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Chapter 1


	Penny was nineteen; a pretty little thing, her slim body
attracted male attention. She looked like a Florentine madonna
with pale face and sensual lips framed by magnificent chestnut
hair that glinted red in the sun. The impression was confirmed
by the innocent expression in her clear, blue, doll's eyes.

	It was a month since she had left school to look for
work. The aunt, who had previously kept her and paid for her
studies, had been killed in a car accident, and Penny was making
contact with the hardships of life.

	On that particular morning, she was on her way to an
address given her by the Students' Employment Bureau. When she
arrived in front of the rather luxurious building to which she
had been sent, she took out the visiting card and, for the last
time, checked the name of the man she had come to see. Victor
Jennings, Esq., Barrister-at-Law, Third Floor.

	As she walked up the stairs, the child began to pray
that this time she would find a job. Her efforts so far had been
a resounding failure because of her youth and lack of training,
and the little store of money was dwindling. Trembling, she rang
the bell. The door opened to reveal a young woman, elegantly
dressed, who smiled curiously at Penny. Penny explained that she
had come to apply for the post of secretary, that is, if it were
still vacant.

	The woman, who appeared to be about thirty years of age,
looked at Penny with undisguised interest, and invited her into
the lounge.

	"Do sit down, Miss Harvey. I'm Mrs. Jennings. I expect
my husband at any moment. But, if you don't mind, I'll ask you
some questions first? That may save us some time. How old did
you say you were?"

	"Nineteen, ma'am."

	"Oh! how young you are. But anyone can see that by your
baby face."

	"Am I too young?" asked Penny, almost in tears.

	"Not at all, not at all. On the contrary. Victor is
looking for a young secretary. What training have you had?"

	"None."

	"Well, that doesn't really matter. We can soon teach
you, unless you're stupid, and you don't look it."

	"You think I'll suit, ma'am?" asked Penny timidly.

	"I'm sure of it," laughed the young woman. "But it's my
husband who has to decide."

	"Perhaps he'll think me too childish," sighed Penny.

	"Not at all. I'm sure he'll find you greatly to his
liking." said Mrs. Jennings, smiling mysteriously.

	At that moment, they heard the noise of a key turning in
the lock, and a distinguished, handsome man of about forty,
wearing a well-cut suit, came into the lounge.

	"Ah, here comes my husband," the women cried gaily.
"Darling, this is a young lady, who has come about the post of
secretary."

	"How do you do, young lady. Well, Carola, send her into
my office, and we'll see what we can do."

	"You know, dear, I've already had a long talk with her,
and I think she'll do very well."

	"Well, we'll soon see if that is so."

	They moved into a very comfortable office where Mrs.
Jennings ushered Penny into a deep armchair. Mr. Jennings,
standing close to his wife, began to question Penny. After a few
minutes, he smiled at the child.

	"Well, I think we'll get along very well together, but I
have one last question to ask. Have you any family in Paris?"

	"No sir. My aunt died a month ago and all I have left is
a godmother living in the country."

	"No fiance? No boyfriend?"

	"No sir," whispered Penny, blushing like a rose.

	"Victor asked you that because if you're going to work
for him, you can come and live here," said Carola, smiling at
the young girl's embarrassment.

	"Well, Miss Penny, this is the way it would work," the
lawyer went on. "You would help Carola with her secretarial
duties; my wife will teach you how to type. You will have your
own room here, take your meals with us and receive thirty
thousand francs a month. Are you interested?"

	"But... but... but..." Penny was overwhelmed. "This is
marvelous. You're too kind. I don't know how to thank you..."

	"Don't try, my dear little Penny. You'll allow me to use
your Christian name, won't you? Besides, I count on your being
friends with my wife, who is alone a great deal. Now, if you
start tomorrow, that gives you all today to prepare your
affairs, and tomorrow morning. I shall come and collect you at
your hotel in the car. Then you will settle in here. Does that
suit you?"

	"Oh yes," cried Penny, radiant.

	"But Victor, darling," the interruption came from the
lawyer's wife. "You forgot to warn Penny about the condition."

	Penny's heart sank at these words; so there was a
condition; she should have realized as much. It had been too
good to be true, and she probably wouldn't be able to fulfil the
condition. She hung her head in despair and missed the
significant look exchanged by the other two.

	"True, very true," said Mr. Jennings. "I don't quite
know how to explain it. Let's see... Miss Penny, I'm sure you'd
be a perfect secretary, but even so, I'd expect you to make
mistakes from time to time."

	"My husband is very fussy about that," added Carola with
a smile. "I have good reasons for knowing it."

	"As I was saying," the lawyer went on, "you will
probably make some mistakes. Now in some firms each mistake
earns a black mark and a warning, until finally the person gets
the sack. But my methods are different, I think it is unkind to
sack a young girl who is, after all, doing her best. I find it
more natural, to inflict a corrective punishment for each
offense. Don't you agree with me?"

	"Ye... yes sir," murmured Penny, who really didn't see
what he was driving at.

	"Secretaries are generally women. What, then, does a man
do when he wants to punish a woman?"

	"I don't know, sir."

	"He smacks her bottom, as if she were a little girl.
Isn't that right, Carola?"

	"Oh yes," replied the young woman, laughing. "I've been
through it often enough to appreciate your famous system."

	"Well, young lady. Do you think you'd be able to stand
your employer's hidings?"

	"I... I... I don't know, sir," Penny stammered out.
"I'll try," she said with a shy smile.

	`I'll not turn down a good job for that,' she thought.
She'd had enough when she was a kid, and it couldn't be too bad
from a nice looking fellow like her new boss.

	"I'm so pleased you've accepted," said Carola, putting
her arm around the child's shoulder, and kissing her on the
forehead. "Now you'll share the hidings that I had to take by
myself before. You'll soon see, dear. We'll be real friends. I
like you very much, you know. You're very pretty, isn't she,
Victor?"

	"It's true. The young lady is pretty, and I, too, like
her very much. We shall get on well together.




Chapter 2

	The next day, Penny settled into her room, which was
right next to that of her new friends. They had been so kind
that she considered them more as friends than employers. The
first few days went well. Carola taught her to type and
explained the work to her. But Penny couldn't help noticing that
Carola was becoming more and more affectionate. She was no
longer the lawyer's wife speaking to a secretary, but a gentle
woman, spoiling her little friend. Penny was at first
embarrassed, and then amused. Finally, however her tender little
heart, already attracted by the tall brunette, reached out to
meet Carola's advances. She understood perfectly. At school
she'd had a great friend, a girl who had been in love with
Penny's body and covered it with caresses, daring or not,
depending on the place.

	Carola, noticing that her advances were no longer
rebuffed, grew bolder. One day, as Penny was putting away the
clothes she had just ironed, the women entered her room.

	"Are you happy her, dear?" she asked.

	"Oh yes, Carola. You and Mr. Jennings are so kind. I
don't know how to show you how happy I am."

	"But that's not difficult," replied Carola her voice
suddenly hoarse. "Give me a kiss with your lovely mouth. I've
been dying for that since I first saw you."

	"There," said Penny with a nervous laugh and, playing
the innocent, she kissed her friend on the cheek.

	"Are you stupid or trying to be clever?" asked Carola as
she took her face between her hands, and without leaving time
for a reply, she pressed her fleshy, burning lips on to Penny's
fruity mouth. Carola slid her wet tongue between the child's
teeth and, forcing the mouth open, began to caress Penny's
palate, covering her tongue with caresses and warm saliva.
Heated by this labial contact, the two women pressed hard
against each other. Penny, breathless, at last managed to tear
her face away from Carola's voracious mouth.

	"It's not right," she whispered gently to her friend.
"You have your husband who loves you, and if ever he found
out..."

	"Sweetheart," murmured Carola, caressing her cheeks.
"Oh! how you please me. Oh! how I love you, my darling. Don't
worry -- Victor knows my tastes and realizes that if I have a
girlfriend, it doesn't stop me from loving him madly... Besides,
he indulges all my whims."

	"All of them?" asked Penny maliciously. "All of them,
except when you have to have a hiding."

	"That's right." Carola burst out laughing. "I can't get
out of that."

	"He can't be so bad," said Penny, a note of
interrogation in her voice. "He's threatened us two or three
times already, but it's never come to anything."

	"Are you in such a hurry?" asked Carola banteringly.
"Don't worry, little dove, it'll come. It won't be long before
these pretty little buttocks blush under his blows and my little
darling cries a bucket."

	"Never," exclaimed the sweet young child. "I'll take the
hiding, but I'll grit my teeth. I won't cry!"

	"What a brave little thing," mocked Carola, "I guarantee
that if Victor wants to make you cry, he'll do so. You don't
think you're braver than I am, do you? Well, when he wants to,
he makes me cry and beg like a child."

	"You're frightening me," whispered the little girl.

	"No. No, darling. You'll see. It's a bit hard to endure,
but afterwards, when his huge hands caress the buttocks he has
just beaten, it's wonderful."

	"I'd be so ashamed," exclaimed Penny, carrying on with
the task of tidying her room, putting her laundry away.

	Carola comented. "Why Penny! You're still wearing
knickers!" and she picked up a bit of white cotton and looked at
it in scorn.

	Penny, ashamed, babbled: "They're old, but I'm still
wearing them because I can't afford silk or nylon."

	Carola was touched. "Poor little thing, come into my
room. I'll give you a few that I don't use anymore. You can try
them on. Come on." Mrs. Jennings dragged the girl into her own
room, and, opening a drawer, pulled out a dozen briefs in all
shapes and colors.

