Training Rebecca

Training Rebecca Chapter 8

       Maria had finished disciplining her boss and the feeling was like a drug induced high. Now that she had a taste of power, she knew at once that she wanted more. She led a protesting Rebecca out into the garage by the leash attached to 2 of her padlocks, opened the car door and sat the resigned woman down on the car seat. Naked, Rebecca leaned back on her arms and felt the leather upholstery on her flesh, while Maria put on her seat belt. The servant girl lifted the leash and pushed the end into Rebecca’s mouth with a command not to drop it. She then slid into the driver’s seat, pushed the garage remote, and backed out of the drive. Rebecca scooched down as far as she could in the seat, hoping to avoid detection from any neighbors looking their way.

       “SIT UP,” Maria ordered grabbing the clothespin nearest her and pulling up as she squeezed. A high pitched squeal left Rebecca’s throat as she raised back up, sitting higher this time than before. She could feel the heat rising in her chest and face and she closed her eyes hoping that it was all a nightmare and would soon end. She sat that way for several minutes until a horn honked next to her. They had stopped at a light and 4 kids in a convertible laughed and pointed at her. The convertible drove next to them for the next mile, stopping occasionally at traffic lights to their delight. They traveled through the city until Maria pulled into an adult store. As the boys parked next to them, Maria said, “Open your legs as wide as they will go and keep them open, or I will take you inside and let them use you.”

       “Yeff Miftreff,” she said through the leash with tears streaming down her face. She opened her knees and lowered her head hoping her hair would cover much of her face as Maria got out of the car.

       “You may look at my slave, but not touch her,” she told the boys.

       They moved from the side window to the front and back commenting on everything. Her nipple piercings and clothes pins. The padlocks and the leash. Her fabulous body and how red and blotchy her tits were. Tears began to fall from her cheeks as the feeling of humiliation and utter powerlessness hit her. Her thighs and pussy muscles quivered as she held her legs open while needing to pee and wanting to curl up in a ball.

       Maria returned and spoke with the boys before getting into the car. “There, that wasn’t so bad was it?” Maria asked sitting down in the voice she would use with a child. “They said you held yourself open for them like a good girl,” she said unbuckling her charges seatbelt and taking hold of the leash in her right hand. “Now let’s give them something to remember us by, shall we?”

       She pulled up steadily on the leash with her right hand and Rebecca pushed down on her feet, lifting her cunt as the padlocks stretched her tender flesh. Finally when her ass was a good 6 inches off the seat, Maria stopped lifting. The boys, fighting for position at the front windshield could see straight into her hairless pussy.

       “Keep those legs wide apart,” her tormentor said as she slapped her cunt with the leash end in her left hand. Then she released the pressure and let the sobbing woman return to her seat. The boys groaned, figuring that the show was over. She was buckled in and the leash end returned to Rebecca’s mouth.

       “Bye, Boys. Maybe another day we can visit longer,” Maria called out of her open window as they sped off.

       They headed north, leaving the boys looking after them. “I have learned my leffon, Miftreff,” Rebecca said hopefully. “Can we please go home now?”

       “We have one more stop to make, my dear,” was the syrupy reply.

       The drive through the city seemed to take forever and Rebecca never stopped praying to whatever gods there be that no one she knew would see her. Stoplights seemed to be the worst, although Maria slowed way down for a right turn and drew the attention of the astonished crowd waiting to cross.

       Finally they pulled up at a park and Maria got out with her purse and the bag she had acquired at the adult novelty store. Opening the passenger door, she took the wet leash from a grateful mouth and helped her reluctant charge out of the car.

       “Damn, you fucking slut,” Maria almost shouted pointing to the seat. It was covered with slime, to Rebecca’s shame. Rebecca’s head was pushed toward it, and, after shaking her head at her own weakness, she stuck out her tongue getting the edges of the mess first before licking up the center portion. Tasting herself no longer made her sick she was surprised to find. Matter of fact, she felt her clit jump. Rebecca looked around as she was led on to the grass, and was relieved to find no one else in sight.

       “Down,” was the stern command and the executive felt first one knee, then the other sink into the grass. “Today I am going to go for a little walk with my doggie. My doggie will not speak until I give her permission to do so. If she wishes to say something, she may bark once for ‘yes, Mistress’ and twice for ‘no, Mistress’. Is that clear, my Bitch?”

       The stunned dog finally got out a strangled yip.

       “Good. Now every dog has a tail. Do you have one?”

