From: Tommy@f26.n340.z1.fidonet.org
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Subject: THC: Pt.2 of d/s story by Racecar Note above files are edited
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Date: Mon, 17 Jun 96 02:00:46 -0700
Author's note: This is part 2 of a 5 part series.  To fully understand

the story, you should read part 1 first.  This story contains sexually
explicit scenes which may be offensive to some people.

   PLEASE upload any comments you may have to "Racecar" on Rusty & Edies
BBS.  I hope you enjoy.

   THE ATONEMENT By "Racecar" PART TWO: The "Entertainer"

   The ride to Cheryl's apartment seemed to take much longer than normal.
The usual 45 minute trip had seemed, to Barbara, to take days.  She and
John had not really discussed the events of their last evening with Cheryl
and Barbara still felt knots in her stomach when she wondered what thoughts
he had about her.  She couldn't blame him for losing respect for her.  This
strong woman he married was now reduced to crawling on the floor and
licking another woman's feet -- and worse!  During the ride she wondered
what was in store for her this evening.  She couldn't imagine being told to
do anything she hadn't already done the other night.  What more could there
possibly be.  No, her concern was not for what she would be asked to do
(although she dreaded having to do all that again), but who would be
observing and what would they think.  Barbara did not know any of Cheryl's
friends and wondered what they were like.  Were they good looking, fat,
skinny, gorgeous, or plain.  Were they interesting and fun to be with, or
were they complete bores.  More importantly, what would be their reaction
to seeing her doing all those things Cheryl obviously had in mind for her
tonight.  Perhaps, they would be just as disgusted with it as she was.  She
tried not to think about it.  She tried telling herself that this was not
really her doing these things.  This was just her body carrying out the
orders of a foreign brain.  She rationalized that this was a case of her
surviving.  As she rode alongside John, she could feel her nakedness under
the cotton dress and noticed how the dress wrinkled.

   She also felt a dampness between her thighs and realized that thinking
about the upcoming events was beginning to excite her.  She hoped the d
ampness wouldn't spot the dress and make her condition obvious to everyone
there.

   The car finally came to a stop in an empty parking spot directly in
front of Cheryl's door.  Barbara and John got out of the car and walked up
to the door.  John stepped up and rung the bell.  Barbara stood on the next
step down, directly behind John and wished this were not happening.  Maybe,
she thought, no one will answer the door and we can get back in the car and
go home.  Her hopes all crashed when she saw the door open and Cheryl
standing there with a big smile.

   "Well, John and Barbara.  You're right on time come in." Cheryl moved
aside and motioned for the couple to come in.  When they walked past her
into the living room, Cheryl closed the door and went over and stood beside
them.

   "Everybody, I'd like to introduce you to John and his wife, Barbara.  As
I said, Barbara is our special guest tonight.  John, Why don't you have a
seat in the recliner over there.  I'll introduce everyone to you two a
little later."

   As John walked across the room to assume his seat, Barbara looked
around. The apartment was typical of modern garden apartments.  The rather
small living room opened on one end to the dining area which, in turn, was
right off the kitchen.  D own a short hall was the bath and bedroom.  The
living room was brightly lit and the white walls seemed to cast a theatre
stage effect into the center.  Large, floor length drapes covered the
picture window which gave a view of the parking lot.  Barbara noticed that
Cheryl had rearranged the furniture for this evening.  The long, low
cocktail table had been moved to the center of the room, away from the
sofa. Along the wall opposite the sofa were 3 snack trays.  They were set
up and each was covered with a towel.  Barbara could tell there was
something under the towels and wondered why Cheryl would cover them so
crudely.  Sitting on the sofa were Cheryl's three friends.

   The one on the left was in her early twenties, very petite, around 5
foot even, weighing only about 100 pounds Barbara guessed.  She had long,
black hair and a well tanned face and arms.  Though small, she was nicely
built.  On her left sat, what appeared to be, the oldest of the trio. 
Barbara guessed her age to be closer to hers -- 28.  She was also the
biggest of the trio, standing around 5' 8" and 140 pounds.  Her short brown
hair framed her rather round face.  On her lap was an opened photo album
which all three girls had obviously be looking at.  Barbara's face turned
bright red when she realized they were looking at the pictures Cheryl had
taken of her the other night.  The last girl sat on the other end of the
sofa, closest to John.  She was also around 23-24 years old and had blonde
hair.  She stood about 5' 5", 120 pounds and had large breasts.  Barbara
tried to avoid their eyes but could feel them staring at her standing
there.

   Cheryl waited for John to sit down and then put her arm around Barbara's
shoulders as she addressed her friends again.  "Barbara was my neighbor
before I got married and moved here.  She has agreed to serve us and to
provide the entertainment for the night.  Haven't you, Barbara?"

   Barbara felt a frog in her throat as she answered.  "Yes, Mistress
Cheryl." Her heart was racing and she feared she wouldn't be able to go
through with this tonight.

   "Very good.  Well, then why don't you see what everyone wants to drink
and get it for them.  You know where everything is.  Before you do though,
why don't you take off your dress and let my guests see what they're in for
tonight." Cheryl lo oked at her guests and smiled.  They all smiled back,
but looked at Barbara, not Cheryl, as they did so.

   "Yes, Mistress Cheryl" Barbara answered.  She then slowly unbuttoned her
dress, bending over to get the bottom buttons.  When she had finished, she
removed the dress and held it in front of her with a quizzical look in her
eyes.  She felt like she was a slave at auction waiting for the bidding to
begin.  Her nakedness in front of strangers made her blush deeply.

   Cheryl grabbed the dress out of Barbara's hand and tossed it into the
far corner near the door.  "You won't be needing this for while.  Assume
your position, Barbara."

   At first Barbara didn't understand what Cheryl meant, but then reembered
and placed her hands behind her head as she spread her legs apart.  She
felt Cheryl's hands on her sides twisting her around.  She turned slowly
until Cheryl stopped her.  She stood there with her back to the crowd while
Cheryl told them how nice she thought her ass was as she pinched and mauled
her cheeks.  Barbara thought she would die.  Finally Cheryl told her to
take everyone's order and get cracking.  She walked over to the sofa and
asked each what they would like.  They giggled and made crude jokes about
her but all wanted just a Coke.  She did the same to John and he just
replied "Beer".  She went into the kitchen and made the drinks, put them on
a tray and carried it back into the living room.  As she passed through the
dining area, she noticed the table was covered with a pure white sheet over
a plastic tablecloth with a pillow in the center.  After she served each
one their drink, she brought the tray back into the kitchen and laid it on
the counter before returning to the living room.  She assumed her previous
position in the center of the room and waited.

   Cheryl walked to the center of the room and stood next to Barbara with
her hand on Barbara's elbow.  "Let me introduce you to my friends, Barbara.
They all live here in the complex and we get together most mornings for
coffee.  To your left is Lynn.  Lynn is in the same boat as I am.  Her
husband is required to travel quite extensively leaving her home alone for
long periods.  In the middle is Beth.  Beth is single and is a nurse in the
surgical department of All Soul's Hospital here in town.  She works
afternoons, Sunday through Thursday.  Lastly, Pam on the right shares the
same fate as Lynn and I, except she works, part-time weekends, at the mall.
We've discussed how to organize this evening and came up with the following
rules.  "Rather than have everyone asking you to do this and that all at
once, we agreed that each would have her turn with you.  You will address
them as Mistress, just as you do I, and will do whatever they tell you to
do.  Failure to obey or follow any of the procedures we've agreed to the
other night will result in punishment.  We are going to save any
punishments until the end of the evening, when we will decide how severe
they should be.  After each of your mistresses is through with you, you are
to thank them and show them your respect.  Do you understand?"

