‘I’m sorry I came,’ she whispered. ‘Please punish me for not controlling myself better.’
‘Believe me, I will,’ said Simon. Natalie flinched at the tone of his voice.
The atmosphere in the room was electric as the spectators, along with Natalie, waited to see what her punishment would be. For what seemed an eternity she was left in suspense. Then she heard a tapping sound as something hard touched the beam next to her.
‘Can you guess what this is?’ asked Simon.
Natalie could. She was certain that it was the handle of a riding crop. Immediately, her body grew tight with fear as Simon’s left hand moved over her buttocks and down the backs of her thighs. Then, after a pause that was scarcely endurable, she felt a sharp stinging sensation just beneath the cheeks of her bottom. It wasn’t really a pain, but it stung and she squealed as the crop struck again, only this time a fraction higher.
In all the crop rose and fell six times, and never in the same place twice. By the time Simon had flicked the whip for the final time Natalie’s skin felt as though it was glowing fiery red. The heat excited her so that she wriggled against the bar, trying to increase the pressure on her belly because her wanton body was looking for pleasure.
Natalie was shocked at herself. How could she have become so depraved, she wondered. How could anyone find pleasure in humiliation and discomfort? She didn’t know the answer, she only knew the truth. Which was that the whole scenario was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to her.
Once the punishment had finished, Simon brought two young women forward from the group of spectators. ‘Natalie has always thought that she knew what was best for her body,’ he explained. ‘And I know from your records that you two believe this as well. If it’s true then she should find it almost impossible to resist your attempts to pleasure her.’
‘You mean we’re to make her come?’ asked one of the girls.
‘If you can. But, of course, Natalie will try to resist.’
Natalie bit on her lower lip in despair as one of the girls drew the tip of a pointed fingernail around each of Natalie’s areolae. ‘I know how lovely this feels,’ whispered the girl. ‘It will make you feel so good. Then, when your nipples are hard, I shall pinch them. It will be perfect – wait and see.’
Her words drove Natalie almost insane with desire because they were so true. As the girl’s fingernail delicately touched the rapidly swelling flesh, Natalie felt herself growing damp between her thighs. As soon as her nipples hardened and the girl pinched them, she was pierced by an exquisite sensation of aching pleasure that had her struggling frantically to subdue her rapidly building climax.
It was at this point, just when she was at her most vulnerable, that the other girl managed to position herself so that she was able to open up Natalie’s sex lips with her hands. She then caressed the needy, damp flesh with the delicate touch of her tongue.
‘No, please!’ cried Natalie. ‘It feels too good. I know I’m going to come.’
‘You should have better control than that by now,’ said Simon sternly, and she wished that he was right. She didn’t want to come again, didn’t want to be punished in front of all these people. But she was so excited that it was impossible to distract herself. As the second girl’s tongue swirled lightly on the tip of Natalie’s clitoris her whole body went rigid, and she cried out as a climax flooded through her.
The first girl continued caressing and fondling Natalie’s breasts until her body was completely still. ‘That sounded good,’ she murmured. ‘Why is it that men can’t give us that kind of pleasure?’
Natalie didn’t answer because she now knew that the girl was wrong. Some men could give her as much pleasure as that – but only if she was willing to let them.
‘Another failure,’ said Simon heavily. ‘You know what to do.’
Natalie wondered how many times this was going to happen. ‘I’m so sorry,’ she said, her voice almost breaking with despair. ‘I tried, truly I did.’
‘Not hard enough,’ he commented.
This time she didn’t have to wait very long to find out what her punishment would be. A few seconds later Simon parted the cheeks of her bottom and she felt the tip of a soft, jelly-like vibrating probe being pressed against the opening to her rectum. Because of the ointment that he’d smoothed on earlier it slid in easily. As it vibrated inside her, arousing her already over-stimulated nerve endings, the initial discomfort quickly passed and her body responded by giving Natalie yet another orgasm. She frantically tried to disguise it, both from Simon and from the spectators.
