Chapter Twenty-Six: Punished Again
At school the following Monday, I ate lunch by myself. The cheerleaders were at their table, and Kari was with them. The kept giggling and looking over at me, trying to pry details out of Sarah. I looked up one time and saw them all looking at me. I just grinned at them, and that sent them off into shrieks of laughter. Well, not all of them. Kari, Sandy and Sarah just had little smiles on their faces.
Towards the end of lunch, Kari and Sandy came over and sat across from me. Sandy said, "I guess we're both going to be getting punished again."
"I guess so," I said, "though Karen is the only one obligated. If you want to ease her punishment a little, though, I won't object."
"Where and when?" she asked breathily.
"How about tonight, at my house," I replied, then turned to Karen. "And Karen, you come too. You'll be spending the night."
"She's spending the night with you?" Sandy asked incredulously. "That's her punishment?"
"Well, she's not coming over to have sex with me, if that's what you mean," I explained. "Her punishment is just more ... excessive than your's, so she needs all night for it."
"What is her punishment?" she asked.
"Uh, uh, uh," I said. "Do you want me to tell everyone what I do with you?"
She bit her lip sexily, then quietly asked, "What if I told everyone what you did to me? Then would you tell me how you punish Karen?"
"Really? Why do you want to know so much?" I asked.
"Maybe there are other ways that I could share her punishment?" she said quietly.
That gave me pause for thought. I understood the spanking fetish - well, maybe I didn't, but it was fairly common - but it appears her desire for punishment went a bit deeper.
"As intriguing as that is, I'm afraid not," I said.
"Why not?" she asked.
"Because even if you want to give up your privacy, I won't do that to Karen," I explained.
"But what if Karen doesn't mind?" she asked eagerly, glancing at Karen.
"No, I won't let you try and pressure Karen into telling you her secrets," I said.
She looked disappointed, but left it at that. We settled on a time, and I told her where I lived, then we went off to our respective classes.
Kari arrived at my house first. I took her up to my room and she said quietly, "You know, I don't mind if you tell Sandy my secret."
"Really, why not?" I asked.
"It would be nice to have a friend to share it with," she said. "Plus, I'd bet she'd make a nice little slave for you, too."
"First of all," I replied, "I am not going to even try to get her to be my slave. I have quite enough slaves already! Second, if I tell her your secret, more will come out, including things about both my family and yours that I don't want anyone to know. So no, you will not be sharing your secrets."
"Yes, sir," she said demurely.
I thought for a second then asked, "Would you want her to see part of your punishment?"
"Whatever you think is best," she replied.
"I didn't ask what I should do," I said in exasperation. "I asked would you want it."
"It would be very embarrassing," she said.
"Is that a no?" I asked.
"No, it's not. I wouldn't mind her seeing it," she said, her eyes down.
"Strip," I said.
She jumped up and quickly removed her clothes. I got some ropes I kept handy and took her over to a wall where, handily again, I had some hooks sunk in just the right places. I tied her spread eagle to the wall, then covered her eyes with a blindfold. I started running my fingers all over her body when I heard the doorbell ring.
"Don't go anywhere," I said. "We'll be right back." I saw her shudder as I left the room, closing the door behind her.
I ran down stairs and arrived at the front door just as my mother was letting Sandy in. I had warned her earlier that Sandy was coming over, and I even told her why. I never just invited people over without letting my parents, and Girl, know; too much potential for embarrassment.
"Mom, this is Sandy. She came over to study with me and Karen," I said
"OK, dear," she replied. "Let me know if you need anything."
As I led Sandy upstairs, she said, "Study? Your mom lets you study in your room with two cute girls?"
"She trusts me," I replied blandly.
"Ha!" Sandy exclaimed.
We got to my room and I opened the door, stepping aside and gesturing for her to enter. She walked through the door then stopped with a gasp as she saw Kari tied to the wall.
"Oh my god!" she exclaimed, looking at me wildly.
"What?" I asked calmly.
"What's going on?" she demanded.
"Well, Kari is going to be punished as well, but I thought I'd finish up with you first, because her punishment will take much longer. I just needed a place to keep her until we are done."
She turned back to look at Kari, and I took the opportunity to do the same. She had a delightful blush to her face, and I could definitely detect a sheen of moisture on her exposed pussy lips, but she made no effort to hunch up or hide in any way; on the contrary, she stood proudly, her back slightly arched, a serene expression on her face.
I then looked over at Sandy, whose expression was somewhat less serene. Her mouth was slightly open and her breathing was heavy. She turned her head to me slowly, as if it were difficult to pull her eyes away from the sight in front of her. "You are an evil boy!"
"I prefer wicked," I said.
"OK, you are a wicked, wicked boy," she said, turning to me. "Where are you going to do that thing for me?"
"What? Do you mean where I am going to punish the naughty, nasty Sandy?" I asked.
She gasped, her eyes cutting over to Kari.
"Kari knows that you are saving her from part of her punishment by taking it yourself," I told her. "I thought it was only fair that she knew directly the service that you are providing her."