	"Look, Penny dear, I'll give you that one and that one,
and look at this beauty." She held up a lovely pair of pink
panties edged with white lace. "Look how cute it is. Try it on."

	"I...I...I don't dare," stammered Penny, as she watched
Carola advancing towards her with shining eyes.

	"Would you like me to help?" whispered Carola, and
lifted the child's skirt. First a gradual epiphany of long
thighs sheathed in transparent stockings, then the clips of pink
suspenders and velvety, milky flesh. A chaste covering of cotton
knickers molded her sexual triangle, limning the outline the
scarcely concealed slit beneath. Carola's cheeks were red as she
examined the round little bottom imprisoned by material
stretched to the point of bursting.

	"Hold your skirt up," she whispered to the little girl,
who blushed in confusion. "I'll pull your knickers down as if
you were my baby."

	Carola knelt and put her arms around the curving rump.
She pressed her mouth to the material over the swelling mount of
Venus and savored the delicate odor that came from under the
warm knickers. In her excitement, she caressed Penny's groin
with her tongue and tried to slip an inquisitive finger under
the panties. They were too tight for lascivious curiosity to be
satisfied.

	Her hands rose to Penny's waist and hooked the elastic.
She rolled them slowly down, her eyes fixed on the girl's
abdomen. Carola moaned when the first hairs appeared. Suddenly
brusque, she pulled the cotton down to the girl's knees. Penny,
cheeks aflame, still held her skirt up and panted slightly as
she allowed herself to be admired.

	The bronze fleece was abundant for one so young. The red
thatch and the pale blue veins under her skin emphasized the
milkiness of her complexion. Intoxicated, Carola pillowed her
burning face against the silky, perfumed cushion. But that was
not enough; she rose and kissed the girl passionately on the
mouth, forcing her hardened tongue between her teeth. Then,
standing away, she took her arm and tried to drag her towards
the bed. Penny stumbled, for the knickers around her knees
prevented her from walking. Carola helped her take them off,
then threw her on the satin counterpane.

	"No, no," Penny protested feebly. "What if your husband
came back.... and weren't we to try on your panties?"

	"Don't be frightened, my love," whispered Carola.
"Victor will be gone for a long time, and you can try on the
panties afterwards.... I want you too much; I want to caress
you, lick you, suck you."

	She opened the young girl's unresisting thighs. Hidden
in the mass of hair, Penny's quim smiled at her greedy friend,
the plump, pink lips a pretty, vertical mouth. Carola lay down
between her secretary's thighs and parted the thick lips with
delicate fingertips. The bright pink interior was damp with
desire; from it rose the heady musk of a young girl's excited
pussy. The nymph's insides flushed a brighter red and looked
like a baby's mouth. Carola pulled harder on the outer lips,
yawning the cunt. The damp slit of the vagina stood revealed
while, higher up, the tiny opening to the bladder seemed to
grimace below the delicate clitoris which pointed its little
pink nose at the corner of the inside lips.

	Carola stuck out her tongue and began greedily to lick
the open flesh, intoxicated by the gentle contact of the damp
membranes, savoring the salty, acid taste. With slobbering
tongue, she covered the sex with saliva, then hardening it into
a point, she thrust it into the vagina, entering and leaving
like a little penis. Finally she abandoned this pleasant play,
and began to jab with her tongue at the erect, prominent button,
then, and began to suck and titillate it so gently that Penny
began to purr with pleasure like some playful kitten, while her
little belly slapped against her friend's face.

	"Carola...No...No..." she stammered confusingly, feeling
pleasure rising in her. "Stop, Carola, stop...I'm so ashamed!"

	But these ecstatic groans and murmured plaints only
encouraged Carola who speeded up her caresses. Suddenly Penny's
body arched like a bow; her sex began to pulse and a mellow,
unctuous liquid flowed from her sticky lips while a pleasurable
rattle escaped her half-open mouth. Carola rested her face
against the child's thigh while Penny recovered from the wild
joy that had just shaken her, then, when she felt that Penny was
more composed, she skillfully lapped up the excess liquid that
had dribbled onto the redhead's thighs. Then she lay down beside
her, and taking her face in her hands, she kissed the heavy eyes
and smiling mouth with passion.

	"Tell me, darling," she asked timidly, "would you like
to caress me a little too?"

	"Oh yes, Carola darling. I want to return all the joy
you gave me," murmured Penny.

	"Thank you, sweetheart. You are a love." She rose and
began to slide out of her dress and underskirt. She took off her
brassiere, revealing two magnificent breasts, then pulled off
her black nylon briefs and offered herself to Penny's admiring
glances. Naked now, Carola helped Penny to finish undressing.
When both were naked, they embraced, rubbing their burning
bodies together. Carola stretched Penny out on her back.
Swinging one muscular thigh over the girl's head, she sat
astride her, head to foot, and lowered her pussy onto the pretty
face. Carola's black fleece was short and curly, a velvet muff
around two greedy, red-brown lips, slit deep and wide. The huge
clitoris was stiff and scarlet, shining with anticipation. The
young woman lowered her bottom, and covered Penny's mouth with
her wet and hairy shell. The sweet child, recalling the caresses
of her boarding school days, began to flicker her inquisitive
tongue. Meantime Carola was kissing her belly and thighs, when
suddenly she seized Penny's legs and turned her rump around
towards her, so that she could get at the young bottom. With
both hands she separated the plump buttocks and licked the deep,
damp slit. Then she uncovered the little hole, which she
dampened with saliva, before placing against it her tongue,
stiff as a penis, and trying to drive it in.

	Penny trembled with pleasure at this unknown, exciting
caress, but her anus had contracted with shame and refused to
let Carola's tongue pass. The latter moved her buttocks forward
and sat harder on the young girl's face, and Penny realized that
her friend was asking for the same caress. With both hands she
separated Carola's large buttocks, and uncovered the brown slit,
at the bottom of which lay the secret opening, that Penny found
somewhat enlarged She placed the tip of her tongue on the round
hole and felt it open, and her tongue on the round hole was
drawn in by muscular contraction, several inches of it
disappearing between the burning walls of Carola's rectum, while
Carola purred with delight.

	At the same time, Penny groaned slightly, for Carola had
changed her tactics. After sucking her index-finger, she drove
it slowly into the rebellious anus. Inspired by this perverted
penetration, Penny revenged herself by nibbling on Carola's
clitoris. Carola drove a second finger into Penny's dilated hole
anus. This time Penny cried out, for it hurt; she was still a
virgin on that side. Carola ceased her assault a nd returned to
the dribbling quim. Soon, in a crescendo of groans and panting
cries, the two charming friends rolled over on each other,
quivering with delight and wetting each other copiously.

	When they arrived in the bureau an hour later, fresh
from their toilet, Mr. Jennings, who had just come in, smiled
sardonically at their eyes ringed with pleasure.

	From then on, Carola let no opportunity pass to caress
and suck her little friend, who accepted it with lascivious
pleasure.



Chapter 3

	Two days later, Penny had her first hiding. It was very
hot that afternoon, and the storm in the air made everyone
irritable. Victor Jennings had taken off his coat, and it was in
his shirt sleeves that he worked on a thick dossier. Carola was
typing a letter and Penny was filing some post. At one moment,
as she raised her head to throw back her heavy hair, she saw the
lawyer's eyes were fixed on his wife's table. Busy with her
work, and irritated by the heat, Carola had raised her dress
half way up her thighs, and had opened her legs to refresh her
pussy. The sight she offered was lascivious in the extreme. Her
long bronzed thighs, opened wide, revealing the narrow white
strip of her tiny briefs, whose indiscreet wrinkles betrayed the
swelling of the mound. Such a sight was not calculated to calm
the lawyer's nerves, and his eyes shone with more and more
brilliance. "Bring me the letter as soon as it's finished," he
said.

	"Here it is," sighed Carola rising and taking her work.

	Mr. Jennings read it from one end to the other, then in
a gentle voice, he said,"Tell me darling. Do you really think
I'm going to send this letter? There are at least ten mistakes
in it. What are you thinking of?" Carola dropped her head
without answering, and he continued in a voice that was slightly
husky;"You know what I said yesterday? That the next time I
would be intransigent? Well, you can't get away with that,
darling. Prepare your pretty little bottom. It hasn't been
smacked for some time. I think it misses it." He took Carola by
the wrist and dragged her over to a leather armchair in one
corner of the room; he sat down and said, "Now pull up your
dress and get ready."

	"Victor, I beg of you. Forgive me just this once. I
won't do it again, I promise."

	"Hurry up, Carola," said Victor, as if he had heard
nothing. "You know the more you make me wait, the harder I am."

	The young woman groaned and pulled up her skirt,
revealing a curving bottom under snow-white panties. Victor
seized his wife and threw her across his knees, her rump well in
evidence, her legs hanging down one side, and her bust down the
other. He slid her little panties down and over her thighs,
revealing the round buttocks. For a second his fingers caressed
the velvety globes so cool to the touch, then, raising his hand,
he opened it well out, and brought it down with all his strength
on the pretty bottom. The blow, echoed and left a scarlet mark
on the buttocks that sank under the pain, then another blow, and
another and another on the wriggling bottom.

	Carola moaned, but remained passive, offering herself to
the sadistic amusement of her husband, who beat the burning,
peony-red globes with both arms. Victor straightened himself
slightly and spoke to Penny, who was watching her friend's
punishment with frightened eyes. He said to her, "Pass me the
ruler that's on my desk."

