Author: Spunk N. Wagnels
Title: Not With My Daughter! 11
Part: 11
Universe: Not With My Daughter! Saga
Summary: Marnie's humiliation continues as she is convinced to join a club 
with an initiation that is a little hard to swallow.
Keywords: blackmail, humiliation, exhibitionism, voyeurism, bondage

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at their discretion where and when it is legal to do so. Similarity to
persons, living or dead is coincidence.  The author reserves all rights.
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This is a continuation of a story, "Not With My Daughter!" & "Not With My
Daughter! Parts 2-10", which can be found free at "Spunk's Place" (See at
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Not With My Daughter!   Part 11
by Spunk N. Wagnels


Marnie left an impromptu modeling session $1,200.00 richer and with leads to 
follow to track down the photographer and his wife of her boudoir shots.  She 
needed to see the pictures soon, and pick out the ones she wanted, to have them in 
time for her husband, Roger's, 40th birthday that was coming up.

Marnie went to the nearest telephone and called the pager number on the old 
business card.  The number was not working and was not reassigned.  She looked 
up "Swaggers" and found it to be a trendy restaurant.  There were no customers at 
that time of the afternoon, so she described the couple to the hostess.  She started 
to feel like a detective.  The hostess thought she knew whom Marnie was talking 
about, but had not seen them in a couple of days.  Marnie went home, showered, 
and had dinner with Roger.  Brenda was still out with the Larcher kid.  She 
excused herself to Roger for the evening, saying she had to go out to work some 
more on his birthday present.

Marnie showed up at the entrance of "Shareholders".  She had never seen nor 
heard of it.  It had a well-appointed front, no windows to the street, and a doorman 
who stood by the ornate doors.  She went up to the doors and waited for the 
doorman to open them.  It was a standoff for a moment, as he did not move.

Finally, he said, "Oh, are you alone?"  Marnie nodded.  "Are you a member?  I 
sorry, I don't recognize you."

"No.  I'm here to see Kenneth or Maggie Brannon.  Are they here?"

"I'll see for you Ma'am."  Then he called in through an intercom on the wall by the 
door.  "It will be just a moment."  He said with a smile.

Moments later the door opened, and there, finally, was Kenneth.  "Do you know 
this woman?"  The doorman asked.

"Marnie!  Oh yes.  She's with me.  Come on in."  Kenneth said.  "Here, let me 
show you around."
 
"No really, I can't stay.  I've been trying to reach you to find out about the pictures 
from the weekend.  I'm getting a little crunched for time and need to do some 
planning."  She said, standing in the richly appointed lobby.
 
"Oh, the pictures, of course.  No problem.  Now why don't you just come in a 
minute and have a drink with Maggie and me, say 'hi', we'll work out a schedule, 
and you can relax a bit, since you've gone to all this trouble to find us."  Kenneth 
said.  "By the way, how did you find us?"

"A lady at 'Bluesky Photo" told me I'd probably find you here."

"Glasses, busy, pushy, has an aura of always getting her way about her?" Marnie 
nodded.  "That's Carol she's been here before."

"What is this place anyway?"  Marnie asked, curious at the exclusivity and money 
that obviously went into it.

"It's a club for people who like to share."  Kenneth said.

"Share what exactly?"  Marnie said now curious and suspicious.

"We share time, ideas, affections, with other members."  Kenneth said.  Marnie 
was getting hung up on the word "affections".  "I could show you around first, if 
you like."

Marnie's curiosity was beginning to peak.  "That would be nice."

"First you can go in there and put your things in a locker and I'll meet you out the 
other door in the main area."  Kenneth instructed.

Marnie went into the room confused.   First, she entered a brightly-lit room with 
ornately trimmed mirrors and Victorian reproduction furniture painted off white.  
As she rounded the corner, she found herself in a locker room with a lady 
attendant in a small maid uniform.   She led Marnie to a locker that was empty.  All 
Marnie had was a purse, so she felt it odd to have a whole locker for it.  She sat 
down in front of it and just thought about the place for a few minutes. There were 
two voices from the other side of her row of lockers, then the sound of a locker 
door shutting.  Her mind followed the voices walking toward the end of the row and 
into her view at the aisle.  The two women were naked.