   "Yes, Mistress Cheryl," Barbara answered affirmatively but didn't quite
understand that last remark about showing them her respect.  Surely Cheryl
didn't expect her to kiss all their asses.

   "Very well, then.  Since Beth is a nurse and knows the ropes, we thought
it best if she went first and sort of prepped you.  " Cheryl held her free
hand out to Beth, who got up, walked over and stood on Barbara's opposite
side.

   "Hi, Barbara." Beth looked at Barbara and smiled.  "Since many of the
girls ask questions regarding this procedure or that procedure at the
hospital, I'm going to use you as my "dummy" so the speak.  We're gonna get
you prepped, cleaned in and out, and demonstrate some medical procedures on
you.  Don't be afraid.  I've done each of these things many, many times and
they are not harmful.  You may feel some discomfort, that is all.  So let's
move over to the table and get started, shall we?  Cheryl would you get my
tray, the one in the middle for me please?"

   Beth guided Barbara over to the kitchen table as Cheryl followed
carrying one of the covered snack trays.  When they reached the table, Beth
pulled out a chair and indicated to Barbara that she get up on the table
and lie on her back, hands behind her head.  Barbara did what she was told.
The bright light of the hanging lamp over the center of the table made her
squint her eyes, but she dared not shut them.  Out of the corner of her eye
she noticed Beth removing the towel from the tray and grabbing something.
Barbara desperately wanted to turn her head to see what was on the tray but
feared that if she did so she would be punished.  She was very frightened
about these "procedures" and made up her mind that she would quit if she
thought anything might permanently hurt her.  Beth's face appeared in front
of Barbara's and shielded her eyes from the light.  For the first time
Barbara noticed that the rest of the guests had gathered around the table
and were looking at them like they would look at one of those salesmen at
flea markets who demonstrate this "super-duper veg-o-matic".  John stood
against the wall directly in front of her feet.  She then noticed the video
camera set up on a tripod to his left.  While Barbara stared at the camera,
Cheryl reached over and pushed the record button.

   "To begin with, Barbara, I'm going to show everyone how we prep the
pubic area for surgery.  In other words, I'm going to shave your cookie
squeaky clean." Beth left her side momentarily and returned carrying a
steaming bowl of water.  She dipped a washcloth into the water, gingerly
wrung it out and dropped it flat on Barbara's vulva.  Barbara jolted when
the hot rag hit her in her most tender spot.  She moved her hips around
trying to move the rag from the burning area.  Beth told her to keep still
and roughly moved the rag over Barbara's pubic area with her fingertips. 
As her hands went between Barbara's legs, Beth told her to spread wide and
put her feet flat on the table top at each side.  Barbara complied. 
Barbara felt the hot rag with Beth's fingertips part her vagina slightly
and sensed that Beth was concentrating a bit too much on her clitoris.  The
rag moved from her vagina to her anus and the pressure increased.  Beth's
fingers were stuffing the rag, ever so slightly into Barbara's ass. 
Suddenly the rag was removed and Barbara felt the razor being dragged
across her lower belly.  It worked it's way very quickly across her
stomach, then down a little lower, across again, down a little lower,
across again until it was at the vagina.  Beth's free hand held the skin
taut as the razor did its job.  As she would pull the skin tight, Barbara
felt her vagina being opened slightly.  From the vagina the razor worked
it's way to Barbara's anus.  Barbara tensed and felt Beth again pulling her
skin tight and her puckered anus being opened ever so slightly with each
tug.  When she had finished, Beth dropped the razor into the bowl and
grabbed the rag again.  It had cooled enough to hold comfortably and didn't
hurt Barbara when it began wiping her newly shaved areas clean.  Beth
withdrew the rag and leaned back to observe her handiwork.  She smiled her
approval as the others looked, then smiled in return, each saying how
different and clean it looked.

   John leaned back against the wall.  The sight of his pretty wife being
shaved in front of strangers, and her hairless pussy, had made his cock
grow with excitement.  He crossed his legs at the ankles in hopes of hiding
his hard-on from the c rowd.  His eyes glanced to the side where Cheryl was
looking through the view finder of the video camera.  He could tell from
her smile and glazed eyes that she was on her way to becoming as aroused as
he was.  As he looked back at the table where Barbara was lying, he noticed
that the other two girls, Lynn and Pam, seemed to be equally excited.  He
imagined that this evening was going to end in one helluva orgy.  He hoped
he would play a more active part in it than he was now.

   Barbara rolled over on her stomach and hung each foot off the sides of
table like Beth told her to do.  She rested her head on its side against
her clasped hands.  Beth's face appeared in front of her's again and held
up something for her to see.

   "This is an enema nozzle.  You are now going to start getting cleaned on
the inside.  From now on whenever I show you an instrument, I want you to
kiss it and take it into your mouth while I explain the procedure to
everyone.  Understand?" The slight tremor in Beth's voice was exposing her
state of excitement to all present.  Her breathing became shorter and her
words more to the point.  Her face was also becoming flushed.

   "Yes, Mistress Beth." Barbara kissed the end of the nozzle and parted
her lips as Beth worked the nozzle gently into her mouth.  The nozzle was
unlike any Barbara had seen before.  It appeared to be much longer, about 7
inches, and had a sort of rounded ball, close to a inch in diameter, about
a half inch from the tip.

   As she worked the nozzle in and out of Barbara's lips, Beth explained to
everyone that she would insert the nozzle into Barbara's ass and open the
hose clip which would then allow the contents of the bag, which held about
a quart and a half of warm, soapy water to flow into Barbara's intestines.
She seemed delighted to explain that Barbara would feel the
warmer-than-body-temperature water entering her and that it would soon
cause her some discomfort and appear as though she wouldn't be able to hold
any more.  Beth smiled widely and said that the adult body could hold 2
full quarts of water without any harm, but she kept it down to only a quart
and a half because Barbara would have to hold this for a longer time than
normal.  When she completed the explanation, Beth took the nozzle out of
Barbara's mouth and told her to reach back and spread her ass cheeks
w-i-d-e.  Barbara did as she was told and spread her cheeks as wide as she
could.  She soon felt Beth's finger work some ki nd of lubricant around her
anus and then go directly into her asshole.  The sudden sensation of pain
caused Barbara to jerk, to which Beth responded by jamming her finger in
farther.  Barbara felt the finger work back and forth a few times before
being replaced with the hardness of the nozzle.  This, too, was worked in
and out a few times before Beth roughly shoved it in as far as it would go.

   As soon as Barbara's body had gotten used to the ball deep within her,
she felt the sensation of the water beginning to enter her.  She had
expected the water to be a soothing warmth that she remembered from the
last enema she had when she was being prepped for childbirth, but this
water was HOT!.  She began working her abdominal muscles to "grind" her
stomach into the table in an attempt to ease the discomfort of the hot
water.  Each time she would grind her stomach into the table she felt her
anus pucker around the intruding nozzle and grab it tighter.  She heard
Beth laugh and comment to the crowd that "the little slut likes it in the
ass, look at how she's working that nozzle in and out by herself." It
wasn't long before Barbara started to feel herself filling up.  She now had
an almost uncontrollable urge to expel the water.  She tried to tighten her
anal sphincter muscles around the nozzle to form a better seal and this
action, too, was greeted by laughter from the crowd around the table.  She
began to feel a small amount of water trickle out of her ass and down
around her vagina onto the table.  She grimaced and gritted her teeth
hoping she could hold it in.

