Deceptive Moments

The continuing story of Rigid Training

Written by Robert 42

Chapter 1

Under normal circumstances, one would not be able to glance at a person and be able to tell if that person is submissive or dominant. People don't exude a certain aura about them to give this dark secret away. No, we cannot tell these things about people by just a glance.

But this is not a normal story and the circumstances you will read about are not normal. This is the continuing saga of Laurie and Jennifer, or Rigid Training.

Now I know I promised you a trip to Rio De Janeiro, but unforseen complications has changed all that. (Well, I did have the first 4 chapters of that story wiped off disk.. NO, I didn't have a back-up!)

Jennifer has cultivated the special talent for spotting submissives with but a look. In the 4 months since becoming mistress to her best friend, Laurie, Jennifer has indeed become an accomplished dominant. I know Laurie would be the first to agree, as she has been on the receiving end of dozens of burning, but delightful punishment sessions doled out by Jennifer.

We return for our second look at Laurie and Jennifer by focusing on a new friendship for Jennifer.

After returning from their vacation in Rio, Laurie returned home to find Donna had not only maintained her interior decorating business admirably, but had even attracted some very lucrative offers for jobs. all this delighted Laurie, but she will be one busy redhead for at least the next 3 weeks. it's a good bet that she'll have to hire a new assistant to help out.

Jennifer spent the first week home from Rio to just relax and tune herself back to the Kansas City weather. The midwest in March isn't exactly tropical. She woke up on this particular morning determined to get the shopping done that she had been avoiding since her return. Going to the supermarket isn't what I would call the most pleasant of tasks. And it sure isn't one of Jennifer's favorite. But it has to get done, so Jennifer made her way to the car and drove to the market.

On the drive, her mind wandered. Laurie had been so busy in the past week that Jennifer had actually begun to get lonely without her sexy slave's company. Something about the way Laurie stood before her with that little girl look about her never ceased to drive her wild. Jennifer knew that she would come up with something special when she was able to find the time to see her.

She did her shopping in an automatic mode, merely going through the motions like a programmed robot. She took her place in line and mechanically placed all the items she selected on the belt. The cashier was busily ringing up all her groceries when Jennifer looked up and caught her eye. She gazed up at the loveliest girl she had seen in ages. The young cashier looked to be about 17 or 18 years old, 5'4" with soft brown, wavy hair. She caught Jennifer's eye and quickly looked away, embarrassed.

After seeing the total, Jennifer quickly wrote a check and handed it to the cashier. While she did all the steps required to process a check payment, Jennifer took a piece of paper from her purse and wrote something on it. As the cashier handed her the receipt, Jennifer handed her the piece of paper.

What she wrote on this paper, was her address. The cashier looked at it, then gazed quizzically at the older blonde on the other side of the register. Jennifer returned her gaze coolly and said "I'll be expecting you at 8 for dinner."

The cashier said nothing as Jennifer took her receipt and rolled her shopping cart out through the electronic doors of the store. Jennifer was already planning the evening. Her hands were becoming itchy to feel a soft bottom wriggling under her while she administered stinging slaps to it. For Jennifer, there was no question that the young girl would show up. the only question in her mind was how she was going to manage what she had in mind for her. She knew that once she put her mind to it, she could control a conversation and the mood in the air. Now she would return home to prepare for the night.

It was about 10 minutes after 8 when the doorbell rang. Jennifer smiled to herself as she got up from the sofa and walked to open the door. The apprehensive young lady at the other side jumped slightly as the door swung open to reveal a smiling Jennifer.

"You're late" she said matter of factly "Did you have trouble finding the street?" "No" she answered "I just wasn't sure if I wanted to come or not." "Well, seeing that you've made it, why don't you come in and let me take your coat?" Jennifer could sense the tension in the young cashier's manner. She would have to put this girl at ease before she could accomplish anything with her.

They had a drink before dinner, Jennifer sat across from the girl as she sat on the sofa. "Tell me, what is your name?" Jennifer asked her, they hadn't even exchanged first names at the market. "Cheryl, Cheryl Barnett" She answered "Oh, such a lovely name. My name is Jennifer, Well Cheryl, how old are you? "I'm 21. you have a nice house" "Thank you, and you're such a beautiful girl, i'll bet you have all kinds of men at your beckon call" Cheryl stifled a laugh "Well, I wouldn't say at my 'beckon call'"

Cheryl had worked at that store for 6 months. Her parents could not afford to send her to college, so she had to find work just out of high school. One or two relationships later, she found the money to move out on her own at 19, moved in with her current boyfriend in his apartment. And proceeded to watch the relationship go to hell once she moved in.

Now living alone in a 1 bedroom apartment, she was determined to make something out of her life. "I don't mean to be nosey, but how much do you make at the store?" "Oh that's ok" Cheryl started "I make 4.50 an hour." "That's not a whole lot." "No, it isn't. But I may become manager one day" Cheryl was beginning to relax a little with the older woman's eyes boring into her.

Jennifer served dinner after the drinks had been drained. They continued chatting during the meal. The topic of the conversation could give no clues, but Jennifer knew the young cashier was ripe for plucking.

After dinner found them back in the living room drinking coffee. "How would you like a job making 7.00 an hour to start?" Cheryl's ears perked up. "Yes I would! What would I be doing?" "Decorating houses and apartments. I have a good friend who needs someone to help out in her business." "Yes, that sounds like a lot of fun. But what would I have to do to get the job?" Jennifer blinked at the question. This girl may look and act innocent..... "What would you be willing to do, Cheryl?" Cheryl realised that what she had asked came out sounding wrong. "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant.."

"Tell me something Cheryl, why did you come here tonight?" Cheryl blushed and looked away from the penetrating look of Jennifer's. "Well, because you asked me to." "I see, do you frequently accept invitations to dinner from complete strangers?" Jennifer was turning the mood in the direction she wanted for the occasion. "N No.. it's just that..." Cheryl was having trouble finding words.. Her stomach filled with butterflies as she looked around Jennifer's living room. Careful to avoid eye contact with her. "I'll wager that you were a handful to your parents when you were growing up" Cheryl shrugged at the suggestion "Well, were you a naughty girl?" The young brown haired girl blushed deeper at the question she somehow knew was coming. "Please, you're embarrassing me" Jennifer was not about to let up. "Why don't you answer my question, Cheryl?" "Oh I don't know.. I guess so" Jennifer tried not to smile as she pressed further. "When was the last time you got a spanking?"

Cheryl's eyes closed for a moment.. she didn't know exactly what to make of this woman.. but she knew she had to leave before things got out of her control. "I really should be going now." "Answer me!" Jennifer's voice took on a more authoritive tone. Cheryl knew better than to resist. "When.. When I was 18" Her face felt hot. She could feel her eyes begin to fill. "18?! Isn't that a little old for someone to be getting a spanking?" "I I guess I deserved it then." Cheryl nervously squirmed on the sofa. Her fear coming to a fever pitch. "Is 21 too old to be getting a spanking Cheryl?" Cheryl couldn't find the words to answer the question. Jennifer continued boring into her. "I'll bet you're still a naughty girl. Aren't you?" Cheryl was careful not to let herself appear too nervous. She would have to convince the older woman she wasn't worried. "I try to be good" "That isn't what I asked you, dear" Jennifer had turned the mood right where she wanted it. Now she would complete it. "I dunno, I guess sometimes I'm not so good" It was exactly what Jennifer wanted to hear. "Well, what if I told you that you deserved a spanking now. What would you say?" Cheryl sat frozen. She didn't know how to answer that question. But she knew she should get up and leave. "You're not going to be difficult are you Cheryl?" Jennifer asked her.. Cheryl shook her head in negation. "That's good. I want you to stand up and walk here to me." "No.. I really have to go home now" Jennifer lowered her voice "Cheryl, you said you wouldn't be difficult. I want you to get up and walk over here to me, now" Cheryl couldn't quite comprehend the tone of her voice. But she dazedly stood and slowly walked to the sofa, where Jennifer sat sipping her coffee.

Jennifer reached out and stroked one of Cheryl's trembling hands. "Shall I take your slacks down, or would you prefer to do that yourself?" Why had she not just got up and walked out of the door?.. The older woman would not have been able to stop her if she had. Her voice came out soft and whimpery.."No, I'll do it" Cheryl's hands slowly rose to them and began to pull the nylon slacks away from her hips. In her mind, she pictured the last time her father had made her do this... it was the same way now.. almost of their own violation, she could feel her thighs tingle. Her slacks were brought to her thighs.. when she released them, they fell and bunched around her ankles.

"take your panties down too, honey." Cheryl felt her heart lurch into her throat. "No please!.. not on my bare bottom!" she begged.. sounding truly like a naughty young girl pleading to save herself from punishment. "Yes, Cheryl. On your bare bottom. Now take them down for me." It was a few seconds before Cheryl's nervous hands rose to remove her bottom's last defense. She took her panties to her thighs and stood with her head bent.. tears beginning to come from her eyes.

Jennifer reached out to place her hand on the girl's bottom, but Cheryl quickly jumped out of her reach. "Don't you start giving me trouble now, young lady." "I I'm So sorry." Jennifer pursed her lips together "Now lay down over my lap, Cheryl." She still thought that she should be on her way out the door. there was nothing at all keeping her from pulling her panties and slacks back up and leaving. Jennifer's hand guided her down.

Jennifer felt the excitement inside herself as well, her hand idly stroked the trembling girl's naked ass. "I know you're scared.. but you won't be after I start" Cheryl nodded but said nothing... tensing the muscles in her ass while she laid there vulnerable to the older woman's stroking hand. "Are you ready for me to spank you now, Cheryl?" NO!!.. she would never be ready. She must get up and leave this woman's house. "Y y yes". Jennifer's hand quickly rose and fell om the pretty cashier's bottom. *WHAP!!* "Oooooooohhh!" The quick stroke had caught her by surprise. Her hands flew behind her to shield her ass. "Cheryl, take your hands away this instant!" Tentatively, she removed her hands and quickly felt Jennifer's stinging hand slapping her now unshielded ass. *WHAP!* *CRACK!* *WHACK!*

"Owwwww!.. Ohhhh please stop.. It hurts!" Jennifer was in heaven she continued to slap the young girl's naked bottom.

*SLAPP!* "I'll bet you're not afraid anymore are you?" *SMACK!*

It was true, Cheryl's protests and cries became more distressed. But she did have to admit that she was no longer afraid.

Jennifer was delighted to see Cheryl's hips squirm as he tried in vain to avoid the stinging palm of her hand. With each new stroke, her throat emitted another sob and her legs kicked out at the air.

Now Jennifer slowed the tempo of the spanking. The strokes fell with just as much force as they did in the beginning, but Cheryl ceased the screaming and kicking. Now, when Jennifer's hand made another painful contact with her reddening ass, she merely groaned and gripped Jennifer's legs tighter with her hands.

After 25 well placed strokes, Jennifer stopped spanking her and gently laid her hand on the warm flesh of Cheryl's bottom. "Do you still want to leave?" Cheryl realized that she didn't want to leave in the first place. That was why she did not walk out when she had the chance. "N N no" she said between choked back sobs. Jennifer was now lovingly stroking the girl's ass and thighs. Cheryl moaned and absent mindedly let her thighs part a little. "What did you do after you got your last spanking, Cheryl?" Cheryl blushed deply, she didn't want to tell Jennifer what she had done. "I.. I was hot afterwards.. I went and.. played with myself." Jennifer let her fingersa slide between the burnished cheeks of her ass and found her moist pussy. "You mean like this?" "Mmmmmmmmmm.. Yes!.. Oh that feels so good!" Cheryl's hips rose and began to rotate as Jennifer expertly glided her fingers over the throbbing nub of her clit. But Jennifer was in bad need herself of release.. she made Cheryl stand and remover her slacks and panties all together. As Cheryl moved to comply, Jennifer quickly rose and stripped her own pants and panties from her body.

Jennifer took the younger woman back down on the sofa and searched out her pussy again. Cheryl took the cue and began to fondle Jennifer's wet cunt in kind. Two of Jennifer's fingers found their way into Cheryl's hole making her tighten and quickly come over her hand.

Cheryl moved her head up and sought out Jennifer's mouth and engaged her in a loving kiss as they brought each other off in quickorder. Jennifer draped an arm around her new friend and hleld her tight as they groped each other's bubbling cunts.

A little later, Cheryl rested her head on Jennifer's shoulder while the older woman ran her fingers through her hair. "You know, I was serious about that job. If you'd like, i'll give her a call and set up an interview." Cheryl beamed at her. "Oh yes! That would be great!"

Jennifer turned over and found the telephone sitting nan end table near the sofa. After pushing a few buttons, she turned back around and smiled at the pretty cashier. "Hi Laurie, not sleeping were you?".. "Good, listen hon, I have a young lady who is interested in going to work for you."... "Uh huh. Well, she's here now if you have a few minutes:... "Great, we'll see you then" "Ok.. Bye bye."

Jennifer turned and replaced the receiver.

"She'll be over in 10 minutes to interview you." Cheryl jumped from the sofa. "10 Minutes???.. My god.. I have to get dressed.. and cleaned up!!" Jennfer laughed and pulled the young woman back down on the sofa, lightly kissingher cheek. "Not to worry, Laurie will be quite understanding!" Cheryl appeared worried. "Are you sure?" "Of course! You can trust me."

10 Minutes later, the knock came at the door. Jennifer called out as she returned from the kitchen with a pot of coffee "It's open, hon."

Laurie walked in and quickly surveyed the living room. The first thing she caught sight of was the clothes on the floor, then the pretty brown haired woman sitting embarrassedly on the sofa. "Hi Laurie, I want you to meet Cheryl Barnett. Cheryl, this is Laurie" The two exchanged rather uncomfortable greetings. Understandable considering the nakedness of the young woman.

"Well, Jennifer tells me that you are interested in a job? "Yes ma'am. But i've never done decorating." Laurie waved her hand in the air. "No problem, what I need is an assistant. You wouldn't be doing any actual decorating. "I see, then having no experience wouldn't be a problem?" Laurie smiled at her. "Not at all, the hours will be long and tedious." She stole a quick look at Jennifer. "And Jen tells me that I am a real bitch when i'm working. All 3 ladies laughed at that. "When would you be able to start? Cheryl quickly answered. "Right away! When CAN I start? Laurie smiled at her eagerness. "Is Monday ok?" Cheryl nodded. "Sure!.. Thank You!"

The tip of Laurie's tongue came out and brushed her top lip. "Welllll, what have you two been doing this evening?" She looked directly doan at Cheryl's naked legs as she asked. Jennifer supplied the answer. "Oh, Just giving Cheryl what you've been needing for a long time." Cheryl took exception at the way she was being discussed. But Laurie laughed out loud. "Oh i'm jealous. I have to stop working all these late hours!" Jennifer feigned sympathy for her sext slave/friend. "Oh you porr darling, need your sexy bottom smacked, dear?" "Ooooo if you only knew how bad!" Jennfer laughed but Laurie sobered up a bit. "No, I've been so busy.." She sighed heavily and gazed longingly at Cheryl, who remained glued to the sofa, blushing. "Oh bullshit!" Jennifer shot back "I ought to paddle your ass right now!" Laurie wiggled her hips teasingly. "Oooo You sweet talker!" Jennifer looked over at Cheryl who looked to be a bit lost.

"Don't be shocked, dear. Laurie's had her bottom paddled dozens of times" Looking at her slave "Haven't you, Laurie?" "Yes ma'am."

Chapter 2

"You see, Cheryl" Jennifer started "Laurie and I have this relationship... " Cheryl listened truly interested in hearing about it "Laurie is submissive and I am dominant. Do you understand?" Cheryl nodded. "Yes I understand. But aren't you mad that I am here?" She asked of Laurie. "No no!.. I'm just jealous that it wasn't me. that's all!" Jennifer continued her explanation "We're both divorced.. and before you can wonder, we're both straight." Cheryl visibly relaxed "You DID have me wondering about that!"