       Two slightly stronger yips was the reply.

       “That is right. It is a problem we will have to fix.” Maria pulled a short leather whip out of her bag. It contained a leather bound handle with a dozen or 15 leather strips on it. “You can beg to lubricate the handle with your mouth or I can put it in your ass neat.”

       ‘O God’, thought Rebecca. “Aarf,” she said and stuck out her tongue.

       “Good bitch.”

       The handle was lowered and Rebecca tried to lick and drip saliva all over every inch of the handle. The taste and smell of leather filled her senses. It was big and not as smooth as the butt plug she had worn.

       “OK, get your face in the grass,” she was given a kick. Rebecca fell sideways and then struggled to her knees again, the ever-present clothespins digging into her nipples. “Knees as far apart as they will go. Farther, you bitch,” she swung the whip in her hand at the proffered ass and noticed a satisfying ‘schlick’ as it hit. Rebecca wobbled back and forth until her knees were opened a little more, hoping it would satisfy the budding dominatrix. Maria pulled an ass cheek apart as far as it would go with one hand while pushing against her asshole with the whip handle. “Relax, bitch.” She shoved harder and the anal sphincter opened for the intruder. Her time with Stephan came flooding back as she let out a howl. “Damn, but it hurt her ass. Maria pushed the whip handle in and out until with a last push, the entire handle disappeared to the tune of a high pitched-scream, leaving only the leather strips hanging out for a tail and her boss’s hands clenching and unclenching in the rope cuffs above it.

       She took off the cuffs and placed them in the bag. The long leash was pulled forward until it pulled tight against the padlocks and the middle placed between the teeth of the doggie. “Now we go for a walk.”

       Rebecca rubbed her wrists and her maid gave the leash a jerk. She bit down so it would pull at her mouth rather than at her pussy. The going was awkward on hands and knees and she struggled to keep up. Ahead a couple was walking toward them. Rebecca lowered her head hoping her hair would cover her face.

       “Look at that,” the man whispered loudly to his partner.

       “I can’t believe people actually do things like that, and in public,” was the reply.

       “Would you like to pet my doggie?” Maria asked them as they passed.

       “Well…I….”

       “NO,” his companion retorted, stomping off, fingernails from both of her hands digging into his arm. She whispered furiously in his ear, but he turned frequently to watch the tail swaying back and forth between a sweet pair of ass cheeks as the doggie was led on.

       Rebecca could feel the tears coming again, and fought them back. She felt a trickle of urine escape and tightened her muscles. A mother and a couple of kids could be seen ahead, and Maria led her quickly into the bushes at the side where they waited for them to pass. Moving on, they came to a park bench. As her charge knelt on the ground, Maria stooped and put a rope cuff on one wrist, pulled it around her back, pulled back the other one and slid it on. Now she was completely helpless again. Maria took the leash from her doggie’s mouth and threaded the leash down through the legs of her dog, to the side of ‘its’ tail, and up her back to the side of her head. Then she sat down and pulled on the leash. Rebecca came forward, hobbling on her knees.

       “You know what I want. And it had better be the best cunt-sucking you have ever done in your life,” Maria growled lifting her skirt to reveal her dark-haired pussy, sans panties. Rebecca tried to balance on her knees as she leaned forward. She was not about to give the slightest reason for further punishment. As her tongue touched her clit, Maria pulled on the leash, the pain as the padlocks were pulled causing Rebecca to mash her mouth on the offered slit. “Ah, that’s better,” she said as the wet tongue hit just the right spot. She could get use to having a bitch around to relieve the tension, she thought dropping the skirt on the black hair in front of her. She got into the rhythm she wanted by alternately pulling and relaxing the leash, and she slid forward on the seat, kicked off her shoes, and put her feet up on the naked back to afford better access.

       Soon they heard voices approaching. Rebecca moved to pull back, but her dominatrix pulled hard on the leash causing her to gasp in pain. She went back to her task listening as much as she could with the skirt over her head. They were probably seniors in high school, walking hand-in-hand. They stopped in astonishment as soon as they saw the bench. Maria laughed as they stood shocked and unmoving.

       “Come on over and see my bitch work.”

       He started forward, dragging his girlfriend behind him.

       “Has he ever done that to do?” she asked the young girl, who stared wide-eyed.

       After a pause for the question to register, the answer was just a shake of the head.

       “Can we touch her?” he asked.

