather, I can give Sally an enema here to clean her out." Sally's eyes flew wide and she looked like she was about to comment but, of course, no one was asking her opinion. "If you think an enema is called for Doctor, please give one to her here. Sally should be used to them. She's gotten them often enough at home." "Mom!" cried Sally in embarrassment. Roger was already lubricating the Bardex nozzle. Sally might have had enemas at home but they were unlikely to be like the one she was about to receive. A moment later, Sally felt the tip of the large nozzle at her now very lubricated anus. With a gentle push, Roger slid the first bulb past Sally's sphincter to settle well inside her rectum. With a couple of squeezes, the bulb in Sally's bottom expanded to full size. "Oh!" she cried again in surprise. She was now more than full with an object embedded in her bottom that she had an involuntary urge to expel and the still-open speculum stretching her pussy. There was no amount of pushing that would allow her escape from the invading devices. Roger took this opportunity to remove the speculum from her. Both Wendy and I watched as he did so. Sally pussy stayed yawning open all on its own for a moment before her supple muscles pulled it closed once again. "Now, now." said Wendy as she patted Sally's belly. "Just relax and let the doctor take care of you." The nozzle was now quickly attached to the waiting bag and one click later, warm water was slowly filling Sally's bottom. Sally announced that she was full a couple of minutes later but Roger just smiled and let the balance of the bag empty into her. Her smooth belly slowly swelled as the water filled it. Now Roger detached the hose from the nozzle leaving the tube of the nozzle and the end of the nozzle hanging down between Sally's legs. "Chris" said Roger, "Would you please take Sally to the washroom?" "Sure." I said. The three of us helped Sally to her feet. The water from the enema now clearly showed in how distended her belly was while standing. Sally was panting with the heavy sensation of the enema held in by the inflated Bardex deep in her rectum. I took Sally by the elbow and led her out of the examining room across the corridor into the bathroom. Any residue of modesty seemed to have left her with the enema, as she didn't even complain about being brought into the corridor completely naked with a tube hanging from her bottom. I had her bend over at the toilet and deflated the Bardex. I gently pulled it from her and let her plop down on the toilet to expel the enema. "Go back into the examining room when you're ready." I said and left her a few moments of privacy. It took over five minutes before Sally dashed back naked across the corridor to the exam room. I instructed her to get dressed and then took her into Dr. Bentsen's office. Wendy was already there, sitting in one of the chairs. Sally took the other. "All right Sally." said Roger, "I'm giving you a clean bill of health. Everything seems to be in working order and unless you need to see me otherwise, I'll look forward to your regular exam next year." I had no doubt that Roger would look forward to Sally next exam. I know I sure would. 73 Sara in Jail in South America Sara was in trouble, real trouble. Things had been going so well and she'd been having such a good time. But now she found herself held in a small, dank jail cell, 8 feet by 6 feet and worse, the jail cell was deep in the heart of South America in a country where all she could do with the language was limited at best. The worst of it was, Sara had no idea why she was in this cell in the first place or what she could do to get out. Her ordeal had started almost 6 weeks earlier when upon graduation, Sara's Dad had presented her with 2 tickets for a South American tour. It had seemed romantic, exotic, even outrageous to tour around 4 different countries for 4 weeks but Sara was very excited about it. The second ticket was for Sara's boyfriend Paul. They had been practically joined at the hip for the last two years of college so it was only fitting that they take off together. Sara and Paul made a striking couple and everyone, Sara's parents included, figured that they would marry soon. Paul was a shade under 6 feet with an athletic build, blond hair and deep blue eyes. Sara looked like an all-American cheerleader. She was about 5'5" with a trim athletic build and high, tight uptitled breasts. With her red-hair and fair skin, Sara's nipples were a very light pink in color and awfully thick when excited. Her round bottom was perhaps her best feature and when she and Paul had recently tried anal sex, Sara had marked it down as one of the year's great discoveries. The first 2 weeks of vacation were everything Sara expected and more. The pressures of school behind her and the warm, Latin ambiance of the places they were visiting made for very romantic days and hot and erotic nights as the two twenty-one year-olds made their way around South America. Two nights ago they had flown into this smaller country and the political atmosphere here had seemed a little tenser. Sara had no idea how tense. Their hotel was a small guesthouse right near the ocean. Sara and Paul had enjoyed frolicking in the surf and shopping in the local bazaar the first day and had been wandering through the small nation's capital yesterday. In the wee hours of the morning, the glorious vacation had come to a screeching halt. Sara and Paul had been rudely awakened at almost 2:00am by several armed soldiers in their bedroom. They were physically pulled right out of the bed and pushed against the wall amidst plenty of shouting. Sara was mortified. As they had since coming down to this tropical climate, both she and her boyfriend had been sleeping in the buff. Now she had been pulled stark naked out of her bed in plain view of 4 or 5 leering soldiers. When Paul had tried to resist he had gotten a rifle but in the kidneys for his trouble. Sara was given an embarrassing pat down that was clearly unnecessary given her lack of clothes by the soldier that looked to be in charge. He pushed Sara into the classic "spread-em" pose with her hands above her pushing the wall, her feet wide apart and well back from the wall. Sara was so shocked she didn't move as the man's rough hands slid down her arm and across each breast slowly. Even her nipples were pinched before the hand moved lower. Sara's embarrassment increased by an order of magnitude as a hand teased up her spread thigh and then completely between her legs to rest flat on her belly. Several months before Sara had started using a depilatory to remove all her pubic hair. It had started as a tease for Paul but he had gotten so turned on by it that Sara had continued ever since. The soldier groping her grunted in surprise as his hands slid down to encounter only a bare, smooth pubis. He chuckled as his hands ran up and down enjoying the smooth lips. Now the hands moved further back and Sara felt two hands lying flat on her buttocks. With a slow but deliberate movement, the soldier spread her cheeks wide, wide apart. Sara gasped then felt a tear of humiliation trickle down her cheek as she felt a breath of wind wasp across her fully exposed and spread open anus. After getting a good feel, Sara had been relieved when the soldiers threw a T-shirt and a skirt at her and a T-shirt and shorts at Paul. She hastened to cover up. In her limited Spanish, she tried to reach for some panties but the soldiers started pulling them out of the house altogether. Where were they taking them and why Sara tried to ask but there were no answers forthcoming. Sara tried telling them that they were both Americans and that she demanded to see someone from the American embassy but to her horror this elicited only laughs from the soldiers. So now here she was, in a small dank cell with only a light T-shirt and a skirt for covering. She hadn't even been allowed shoes. Sara had been given no chance to call anyone, no chance to talk to Paul and no chance even to talk to someone who could help them. It had been perhaps a couple of hours of waiting, there was no way to tell this deep in the building if it was even morning. Sara finally heard some footsteps coming down the hall. She wasn't sure whether to feel excited or terrified. The footsteps turned out to be from two soldiers. They stopped at her cell and opened the door. Sara jumped up and started asking for the American embassy, for a phone, for Paul, for someone in charge, anything! The soldiers ignored her as though she wasn't even there. Sara was pulled out of the cell with a soldier on each arm. They moved down a long corridor and around to a different part of what seemed like a dungeon to Sara. One soldier opened a door into an almost empty room and pulled Sara in. The second soldier closed the door behind them then took both of Sara's arms and held them tight behind her. To Sara's horror, the other soldier now pulled her T-shirt up and over her head baring her out-thrust breasts. The soldier didn't even pause to molest her but reached down to pull her skirt down to her ankles leaving her completely naked before them. The soldier's eyes widened as he spotted Sara's smooth pubis and he laughed as he told his friend behind her. Things moved quickly now. The T-shirt was pulled off her arms and the two soldiers quickly attached leather cuffs to Sara's wrists. The cuffs were not uncomfortable but rather smooth. Sara had the impression that they had been worn smooth by many wearings. Other cuffs were attached to her ankles and a short cable between them would keep her from being able to kick out. A cable now dropped from the ceiling and Sara's wrists were attached to it. Now the soldiers stepped back and pulled the cable from the side of the room dragging Sara's hands up above her head until only her toes and the balls of her feet were resting on the ground. The soldiers returned to just in front of Sara and she closed her eyes as one reached out to grasp and then pull one of her wide nipples now tight and crinkled with fear. Sara felt first one then another hand run over her bare mons as the two soldiers laughed. The hands left the young redhead and Sara opened her eyes to see them both leave the room. My God, what had she gotten into now? she wondered. All became quiet leaving Sara with her own thoughts. She looked around the room and found not much to give her a clue about what she was in store for. On the back of the door was some kind of strap, there was a small table to one side where Sara's skirt and blouse now rested. Aside from that, there was not much to occupy her eyes. For perhaps 20 minutes, there was no sound but Sara's breathing She realized now that her waiting was all very deliberate. Her own thoughts and worries of the past 20 minutes had made her willing to do almost anything