Mistys driver
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True to her word, as soon as Beth had regained her pose from the first spanking administered to her by her roommate, she promptly switched places with her. Just a few short moments later, and it was now Beth that had administered a good hard spanking to Misty. To be sure, both of their bottoms were sore, but they also had, for the first time, experienced what it was like to be the one giving a spanking, rather than just the recipient. It gave them each an exhilarating feeling of power, unlike anything either of them had felt before.
Later that night, as they both lay in bed, neither one of them could fall asleep.
"Beth?" Misty called out into the darkness of their room.
"Yeah?"
"Why do you think it is that we like this so much?"
"I dunno," her roommate replied.
"No, really, " Misty said, and she sat up in bed. "It's not really the pain, is it?"
"I don't think so," said Beth.
"Why do you get such pleasure out of it?" she asked. "I mean, it was obvious that you were really wet by the time I finished spanking you."
Although Misty couldn't see her through the room's darkness, Beth was blushing. So Misty had noticed that she was very turned on by the spanking. "Um..." she stammered..."I think...I think it's the...umm...humiliation. What really turns me on is the humiliation of getting the spanking. Is that weird?" she asked.
"Not at all," Misty replied. "I think that's what gives me a thrill too. I mean, yes, the pain is important...hell, it wouldn't be a spanking if it didn't hurt, right?" she grinned. "But what really gets me hot is the fact that I have to bend over and present my ass to someone, knowing that they're going to beat it."
"How dumb is that?" Beth laughed. "But I'm just as dumb. I'd do it again in a heartbeat."
"You know, I have an idea," Misty began. Beth smiled before her roommate even began to explain what her idea was. After all, her last idea was that instead of asking Eric, the Residential Counselor for their floor, for a spanking, that they would each administer a spanking for the other. Each roommate would come up with a reason -- and most of the time it would be legitimate -- why the other would deserve a spanking. Then the offending roommate would helplessly submit herself to the other for a bare-bottom spanking.
"What's your idea?" Beth said, now sitting up in her bed as well.
Misty turned on the lamp on her desk and looked at her roommate right in the eye. "We've got to figure out a way to make it even MORE humiliating," she said. "That, in turn, will heighten the experience."
Beth felt a stirring between her legs. "Go on," she encouraged Misty.
"Well, I just think we should come up with ways to make it more humiliating," she said. "For instance, what if we were both given spankings at the same time. What if, in addition to having to endure our own spankings, if we also were forced to watch each other get theirs? And what if other people were watching?"
"I don't know if I could do that, Misty," Beth said, a bit of fear in her voice. But Misty knew her roommate. She knew that Beth was intrigued enough that she would have to explore this option now. "Besides," Beth added, "I don't know that I could bare my bottom in front of a bunch of people," already knowing that this was an out-and-out lie.
"Are you still pretty sore?" Misty asked, pressing ahead despite her roommate's objections.
Beth gave in with a sigh. "I'm sore, but not sore enough to keep me from seeing what you have in mind," she grinned.
Misty sat on the edge of her bed, listing out her detailed plan for their next spanking. "We could do this as early as tomorrow," she said. As she explained it, her roommate listened intently, noticing from time to time that her panties were moist. She was pretty sure that Misty's were moist, too.
"That WOULD be very humiliating," Beth agreed as Misty concluded. Do you think Eric will help us?"
"Let's call him and find out," she said, and started for the phone.
"We're not just gonna call him and say 'Come down and spank us!' are we?"
"Why not? You were just going to march down to his room a couple hours ago and ask him to spank you."
"I guess you're right," Beth said sheepishly.
Misty picked up the phone. Beth was beside herself, she was so excited. Realizing that she could take it no longer, she walked out the door and down the hall to the bathroom. In the privacy of a hot shower, she brought herself to climax several times before washing up and returning to her bedroom. Misty was sitting on the edge of her bed, grinning like the proverbial cat that ate the canary.
"It's all set up for tomorrow night," she said.
"I hope you know what the hell you're doing," said Beth, and climbed into bed and turned out the light. And while they didn't say another word to each other, it was quite a while until either of them fell asleep.
The next evening, the two of them sat on the edge of their beds, awaiting the arrival of their visitors. Misty knew fully what to expect, and the anticipation of what was about to happen gave her goosebumps. Beth only knew that something would happen, and trusted her roommate to provide the heightened experience she had promised, but her anticipation of the unknown excited her. Each of them was wearing only a bathrobe, a suggestion Misty had made earlier which was agreed upon by the two of them.
