JENNY 11
In just moments she was back with the cuffs, but no clothes, "You know the
rules dad, one dozen no matter what I say. How about Rhonda holding my
feet and Laura my hands. OK, I'm ready when you are."
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Bad..
Splat! EEOOWWWW! AS..
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Gramps..
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Worse..
She was screaming and crying long after her dozen. Ross had been a 'quick study'.
"My turn now." That was all Rhonda said as she stripped.
Ross and Laura helped Helen-Ann out of the cuffs and laid her on the
couch. Ross said, "You can hold your mom's arms, even if you can't walk
yet. Laura will hold her feet."
In almost no time Rhonda had on the cuffs and was stretched over the end of the sofa.
Splat! EEOOWWWW! How..
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Can..
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Stand..
Splat! EEOOWWWW! This..
If possible, she made more noise than Helen-Ann and bounced around more.
They removed the cuffs and helped her to lay next to the younger girl.
Helen-Ann spoke, "Oh God, dad, that was awful, but wonderful. Thank you.
Thank you. Let Laura undress and put on the cuffs, then help me to the
floor so I will be able to hold her feet. Mom should be able to hold her
hands and stay on the sofa, like I did."
Laura was a bit embarrassed to strip in front of her boss, but the thought
of her spanking was more important than a little reluctance to remove her
clothes, so _Zip_, she was nude. She put on the cuffs and laid over the sofa arm.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEOOWWWW! Oh, oh, oh, my ass.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEOOWWWW! Oh, oh, oh, my ass.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEOOWWWW! Oh, oh, oh, my ass.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEOOWWWW! Oh, oh, oh, my ass.
Laura _DID_ scream more than the other two, but she was otherwise
completely unmoving. Her ass bounced as the strop hit it, but she made no
attempt to move. After about the third lash Helen-Ann let go of Laura's
feet and stood up, holding onto the sofa. Seeing this, Rhonda released her
hands. She screamed and cried, but didn't move a bit. She took her dozen
the same way. She was still muttering "Oh, oh, oh, my ass" for several minutes.
It took nearly an hour for all three girls to recover. Jenny wanted to
thank Laura in a more personal way, so while they were both nude she
embraced Laura and kissed her on the mouth. Laura automatically opened her
mouth and they let their tongues explore each other. Helen-Ann let her
hands stray to Laura's ass and Laura did the same. Finally, they broke
apart. Helen-Ann said, "Laura, let's get together some day in private and
we can use the razor strop on each other. I can't tell you how much I
appreciate all your work in finding it."
Laura smiled, "It was a pleasure looking for the strops, and I have a
confession to make. I found one more that never showed up on my expense
account. I paid for it myself, and I hope to find a boy to use it on me.
I'd love to get together with you later, just the two of us. I know we
can't spank as hard as your dad, but we could experiment and take more
than a dozen, until we get about the same effect."
Helen-Ann chuckled, "The experimentation sounds like fun. Let's get
together soon, but not too soon." She rubbed her ass.
Ross spoke up, "I have a more material reward for you, Laura. On Monday,
show up at Steve Blankenship's office. You will be working with his
secretary, Stella, who is expecting and planning to resign in about two
months time. When she does, you will take over her position. Your salary
will be increased as of the coming week."
Laura squealed and embraced her boss, kissing him on the cheek. "Thank you
sir, and excuse my exuberance, Rhonda. I'm not in the habit of kissing my
boss while I'm in the nude, or otherwise."
Rhonda laughed, "That's perfectly all-right Laura, I understand. As to all
three of us being nude, I recall Helen-Ann saying something about 'being
dressed for the occasion', and we certainly are." She embraced Laura too,
and gave her a kiss that was not exactly sisterly. She let her hands stray
down, like Helen-Ann had. She felt Laura do the same. They broke apart and
Rhonda said, "I'd like to thank you for my most intense spanking ever.
Both you and Helen-Ann got it with the strop from Jenny's granddad, but I didn't."
