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PUNISHING MY ASSISTANT
By ANGEL FUOCO
A man submits his unruly female assistant to a series of punishments and humiliations.
M/f, MF/f, humil, cons, blackmail, light
FIRST EPISODE: THE SPANKING PUNISMENT
My female assistant at the University had made me loose my temper because of the delay in finishing a work I had given her. I had asked for it several times with no result. The last time I asked for it I warned her that if she didn't handle in the work for a certain date I would punish her severely.
By the way let me say a couple of things about her: she is single, aged 35, not an ounce of fat on her hockey player body. I had phantasyzed more than once with her muscular buttocks and legs.
Apparently she didn't took my words seriously (she seldom took anyone word's seriously) because when the day arrived, not only hadn't she finished the work, but came up with a silly excuse. So I said she would have to receive her punishment.
That night our working schedule extended almost to midnight, and at that time there were few people left in the premises. I conducted her to one of the more distant workshops; she wasn't sure what to expect or how to behave. She followed me reluctantly.
Once there I began to lecture her about her lack of application, how this episode was not the first, and finally I told her that the punisment I had chosen was to spank her in her bare ass.
She looked at me incredulously with eyes wide open.
- I sure am. And you know you have to take your medicine because you do know you have misbehaved. so you'll better do everything I say to the last letter and it will be all easier for you. Or perhaps you prefer me to deal with this matter officially?
She knew she was beaten, and I didn't give her more time to think. My first order was: go to that chair, remove all the clothes that cover your ass and leave them neatly folded on the chair. As a gallant gesture I turned off almost all the lights in the room so her nakedness would not be too crudely exposed. Nonetheless, considering what we were about to do, the dimly lit room created quite an erotic atmosphere.
Meanwhile, with her back to me she had begun to undress. She had removed her boots********************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************rearms.
I decided to further humiliate her to keep her subdued.
She obeyed and I could hear her say in a low husky voice: You bastard!
I reveled in the georgeous sight of her muscular buttocks, thigs and calves, while I gave a few strokes to my raging hard on.
Finally I said: OK now, turn round and come here. I had chosen the position of the chair where she had left her clothes on purpose, because it was several yards away from the table which I intended to use to administer the punishment. While she was coming I enjoyed the sight of her lower body covered only by her white gym socks.
She blushed as she saw my gaze fixed on her lower body, and noticed my perfectly visible hard on.
The table which I had chosen had V shaped legs, so I ordered her to place her feet outside the V, so her own legs were nicely parted and could not bend.
I made her raise her arms over her head, took her shoulders and lowered her body over the table, made her outstretch her arms and hold the sides of the table.
In the process I rubbed my cock against her buttocks. She flinched but said nothing.
I gave a couple of steps back and admired the exciting view of her nice legs joining in the bush of hair which covered her cunt and extended towards her anus.The twin expansion of her buttocks crowned that sex hymn. I rubbed myself further and had to make a strong will effort so that events would not take another course.
I told her not to move whatever happened, otherwise her punishment would be extended.I put a wooden block below her chin so that her face had to be upright and facing to the front. Then I arranged her hair, which she wore long, in a ponytail, to keep it out of the way, and caressed briefly her cheeks.
I decided to begin with something light. I had seen a feather duster in a cloack room and it gave me the idea to tickle torture her before administering the spanking.
I took the duster and told her:
Then I passed the duster lightly over her buttocks and upper thighs. It was as if she had received an electric shock and she gave a loud yelp:
And she began wriggling her buttocks.
I tapped her buttocks with the handle of duster saying sternly:
Then I placed it between her thighs so that the outer feathers of the base of the duster's cone touched lightly her inner thighs and vulva and began rotating it slowly. She began to to giggle and laugh uncontrolably.
I continued the tickling rotating and moving back and forth the duster.
After a while I changed the position. With one hand I took one of her ass cheeks and opend it exposing her anus and began to rotate the duster along the line of her buttocks and vulva.
She was choking now and renewed her desperate pleas.
I left the duster aside and felt her labia pulling aside the pubic hair which covered them, noticing she was wet.
- Ahh... Please don't humiliate me further. Spank me and let's get this over. She pleaded in a humble voice.
