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From: an55148@anon.penet.fi (Hazer)
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Subject: Naughty Games, Ch9 - (BDSM)
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Date: Mon, 17 Jan 1994 15:32:07 UTC
Naughty Games
by F. M. Hazer
Chapter 9: The Birthday Surprise
"I don't know about this. Are you sure she'll want to go through
with it?" asked Judy. "Well if she doesn't, she knows the code
word and can stop at any time." said Miss Edwards. "Oh come on
Judy, it sounds like fun!" said Sally. "This will be a birthday
she'll never forget." added Miss Edwards. "Weeelllll, Ok." Judy
reluctantly agreed.
"I know that your birthday party is tomorrow but I wanted you to
have this gift today" Miss Edwards said as she handed Amy the
colorfully wrapped box. "Happy 15th" she added. They were sitting
alone in Amy's living room on the late Friday afternoon. Amy took
the box and pulled the bow apart on the ribbons. She then ripped
the paper off of the box. It was a brand-name clothing box which
obviously contained an expensive dress. With wide expectant eyes,
Amy opened the box. Inside she saw a rather drab looking
off-white material. She took it out of the box and held it up. It
looked like an off-white nuns habit. Amy said "It's ... it's
..." and turned to Miss Edwards with a puzzled look while
searching for the words to describe it. The words were not
forthcoming for there were no words to describe it. "Go put it
on" Miss Edwards said "now! Be sure to wear only what's in the
box." Amy took the box to her room. She undressed completely and
then took the items out of the box. She pulled the habit over her
head and put her arms into the sleeves. The habit had a string
tie in the front. She tied the string and then looked at herself
in the mirror. The habit was, in a word, UGLY. It was obviously
make from some kind of very cheap material. The stitching was
amateurish and the sleeves were not quit the same length. Amy
wasn't sure just what kind of a costume party this was going to
be.
Amy put on the cheap sandals that were also in the box and walked
back to the living room. Miss Edwards was not there. Amy looked
around wondering what was going to happen next when Miss Edwards
walked back into the room. She was dressed in a similar "costume"
except that her's was all black. "Oh you look cute" Miss Edwards
said, "Bring me your wrist belts and the padlock." Amy then
realized that Miss Edwards was going to play some kind of naughty
game with her. She had a mild sexual rush as she tried to figure
out what Miss Edwards had in store for her. She ran out of the
room and then ran back moments later with the requested items.
"Hold out your hands please." Amy held out her hands as Miss
Edwards buckled the familiar belts around her wrists. "Turn
around and put your hands behind you" she said. Amy did as she
was told and held still while Miss Edwards inserted the padlock
into the wrist restraints. Miss Edwards then pulled a hood that
was on her habit up over her head. She now looked more like a
monk than nun. Amy's habit had no hood. "OK, outside" Miss
Edwards said as she led Amy to the side door.
They walked outside into the late afternoon Spring sunshine. It
had been a mild day and now it was getting cool. The early Spring
air smelled good. Miss Edwards directed Amy to the small pasture
behind the barn. Amy could feel the dampness growing between her
legs; this was going to be a new naughty game and her lover, Miss
Edwards, had something special in store for her.
As they came around the corner of the barn into the pasture, Amy
saw the old swing set that she and Judy used to play on when they
were kids. There were now two short chains hanging from where one
of the swings used to hang. There was also a milking stool on the
ground directly below and between the two chains and a small step
ladder next to it. "Over there" Miss Edwards directed as they
walked toward the stool. When Amy got to the the stool, she
noticed that there were two other people standing off to the
side. The two other people were also dressed in the same type of
black habit as Miss Edwards with the hoods pulled over their
heads. Amy could not see their faces. Amy turned to Miss Edwards
with a frightened puzzled look in her eyes. Miss Edwards kept a
stone cold expression on her face and gave the curt order "Get up
on the stool." Miss Edwards held Amy's arm as she stepped up onto
the 30 cm. high stool. Miss Edwards reached down the inside of
her habit and retrieved the key that was on her necklace and
unlocked the padlock on Amy's wrist straps She then climbed up
two rungs on the step ladder to Amy's left. Miss Edwards took
Amy's left arm and held it up to the chain on the left. She
attached Amy's wrist strap to a hook that was on the end of the
chain. Miss Edwards then got off of the step ladder and moved it
to Amy's right side. She then attached Amy's right wrist to the
right chain.
