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Bernard woke Lisa at four o'clock. He wondered just how much she knew of Elizabeth's plans. Probably more than he did. He left her to prepare dinner for the women. Elizabeth had told him to serve it just after five o'clock.
The sun shone into the solarium when he brought them a mixed green salad with grilled salmon and a chilled Sauvignon Blanc. When he had served them both, Elizabeth said, "This evening, Bernard, you will obey Lisa just as you would me. Undress yourself, please."
His cock grew to full erection, and he blushed scarlet, but he removed his watch and glasses and placed them on the straight-backed chair next to Elizabeth's bedside table. He removed his shoes and placed them under the chair. He unbuckled his belt, unzipped himself and removed his slacks. As he reached to unbutton his shirt from the bottom, Lisa said, "Two buttons only. Leave one. Then the rest."
He did as he was told and left his shirt with one button buttoned just above his navel.
"Let Lisa feel your panties," Elizabeth whispered. He walked to her and she reached behind him with both her hands grasping his buttocks and caressed the fabric of his sheer lacy black nylon panties.
"Do you remember the first time I saw him in panties, Elizabeth?" Lisa asked. Her question destroyed Bernard's equanimity. How much did she know? Who else might know? What kind of game had Elizabeth played on him all these years? Lisa pulled him closer and took his cock in her mouth licking its crown through his thin panties. She took it in her teeth holding it tightly and biting it until it shrank from the pain. She turned him around spreading his legs and, reaching between them, smacked his testicles hard twice. His physical condition now matched his psychological state.
"Sit beside me, Bernard, and Elizabeth and I will tell you a little story."
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Marie and Lisa had arrived at the camp around four o'clock in the afternoon of Bernard's first full day in panties. The three ladies sat by a fire Bernard had lit earlier to take the chill off the cool summer day talking over tapas and gimlets while he prepared dinner.
"Have you told Bernard yet," Marie asked Elizabeth.
Elizabeth laughed. "Do you see how worried he is? It's not about wearing panties and it's surely not about whether we'll find his dinner satisfactory."
"You'll need to fairly quickly," Lisa interjected. "He will need to know before he decides on the vasectomy."
"There's no secrets from you two," Elizabeth chuckled. "Just so we can move on to another subject, if you must know I thought I'd tell him tomorrow when we're all having lunch on the porch."
Elizabeth took Bernard to bed first that evening. She had done a little carpentry while he had been visiting Katharine for his fitting. She had screwed an eye bolt into the ceiling truss that ran along the foot of his bed and two others into the floor hidden from view just under the bed. She had him undress until he wore only his white pantie girdle and sheer nude stockings. His bottom really was well-shaped and taut. She turned him away from her and bit his neck sucking it until she tasted blood, stroking his cock to erection through the girdle. Her arousal exceeded his.
"A little something new tonight, darling, unless you're holding out on me. Put your hands together and hold your arms out straight."
Taking a length of soft white rope she bound his wrists. Standing on the bed she tied him to the overhead beam using the eye bolt. With other lengths of the same soft white rope she bound each of his ankles and tied them to the eye bolts under the bed. He stood legs spread and helpless facing away from the bed toward the bedroom door. She placed a white satin sleep mask over his eyes before she undressed and put on a sheer black baby doll pajama. From her dresser she took a white ivory dildo shaped like a decently erect cock with enlarged testicles. (It was a family heirloom. Her mother had given it to her. Called it a lingam and said her father had brought it back from India after the war.) She lay back, spread her legs and inserted the dildo easily and deeply into her moist and receptive cunt. She withdrew it and ran it the length of her slit several times stimulating her clitoris and bringing herself to a gentle orgasm. She reinserted it and twirled it in circles. She got to her feet, walked to face Bernard, held his nostrils shut and inserted it into his mouth, all the way up to the balls, before letting go of his nose.
"I hadn't expected you to put my laundry away when you brought it back from the laundromat," she said. "If I had I probably would have hidden this a little bit better. I knew you must have seen it. I wondered whether I would be the first person to treat you to it. You don't have to answer. Just make sure you don't drop it. It's a family heirloom. Father gave it to mother around when I was conceived. She passed it down to me. Now be quiet and listen carefully. I'll crack the door. I just heard Lisa and Marie go to bed."