   "Do you know what this is, Barbara?" Beth was saying in a teasing tone.

   Barbara heard Beth's voice and realized she had closed her eyes.  When
she opened them, she saw Beth holding something which looked a baby
pacifier, only much larger and made of hard rubber.

   "No, Mistress Beth," she answered.  She felt the rubber object at her
lips and then entering her mouth after she had remembered to kiss it.  She
was really uncomfortable now.  She had to go to the bathroom badly and
could still feel the water trickling down onto her pussy.  She accepted
this damn rubber thing into her mouth and listened in horror when Beth told
everyone that it was a butt plug and would be inserted in her ass so she
could hold the enema in longer while another procedure would be done. 
Barbara felt the tears forming in her eyes again.  She couldn't be expected
to it in much longer.  She surely would rupture something.  As she pondered
the thought of quitting, Barbara felt the nozzle being withdrawn from her
ass.  At the instant it popped out, she felt the butt plug being pulled
from her mouth and forcefully jammed into the hole where the nozzle had
been.

   "Ok, turn over on your back with feet flat on the table." Beth was
getting stern now.  Her face had taken a pinkish tint to it from her blood
pressure and her breathing had become even shallower and more rapid.  She
reached over to the table and grabbed a squeeze-type douche kit.  She held
the liquid filled bulb upright while she unscrewed the nozzle.  When the
nozzle was free, she put it to Barbara's lips and then into her mouth,
playing out the same scenario as she had with the enema nozzle.  "Of course
you know that this is a douche kit, Barbara.  I'm now going to clean out
your sweet, shaven pussy with a good, old-fashioned vinegar douche.  Now
arch your back high into the air, keep your shoulders flat on the table, so
that we don't spill any on the table.  That's it, now reach up with your
hands and spread those lips open for me."

   Barbara did as she was told.  She spread her vagina wide open and was
instantly embarrassed when Beth commented to the others how wet Barbara was
already and that she wouldn't need any lubricant this time.  Beth withdrew
the nozzle from Barbara's mouth and screwed it back onto the bulb.  Barbara
felt the tip of the douche nozzle entering her vagina and began to feel the
cool liquid entering her.  Beth told her to squeeze her lips around the
nozzle to provide a good seal for the douche, and Barbara followed her
directions.  When the bulb had been emptied, Beth told Barbara to squeeze
her pussy shut and hold it when she removed the nozzle.  Again, Barbara did
as she was told and squeezed her vagina so tight, she thought she might
bruise it.  Beth looked at her for what seemed, to Barbara, a long time. 
Something inside told Barbara that Beth definitely was a lesbian. 
Barbara's legs began to waver and she had all she could do to keep her hips
elevated.  She felt like one big water balloon and she could hear the water
sloshing around whenever she moved.  She fought desperately to keep the
liquids inside her, despite the cramps which were now beginning to grab her
abdomen.

   "Okay, you sweet thing.  Go relieve yourself.  Before you return, be
sure to clean your ass and pussy real good with the wash rag.  And don't
forget to clean the butt plug." Beth sounded casual and aloof but Barbara
sensed that underneath the voice was one hot bitch.

   Cheryl watched Barbara nearly leap off the table and head towards the
bathroom down the hall.  She chuckled at the sight of her pinching her
pussy lips together with one hand while the other held the butt plug in
place.  She hit the pause button on the camera and watched the other girls
joking and giggling about what they had just witnessed.  While Cheryl was
thoroughly enjoying the show, she almost wished that she hadn't invited the
girls over that day.  She was getting horny now and couldn't wait for her
turn at Barbara and maybe, for the first time, feel John's cock deep inside
her.  She thought back to the first night remembering the size of it and
amount of come that had spewed forth from it onto Barbara's face and tits.
She glanced over at John's crotch and saw that the monster in his pants had
again swollen to that size.  She fought back the urge to drop to her knees
and suck on it right there and, instead, reached over and grabbed it with
her hand.

   John was startled by Cheryl's hand grabbing his crotch.  He was busy
watching Pam and Lynn chatting and was fantasizing about having them both
in bed at the same time when he felt the sudden squeeze.  He was so horny
he was about to grab Cher yl and plant a big kiss on her as he drug her to
the floor and fuck the living daylights out of her.  His eyes looked into
hers and he knew she felt the same way he did.  Just as he was about to
suggest what was on his mind, Cheryl motioned towards the hall and stepped
behind the camera again.  John turned and saw Barbara returning to the
table.  Her eyes looked directly into his and told of her embarrassment and
desire to leave this place NOW!  As she crawled back up onto the table, he
watched her pretty ass cheeks come apart and reveal the rosebud between
them.  His cock began twitching again and he had to detract himself from
the sight in front of him to prevent having an orgasm in his pants.

   Beth told Barbara to once again lie on her back with feet flat on the
table.  When Barbara was in position, she held up a small, sealed envelope
for everyone to see and then brought it down to Barbara's eyes.  "Now we'll
continue with our cleaning." she said, smiling at the frightened look on
Barbara's face.  "This procedure is used when a patient either refuses, or
is unable, to provide a urine specimen.  Inside this pouch is a catheter,
which is nothing more than a flexible tube.  We insert the tube into the
urethra and force it up to the bladder thereby providing the urine a clear,
open path through which to travel.  You've lucked out this time, Barbara.
Since this device is sterilized, I cannot allow you to kiss it.  As a matt
er of fact, I must use sterilized gloves to handle it once the bag is
opened."

   Having said that, Beth dropped the envelope onto Barbara's breasts and
grabbed another envelope off the snack table beside her.  She opened the
package and slipped her hand into one of the surgical gloves inside then
did the same with the other hand.  When finished, she picked up the
envelope from Barbara's breast and removed the tube inside.  She wiggled
the end of clear plastic in front of Barbara's eyes.  "Okay, Barbara reach
down between your legs and spread that pussy of yours again .  I want
everyone to be able to see your little pee hole."

   Barbara reached down and spread her vaginal lips open to expose her
urethra.  She peered between her knees and saw Cheryl zooming in the video
camera lens.  She also saw John looking directly at her exposed twat.  She
kept staring at his eyes hoping he would look at her face and offer some
silent support.  All at once she began to feel a slight burning sensation
as the tube began it's journey inside her.  Her eyes teared again and Pam
now blocked her view of John.  As Lynn looked on at the other side, Beth
kept pushing the tube into Barbara until a thin line of urine began to flow
through the tube and into a bottle placed on the snack table beside her. 
As the last of the urine entered the bottle, Beth looked at Barbara's face
and smiled.

   "Well, Barbara, you're as clean now as you've ever been.  I've just one
more thing to show everybody and I'm through with my demonstrations." Beth
then pulled the tube quickly from Barbara's urethra and threw it aside. 
After she removed her gloves, she reached up and patted Barbara on her
cheek.  "But don't you fret, sweet thing.  I'm sure we'll get together
again later tonight for a more pleasurable experience.  You can let go of
your pussy now and put your hands behind your head again.  We'll all get
another good look at that beautiful body of yours and then we'll get an
even better look at that sweet pie between your legs."