	"No...No...not the ruler, I beg you Victor, not the
ruler."

	But Victor was deaf to his wife's plea and took the
ruler that Penny held tremblingly out. It was in plexiglass,
twenty inches long and one and a half inches wide, very thin
like a drawing ruler, Victor raised the instrument and in one
dry stroke brought the transparent weapon down on the burning
rump. It made a dry, smacking noise and brought a tearful cry
from his victim. A large scarlet strip marked the hemispheres
that were contracted in pain. Two, three, four, six times, the
horrible noise was repeated. Now Carola was crying and hiccuping
like a child, but remained still, as if she were enjoying her
own humiliation.

	Then the man laid the weapon away, and his long slender,
intellectual's hands began to caress and massage the bruised
flesh. The young woman's tears calmed themselves, as her
husband's hand glided between the open thighs to caress the damp
sex, for Carola, in her masochistic excitement, had come. Her
soaking wet fleece bore witness to this.

	"Now you can see, Penny," said Mr. Jennings with a large
smile. "What's awaiting you if you make a mistake."

	The young girl blushed with mingled shame and
apprehension, and turned her eyes away from the embarrassing
sight of Victor caressing his wife, who was panting with
pleasure. Then he stood her up, and kissed her on the still damp
cheeks. Carola was still holding up her dress as if she were
afraid of the contact of the material on her red and burning
buttocks. Victor picked up the white briefs and handed them to
her with a smile.

	Penny looked again and suddenly blushed when she saw the
way her employer's trousers was jutting out between his thighs,
for the lawyer was in full erection, and Carola had confided in
Penny that his weapon was really huge, thick and long, well over
the average. Since Carola had told her about it, Penny could
think of nothing else and dreamed of seeing the thing, for up
till now she had two lovers only, both students and of average
size.

	Carola went off to the bathroom to wash her face and
refresh her fiery posterior.

	When she came back, calm and smiling, she went over to
her husband and kissed hem passionately, before making her way
to her desk. On the way she passed her hand over Penny's breast.



Chapter 4

	Work started up again, interspersed with the usual jokes
and pauses; everyone felt better. Suddenly, about an hour later,
Mr. Jennings who was deep in a pile of papers, raised his head
and asked abruptly; "Who was in charge of the Avely file?"

	"I was, sir," replied Penny, in a troubled voice.

	"You is it?" Well, I can't congratulate you. You mixed
with it a petition from the Boreham case, that comes up in a few
days time. Do you realize what would have happened if I hadn't
noticed it? In court, I'd have looked for it everywhere and I
might have lost the case. Come her this minute."

	Poor Penny, terrified, walked slowly over to her
employer who was smiling in anticipation. Carola was watching
careful to miss nothing of the spectacle and trembling with
pleasure at the thought of what was going to happen to her poor
darling. When she arrived at his desk, Penny, pale as snow,
stood still. The lawyer took her hand, and drawing her towards
him, sat her on his knees and asked gently: "Do you realize how
stupid you were? Tell me, little one, what sort of punishment do
you think it deserves? No answer? Well, we'll leave it to Carola
to decide. Darling, it's up to you to pronounce the sentence.
This time I'll follow your advice."

	Poor Penny looked pleadingly at her friend, but Carola
did not want to be deprived of such an exciting spectacle and
she laughed as she said: "In my opinion, she deserves a good
hiding, and as it is the first time and must be an example to
her, I think it should be a very sever one."

	A cry of despair escaped Penny when Victor rose and
dragged her over to the armchair reserved for this purpose. He
trapped her between his knees and began lifting her skirt.
Underneath she was naked because of the heat, and when he raised
the skirt up to her waist, there she was, red with shame, her
long white thighs pressed together, and her little bottom hiding
modestly in a sweet little pink brief that Carola had given her.
Without paying any attention to her protestations, Victor slowly
lowered her panties and freed the bottom that was chubby as a
baby's. He had never before had the occasion to admire the
intimate charms of his secretary and his prick sprang erect at
the sight of the tender globes offered to his caprice.

	He threw her over his knees so that her rump was right
under his eyes. In dismay, Penny felt the stiff hard prick that
pressed on her pubis through the trousers. Without bothering
about her modestly the lawyer caressed her buttocks
ecstatically, then he separated the white globes abruptly to
reveal the little rosette, creased like a little daisy. Penny
protested in anguish and tried to get up, in order to escape
from the lewd looks of her employer, but he struck with all the
weight of his arm.

	The poor child let out a cry; it felt to her as if a
burning iron had been dropped on her buttocks. Her muscles
contracted automatically at the pain, but no sooner had she
relaxed again than a shower of blows martyred her posterior. The
blows smacked cruelly off the poor little bottom which soon
glowed like a beacon and burnt like embers. She cried and wept
without any control over herself. In vain she tried wriggling
her buttocks to ease the pain.

	Then Carola rose, all excited, and held out the flat
ruler to Victor. He took it with a sadistic smile and thrashed
her across the buttocks with it, again and again, then at the
bottom of her rump, at the beginning of the thighs where the
flesh is most tender. The poor darling sobbed away. She felt as
if her skin were peeling off, and as Victor with infernal joy
continued to fuatigate her pitilessly, she could no longer hold
back her screams and began to kick her legs in all direction
without any idea of the obscene spectacle she was offering the
perverted pair.

	Indeed, by her despairing efforts to avoid the
punishment, she opened her thighs, revealing the pink slit that
yawned deep in the mossy nest. At each stroke, her rump weighed
down on her torturer's knees and then, in reaction, sprang into
the air, her thighs apart, her anus, contracted with pain,
showing. Her disordered jerks bounced off the lawyer's weapon,
who was near his orgasm. Her buttocks burnt so much that she
didn't even realize that Victor has stopped beating her. She
continued her bawling and pleading, wetting the carpet with her
tears.

	At last the burning died down a little, leaving just a
feeling of warmth that spread over her whole body. His hands
were busy with calming, lewd caresses. He massaged her rump with
cool, refreshing hands, then his fingers opened the furrow
caressing the wrinkled rosette. Her reddened buttocks came
together modestly, so his wandering hand played with the curly
fleece and an adventurous finger glided between the open lips.
The prostrate body quivered with pleasure and the thighs opened
insensibly, so Carola, who had been content with the role of
spectator up till now, knelt down by the armchair, and while her
husband held open the child's legs, she glued her greedy mouth
to the quim revealed from behind and began to suck the damp and
burning slit. Penny felt her body, broken by pain, melt in a
headiness she had never known before. She groaned and panted
gently, moving her rounded belly to better feel the stiff weapon
that seemed ready to run her through. Then suddenly with a long
rattle, she came with a burning joy that left her limp and happy.

	Victor and Carola helped her to rise, and the lawyer
kissed her passionately on the mouth, saying that she was an
adorable child and that it had given him great pleasure to
punish her.

	"You're a big bully. You hurt me very much...I hate
you," declared Penny sulkily. Carola took her off to the
bathroom where she anointed the sore bottom with a calming
lotion then powdered it until it looked like a baby's bottom.
Nevertheless, Penny was very tided and after dinner that
evening, she went straight to bed, leaving her friends listening
to a program on the radio.

	She couldn't say how long she had been dozing when
suddenly she sat up in bed, wide awake, in spite of the
obscurity. Unconsciously she listened to the muffled noises that
came from next door. In her curiosity, she got out of bed, and
with bare feet, dressed only in her pale blue nightgown, she
tiptoed across the room and held her ear against a slit in the
door frame. Her little heart began to beat faster, for now she
could hear the conversation of the couple as well as if she were
in the same room.

	"That aroused you a bit, to see Penny's buttocks, didn't
it, you old goat," said Carola jokingly. "Did you see her
gorgeous baby arse? I swear that just the sight of it wriggling
under her dress makes me all wet."

	"Bitch," came the lawyer's deep voice. "I don't suppose
it took you long to posses her eh? Tell me, does she like it?
Does she like being sucked? Has she sucked you?"

	"Of course the little darling likes it. And if you knew
how nice she is to lick and how smooth her tongue is when she
does it...I tell you I'm in love with her."

	"Oh! I don't like that," the lawyer bantered. "I'm going
to be jealous...It looks serious to me."

	"Don't be silly, darling. No one could ever take your
place with me. The toy you have between your legs is
indispensable."

	"We'll talk about that later. Is she still a virgin?"

	"Of course not. She lost that some time ago. She has had
two lovers, both students, but they can't have done much with
her; she's still almost new and as narrow as a kitten. I noticed
that while caressing her. And something else you'll like you
dirty old man. If she's a woman in front, she's still a child
around the back. Her anus is still virgin."

	A wave of heat flowed over Penny's body as she heard her
most intimate secrets being revealed. She was ashamed and
thrilled at the same time. Victor seemed to want her! Her train
of thought broke off here, and she listened again, for Carola
was saying with a laugh: "I say, darling, I'm going to be
jealous too. You sound very eager. Tell me, perverted darling,
would you like to deflower Penny? Take that virgin arse?"

	"Be quiet," grunted Victor, "look what a state I'm in."

	"What a size," exclaimed Carola. "You know, darling,
even though the five years since we were married, every time you
show me your huge penis, I'm amazed as I was the first time you
forced me to look at it. How lovely it is. How hard," she
murmured ecstatically. "Darling I love you so much, I'll try and
satisfy you desires. I'll persuade Penny to let you watch our
Lesbian games. That way you'll end up by fucking her."

