The Company Picnic
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It was a glorious spring afternoon! The main path that wound its way
through the center of the Gardens was lined on either side by cherry trees
that were in full bloom. The rain and wind from the night before had
covered the asphalt path in a smattering of blossom petals that turned it
into a sea of pink stars. We walked along the path together in silence
for awhile, all three of us taking in the beautiful sites around us.
Cocooned as I was beneath the lace parasols and surrounded my companions I
was blissfully unaware of the people around me, normally something I would
be fretting about under these circumstances. The air was filled with the
fragrance of spring, complemented by the beautiful perfume of my
companions. Oh but I was happy! All of the attention these two beautiful
young women had showered me with since we met had given me a confidence I
never felt with my governess. They really seemed to like ME, the Lolita
ME. They thought I was cute and they loved my outfit! Safely surrounded
by my two companions I felt happy to be who I was for the first time.
There was a magic in that moment I will not soon forget, but like all
perfect moments it came to an end.
"Rats! All of the picnic tables seem to be taken. We are going to have
to find a patch of shade under a tree and lay out Melissa's lovely quilt,"
exclaimed Lucy. Although clearly not what she intended, her comment
brought me back to the present and a painful awareness of the stares from
many of the passers by.
"How about over there?" I asked as I motioned towards a large oak tree off
behind a hedgerow.
"Oh that won't do at all. We came out here to show off our new outfits
and our new friend! Did you see all of the nice looks we are getting?"
replied Sue.
"I think this tree over here will do nicely," said Lucy, pointing toward a
tree down a side path that was in plain view of everyone. I groaned,
inwardly I thought, but Sue squeezed my arm, got up on her tiptoes, and
whispered in my ear.
"You are not going to get off that easily sweety! I want to show off my
new doll to everyone in town!"
We spread out the quilt and my companions took their seats, clearly
waiting for me to serve lunch. I brought out each of the bento boxes,
which were wrapped in decorative napkins that my governess had me
embroider over the past few weeks and handed them out. The girls were
clearly impressed with my presentation and were effusive in their
compliments. They asked about the embroidery and when I indicated it was
mine Sue looked at me and said, "You really must embroider something for
me Melissa! You are quite good!". Oh what a powerful aphrodisiac
compliments are! I really did not like embroidering at all, it was
tedious and Ms. Smith was a terrible perfectionist when it came to it, but
those long hours of ripping out stitching to redo it all melted away in
their appreciation. Sue motioned for me to sit next to her and so I
joined her on the blanket, careful to arrange my petticoats and skirt so
as to maintain my modesty. We unwrapped our bentos, arranging our napkins
carefully upon our laps and began to eat with the chopsticks contained
under the lid.
"Melissa, you are an amazing domestic goddess! I can't believe how well
you can cook, sew, and I am sure clean. What a wonderful wife you would
make!" said Lucy in between bites of seaweed wrapped rice and glazed
teriyaki chicken.
"Oh, I agree Lucy. That, or a wonderful live in domestic!" replied Sue.
"So how long have you been with Sarah, I mean Ms. Smith?" asked Lucy.
"Since Last Fall Miss. After she finished up with the last of her summer
students I moved in." I replied.
"Were you sent to her, or did you contact her by yourself?" asked Sue.
"I......contacted her on my own."
"Really? I have never heard of anyone willingly becoming a student of Ms.
Sarah Smith! Of course when she called us to arrange this date, I
couldn't believe she had taken on such a.....unique student. She has only
ever taken on young girls." replied Lucy.
"Pardon me Miss, but how do you and Sue know Ms. Smith?" I had been dying
to ask this very question since their discussion out on the porch. Sue
and Lucy looked at each other and exchanged knowing glances. Sue motioned
towards Lucy to begin.
"Well, Sarah is my Aunt. I always saw her at family events and holidays
but generally kept my distance from her as she always seemed so fussy and
proper. Frankly, all the cousins and nephews really didn't like her at
all because she was always so strict." We all smiled at her last comment!
"None of us (the kids that is), really knew what she did for a living, but
around my 16th birthday I found out when my parents insisted I spend the
summer with her. I had grown increasingly bratty and uncontrollable into
my teen years and by 16 I was practically failing out of school. So off
they carted me to Aunty Sarah's where I met Sue......"