Miss Edwards stepped down off the ladder and moved it well out of
the way. Amy was standing on the 30 cm. milking stool with her
arms held straight up and to the side. While her arms were
straight, her weight was on her feet. The two strangers moved
closer to Amy's front but the hoods were still hiding their faces
from Amy's view. The three black hooded people looked at Amy for
a few minutes enjoying her consternation. The simple bondage was
having an effect on Amy. She could feel the wetness increasing
between her legs.
Finally, one of the strangers stepped forward and unwound a small
scroll. A loud feminine voice read in a slow and emphasized
manner "Amy Snyder, you have been found guilty of wanton sexual
misconduct, unlawful fornication, and sodomy. As punishment, it
is the judgment of this tribunal that you be brought to this
public place so that all may see your shame, hung by your wrists,
stripped naked, and whipped until your soul is cleansed."
A sudden sexual flush filled Amy; this was one of her favorite
fantasies! Miss Edwards had planned a good naughty game for
today! While the pasture that they were in was out in the open,
it wasn't really "public" as it couldn't be seen except from
their own property. However, this new naughty game did have extra
spice as there were two strangers who were going to witness her
"punishment". This also caused mild fear and panic within Amy.
She didn't know who the two strangers were nor if they could be
trusted to keep her secret. At the moment, however, her sexual
urge far outweighed her fear. Plus, she completely trusted the
her lover, Miss Edwards.
Amy's thoughts were abruptly brought back to reality as Miss
Edwards yanked the milking stool out from under Amy's feet. She
was now hanging by her wrists with her feet three cm. from the
ground. By pointing her toes straight down, she could just barely
feel the grass on her big toes. Miss Edwards came to Amy's front
and took hold of the habit with both hands. In one great gesture,
the habit was torn open. Miss Edwards continued tearing the cloth
until it lay at Amy's feet; it was now a useless rag. Miss
Edwards removed Amy's sandals and tossed them away. Miss Edwards
picked up the tattered garment and tossed it aside. Amy was now
hanging by her wrists, stark naked, in front of two strangers.
Amy could feel the cool afternoon spring air on her bare skin. A
flush come to her face as she was awash with a mixture of
emotions. She had never before experienced such a combination of
humiliation, embarrassment, fear, and overwhelming sexual
stimulation! She had her eyes closed and head turned to one side
as if she were trying to hide from the eyes of the strangers. As
she slowly moved and bent her legs, as if trying to find a place
to put her feet, she could feel what was now a sopping wetness in
her secrete spot as the cool Spring air gently blew across her
blond pubic mound.
The three figures watched Amy for several minutes. She looked so
innocent and helpless as she hung there totally exposed. She was
beautiful! Finally, Amy opened her eyes and looked at the hooded
figures who were watching her. Her breathing was becoming heavier
and more labored as her arousal steadily increased. The hooded
stranger who had thus far been quiet handed Miss Edwards a whip.
Amy recognized it as Miss Edwards' (and Amy's) favorite two meter
"snake" whip. Miss Edwards took the whip, let the length of it
fall onto the ground and walked around behind Amy. Miss Edwards
parted Amy's long hair in back and moved it so that it hung down
both sides of her face in front.
Amy's breathing was now laboring. She was staring at the "quiet"
stranger when the first stroke of the whip kissed her back. It
landed high across her back on her shoulders and made a nice loud
snapping sound. Amy saw both strangers flinch as the whip landed.
And then the strangers watched Amy's performance.
Amy's head jerked back eyes wide open, her breath quickly inhaled
through clutched teeth. Amy pulled both knees up against her
chest. Her body went stiff and her breathing stopped. Three pairs
of eyes beheld Amy's beauty. The two witnesses were sure that
they would hear Amy scream the code word, "crackers", to stop her
punishment. However, Miss Edwards had played enough naughty games
before with Amy to know just how much pain Amy needed to
stimulate her. While the lash may have seemed cruel, and it may
have been to anyone else, it had just the right degree of pain;
any less would have been unstimulating, any more and the pain
would have overcome Amy's growing sexual urge.
Amy slowly relaxed. She lowered her legs so that they again hung
straight down and her body became limp. Her breathing continued
again at its labored pace. She slowly rubbed her thighs together,
one leg in front of the other. Her head was now bowed and her
eyes were half closed looking at nothing. She was in a world of
her own.
The second lash landed across her shoulder blades below the
first. Again, her knees jerked up to her chest and she gasped.
But this time, her head stayed bowed. It took less time to
"relax" her legs back down after the second stroke than it took
after the first. The rubbing of her thighs increased.