Ross smiled, "By the way, Laura, I mentioned to Steve that you frequently
have a tender rear, and may use a soft pillow to sit on. He was very sympathetic."
Laura blushed, "Nothing like telling my future boss I'm kinky. Well,
that's OK sir, he won't have to wonder what the pillow is for."
Laura dressed and soon left with hearty 'good-byes'. Helen-Ann spoke, "I
would highly recommend that you two go upstairs and have a good fuck. Yes,
that is about five you owe me and you can collect right now, so I'll be
all ready to take care of myself, since my husband is not here. Let me get the paddle."
While she was gone Ross said, "She almost sounded serious when she said
her husband wasn't here. I haven't even known her to date in about two years."
Rhonda answered, "Just kidding, I guess, or maybe she wants one."
Helen-Ann returned with the paddle and lay over the arm of the sofa.
SPLAT!, SPLAT!, SPLAT!, SPLAT!, SPLAT! scream, scream, scream, scream,
scream. OHHHHH, OHHHHH, OHHHHH, OHHHHH.
"T-t-thank y-you d-dad."
Ross and Rhonda left hand-in-hand for their bedroom to take Helen-Anne's
advice. Rhonda left her clothes in the den. They ran into Betsy on the
way. Rhonda smiled, "Look what he did to my poor ass, Betsy." She turned
and bent over. "That was our new razor strop. Helen-Ann got to feel it first."
Betsy laughed, "Mister Ross, you are improving. I haven't used a razor
strop in years, but I'll be sure to tell Miss Helen how much I'd like to
practice on her behind."
Helen-Ann went to her bedroom to take care of herself. How she wished her
husband really was here!
She took a three quart soapy enema, stuffed her pussy with a big dildo,
put clothespins on her nipples and lay down on the bed with an absorbent
pad under her. She played with her clit and soon had a nice cum. She
played some more, adding pressure to her tits by pinching the clothespins.
The enema was giving her cramps as the soapy solution worked inside her.
She gasped as she had her second cum.
She got up and went in the bathroom and took another soapy enema, adding
to what she was holding. She took all she could stand. Wow, was she ever
full! She went back to the bed and pinched both clothespins very firmly.
She screamed. She played with her dildo, pulling it out and slamming it
in. She could feel a cum in the making. She moaned, let a spurt of water
go and had a lovely third cum. She staggered to the toilet and let go. It
took several minutes for the soapy water to be eliminated. Finally, she
took a quick shower and went to bed. Soon she was sleeping.
A couple of weeks later she got a call from Laura, "Hi, Helen-Ann, how's your ass?" Laura laughed.
Helen-Ann smiled and answered, "Cold as a 'Witches Left Tit', as
Shakespeare, or somebody, said. Do you have a cure for that?"
"Any time you are available in the evening. I inherited a little house
from my grandmother and live alone. It is an old house with thick walls,
on about an acre of land. The neighbors have never complained when I've
had play parties, which can produce lots of screams. I doubt we can
disturb anyone by ourselves. Bring your strop and we can compare how it
feels to mine. Bring your dildo, and any other toy you use. If a week
night isn't good, we have Saturday or Sunday. For some reason, I feel like
playing this evening, but you may not."
Helen-Ann came back, "Now that you've got me thinking about it, I do
believe a nice spanking is just what I need tonight. Then a few nice cums
would feel good after that. What's a good time?"
Laura answered, "I usually don't like a spanking on a full tummy. How
about right after I get off work? We can grab a burger later, if we bring
pillows. Is 6 PM OK for you?"
"Sure, that's fine, and I don't care for a spanking on a full tummy
either. Give me directions to your play house." She wrote them down. They
terminated the call. She was anticipating the spanking and girl-girl play.
She put her strop, nipple clips, clothespins, dildo and enema bag in her backpack.
Rhonda was home, so she looked her up, "Mom, Laura and I are going to be
very naughty tonight at her place. I'll be using a pillow tomorrow, I'm
sure of that, and I'll do my best to see that she does too."
