JENNY 14
Rhonda smiled, "Great. I didn't take as many as I wanted with the strop,
but we, er, made love later."
"Mom, you mean you ate each other out."
Rhonda laughed, "Did we ever. I wonder if I could take as much as you did tonight?"
"Mom, there is only one way to find out. I challenge you."
Rhonda replied, "I accept, but right now I'm concerned about you. Are you
going to sleep standing up? Any other position is going to hurt."
Helen-Ann said, "I rarely use pills, but I need some sleep to recover.
Please bring me the box from my top drawer over there. Thanks. OK, I'm
going to sleep on my side, which is not as raw as my front or back. I
sprained my ankle about a year ago and I've got pain pills and sleeping
pills I used then. Here we are. May I have a glass of water, please?"
She took her pills, "Please let me sleep off the pills. I'm going to miss
at least some classes tomorrow, but I might be able to show up for gym and
shock some of my friends. See you tomorrow, and thanks mom."
Helen-Ann slept until almost noon. Rhonda checked on her occasionally.
When she woke she found she could at least walk. She dressed about the
same as last night, nothing tight. She noticed she even had a whip mark on
her face. Apparently Ms. Zee had let the whip wrap a bit when she was
doing her upper back. She got down stairs and found Rhonda reading the
paper in the kitchen. "Hi, mom. I'll fix a late breakfast of cold cereal.
My appetite isn't all that hot." She found the makings and sat gingerly on a pillow.
"Mom, would you be willing to take me to school for gym class? I'd _love_
to show the damage off in the locker room. The exercise will probably be
good for me too. You can come too. Miss Hunt lets parents use the pool, as
long as they don't come too often, and you never have. We don't use suits,
but I guess I told you that."
Rhonda smiled, "Honey, _my_ ass is marked too, but not as bad as yours."
Helen-Ann smiled, "I don't care if we both show off our asses, if you
don't. That would be cool. We'll show my friends that we both take it on our ass."
Rhonda smiled, "Why not? Have you ever seen a mom my age there?"
Helen-Ann shook her head, "Once I introduce you, you'll blend in with the class."
Later Helen-Ann introduced her mom to Miss Hunt. They both went to the
locker room, "Girls, Romans, whatever, I'd like you to meet my mom Rhonda.
Please don't call her Mrs. Sargent, it makes her feel old." She and Rhonda
stripped and closed the locker.
"OH, my God! What happened to you, Helen-Ann?" It was one of her friends.
Another noticed Rhonda, "Must be catching. Mrs...., I mean Rhonda looks
like she has a sore ass too."
Helen-Ann laughed and took Rhonda's hand, "Inspection time. They both bent
over and stayed that way until every girl had looked at their sore asses.
"Mom got it from a friend and I went to a Professional. You can look at my
sore asshole later, but don't miss the marks on my tits and pussy.
Another girl piped up, "Jesus, Helen-Ann, you got whipped everywhere.
There is even a mark on your face."
Helen-Ann nodded, "The girl was very good with the bull whip, but I think
the lash on my face was an accident, when she did my back, or maybe it was
my tits." Hey, lets go swim."
Helen-Ann was sore, but got in some exercise. So did her mom, who was soon
chatting with the girls. Miss Hunt spoke to Helen-Ann, "I have seen your
well spanked ass before, as well as Jenny's and Dox's, but you look like
you were hit all over. Your mom seems to have a sore ass, but she wasn't
spanked that badly."
"No, Miss Hunt. A girlfriend did mom, but I decided to try a real
Professional Dominant last night. I've never gone to a Pro before, and she
was very good. I even have a sore asshole, which I'll show you." She
turned, held open her ass cheeks and bent over."
Miss Hunt shook her head, "I don't understand why any of the three of you
do this. I can understand you getting spanked for being naughty, but It
seems that all three of you actually _like_ to be spanked."
Helen-Ann shook her head, "I can't explain why we turn on to pain. In many
cases it is sexual, but my pussy is so sore I can't even play with myself,
but I bet I will as soon as I can. I know that both Dox and Jenny like to
play after a good one. Mom and our friend did each other last night."
Miss Hunt seemed to have lost her voice, "Er, ah, she and her friend did what?"
"They used their hands and tongue, Miss Hunt. Sometimes I lick mom and she
does me back. We have pleasure, are hurting no one, and see nothing wrong
with it. When we spank each other we hurt the other and get hurt back, but
it is purely consensual."