to get out of her predicament. Sara had never felt so vulnerable, so exposed, so helpless. If she hadn't been so scared of what might happen, she realized, she might even have been turned on. There was certainly an exciting aspect to being restrained this way. Oh, if only it could be Paul who came through the door. Sara closed her eyes and imagined what he might do if he were to walk in and find her this way; how he'd tease her and touch her, how he might spank her bare and stretched bottom before sliding something into it to turn her on further. Suddenly Sara heard footsteps and her eyes flew open. Her idle thoughts had been a diversion from her predicament and had even turned her on. The sound of those footsteps though brought her right back to reality. It would not be Paul who walked through that door. Sara realized to her horror that the thoughts of the last few minutes had left her pussy wet and her nipples erect and poking out. She felt squishy down there. Oh No! Could anyone notice? Only one person entered the room and it was obvious from his uniform and from his demeanor that he was an officer or someone in charge. The sight that greeted him had him smile. The pretty girl was stretched up long and high. Her already upthrust breasts were pulled to her body to be tight rounded curves highlighted by the large and now long nipples. Sara was blushing furiously and her freckled face showed it well. The blush extended lower though leaving a red flush to her upper chest and down the front slope of her tight breasts. The shaven pussy in this position was very predominant, leaving her middle area where one would expect a triangle as a bare, smooth white area highlighted even further by Sara's tan line of a French-cut, narrow bikini. Her pussy had a high slit and the officer could immediately see the sheen of Sara's juices on the engorged lips. His smile brightened. It was not unusual to find a woman turned on by waiting this way. With this young, prime female flesh being absolutely smooth it was even more obvious. Sara was already talking a-mile-a-minute trying desperately to find out what was happening to her and why. The officer ignored her. Sara watched wide- eyed as he approached and took a silk scarf from his pocket. He moved behind her and pulled the scarf down over her eyes and tied it tight behind her head. "Please, please tell me what I've done!" pleaded Sara, "Let me call my embassy. I'm sure you've got the wrong person. Can't I just.." The sound of the strap moving behind her reached Sara's ears an instant before the loud smack of it hitting across both her buttocks filled the room. The instantaneous searing heat seemed to travel forward at the speed of light moving forward first into her lower belly then curving up her front to the middle of her chest and finally to her throat and out her mouth as she cried out in a momentary time-delayed response. "Shush." said the officer into the now silent room. I will ask questions and you will be silent except for your direct answers." The officer's English was impeccable. Sara's breath was ragged as her body tried to catch up with the heat in her bottom. "Now then." said the officer "You will tell me what agency you work for and what other subversive elements in our small country you have contacted." "But I don't know anything." cried Sara. "It's all a big mistake." Sara felt the cool leather of the strap stroke her left breast and rub over the hard nipple. Oh God, she thought, please don't hit my breasts. "I'm sure you can do better than that." said the officer. You must realize the position you are in leaves you with few alternatives but than to follow my instructions. I could make things easy for you..." Now Sara felt his fingers tugging at her nipples. "..or hard." The leather strap was now between her thighs and Sara was helpless but to feel him pull it up sideways until the edge was between her wet lips and then drag the strap outwards with the edge running deep in her pussy and touching the edge of her clit. Sara moaned at the vulnerable sensation. "Please" she said. "I don't know anything about what you're talking about." The strap struck her bottom again with a loud strap and again Sara felt the heat moving up through her bottom into the rest of her body. She started to cry. "Now, now" said the officer quietly, "If you just cooperate you'll be able to leave very shortly. His fingers were stroking Sara's nipple outward in a pulling stroking motion. Despite herself she felt her body respond. The questioning continued for what seemed like hours to Sara but was perhaps only 40 minutes or so. The officer played her like a fine tuned instrument. He would touch her, stroke her and tease her while speaking quietly or smack her bottom with the strap. It took only a few moments before Sara's fears that he would notice her moisture were realized as his fingers stroked along her soaking slit. To her dismay she found that the strapping of her bottom seemed to make her even wetter. Sara tried to cooperate as much as she could, telling the officer everything she could. Finally the blindfold was pulled from her. Sara's body was hot and sweaty and her bottom was warm to the touch. "We will check your story" said the officer. You will spend the day in jail here pending our investigation. You had better hope we do not find you have lied to me or you will be back down here with me and I can assure you it will not be nearly so pleasant." The door closed behind him and Sara sagged in her cuffs. Her arms were aching a little now. Thankfully the two soldiers who had brought her into the room entered immediately and pulled her from the cable. Sara figured that perhaps her ordeal was over but there was more humiliation to come. The soldiers did not let Sara get dressed or even remove the leather cuffs. With one taking an arm each they moved her out into the corridor, up some stairs and along to another area. Sara was mortified. She was stark naked! Along the way they encountered a couple of other guards and Sara blushed crimson as they chuckled and stared at her naked body. The three reached a door and pulled Sara into another room. This room was obviously a medical station. There were two cots separated by cloth dividers and at the end of the room, a doctor's examining area. The soldiers pulled Sara with them to the examining area and lay her on her back on the black leather table there. Sara was face up with her feet facing the door she'd just entered. The soldiers used the leather cuffs on her wrists to attach her wrists above her head to clips that were part of the table. Her ankles were similarly attached to the bottom of the table. Now the soldiers left Sara again naked and vulnerable in a strange room. She did not have long to wait. A long man, perhaps in his mid-thirties entered the room wearing a lab coat. The doctor, Sara hoped. He came over to Sara directly. "I will be examining you before they bring you to a cell in our jail." said the doctor. Moving quickly and efficiently the doctor took Sara's blood pressure and listened to her heart. He had her open her mouth and probed within with his fingers; looking Sara supposed, for contraband. Once done, the doctor now moved to Sara's feet. He unattached each ankle in turn and re-attached them to a standard doctor's stirrup. Oh no! thought Sara. She had always been a modest girl and going to the gynecologist virtually always produced a full-body blush as her body was exposed. Her exam just before the vacation had been the most embarrassing yet as her ob-gyn got to see her newly smooth pussy. Sara had been mortified that he would chastise her or perhaps laugh but in the end he had been very professional. He had mentioned it though and after making sure that she was fine down there had given her a pat on the pubis and told her to be sure to be careful with the depilatory she was using so she wouldn't irritate the sensitive parts of her body. Predictably, Sara had blushed crimson at the incident. Now here she was again, being spread open like a lab frog on a dissection plate for viewing by this young man. The stirrups were spread wide, wide apart and Sara felt her engorged pussy lips parting wetly thanks to the stimulation they'd had for the last hour. The stirrups seemed different to Sara, higher somehow because not only was her pussy spread wide but her hot buttocks were pulled back and open also to leave her anus completely open for view. The doctor moved to a counter and Sara was unable to see what he was doing. When he turned he immediately sat directly between her outstretched thighs only inches from her spread open body. Sara felt both his hands slide down her belly to rest one at the top of each thigh with his thumbs lying along her smooth pussy lips. The doctor peeled them back first slowly then wider and wider until they were tight apart. Sara knew her clit was now open and exposed because she could feel a slight breeze wafting across the wet nerve-filled bud. "Hmmmm" said the doctor. "Why do you have no hair here?" He patted the pronounced mound of Sara's bare pubis with one hand. "Is this because of a skin disease or medical problem?" "N-n-n-o" stammered Sara, blushing again. "Perhaps you had an operation here?" asked the doctor. "No", said Sara, "I did it....I did it for my boyfriend". "Ahh" said the doctor. "You did this for sex. You are a naughty young girl." His last pat was a little firmer than the others leaving Sara with the sensation of his fingers having smacked the puffy lips of her slit. The doctor now moved his hands lower and again spread her wet lips wide apart. "You like sex very much, I think." he said to her. "You are very wet here." Sara didn't think she could be more embarrassed. Her blush now extended from her freckled face down to the tops of her breasts. With one hand holding the inner lips open, Sara felt a finger slid easily into her. The doctor teased in the tip for a moment then slid the thick finger in as far as he could causing Sara to gasp softly at the intrusion. The finger slid in and out several times, twisting as it did so then slid almost all the way out. When it slid in next, it was joined by a second finger. The doctor slid the two fingers deep into her body and held them there. Now the doctor's left hand moved upward to rest on the pronounced mound of Sara's pubis. His fingers were splayed out slightly and Sara felt his thumb resting casually directly over the hood to her very erect, very sensitive clit. As the two fingers deep inside her were twisted back and forth and slid in and out of her wetness for her supposed "exam", Sara felt the hand resting on top pressing down slightly. She couldn't help feeling squirmy from the heavy thumb of the doctor's left hand as it seemed to innocently rub over her clitoris. Sara didn't even notice when her hips started