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Chapter two: An intimate evening
“You dirty girl!” Lisa was panting and shaking. Her face flushed again as Mrs Henderson grabbed her roughly by the arm and jerked her to a halt.
“Whats this?” she asked angrily, pointing to the shiny smears coating the insides of the softly curved and trembling thighs. Lisa sobbed with shame as the older woman ran a finger along the crack of her vagina and then held it up for Holly to see.
“As you can no doubt smell, your aunt is showing her usual sluttish nature.” Lisa blushed an even brighter shade of scarlet, if that were possible, as her landlady brought attention to the musky scent now filling the room.
“Open your mouth you little bitch.” Lisa did as she was told. The finger slid in.
“Clean it properly.” Shaking uncontrollably she licked and sucked her own excitement from Mrs Henderson’s finger, sinking to new depths of humiliation as she did so. Holly looked on, her expression a mixture of disbelief and pleasure.
“See for yourself Holly.” Hesitantly the girl reached out and ran her fingers between the soft labial folds. Lisa moaned and began to sob more loudly as her moist opening was invaded by her young niece. Almost transfixed by what was happening Holly stared at her fingers as she withdrew them. They were coated with sticky fluid. She looked up into Lisa’s bright red face, stood up and without any further urging pressed them into her aunt’s mouth.
She marvelled at the way her aunt tongued the fluid almost hungrily.
“Now you can see what a dirty little tart she is Holly and she’s enjoying every minute, aren’t you mmmmmm?” Lisa shook her head. The shame consuming her was almost tangible. Naked in front of her niece, her pussy being fingered, being made to lick her own juices from the girl’s fingers, it was unbearably humiliating. Yet even now she was shaking with arousal in spite of the intense embarrassment. She moaned loudly and pressed herself onto the intruding digits as they opened her vulval slit more forcefully. Mrs Henderson was quick to observe her reaction.
“Disgusting! Quite disgusting!” she snapped.
Lisa found herself draped across her landlady’s lap with her nose almost touching the carpet. Mrs Henderson was sitting on the dining chair and with one hand was holding her lodgers wrists very tightly in the small of her back. With her free hand she poked and prodded the plump cheeks of the rounded behind. Being put across Mrs Henderson’s knee always made Lisa feel like a little girl, the humiliation was dreadful but when it happened in front of others the feelings were inevitably worse. She screwed her eyes tightly shut.
“In this position Holly you can see just how enormous your aunties bottom is. You’ll need to spank hard to make any impression.” She laughed and brought her hand down on the nervously clenching cheeks.
“SMACK, SMACK, SMACK.” The grinning woman kept up a steady rhythm that soon had her younger charge gasping.
“SMACK, SMACK, SMACK!”
“Oooowwwwwww! Ouch! Ooooohhh!” Holly watched entranced as her beautiful aunt began to squirm across the older woman’s knees. Soon she appeared to be actually bouncing under the impacts, her legs scissoring apart to reveal the glistening folds between. Gasps and loud sobs began to punctuate the sharp slaps that filled the room.
“Stand up girl!” Lisa scrambled to her feet, her hot bum cheeks continuing to roll from side to side as she swayed unsteadily in front of her tormentor.
“Hands at your sides.” She sobbed softly as both women stared at her. Although she obviously couldn’t see for herself she knew that the very wet slit beneath her shaven mound would once more be embarrassingly visible to her excited niece.
“She requires very regular discipline and as you can tell she finds it all very exciting. Don’t you girl?” Lisa shook her head, her mouth a sullen pout.
“One crucial thing, you mustn’t let her to come without permission.” Holly’s eyes grew round.
“Denial is particularly important in her punishments. I’ll show you what I mean in a little while.” Mrs Henderson smiled at the intrigued expression on the girls face then turned her attention to the shaking red "cheeked" woman standing in front of her.
“Right you little tart tell us how dirty girls like you get it!” Lisa looked up into the stern face of her landlady.
“Oh Miss please no. Please don’t make me say.”
“Tell your new Mistress she needs to know.”
“On…on…on the bare Miss. Always on the bare.” It was said almost in a whisper. Mrs Henderson slapped the trembling woman on one of her full buttocks eliciting a startled squeak.
“Speak up girl and stop staring at the floor!”
“Always on the bare Miss.” This time they heard her clearly and she looked into their smiling faces. Holly could barely contain her exhilaration. To see her gorgeous auntie behaving like a naughty little girl was incredible. When Mrs Henderson had told her about the special arrangement that the pair of them had, how she punished Lisa on a regular basis, and how she did all sorts of things to her she could hardly believe her ears. As Mrs Henderson had talked Holly could feel herself throbbing between her legs. It was just so horny. Until a few moments ago she hadn’t really believed any of it. Now she did! Her pussy was once again pulsing madly, the urge to touch herself almost irresistible.
