Crystal by Allene
PART ONE
I guess I could blame my principal for what happened to me, but now that I
think of it he did nothing out of the ordinary and I am not sure whether the
proper word is blame or thank.
I was seventeen and head cheerleader of our Catholic high school on that
fateful friday.
I had gone to the principals office that afternoon to bitch about our shabby
uniforms again and to get permission to leave early as my parents were in
Seattle and had sent airline tickets to join them for the weekend.In my usual
pushy way I barged into the principals office. Tomy surprise there was a
handsome man in his late forties talking to the principal as I barged in.
"Crystal. I would like you to meet Mr Barnes. As I had told you the school
could not afford new uniforms. Mr Barnes just informed me he would pay for both
Cheerleader and team uniforms!"
" I am sorry I barged in on you. Thank you so much for your offer Mr Barnes. I
was just coming in to see if there was any hope of getting new uniforms as ours
are so shabby."
" You are very welcome, If the other cheer leaders look as good as you. No
thing is good enough."
As he said this he looked admiringly at my 36,22,34, figure Then asked me to
turn around and raise my shirt so He could see my stomach.Without thinking I
quickly raised my shirt up just below my breasts to show off my flat stomach.
The principal looked embarrassed but said nothing only nodding when Mr Barnes
said, " See Jim, there is nothing obscene about stomachs. I think we should move
into the nineties with the super mini skirts and baremidriff. What do you think,
Crystal?"
This created a dilemma for me as I already felt naked out there with our
present full sweater and skirt just above the knee since both would jump up
during cheers to bare my thighsand stomach. I was not about to argue with our
benefactor so said " I don't think they will let me make the decision."
" Yea you're right and I don't have time for a bunch of meetings to make a
decision. Come on down to Marina's Fashions with me and we will have them make
up a few styles we like and the school can pick one. ItsO.k for her to take the
rest of the afternoon off for that isn't it Jim?"
" Well yes. I suppose we are running out of time to get them in time for
basketball. Will you be able to take her home?"
" Sure. No problem."
" Crystal, Just do whatever Mr. Barnes wants. I will call your folks and let
them know you may be a little late."
I told them he needn't bother as my folks were in Seattle and I was
house sitting till school was out.
At that he led me out to his Jaguar and to the store. I knew he must be very
rich and influential as he just breezed past the salesgirls and went back to the
owners office. There he said,
" Sam we need to look at some cheerleader outfits. Short skirts or shorts and
bare midriff."
" Sure Mr Barnes, here is our catalogue. Pick out a few close to what you want
and we can make alterations to get just what you want."
Mr Barnes had me join him at a small couch to look over the book.There were
only three outfits with bare middles so Mr barnes told Sam to get them.
"Sure." Sam said as he motioned for me to stand up. " Take off the shirt so I
can get your measurements."
When I hesitated, Mr Barnes said " Do what he says We don't have much time."
I told myself I was wearing a bra which showed no more than my bathing suit
and took off my shirt. I have to admit I was flattered when the men said I had a
beautiful body and I did not protest even though Sam touched my breasts in the
process of measuring more than any woman taking my measurements ever had. I
found I was getting a little excited over the attention and did not protest
even when Mr. Barnes went behind me and reached around to lift my breasts by
cupping them in each hand while saying, " She has lovely full breasts. Do you
think she will need an uplift bra?"
Sam replied, " We will see when she has an outfit on and makes some moves.
Right now I need her to drop the skirt as the outfit skirt is a hiphugger and
this skirt is too thick where I need to measure."
" Yea O.K." Mr. Barnes unhooked and unzipped my skirt at the back and let it
fall to the floor before I had a chance to protest.
I was wearing white bikini panties that were nearly transparent so I
instinctively put my hands over my crotch as I blushed.
" Don't be embarrassed Crystal. You are a lovely model and will have to get
used to this. I can't take measurements with your arms in the way."
It made me proud for him to say I was lovely and I had to admit showing off
was exciting.