‘It seems you’ve grown to like being punished,’ Simon whispered as he finally withdrew the merciless probe. ‘I’m going to climax inside you now, but you’re still not to come. Is that understood?’
‘Yes.’
As the spectators watched in excited silence, Simon drove into her once more. This time he started with a slow rhythm, sliding gently in and out of her and rotating his hips so that every part of her was stimulated. Her stomach swelled, the pressure from the beam only increasing the tight heaviness inside her belly. She was amazed at how quickly her pleasure began to build again, but determined that this time Simon wouldn’t triumph. She would control herself, no matter what he did to her.
Gradually the tempo of Simon’s thrusts quickened until he was driving in and out of Natalie hard and fast, the front of his hips slamming against her buttocks with every forward movement. Very soon she was perilously close to the point of no return. Realising this, she waited until he was deep inside her, then clenched her pelvic muscles tightly around him, squeezing him in a series of rapid muscular spasms.
She heard the breath catch in his throat, and knew that she was forcing him to climax before he wanted. He struggled to delay his own orgasm, but as she tightened herself around him again she knew that he wouldn’t last very much longer. Unfortunately, every time she milked him her own pleasure was heightened. Beads of sweat fell from her forehead to the floor as she grew hot and slippery with need. Suddenly, she felt the first tingles of her climax and knew that she was now past the point of no return. She was about to cry out in despair – but then, with a muffled groan, Simon spilt himself inside her and at last she was safe.
Still afraid of being punished, she waited as long as she could, her body poised at the delicious pinnacle of pleasure. ‘You can come now,’ said Simon, his voice thick with passion. ‘You outlasted me.’ As he spoke he reached round in front of her and dug his fingers hard into her right breast. Immediately her third – and most intense – orgasm flooded through her, only this time it was all right. Because this time there would be no punishment.
For several minutes Natalie lay slumped against the beam, her breathing rapid, her muscles limp and exhausted. ‘Is that it?’ she heard one of the watching men ask.
‘I think it is,’ said another, in a regretful voice.
‘Let’s see what’s going on in the other rooms, then.’
Within seconds the dark, windowless room was empty except for Natalie and Simon. She felt his hands unfastening the cuffs that were tying her wrists to her ankles and then he was helping her up, massaging her muscles as she tried to straighten her back.
‘You’re wonderful,’ he said quietly. ‘Absolutely magnificent.’
‘I did it for you,’ she replied.
He nodded. ‘I know.’
‘You do feel something for me, don’t you?’ asked Natalie.
‘It isn’t allowed,’ said Simon slowly.
‘That’s not what I asked you.’
‘Perhaps I do. But there’s nothing we can do about it. I don’t want to lose my job here.’
‘Not even if you get a good job in journalism?’ she asked.
‘I don’t think I want to know what you mean by that,’ said Simon. ‘I’ll take you upstairs now – unless you want to look at some of the other things that are going on down here?’
‘I don’t need to,’ said Natalie. ‘I think I’ve
learned everything that I needed to from my two weekends at The Haven. What I really want to do is shower and rest.’
‘That sounds like a good idea,’ agreed Simon. ‘I tell you what, I’ll bring you something to eat in about an hour. You didn’t have breakfast, remember?’
‘That would be nice,’ said Natalie, managing to keep the excitement out of her voice. It was now clear to her that Simon was as attracted to her as she was to him. What wasn’t clear was how their relationship could progress. Because her stay was nearly over.
Chapter Sixteen
‘DELICIOUS!’ EXCLAIMED NATALIE, AFTER she’d wolfed down the ham salad and drunk the glass of wine that Simon had brought her.
‘I would have brought you more. But I knew you wouldn’t want to be too full, because of this afternoon.’
Natalie frowned. ‘What do you mean?’