Lisa threw her head back and howled, her scarlet bottom performing a raunchy bump and grind as it absorbed the heat from the fresh burning stripe. Tears poured unchecked down her cheeks. Mrs Henderson drew the thick leather strap back in readiness for the next stroke. As she sobbed Lisa gripped the back of the chair until her knuckles whitened. The whole of her poor bum was on fire. It swayed and writhed quite independently of her wishes, the red-blotched cheeks clenching and unclenching as she knelt on the chairs’ seat.
“Stick it out properly girl and keep still!” Lisa did her best to stick her burning bottom out and hold it in place as instructed but it just wasn’t possible. She screamed again as the tawse wrapped itself lovingly around her soft nether curves, almost jerking sideways off the chair as it landed. Holly was beside herself with excitement. At first she’d been shocked at how hard Mrs Henderson had hit the defenceless rear cheeks. Even the initial pink stripe had made Lisa gasp but from then on her aunt’s distress had increased both in pitch and volume as a red stain had gradually spread across her churning behind. The very first of Lisa’s squeals had brought a fresh surge of wetness to Holly’s pussy. She’d squeezed her thighs tightly together as the wonderful tingling bloomed in her clitoris. But at the first full blooded scream she couldn’t help glancing worriedly towards the windows.
“We’re double glazed,” said Mrs Henderson with a grin.
“No need to worry. The neighbours aren’t disturbed by the fuss your aunt makes when she’s being dealt with.” The strap rose once more.
Increasingly the heavy stripes overlaid each other as the red hue of the frantically twisting rear grew steadily darker. Some impacts caused the cheeks to flatten then spring apart revealing the now thick-lipped slit of the vaginal opening nestling beneath. Lisa no longer cared what she was showing them, the awful pain in her bum was all consuming.
“Ooooooohhhhh! Please sto...”
“THWACK!”
“Arrrrrrrrgh! Oh God! Please!”
“WHACK!” Lisa screamed shrilly as the strap stung her for the last time. Holly and Mrs Henderson watched the bright red flesh gyrate and weave in all directions as its owner tried her best to ease the burning. Sitting down next to Holly Mrs Henderson treated her to a beaming smile as she attempted to blow a stray curl of hair away from her forehead.
“TOUCH YOUR TOES! HURRY UP!” The order, which was shouted, made Lisa jump from the chairs seat and quickly take up the required pose. She continued to sob uncontrollably as her abused flesh was painfully stretched. Holly whistled to herself. Her auntie’s bottom looked very angry indeed! Both cheeks were deep red and the skin appeared drum tight and shiny. In fact if anything her bum looked actually bigger! Tears dripped from the tip of Lisa’s nose as she tried to contain the raging heat that was engulfing her juddering lower half.
“Reach up high, that's it, stretch!” Holly watched in awe as her aunt followed the older woman’s instruction. Lisa groaned as she did as she was told, humiliation and pain keeping all of her cheeks aflame. After reaching and bending for a few minutes she was made to turn and face them.
“Arms out, crouch down, all the way, that’s it.” Lisa’s smooth shaven pussy was lewdly displayed. It gaped open, the lips swollen and shining with secretions as she performed in front of them. Then she was ordered to stand and reach up high again. Her boobs rose as she stretched, her nipples pointing stiffly upwards.
“Up onto your toes.” Lisa teetered on the spot as her smirking landlady stood up and moved to her side.
“I said, up onto your toes!“ Lisa screamed as a hand slapped forcefully into one of her already horribly scorched bum cheeks. She immediately started to sob again. Holly watched it all with sparkling eyes, her heart thumping excitedly in her chest.
Jean Henderson had her submissive plaything perform the series of bends and stretches for a good ten minutes before she was satisfied. Throughout Holly watched. Watched the wonderful breasts sway and wobble, their deep red points poking rigidly out towards her. Watched as the shaven pink lipped slit opened and closed as her beautiful naked aunt bobbed up and down. Watched the tears welling up in the wide open eyes and heard the piercing cry that each hard slap wrung from the trembling mouth. Each visual and aural delight caused a surge of pleasure in the space between her legs. She glanced at her watch. Eleven forty five! Over three hours had passed since her auntie had walked through the lounge door in her “gym kit”.
“Is that fat behind of yours sore yet my girl?” Lisa nodded her head unhappily and snuffled back tears. Mrs Henderson motioned that the red faced 27 year old should turn around and once more display her bottom to her young niece. Slowly Lisa did as she was told.