	"Especially, the back way," declared the lawyer. "Feel
how it quivers at the very thought."

	"All right. You can bugger her too, but you must promise
me to do it gently. I love her to much, and with your
elephantine penis!...and her hole so tiny...you'll have to be
careful."

	"Don't worry, darling. After all I have a certain
experience. Right?"

	"True. But even with me, and God knows I'm used to it,
it hurts when you want to impale me, so as for Penny, who is
still a virgin, I don't want you to ruin her."

	"Don't worry, darling. I'll be gentle. What worries me
more is whether Penny will be willing for me to operate. Perhaps
she doesn't like me. Perhaps I seem old to her?"

	Penny smiled tenderly in the obscurity. If she had
dared, she would have cried out to him not to worry about that.
She'd let him do anything he liked. She found him marvelous with
his hair graying at the temples and his sardonic air. She like
him madly, and was dying to see at last the huge weapon of which
her friend had spoken and which haunted her dreams.

	Of course, it's size worried her a little, when she
thought of it penetrating her, but she had decided to put up
with that to please him although she realized it would probably
hurt very badly.

	On the other side of the door, the conversation
continued: "Don't worry, darling," declared Carola. "I'm sure
she'll accept, once I've got her all worked up. Besides, I"M
sure she finds you to her liking; she has already asked me
several questions about you...and your accoutrement. I'm sure
that when she's had one taste, she'll be mad about it. But I
don't want to lend it to her tonight," she groaned. "I want it
all for me. Darling, please give it to me, put it in me."

	"Alright. Open you legs wide. That's right. How do you
want it, slowly or all at once?"

	"Drive it in at one go; I want to feel you enter me,"
said Carola, her voice broken with desire. Penny heard the
bedsprings groan, then a stifled cry from Carola. Trembling with
excitement she slipped a nervous hand under her nightgown and
into her slit, as she realized that her friend had been impaled
at one go. Now the springs were creaking in rhythm. Victor
punctuated the piston and woodcutter, betraying the brutality of
the operation.

	Carola panted like a madwoman, giving out little
meaningless cries. Occasionally she lowed in joyous agony when
the prick entered her too savagely as a maddened Penny
masturbated, trembling at the thought of Carola's quim stretched
around her husband's elephantine weapon, which must be driving
in and out of the quartered lips like a huge piston.

	Suddenly Carola screamed aloud while Victor bellowed
like some animal and all the bedsprings complained. Then the
disturbing love serenade grew calm and silence fell in the room.
Penny staggered over to her bed, worn out and with dripping
thighs, for the pretty little bitch had come at the same time as
the two lovers. She began to think about the marvelous prick
that was hanging between her employer's thighs, then worn out by
the excitement, she sank into a sleep inhabited by lascivious
dreams, in which she offered her body to a satyr with a penis
like an ass's and who was driving his phallus into her in every
conceivable way.




Chapter 5

	Two days later her prayers were granted. There was
nothing urgent on that afternoon, and Victor had taken the two
women out for a drive. The evening was light-hearted. They dined
at a little restaurant on the river bank and made their way home
in high spirits after the pleasant relaxation. Once home, Victor
felt like a liqueur before going to bed and the two women left
him listening to the news and went off to their rooms. But that
night, instead of kissing Penny as usual and letting her go to
bed, Carola dragged her into her own room. "Come here, darling,"
she whispered. "I want to caress you a little."

	"But if your husband came," said Penny worriedly.

	"Don't let that worry you. He'll be downstairs for some
time. Come on, darling. I'm all worked up this evening as you'll
see." she added with a smile.

	The young girl was quite excited too. After so much
white wine, and she let herself be dragged over to the wide bed.
In febrile haste Carola threw off her clothes then naked, she
began to undress her sweetheart too, punctuating her gestures
with heady caresses on the parts of the body revealed during the
process of stripping. When Penny was left with only her tiny
briefs they fell into each others arms on the bedspread and
began to kiss each others mouths eagerly while Carola, whose
state of erotic excitement was betrayed by her heavy breathing,
slid the tiny briefs over Penny's thighs and off. Then she
stretched out on the young body offered up so shamelessly; the
two sexes, glued together, mingled Carola's black fleece with
Penny's golden one. They rubbed against each other lasciviously,
then Carola raised herself up on her forearm and , with her
fingertips, caressed the hard nipples of the younger girl, and
this gentle friction of the raised roses tore sighs of ecstasy
from both of them.

	Then Carola, obeying and uncontrollable impulse
stretched out in the opposite way from Penny whose legs she
opened wide and in this span she inserted her own open thighs.
The two bodies were held in a double scissors, and in this
unusual position the two yawning quims crushed each other. The
caresses of the two dampened membranes rubbing against each
other occasioned such intense sensations that the young women
screamed deliriously. The dirty noise made by the two cunts was
most exciting; it sounded like a cupping glass sticking and
coming away again. Then Carola changed her position again, and,
kneeling between the infant's thighs she glued her greedy mouth
against the burning quim of the secretary whose hairs, damp with
desire, were stuck to her groins. Carola's tongue licked the
red, flesh of the gaping quim. Penny, almost at her orgasm,
purred with pleasure, her half-open mouth emitting little cries
of pleasure, her eyes shut on her intimate reactions, when
suddenly, she felt two hands grip the little breasts pointed
upward to the ceiling.

	Opening eyes misted with pleasure, she saw Victor naked
at the bedside, smiling gently as he caressed her trembling
breasts. Penny startled in shame, tried to cover herself with a
sheet, but the lawyer prevented her with a gesture that was
gentle but firm. Realizing that the moment of which she had
dreamed so long had come, the child looked at her employer's
athletic body; her eyes drawn invincibly towards his lower
abdomen; a cry of mingled horror and delight escaped her when
she saw the dart that had been haunting her. It seemed
incredible that a man should have a phallus so huge, so thick,
so long.

	The huge gland was completely uncovered and the fine
scarlet skin shone like satin, the orifice was as large as an
eye, the enormous stalk was veined blue, and the base of the
weapon, larger still, was lost in a tuft of curly black hair
that continued up to his chest. As for the balls, they were as
big as fists and dangled between his muscular thighs. How could
a woman stand an assault from such a spear without being ripped
open, but, thought Penny, if it succeeded in penetrating what
joy it must give.

	Victor leaned forward, and while Carola, at the foot of
the bed continued licking and sucking the tiny clitoris, he
seized one breast in his huge mouth and began to caress it,
nibbling at the stiff and sensitive nipple. When Penny began to
moan, he lay down beside her and forced her hand to close around
his burning prick that quivered with delight at the touch of her
childish fingers. In the heat of the emotion procured by
Carola's tongue and Victor's mouth, Penny lost all ideas of
shame and began to caress the huge plaything that she could
hardly grasp. She began to rub it gently, conscious of the
ringed muscle twitching in her grasp as the fingers moved up to
the large gland, titillating the enormous head, where one
opaline drop appeared. Then she began to excite him; she knew
how for her lovers had taught her the rudiments of masculine
masturbation, though with them she had a far more modest
contribution in hand.

	All these caresses had to lead to something. Victor
leaned over her and drove his tongue into her mouth, as if he
wanted to reach her throat. This brutal manner of kissing set
off her final shudder, and Penny rolled over on the bed, the
more so because Carola, when she felt her darling's vagina
palpitate, stuck her finger into the rosebud hidden between the
buttocks. Victor drank in Penny's joyous moans, as with her
mouth pressed against his, she shared her pleasure. At the same
time her hand and thigh were drowned in a warm, viscous flood,
spurting out of the lawyer's quivering prick.

	After a few minutes' rest, the three disengaged
themselves and Victor stood up, his huge, wet tail dangling
limply on the hairy balls. Carola came over to him and pressed
against him while watching Penny, who was sitting on the bed,
looking in amazement at her hand dripping with his sticky sperm.

	"Well," said Carola with a laugh: "At last you've met my
husband's pretty tail. I can see you have been watered
copiously, but don't look so surprised, my child. Wait until he
comes in your mouth and you have to swallow it; you'll find that
you have to be quick if you don't want to stifle."

	The little secretary's face was red with confusion, but
the lawyer took her in his powerful arms and kissed her
tenderly, asking if she wanted to be his little mistress. As she
didn't dare say yes or no, Carola embraced her, cajoling her
with a gentle voice: "Do say yes, my darling. It'll be
marvelous; you'll see how well he makes love; we'll be his two
little wives."

	"But Carola," stammered Penny. "Won't you be jealous?"

	"No, no, my love. On the contrary. I want you to say
yes. I want to see you moan with delight in his arms. I love you
both so much and anyway," laughingly she held up her husband's
penis, "there's enough for two, you know."

	"That's just it," said the little girl, red as a beet.
"I'm afraid it'll hurt."

	"Don't worry kitten," said Victor, cajolingly. "I won't
hurt you. You'll see how well I can do it and how good you'll
feel."

	The couple lay down, one on either side of Penny, and
began to caress the redhead's tender body, and she opened her
legs like a pretty little tart. Victor asked if she wanted to
taste his tongue; she smiled her consent and the lawyer took up
a convenient position for admiring the adorably pussy that had
excited him for so long. His sensual lips came to rest on the
welcoming slit and his tongue began its work. Carola masturbated
gently as she watched her husband. Penny was soon palpitating
with pleasure for the hard male tongue excited her less subtly
perhaps than Carola's but the sensations had a sharper edge. Her
employer had a novel method of driving his pointed tongue into
her vagina, but she like it less when his sadistic instincts
drove him to nibble the lips of her pussy. After a little while
he rose, and tried to role her over on to her stomach. Penny was
frightened but was reassured by Carola: "Don't be alarmed, my
sweet. He only want to do a rosebud. Wouldn't you like him to
lick the hole?"