Laurie looked at her watch. "Oh well, it looks like I have to go to bed frustrated tonight. You two have fun." She shot a playful look at Jennifer "But not TOO much fun, damn you!" Jennifer laughed out loud. "Isn't she pitiful?" Laurie started toward the door. "Good night all"

Jennifer yelled out after Laurie "Hold on!!.. I just can't let you go to sleep frustrated.. Can I Cheryl?" Cheryl perked up at the suggestion.. "No, that wouldn't be right" "No, I didn't think so.. Get back in here, Laurie." Laurie stopped and turned around. "Yes ma'am" she breathed. "Go in my room and get a paddle".. Laurie instantly obeyed "Yes Ma'am!" She quickly left the living room and bolted up the stairs. Jennifer gazed at the flushed look on Cheryl's face. "Does this interest you, dear?" Cheryl nodded at her. "I think we'll all be good friends.. What do you think?" Cheryl smiled as Laurie started down the stairs "Yes ma'am!"

Laurie brought a leathered ping-pong paddle from Jennifer's room and stood before her mistress with head bowed and paddle extended. "Here's the paddle you wanted, ma'am." Jennifer took the paddle from her and walked to the sofa. Laurie remained where she had encountered Jennifer moments before. "Take notes, Cheryl...Ok Laurie... Come here to me" Laurie shuffled over to where Jennifer waited with paddle in hand. They stood behind the sofa while Cheryl sat on the sofa, still naked from the waist down.

"You've been a bad girl haven't you Laurie?" Laurie pouted at the question. "Y yes ma'am" "Uh huh. And you KNOW what happens to bad girls, don't you?" Laurie looked at the floor. "Yes ma'am... They get... punished" Cheryl felt her pussy heating up again. Her eyes transfixed on the two women behind the sofa. "You've needed this for a long time, young lady." "Yes ma'am" Jennifer motioned with the paddle "Over the sofa, Laurie" Laurie quickly moved to the sofa back and bent down over it.. Her long red hair brushing over Cheryl as she did.

Jennifer moved in behind her slave and put hands on each hip, taking her jogging shorts and skimpy panties down in one motion. "Open your legs.. I want your ass high".. Laurie quickly did her mistress' bidding. "Yes ma'am.. Is that good ma'am?" "Yes dear, that's fine"

Cheryl could see the want in Laurie's eyes. The ice blue orbs blazed in her direction as she waited for her much longed for punishment. Laurie smiled at her as she reached out and brushed the redhead's long hair back. Cheryl wanted to see her face during the ordeal.

Jennifer stood behind her sexy slave and measured the distance the paddle would be traveling. Laurie waited impatiently for the spanking to start. Her face a mask of frustration at the waiting. Laurie knew that Jennifer always made her wait.

It's hard to tell whether Cheryl saw the reaction on Laurie's face first, or heard the cracking sound of the paddle first. Perhaps it was simultaous. Laurie groaned out loud as the paddle cracked repeatedly on her waiting bottom. "Ohhhhhh Yesss!... Ohhh goddd it's been sooo long!.. Do it hon!" Jennifer surprised her by bringing the paddle against her quivering asscheeks harder than before. "Ohhhhhh!... " Jennifer was really giving it to her. Cheryl saw the tears fall to the sofa as Laurie cried out desperately for her mistress to stop. "Ohhh please stop Jen!.. Nottttt so hard!" Jennifer gleamed behind her. "Oh DO be quiet!.." Laurie did her best to chock back the sobs.. "ye ye ye yes m mm ma'am" 7 more wicked cracks of the paddle reverberated through the room.. Laurie cried out in distress but did not plead for the punishment to be stopped.

Only after Laurie's well spanked bottom was bright red did Jennifer stop spanking her. As she set the paddle on the sofa Jennifer taunted her beautiful friend. "There. Now you won't be so frustrated will you?" Laurie let loose a giggle between her sobs.. "I'll say!.. Ooooooo you sure worked it good!"

Jennifer patted the sexy redhead's sore bottom. "Ok hon, pull your shorts back up and go get in bed with a vibrator." Laurie moaned as she complied. She whimpered out her goodnight and left the house. Leaving Jennifer and Cheryl alone again. Jennifer shot her a smoking gaze. "So, did you enjoy seeing that?".. Cheryl couldn't have hidden her excitement if she wanted to. "yes!" "Is your bottom sore?".. Cheryl shook her head slightly.. "A little, but it feels all warm" Jennifer considered the young cashier "Maybe I should give you a taste of the paddle too." Cheryl wasn't too sure that she would like that. But she said nothing.

Jennifer sighed and looked at the clock. "Don't you have to get up for work tomorrow?" Cheryl looked at the clock too. "Yes, but I was thinking of taking tomorrow off."

"Do you live alone. Cheryl?" Cheryl nodded at her but didn't say a word. "Good, then there'll be no one waiting up for you?" "Not that i'm aware of." Jennifer smiled wanly at the little joke.

"Take all of your clothes off." Cheryl hesitated a moment before removing her blouse and bra. "How would you like to feel the paddle on your ass?" Cheryl was apprehensive about that. "I'm not sure". Jennifer shrugged at her answer "Well, you really don't have a lot of say so in the matter" Cheryl allowed herself a small smile "Yes, I gathered that much" "Are you interested in being in a relationship like Laurie and I?" Yes.. she was very much intrigued by what she had seen a little earlier. "Well, as long as I could have time to myself it sounds like a lot of fun." Jennifer shrugged. "No one was asking you to give up your life or anything as drastic as that." Cheryl considered the idea. "What would I have to do?" Jennifer smiled broadly as she reached over the sofa and retrieved the paddle. "Whatever I tell you to do." Cheryl nodded but said nothing. "I don't know. It seems like a lot of fun, but I can't be sure if it's for me." "No, I can't say that this kind of relationship is for everyone" She twirled the paddle around in her hand "Why don't you and I just take things as they happen?" Cheryl seemed to like that idea. "Yes, that sounds like a good idea."

Taking things as they happen. Let's take a little closer of a look at the scene in Jennifer's living room. We see Cheryl sitting on the sofa completely naked, while Jennifer stands behind it fully clothed, holding a leathered ping-pong paddle in her hand. Debating with herself on whether to use it on Cheryl while she bends over with her naked ass in the air.

It's obvious that this conversation is deceptive in nature. There will be nothing for Cheryl to think about. The decision to become involved in a relationship such as the one of Laurie and Jennifer has already been made. Not voiced, but jointly agreed upon by both Jennifer and Cheryl.

Jennifer saw something in Cheryl's eyes earlier that day in the supermarket. She knew that Cheryl would be at her house for dinner. She knew that before the evening was over, she would have soundly spanked the young woman for some imagined offense.

What of Cheryl's feelings in the matter? You saw her fight with something inside of her telling her that she should not be in the older woman's house. Jennifer did absolutely nothing to stop her from leaving. The decision she could not voice has already been made.

"Now, I want you to come here behind the sofa" Jennifer beckoned to her. Cheryl knew that the blonde dominatrix planned to use the paddle on her. But for reasons unexplained, she automatically stood and padded nakedly to the rear of the sofa. Jennifer took her by the arm and led her to where Laurie had bent over the back. Cheryl didn't need to be told what was expected of her. She leaned over as Laurie had done, presenting her 21 year old bottom for whatever Jennifer chose to do.

Jennifer slowly raised the paddle and gave the young cashier a sharp smack with it. *CRACK!* "Owwwwwwww!"... Jennifer raised the paddle again, but did not bring it crashing down. "You can get up whenever you want, Cheryl" Cheryl wasn't quite sure what Jennifer had meant by that. The paddle whistled tough the air and seared into Cheryl's exposed ass. "Mmmmmmmmmmm!.." Jennifer could see the glistening lips of her cunt as they pouted beneath the young woman's flanks. Cheryl ground her hips into the plush material of the sofa. As Jennifer raised the paddle for a third time, Cheryl's ass rose and undulated in the air, searching for the sharp stinging sensation which she knew was coming.

Jennifer let her have it... The cries coming from Cheryl as the paddle bounced off of her bottom were in no way cries of pain or distress. "ooooooooo... God I am soooooo hot!" She squeezed her thighs together in an effort to bring herself off in that fashion as the paddle kissed her libido once again, causing her to gasp and thrust her ass upwards again.

Jennifer told the girl not to move, and went up the stairs.. Cheryl's hand snaked it's way under her stomach and found her gushing slit. Jennifer came down the stairs with a dildo strapped to her waist. Upon seeing that Cheryl had literally taken matters into her own hand, she delivered a crashing slap to the rotating half-moons. *WHAPPPPPPPPPP!* Cheryl was taken completely by surprise and nearly fell over the sofa as the force of the blow knocked her forward.

"I don't recall telling you to do that!" Cheryl felt as if a favorite toy had been taken from her. She was so close to coming that she didn't hear Jennifer walking down the stairs. The last slap Jennifer had given her hurt terribly.

Jennifer made her open her thighs and push her ass back the same way she had made Laurie do. Cheryl had tears in her eyes as she sensed that Jennifer was really going to give it to her with the paddle.

Cheryl tensed as she felt Jennifer moving in behind her. Jennifer grabbed the dildo in one hand and guided it to the dripping hole nestled under Cheryl's ass. Cheryl moaned loudly as she felt the rubber head nosing against her pussy. Slowly, Jennifer pressed forward until the head slipped past the slimy lips and began to burro into the gooey confines within. "Oh Jesus!.. Ohhh that feels wonder-ful" Cheryl cried out in a sing-song voice while the rubber prick smoothly slid deep inside of her.

Jennifer held on to each of Cheryl's hips and began fucking the young woman as if she were a man. Cheryl matched her forward movements with energetic back thrusts of her own. Jennifer felt the heat rising from Cheryl's ass as her hips slapped against her blushing nether cheeks.

Cheryl moaned in exquisite pleasure as she grabbed the sofa seat and pushed her ass back on the dildo as well as she could manage. Nothing else in the world existed except the wonderful feeling of that rubber cock bringing her to a brilliant orgasm. She only wished that the cock making her feel so wonderful was flesh and blood instead of latex. "Ohhhhhh!.. Fuck me babe!... harder!".. Jennifer obliged her, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh became more pronounced as the blonde brought Cheryl to the top of her climb and over the top. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmpphhh!" Cheryl tightened herself almost inhumanly as she held her bottom up at an unbelievable height. Jennifer pistoned it inside with lightning speed while Cheryl enjoyed another come at the hands of the older woman.

Jennifer laid back on the sofa and cradled the brown haired cashier in her arms, stroking her wavy mane. "I hope you had a good time tonight" Cheryl stirred dreamily.. "I sure did" she murmured as she cuddled up closer. "If you're too tired to drive home, you're welcome to sleep here." Cheryl would have told her that she only lived 6 or 7 blocks from there. That is she would have told her had she been awake. The young woman was now lightly snoring while Jennifer held her in her arms.

Jennifer got up from the sofa and got a blanket to lay over the naked cashier sleeping on the sofa. The evening had gone pretty much as she wanted it to, plus a little more actually. Now that she could look forward to having Cheryl, as well as Laurie and occasionally Donna to reign over, she was cooking up interesting little schemes to make their brand of fun just a little more exciting.

She checked on Cheryl before retiring to her room. Getting undressed and into bed after turning the lights out. She reached into the drawer of her nightstand and extracted a small vibrator. She brought it under the covers as the faint humming started. Jennifer's mind filled with pictures of what she had planned for the girls. Her face showing the pleasure as the vibrator buzzed against her clit sending shivers of excitement shooting through her body.

Her climax came upon her quickly as she furiously crushed the vibrator over her pussy. She muffled the sounds of her orgasm as well as she could. Not wanting to wake the young woman sleeping downstairs, but not caring if she did by the same token. She relaxed and let the waves overtake her.

Chapter 3

Jennifer awoke in the morning to the sound of hard rock music coming from downstairs. She struggled out of bed and found a robe, putting it on as she walked from her bedroom and down the stairs. She found Cheryl in the kitchen, sitting at the table drinking coffee and tapping her feet to the music coming from the stereo.

"I must confess, i'm not used to waking up to such a cheerful atmosphere" Jennifer yawned and poured herself a cup of coffee. "Well, good morning! I haven't slept so well in ages. I feel so refreshed today". Jennifer laughed at the young woman as she sat across from her. "Yeah, you sure fell asleep pretty quick." She laughed out loud "I really wasn't quite finished with you, but I guess you were finished!" Cheryl blushed a little. "You have to understand, being on my feet all day.." her voice trailed off. "Oh it's no problem" Jennifer said. They sat in silence listening to the music and drinking coffee for several minutes.

"Are you sure you won't get in trouble by not going to work?" Jennifer questioned. Cheryl shook her head. "No, i've already called in sick.. It'll be no problem... Besides." She was excited about the new job "I'll be quitting anyway." "That's right. You'll like Laurie and Donna" Cheryl tilted her head as she looked at Jennifer questioningly. "Donna?" "Oh.. That's Laurie's assistant. She's taking Interior Decorating in school" "You mean she already has an assistant?" Cheryl began to feel that she had slept her way into this job opportunity "Yes, but as I told you last night... she really needs another. I mean another beside you and Donna." Cheryl nodded. "A lot of work huh?" Jennifer nodded coyly... "Why do you think Laurie has been so frustrated?" They both laughed then lapsed into silence again.

Cheryl was naturally curious about the older woman sitting across from her. The night before had ignited feelings inside of her that she had felt before, but didn't understand them. "Have you been doing this long?" Jennifer cocked an eyebrow at the question.." Have I done what long?" Cheryl turned beet red .. "You know... what we did last night." "Oh, you mean spanking?" Cheryl averted her eyes. "Yes, that" Jennifer allowed herself a self confident smile "About 6 months. I get plenty of practice with Laurie and at the club we belong to." Cheryl wasn't sure she wanted to know about the club. But she could envision her getting additional practice on her. the idea caused her cunt to tingle. "I felt dirty when I got turned on the last time my daddy did that to me" It was refreshing for Jennifer to have someone as innocent as Cheryl around. "Do you still feel dirty when you get turned on by being spanked?" "At first I did... But when Laurie came over I didn't feel like that any more." "Well, you'd be surprised at just how many people get turned on by that very same thing."

Cheryl looked surprised at that thought. "Really?.. I always thought is was weird." Jennifer could see where this conversation was leading.. best to set her mind at ease as quickly as she could. "There's nothing weird or anything wrong with deriving pleasure out of spanking or bondage. You really shouldn't worry about it if it's something you enjoy." "Can I ask you something?".. Jennifer smiled at her.. "Sure" Cheryl hesitated a little.... "How did you know?.. I mean how could you tell that about me?" Jennifer weighed her answer carefully.... "When I caught your eye at the store yesterday, you had a somewhat passive look about you. But I really didn't know for sure until last night." "You mean when you.. did it?" Jennifer laughed "No!.. I knew when you knocked on the door." Cheryl had a little understanding that.... she had plenty food for thought so she decided not to dig for more. "Just relax, hon. Nothing is going to happen that you don't want to happen." that made the young woman feel a little better. "Can I go home and change clothes.. them come back?' "Sure, if you want to" "Yes!.. There's so much I want to ask you.. but I need a shower and a change of clothes" "Ok... I'll fix us some lunch.. we can talk then" "That sounds great...." Cheryl stood and brought her empty cup to the sink... then shyly kissed Jennifer on the cheek before walking from the room.

Jennifer had about 2 hours to herself before Cheryl returned. She thought to herself that the girl would need a lot of teaching. She knew she would have a lot of fun teaching her, something about the pretty young woman made her think that she had really found herself a "live one" as it were. She planned on keeping her around as much as possible.. she considered asking her to move in. But figured if everything went well, she would do so in a couple of weeks.