“Feel free to inspect her Holly.” Again the young girl needed no further urging. She immediately ran her hands over the blazing cheeks bringing a frantic mewling and twisting from Lisa.
“Gosh its so hot Jean! Bet it stings!” They both laughed as Lisa squealed and blubbered. She continued to writhe unhappily as her niece’s hands roamed, cupped and finally began to pinch her tortured cheeks.
“Please Miss! Please stop! It hurts so much!” Holly just smiled.
“Wait in position we’ll be up in a few minutes,” said Mrs Henderson to her trembling naked lodger. Holly could smell the unmistakable aroma of her aunt’s arousal. Involuntarily she licked her lips. Lisa guessed what was going to happen next.
“Please Miss don’t make me! I’ll be good! I really will...”
“BE QUIET GIRL! We’re going to show your new mistress what a little slut you really are. Now get upstairs!”
For the second time that evening Lisa found herself standing in “position” at the top of the stairs. The previous few hours had been excruciatingly embarrassing but she knew it wasn’t over yet. Totally nude with her hands on her head and her elbows pulled back she could feel her poor bum clenching and quivering all by itself. It was horribly hot, really burning. She didn’t dare rub it. Waiting in position meant just that. If Mrs Henderson caught her doing anything else...well it just didn’t bear thinking about! Her abused pussy felt hot and sticky too but no doubt it would be feeling even hotter in a few minutes! She shivered nervously, goose bumps springing up all over her exposed skin.
A quarter of an hour later the clink of crockery and an increase in the volume of muffled conversation from downstairs signalled that her landlady and their guest were finally on their way. Lisa began to tremble. Laughing and talking between themselves the two of them climbed the staircase. Holly was carrying two steaming mugs of coffee. As they passed she couldn’t help treating her aunt to an arrogant smile.
“Well come along Lisa!” said Mrs Henderson sharply. She followed them into her bedroom. Holly was looking around the room with amazement. It reminded her of her own bedroom when she’d been about ten years old! Rabbits decorated the lampshade and ran in circles across the bedspread. Pastel pink and purple were the principal colours.
“Over here girl,” said Mrs Henderson turning the bedcovers back. Lisa lay down on her back across the width of the little bed. Her head just rested on one edge and her bottom on the other. She winced as her sore flesh touched the cool sheet.
It took the older woman only a few moments to arrange her naked lodger in the way she wanted. A single pillow supported the girl’s head whilst three pillows beneath her bottom raised her hips and pushed the shaven mound of her pussy up towards the ceiling. Holly was more than a little surprised when Mrs Henderson produced a towel that she slipped beneath Lisa’s bottom and two pairs of leather cuffs which she secured to her aunt’s ankles and wrists. She sipped her coffee and watched with interest as Jean clipped the wrists together then pulled them up and behind her aunt’s head. Next she attached two lengths of cord to the joined cuffs then secured each individually to a bed leg. She then made Lisa open her thighs as wide as she could, knelt down and tied each ankle to the base of the bed. Pulling hard she managed to add even more tension to the already widely spread legs, the muscles and tendons on the insides of each standing out in protest. Lisa groaned as the lips of her pussy slowly parted, the sticky surfaces clinging to each other before reluctantly slipping open. The rough surface of the towel began to send waves of prickly heat through her sore bum cheeks, bathing the anxiously clenching ring of her bottom hole as she tried her best to keep still. Jean Henderson stood back to admire her handiwork, picked up her mug of coffee and drank greedily. She saw the questioning look in Holly’s eyes.
“The towel?” Holly nodded.
“No point in making a mess on the pillowcases.”
Lisa looked up into the excited faces of her niece and landlady. Laid on her back with her arms drawn above her head and her legs spread wide she was totally helpless. She could feel her hips pushing upwards causing her pussy to gape. The sensation of being exposed in this way was one she was becoming familiar with but in front of Holly a new level of intensity had been added. A fresh flood of humiliation washed over her as sticky fluid pooled in the crack of her vagina. She moaned.
“There we are,” said Mrs Henderson happily as she watched her pinioned lodger strain against the ropes.
“You can start to bring her on now Holly, be as rough as you like but stop when I tell you.” It took a few seconds for Holly to understand what she was being told. Bring her on? Then she realised. Mrs H wanted her to start fingering her aunt! The older woman watched the realisation dawn on the girl’s face and smiled at her encouragingly. Holly couldn’t believe what she was about to do. Excitedly she slid her hand across the trembling flatness of the taut belly and then cupped the soft vulval mound. Her aunt gasped loudly in response.
“SMACK! SMACK!” Lisa jerked and screamed in pain as her landlady slapped the front of each of her thighs in turn.