"What have I gotten myself into?"  She thought.  "Now Kenneth is inside probably 
waiting for me, expecting me to come out like those two ladies.  What should I 
do?"  Marnie debated.  "Kenneth and Maggie have both seen me naked. They 
know my body almost as well as Roger does.  But the other people.  How would it 
be so different from the nude beach, though?"  She thought, as she started to 
absentmindedly toy with the buttons on her blouse.

"Can I help you with anything, Ma'am?"  The attendant asked solicitously.

"No, I can . . . well, maybe you can.  Could you tell about this place?  I have never 
been here before."  Marnie asked, as she continued to remove her things.

"Yes Ma'am.  This here is a private club for couples to get together and share any 
and everything with other couples who think the same."  The attendant related.

"So I'm here alone, is that a problem?"  Marnie asked, now down to her 
underwear. 

"No, if you don't mind me saying so, a beautiful woman like you will find nothing 
but warm welcomes, I'm sure."
 
"I saw two ladies walk out without any clothes on."

"Yes Ma'am, that's the way they do it here."

"You mean I should go out there without any clothes on too?  There isn't 
something I could wear, I only know one of the couples."  Marnie asked hopefully.

"You'll be more comfortable without the clothes Ma'am, I believe.  You'd feel like 
you're fitting in more."

"Everything, hunh?"  Marnie asked to confirm.

"Yes Ma'am, I believe so."  Marnie put the rest of her things in the locker.  
"There are things in here you can use to freshen up with if you like."  The 
attendant said, directing Marnie's attention to a well-stocked bathroom, shower, 
and makeup area.

Marnie looked at herself in the mirror and tussled her hair a bit.  The attendant 
looked on admiringly at her breasts and well toned body as Marnie primped.

"I guess it's time to face the music.  Anything else I should know before I go out 
there?"  Marnie asked to be safe.

"I guess, just let yourself enjoy, Ma'am."  The attendant said.

"Thank you."  Marnie said, as she opened the door to enter the club.

Marnie was first confronted by lush tropical vegetation.  "They must have bright 
lights at some time during the day to grow these babies." She thought. As she 
followed a windy path, she came across all manner of alcove spaces, some with 
couches, some with circular booths, others with cushions and still others with 
apparatus reminiscent of a movie she made a while ago.  Most of the people she 
encountered in these spaces were oblivious to her as they talked, groped, and 
openly masturbated, as she passed them.  Some looked up at this new beautiful 
stranger in their midst, but Marnie kept on walking and avoided eye contact, so 
she wouldn't be drawn into these alcoves of debauchery before finding Kenneth or 
Maggie.

There were both male and female servers wearing bow ties around collars and 
cuffs on their wrists but nothing else.  The males had varying stages of hardons 
and the females walked as if they were trying to stimulate an itch away between 
their legs.  It was not until Marnie was to meet up with the Brannons that she 
would understand why.
 
The first obstruction in her path was a large tiled hot tub spa which could hold 
probably ten to twelve people, but was now holding four.  Marnie was beginning to 
wonder if the Brannons were still even there, things were starting to look familiar 
as she walked along, as if she had been along the path there before, or was it just 
more of the same.  A server came up to her and offered her a cloudy drink from a 
tray, which turned out to be a margarita.   Marnie took it.  Smiled a thank you, but 
the server stood there a few seconds as if he was waiting for a tip.  Marnie was 
puzzled because she obviously had no money on her.  The server eventually went 
on looking somewhat disappointed, as if he had been stiffed.
 
