Natalie trembled as she picked up the letter from the door mat, it was from Arabella, she simply knew it even before she had opened it. Carefully, she opened the envelope as she moved into the lounge and sat slowly down on the settee.
Her interest was total, Natalie read slowly so as to fully absorb each and every ornately written word on the thick cartridge paper. She gasped in excited pleasure as her instructions were issued, her pussy contracting in response. She was to go to the main park at midnight on Friday, at the point where the paths crossed near the main gates she was to wait there naked and alone.
She flushed with pounding excitement, her body throbbing in anticipation of her compliance. Natalie laid the letter carefully aside, next Friday simply couldn't come too quickly for her.
Claire entered Madam's bedroom totally naked; she hung her head and her hands were clasped behind her back as she had been instructed to do so. Madam's firm hand guided her to straddle the low framework.
About four inches wide and two feet high the thin frame was about three feet long with two foot stirrups fixed to the base flanges at either side. A thick latex dildo stuck up from the centre of the frame and it was to this point that Claire was guided.
Claire stood now with the framework slotted between her knees whilst Arabella strapped her feet securely into the stirrups. Her wrists were firmly roped together behind her back and her elbows pulled painfully in together and bound securely.
Arabella stood before the tethered girl, a huge smile creasing her face and her eyes filled with dancing excitement.
"I call this contraption my 'Iron Maiden' and its delights you will soon taste for yourself."
At the press of an electric switch the framework began to rise up slowly, Arabella guided the head of the thick dildo to locate in the entrance to Claire's pussy. Up and up the framework rose, pushing the full length of the dildo up inside her and then the motor stopped.
Claire's body was forced upward, her legs stretched by the upward pressure of the framework and dildo. The cock-like phallus inside her felt huge and firm, welcome but not really sexual.
Arabella approached and sprung open the little nipple-clamp, holding it up for Claire's benefit.
"These my little bitch," she breathed excitedly. "Will help tune your senses – and your pussy."
Claire grunted as the sharp metal teeth bit spitefully into the very tip of her nipple; burning agony shot through her whole body but her inner muscles gripped in reaction. These sensations were repeated as the second clamp was attached to her other nipple and her body shook in pained tension. It felt so very wonderful, to be bound so uncomfortably, a dildo up inside her and not the introduction of raw and Agonising pain. Her clitoris jutted out from her body in excitement, Claire just wished she were able to touch and to stroke her throbbing bud. She bit her bottom lip to stifle her rising emotions but remained silent.
Arabella moved onto the huge double bed and settled her naked body comfortably. She raised her knees and parted her long slender thighs to show her shaven pussy in all its glory. A huge black dildo was worked fully up inside her, forcing her swollen labia apart and stretching the pink inner lips tightly around its thickness. Madam rested there, one hand holding the handgrip of the dildo in her right hand, the left holding the control switch for the framework.
"I simply love this part," Arabella purred sexily. "I find it so very, well exciting."
It crashed against Claire's body suddenly, a brilliant flash of confusion filled her mind. The framework suddenly drop about six inches and instantly rammed hard back upward to jar Claire's frail body violently.
"Unnnh!" Claire uttered as the rapid ramming dildo was smashed into her. Pinioned as she was she could do nothing whatsoever but to stand and accept the heavy pounding of her body. Fast and hard, the framework moved, jerking Claire's body harshly with the force of the upward move. Cruel and rough, hard and uncaring the rapid fucking went.
Madam purred her contentment and began to use the long dildo on herself, sliding it slowly in and out of her pussy as she watched the young girl in her demise. Faster Arabella moved her hand, her excitement growing as she watched Claire being battered so brutally. The girl's mouth hung open and her eyes wide in fearful uncertainty as she was jerked like as rag doll.
Madam snuggled deeper into the quilt, raised her hips and began pumping the dildo furiously into her open pussy. During her pleasure never once did her eyes leave the wonderful sight of the girl in pained ecstasy.
Claire was helpless and her mind felt distant, it was difficult to even think during the rapid upward pounding of the dildo. She had come once already, the sight of Arabella fucking herself so fervently with the long dildo, writhing and moaning her delight as she had brought Claire off. She now felt herself building toward her second and seemingly equally powerful orgasm. And she did, as Madam's hips bucked high in a final surge of pleasure and she screamed, Claire came too.
Claire wore little suede ankles boots and black hold-up stockings. A tight uplift bra in lacy black and a tiny pair of panties that barely covered her pussy. Around her throat she wore a velvet choker and her hair styled to cling against the sides of her head and face.