When Mr Barnes said, " Put your hands on your head." I lifted them up there,
againwithout protest. Sam dropped to his knees to take the waist measurement and
I found I was facing a full length mirror.
Mr. Barnes said, "Your body is even lovelier with your arms up." I thanked him
as I sucked my stomach in a little more. I was getting more excited as I showed
my body to this appreciative audience. I had worked hard to get my body looking
this good and this was the first time I was able to show it off since my mother
always picked out very conservative bathing suits. At this point Sam began
measuring from my crotch to my knees bumping his fingers next to my clitoris. My
breasts were going up and down as I started breathing harder. Then he put the
end of the tape just under my belly button fed it through my legs and told Mr.
Barnes to measurea couple of inches above the crack of my butt or at the dimples
if I had them. They must have had that tape buried between the lips of my pussy,
When they sawed it back and forth I was about to climax and when Mr. Barnes said
the bra straps would probably show I took it off without being asked.
When Sam left to get the costumes Mr Barnes again began to lift and squeeze my
breasts as he complimented me on their size and firmness. I simply put my hands
back on the top of my head and pushed forward into his hands.
When Sam got back he said he did not have the proper panties in stock but he
could fix mine. Then he pulled the back of my panties into the crack of my ass
and used a ribbon to tie the front together. He said, "How do you like that?"
As I turned in front of the mirror I could see all of my ass and all but the
crack of my pussy. I said, "I might as well be naked!"
"O.K. Then take them off."
By this time I was open to all suggestions as I took them off and faced them.
Mr. Barnes said, "Would you like us to get rid of some of that extra hair? It
will show around the new tights." By this time I was so excited I could only
nod my head.
They had me lay down on the couch with one leg over the back while Sam
scissored off my pubic hair. When he started running his electric razor over my
pussy the vibrations made me freak and I began climaxing.When Mr. Barnes said, "
This seems to excite you. Would you like to be fucked?" I was much more excited
than I had ever been when my boyfriend fucked me and replied " Yes,oh God yes."
He dropped his pants to reveal a dick much bigger than my boyfriend's. I
could feel my pussy begin to drool.
His dick was wide causing a fullness and pressure on my clitoris to keep the
climaxes coming. When Sam took out his dick and put it next to my face I pulled
it into my mouth without hesitation. I enjoyed it all! When Sam came in my mouth
I found that cum did not taste bad andlicked everydrop from his slowly sagging
prick. I had never tasted cum as I had only licked my boyfriends dick until he
became so excited he could not wait to fuck me. This was unbelievedly better! I
had orgasms stronger than he could ever give me. When Mr Barnes pulled out and
shot on my stomach and breasts I loved the feel as he rubbed it into my skin.
When they stepped back I got up to look at myself in the mirror while
massaging the remainder of Mr. Barnes cum into my breasts. I was shocked to find
they had shaved all the hair from my crotch and I had never felt so naked. Only
now being naked was a turnon for me and I found myself caressing and enjoying
the feel of my incredibly soft and smooth pussy.
"My God. I haven't looked like this since I was eight years old!"
Mr. Barnes replied, " That's fine. Everyone loves young girls."
" I feel incredibly naked! especially with both of you fully clothed. May I put
on some clothes?"
"Well yes I suppose we should get on with what we were doing. Here put this
on." Sam handed me the first outfit which consisted of a halfsweater and a tiny
skirt cut below my naveland just under the curve of my ass."
Mr. Barnes said, "Get the polaroid so she can take pictures back for
approval."
They then had me do some routines. I was naturally a bit of an exhibitionist
or I wouldnot have become a cheerleader. Now as my breasts and pussy flashed on
almost every move I became the epitome of exhibitionism. I tried to make most of
my moves in front of the mirror as I enjoyed the way I looked nearly as much as
my audience. Most of the pictures showed too much to take back but finally They
had one picture in each outfit suitable for family viewing. By this time I was
excited again and when I took off the third outfit to put on another Mr. Barnes
had to tell me there were no others and had me sit between them on the couch to
look at all the outtakes. Looking at my own body turned me on. Of course it
helped to have both of them caressing my body and when Sam said, " That hairless
pussy looks so sweet it needs to bekissed." I just closed my eyes while Mr.