Marnie finally found the Brannons in a booth, with another couple, looking at her 
interaction with the server.  She learned that the server actually wanted to be 
stiffed.  It was a cashless room.  The Brannons had Marnie's drink put on their 
tab.  The members would stroke the genitals of the servers to tell them how many 
dollars to put on their tabs as a tip with each stroke.  If they made the server cum, 
then their tab was cleared, and the server paid for it out of their earnings.  The 
server was vested in their tip, however, if it reached twenty-five dollars or better 
per person regardless if they were made to cum afterwards.

"Hi Maggie."  Marnie said in greeting.

"Hi Marnie, nice to see you again.  These are friends we made this evening, Susan 
and Bill.  Please join us."  Maggie said.

Marnie slid into the round booth with her drink and joined the four.  "Boy, this is 
quite some place you belong to."  Marnie said half in flattery and half for real.

"Yes, it has been quite a joy for us."  Kenneth responded.  "You and Roger, is it, 
should join."
 
"Oh, I don't think we could afford this place.  We probably would have to mortgage 
the house just to pay the initiation fee."  Marnie said.

"You'd be surprised.  A night on the town here is not much more than dinner and 
the theater.  As far as the initiation goes, I could make you a member tonight, and 
the initiation wouldn't cost you a cent."  Kenneth proposed.

"Maybe another time.  Now how about those pictures.  When would I be able to 
see them?"  Marnie asked, as a server came to replace her drink.  She looked at 
the server's cock, then Kenneth.

"Go ahead, tip the gentleman.  Give him five."  He said.

Marnie hesitated and then put her hand on the server's cock and stroked it five 
sensuous times. "I'll take one." Bill said,  "Give him five for me."  Then Susan 
took a drink.
 
"You know Marnie, you don't have to stroke him with your hand, it can be with 
anything, like your mouth, for instance.  If you get him to cum against his will, we 
get all of these for free."  Kenneth advised. 

"You can make my tip ten, if you use your mouth."  Susan said.

"No I couldn't."  Marnie said, a little tipsy.

"Sure you can.  Close your eyes and pretend he’s Roger.  Come on.  You can do 
it.  Win one for the Gipper."  Maggie encouraged.

"Whose that?"  Marnie asked.

"Oh it’s not important.  But, if you don't hurry, what you've done so far will be 
lost.  Come on.  We are all rooting for you."  Said Kenneth.

Marnie looked around at the friendly people, started to feel a wave of alcohol wash 
over her, and looked at the server's cock and swallowed it deep in her mouth.  As 
she pulled off of it and plunged back down, the table counted "one", and kept on 
counting until Susan's ten dollars were all chalked up.  The server was hard and 
sweating.  The evening's tips were having an accumulative effect on him.  The 
table sensed a possible victory.  Maggie said, "I'll take a drink for ten."

The group counted out her strokes.  Marnie thought she tasted some precum and 
chugged her drink to have another,  "I'm in for ten."  She said, and sucked on the 
server's cock mercilessly.
 
The server’s balls were tight up in his scrotum, and he wanted to leave. Kenneth 
downed his drink and said,  "Hey wait, I'll take another.  Put me down for ten.  Go 
Marnie.  I don't think we can do much more."

Marnie sucked and pumped and squeezed his balls to get him to cum.  The server 
was on tiptoes and holding on to the table, after putting the tray down by the count 
of five.  Marnie kept up the attack and at nine, the server exclaimed, "Oh shit, not 
now." and came in Marnie's mouth as she finished ten.  She spit his cum out in one 
of the empty glasses before he put it on his tray.  The others stood and high-fived 
each other.  Then Maggie turned and hugged Marnie.  Bill came around from the 
other side and did the same.

The booze, the excitement, and the congratulations were all going dizzily to 
Marnie's head.  She was starting to have the time of her life, but she still made an 
attempt to focus.  "Now about getting to look at those pictures."  She asked 
Kenneth.

"Well I'll be at Bluesky next week, I could come by your house this weekend, or 
you could find us here tomorrow night, but there is a restriction to bringing in the 
same guest more than once in a week.  How about going through that free initiation 
and becoming a member.  Then you could meet us here tomorrow night as a 
member and there would be no problem."