Getting Cheryl a job with Laurie benefitted Jennifer as well. Perhaps Laurie wouldn't work as many hours with a 3rd person to help her. She really did miss her sexy slave. She knew from talking to Ron that he was a bit worried about Donna working the late hours... She'd promised to talk with Laurie about it, but had somehow forgotten to. Not to worry, Cheryl may just be the answer to a lot of problems.

Thinking it over, Jennifer found a phone book and looked up Cheryl's number... She had an idea..She dialed the number and waited for her to answer. The phone rang 6 or 7 times before a breathless Cheryl picked it up.. "Hello?"... She must have ran to the phone "Cheryl... This is Jennifer.. have you been running?" "Yes, I was just leaving when I heard the phone ring." "Oh.. glad I caught you. I want you to do something for me" "Sure, what would you like me to do?" "I want you to pack a few changes of clothes..then go quit your job today.. I have something I want to talk to you about"

Cheryl was silent on the other end of the line. For some unknown reason, this woman completely enchanted her. "Okay" she said slowly "What is it you want to talk to me about?" she asked apprehensively.. "I'll tell you when you get here, ok?" She heard the young woman let out a sigh. "Alright.. I'll be there in about an hour" "Ok dear, i'll see you then" Jennifer hung up with a big smile on her face. A knowing smile at that.

Cheryl hung up the phone and stood in silence for a moment before getting a suitcase and packing 3 changes of clothes.. Then almost as an afterthought, she figured she'd better bring her bath and hair supplies. Of course she knew that if she needed, she could always return to get more. Making a last check around her apartment before leaving. She finally turned out all the lights and made her way out of the building.

When she pulled up outside of the store she worked in, she began to get a little nervous. She knew that Brad would be in there and she really wasn't prepared to face him like this. The only things that gave her the courage to march in there and see him was a 2.50 an hour raise.

As she thought, Brad spotted her almost as soon as she walked through the sliding door. He lumbered up to her before she could take 3 steps toward the personnel office. "Hey!.. I heard you called in sick, you alright?" Cheryl gave him a short smile. "Yeah, but I have a new job.. Just coming in to quit." "Oh, hey are we still on for tomorrow night?" Oh no!.. She'd forgotten that they had planned to go out Friday night. "I'm sorry, Brad. I have something else to do.. Can I get a raincheck?" The young man looked crushed that she was breaking their date. "Yeah sure" he said and quickly turned and walked away. Cheryl watched with a bit of remorse as he walked away from her. She hadn't meant to hurt his feelings but she had things more important to tend to. Namely Jennifer.

Going to personnel was easy compared to facing Brad. In ten minutes, she was leaving the store with her final check in her purse. She drove the 3 mile drive back to Jennifer's house both looking forward to her new life, and feeling a burning apprehension in the pit of her stomach.

She felt the fear gnawing at her because she had read several stories of what mistresses sometimes did to their slaves. Slave!.. The thought had only occurred to her, she was going to be a sex slave. The thought sent shivers up her spine as she squirmed on the vinyl seat of the car. She liked the older blonde woman, but hearing all the horror stories had naturally made her a bit scared. A fatal attraction of sorts mayhaps, but an attraction nonetheless.

Jennifer had finished making lunch and was growing a little impatient waiting for Cheryl to return. Not that she was upset or anything like that. She just couldn't wait to see her plans for the young girl unfold.

Cheryl took her suitcase from the backseat and walked up the manicured lawn to Jennifer's front door. She could hear faint movements inside as she rang the doorbell. Jennifer opened the door after a few moments, she looked down at the suitcase Cheryl carried before inviting her in. Cheryl stood just inside the doorway unsure of what to do next. Jennifer hadn't said anything except "come on in".

"Well, did you get everything taken care of?" Cheryl nodded toward her. "Yeah, with my last check.. I should be able to make it until I get paid again." "No worries about that. We'll make sure you make it." Cheryl couldn't help smiling at her. "Alright, dear. Are you ready for lunch?" "Yes! I'm starved."

For the young woman, lunch was a bit cool. No, I don't mean that Jennifer had put it back in the freezer. I mean that the atmosphere was a bit cool. Cheryl could tell that Jennifer had a lot on her mind. "Is something the matter?" Jennifer seemed to not hear her for a second, "Oh no.. Just thinking" Cheryl didn't press it.

After lunch, Jennifer showed her where to put her suitcase. The guest bedroom was nearly as big as her whole apartment. She put her suitcase on the bed, figuring to unpack later. She wanted to hurry downstairs and talk with Jennifer. There were so many things she wanted to ask her.

Jennifer sipped on a glass of iced tea while Cheryl busied herself upstairs. She thought to herself that if Cheryl made it through the weekend without getting up and walking out, that everything would work out just as she had them planned.

Cheryl emerged from the bedroom and joined Jennifer in the living room. She sat down on the chair across from the older woman and waited with a mixture of fear and anticipation for whatever it was she had said she wanted to talk to her about. Jennifer only asked her one question. "Are you ready for things to start moving faster than they ever have before?" The question started the young girl. "I'm.. uhhh not sure what you mean" "Do you trust me, hon?" Cheryl nodded. Yes, she trusted her. She was a little afraid of her. But she DID trust her. "Good, then everything will be fine." She smiled warmly at the pretty young woman. Cheryl couldn't help be caught up by this woman's charisma.

Jennifer took another swallow of the tea she was drinking then set the glass on a coaster on the coffee table. "Take off all your clothes, Cheryl" Jennifer told her matter of factly. Cheryl was more than a little startled by what Jennifer had just told her. "You mean.. right now?"

"There's a few things you and I are going to have to come to an understanding on." Jennifer gazed at her, she felt that burning in her stomach again. "W what's that?" she wanted to know. "The first thing is.." She started slowly "Is that when I tell you to do something, you'll do it without question.. Understood?" This was not the same Jennifer she had been with the night before. Something about her had changed. "yes" Jennifer nodded "Another thing, as long as we are in this house. You will address me properly.. without exception. You got that?" "Yes ma'am." "The third thing, is that unless you are told differently.. You'll will remain nude at all times in this house." "Yes ma'am" Jennifer stared at the side of Cheryl's head. "Before we go any further.. If you're not willing to abide by these three rules. You can get your suitcase and leave right now.. Do you want to leave?" Yes, she had a choice. If she chose to, she could get her suitcase and walk right out of the house. Jennifer would not try to stop her.

But did she really have a choice?

"No ma'am.. I don't want to leave" "Then get out of your clothes!" Jennifer snapped at her. Cheryl jumped from the chair and peeled her t-shirt and jeans off. She hesitated only for a moment before removing her bra and cotton panties. Now standing nude in Jennifer's living room. she picked up her clothes and draped them over the chair.

Jennifer sat there and admired the young woman's body. Cheryl didn't move after she draped all her clothes over the chair. She stood awkwardly beside the chair and waited with mixed emotions for whatever Jennifer chose to do next.

Jennifer knew she felt uncomfortable like this, all the more reason to get her used to being naked most of the time. Before she was through, the pretty ex-cashier would not feel the slightest bit of embarrassment at her nakedness no matter what the circumstances were. "Come here to be, dear. I want to get a closer look at you"

Cheryl tried to appear nonchalant about walking across the room, but the awareness of being put on display was unshakable. Jennifer put her hands on the girl's hips and smiled. "It wasn't that long ago that I didn't have to constantly watch my weight." Cheryl looked down at the blonde sitting on the sofa. She couldn't believe that Jennifer had problems with her weight.

Jennifer patted one of her asscheeks. "Turn around for me.. I want to see all of you" Cheryl slowly turned in place, giving the older woman a close up view of her shapely bottom before completing her turn and stood facing her again. "Very nice, you're a very pretty girl, Cheryl." "Th thank you, ma'am"

Jennifer tightened her grip on the young woman's hips.. she began to pull down. "Kneel down for me.." Cheryl did as she was instructed, Her stomach still fluttered, more than ever to be truthful. But her body tingled for the same reasons.

Now the blonde ran her hands over the swell of Cheryl's tits. Lightly grazing the nipples with her fingertips. Cheryl's lips parted a little as a small whimper of pleasure escaped from within. Jennifer then took each nipple between her thumb and forefinger and began rolling them. Cheryl's breathing became a bit more labored as the older woman brought the cherry like nubs to attention.

"Yes, I can tell you like that"... Of course she liked it, Jennifer knew how women liked to be touched... Now she began pinching the hardened nipples with increasing pressure. Cheryl's lips parted farther as she emitted a slight groan of pain.... Jennifer increased the pressure of her pinch, causing the young woman to close her eyes and grit her teeth.

Jennifer pinched harder and harder with each passing second. Cheryl tried her best to withstand the mounting pain. Jennifer was going to do everything she could to make sure the young woman could not withstand it. Her fingers gnashed together, she crushed the sensitive buds underneath the ever increasing pressure.

Cheryl's eyes remained closed. Her mouth opened while a tear finally escaped from her eyelids. Her hands flew up and grabbed onto Jennifer's wrists. Jennifer only pinched harder and said to the girl.. "Move your hands!". Reluctantly, Cheryl let her hands fall to her sides as the older blonde continued to torture the tender breasts of her new slave.

More tears began to flow from her eyes as the pain became almost unbearable to her. Finally, the first sob bubbled up from her throat as she could not withstand it without crying out her displeasure. "Ahhhhhhh!.. Please stop.. It hurt's so bad!"

Jennifer twisted and pinched the girl's nipples as Cheryl began to audibly cry out in pain. After several minutes of torturous pinching, The blonde dominatrix finally let go of her nipples. Cheryl's eyes flew open as tears of relief poured from her eyes.

"You know" Jennifer said to the woman kneeling before her. "It's still not too late for you to get your suitcase and leave." Cheryl looked up at her through tear blinded eyes. "Are you trying to get rid of me?.. I'll leave if you don't want me here." Jennifer shook her head. "No, I want you here. But only if you want to stay."

Cheryl couldn't understand what it was the older woman was trying to do to here. She hurt her and then told her she could leave. "What do I have to do to convince you I want to stay?" She asked her. "I believe you, but this kind of treatment will be commonplace.. At times worse."

Yes, Cheryl was painfully aware of the possibility of worse treatment. "How... How much worse?" "You see, you're having doubts aren't you?" She had to admit that this new attitude of Jennifer gave her doubts. Yes, her nipples burned from the savage treatment they had just undergone.. But something inside of her burned with more force. "No... I.. I want to stay". "No matter how much worse it can get?" Cheryl looked up at her.. "No, no matter what." "Fine, you'll find out exactly how mean I can be." Cheryl didn't care. In fact, she really wanted it... This is why she couldn't bring herself to leave.

Chapter 4

Donna was extremely happy to hear that Laurie had hired someone to help them out. She loved the work, but working the amount of hours they had been working were beginning to wear them both thin. Laurie did seem to be in better spirits today. They only had about 14 hours left to complete the house they were working on. Laurie thought that perhaps they would take the weekend off after they finished this one.

She liked the idea of a new person starting just as they were starting a new job. Actually, she had a good mind to hire a 4th person. This way they could work on two jobs at once.

In reality, Laurie only started this to keep herself busy during the day. The alimony she got from her ex-husband was enough to ensure she would live well. Now that she had more work than she knew what to do with, she envisioned not working at all. Just hiring qualified decorators and running the business from her home.

Yes, the long hours were wearing thin on both of them. Laurie returned from Rio and was delighted to see that Donna had done so well in her absence. But leaving home at 8am and not getting home till after 10pm gets old rather quickly.

Donna had long since become a full time worker. She still attended classes. but even on school days, she went to work with Laurie after classes. Well, Cheryl would be full time regardless. Laurie had already decided that they would not work past 5:30 no matter what. No amount of money was worth running yourself ragged.

Cindy was just finishing up a conversation with a client who had recently returned from a Caribbean cruise. After hearing the details of the trip, Cindy hung up the phone satisfied that the client had a good time. In the travel business, it was extremely important to make sure all goes well for the clients. It is important for one to enjoy their work. This was no problem for Cindy, being a travel agent was very rewarding for her.

One of her agents informed her that she had a call from someone named Jennifer while she was on the phone. Jennifer!.. She hadn't spoken to her since they had returned from Rio. She'd meant to call her but somehow couldn't find the time. She picked up her telephone and quickly dialed her number. It was answered on the first ring.

"Hello?" Wait, that isn't Jennifer. "Uhhh... Is Jennifer there?".. There was a only the slightest pause on the other end. "Yes, may I ask who's calling?" Cindy couldn't remember Jennifer having a maid. "Yes, this is Cindy".. The voice asked her to hold the line.. A few seconds later, the familiar voice of Jennifer came on the phone. "Hello, Cindy" "Hi, Jen. I got a message that you called".

"Yes I did. But first tell me, how are you doing?" "Oh!, I'm doing great. How about you?" "Real good. the reason I was calling was to see if you had any plans for tonight." No, Cindy planned to spend a quiet evening at home. "Nothing, why do you have anything planned for me?" Cindy giggled slightly. "As a matter of fact, I wanted to invite you and Marvin over this evening for dinner." "I`d like that. But i'm afraid that Marvin is out of town until next weekend. He and Harold." "I see. that's ok. You can still come if you'd like." "Sure! I'd like that. Any special time?" "Well, is 7ish alright with you?".. Cindy thought.. Yeah she could leave at 4:30 instead of 5:00 to be able to be ready for 7. "Yes. Seven is fine." "Great. We'll see you then."

As Cindy hung up the phone, she realised that Jennifer had said "WE'LL" see you then. Hmmm she wondered who else would be at this dinner. She couldn't help but squirm in her seat as she knew that Jennifer didn't invite you over for dinner JUST to have dinner. She allowed herself a smile as she envisioned herself not being able to make it to work the next because of the sore bottom she would probably have.

Except for the fact that Cheryl was stark naked, one would not think anything different about the two women spending an afternoon just lounging around the house. In fact, except for the obvious, there WAS nothing different. It had been several hours since Jennifer tortured the young woman's nipples. Since then, they'd done nothing except consume coffee and watch soap operas. A luxury Cheryl hadn't known since the summer after she graduated from High School.

At around 5 o'clock. Jennifer turned off the television and told Cheryl she was going to start dinner. She asked if the girl had brought anything except jeans to dress in. No, she hadn't.. Cheryl thought that she might be due another spanking because of it. "Oh I should have told you earlier, I frequently entertain guests. It wouldn't do to have you in jeans." No, Jennifer had only told her to bring a few changes of clothes. "Do you have any dresses at home?" "Yes ma'am" Jennifer considered it. "Ok, we're having company at 7:00. Why don't you run home and pack some nice clothes? I go out quite a bit too." Cheryl had the feeling of somehow being elevated to a higher track. This was obviously a woman of wealth. She wondered if the older woman would find her skirts acceptable. She decided to take the chance.

Cheryl went back to her apartment and packed two suitcases full of clothes. Most of her skirts were of the mini variety. The longest being an unmodest 5 inches above her knees. She somehow thought that a large chunk of her new salary would be spent buying new clothes. She didn't mind that at all really. her new job would pay her double of what she was making now.

Cheryl returned about 45 minutes after she had left. Jennifer came out of the kitchen to answer the door. Upon seeing Cheryl with two suitcases, she smiled at her. "Well, it looks like you are ready to move in" Cheryl was embarrassed at hearing that. "No ma'am! This isn't all of my things. Just a few sets of clothes." Jennifer laughed as she stepped aside for the young woman to enter. "Well, maybe we'll both go and get everything tomorrow."