to rotate back and forth at the sensation but the doctor did. "That's fine. Now we'll continue the rest of the examination." he said. The finger slid from Sara's pussy and Sara felt nothing for a moment. When she did finally feel the hands return, she groaned in horror. The doctor's fingers were now spreading her buttocks even wider apart to exam her crinkled anus. Sara knew that this long neglected part of her anatomy was like an electric button to her clit. The last time her regular doctor had given her an anal exam she'd had to bite her lip to keep from showing her arousal. God only knew what it would be like here. With her anus stretched wide, it was not until the cool, squirmy sensation of a very lubricated finger actually touched the center of the opening that Sara knew she was about to be penetrated. The finger teased the outside of the sensitive membranes before sliding into the tightly muscled ring. Sara felt her anus open and clench involuntarily at the 1/2 inch of finger now penetrating it. Once the finger had twisted around a couple of times and her opening was well lubricated, the doctor pushed his finger slowly but firmly all the way in, burying it deep into Sara's rectum. He held it there for a moment and enjoyed the sight of Sara's closed eyes in concentration and the toes of her bare feet as they curled in a vain attempt not to feel what she was feeling. The doctor smiled as he realized that anal play was very arousing for the young girl. Well she was in for more of it over the next few minutes. The doctor slid his finger out of Sara's tight, hot rectum and added more lubricant before sliding deeply in again. Sara gasped as his finger penetrated her most private place. Once her bottom was quite slippery and holding some of the Vaseline he'd been using for lubricant, he pulled his fingers out and waited a moment while Sara's breathing returned to normal. There is material in your rectum her reported solemnly. This will have to be removed to ensure you are not smuggling drugs into the jail. How would he do that Sara wondered. She didn't have to wonder for long. The doctor pulled over a tray with a small basin of water and a douche syringe in it. Squeezing the large bulb, the doctor sucked up a good-sized quantity of water before bringing the large, curved nozzle to Sara's bottom. He teased the fat tip of the nozzle in slowly. It had, after all, been designed for a different opening. Once the tip was in, it was a small matter to slide the nozzle deep inside until only the fat rubber bulb rested between Sara's widely parted buttocks. This left Sara's rectum penetrated more than ever before. The nozzle was not quite as thick as Paul's penis but it was certainly longer and Sara could feel its curved length deep in her body. The doctor squirted a small amount of the bulb, waited a moment then squeezed the balance quite hard. "Oh!" gasped Sara as the warm water built up instantaneous pressure deep in her body. The doctor pulled the fat nozzle from the young girl slowly watching as her anus struggled to close itself against the water already deep in her body. "Aren't you going to let me up?" asked Sara wide-eyed as the pressure of the water made her want to go to the bathroom. The doctor smiled, "No, you will use the bedpan here." He reached under the table and pulled up a bedpan that rested against Sara's buttocks. Sara was mortified. She had never imagined being so embarrassed. She tried to hold back, tried desperately to squeeze her anus as hard as she could be it was all in vain. With a little cry, her body finally took over and Sara heard the humiliating sounds of her own enema being evacuated into the metal pan. There hadn't been much water and it was over in a moment. The doctor used a wet towel to wipe her clean. Sara figured she must be done but she was not. She had much more to go. The doctor emptied the bedpan in the adjacent toilet and then pulled a strange looking cart over beside Sara's widestretched thighs. With her restraints, Sara couldn't get a good look at it. The doctor sat back down between her legs and again slowly lubricated her now much looser bottom. To her horror Sara felt another nozzle, this one much harder and colder, touching her anus. The steel nozzle was double-barrelled and fairly thick. The doctor took his time but when he was done, Sara's bottom was stretched wide around the thick nozzle of the high-colonic machine. The doctor manipulated the device again and from deep within her Sara felt it move as an inflatable bulb suddenly made the mid-point of the barrel of the nozzle twice as thick. The doctor knew that it was now physically impossible for the nozzle to become dislodged or to leak any water without the bulb being deflated. Sara's breathing was coming in little gasps. What was that thing buried deep into her bottom. It felt so long that she was sure it was halfway up her body by now and when the doctor made it larger she thought she was going to pass out. Sara didn't know whether to be super turned on or terrified. She guessed it was a little of both. Once the thick metal nozzle was properly seated. The doctor checked the rest of his equipment settings and then turned the device on. Sara heard the whine of a motor and wondered for a moment what it was. The slow pressure of hot water sliding deep into her rectum confirmed her worst fears. This was a new kind of enema that she had never heard of. The doctor checked the equipment again then stood up. He noticed as he did so that Sara's bare pussy was now slick with her own juices as the anal stimulation had aroused her. He chuckled as he patted the slick wetness "Turned on? Well if you enjoyed what you've had so far, you'll love this. The nozzle in your bottom can't be pushed out and the motor here is a pump. It isn't very strong and can't hurt you but it will slowly fill your colon with warm water. The nozzle here is a little thicker as you may have noticed. That is because it is also equipped with an evacuation tube so you don't need to worry about that. The pump will push the water into you for a while then reverse itself and pull the water out into an evacuation container. "I've set the sequence to give you two soap-filled sequences followed by several rinsing ones. Altogether there are a few gallons of water for you to deal with and it will take a few minutes. Just relax." With a final pat on Sara's engorged and now wet pussy, the doctor turned and walked to the main door. "I'll be back in a moment." he said then left. To Sara's absolute horror, the door was left wide open! With her in this exposed position only a few feet from the door, anyone going by would see more of her than most human beings ever see of another. The water was working its way inexorably deeper into Sara now and the first of what would be several cramps had just started thanks, she supposed, to the soap. Despite any action on her part, there was no way the nozzle into her bottom could be budged at all and there was nothing to do but hold on. A few minutes later, when Sara was sure she'd burst from what was now a very distended belly, she heard the sound of pump change and the pressure immediately decreased. Sara knew she was now being emptied. The procedure took about as long as it had to fill her up and just as she was feeling comfortable, the sound of the motor changed again and again, she felt the water moving deep inside her. It had been perhaps 5 minutes, perhaps 10 and the second sequence of water was now just about finished when Sara's worst fears were realized. Over the sound of the pump she heard voices coming down the corridor and, sure enough, two soldiers stopped at the entrance to her examining room. They laughed as they saw the predicament she was in. Although most of what they said was too fast for Sara to follow it was clear they were enjoying the view and that she was not the first young lady to have been held in this position. After watching for a couple of minutes, the soldiers moved on leaving a blushing and gasping Sara behind. Now the pump reversed again and the first rinsing water was pushed deep into Sara's belly. The hot water had made her break out in a sweat and it seemed that this time the pump would go on forever. Sara felt that the water was now moving much, much deeper into her, perhaps it was. Not until her belly was distended and tight like that of a pregnant woman did the pump reverse and start emptying her. Time blur for Sara as twice more she watched her belly swell up and shrink. The doctor arrived sometime during the process but by the time the water was being evacuated for the last time Sara was exhausted. Her anus was sore from being stretched so wide for so long and her whole body felt like she'd just run the marathon. It was with great relief that she finally felt the nozzle deflate and be pulled slowly from her anus. "Now that you're clean, we can complete your examination." said the doctor. "No! I can't!" said Sara as she pulled weakly at her restraints. Suddenly there was a short sharp smack and Sara felt the hot sting of something smacking her right on the bare skin of her pussy. "Ouch!" she said and looked up to see the doctor holding a fly swatter. Again it swung down and again Sara felt a hot smack on her pubis. "You will behave or I can make your stay with me much longer and much less pleasant." said the doctor as he idly rubbed the rubber swatter across Sara's hard nipples. "Yes Sir." she said meekly and bit her tongue as she tried to keep quiet. The doctor was now back down between Sara's legs and Sara looked on as he reached over to the counter for what Sara knew to be a speculum. She should have expected this, she thought. It was her least favorite part of her annual gynecological exam so of course it would happen here. It wasn't that being opened by a speculum was so painful Sara thought. It was just the idea of having your most intimate spot opened up so wide that someone could look right into your body. It was the most vulnerable feeling that Sara knew. The doctor was skilled and in a moment Sara's pussy was filled with the metal device. A few turns of a wheel and her pussy was stretched wide open. "We have to ensure that there is nothing that you are carrying in your person." said the doctor by way of explanation. Sara just closed her eyes and leaned back, letting him have a look. It was a shock to her that a moment later, another metal probe touched her now opened anus. It stroked for a moment then pushed as the metal device pushed past the sphincter and back into her rectum. Oh no, thought Sara. What now? Her body gave her the answer as she felt the device in her move. It was getting larger. To Sara's embarrassment the nature of the device in her bottom was now apparent. It was another speculum. The doctor opened this one as well and the metal petals pulled her