She opened the bedroom door all the way.
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Lisa and Marie had followed shortly behind Elizabeth and Bernard. While Elizabeth had been preparing Bernard, Marie had undressed for Lisa and stood nude before her."You remain my favorite, Marie," Lisa said as she rubbed her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. "We really should see each other more often. I have missed you."
Marie spread her legs as Lisa drew her nipples to full erection, but Lisa was in no hurry. Only when she observed Marie's cunt beginning to engorge did she release her nipples. Turning her back to Marie, she took four lengths of a soft white rope from a dresser drawer and bound, separately, Marie's wrists and ankles. She led her to the backless sofa in the inner corner of the bedroom and, laying her down, placed a couple of pillows under her lower back just above her bottom raising and displaying her cunt. She tied her wrists separately to the legs of the sofa. Bending her legs to reach the floor just at her waist, she tied her ankles to eye bolts on either side of the sofa. She kissed her deeply on the lips, exploring her mouth patiently, as she ran her fingers along her moist inner lips.
Leaving her in anticipation, Lisa removed her clothes and dressed herself in her wedding outfit. It was a tradition for them whenever they had not seen each other for more than a few months. A white lace bra which supported and separated her lovely breasts, a matching white garter belt and sheer white panties worn under the garters, and girlish white stockings. When she had dressed, she stood over Marie who squirmed with restrained excitement. Stepping aside, Lisa suddenly struck Marie's breasts with a small leather whip-- a hand held cat o' nine tails with three nine inch leather strands knotted at the ends. As Lisa continued her measured and patient whipping of Marie's breasts, Marie began to moan, quietly at first but louder and louder as her whipping continued.
In the other room, Elizabeth was pinching Bernard's nipples quite hard when the deep erotic sound of Marie's first moans reached their ears. As if on cue, Elizabeth took a similar cat from her drawer and began a similar patient and measured whipping of his nipples. Soon he too was moaning, and his moans were heard by Lisa and Marie.
Marie's moans turned to screams of pain and delight as Lisa continued to whip her breasts. Her cunt throbbed as her breasts reddened and her nipples turned crimson. Only when there was no white left on her pretty breasts and her nipples had turned a painfully deep crimson did Lisa relent. She stepped back, looking at her lover writhing in passion. She held the cat still and, when its strands stopped moving and Marie lay still on the sofa, Lisa lowered the strands of the cat until they rested against Marie's moist inner lips and lay the cat on her stomach. It stretched from the entry to her vagina over her clitoris until the handle rested between her breasts.
Leaving Marie to ponder what else she had in mind, Lisa walked into the hallway and stopped at the open door to Bernard's bedroom. Elizabeth stood legs slightly spread bent from the waist searching in the bottom drawer of a dresser. Her cunt glistened. Bernard stood tied at the foot of the bed in a white sleep mask with a pair of ivory testicles protruding from his mouth dressed in a white pantie girdle and nylon stockings. His nipples were red and swollen, his areolae on fire and his chest a deep, speckled pink. Elizabeth stood and turned to Bernard, a thin rattan cane in her hands. Seeing Lisa, she smiled and nodded. Lisa smiled back and returned to Marie.
Elizabeth began a steady striking of his pantie clad bottom, waiting to take her cue from Marie when she responded to Lisa's renewed whipping.
Lisa stood at the head of the sofa leaning her magnificent breasts over Marie's face. Dangling them in her lacy white bra just above her, she took both her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers and pinched them violently. Marie's entire body tensed and she let out a feral scream she barely recognized as her own. Lisa leaned back, released her nipples and kissed her lightly on her lips. She leaned forward rubbing her breasts against Marie's face and kissed her nipples, sucking them gently. Marie mewed.
Marie and Lisa were interrupted by a harsh howl followed by a deep sob. Elizabeth had turned her attention from Bernard's ass to his cock. Finding his erection only hardened as she caned his cock she struck him flush on the testicles eliciting the sounds which drew Marie and Lisa's attention.
