by Tina Clark
“No! Oh please don’t do that!” Jilly squealed.
“There you are giving orders now and I was just being friendly, doing a little touchy feely thing!” Pippa said all hurt.
“But I didn’t mean that,” Jilly whined, “I meant the bit about Terry...and his customers...Ooh!”
“That’s all right then,” Pippa said, “I forgive you and you do have lovely skin...it’s quite impossible to resist...” and her fingers resumed their trailing, this time over Jilly’s buttocks and into the cleft of her bottom and further down to touch the outer lips of her slit and press them and roll them between her thumb and forefinger. “What a nice pussy! You don’t mind, do you Jilly? I don’t suppose I have to tell anyone...depending on how we get on, of course...Would you like that?”
Jilly was trying to reply, her mouth was open but only little panicky breaths were issuing. Her thoughts originally fearful had now been replaced by a new disturbing turmoil, a creeping anticipation of Pippa’s exploring fingers which were so confusing and exciting her...about what they were doing...and how she was feeling about it.
“Aren’t women’s pussies soft...and so beautiful?” Pippa asked her slipping a few fingers into Jilly’s slit and trailing them dizzyingly down to her clitoris, stopping there to give it a tweak...electrifyingly, before turning gentle little circles...“Oh, what’s this?” Pippa asked loudly and disappeared into the back somewhere leaving Jilly’s pussy inflamed with need and her mind struggling to cope with unfamiliar desire.
“I see you’ve discovered my box...No, that’s not right, I’ve discovered your box!” and Pippa laughed. “But you’ve been in my toy box...and it appears that you’ve been playing with at least one of my toys... Jilly?” Pippa said standing behind her holding up the chrome dildo.
“I couldn’t help it!” Jilly said, “It looked so beautiful and it was so smooth!”
“And you enjoyed it...obviously!” she said, running her finger along its once shiny surface, drawing a line through the mist.
“Yes, yes...Oh I’m so sorry!” Jilly whined.
“It’s too late for that Jilly...much too late,” Pippa informed her, “But let’s not talk about it now. Let me see...” and she knelt down behind Jilly and touched her pussy lips with her fingers again. “I thought you were feeling a little slick...”
Her fingers fluttered inside Jilly’s slit and one of them entered her and moved around exploratively while Jilly squeaked and squirmed and said, “Oh my goodness!” lots of times especially when Pippa inserted another finger and found Jilly’s G-spot and pressed it and rubbed around and over it, making Jilly gasp through her open mouth and call softly, “Aw! Aw! Aw!”
“Oh yes, very slick!” Pippa said entirely ignoring Jilly’s consternation. “It must have slipped in easily...did it? Shall we see?” and while Jilly panicked again and gasped again, Pippa pushed the dildo into Jilly’s pussy and slowly glided it fully up her vagina, holding it at the top and turning it around, giving Jilly the full benefit of its clever curve.
“Oh! Oh! Uh!” Jilly gasped, teetering on the edge of orgasm.
“Did you have a nice come...with my toy?” Pippa asked her, shaking the dildo rapidly in Jilly’s pussy.
“No, I just wanted a little shot,” Jilly replied and groaned loudly and shuddered as Pippa pulled the dildo out of her vagina and laid it on her back.
“Well that’s not what it looks like on the monitor Jilly I have to tell you,” Pippa said. “When you were putting the lights on before you came down here, you must have inadvertently switched on the video camera...and there you are...see look up to your right!” and Jilly did. “Coming like a train!”
“Oooh!”
“A very sexy train I must say!” Pippa said, her fingers having replaced the dildo and now revolving in Jilly’s vagina doing unfathomable things to her brain. “But you do tell lies don’t you Jilly? It’s very naughty...don’t you think?” Her fingers stopped revolving and slapped Jilly’s clitoris sharply several times sending desperate spasms shooting about through her body.
“Yes! It is...I’m so sorry!” Jilly wept but still wanting Pippa to put her fingers back.
“Thankfully I can help you with that,” Pippa said. “What you need is a bit of punishment... to absolve you of your guilt. Would you like that?”
“Punishment?”
“Yes, just a little spanking...for your own good, I’m sure you’d feel a lot better afterwards. Shall I do it now?”