	Docilely, Penny lay on her belly, offering her plump
rounded rump to her employer. He was panting as he devoured this
lovely little arse with his eyes; he was determined to penetrate
it with his enormous weapon before the end of the night. For the
time being, he kissed the buttocks as chubby as a child's then
placing his hands on the satiny mounds, he separated them,
paying no attention to her modest effort to escape. The sweet
wrinkled hole was minute and he understood why Carola had
recommenced prudence and gentleness in buggering their young
friend. Indeed it would be difficult to introduce such a
gigantic key into such a tiny lock. He began by licking the
little buttonhole very tenderly, and it folded up like a daisy
at the touch of the fascinating tongue. He hardened the tip and
tried to drive it into the tiny hole, but she stiffened and his
tongue came to grief against her sulking anus. After three or
four attempts, he smacked her across the buttocks. "Let yourself
go. Open up, you'll see how good it is." He began licking the
little hole again and felt the child relax. The furrows opened
out a little allowing an inch of his tongue to pass through. He
renewed his ardor, sucking, titillating and eventually seizing
the buttonhole between his lips and milking it as if he had been
at his mother's breast. Penny was shaken with emotion and raised
her scarlet face from the pillow, panting with pleasure.

	Realizing that she was ripe, Victor stopped the caresses
and prepared to fuck her. An excited Carola kissed the young
bottom before helping her friend into the best position for
first contact (lying on the back, legs apart, and a pillow under
the rump). Victor was kneeling. His huge penis was jutting out
like a ship's mast. To make it easier, Carola leaned forward and
covered the weapon with a layer of saliva that would lubricate
the vagina, and when it was dribbling with spit, she took it
between two fingers and placed it between Penny's lower lips.
Penny trembled in apprehension when she felt the huge gland at
the entrance to her body. Victor leaned over her, and, leaning
on his wrists, gave a slow thrust with his hips in an effort to
push in his stallion-like instrument. Slowly but surely, without
and jerks, the gland, well prepared by Carola, insinuated itself
between the angry lips, but even so, it was too big to be easy.
The narrow passage blackened the neck of the gland. Victor
thrust forward violently, and Penny exclaimed in pain that
seared her when the huge weapon half-disappeared into her
vagina. With little jerks, the lawyer succeeded in pushing his
weapon a little further in, but the shaft was too wide; and when
he tried to force it in, Penny wept with pain.

	Then he began to move gently, in a slow come-and-go
movement, withdrawing his dripping organ up to the base of the
gland, then driving it back in a slow penetration that only
inserted two thirds of his weapon. The huge penis was delightful
compressed in the narrow muff and grew bigger with each thrust
of Victor's rump. He was moaning huskily at this hitherto
unknown pleasure. The thought that he was fucking a pleasant
child of nineteen drove him mad. Penny was panting and groaning
at the attacks of this burning spear which was driving deep into
her belly. The pain of the insertion had yielded to an
indescribable pleasure. How different it was from the clumsy
efforts of her young friends. She took pleasure just in the
sight of this powerful man with greying hair laboring above her
and in the terrific sensation she got from the mighty organ
tickling her vagina. With her hands holding her breasts, she
hiccuped and stammered incomprehensible words. Carola,
masturbating madly, followed the movements with lascivious eyes.
She knelt down at the foot of the bed to relish the sight of the
two sexes, and she groaned in ecstasy when she saw the gigantic
penis planted between Penny's legs.

	Carola came back to sit beside Penny to see if she
enjoyed being mounted in this way. The young girl was groaning
childishly, her eyes were turned back and a sliver of saliva
rolled down from her mouth contorted in a rictus. Her head
rolled madly from right to left. Carola leaned over this unknown
face and licked the spit that dribbled down her darling's mouth.
Then she looked lovingly at her husband, fucking away. His brow
was covered in sweat and his heavy breathing betrayed his
excitement. Huskily he murmured: "Oh, Carola, if only you knew
how good it is to fuck her; she's as tight as a glove, but her
cunt is a sweet as honey. Look how she's enjoying herself. But
my tail isn't all inside her, though I feel like driving in all
in."

	"No, no darling. Restrain yourself; you'd only hurt her.
Take it easy. Bit by bit, you'll enlarge her and you'll put it
in her the way you put it in me, up to your balls." As she said
it, she caressed the swollen testicles that swung against
Penny's little cunt, dripping with the liquid from her vagina.
In a frenzy, now, Victor bellowed his and discharged his sperm
into Penny's palpitating vagina, accompanied by her broken
cries. When the gland was withdrawn from the bruised lips, a
flood of sperm and liquid poured out of her vagina and flowed
slowly between her legs, dripping onto the sheet.

	Penny lay exhausted in the same position, eyes shut one
arm over her scarlet face, the wide open legs revealing the
scarlet slit and the fleece thick with sperm. After a moment,
she opened her eyes, and, seeing Carola's and Victor's eyes
fixed on her abdomen, she placed one hand modestly on the sticky
flesh, then shyly asked Carola to take her to the bathroom.




Chapter 6

	A quarter of an hour later, after the ablutions, the
three friends met again. Penny suggested timidly that she should
leave them alone and go to bed, but Carola cried out: "NO
question of that, darling; you'll sleep with us. Look how wide
the bed is? Do you think there isn't room for three?"

	"That's right," cut in the lawyer, already in bed. "Now
you are my two little wives. Unless Penny would rather go to her
own bed? Didn't you like what I just did to you? Don't you love
me even a little?"

	"Oh, I love you both," cried Penny happily. "I love you.
You're so kind to me. I'd never have believed that I could be so
happy."

	As the night was young, there was still time for them to
amuse themselves, particularly as the stifling heat did not
dispose towards sleep All three naked, they smoked a cigarette
and chatted gaily, but soon the lawyer was seized by desire, and
his limp penis began to swell and assume impressive proportions
beneath the amused regards of the two women. Soon it was quite
erect, the gland uncovered, the veins bulging. From time to
time, Victor fidgeted and then his prick started violently,
slapping his hairy abdomen with a dull squelch, then rising
again, stiff, vertical, like a stake awaiting its victim. Penny
stifled a laugh.

	Her little angel face, nailed to the mattress by the
enormous spear that travelled with slow, deep thrusts, was soon
streaming with tears, the mouth that was distorted and gagged by
the huge, hard prick, could proffer no sound, only her heavy
breathing and stifled grunts escaped from her fluttering
nostrils every time that the gland struck the bottom of her
throat. When he felt himself coming, he withdrew his prick only
to discharge in a manner even more lewd. He placed Carola's hand
around his weapon and told her to stroke it over Penny's face.
"Open your mouth, chicken," he said to the child. "I'm going to
come and you're going to swallow." Seizing his prick, Carola,
all excitement, masturbated it firmly. Suddenly it stiffened and
the first drop of sperm appeared. Carola slowed her movements
and squeezed more tightly, and every time her hand pulled
downwards a flood of sperm spurted forth. The first ejection
thickened Penny's mouth and splashed over her cheeks and
forehead. Carola pulled again and another squirt spread a
viscous layer over the child's face. The last drop fell on her
neck, and Victor fell back on his couch, completely emptied,
while Carola, at the peak of her fever, threw herself on her
mistress and greedily licked at the coating of sperm that
covered the pretty little face.

	The two women sucked each other and when they had calmed
down, the three of them laid on their couches and prepared to
sleep. Victor was already dozing when he heard stifled sniffs
coming from the blanket beside him. He stretched out his arm
inquisitively and met Penny's face, streaming with tears.
Thoroughly upset, he lit the lamp and leaned over her; "What is
it, my darling? Why are you crying. Have you got a pain? Are you
unhappy?" But the poor child started off worse than ever and
Victor turned around to wake Carola: "Penny's crying, but she
won't tell me why," he said to his wife, who was looking at him
through bleary eyes. That woke Carola up completely, and she
came over to Penny to try and help her. They covered the poor
pet with kisses and caresses, until finally Penny avowed in a
tearful voice: "You don't love me."

	"Darling, how can you say such a thing? You know we both
adore you."

	"Not true," sniffed Penny. "Victor doesn't love me. He's
just amusing himself with me; he doesn't think about me; he goes
to sleep without bothering about me."

	"Poor little poppet," said Carola with a smile. "Just
think of that. Her little cunt in heat and she wants a good
pricking."

	Victor smiled and took his young mistress in his arms.
Kissing her tenderly on the swollen eyes and little pink ears,
he whispered: "My little dove, you know perfectly well I'm madly
in love with you. If I went to bed without bothering you it's
because I thought you'd had enough with Carola and that you were
tired because of the country air, but if you want to, I'll fuck,
you my pet. I'll fuck you thoroughly. You'll see what is coming
to you. Happy now? Do you want my prick?"

	"Oh yes," mouthed Penny in delight. "I want it."

	"What do you want," asked Victor teasingly. "Tell me
what you want."

	"I want...I want...you...to...to...fuck me,"

	"Do you want me to put it all in tonight?"

	"Oh yes please. But be gentle...don't hurt me too much."

