The Continuing Adventures of Lisa James: The Party

Chapter 2

The Continuing Adventures Of Lisa James

The Party - Chapter 2

          Once upstairs Lisa was pushed into the bathroom. It was large and
spacious with a separate toilet cubicle. The two women followed her inside and
closed the door.
      "Everything off girl!" It was an order. Susan's eyes were sparkling with
excitement. She sat down on the edge of the bath to watch. Lisa tried to avoid
looking at them both as she unzipped her frock. She crossed her arms in front of
her, grasped the hem and tugged it over her head. Her boobs sprang out towards
the very interested women, her hard nipples pointing out and slightly upwards.
She stepped out of the horrid thing.
      "Pick it up girl! You don't want to spoil it!" The older women smiled
wickedly,
"Get those knickers off". Lisa pushed her knickers slowly down to her ankles,
stepped out of them and put them on a chair with her dress. Now she was totally
naked and exposed to them. Susan had started giggling and laughing at the girl's
bare pussy,
      "I can see her lips and everything, this is so cool!" Lisa didn't know
where to look or what to do, her face was absolutely scarlet but much worse was
to come. Miss Cooper reached out and grasped each of her nipples in a vice like
grip,
     "Hands on your head girl!" Lisa did as she was told, "Feel these Susan,
they're like little pebbles!" Tears sprang into Lisa eyes as the young girl
eagerly joined in, pulling and pinching them at the same time.
      "Oohh! Ouch! Please don't! It hurts! Ow! Please stop!" Somehow she managed
to keep her hands on her head as she twisted back and forth.
      "Stop making such a fuss you little slut!" said the ex-teacher giving the
nipples a final hard twist, "Get down on your hands and knees and put your head
on your hands, hurry up!" Lisa did as instructed.
      "Spread your legs and dip your back girl, I need access to that naughty
bumhole of yours!" Susan Sellars had a superb view of the young woman's genital
anatomy, she could see every detail. Lisa kept her forehead pressed to the
carpet caught in a sea of humiliation. But such a shameful display was making
her pussy leak clear fluid and she was sure they would notice. Miss Cooper
produced a tube of lubricant and a large plastic sachet from her bag. Two tubes,
one twice as long as the other, protruded from one end.
       "Susan, would you like to get her bumhole ready for me?" she said,
passing the tube to her, "make sure you get it well inside."

          Susan needed no further urging. She quickly put a glob of the
lubricant on her fingers and approached the spread buttocks. The older woman
laughed at Lisa's wail as the young girl's finger slid into her bottom. Susan
was having a lovely time, she'd never been able to do anything like this to
another girl before, and certainly not to a fully grown woman. Pushing her
finger in as far as she could brought forth a quite delightful moan and she
couldn't help giggling as the bumhole squeezed her finger. Lisa's hips rotated
this way and that and she groaned as the finger worked itself  more forcefully
into her bottom.
      "She can take more than that Susan, don't be frightened, use a couple of
fingers and you can afford to be a bit rougher!" Susan began to wedge two
fingers into the stretching bumhole, pushing them in and out as hard as she
could. By curling them when they were deeply embedded inside the rolling bottom
she was able to make Lisa cry out and beg her to stop,
      "I'll be good please stop. Ooooh! No! Oh please don't! Aaahhhh!" Her bum
was rolling around all over the place and she was shaking her head from side to
side. Susan was very excited by the time Miss Cooper smiled and motioned her to
step back.
      "You're a really dirty little girl. I can see what's going on here. You're
getting turned on you little slut!" She ran her fingers along Lisa's slippery
vaginal lips from front to back causing her to gasp and wriggle her hips in
response. Suddenly she felt the tube pushing into her bottom, much further in
than the girl's fingers had gone. The woman squeezed the sachet until all of
it's contents had gone. Lisa's insides immediately caught fire. Slipping the
tube from the puckered bumhole Christine Cooper replaced it with a rubber plug
which sealed the girl tight. Lisa began to moan more urgently and roll her hips
around wildly,
      "Please take it out! OwOwOwOw! It's burning me please! Ohhhh please let me
go to the toilet!"
      "Don't be silly young lady," said the woman glancing at her watch, "you're
going to hold it for the full ten minutes." Lisa began a series of bumps and
grinds, wriggling her hips and bottom in all directions.
      "Please Miss, ooooohhhhhh! Please let me go!"
      "Keep still you silly girl!"
      "What's it doing to her?" asked Susan as she started to laugh once more.
      "It's rapidly reducing everything to fluid so we can flush her out
properly."  Finally Lisa was sent into the toilet cubicle to relieve herself.
Shaking, she tottered out to face them once more. After being made to carefully
wash the buttplug she was made to kneel in the bath. This time the tube that was
roughly pushed into her poor bumhole was attached to the shower fitting. Warm
water filled her to bursting several times before Miss Cooper was satisfied.
      "Right Susan, just give her a good soaping then we can rejoin the party."
As the ex teacher collected her things Susan soaped Lisa thoroughly between her
legs. The girls fingers opened both holes causing Lisa to gasp and squirm on the
questing digits. Sliding her hands between the older womans buttocks Susan
couldn't resist forcing them apart and taking one last look at the wrinkled
anus. Lisa's face burned with embarrassment at the girl's intimate examination
but she tried to be good and did her best to remain still.