Suddenly all Jilly wanted in the world was for Pippa to spank her and to spank her good and hard. “If you think that would help Pippa,” she said and waited.
“Say please then.”
“Please.”
“Mistress Pippa, I think Jilly. Slave Jilly’s better too don’t you think?”
“Yes,” Jilly whispered almost moved to tears by relief now that Pippa had taken control of things and stopped asking her to justify herself.
“Yes what?” Pippa asked her sharply.
“Yes Mistress Pippa,” Jilly sighed softly. Crack! Pippa’s hand landed smartly on Jilly’s right cheek. “Ow!” Jilly shouted. Crack! On the left. Crack! Crack! Crack! On the right again. “Ooh! Aah! Ah!” Jilly shouted, the not inconsiderable pain making her bounce about in the machine like that puppet again.
“I hope you feel better Slave Jilly, I do!” Pippa said as Jilly rolled about panting and groaning, her bottom nipping from the slaps. “I think it’s all about getting our new relationship off to the right start! Don’t you agree?”
“Yes,” Jilly said. Crack! “Ow! Yes, Mistress Pippa!”
“That was supposed to be punishment Slave Jilly,” Pippa said kneeling behind Jilly’s bottom, her hands on the top of Jilly’s legs, her thumbs pulling on the flesh of her inner thighs so that her pussy lips were even more stretched apart. “But I don’t think you’re contrite at all...I think you enjoyed it! Do you know how I know that?”
“No Mistress Pippa,” Jilly said knowing full well.
“Because I can see pussy juice running down your crack and coating your clitoris. See?” and she ran her finger up Jilly’s slit collecting the offending liquid and brought it round to Jilly’s face. “What do you have to say for yourself?”
“Ooh! I’m sorry!” Jilly said.
“That’s not good enough!” Pippa told her. “You’ll have to be punished further. Now open your mouth.”
“What?” Jilly said and received another smack for the insolence. “Ow!” she whined but stopped when Pippa inserted her finger into Jilly’s mouth and made her suck on her own secretions.
“Lick my finger properly! That’s better! Now what did it taste like?” and she reached round and fingered Jilly’s pussy again rubbing against her inflamed clitoris and very nearly making her come.
“Yummy,” Jilly said truthfully.
“Yummy uh?” and Pippa put her wet fingers into her mouth and sucked on them. “You’re right, it is yummy,” she said and disappeared behind Jilly again. “What a lot there is too!” she said and momentarily Jilly felt her breath on her inner thighs just a second before her tongue in her slit.
“Ah yes!” Jilly cried in relief and came on Pippa’s tongue as she rubbed it over her clitoris. “Lick me! Lick me!” she shouted and pushed back on Pippa’s face as far as the chains would allow her. Pippa didn’t draw back; instead she pushed her face harder into Jilly’s slit turning it from side to side, rasping her tongue over her clitoris and sucking and chewing on her labia. “Aw yes!” Jilly cried orgasms tearing through her body. “Put it in! Please put it in!” Jilly begged and was rewarded by the invasion of her hole by Pippa’s tongue and what felt like half of her face as well. “Fuck Yes!” Jilly screamed and suffered an orgasm so massive it left her hanging exhausted and still, panting in her chains.
Chapter Three
“Pippa? Are
you down there?” Neville shouted from somewhere above.
“I can’t deny it!”
“What are you doing?”
“Oh I’m just passing the time of day with Jilly.”
“Are you? I thought you wanted to keep that place secret?
“Well, I did...but evidently, Jilly had other ideas.”
“Oh? This sounds interesting, can I come down?”
“I would think so, it’s more your house than Jilly’s! Mind you, she can’t get down.”
There was the sound of heavy feet on the stairs, which stopped near the bottom and was replaced by a man’s gasp. “I see what you mean,” Neville said. “Told you she had a fabulous figure!”
“And you were right too. Any bit in particular?” Pippa asked him as though they were talking about a picture.
“Well, ignoring the obvious...for the time being, I must say her tits hanging down like that are all right.”
“Wait ‘till you see this!” Pippa said reaching over and grabbing Jilly’s breasts by the nipples and swinging them vigorously from side to side. “Look at them go!”