Barnes let my shoulders down to the couch as Sam spread my legs.
Noone had ever kissed my pussy before and as his tongue tickled my clitoris my
whole body began to vibrate. Mr. Barnes licking and nipping my nipples with his
teeth was the last straw and I began to beg. " Oh yes.Please more. More. do
everything!"
At that Sam began to slide a finger into my pussy with his tongue with another
finger in my anus. When Mr. Barnes took out his dick and put it near my face I
could not get it into my mouth fast enough. I got so excited my gag reflex went
away. Even when the head of his dick started down my throat I just pushed
forward to get more in till my nose was against his belly. I don't know how many
times I came. Eventually I kind of passed out.
When I became aware of where I was they were idly caressing my body as Mr.
Barnes said, " Get the tape." I thought they were going to measure something
else on my body but Sam came back into the room and gave Mr.Barnes a box which
he put in his briefcase. Mr. Barnes said, " We have to go. Stand up so we can
dress you." When he reached for my panties and bra I said, "Can I leave those
off. I like feeling naked now. With no panties or bra I can feel naked even with
my outer clothes on."
Mr. Barnes seemed pleased as he said, " Of course you can. I like the idea of
you being naked under your clothes too."
When we got to his car he told me to lift my skirt so my naked butt would be
on the leather upholstery. This sounds simple but as I warmed up the leather it
really felt sensual and Iloved the feeling. When he asked me where I lived I
told him I did not have to go home as my folks were in Seattle. I just had to
call them at seven to let them know I was alright.He said that in that case we
could go to his place and I could call from there as it was almost seven.
He had a lovely large home in the center of a large pasture. The driveway must
have been a half mile long. There were barns housing horses which I loved to
ride.
I felt very horny until I made the call. My mother's concern for me made me
feel terribly guilty and depressed.
Mr. Barnes realized something was wrong when he came back in with a tray of
glasses and a bottle of champagne. " What's wrong Crystal, are your folks
alright?"
"No it is not them it is me. I feel terribly guilty. You must think I am a
dirty slut. I should tell someone what I did so I could be punished."
"Crystal, you are not a terrible slut. You are a beautiful, sensuous girl who
just did not know how wonderful sex could be.As far as telling anyone I want to
show you this." He then put a tape in his vcr and I suddenly appeared nearly
life size in his big screen t.v." If you tell anyone I could be in trouble and I
would have to show this tape to the cops and your parents to prove this
experience came about through your free will."
It was all there. My begging to be fucked, my reaching for dicks to suck. The
look of bliss on my face as Sam is pushing his fingers into my cunt and rectum
and I am pulling Mr. Barnes dick into my mouth. followed by my exhibitionism
where I am obvio usly going out of my way to show off my shaved cunt. The idea
that my parents might see this horrified me.
" Oh my God, Mr. Barnes what am I going to do. If I am not punished to relieve
my guilt I might as well be dead and I can't tell anyone so I can be punished!"
" Do you really think being punished would help?"
" Oh yes, When dad or mom spanked me for being bad I could go to bed with a
clear conscience and sleep like a baby."
" Do you think a spanking would be appropriate in this case?"
" Well no. I guess I am too old for a spanking. In a book I read adulterers
were whipped. I don't know if I am brave enough for that."
" We could compromise. There is a willow tree in the front yard. You could cut
some switches of different sizes and we could try it. If youcan't stand it I
will stop."
As I thought about it I noticed that even though Mr. Barnes tried to appear
calm his voicewas shaking slightly and he had a huge bulge in the front of his
pants. This convinced me that it was most appropriate to be punished by the same
person who had excited me. This should cure me of any idea of repeating the
experience. I agreed and Mr. Barnes gave me a knife to cut theswitches while he
headed toward the barn.