       “Of course,” Maria pulled her thoughts away from the tongue-lashing she was receiving. “She was hoping you would.”

       “Look there are clothespins on her…on her, you know,” the boy told his girlfriend, “and they have things through them. She must be a real whore.”

       Maria reached into the bag and pulled out a package. Tearing it open she handed it to the boy. “Here put these weights through the holes on the clothespins. They have been on so long she doesn’t feel them anymore.”

       Rebecca moaned as he moved the right one while putting on the weight. As he lowered it, he let it hang free and watched it sway back and forth as Rebecca responded to rhythm of the leash. He held out the other one and said, “Here Beth, put this one on.” Beth stepped around, pulled the clothespin down to a muffled gasp, and snapped on the weight. Unlike her boyfriend, she just let it fall, and Rebecca let out a shriek, partially muffled by the muff in her mouth.

       “Did I hurt her?” Beth asked fearfully.

       “Of course. But she enjoys it.”

       The boy was running his hand over the curve of the offered ass and reached under the tail. “She has something on her pussy,” he announced. “That’s what the leash is attached to.” Beth went to investigate as Rebecca shook in humiliation wishing that something, anything, would happen to end this torment. They whispered about the locks that closed her cunt. “Does this mean she can’t have sex, or anything?” Beth asked timidly.

       “Is that what it means bitch,” she said giving the leash a yank.

       Rebecca, who had been listening to all this gave an “Arff,” in response.

       “She says, ‘yes’. Two barks by my bitch means ‘no’. “Spread your legs, so they can see what a slut’s cunt looks like!” she commanded sharply.

       “What choice did she have? she asked herself. Her “pet” did as she was told moving first one knee of a shapely leg outward, then the other, both her bladder and ass feeling very full as she moved around the handle of the whip stuck in her ass. She never missed a beat though as she pushed against the hairy twat and tongued the clit before her, trying to get her off and end the humiliation.

       “She is a grown woman but doesn’t have any hair on her cunny,” Beth whispered as they peered underneath. “But she is starting to drip between the edges of her slit. Can she pee like that?” she asked Maria.

       “Yes, but it just leaks about the edges when she is closed up like that.” Directing her gaze downward, she said crossly, “Are you leaking piss when you haven’t been given permission?”

       A muffled “Aarf, aarf,” was the response.

       “She needs to pee very badly, I know. Just run you finger through it and see if it IS piss. If it is, she will wish she had never been born.”

       Beth scrunched up her nose at the prospect, but reached under and touched Rebecca between the padlocks. The droplet of thick ooze came off in a strand. “It’s pussy juice,” she announced in awe as Rebecca felt a wave of shame wash over her.

       “It isn’t surprising,” Maria opined with venom in her voice, “she just loves what I do to her. But, she has been a bad doggie today, so I brought her here to be punished. Would you like to help?”

       They looked at each other and nodded.

       The new dominatrix reached into her bag to tricks, and pulled out a paddle. “She has been slacking since you arrived, so this will focus her attention,” she told them, her mouth curved up into a tight smile. Handing it to the girl who was closest, she said, “I think 20 should do it, but if I haven’t cum by then, we’ll go for another 20.”

       Beth passed the leather paddle to her boyfriend saying, “Here Tommy, you do the first 10, then I’ll take over.”

       Rebecca licked faster and pushed her tongue hard into the hairy twat, determined not to get the second 20, and Maria, feeling it, steeled herself to keep from cumming. She grinned, damn it was erotic to have her “boss” in her control. She enjoyed bringing the snooty bitch down to earth.

       As Tommy moved into position to the side of the kneeling woman’s ass, Beth shyly said, “Can I watch her…you know?”

       “Kneel down,” said Maria, lifting the blue skirt to reveal a face partially covered by locks of hair. The mouth moved up and down the opened slit as her mistress pulled and relaxed the tension on the leash.

       “Wow, she is beautiful,” said Beth as she watched the tongue move feverously. “How does it feel?”

       “Much better than when you use your fingers,” she smiled and watched the girl blush.

       “Now?” asked Tommy.

       “Yes. But you’ll have to hit hard, or she won’t even feel it with the clothespins on and all.”

       Rebecca just wanted to get through this moment of hell. She braced herself for it and heard the slap it made on her rump. The pain was bad, but she had survived much worse in the past couple of weeks.

       “Harder, you have to do it harder,” Maria told the boy.

