Sorry, I thought that I had already
posted this on my web site. Jon realised my mistake and really made me suffer.
I had to spend 4 hours in the
punishment room suspended from the ceiling face down about a metre from the
ground. My legs were spread wide and there was a vibe (switched on) in me for
the first 3 hours. When Jon came back to me he removed the vibe and then
thrashed my ass and pussy with a leather belt. The pussy thrashing made me cum
twice, but I passed out when Jon touched my clit with the stun gun.
It’s now 3 days since then and my
clit is still swollen and painful.
Anyway, this is what I should have
posted weeks ago: -
Louise is a very shy, 15 year old,
quiet girl whose parents were killed in a car smash and she’d just come to
live with Bridie’s parents. It was a month since her parent’s accident and
she was still finding life painful without them. Whenever Bridie tried to get
Louise involved in something she just did what was asked of her without any real
emotion or enthusiasm. Bridie told me that she wanted to put some life back into
her.
Both Jon and Bridie were still
clothed when they arrived and Louise was a bit startled to see me totally naked.
Both Jon and Bridie went off to get undressed leaving Louise with me. I took her
round the back, sat her down by the pool and got her a Bacardi and Coke but
I’m not sure that she realised just how much Bacardi there was.
It was ages before Bridie and Jon
came out and by the looks on their faces they’d been relieving Bridie’s
frustration at still not being able to get a permanent man.
Louise had told me all about how
unhappy she was. She still desperate missed her parents.
The sight of Jon and Bridie naked
didn’t seem to faze Louise. I think the Bacardi and the sun was starting to
work their magic.
Louise talked more and I discovered
that she’d been spanked by her father, right up until a week before the
accident. She told us that it had always been over her knickers.
Louise was still fully dressed and I
suggested that she might like to take her clothes off. She went bright red,
looked at each of us then down at the floor. Then she giggled. She told us that
her parents always told her that being naked was a sin and that the only 2 men
that should see her naked were her doctor and her husband.
We couldn’t get Louise to strip off
but she did cheer-up a bit and even had a smile on her face when she went to
bed.
The next day, Bridie, Jon and I were
having breakfast by the pool (naked) when Louise got up. She came out to us
wearing a rather large bikini that looked as if her late mother had bought it
for her. She was obviously getting used to seeing the 3 of us naked as she
didn’t blush at all during breakfast, and I did notice her looking at Jon a
couple of times.
After breakfast we put some clothes
on and I drove Bridie and Louise to the supermarket. When we got back Bridie and
me just peeled our dresses off leaving us naked. Louise said, “You went out
with no underwear!” “Always do.” I said, then Bridie said, “Me too.”
Bridie told Louise to get her dress
off as well, and she did, slowly. I have to say that Louise did look a bit silly
in her large bra and industrial strength granny knickers. I later found out that
she’s a 36C, but the bra looked as if it would support a pair of DDs.
Bridie left Louise standing there for
a couple of minutes, and then she told her to take the bra off. She did. Her
large (by mine and Bridie’s standards) breasts bounced out into the open. She
has cute little nipples with small areola. She just stood there looking down at
the ground. When Bridie said, “pants too.” Louise hesitated for quite a few
seconds before finally pushing down the massive knickers. Bridie picked them up
and threw them into the rubbish bin saying, “we’re going to liberate you
this week my girl.” I could see Louise blushing even though her head was bent
well forward and down.
Just then Jon walked in and as he saw
Louise I saw his dick jerk a bit. I guess a different, young female body had got
him a bit excited.
“Nice bod,” Jon said, “shame about the forest.”
“We’ll work on that.” Bride said.
Well, over the next week we did make
some progress with Louise. As you might have guessed she’s a little
submissive, and always reverts to being prudish at the first chance she gets.
On the second evening, after some
alcohol (lots) we managed to get rid of Louise’s pubic hair, and all of her
underwear. Just so that she couldn’t retrieve it when she sobered up we got
her to cut it all up. It took a few hours the next day for her to get over the
embarrassment of us (especially Jon) being able to see her little girl look.
For the rest of our holiday we did
the usual holiday things. It was fun trying to get Louise to loose her
inhibitions.
One very memorable moment was when we
managed to get her into the swimming pool naked. Bridie had her legs up on the
side and was asking Jon to “switch it on.” Louise was asking her what she
was talking about when Jon threw a float that he’s converted so that it straps
on your back and keeps you afloat. Bridie got it on Louise and got her to put
her legs up on the side of the pool. “What’s so special with this?” asked
Louise as Jon strapped her ankles down.
Shortly after Jon switched the water
jet on. We could see Louise’s face go red as she asked us to let her go.
Needless to say we didn’t. All 3 of us watched Louise get very embarrassed as
she had an orgasm.
Another ‘interesting’ time was
when we all went shopping in Marbella. Bridie gave Louise one of her dresses to
wear, and told her that the only other item of clothing that she could wear was
shoes. Louise went bright red when she saw the dress. It was short, thin and
buttoned up the front. When she put it on the buttons were struggling to keep
her breasts covered.
After a few ignored protests Jon
drove us into town. He left us to do the ‘girly shopping thing’ as he
describes it, and went to do his own thing. The best part was the Marbella
breeze. By the time we met up with Jon again, Louise was slowly getting used to
her dress being blown up round her waist. She’s squealed and almost panicked
the first couple of times, but in the end she was just about ignoring it and
letting Mother Nature reveal her secrets to the looking world. Just like Bridie
and me were doing.