Rhonda laughed, "That was a very nice kiss you two shared, as well as an
intimate embrace. I should talk, our tongues were dueling too, and I liked
the way we felt when our hands were straying lower. I guess both you and I
are a little bi-sexual. I love your dad, but I might just give Laura a
call some day myself. Ask her how she feels about having a spanking good
time with an old lady of twenty eight."
"Will do, mom. Is dad spanking you enough?"
Rhonda smiled. She never thought she would like to be spanked, but
everything had changed in the last few months. She shook her head, "Not
really. I guess he isn't used to spanking me and I'm not used to asking. I
am embarrassed to just say 'please spank me, honey', so lots of nights I'd
like him to, but he doesn't."
"Mom, all you have to do is pick up the play toy you want him to use and
hand it to him. You can make a big deal out of it and get down on your
knees and hold it out towards him. He'd probably like that. I bet you
could get some action by just rubbing your ass and saying 'honey, can you
warm this for me'. If you are embarrassed to vocalize your request, just
handing the spanking instrument to him should be enough. Hey, I'm outa
here. See you later with a sore ass. Maybe you'll have one too."
Helen-Ann arrived at Laura's place about 6:15 and pushed the bell. Laura
answered it almost immediately, already in the nude. She said, "Put your
clothes on a chair and I'll give you a warm welcome."
Helen-Ann started to strip, "Sorry I'm late. Mom isn't getting spanked
enough, and we got talking. Then I took the wrong turn." She was nude and
held out her arms, which were quickly filled by Laura. They kissed
passionately and their hands strayed down until both girls were caressing
the other's ass. They broke, and Laura grabbed for a tit. Helen-Ann did
the same. Laura put her mouth on Helen-Ann's breast and nibbled on a tit.
Helen-Ann moaned and let her hand stray to Laura's pussy. They reversed
roles and soon Laura was moaning.
They finally ended up on the floor in the classic '69' position with Laura
on top eating out Helen-Ann, while getting eaten herself. Helen-Ann
spanked Laura, not very effectively, with her hands. They had both been
hot to start with, so first Helen-Ann moaned and had a cum, then Laura.
They lay on the rug recovering. Laura said, "Now that we have that little
foreplay out of the way, shall we spank?"
Helen-Ann smiled, "My ass is still cold."
"OK, kid, let me show you my dungeon. Take your gear along and don't
forget your ass."
Laura led Helen-Ann to a door. Stairs led down to a basement, which really
was fixed up like a kinky play area. She said, "Who goes first?"
Helen-Ann shrugged. "OK, you are the guest, so I'll do you first. I think
we'll use overhead suspension. Put on these wrist and ankle cuffs."
Helen-Ann complied and was soon almost hanging from the ceiling, with her
legs way apart on a spreader bar. "You can move your ass quite a bit, so
we may go to the cross. I like this because I have access to you all
around." She demonstrated by using a riding crop on Helen-Ann's tits. This
resulted in a scream with every lash of the tip. Laura whipped Helen-Ann's
tits about ten times each, then really surprised her by giving her a good
stinger right on her pussy. This resulted in a lengthy scream. Laura
kissed Helen-Ann, "That too much for you honey?"
Helen-Ann was shaking a little, but said, "Try it once more in both places
and I'll tell you. Hit my tits a bit harder. My pussy too."
Laura said, "Good girl. Remember to give me the same or better." She
raised the crop and brought it down briskly, hitting a tit with the tip.
Helen-Ann jumped and screamed. Laura repeated this ten times on both tits.
Helen-Ann made lots of noise but never asked Laura to stop. Laura said,
"Now the pussy again. Are you sure you want it harder?"
Helen-Ann was shaking more but said, "Hit it until I tell you to stop."
Laura brought the end of the crop down on Helen-Ann's pussy, resulting in
a jump and scream. A second time with the same results. A third and forth
produced even more noise. A fifth and Helen-Ann shook her head, but said
nothing. A sixth and she said, "Please make it a total of ten good ones,
but faster and I'll try to keep my pussy pushed towards you." Laura lashed
Helen-Ann four more times as fast and hard as she could. Helen-Ann had
held her body forward, offering her pussy to the whip. The scream was one long one.
