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 A First For Me - (MF, oral, spank) [1997]

   I guess all stories of these kind have some sort of Disclaimer,
although, I'm not quite sure why I'm putting one here, as I don't intend to
send it to anyone that I'm not positive will enjoy it, but, anyways..  here
goes...

   I wrote this story over the past three days.  It is a work purely of
fiction (although, I'm sure it has happened to someone, somewhere, at
sometime!) I was given an assignment, more or less, by my newly found
Master, who, I might add, I adore and would do anything to please.  I do
hope this suits his tastes and that it fulfills what he asked of me.  It is
a story of a sexual nature (duuh!) and contains spankings.  I guess it's
kind of mild compared to some of what I've read out there, but..  I hope
it's not TOO mild!!!  Anyways, happy reading!  Please tell me what you
think, as this is my first attempt at a story of such nature (it came so
easily though, and I think I'll try to write some more if I get any sort of
positive responses to this one!)

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   I knew I was in for it this time.  Last week you had let an error slide,
but this time there was no escaping your wrath.  Sitting in your office as
you had directed me, I waited patiently for you to come and deliver my
well-deserved punishment.

   Jim had stopped by an hour earlier looking for you, but you were out on
an errand.  When he discovered I was home alone I could tell from the look
in his eyes that this was a moment he had been waiting for for a long time.
I had to admit, I'd secretly wondered what kinds of treasures he had hidden
in his pants ever since the moment you'd introduced me to him, but I'd
never had the nerve to ask you to lend me to him for a night.

   "Home alone, eh?" Jim asked me teasingly.

   "Yeah," I smiled.  "He's off saving the world, as usual!" I joked,
trying to lighten the tension I could feel building.

   "And he leaves you here to fend for yourself?  How very cruel of him!"
Jim replied, hinting at something.  I had blushed.  From the obvious
outline in Jim's trousers, I knew he wanted more than just a little
friendly chitchat.  Smiling invitingly I beckoned him to come sit on the
couch with me.

   "What is it that brings you by, Jim?" I asked, not really expecting an
answer, but wanting to keep up some form of conversation as we sat down
next to each other and I ran my hand over his chest and down to the bulge
in his pants.

   "Oh, nothing that can't wait until Monday, I'm sure," Jim replied, now
softly massaging my breasts through my blouse, easily pinching my nipples
since I never wear a bra when around the house.

   "Mmhmm," I mumbled, not really hearing what he had said over the sound
of his zipper opening and me sliding my hands inside his briefs to release
his now raging hard cock.

   I dipped my head and took the tip of his hardness into my lips, sucking
softly, then releasing him from my hold.  He was now leaning back against
the sofa with his eyes closed and running his hands over my back and
through my hair.  I pushed his pants open further and he raised his ass off
the seat so I could slide them and his briefs down and out of the way.

   Bending over more, I licked a line from the head of his cock to the base
and began to lick his balls, taking one into my mouth while I slid my hand
up and down his shaft.  Jim was now moaning in pleasure and mumbling words
and phrases like "Ohh yes...  mm..  baby...  that's it..  lick my balls..
mm..  suck my dick ..  take it all into your sweet mouth..  oooh..".  I
could feel myself getting wetter and I moved my attention from his sack
back to his hard dick.  I kissed and suckled my way up the sensitive
underside, paying special attention to the extra-sensitive spot right
before the head, nuzzling it softly and then moving to take him into my
mouth.

   I slipped my mouth around his full hardness, swirling my tongue around
as I went.  I still had my hand around as much of the base as I could and
was slowly jerking it up and down.  I opened my mouth as wide as I could,
for I had never had a cock this huge inside my mouth before.  I slid down
further onto his hardness, raking my teeth along as I went, sucking and
nibbling lightly, still running my hand up and down.  I softly fondled his
balls as I was sucking on his hardness, wanting to use my other hand on
myself, but knowing that this would give him more pleasure.  I squeezed my
thighs together loving the warmth and wetness I could feel between them.

   I could tell from the way Jim was squeezing my back and rolling his head
from side to side on the top of the sofa that he was enjoying this, and I
could tell from the small jerks in his cock that he was very close to
cuming.

   It was at that point that I heard a soft noise and glanced at the
doorway to the living-room and saw you standing there, leaning against the
archway.  I quickly pulled my mouth off of Jim's hardness and Jim opened
his eyes saying "No no!  Don't stop yet, I was so close!" before he
realized that you were standing there.