Cheryl nearly dropped one of the bags she was carrying. Was that an offer to move in? She looked quizzically at the blonde lady. "Do you want me to move in here?" Jennifer nodded "If you want to." Cheryl had to admit that it would sure be a lot more comfortable here than in her tiny apartment. "Ummm, how much would it cost me a month?" Jennifer appeared to look thoughtful. "Oh I don't know, Can you cook?" Cheryl nodded. "Tell you what. this house is paid for. We'll share the chores and expenses.. that ok with you?" That was more than ok with Cheryl. She could afford it under those circumstances. "Alright then, You go on upstairs and get dressed. I have to finish dinner." "Ok" she said and started to walk away. She'd better warn Jennifer about her skirts. "Oh, listen. All of my dresses are short." She stood and waited for what Jennifer would say about that. "How short?" Jennifer really wouldn't mind shorter skirts... Just as long as they weren't in bad taste. "About this short" Cheryl said. Using one of her suitcase filled hands to show her exactly how short they were. "I'd have to see. Put one on and we'll see how it looks." Cheryl guessed that was fair enough. She went upstairs and added the two suitcases to the one she already had in there.

The dressiest skirt she had was a bright red mini. It only came down to 6 inches above her knees. She put that one on and hoped Jennifer would approve of it. After completing the outfit with a white blouse and pantyhose, she went downstairs to show her the outfit.

Jennifer actually liked the way she looked in the red mini. "I'll tell you. It's a nice outfit. It'll be fine tonight. But some of the things I do are a bit more formal." "I'm sorry, I don't have anything formal to wear." Cheryl said apprehensively. Jennifer looked the young girl over with a keen eye. "You know, except for your tits being a little larger. You and Laurie are about the same size. Maybe we can work something out... Anyhow, I have to get dressed too. Would you be a dear and watch this to make sure it doesn't burn?" Cheryl said she would as Jennifer left to make herself ready for the evening.

Things seemed a little too good to be true. She wondered if she weren't somehow dreaming. Maybe she ought to pinch herself to see. No, Jennifer had done plenty of that earlier.

Cheryl didn't know it, but Brad was driving up to her apartment building just as she was putting her suitcases into her car. He followed her at a safe distance and saw where she had gone. "So that's it" he thought. She was moving in with another guy. Judging by the neighborhood the house was in, Brad thought that she was only doing it for money. "That bitch" he muttered to himself. He would pay them a visit before too long.

Cindy took great care in dressing herself the way she knew Jennifer liked. Not that she would have minded very much Jennifer not approving of something about her. She knew that if that would be the case, she would be reminded of Jennifer's displeasure in the most delightful way. But she had no desire to push it. For she also knew that Jennifer knew when she was being deliberately baited.

She dressed in a light blue skirt and matching blouse. Jennifer didn't care for pantyhose and she knew it. She pulled silky stockings over her legs and fastened a garter belt to them. She wondered what Jennifer had planned for the evening. Thinking about it, she had never been alone with the dominant woman. Always with Marvin or Laurie present. She could almost imagine the things Jennifer could come up with when she was concentrating on only one person.

Jennifer dressed in a dark blue skirt and white blouse. She returned to the kitchen under the admiring gaze of Cheryl. "That's a pretty skirt." Jennifer smiled at her "Thank you dear. Would you set the table while I finish up here?"

Cheryl set the table for 3 people. She wondered if it were Laurie coming over for dinner. She was beginning to feel more and more comfortable around the older woman. It was clear to her that she was now in the best situation that she'd ever been in. She only briefly thought of Brad as she finished setting the table for dinner.

It was about 10 minutes before 7 when the doorbell rang. Jennifer opened the door to find a young man standing there, holding a baseball bat. Brad was slightly taken back by the attractive woman who answered the door. But he quickly pushed past her and walked into the house. "Where is she?" Jennifer stood with her arms folded. "Where is who?" Brad shot her a look as he looked around the living room. "Cheryl, that's who!.. I saw her car out there.. Where is she?" Jennifer did her best to appear calm. "Is she a friend of yours?" She began to wonder if she'd made a grave mistake befriending the young woman. "Damn straight!. I'm her boyfriend!" Cheryl heard him say that as she walked out of the dining room. "Brad!!.. what are you doing here?" Cheryl was shocked to see him there to say the least. "I wanna see the guy you stood me up for. I saw you bring your suitcases here." Cheryl started walking across the room. "Brad, I don't know what you're talking about.. I want you to get out of here and leave me alone."

Brad raised the bat menacingly. "Where is that son of a bitch?.. I'll kill him!"

Jennifer calmly held her hand out. "I'm the son of a bitch you're talking about.. Cheryl's aunt." Brad whirled around to face Jennifer "Aunt??.. You never said you had an aunt" Cheryl marvelled at how poised Jennifer seemed to be. "You didn't ask! Besides, I didn't think it was any of your business in the first place." Brad began to feel foolish. He dropped the bat he carried to his side and looked at Cheryl. It was Jennifer who broke the silence "Perhaps you'd like to invite your boyfriend to stay for dinner, Cheryl?" "He's not my boyfriend. Just an EX friend." She shot him an icy glare. Jennifer couldn't help but laugh. "He looks to be a bit jealous to me." "I'm not jealous' he protested. "I just got mad when she broke a date with me. I saw her coming here and thought she was moving in with another guy." Jennifer shook her head as Cheryl did a slow burn. "I am certainly not some other guy. Cheryl why don't you set another place at the table?" Cheryl didn't want Brad hanging around, but she wasn't going to disobey Jennifer either. "Yes ma'am" Jennifer then turned to Brad. "And if you'll just hand me that bat, you and I can become acquainted with one another." He looked down at the Louisville Slugger in his hand. He gave it to the woman and allowed himself to be ushered to a chair in the living room. Jennifer took a seat on the sofa. "So, Cheryl broke a date with you did she?" He was beginning to calm down a little. "Yeah, she told me that she had something to do." Jennifer nodded. "Yes, she wasn't lying you know. It'll take a few days to get her moved in here." No, Brad had never heard Cheryl talk about an aunt. "But why didn't she just tell me that?" "I`m sure she had a good reason for not telling you."

Jennifer had gotten him calmed down. "We're getting ready for dinner if you'd like to wash up" He got up and went to wash his hands... Jennifer went into the dining room where Cheryl was just completing her task. "What's the story with this guy?" Cheryl shook her head in wonder. "I really don't know. I've gone out with him 2 or 3 times before.. nothing serious, I can guarantee you that much." Jennifer winked at her. "Well, you just leave him to your aunt Jennifer" Cheryl had to laugh at that. This woman continued to amaze her. Just then, the doorbell rang again. "Oh well, I hope that isn't another of your jilted boyfriends, hon" Cheryl smiled as they both walked from the dining room. Cheryl gave Brad another frosty look as Jennifer opened the door for Cindy.

Jennifer greeted Cindy at the door and invited her in. Cindy gazed at Brad as she sat on the sofa, crossing her legs and giving him an unintentional view of her legs as she did so. "Well, Cindy.. I'd like you to meet my niece Cheryl" She gestured to the pretty woman "And her friend, Brad." Cindy said hello to the two of them. Brad was totally captivated by Cindy. He clumsily rose to greet her. "Nice to meet you" Cindy held her hand out. "Yes, same here" she said. She felt him gazing over her body as he stood over her. It made her feel good to know she could cause that reaction in men still.

Jennifer noticed it too. Cheryl only wished he would leave. She only hoped that he would not ruin the evening for her.

Dinner went off without a hitch. Cheryl kept mostly quiet as Cindy and Jennifer chatted about their trip to Rio. Brad questioned them about the city as the meal progressed. No doubt about it, He was paying special attention to Cindy. "I've always wanted to travel." Brad confessed. Cindy considered him briefly. "Yes, I enjoy it myself. Although I sometimes travel a bit too much." "Oh, you travel on business?" Cindy giggled coquettishly "Travel IS my business. At times it can be pretty hectic."

Cindy was flirting with him, whether playfully or seriously she didn't know. Cheryl caught on too. although she didn't want Brad around, she couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy herself at all the attention he was paying to Cindy.

"Well Cindy" Jennifer started. "I'm sure you wouldn't be in the travel business if you didn't enjoy it." "You're right. But those damn fam trips can come up at the worst times." Brad looked confused. "Fam trips?" Cindy looked him over again. She began to feel deliciously naughty at the way she was flirting. "Yes, Some airlines offer fam trips to travel agents. They do this to promote a new destination or a new tour." "And you get to travel to these places when that happens?" "Well, more like I HAVE to travel to these places. Fam trips are working trips." "Hmmm, I wish I had a job like that!" Cindy grinned at him. "It's a fun job. But I'd like to spend more nights in my own bed." She winked at Cheryl as she said so.

After dinner found them all in the living room. Now it was Cheryl who sat in the chair while Brad sat on the sofa between the two older women. Jennifer started to see what she could get happening between them all. "So Brad, I hope you're not still upset at having Cheryl break a date with you." Cheryl looked up as Brad answered her. "Kind of, but at least it wasn't for some other guy." "Wait a second!" Cheryl jumped in. "Even if it was for a guy. what business is it of yours?" She asked indignantly. He started to answer but Cheryl cut him off "We've only gone out 3 times. You don't own me!" It seemed to Jennifer that Cheryl was acting too much the part. She spoke up "If it were me she lied to, I would be real upset myself." "I didn't lie to him. I just told him that I had something else to do." Brad had to admit that she had told him that. "Now Cheryl, you know it's not nice to break a date" Jennifer eyed the younger woman. Cheryl said nothing at all. "Maybe she ought to be punished. What do you think, Brad? She deserves a good spanking" "Huh?" He stammered. Cheryl felt herself turning red. "Oh come now. You stormed in here like a jilted lover." "Yes, but..." His words fell off

Chapter 5

Cheryl sat frozen to the chair she was in. She felt the keen sense of danger in the air. "Well, if I were you" Jennifer said to Brad. "I would put her over MY lap" Oh god!.. Jennifer wasn't going to let it drop. Brad sat stunned on the sofa. "Don't you want to punish her Brad?" He looked uncomprehendingly at Jennifer. "Well, if you don't want to.. I'll just have to do it for you." Cheryl felt as if she would go through the floor. she couldn't believe Jennifer was doing this to her. "Cheryl, I want you to go into my room and bring me a paddle." Cheryl searched her face imploringly. Jennifer snapped at her. "Now you listen to your Aunt Jennifer, Cheryl!" Slowly, unsure of herself. Cheryl stood and made her way to the stairs. Jennifer turned to Cindy. "I'm thinking of bringing Cheryl to the club tomorrow night. I think she'll fit in nicely there." Brad didn't know what in the world they were talking about. He still didn't quite understand what was happening there.

Cheryl returned with a paddle that resembled a small oar. Jennifer saw her and held her hand out. "Bring it to me, Cheryl." The young woman held her head down as she shuffled up to Jennifer and handed her the paddle. She took it and once again looked at Brad. "Are you sure you don't want to do this?" He shook his head. "Suit yourself." She stood up and took Cheryl by the arm. Cheryl allowed herself to be led to the chair she had just vacated. Cindy crossed her legs and sat back on the sofa as she watched.

Tears of humiliation began to well up in Cheryl's eyes as Jennifer sat on the chair. Jennifer smiled up at her and winked as their eyes met. "Take your pantyhose and panties down, hon." Cheryl couldn't bear the thought of someone watching it all happen. "Please, i'm sorry!" Jennifer wasn't happy with that answer. "Cheryl, are you going to give a hard time, young lady?" Cheryl considered refusing the older woman's command. No way was she going to give her a hard time. "No ma'am" she said in a tiny voice as her hands went under her skirt and brought her hose and panties over her hips.

Brad stared unbelievingly at the scene unfolding before him. His pants began to become a little small for him as he watched Jennifer put her arm around Cheryl's waist and pull her down over her lap. Cindy didn't go unaffected herself. But she secretly wished it was her being prepared to receive discipline instead of Cheryl.

Jennifer slowly adjusted Cheryl over her lap. Once she had positioned the girl's ass in the best angle to field the paddle, she flipped her short skirt over her hips. Brad felt his cock lurch in his pants as the sight of Cheryl's naked ass came into full view before his eyes.

Cheryl pleaded with Jennifer not to spank her as she felt the cool air of the room rush over her naked bottom. Cindy's eyes glazed as she watched Jennifer raise the paddle and hold it poised over Cheryl's waiting asscheeks.

Brad stole a quick glance at Cindy as he watched Jennifer and Cheryl across form them. The first stroke from the paddle made a resounding *Crack* and caused a startled "OH!" to escape Cheryl's lips.

Jennifer brought the paddle down in a steady rhythm. Causing the young woman to dance on her lap as she felt the stinging of the paddle. Jennifer was not spanking her severely at all. It didn't sting the girl as much as her bare hand had done the night before.

Cindy ground her ass into the sofa seat as she saw Cheryl receive the spanking. She reached out and let her hand fall on Brad's leg as they watched. The hand startled him at first. But he moved his hand over hers as he continued to be turned on by what he saw. Cindy nuzzled up to him and brought her lips close to his ear.

"God that looks so good!" She whispered to him as her hand wandered into his lap. Cheryl was feeling all warm and wet as Jennifer spanked her with a regular series of loud but mild strokes.

As Cindy ran her hand over his hardening cock through his pants. Brad brazenly put his arm around the older woman's neck and brought his lips to her's. Her tongue shot into his mouth while she gripped his cock and started to stroke it. Her tits pressed against his side while they rubbed against one another. Cindy broke the kiss and looked over at Jennifer..

"Jen.. Can we use your room for a while, hon?" Jennifer looked over and saw that Cheryl's spanking had effected them all. Jennifer nodded at her. "Just change the sheets after you finish". Cheryl turned just in time to see Cindy standing and taking Brad by the hand, leading him upstairs.

Once inside Jennifer's room. Cindy turned on the small lamp on the side of her bed as Brad closed and locked the door. Cindy walked up to him and put her arms around his neck. "Tell me, how old are you, lover?" He let his hands grip her back. "22" She pressed herself against him as she giggled. She was only an inch or two shorter than he, so her mouth was close to his ear as she nibbled on his neck.. "God I feel so naughty!" She breathed in his ear as he moaned and held her tighter to him. His hard cock jabbed into her stomach.

"Ummmmmm" She purred at him.. "Is that for me?" she let her hips sway back and forth while she nuzzled his neck. "Did you see how Jennifer treats naughty girls?" she asked him. He had gotten a bit braver, his hands found the buttons that held her blouse together and began to undo em.

Cindy allowed her blouse to be unbuttoned then pressed her chest closer to him. She wanted this guy to spank her bottom and was ready to do almost anything to get him to do it. Her hand fell to his hard cock and pumped it through his pants.. He moaned and pulled her tighter to him.

She kept whispering in his ear while he went wild in her arms. "You should see how hot I get when I get my ass spanked for being naughty" She gave his cock a hard squeeze as she said that to him. "It even makes me get more naughty!" She giggled in his ear. Giving it a wet kiss as she worked his neck again.

"Did you like the way Cheryl's ass squirmed when she got it paddled?' Yes, he liked watching it.. He almost wished he would have done it like Jennifer offered. Cindy kept at him.. Not letting the suggestion get away. "My ass squirms like that too" She told him. He thought that this woman was gonna make him come without even getting his prick out of his pants.

"Do you like it when naughty girls get their bottoms spanked?.. Don't you think that's what should happen when girls are naughty?" She was driving him absolutely crazy.. He told her yes. She squeezed his cock harder still.. causing him to catch his breath. "I'm being naughty, too" she whispered. "Do you think i'm naughty, baby?" She was working herself into a frenzy. "You should spank me if i'm naughty" she said as she bit softly into his neck. It was too much for him to take. His cock suddenly jerked in her hand as he exploded. She wasn't disappointed at the quick orgasm he had. He was young enough to be able to keep it up.

She hugged him tighter. "Mmmmmmm that was nice, baby" She said to him. "Are you let me get away with being so bad?"... "Are you gonna make me get on my knees and lean over the bed?" She dropped to her knees alongside of the bed and brought him down with her. She kissed him long and full on the mouth, letting her tongue grapple with his.