Laura laughed, "Aren't we having fun! Time for the razor strop? I'll give
you a good one with mine, then yours." She swung the strop back and hit
Helen-Ann's ass in a very professional manner. Then she did the same with
the other one. "Any difference? The leather feels the same to me and I
oiled them both like Jake taught me."
Helen-Ann shook her head, "They both hurt the same, as far as I can tell.
The usual is a dozen, so I guess I'll try for twenty. You are good with
the strop, but I think dad, Jake and Roycee are worse, er, I mean they
hurt more, especially Roycee."
Laura laughed, "When you get talking about a spanking, it is easy to get
your 'better' and 'worse' mixed up. Usual rules, you get your twenty, or
do you want a 'safeword'?"
"You may have to lift me, but I'll go for the twenty."
"Good girl."
Splat! EEOOWWWW!
Splat! EEOOWWWW!
Splat! EEOOWWWW!
Splat! EEOOWWWW!
Laura gave Helen-Ann her twenty, then helped her to the cot in the corner.
Helen-Ann had screamed and cried like she usually did when getting the
strop. Laura said, "When you can talk, tell me what you think about the
stropping. Your ass looks very red and swollen, but I wasn't really paying
that much attention when your dad did it to you, and I've never seen what
it looks like when Jake gives it to you."
Helen-Ann shook her head, "Whee, that was some spanking. Shit, I don't
know. I think we estimated about right on the ratio, at least. Each lash
seemed to hurt a bit less than the men, or Roycee, but the cumulative pain
is about the same. Suppose we have some coffee and let me get my strength
back before I tackle your ass, tits and pussy. Wow, that pussy whipping was really intense."
Laura laughed, "It should have been, I don't think I can ever recall
anyone taking ten. Then those last four were _really_ something. You were
sticking your pussy out like you were asking the whip to hit it. Do you
think you can make the stairs with some help? We'll talk and have coffee
in the kitchen, if you can make it."
Helen-Ann got off the cot carefully and was able to walk, if somewhat
unsteadily. With help from Laura, she made the stairs OK and then the
kitchen. Laura said, "Take the one with the soft pillow. Is instant OK?"
Helen-Ann said, "Fine with me. Oh, mom apparently was impressed with your
kiss the other day and was wondering if you play with 'older' women. Shit,
she is only twenty eight, but she had sort-of a sheltered upbringing. She
was a virgin until she met dad, and apparently she has never tried any
girl-girl sex. I don't know what she would say about tit and pussy
whipping, but she already told me dad doesn't spank her enough."
Laura smiled, "She sure kissed like she wanted more. Well, so did you, but
we had a little too much of an audience. Hey, ask her to call me so we can
talk. Maybe she would like you to be with her. We could have a threesome,
which can be really hot. On the other hand, she might feel better about it
if it was just the two of us. Maybe she rather not have you see my tongue
licking her clit. Some people are very private about their sexual
activity, and some not. I was real embarrassed the first time I was
whipped at a party. I didn't care if they saw the whipping, but taking my
clothes off bothered me."
Helen-Ann smiled, "I'm a genuine card carrying nudist and a member of the
American Sunbathing Association. I started going to the river and skinny
dipping when I was ten or so. A friend talked me into it the first time,
and when I got my clothes off I realized there were a couple dozen of both
sexes in the same state of undress. Then I just enjoyed swimming in the
buff. Later my friend invited me on weekend trips to Lawrence Lodge,
further down the river. Sometimes I'd be in the buff for four days, like a
long weekend, for example. I remember when I was about sixteen spending a
whole week nude. Her family took a vacation and dad let me go with them. I
only told him recently that it was a nudist resort. I challenged dad and
mom to visit for a weekend. I'm a member on my own since I was eighteen,
so I can invite them as my guests. You too, if you want to experience nude
living for a few hours or a whole weekend."