"Well how do you become a member with free initiation?"  Marnie asked.

"It's simple, first they announce there will be an initiation, and all who care to 
attend congregate and witness you making it with some men and with some women 
members.   After the ceremony, you remain a member as long as you keep your 
dues paid.  You could try the place for a month, and if you like it enough to stay a 
member, you can decide to pay dues, if not, at least you had the opportunity to try 
it out.  What do you think?"   Kenneth asked.

Marnie's head was spinning.  She tried to weigh the initiation to the club against 
the indignities she was certain to be put through, if she had to deal with Larcher.  
This club was fun and exciting, but she could not picture Roger ever getting into it.  
What it boiled down to for her, was to either take care of the picture situation now 
by going through the initiation, or leaving a great deal to chance by putting it off for 
another week. She could not have either of the Brannons over at her house on the 
weekend.

"So who would I be initiated with, if I were to do it?"  Marnie asked, inching closer 
to accepting the offer.

"It could be anybody you like.  The four of us would help.  Then again, look around 
you.  If you see anybody you like, I guarantee you, that with your looks, you can 
have your pick."  Kenneth said encouragingly.

"Oh god, how do I decide?  If I do it, whom should it be with?  I have a business 
relationship, kind of, with the Brannons, but I trust them to be kind to me.  Bill and 
Susan seem nice enough, but you never know.  Can I get myself to do it with a 
woman?  Maybe one more drink would work."  Marnie was trying to ponder with 
slurred thought.  "God, I could use a good screwing right now, oh yeah, but not 
there, it's still too sore.  I hope they don't make me do it there.  Oh, and people are 
going to watch.  Come on you baby, people have watched you before.  These 
people probably all want you to join, like the Brannons do.  Remember the beach, 
you tried it to see if you'd like it and you did.  Maybe this would be a good 
experience too.  Oh god, but with a woman?"

Marnie was continuing the debate in her head when Kenneth interrupted her 
process with,  "Well, are we going to induct a new member here tonight or not?"

Marnie looked seriously at Kenneth with knit brow, then for a moment at each of 
the others, and in a moment of spontaneity, exclaimed,  "Okay, I'll do it."  As soon 
as the words escaped her lips, she went into a state of panicked remorse.

Kenneth motioned for Bill and Susan to let him out, and he left out of sight. 
Maggie patted Marnie's wrist, and then rubbed her neck and shoulders, to bring 
her to a happier state about her decision.  When Kenneth came back to the table, 
he announced, "All set."

People were starting to flow past them and a bell could be heard getting closer.  
When the bell ringer was in eyeshot, she was followed like the Pied Piper of 
Hamelin by members now streaming past their table.  "Com'on."  Kenneth said to 
Marnie.  "The bell rings for thee."  They all worked into the flow of people, and 
eventually found themselves in a whole other room.

The room would have to be described as theater in the round.  There was a small 
round stage, which was nothing more than a dais with a padded structure that could 
act as a small bed, couch, or trestle, depending on the portion used or how the 
articulations of the different elements making it up were positioned. Around the 
stage were two semicircular stepped platforms, that were covered with padded 
vinyl, so they could be washed.  Spectators could sit on the edge, stand, or lay 
down by twos, depending on their preference and the number of spectators present.

Kenneth and crew took Marnie to an end of the room, which had a walkway out to 
the center stage.  He said to Marnie,  "Now, I'm going to introduce you.  If you 
like you can use an assumed name, to keep your activities here anonymous."

Marnie thought a minute.  "How about 'Bonnie'?"  Marnie said, remembering 
another time with a group of men.

"Okay then, Bonnie it is.  Well, lets begin."  Kenneth said as he led Marnie and 
the entourage down the walkway to the center stage.  "Shareholders."  He 
announced.  "We present to you our newest member tonight, Bonnie.  She wishes 
to be initiated in the usual manner.  With your permission, may we begin?"  The 
audience responded with their polite applause.