Miss Hunt shook her head, "I think I need a good course in human sexuality."
Helen-Ann nodded, "It's too bad that sex ed in school is just a biology
class. They leave out the fun parts, and if you are bi-sexual, like Jenny,
mom, myself and many friends, there _are_ no classes."
She went back to swimming. Later they showered. Helen-Ann was approached
by three friends, "Er, Helen-Ann, would you mind showing off your rear end
again. I mean, your, ah, private part."
Helen-Ann answered, "Sure. I should charge, you know. Mistress Zee got
$200 to beat the shit out of me." She leaned down and held open her ass
cheeks. "You are welcome to fell my rear, including the asshole, if you
want to. Just be gentle, I'm still very sore. My ass will feel hot and I
don't know what the asshole will feel like, I've never felt it on Jenny."
One girl was bolder than the others and put her hand on Helen-Ann's ass
cheeks. She hesitated, then felt into her crack. Finally her touch reached
the rosebud. "I can't see who it is, but I like that. Come on, I'm
perfectly clean back there and how often do you get a chance to feel a
whipped asshole?" Soon other hands were on her back door. This seemed to
propagate throughout the room, and everyone had to touch her down there.
Rhonda spoke up, "Does anyone have a paddle in their locker? You would
take a couple on your cheeks, wouldn't you, Helen-Ann? Just for a demo."
One girl hollered, "I know where they are kept. I'll be right back." She
was back soon, but it was no ping-pong paddle. Rather it was a heavy table
tennis paddle.
Helen-Ann shook her head, "Go ahead mom, but two or three of you be ready
to catch me." She bent down and held her ankles.
SPLAT! SCREAM!
Helen-Ann fell forward, but was caught by several other girls.
Rhonda spoke, "One more, honey?" Her daughter nodded and got in position.
SPLAT! SCREAM!
She fell again. This time she was weak kneed but held by one girl. She was
surprised when the girl held her close and kissed her on the lips. She
kissed back and embraced the girl, Christine. They were panting when they
broke up. Helen-Ann said, "I didn't know, Chris. Would you come to the
house some time?"
Chris smiled, "Should I wear a loose skirt, no panties and bring a pillow,
like I did at Jenny's Granddad's place for the stropping? Actually, I got
it from Roycee, which they say was worse. Well, you took it from both of
them, and I think you said that."
Helen-Ann smiled, "Why, of course, Chris. I'll give you a card. It has my
private number and the house number. Be prepared to stay overnight, if
it's a weekend. You can get your ass warmed the next morning too. As far
as Roycee is concerned, she is the only person to hurt me more than the
Pro I went to last night."
Rhonda and Helen-Ann dressed and left. Rhonda asked, "You found another
kinky girl, it looks like.
"Mom, there are a lot of us, and I include you. The problem is that many
won't admit it, even to their husband or wife. So when do you want to get
beat up? I guess not right off, with dad coming back tomorrow."
Rhonda shook her head, "Ross called earlier today. I forgot to tell you.
He is stuck in Rome, or was it Paris? Whatever, his business got extended,
so he has meetings through at least Tuesday. If I could get beat up
tonight, I'd at least be walking straight by the time he gets back.
Besides, let's do it before I chicken."
"OK, mom. Oh, am I going to have fun watching! I'll call as soon as I get
back. I can drive now, so stop and I'll pick up the Merc."
Helen-Ann called as soon as they got home, "May I help you?" was what she heard on the line.
"I hope so, this is Elena. I talked mom, well actually she is my step-mom,
into having a session with you. Dad is still away so she'd like it
tonight, if you have the time. I'm still recovering, but I can drive her.
I picked up my Merc at the hotel."
"Well, hi Elena. Is that a Mercedes? We have a locked and alarmed parking area."
"Year, my jalopy is a Mercedes. Mistress, I am the daughter of Ross
Sargent. We aren't exactly broke."
"Not when your dad is worth over a billion. Is 8 PM OK for your mom? I've
got a 6 PM and I know the guy. It will take me a good hour and some to
satisfy him, and he will be having trouble walking too."
"That's fine Mistress. I'll buzz you at 8 and you or your slave can show
us where to park the Merc."
Rhonda was getting more and more nervous as they approached the old
warehouse. "Oh, shit but I'm scared. I saw what she did to you. Were you scared too?"