Laura said, "Hey, that would be neat. Yeah, let's see if we can't spend a
weekend there soon. I don't think I would be embarrassed being nude if
everybody was nude too. Hey, have Rhonda call. I am small and probably
look younger than I am, but I'm almost twenty three. I'd love to initiate
her into girl-girl sex. Oh, I like boys too, particularly if they like to
butt-fuck me. That really turns me on."
Helen-Ann smiled, "If you like butt-fucking I would think you might like
enemas, as I do. Hey, I feel better. Let's see if I can wreck you and we
can both try my bag, which I just _happen_ to have brought with me."
Helen-Ann soon had Laura suspended. The first thing she did to Laura was
give her tits ten each, which resulted in a good deal of screaming. Then
she took a cane that was hanging on the wall and gave her pussy a good
one. This resulted in a window rattling scream. "Poor little pussy has
been neglected. Do you want more, little pussy?"
Laura was shaking, "OK, kid, put a gag in my mouth and give my pussy ten
more just like that."
Helen-Ann happily obliged. There was some noise around the gag, but
nothing like the first time. Laura fainted after number eight, but she got
ten anyway. Helen-Ann had noticed some ampoules of 'smelling-salts' on a
shelf, so she took out the gag and broke one under Laura's nose. Soon the
older girl was coughing and crying. "Sorry, honey, but you fainted on me.
I think I may have cheated a bit. I think that cane is worse than the
crop. Remind me, and you can give me one on the pussy with it before I
leave. You OK now? Enough for tonight?"
Laura shook her head, "I'm more-or-less OK except for a broken pussy. Do
my tits and on to the strop."
Helen-Ann enjoyed whipping each tit ten times and using the razor strop
twenty times. Laura had made a great deal of noise, especially over the
strop. She helped Laura to the cot. "Talk when you feel like it honey. In
the meantime I'll get something from my gear and be right back."
What she got was her big enema bag. She filled it at the sink in the
kitchen, adding three squirts of liquid 'Ivory' soap. She returned to the
basement with the bag, which was overflowing with suds. She found a hook
on the wall about the right height and hung up the bag. "Are you with us again, Laura?"
Laura didn't move but said, "Add a busted ass to the pussy. I guess I have
to agree with you. Each lash wasn't as bad as from your dad, but it was a
damn good spanking."
Helen-Ann took her tube of K-Y and put some on Laura's asshole. She then
put her finger inside. "Like that, honey?" she moved her finger in and
out. Laura moaned and moved her ass around. Helen-Ann then greased up her
nozzle and had it in Laura without her knowing it wasn't her
finger. A few squeezes of the bulb and it was inflated inside Laura, who
moaned her approval. Helen-Ann got the cane, just in case, and turned on the water.
Laura moaned a bit more, then realized something strange was happening
inside her, "What the fuck are you up to back there?"
Helen-Ann said, "If you like butt-fucking so much, you are going to just
_love_ this nice big bag of hot soapy water." Laura tried to move, so
Helen-Ann gave her a good stinger on her already sore ass with the cane.
"You get every drop, sweetheart, or momma spanks you." Laura tried to put
a hand back there, so Helen-Ann gave her a real screamer with the cane.
"Naughty little girl needs to have her ass cleaned out." She put her hand
on Laura's pussy and started to massage her. Soon Laura was moaning from
the cramping of the enema and moaning from the heat in her pussy.
Laura got fuller and fuller, but hotter and hotter. Helen-Ann slipped
nipple clips on Laura, resulting in two 'ouches'. The bag ran out and
Laura was getting hotter and hotter. Laura shrieked, "Spank me, whip me,
cane me. I want to have a cum right now."
Helen-Ann gave Laura a good stinger, while trying to continue the massage.
Laura shrieked, "Harder, harder." So Helen-Ann gave her a series of
stingers, keeping up the massage. She felt Laura's pussy contract, so she
removed her hand and gave Laura a real solid screamer with the cane,
something she couldn't do and massage Laura as well. Laura screamed, had a
lovely cum, squirted some water around the balloon in her ass, said
softly, "OH YES, YES." She then fainted.