anus wide open. Sara had never imagined someone could be this exposed. Both her intimate openings were stretched wide open to the world! Despite herself, however, she felt the familiar twinge of her clit and her nipples tightening that said that even though she was embarrassed, her body thought she was turned on. The doctor turned away from the bound spread girl leaving a pair of wide- open thighs with two metal devices directly between them holding both of Sara's intimate openings widely exposed. The doctor left the panting girl in this widely opened position and left the room, leaving the door wide open once again. Sara's eyes were closed as she tried to pretend that nothing was happening and that this was all a bad dream. Unfortunately the sensations running through her body kept pulling her mind back to the situation she was in. The sounds of voices back in the room, brought Sara back to reality in an instant. The doctor was coming back in the room, this time with the officer in tow! Sara's whole face flushed red in embarrassment as the officer who had questioned her earlier now had a complete view of her spread open body. The doctor told the officer that he had examined Sara for contraband and could find none. The officer peered down between Sara's legs at the two wide open speculums. Sara felt the device in her pussy move as the officer grasped the handle and tilted it slightly for a better view. She squeezed her eyes shut tightly as the pressure from the spread open petals of the device pressed against her oversensitive clit. Sara moaned involuntarily at the sensation. Now the fingers moved lower to grasp the even more humiliating rectal speculum and Sara felt that one being adjusted as well to provide the maximum view into her body. The officer and the doctor exchanged some comment that had them both chuckle at Sara's expense. Sara felt the officer moving to her side and after a moment, opened her eyes. "So" he said, "The doctor tells me that this treatment excites you." The officer's fingers had taken one of Sara's nipples and was gently rolling it. Sara's eyes were wide as the officer idly toyed with Sara's very erect, very tight nipple. "Nnnnnno Sir" she mumbled. Sara just couldn't tell this man the truth. "No?" asked the officer. "You aren't lying to me are you? If you are lying that could be very serious. It should be very simple to test. If I touch you for a moment and you climax, it will be obvious that you are lying." The officer smiled, "Perhaps you'd enjoy much more of this treatment? I'm sure I can arrange it for you." Sara didn't know what to say as the officer moved back between her legs and moved one hand so that his fingers touched both of the metal speculum sticking out from deep in her body. She shuddered as his fingers moved them in small circles, feeling the sensation translated directly into the depths of her belly. With a smile, looking right into Sara's eyes, the officer moved his other hand up to where Sara's clit, soaked in her own juices was now sticking out from its protective hood. The touch of his fingertip on the tip of her clit was electric. Sara's whole body tightened up and she involuntarily pushed hard with her heels to push her hips up toward the teasing finger. Sara moaned out loud and felt a rush of heat start from all extremities of her body at once and rush like a tidal wave to the center of her being in the depths of her belly. She felt light headed as the blood seemed to run from her head, her toes, her fingertips all toward the tip of her traitorous clitoris and the officer's finger that teased it. Her orgasm seemed to have been pent-up for hours and now rushed out at her cry as she came and then came again. The officer's teasing seemed more insistent teasing her clit and now her turgid nipples into yet another orgasm as the officer and doctor watched, completely entertained. Finally, limp in her bonds, Sara fell back. It was perhaps the most embarrassing and the most exciting and the most intense moment of her young life and she knew in an instant that her sex life was now changed forever. The officer's fingers left the young body and, smiling, he stepped once more to her side. "I'm happy to report that we completed our investigation of you a couple of hours ago. You are free to go and we apologize for this inconvenience." With a final comment to the doctor and a chuckle, the officer left the room. The doctor pulled the devices from Sara's body and wiped her soaking pussy lips and buttocks with a towel. Just before releasing her, however, he reached for one final thing from the counter. Sara couldn't see it, but she felt the tip of something tiny touch her anus and in a moment be pushed in. The doctor used his finger to seat the object as deep into her rectum as he could reach. Sara was too tired to even argue. As the doctor undid the restraints and pulled Sara from the stirrups and up to a sitting position, she asked what he had put into her. The doctor smiled. "Something that will have you remember us later today." he said. Whatever it was, Sara could feel it already. It was making her bottom itch and made her squirm. She felt like she wanted to plunge something back into her rectum just as fast she could. The doctor gave her the blouse and skirt she had arrived in and led the shaken girl out to the lobby of the building. Sara lept into Paul's arms as soon as she saw him. Paul had been up all night worrying what might be happening to Sara. His questioning had taken only a few minutes before the police had determined his and Sara's innocence. That had been hours ago and since then he had been frantically trying to find out why Sara hadn't also been released. The two jumped into a taxi and a few minutes later were back in their room. Sara took another few minutes to tell Paul everything that had happened to her. She wasn't surprised to find him with a huge erection when she finished. She had to admit, the story even turned her on. "So what was it the doctor put into your bottom?" asked Paul. "I don't know, but I can tell you one thing. It is making my bottom so squirmy that if something doesn't fill it soon I think I'm going to scream." With that final comment, Sara pulled her clothes off and leapt onto the bed on all fours, head down and tail up, leaving Paul with the sight of a spread open bottom and pussy waiting for him. Paul was amazed at Sara's aggressive attitude and wondered if Sara would start having sex be more kinky from now on. He didn't have long to find out. 74 Playing Doctor "Well, look which cat just swallowed the canary." Leanne just smiled at her friend Karin. The two girls were the best of friends and had been since grade school. Although both girls were now 28 and each had married they remained as close if not closer than ever. These weekly lunches had become so much a part of their routine that it was unthinkable that either would ever miss them. If anyone could recognize when Leanne was in a great mood it would be Karin. "Maybe I just got lucky last night" said Leanne. Karin grinned. "It looks like you got more than lucky. I don't think Bob and I have had anything that hot in years. Of course, you've been married a year less than us." Leanne smiled. "Now I know you and Bob have sex. It's not like you've lost your looks or anything." The truth was, neither girl had lost their looks. Karin was a blond with short curly hair and a trim gymnast body. Her pert breasts had no trouble passing the 'pencil' test but her best feature was probably her shapely backside. Leanne was a gorgeous brunette with short straight hair. Her body was long and curvy. Her breasts were also firm but larger than her somewhat shorter friend. Either girl could be a runway model. Since high school both girls had gotten consistent offers from the opposite sex but both had settled down in their early twenties. Karin had married first. She and Bob had met in college and had married quickly. Leanne had been, of course, the maid of honor. That had been seven years ago. Leanne had gotten hitched a year later to John. The two couples spent much of their time together. They had bought homes near each other, almost always took vacations together and shared meals virtually all the time. Karin looked enviously at her best friend. What was she doing, she wondered, that could keep her marriage so hot. Her own relationship was wonderful but didn't seem to have the intensity they once had. "No we still have sex." she replied, "It's just not as hot as it used to be. Bob doesn't seem to have that... I don't know... spark." Leanne smiled knowingly. "Yeah, we had that problem for a while but a few weeks ago we hit on something that's turned our sex life on its ear." "Well c'mon! Don't hold out on your best friend. What is it?" Leanne blushed. Um... I don't know... It's kind of embarrassing." Karin's eyes opened wide. "Then it must be pretty kinky. I've known you forever and I've seen all kinds of wild stuff you've done." Leanne laughed. "Ok, ok, of course I can tell you. A few weeks ago, John and I had one of those heart-to-heart talks that no one ever wants to have. Anyway, we were talking about our relationship and one of the things that came up was our rather bland sex life. I mean, it was almost down to doing it once a week on Saturday's in the missionary position. Anyway, at one point we decided to write down our hottest fantasies and then read them and see if there was any of them that we wanted to try. So we sat in different corners of the living room and I wrote a bunch of things and John too then we exchanged." "So what did you write? Never mind that, what did he write?" interrupted Karin. Leanne laughed. "Which do you want to hear first? Well, John wrote some of the regular things you'd expect. He wanted to have a threesome and he wanted to try some bondage thing and he wanted to do it in the car but one of the things he said was at the top of my list and when I saw it I was instantly hot." Leanne grinned, "He said his favorite game was to play doctor." "Doctor?" said Karin, "Are you kidding?" "Oh no." replied Leanne, "Do you remember the last time you played?" Karin blushed. "How could I forget? How old were we thirteen, fourteen? It's still one of my hottest sexual memories. As I remember we both wanted to be the nurse." Leanne smiled "I remember. Well John and I decided right away to try it. The first time I was the patient and John was the doctor. It was ok, but it still wasn't hot. Then I turned the tables. I told him that I had to give him a very complete examination and to strip down. I touched him all over and at one point, had him bend over so I could take his temperature." Karin gasped. "You didn't!" "Oh yeah, I did. It was very hot. I slid a thermometer into his bum real slow and he squirmed and moaned. Didn't you ever take a temperature rectally