Chapter Three
Sandy stood before her Mistress.
"I told you that you were to be barefoot at all times in my presence. What
are those on your feet?"
Sandy looked down at her sandals.
"Take them off, now. And, by the way, that is six points, three per foot.
Also you are not wearing your collar and chain. I guess that is another six
points. Oh dear, let me see - isn't that twelve points?"
Sandy slipped off her sandals and
reached for her collar. She fastened it around her neck, leaving the leash
dangling down the front of her dress. Lynn stood up and grabbed
the leash. She pulled Sandy into the lounge.
Dragging her to the sofa, Lynn sat down. She pulled
on the leash and Sandy was propelled across Lynn's knee. Without
further ado, Lynn flipped up the back of
the ridiculously short sundress and started spanking Sandy's bum. Sandy squealed and wriggled,
trying desperately to pull down the back of her mini-dress to preserve her
modesty, and almost breaking Lynn's grasp. Lynn stopped abruptly and
pushed Sandy to her knees.
"Now, Missy, I did say you would be punished, and you will be. Go to the
dresser and bring back the handcuffs from the top drawer." Sandy had no choice. She
went to the dresser and brought back the cuffs.
"Take off your dress."
Sandy was horrified. Apart from her
mother she had never been naked in front of another woman before.
"Do it now!" Lynn ordered, "It
isn't as if you have a bloody choice!"
Sandy reached down and pulled the dress
over her head. She was left standing in nothing but a g-string and collar.
"Kneel down on all fours."
Sandy knelt. Lynn put her foot under Sandy's stomach and motioned
her to push her bum out. She then lifted both feet and crossing her ankles put
them on Sandy's back, using her as a footstool.
"Sandy, you are mine
now. I do what I want, when I want, if I want, with you. You are mine. You are
my pet. You are my slave. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Mistress Lynn."
"OK. Now get on your feet and lie down over my knee. I am going to spank
you for wearing your sandals and not wearing your collar."
Sandy stood up and draped herself over Lynn's knee. She was
humiliated enough to be naked, but Lynn was fully clothed too,
and somehow that made it all the worse. Using her foot, Lynn spread Sandy's legs, positioning
her just how she wanted her.
"Give me the cuffs, slave."
Lynn fastened the cuffs behind Sandy's back. Her hand
caressed the smooth pink buttocks and thighs. She felt Sandy stiffen. Her arm raised up and then dropped, landing a stinging blow on Sandy's rump. The girl
squealed, but with the handcuffs and Lynn holding her down she
was trapped. The blows fell with a rhythm that turned her pink butt cheeks a
glowing red. Not a millimetre was left untouched. Tears streamed down Sandy's face, and she
alternately sobbed and squealed with each blow. Lynn felt Sandy's nipples harden
against her thigh, and she smiled to herself in grim satisfaction.
"Spread your legs"
Sandy spread her legs as wide as her position would allow, and Lynn continued
her spanking, only now she was targeting the inside of the tanned thighs and
striking upward towards her captive's pussy. Sandy, with tears streaming
down her face, and humiliated beyond all belief, felt the blows raining down on
her pussy, and was suddenly overcome with a new sensation - her nipples were
like pebbles and she was wet! Lynn smiled to herself
again as she saw the sheen appear on the G-string, which was just covering Sandy's pussy lips. This was
going to be fun! She grabbed the back of Sandy's G- string and tore
it from her body. Next, with no further ceremony she plunged two fingers into Sandy's cunt.
Sandy bucked against the sudden
intrusion, but in the process she rubbed her clit against Lynn's hard thigh. Lynn pumped her fingers in
and out, speeding up as Sandy shuddered to an
almighty orgasm. When her climax had passed Lynn pushed her to the
ground. She had never orgasmed like that before!
"Kneel in front of me, bitch!"
Sandy immediately got to her knees in
front of Lynn. Her breasts heaved with the
exertion of her orgasm, and the insides of her thighs were slick with her own
cum.
"Spread those legs, girl," Lynn commanded.
Sandy spread her knees wide.
"So, my girl, I think you enjoyed that. A small thank you would be
nice."
"Thank you," said Sandy in a small voice.
She fell backwards as Lynn's foot, in her
high-heeled shoe, hit her in the middle of her chest. Lynn stood above the prone
woman with her right heel poised over Sandy's nipple. She lowered
her foot till the stiletto made contact with Sandy's nipple and began to
put weight on it.
"It is "Thank you, Mistress Lynn", slut!" Lynn growled.
Sandy's eyes were on the indentation of
her nipple. She groaned at the pain but also responded to the flashing
sensation it sent darting to her inner core.
"Sorry Mistress Lynn. Thank you, Mistress Lynn. Please don't hurt me,
Mistress Lynn!"
Lynn removed her foot and sat on the
edge of the sofa. She reached down and picked up Sandy's leash, pulling her
up onto her knees and towards her.
"I think it is time for you to show your appreciation for that
orgasm."
Lynn stood and unbuttoned the front of
her skirt. Beneath the skirt she wore a pair of black lace briefs. Swiftly she
pulled the briefs down to her knees and let them drop to the floor. Her
hairless pink pussy was inches from Sandy's face and the
kneeling woman could smell the musk of Lynn's arousal. Lynn jerked the leash and Sandy's nose bumped into Lynn's crotch. Surely she
didn't mean her to....
"Kiss it my girl - make me cum!"
Sandy's head recoiled involuntarily and
for her trouble, she received a swat on her left breast.
"Do me now, bitch or I will beat you senseless!"
Sandy reached forward. Her balance was
critical with her hands still cuffed behind her back, and she wobbled slightly
till she got close enough to Lynn's crotch. The smell of
her musk was strong and Sandy's tongue tentatively
flicked over Lynn's hooded nub. The
reaction was gratifying as the nub began to swell. Sandy's tongue licked faster
and Lynn's hips began to gyrate. Sandy licked around Lynn's clit and her tongue
delved past the outer lips, searching for the tender inner lips. The salty
taste filled Sandy's mouth as Lynn grabbed her hair and
forced her face even tighter into her crotch.
"Oh God, yes, yes...."
Lynn's hips bucked wildly as her
orgasm swept into every part of her body. Spent, she released Sandy's hair and collapsed
on the chair, her legs splayed wide and her breath coming in animalistic pants.
Sandy was roused from the rush of blood
in her ears and found herself kneeling naked in front of a woman she had just
licked to orgasm. She had no choice but to look at Lynn's puffy, swollen pussy
lips, and slick wet thighs.
"Very, good my girl - you seem to have a talent," Lynn said looking down at
the submissive woman kneeling at her feet.
The mantle clock struck nine. Lynn reached froward and pulled up her panties. Noticing that Sandy was staring at her,
she grabbed the woman's right nipple and twisted savagely.
"Owww....."
"Don't stare, little girl - it is bad manners!"
"Sorry Mistress Lynn." She was so polite.
Lynn once again picked up Sandy's leash and pulled her
to her feet. Without a word she dragged the cowed woman to the stairs and
pulled her upwards. At the top of the stairs she turned towards the bathroom,
and turning Sandy, released her handcuffs before
she shoved her into the bathroom.
"Wash and spruce up," she
commanded, "And leave the door open."
Her wash finished, Sandy emerged from the
bathroom, and seeing Lynn in the bedroom she
entered the room. Lynn handed her a black
G-string.
"Put it on and come downstairs," she said, turning and leaving the
room.