"Yeah, I was mom. I'd never been to a Pro before either. Besides, I knew I
was looking for a severe session. Mistress Zee is real nice, but real
vicious with the whip." She pulled in and buzzed the intercom. Soon they
had the car parked and were coming in from the back.
Helen-Ann introduced the two girls. Ms. Zee embraced Elena and her mom
warmly, "I see you can walk today, Elena. I must be slipping." She
laughed. "Rhonda, take a seat. Elena, you may have a pillow for yours."
Now I need to know what your spanking experience is Rhonda."
Rhonda explained briefly. Ms. Zee said, "You are much less experienced
than Elena, particularly when it comes to heavy scenes. I'd recommend we
just put you in inverted suspension, do your ass real well, then we can
ask if you can take it on your back and front."
Rhona replied, "OK, but I hope I can take as much as Helen-Ann got last
night, or close to it. Is your nickname 'Elena', honey?"
"Yeah, mom, one of them. I go with a Mexican guy sometimes, and his family
can't handle my name. Let's get to your ass, mom."
Soon Rhonda stripped and they had her hanging from the ceiling, upside-down.
ZIP! EEEEEEEOUCH!
ZIP! EEEEEEEOUCH!
ZIP! EEEEEEEOUCH!
Ms. Zee stopped briefly, "Rhonda, would you like it if I finished up your
ass, but Elena worked on your front?"
Rhonda nodded. She was already beyond coherent speech. Elena picked up a
cat, similar to theirs. She slipped a mask on Rhonda for eye protection.
ZIP! EEEEEEEOUCH!
On her ass.
SPLAT! EEEEEEEOUCH!
On her tits.
ZIP! EEEEEEEOUCH!
On her ass.
SPLAT! EEEEEEEOUCH!
On her tits.
Ms. Zee moved to her back.
ZIP! EEEEEEEOUCH!
Elena still worked on her tits.
SPLAT! EEEEEEEOUCH!
A good tit shot.
Splat! EEEEEEEOUCH! NOOOOOOO!
Elena hit her pussy.
Between the two, they reduced Rhonda to raw meat. Ms. Zee did her tits and
pussy with the bull whip, and Elena moved to her ass and back with the
cat. They didn't miss her thighs, either. Rhonda finally moaned and fainted.
They took her down and laid her on the bed in the next room. After about
ten minutes she awoke and shook her head, pointing to her rear. She
muttered something, but it was not intelligible. Finally, she got both
hands behind her and pulled apart her ass cheeks. "Look, Mistress, she
wants her asshole whipped."
They helped her back to the dungeon, and tied her over a padded bench. The
slave girl held her crack open, and.....
ZIP! EEEEEEEOUCH! NOOOOOOOO!
ZIP! EEEEEEEOUCH! NOOOOOOOO!
Elena got into the act with the cane too. Rhonda must have taken about
twenty on her rosebud, and vicinity, when she moaned again and fainted once more.
Elena spoke, "I think that mild little session is probably enough for mom,
until she comes back again." She laughed.
It was some time before Rhonda was conscious and even later when she could
talk. She nodded when asked if she had enough. They dressed her, got her
in the wheelchair and into the car.
Ms. Zee spoke, "Elena, you like to be spanked. Would you be willing to get
it from a strange man, as long as I was there?"
Helen-Ann rubbed her ass, "Whee, that might be very interesting. I just
have one request, if it isn't enough, will you finish me up?"
Ms. Zee laughed, "Sure honey." She kissed Helen-Ann on the lips and
quickly this turned into a passionate embrace. They finally parted, "I was
wondering if you were bi, and I can tell you are."
Helen-Ann got into the car, "We both are, Mistress, and I'd love to play
some time. I'd need some notice on the spanking, since I play with mom and
some friends. Then dad does my ass whenever I ask him to, so I want to be
able to take a good one from your client."
"Sure honey, I have a few regular clients who are strictly tops. Penny
usually acts as my bottom, and I have been known to let a few clients I
know real well, do me too. Penny has a boyfriend now, and she is off about
half the time. Besides, you are very young and very beautiful, which my clients like."
Helen-Ann had a helluva time getting Rhonda to walk. Finally she gave up,
let Rhonda lay on her side on the grass and got Betsy. "Honey, last night
I got beat up by a Pro and mom got it tonight. You are welcome to look,
but we need to get Rhonda to her room first and her legs aren't working
any better than mine were last night, but we had a cab driver to help. I
can't even get her into the house."