“God yes, you’re right, they are terrific! Can I do that?”
“Yes of course dear. We were just discussing those very rules, weren’t we Jilly? We’ve decided, you can do what you like...haven’t we Jilly?”
“Yes,” Jilly croaked.
“Damned generous of you Jilly! Oh and nice to see you again!” Neville said and Jilly drew in her breath as she felt his hands encircle her body and cup her breasts. He squeezed and lifted them and set them swinging in opposite directions which made them clap loudly together and sent shudders through Jilly’s body then he pinched and pulled at her nipples.
“Yes hello, nice to see you again Neville,” Jilly replied lifting her head and smiling sweetly in the mirror.
Neville waved and smiled back. “God but that’s a nice tight little arsehole too y’know Pips! Isn’t it?”
Pippa laughed and dipped a finger in it causing Jilly’s brain to register a nine on the shock-o-meter. “It is!” she said and bent and kissed it, scoring a straight ten. “And I’m sure you’ll think of something to do with it before long!”
“Oh I already have...” Neville said, “But what have you two been up to?”
“This ‘n that,” Pippa replied. “Jilly’s been breaking into our house and going through our things...”
“Oh!” Neville said.
“Yes, an act I am just about to cane her for...but before that we were talking...although I couldn’t resist popping my finger into her vagina...well it’s just hanging there like a ripe apricot begging for it...in fact, if I’m perfectly honest, I had a little lick at it too. Tastes delicious!”
“Oh you’re so sexy Pippa,” Neville laughed, “And I just bet it does! Wish I’d seen that though!”
“Would you like me to re-enact the scene for you Neville? You don’t mind, do you Jilly?”
“No, feel free!” Jilly squeaked, just not believing she was saying it and then trying not to make too much noise in front of Neville as his wife gave her head but finding it very difficult since Pippa didn’t hold back and soon had her gasping on the edge of another orgasm.
“God that’s brilliant!” Neville said, “I love you going down on a girl Pips...Jilly obviously enjoyed it - judging by all the grunting she was doing, didn’t you Jilly?”
“Yes, thank you that was lovely!” Jilly chirped trying to cover the embarrassment of suffering multiple orgasms in front of Neville from his wife’s licking.
“...And what a boner it’s given me!” Neville continued.
“Thank you darling, that’s nice!” Pippa told him, the bottom half of her face wet. “Let’s see it then...You can give it to Jilly to suck if you like?”
“Really?” Neville said. “You fine with that Jilly?”
“Yes,” Jilly said and smiled bravely as Neville lifted her head on its side and unzipping his fly released a large hard cock in front of her face.
“Say Ah!” he said and promptly pushed it into her mouth. It had been a long time since Jilly sucked cock and once the shock had passed she realised just how much she’d missed it and she really went for it, rolling her head around and her tongue around its head and sucking on it as hard as she could. “God Almighty!” Neville said, one hand holding Jilly’s head on his cock and the other under her body pulling on her nipples. “Lucky Terry!”
“Don’t get too lucky!” Pippa told Neville, “You’ve still got Jilly’s other end to give a proper seeing to...and then there’s me!”
Neville laughed and withdrew his cock from Jilly’s mouth. He bent down beside her and picked her head up in his hands and kissed her deeply, his tongue wrestling with hers and his mouth sucking on her lips. “Thank you,” he said. “Now I’m going to fuck you, but properly...if that’s okay with you?”
“I want you to,” Jilly told him, “I’ve never wanted anything so much in my life!”
Neville stood up and stripped off his clothes beside Jilly, his cock bouncing about near her face, his balls close enough for her to push her nose into and suck into her mouth. He moved behind her and grasped her hip and with his other hand rubbed his cock head up and down her slit before settling it in her pussy hole which widened slowly to take it and then quickly swallowed it. “Oh baby!” Pippa said kneeling, her cheek on Jilly’s bum cheek, her eyes watching her husband’s cock sliding in and out of Jilly’s vagina, a few inches away. “Men get all the best views!” At the end of the stroke, he pulled his penis clear and pushed it, coated in Jilly’s juices into Pippa’s mouth, and returned it to Jilly’s pussy without losing his rhythm. “Yummy!” Pippa said.