The "cleansing of her soul" continued with each lash landing a
little lower than the previous. Her breathing was now more like
panting. She continued to rub her thighs together. It was now
blatantly obvious to everyone watching that the entire inner
surface of both thighs were slippery wet; Amy was gushing! It was
a lewd exhibition.
Each time Amy lowered her legs, which was now the unofficial
signal that she was ready, Miss Edwards would deliver the next
stroke to the back of her young lover. When the eighth stroke
reached the small of her back, Amy's orgasm burst. Her head shot
back, her knees came up and pressed tight against her chest her
body twitched this way and that, and a muffled sound came from
her mouth. Miss Edwards seized the opportunity and delivered a
moderate lash to Amy's tight round bottom cheeks. A piercing
shriek came from Amy's mouth as her body shook with orgasmic
spasms.
The three pairs of eyes watched Amy's spectacle which lasted for
nearly 20 seconds. The stranger who had read Amy's sentence was
now rubbing the front of her habit between her legs not caring
about exhibiting the fact that she was horny. Amy's gyrations at
that moment were indistinguishable from a grand mall seizure.
Yet, she was in ecstasy!
Finally Amy's spasms ceased, her breathing slowly returned to
normal and her legs dropped back down. She was now hanging limp;
she was drained. This had been the most intense sexual experience
she had ever had. To be stripped naked and whipped in public was
deliciously naughty. Now however, her feelings and emotions were
no longer masked by her sexual urge. She now felt true
embarrassment and a tinge of real fear because she didn't know
who the two strangers were. After all, "nice" girls don't enjoy
being whipped naked in public to the point of orgasm. She could
also now feel the real pain in her back, although it was becoming
a pleasant throbbing sensation.
Miss Edwards announced "I believe her soul has been cleansed."
This was the signal that the two girls were to return to the
house. The girl with the scroll pulled down her hood and started
to walk back toward the house. Amy could see that she was a
beautiful Asian girl. The other "quiet" girl joined the Asian
girl and they both walked together. As they passed Amy's side,
the "quiet" girl pulled down her hood just before passing out of
sight. Amy was shocked when she recognized the girl. It was her
own sister Judy!
Amy's feelings of humiliation and fear increased. But now, a new
feeling joined the others, betrayal. Miss Edwards had revealed
Amy's darkest secret to the last person Amy would ever want to
know, her sister.
Amy moved her feet out of the way as Miss Edwards replaced the
milking stool. Miss Edwards gave the brief order "Stand up." Amy
slowly put the weight back onto her feet as she eased the weight
off of her shackled wrists. Miss Edwards placed the step ladder
to Amy's side and proceeded to free Amy's left wrist. Miss
Edwards looked at Amy's face as she let Amy's left arm drop. She
saw real tears running down Amy's cheeks. Miss Edwards was
puzzled. She wasn't sure if those were tears of joy or sadness.
In all of naughty games that they had played together, Miss
Edwards had never seen Amy cry except for the single tear when
the whip had hurt her breast.
Miss Edwards moved the step ladder to the other side and freed
Amy's right arm. She looked at Amy's face again and saw her lower
lip quiver as she burst out crying. There was no doubt now, those
were not tears of joy; something was wrong! Miss Edwards was
truly puzzled. Amy had obviously enjoyed their naughty game. Why
was she now so upset? Finally through choked sobs, Amy said in a
low voice "Oh Bunny, how could you? ... in front of my own
sister!"
Miss Edwards felt like shit. She had, in fact, betrayed Amy's
confidence to Amy's sister. For what had been planned to be the
ultimate sexual experience for Amy had now turned into a
disaster. However, Miss Edwards knew that Amy did not yet know
the whole story. So, Miss Edwards, still keeping in character,
said in a stern cold voice "The prisoner will remain silent!" Amy
stood passively on the milk stool, tears running down her cheeks,
while Miss Edwards again locked her wrists behind her back.
Miss Edwards escorted the naked girl back to the house. Amy
walked passively with her head bowed. They walked quietly through
the open door of the exercise room. Amy's eyes opened wide at the
sight that greeted them. The two girls were naked. The Asian girl
was laying on her back on the table with her bottom toward the
doorway. Her feet were pulled up close to her bottom and her
knees were spread wide apart. Amy could not see the girl's vagina
because Judy was straddling the Asian girl's head and had her own
head between the Asian girl's legs. It was obvious that both
girl's tongues were busily working on each other's clits. Amy was
again awash with a mixture of emotions. She couldn't believe that
she was seeing her own "straight" sister lapping away at another
girl's genitals.