Betsy laughed, "We aren't good enough for you two anymore. Sure, lets get
her to the bedroom."
Between the two of them they got the staggering Rhonda to her bed. When
they removed her clothes Betsy said, "Pro is right! That's a beating, not
a spanking. Did you look as bad?"
Helen-Ann quickly stripped, "I may look worse than Rhonda, because a lot
of the whip marks are badly discolored. She will be tomorrow, too."
Rhonda found her voice, "T-that was terrible. I fainted twice. Look in my
crack." She moaned as she turned over and the bedclothes rubbed her
damaged tits. She tried to hold herself open for inspection, finally Betsy helped her.
Betsy clucked over the marks, "Real heavy duty beating."
Helen-Ann got the pills and gave one each to Rhonda, "Watch her tomorrow,
please, but she should sleep until about noon."
The next day Christine looked her up, "Do you suppose you would like to
play tonight? I can stay over. I even tossed in my toothbrush, just in
case you said 'yes' to my request. I don't even have to go home, just call."
"Sounds good, honey. Just recall that my pussy is still very sore and I
may not be able to stand have you licking me. I'll take care of you with
the whip and tongue."
Later that evening Chris was tied to the bed and spanked on the ass with
everything they had. Rhonda helped. Chris wasn't in as bad a shape as
Rhonda and Helen-Ann, but her ass was sore as hell. Helen-Ann licked her
while Rhonda pinched tits and they soon brought her to a lovely cum.
Helen-Ann took a four quart enema, while Chris was able to gently lick
her. Rhonda pinched tits again. Helen-Ann spurted a bit as she had her
cum. After she was empty, they filled up Rhonda. Chris licked and
Helen-Ann pinched. Rhonda had her cum.
Chris had to leave early, so for something different, they had Betsy give
Chris her famous treatment with the big paddle. Poor Chris needed a
pillow, but couldn't admit it her folks.
Almost a week went by and Helen-Ann got a call from Ms. Zee, "Honey, I
have a session for Saturday afternoon. Would your ass be ready?"
Helen-Ann laughed, "Sure Mistress. I still have marks, but it is OK for a
spanking. It has been neglected since I saw you, so I'm in the mood."
On Saturday Elena was introduced to a middle aged man in a business suit.
He was named Carl, "I understand you are not a professional bottom, young lady."
"That's correct Carl. I have been a client once and brought my mom here
once. I'm spanked quite a bit, and have a high threshold for pain. Just
what do you have in mind for a scene?"
"All four of us strip. Then you are restrained, spanked by Mistress Zee
until you have been nicely warmed up, and I will give you a number of
spanks myself. Finally, Mistress Zee spanks me while Penny spanks you. I
play with myself and have a cum."
Elena nodded, it didn't really sound very heavy, "Alright Carl. My
safeword is 'safeword', which I have never used. Let's go, I haven't been
spanked in over a week and my ass is very cold."
Soon they had her over the spanking horse and Penny started with a cane.
Ms. Zee used the cat. Nothing like the previous session, but her ass was
definitely warming up. She only screamed a few times. Carl had a nice
erection, and took over. He was not as bad as Ms. Zee, but worse than
Penny. She screamed with most of his spanks. She could hear Carl getting
the whip. He grabbed a paddle, and he got worse. She was screaming with
every blow. She could hear both girls spanking Carl. He grunted and she
felt cum flying over her ass. "Sorry, I couldn't restrain myself."
Elena shrugged, a little cum on her skin wouldn't hurt her. Penny rushed
for the Kleenex and soon had her ass clean and the cuffs off.
Carl said, "Elena, you look familiar, do you work at a Mexican restaurant?
I think it is named El Pico De Gallo."
She smiled, "Yes and no. I was never an employee, but my husband runs the
family business. Mom and dad don't even know I am married. It all blew up
when Carlos found out who I really was. My dad is Ross Sargent. At home I
am Helen-Ann Sargent, but 'Helen-Ann' doesn't work in Spanish. 'Elena' is
close, and I like it. I've legally dropped my whole name and am simply
'Elena Rodriguez', but nobody at home knows that."