One day we decided to go to the beach
at Cabopino. Only Jon decided that we would take the car only as far as the east
side of Marbella and then take the bus the rest of the way. Louise thought he
was mad, but when he told us that we were not to take clothes (apart from
shoes), only towels, Louise wasn’t happy. Bridie just shrugged her off saying
that everything would be fine. I realised what Jon intended to happen.
As we were waiting for the bus
wearing only our towels, I ‘re-arranged’ Louise’s towel on the pretext of
making it more secure. Jon got on first to pay the driver, then Louise, me and
finally Bridie. I was right behind Louise as she passed the driver and trapped a
bit of her towel against one of the seat backs, hoping that I had got enough of
it trapped. I had. Louise moved forward between two large people and when she
got passed them she was naked. She screamed, panicked and fell into Jon’s
arms. I picked up her towel and wrapped it around her.
On the beach Louise lay on her
stomach virtually all day. The only exception was when no one else was within
about 20 metres. We did manage to get her into the water once, and she actually
admitted that it was a nice feeling swimming in the sea in the nude.
I rubbed sun tan lotion on her and
took my time on her ‘interesting’ parts. I even managed to get her to relax
a bit and open her legs a bit so that I could cover her inner thighs. She
didn’t react when I put some on her pussy, opening it as I did so.
I was watching Jon as I was doing
this and saw his hard-on appear. He rolled over to Bridie who was lying on her
side. I’m pretty sure that he fucked her in the spoon position.
A little later Jon took Bridie for a
walk. When they got back Bridie told me that in the dunes Jon had her get him
hard with her mouth, they’d then walked through the area frequented by gays.
Bridie’s hand alternating between Jon’s hand and his dick.
When they got nearer the beach Bridie had given Jon a blow
job so that his dick would not be so proud when they walked onto the beach.
There was no repeat of the towel
incident on the bus going back, but Jon did get me to open my legs and play with
myself, much to Louise’s amazement. The journey wasn’t long enough for me to
orgasm, but I took care of that little problem in the car.
That night Jon told me to sleep with
Bridie. We didn’t get much sleep.
The next morning Jon restrained me on
the frame outside and was still fucking me when Louise sleepily walked out of
the house. She stared, looked a little shocked, then turned round and went back
in. We joined her at the breakfast table 10 minutes later. She stared at us for
a few seconds then continued eating her cornflakes.
Up to that point in time Louise
hadn’t been down to the punishment room. Jon decided that the time was right,
and after breakfast the 3 of us went down. To say that Louise was dumbfounded
was an under statement. “This is a torture chamber,” she said. Jon said,
“These devices do administer pain, but it’s all with the ‘victim’s’
consent. No one does anything that they don’t want to, and they can stop at
anytime that they want.”
Louise was quiet for a while then
said, “How does this one work?” She was looking at the long metal dildo
bolted to the flow with toe clamps at the base. “Vanessa, a demo please.”
Jon said. I climbed on, easily lowering myself onto the dildo (still full of
Jon’s juices), Jon clamped my toes in place and I raised my heels up ready for
the electricity being switched on. Jon obliged then said, “That’s it until
she gets a bit tired and starts to lower her heels. When they get so far down, a
switch sends the electricity to the dildo and Vanessa jumps up again.”
“Won’t it kill her?” Louise asked. “Voltage too low.” Jon replied.
With that Jon pressed on my shoulders. Down I went, jerked and gasped at the
same time. Then shot back up on my toes.
“Wow,” Louise said, “I don’t
think that I like this place.” Jon put his arm round her shoulder and led her
back upstairs. I could see that one of her hands was holding her pussy as she
left.
Over an hour later (I think), Bridie
came down stairs and found me. I was sweating, had very tired legs and had
already had 3 orgasms.
Bridie saw the state I was in and
quickly switched it off. I lowered myself fully onto the dildo whilst Bridie
undid the toe clamps. She helped me of the machine and onto a chair. “Can I
have a go?” she asked. After a few minutes rest I helped her onto the dildo,
clamped her toes and switched it on. I turned the voltage down as I know her
pain threshold is lower than mine.
As I knew that nothing would happen
for 10 to 15 minutes I told her that I was off for a shower and a coffee.
As I went back down the stairs I
heard Bridie gasp. “Not having the desired effect yet?” I asked, and turned
the voltage up a little. Within a minute her legs gave and down she went. This
time it wasn’t a gasp. It was a scream followed by a strong orgasm. No sooner
that it was over, her legs gave her a second orgasm. “Enough, enough, I
can’t take any more,” she said. I switched the power off just as a third
orgasm started.
It was Bridie’s turn to have
another shower.
We relaxed in and around the pool for
the rest of the day.
That night Jon took us all to a
disco. Louise didn’t feel too bad skimpily dressed because it was dark, but
she did complain that it was too easy for the men to grope her because of her
lack of underwear. Bridie and me looked at each other and both together said,
“We’re not complaining,” and laughed.
Well, that’s about all the
interesting things that happened that holiday. Louise did manage to cheer-up a
little, but even though she saw, Jon fucking both Bridie and me before we went
back to England, Louise kept her virginity.
Love
V