Shortly after 10:30, when they were told their adventure would begin, there was a knock at the door. "Come in," Misty said. The tremor of her voice belied the confidence she was attempting to exude.
The door opened, and in walked Eric, the Residential Counselor for the floor, and Brian, Misty's on-again, off-again boyfriend. Eric closed the door behind them.
"Are you two submitting to us of your own free will?" he addressed Beth and Misty.
"Yes," said Misty, staring at the floor. Beth nodded.
"That won't do, Beth," directed Eric. "I need a verbal response. Are you submitting to us of your own free will?" he repeated.
"Yes," Beth replied. While her face may not have shown it, a torrent of various emotions and feelings were raging through Beth's body: anticipation at what would happen next, electric thrill at knowing she would soon be on the receiving end of a spanking from Eric, humiliation at knowing she would have to bare her bottom in front of Eric, and in front of Brian, and a heightened sense of awareness of her own body and its sexual responses to what was happening.
Brian went to Misty's desk and took the chair out from under it. He placed it in the center of the dorm room, and then went to Beth's desk. Grabbing her chair, he placed it in the room's center as well. The two girls' chairs were now about three feet apart, facing each other. As the architect of the plan, Misty knew what was going to happen next, but Beth, seated on the edge of her bed, was quick to figure out what was about to transpire.
Suddenly Brian snapped his fingers. Without a word, Misty stood up, careful never to look Brian in the eye. She untied her bathrobe and let it fall to the floor, revealing to all the occupants of the room that she had no other clothing on to protect her. Beth began to feel self-conscious. She knew that Misty worked out, and took very good care of her body. Now, as Misty stood naked before them, Beth could see both Brian's and Eric's nod of approval as they visually inspected her. Her long blonde hair was tied in a ponytail behind her head, and her firm breasts and fit torso were enough to cast a spell on any man. Misty was the quintessential submissive, Beth decided, noticing that her roommate never took her eyes off the floor. She knew that her station did not allow her to make eye contact with Brian. She began to walk to the center of the room towards the chair which Brian had placed there for her.
"And what are you waiting for?" demanded Eric to Beth. She snapped out of her thoughts which were carrying her away to another time and place. Not quite as gracefully as her roommate before her, she managed to get her bathrobe untied. She pulled her arms out of the sleeves, and then held the robe in front of her, in a desperate yet futile attempt to preserve what little modesty she had remaining.
Eric felt sorry for her, but knew that in his present role, he could show no mercy or compassion in this matter. He grabbed the robe from her and threw it on the bed, and Beth instantly became very aware of the fact that Eric and Brian were now visually inspecting her just as they had Misty a few moments ago. Her hair was slightly darker, and while her body was not quite as proportionate as that of her roommate, she did notice that Eric was staring at her chest, and while this made her feel even more self-conscious, it also occurred to her that he must have approved of her.
She thought back to her first and only other spanking from him, out in that cornfield several miles away, when she was draped over his lap in the passenger seat of his car. She suddenly realized that this was, in fact, the first time he had seen her top half uncovered. How she wanted to feel his hands and his lips on her, but that was not to be tonight. Tonight, she had submitted herself to him for a different purpose.
Eric motioned with his head in the direction of the center of the room, and Beth understood his instruction. Naked and more humiliated with each moment that passed, she forced herself to walk to the center of the room to the remaining unoccupied chair. Misty's eyes met hers for a moment, but that moment seemed like an eternity. It was almost as if Beth was somehow pleading for it to stop, but not really. She knew that if she put a stop to it now, she would be plagued for the rest of her life wondering what would have happened tonight.
Misty leaned over the back of the chair and placed her hands on the seat, presenting her backside to Brian for her spanking as Beth watched. It was like an erotic dream to Beth, and she even wondered if it was, in fact, only a dream, until she felt a hand on her neck, gently yet firmly pushing her into position over her chair. She let out a slight gasp as she was unprepared for this, but quickly placed her hands on the seat of the chair that she was now bent over.
"Spread your legs apart," Eric commanded. Beth complied.
Then Beth heard a "WHACK", and for a brief portion of a second, was confused as to why she felt no impact. Suddenly, she realized that it wasn't her that had been hit, but Misty. But just then a second "WHACK" was heard, this one accompanied by a sharp pain as Eric's paddle kissed Beth's bare bottom. "Ow!" she yelped.