   I opened my mouth to speak and you quieted me with a glance.  Jim
mumbled some sort of apology or excuse, but it, too, was lost in your eyes.

   "I am off working to provide you with a wonderful life, and I come home
to see you giving head to my best friend and business associate?  What kind
of respect is this?" You started in, looking at me and then shook your
head. "No, don't respond, I'll deal with you later.  Go wait in my office."

   I wanted to say something, anything, but I knew that if I were to talk
back to you now, it would make things worse on me later.  I had gotten up
and left the room, not looking up at all.

   From your office I heard you talking to Jim.  You didn't raise your
voice once and I couldn't quite make out your words, but I knew that you
weren't happy about what you had found.  Jim's tone was very apologetic,
but yours was dark and almost sinister.  I knew from the way the
conversation was going that the wheels inside your head were turning and
you were trying to think of the best punishment for me and for Jim.

   Suddenly the two of you got quiet and I could hear shuffled footsteps in
the hall.  The door to your office opened and you walked in, leading Jim
behind you.  I was shocked to see that you had not let him pull his
trousers up.  They were wrinkled and around his ankles, which made walking
quite difficult.  As you entered, you spoke to me, "Since you seem to like
giving pleasure to my friends so much, that is what I am going to allow you
to do."

   I looked at you, not quite understanding, but you just went on.  "I have
brought Jim here, and you will finish with him while I spank you.  No,
don't say anything.  You have been misbehaving lately and I have been very
forgiving, but if this is how you repay my lack of discipline, then I think
I am going to have to be tougher on you.  Today I will spank you twice. 
Once while you are sucking on Jim's lovely dick, which you seem to so like
and once later when I have you to myself and with the cane." I cringed at
that word, my lips moving to form words, but again, you silenced me with a
hard glare.

   Jim however, did speak, "Y..  you cant do this!  I ..  I mean, don't
spank her it ..  it was my fault, she wouldn't have done it, I..  I urged
her on."

   You looked at him and smiled almost warmly.  "How honorable of you Jim,"
you said in a sarcastic tone.  "But believe me, you aren't all that
seductive that my wife cant say no.  She does what she wants and she shall
be punished for this.  Now be quiet, or I might find more reason to punish
you, too!" This shut Jim up nice and fast.

   Coming over to where I now sat, you trailed a finger lovingly over my
cheek and down my neck, hooking it into the top of my blouse and then you
got an evil look in your eyes and pulled down harshly, popping every one of
the delicate buttons, opening my shirt.  I jumped slightly, not expecting
this at all.  You commanded me to stand, and I obeyed, shivering slightly,
whether it was with fear or delight, I could not tell.

   You pulled at the string on the side of my skirt, undoing the bow and
the knot in one fell-move and pulling the wrap from my body so fiercely
that it nearly caused me to lose my balance.  I stood before you and Jim,
now completely nude, save my low heels and a slight strip of ribbon holding
my curls up on my head.  I had never before in my life felt so exposed and
naked.  Normally I enjoyed the release from clothing, being without always
made me feel so free.  However, right now I was embarrassed, I wanted to
cover myself with my arms, but knew it would do no good and would only
serve as fuel for the anger I could see building inside of you.

   Looking around slightly, you told me to kneel on the leather couch in
the corner of your office.  You then directed Jim to strip fully and sit in
front of me on the edge of the couch.  We both did as directed, wanting to
give you no further reason to punish us.

   Once Jim and I were in position you walked across the room and left for
a moment, heading for our bedroom I was sure.  When you returned, the
object you held in your left hand confirmed my suspicions.  It was my
hairbrush.

   You looked over at us for a moment, nodding satisfactorily.  The
position we were now in lent itself well to what you had proposed be done.
My face was almost smothered by Jim's crotch, I had my face turned now so
that I was able to watch your movements.  With me on my hands and knees, my
soft, round ass was displayed proudly for you and the spankings you would
play upon it.

   Crossing back over the room, you positioned yourself behind me.  "Take
his cock in your mouth," you commanded.  When I hesitated you unleashed
one, quick, solid smack across my bottom.  "What's the delay?  You seemed
quite eager to do it earlier.  Are you defying me?" I shook my head,
wincing from the blow of the hairbrush and positioned my face so that I
could suck on Jim's cock.  It wasn't quite hard yet, but it wasn't soft,
either.