when you played doctor?" It was Karin's turn to blush. "Yes. It was my favorite part." Leanne grinned back, "Me too. Anyway, we had the hottest, I mean the hottest, sex that night. Since then we've played it over and over again. I'm almost always the nurse. I've found that John has this submissive streak in him that makes him fire hot when I'm in charge. "Last night was the best yet. John had been hunting around for the last couple of weeks and yesterday surprised me with a new piece of furniture in the house. It's an honest-to-God gynecologist table complete with stirrups. Last night he found out what it's like to have his feet up and wide apart like a frog in biology class." Karin's eyes were wide as saucers. "Wow." seemed to be the only word that would come out. She had been holding her breath as Leanne explained what games she and John had been playing. She noticed as she finally gasped in some air that her thighs were tightly clenched and that there was more than a hint of moisture between them. "I would have given anything to have seen that." Karin whispered. "You know, Bob has hinted at playing submissive games with me for ages but I never thought I could get into it. Every time he talked about it all I could think of was whips and chains and it didn't do anything for me but this... this is so..... so hot!" Leanne chuckled, "You have no idea. You know, maybe one of these days you'll need another examination from your favorite nurse." Karin gasped. "You wouldn't!" "But doesn't the thought of it make you hot?" asked Leanne. Karin found herself unable to meet her friend's eyes. "I suppose so." Hard as it seemed, Karin was able to finally get the conversation off the subject of sex and the two girls had a great lunch. The images that had started rolling around in Karin's head just wouldn't stop. She kept imagining first her husband Bob bent over with his bare bottom in the air and Karin's fingers pushing a rectal thermometer into him. Then the image shifted and Karin imagined Leanne's husband John with his feet up in the air in stirrups, completely exposed to her gaze. John was a very handsome man and Leanne had even seen him naked a couple of times while on vacation but never had she even imagined something like this. Another image crashed into her brain and she imagined herself in John's place, naked and spread open to Leanne's eyes and hands. By the time lunch was over, Karin was dripping wet. That night Karin took charge for the first time. She was so hot that Bob was lucky he wasn't raped as he walked in the door. Karin waited until early evening. Bob had settled into the den to watch TV and she headed for the bedroom. After lighting a candle, she stripped down and got into a bath. Her fingers trailed down between her legs and she could feel her slick wetness even under the water. Her clit and her nipples were all rock hard. Karin trailed a finger over her engorged clit and her hips involuntarily arched her pubis with its lightly covered blond muff out of the water. "Whew" she thought. "If I don't stop, I'm going to ruin it." A few minutes later, Karin was out of the bath and dried off. She considered what, if anything to put on. Finally, she settled for a pair of lace, high-cut panties and, wearing nothing else, headed down the hall to look for her husband. "Whoa!" said Bob as she walked into the den. Karin had seemed a little distracted all evening, but now Bob could tell what she'd had on her mind. Her tiny white panties just seemed to accentuate her tight athletic figure. Bob loved how his wife looked. Her firm breasts weren't large but they were topped with Bob's favorite feature, very long, remarkably thick nipples. Right now they seemed to be longer and fatter than Bob could ever remember. "Mmmmm" he said, licking his lips. Have any plans?" "As a matter of fact I do." said Karin with a smile. In one hand Bob saw one of Karin's silk scarves. "Oh?" said Bob, his pulse quickening. Karin just smiled as she walked forward. The silk scarf turned out to be for Bob's eyes and a moment later he couldn't see at all. "Just lie still" whispered Karin. By the time Karin actually got Bob to the bedroom he was naked and hard. Karin had teased and touched and licked him all the way there. She pushed him onto the bed on his back then took her time positioning him with his knees up and wide open. She could see everything, just like she wanted. Straddling Bob, she settled her hips lower over his face and felt his tongue start to lick deep into her slit. Bob had always been great at going down on her and tonight Karin knew she wouldn't need much encouragement. She bent down to take his swollen member into her mouth and felt his hips push up in response. The sixty-nine was the couple's favorite position and the two of them squirmed as they pleasured each other. Karin felt herself on the edge. She was very close and tonight, she wanted Bob to come with her. Karin slid one finger deep into her mouth and licked it then as she let her mouth descend once again on Bob's cock, she slid her hand below his balls and, in one smooth but very firm motion, slid her finger past her husband's anus and deep into his rectum. Bob moaned at the sensation. Karin slid her finger out slightly then pushed it hard all the way to the knuckle in a twisting motion. Bob's body was awash with sensation. His beautiful naked wife was lying on top of him. He could feel her hot thighs on his cheeks and her wet pussy and clit grinding down right on top of his mouth. Her tight-tipped breasts were pushing into his belly and his cock was, of course, deep in Karin's mouth. The finger sliding into his rectum was something new and made him wild. Bob had always loved it when Karin took charge and she certainly had tonight. With a finger sliding in and out of his bottom, Bob didn't hold out for long. Karin felt him cry out beneath her and felt his cock swell in her mouth. A moment later the hot salty spray of his come spurted to the back of her throat. It was all she needed. Moaning loudly, Karin felt her hips slide her pussy across Bob's mouth and started coming herself in an orgasm that seemed to start deep in her belly. The couple ended up sleeping curled up together like spoons. It had been one of the hottest nights of sex since their honeymoon. The next day Karin figured she'd be sated and the thoughts that had started with lunch the day before would fall into a faded memory but she was wrong. As she went through her day, the images and fantasies of playing doctor seemed to become stronger and stronger. She thought back with vivid clarity to the times she and Leanne had played doctor first as children then a few times as teenagers. Both girls were quite well developed the last time they played. Karin still remembered Leanne pulling on rubber gloves from the kitchen and dipping one finger into a jar of Vaseline as she waited, naked, on her spread open knees with her head resting on her folded arms. The head-down, tail-up position was the most exposing one Karin had ever been in and it made Karin hot every time she was in it. The feel of Leanne's fingers in those rubber gloves as they spread Karin's cheeks wide open was so clear it seemed like it had just happened. Although Karin remembered feeling embarrassed as Leanne slid her lubricated finger into her bottom, she also remember the sensation causing her to get hot and wet something Leanne couldn't help noticing given Karin's exposed position. For the next couple of days, these thoughts were fantasy fodder for Karin who seemed to be playing with herself all the time. On Friday, Bob kissed Karin goodbye and headed to the airport. He'd be in Europe for the next week on business. Karin gave Leanne a call. "Hey there. I just dumped the hubby. How about if you and I spend some time together this weekend. If you like we could have a pyjama party tomorrow night. I'll rent Gone with the Wind, you can make the popcorn and we can cry like babies." Leanne chuckled over the phone. "Sounds like fun but I just can't. John and I have... plans." "Oh!" Karin blushed. "I... um, I see. Well take care of yourself and give me a call later." Leanne promised she would and hung up. Karin's Saturday was quite busy. She and Leanne did their shopping together as usual and Karin did some gardening in the afternoon. Karin thought about renting a romantic movie but the truth was, she was still hot and in the mood for something else. Rooting around in Bob's collection, she found some of his bondage movies and took a couple upstairs to their bedroom to watch them in private. Most of these types of movies left Karin cold but Bob had found a few that even had a plot and had some decent scenes. Karin got lucky with the first tape. The women were gorgeous and the first scene featured a dominant woman instructing a submissive woman in what to do. Karin was naked, spread wide open on her bed with her right hand buried between her thighs and her left on the remote when the phone rang. Karin almost left it but at the last moment, reached over and grabbed the handset from beside the bed. "Hello?" "Hello yourself. Are you having that pyjama party all by yourself?" "Hi Leanne. No, I'm enjoying Bob's dirty tapes." giggled Karin. "Well I was thinking you might want to come over here." said Leanne. "No thanks, I think I'm going to just curl up here for the evening." replied Karin. "No, you've got to come over here." said Leanne in a conspiratorial whisper. "Believe me, you'll be happy you did." "Why? What is it?" asked Karin her eyes widening. "Never mind, just get over here right now." Leanne hung up the phone. Karin's breathing got quicker. She knew Leanne was crazy but if she was doing what Karin thought she was doing, it was even wilder than crazy. Karin hopped out of bed and thought for a moment. She pulled a brush quickly through her hair and wondered what she should wear. Her pussy was slick from playing with herself and her whole body was flushed with desire. Her internal fires hadn't stopped burning since the Tuesday lunch. Karin grabbed a cotton summer dress from her closet. It was short, backless with a little strap that tied around her neck. In bright sunlight, it was almost sinful as someone could easily make out her dark nipples through the thin cotton and if the sunlight was behind her, anyone would get a perfect view of her legs. Karin always had to pay attention to what panties she wore with this dress because they were mostly visible. None of that was a problem for the moment though as it was dark out. Karin reached for her panty drawer and pulled out a pair of rather plain panties. She held them for a moment then threw them back in the drawer. If Leanne could be crazy, so could Karin. With their houses so close together Karin didn't even bother with the car. Ten minutes after the phone call, she was walking up