Beth looked up and was startled to discover that Misty had fixed her gaze directly on her. She winced as Brian struck her again with the paddle, but did not take her eyes off her roommate. Beth decided that she should try to do the same, and concentrated on watching Misty. She started to take a deep breath as Brian brought the paddle up above Misty again, readying for a third blow, but before she knew it, the paddle, which Misty was watching above her roommate, hit its target again.
Beth gasped again and her breathing became heavy and erratic as a wave of different realizations converged in her mind. Here she was, bent over naked in a chair getting a humiliating spanking at the hands of Eric while her roommate and her boyfriend watched. Yet at the same time, she was able to witness the same humiliation of her roommate simultaneously. Not to mention that she was once again able to fulfill her fantasy of submitting to Eric.
For a moment, her mind wandered to wondering just how it was that Misty talked Eric into doing this. Then her thoughts were suddenly interrupted with another "WHACK!", and another, and another. The stinging of the paddle was replaced with a general warmth all over Beth's rear end, and instead of pain alone, she felt a warm, tingling sensation across her bottom and in her sex.
At last, the two men stopped swinging the paddles. Throughout the entire time, Misty had never taken her eyes off her roommate. Beth couldn't make the same claim, but she had done her best to keep eye contact with Misty. It was how they maintained their solidarity and got through the humiliation of their double-spanking together. Beth thought it was now finally over, but Misty knew better. She had been spanked by Brian before and knew that the ordeal wasn't over. Brian stepped away from the center of the room, over near Misty's bed. Without a word, Misty stood up, and for the first time, shifted her view away from Beth's face. She walked over to where Brian was standing and immediately fell to her knees. She unzipped Brian's jeans, and after a minor difficulty of pulling them down around his ankles, tugged at his boxers as well, revealing his swollen cock. Her lips eagerly embraced it as she took him inside her mouth.
Beth was astonished. Now the event became more than she bargained for. She was not comfortable with this part yet. Perhaps she would actually enjoy sucking on Eric again, in fact she had both dreamed and fantasized about it in the past, but this turn of events had caught her completely by surprise and unaware. Fortunately, Eric was not making any demands of her. He was engrossed in watching Misty as she bobbed up and down on Brian's cock. Without warning, he groaned loudly as he shot into the back of Misty's throat. Beth wondered if she had swallowed it or not, and what it tasted like. Brian took a deep breath and sighed as Misty collapsed onto the floor, weary from her ordeal this evening.
Eric turned to Beth. Tears welled up in her eyes, as she struggled at the paradox within her. She wanted to service him just as Misty had with Brian, but she just couldn't. She hadn't mentally prepared herself -- or "psyched herself up", as Misty would say -- for this, and once again, her lack of knowledge and experience made her self-conscious.
Eric led Beth over to her bed and laid her down on her back. He unbuttoned his cotton twill pants and stepped out of both the pants and the boxers below. Beth never took her eyes off his face; she felt helpless, and completely under Eric's control. She wanted to trust him so badly, but she couldn't do so if he was going to make her take him in her mouth right now.
Eric kneeled upon the bed and straddled her. "My gawd," she thought. "He's going to gag me." At that moment, she decided she had to put a stop to it, and summoned her safeword from her brain.
But just before she opened her mouth to say it, she realized that he, in fact, was not going to force himself in her mouth when she wasn't ready. As she looked into his face, she saw for the first time the compassion that was there. Instead of putting his manhood into her mouth, he instead placed himself between her breasts and began moving back and forth in a rhythmic motion that got faster and more intense, until he shot all over her upper torso and neck. He leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek. Then without a word, he and Brian left.
Beth and Misty looked at each other. They had experienced shame, humiliation, a good spanking, and they had each been forced to pleasure their punishers afterwards. Beth began sobbing uncontrollably.
"Gawd, that was good," sighed Misty.
Although she was crying, Beth nodded in agreement. She had taken another step in her discovery of her new passion.
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EroticAfter I left robin I went back next door and found beth anxiously waiting in the kitchen eager to know how it had gone.My broad smile told her everything, she came to me and threw her arms around me, pressing herself tightly against me."Oh thank you, this is going to be the best thing ever!" She was like a giddy school girl so excited and wouldn't stop asking questions about robin and our recent conversation, it was all fine and he would be here at 8.The next hour actually went quite fast! Beth...