Helen-Ann lowered the bag below the cot and let as much of the enema flow
out as she could. She was able to get about half out of Laura when she
woke up. She shook her head, "Never have I had such a good cum. Are you
letting all that lovely soapy water out dear? Please let me have it back
for awhile." Helen-Ann put the bag back on the hook and the soapy water
flowed back into Laura, who moaned with the cramps but made no attempt to
stop the flow. "Sweetie, would you bring down another quart or so of that
lovely stuff? I'm not full enough."
Helen-Ann found a pitcher of about two quart capacity in the kitchen and
filled it with hot water, adding two squirts of 'Ivory'. She returned to
the basement. Laura was moaning, so Helen-Ann asked, "Do you still want more?"
Laura said, "All I can take, honey." She looked at the soap suds running
over the top of the pitcher. "Pour it all in. I'll tell you if I'm going
to burst." She was starting to look pregnant, but she kept taking more and
more. Finally the bag was empty and she was _very_ full. "Oh, that feels
so good. I guess I don't have any more room in my tummy, and I have to go
poo-poo something awful. Would you please help me to that old potty in the corner?"
Helen-Ann hadn't even noticed the bowl until Laura mentioned it. She had
wondered how she could get Laura to a potty in her expanded state, without
leaving a trail of brown water on the rugs. She took the bag with, her, so
the balloon was still inside Laura, who was not too steady on her feet.
She got Laura on the potty and let the air out of the balloon. The nozzle
shot out of Laura, followed by a gush of brown, soapy water and a large
turd. Much more of the same followed. Finally Laura appeared empty, but
Helen-Ann knew from experience that more usually followed.
Laura was partially recovered, so she returned to the cot under her own
power. Helen-Ann instructed, "Lay on your left side so your colon can
drain, and don't be surprised if you have to go poo-poo once or twice
more. That was a really big enema and it got way up in your colon." She
kissed Laura tenderly on the lips. "I'd love to have an enema just like
that one, right now." She rubbed her tummy.
Laura said, "It isn't that late, and I can give you one if I can rest and
get it all out of me. Take it on your tummy, then I can get to your pussy
and spank you, if you want that to make you cum."
Helen-Ann smiled, "That's a deal sweetie. I've never had anyone handy to
spank me when I was full of an enema. Let me get my dildo and I can
started heating up the old sex box." She brought down the whole pack,
since the bag needed re-packing later anyway. She lubed up the dildo and
stuffed it in her pussy with an "OHHHH, I love you." About that time Laura
streaked for the potty. There was the noise of expelling water, followed
by a big fart, then more water and a smaller fart. "Have you been before,
or was that your first return trip?"
Laura shook her head, "I went potty while you were upstairs, so that is
the second return."
Helen-Ann nodded, "That's probably it then. When you start to pass wind
like that, you are usually very nearly empty. Now let's fill me up." They
took the bag and the pitcher to the kitchen and got them overflowing with
suds. Back in the basement Helen-Ann instructed Laura, "Grease up your
finger and stick it up my chute. Then grease up the tip and it should go
right in. Stop when the collapsed balloon is just inside me. Then give the
bulb three full squeezes, but no more. You can actually break the balloon.
Oh, it feels like you just inflated it. You can turn me on now. Ah, I can
feel my tummy filling up." She played with the dildo. "Hey, where are my
nipple clips? I brought the set that get tighter if you pull on them,
which I plan to do. Ouch, you found them. Ouch, you found the other end
too. Now if I give a good pull, OHHHHH, that hurts so good."
Laura gave her a few lashes with the cane, but no screamers yet. She got
fuller and fuller. With a gurgle, the bag was empty. Laura quickly added
the pitcher. Helen-Ann started to pant. She stroked the dildo in and out.
"Spank me please. Ouch, thanks. OHHHHH, thanks." There was another gurgle,
indicating the bag was empty again. "Hard, HARDER, OHHHHHHHHHHH." She had
a lovely cum and fainted.