I readjusted the position of her arms, rubbing again my bursting cock against her. I put my handkerchief in her mouth and ordered her:
Immediately I gave her ten fast blows in each cheek. She moaned sharply and took several deep breaths by her nostrils and raised her head. I stopped to let the pain sink slowly. When she relaxed a little I began to deliver hard blows over her buttocks and thighs, both inner and outer, allowing enough time between them for her to feel completely the pain of each one.
Ocasionally I hit the zone of her vulva. At this point she was sobbing and her body was twisting out of control, but never did she let go her hand off the table. After giving her some fifty blows I got tired and stopped, telling her not to move.
I searched briefly and found a long wooden ruler which I selected for the grand finale. I stood facing her, giving light taps with the ruler on my left hand. When she grasped the meaning of my gesture she began to shake her head violently, without letting go the handkerchief of her mouth. I saw she was now completely submissive and loved her for that. Her forehead was covered with perspiration.
I gave her a long final lecture about her misdeeds, positioned myself comveniently and delivered ten vicious blows which covered the space from buttocks to midthighs, leaving red welts over her already tortured flesh.
When I finished she layed limp over the table, shuddering lightly from time to time, sobbing softly. I noticed her sex was soaked and I couldnt stop myself to take advantage of her utter helplesness. I began to caress her clit with my thumb and presently she had several chained orgasms. She moaned loudly, still without letting the gag go.
I massaged gently her buttocks and thighs until I felt she relaxed. I raised her, turned her to face me, removed the handkerchief from her mouth, and praised her for her bravery. I kissed her tears and her damp forehead.
She then thanked me:
I told her that next time she angered me I would tie her naked to a table and tickle her to death. From the glow in her eyes I knew there would be a next time.
My wife was nicely surprised by the passionate way I made love to her that night.
SECOND EPISODE: THE TICKLE PUNISMENT
The next episode happened four months later, more or less for the same reason that the first one.
This time I had made plans in advance and took her to my country house, one weekend when my wife was away on business.
When I picked her up with my car, I made her sit with her hands below her buttocks, looking straight ahead and I forbade her to talk. From time to time I would squeeze her legs above the knee, which made her jump and laugh histerically.
When we stopped before a red light, just at the beginning of the country zone, I unzipped her jeans and left her belly semi exposed. Then I used my left hand to explore and tickle her belly, much to her distress.
When we finally reached the house, I took her to the living room, gave her a bag and ordered her to arrange the things inside on a trolley table we used to serve drinks. The contents of the bag were an assortment of brushes, some electrically powered, feathers and padded handcuffs. As she was taking the things out of the bag, she gasped in amazement. I didnt gave her much time to think.
I sat on a couch with a can of beer in my hand to watch the entertainment. I looked some moments at her nice, slim figure, while she stood with her shirt reaching just below her sex, the muscular legs I loved so much, fully exposed. I met her gaze and she began to blush. I felt a stirring in my loins.
Now I had her in bra and panties. She used cotton underwear, like a schoolgirl, but it suited her youthful figure well. Her long hair, which had fallen forward when she removed her jeans, was covering her small breasts. I eyed her up and down for a while. She blushed a darker shade of red.
Her face was hot red as she removed the last two garments. After she arranged them on the chair she stood facing me, uselessly covering her sex with her hands. She looked straight ahead.
I leisurely finished my beer while I rejoiced in the sight of her partially nude body, as her hair still covered her breasts and her sex was hidden by her hands.
I stood and walked around her and touched her ass cheeks very lightly. She shuddered. Standing in front of her, I tickled her breasts and nipples with her own hair, until they hardened. Then I uncovered her breasts, placing her hair on the back, tying it in a bunch, so that it didn't interfere with my manipulations.
Some tears filled her eyes but she didn’t utter a word.
With the tips of my fingers, I began to caress her body from the back, from neck to lower thigs, and from the front, from the arms to the inner thighs, triyng to locate ticklish spots, which were many, judging from her shudders and gasps.
I used a feather on her armpits and she couldnt keep her position, so I began phase two. I made her kneel on a couch with no back. I tied her wrists together and raised her with a rope which I hang form the wooden beams of the ceiling. I tied her knees and ankles to the sides of the couch, parting them almost one yard. This way, her whole body was exposed to my hands and toys.