   Barbara placed her hands behind her head and opened her mouth slightly
as Beth inserted her finger between her lips.  Barbara's wide eyes looked
at Beth's smiling face as she felt the finger working in and out of her
mouth.  She noticed the o ther people were dead quiet and looking at the
action taking place.  All Barbara could hear was the soft hum of the video
camera in the corner.  Goose bumps formed on Barbara's arms when she felt
Beth's other hand begin to massage her breast.  The thumb and forefinger
grabbed the nipple and gently pinched and pulled on it.  Beth abruptly
removed her finger from Barbara's mouth and stopped playing with her
breast.

   "I seemed to be getting ahead of myself here." Beth turned aside and
grabbed a large metal object from the snack tray.  "I'm sure we all know
what this is." Beth held the object up for all to see.  "How about you
John. Do you know what this is used for?" She smiled when John just
shrugged his shoulders and shook his head from side to side.  "This is what
the doctor uses to perform a pelvic exam.  You just insert this into the
lady's twat, open it up like so, and wa-lah, you can see everything she
has."

   John looked in disbelief.  "How the hell can they get that thing in a
pussy?" he wondered to himself.  He stepped forward as Beth poised it at
the entrance to Barbara's vagina, and slowly began working it into his
wife. He could swear he noticed Barbara's hips push forward to accept this
thing into her, not once but several times.  Once the speculum was in place
and Beth began spreading Barbara's vagina open, John bent forward to look.
Noticing his interest, Beth took a flashlight off the snack table and
directed the light directly into Barbara.  John looked in amazement but was
soon pushed aside by Lynn, who wanted to get a good look herself.  He let
her take his spot and stepped back to the wall next to Cheryl.  As he
stepped back, he noticed Barbara looking at him.  He looked into her
clouded eyes and flashed an assuring smile at her.  He never saw her
reaction as Pam moved right into his field of vision, just as Cheryl
grabbed his cock and pulled his mouth to her waiting tongue.  He almost
lost his load as Cheryl ground her crotch against his and worked her tongue
inside his mouth.  He finally realized that Barbara might see them and
pulled away.  Cheryl just smiled at him and ran her tongue over her lips.
He looked back at the table just in time to see Beth removing the thing
from Barbara and set it back down on the snack table.

   "That's my show for tonight girls." Beth said.  She then looked at
Cheryl and said "But I'd like to reserve some time to have Barbara
entertain me later.  It seems I've being doing all the entertaining so
far."

   "Oh, for sure, Beth." Cheryl stepped out from behind the camera and
walked over to stand at Barbara's head.  "I'm sure Barbara will show her
appreciation AND her respect for you later.  Won't you Barbara?"

   "Yes, Mistress Cheryl" Barbara replied.  There was that "respect" again.

   "Good.  Now while we all get ourselves together, clean up this table and
get us all another round before assuming your position in the living room."
Cheryl turned away and walked to the living room, grabbing John's arm and
pulling him with her.  "Come on everybody.  I think we better get ready for
whatever it is Pam has in mind for Barbara."

   As the others went into the living room, Barbara removed the coverings
from the table and straightened the chairs around it.  Upon completion of
her cleaning, she poured each of her tormentors another glass of Coke and
got John a fresh beer from the fridge, loaded them onto a tray and carried
it into the living room where everyone sat.  She felt self conscious as she
bent over each time she offered the tray to one of the guests.  Her tits
would swing down and everyone would look at them, then her face, and smile.
When she offered John the beer, his hand went around hers and held it for a
brief instant.  That made her feel better.  She had noticed John's hard-on
through his pants and the thought that this was exciting him started to
arouse her.  She remembered the other night and her orgasm which was the
most intense she had ever had.  She chuckled to herself as she thought "At
least nobody could tell how wet I am from my pussy hair." She returned the
tray to the kitchen then went back into the living room and stood in the
center of room, hands tightly clasped behind her head, feet spread apart,
eyes straight ahead.

   Cheryl walked to the center of the small room, stood in front of
Barbara, and put her hand between Barbara's legs.  "What say you get
yourself ready for Pam.  Play with your tits and get your nipples nice and
hard for her."

   Barbara hesitated a moment then moved her hands down to her tits.  As
she massaged her nipples she felt Cheryl's finger enter her and start
working in and out.  Barbara was getting hot and her hips began to gyrate,
meeting Cheryl's probing finger each time it thrust into her.  All of a
sudden she felt the finger completely withdraw from her pussy and reappear
on her lips.  She cracked her mouth open and accepted the wet finger into
it.  As it moved back and forth against her tongue, Barbara began to get
weak.  She was about to have an orgasm on the spot.  Cheryl must have
noticed this and withdrew her finger.  She ordered Barbara to put her hands
behind her head again.

   "I told you girls that she was a hot one, didn't I?" Cheryl laughingly
addressed the group.  "Okay Pam let's see what you have in mind for
Barbara, shall we?" As she ended, Cheryl reached around with her hand and
pinched Barbara's butt.  Sh e chuckled when Barbara jumped and then went to
her chair and sat down as Pam made her way up to take her place.

   Pam circled Barbara slowly and stopped directly in front of her. 
"Well.....ever since I saw the pictures of you, I couldn't help but wish I
had been there.  Now -- here I am.  First, I'm gonna sit down and watch you
dance for us.  I want you to imagine that you're dancing for your lover --
I mean make it sexy.  Got It?"

   "Yes, Mistress Cheryl.  err Pam.  Yes, Mistress Pam." Barbara's slip of
the tongue caused Pam's eyebrows to raise and Barbara looked at her with
apologetic eyes.

   "Don't worry about that little mistake, Barbara.  We'll take care of it
later during the punishment session.  Now, if you're really sorry, you'll
make this dance just for me, and as sexy as you can be.  If I'm pleased
with your performance, I 'll ask Cheryl to go easy on you.  If you're ready
with the video camera, Cheryl, I'll put on the music." Pam glared at
Barbara and walked over to one of the two snack tables still covered.  She
removed the towel covering it and grabbed a compact disc, which she
inserted into Cheryl's stereo.  She pressed the play button and went back
to the sofa where she sat down.

   As soon as she heard the first beats of the conga and bongo drums,
Barbara recognized the song.  It was entitled "Jungle Fever" and performed
by a little known group named "Chakachas".  Basically, the song consisted
of jungle rhythms and the moaning of a native girl apparently in the throes
of passion.  She had expected the music to be something more modern and
upbeat and had no idea how to begin dancing to this.  At Pam's stern
warning, she began moving her feet.  As the music played, Barbara closed
her eyes and imagined herself as the girl on the recording.  She moved
around as though she was against a tree in the jungle and being taken by a
large native warrior.  Her hips undulated with the beat of the drums as her
hands ran up a nd down her body.  She caressed her breasts, paying
particular attention to her nipples, then brought both hands down between
her legs and began caressing her bald pubic area and vagina.  The smell of
her own juices and the sound of the music was transporting her out of the
room into the jungle.  Her mind began to lose all sense of reality and got
lost in her imagination.  She turned around with her back to the audience
and started to caress her buttocks.  Her hands slowly moved over each cheek
and then, one by one, ran down the crease where they came together.  She
grabbed each cheek, bent forward at the waist, and spread them apart as her
fingers played against first her asshole, then her pussy.  She was so lost
in the moment that she had not heard the music stop.  At this point she
just wanted to come -- nothing else.  Just one big, earth trembling, body
shaking, leg drenching, fucking orgasm.  She shoved two, then three,
fingers into her waiting pussy and began pumping her hips into them
violently until she felt the room spinning and thought she was going to
faint.  She came violently, with an unearthly scream and legs buckling as
she sank to the floor in a heap.