As if on cue, Lisa picked the cat from between Marie's breasts and began a soft and steady whipping of her cunt. Her inner lips burned and her clitoris throbbed and she moaned and sobbed and screamed as Lisa continued her steady, gentle whipping until the heat of the whipping set off a violent orgasm exploding in her cunt and spreading like a tsunami through her entire body. Intense feline moans filled the upstairs as Lisa decreased the pace of her whipping and its intensity but continued it nevertheless prolonging Marie's intense orgasm.
Bernard's screams and moans as Elizabeth caned his testicles, reducing his cock to a shriveled parody of itself, mingled with the sounds of Marie's seemingly never ending orgasm.
Lisa and Elizabeth met in the hall. Lisa took her into her arms and kissed her deeply. Reaching between her legs from behind she penetrated her cunt finding it fully engorged and soaking wet. She rubbed Elizabeth's lips with her cunt drenched fingers and pulled away. "Will you be putting his mouth to work?" she asked.
Elizabeth smiled and nodded.
"They're so alike, this brother and sister," Lisa observed before returning to Marie.
Lisa undressed before untying Marie. Then she lay herself on their bed with two pillows beneath her bottom. Marie knelt between Lisa's splayed legs and buried her mouth into her dripping cunt. Marie licked and kissed and sucked and nibbled, teasing her lover, before settling into a long, persistent, and steady pattern of licking the length of her slit from her bottom to her clitoris spreading and tormenting her sensitive inner lips. Lisa's position gave Marie complete access to her cunt and she used it to bring her just to the edge of orgasm and held her there several minutes before shifting the long, flat, deep strokes of her tongue to Lisa's protruding bud. Just a few licks, which she endured as long as she could, drove Lisa to a screaming, agonizing, full-bodied orgasm before she pushed Marie away from her and rode it out finally recognizing the deep guttural moans which filled the room as her own.
Elizabeth untied Bernard, removed the lingam from his mouth and watched him remove his stockings and girdle. She made him keep the sleep mask on and guided him to the middle of the bed on his hands and knees. She lay in a similar position to Lisa, her hips raised and her cunt presented by two pillows beneath her bottom, and drew Bernard into her moist depths. He began to lick her slowly and deeply but she pulled him to her nub and ground it into his tongue. He got the message and licked her clit firmly and deeply quickly bringing her to her own full-bodied orgasm. Her higher screams mingled with Lisa's deeper, guttural moans.
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Lisa put her arm around Bernard as they sat on the sofa. Elizabeth had more than her usual strength today. "It was the next afternoon, as the four of us sat on the porch watching the lightning and listening to the rain and thunder across the lake, that you learned Lisa was the lover whose friendship I wouldn't relinquish," Elizabeth said.
"And the day you decided on the vasectomy," Lisa added.
She knew everything, Bernard realized.
"Show him how you first seduced me, Lisa."
Lisa walked to the window wall of the solarium and raised the skirt of her white summer dress with her left hand exposing her naked white ass framed by her tanned legs and her dress.
"You'll be me, Bernard," said Elizabeth. "Crawl to her and kiss her ass."
He reached her quickly and kissed her bottom thoroughly.
"Now sit behind her and rest the back of your head against the bottom of her ass. Lower your head and lean your face back."
Lisa spread her legs and took a small step backwards rubbing her cunt across the bridge of his nose and settling on his mouth.
"Lick her, darling."
Bernard penetrated her with his tongue and then drew it slowly out and along her inner lips to her prominent clitoris. He repeated himself, slowly and persistently, as she drenched his face. He felt her arousal growing and continued the same pattern of penetration, broad tongued licking of her inner lips, and gentle, butterfly-like flicking of her clitoris. She enjoyed a gentle climax, and then another, before pulling him hard to her nub focusing his concentration on her most sensitive area. She pushed him away as her final orgasm coursed through her body.
