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Our New Toy
part 06
By
Norm DePloom
As usual our games with Patsy had left us with really bad cases of nearly
terminal horny-ness. The only thing to slow our mad dash to the bedroom
where we planned to spend most of the night administering emergency first
aid to relieve our desperate conditions was my discovery of the missing
collar when I checked the front door lock. We didn't discover until the
next day that Patsy was actually closing the door to her parent's house
behind her, after walking home from our apartment, when she discovered the
collar was still around her neck. I still smile when I imagine Patsy
feverishly trying to get her collar off before her parents could see it.
Nancy and I spent several hours satiating our heightened lustful desires
then slept late into the following morning before waking up and, after a
long slow 'good morning' we got out of bed and put into effect our plans for
Patsy's afternoon and evening. Figuring that a day at school, filled with
exciting and shameful memories of her activities over the weekend, would
leave her horny, but determined to resist our influence and become once
again the 'pure' young girl she'd always pictured herself as being, we made
plans to be at her parent's house when she got home from school.
Patsy was obviously shocked speechless when she walked through the front
door of her parent's house to find Nancy and I setting in the front room
talking to her mother. Before the surprised look could evaporate from her
face Nancy took Patsy's arm and ushered her up the stairs to her bedroom
leaving me to entertain Patsy's mother. While Nancy and Patsy were upstairs
I continued talking to Patsy's mother about our ability and willingness to
make it possible for her daughter to attend the university as a full time
student instead of being a part time student at the junior college the next
year. Patsy's mother overjoyed with the idea.
Nancy
I pulled Patsy up the stairs after me, then into her bedroom. Leaving the
door open I sat on the edge of her bed then, ignoring the prepared speech
she had begun about how evil what we were doing was and how she just could
not go along with it any more, I reached up under her skirt and felt her
crotch. I pulled my hand out from between her leg and, reaching up, slapped
her across the face with enough force to sting her cheek, but not enough to
leave a mark.
"Did we or did we not forbid you to wear panties?" I asked her sternly.
"I'm just trying to tell you..." She continued until I slapped her a second
time a little harder.
"Did we or did we not forbid you to wear panties?" I asked her with a
display of growing anger. She looked around the room in confusion then
dropped her gaze.
"Yes Mistress." She replied, the speech she had worked on all day obviously
not going as she had imagined it.
"Then take them off." I ordered her, holding out my hand to receive them.
Patsy reached under her skirt with both hands and slipped her panties down
her thighs then, stepping out of them, she handed her panties to me. After
checking the crotch, I held the panties up so Patsy could see the wet area
that had been between her legs. "So," I continued reclining on her bead.
"You've been hot and horny all day?" I asked as I lifted my knees and,
spreading my legs exposed my own hot and horny crotch to Patsy.
"I can't go on..." Patsy tried once again to deliver her prepared speech.
"Stop it." I said almost load enough for her mother to hear downstairs as I
sat up and slapped her once more across the face. "I've heard enough. I'm
not interested in anything a little slut like you has to say." I leaned
back on my elbows and, after lifting and spreading my legs, pulled my skirt
up once again. "I'm only interested in what you are going to do." I
reached between my legs and stroked myself with one fingertip. "And right
now what you are going to do is lick your Mistress until she has a nice
orgasm." I sat up on the bed once again and, taking hold of Patsy's wrists,
pulled her down onto her knees in front of me.
"Your Master is downstairs right now keeping you mother busy telling her
about our marvelous plans for your education." I paused and, placing one
hand on each of her cheeks, pulled her mouth to mine and kissed her inviting
pouty lips softly before continuing. It felt like a jolt of electricity ran
through my body when our lips met.
"If we aren't back downstairs pretty soon he's going to run out of things to
say to her." I gave into temptation and kissed her again, holding it a
little longer and slipping my tongue slowly between her lips. Her lips were
soft and compliant, molding to my mouth and parting easily for my tongue.
This was the first time I had kissed another woman and the experience was
leaving me breathless and dripping. I slipped my hand into her blouse and
under her bra as I kissed gently up her cheek, then whispered in her ear as
I rubbed her nipple between my thumb and forefinger.
"Then he'll be forced to show her his collection of pictures of a perverted
slut peeing in public and getting her privates shaved." I moved my mouth
back to hers and slipped my tongue between her lips once more. I was really
getting turned on playing the aggressor. I pinched her nipples and ran my
tongue around her mouth until she began to respond. Breaking off the kiss I
reclined back onto the bed, pulling her face down between my legs as I
moved.