I am the great white hunter stalking my prey. She will never know what hit her. She is the neglected, overworked, underappreciated, wife, mother and co-worker. My camouflage is being a middle aged man that goes to church, volunteers, friendly, outgoing and relatively well off. I am always on the prowl. I am always vigilant. I seek the women whose husband has fucked up. He has neglected to protect his woman. How has he done that you may ask? My victim will show signs of stress. She will be...
I am the great white hunter stalking my prey. She will never know what hit her. She is the neglected, overworked, underappreciated, wife, mother and co-worker. My camouflage is being a middle aged man that goes to church, volunteers, friendly, outgoing and relatively well off. I am always on the prowl. I am always vigilant. I seek the women whose husband has fucked up. He has neglected to protect his woman. How has he done that you may ask? My victim will show signs of stress. She will be...
Wife LoversTo Begin with this happened many years ago I'm 52 now and was in my twenties at the time.I had just met the woman who unbeknownst to me at the time, would end up being my wife someday.Her name was Angelia, Angel is what everyone called her, she was far from it tho. Angel was 17 and was a runaway, kinda couch surfing I guess you could say. But she was Hot 5'9" leggs up to her neck thin and under a 100 pounds long auburn hair that she could honestly wrap around her hand two times, and then...
To Begin with this happened many years ago I'm 52 now and was in my twenties at the time.I had just met the woman who unbeknownst to me at the time, would end up being my wife someday.Her name was Angelia, Angel is what everyone called her, she was far from it tho. Angel was 17 and was a runaway, kinda couch surfing I guess you could say. But she was Hot 5'9" leggs up to her neck thin and under a 100 pounds long auburn hair that she could honestly wrap around her hand two times, and...
Beth Haley had always exhibited a meek and submissive personality to some degree for most of her life. However, she had never felt so used and completely dominated as she did now at the hands of eighteen-year-old Michael. Bent over and pressed uncomfortably into a mound of pillows with her arms tied behind her back, the pretty housewife had no way to brace herself against the teenager's violent thrusts that kept shoving her roughly into the headboard like a rag doll. His preternatural large...
For several weeks Beth and Gwen had been exploring together. They had enjoyed discovering new things to do and new ways to do them. Gwen’s enthusiasm and adventurous spirit were contagious, and she was able to talk Beth into several things she probably wouldn’t have tried otherwise. One evening after an exhilarating session of oral sex, Beth asked Gwen a question that had been plaguing her.“Gwen, do you tell your husband about what we do?” “Of course, I tell him everything. Haven’t you...
2 weeks had past since I revealed beths pic's to an all too eager robin. It had been more difficult at first to 'pluck up the courage' to show him those initial photos but all had gone much better than imagined.Robin, despite being a perfect gentleman outwardly, hid a dark secret, he was the original dirty old man!As I said it was difficult at first.Yes I got to talk to him alone and yes we did talk about the opposite sex, I learned early on that he, like myself, was a fan of bbws or the...
A 2nd attempt at story writingBeth and Ian had grown up together. They lived near each other and their parents had been very close friends since c***dhood. They thought of each other as brother and sister but of course they were not. However circumstances were about to change all that.They were both 18 and had both just come out of relationships. They decided to get together and have a what Beth called a sibling bitching session about the now ex partners. Beth also suggested that they...
Beth and Sissy Copyright CassandraToday 2016 Beth stood up and walked from the bed to the far side of the room, over to the ... what is it? thought Sissy; it looks like a St Andrew's Cross lying on its back, with supports underneath to hold it at tabletop height. Beth turned, smiled at Sissy, and crooked her finger in an unmistakeable "come here" gesture. So enthusiastic at first, Sissy was now hesitant, as it sank in that this would be reality, not fantasy. She rose and started...
Back to town and back to work. George Stankovich had left a message with a name and phone number of a company that produced complex molded plastic parts and mentioned what they were looking for might be right up my alley. I called and talked to Nils Johansson, the owner. "Tommy, we've got the same problem Chuck Jones had: High-gloss parts with little surface detail, except ours are black plastic. Can you help us?" "Well, I can't really say without seeing the parts. Can we set up a time...