       Beth had reached under and was running her fingers over the right breast. She felt the gold piercing and was running her fingers over the pinched nipple just as Tommy hit the other cheek. A groan came from Rebecca, but whether or not it was from the paddle or the fingers on her nipple, no one, least of Rebecca could tell. “Two.”

       “Nah. The first couple are for practice anyway,” Maria said feeling like she wasn’t going to be able to hold back for 20. “Now we start for real.”

       Tommy took aim and hit harder. The slap from the paddle was followed by a moan from its recipient and him announcing “One”. Beth ran her hands over the breasts pulled down by the weights and began squeezing them in turn, starting from the base and working her way to the nipples. “God they hurt,” thought Rebecca shaking in pain as the girl pushed on bruises from her previous punishment.

       “Two,” Tommy reported as the second one it home. He could see a little tinge of pink building where he had hit.

       Slap. “Three.” Beth had both hands on the tit nearest her and was milking the sore appendage for all she was worth.

       Slap. “Four.” A little brighter pink, he noted.

       Slap! “Five.” Rebecca let out a shriek as Beth clamped down on the breast she was kneading, but kept licking as fast as she could. She wasn’t going to give them the satisfaction of seeing her cry.

       Slap! “Six.” SLAP. “Seven.” Beth moved to the other side where she could get a better purchase on the left tit.

       SLAP! “Eight.” Beth was squeezing this one, watching for a reaction.

       SLAP! “Nine.” She squeezed harder. A squeal escaped from the mouth plastered on the quivering cunt.

       SLAP!! “Ten,” was his final stroke. He examined the ass, which had turned a lovely shade of red at his ministrations, and Maria bit her lip to keep from cumming.

       Beth and Tom switched places. He watched in awe as the tiring tongue flicked among the mass of moistened cunt hair, now visible with the skirt pulled up to Maria’s waist. Guys joked about using their mouth “down there” but he had never seriously thought about doing it. Beth looked at the red her boyfriend had produced in the ass cheeks cheeks, took aim, and let loose with the paddle.

       CRACK!! It was much louder than any of Tommy’s. Rebecca’s eyes were as round as saucers as a scream left her throat around the pussy filling her mouth. CRACK!! A second one immediately followed, harder still on the other side while Rebecca was still screaming from the first one.

       “Those were my warm-up ones,” she announced to no one in particular with a smile. Beth reached down and flicked the two padlocks back and forth that were not attached to the leash. A drop of cunt juice dripped onto the back of her hand.

       “Eeuuu,” she said pulling it out and showing it to Maria.

       “Nasty slut,” she huffed on the verge of an orgasm. She pulled back the head between her thighs by the hair and thrust Beth’s hand forward. “Lick it off,” she commanded. Her head lowered in shame, Rebecca did as she was ordered, tasting herself on the young girl’s hand. Why couldn’t she stop the feelings of nasty eroticism that made her want to cum so badly she would do almost anything for it? This was sick. She shouldn’t be turned on from it.

       Then the head was pulled back into the waiting cunt. She could feel the engorged lips against her as she sucked the big clit into her mouth and began to hum.

       SPLACK!! Rebecca’s face was driven further into the cunt she was worshiping by the force of the paddle. “Aioomp,” came involuntarily from Rebecca. “One,” Beth announced.

       SPLACK!! “Aieee,” was heard around the clit. “Two.”

       “Oh don’t be such a big baby,” Maria said looking down in disgust. “She is only a girl.”

       SPLACK!! SPLACK!! Rebecca’s eyes bulged. Gurgling noises came from her throat, but she didn’t let the clit slip from her mouth. She HAD to bring off Maria, and do it soon! She just couldn’t do another 20 of these. “Three… Four.” Beth ran her fingers over the beat red ass, rubbing the leash that was pulling the human vibrator forward into a cunt beginning to spasm.

       SPLACK!!!! SPLACK!!!! SPLACK!!!! SPLACK!!!! A high-pitched scream came from Rebecca’s nose as the four were landed in quick succession. “Five, six, seven, eight.” Wait, slow down, Rebecca thought, I HAVE to get her off. She chewed the clit, sucking on it and lashing it with her tongue as fast as she could.

       “Now, hit her now. Hard,” Maria ordered breathlessly. She grabbed fistfuls of the black tresses and pulled Rebecca’s head tight against herself. She arched her back and started to cum.