          Downstairs in the lounge and back in her party dress Lisa was told to
stand next to Timothy at the side of the room. Jackie Freeman of "Sublime
Products" began her presentation by describing and displaying their extensive
range of dildos, vibrators and buttplugs. The bewildering array of shapes and
sizes caused much merriment among the giggling ladies. As the false cocks were
passed around they continually glanced at Lisa and the boy. Their comments and
bursts of laughter filled Lisa with dread. As she watched they investigated
several items of bondage equipment and her anxiety grew, especially when they
began slapping various straps, paddles and whips against their palms. At her
side the boy was also growing increasingly nervous and agitated. After an hour
the women thanked Jackie for her excellent and amusing talk. Everyone clapped
before the general conversation turned ominously towards the actual
demonstration of certain items. Lisa jumped when Mrs Henderson spoke;
      "Lisa! Come over here, it's time we started your punishment," she did as
she was told and stood in the centre of the room facing the ladies.
      "Take off your party dress." They weren't going to make her strip, they
couldn't do that! Oh god no!
      "Didn't you hear me girl? I said take your dress off!" There was a moments
silence before Lisa started pleading,
      "Oh please Miss don't make me take it off in front of everyone, please!"
Mrs Henderson started laughing at Lisa's obvious distress,
      " Why on earth not young lady? You take every opportunity to show people
those boobs of yours and that fat bottom. Get it off now!" The sexual tension in
the room suddenly increased as Lisa reached behind and unzipped the frock.
Swallowing hard she pulled the thing over her head and let it drop to the floor.
Her boobs with their pointy nipples immediately sprang into view. She felt the
boys eyes devouring her breasts which caused her nipples to harden even more.
The ladies drank in the sight.
      "That's better isn't it? It's what a dirty girl like you needs, in front
of everyone, mmmm?" Lisa's face turned scarlet as she looked at them close to
tears.
      "Knickers too Lisa, we're all waiting."
      "Oh please no Miss, not in front of him, please," she pleaded, glancing at
the boy.
      "You disobedient girl. Put your hands on your head and stand up straight!"
Lisa's boobs lifted and wobbled as did as instructed. Mrs Henderson stood behind
her and slipped her fingers into the waistband of the tiny knickers. With great
ceremony she slowly pulled them down. Lisa's shaven mound came into view and
then the pink lips of her pussy. She looked at the ceiling and wished she could
disappear. Her face burned as the ladies immediately started laughing and making
comments about her smooth "little girl's" vagina. She glanced at the boy,
standing there and watching. Enjoying her humiliation.
      "We're not shy are we?" asked Alison giving a sharp laugh. They all
admired Lisa's smooth thighs and the soft curve of her breasts but mostly they
looked at the pink lips of her bare pussy.

          Joanne Coleman, a twenty five year old friend of Alison's, suddenly
exclaimed and pointed at Timothy. As one they turned and stared at the boy's
obvious excitement, which was tenting the front of his underpants. His erection
was jutting out directly towards the ladies. Miss Cooper jumped up and charged
across the room to him;
      "What's this you dirty boy?" she shouted, slapping his stiffness with the
back of her hand, "come here!" She dragged him by his ear to stand next to Lisa
then unceremoniously pulled his pants down.
      "Hands on your head boy!" His erection sprang upwards as the tittering
ladies commented on his foreskin and the way it was drawing back from the
swollen purple head.
      "He certainly likes Lisa," said Helen Scott with a mischievous grin.
      "Yes that's obvious," said Miss Cooper, "but he needs to learn some self
control. In fact this is a perfect opportunity to try Jackie's restriction
harness." Lisa was surprised, as were most of the ladies, when she saw the boy's
very hard cock. It was at least six, if not seven, inches long and the
surrounding area had been completely shaved. Timothy himself was shaking
uncontrollably, his head spinning and he felt faint with embarrassment at being
exposed to so many women in such a way. He couldn't help his hard on. Seeing
Lisa stripped and seeing her bare pussy had been too much for him. Jacqueline
Freeman held up a series of leather loops and buckles,
      "The harness is especially useful for over excitable younger males. Even
if you inadvertently allow them to come it's possible, by tightening the straps,
to maintain eighty percent of their erection until they fully recover." She
knelt down in front of the boy and began expertly fitting the thing to his
engorged parts. He jerked and gasped as she manhandled him, pulling his hard rod
this way and that as she worked. When she stood up Timothy's seven inches looked
thicker and angrier. Veins stood out along it's length and the foreskin had been
forcibly retracted. Everything looked appreciably darker in colour.
      "Let the ladies inspect you Timothy," said Miss Cooper pushing him
forwards. Soon they were all pulling and stroking the boy's stiffness. Susan
Sellers took longer than everyone else, squeezing his balls and pulling the
foreskin back and forth across the shiny head. She was fascinated at how much he
jerked and panted when she pumped her hand up and down the shaft. Giggling she
rubbed her thumb over the hole at the tip and laughed as he nearly collapsed to
his knees.