She broke the kiss and whispered breathlessly in his ear. "Ooooo I deserve a spanking, baby. I'm not wearing panties, lover." her tongue flicked over his ear. "This naughty girl isn't wearing panties... You should punish me for that".

She'd done everything short of coming right out and asking him to spank her. Now she just held him close to her and waited for him to decide to do it. She moaned a little as she felt his hands sliding down her back and to the back of her skirt. As his hands moved over the smooth material of her skirt, he could feel beneath that she was indeed not wearing panties."What should I use?" He asked her. "Use your hand, baby. Feel my ass get hot when you spank me." she told him excitedly. As she had predicted, he had indeed maintained his hardness. He let go of her and moved back a little.

Cindy's face was flushed as she looked up at him. "You want me to bend over the bed?" he nodded at her. She quickly got a pillow and fell down over the bed. She laid over it with her bottom facing upward. She hugged the pillow to her and told him "I'm ready to be punished, sir"

He reached out and began to move the hem of her skirt upwards while her bottom rotated sensuously underneath him. He watched as the tops of her stockings and her bare thighs came into view. Now the round, slightly fattish cheeks of her naked bottom came into view under his eyes.

Now Cindy was ready for it. Brad ran his hand over the smooth asscheeks while she twisted her head desperately. "Give it to me, baby! Spank my naughty ass!" He let a stroke fall on her naked bottom. "Mmmmmmmmm ... Harder baby.. I've been REAL naughty!"

He raised his hand and let it fall heavier. Cindy ground her hips into the bed. "Harder, baby.. Make it hurt. Make me beg for you to stop!!" He raised his hands higher in the air. Now he stopped and watched the woman going wild under him. Her ass rotated, wantonly searching for the kiss of punishment to cascade over it. Now he let it fall harder.

*Whap!* the sound rang out through the room. "Ooooooooo Yesssss, Like that Baby... Just like that!!" Brad liked the way the fleshy mounds jiggled and shook when his hand came into contact with her bottom. He let fall another stroke on the other cheek. "oooooo gawd. Give it to meee! I can take it.. HARDER!!"

He obliged her again, letting a swift rain of strong blows fall on her upturned ass. It was what she had been asking for, now the stinging sensations mounted on her increasingly warming ass. her bottom was beating up and down on the bed as he continued to send cracking slaps of his palm to the reddening nether cheeks.

"Oh God.... I'm gonna juice!.. Just like that Baby!.. don't stopppppppp!" He kept up the same pace, letting stroke after stinging stroke fall on her ass. Cindy stiffened on the bed, Her face buried in the pillow she hugged... She was moaning loudly into the pillow as her orgasm overpowered her. As he sensed her climax, he stopped slapping her asscheeks when he saw her stiffen under him.

It was several minutes before she turned over and looked up at him. "Mmmmm, that was good baby." She sat up and took his hand in her's. "We're gonna have to become good friends. Would you like that, baby?" Yeah... I think he might enjoy that. Cindy slid off the bed and let her hands fall into his lap. "Now let me get this nice hard cock out"

She undid his jeans and with his help, tugged them from his hips. "Wait a minute" He said.. "Let's get naked" Cindy purred up at him. "Whatever you want, lover" She helped him get out of his shoes, then sat back and watched as he stripped in front of her. His cock stuck straight out at her. She reached out to him. "Here, you take my clothes off"

He had already undone the buttons of her blouse. Now he took it off and fumbled with the clasp on her bra. She had the biggest tits he'd ever seen. Not that he had seen a whole lot of em. He kept staring at those big titties as he found the buttons on her skirt and slid it from her legs. "Hey" he asked as she kneeled before him in only stockings and garter belt. "How old are you?" She giggled and shook a finger at him. "Don't you know it's impolite to ask a lady her age?" Shit.. He hated that answer.

"Oh, the way you were acting wasn't exactly ladylike now was it?" She had to admit he had a point. "No, I guess not" she giggled at him again. "So, how old are you?" She briefly pondered holding that information out on him.

No, she would tell him. It would be fun to see his reaction. "I'm 38 years young" she announced to him. He looked at her naked body. She looked like an older woman, but not 38. "Do you.. I mean are you married?" She pouted at him playfully. "You know.. you pick the weirdest times to ask questions?" She moved up to him and got down on her hands and knees., bringing her mouth close to his prick. "You like your cock sucked, baby?" "Yeah, I like it" He didn't want to tell her that he had never had his cock sucked. her tongue darted out of her mouth and flicked against the head. She quickly lapped up the pre cum oozing from the little slit. "mmmmmmm, I hope you got another creamy load in there for me" She said as she cupped his balls in one of her hands. He groaned as her lips parted and his prickhead was buried in her warm mouth.

Her tongue fluttered on the underside as she bobbed her head down on him. His prick was no more than average size, but it filled her mouth nicely. His hands flew to her head and entwined themselves in her thick blonde hair as she gave him a very nice blow-job. She slowly pushed him backward, until he lay flat on his back. Now she started turning, turning until her knees were on either side of his head.

Brad found himself looking right into her juicy cunt. He saw it coming closer as Cindy continued her expert sucking on his throbbing prick. He felt her thick bush tickling his chin and his nose was only inches from her puckered asshole. "Come on baby.. Stick your tongue up my cunt" She said from the other side of the slit staring him in the eyes.

He expected an overpowering smell. He didn't get it. He tested it by sticking his tongue out and jabbing it on her cunt lips. Cindy ground her bottom lower as she felt the warm touch. He reached up and placed his hands on her warm to the touch asscheeks and began to experimently lick the crack of her moist snatch. "Mmmmmmm, that feels soooo good, lover" She said to him. Spurring him on to further action., he licked down the crack until he felt the object of his searching. His tongue became submerged with a tangy, somewhat metallic taste. Not unpleasant.. but different. By the way her hips circled when he stuck his tongue in her like that, he could tell he had done the right thing. She gurgled over his cock as he began to work his oral digit in and out of her oozing cunt.

She was bringing him closer to coming again. She sensed it and quickly jumped up. Cindy wanted the next load deep in her cunt. She turned and straddled his hips, reaching under her and taking his slick prick in her hand. She began to lower herself, using her hand to guide the cock to her dripping hole. It skewered her as she sat down full on him. It was the most unbelievable feeling he had ever experienced. He had fucked before.. But never had he fucked a hotter or wetter cunt.

Cindy laid over him and crushed her big tits to his chest. She put her mouth over his and started grinding her hips against his, bringing them both closer to the impending explosion.

Seconds later, his balls tightened as he held the older woman closer to his chest. She sensed what was about to happen and began moving with heightened speed. He was groaning into her mouth while his second load of sperm began to be propelled into her greedy cunt.

When Cindy finally collapsed over his lanky body, Brad absentmindedly brushed her hair away from her closed eyes. The earlier captivation he felt toward this woman only intensified after this experience. "Mmmmmm, that was nice" She cooed at him. He had to agree that it sure beat the hell out of watching music videos.

"I've never done that before" he confessed to her what he thought to be privileged information. Cindy gave him a vote of confidence "Well, you were good. I'd like to see you when you've had some practice." Brad shrugged underneath her. "Maybe, but I don't know anyone who likes this." Cindy feigned outrage.. "WHAT??... You know me don't you?" "Yeah" he said defensively "I meant that I don't...." Cindy didn't let him finish. "You mean that you don't know anyone young enough for you?" "That isn't what I meant!" he protested. "Yeah yeah" She chided him as she lifted herself away from him, making sure her tits were in his face a moment before she rose "What's wrong. afraid this old broad is too much for you?" He shook his head slowly as he got up and looked around for his clothes. She was teasing him and they both knew it. He decided to call her bluff. "Well, then maybe you oughta give me your number." He wondered what kind of excuse he would get from her. "Are you gonna add my name to your little black book?.. Put a couple of stars next to my name maybe?" "I don't have..... Well maybe 2 stars" He caught on to the flow, finally. She considered him as she put her clothes back on. "Alright! Why only 2 stars?" He had to laugh now. "Well, I came twice. So two stars" Cindy playfully took a swipe at him. Missing by a full foot.

Cindy hadn't thought of anything more than her present needs. Now this guy wanted her phone number. She debated on whether she wanted to see him again. She was used to being told what to do. Taking the lead like she had just done wasn't something she was used to. But she had to admit the end result was just as satisfying to her. The familiar tingling on her asscheeks caused her to want to see what might develope here.

"Sure, i'll give you my number. Just leave a message if i'm not home." Brad nodded at her. "But for right now, I think we better get back downstairs before they send a search party." They both laughed as they turned off the lamp and walked from the room.

Chapter 6

Cindy and Brad returned to the living room to find Jennifer and Cheryl curled up on the sofa together. Both stark naked, and their clothes scattered all about the room. Jennifer looked up when she heard the footsteps. "Well now, I do hope you two changed the sheets!" Cindy wrinkled her nose at her. "We didn't use the bed!" She giggled at Jennifer who smiled at both of them. Jennifer sat up and looked around for her clothes. Spotting her panties a few feet away, she got up and retrieved them.

"Come on Cindy" Jennifer said "Let's go upstairs, I want to talk to you about something" Cindy smiled knowingly. Now she figured she would find out what Jennifer had in mind when she called to invite her to dinner. She accompanied Jennifer upstairs, leaving Brad alone with a naked Cheryl, who was still sprawled out on the sofa.

Brad looked around the room at all the clothes scattered about. He could just about imagine what they had been up to. "Your ummm.. Aunt is very interesting" Cheryl glanced at him a bit embarrassed at what he had witnessed earlier in the evening. "She's not my aunt. Just a friend". His eyebrow shot up. "A VERY good friend if you ask me!" he countered. "Look, i'm sorry I forgot our date. But it's none of your business what I do.. You got that?" She shot out at him, her eyes blazed in her anger... Or rather her embarrassment at being caught with her "pants down" so to speak. "Hey, don't get upset! I was just making a comment." He picked up her clothes and tossed them onto the sofa. "Why don't you go ahead and get dressed." She shot him another warning glance, not at all pleased to have him around. "No, I don't want to get dressed" She omitted the fact that she wasn't allowed to. "Suit yourself" he shrugged. But he couldn't keep his eyes off of her. The return of Jennifer and Cindy broke the tension as they came down the stairs. Jennifer had adorned a long robe.

Cindy found her coat and put it on. "Well, people. I have to get up early in the morning. Guess i'll call it a night." She wrinkled her nose at Brad. "Besides, I just can't keep up with you young studs." Jennifer couldn't resist adding to that comment. "Oh don't let her fool you, Brad. She could probably go all night if you wanted."

The scene in the bedroom had only served to captivate him deeper to the older woman. He wondered if she would see him again. "Yeah?" He asked. "That would be kinda nice to see" "Yes, wouldn't it though?" Cindy said "You call me and we'll see about getting together real soon, ok?" "Is tomorrow too soon?" He wanted to know. Cindy walked up to him and kissed him lightly on the mouth. "An hour from now wouldn't be too soon" She murmured in his ear as she seductively let her tongue dart out and graze his earlobe.

It had worked out just as Laurie wanted. They had gotten finished by 4:00 on Friday and were about to take the whole weekend off. She and Donna drove back to her house and had gone inside to relax and have a drink or two before Donna left for home. They were in the house for no more than 5 minutes before the doorbell rang.

Donna answered the door for Jennifer and Cheryl as Laurie was busy changing clothes. "Hi ma'am!" Donna said as she let them in. "Well hello, Donna. I'd like you to meet the girl who'll be working with you. This is Cheryl". Cheryl and Donna exchanged greetings as they all settled in the living room. Laurie made her appearance a couple of moments later.

"Hi!. We're taking the weekend off!" Laurie said excitedly. "I was hoping to go to the club tonight. You wanna go Jen?" Jennifer laughed at her friend. "Funny that you mention that. I was thinking of bringing Cheryl to introduce her to a few people. In fact, that's why I came over. To see about having her try on all those dresses that are too big for you." Laurie thought a moment. "Yeah, I was getting ready to get rid of them. Most of em are packed in boxes though. I think we can go get em." She gestured toward Cheryl. "Come on.. let's go see what we can find."

Laurie must of had at least 20 dresses that she was going to get rid of. She picked up a lavender ruffled dress and held it up to Cheryl "Here, try this one on. It should fit you." Cheryl was becoming accustomed to removing her clothes at any given moment. She showed but a faint blush as she shrugged off her jeans and t-shirt. As predicted, the dress fit her well. "Well, I guess I just got rid of these! I'm glad to find someone who can use them." Cheryl couldn't believe some of the garments in the boxes. Many of them still bore the tags. "I. I umm can't afford these" She started to take off the dress and put her own clothes back on. "Well i'm not about to pay YOU to take them..They're yours.. No charge" Cheryl hesitated "Are you sure?" Laurie smiled at the sweet girl "Of course i'm sure." "Oh thank you!.. I'll find some way to pay you back." "Wait till you start working with me" Laurie laughed. "You'll be begging to give me those dresses back!"

Donna was more than a little uncomfortable at the way Jennifer was studying her. It was if the woman was looking right through her. "Is something wrong, ma'am?" Jennifer shook her head slowly. "No, nothing's wrong. Just admiring you" Donna gave her the obligatory blush and took another sip of her drink. "Ron tells me that he's glad you won't be working late anymore" "Yes ma'am. We don't get to see each other as much as we used to." "No, I can see to where a late job can do that." She peered over her glass at the young girl.. "Or a late boyfriend perhaps?" "Excuse me?" Donna asked.. completely stunned. "Ron tells me that you usually get home around midnight. Laurie is usually home by 8:30." "How do you... I don't always go right home." Donna explained "Yes, I know" Jennifer smiled at her

Donna didn't know what to say to her. She only hoped that Jennifer would not tell Ron about it. "Tell me, how are you going to explain it to Ron now that you won't be working late?" Donna looked frightened at the thought of telling him that she was seeing someone else. "I don't know ma'am" Jennifer raised an eyebrow at her. "Well, if I were you. I'd think of something real quick."

Cheryl came downstairs wearing the lavender dress she had tried on. Jennifer did a double take when she saw it. "Hey, that looks good on you .Fits well too." Cheryl blushingly made a show out of modelling the dress for the older woman. "You can wear it tonight if you want. Do you have shoes to go with it?" "Yeah! Shoes I have" Cheryl told her.

Cindy listened to her messages. Sure enough, Brad had called. Not once but twice did he leave messages on her machine. She had fun with him the night before. But she wondered if he could be somehow persuaded to go a bit farther than they went on the previous meeting. Only one way to find out, she thought. She picked up her phone and dialed his number. He answered on the first ring. "Hello" He said. He seemed to be waiting for a call "Well hello yourself, got your messages" "Oh, Hi Cindy. How was your day?" he asked nonchalantly. "Pretty good. Look, I need to talk to you about last night" "Ok, what about it?" He asked. A little unsure of himself at this point "I think I should tell you that what we did... well that's the kind of thing I like" "You mean all the time?" he asked.. A little disbelieving "Yes, i'm completely submissive. Do you know what that means?" "Umm You like to be told what to do?" She giggled in his ear. He could almost feel her hot breath on him. "Among other things, yes. What about you?.. Didn't you like it?" "Yeah. but it was a little different." "Yes, it IS different. Do you still want to get together knowing that?" "Yes" he said eagerly. She gave him her address. "I'll be waiting for you" she said as she hung up the phone. She would see just how far he would go.

His cock got hard in his pants just thinking about what had happened the night before. He had scarcely walked through the door when he had his dick out of his pants and stroking it. Nothing he had ever done could compare. And now Cindy wanted to do it again. He could hardly wait.

Jennifer talked Laurie into going to the club with her and Cheryl. Well, she really didn't have to twist her arm or anything like that. Laurie hadn't been there since returning from Rio. She was more than ready. Jennifer spent the better part of 2 hours explaining to Cheryl exactly where they were going, and what the young woman could expect. Cheryl thought it was all a little hard to take at first. But as you can see, she was becoming quickly caught up in the whole scene.