Then I began to attack her body, going either fast or slow along its whole lenght. Sometimes I concentrated in the soles of her feet, and wherever I passed near her sex I tickled her labia and touched her clit. Meanwhile she laughed histerically, tugging uselessly at her bonds, covering her body with sweat. Twenty minutes must have passed of this relentless torture when I began to concentrate in the zone of her sex, the loins, the inner thighs, the perineum and asscheeks, going always back to her clit, until she was near orgasm without allowing her to cum, until she broke and asked without shame:
Then I began to use my tongue as a tickling tool, beginning from the navel downwards to the sensitive areas near her sex, where I concentrated at last, sucking her clit relentlessly until she had several orgasms among loud shouts.
When she recovered I untied her wrists and presented her my bursting cock. It took her little time to finish me, such was my excitation. She drank all my cum. I hold her in my arms until I recovered, and then said:
Without heeding her words I retied her again stretching her body as much as I could so as to limit her movements to a minimum. Then I prepared two devices which I had designed for the occasion. I had used two variable speed screw drivers and fixed on them a shaft which could make a back and forth movement. One was intended to tease the clitoris and on its tip I had arranged an assortment of feathers, bristles of different brushes, ranging from very soft to thick and hard ones. According to the speed of the driver, the brush took different shapes and so could have different effects on the attacked spot. The other was likewise constructed and prepared to be inserted in the anus, with the difference that it had a flexible axe, the bristles were very soft, and I intended to use it at low speeds, so as not to produce injuries. I had programmed a long routine of different speeds and the duration of each for both devices.
I blinfolded Alice so she could not watch my preparations. I fixed the first device near her clit. Then I fixed the other one, covered the brush with KY jelly, introduced it in her anus, and finally fixed the shaft to the driver. At the intrusion, she began to protest and move her body. I switched on the anus device and at the same time began to tickle her. I began with the soles of her feet, over which I tested a variety of instruments, including fingers, feathers, a shaving brush and an electric toothbrush, so as to drive her franctic.
and on and on.
Then I began to tickle relentlessly different parts of her body, switching fast from armpits to thigs, from feet to belly, from ribcage to sex.
When I felt her wet, I switched on the clit device and stopped the tickling for a while.
I resumed the tickling but gently this time, using my tongue on her nipples, belly button, loins and inner thighs.
I kept her orgasming for along time, until she lost her voice and her body went limp. Then I switched off the devices, untied her and took her on my arms to the bathroom. Her body reeked of sweat and sex. I stripped and went into the shower, were I cleaned her thorougly and showered myself.
Then I took her to the bedroom and we both lay in bed. She put her head on my shoulder, and half asleep, she began to caress softly my hard on. When she sensed that I was going to explode, she took me in her mouth and finished her job.
THIRD EPISODE: MY ASSISTANT, MY WIFE AND ME - THE SEX PUNISHMENT.
After the second punishment session with my assistant, I began to develop a scheme: to include my wife Susan in the action. Soon, with an excuse I made my wife met me at the university, and I introduced them. Being both extroverts, they were soon in friendly terms.
I planned another couple of encounters, and eventually I had Susan admitting that Alice had a nice figure – due, she said - to the fact that she played hockey regularly. She even remarked that someone had told her that there were many lesbians among them. On one of those occassions when we were discussing Alice, I began to tell Susan that she was lazy and that I would have to punish her, as I had done before (of course I didn’t told her the whole truth about the other sessions). I told her that I wanted to humiliate her sexually and that I would like her assistance to increase her humiliation. At first she was confused, and would have nothing with it, but she was curious and a bit aroused. I touched the subject several times while we were making love, until I saw that this enhanced her usual state of arousal. Then, almost naturally, we found ourselves discussing what we would be doing to her. The main issue we agreed upon was that we would deny her to reach an orgasm until the end of the session, I was not going to have intercourse with her (I didn’t told her that Alice was a virgin – I was supposed not to know that), but she would have to service us both orally. This last conclusion made Alice specially hot as she confessed she had never been eaten by a woman and wonderd if she would agree to do that.