Miss Edwards said in a stern voice "So, I see that you two
couldn't wait for us!" Judy looked up with a surprised look. Her
mouth, nose and chin were covered with wet secretions. She
quickly got off of the other girl, stood up straight and looked
at Amy. Amy looked back at her naked sister and realized that she
had never seen Judy naked before. Judy was a fully mature woman.
Her large full breasts were to be envied. Amy wondered if her own
growing breasts would develop like her sister's. Judy's full
pubic bush was sandy brown and much darker than Amy's golden
blond fleece. Amy slowly moved her eyes from her sister's mound
to her beautiful breasts and finally up to her face. Judy's hair
was shorter than Amy's and only came to the bottom her neck. Her
sister smiled knowingly at Amy and Amy blushed from yet another
emotion. "Nice" girls aren't supposed to have lust filled
thoughts about their siblings.
The Asian girl bounded up and quickly stepped over and stood in
front of Amy. She had long jet-black hair which fell below her
waist. Her breasts were small with small nipples. They were
smaller than Amy's still growing breasts. The girls small pubic
bush was covered with fairly straight black hair. The warm smile
on her face was infectious. The girl said "Sorry about that but
we were both too horny. That was the most exciting show we've
ever seen. One more minute and I would have popped off just
watching!" The girl kept on talking with boundless excitement.
"Wow Amy, you were beautiful!"
"By the way," Miss Edwards interrupted, "this little bundle of
energy is Sally Cheng." Sally looked at Amy and said "Hi Amy,
pleased to meet you." Amy said "Hello Sally, please to meet you
too" as if formal introductions were necessary between two naked
girls, one with her hands locked behind her back. "Sally and your
sister are lovers" Miss Edwards added. Amy looked at her sister
with a shocked look of disbelief. Judy looked back at Amy,
smiled, and nodded her head affirmatively. Amy's head was again
awash with a mixture of emotions.
Sally's hands were busy exploring every centimeter of Amy's bare
skin. Sally tested the firmness of Amy's breasts with tender
caresses. She felt the smoothness of Amy's skin as she moved her
fingers down Amy's front. Amy was no longer crying but her head
was still spinning from the events of the day. She was still
experiencing a mixture of strong emotions. But more importantly,
Sally's probing fingers were causing her favorite "naughty"
emotion to start its return.
Sally's fingers reached the blond curls of Amy's pubic mound.
Sally's fingers combed through the golden hairs gently pulling
them out to their full length. Sally turned to Judy and said
"Wow, look at that Judy. Your sister is a real blond!" "Yes, I
can see" Judy replied, "She is beautiful." A new emotion was
added to Amy's list, pride. While she was the youngest girl in
the room and did not have the most beautiful body, she was still
very proud of her body and proud of the fact that the other girls
liked it.
Sally slid a finger into Amy' slit and rubbed across her clit.
Amy instinctively spread her feet apart so as to give Sally full
access to the most private parts of her body. Amy blushed again
when she realized that "nice" girls aren't supposed to do things
like that. But, she didn't care; Sally's probing fingers felt
good! Amy was again feeling the glow of her increasing sexual
urge. She still had a hundred unanswered questions about her
sister; How long has Judy known about her secret? When did she
find out? How long has she been sleeping with girls? ...
For now the questions will have to wait. A more important matter
had to be taken care of first, her growing orgasm. Sally's
fingers continued exploring the slippery wetness of Amy's vagina.
Sally ran her fingers up and down Amy's inner lips. Amy's eyes
were half closed and she was no longer looking at anything. She
was totally absorbed with the deliciously naughty feeling that
Sally's probing fingers evoked. Sally slipped a finger into Amy's
love tunnel and was met with the resistance of her maiden head.
Sally looked at Judy and exclaimed in great excitement "Oooooo,
she's a virgin!!" Amy looked at Judy's proud smile. Amy no longer
felt embarrassment. Amy no longer felt fear. Amy no longer felt
humiliation. Amy longer felt the pain. Amy no longer felt
betrayed. Amy felt only one thing, lust!
"I've never had a virgin before" Sally continued, "All the
pussies that I've ever had, had been previously stuffed with
cocks!" Amy wasn't sure if Sally fully appreciated the
implication that she had just made. However, a quick look at
Judy's blushing face confirmed that the implication was correct.
"Oh well" Amy thought, "She's a big girl. Besides, I'm sure that
there are not many 24 year old virgins."