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Lisa and Bernard sat again side by side on the sofa. "I should have known you were right, Elizabeth," Lisa said, "he has the sensitivity of a woman and he brings it to his lovemaking. Your plan just might work."
The sun shone into the solarium when he brought them a mixed green salad with grilled salmon and a chilled Sauvignon Blanc. When he had served them both, Elizabeth said, "This evening, Bernard, you will obey Lisa just as you would me. Undress yourself, please."
His cock grew to full erection, and he blushed scarlet, but he removed his watch and glasses and placed them on the straight-backed chair next to Elizabeth's bedside table. He removed his shoes and placed them under the chair. He unbuckled his belt, unzipped himself and removed his slacks. As he reached to unbutton his shirt from the bottom, Lisa said, "Two buttons only. Leave one. Then the rest."
He did as he was told and left his shirt with one button buttoned just above his navel.
"Let Lisa feel your panties," Elizabeth whispered. He walked to her and she reached behind him with both her hands grasping his buttocks and caressed the fabric of his sheer lacy black nylon panties.
"Do you remember the first time I saw him in panties, Elizabeth?" Lisa asked. Her question destroyed Bernard's equanimity. How much did she know? Who else might know? What kind of game had Elizabeth played on him all these years? Lisa pulled him closer and took his cock in her mouth licking its crown through his thin panties. She took it in her teeth holding it tightly and biting it until it shrank from the pain. She turned him around spreading his legs and, reaching between them, smacked his testicles hard twice. His physical condition now matched his psychological state.
"Sit beside me, Bernard, and Elizabeth and I will tell you a little story."
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Marie and Lisa had arrived at the camp around four o'clock in the afternoon of Bernard's first full day in panties. The three ladies sat by a fire Bernard had lit earlier to take the chill off the cool summer day talking over tapas and gimlets while he prepared dinner.
"Have you told Bernard yet," Marie asked Elizabeth.
Elizabeth laughed. "Do you see how worried he is? It's not about wearing panties and it's surely not about whether we'll find his dinner satisfactory."
"You'll need to fairly quickly," Lisa interjected. "He will need to know before he decides on the vasectomy."
"There's no secrets from you two," Elizabeth chuckled. "Just so we can move on to another subject, if you must know I thought I'd tell him tomorrow when we're all having lunch on the porch."
Elizabeth took Bernard to bed first that evening. She had done a little carpentry while he had been visiting Katharine for his fitting. She had screwed an eye bolt into the ceiling truss that ran along the foot of his bed and two others into the floor hidden from view just under the bed. She had him undress until he wore only his white pantie girdle and sheer nude stockings. His bottom really was well-shaped and taut. She turned him away from her and bit his neck sucking it until she tasted blood, stroking his cock to erection through the girdle. Her arousal exceeded his.
"A little something new tonight, darling, unless you're holding out on me. Put your hands together and hold your arms out straight."
Taking a length of soft white rope she bound his wrists. Standing on the bed she tied him to the overhead beam using the eye bolt. With other lengths of the same soft white rope she bound each of his ankles and tied them to the eye bolts under the bed. He stood legs spread and helpless facing away from the bed toward the bedroom door. She placed a white satin sleep mask over his eyes before she undressed and put on a sheer black baby doll pajama. From her dresser she took a white ivory dildo shaped like a decently erect cock with enlarged testicles. (It was a family heirloom. Her mother had given it to her. Called it a lingam and said her father had brought it back from India after the war.) She lay back, spread her legs and inserted the dildo easily and deeply into her moist and receptive cunt. She withdrew it and ran it the length of her slit several times stimulating her clitoris and bringing herself to a gentle orgasm. She reinserted it and twirled it in circles. She got to her feet, walked to face Bernard, held his nostrils shut and inserted it into his mouth, all the way up to the balls, before letting go of his nose.
"I hadn't expected you to put my laundry away when you brought it back from the laundromat," she said. "If I had I probably would have hidden this a little bit better. I knew you must have seen it. I wondered whether I would be the first person to treat you to it. You don't have to answer. Just make sure you don't drop it. It's a family heirloom. Father gave it to mother around when I was conceived. She passed it down to me. Now be quiet and listen carefully. I'll crack the door. I just heard Lisa and Marie go to bed."