“Make the most of it you little tart,” she said. Lisa sobbed as Holly suddenly increased her grip on the defenceless pubic mound causing the pink lips to squeeze wetly together. With her other hand she began to tease the tight slit then allowed the pressure to ease and coaxed the folds apart. Sticky clear fluid welled from the exposed pink opening. Lisa moaned and groaned, her head turning slowly from side to side as waves of both pleasure and shame flowed over her. Holly looked at the knob of the heavily engorged clitoris. It stood proud and hard, jutting up from the highest juncture of the vaginal crease. Mrs Henderson smiled once again as Holly looked up at her questioningly.
“That’s perfect, take her to the edge and then I’ll show you how to deal with her.”
Slowly Holly inserted a finger into the hot slippery hole, then another. She stretched the tight opening and rotated her hand bringing a series of breathless gasps from her jerking auntie. Gripping the hard clitoral stub between her thumb and forefinger she began to massage it relentlessly.
“Nnnnnnnnggghhhh! Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!” Lisa ground her hips into the pillows moaning loudly as the wonderful sensations flooded her pussy. Mrs Henderson grinned at Holly, quietly impressed by the girl’s masturbatory expertise. Then the fingers started to piston more forcefully back and forth whilst at the same time the girl pulled and squeezed the throbbing blood swollen knob more firmly. Lisa squealed and thrashed her head from side to side as the feelings intensified.
“Ah! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh god! Oh god! I’m going to come! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh! Yes! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!” At that moment Mrs Henderson indicated to her young protégé that she should quickly stop her manipulations. Lisa groaned in frustration then screamed as the older woman’s hand suddenly struck the soft flesh of her taut mound. The second smack caught the gaping vagina fully, spreading the delicate lips and smearing fluid across the whole area. Lisa howled and jerked violently as her sensitised clitoris absorbed the awful sting from Mrs Henderson hand. Each spank was delivered precisely causing the bound woman to scream and writhe as if she were receiving an electric shock.
“That’s it you dirty little tart, let’s hear you!” Lisa squealed and screamed and thrashed as her pussy was spanked hard. Holly watched entranced as her auntie’s vaginal anatomy turned pink under the ferocious treatment. By the time Mrs Henderson stopped Lisa was sobbing uncontrollably, her pussy red, sore and swollen.
“Now Holly you can start again.” She looked at the older woman and at once understood the game. As part of her punishment Lisa was going to be denied her orgasm. They were going to tease her to the edge but then stop her going over it. It was cruel, horribly cruel. But Holly suddenly realised that she wanted to see her auntie taken further, much further! She licked her lips. Her newly awakened sadistic leanings were growing stronger with each fresh abuse visited upon her suffering aunt. Enthusiastically she began her teasing fingerings again, pulling the now severely inflamed membranes wide. She giggled as Jean Henderson nodded her head in encouragement. Compared to a few moments earlier Lisa was now excruciatingly sensitive. As the fingers forced their way into her abused pink hole minute muscular spasms ran across her straining stomach. She groaned in pain but her arousal levels rose quickly skywards. Her teeth began to chatter, an almost continuous moan of pleasure rising from her lips.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh! Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Ooooh please!” Her hips rotated and rocked on the pillows as she pushed her madly pulsing pussy onto the probing fingers. Beads of sweat rose on her forehead.
“Pleasepleaseplease! OH GOD!” Her scream resounded around the walls of the small room as the teasing digits were hastily removed and Mrs Henderson’s palm crashed mercilessly into the helpless soft vaginal folds once more.
Twice more Lisa was taken to the very brink. Twice more she was denied the final release she so desperately craved. Her screams of pain and frustration were equally loud on both occasions, but they fell on deaf ears only serving to amuse her smirking landlady and her newest pupil. Jean Henderson would quite happily have continued to torment her plaything for longer but she had become adept at reading the now familiar signs. The suffering woman sobbing brokenly on the little bed had reached her limits for the evening. A pity...but tomorrow she had a lovely day planned for Lisa. Smiling to herself she picked up the pot of cold cream.
Holly lay in her bed staring into the darkness. Her fingers were busy beneath the sheets. She gasped and threw her head back as the orgasm hit. Four times! She couldn’t believe it. She’d come four times already! Usually she made herself come twice and then ran out of steam but after tonight...all she wanted was to come again and again! She was soaking, her fingers awash with deliciously sticky spendings. She began to jerk and roll her hips again as the pleasure rose once more. It was a long time before she finally managed to fall asleep, her head still full of images...the very red and shiny bottom, the swollen lips of the spread pussy, cream being massaged into the crack between the rolling buttocks, the big mittens being fitted to her aunts hands and Mrs Henderson’s words...
”We don’t want the little slut relieving herself during the night”.
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