	"Don't worry poppet. On the contrary, you'll like what
I'm going to do." With that he shifted onto his knees and shook
his huge prick in Penny's direction, saying: "Just look at the
huge helping your slit will get tonight, my love. Prepare her a
little," he added to Carola, who, with her saliva, lubricated
copiously Penny's cunt, before lying down, hand in hair, ready
to masturbate an accompaniment.

	Victor had taken position between Penny's thighs, and
with his fingertips parted the velvety folds to open her vagina.
He placed the huge penis at the entrance. He thrust forward and
quivered with delight when his prick punched past the thick lips
and penetrated the velvety blackness. Then he seized Penny's
ankles and raised them in the air until her legs were vertical,
and with her in this position, he began to drive his weapon in
with slow powerful thrusts that shook the poor child who was
clinging to the blanket to resist the brutal blows of the
horse-like weapon that was opening her flesh and penetrating her
panting belly. Soon she could not control her plaintive moans,
for the prick was becoming more and more merciless, trying to
penetrate completely, but the narrowness of the vagina prevented
this. Victor pushed at her legs until she was folded in two, her
thighs on her breasts like some inverted frog, and he forced
himself slowly into the prominent cunt. A long, moaning cry
escaped Penny when the stallion penis disappeared up to the
hairs. It felt as if it were coming out by the navel. She
hiccuped and screamed at each thrust, two trickles of sweat on
her forehead. Pretty Penny had it all, this time, all the huge
penis whose movements seemed to tear her in two and tore from
her screams of delirious joy. She turned her congested face
towards Carola and uttered with difficult: "I've got it all.
I've taken all his prick. He's driven it all in, the way he does
with you."

	Victor thrust on. He could feel the gland buried in her
matrix. It squeezed him like a velvet tong, his balls brushed
against her raised buttocks.

	He no longer withdrew his prick, leaving it well in,
screwing imperceptibly on the spot. At last, with a series of
groans, he felt his sperm flood out her matrix, drowning her
most secret flesh, while Penny let forth yells of joy, dribbling
at the mouth, fists clenched and eyes turned back.




Chapter 7

	The next morning they set out for a long walk in the
woods, until they reached a little waterfall where they bathed
to the accompaniment of joyful cries and piercing laughs that
re-echoed through the leafy forest. After picnicing in the
little clearing, Victor led them by a hidden path to a minute
grassy grove lost in the undergrowth. The afternoon sun played
through the leafy branches, and diapered the green grass.

	"How lovely," exclaimed both women.

	"You'll find it less attractive later on," hissed Victor.

	In the middle of the clearing lay a tree trunk and
Victor sat on this natural seat, drawing his darlings to him.

	"My sweet," he said to Penny. "You know I promised to
punish you today. The time is now and the place is here."

	The little redhead turned an imploring regard to the
lawyer, but she'd have had more chance of winning over a tiger.
Victor's sadistic side was uppermost for the time being.

	"Take down your knickers," he continued with a smile.
"And you can sit on the grass," he said to Carola. "It's your
turn after." When Penny had taken off her shorts and panties, he
ordered her to sit astride the tree trunk. "Now lie down," he
said and pushed her shoulders by way of encouragement. With a
handkerchief he bound her wrists under the trunk, and treated
her ankles in the same way with the scarf that Carola wore
around her breast.

	"Why has he tied me up like this?" asked Penny in a
frightened voice. "I'm afraid," she snivelled. "Come close to me
Carola. What is he going to do?"

	"I don't know, darling," whispered Carola. "A good
thrashing, I suppose; you must be brave, my love. But don't you
feel a kind of thrill at the idea that he has you at his mercy?
that you're the victim of his lewd desires?"

	"A bit, yes...but I'm so afraid."

	"So am I...but I'm wet just the same."

	"Where is he?" asked Penny, turning her head with
difficulty.

	"I don't know. He's around somewhere. Oh, let me kiss
your poor little bottom, to give it courage."

	At that moment, Victor reappeared in the clearing. In
one hand he was holding twenty or so rushes, that he had picked
near the stream. With the other, he was carefully holding a
bunch of nettles, wrapped in a handkerchief, that he placed out
of Penny's sight.

	"Look at these, my pretty," he sniggered, shaking the
blades in front of her nose. "Look what's going to punish you
for your refusal."

	"Oh no, Victor, not that, not that. It will hurt too
much." begged Penny. "No! No! If you like, you can bugger me,
only be gentle, but not that."

	But she was in no condition to dictate to Victor, and he
burst out laughing. "Oh no, my little nanny-goat, you can't have
my prick. I'm reserving that for Carola. You're getting the
whip." With that, he stood behind the child who was offering him
her defenseless rump, and with the tips of the rushes he
caressed the frightened globes, before lashing at her rump. A
dozen red weals appeared on the milky skin and Penny screamed
with pain. With a twist of his wrist, Victor struck again, then
again, and covered the hemispheres with an uninterrupted rain of
blows which soon transformed the lily-white flesh into a sea of
red.

	Penny's face was dripping with tears, and piercing
screams issued from the open mouth. Victor continued to whip
away, not bothering about his victim's moans. Now her poor
little bottom was like a poppy in bloom, and the lawyer took
advantage of her wriggling, which revealed her cunt, to strike
hard between her thighs. The rushes beat on the poor little cunt
and on the thick lips of her sex, and a cry of agony escaped the
unfortunate Penny. He struck her three or four times between the
thighs then threw away the battered rushes. Next he seized the
nettles and caressed the burning buttocks with the venomous
plant. At first the freshness of the leaves relieved Penny, but
soon her buttocks were covered with pimples and swellings, and
the hellish itching drove her mad. Victor enjoyed the frenzied
contortions of his victim and his huge prick palpitated with
pleasure at the sound of her screams. In desperation, Penny
rubbed her buttocks together in a vain effort to relieve the
dreadful itchiness on her rump. Her cries were no longer human,
her mouth frothed, and her tortured face was covered with tears
and sweat. At one moment, through nervousness, a flood of urine
that she could not control, poured out of her fiery cunt and
rolled down her thighs.

	Victor could no longer contain himself. He dragged
Carola over to the tree and made her take up the same position
as Penny. Docilely, Carola placed herself across the tree behind
Penny, with her bottom in her face.

	"Lick her," said Victor. "It'll relieve her." But Penny
had fainted.

	The lawyer moved behind his wife and placed his huge
phallus between her buttocks, and without preparation, without
lubrication, he began the task of buggering her. The enormous
gland bounced off as the tiny hole contracted in fear. He move
it back into position and weighed on it with all his strength,
pushing brutally at the rectum. Slowly, ferociously, he shoved
into his wife's dry arse, ripping the delicate membranes of her
anal canal. Now the clearing echoed with Carola's plaintive
cries. Fortunately her husband's excitement had reached its
paroxysm; he had scarcely begun to screw the narrow muscular
ring when an orgasm floored him in a copious ejaculation.

	After he had rested a little, he picked her up and bore
her off to the stream, where he helped her to bath her suffering
anus; then he ran back to free Penny, and brought her to the
stream. He sat her squarely in the water and the contact of the
icy water on her burning buttocks brought life back to the
charming victim, who recoiled in fright when she saw Victor
standing over her but he reassured her tenderly and asked her to
forgive him if he had been too unkind. The child refused to
reply and turned her silky head towards Carola who was bathing
her bruised flesh. When Penny had fully recovered they were back
to the tent, where they rested while Victor packed their
belongings.

	The next day both women were still sulking and repulsed
all Victor's advances, but they could not resist that evening
when he came home laden with presents, that they opened with gay
laughs. The apartment, which fortunately was soundproof,
resounded the cries and groans of pleasure occasionally
mitigated by erotic pain.




Chapter 8

	At the beginning of the winter, the lawyer received a
letter which was to influence Penny's destiny. He had scarcely
begun reading it when he jumped with joy and brandished the
piece of paper towards Carola. "Louis is back from Paris," he
cried. "He says he'll call tomorrow evening."

	"Wonderful," cried Carola. She turned to Penny: "You'll
see how handsome he is. He's a great friend of ours..."

	When Victor had left for town, Penny came to sit on
Carola's knees and while Carola caressed her breast she asked
inquisitively: "Who is he exactly, this type?"

	"You'll see, darling. He's wonderful. So kind and so
distinguished! He's from Barbados."

	"A negro?" said Penny, in surprise.

	"Not quiet. He's mixed...his skin is hardly tanned. He's
really terrific, you know. As tall as Victor, but slimmer...and
so elegant! You'll see. I'm sure you'll like him."

	You said he was a great friend of yours."

	"A most intimate friend. He's a lawyer too, and he and
Victor were at the Temple together. I met them both at the same
time and for a little while I wasn't sure which I'd marry."

	"Did he...has he...have you been to bed with him?"
stammered Penny, embarrassed by the question.

	Carola blushed slightly and confessed that she had
indeed often been fucked by Louis, before and after her marriage
and she had even found herself several times impaled between
both men.

	Penny was stupefied. Two men at the same time...but it
must be dreadful...and how could it be done...and did it hurt?

	Carola explained everything in detail. "And," she added,
"Louis is like a bull."

	"What do you mean," asked Penny naively.

	"I mean that his prick is even bigger than Victor's."

	"You're making fun of me." Penny was incredulous. "How
do you expect me to swallow that one? I didn't think it was
possible for a man to have one as big as Victor's"

	"I swear, my pet," said Carola with a laugh. "Louis's
prick is phenomenal. He must get that from his negro ancestors.
Besides you'll see."

	"I'll see?" said the poppet in dismay.

	"Of course, darling. If he's our friend, he'll be yours
too. I swear he's very charming."