I cut switches from one fourth inch and two feet long up to 1 inch bases and
five feet long. I found myself getting excited at the prospect and had to remind
myself that this would be punishment and would be very painful. On the way back
I suddenly remembered the time Icouldn't sleep and started downstairs to ask my
folks if I could stay up and watch t.v. I stopped when I heard my Dad say it is
time for your spanking. My eyes widened as I saw my mother take off her robe and
lay across his lap nude.He hit her much harder and longer than he had ever
spanked me but she did not cry and carry on as I did. When he quit she just
kissed him and moaned as he carried her to the bedroom. As I came closer to my
fate I wondered if I would reactthe same way. If nothing else I resolved to take
my punishment as bravely as possible just as she had.
When I came back to the living room I saw he had taken some sheepskinpadded
horse hobbles from the barn and tied them to a rope looped over an open beam. My
wrists were not as big as a horses ankles but he had anticipated this as I
noticed fresh holes for the buckles.
I protested that I did not plan to be tied up as that was scary. He said, "
You don't thinkyou are brave enough to stand there quietly while being switched
do you?"
I had to admit he was right and held out my hands for the hobbles. Hestopped
me to tell me to take off my clothes. When I was naked he put on the hobbles and
turned me so I was facing a large mirror. Then he pulled down on the rope till I
was pulled up on my toes and tied the rope to a bannister.
By this time I was dying of anticipation and my imagination was going wild. I
pictured myself in colonial times while a large crowd stared at my naked body
while a hooded muscular man came toward me with a whip.
Mr. Barnes teased me by testing each switch by swishing it through the air.
When he asked me if I was ready I said " Yes," quickly followed by "Yes please!"
He started with the smallest switch. The first lash went cross both cheeks of
my ass and did not really hurt that much just a light sting and as he continued
to lay stripes down my ass it was apparent to both of us that this was not
punishment as I was getting turned on. When I panted "Bigger switch. Harder!"
he was already reaching for it. He teased me again by saying," You didn't say
please."
"Oh yes. Please harder."
Now the pain became worse while at the same time my butt seemed to swell and
littleshocks seemed to go right to my pussy while I got this terribly warm
feeling like a fever moving from my butt to my pussy and on up my stomach to my
breasts. As I looked in the mirror I saw asheen of sweat on my body as my
stomach muscles tensed with each lash and my breasts felt and looked as if they
were swelling. I don't know how many times he hit my butt I only knew I was
getting more and more excited by the minute. I was afraid to say "harder" but
knew I needed something more.Then he stopped!
He just stood there watching me as I pumped my ass back and forth silently
begging for more. He said quietly, It isn't your ass that needs the punishment
is it, Crystal?"
" No." I moaned. I knew what I needed but just couldn't tell him. He forced me
by saying,
" What needs to be punished,Crystal."
Tears fell from my eyes as I panted, " My pussy and my breasts sir. Yes,
pussy, tits"
He stepped to one side and hit me just above my pussy lips. This was
fantastic. I could see as well as hear the lashes. He seemed to know exactly how
long to wait between blows to let me turn the pain into pleasure. His next lash
to my tits was just above the nipples. They bounced and began to throb but not a
painful throbbing more of a pulse. He told me to push out my pussy which I did
with no hesitation. Then he hit just an inch lower where the lips of my pussy
were protecting my clitoris.This really hurt but the aftermath was even stronger
and as he brought the switch back I pushed out my tits for the lash I knew would
hit the nipples. This brought tears tomy eyes and a small scream. At the same
time my body began to pulsate as I spread my legs for the next. He brought the
switch down at an angle so the full force hit on the lips of my pussy withno
protection from my thighs. I saw the red line form at an angle across both lips
and began to chant " Yes, yes, yes," He took the hint and hit either my tits or
pussy with each " yes" I could now control the cadence and panted "yes" at the
apex of thrill until my tits and pussy were hit so many times it was hard to
see individual stripes. I was soon in full orgasm and he dropped to his knees to
put his tongue in my pussy till my orgasms brought on unconsciousness.