       SPLACK!!!!!! SPLACK!!!!!! Rebecca’s wail was drowned out by that of Maria cumming on her mouth. “Again, hit her again,” she commanded in a hoarse voice pulling even harder on hair Rebecca thought was going to be pulled out of her head. The strong thighs squeezed her and she felt lightheaded.

       SPLACK!!!!!! SPLACK!!!!!! The paddle landed twice more, the hardest ones yet. “Nine and ten,” said Beth watching intently the maid’s contortion in the throes of orgasm.

       Maria slowly relaxed her hold on Rebecca’s hair and pulled her head back. Then after several seconds, she pulled her forward for a lick, then back off, then forward again, as she came down from a mid-blowing orgasm.

       Now that the ordeal was over, she noticed that her full bladder was causing her insides to cramp. “Please, Mistress. I have learned my lesson. May we go home now so I can pee?”

       Maria’s eyes narrowed. “That’s no way for a dog to act.” As her doggie hung her head, Maria asked, “Do you want to see how IT pees?”

       “Yea,” they both agreed.

       “Aarf, aarf,” the doggie put in its two cents.

       “That’s two to one,” Maria laughed. “STAY!”

       Maria raised the head of her submissive by the hair, then grabbed the clothespin on the right nipple and lifted it viscously. Rebecca gave an “aawk” at the pain it caused, and struggled without the use of her hands to get to her feet.

       “Look!” Beth said in wonder. It’s Mrs. Dunbar! I’ve seen her at school functions. I’m there on a scholarship, so she and her friends who pay FULL tuition look down on my parents and me. Well she isn’t so snooty now. Wait until I tell the others!”

       Rebecca shrieked as panic overtook her. She turned to Maria and yelled, “Now look what you’ve done.” She turned to run, but Maria tripped her and she fell to the ground. She rolled there, hands bound behind her, out of her mind, helplessly shouting profanities. Straddling her chest, her tormentor slapped her hard, first on one cheek, and then on the other, over and over until she collapsed sobbing. When Maria stood up, she curled into a ball, sobbing uncontrollably, unable even to speak.

       “There, there, pet,” said Maria is a voice dripping with sarcasm, as she brushed the hair back from her face. “Help me get the slut over there,” she said pointing to two trees growing close together. They helped carry her over to the trees indicated. Then they stood her up. Maria produced THE glass, and a key. The padlocks were removed one by one and placed in Maria’s purse as her ‘slut’ watched with tear-stained cheeks. Then a hand was removed from the rope cuffs and it was reinserted after being pulled back in front of her. Everyone seemed to have the key to her padlocks, except her.

       “Stop your sniveling now. Pull your cunt lips apart and show these nice kids how you take a piss. Then I’ll let you go.”

       Rebecca shivered. What more could she do to humiliate her? How could she keep this girl quiet about what she had seen? Refusing to pee this way was an option, but she was in pain and she knew she would disgrace herself very soon if she didn’t. She slid her feet outward, one by one, and reached her tied hands downward to pull herself open. The kids knelt at the sides and watched as Maria held the glass a few inches below the hanging pussy lips.

       “Go,” ordered Maria after a few seconds had passed. Rebecca in her agony couldn’t worry about the audience. She let herself relax and pushed to get the urine stream going. Just as the first few drops hit the bottom of the glass, Maria yelled, “STOP”. The kids watched as Rebecca worked to stop the flow, still holding herself open for them to see. Her tormentor started and stopped her, adding to her embarrassment and keeping her on edge. When she was finally finished, the glass was full to the brim. Maria took it and threw the contents in a bush nearby.

       Returning, she said, “Lay down.” Rebecca complied. One cuff was taken off and her arms were stretched over her head around the smaller of the two tree trunks standing close to one another. The other hand was placed into the cuff and tightened around the tree. She was turned and moved so her crotch was almost against the trunk of the other, larger tree. Her left leg was lifted and placed on the other side of the tree. The outside of her legs almost touched the ground as her ankles were pulled in, around the tree. The other set of rope cuffs were then attached. Maria took out a small blue bottle she had been given by the man in the adult store. She pulled back the clit hood and placed two drops of peppermint oil on her clit. Then she put a couple of drops on her fingers and rubbed them on her puckered asshole surrounding her “tail”.

       Nothing happened for a minute. Maria bent down and blew onto the clit. Rebecca’s eyes popped open. “Nooo,” she said. “NOOO,” louder. She squirmed, testing the bonds that held her. “Make it stop,” she said as the heat built. “Please, Mistress, please!”