	"I don't want him to touch me. I'd be afraid with a
thing as big as that."


Chapter 9


	The next afternoon, while both Victor and Carola were
out, the doorbell rang. When Penny opened it, she was confronted
with a tall, elegant man, slim, with blue eyes and a thin face.

	"No doubt you would like to see Mr. Jennings?" asked
Penny.

	"I would indeed."

	"I'm afraid I don't know when he'll be back. He's in
town today with a client. Would you like to make and
appointment?"

	"If it doesn't bother you too much, I'd like to wait,"
said the young man.

	Penny introduced the strange young man into the bureau
and after offering him a armchair, she went on with her work.
She examined him surreptitiously. "He's really attractive," she
thought. "But who can he be?" At that moment she heard the front
door opening: "That will be Mrs. Jennings," she declared. "I'll
tell her you're here." She found Carola taking off her coat and
told her about the strange man who was so handsome. Carola was
most intrigued, and, after rearranging her hair, she went to see
who it was.

	Imagine Penny's stupefaction when she saw Carola
literally fling herself into the man's arms, while he swing her
off her feet and covered her face with kisses.

	"Louis, darling: why did you stay away so long? We
missed you so much."

	Louis! Penny was stunned. She had been expecting some
negro, slightly lighter perhaps than most, and it was this
handsome man.

	"I swear I dreamed about you and especially about your
prick."

	The young man placed his hand on Carola's mouth and
looked significantly in Penny's direction. Carola burst out
laughing and turned towards the girl, saying in an amused tone:
"It's true, you don't know each other yet. Come here Penny.
Come, poppet. Let me introduce Louis. I've already talked about
him to you. Louis, you have in front of you Penny our little
friend.... a very dear friend to Victor and me.... very dear, if
you see what I mean."

	At that moment Victor too appeared and the two men
greeted each other affectionately, exchanging news of mutual
friends. Finally it was decided that Louis would spend the
evening with them. Carola telephoned to a restaurant to have a
meal for four sent up, and while they were waiting, Victor mixed
some drinks. The dinner was watered by an excellent champagne,
and by desert the conversation was in the right tone. Carola was
stimulated by the thought of the future communal rites and
heated by the champagne which the men had so liberally served
her, so it was she who started the ball rolling. "Louis darling,
you have next to you a little idiot. who won't believe that your
prick is even more upstanding than Victor's. Show it to her.
Give it to me, I'll show her," and she leaned forward to
unbutton his fly.

	"Wait a minute, wait a minute," laughed Louis. "She'd
only be disappointed: "I'm not erect yet. Besides, perhaps she
doesn't want to see it. I is true," he asked, turning to Penny,
"that you want me to show you my dart?"

	She didn't dare reply, and Victor, who was caressing her
breasts, laughed as he said: :Don't be taken in by her saintly
expression. She's a real little pervert and I'm sure she's wet
at the thought of your prick, so don't stand on ceremony. Show
it to her. Besides I propose this; they'll turn around and
undress in front of us, which will give us an erection and then
they'll come and suck our weapons.

	The clothes dropped one by one, and soon the women were
left in their suspenders and briefs, and these came off in time
and the two sweethearts showed their moons in all their
splendor, revealing at the same time the little wrinkled holes
and the moss of their cunts. Carola sprang onto her husband's
prick, leaving Louis to Penny's tender care. Penny looked
timidly at Louis's abdomen, then let forth a cry of horror at
the sight of the immense dart nodding between his legs. It would
not have been out of place on a well set-up donkey. Louis pushed
out his belly to emphasis its size. Pretty Penny couldn't take
her eyes off it, she looked like a rabbit fascinated by a
serpent.

	Louis asked her gently: "Have you ever seen one like
that? Tell me, my pet, do you like it? Do you want to kiss it?
Do you want to do what Carola is doing?"

	Penny lifted her frightened eyes: "It's too big, I'll
never get it in my mouth."

	"I'll help you darling. Kneel down on this cushion and
open your mouth."

	Louis took his huge prick in his fingers, and smiling
lasciviously, he caressed the child's face with it, first her
parted her lips, then her crimson cheeks, and lastly under her
nose for her to smell the exciting odor that rose from the wet
gland. The powerful, aphrodisiac perfume went to Penny's head
and she licked his prick greedily. Then Louis lowered his huge
gland in front of her open mouth, and the lips opened as far as
possible in an effort to envelop it. But the gland was too big
to go in alone, so Louis seized Penny's head and slowly, with a
thrust of his abdomen, he drove the penis into her mouth. It was
still tot big for her to slide her mouth up and down the stem,
so he took her face in his hands and began to move slowly
backwards and forwards. Penny looked at him with emotion and he
replied with a smile and a slight acceleration of the piston.
The child started and let out a groan that was stifled by a gag;
the enormous prick hurt her mouth and each thrust sent her head
back, while the gland hit the bottom of her throat, making her
retch. Nonetheless Louis continued his task, and Penny raised an
ecstatic regard towards the man to show she was happy. Soon the
big cylinder began to move more rapidly, his prick was more
brutal in its movements as if it wanted to break in her throat,
and her head shook backwards and forwards under the pressure.
Suddenly she felt as if her throat had burst and a torrent of
burning sperm filled her mouth. She had to swallow to avoid
choking, but Carola, who had been watching, rushed over to her
dear friend, and, gluing her mouth on Penny's shared the erotic
cocktail.

	After a little rest, Victor stretched his wife out on
the table, and, peeling a banana, thrust it into her vagina.
Then he leaned over and gluing his mouth to her cunt, he sucked
the banana, eating a good third of it, then he beckoned Louis
who also partook of this original desert; when he had finished
it was Penny's turn, and her part of the fruit had melted in the
warmth of the wet vagina, was viscous and sticky with Carola's
desire. Then Louis came back to the attack. He raised Carola's
buttocks and placed his prick in the gaping cunt, but it slipped
on the wetness and missed the entrance.

	"Take it in your hand," he said to Penny "and help me
put it in."

	She place the huge fruit at the entrance to her vagina
and held it in the right direction. Louis thrust forward and her
lips yielded to the enormous phallus. Two or three more thrusts
and it was almost completely invisible. Louis withdrew slightly
and Penny felt the slippery weapon move in her grasp, then with
a brutal bound, he drove his prick in up to the balls, wedging
her hand against Carola's sex, while Carola herself groaned with
pleasure and hung on the edge of the table.

	"Take away your hand, darling," said Louis. "You're
preventing me from getting right in." The child took her hand
away and the young man began screwing his victim like some wild
animal. Carola groaned and screamed and demanded more violence
still in the movements that shook her from head to foot.

	At that moment, Penny felt Victor glide his prick into
her hand, whispering at the same time; "Stroke me, or I'll take
you from behind."

	Terrified at his prospect, Penny took his dart and began
to masturbate his lover. "Don't you want to put it in me?" she
whispered, excitedly. "Don't you want to make love."

	"Of course, my darling, but I'm reserving you for Louis,
who's going to fuck you in front of me later. I shall console
myself with Carola."

	"But he's too big for me," exclaimed Penny.

	"All the better. Don't you want to taste that beautiful
prick? Just see how Carola's enjoying it."

	At that moment, Carola's cries increased in volume and
mingled with the grunts of Louis's orgasm.

	After another rest, Louis seized Penny passionately to
him, and she felt his weapon rigid against her tender flesh. "My
sweet love," he whispered. "Will you be mine?" Will you be my
wife? I love you so much. Tell me, my dove, do you want to make
love with me?"

	"Oh yes," she stammered. "But be gentle... you're so
big... and I'm so small."

	"Don't be frightened, darling. I'll be gentle with you.
I want to make you scream with joy in my arms... I don't want to
hurt you... I love you, sweetheart... and if you are willing
this first contact shall be our engagement."

	"Engagement," stuttered Penny.

	"Yes, darling. If you like me, will you take me for
husband and lover?"

	"I hope this is serious," said Victor with a smile.
"She's our little protegee and you mustn't hurt her or Carola
will scratch your eyes out."

	"That's right," added Carola. "You can take her if you
like, but you must not play with her heart, because I'm sure she
like you a lot."

	"Where did you think all that up?" exclaimed Louis.
"I've never been so serious in all my life and I've never wanted
anyone for my wife the way I want this darling little redhead."
There was an explosion of joy, kisses, congratulations and more
champagne. But Victor looked a little sad.

	"What's the matter, old man?" asked Louis. "You don't
look very pleased. Does it annoy you?"

	"Its not that old boy. Its just that I'm a bit sad a the
thought of losing Penny forever."

	"How stupid can you get?" asked Louis. I hope we'll
always be close friends, and since you lend me Carola, I shall
lend you Penny whenever you want her...unless she doesn't want
to."

	"Of course I want to, and I'm very happy," said Penny,
"for I should have been miserable to leave them," and she threw
herself shyly in Carola's arms.

	The moment had come to celebrate the engagement and the
two women led the way into the bedchamber. When the men arrived,
the two darlings were playing on the bed. They watched for a
second then Victor clapped his hands, saying: "Take your places
for the quadrille. Carola, suck her pretty little cunt to
lubricate it, and Penny, you kiss your fiance's prick, so that
it will slide in easily."

	When the two organs were ready, Louis kissed Penny and
told her to get on all fours on the bed. Louis came behind her
and his weapon tickled the separation of her buttocks.
"No...No!" screamed Penny, "Not there...it'll hurt too much."