          Lisa stood rooted to the spot. Real tears were glistening in her eyes
at the dreadful humiliation of standing naked in front of them. Their attention
refocused on her as Mrs Henderson started to speak,
      "Right Lisa, let the ladies have a proper look at you. Turn around, bend
over and grasp your ankles. Make sure you keep your legs together, hurry up!"
She stumbled around into the required position. Her pussy bulged obscenely out
from between her closed thighs, her bottom sticking out quite rudely as she bent
over.
      "She's certainly got a fat pussy," said one of them, "does she play with
it a lot?"
      "Oh yes, she's a proper little tart when it comes to fingering herself,
aren't you Lisa?" said Mrs Henderson, "Open your legs wide now girl, we all want
to see how wet you are." Lisa eyes widened. They weren't going to make her do
that, they couldn't. The ladies were delighted when she started pleading again,
       "Oh please Miss, don't make me show them everything. I'll be really good.
Couldn't you punish me when we get home? Oh please Miss!"
       "We're certainly going to have to teach you a lesson Lisa! I told you to
open your legs, now do it girl! We all want to see and Timothy is particularly
interested."

          Susan Sellers was still pulling and squeezing the boy's hard cock but
his eyes were firmly fixed on the area between Lisa's legs. Very slowly she
parted her legs. Her buttocks opened and the sticky lips of her vagina slipped
apart. Her face was burning with shame as she realised exactly what they would
be seeing. She could feel her pink hole opening and knew that in between her
spread cheeks the puckered entrance to her bumhole was clearly visible.
      "Might I suggest that you all inspect Lisa's holes so you can gauge for
yourselves what a little tart she is," said Mrs Henderson, "then we can punish
her."

          Within a few moments fingers were delving into her vaginal folds and
pressing insistently at the entrance to her bottom. Lisa gasped and wriggled her
hips as several fingers stretched the slippery walls of her pussy. A finger sank
right into her bumhole as someone began pulling and squeezing her clitoris. Even
her breasts were fondled, her hard nipples pulled and pinched as she succumbed
to the onslaught of sensations. She was soon moaning and pushing herself onto
the searching digits. The beginnings of an orgasm stirred in her belly as she
gasped and writhed as each lady made an intimate inspection of the tight pink
tunnels.
      "You dirty girl!" Miss Cooper's voice penetrated Lisa's reverie, she'd
almost made it, a few more seconds and she would have come! All thought of where
she was had escaped her. Realisation dawned but it was too late, her hips
continued to roll from side to side as the fingers withdrew.
       "Get over my knee young lady," said Mrs Henderson as she dragged the
trembling girl into position. Head down Lisa did her best to keep her bum cheeks
pressed tightly together but within moments she was gasping and jerking as the
landlady spanked her as hard as she could.
      "I'll teach you to behave young lady!" Her hand splatted crisply down on
the pale firm buttocks producing a succession of urgent yelps from Lisa. Her bum
began to burn almost immediately, the cheeks parting as she wriggled from side
to side. The ladies were quick to notice,
      "Look at her she's loving it, she's trying to bring herself off!" said
Joanne Coleman mockingly.
      "Careful Jean, at this rate you'll have to put a towel under her!" They
began laughing. As the spanking continued Lisa's bum got hotter and hotter,
      "Please miss, owww, ooooh! I'll be good, please stop, oooohhh!" The
stinging and the shame of being watched had started her clitoris tingling. She
couldn't help rubbing it against her landlady's legs. Hard stinging smacks
jolted her bottom. There was no escape for the succulent rear and none for the
inviting backs of her thighs. By the time she was once again standing in front
of the ladies her once pale buttocks were bright red. She was close to tears.
      "Now Lisa ask the nice ladies to punish you. It doesn't matter who's first
as everyone will be having a turn!" With her hands on her head Lisa turned
towards the nearest lady. To her horror it was Susan Sellers but it was too
late,
       "Please Miss," she said very quietly, "will you spank my bottom?"
       "Oh come on girl you can do better than that!" laughed Mrs Henderson,
"you know how to ask properly." Red faced Lisa tried again,
       "Please Miss will you spank my naughty bottom as hard as you can. I
deserve to be punished as I'm a dirty little girl." The women were all laughing
as she was pulled across the young girl's knee.
       "Tell me you're a dirty girl Lisa," said Susan Sellers as she began to
spank the red buttocks with as much force as she could, "let's see if I can make
you cry!"  As the stinging increased she writhed across the girl's lap. The
shame of being spanked by a seventeen year old was awful and so was the burning
in her bottom. But she wouldn't cry, she wouldn't, it would be too humiliating.
Suddenly the girl's fingers sank right into her pussy, she groaned as they
stretched her wide open. Then the spanking started again.
Splatt!
Splatt!
Splatt!