       “You will beg to eat Beth’s cunt.”

       “No, I couldn’t, she is only a girl, please Mistress!!” she said raising her voice.

       “I am 18,” said Beth in a huff.

       “You’re getting loud. That’s going to bring more visitors to witness your humiliation. Is that what you want?”

       Rebecca’s silence made her continue, “Anyone that comes our way will have to cum in your mouth before they leave. Tom, tickle her feet.”

       “What? Noooo, please not that!” She pulled at her bonds as Tom knelt on the other side of the tree and ran his fingers up both wiggling, but trapped, feet. She could move her feet slightly back and forth, but that wasn’t really a deterrent to his talented fingers.

       “Nooo, oooo, pleeease, ahahah. I’m sooo ticklish there. Stop! Ahahahah.”

       Seeing the effect, Beth ran her fingernails down the helpless woman’s armpits, over the swell of her breasts, and down her sides until she could run her fingernails lightly between the creases where her legs met her body. The weights hung down on either side of her body and pulled the clothespins to the side. They had only hurt for a little while, and then become numb. Now they started to throb. Rebecca twisted, trying to get away from the tickling sensations that came from different parts of her body, and felt the tree bark dig into her open thighs as she tried to move her feet away from the torment. Maria added her touch on the inner thighs, leaving the bound woman laughing and jerking at the sensations.

       This continued for five minutes, when Maria called a halt. The panting woman had sweat pouring off her body. Her clit was on fire as the peppermint was at its peak, though it would last for another 20 minutes or so.

       “Are you ready to suck Beth off, now, my little fuck slut?” She was amazed at her own audacity. She had never spoken to anyone as she did with her “boss”.

       When Rebecca didn’t answer immediately, she pulled out the bottle and told Tom to continue.

       “No, please. I’ll do it. No more. I can’t take any more.”

       “Not much change of heart. ‘I’ll do it’,” Maria mocked. They laughed at her imitation.

       “I WANT to suck her cunt. I really do. I’ll tongue her good. I’ll make her first time memorable.”

       “It still isn’t good enough,” Maria said pulling back the clit hood and applying another drop or peppermint oil as her helpless victim squirmed on the ground. “I think she is just trying to get out of the tickling. I don’t think she wants to tongue you at all.”

       “I DO, I DO! I want to suck her clit into my mouth and tongue her to an awesome orgasm. I want to fuck her pussy with my tongue.”

       “Maybe you are serious. We’ll see,” Maria responded.

       Beth looked around in embarrassment to make sure no other passersby were in their area. Then she pushed modesty aside and pulled off her shorts, revealing a huge wet spot in her knickers. Her cunt was sparsely covered with fine blond hair. She knelt, straddling Rebecca’s head, offering her cunt its first taste of tongue.

       “Oooh, aaah,” Beth put her hands on the tree in front of her as her “slut” went to work. Her eyes narrowed. “She isn’t working hard enough, though.”

       Tom renewed his attack on her feet, but stroked them only a couple of times with a 15 or 20 second gap in between, partially distracting the bound woman. Maria took up her whip. “Not performing satisfactorily, you cunt-eating bitch?” She brought it down on the open cunt flesh in front of her. She mainly hit the tree at the beginning, but her accuracy soon improved along with the strength of her blows.

       Rebecca was in a daze. She had been recognized and was shamed like never before. Her life was ruined. That was overshadowed by the fingers on her ticklish feet, the taste and smell of the cunt forced into her mouth, and now the sharp pain from the blows of the whip. Maria pulled back the clit hood and let another drop fall onto her clit. It would accentuate the blows from the whip.

       Rebecca was going into overload. The oil began to really smart now. A constant growl came from around the blond pussy curls.

       “She is beginning to do better now,” said Beth bouncing up and down on the reluctant mouth. “Keep it up.”

       Tom moved behind his girlfriend and slid his hands up inside the front of her shirt. Finding braless nipples begging for attention, he rubbed and pinched them.

       It was sensory overload and she felt herself erupt. “OOOOH, AAAAH, I’m cuuummmming.”

       She grabbed the small tree with both hands, grinding her cunt hard onto Rebecca’s mouth. Her head was thrown back, mouth open, eyes squeezed tightly shut. “Pinch them. Pinch them hard!” she demanded of Tommy. The tendons in her thighs were taut, her back arching into the hands that squeezed her aching tits. She tried to keep her voice down, hoping no one would hear them and investigate. But the thought that someone just might do that made her cum all the harder. Damn, but a tongue on her clit was good! She shook through one orgasm and into another before pulling away, her legs still quivering, and looked down at the juice-covered face beneath her. And Rebecca’s head and neck were reddened by the activity.