Sally moved around Amy to her back side. She looked at the
parallel red welts on her back. "Oh wow, come look at this, Judy"
Sally said with excitement. Judy joined Sally behind Amy. Judy
said in a shocked voice "WOW! that's really something. We
couldn't see your back while you were being whipped. Bunny really
did a number on you. It must have hurt like hell!" Amy tried to
explain the feeling. But it was hard to explain the sexual
emotions she feels while actually being whipped. The two girls
ran their fingers across the welts on her back to feel the
ridges. They also felt the single beautiful welt on her bottom.
They asked if the wounds still hurt. Amy explained that it was
now a pleasant throbbing sensation which will last for about a
day. She said that one of the nice things about being whipped was
that the sexual sensations last for hours afterward and make her
wet. They asked how long the marks will last. Amy said that they
should be gone by Monday morning.
Sally moved back to Amy's front and noticed a drying tear on her
cheek. Sally's smile changed to a somber look. "Were you crying?"
she asked in a very concerned voice. Amy's mind was still
swimming in confusion and she wasn't sure what to say. Miss
Edwards broke the impasse and said "I think she's overwhelmed
with everything that's happened today." That was, if anything, an
understatement! Miss Edwards continued "Let's tie her down on the
table." Sally's infectious smile returned and said
enthusiastically "OK, sounds like fun!"
The three girls led Amy to the exercise table. Miss Edwards
unlocked her wrists and Amy laid down on her tender back. The
girls secured her wrists above her head and out to the sides.
They then spread her legs wide apart and secured her ankles with
strips of Velcro. Sally then said "Let me go first!" Miss Edwards
said "No, she's mine. You can go next. Take her nipple there"
pointing to Amy's right breast. Sally came to Amy's right side,
knelt down, and put her mouth to Amy's right nipple. Sally's
tongue traced a circle around Amy's little bud. Amy swooned and
laid her head back as she enjoyed the "assault" on her nipple.
Amy felt a second tongue on her left nipple. Amy looked down and
watched her sister working her tongue. Amy again laid back,
closed her eyes, and just enjoyed the pleasant feeling in her
nipples coupled with the now sensual throbbing in her back.
Despite the fact that Amy was securely fastened to the table, she
felt free. She felt free from guilt. She had no more secretes to
hide. She was free to fully enjoy the voluptuous sensations that
her body was providing.
A third tongue started its work on her clit. Amy looked down and
saw the now naked Miss Edwards between her legs. Amy laid back,
closed her eyes, and relaxed while enjoying the wonderful feeling
of the powerful orgasm building within her. It took about 50
seconds of the three-fold "tongue lashing" to bring Amy to her
climax.
After Amy's orgasm subsided, Sally said "Now it's my turn!" Amy
thought that Sally wanted to trade places with her on the table.
Not so, Amy wanted to trade places with Miss Edwards. Sally was
determined to have a virgin! Miss Edwards suggested that everyone
shift one position to the right. Miss Edwards went to Amy's left
side, Judy went to Amy's right side, and Sally eagerly went down
between Amy's legs. The three-fold tongue lashing commenced
again. Amy could tell by Sally's experienced tongue that she was
really enjoying her work. Amy also realized, to her chagrin, that
Sally was much better at cunnilingus than was Miss Edwards. Amy's
second orgasm exploded within 20 seconds.
When Amy's spasms ended, Sally looked up at Judy and said "Next."
The three girls again shifted one position to the right. Amy's
realization, that the tongue which would now service her clit
would be her own sister's, was deliciously naughty. "Nice" girls
don't go down on their sisters. A sexual surge flooded her
vagina. For the third time, the three-fold tongue lashing
commenced. Amy could tell that her sister was no stranger to the
"art" of cunnilingus. It took less than 10 seconds for her body
to explode. Her body went stiff as she lifted her hips up off of
the table to better feed her vagina to the hungry mouth of her
sister. This was the most intense orgasm she had ever
experienced, surpassing the one from the whipping that she had
just had. Her spasms lasted for nearly 30 seconds. Finally, she
relaxed and laid back down. She was limp and totally drained.
Miss Edwards said "I'm next." Again, the shift-one-space-to-the-
right operation was performed and the girls returned to their
original starting positions. As the tongue lashing started again,
Amy's hips jerked and jerked; she cried out in an exhausted but
urgent voice "crackers ... crackers!!"
Judy whispered into Amy's ear "Happy birthday sis."
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