‘I thought you knew what happened on your final afternoon here,’ said Simon. ‘Rob Gill likes to see for himself how much his clients have benefited from the course, no matter who their tutor is. He and Sue will devote themselves to pleasuring you. The important thing is that you remember not to take the initiative at any point. He simply wants to make sure that you no longer try and keep control during sex.’
‘Will you be there?’
‘I’ll be watching, but I’m not allowed to join in. It’s the time when I evaluate your progress, for my notes.’
‘I see,’ said Natalie slowly. She didn’t know whether to be pleased or not. In a way she was excited, because it would be yet another new experience for her. On the other hand, she was no longer really interested in anyone but Simon. However, in order to complete the course satisfactorily, and get the list of members, Rob Gill would have to be content with her progress. Clearly this was the only way in which he could truly test it.
A short time later she accompanied Simon to a small lounge at the back of the house. The door had a notice reading ‘Staff Only’ on it and there, waiting for her in the middle of the room, was Rob Gill.
He smiled at her, his piercing blue eyes approving. ‘I watched you this morning. You’ve come a long way,’ he congratulated her.
‘Yes, thanks to Simon and your programme.’
‘Would you consider yourself a satisfied customer?’
Natalie nodded. ‘I certainly would.’
‘That’s excellent news. Sue and I are going to ensure that you’re satisfied in every way before you actually leave here. From this moment give yourself over to me. Together with Sue, I’ll take the responsibility for your pleasure. I’m sure you won’t fail your tutor now. I know how much Simon means to you.’
A warning note sounded in Natalie’s brain. ‘He’s certainly been a good tutor,’ she agreed.
Rob didn’t answer. ‘Sue, would you undress Natalie, please?’
Natalie stood tall and straight as the auburn-haired girl, whom she’d first met at the reception desk the previous week, unzipped the back of her dress and then eased it off over her shoulders. Beneath it Natalie was wearing a cream lacy bra and cream-edged panties, but no stockings. ‘You have lovely breasts,’ murmured Sue, and for a few seconds she sucked lightly at Natalie’s nipples through the lacy material. Natalie felt the flesh between her thighs tingle in excited anticipation as the fabric caressed her swiftly hardening nipples. Then Sue stopped sucking and removed the bra.
As she pulled Natalie’s panties down she kissed the blonde girl’s lower belly and licked at the skin over her hip bones, causing them to jerk. Natalie thrust her pelvis forward in an uncontrollable movement. ‘Don’t be in such a hurry,’ whispered Sue. ‘The pleasure will start soon enough.’
Now completely naked, Natalie waited and watched as Rob advanced towards her, a blindfold in his hand. She wished that she didn’t have to wear it, because she’d wanted to watch what they were doing. But again she knew that she had no choice. It was up to Rob how her pleasure was granted to her.
Once her eyes were covered, he and Sue carefully laid her on the carpet. Then, to her surprise, she heard the soft murmur of voices. Now fresh hands were holding her wrists and ankles, spreadeagling her body and opening her up for Rob and Sue. She wondered who they were, and where they’d been waiting. Luckily she had very little time to reflect on this because, almost immediately, Sue’s small fingers were fondling her breasts. Then the auburn-haired girl began to use her mouth again on Natalie’s aching nipples, causing her to utter tiny cries of pleasure.
She was expecting to feel Rob’s hands on her next, but instead another small pair of hands started to cover her body with oil. It was only then that she realised she’d been tricked. Rob and Sue were not going to pleasure her on their own. There were other people in the room with them, other people who were going to touch and arouse her. Surprisingly, she no longer cared because already someone was sucking on her toes as their fingers caressed her ankles, while yet another person turned her on her side so that she could be aroused in many different ways.
They worked slowly and gently at first, caressing her flesh, stroking it with silk scarves and feathers until her body would spasm and ripple in climax. Then they would leave her for a few moments before re-arousing her, softly and carefully bringing her to one orgasm after another. She’d never felt so pampered, so relaxed. But then, when her flesh started to fail to respond to the gentle stimuli, the tempo changed.