"You'd better do your best to get me off quickly so we can get downstairs
before He pulls out the photographs." Despite her beginning to respond to
my kisses, Patsy pulled back from my open crotch. I reached down between my
legs and stroked her hair.
"I've always wanted to be licked by another woman-" I told her in a soft
voice as my hips moved in small anticipatory circles on the edge of the bed.
"-and you're the woman who is going to do it." I gently pulled her mouth
closer to me as I continued.
"You better get used to it, you're going to be licking woman a lot in the
future." I almost laughed at the shocked look on Patsy's face. "You didn't
think you were just for my husbands pleasure did you?" I asked rhetorically
as I pulled her face the last inch and firmly planted her lips against me.
Between the excitement of forcing Patsy's mouth between my legs, the danger
of doing it in front of the open door where I could hear my husband and
Patsy's mother talking downstairs and the fulfillment of a long held fantasy
I came quickly grinding my self against Patsy face and cooing to her about
her great tongue work. I rode Patsy's mouth to a second orgasm before I let
her stand up and, after straightening my skirt walked with her back down the
stairs, my juices drying on her lips and nose.
"You know,-" I leaned over and whispered to her just as we walked into the
room where her mother and my husband were still talking. "-your Master and I
did it about six times last night." I let that sink in for just a second.
"And I haven't had time to wash up after any of them." Patsy almost made me
laugh with the look of disgust that came across her face.
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I could tell by the expression on her face that all had gone well for Nancy.
I could also tell by Patsy's expression exactly what Nancy had just
whispered in her ear. Patsy's mother and I stood and crossed the room to
where Nancy held Patsy possessively with an arm around her waist.
"Come on-" I said stepping between them and placing my arms possessively
around each of their waists. "-we've got to help Patsy study for her
finals." We said our good byes to Patsy's mother, and I escorted them, my
arms still around their waists, to the car, which had been left parked in
front of the house.
"She's got to be punished." Nancy announced as we pulled away from the
curb. I searched Patsy's downcast face in the rearview mirror as tears
began to roll down her cheeks.
"What did you do? " I asked her. Since I was answered only by sniffles, I
pulled over to the side of the street less than a block from Patsy's
parent's house. Getting out of the car and pulling Patsy behind me I
climbed over the grass covered levee into the city park. Since this
particular park was also used as an emergency storm reservoir during the
rainy season its interior was hidden from the view of the people driving or
walking by, but not from the view of the second story windows of the houses
surrounding the park. Without saying a word I put my hand on the back of
her neck and 'marched' her across the park and up to the end of a picnic
table.
"Lean over and grab the edges with your hands." I ordered pushing
forcefully on the back of her neck, making her bend at the waist and lay
face down on the table.
"Reach out and grab the edges." I ordered again with my hand on her back
keeping her from standing up.
"Please Master-" She whispered through her sobs. "I won't be bad again."
While keeping the pressure on her back I leaned over close to her ear.
"Reach out and grab the edges of the table-" I spoke slowly and distinctly
like I was addressing a child. "-and don't let go until you are told to."
Patsy wiped her eyes then reached out and grabbed the table edges so hard
her knuckles turned white. I moved my hand slowly down her back and across
her trembling butt. After giving her rear a squeeze I stepped around to
where Patsy could see me then, while Nancy slowly lifted Patsy's skirt
revealing her firm naked bottom, I let Patsy watch as I loosened my belt
buckle and, ever so slowly, pulled my belt out of my belt loops, wrapping it
around my hand as I watched the growing terror in Patsy's eyes.
"No...Oh God...Please no." Patsy sobbed with growing hysteria as the
realization that she was about to receive a public spanking on her bare
bottom sank in. While Nancy continued 'preparing' Patsy's naked butt for
the upcoming punishment, I sat on the cement bench, putting myself more on
Patsy's level.
"We've been kind and gentle with you-" I said in a sad voice as I laid my
belt on the table for her to see while I talked. "-but it seems that you
don't really take our orders seriously." I gently wiped a tear from her
cheek as I talked. "What are you being punished for?" I asked in a quite
voice as I gently caressed her arm with my belt.
"I wore panties to school." She answered in an almost inaudible voice. I
sighed and shook my head sadly.