Cindy considered making elaborate preparations for the impending arrival of Brad, but decided against it. Opting instead for a more spontaneous type of flow. The only thing she did do was to take a quick shower and adorned herself in comfortable slacks and shirt. After making a fast check of her make-up, she made a drink and turned on the TV, waiting for her evening's date to arrive.

Cheryl sat in the backseat of Jennifer's car and listened intently to the conversation her and Laurie were engaged in. Laurie was telling her how she hoped to meet up with Von Kerr. Jennifer had another idea for later that night. But she was going to the club to more or less introduce Cheryl to a few people. She was sure that the night would turn out the way she wished.

Brad stood at the address Cindy had given him and listened to the television playing inside. He knocked on the door and looked around the yard as he waited for Cindy to open it. He heard the television being turned off before the door opened for him. "Hi Babe, no trouble finding the place did you?" Brad shook his head as he studied her face. "Nah.. I know this neighborhood" Cindy gestured for him to enter as she walked into the house. He followed her and stood just inside the door, taking the house in. He kinda stood with his hands in his pockets not quite sure of what to do now that he was there. He would rely on Cindy to let him know what she wanted to do.

Cindy, on the other hand, had no intentions of leading the way tonight. She would talk to him for a bit then leave the rest up to him. She offered him a chair which he gratefully accepted. He felt more than just a little uncomfortable standing there. He sat down and tried to relax.

Cindy sat on another chair and crossed her legs. "Well, what have you got planned for me tonight, lover boy?" she taunted him. Brad thought for a moment before replying "I haven't really thought about it" He bluffed. Cindy sat unmoved and recrossed her legs. "Well, i'll tell you what. Whatever you want, all you have to do is tell me.. or just do it. But you get no suggestions except to see a box of things I have in my room." He nodded as if he understood. He really didn't have the slightest idea of what she was talking about. "Uhhh, would you like me to get that box for you?" She asked.. knowing fully well that he didn't have the foggiest notion of what to do. "Yeah, that might be a good idea." She stood up from her chair and pointed toward the bar. "Well, feel free to make yourself a drink if you want. I'll be right back" Cindy left the room and left Brad to himself.

The three ladies found themselves an empty table and ordered a round of drinks. Cheryl sat in complete awe of the surroundings. This club had to be the most elaborate lounge she had ever seen. She sipped at her drink and studied some of the people in attendance that evening. Jennifer was looking around as if she were expecting to find someone special there.

She really wasn't looking for anyone in particular. Just looking for the first available submissive to assist her in her idea. She spotted 3 women sitting in an opposite corner of the club and recognized a girl she only knew as Myra among them. Thinking back, Myra was the one who was into the scene heavier than anyone she had known. Yeah, she would do nicely. Jennifer excused herself and went to that table. Leaving Cheryl and Laurie alone for a moment. Laurie was a bit disappointed that she would not be able to have any fun while she was there. Jennifer had instructed her not to go into the back with anyone.. That they would not be there very long. So her and Cheryl chatted mostly about the decorating business while they waited for Jennifer.

Jennifer returned with Myra in tow. Laurie had met her once before and remembered that she really didn't care for the woman. Something about the way she talked just gave her the creeps. But she knew better than be anything but civil to the new arrival. It was then than the dominatrix announced her plans for the night. "Ok ladies. We're all gonna leave and go to Laurie's house. I have something special for you three."

Cindy set the box down in front of the chair Brad was sitting in and returned to her own chair. Brad looked down into the box and noticed several things he had never seen before then. Cindy gave him a come hither smile while he looked through the contents. The cuffs and whips he knew. But there were a few things he couldn't begin to try to imagine what they were for. She noticed him looking pretty hard at a ball gag. Then watched as he put it aside and then pick up a torturous set of clamps Marvin had made a few years before. Cindy closed her eyes as she remembered having them biting into her tender nipples and cuntlips. Oh how she had cried out in pain when they were applied at the tightest setting.

Brad continued his search through an array of butt plugs, vibrators, and a half burned candle. Thinking about it, he remembered seeing a movie where a girl had candle wax dripped on her tits. Cindy was becoming a bit restless as she watched him rummaging through her toys. "Well, see anything that interests you?" He looked up startled, almost forgetting that she was there. "Yeah" he said slowly. "And you like all of this?" He asked "I sure do." she said simply.. restlessly crossing her legs again. He had found some pictures that Cindy had forgotten about. Before she could ask him not to look at them, he was already leafing through the stack. The pictures depicted Cindy in various stages of undress.. and in various types of restraints. She got up and made herself another drink while he busied himself on the photos.

He set the photos back in the box and looked up at Cindy as she made her drink. "I can do anything I want?" She didn't bat an eyelash.. "Anything you want. What would you like to do?" he thought for a moment, his cock strained against his pants as he had gotten turned on from seeing the pictures. "Can I watch while you p play with yourself?" She considered him for a second. "Is that what you want me to do?" He nodded...

"How do you want me to do it?" He shook his head. "It doesn't matter".. Cindy let out an audible sigh. "Sweetie, you have to tell me exactly what you want.. and how you want it."

Brad was having a bit of trouble adjusting to the situation. he understood what it was Cindy was telling him. But somehow, he couldn't see himself being forceful. "I really don't know what to do" he confessed to here.. feeling a bit silly after being told he could do anything he wanted to her. "I promised myself that I wouldn't help you tonight. If you can't think of anything, maybe you should just go home."

They stood in a triangle.. Myra slightly on the side of Laurie. Laurie on the side of Cheryl... etc.. Jennifer had all three remove their clothes and stand in this formation. Each girl was given a paddle... Jennifer detailed the rules of the "game" she had in mind.

"When I say go, you paddle the ass in front of you. When I say turn.. You turn and paddle the ass in front of you like you did before. The loser is the one with the reddest ass when I say stop.. That person gets caned across the ass and thighs while the other two play round two."

The thought of getting caned after being paddled sent nervous flutters through each stomach as they looked at the girl in front of them. The way the little contest was set up, the person one girl would be paddling would in turn be paddling them when the order to turn came.

"Ok ladies.. GO!"

Chapter 7

"Alright, why don't you pull you pants down then?" he asked with a definite sarcastic tone in his voice. He was a little miffed at what she had said to him. "Quit asking and start commanding if you want me to do something." she retorted a bit frostily. She was beginning to get his goat, which was exactly what she wanted to do. "Take your pants down, then!" He said in a more domineering voice. Cindy nodded and did as he told her, her slacks quickly fluttered down her legs as she undid them.

Now she stood with her slacks bunched up around her ankles, still wearing her shirt and panties. She gazed toward him and waited for what he would do next. He told her to remove her panties and sit on the sofa. She did so and padded to the sofa, where she placed her now bare ass down as he commanded.

Brad stood and moved to a vantage point where he was facing her. She looked at him in silence.. Just waiting. "Show me your cunt" He said.. Cindy's legs slowly parted. revealing the gash that was hidden between. She began to get turned on as she felt the air of the room splashing on her exposed pussy. "Use your fingers.. open the lips and play with it" She emitted a slight moan as her fingertips played over the inner lips of her cunt. "Go on.. let me see you rub your clit" She moved the pad of her index finger to it, and gasped as she began to manipulate the bud of her clit. "Oooh yes" "You like playing with yourself, Cindy?" he asked "mmmmmm Yes sir!" "Put a finger inside.. tell me if it's wet" "Ummmmmmmmm.. Ooo yes sir.. it's wet" her eyes were closed as her index finger was buried in her cunt.

Myra cracked the paddle across Laurie's bare ass twice before either of the other women could raise their own. Laurie cried out and heard a sharp *Thwack* as Cheryl brought her's into sharp contact with Myra's ass.

Laurie looked up at her target as a 3rd and 4th stroke from Myra stung her bottom. Laurie didn't feel like being caned so she began to swing her paddle at Cheryl.. Myra cried out as Cheryl began to send a steady rain of strokes toward her. Cheryl finally felt Laurie's paddle striking her ass. She flinched as she sent another stroke onto Myra's bottom.

Jennifer stood back and watched the "game" being played in front of her. Several cries of pain and a few choked sobs came from the group as each ass was being paddled. Now she told them to turn.. Myra used her paddle on Cheryl, while Cheryl spanked Laurie's ass and Laurie paddled Myra.

Now it was revenge time. each woman was now using their paddle on the reddened bottom of the one who had previously paddled them. The cries became sharper as the accumulated effect of the spankings began to mount up.

It seemed as if the contest was going to be close. Jennifer called for them to stop after 2 minutes. Three teary eyed ladies now stood with stinging bottoms as Jennifer walked to judge the first round. She had them stand together and face away from her.

Jennifer studied the delectable sight for a few lingering moments before she pronounced that Cheryl was the loser. Laurie squeezed the young woman's hand as she looked terror stricken. Being the loser meant that she would have her already reddened ass caned. Cheryl wasn't sure she would be able to take it.

"Ok Cheryl, You go kneel in that corner facing the wall." Jennifer said to the girl. Cheryl nodded pitifully and did as her new mistress bid her.

Jennifer picked up two dildos from a table and gave one to each of the remaining contestants. She told them to get em strapped on. As they strapped the rubber pricks to their waists, Jennifer gave them some vaseline and had them lubricate the dildos.

"Round two will be this.... " She started as Laurie and Myra greased up the poles protruding from them. "Your objective is to fuck your opponent's ass with your dildo" Myra considered letting Laurie win.. that is until Jennifer explained that the loser would have to keep the dildo buried in her asshole for the remainder of the night. "There will be no punching whatsoever.. other than that. anything goes"

She separated the combatants and then said.. "GO!".. The two women came together in a flurry and hair and arms.. wrestling each other to the ground.. Once on the ground, Myra began to assert her strength and quickly overpowered Laurie and bulldogged her to her stomach..

Myra couldn't quite keep the redhead pinned down with her body, so she had to use a combination of her legs and one arm to keep the woman on her stomach.. With the other hand, She guided her fake prick to Laurie's asscheeks, Bouncing it up against the puckered hole underneath. Laurie wiggled her ass a little too much for Myra to get the dildo in..

Finally getting frustrated, Myra let go of Laurie with the arm she was using to hold her down.. and brought it to the dildo in an effort to push it inside the tender anus of the sexy redheaded woman under her. As she took aim with the dildo, Laurie heaved backwards and caught Myra with an elbow on her forehead. Myra fell backward off balanced and smacked her head pretty hard against the carpeted floor.

The fall left her in a rather dazed state.. Laurie got up to her knees and quickly noticed that her opponent was somewhat out of it... Not letting the opportunity pass, she bounded over and turned Myra over on her stomach, then guiding the dildo to her asshole, began pressing it in. Myra grunted out loud as the head popped passed her sphincter.

Myra was still a bit dazed, but alert enough to know that she had been beat and was in the process of having a dildo forced into her asshole. She did her best to relax as she felt Laurie pressed her hips forward.

"You like playing with your pussy, like that?" Brad asked the older woman sitting on the sofa. "Oh yes sir, It feels good" She purred at him. "You feel like you might come?" He wanted to know. "Yes!.. I'm almost there".. He smiled "Ahhh, But just suppose that I don't want you to come?" "Oh please sir!.. Let me come" She begged.. "Nope... stop playing with yourself" He commanded of her. Reluctantly, Cindy pulled her fingers away from her moist cunt. She whimpered at being stopped before she could come. "Take your shirt off" She pulled the pullover shirt over her head and set it alongside of her on the sofa. Cindy sat before him stark naked, with her thighs still opened. "Pinch your nipples" Cindy let her hands brush over the swell of her tits and let her fingers grasp the strawberry colored nubs, she lightly pinched down on them.

Brad went to her and placed his hands over her's. He applied pressure to her fingers, causing them to pinch down with more force on her nipples. Cindy winced as the pain began to shoot through her tender breasts. As Brad applied more pressure and the pain became more intense, her breathing became heavier.

He brushed her hands away and began to pinch them himself.. Cindy cried out as his rough fingers began twisting harder. "Ohhhhhh!.." He kneeled between her still spread legs so he could see her face as he tortured her nipples. Cindy let her hands rest on his shoulders.. Her eyes were closed as the intense pain continued to sear through her body. "Open your eyes!".. She obeyed him and instantly felt the shock of his fingers applying more pressure than before. He smiled as she flinched and gripped his shoulders a bit tighter.

Now he looked toward the box of things Cindy had brought to him. He released her nipples and retrieved the box.... Cindy watched in nervous anticipation as he brought out the homemade clamps. He tested the tightness on his finger, turning the little screw making it clamp tighter.

He smiled at Cindy who squirmed slightly on the sofa. He opened the clamps and help them only inches from her nipples.. Watching the reaction on her face as she looked into his eyes.

Myra sobbed into the carpet as she felt the dildo invading her bowels... She had enjoyed getting fucked in the ass on several occasions, But Laurie was being pitiless in burying the rubber cock into her. Jennifer encouraged her slave from where she stood... "Go on, Laurie.. Fuck her ass good."

Jennifer looked over to where Cheryl was kneeling in the corner. Softly crying as she awaited her fate. She called to her... "Cheryl.. crawl over there and lick Laurie's ass while she fucks Myra" "He.. her ass ma'am?" "Isn't that what I said?" "Y Y yes Ma'am" "Well, get over there then!" "Yes ma'am" she whispered...

Cheryl turned on all fours and slowly crawled to where Laurie was lying on top of Myra...She stared at Laurie's bouncing asscheeks for several seconds before placing her hands on the Redhead's hips and brought her face closer.

Laurie cooed into Myra's ear as she felt Cheryl's tongue fluttering around her asshole. Myra groaned when Laurie began fucking her ass with more force. "Ungggg!".. The pain from Laurie's entry lessened , the telltale pangs of pleasure began to swirl inside of Myra.

Now she not only accepted her defeat, but pushed her ass back as Laurie's strokes glided into her with a thrilling resistance. The whole thing had not gone without it's effect on Jennifer... she felt her cunt juicing.. She reached under her skirt and removed her panties.

She went over to where Myra was now enjoying her ass fuck. Sitting down in front of her, Jennifer raised her skirt and spread her legs.. Myra didn't need to be told what to do.. her hands flew out and grabbed Jennifer as her mouth mashed against her pussy.

Cindy cried out when the clamps closed over her nipples. "Ohhhh Shit!!" Her eyes began to get misty as the sharp teeth bit into her tender flesh. Her knuckles whitened as she held on to Brad's shoulders. He got tired of the way she was grabbing him, so he made her put her hands behind her back. As she moved her hands as per his order, He got out the handcuffs and fastened them to her wrists..

He turned the screws on the clamps, causing Cindy's eyes to widen in pain as they got tighter. "Oooooo Please, sir.. It hurts" She said pleadingly. Brad shrugged.. He thought that was the idea. looking at the light chain that was connected to the clamps, he figured that the clamps on the other end were supposed to go on her pussy lips... and not wanting to misuse the clamps... He took the bottom clamps in his hands..

Cindy held her breath while he moved them closer to her dampening pussy. They maintained eye contact while the steel of the clamps opened and quickly closed on her cunt lips. "Awwwwwwwooooo" escaped from her lips as the pain from both her tits and cunt mingled somewhere deep inside of her. She still gazed at him adoringly while he got into torturing the older woman.

He was young and inexperienced. But Cindy knew that if she kept him around long enough, he would become a master of the game (Pardon the pun). His interest seemed to raise with each sound Cindy let escape from her lips. He was still kneeling between her legs, fingering the chain that connected all the clamps to each other.

Laurie was the first to reach orgasm. The combination of Cheryl licking her ass, and the base of the dildo jabbing against her clit as she fucked into Myra's asshole sent electrifying sparks of delight through her body. Jennifer grabbed hold of Myra's hair and kept her face firmly against her cunt. Myra expertly rolled her tongue over the dominant woman's clit.. moving it down every now and then to lick at the juices that seeped from her hole.