She opened the bedroom door all the way.
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Lisa and Marie had followed shortly behind Elizabeth and Bernard. While Elizabeth had been preparing Bernard, Marie had undressed for Lisa and stood nude before her."You remain my favorite, Marie," Lisa said as she rubbed her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. "We really should see each other more often. I have missed you."
Marie spread her legs as Lisa drew her nipples to full erection, but Lisa was in no hurry. Only when she observed Marie's cunt beginning to engorge did she release her nipples. Turning her back to Marie, she took four lengths of a soft white rope from a dresser drawer and bound, separately, Marie's wrists and ankles. She led her to the backless sofa in the inner corner of the bedroom and, laying her down, placed a couple of pillows under her lower back just above her bottom raising and displaying her cunt. She tied her wrists separately to the legs of the sofa. Bending her legs to reach the floor just at her waist, she tied her ankles to eye bolts on either side of the sofa. She kissed her deeply on the lips, exploring her mouth patiently, as she ran her fingers along her moist inner lips.
Leaving her in anticipation, Lisa removed her clothes and dressed herself in her wedding outfit. It was a tradition for them whenever they had not seen each other for more than a few months. A white lace bra which supported and separated her lovely breasts, a matching white garter belt and sheer white panties worn under the garters, and girlish white stockings. When she had dressed, she stood over Marie who squirmed with restrained excitement. Stepping aside, Lisa suddenly struck Marie's breasts with a small leather whip-- a hand held cat o' nine tails with three nine inch leather strands knotted at the ends. As Lisa continued her measured and patient whipping of Marie's breasts, Marie began to moan, quietly at first but louder and louder as her whipping continued.
In the other room, Elizabeth was pinching Bernard's nipples quite hard when the deep erotic sound of Marie's first moans reached their ears. As if on cue, Elizabeth took a similar cat from her drawer and began a similar patient and measured whipping of his nipples. Soon he too was moaning, and his moans were heard by Lisa and Marie.
Marie's moans turned to screams of pain and delight as Lisa continued to whip her breasts. Her cunt throbbed as her breasts reddened and her nipples turned crimson. Only when there was no white left on her pretty breasts and her nipples had turned a painfully deep crimson did Lisa relent. She stepped back, looking at her lover writhing in passion. She held the cat still and, when its strands stopped moving and Marie lay still on the sofa, Lisa lowered the strands of the cat until they rested against Marie's moist inner lips and lay the cat on her stomach. It stretched from the entry to her vagina over her clitoris until the handle rested between her breasts.
Leaving Marie to ponder what else she had in mind, Lisa walked into the hallway and stopped at the open door to Bernard's bedroom. Elizabeth stood legs slightly spread bent from the waist searching in the bottom drawer of a dresser. Her cunt glistened. Bernard stood tied at the foot of the bed in a white sleep mask with a pair of ivory testicles protruding from his mouth dressed in a white pantie girdle and nylon stockings. His nipples were red and swollen, his areolae on fire and his chest a deep, speckled pink. Elizabeth stood and turned to Bernard, a thin rattan cane in her hands. Seeing Lisa, she smiled and nodded. Lisa smiled back and returned to Marie.
Elizabeth began a steady striking of his pantie clad bottom, waiting to take her cue from Marie when she responded to Lisa's renewed whipping.
Lisa stood at the head of the sofa leaning her magnificent breasts over Marie's face. Dangling them in her lacy white bra just above her, she took both her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers and pinched them violently. Marie's entire body tensed and she let out a feral scream she barely recognized as her own. Lisa leaned back, released her nipples and kissed her lightly on her lips. She leaned forward rubbing her breasts against Marie's face and kissed her nipples, sucking them gently. Marie mewed.
Marie and Lisa were interrupted by a harsh howl followed by a deep sob. Elizabeth had turned her attention from Bernard's ass to his cock. Finding his erection only hardened as she caned his cock she struck him flush on the testicles eliciting the sounds which drew Marie and Lisa's attention.