"I was sent for the same reasons as her," interjected Sue.
".....So there we were, two wild teenagers put into the care of a strict
disciplinarian straight out of a Dickens novel. It was definitely a rough
summer for both of us, but by the end she had taught us self respect which
we both desperately needed."
"Not to mention how to cook, and clean, and dress, and speak, and......"
added Sue with a laugh.
"We both HATED her so much in the beginning, but by the end of the summer
we had all become so close. Sue and I went back several summers after
that to help her with each new group of charges and to share in the
wonderful life she has created," said Lucy.
"Plus it was SO.....fulfilling.....to help other girls out who were in the
same place Lucy and I were when she set us straight. After that first
summer we both went back to our schools and became straight A students.
When college came around we just couldn't work our summers out to be with
Sarah anymore so we were both surprised when she reached out to us to ask
for our help with her new student," said Sue.
"And so here we are, helping out the new girl!" exclaimed Lucy with a big
smile that turned into Sue and Lucy giggling.
"Now Sarah told us not to pry into your past..." said Sue, looking around,
"BUT, since she isn't here I have to know what made you choose to do
this?"
"Sue, we promised......" said Lucy.
"Oh come on Lucy, you are dying to know too," said Sue, cutting her off.
"I....um.....it's...." I stammered.
"Now, now.... what kind of a lady stammers like that? Shoulders back,
eyes front and answer like a young woman of culture," demanded Sue. How
many times had I heard that from my governess these past few months and
here was this young woman, ordering me to answer her, and with ladylike
diction! It felt like an electric tingle was running through me and
straight to my nethers. Oh but I was desperate to avoid tumescence!
Every morning my governess ensures that my manhood is tightly locked away
for the day in the most diabolic of devices that is designed to make any
swelling an agonizing affair. I hoped that if I stayed focused on the
conversation I would avoid the growing excitement of being under the
control of my two young and beautiful companions. I sat up straight, and
looking directly into Sue's smirking face, I told the story of how I ended
up in the care of my strict governess.
I had just begun my story when Sue and Lucy looked up behind me and I saw
a very shy smile cross Lucy's face.
"Jon!" she exclaimed and stood up.
I rose with her, as did Sue and turned around to see a boy, well young man
really, probably in his 20's standing just to the side of the tree we were
picnicking under. He wore what were very anachronistic clothes. Brown
tweed trousers, a vest with a gear motif over a linen shirt , and a
battered brown top hat with, strange goggles pulled over them. He
slouched against the tree and looked at us with a casual disinterest that
connoted a sense of superiority. He looked me over, with obvious
amusement and the shame began to burn inside me again. It was quickly
followed by a growing pain in my privates as I began to swell. My shame
deepend. Why did it excite me SO to be humiliated like this?!
"Hey." he said. Lucy went over to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek
and then stood very close to him. It was obvious she was VERY smitten
with him, what was not as clear was his interest in her.
"It's great to see you! Have you set up for the croquet demonstration
yet?" she asked.
"No, I was just heading over there when I saw you, Sue, and......"
"Oh wow, sorry! This is Melissa! She is the guest of my aunt I was
telling you about."
Oh no! I REALLY hated being introduced as Melissa to other....men. How
much did she tell this kid?!
"Hi, um Melissa," he said, somewhat awkwardly as he looked me over.
"Manners young lady!" Sue whispered in my ear as she came up behind me and
placed my left hand in her right hand and squeezed. I stiffened at her
rebuke and touch, and I felt the pain in my nether region grow.
"Hello Sir, very nice to meet you," I said, almost as a reflex to Sue's
obvious rebuke, while I bobbed a curtsy. He smiled and his face showed a
mixture of discomfort and....amusement? I turned beat red again and
realized that Sue had not only not let go of my hand, but had moved closer
to me.
"So Jon, do you need any help setting up?" Lucy asked.
"Yeah, sure. You want to help?" he asked, looking at me with the hint of
a smirk. Lucy, who had not drifted far from Jon's side after she kissed
him broke out in a huge grin, which faded to a slight frown.