   The spectators in the room sat mesmerized by Barbara's dance.  Cheryl
kept her eye glued to the camera and zoomed the lens in and out as
Barbara's hands worked over her body.  Lynn's mouth hung open as she
watched Barbara.  Beth, already worked up from her time with Barbara,
couldn't bear it any longer and let her hand wander under her dress and
begin rubbing between her legs.  John was in awe.  He had never seen this
side of his wife before -- not even when she had a little to much to drink.
He shot a quick glance around the room and noticed everyone else seemed as
stunned as he was -- especially Beth.  When Barbara fell to the floor, he
was ready to jump up and help her back to her feet but stopped as Pam began
to speak.

   "Goddam, girl.  That was one helluva show you put on." Pam got off the
couch and walked over to the prone Barbara.  She grabbed the wrist of the
hand that had just emerged from her cunt and pulled her up to the feet. 
She held up the soaked hand for all to see and laughingly said "Look at the
mess you made you made all over your hand.  Clean it off -- with your
tongue." She jerked the hand down to Barbara's lips and watched as Barbara
began licking the pussy juice off it.  Pam had gotten hot watching Barbara
perform, but she bathed in the power she had over the older Barbara and was
now ready to have Barbara provide her with her own orgasm.  When the hand
was clean, she ordered Barbara to get down on her knees and grabbed a
large, black dildo off her snack tray.  She then walked back to the sofa,
hiked her mini dress up to her waist, removed her panties, and sat down on
the edge of the couch with her legs spread wide.  She beckoned Barbara to
crawl on her knees over to her.

   "I'm now going to let you please me with this dildo, Barbara.  But,
first, I'll need a little lubricant so it'll go in easy.  Since I neglected
to bring any, we'll use your juices you have in your mouth.  Start licking
me real wet like." Pam grabbed the back of Barbara's head and shoved it
into her crotch.  As Barbara licked, Pam moved her head up and down to
assure she licked every inch.  When she was satisfied that she had been
"lubed" enough, she pulled Barbara away from her .  She reached down and
offered the dildo to Barbara's mouth, large end first.  When Barbara opened
her mouth to accept it, Pam put it in about an inch.  "You may use your
hands to spread my pussy lips apart, but the dildo must stay in your mouth.
Now get to work!"

   Barbara leaned forward and as her fingers spread Pam's pussy lips apart
she began inserting the dildo slowly into her.  She went slowly at first.
Easing it in a little then back out, each thrust entered Pam a little
further.  It wasn't long before she had it all the way in and with each
thrust her upper lip would kiss Pam's clitoris.  Pam had grabbed her head
again and pulled it deeper into her thighs.  Barbara thought Pam was trying
to stuff her whole head up there.  As the pace quickened, Barbara felt some
hands rubbing her pussy and anus.  The fingers would start to enter each
hole then back out.  Soon, the fingers were replaced by a larger, rubber
like, object which began to find its way into her waiting vagina.  The tip
of the object had no sooner entered her pussy when she felt another similar
object at her ass.  She realized that someone was filling her with a double
dildo.  At this stage she not only did not care, she welcomed it.  As her
head was alternately pushed and pulled in and out of Pam's crotch, her hips
involuntarily moved back and forth on the double dildo.  She wanted to feel
it deep inside her.  She wondered why she felt like this.  Everything she
had learned growing up told her she should be repulsed by sex with another
woman.  The thought of lesbian sex had always turned her stomach.  She had
never even dreamed of anal sex.  Now her body had control over her mind and
she actually was enjoying it -- no, craving it.  She was on the brink of
orgasm again.  She wanted to take the dildo out of her mouth and lick Pam's
pussy all over -- even her ass, but the thought of additional punishment
kept her from doing it.  Besides, she figured that before the night was
over she'd be told to kiss everyone's ass anyhow.

   Beth kept pumping the dildo in and out of Barbara's cute little ass and
pussy while she watched her work over Pam.  Occasionally she would look
over at John and smile, as if to say "Sorry, sucker, she's mine now and you
can't do a thing abou t it".  Beth told herself that before the night was
over she was going to have a taste of Barbara's pussy as she would likewise
be tasting hers.  She noticed that Barbara was beginning to come again and
did not want that to happen.  No, better to keep her hot and horny for the
rest of night.  She withdrew the dildo and set it back down on Pam's table.
Before she got up to return to her seat, she leaned forward and kissed
Barbara's asshole, letting the tip of her tongue wiggle just around the rim
a little.

   Lynn was sitting at the edge of her seat watching the action at both
ends when Cheryl whispered the suggestion into her ear.  She looked over at
John and saw his hard-on and far-away look in his eyes then turned to
Cheryl and smiled widely as she shook her head up and down signally she'd
do it.

   Barbara couldn't believe it when she felt the double dildo removed from
her.  She needed to come badly, just as Pam was coming now.  When she felt
the lips and tongue on her ass, shivers ran up her spine and she
immediately began pumping the dildo into Pam as fast as her head would bob.
Pam responded by thrusting her hips forward and pulling Barbara's head into
them faster and faster.  Her moans got louder and louder until they erupted
into a loud OHHHHHHHHHH!  Barbara knew Pam had an orgasm and began slowing
her head movements allowing Pam to come down from her high slowly.  "Why,
oh why couldn't that be me?" she wondered to herself.  She had to come
again and didn't care what she had to do accomplish it.  When Pam had
quieted down, Barbara removed the dildo from her pussy and knelt there with
it still in her mouth while she waited for further orders.

   "Damn, you are good!" Pam finally had caught her breath enough to speak.
"Maybe I can talk Cheryl into selling you to me." She chuckled.

   "No way," laughed Cheryl as she made her way over to the kneeling
Barbara.  "Assume your position, Barbara." Barbara got to her feet and
placed her hands behind her head but still held the dildo, dripping with
Pam's juices, in her mouth.  Cheryl took the end of dildo closest to
Barbara's lips between her thumb and forefinger and pulled it from her. 
She turned it around and laid it on Barbara's lips.  "Open" she muttered,
but it was unnecessary.  Barbara had started to part her lips th e moment
the dildo was placed there.  She took the long, thick tool in her mouth as
far as Cheryl fed it to her and greedily lapped the juices from it. 
Finally, Cheryl removed the dildo and tossed it onto Pam's table.  "Okay,
last, but not least, Ly nn has her chance." With that said, Cheryl glanced
over at John and returned to her video camera.