to Leanne and John's door. The door opened just as Karin reached for the bell. "Shhhhh" said Leanne with a finger to her lips. "C'mon in" Leanne was wearing a matching spandex tube top and shorts. With the flushed, excited look on her face it would be easy to thing that she had just come from the gym. Karin smiled at her. "Having a little fun?" she asked. Leanne giggled quietly. "You have no idea. As you can guess, John is upstairs right now. He's naked and kneeling in the corner waiting for the 'nurse' to give him his examination. Well, he's not completely naked, he's wearing a blindfold. But you should see him. He's got his nose in the corner like a naked little boy." Karin felt a wave of heat rush up her from her thighs to her pussy and then beyond up her belly and across her breasts with her hard nipples and up to her face. "C'mon" whispered Leanne and headed up the stairs. Karin was rooted to the spot and for a moment, didn't move a muscle. "Come on!" whispered Leanne and Karin headed up the stairs after her friend. The sight of John in the bedroom caused an instant rush of heat through Karin's body. Leanne's attractive husband was, as promised, naked. He was kneeling in the corner with his bare, white bottom accentuated by his tan lines. His knees were wide apart and his hands were on his head. John's face was leaning forward into the corner. As Karin walked into the room in something of a daze, Leanne turned around and put her fingers to her lips, admonishing Karin to be quiet. "Okay John," said Leanne. "I'm going to take your temperature now. We may need to take it several times to be sure it's accurate. Of course, a little boy like you would only get his temperature taken one way." Leanne reached to the bed then handed Karin a long rectal thermometer and a small jar of Vaseline. Karin's eyes opened wide as she looked at her friend. It was one thing to get a peek at her naked husband but now she was offering the submission of his body to Karin! Karin took the thermometer and Vaseline and as she did so, felt her pussy just gush with moisture. Dipping the thermometer deep into the Vaseline, Karin walked forward then knelt down behind her best friend's naked husband. With her skirt flared out, Karin felt even more naked beneath her skirt. Karin put the jar down and considered John's bare bottom for a moment. Reaching forward with both hands, she rested her hands on his buttocks with her thumbs resting alongside his crack. In one smooth but firm motion, she spread his bottom with her thumbs until it was stretched wide. John gasped softly as she exposed his most private parts to her. Karin looked down at his crinkled brown anus. In a moment, she was going to slide a thermometer into it. Karin leaned forward and blew along John's spread crack. Karin let go of his buttocks and reached for the thermometer with her right hand. With the thumb and forefinger of her left hand, Karin again spread John's bottom wide open. This time, she brought the thermometer, covered in petroleum jelly to the very center of that brown crinkled opening. As Karin touched the cool metal tip of the thermometer to John's tight anus, it clenched tight Karin smiled as she teased the tip of the thin tube against the sensitive orifice. John's hips swayed slightly then Karin heard him groan as she slid the tube past his anus then as deep into his rectum as it would reach. Karin pulled the thermometer almost all the way out then slid it back in but this time she spun the glass and metal thermometer in her fingers as she did so. John gasped at the sensation. Karin left the thermometer in John's bottom and removed her hand. She couldn't resist though reaching a little lower and grasping John's hanging balls between his widely stretched thighs. Again John gasped at the sensation Karin looked over her shoulder at Leanne who had one hand buried between her legs. The sight was obviously turning her on. Leanne motioned Karin backwards then reached forward and teased the thermometer from John's tight bottom. Both girls could see John's anus involuntarily grasping at the tube in vain as his body tried to keep it inside him. "All right young man. Stand up." Said Leanne. John got to his feet. Leanne took him by one arm and slowly turned him around. Karin stifled a gasp. John's cock was longer than she had expected but it was also rock hard and sticking out from his body. Leanne reached for a small plastic ruler. "What's this? Excited again?" she asked then she took the ruler and spanked the head of John's cock lightly. John jumped a bit at the sensation but Karin thought his cock was even harder. It had certainly developed a rhythmic twitch. Leanne pulled the blindfolded, naked man from the bedroom and over to the spare bedroom. Karin followed, fascinated as her best friend exhibited how submissive her husband was. Of course, he still didn't know Leanne wasn't alone. Leanne motioned Karin to follow her into the spare bedroom and Karin walked through the door, she stopped dead in her tracks. There in the middle of the table was a full-blown obstetrics examining table! Leanne led John to the table and he obviously knew what it was because without any hesitation he got up on the table and lay back.. Leanne lifted John's feet into the knee rests and stirrups and strapped them in. In this position, nothing was left to the imagination. John's circumcised cock and hanging balls were well displayed. At the head of the table, Leanne fastened John's hands to restraints that were already attached there. Further down, Karin could see that she would no longer need to hold John's buttocks apart. The position had widely spread John's buttocks and neatly displayed his anus. Karin could still see the presence of Vaseline around the crinkled opening from the thermometer. "Very well John, it's time for your rectal exam," pronounced Leanne. Now Leanne handed a pair of latex gloves to her best friend. Karin pulled the thin rubber gloves over her hands, pulling at the edges with a loud "snap!" when they were on. Karin smiled as John's cock twitching in response to the distinctive sound. Karin moved forward to stand right between her best friend's husband's widespread knees. A short stool just as Karin had seen many times in her own gynecologist's office was strategically placed for her to sit there. Karin sat and just stared for a moment. This was the same vulnerable position she knew she presented every year for her annual examination. Did John feel just as exposed? Karin was sure he was. Karin dipped one finger deep into the jar of Vaseline Leanne held out for her and then brought the tip of her finger to John's tight opening. She let the tip of the blob of Vaseline touch him there, knowing how sensitive it must be. John's thighs tightened involuntarily but the leather straps help him helplessly open. Karin made tiny delicate little circles with the jelly-covered fingertip. John moaned softly and as he did so Karin simply pushed her finger forward. In one movement it was buried as far as she could reach in his tight rectum. "Oh Man!" John exclaimed as his toes curled around the stirrups. Karin twisted slowly in one direction then back in the other. She pulled back until it was just her fingertip at John's anal ring then pushed again to bury her digit back into her friend's rear passage. Karin could see a drop of precum form at the tip of John's cock, which was now spasming constantly. Karin was sure he was close to orgasm. Very slowly she pulled her finger out of John leaving him gasping at the edge of release. Karin looked back at her friend whose face was flushed. She had been watching carefully but not only that, Leanne had taken the opportunity to pull her shorts off and to simply pull her tube top above her tight breasts. Leanne had one hand teasing her obviously hard nipples and the other rubbing her very wet pussy. Karin's eyes widened as she saw that Leanne's pussy was completely bare! There was no evidence of any pubic hair whatsoever. Karin wasn't sure what else would happen but she knew in an instant that she would do the same to her own light brown bush. Leanne just grinned at her friend and motioned her over to a selection of toys and devices lying on a tray beside the table. Karin peeked at them for the first time. There was a myriad selection of toys to play with. Karin immediately recognized a coupe of vibrators and dildos of various shapes. There were some small, some long, some with ripples and ridges. Karin could also see other goodies. There was equipment for giving an enema or douche and a variety of different shaped tools that she could only term probes. There was a string with several small balls attached that Karin was pretty sure what to do with. Karin's eye settled on a little goodie in the dildo selection. It was an odd shape, narrow at the end, somewhat thicker in the middle then narrow again then thicker. Karin figured it would be the perfect thing to slide into her naughty captive's bottom. She picked up the plug and lubricated it generously with Vaseline. Karin rolled her stool back between John's legs. His breathing had calmed down somewhat but it was clear from his still-hard cock that his excitement was still at a fever pitch. Karin reached back to the tray for the ruler Leanne had teased her husband with only a few minutes before. Taking the plastic edge, she gently scraped the underside of John's cock from the base all the way to the tip. John started moaning immediately. Karin smiled as Leanne was now wide- eyed. This was obviously something new. Karin took the ruler back to the base of the hard circumcised cock and did it again. Karin took the rectal plug and touched the tip to John's now relaxed anus and nudged the tip into his anal ring. With one hand she again started dragging the edge of the ruler upwards along John's over-sensitized cock and as she did so her other hand firmly pushed the widening plug into John's bottom. John was close to orgasm now. His body would have been trashing around the table but for the restraints holding him firmly down. Karin knew it wouldn't take much to push him over the edge. She was so excited herself she was pretty sure she wouldn't take long herself. Karin pulled the ruler away as the narrow part of the plug seated itself inside of John's tight sphincter pulling the rest of the plug deeper into his rectum. Karin reached over for another of the plastic dildos as Leanne watched, fascinated. Karin took the end of the dildo and smacked it gently against the end of the protruding rectal plug. John gasped in surprise at the sensation then moaned loudly. Karin knew the end of the plug must be nestled up against his prostate and the shock wave traveling up the plastic device would end up right at the most sensitive spot. As Leanne had done earlier, Karin gently smacked the ruler against