       As Beth’s orgasm subsided, Rebecca felt herself relax, realizing how close she had come to cumming. She shook her head. She couldn’t put it down to being without sex for a while since Kyle had taken her just last night. It wasn’t possible that she could get off on being subjugated by someone else, was it?

       “You’ll get another turn later,” Maria told the girl who turned and lay on the ground catching her breath. “Now we’ll let Tom have a turn at her mouth.”

       “Do her good, Tommy. Drive it all the way in. Make her choke on it for the way she has treated us.”

       Tom took off his pants. His cock was already hard and evidence that it had been dripping was in his underpants. He knelt. Rebecca raised her head to take him deeper. She was on familiar ground now, and had found she both liked to suck cock, and was good at it.

       Maria raised the whip and it cracked against already sensitized flesh between her legs. “Mpff,” was the response from around the cock. Rebecca was so close to cumming. Another few times with the whip and she would cum. But as she felt his precum on her tongue she remembered that it was forbidden without permission. For a fleeting second, she toyed with the idea that she could cum without them knowing about it. But she knew that wouldn’t happen. And she knew that Kyle would be very disappointed in her and would treat such an indiscretion most severely. She sucked harder on Tommy and held her head up as he pushed in and out.

       SCHLACK, went the whip. SCHLACK! SCHLACK! Then he was cumming in her mouth. He had been storing it for the last hour and it was all she could do at that angle to choke it all down. She cleaned off his cock when he had finished, and turned to the maid who controlled her.

       “Please, Mistress,” she hated herself for asking. “Please may I cum?” she was squeezing her eyes shut as though the thought of asking was more than she could bear.

       “OK, she said smugly, “Go ahead.”

       Rebecca waited a minute for something to happen to her, but Maria and the kids just looked on with interest. “Bu…bu…but I can’t,” she said after trying to squeeze and relax her cunt muscles for a minute to make it happen. “I need help.”

       “I may let you cum on my little whip….” Maria couldn’t believe she was actually saying the words.

       Rebecca was desperate. Maria knelt down and ran a finger over the clit a couple of times. Rebecca moaned, her hips rose against the finger, but she knew she wouldn’t be allowed to cum this way. It was such pleasurable agony.

       “As you wish, Mistress.”

       “It’s not what I wish. What do you wish, slut?”

       Rebecca knew she had to say the words. She tried to mouth them without success. Finally desperation made her say, “Please whip my cunt, Mistress.”

       “Do you want me to make it hurt?”

       “Yes, Mistress. Whip it hard. Make it hurt, please Mistress.” She couldn’t believe the words that came from her mouth. This wasn’t her—it must be someone else.

       Maria nodded and turned to Beth. “You deserve another go at her mouth. She can have her orgasm when she feels you cum in her mouth, but not a second before.”

       Beth got back in the saddle and Maria struck the cunt with her whip, harder now than before. Rebecca was close, so close--she worked feverously at the clit in her mouth. She couldn’t let herself cum before this girl did. Her heels dug into the ground and she raised her cunt, almost as an offering to the whip. The pain began to recede, replaced with, she didn’t know what. She was floating; all of her attention was focused on the quim that was beginning to spasm in her mouth. The whip came down faster now, on flesh burning red. Beth reached back and grabbed both clothespins on tender nipples and squeezed hard, pulling them up and away from her body.

       Rebecca’s scream drove her over the edge and her scream mingled with that coming from the mouth working on her cunt. It also set off Rebecca’s orgasm, as she left the plateau where she had been floating, her body shaking with the intensity of an unbelievable orgasm. In a distance she could hear someone yelling, as her cunt, opened wide, ass off the ground, accepted the sting of the whip on her overheated clit. She stopped yelling, her eyes bulging, she held her breath through the first one. Then her body shaking, she gasped through a second. Beth got off and Maria stopped whipping the reddened cunt, but the orgasms kept cumming.

       “Make it stop,” Rebecca pleaded as they removed the clothespins from her nipples and she shook through yet another orgasm. Her legs cramped painfully as she arched her cunt into the air. I’ve lost myself. How have I given up so much of my control? This was her last thought as darkness overcame her and her body collapsed on the ground.