   Lynn strode over to her table and, after removing the cover, took the
lone item on it -- a rather long strap-on dildo.  She walked over to John
and asked him to hold it for her while she got ready.  John eagerly
accepted the device and watched with wide eyes as Lynn began undressing
right in front of him.  As she undressed, Lynn looked directly at John's
eyes.  She was very proud of her body and undressed as sultry as she knew
how.  John watched as Lynn removed her blouse and freed her perfectly
proportioned breasts.  He glanced at Barbara and realized she was unable to
see them without turning around.  He felt a little relieved and liberated
knowing that fact.  His eyes were on Lynn's hands which were now
unbuttoning her jeans.  As the jeans fell to the floor, Lynn revealed a
perfectly flat, tight stomach and gorgeous legs.  She stepped out of the
jeans and thrust her hips forward towards John's face as she hook her
thumbs around the waist of her thong panties and slowly worked them down
over her hips, pausing as they reached mid thigh and were below her pussy.
She reached out and supported herself with one hand on John's shoulder
while the other hand peeled the panties from each leg.  John had all he
could do to keep f rom grabbing her ass and pulling that sweet looking box
to his face.  Lynn, for the first time, noticed how big John's hard on was
and, as she let go of his shoulder, she let her hand slide down his chest
and run across his massive cock on their way down to the floor to pick up
her panties.  When she was bent completely over with both hands on the
floor, she feigned falling forward and shoved her head into John's crotch.

   John felt Lynn's head in his lap and felt her hot breath blow from her
lips, which were kissing his cock through his pants.  Lynn looked up at
John's face, smiled, and brought herself up to her feet.  She took the
strap-on dildo from John's hand and strapped it around her waist.  She then
put her foot on the leg of John's chair as she ran another strap around her
thigh.  She knew that placing her leg up high like that would open her
pussy and allow John a perfect view.  When through she repeated the process
with the other leg.

   Finally, she turned around facing Barbar a's direction and bent forward
at the waist to give John a good look at her ass.  Satisfied, she walked
over to Barbara and stood in front of her holding her massive "cock"
pointed right at Barbara's pussy.

   "I think, Barbara, that I detected a severe urge on your part to have an
orgasm.  Tell me -- are you as hot as you appear?"

   Barbara peered at the dildo sticking out from Lynn.  She knew what was
coming and welcomed it.  "Yes, Mistress Lynn." She answered.

   "Good," Lynn moved her hand up and down the shaft and licked her lips.
"Because you're about to get fucked like you've never been fucked.  Well,
maybe, judging by the size of your husband's snake, you have been.  But at
least I'll bet you've never been fucked this well by another woman.  Get
down on your knees with your forehead on the floor."

   "Yes, Mistress Lynn," Barbara replied as she knelt down as ordered. 
Lynn positioned her so that her ass faced John.  She felt the air on her
wet pussy and ass and that excited her even more.  She waited for the dildo
to invade her pussy and put out the fire inside once more.  She was ashamed
of her thoughts, but could no longer control them.  She sensed the presence
of Lynn behind her and then felt the tip of the dildo beginning to spread
her vagina.  She moved her hips backward to hasten the coupling and felt
the long, thick hunk of rubber making its way to her cervix.  She loved the
feel of it.  She loved the pleasure it brought her.  She loved the thought
of being watched while she came.  She loved having John see her getting
humiliated.

   For the first time in her life, she LOVED SEX.  She always "liked" sex
and always had a good time when she and John would make love, but this was
different.  She had never craved an orgasm, never desired to lick another
woman's pussy, never wanted to have anything stuck up her ass, never
enjoyed masturbating until tonight.  The dildo brought her closer to
euphoria with each thrust.  Drool rolled out of her mouth onto the carpet
as she began to move her hips faster and faster and Lynn worked her "cock"
in deeper and rougher.  She was nearing orgasm when she felt Lynn's hands
on her breasts, grabbing her nipples and squeezing them.  She came again.
She came and came.

   Her second orgasm of the night left her completely exhausted and she
could no longer support the weight of Lynn's body on her back.  Her legs
wobbled and she crashed into the carpet with Lynn on top of her.  The force
of impact when the two girls hit the floor drove the dildo into her hard
and she yelled "OOOHHH H!"

   John marveled at the view.  The girls were positioned so that Barbara's
pussy was in clear sight and he could see the 12" shaft being sucked into
it and then coming out.  With each stroke, Lynn's ass cheeks would
alternately squeeze together then spread apart displaying the tight rosebud
they held between them.  He didn't understand how he could have watched all
this sex and still not have come.  His balls ached, as if his cock were
trying to pull them away from his body in an attempt to get bigger.  He
couldn't take much more.

   Lynn felt the orgasm building in Barbara at the same pace as the one
building inside her.  The little nubs molded into the base of the strap-on
dildo mashed against her clit with each push and was driving her crazy. 
She thought of John watching her fuck his wife and that, too, drove her
wild.  She wished he would fuck her ass with his big prick at the same time
and come all over her pussy.  She loved it when Roger, her husband, would
pull out just before climax and come over her stomach .  As her fantasies
grew bolder and wilder, the nubs mashing against her pussy became faster
and faster.  She was coming now.  As she began orgasm, she gave one last,
deep thrust and at the same instant she buried the dildo all the way into
her, she felt Barbara collapse to the floor with her on top.  It had been a
violent orgasm.  The best she had in months.  She pulled out of Barbara,
got groggily to her feet, undid the dildo from her body, threw it aside and
stumbled to the couch where she plopped down out of breath.

   Barbara laid on the floor completely exhausted.  She was confused and
near tears over what had happened this night.  She had always considered
herself a person of high morals with complete loyalty to her husband and
now she's been forced to perform, what were to her, unspeakable sex acts in
front of John and other spectators.  Worse yet was the fact that she had
found pleasure in them.  She felt like she was a lower life form and began
sobbing in self-pity.  "How can I ever face John as his wife again?" she
asked herself.  As the tears began to trickle out of the corners of her
eyes, she saw Cheryl's feet at her head.  "No more" she said to herself. 
She felt guilty and dirty.

   "Rise and shine, sweet thing." Cheryl nudged Barbara with foot.  "It's
time for MY part of the show."

   Barbara rose to her feet and assumed her position.  She felt
overwhelming shame and could not look the others in the face.  She hadn't
planned on Cheryl being part of the activities and thought that the evening
was ending.  She wondered what humiliation Cheryl had in store for her now,
and whether she could take any more without completely breaking down.

   "I've been watching your poor husband over there, Barbara, and I realize
that we must to something to relieve his condition.  Don't you agree?"
Cheryl had a taunting slant to her tone.

   "Yes, Mistress Cheryl." Barbara imagined that she would now have to give
John another blow-job in front of everyone.

   "Good." Cheryl continued.  "John, why don't you free yourself of those
clothes and get ready for some action."

   John didn't have to be told twice.  He jumped to his feet and within a
minute was completely nude.  His huge cock jutted out from between his legs
and glowed a bright pink from the blood that had been rushing to it all
evening.  He stood ther e wondering what to do next.

   Pam and Lynn looked at John with hungry eyes.  Both women wanted a piece
of that hunk.  Neither had ever seen such a magnificent example of manhood
in their lives.  Beth couldn't take her eyes off Barbara.

   "Sit down, John." Cheryl waited until John sat down and then turned her
attention to back to Barbara.  "Ok, Barbara.  I want you to crawl over to
John on your hands and knees and start sucking on that big dick of his
while I get ready."

   "Yes, Mistress Cheryl." Barbara crawled over to where John was seated
and took the tip of his cock into her mouth.  As she worked her lips and
tongue over John's dick, she glanced up at him and saw him staring straight
ahead, not at her.  Sh e feared that he had lost all respect for her and
didn't want to see her anymore.  What she didn't know was that John was
staring across the room at Cheryl who was busy getting herself nude.  She
found out soon enough when she saw Cheryl, completely naked, straddle
John's legs and lower herself onto his lap with her pussy staring directly
at Barbara.