As if on cue, Lisa picked the cat from between Marie's breasts and began a soft and steady whipping of her cunt. Her inner lips burned and her clitoris throbbed and she moaned and sobbed and screamed as Lisa continued her steady, gentle whipping until the heat of the whipping set off a violent orgasm exploding in her cunt and spreading like a tsunami through her entire body. Intense feline moans filled the upstairs as Lisa decreased the pace of her whipping and its intensity but continued it nevertheless prolonging Marie's intense orgasm.
Bernard's screams and moans as Elizabeth caned his testicles, reducing his cock to a shriveled parody of itself, mingled with the sounds of Marie's seemingly never ending orgasm.
Lisa and Elizabeth met in the hall. Lisa took her into her arms and kissed her deeply. Reaching between her legs from behind she penetrated her cunt finding it fully engorged and soaking wet. She rubbed Elizabeth's lips with her cunt drenched fingers and pulled away. "Will you be putting his mouth to work?" she asked.
Elizabeth smiled and nodded.
"They're so alike, this brother and sister," Lisa observed before returning to Marie.
Lisa undressed before untying Marie. Then she lay herself on their bed with two pillows beneath her bottom. Marie knelt between Lisa's splayed legs and buried her mouth into her dripping cunt. Marie licked and kissed and sucked and nibbled, teasing her lover, before settling into a long, persistent, and steady pattern of licking the length of her slit from her bottom to her clitoris spreading and tormenting her sensitive inner lips. Lisa's position gave Marie complete access to her cunt and she used it to bring her just to the edge of orgasm and held her there several minutes before shifting the long, flat, deep strokes of her tongue to Lisa's protruding bud. Just a few licks, which she endured as long as she could, drove Lisa to a screaming, agonizing, full-bodied orgasm before she pushed Marie away from her and rode it out finally recognizing the deep guttural moans which filled the room as her own.
Elizabeth untied Bernard, removed the lingam from his mouth and watched him remove his stockings and girdle. She made him keep the sleep mask on and guided him to the middle of the bed on his hands and knees. She lay in a similar position to Lisa, her hips raised and her cunt presented by two pillows beneath her bottom, and drew Bernard into her moist depths. He began to lick her slowly and deeply but she pulled him to her nub and ground it into his tongue. He got the message and licked her clit firmly and deeply quickly bringing her to her own full-bodied orgasm. Her higher screams mingled with Lisa's deeper, guttural moans.
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Lisa put her arm around Bernard as they sat on the sofa. Elizabeth had more than her usual strength today. "It was the next afternoon, as the four of us sat on the porch watching the lightning and listening to the rain and thunder across the lake, that you learned Lisa was the lover whose friendship I wouldn't relinquish," Elizabeth said.
"And the day you decided on the vasectomy," Lisa added.
She knew everything, Bernard realized.
"Show him how you first seduced me, Lisa."
Lisa walked to the window wall of the solarium and raised the skirt of her white summer dress with her left hand exposing her naked white ass framed by her tanned legs and her dress.
"You'll be me, Bernard," said Elizabeth. "Crawl to her and kiss her ass."
He reached her quickly and kissed her bottom thoroughly.
"Now sit behind her and rest the back of your head against the bottom of her ass. Lower your head and lean your face back."
Lisa spread her legs and took a small step backwards rubbing her cunt across the bridge of his nose and settling on his mouth.
"Lick her, darling."
Bernard penetrated her with his tongue and then drew it slowly out and along her inner lips to her prominent clitoris. He repeated himself, slowly and persistently, as she drenched his face. He felt her arousal growing and continued the same pattern of penetration, broad tongued licking of her inner lips, and gentle, butterfly-like flicking of her clitoris. She enjoyed a gentle climax, and then another, before pulling him hard to her nub focusing his concentration on her most sensitive area. She pushed him away as her final orgasm coursed through her body.
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Lisa and Bernard sat again side by side on the sofa. "I should have known you were right, Elizabeth," Lisa said, "he has the sensitivity of a woman and he brings it to his lovemaking. Your plan just might work."
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