I walked over to the bed, and said, "Why don't you tell me why you are here?"
She looked nervously at Kari but said, "I'm here to be punished, because I was a naughty girl."
"And how were you naughty?" I asked.
"I bragged about how good you were," she said.
"And?"
Another glance at Kari. "I'm a nasty girl who likes to have my ... pussy ... licked, and I like to suck cocks."
"And what is the punishment that you are going to receive for that?" I asked.
"50 spanks on the ass," she said, he breathing quickening.
"Strip," I demanded.
Another glance at Kari, then she quickly pulled off all of her clothes and walked over to me. I positioned myself on the bed so that her face was towards Kari. As she climbed over my lap, she gasped again as she saw the ping -pong paddle that I had placed on my nightstand.
I rested my hand on her lovely ass cheeks. I told her, "I want to make sure that Kari understands what you are saving her from, so she will count out each spank. Are you ready?"
She nodded. I reached back and gave her ass a hard wallop. She screeched as Kari said, "One."
Again, and Kari said, "Two."
I continued until 10, when I stopped and lightly massaged her ass, dipping my fingers down to confirm her excitement. Before I continued, I wrapped the fingers of my other hand in her hair, and pulled her head up so she was looking right at Kari.
"Eleven," Kari intoned as Sandy watched her with wide eyes. As I moved towards 25, I noticed that Sandy's eyes kept cutting over to the paddle on my nightstand. After 25, I dipped my fingers into her, feeling her heat and enjoying her squirming. I played with her just enough to raise her excitement level, but not to bring her too close.
"Twenty six."
I saw Sandy's hands grasping the bed sheets as the pain intensified.
"Thirty five."
Sandy was panting heavily, tears glistening in her eyes as she pushed her ass back to meet my hand with every stroke. I ran my fingers down her juicy pussy lips and pressed firmly on her clit. She moaned deeply as I manipulated it briefly.
"Thirty six."
Again, my fingers brushed her clit.
"Thirty seven."
Again.
"Forty."
I ran my finger from her clit, through her pussy and around her asshole. She gasped as I touched her in a place that she didn't feel she should be touched.
"Forty one."
A deep thrust of two fingers into her.
"Forty two."
Another brush of her clit.
"Forty three. Forty four. Forty five."
I looked up and it was more than just glistening lips that Kari had. Her thighs were drenched.
"Forty six. Forty seven. Forty eight. Forty nine."
Two fingers went deep into her pussy as my thumb pressed against her asshole, not going in, but making sure she knew that someone was knocking. I left them there, unmoving, as Sandy squirmed all around; I wasn't sure if she was trying to escape me or encourage me.
One last thrust with my fingers, then "Fifty!"
I took my hand out of her hair, and she dropped her head on the bed. I lightly rested my other hand on her ass, just gently rubbing it. Sandy was very excited, close to an orgasm, but not quite there. After a few minutes Sandy lifted her head and looked back at me. I looked at her, but addressed Kari. "Kari, thank Sandy for taking your punishment for you."
"Thank you for saving me that punishment, Sandy," Kari said properly, though I detected a tinge of disappointment in her voice.
"I'll let you know the next time that I need you to stand in for Kari," I told Sandy.
She looked at me incredulously.
"You're done?" she asked.
"You got your fifty," I told her, rolling her off of my lap.
She climbed on her knees, her breasts jiggling so nicely. "But ... but ..." Her eyes cut back to the paddle. "But I'm such a bad girl! I deserve more than 50 spanks with your hand!"
"What makes you such a bad girl?" I asked.
"I begged you to lick me. I sucked your cock!" she said.
"But I already punished you for that," I reminded her.
"But I want to do it again!"
"Well, I guess if you did that again you'd deserve another 10 with my hand," I said.
"No, I deserve a lot more with this," she said, grabbing the paddle and thrusting it at me.
"I don't think so," I said. "That's for girls who are much nastier."
"But I am," she demanded near tears. "I'm a very bad, very nasty girl!"
"What do you do that is so nasty?" I asked.
She looked somewhat desperate as she thought about what she could say. I was about to give in and give her what she wanted when she said, "I want you to play with my butt more."
"What?" I asked.
"You can play with my butt. I want you to put your fingers in my butt!" she said.
She was quite a bright girl, and she had figured out what I wanted. I smiled and reached out my hand. She handed me the paddle and I placed it on the bed. I placed her on the bed next to it, while I took off my shirt. I climbed onto the bed and placed the paddle on her stomach. She sucked her stomach in and just laid there looking at it. I blocked her view when I sucked a nipple into my mouth. She was moaning, moving her stomach up and down, not enough to knock the paddle off, just enough to keep it making and losing contact with her skin.
I shimmied down between her legs, taking another look at her face. She did not return my look; her attention was completely on the paddle. I think I distracted her from it a bit when I dipped my tongue into her pussy and drank some of her juice. I started eating her, but for my pleasure, not hers. Her pleasure would come in a little while.