Carl nodded, "I've seen you with your father at charity balls. I was
introduced once. I'm chairman of Kitteridge Holdings, and that's my last
name, since I am the founder."
Elena smiled, "Of course. The ball was at the Plaza Hotel about six months
ago. What a coincidence."
Carl shook his head, "Is this Carlos crazy? A beautiful wife and all that money?"
"Carl, I lied a lot to him, because I was falling in love and sensed he
would back off if he knew how far apart our backgrounds were. I even lied
to him about my age. I've got fake ID, which is easy to get if you have
the money. I was only sixteen when we married. I'm just eighteen now."
She laughed, "Dad spanks me when I ask him, and I have every intention of
telling him I was here today, but I won't mention your name. I'm not sure
he would understand. He really doesn't understand why I need to be
spanked. I'm not sure I do either, but I accept it. Fortunately my new
step-mom likes spankings too. We spank each other and dad spanks both of
us. Mistress Zee is much worse."
Ms. Zee noticed that Elena had not dressed as Carl departed, "Why do I
think your ass hasn't been busted enough?"
They were both still nude, so Elena got on her knees and kissed Ms. Zee on
the pussy, "Please, Mistress, whip my ass with the bull whip."
Penny helped, so she was soon upside-down.
ZIP! EEEEEEEOUCH!
ZIP! EEEEEEEOUCH!
ZIP! EEEEEEEOUCH!
Ms. Zee never got Elena to use her safeword, so she finally stopped when
Elena's ass started to bleed. "Honey, that will have to be it for today.
Your ass is bleeding. Penny and I will give you a quick going over, but
I've got another appointment, and you drove here."
They both attacked her with the cat and cane. Her back was hurting, her
tits were hurting and they had briefly done her pussy. She was staggering
when they let her down, and very well spanked. She got on her knees and
kissed Ms. Zee on the pussy, then Penny, who moaned. "Thank you both. Let
me know when Carl needs another cum."
Laura worked with Stella for over two months getting ready for her new
position. She found both Stella and her new boss, Steve Blankenship, to be
very nice people. They kidded her mercilessly when she used her soft
pillow. Stella retired and gave birth to a healthy son, which made her and
her husband very happy.
Day-by-day Laura was getting closer and closer to falling in love with
Steve, but he seemed to be immune. He was very nice, very polite, kidded
her about her pillow, but never made any overtures at all. Laura decided
to see if she couldn't shake him up a bit. She knew that he would say
something if she used the pillow, but she wanted a really well spanked ass
to show him, if her plans worked. She had a leather paddle that was quite
nasty, so she put it in a paper bag and took it to work. She stashed it a
file folder in one of the filing cabinets, under the "P" section. She got
brave and typed up a label 'PADDLE' for the folder.
She carefully picked a target day that Steve had no special duties early
in the morning. He usually got to work early, and she was more inclined to
get there right on time. She planned to get there very early.
She talked over her plan with Rhonda, so they scheduled a session with the
razor strop the night before the 'Big Day'. They were slowly working up
towards forty, or more, resulting in Laura using her pillow the next day.
She had taken the forty, but Rhonda was only up to thirty. After a good
spanking she didn't wear panties anyway, but sometimes she wore a slip.
The next day she dispensed with it too, since she wanted to be able to
drop her skirt and let Steve see everything down below. Steve gave her a
hard time, as expected, "Hey Laura, do you need any more today?" Oh, that
was an absolutely ideal start!
Laura promptly said, "Yes Steve, I do." She went to the filing cabinet and
removed a legal-sized envelope. "Right this way please." She went into his
private office and locked the door. "Sit on that chair.", indicating a
straight backed office chair with no arms. He sat and she removed the
leather paddle from the envelope and handed it to him, pulled off her
skirt, revealing that she was nude below the waist, and placed herself
across his lap.
Steve stared at the naked ass in front of him and said, "My God Laura,
your bottom is a mess. Youčre kidding me, right?."
Laura was a bit tired of his ribbing. So she was kinky, and liked a good
spanking at least once a week. So what? That was _her_ kink. She shook her
head, "Steve, you have been kidding me about my spankings for months, now
_do_ something about it. At least improve this one. Give me fifty good
ones with the paddle, and right now. If I don't scream, they weren't hard
enough. Ignore my crying." He did nothing.
"Shit, Steve, I _WANT_ you to spank me. How plain can I get? Do I have to
plead with you?"