the now almost purple head of John's hard cock. It twitched hard and John's thighs strained to lift his hips off the table. Another smack to the plug and another light smack to the cock and John started to come. Karin smacked the end of his plug again and again and again as John's cock now started spurting in long stringy come along his chest. Leanne too cried out in orgasm as the sight of her husband driving over the edge brought her to a climax. Karin rolled back, her face flushed. She had never, ever been hotter than this moment. Leanne was still shuddering but she looked over at her best friend and could see how turned on she was. Holding a finger to her lips, Leanne took Karin by the arm and led her out of the room. Karin was trembling, she was so hot. Wordlessly Leanne led Karin back to the bedroom. Karin let herself be led, following silently. What, she wondered would happen now? She was ready for just about anything so long as it involved having an orgasm right now! The two girls entered the master bedroom and Leanne simply guided Karin back to the corner where John had been only a short time before. In a moment, Karin found herself with her eyes facing the corner of the room and unable to see anything behind her. She felt the hem of her dress move as Leanne took it and in one motion, pulled it up. Karin obediently raised her arms to let Leanne strip her completely. Given she had worn no panties, Karin was now completely naked before her friend. Leanne took Karin's hands from their straight up position and gently lowered them until they were clasped behind Karin's head. Karin gasped as Leanne's fingers trailed down her back and between her thighs urging them slightly apart. Leanne stepped back, enjoying the view of her beautiful friend's bare back and bottom in this most submissive of poses. Karin felt her behind her again then felt the soft touch of a blindfold covering her eyes. Leanne's breath was hot in her ear as from an inch away she whispered. Now stay right here like a good little girl until your examination. Karin could hardly wait! 76 Airport Arrival "Flight 714 from Amsterdam, now arriving at gate 27" Lynn felt her heart leap at the airport announcement. It was almost time. Lynn had been waiting for this moment for almost 2 weeks since her boyfriend Steven left for an European vacation. Lynn and Steven had been going together for about 6 months but it was the steamiest 6 months either of them had ever experienced. Somehow the sexual energy between them just seemed to fit. There didn't seem to be anything they couldn't try together and each new experience was hotter and more intense than the one before. They had experimented with a variety of sex games but both seemed to enjoy an exhibitionist streak demonstrated by an enjoyment of sex outdoors. Both Steven and Lynn were very attractive. At 6' with a lean, athletic physique and deep blue eyes, 28 year-old Steven was always being propositioned by women of all ages. Lynn was a year younger. Her 5'7" frame was also athletic in a gymnast sort of way. Her hair was blond and curly and her 34C-24-35 figure was the envy of more than one young man. Lynn had given Steven a hot send-off for this vacation, which he had planned ages before with friends of his. The lingerie had started the night off and before they were done both Lynn and Steven had managed to eat some whipped cream from some pretty interesting places. The sex, as usual had been fabulous. Lynn had, for the first time, let Steven take her anally and they had both loved it. Steven had been leaving the next morning on the mid-day flight and Lynn had been prepared the next morning. It was a bit of rushing around but she got to the airport to see him off in time. Handing Steven a sealed envelope she had made him promise not to open it before being actually in the air. Steven had looked at her curiously but had put the envelope, unopened, in his bag. Lynn knew what he'd see when the envelope was opened. Inside were 3 picture of Lynn herself and a short note. The top picture showed Lynn in a very sexy bustier, stockings and g-string panties. It was the same lingerie that she had on when they had had their last evening together and she knew he loved it. The second picture was her in only her g-string panties with a garter belt. Lynn's c-cup breasts with their very hard and long nipples were completely bare. The last picture was the best. It showed Lynn 'au naturel'. It was more naked than she could ever remember being since she'd done something special. Lynn had started her day by shaving her bush absolutely bare. Steven had hinted that he wanted her to for ages but she had resisted so far. The look was very erotic. Lynn felt more than naked with her puffy pussy lips completely exposed. Lynn knew that the identity of the picture taker would make Steven crazy and that it would only make him hotter. In fact, Lynn had arranged with her best friend Sally to take the pictures long before Steven actually left. The short note in the envelope was the piece de resistance. In it Lynn promised Steven a day he would never forget when he returned. Now that day had arrived. Lynn's plans weren't fully thought out when Steven had left 2 weeks earlier but they sure were now. Lynn had taken pains to prepare for Steven's flight arrival hours before it landed. Part of Lynn's preparation was how she looked right now. In a white thin blouse, Lynn's firm breasts were clearly visible. With her nipples so dark and pushing against the white material, it was clear to anyone who looked at her chest directly that her over-long nipples were achingly erect and without the protection of a bra. The short skirt that completed the ensemble was pleated and well above Lynn's mid-thighs. Each time Lynn took a step the skirt flared and swished back and forth. Lynn felt like it was blowing up around her waist at each step or puff of breeze but thus far it had not. She felt even more than a little exposed as she was wearing no panties under the short open garment. Lynn had taken extra time in the bathroom getting ready that morning. Her pussy was freshly shaved and oiled to be a smooth prominent mound. She knew she was aroused. She could feel how slippery her lips were as she walked. There was one more thing Steven would discover under her skirt and she knew it would be enough to blow his mind. The week before Steven's return Lynn had gathered her courage and headed to a downtown sex-store. Here she figured she could find something that would help her with her welcome-home party for her beau. The extensive collection of toys and gadgets were overwhelming. It seemed to take Lynn ages before she happened on just the right thing. "Anal Beads" read the package. The device seemed disarmingly simple. A string about 18 inches long with a little blue bead tied each 3 inches or so. A total of 5 beads left about 4-5 inches of string at the end with a largish ring to end the string. The instructions were quite straightforward. After lubricating the beads, they were to be inserted in the partner's rectum. Once all the beads were inserted, the partners were to work towards an orgasm. At the moment of orgasm, the beads were to be pulled slowly from the anus one bead at a time. Lynn had practiced on herself the night before with devastating results. She was sure the neighbors would call the police for fear of someone dying at the sound of her screams. Lynn could feel the beads inside her right now. They had been in there for over an hour now. The ring was freely hanging out of her tight bottom and at each step would innocently swing against her bare thighs. The sensation just served to further remind Lynn of how exposed she was. Before leaving the house she had spent several minutes in front of mirror, convinced that everyone would know she was naked and stuffed with these beads. There was no sign of evidence to anyone who couldn't look right up her skirt. The doors marked "Exit" swung open and there he was! "Baby" squealed Lynn and ran up to her man. Steven dropped his bag and swept up his beautiful girlfriend into a big bear hug. "I missed you!" he said. "Me too." said Lynn with a coy smile on her face. "I sure hope you don't have plans, because I've got some for you." Lynn had felt Steven's erection as soon as she hugged him. Obviously her envelope had had the desired effect. Steven gave her a wicked leer. "I'm ready if you are." He said. Lynn led Steven out of the airport and into the underground parking. As soon as they were out of the main crowd, she felt his hand slide down her back to her rounded bottom. "Uh uh" she chucked. You'll see when I tell you. Don't worry you'll get to see plenty before the day's over." Steven just grinned. He knew from experience he wasn't to be disappointed. "Ok," he said, "Just tell me one thing. Who took those hot pictures?" Lynn laughed, 'You'll never know!" They were at Lynn's car now. Steven threw his bag in the trunk. Lynn was holding the passenger door open for him. Steven sat and before closing the door, looked him in the eye. "Look at me," she said. Steven looked up. Lynn reached down and took the hem of her skirt in her hands. Her legs were close together. In one very slow movement she pulled the skirt up. Steven's eyes got wider and wider. As her shaved pussy came into view Lynn was rewarded with a sharp gasp from her boyfriend. "Wow," he said, "It's so hot!" Steven's hand reached out to touch the bare slit but Lynn was a jump ahead of him. "Ah, ah, ah," she chided. "No touching until you're allowed." Lynn's hand had grabbed Steven's wrist just in time. "I will let you feel something though." She said. With her skirt now safely back down, Lynn spread her legs wide apart. She had Steven's undivided attention now. With her hand still firmly on his wrist Lynn pulled Steven's fingers under the pleated skirt until they touched the steel ring and the end of the string buried deep in her bottom. Steven gasped again, what was this? He looked up at Lynn with a look of shock and wonder. "Follow the string," she whispered. Steven's finger obediently followed the string slowly upward until his fingertips barely touched Lynn's crinkled anus between her buttocks. Again Lynn was rewarded with a gasp. She knew she'd made the right purchase. Lynn pulled Steven's hand out from under her skirt. She knew if she didn't they'd be having sex right there in the parking lot and she had better plans for the two of them. Lynn scooted around to the driver's side and zoomed the car out of the airport. In a few minutes they were on the freeway heading north into the nearby mountains. "Where are we headed?" asked Steven who had already unsuccessfully tried to run his hand up Lynn's thigh twice. "To the mountains," said Lynn. "Don't worry, it's only a half-hour away. Surely you can wait that long?" Steven laughed. "Well