"Let’s see," Kenneth was saying softly to Marnie,  "how about we do it like 
this?"  He said pensively, while he laid her down on her back.  Her head was off 
the edge and her butt was at the other edge.  Bill went off stage and lowered some 
ropes with cuffs that had been up more or less out of sight.  The cuffs were placed 
on Marnie's writs and ankles. Kenneth gave Bill the signal to hoist the cuffs a bit, 
and Marnie tried to get his attention.  "Could you see that you and Bill do me in 
the rear instead of my pussy please, it's awfully sore today."

Kenneth sat down next to her on her right side, patted her left breast, and said,  
"You got it.  Now relax and enjoy."

He signaled for Maggie to hand him an "X" shaped cross piece, which hooked to 
the cuffs, holding Marnie's arms and legs apart.  He then gave a signal to Bill to 
lift her four limbs to full stretch, giving her the look of a roadside cow with rigor 
mortis.   Maggie took Kenneth's place on her right side and Susan sat down next 
to her on her left.  They slid their hands all over Marnie's abdomen, breasts, neck, 
and traced tickling fingers around her face, arms and legs.  Marnie switched back 
and forth from enjoying the sensations and feeling repulsed by the thought of it 
coming from two women.  When Susan's fingers slid down and cupped her pussy, 
Marnie gasped in and held her breath, while stiffening her body in fear.

"Relax and enjoy, Bonnie, this part is for you."  Maggie said soothingly.

Maggie moved to between Marnie's legs, and gently felt around her pussy, 
learning its topography.  Susan got up and held Marnie's head and gave her a kiss 
upside down on her lips.  This was so strange to Marnie that she was awash in 
mixed up emotions.  Then Susan straddled Marnie's face with her cunt. Marnie 
almost gagged, and was moving her head from side to side as much as the limited 
fit would allow.  Susan did not let up.  Marnie was getting overcome by the female 
aroma.  Her nose was getting dipped in pussy juice.  Then she felt Maggie 
tonguing her clit.  Marnie started to moan.  Then she sought out Susan's clit, and 
Susan started to moan.  Each thing Maggie tried on Marnie's cunt, Marnie tried 
on Susan's.  Maggie started to sense this and watched Susan, paced her reactions, 
gave her the best cunnilingus techniques she knew to do through Marnie.  Marnie 
and Susan both started to squirm.  Marnie was relieved she could take this kind of 
stimulation without undue pain.

Susan started to cum.  Maggie did not want to let her off that easy and picked up 
her pace on Marnie's cunt.  Marnie, in turn, picked up her pace on Susan's cunt.  
When she started to get a flood of juice, she stopped and winced inside of Susan's 
legs.  With the movement of Marnie's face back and forth in repulsion and in an 
effort to get more breath, Susan could not take it any longer and backed off 
Marnie's face.

Marnie took the opportunity to catch up on her breathing, and started to realize 
that Maggie was leaving her hanging by standing up to hug Susan.  They switched 
places and now it was Maggie's cunt smothering Marnie's face.  Marnie got right 
to work before Susan took up the task at Marnie's cunt.  Susan's approach was 
different than Maggie's.  She plunged her tongue in her cunt, and swirled it around 
Marnie's clit, as if she were trying to wrap it around.  Marnie had never felt such 
exquisite sensations from a tongue.  Her stomach started undulating.  Her climax 
was approaching.  Maggie bore down, not wanting to be left out.  Marnie came 
demonstrably, jerking her head up into Maggie's cunt.  Susan noticed that Maggie 
was wanting to cum, and would not let up on Marnie.  She continued the techniques 
that were working.  Marnie went at Maggie's cunt like a wild animal.  Her face was 
the only thing she could move to release her tension.  Marnie's cunt was twitching 
and contracting around Susan's tongue, as Susan watched Maggie carefully.  
Maggie was alternating between going on tiptoes to pull away from Marnie's 
mouth and dropping down to get more sensation.  Maggie finally held on to the 
ropes holding Marnie's wrists for support as she came to her own earth shaking 
orgasm.  She backed off relieved when her waves of relief subsided, just in time for 
Marnie to have another climax rivaling the earlier one.   Now, Marnie was able to 
scream her pleasure to the delight of her audience.