"Were we in any way unclear about forbidding you to wear panties?" I asked
as I watched a shiver run through her body as the belt moved up her arm,
across her armpit and onto the side of her breast.
"No." She whispered. I leaned closer to her ear.
"I had hoped-" I spoke softly to her as I ran my fingers tenderly through
her hair. "-that we had failed you as your Master and Mistress." I paused
for dramatic effect. "Because, if we had failed, if it was our fault I
could go easy on you, but, by your own admission, we are dealing with an act
of willful rebellion." I allowed my voice to grow louder and harsher. "You
got up this morning and said to yourself 'They can't force me to go to
school without panties'." I let my voice rise even higher in intensity if
not in volume. "Then you reached into your underwear drawer, grabbed a pair
of panties and defiantly pulled them up your legs, covering the part of your
body that we had repeatedly ordered you to never cover." Patsy shed tears
copiously as she nodded her head in assent. I sat back down end spoke in a
gentler voice as I resumed stroking her hair tenderly.
"Tell me-" I asked leaning forward and speaking softly into her ear "-did
you just grab a pair at random? Or did you search through your panties
looking for the perfect pair to defy us with?" I paused waiting for her
answer.
"I searched for my favorite pair." Patsy stammered through her sobs. As
much as I would have loved to draw the process out, noticing that several
young men had already gathered around, eager no doubt for their first really
good look at a woman's bare crotch, I decided we needed to wrap things up
and leave the park.
"Normally-" I continued as I stood up. "-such willful rebellion would call
for twenty or thirty lashes." I paused to let the numbers sink in, then I
leaned over and wiped the tears off her cheek again. "Since this is your
first offense we are going to give you just a taste of what will have coming
if you ever defy us again. Nancy-" I said turning to my wife.
"Yes dear?" She responded stopping her inspection of Patsy's exposed nether
regions.
"Do you have the offending panties?" I asked holding out my hand.
"Here they are honey." She answered as she pulled them from her pocket
then, after placing them in my waiting hand, continued with her inspection.
"You will receive five lashes from your Mistress for wearing panties-" I
informed Patsy as I pushed the panties crotch first between her slack
compliant lips and into her mouth. "-then you will receive five from me for
refusing to answer when I asked you what you were to be punished for."
Satisfied that she had taken enough of the panties into her mouth to gag any
screams I leaned close to her ear once more. "You just pretend that your
wrists are tied to the table edges and don't turn loose until we tell you
to." I gave her hair another gentle pet then after handing my belt to
Nancy, I stood back to watch the action.
To my surprise Nancy stepped back and put her entire weight behind the first
swing. The belt hitting Patsy's naked butt sounded like a gunshot in the
quite park. Patsy's body jerked violently when the belt landed and a
muffled cry could be heard through her panty gag. I enjoyed watching Nancy
whipping Patsy's rear so much I continued watching as Nancy delivered all
ten strokes.
Each time the belt hit, Patsy would jerk and another red welt would appear
across her rear or the back of her thighs. After counting ten I stepped in
and grabbed Nancy's arm before she could deliver another one. When I
grabbed her wrist Nancy was spun around by her momentum and ended up in my
arms. Her eyes shown, her face was flushed with excitement. As soon as her
body touched mine our lips met, our tongues danced and our hips gyrated
against each other.
After a long passionate kiss we broke, and each moving to an opposite side
of the table helped Patsy back to a standing position. We both held Patsy's
quivering sobbing body while we stroked her hair and comforted her, telling
how good she had been during the punishment and that all was forgiven now.
Patsy sobbed against my chest and begged forgiveness for her disobedience.
We held Patsy sandwiched between us until her sobs began to die down, then
we walked her back up the levee and to the car.
Once we were back at the car Patsy pulled her skirt up and placed her hands
behind her back as she had been instructed, without having to be reminded.
After starting the car I paused to pull her skirt up a little higher, then
tilted the mirror so I could view her smoothly shaved crotch as I drove.
After observing my actions Patsy spread her legs voluntarily though she did
blush when I looked over at her before pulling away from the curb. As we
drove off a police car approached the park from the opposite direction.
"Well,-" I sad to Patsy as I turned the corner. "-it looks like the papers
won't have headlines about you having your bare ass spanked in Tuxedo Park
after all." Much to Nancy and my enjoyment, Patsy's blush deepened almost
to the level she had attained on Saturday.
