Harassment Backlash After sleeping for about two hours the husband suddenly
woke up and threw the covers back. Dorita signaled for Wendy to
stay where she was and crawled to the bed and then still on her
knees began sucking on his limp penis. A minute later she motioned
for Wendy to crawl over besides her and take over. She then
reached between Wendy's thighs, fingering her vagina. Wendy sucked
on the part of the male anatomy she hated the most; wondering what
was this was about.
Dorita now had a finger in her vagina getting the juices
flowing. When she was good and wet she pulled it out and moved
near her husbands face, gesturing for Wendy to mount him. Wendy
crawled up straddling him sitting on her knees. Dorita then guided
his penis into her vagina. He remained almost completely immobile
while Dorita signaled for her to start moving her ass. Grasping
her own knees for balance she bounced on top of him while he
ignored her completely. He turned his head toward Dorita who
cradled it with both hands gazing at him in the most adoring
manner. After a minute or so he grasped Wendy's breasts, squeezing
and pulling on them hard. Dorita motioned for Wendy to maintain
her motion and then kissed him while running her fingers through
his hair.
Suddenly he began to groan and then moving his pelvis
several times he ejaculated. Dorita kissed his lips as he climaxed
and then motioned for Wendy to get off and suck his penis again.
She assumed correctly that she was to suck out the remained semen
as it went soft. Dorita then cleaned him with a towel and they
crawled back on the bear rug again. He turned his back to them and
was soon snoring.
They sat on their knees as before, getting drowsier by the
minute. After about half an hour, Dorita keeled over on her side,
sound asleep. Wendy began to nod off but worried that she would
fail her test falling to sleep or maybe she'd just get the riding
crop. She kept Judy in her mind's eye as she began loosing it,
occasionally waking with a start.
She woke later hearing the sound of the riding crop on
Dorita's flesh. She was in the fetal position herself and rolled
over on her stomach for her own inevitable punishment. Again she
kept Judy's body in her mind's eye, telling her self it was worth
it. The riding crop stung her ass five times. She gasped while
mouthing a silent Judy with each whack. He then ordered her on her
back. She feared the worst, thinking he might whip her in that
position. Suddenly she felt Dorita crawling over her into the
sixty-nine position. He punished them for falling to sleep and
then rewarded them with lesbian sex. The pain dissipated as soon a
Dorita's tongue found her inner labia.
He left them plenty of time to satisfy each other. When
Dorita finally rolled off her she crawled to the bed motioning for
Wendy to follow her. He was sitting on the edge staring vacantly.
Dorita got up and sat next to him. She hugged and kissed him while
fondling his balls. She looked at Wendy nodding at his crotch
making sucking motions with her lips.
Wendy swallowed her pride and then swallowed his semi hard
penis. It soon came to life as she sucked for Judy and in a short
time the barbarian filled her mouth. Dorita made eye contact with
her, making swallowing motions. She did as instructed and sucked
hard until she was sure that all his tart cream was deposited in
her stomach.
This time they were allowed to get into bed with Dorita in
the middle. Wendy noticed that it read four thirty on the clock
and then passed out. Waking at nine she found herself alone in
bed. There was a note propped up on the night table telling her
they'd gone camping for the weekend. It went on telling her to
make breakfast and where to find her clothes. It was signed
Dorita, no dear, love or see you again, just her name.
"That poor woman," she moaned out loud. "She's married to
a barbarian," and then silently she thought that maybe the whole
thing had been a show for her benefit.
* * *
That evening she took the subway to the suburbs and then a
taxi to an average house on one of those streets where only a
number differentiates one house from the next.
She knocked on the door and walked in as it opened with
her eye closed, as instructed on the card. The door close behind
her and someone fitted her with a blindfold. A man's voice asked
her to please undress; each item was taken from her and put away
somewhere. Then a leather collar was fitted around her neck with a
leash attached. He then removed the blindfold.