Natalie thought that the women had withdrawn because all the hands felt larger, harder. Now, as she lay on her left side with her right leg over her left, someone parted the cheeks of her bottom. A finger tickled the entrance to her rectum before allowing some drops of oil to spill on to it. Her flesh flinched at the unexpected cool touch of the liquid. But, before she’d had time to recover, a large, thick vibrator was being inserted into her back passage and immediately it was switched on.
Her body began to shake. She cried out with a mixture of pain and pleasure, and her breasts were squashed against a man’s chest. Then she felt hands parting her sex lips and the tip of a penis was sliding up and down her inner channel. Every time it glided over her swollen, throbbing clitoris she gasped with delight.
Her entire being was suffused with incredible sensations. The speed of the vibrator was increased, and at the same time the man – possibly Rob, she thought – who was lying against her slid himself into her so that she was completely and utterly full.
Natalie could feel her whole body shaking. As the tension built she wondered how her over-stimulated system was going to cope when she finally climaxed. It wasn’t long before she knew the answer. As her nerve endings went frantic with pleasure, and her breasts began to become engorged, her muscles started to contract. A climax tore through her, causing her body to spasm as though she’d been electrocuted.
She jerked back and forth, and every movement caused further stimulation as the vibrator continued its remorseless work and the man, his erection inserted deeply within her, thrust strongly. She could hear herself making strange crying sounds as, half delirious with pleasure, she allowed these strangers to have their way with her.
After that Natalie lost count of how many times she came, or exactly what they did to her. Some of the women returned. They carefully licked and sucked at her shrinking clitoris until she came again while their small, supple fingers worked their magic inside her. They pressed against the walls of her vagina, rubbing gently over her G-spot until the sweet ache suffused her entire belly and she cramped in yet another spasm of release.
She lost all sense of time, and all sense of reality. The only things that mattered were the pleasure she was being given and the wonderful feeling that she had of being able, at long last, to abandon herself utterly to the desires of other people so as to obtain such an incredible reward.
Eventually Rob spoke. ‘That’s enough,’ he said – and, to her everlasting shame, she cried out, because she didn’t want it to end. But everyone obeyed him instantly, and abruptly she was left alone, her hot, sweat-streaked flesh still trembling slightly
in the aftermath of the sexual excesses of the afternoon.
There was no longer anyone holding her wrists and ankles but she felt too exhausted to move. Every muscle seemed limp: it felt as though her bones had turned to liquid and she was completely weightless. It was an extraordinary feeling, and one that she suspected she would never experience again.
‘You’ve certainly gained a lot from our course,’ said Rob, removing the blindfold. ‘Your tutor is to be congratulated.’
Natalie, still breathless, nodded. ‘I don’t feel I wasted my money.’
Rob smiled. ‘No, that was self-evident. You can leave whenever you like now. There are no more lessons, I’m afraid, because you don’t need them. As for my talk, I think you can skip it. You understand our rules. I’d say you’re one of the most receptive clients we’ve ever had. What do you think, Simon?’
‘I’ve seen better,’ said Simon laconically.
Rob’s eyes narrowed. ‘Are you sure?’
‘Yes.’
‘Good. I wouldn’t like either of you to forget that this is a course, and that there must be no personal feelings between tutors and clients. In case either of you have forgotten, it’s even more important that Natalie leaves straight away.’
‘I can’t be answerable for Natalie but I’d have thought you knew me well enough to be certain I understood the rules,’ said Simon sharply.
Natalie realised that she should say something, anything at all in order to stop Rob’s suspicions. ‘I know the course has changed me,’ she said, as she sat up and started to look for her clothes. ‘It hasn’t made me a different person, though, and Simon really isn’t my type.’
‘I’m glad to hear it,’ said Rob. He held out his hand. ‘I hope that we’ll see you back here at some of our annual reunions. They’re more like two-day parties, run over Christmas and Easter and times like that. They aren’t really lessons, they’re simply gatherings of people who know how to enjoy themselves, if you understand me.’
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