Some time later she gave me an excuse to punish her. When I broke the news that the nature of the punishment was that she would be the sexual slave of both my wife and me, she was shocked, but I could see that she was also thrilled. She asked me if Susan knew about this and I lied and said it had been her idea. I went further with the lie and told her that Susan admired her body and phantazised with having her naked and be able to do things to her. Alice´s face turned crimsom and she inhaled deeply but said nothing. I would have sworn she became wet. We fixed the date for a saturday afternoon in a fortnight. We had planned this in anticipation with my wife, so that Alice would have time to think and phantazise about her punishment session. Indeed, during that fortnight, she asked me frequently what were the things we intended to do to her and what would we ask her to do to us. I would never answer those questions, remarking only as our slave she would have to obey all our orders to the letter and be ready to bear every humiliation and pain we would like to inflict to her. This also allowed me from time to time, to make some elusive reference to the occasion, such as: it s been a long time since I last saw two naked girls together or if it was true that many hockey players were lesbians. Then I would tell this allusions to my wife, which surely led us to an interesting love making session. We spent a nice fortnight in what sex was concerned.
The appointed day we fetched her near her house, sat her in the back seat and forbade her to talk during the journey. Being so talkative, the order surely annoyed her. During the journey, we set the basic rules for the day: she had to perform absolutely everything we ordered, without delay, otherwise she would be severely punished.
When we arrived to our weekend house, I went to do some things outside, and when I came in I saw that my wife had lost no time and had given Alice the first order we had schemed: she was stark naked, her legs parted, and her hands folded over her head. My wife was looking at her body with half closed eyes, something she did when she was roused. Alice’s face was crimsom and she looked straight ahead. I took my wife’s arms and placed her hands over Alice’s hips. Alice gasped. My wife began to move her hands over her body. We had agreed not to touch her nipples or vulva at this stage. I went behind Alice and began to kiss her shoulders and caress her body.
My wife soon took the pace and and began to travel her body with her hands, ocasionally kissing her cheeks. Soon Alices’s untouched nipples began to harden. Ocasionally she moaned or giggled when our soft caresses hit some ticklish spot. She was quite relaxed by now and seemed to be enjoying what we were doing. After some more minutes her nipples were swollen and rock-hard. I tested her vulva and found it soaked. It was time to proceed to phase 2: the cleansing.
I made her lie on a table with her buttocks near one edge, arms outstertched and legs retracted and wide open. Then I kissed her lips, her swollen nipples and then began to eat her until she was near orgasm. By then my wife reappeared. She had undressed and changed into a kimono in order to be more comfortable and accessible. She was carrying the necessary equipment to give Alice an enema and shave her abundant pubic hair. When Alice saw what we were about to do she began to plead franctically trying to persuade us, but to no avail. I put some jelly on the canule, then some on my index finger. I began to relax her taut anus. When I felt it was ready I inserted the whole finger inside her. She gave a startled cry and contracted her anus over my finger. I began to move it inside her. When she began to relax again I began to figer fuck her while I teased her clit with the tip of my tongue. Soon she was relaxed and moaning. Then I inserted the canule and opened the flow of water. Meanwhile, with a pair of scissors my wife began to cut the thick curls, which we carefully collected. As Alice felt the air over her now almost denuded regions, she began to cry softly. My wife lathered abundantly the remaining hair, and passed the brush over her vulva and clit, which had her moaning and writhing. Then she carefully removed the rest of the hair. When the enema was all inside Alice, I removed the canule and Susan completed her job, shaving Alice’s anus, while I sucked the engorged nipples and massaged her belly to prevent her from cramping. I warned Alice against expelling the enema unless she was allowed to do so. The task being completed, my wife wiped the rest of shaving cream, and then cruelly treated the parts with after shave lotion, making Alice cry and shout without control. Anyway she remembered not to expel the enema, although we could see that she was doing great efforts.
After a while she calmed down and I took her to the bathroom to release herself, wash her face and compose. When we came back we found my wife seated on a double couch. I put a collar with D rings on Alice’s neck and manacled her hands to the collar with short chains so that she would not be able to touch herself.
Then I made her kneel in front of my wife who opened her kimono and her legs, offering her moist cunt to Alice. When she saw what was coming, she began to fight and plead. I forced her head making her lips take contact with my wife’s inner middle thigh, ordering her to kiss and lick that part. Slowly I began to move her head towards the cunt, while with one of my hands I began to fondle Alice’s own cunt. When I made her lips touch my wife’s sex she was so aroused that she began to lick wholeheratedly. My wife hold her head in her hands so that she would not abandon her task while I released my bursting member, then sat next to my wife and we began kissing while I caressed her breasts. Presently I took Alice’s head and made her suck me, then my wife again and so on, until Susan impaled herself on my penis with her back to me, and we began fucking while we forced Alice to lick our engaged sexes, from my balls to her clit, until we exploded in a shattering orgasm.