In the large study she stood, the morning sun beaming brightly through the high Edwardian windows to bath the room with warmth.
The two visitors knelt naked before her, their hands tied behind their backs and ankles bound together with coarse rope. Their heads were forward and touching the carpet in a humble and subservient fashion.
"Did you enjoy your night in the woods?" She asked coldly. "I'm told that it rained hard at one point during the early hours."
"Yes Mistress," the two men answered as one. Their voices were low and defeated, all fight and resistance long removed from their spirit.
Claire grunted her approval but sought further confirmation of their commitment.
"You are then I take it, both now ready to comply with my instructions?"
"Yes Mistress," both voices answered solemnly.
Claire placed the sole of one of her feet down on the back of the younger man's neck to hold him firm.
"Excellent! Then we will start the day as we mean to go – with a little pain."
In an overhead swing of the thin cane, she cut down hard to sting agonisingly down the crease of his presented buttocks and on the tender entrance of his anus.
The man screamed loudly. And then it changed to a pitiful pleading wail that bore testament to the excruciating agony that he felt. Twice more she lashed down on him, expert deftness aiming the blows precisely. She then moved to the second man and repeated three savage lashes also on his tender orifice.
It felt so good, the command she had, the way these pathetic men cringed at her feet in fear of her. Wave after wave of terrific sensation flooded through to pulse hard in her pussy.
"Madam tells me that you are here to learn the delights that pain can bring. You will during this weekend learn a great deal my worthless little shits," she gloated.
One with each hand, she gripped their hair and hoisted them unceremoniously to their feet. Cries of pain filled the room as they struggled to gain their feet and to ease to tearing pain in their scalps.
Claire maneuvered them close and facing one another, their bodies just inches apart. Using her delicate fingers in a sensual and stroking fashion she coaxed their flaccid cocks to erection. Moaning and gasping softly for added effect, Claire fondled and teased until both were fully hard. Thin cord bound them, both the hard cocks pressed upright and against each other, she tied the two erect members securely together.
Claire circled the two men, strutting confidently and proudly around them.
"I shall now beat you soundly. The first of you to come will reap the rewards of my pleasure – the other? Well let's just say – what a shame for him."
They screamed as one when she struck, one in pain and the other in fearful reaction. Stinging lashes that bit cruelly into the soft backs of their thighs. Lash after savage lash stung at them in turn as she moved around the wailing men. Up over their buttocks and shoulders, the soft flesh of their upper arms and the outsides of their thighs all warmed to the taste of the cane.
On and on the beating went, brutal and uncaring as Claire's excitement rose. She felt alive with sensation, the control and the pain she was inflicting was bringing her close to her peak. The younger man grunted and tensed, his cock spat little jerks of sperm jetting out to splatter over his friend's belly and stomach. The older man gagged in disgusted revulsion and that pleased Claire tremendously.
The sight of the two men, pressed cock to cock and in arousal was so electrifying, she was almost at her peak when the older man shot his seed to a loud groan of disgust from his younger partner. It was simply too much for Claire, she relaxed, allowing the pounding waves to fill and wash her body. Her knees tensed to brace herself, her head threw back and she came to a tearing and delightful orgasm.
Arabella had lunched on the patio in the bright sunshine. The huge ham salad and a bottle of chilled white wine had been most agreeable and she sat back feeling relaxed and full.
Three naked servants stood in line and moved closer, their thick cocks jutting out from their bodies expectantly in erection.
"Now!" Arabella said softly. "Which one of you today I wonder."
She gripped the Black servants long cock, her fingers circling and her thumb teasing at the sensitive joint below the head. Her head dipped forward; her red lips kissing lightly on the very tip to draw a low moan of approval from the man. She licked the pinkish head for several moments before repeating the same on the next man.
"Decisions," she said as she withdrew and gripped the third servants cock. "So very difficult to chose."
Arabella closed her mouth over his cock and feed the whole length into her soft mouth, her head bobbing as she savoured his stiff rod.
He came instantly, shooting his hot cream deep into the back of her throat and grunting aloud as his body jerked in pleasure.
"Mmmm," Arabella murmured sexily. "All three of you I think."
Again she sucked and licked to bring the second servant to climax, slipping her head back as he came so as to receive his warm seed over her face. With the black servant, she simply placed her lips against the tip of his cock, parted slightly over the eyehole and teased at his balls. When he came it was with terrific force. The sperm spurted out to dribble from her mouth in thick clinging globules.
