Erika lay on the bed in her own room. Two hours had gone by since Hugh left them, and Marlene had said that she wanted to rest for a little while.
Erika lay in a very lightweight raincoat of rubberised silk. She was naked beneath it. Occasionally she wriggled her shoulders against its silky, cool smoothness. She was feeling very, very sexy.
She began to play lightly with her vagina-lips, scratching at them with a fingernail through the shimmery material of her raincoat. She wished that she could be wearing the rubber pyjamas of her employer. She wondered whether her employer was now wearing them as she rested.
There was a knock at her door.
"Who is it?" she called.
"Marlene."
"Oh, wait a second. I'm coming." She jumped off the bed and began to take off her raincoat. Then she pulled it back over her shoulders. There was no need to hide her perversion from Marlene. She unlocked the door.
"How nice you look," said Marlene. "And you're naked underneath, I suppose."
"Oh yes, of course."
Marlene put out her hand and opened the front of Erika's raincoat. She took one of the naked breasts in her hand.
"Oh, what heaven!" breathed Erika. She caught hold of Marlene's other hand and put it to her other breast.
"Would you like us to make love?" asked Marlene.
Erika gazed at her speechlessly. She nodded her head.
"Well, let's not waste time," said Marlene, and turned to shut the door.
"Please," said Erika quickly. "Would you wear something of rubber, too?"
Marlene smiled. "Of course. What would you like me to wear?"
Erika was about to say "Those pale-blue pyjamas," but realised, just in time, that she was not yet supposed to know that Marlene had any pale-blue rubber pyjamas. She recovered herself and said: "Would you wear what you were wearing last night? The cloak and the boots?"
"I haven't brought the boots, but I'll wear the cloak."
"With nothing on underneath?" Marlene laughed. "Of course. And I'll give you a little whipping, too, if you like. With one of those rubber tubes."
Erika caught her breath. "I'd love you to." Marlene opened the door again. "Three minutes." Erika flung herself down on her stomach over the bed. She lay for a few minutes, listening to her pounding heart. Then she stood up again and waited beside the door.
Marlene swept into the room, a rubber tube in her hand, and the long cape over her naked body. She locked the door quickly. "Have you ever been whipped before?" she asked. "No, never."
"Have you ever wanted to be?"
"Not before last night."
"Last night? What happened then?"
"I saw you whipping Gunther, and I saw all your whips and other things-and I thought it would be wonderful to be whipped by you."
Marlene smiled. "So you're a double, are you?"
"What do you mean?"
"A masochist as well as a sadist. They're called doubles."
Erika passed her hand and elbow across her breasts. "I don't think I'd be a masochist for anyone but you, Marlene."
"Why? A man would give you a lovely whipping-and any man would like to, I'm sure."
"Oh, no," said Erika forcefully. "Not a man. A man has to be whipped by me. It's from you, a woman, a beautiful heavenly woman, that I want to receive a whipping."
"You may not like it when I start. It will hurt quite a lot."
"I know."
"And you want it to hurt, do you?"
Erika nodded. "Yes, I want it to hurt."
"So there's no need to gag you. You won't cry out?"
"I'll try not to."
"I'll have to stop if you do. I don't really think we should use even this tubing on you here in the hotel, but let's give it a try. It may not make much of a noise." She looked round her, and pulled an upright chair into the centre of the floor. She sat down on it. "Come then. Lie down over my knees."
Erika felt that she was in danger of fainting from excitement as she lay down over the lap of her beautiful employer.
Marlene picked up the hem of the raincoat and pulled it clear of her bottom. She ran her hand lightly over the skin. "What a lovely little backside you have," she said, and brought the length of rubber tubing down hard across the buttocks. They gave a shudder, as though they had a life of their own. She struck again with the rubber tube.
Erika gave a gasp with each stroke but made no other sound. The pain was greater than she had expected. She put a knuckle to her mouth and pressed it against her teeth.
Marlene struck her eight more times. "That's enough for the first time. You should see you bottom. It looks as though it's got scarlet fever."
Erika clambered to her feet and went to a full-length mirror on the wall. She lifted up her raincoat and turned her back to the mirror. She twisted her head to look over her shoulder. "You're right," she said. "It's as red as a beetroot."
"It's never been whipped before," said Marlene. "That's why. But one of these days I'll whip you with something else. Something more fitting."
"A whip?"
"Yes. And a cat-o'-nine-tails. You said yourself a little while ago that a cat-o'-nine-tails would be quite light."
Erika looked at her adoringly. "Oh yes, please do."
"You little masochist! Didn't I hurt you at all just now?"
"My goodness, yes! You hurt terribly. I wanted you to stop as soon as you began. But now it's over"-she blushed shyly-"I want it to happen again."
"It will, don't you worry. Lie down on the bed now, though. Let's make love."
"How are we going to do it? Would you like me to kiss you-I mean, down there?" Erika lay down on the bed. "I've never done this before with a woman. I don't know how to start."
Marlene lay down on the bed beside her, but with her head at the opposite end. "We'll kiss each other-down there. We'll have a little soixante-neuf."
"Soixante-neuf! So that's what it means. I've often wondered."
Marlene turned over on to her side and pulled the folds of her cape away from her. She lifted the front of Erika's raincoat and bared the front of the girl's legs. She hutched herself along the bed until her mouth was on a level with the waiting vagina. "Just do whatever I do," she said, and jabbed lightly at the vagina with her tongue.
Erika stiffened at the touch, as though she had received an electric shock. She put out her own tongue and licked at Marlene's vagina.
Marlene stiffened in her turn. This is very nice, she thought. I have a very efficient secretary who is a nice little masochistic lesbian as well as a capable sadistic assistant. Things have turned out rather well.
She rounded her tongue and thrust it into the vagina passage. She reached up with her hands and took the two breasts in her grasp. With a feeling of bliss she felt Erika's tongue being pushed into her own passage, and Erika's hands feeling for her own breasts.