Cheryl was the only one not receiving some kind of clitoral stimulation. although the effects of the paddling and the thrill of what she was doing right then WERE playing havoc with her pussy.

"Ohhh yess.. I'm gonna come!" Laurie shouted into Myra's ear.. the realization sent Myra into a come of her own. Laurie relaxed and let her weight rest on Myra's back. Jennifer came under Myra's tongue only seconds after Myra herself shot over the top.

Finally they all fell apart. Laurie was instructed to unstrap the dildo from her waist and leave it embedded in Myra's asshole. As Laurie did so, Jennifer got up and picked up the thin cane she had selected for this game. She told a teary eyed Cheryl to kneel with her head on the floor and her bottom high in the air.

The young woman sniffled as she moved to obey her mistress' command. When her ass was presented to Jennifer, she swatted it smartly with the cane. "*SWIIIISH!* "Ummmph!.. Ooooh!" Cheryl yelled into her arm that was cradling her head. 4 cuts on her fleshy asscheeks and 2 more on the top of her thighs had the pretty brunette sobbing uncontrollably.. She fell onto her side, not being able to withstand any more.

Cheryl's ass and thighs now sported 6 weals from the cane Jennifer had smacked against her. Her tears flowed freely as Jennifer told her to get up off the floor. Cheryl struggled to stand as Jennifer then instructed the other two women to rise.

Now that the "game" was completed, Jennifer took Myra to Laurie's bedroom, leaving Laurie and Cheryl alone for the night.

Brad pressed his lips to Cindy's and let his tongue spear forward into her mouth. She returned his kiss lovingly as his hands grasped her behind the neck. He kissed her for a few seconds then stood and told her to kneel on the floor. She quickly fell to her knees and looked up to see him lean over the box and pick up a ping pong paddle. "I'll bet you've been naughty, haven't you?" He asked her Cindy smiled at the question.. She would not need to beg him for it tonight.. "Yes, sir. I HAVE been a naughty girl" The pain of the clamps became bearable as her pussy lips and nipples began to numb from the pinching. "Well, it's a good thing I came over tonight." He said to her. "What are you gonna do, sir?" she asked in a small voice, anticipating the whipping to come. "I dunno.. I'd really like to see how all this stuff works. You don't mind do you?"

Cindy moaned under her breath.. Lord, if he wanted to try ALL of the stuff in that box, she was definitely in for a long night. "I don't know if that's such a good idea." She said in all seriousness. Cindy was all ready to have a good time with this guy. But for some reason, she couldn't envision what he wanted to do. "Why not just choose two or three things that interest you the most?" She offered helpfully. Brad laughed softly, "That's just it. EVERYTHING in here interests me."

Cindy shifted her weight. Kneeling was becoming a little uncomfortable for her. Brad seemed to consider her suggestion for a minute. "Well, you did tell me that I could do whatever I wanted" She sighed heavily. Cindy had to admit to herself that she had told him that.

"You haven't changed your mind, have you?" he wanted to know. "No, I haven't changed my mind..." She said "It's just that it would take too long to experiment with everything in there" "Too long?.. Do you have something to do early in the morning or anything like that?" Cindy was trapped by her own words. She slowly shook her head in negation to his last question. "Good. Then it's settled" She resigned herself to her predicament. "Yes, sir. I suppose it is." she said sullenly. "I think i'll start with this paddle" he said raising the paddle up for her to see. Cindy nodded, eyes downcast. "Hmmmm, turn around and lean over the sofa." he ordered. She did as she was told, her head laid on the seat of the sofa, turned to one side as she presented her ass for him to with what he pleased.

Brad kneeled on the side of the prone woman. He brought the paddle up and took aim on the swell of her rounded asscheeks. Cindy knew from experience that if she clenched her muscles, the strokes would hurt twofold. So, she did her best to keep her bottom relaxed and compliant.

He smacked first the left cheek, then the right in rapid order. Not too hard, but enough to fill the air with 2 sharp reports. Cindy twisted her flanks in a vain attempt to avoid the paddle. A third stroke fell on her left cheek and quickly another on her right. "Uhhhhhhh" came from within her lips as the heated caress of the paddle warmed her ass.

He surprised her by smacking first the right, then the left cheek on the third trip. it may not sound like a big deviation, but the break of routine caused the older blonde to cry out in surprise more than anything. "Ohhhhhhhh!" Brad made her turn her head to the other side so he could watch her face as he applied the paddle to her fleshy derriere.

The paddle itself wasn't causing Cindy a whole lot of discomfort, but the clamps on her tits and cuntlips were driving her crazy as the pressure on her ass caused her weight to fall deeper into the sofa.. This in turn caused the clamps to move.. sending more hot pain to her brain.

He saw her flinch and wince at every new stroke of the paddle. He knew that he wasn't hitting her that hard... But each stroke was having an effect nonetheless. He set the paddle aside and picked up a light, swishy cane. Cindy couldn't see what he had picked up because of the way her head was turned.

As usual, the things being done to her had set her on fire. Being made to stop fingering her cunt before she could come made everything else seem a bit more intense. She breathed heavily as she knelt over the sofa, hands bound behind her back. Waiting with mixed feelings, for what Brad would do next.

Cindy heard the light swishing sound of something cutting through the air. Then felt a searing stinging sensation on the bottom part of her ass. Brad apparently liked the way her voice cracked as she begged him not to use the cane on her, because he quickly stopped her pleadings with another sharp cut to the widest part of her bottom, causing her to stop pleading and start yelling for a moment.

Chapter 8

"Ohh please!... Not the cane!.. It hurts tooooo OOOOOOOOOWWW!... Ooooh shit!" Cindy let her displeasure at being whipped with the thin cane be known.

After slashing a 3rd cut onto Cindy's defenseless ass, Brad tossed the cane aside.. Not really caring for the effects. Cindy was shaking from where she leaned over the sofa. "You didn't like that?" he asked her.. "N N no sir. It hurts TOO much." Cindy answered tearfully. "I can understand that, but why do you have it?" "I in case you think I need to be severely punished, sir"

Brad was beginning to get confused again. "Cindy, can we stop and talk.. I really need to ask a lot of questions." Cindy struggled to rise up on her knees, and turn to look at him. There were still tears in her eyes making them shine a bright blue as she gazed at Brad. "Sure, but you have to promise to let me come. You've made me HOT, sweetie!" He couldn't help but smile at her. "You got a deal." he replied. "Can I sit on the sofa?" She asked hopefully.. He nodded and watched as she got up on the sofa, Clamps and cuffs still attached.

"Ok," he started. "I understand that you like getting spanked and all that. But why WOULD you have something around that you really don't like having used on you?" "Let me see if I can explain this to you" She said... "If you or anyone I know were upset with me and felt I needed to be whipped severely, I would take it willingly." "What do you mean, `anyone you know'" "I mean, dominant people I know. Like Jennifer for instance" "Alright, but I thought this was all in fun?" Cindy frowned at him. "Well it is all in fun. Plus it all makes me soooo hot" "But you would allow someone to hurt you with a cane if they wanted to?" "Yes, that's right." "Even though you don't like it?" "Well, It's not that I don't like it. I don't like the way the cane feels when it's used on me. But I would let someone use it on me because I like the fact that I am not in control of it." "You mean submissive?" "Exactly. It turns me on to be submissive. And even if it means getting whipped with a cane, it turns me on." "Ok, That's very interesting. Are you married or anything like that?" Cindy laughed out loud. "Now this is sure one helluva time to ask THAT!" "Well," He blushed "I didn't think to ask until now.. I really like you a lot" "Awwwww, That's sweet. No, babe. I'm divorced, not seeing anyone special either." "How would you feel about being with someone younger?" "Hmmm.. Doesn't you being here tonight answer that question for you?" "Kinda.. No I mean like on a steady basis?" "Oh. Well I don't know.. Is that a proposal?" "It might be, are you interested?" eject:

"I might be" She teased him. "But really, I don't want to see just one person exclusively." "Oh, neither do I, really. I got the impression that dominant and submissive people did a lot of seeing others as a rule" "Ummmmmm, More or less." "I can deal with that. Do you know if Cheryl is the same way as you?" "Cheryl?.. Oh yeah... I would think so.. Being at Jennifer's house" "Hmmmmmm, I'd like to spank her ass." Cindy shot him a mock look of dismay "I'm jealous!.. " She taunted him. He gave it right back.. "Well.. if you can see others.. so can I!" "hahahhaa.. Touche'!"

Brad got up and walked to the sofa. Cindy turned her face up and peered into his eyes. He reached down and brought her to her feet. Then slowly kissed her passionately as his hands moved over her back and asscheeks. Cindy kissed back and rubbed her cunt over his growing crotch. As they broke the kiss, Cindy's mouth was at his ear.. "Take me, baby... i'm all your's" He took her.

He cupped an asscheek in each hand and squeezed as she continued to rotate her hips against him. His fingers felt the heat radiating from her soft bottom. She groaned in his ear as he played with her sore ass. What she wanted right then, was to get fucked.. and fucked hard.

"Oh, babe.. Take your cock out and shove it in me!.. I'm so hot!" He rubber his pelvis against her.. "That what you want?" He was teasing her now. The clamps made their presence known with all the rubbing going on between them. "Ummmmmm.. Oh yes.. give it to me!" She nipped at his neck while he busied himself with her asscheeks. He felt her wetness as her juices soaked into his jeans. "Time to experiment some more, first" He told her matter of factly. "Ohhh" she said softly.. He was probing her asscrack with his eager fingers, he saw what he wanted in the box as he looked over her shoulder.

Brad left her standing as he left her to retrieve the butt plug from the box of goodies. Cindy shuddered with excitement when she saw him pick up the bulb shaped plug. He walked behind her and pressed the plug to her asscheeks. It parted them and nosed her rosehole. Cindy squirmed out of it's way. "Nooo.. Not dry!" She screamed a little too loud "Put some vaseline on it first" Cindy knew the agony of having plugs shoved into her ass without the help of lubrication. She knew it would go in, but not without a lot of screaming on her part. "Excuse me, are you hollering at me?" He asked sarcastically "I'm sorry sir" she murmured in remorse. "Sorry huh? That doesn't do it. I want you to explain why you felt the need to raise your voice to me." He told her.. catching on to the game. "I didn't want you to put the plug in me dry, sir" "Oh" He said. "I wasn't aware that you had any say in the matter." "Damn him!" she thought.. "The bastard is teasing me!".. "No sir, I don't have any choice. If you want to put it in dry, you can" He raised an eyebrow. eject:

"Oh.... thank you for your... permission" He said in an icy tone. He walked around to her front, still holding the plug between his fingers. "Are you usually allowed to raise your voice, Cindy?" She lowered her eyes in a submissive gesture. "No, sir. I am never to raise my voice." He nodded "Yeah, that's what I figured." A slight pause for effect. "Then I guess you'll have to be punished, won't you?" "Yes, sir" she whispered. "Bend over" he said commandingly... Cindy was thrilled at the new confidence in his voice.. She bent at the waist. Legs slightly spread.

Brad again pressed the plug to her asshole and used the other hand to hold one of the nether cheeks apart. Cindy groaned loudly as she felt the agonizing pain of the plug beginning it's descent into her bowels. Her blue eyes brimmed with tears as the pointed tip penetrated her sphincter and began to burrow inside. Cindy knew that her asshole was elastic enough to accommodate the invasion, but not without a few anxious moments as it widened.

She cried out unashamedly when it got to the widest part. Brad licked his lips as he watched the plug stretching the wrinkled little hole. Cindy had straightened up and was trying to evade the onslaught as the widest past neared the entry point. Brad wrapped his arm around her waist to hold her still and relentlessly pressed the plastic plug inward. "Ohhhhh.. Owwwwwww!..It hurts!" Cindy sobbed. It was as if he hadn't heard her crying. He pressed until the bulb shaped plug was finally nestled in her ass to it's capacity.

Cindy thought he seemed determined to see just how far he could go with her. When he stood up behind her she instinctively tensed. His hands were on her shoulders, pressing down. He pressed until she got the idea and sank to her knees.

Brad walked around and stood facing the older woman. He unzipped his fly and brought out his hard cock. Watching how her asshole opened and swallowed the plug had the lump of meat in his pants throbbing for release. Cindy looked straight ahead as Brad rubbed his prick on her cheeks and nose. Precum oozed out of the little slit and became sticky on her face.

Now he held his prick out to her lips... Cindy got the idea quickly and parted her lips to let it slide into her mouth. She was a little afraid of him trying to force too much into her, he had seemed to change in a matter of minutes. There was no doubt in her mind that he knew exactly what he was doing at that point. The idea thrilled her to no end. though.

Wriggling a little as she became accustomed to the plug in her ass, she let her tongue swirl over the mushroom head of his cock. His hands reached out and held her behind the neck as he pushed his hips forward, causing his prick to bump into the roof of Cindy's mouth. She could feel her pussy contract when she got a whiff of the heady odor of his blue veined dagger. She let her lips close around it and applied suction.

Brad looked down at the sight before him. Seeing the attractive older woman on her knees, hands bound behind her back, clamps on her nipples and cuntlips as she sucked on his prick like it was a popsicle made him want to spill his load into her throat right then and there.

The only thing that kept him from exploding on the spot was that he wanted to spill his load deep inside of Cindy's dripping cunt. He had stopped her from coming just as she was at the brink, and along with the whipping and the plugging.. The woman was going crazy on the floor. The slurping sounds as she sucked his cock got louder as she worked it with her mouth and tongue with growing urgency.

Cindy whimpered and looked imploringly up at him when he pulled his prick away from her lips. She watched with growing anticipation while he removed his clothes. Now he stood naked with his cock jutting out like a sword. He made cindy assume the position she had when he paddled her. Kneeling against the sofa, leaning forward over it. Her asscheeks opened slightly to reveal her plug filled asshole.

Brad got into position behind her and guided his prick to the waiting cavern between her thighs. It was a primitive cry of release that emitted from the blonde slave's throat when she felt the much needed penetration.

The fantastic feeling of her cunt enveloping his cock like a velvet glove caused Brad to groan loudly behind her. Cindy pushed her ass back toward him as she felt his pubic hairs against her asscheeks. He leaned over and grasped her shoulders, using them for leverage to pound her opened cunt with savage fury.

Each bone jarring thrust from the young man nearly took Cindy's breath away. She did her best to match each stroke with a backwards push of her own. All the earlier playing and teasing had it's very profound effect on the older woman. She whimpered and gurgled out her pleasure as Brad kept slamming against the backs of her spread thighs with his own.

Her face contorted into a mask of unrecognizable expressions. Of course the mixture of the pain she felt from the clamps, and plug in her ass... coupled with the mounting force of the thrusting prick buried in her pussy turned her into a complete mass of jelly inside.

"Ooooh gawd.. oo yes, baby.. baby.. soo good!" She mumbled incoherently into the cushioned seat of the sofa. Brad felt the crisis coming upon him rapidly.. His grip on her shoulders tightened as his thrusts became shorter and more powerful. Cindy knew he was about to splatter his load into her cunt. The realization caused sparks to shoot off in her convulsing pussy. She thrust her ass as high as she could manage to receive the full force of each stroke.

The pleasure filled woman became aware of only that hot cock pistoning into her warm, wet cunt. Everything else around her was non-existent as her orgasm transported her into never-never land. She tightened her muscles almost inhumanly at first, then screamed into the sofa as she forced herself to relax. Brad battered her cunt from behind while her climax took her to parts unknown. His own come demanded to be reckoned with at this particular time.. He let his weight fall upon her back when his cock spurted out it's fiery prize. eject:

Cindy murmured contentedly as her passion had been temporarily saturated. But she had no doubt that she would be well able to continue should her young lion choose to. Brad had produced the key to the handcuffs and was now releasing her arms from the bondage they had been in.