After some applause, Kenneth signaled Bill to lower the shackles.  Marnie's arms 
and legs lay limply at her sides as Kenneth and Bill reset the structure supporting 
her.  "Well Marnie, you're half way there.  Now if I could just get you to roll over 
onto your stomach, we'll get you set for the rest." Kenneth said.

Marnie was repositioned over the padded structure, which was more like a trestle 
now.  Since she did not want the men to do her in her cunt, Kenneth had her 
kneeling with her knees fastened apart, bent over a "T" shaped configuration, to 
open her rear.  The cross section of the "T" went across her thighs and belly.  The 
trunk of the "T" ran along her abdomen to just below her chin, leaving her head 
free to go up and down.  Her full breasts hung down on either side freely, and her 
wrists were fastened to the floor, holding her in this position without any possibility 
of moving.

Marnie felt embarrassed and vulnerable, open and on display bound as she was. 
She scanned the audience, and found many of them looking at her with arousal. 
Others were not paying any attention to her at all, as they were in the middle of 
their own sexual performances, in solo, duo, and trio sets.

Kenneth moved up to Marnie's face and said,  "Would you mind giving me a little 
extra incentive?" as he put his erection in front of her face.

Marnie dutifully opened her mouth with the slight hint of disgust on her face, and 
took it in.  His was a lot better tasting than Larcher's.  Meanwhile, Bill was getting 
some lotion out of one of the drawers that were located on the front of the dais.  
Marnie felt a little pool of cool oil collecting at her anal opening, then Bill's fingers, 
as he prepared her hole for entry.  Kenneth slid his cock reluctantly out of 
Marnie's mouth and switched places with Bill.  Bill gave his cock to Marnie to 
suck and Kenneth went knocking at her backdoor.

Marnie was tight, and at first Kenneth thought maybe she would now like it better 
in her cunt considering the tight fit, but tried again, while holding her cheeks apart 
with his thumbs, to gain as easy an access as possible.  When he got it past the 
sphincter, he waited a second.  Then he slid it slowly in all the way and stopped, as 
Marnie groaned at the initial pain.  He waited for a few moments for Marnie to 
adjust to having his cock in her rectum, until a voice was heard from the audience,  
"Hey what the fuck is this?  Are you going to do her or not?"  A rude man spoke 
out.

Kenneth looked at the man, embarrassed, maybe more for the club than himself. 
He gained eye contact with him and tried to assess the situation.  Then he slowly 
slid out and in again.  Then the man piped up again,  "What do you call this?  This 
is no initiation.  I don't even think it is in the rules that the nominating parties are 
allowed to do the initiation, am I right?"  No one answered, as if no one wanted to 
take him on.

He came down from the stands and up to the stage.  Then he grabbed Kenneth's 
arm and swung him out of Marnie's rear.  Kenneth went stumbling off the stage 
and put his hands down behind himself to avoid falling all the way to the ground.  
Bill rushed to him to make sure he was okay.  Kenneth started to lunge at the man, 
but Bill caught him and restrained him from fighting with the bigger stronger 
opponent.

The man realizing that he would have a free go of it, went around to Marnie's face 
with his semi-hard cock and said, "Open up bitch."

Kenneth told Bill to find Kirk, the manager, while he stayed by to watch Marnie.  
The man was not getting any cooperation from Marnie, who said,  "No.  I don't 
want to do it with you."

He bent down and grabbed a nipple between the index finger and thumb of each 
hand and squeezed hard until Marnie screamed in pain.  Then he tried to get his 
cock in her mouth before she closed it again.  Next, he held her nose closed so she 
would have to open her mouth for a breath.  When she gasped finally for air, he 
shoved it in.  Then he grabbed her hair as a precaution against being bitten, and 
forced her to suck it.  When he was hard, we withdrew and went around behind 
her.   He looked up at the stands where he came from and waved two buddies down 
to join him.  When they were on the stage, he plunged in Marnie's rear hole in one 
powerful thrust.  As she opened her mouth to utter her reaction to the sudden 
extreme pain, one of the friends put his cock in her mouth to muffle her screams, 
while the other went down to the side of the stage and rummaged in the drawers.  
When he emerged with a riding crop, he started to slap Marnie's tits with it.