"Oh, we'd love to Jon, but I promised my aunt we would look after
Melissa," she said.
Pushing himself from the tree, he shrugged. "Oh, a big girl like that
can't take care of herself....." he began with the damn superior hint of a
smirk, but he was quickly cut off by Sue.
"Oh Lucy, don't be ridiculous! I can look after our charge while you help
Jon setup for the demonstration! We'll see you there in an hour."
"I don't know Sue," Sue began, "my Aunt was pretty specific..."
"Geeze Lou! Melissa is a perfect young lady, and your Aunt isn't here
right now! Go on! Have fun!"
Lucy was clearly torn. It was obvious she liked this annoying, and
arrogant, kid, but she seemed really reluctant to leave Sue and me alone.
"OK!" she said and she placed her arm through Jon's when he casually
offered it to her.
"Before you go Lou, can you hand me the flower? I'm sure I won't need
it...."
"Sure, here." Lucy said as she fished out my governess' "trainer". Jon
looked at it quizzically but said nothing about it.
"See you girls later!" He said as he tipped his hat and then he and Sue
walked off.
"Mmmm, alone at last my pretty!" Sue whispered in my ear as she pressed up
against me. The press turned into a push and I was gently, but firmly,
propelled by Sue up against the tree. I turned around to face her to see
her grinning from ear to ear like a cheshire cat! She still held my hand
in hers and she reached up with her free hand to brush some stray hairs
out of my face.
"Lucy is nuts for that guy. I think he is an ass and is just stringing
her along, but Lucy just doesn't listen! I would never have volunteered
to help him out except Lucy begged me and promised we could have some fun
with you! Well, can we have some fun?" She asked innocently as she looked
up at me, her grin still wide.
"Miss....I....um...." I stammered. What was going on here? I had just gone
from an intensely humiliating experience to now being lasciviously toyed
with by this very beautiful, and young, woman. I was in agony now, my
member straining hard to become erect in it's firm prison. I was grateful
for the layers of petticoats and skirts that hid my cage.
"Oh what terrible diction young lady!" she said with clear laughter in her
voice. "Why if we were not in public right now I would put you over my
knee and give you 10 strokes of my hair brush!" She noticed the look of
discomfort on my face and the quickly followed up, "Oh, don't look so
pained, I'm just kidding!"
"It's not that Miss....." I began, and then realized I shouldn't have said
anything.
"Well, what is it then?" she asked, now unfortunately curious.
"It's my....." I looked down at my skirt and in an instant she understood
and her grin returned.
"Why MISS Melissa!" She began with a faux southern accent, "Have you
succombed to my wicked charms?" And she pressed into me, her free hand
pressing through layers of frills until her had rested upon my prison.
She looked up at me in surprise.
"What is that?!" she whispered looking at me intently, with more than just
idle interest clear in her voice.
"It's my cage" I whispered back, my blush returning and my privates
surging anew against their harsh prison.
"Oh I want to see it!" she said, still holding my cage and feeling the
obvious twitching she was causing.
"I can't show you here!" I blurted out.
She laughed, and then released my hand and reached up and put her index
finger to my lips. "Shhh," she whispered, "obviously not here, but I know
where!"
With that she reached back down and grabbed my hand again and pulled me on
to the path where people were walking. I didn't even notice the stares of
the people we passed as she dragged me along. I was barely able to keep
up with her in my high heeled boots! She lead us to a small stand of
bamboo beside what was an obvious garden shed and carefully picked her way
between the shed and bamboo with me in tow. There was a hollow behind the
stand of bamboo that was well hidden from view.
"I kissed my first boy here when I was in middle school!" she said with
mischief in her eyes. "It's a nice secluded place for naughty things!"
"Now, pull up that skirt and show me!" Her voice was forceful, and husky.
Was she becoming excited by the thought of having a skirted man under her
heel? I looked at her and could see she was flushed. Was it simply from
our mad dash to this secret hideout?
"I'm waiting young lady!" she said with growing impatience. as she knelt
down before me. I reluctantly reached down and began to raise my skirt
and petticoats.
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