   "That's fine, Barbara.  Now you can guide that baloney right into my
pussy, but do continue licking his balls while I ride this horse home."
Cheryl chuckled as she raised herself up off John"s lap.

   Barbara took John's cock and positioned the tip against Cheryl's soaking
pussy.  She held it in place and watched as Cheryl lowered herself onto it
ever so slowly, then rise up again only to start lowering herself onto it
once more.  She began licking John's balls as Cheryl continuing pumping on
his rod.  Her face was only inches away from the action and every time
Cheryl would lower herself, Barbara felt Cheryl's pubic hair on her
forehead and then her labia on her nose.  The smell of f emale sex juices
were not new to Barbara any longer, but she now found that they excited
her. Not in a sexual way, she was completely spent this evening and was
merely carrying out orders in a robotic method.  Not sexual, but in a
strange, forbidden way.  Like the excitement she got as a teenager when she
would sneak a smoke when her parents weren't looking, or skinny-dip in the
pool late at night knowing that the neighbors might be watching.

   Cheryl felt John's dick pounding on her cervix and stretching the walls
of her vagina.  It was a divine ache.  She continued working up and down as
she watched the others.  Pam had picked up the vibrator and was working it
in and out of her pussy while Lynn sat mesmerized by the sights and
couldn't help but rub her small twat.  Beth still couldn't take her eyes
off Barbara.  Cheryl snapped her fingers at Beth and when she looked up,
wagged a finger at Beth then at Barbara's elevated hips and spread thighs.
Beth caught on to the meaning and crawled over to Barbara's waiting cookie.

   Barbara felt someone's hand gently spreading her vaginal lips followed
by the delicate touch of a tongue licking her entire slit and clitoris. 
She spread her legs a little wider to allow whoever it was better access.
She enjoyed this.  All night long it was her playing the active part and
now someone was actively, tenderly caressing her sex with their tongue.  It
thrilled her and she began to lick John's balls a little faster and with
more determination than ever.

   Cheryl looked around the room at the orgy unfolding before her eyes and
began pumping faster.  She could tell John was nearing climax and pumped a
few more times, very deeply, before reaching down and pulling the cock from
her pussy.  She moved her hand back and forth over the soaked tool until it
began to throb and she knew John was coming.  At that instant, she pointed
down at Barbara's tongue and had her long awaited orgasm as she watch
John's dick spew forth massive amounts of cum over his wife's eyelids,
nose, lips and tongue.

   For the first time since Cheryl had sat on his dick, John opened his
eyes.  He was stunned by what was transpiring before him.  The feast was
too much for his mind to decide what entree to look at, and his eyes went
from Lynn masturbating with three fingers in her spread box to Pam, head
thrown back, reaching orgasm with the help of the vibrator, to Beth, nose
buried in his wife's ass, as she licked Barbara's much used cunt and
finally to Barbara's cum covered face.  He felt Cheryl's weight shift as
she leaned back and rested on his chest.  He hated to admit it but Cheryl
was one hot woman and one helluva fuck.  In spite of, or maybe it was
because of, all Cheryl had done to his wife, he found a new admiration for
this young gal.

   Cheryl relaxed against John and watched everyone around her pleasing
themselves in various manners.  When it became obvious that all, with the
possible exception of Beth, had reached orgasm, she got off John's lap and
summoned Barbara to join her in the center of the room.  When Barbara was
positioned correctly, Cheryl reached behind her to a snack tray and removed
some objects.

   "You've done well tonight, Barbara, with the exceptions of a slip of the
tongue and some uncalled for hesitation now and then.  In light of your
fine performances elsewhere, I've decided your punishment should be light
this time.  First, let's hope these clothes pins will help to remind you of
your transgressions and teach you to treat your mistresses with respect."

   Cheryl held a clip-on clothes pin in each hand and showed them to
Barbara before opening their jaws and attaching one to ea ch of Barbara's
nipples.  She watched as Barbara winced when she released each pin and it
squeezed each nipple almost flat.  Cheryl reached back to the snack table
and grabbed a sand paper covered ping-pong paddle.  "Secondly, I believe a
spanking is in order here to stress the seriousness of your misdeeds.  Tell
me, Barbara.  How many whacks do you think you deserve tonight?" Cheryl
looked at Barbara's eyes, filled with pain and shame, and held the paddle
up for her to see.  She waited for a r eply.

   "I ...  I ...  I don't know, Mistress Cheryl." Barbara looked pleadingly
at Cheryl as tears began to swell in the corner of her eyes.  "Please,
Mistress Cheryl.  Don't spank me tonight.  I promise it won't happen again.
I've learned to obey you and my mistresses.  I'll do anything you want just
please, please no spanking and please take these clothes pins off my
nipples.  They hurt bad."

   "They should hurt, Barbara.  That's why we call it 'punishment'.  It
wouldn't be much discipline if they felt good.  But I still think you
should be spanked.  Since you don't know how many strokes of the paddle you
deserve, I have an idea how to settle it.  Excuse me." Cheryl left the room
and went to the kitchen.  She promptly returned holding a cold cucumber in
her hand which she held up for the sobbing Barbara to look at.  "If you can
hold this cucumber in your cunt, with legs spread mind you, for 20 minutes
you won't be spanked.  HOWEVER, for each second it is out of your pussy,
you'll get one stroke.  When, and if, the cucumber falls, you can bend
down, pick it up and put it back in - then put your hands back behind your
head.

   " I'll count out each second.  When the 20 minutes is up, we'll total
the seconds I've counted and that's how many strokes you'll get.  Got it?"

   "Yes, Mistress Cheryl.  P...Please ..." Barbara's pleas were cut short
when Cheryl reached out and repositioned the clothes pins on her nipples.
The pain increased when the pins were released but was greatly magnified
when they were reattached.  Barbara knew that she couldn't possibly hold
that big cucumber in her vagina for 20 minutes.  The combination of her 2
orgasms and Beth's tongue had made her vagina very slippery.

   "No more begging.  You'll have your opportunity to beg as you beg each
one here for their forgiveness for your blubbering during this punishment
session when you show them your 'respect'.  Are you ready?" Cheryl gritted
her teeth and her annoyance at Barbara's crying showed.

   "Yes, Mistress Cheryl."

   "Very well then." Cheryl bent down and prodded Barbara's legs to spread
them a little further apart.  After Barbara adjusted her widened stance,
Cheryl began inserting the cucumber into her pussy.  It went in with very
little resistance and Cheryl knew it wouldn't stay there long.  She stepped
back and pressed the button on her watch to start timing the "endurance
test".

   Barbara felt the cucumber begin to slip out of her almost the instant
Cheryl released it.  She tried to squeeze her vagina around it and that
seemed to make it want to slide out faster yet.  Within the first minute,
the cuke popped out onto the floor and Barbara rushed down to pick it up
and reinsert it into her twat as Cheryl counted the seconds elapsing out
loud.  As Barbara pushed it back in, the girls laughed and shouted advice,
telling her to stick it all the way in.  Barbara final ly got back into
position as Cheryl's count reached five.  She remembered reading an article
in one of John's Penthouse magazines about Asian women who trained their
vaginas to squeeze tight around an object and she wished now that she paid
more attention to it.  Again the damned cuke hit the floor and Barbara, in
tears now, raced to get it back in, much to the delight of the howling
spectators.  This time Barbara wiped the cucumber dry on her leg before
ramming it into her pussy as far as she c ould.  That seemed to work much
better and it remained in longer, but it inevitably did fall out again and
Barbara repeated the process over and over until, finally, Cheryl signalled
that time had run out.