   Opening my mouth, I slid it around his semi-hardness and began sucking
earnestly, wanting to please you.  Jim looked on in almost horror, not
knowing if he should be disturbed or excited by the scene he was now a part
of.

   Suddenly you began spanking my bare bottom.  As you hit it for the
second time, the first with Jim's cock in my mouth, I felt his hardness
driven hard into the back of my throat and gagged on it for several
moments, this distraction almost making me immune to the pain I now felt in
my ass cheeks.  Soon, though, you hit me again with a loud, resounding
*SMACK* that, also, pushed my forward onto his penis and I again choked. 
When the fourth and fifth blows came almost in unison I was nearly
prepared, and didn't feel quite as much pain in my constricting throat as I
did on my rear.

   My ass was burning from the stinging blows now, but I was into the
rhythm and could now suck his cock almost comfortably around the forward
motion from the smacks to my bottom.  My cries of pain were garbled and
muffled from the large tool filling my mouth and glancing upwards I could
tell that the erratic rhythm of your swats and my screams was having its
effect on Jim and he was off in his own Heaven.

   *SMACK* *SMACK* *SMACK* You hit me over and over again, huffing and
puffing from the strain and energy you were putting into your swing.  You
were like an all-star baseball player up to bat, pulling your arms way back
and over your head and swinging down and forwards for all you were worth.
You were switch-hitting, so to speak, striking first one cheek and then the
next, not quite breaking rhythm, but also not holding one so that I was
never sure just when or where the next blow was going to fall.  This effort
was not lost on me and I was crying profusely now, wanting to beg for your
mercy, but knowing it would do me no good and only infuriate you more.

   As my ass cheeks were nearing the deep purple stage, Jim suddenly,
without warning, erupted in my mouth and I struggled to swallow what I
could and still be able to breath around the flood.  You, noticing his
having reached this stage turned on the force and released blows upon my
butt that were so severe I cried out loudly around my mouthful of cum and
cock.

   "Five.." *SMACK* "Four.." *SMACK* "Three.." *SMACK "Two.." *SMACK*
"One.." *SMACK* You counted out the last of my spankings and hit with more
strength than I thought possible as you neared the end, the last swat to my
rear sending me into great cries of pain.

   Looking up at Jim you mentioned that he was free to go now, and Jim
quickly rose and dressed, feeling like a guilty child as he slipped out the
door, leaving me alone to my later punishment, but not wanting to stay
another minute.

   I stayed in my position on the couch, my hands and knees hurting from
all the motion they'd gotten, but my red-hot ass cheeks smarting a billion
times more.  You walked over to your desk, opened a drawer, took something
out, closed it, and walked over to where I was kneeling.  You sat at my
feet and pulled me back over to your lap, now in the missionary OTK
position.  I whimpered in fear, afraid that you were going to spank me
again, but you cooed and shushed me as if I were a small child.  When I
felt the coolness of your hand I realized you were now spreading a soft
lotion over my enflamed cheeks and I sighed in relief, letting my body melt
down over your lap.

   Talking to me softly you asked me if I had learned my lesson and I
replied that yes, I had and that you would never again catch me doing
something as disrespectful and naughty as I had done today.  You said that
was good and then you chuckled softly, asking if you could tell me a
secret. I said you could.

   You spoke softly, "I have to admit, walking in on you today with Jim
really did anger me .." I broke in to apologize again, but you continued,
"Shh, let me finish.  Although it really angered me at first, I have to
admit, seeing your small little mouth gobbling his huge cock like that, and
him laying there in seventh heaven, it really did turn me on.  Even
thinking about it now is starting to get to me." I could tell this was true
from the hardness I could feel pressed against my belly as I lay in your
lap.  "Now don't think this means you're going to get out of your second
punishing," you went on, "I was just thinking though, that maybe I'd like
to share you with more of my friends in the future.  What do you think
about that?" you asked me, emphasizing your question with a soft pat to my
bottom.  I replied that I would do anything you asked of me, that I loved
you and wanted to please you in any way that I could.

   "That's what I expected to hear from you, you little slut!" you laughed.

   Lifting me and setting me on my feet, you directed me towards the
kitchen where I was to prepare you a "feast fit for a King" as you put it,
as a third part of my punishment, and maybe you would think about being
kinder to me later on when I was to get my caning, but..  you doubted it,
and secretly, I hoped you wouldn't either.