Arabella sat back, cleaning her face with her napkin.
"Now," she purred sensually. "Each of you may lick me in turn."
Arabella lay back, stretched her legs and parted them. Her hand pulled the gusset of her little panties aside to offer her shaven pussy ready for the eager tongues.
She wanted to be sure for next Friday, nothing could be – would be -allowed to go wrong. Natalie stood at the park gates mid-afternoon reading the closing times written on the fading wooden plaque. She had found the cross-paths easily and was now desperately trying to work out how to scale the high railings and in the dark too. It was a test, she realised that, not a simple task but one that she was determined to overcome and to comply with.
The park was crowded, the abnormally long spell of good weather had brought sun bathers flocking to the park in droves. Late lunch workers, mothers with children and men, lots and lots of men simply ogling the vast quantity of female flesh on offer. Natalie too had taken advantage of the sunshine with her skimpy clothing but not for the purpose of gaining a tan.
She wore a thin flowery skirt, so short that it barely covered her crotch, stopping just short of it when standing upright. It was delightful in its material and length, accentuating her long slender thighs and making her legs look even longer. Her top was little more than a light-grey vest; two thin straps hung it from her shoulders and it finished just beneath her bra-less breasts to leave her mid-drift bare. The thin material hugged her body and breasts tightly to clearly show the bumps of her excited nipples. Her hair was tied up showing her graceful long neck and adding more to her sparsely clothed appearance.
Her mission today was simple, to identify access to the park and then to show herself off and to gain those wonderful feelings and sensations that flashing brought with it. To gain once more the trill and excitement of offering her body for men's hungry gazes.
A smile broke on her face as the solution of entry came to her, she felt a rush in her body and sighed heavily. The problem was solved, now the really good part of the day was about to begin. Walking confidently, aware of the many admiring and leering looks that she was receiving, Natalie moved deeper into the centre of the park.
Near the middle of the park the path curved round a gently sloping bank of lush green grass. It was here that Natalie chose to wait. She lay back resting on her elbows one knee raised and the other outstretched. Her little skirt had pulled up her thighs almost to her hip, her tiny white panties and most of her upper thighs would be clearly visible to any passers by on the path. The very thought of it brought a rush of those wonderful sensations bubbling through her.
Several minutes passed before a couple rounded the curve, arm in arm they giggled and hugged close in the obvious love for one another. As they came close, the man's gaze fixed on Natalie's upper thighs, his stare incredulous but delighted. His female partner, oblivious at first to the point of his interest, noted his deep fixation and scolded him bluntly as they passed the smiling Natalie.
Two youths were next, even from far off they could be seen nudging each other excitedly and nodding in Natalie's direction.
She responded, raising both knees and parting them idly. Her clitoris gripped in jerking spasms as the obviously delighted youths took full advantage of her offering. Their mouths hung open and eyes were wide in disbelief at their good fortune. Both heads held their stare between her legs as they ambled slowly past. Natalie almost came, it was such a high, a thrilling and ultimate high to have them staring at her lightly covered sex.
For an hour Natalie savoured the admiring glances and lusting stares of various men, the two youths returning again and again to view the display. It was all so good but it simply wasn't enough to feed that gnawing ache deep inside her. Natalie stood, her tight little panties pulling harshly across her firm aroused clitoris to further her need.
She walked, casually and in no particular direction, positioning her route so as to gain the most from the male observers. In an impulsive move she strayed off the path and across the vast open grassed area to a remote part where a sleeping man lay on his back. Natalie stood close to his head, her legs slightly apart and coughed politely.
As his eyes opened sleepily, they locked wide, staring straight up under her little skirt to the firm mound of her pussy.
Natalie stood erect and silent allowing him to ogle her secret place so blatantly. The thrill that she received was tremendous, her whole body quivered with sexual excitement.
"I'm trying to find the toilets," she offered in a helpless little voice and squatted down beside him.
Her knees were parted, the whole of her thinly veiled pussy offered between her open thighs. The charge almost brought her off, a heavy thumping that made her head swim in distant and detached mistiness.
"I need to pee," she said softly, her voice thick and sensual.
The man had roused himself onto one elbow, his stare however had had not moved from under her skirt. He tried to speak but no words came, one hand gripped the front of his trousers to ease the pressure on his erection.
Natalie slipped one hand down under her skirt and hooked her finger under the elastic of her panties. She paused there teasingly.