Meanwhile Alice was writhing, trying to make herself cum. She was rubbing her restricted forearms against her nipples, and trying to open and close her legs, which was not so easy, given her kneeling position.
I made her stand up, and kissed her deeply, tasting my wife s juices in her mouth. I told her that because she was trying to cum without permission, we were going to punish her. I made her lie face down on my wife’s knees and told her to spank Alice. She complied wholeheartedly, delivering a rain of blows over her buttocks and upper thighs until she was screaming and asking for mercy. I repositioned her legs so Alice could give several blows on her sex. Noticing that in spite of her ordeal she was moist, my wife lubricated her index finger in her juices and unceremoniously inserted it in Alice’s anus and began to finger-fuck her enthusiastically, more so as she heard Alice s protests and cries of pain.
Then we went to the berdroom and tied her spread eagled to the bed. Susan straddled her face while I kissed Alice’s belly and thighs and softly teased her sex with my fingers. After my wife got a couple of fast orgasms thanks to Alice’s tongue, which was becoming better by the minute, we had a brief tickle session, where I used all the knowledge I had acquired in the former punishment session I have had with her, to drive her mad until tears were streaming from her eyes and her body was covered with perspiration.
At that moment we thought it was a good idea to get some rest by the pool, so we took Alice outside and retied her spread eagled on the grass. I refreshed her body with a water hose, pinced her clit with a metal clip connected to an electrical device which from time to time gave her mild electrical jolts in order to keep her aroused, and let her bake in the sun.
Manwhile Susan and I bathed and had some drinks. After some time, Alice was again drenched in sweat, straining against her ties. Each time she received a jolt, she begged us to let her cum, promising us to do all kind of things and saying that she would be our sex slave for as long as we wanted to, if only we allowed her to.
Instead, Alice began to interrogate her about her sexual habits since her childhood. I got some nettle plants and gave them to my wife, so that when her answers did not satisy her, she beat Alice’s nipples and sex with them. Presently the nipples became swollen and darkened, and Susan pinched them, making Alice cry and sweat. Anyway, this seemed to please her, because in spite of the punishment, she did not confess any sexual indiscretion, nor did she invented something to prevent it.
After almost one hour of this interrogation game, we decided that it was time to call it a day.
We released Alice and threw her into the pool, so that she could somehow wash heself from the sweat and sex juices. Then we towelled her vigorously, and made her cry again when we dried her tender nipples and sex.
Then each of us grabbed one of her arms and conducted her to the bedroom. We put a couple of pillows in the center of the bed and made her lie with her buttocks over them, so her sex was well exposed to us. To increase her exposure I tied her ankles to the corners of the bed. My wife and I removed our bathing costumes and lied one at each side of her. We began to caress and kiss her and each other. I made the girls entwingle our tongues and for some moments we played with them. Then I went for Alice’s breasts, but the two girls continued french kissing each other franctically. I kissed and sucked the nipples softly until they responded and hardened. Then I proceeded to her taut belly, while with one of my hands I played with my wife’s sex to keep her aroused so that she would also make love to Alice. I succeeded with this as Susan, moaning, began to kiss and caress Alice’s body as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Soon Alice was moaning without control and begged us to allow her to cum.
This time we granted her wish. I began to tickle her clit with my tongue and she exploded one time after the other. Then my wife began to finger her clit and she continued orgasming endlessly. I untied Alice’s ankles and made the two girls join their clits and they both achieved further orgasms. Finally Alice was almost out of her senses, so I decided it was time to get some release myself, so I lied beside Alice and made my still willing wife to ride me, until after having several orgasms I ejaculated and she milked every drop of semen out of me. I left the two girls lying side by side half asleep, took a bath and prepared some drinks and sandwiches. I rejoined them in the bed. We ate and drank and then the girls went to shower together, laughing and giggling.
Alice was visibly ehausted so we decided to spend the night there. We took her to the guest bedroom put her to bed and kissed her tenderly good night.
Next morning when we awakened we saw Alice, stark naked legs spread apart, hands behind her head. She told us that she had misbehaved during the night and she had played with herself, so she said we would have to punish her.
My wife told her to come to the bed and lie face down between us and she began to spank her vigorously. Alice began to scream, but I made a simple test touching her sex and found it soaked.
She had turned into our willing sex slave.
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