"TOMMY! BETH!" I looked up and saw Sue Webber waving her hand over her head. I wasn't surprised to see her, even though we hadn't made any arrangement for them to pick us up. I looked at Beth and got a blank shrug. "I don't know, Tommy." We had just cleared Customs at Nassau International and were waiting for our luggage when our Caribbean friend hailed us. "Hi, what are you doing here?" I asked Sue after the mandatory—and quite enjoyable—hugs. "Waiting for you two, of...
It was certainly turning out to be an interesting summer. Beth, Jason's sixteen-year-old niece, was staying with him for two months while her parents were away on business. Much to his amazement, somehow, they ended up being lovers. After three weeks of hanging out together and having mind-blowing sex, they settled into somewhat of a routine. They would get up, hang by the pool or go into town for the morning, and come home. Jason would work on his next project during the afternoon, then after...
IncestEighteen-year-old Michael threw his head back and smiled broadly while his best friend's mom earnestly worked her closed fist up and down his engorged hard-on. The many candles in the room cast wavering long shadows that enhanced the motion and the sense that what was going on in the Caldwell living room was dark and dangerous.Michael shifted his position to the side of the couch and pulled Beth by her shoulders to get her into a position where he could more comfortably get a hand behind her...
My wife Beth and I recently moved to a new city and haven't had an opportunity to make any new friends yet. When I asked her what she wanted for her birthday present this year, she didn't hesitate to tell me that she wanted to meet some new friends and have a gang bang. Ever since we were in high school she's enjoyed having more than one cock to play with, I found this out on our first date. Since then we've had quite a bit of experience with this lifestyle. I have already started working on...
“Sarah said I’d find you here” I said as I sat down gently next to Bethany on the jetty by the boat house. Beth was sitting on the edge, her high heels dumped on the planks beside her, her legs swinging out over the water. Beth kept looking ahead “Yeah she said you wanted to talk?” Eh, wait a sec. Oh I see, that’s how it was. Sarah had set us up. I said grinning “that sister of yours, she is something isn’t she? She told me you wanted to talk to me too”. Beth took a sharp intake of breath....
It was snowing when I got up Monday morning just like the ten o'clock news said it would. I'd set my alarm ahead a few minutes since I knew getting to school would be a hassle. I was just pulling my jacket on dreading the thought of cleaning off my car when the phone rang. "Tommy, why don't I drive today? I'll use the Jeep, it'll work better in this mess." Beth was thinking ahead, obviously. "Okay, I'll be waiting at the end of the driveway on the top of Mount Snow Plow." Beth...
There's something about coming back to school that first day, especially after the Christmas/New Year break that's even tougher than most. Beth was as down as I was as she dragged herself out of the house, plopped down in the car. "Do we have to do this?" Not a good sign from someone who normally enjoys school, who thinks homework was just another challenging game. If my princess wasn't ready for today, what chance did I have? "Yeah, unfortunately, we do, but look at the bright...
Beth was the very lovely wife of Dave, one of our neighbors who lived down the street from my wife and me. Beth was stunningly attractive with her long brown hair, dark green eyes and effervescent smile. She had a thin build and could have easily been a model, had she desired to pursue such a profession. Instead, she opted to remain a stay-at-home mother to three kids.Beth was thirty-five but looked much younger due to her work out regimen that included daily jog around the neighborhood. She...
Quickie SexIt was almost noon before the couple stirred in bed. The sunlight streaming through the window found them contented, if somewhat tired. After kissing each other good morning, Jim brought his head down to her chest and idly played with her nipples. “I have to tell you Beth, what we did in the bathroom yesterday really excited me. Hearing you peeing, I started imagining what it must look like. I hadn’t really thought about it before, but a woman peeing is so different from a guy. With us it’s...
Continued from Part 2 CHAPTER 25 - Calling SylviaI felt grubby, so I went and had a shower. The hot water washed away some sadness about my Daddy as well as the dirt. But I still worried that I scared him off. Ah well, what's done is done, and I have to go on. I dried myself, put on a bit of makeup (not sure why) and padded back to the bedroom to get dressed.I saw Sylvia's number and paused a moment, then turned to my dresser to pick out clothes. I checked the weather on my phone and saw it...
Incest"Mr. Randahl, do the arts contribute to society or are they a drain on resources needed elsewhere?" It was Monday morning and Grossfeldt was in his usual mode—hassle the troops and see what comes of it. If he thought he was going to get a yes or no answer from me ... well, by now he should have known better. "That's a pretty loaded question, sir. They are a drain on resources if you consider the money used to support museums and institutions like this one could be used for things like...