"Should I?" She asked sexily.
The man simply nodded his agreement, his face flushed with excitement.
Natalie lifted the elastic and pulled her panties aside to show her hairy coated pussy stretched wide and open. It was perhaps a combination of the powerful tugging at her insides and the build-up of the thrill and excitement over a long period that made it happen. Her bladder began to empty as she squatted before him, the steaming flow jetting powerfully out of her body onto the grass below. Spread and exposed her labia was pulled apart and her pulsing clitoris jutting out in erection.
Never before would she have believed it could be possible but she came to orgasm as she peed. A long and satisfying stream of golden liquid and an equally long and satisfying orgasm that tore through her body in delightful little shudders. She allowed herself frequent glances at the man's face and his amazed expression simply added to the thrill.
Natalie casually accepted his handkerchief and slowly wiped herself dry with it. She replaced her panties to cover her pussy and stood up.
"Thank you so much," she said brightly, turned and walked away.
The two visitors were tied seated and naked on high-backed dining chairs in the study. They had been there four nearly four hours since Claire had left them to brood and think.
She entered theatrically, slamming the door behind her noisily for effect. She was naked, just her ankles boots and black hold-up stockings to cover her bareness.
Both the men's leering gazes followed her progress as she walked toward them. Already their cocks were stirring to hardness, twitching into life and beginning to rise. She posed and pouted, waiting until the full erections were attained and delighting in the lusting looks at her naked body.
She straddled the elder man's thighs, hovering her pussy tantalisingly above the tip of his cock. Her hands rested now on her shoulders and she gradually lowered herself down onto him. Claire halted when the head of his cock was just inside her, she smiled down at his beaming face and pouted her red lips.
"Like me to take it all up me?"
He nodded and grunted his delight in response. His desperate need obvious in his puppy-like pleading eyes.
She simply hovered there as she was and began flexing her internal muscles to grip and relax around the head inside her.
The man groaned, a pained and urgent moaning from deep in his throat. He longed to feel all of his cock inside her, to savour her warm wet body around him. Her youthful and fresh body that could bring such wonderful sensations but he was denied them all. He watched her taut stomach undulating before his face, her firm mons and heavy breasts all moving sensually as her body gripped him.
Clench and relax, clench and relax was the pulsing rhythm that Claire took up. Her thigh muscles were tensed as were her buttock muscles to hold her steady above him.
The man cried out, he tried to shift his hips and raise himself to get more of his cock inside her but she countered his move. Just the head remained inside to tantalise him mercilessly.
"Please!" He pleaded pitifully. "Please!"
Claire ignored him and continued pumping her muscles around his cock and reveling in his discomfort.
The man grunted several times.
"Oh God!" He muttered and then tensed.
Claire felt his cock twitch inside her and then a warm coating of his sperm as it spurted up inside her stretched pussy. She grunted loudly in satisfaction and moved back and away from him.
Sperm trickled down the inside of her thigh as she moved around to the younger man. Claire straddled him and lowered herself fully down on his stiff cock until his pubic bone pressed against her clitoris. She kissed him full on the lips and then started working her inner muscles once again.
He cried out in pleasure, his voice faltering as he groaned his deep satisfaction.
Her hands gripped his head, her fingers entwining spitefully in his hair and she began to chuckle. She screwed her hands around to bring a sharp yelp of pain from the cringing man. Again and again she twisted and her body pulsed its delight at her sadism.
"Like me to move on you wouldn't you?" She teased. "But I won't."
"Bitch!" He spat angrily in frustration.
She laughed and then gripped her internal muscles tightly around him and held him like that.
He tensed and grunted, his face contorted in a mask of pained pleasure until she released her grip.
"Is it nice," she mocked. "To feel your friend's come all around your cock? He shot his load up inside me remember and now his seed is coating your dick."
She laughed aloud at his look of sheer revulsion and gripped him again. Claire increased the pace, pumping his cock to milk it of its sperm. Her wet, warmth clamping hard around the whole length and girth of his throbbing cock.
His revulsion forgotten in his pleasure the man's eyes closed and his body tensed ready to receive his orgasm.
Claire sensed his approaching climax and stopped, she stood up, lifting herself off him and standing back.
"Fucking bitch!" The man's screamed at her. "You rotten fucking teaser!"
Claire's expression became serious, she stepped forward and slapped his face so hard that his head was jarred to the side.
"That," she stated coldly. "Was a very silly mistake indeed."