Bill came rushing in with Kirk, manager, who was now the only clothed person in 
the room.  Kenneth explained the situation as the scene continued.  Kirk said, 
"I've got to be sure she isn't consenting to this before I stop it."

He watched, as Kenneth pointed out Marnie's negative reaction to what was 
happening to her, but he wasn't certain that it wasn't part of the show.  When the 
first man came in a gut wrenching thrust and his buddy in Marnie's mouth pulled 
out to take his place, Kirk stepped up and asked Marnie if she was all right.  
"Please make them stop."  She said weakly.

"That's it, Gentlemen. Stop. Now stop!"  He said loudly, to the second guy who 
was trying to get his cock in her rear hole.  He took down the identification 
numbers on their hospital style membership bracelets and told them they were 
suspended from the club, pending disciplinary action.  Then he addressed the 
audience.  "Ladies and Gentlemen, please let me remind you that 'Shareholders' is 
a club for consensual activities.  Any rough play has to be welcomed by all parties 
to it, or it will not be tolerated.  Your continued membership is contingent upon 
this."  The audience acknowledged their agreement of this with their applause and 
whistles as the three violators walked out with their heads hung low swearing.

Maggie, Susan, Bill and Kenneth all rushed to Marnie, letting her up from her 
bondage, comforting her, and apologizing for what she had to go through.  Kirk 
came up to her and formally apologized for the establishment.  Marnie, although 
extremely shaken and sore, acknowledged their kindnesses and indicated that it 
was probably time for her to leave.

When she was home, she would have to put Roger off again due to her discomfort. 
Roger was being whipsawed from having to be ready to service Marnie morning 
and night to not being able to make love to her conventionally at all.  Marnie 
wanted to make it up to him, but she just could not let him inside her under her 
current condition.  She found him already in bed.

"Boy, this should really be something special for my birthday, with all the time you 
are putting in.  Come here and let me thank you in advance."  He said to her from 
bed.

Marnie went over to him, sat on the edge of the bed and leaned down to hug and 
kiss him.  Roger tried to snake his hand up her skirt to get her aroused. Marnie 
took that hand and grabbed the other and stretched them above his head. "Are we 
being naughty again?  I told you what I would have to do if you became naughty 
again?  Now I'm just going to have to teach you a lesson."  She said, her heart 
racing from venturing into new territory in their playing.

Marnie got up and looked in his closet for ties, the ones she always hoped he 
would get rid of, but kept hanging on to them for no good reason.  "I'm going to 
have to teach you not to put those hands where they don't belong."  She said, as 
she tied Roger's hands above his head to the headboard, meeting no resistance 
from him.  She tested her tying by tickling him.  He flailed his legs, but his arms 
seemed secure.  "Looks like I'm going to have to do the legs as well just to defend 
myself."  Marnie said as she searched for more outdated ties.

Marnie pulled off his boxers and tied his ankles to the feet of the bed. Roger's 
excitement was apparent by the erection bobbing for attention.  Then she searched 
for a light scarf to glide along Roger's body to torment him with pleasure.  When 
she had Roger in a sweat, she used the scarf to blindfold him while she got herself 
undressed and straddled his chest in a 69 position with her clit at his mouth.  She 
had him work her to her first orgasm before she started on his cock with her 
mouth.

He had her on the verge of her second, more powerful orgasm, when she had him 
madly anticipating his first.  With his eyes covered and her eyes closed, they didn't 
see the figure standing quietly in the doorway looking on.  "Mom!  Dad! Really!"  
Brenda said, as she closed the door briskly to their room.


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