   "47 seconds." Cheryl announced to her guests as they all gasped, "ooh".
"47 strokes.  Now Barbara, had you not thrown a crying fit and said '10'
when I asked you how many strokes you thought you deserved, we probably
would have said "okay".  But your pitiful whining cost you 37 more strokes.
Let's see, to round things off, that's 12 strokes from each." Cheryl held
the paddle out towards Barbara and then "readjusted" the clothespins on her
nipples once more.  "Now, take this paddle, on your hands and knees, to
each of our guests, starting with Pam, and ask each one to give you your
deserved punishment.  When they finish with the paddling, I want you to
show them your respect.  Do you understand?"

   "Yes, Mistress Cheryl." Barbara took the paddle and got down on all
fours.

   "Tell me then how you're going to show them your respect," Cheryl
teased.

   Barbara's face turned crimson.  She not only had to do it, but she had
to tell them out loud that she was going to kiss their asses.  "I'm going
to ........." She couldn't say the words.

   Cheryl grabbed Barbara's hair and yanked her head up.  "Yes?  Go on. 
What are you going to do?"

   Barbara, startled by the sudden hair yanking, spit the words out.  "I'm
going to kiss their ass, Mistress Cheryl."

   "Very good," Cheryl chimed, as her grip on Barbara's hair tightened. 
"Describe HOW you're going to kiss their ass, Barbara."

   This was unbearable to the poor Barbara.  "With my lips and ...  and ...
my tongue.  I'm going to lick their assholes, Mistress Cheryl." Tears were
streaming down Barbara's face now.  The combination of Cheryl pulling her
hair and the clothes pins on her nipples didn't hurt as much as having to
say those words.

   "Okay.  Now get started.  And if you know what's good for you, you'll
work that tongue of yours like you've never worked it before.  Remember,
I'm last with the paddle and if I don't think you're doing your best, I'll
make sure you won't be able to sit for a week.  One more thing.  I want you
to count each stroke, out loud, followed by "Mistress whoever' so that you
won't forget their names again.  Go!" Cheryl stood, still naked, in the
center of the room and watched Barbara crawl over to Pam.

   Barbara handed the paddle to Pam and asked her to "Please punish me."
Pam took the paddle and stood up and directed Barbara to turn around and
put her forehead on the floor.  When Barbara was positioned, Pam took the
first swing.  It wasn't a strong swing and the room filled with boos and
chided her to put more feeling into it.  The second blow was harder and
began to turn Barbara's cheeks pink.

   As instructed, Barbara counted each stroke with a "Mistress Pam"
following.  Each time the sandpaper covered paddle landed, the pain
increased and caused Barbara to lunge forward a bit which, in turn, caused
the clothespins on her nipples to drag on the carpet and pull on her tits
causing even more pain.  By the time she had counted the twelfth stroke,
Barbara's cheeks were bright red and very sore.  Pam then instructed her to
show "her respect" and got down on her knees with her upper body resting on
the sofa.

   Barbara crawled around to Pam's exposed ass, reached up to spread her
cheeks, and began tonguing her ass.

   As Barbara tongued Pam, Cheryl kept shouting instructions.  "Work that
tongue faster." "get it in -- deeper --deeper" "Use your hands to spread
them cheeks wider so you can get in better." Barbara followed each order
exactly.  Partly to avoid the wrath of Cheryl and partly to delay the next
set of blows from the bigger and stronger Beth.  Pam began pushing her hips
into Barbara's face harder and harder and Barbara responded by trying to
push her tongue into Pam's ass deeper and deeper .  Barbara had mixed
feelings when she heard Cheryl proclaim that was enough for Pam.  On one
hand she was glad that part was over, but on the other, her aching butt
would now be subject to more pain.

   Finally, it was over.  Barbara had been spanked by all three guests and
had licked their asses until her tongue was almost as sore as her backside
which literally glowed like a bright red Chinese lantern.  The mere thought
of touching it sent shivers through her body.  She had no idea how she
would get by Cheryl's paddling.  She held back the sobs and crawled over to
Cheryl, who was now sitting on the arm of John's chair, and offered her the
paddle.

   "Please punish me, Mistress Cheryl," she whimpered as she planted her
head firmly into the carpet.

   Cheryl took the paddle and moved around to Barbara's elevated rump, then
back to her head.  "That sweet little ass of yours looks real sore Barbara.
What would you do if I let you off with no more paddling?"

   "Oh, I'd do anything ..  anything at all, Mistress Cheryl.  Please don't
paddle me any more, Mistress Cheryl.  I hurt so much, Mistress Cheryl."
Barbara felt elated that she might not have to go through any more
paddling. She would do just a bout anything to avoid it.  Her ass felt like
the skin covering it had been sanded off.

   "Start licking my feet." Cheryl watched the agonizing Barbara leap
forward and begin licking her feet.  She reveled in the power she held over
the woman and was glorified to display this power to her friends.  "That's
it.  Just like last time.  Don't forget to get in between each toe.  Now,
here's what I'll do.  I'll give you ten minutes to suck my pussy.  If I
come during those ten minutes, I'll forgive your spanking and let you show
me your respect, after which, you're done for the ni ght.  Agreed?"

   Barbara's mouth remained glued to Cheryl's feet as she answered.  "Yes,
Mistress Cheryl.  I'll make you come, Mistress Cheryl.  I promise." Barbara
flung her head between Cheryl's thighs and began moving her tongue over her
mistresses vagina as expertly as she knew how.  She tried to imagine how
she would like it done to her and used her hands to spread Cheryl's lips
and allow her tongue access to the clitoris.  She was excited to see Cheryl
beginning to respond to her probing and she moved her tongue back and forth
over Cheryl's vagina as she let a finger begin playing with the puckered
rim of her tormentor's ass.  Barbara glanced up to look at Cheryl's face
and noticed John watching her intently.  The sight of him watching her do
this rattled her and she shut her eyes and concentrated on avoiding any
more spanking by giving Cheryl the orgasm she wanted.  It didn't seem like
ten minutes had passed before Cheryl began to buck her hips uncontrollably
and start moaning.  A few s econds later Cheryl grabbed Barbara's head and
pushed it into her cunt as she came wildly.  Barbara, hoping to get the
night over with, slowed her tongue and allowed Cheryl to come down from her
high.  She then began working on Cheryl's asshole with as much vigor as she
had on her cunt.  As she worked her tongue around and into the gleaming
rim, Barbara repeatedly mumbled "I Respect you, Mistress Cheryl.  Thank
you, Mistress Cheryl."

   John sat staring at the road ahead as he drove home.  His wife beside
him sat sore, exhausted and nude.  Cheryl had instructed her to remain
naked until she reached home.  She also told her to keep the cucumber
inside her pussy during the ride and that she would find out if she had
disobeyed.  Barbara sat and twirled the cucumber between her legs.  She
wondered how long this would go on.  How long must she endure the
humiliation and pain.  A feeling inside her told her it would go on and on.
She leaned back against the seat.  Her eyes closed and her mouth formed a
wide grin as she dozed.  uture episodes planned are: The Bitching

   The Outing
   The Descent