	"No, my darling. I'm not going to sodomize you. I'm
going to fuck you in the Roman position...Is that all right?"

	"Yes, I don't mind that, but not in my anus."

	"But my dove, don't you ever want me to take you the
back way?"

	"I'd love to give you pleasure, Louis, but your thing is
so huge, you'll ruin me for life."

	"But I intend on doing it on our wedding night, my pet.
Will you refuse me then?"

	"I love you too much to refuse, but I know you'll hurt
me dread- fully."

	Louis reassured his little fiancee, then opened wide her
legs, kneeling between them, and placed his weapon in the gaping
cunt. Straightening his weapon in the gaping cunt. Straightening
slowly, he seized her by the hips to hold her in position, then
thrust forward. Penny cried when the monstrous prick broke past
the delicate lips; she felt her flesh yield before the powerful
penetration of the huge dart. It felt as if it were his wrist
that entered her, so hard it was, and when he began to screw her
with all his strength she had to grip the sheets to withstand
the assault. She looked like a young greyhound being mounted by
a Great Dane. To make the thrusts deeper, Louis pulled her
towards him with every forward movement, and so his huge penis
disappeared up to the balls, and no-one could have guessed that
she was sheltering such and abnormal prick. A thrust, more
brutal than the rest, made her lose her balance and she
collapsed on the bed, but her rump was still held high by Louis
who continued to fuck her.

	Penny was delirious with pleasure. She had never felt
anything so wonderful. The rhythmic motions of the giant dart,
driven deep into her distended vagina, shook her with voluptuous
thrills. The sound that poured from her open mouth were
inarticulate; her eyes were closed. Her vagina was tortured by
indescribable sensations that made her whole body shudder. She
was dribbling and didn't realize it. Louis movements became
jerkier and more violent; his breathing was difficult, and
ruffled groans betrayed the pleasure he must feel at having his
mighty prick compressed in the narrow sheath. Suddenly he clung
savagely to the child, and gave three last brutal thrusts,
before his sperm, to the accompaniment of his yells, flooded the
depths of her vagina. Penny was maddened by her joy. She
screamed long and loud when she felt the first jet of sperm
drown her flesh, and she tainted, still hanging by the dreadful
tail that impaled her.

	From that day on, Louis visited every day. Often they
went out together, and one afternoon, when they were in a box in
the cinema, he asked her to stroke him. Penny amused herself by
masturbating his huge weapon while watching the screen with an
innocent expression. When he felt it coming, he asked her to put
a handkerchief over it to avoid staining his suit, but Penny was
intoxicated by his prick, and, leaning over, glued her lips to
the enormous gland and received the discharge, full in her
mouth. As a reward, Louis slipped his hand under her skirt and
caressed her until she too was shaken by a spasm of pleasure.




Chapter 10

	At last the necessary papers for the marriage were
completed and the long awaited day arrived. The wedding was very
chic, for both lawyers were very well connected. Penny was
wearing a heavenly white dress which emphasized her air of
innocence and many of the male guests felt an itching in his
penis at the thought that the pretty little bride, so immaculate
in her virginal dress, would be deflowered that night. Little
did they know that the lovely redhead had long ago lost both
virginities and was frequently fucked and buggered by two
enormous pricks that would have frightened many women. The happy
day ended with a magnificent dinner; fifty guests, and towards
the end of the evening the happy pair took their leave,
officially off to Italy. In fact they were leaving the next day.
The first night was to be spent with Carola and Victor in the
new villa where Louis and Penny would live on their return.

	First of all, Louis undressed Penny, then she had to
undress her husband, punctuating the task with little licks and
kisses to excite his desire. When the others were naked, they
all moved over to the large bed, where the sodomitic sacrifice
would take place, for the moment had come.

	Carola, the mistress of ceremonies, disposed Penny in
the appropriate position, half-lying on the edge of the bed,
legs hanging over the edge, kneeling on the white bearskin that
acted as carpet. Louis came and knelt behind his wife who
shuddered in apprehension when she felt his heavy hands separate
her chubby cheeks. Instinctively she contracted her anus, but
Louis salivated his gland abundantly, then leant forward and
sucked her anus in order to lubricated it. Straightening
slightly, he directed his terrifying weapon towards the narrow
way of Sodom. For a little while he contented himself with
caressing the little pastille. Penny allowed him to continue,
but when she felt a slightly heavier pressure and realized he
was preparing to bugger her, she turned around and said
trembling, "darling, be gentle with me."

	Louis kissed her by way of reassurance, then holding the
cheeks well apart he thrust slowly forward. The anus yielded to
the pressure of the gland, but the phallus was far too large too
enter and re- bounded off the tiny hole. Louis tried again but
with no more success. The third time he jerked brutally into her
anus, and this time, the entrance was forced and a few
millimeters of the huge prick were swallowed up. Penny yelled
and continued her pleading. Louis put his two thumbs to her anus
and held it wide open, while with clenched teeth, he pushed
forward. The gland disappeared completely, splitting the walls
of the anus. Penny screamed in agony and struggled to escape the
dreadful impalement that tortured her, but Louis was gripping
her tightly. He paid no attention to her childish moans, but
continued his work, thrusting forward once more. But his massive
prick was much thicker at the base and the huge mass was wedged
as if in a vice. He could neither advance nor retreat.

	Victor passed him some almond oil, and with it, Louis
anointed the ravaged edges of her anus and the long stalk that
was planted between her buttocks. Nothing could stop him now; he
had to enter her. Slowly, under the pressure, and thanks to the
almond oil, the dreadful spear penetrated the distended anus.
The pressure of the anal walls squeezed his dart so tightly, he
could hardly make it move. Frowning and with gritted teeth, he
withdrew slightly, then pushed suddenly forward, driving it in
almost up to the hairs. Penny was almost fainting. Her cries
were like those of a woman in travail; it felt as if her anus
would split in two. She had never suffered so much, and with
dripping brow, she was on the point of losing consciousness for
despite her prayers and supplications, the torture continued.

	Louis stopped a second, panting, to prolong his pleasure
and Penny thought it was over at last, but soon he began to
burrow in her entrails, burning the walls of the hole that was
no longer little. Suddenly Louis stood up, but his prick was so
tightly encircled by the wretched anus, that Penny's rump rose
with it, and she hung in space, her legs dangling, her face
covered with tears. Then Louis pushed her into the middle of the
bed, and as, after all, his weight was beginning to tell, he
threw himself upon her violently and succeeded in entering the
gigantic base of his weapon. Penny fainted at the shock and felt
nothing of the torrent of sperm that flooded her intestines,
while Louis bellowed like a wild beast.

	When Louis extracted his bruised prick, he laughingly
showed his friends the result of the wild embrace. Penny's anus
was inside out and the scarlet membranes were sticky with sperm.
The hole had been so horribly enlarged by the size of the weapon
that it looked like a quim that had strayed between her buttocks.

	"Well, my beauty," said Victor gaily. "This time you
really got something in the back. I hope you like it."

	Penny was walking, bent in two, as if she still had
something in her arse. "It was dreadful," she said sulkily. "I'd
never have believed that you could be so cruel," she continued
turning to Louis.

	"But, darling, you stood it all right."

	"I had to."

	To calm her, everyone sucked her anus and the gentle
caresses of the three tongues soon brought Penny's smile back.
Caress followed caress that night, and about three in the
morning Penny's division between her two lovers was consecrated.
First of all, Louis wanted to show his wife once more the
stiffness of his weapon and, lying on his back, he made Penny
sit astride him. She lowered her rump onto his spear, guiding
him into her cunt, then she weighed gently on it until it
entered her vagina, grimacing as she did so. She had swallowed
three quarters of the weapon, when Louis, who could stand it no
longer, seized her lips, and drove in his prick up the balls.
Penny exclaimed at the pain, but started screwing her husband
like a real little woman, moving up and own the penis in
erection.

	Louis made a discreet gesture in Victor's direction who
jumped up behind Penny. Penny protested and tried to jump up
when she realized what was happening, but Louis was gripping her
firmly, laughing to reassure her, while Victor placed the tip of
his gland on the anus that was hardened with fright. He'd
greased his prick with almond oil, and the distended hole had
been somewhat enlarged by the previous penetration; it was not
difficult for him to introduce his gland into her anus. But the
size of his prick dilated the still sensitive membranes and
caused Penny to cry out in pain. But with one or two thrusts, he
drove his prick up to the hairs in her arse.

	Then both men began to screw their charming victim who
wriggled and snivelled at the movements of the giant darts that
burrowed in her. When Louis partly withdrew his, Victor pulled
on her youthful buttocks and penetrated to his balls the burning
depths of her rectum. The two huge pricks were separated only by
a thin membrane and the two men felt their weapons rub against
each other and this increased their pleasure. Then, encouraging
each other with obscene phrases, they changed their tactics and
penetrated simultaneously in a slow cadenced rhythm. Penny was
sobbing with masochistic pleasure at the regular blows of the
mighty pricks that were tearing her apart. Her body was
convulsed and dripping with sweat; she was exclaiming
incoherently, hysterical with joy at the idea of being nailed
like a butterfly pierced with two pins.

	Dribbling with delight, Penny no longer felt her burning
arse, shaken like a rag doll between the two men screwing for
all they were worth. Suddenly she screamed with pleasure in a
concerto of cries and groans, while her martyred flesh was
flooded on either side by torrents of sperm.

	The next day the happy couple took the train for Italy
and fresh pleasures, which may well be the subject of another
story if our charming readers have not found this one too
boring. 	                                                

THE END