She was looking at a naked male in his middle twenties
much shorter than her. An Italian type with a well proportioned
slender body, without a hair on it. He had dark curly hair and an
almost feminine face. He was also wearing a collar and leash.
"I am Jean," he said, "here are your instructions; my wife
is our mistress. We must crawl in to the living room and under no
circumstances in her company, will you speak without being spoken
to. You will not look at her without permission or hold your head
above hers. Put the leash in your mouth like this until you are
told differently."
She followed him as he got on his knees and crawled down
the hallway on all fours. She pictured an amazon in leather
waiting for them with a riding crop. They crawled on to a thick
carpet and stopped side by side at a couch.
"Welcome Wendy to my home. You may sit up and look at me."
She sat back on her heels and stared at a beautiful sweet face.
She had short blonde hair and large light blue eyes, wide
cheekbones, a small chin and full sultry lips giving her a baby
doll look. She was also looking at the soles of her feet. The
Amazon she had imagined was a little person. "You will refer to me
as Mistress Gina. Is that understood?"
"Yes Mistress Gina," Wendy mumbled due to the leash in her
mouth, as the little woman edged her self of the couch with a
rocking motion and then dropped to the floor. She was just a
little taller standing than Wendy was sitting on her heels.
"Remove my robe Jean and you may both drop the leashes. "
"Yes Mistress Gina." He removed her robe, revealing her
totally naked body.
"Have a good look Wendy," she turned slowly three hundred
and sixty degrees. Wendy gaped, causing the leash to fall from her
mouth. She had never seen a naked adult that small before. Gina
was unbelievable curvaceous. He short sculptured thighs seemed
almost as thick as they were long while her white ass was two
perfect bubbles almost as spherical and every bit as inviting as
Judy's. She had a fairly small waist and small but well turned
breasts. Wendy felt a warm rush in her body; this was a woman she
could love.
"For tonight Wendy, this body will be your entire world.
You will massage me, wash me, feed me, and tend to me in the
bathroom or any thing else I desire. Your head will not at anytime
be above mine, unless I give you explicit permission." She picked
a riding crop off a table and cocked her head displaying the
sweetest smile while flexing it. "What do you want me to do with
this implement Wendy darling?"
"Use it on my behind, Mistress Gina?"
"Mistress Gina what!" Her sweet face turned severe making
her eyes appear icily blue.
"Mistress Gina please."
"Why Wendy?" Her face turned quizzically sweet.
"My Mistress has the right to discipline my unworthy
body." Wendy had spoken to some of her own lovers like this but
had never in a million years thought she would be on the receiving
end.
"Lie down on
your stomach and suck on each of my toes." Wendy obeyed, sucking
each toe on one foot. I can't hear you Wendy!" She gasped as the
riding crop seared into her ass cheek. She sucked and slurped
noisily on each toe again. The crop hit her other cheek, "Too much
noise and not enough sucking, Wendy darling." She sucked harder on
all ten toes in turn and was then told to roll over on her back.
Gina straddled Wendy's face telling her to have a good
look at her crotch. Wendy, still smarting with pain stared at an
unusually thick red bush covering the delicacy she relished more
than anything else in the world. Slowly it descended onto her
face, magically erasing the pain in her ass. She could feel the
riding crop fitted into her cleavage as she began licking her
diminutive but thick mistress. She was ordered to reach for her
breasts as ten small fingers began groping hers. Another pair of
hands was prodding her thighs to spread and her knees to bend. She
had forgotten about the husband all together. He began to kiss and
grope her thighs and his tongue soon ended up in her crotch. He
was a good licker; really good and she imagined it was Judy,
moving her pelvis while relishing the feeling.
She came quickly and wanted him to stop. Trying to push
him away with her feet she felt the riding crop being picked up
from between her breasts and she immediately spread her thighs
rocking her pelvis invitingly. It seemed like forever before her
mistress responded to her tongue but she finally heard her groan
while those ten stubby fingers groped deep into her breasts, her
little body shaking with pleasure.
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