There's little in the world I like better than eating a really delicious pussy, and hers was delicious. As I enjoyed herself, her moans grew louder and louder. I inserted a finger into her pussy, and soon added a second. I pulled them out and sucked her clit into my mouth while pushing one of my fingers a short distance into her anus.
"Yow!" she cried.
I wasn't using any other lube except her natural juices, of which there was plenty, but I wasn't putting that much in her. I moved my fingers around a little as I continued mauling her clit.
"Oh my god!" she exclaimed. "I must be a nasty slut, because that actually feels good." I pushed my finger in a little more deeply as I stuck a clean finger back into her pussy. She was moaning and writhing (though again, not enough to move the paddle), and soon she was cumming. I love the taste of a girl cumming!
When she was finished, I didn't give her time to recuperate. I pulled my fingers out of her, giving her clit a last swipe with my tongue. Then I picked up the paddle and manhandled her onto her hands and knees, pulling my pants off at the same time.
I started hitting her ass with the paddle, not too hard, but certainly enough for her to feel it. With each stroke, I said a word. "Sandy ... is ... a ... bad ... bad ... girl! ... Sandy ... is ... a ... nasty ... nymphomaniac. ... Sandy ... loves ... to ... suck ... cock. ... Sandy ... begs ... to ... have ... her ... cunt ... eaten. ... Sandy ... wants it ... up ... her ... ass."
The entire time she was screaming and moaning, but she never asked me to stop. If my mother didn't know what was going on, she certainly did now. When I was finished as much as I wanted, I grabbed her hips and pushed my cock into her. She grunted as I sunk home, and gasped when my pubic hair and stomach pressed into her sensitive, red ass.
I grabbed her hips, putting my thumbs right on her sore ass, and I started pounding her. She was crying and cumming at the same time. She came twice before her arms gave out, and she dropped her head on the bed. She almost caused me to pull out, but I held on and kept pumping until I was ready to cum. I sunk deep and started to spurt when I heard her mumbling, "Cum on my ass!"
I quickly pulled out before I was done cumming. I spurted twice on her ass before I pushed my piss hole up against her asshole and shot my last spurts just into her ass. When I was done, I fell to the side, out of breath and energy.
As I caught my breath, I glanced over and saw Kari, straining at the ropes, liquid covering her thighs. Her hands looked like they really wanted to be touching herself. Then I was distracted as Sandy rolled over and pushed herself against me, giving me a deep kiss.
"That was amazing!" she said. "You make me do such nasty things, and then you make me like it! That was great!"
"I'm glad you enjoyed it," I said simply.
"Enjoy doesn't begin to describe it!" she said.
I glanced over at Kari again, and Sandy followed my gaze. Kari was panting heavily. "She looks so turned on!" exclaimed Sandy.
"Would you be in her position?" I asked.
She thought about it and nodded.
"And here I thought that you would be lessening her punishment, but you made it harder," I said.
"How," she asked quizzically.
"Well, we turned her on something fierce, and now you've left me too tired to do anything about it," I said.
She looked at me, then looked back at Kari, then back to me. Then she stood up and walked over to Kari. She looked over her shoulder at me and said, "You have no idea how bad I really am!" Then she dropped to her knees and pushed her tongue into Kari's overheated slit.
My mouth must have dropped open. Here was a girl who, a few weeks ago, wouldn't let anyone else touch her pussy with their tongue, and now she had her tongue buried in a different girl. Admittedly, after the first lick she pulled away and said, "Yuck," but she went right back for more. She didn't have to work at it for long, because only a few licks later Kari came, shrieking like a banshee..
She pulled away, giving me a self satisfied grin. "I couldn't leave the poor girl in misery," she said. "Besides, I'm a bad, bad girl." She walked, no stalked over to me, grabbed my head and gave me a Kari flavored kiss. Then she started dressing, wincing slightly as she pulled up her jeans.
When she was done dressing, she came back to me and kissed me lightly on the cheek. "Now you owe me," she said saucily and walked out of the room.
I laid there in my bed, too stunned to do anything. Kari was slumped against the ropes. My mother walked by the open door and looked in. She took a look at me, her eyes sweeping over my shrunken, stick dick, then she looked over at Kari hanging on the wall. "That was a very satisfied looking girl who just left," she said.
I just shook my head.
"Is everything all right here?" she asked.
I nodded and said, "Could you ask Girl to come up?"
She looked pointedly at my slimy dick and asked, "Is there anything that I can do for you?"
I blushed and shook my head. She walked away with a small smile. That was the second girl of the day that surprised me!
Girl walked in a few minutes later, and contrary to my mother's implication, I had her help me get Kari down and onto the bed, then clean us both off with a warm cloth.
I pulled Kari to me and apologized to her. "I'm afraid after all that, I'm not up to giving you the punishment that you deserve, but I'll do it another time."
"Can I still spend the night?" she asked.
"I'd like that," I said.
She kissed me lightly and said, "Good. And now you owe me."