Once the cuffs had been removed, Cindy extracted the clamps herself. She groaned in pleasure-pain as the returning circulation made her nipples throb. She rose up on her knees when Brad's cock softened and slipped from her box. She turned and leaned against him.. Cindy wanted to be held for awhile. Together, they managed to climb up on the sofa and lay in each other's arms. "Mmmmmmmm" Cindy moaned in his ear. "I think i'm gonna sleep very well tonight!"

Cindy awoke still lying on the sofa, Brad was idly fingering the plug still inserted in her asshole. She had no idea of how long she had been asleep. She whimpered a little while he twisted the bulb shaped plug back n forth. "Ooooo you're gonna get me started again if you keep that up" she giggled in his ear.

Actually, that's exactly what he had in mind. His fingers slipped down and began to tease the puffy mound of her cunt. Cindy shifted a little to allow his exploring fingers better access. As Brad found the crack of her pussy, she opened her eyes and looked up to see she had only been asleep about an hour or so.

His fingers were beginning to do exactly what Cindy had earlier predicted. She locked her lips against his and wiggled her ass in slow circles while he fingered her clit and cunt. When she felt her pussy was wet enough to fuck again, she climbed up and straddled his hips. Using her hand to guide his prick to her hole, she let her weight sink down on him...groaning as it disappeared inside of her again....

Cindy thought that it would be exciting to make a habit out of seeing Brad. The mere fact that she was 15 years his senior was thrilling enough. But his eager inexperience in the B and D game sent shivers up and down her spine. Not that he could do anything that was new to her. But being new to HIM made it all seem that much more fun. It would be a lot of fun for Cindy to have him around while he learned both from exploring, and from teachings by Cindy herself.

Donna was on her knees sucking his cock with her hands tied behind her back. her bottom showed the telltale signs of a whipping she had received minutes earlier. His hands entwined themselves in her hair while she slurped and nibbled on the prong he held on her face.

This was where Donna had been going after Laurie and her had knocked off work for the day. Now that Cheryl had joined them, she was getting off earlier and hurrying to her new boyfriend's apartment. She knew that Jennifer had found out what was going on, but she wasn't sure if Ron knew. Not that it mattered, Ron had always told her that was free to see whoever she wanted.

He pushed off with his hands knocking her abruptly on her back. Donna looked up at him and saw the sneer on his face that both thrilled, and frightened her at the same time. "How much money do you think she's making?" He asked her. "I'm not sure, sir. Probably 4000.00 a month." He let out a small whistle. "Not bad. And you say Jennifer is her mistress?" Donna caught a strange look in his eye. "Yes sir." She said. "Yeah, that Jennifer was always a hot little bitch. never would have figured her for a lez though." "Oh, Jennifer isn't a lesbian, sir. Neither is Laurie" Donna said in their defense. He knelt between her slightly parted legs, taking them in his hands and pushing them back. Donna had to lay back as he placed his cock at the small opening of her cunt and pressed it in.

Donna was in the bathroom getting dressed when he walked in behind her and encircled her waist with his arms. "John!" She squealed. "I have to get dressed and go home.. It's late." "Oh, I know that baby. I just wanted to squeeze you again before you go." "Mmmmmmm.. Maybe in a few weeks I'll talk to Ron and move in with you,, Would you like that?" She asked, twisting in his arms until she faced him. "Yeah. Well, remember what I told you about Laurie.. I want you to introduce me to her." Donna had just shrugged when he asked for an introduction. "Sure, I remember. Maybe next weekend, ok?" She had been a bit taken back at all the interest he had shown in her boss. But he had told her that Laurie was someone he knew a long time ago.

Chapter 9

Laurie was beginning to grow farther and farther apart from Jennifer since they had returned from Rio. It wasn't anything that either of them had done. It's just that she had a lot of work to catch up on when she got back, and Jennifer's new friendship with Cheryl had them going in different directions.

They still remained the best of friends like they always had been. Even when Jennifer became her mistress they were friends first and foremost. Laurie wasn't upset or bitter about the recent turn of events, but her sexy bottom and pussy were itching for a lot of attention than she hadn't been getting.

The attention was being given almost exclusively to Cheryl. Many mornings, the young woman came to work with an extremely sore ass from the night before. Laurie had to admit that she was a bit jealous of Cheryl, not to mention envious. even Donna always seemed to have that glow about her that exuded sexual satisfaction.

Oddly enough, Laurie got her greatest pleasure from Harold. They had never enjoyed a sexual moment together. but they seemed to be very comfortable in each other's company. As a matter of fact, Harold had told her a few days before that he thought he was falling in love. Laurie had giggled and told him that he'd better bring his new boyfriend around so she could give him a once over.

His name was Bruce and Laurie thought he was kinda cute. She had them over for dinner one evening and watched with growing amusement how Harold seemed to be excited by his company. Bruce was a bit younger, almost feminine looking. She had decided that he was a nice guy and gave Harold her approval.

Oh well, Laurie got home on Friday evening, slipping into her jogging shorts and t-shirt. She had gotten a book and was just settling down to read it when the phone rang.

Donna called to tell her that she had someone that wanted to meet her. Laurie wasn't doing anything so she invited them over. She could use a bit of company.

Jennifer had Cheryl pinned to the ground on her stomach. Cheryl was naked as Jennifer required her to be when in the house. Jennifer was nearly naked herself, wearing only the teddy that she had worn to bed the night before.

Both women were laughing as Jennifer sat on the small of the younger woman's back. "Tell me what she said" Jennifer ordered her. Through her laughter, Cheryl shouted "NO!" Jennifer starting tickling her again, making Cheryl convulse into fits of more laughter.

Cheryl bucked and squirmed until she succeeded in ejecting Jennifer from her back. she tried to get up but Jennifer was upon her again. "Why won't you tell me?"

"She made me promise not to tell you!" They had been wrestling on the carpet for about 5 minutes now. Jennifer had discovered by accident that Cheryl was ticklish, so she used it to keep the younger woman in a constant state of hysterical laughter. "I'm gonna keep tickling you until you tell me!" Jennifer loved the way Cheryl was always so playful. "NEVAH!" She shouted, her sides ached from laughing so hard. "Ok.. You asked for it!!" Jennifer dug her fingers into the girl's ribs again.

Once again, Cheryl twisted and bucked until Jennifer fell off. This time she rolled away and climbed to her knees. Her face was flushed from all the laughing. Jennifer moved to grab her again, but Cheryl surprised her by trying to tickle HER. As Cheryl's fingers came into contact with the silk teddy she was wearing, Jennifer's hand suddenly and sharply slapped Cheryl across the face.

Cheryl sobered quickly when she felt the sting of Jennifer's fingers on her cheek. She was upset because they had been playing. Jennifer was eyeing her severely, kneeling arm's length from her. Cheryl was stunned more than hurt. But not stunned enough to keep her from reacting by lashing out and slapping Jennifer's face in return.

Jennifer recoiled from the blow and narrowed her eyes. "Why you little bitch!" she said and her hand flew out and slapped the young woman again. Cheryl had tears in her eyes but returned Jennifer's second slap with one of her own.

Jennifer raised her hand again, but stopped when she saw the hurt look on Cheryl's face. Her eyes were glassy as she looked at Jennifer in confusion and hurt. Jennifer held her arms out.. "Oh come here, baby." he said.

Cheryl sobbed when she fell into Jennifer's arms. "Don't be mad at me, Jen.. We were only playing"... Jennifer cradled her and rocked her back and forth. "I know, baby. I'm so sorry I got carried away." Cheryl was still sniffling "I just don't want you to be mad at me." Jennifer was shushing her while the young girl leaned against her. "I'm not mad at you sweetheart." She got up, "Come on. Let's go sit down and talk."

Cheryl followed her to the sofa and sat next to her, leaning over so Jennifer could hold her while she cried. "Are you sure you're not mad?" Cheryl wanted to know. "No. But I feel pretty bad about this." Jennifer said, stroking her hair. "I'll tell you what she said if you want." "No no. That isn't important, sweetie. Don't worry about it." "Ok" she whispered. Laying more heavily into her.

"I think maybe you should spank me, Cheryl" Jennifer told her softly. Cheryl sat up and looked at her face. "No, I don't want to" She said, shaking her head vigorously "No Cheryl, I think you should." "But why?.. I don't want to do that." She said again.

"Because I was wrong. I know it and now you should punish me." "But I forgive you, Jen. I don't want to punish you." Jennifer smiled at her and reached out to stroke her hair again. "It's ok, sweetheart. I deserve it. And I want you to to it." Cheryl was shaking her head. "I won't like it." she said as if resigned to it. "Nor would I. But you'll do it?" Jennifer asked. Cheryl nodded her head slowly. "Only if you want me to." "I do, baby." Jennifer got up from the sofa. "Let's get cleaned up and have dinner. You'll punish me after we eat."

Cheryl really didn't want to do it. she would rather be the one getting punished, instead of having to spank the older woman. She took a shower and put on a robe as she joined Jennifer who had adorned herself in shorts and a T-shirt.

Laurie opened the door and nearly jumped back in shock when she saw who it was that Donna had brought over. Donna and John walked into the house with Donna clinging to his arm. Laurie stood back with her mouth opened, unable to say anything for a few moments. "John!" she said. She could think of nothing else to say. "You're looking good, Laurie." he said, appraising her body in the jogging shorts she wore.

Donna was quite confused at this point, so Laurie explained to her that John was her ex-husband. "Oh! You didn't tell me that, John." She said. John just kind of glanced at her. "Why don't you go ahead on home, babydoll... I want to talk to Laurie alone." Donna looked stricken but she nodded and reached up to kiss his cheek. She walked out and closed the door behind her.

Laurie wasn't sure how she should feel or react to this sudden bombshell that had been dropped on her. John obviously knew how to react. "It's been a long time, baby. How have you been?" Laurie shook her head clear and said "Oh, i've been great. How about you.. I thought you moved out of town?" He smiled at her. "Well, I got transferred back last month." Laurie nodded absent mindedly. "Well, come on in." She said quickly. "It's rather a surprise to see you though." "I tried to call you when I got in, but you'd changed your phone number."

They sat on the sofa, Laurie offered him a drink which he declined and told her that he just wanted to talk to her. "Oh, ok. What did you want to talk to me about?" She said, crossing her legs as she faced him. "About you and I. You know i've really missed you, baby" He said, his hand reached out and rested on her arm. Laurie ran her fingertip over his hand. "I've missed you too. I'd often thought about if I had done the right thing or not in divorcing you." "Well, do you think you did?" "I thought so. Up until the time you walked through the door. Now i'm not too sure."

"Maybe we could try again?" He asked hopefully. Laurie looked down at his hand on her arm, then up into his eyes. She melted when she looked at him. She knew that she still loved him, but wasn't sure she could marry him again. "I don't know, John. So many things have changed since then." He nodded. "Ahhhh, You mean Jennifer?" Laurie looked surprised for a moment, but then realised that he knew Donna. "Not just that. I've been decorating again, and i've got more work than I can handle by myself." "Are you sorry that we got married?" Laurie shook her head. "No, i've never been sorry. I loved you, John. I really did." "You make it sound like you don't love me anymore." He said, striking a nerve.

Laurie fought with her emotions for a long moment. A tear formed on the corner of her eye. John saw it and gently brushed it away with the back of his hand. Laurie caught his hand in both of hers and pressed it to her face. "Oh John... I'm so confused!" She said. John moved over and encircled her with his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck and cried openly against his shoulder.

Jennifer and Cheryl ate dinner in silence. A silence made thicker by the scene they had just had a few minutes earlier. Cheryl ate slower than usual, nervously looking about the room. While Jennifer remained cool.

"What do you think about going out to the club tomorrow night?" She asked her. "Yeah, I think that would be fun. You know that man, Mr. Harris has the hots for you?" Cheryl giggled. "Oh?.. Did he tell you that?" "No.. But a girl can tell" she said while she giggled at Jennifer.

Jennifer sat back and thought about George Harris. It might be kinda nice to see him and find out what he's all about.

After dinner, they had coffee at the dining room table before getting up to put the dishes away. Once that was done, Jennifer told her to follow her into Jennifer's bedroom.

Cheryl lagged far behind but did as she was told and walked into Jennifer's bedroom behind her. Jennifer shut the door and told Cheryl to sit on the bed.

When Cheryl sat down, Jennifer opened the drawer of her nightstand and took out a wooden hairbrush. She walked over and handed it to Cheryl who reluctantly took it from her. Cheryl looked down at the brush in her hand and once again repeated that she didn't want to do this. "Cheryl, we've been all through that. Now let's not discuss it anymore, alright?' Glumly, the younger woman nodded her head. "Ok" she whispered.

Jennifer stood in front of her and told Cheryl to take her shorts and panties down.

Cheryl hesitated for a moment, then set the brush on her lap and hooked her fingers in the waistband of her shorts. She took them down to her thighs then dropped her hands.

"Pick up the hairbrush, baby" Jennifer whispered to her. Cheryl did so and looked up as Jennifer was moving to the side. Cheryl caught her eyes and tried once again to convey the message that she didn't want to do this. Jennifer leaned over and lifted Cheryl's hands from her lap and then draped herself over, with her naked bottom staring Cheryl in the face.

"Now, Cheryl. I want you to give me a good spanking with that hairbrush." The young girl had tears in her eyes as she looked down at Jennifer's bared ass. She twisted the brush in her hands, and knowing that she had to do it, lifted it up and prepared to spank Jennifer's fleshy bottom.

Just as she was about to bring the brush down, The doorbell rang followed by loud knocking. Jennifer jumped up and pulled her shorts over her hips. "I wonder who THAT could be?" They both came from the room and went to the front door. Jennifer opened it and saw Laurie standing there. Eyes in tears as she fell into Jennifer's arms. "What's wrong, Laurie.. What happened?" Jennifer and Cheryl helped her in and led her to the sofa. "Cheryl, make us some coffee, sweetheart." Jennifer said as she sat next to Laurie.

Over the next hour and a half, Laurie told them how John had got Donna to bring him over. She told them how they talked and eventually ended up in bed. "Oh god, Jen" Laurie wailed. "I don't know what to do!!" "Well, do you still love him, Laurie?" Jennifer asked her. "Yes!.. But he wants to get married again. I don't want to right now." Cheryl had listened but remained silent until then. "Why not just date him for awhile?" She suggested. Laurie looked up and reached for a kleenex. "I could do that. But he's seeing Donna too." Jennifer's eyes shot up. "Donna?.. so THAT'S who she's been seeing." She turned to Laurie. "What does John have to say about all of this?" Laurie shook her head. "That's the confusing part." Laurie said. "John wants to get married, but still continue to see others." "Ahhhhhhh" Jennifer said "He wants to have his cake and eat it too!" Laurie nodded weakly. "I don't know what to do about it all!" She looked as if she was about to start crying again.

"I think Cheryl is right. Just date him and see what happens." Jennifer said to her friend. Laurie nodded. "That's probably the best thing." She said, then leaned back on the sofa. "Listen, Laurie. We're gonna go to the club tomorrow. You wanna go with us?" "Yeah. I'd like that." Laurie said. "But I suppose I better get home and get to sleep." She stood up and embraced Jennifer, then Cheryl. "Thank you for listening to me. I feel much better now." She smiled as they escorted her to the door. "I'll give you a call tomorrow afternoon, Laurie." "Ok, Jen. Night Cheryl." She said as she walked from the door.

Jennifer closed the door and regarded Cheryl thoughtfully. "Now that's awfully strange." Cheryl didn't understand. "What's strange?" "I mean John using Donna to get to Laurie. It just doesn't sound like him." Cheryl had never met John so couldn't say anything objective about it. She just shrugged her shoulders.

"Oh well, no sense brooding about it tonight." She said, taking Cheryl by the hand. "Come along, sweetheart." Leading her toward her bedroom to pick up where they left off before Laurie's visit.

End.