the way you've gotten my engine revved up, I'm not sure that I can." "It'll be worth the wait. I promise," said Lynn. Steven threw a bunch of questions at her, who had taken the pictures, what else had they seen, what was that string and what did she have planned. Lynn just laughed at all the questions. You'll find out everything before the day's over, she told him. The spot they were destined for had been picked by Lynn very carefully. In fact she had been there only that morning. Lynn parked the car at a road-side rest area and pulled a small nylon bag from the back seat. "C'mon" she told her boyfriend and headed up an almost invisible trail. Steven followed obediently, his eyes glued from the sexy swish of Lynn's short skirt. Just knowing what was under it was making him crazy. About 10 minutes later, Lynn turn a sharp right turn off the trail. Walking up a gently slope through the woods in another 5 minutes or so she came to a halt at a small outcrop of rock. Steven's hands went right around her waist. "I don't think I can wait another minute," he whispered in her ear. Steven's hard bulge pushed into the soft curves of Lynn's buttocks. "Uh uh, Not yet lover," she giggled as she quickly disentangled herself from her lover's grasp. "Have a seat. You'll be taking a five minute break here," she said. "Me?" said Steven. "Yup," she smiled. Here's a coke. Have a seat and relax until you finish it. Take about 5 minutes. Then, you can follow me." "And where will I find you?" asked Steven, intrigued. Lynn pulled a ball of string from her bag. "Remember the string you got to touch just a little while ago?" Steven nodded his head. How could he forget. The image of the ring and the string it was at the end of was seared into his brain. "Well, if you follow this string you'll find it attached to that one." Lynn grinned at her now over-hot boyfriend. Giving Steven one end of the string, she walked past him into the woods. The string unwound as she walked. It wasn't far. About 50 feet later the woods quickly opened up to a spot Lynn had picked out especially for this occasion. Concealed nicely from the woods behind her was a ledge of rock with a wonderful view of the valley on two sides. It was a perfect spot for a picnic but lunch was the last thing on Lynn's mind today. Lynn knew she had not much time. Opening up the nylon bag she quickly removed a folded exercise pad and laid it out carefully in the middle of the ledge. The ropes she had placed that morning at several points around the rock were still fastened to the trees as she had left them. Lynn pulled them out now. Stripping off her clothes took only a moment and now she was naked but for the tiny string dangling from between her buttocks. She felt so full. Lynn lay down on the padded mat. There were three more items she needed from the bag. The handcuffs she laid at the top of the pad. The scissors she used quickly, cutting the ball of string from the long end which disappeared into the woods in front of her. The ball and scissors went back in the bag. The end of the string she tied as she had promised to the end of the ring. The string now held in Steven's hands deep in the woods ended deep in Lynn's own body. Lynn took the key for the handcuffs and clipped it, too, to the ring dangling from her. She had no doubt Steven would find it instantly. Lynn pulled the last item, the sleep mask that she'd use as a blindfold from the bag then tossed the bag aside. Now the ropes which she had so carefully planned came into play. From two points in front of Lynn but wide apart came ropes with loops at the end. Lynn put her feet through the loops and pulled them to the top of her thighs. Lying down on her back now, Lynn took the ropes from points to either side and somewhat behind her and put her feet through those loops. These she pulled up to her knees. The lengths of the ropes had been carefully calculated. Lynn had, in fact, rehearsed getting into this position only this morning. With the shorter ropes around her knees, Lynn was now pulled up and wide open. The ropes around the tops of her thighs would keep her from being pulled backward. It was a position more exaggerated even than her gynecologist put her in. There was one rope left and it ended a foot or so from her head. The blindfold was next. Lynn took a deep breath before putting it on. The darkness descended around her and instantly every other sense seemed heightened. The handcuffs were last. Lynn clipped one to her left wrist then passed the chain through the loop above her head before clipping her right wrist to the other. She was now helpless and more fully exposed than she had ever been in her life. The gentle breezes in the clearing wafted over Lynn's shaved pubis reminding her that she was on display to the world in this position. Her pussy was, she knew, soaked. She hoped Steven enjoyed it. Lynn could hear every sound on the hill, chirping of grasshoppers and birds, the sounds of the wind and the leaves rustling together. The sound she was waiting for didn't take long. From directly in front of her Steven's footsteps walked softly through the brush, following the string she had so thoughtfully left. Steven rolled the string slowly as he followed it. He couldn't remember ever being this turned on. Suddenly the woods cleared out and the young man stopped in shock at the sight. His eyes followed the string he had been winding. It lay forward for another few feet ending tied to the ring he had felt less than an hour before. Lynn's body was spread and shaved and tied, offered to him as nothing he had ever experienced. He dropped the ball of string and walked slowly around his beautiful girlfriend. Lynn's breasts, always firm and curvy were stretched and smooth. Her nipples, which he loved seemed even darker. They certainly seemed thicker and longer than he could ever remember. Steven longed to pull them into his mouth. Her hands were handcuffed. Where were the keys? he wondered. He'd soon find out. With her hands pulled up above her head, her body seemed arched, offered up to him. The blindfold covered her eyes, seeming to invite him to look at whatever he liked for as long as he liked without fear of a disapproving glance. Steven took advantage to drink in his fill of the stunning display. Walking around to where he started now, Steven marveled at what Lynn had done to offer herself to him. The shaved pussy was the stuff of his hottest dreams. It revealed perfect puffy outer lips and widely separated and soaking wet inner lips. With the exaggerated spread of Lynn's body, even her hard nubbin of a clitoris was instantly visible. The string which Steven had followed, clearly ended deep in Lynn's bottom. Her widespread thighs left her buttocks spread open as well. The brown crinkled opening of her anus was clear and the string disappeared into it. Steven knelt down between her thighs. Where would he touch her first? Wondered Lynn. She found out a moment later as the string of beads lodged deep inside her came to life. "Hmmm, so this is what you were hiding from me," said Steven as he tugged the end of the string. Lynn moaned out loud. The beads had been a constant source of stimulation for close to two hours now. Steven pulled gently until he could see just the tip of the first bead pushing open Lynn's sensitive anus. Lynn's breathing was coming in ragged gasps already. She hadn't realized how close she was. "Perhaps you could explain why these are so hard," asked Steven as he rolled Lynn's oversensitive nipples between his fingers. Lynn's answer was a gasp and another moan. "Or maybe you can explain why you're just so wet down here," whispered Steven as the tip of his finger ran across Lynn's rock hard clitoris. Lynn cried out at the sensation. Steven smiled. With her in this position, he could take as long as he wanted but it was obvious that Lynn was close to a climax. Leaning down, he let her feel his breath on the wet spread lips of her pussy. "Oh please." she gasped. "Please." "Please?" teased Steven. Is there something you'd like? "Oh please let me come. I'll do anything for you." Steven smiled. "Anything?" Well since you so nicely offered, I'll hold you to that." Without further hesitation, Steven leaned forward and let his tongue run full up Lynn's soaking wet slit. Lynn's hips strained upward in their bonds at the touch. When he reached her clit, Steven backed off and started from the bottom again. Lynn was sure she was going to tear her body into pieces. What Steven was doing to her was making her crazy. This time as Steven's tongue reached her clit, he didn't hold back. He gently sucked the hard button between his lips and in her favorite move started thrashing his tongue across it in wide swipes. Lynn's cry seemed torn from her involuntarily as she began to come in what seemed like the most intense orgasm of her life. Lynn pulled at her wrists and thighs as she tried to contract every muscle in her body at once. There was something she had forgotten however. Just as Lynn's whole body pulled into itself in the crash of her first orgasm, she felt the tug again of the string that disappeared into her bottom. Steven was pulling the string! The first bead was pulled just as Lynn hit the peak of her orgasm. With her body clamping down as hard as she could, the small bead being pulled from her body made her feel like she was being pulled inside out. Lynn hadn't come down from her first orgasm when Steven's tongue returned to her clit. The second orgasm hit her harder than the first and the second bead helped pushed her over the edge. The third bead heralded a third wave as did the fourth. By the time the last bead had been pulled from her, Lynn was hanging weakly in her bonds. She had never, never experienced anything like that. As Lynn surfaced from the deep fog she had fallen into from her orgasm, she felt Steven still between her legs, stroking her gently. "Whew," she whispered. That was just amazing. "It's not quite over yet," said Steven. "Don't you remember promising me anything?" "Oh yeah," replied the still bound girl. "And what are you planning to do?" Lynn felt the tip of Steven's finger at her now very sensitive anus. "Did you like being filled here all day?" "Oh man. It was amazing," said Lynn. Steven smiled. "Well perhaps you should be filled again. I know you'll be feeling those little beads lots in the future but I was thinking of using something else on you. Lynn realized that her overspread position made it ideal for Steven to penetrate any opening he'd like. "Take me Steven," whispered the pretty girl. "Take me any way you want!" Lynn didn't have long to wait. <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. The post was sent as an email attachment and has been converted by ASSTR ASSM moderation software. ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+