Jilly wasn’t saying anything. She was only concentrating on the cock in her and the way her cunt was loving it. Every push nudged her nearer orgasm; every touch of its taut head against her womb electrified her and then she saw his balls hanging in the space between her legs. With every thrust, they swung backwards and forwards and sometimes bounced off her clitoris. “There’s no better view than that!” she gasped, and shuddered as an orgasm rippled in her pussy lining and made her scream and arch her back in ecstasy.
“I see what you mean,” Pippa said pushing her face between Jilly’s breasts to look along her body before turning it up to suck on her nipples and finishing by lifting her head and kissing Jilly as deeply as her husband had...as her husband fucked her...purposefully, with strong measured strokes that forced his thick cock into Jilly’s vagina opening it up relentlessly, savagely, while she just hung and took it.
Pippa stood up and took her clothes off beside Jilly where her husband had. “You’ve had all the orgasms so far, now it’s my turn,” she said and picking up Jilly’s head she turned it to her pussy and pushed Jilly’s face into it. “Lick me!” she told her.
There was no choice on offer and Jilly wanted none. Pippa’s pussy was warm and very wet and very sexy smelling and Jilly sucked as much of it into her mouth as she could straightaway. Another new experience not to be missed, the husband in one end, the wife at the other...cock and cunt coming together, Jilly in between. She rolled her tongue around excitedly in Pippa’s slit and lapped at her clitoris like a puppy at a saucer of milk until Pippa began to pant and grasping Jilly’s head in her two hands she ground her pussy into Jilly’s face telling her to, “Keep doing it!” and, “Lick my clit!” until she came screeching over Jilly while her husband came heavily in Jilly’s pussy, thumping his cock into her and bouncing her body violently in her chains.
***
Neville stood keeping his cock tightly in Jilly until the last of the spasms died away and her own orgasm subsided. When he withdrew, a torrent of his cum flowed out and he pushed it with his cock head up Jilly’s bum cleft to flood her anus and lie there like a small silver pool. He sat down on the ground behind her and stared thr
ough her spread-eagled legs at her eyes staring back at him. “You sorry now?” he asked her.
“I was, but I’m not anymore,” she told him, his semen dripping from her pussy onto the scarlet carpet.
“That’s only because I haven’t finished with you!” Pippa assured her, getting up from where she’d been lying recovering from the licking Jilly had given her. “I said I was going to cane you and I meant it!” She disappeared somewhere, to the cabinet Jilly presumed and came back holding a fine, honey coloured Malacca cane with an ivory handle in the form of an erect penis. “Pretty, isn’t it?” she said and swished it through the air above Jilly’s quivering behind. “You sorry now?”
Jilly feared she might be soon, but Pippa looked magnificent naked with her breasts flopping about on her chest as she thrashed the air with her cane and took up position behind her. “Yes, I’m sorry for sneaking into your house...but I can’t regret what has happened to me because of it.
“Is that an apology?” Pippa asked her husband.
“A very elegant one I think Pippa,” he replied.
“Mmm, I suppose that means I can’t very well lay the cane over her rump?” and she bent forward and ran it under Jilly’s body pushing her breasts aside and flicking it teasingly at her nipples.
“But you can if I ask you to,” Jilly said, “Beg you to,” and she smiled.
Pippa smiled too. “Get up Neville and put your cock back in her mouth. That should keep her quiet, I’m going to give it to her,” and as Neville lifted Jilly’s head onto his penis again, Pippa brought the cane down with a wicked swish across Jilly’s buttocks which made her buck in her chains like a horse in a rodeo.
“Whu! Gru! Cqua! Fu!” Jilly cried into Neville’s rapidly expanding, cock and cunt tasting helmet deeply embedded in her throat as the cane swished and cracked behind her. “Aah-uH!” she screamed as the rod fell viciously, rapidly and repeatedly across her bottom scourging and chastising, burning and striping...teaching and avenging, then leaving her sobbing, crying, her breath convulsing, tears dripping from her face onto the carpet and running down Neville’s shaft to be caught in his pubic hair, witnesses to her correction.
