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The Adventures of Karen - Part 57 – Education - 2
'Stop!'
Greta made a decision. 'Stay there and wait while I make a few adjustmentsfor our victim, she looks a little uncomfortable, don't you think?' Greta turnedand looked at Karen.
Karen was wary, wondering if this was a trick question, intended to provokean excuse for more torments at some stage. 'Well, yes, I suppose it could bea little uncomfortable, but, I do believe she could get used to it after atime.' Karen congratulated herself on her tact.
'Indeed, yes, but a few refinements will help us here, I think.' As she spokeGreta walked over to Karen and handed her the phallus, savoring it's heroicsize. 'Here my dear, amuse yourself with that while I make these adjustments.'
Karen accepted the proffered dildo and felt a thrill as she ran her fingertipsaround the pronounced rim and over the simulated ridges and veins. She watchedGreta carefully.
Greta paused before she moved over to the mechanism controlling the bondagebench.
Looking across at Lisa, she smiled sympathetically. 'Lisa my dear, you maygo to your room and have a nice refreshing shower. After you have finished,I'm sure you'll feel much better. You can come back here then to see how thelesson proceeds.' Greta looked briefly at Agnes before she continued. 'Anddon't forget to wear some of your highest heels!'
Satisfied that Lisa would do as she was told she walked over to Agnes. Lookingat her reclining posture she checked the height of her head above the floor,before she adjusted the headboard to its narrowest width, a width she choseso that Agnes would have no choice but to keep her head more or less still,unless she wanted it to fall off and cause herself considerable neck pain.Moving down the taut naked body she paused at Agnes' pubic area. Casually sheslapped the coarse hair atop the mound a couple of times.
'Now, what have we here? I suspect you trimmed this back recently, it seemsto be reasonably tidy, especially down here.' As she spoke Greta ran her fingersroughly over the cool dry labia. 'You do seem a little dry too, never mind,we can soon sort that problem out!' She laughed before continuing. 'Now, thiscovering really should go, you know. Perhaps we could dry shave it for you.Would you like that?'
'Oh no, please, no, I beg you.'
'There again, a wet shave or a nice slow waxing would be good.'
'Please, Greta, please, let me shave it for you if that is what you want.'Agnes looked tearful.
'Mistress Greta to you, may I remind you. You are in no position to be disrespectful,.You are, however, in a position that will perhaps help teach you how to treatyour Mistress. Now, about this mess.' Greta paused and tugged viciously ata few hairs between the wide spread legs. 'No, I have a much better idea, youwill do that job yourself and I will give you some suitable tweezers to doit. Nice and thorough, nice and slow, and above all nice and painful. And thepain will be all the sweeter because you will inflict it with your own hand.'
'No, I couldn't, I just couldn't, p-please don't make me do that. Anythingelse but not that.' Agnes began to cry in earnest.
'Oh, but you will, you will. Later, when we have finished here with the firstpart of your training you will make sure that you are as smooth as nature intended.Do it properly or I shall command slave Lisa to whip your... your dry and worthlesscunt.'
Seeing Agnes' reluctant acceptance, Greta continued to walk along the bench,rubbing her hands roughly on the naked thighs and legs. 'Yes, I see what'sneeded.' She bent over and made some adjustments so that Agnes' outstretchedlegs were lowered until her feet were roughly on the same level as her head.As she did this she made sure that the middle of the bench remained in itselevated position. Standing back she admired her handiwork. She felt well satisfied.Agnes lay outstretched, her arms spread and held high over her shoulders, herlegs widespread and, as a centerpeice, her pubic area elevated above and heldhorizontally above the rest of the helpless body by several inches.
'I think that will do, although, perhaps...' Greta paused and picked up acouple of straps, held them up and admired the twin rows of raised metal studson the inside face. Turning back towards Agnes, she bent over and fastenedthem around the upper thighs. 'There we are, perfection at last! I think youmight appreciate those little teasers there. All you have to do to avoid themhurting yourself is to lie perfectly still, otherwise, whenever your legs move,you may experience, as my dentist says, some momentary discomfort.' Greta laughedand turned at last towards Karen who was still standing and holding the dildo.
'What? I thought I told you to amuse yourself. Why haven't you done so? Don'tyou fancy handling something as generous as that, perhaps.' Greta was clearlyupset as she stormed over to Karen.
'But, I didn't realise that I had ...'
'When I say something I mean it, surely you realise that by now. Now, standthere and start using it on yourself. Wait! Move over there a little so thatmy friend here can see exactly what it looks like when a nice reasonable sizedtoy is used on a well lubricated cunt.' Greta began grinning. 'I do presumethat your cunt is as wet as it usually is!'
'Yes Mistress, Mistress Greta.' Karen blushed, a rare occurrence for her,but the direct reference to her natural reactions was a little unexpected.She walked a short way towards the supine Agnes. 'Do you want me to lie inthe floor?'
'Certainly not! Do it standing up. I'm sure you've fucked enough times standingagainst a wall somewhere. And, no doubt, you stood in a corner and used oneof those ... toys before now. Do it!'
Karen felt a flush as she admitted to herself that everything Greta had saidwas true. Surely, she thought, the fact that she had indulged in the pleasuresof the flesh many times in public, and semi-public, places where, of necessity,she had had to stand up was no different to anyone else. As for standing andusing a dildo on herself, she thought that that was perhaps a minor invasionof her personal life. Not that she had a personal life any more, she acknowledgedruefully. No, she had to admit that Greta was correct, she had masturbated,using a variety of dildoes, many times in the warm privacy of her bathroomover the years, and, in fact, there were times, perhaps too many times, whenshe truly enjoyed the sensation.
'Well?' Greta's voice broke into her thoughts. 'Get on with it!'
With the experience of long practise, she opened her legs and bent her kneesslightly, lowering her genital area to more or less eye level for the captiveAgnes. Carefully, and very very slowly, she fingered her wet labia apart andinserted the grotesquely large glans into herself. Pausing a couple of timesin the process, she began to slowly insert the phallus a few inches deeperand then withdrew it until the swollen head almost, but not quite, escapedfrom the warm embrace of her engorged labia. Repeating the process she managed,after a dozen or more strokes to insert the intruder as deep as it was possibleinto her sensitive channel. Appreciating the pleasure it was giving to her,she closed her eyes and swayed unsteadily on her feet as she began to masturbatewith a smooth rhythmic action.
Agnes, despite her initial revulsion, could not stop staring as the slick,firm, rubber phallus entered and re-entered the willing receptacle.
'Enough, enough for now. Take it out and lick it clean.' Greta smiled maliciouslyas she knew just how near Karen was to yet another orgasm.
Slowly, reluctantly, Karen withdrew the intruder and savored the final rubbingas the extravagant rim scraped across the ultra sensitive spongy flesh justinside her well lubricated channel.
Seeing the look on Agnes' face, Greta spoke sharply. No, wait! Offer it toour pupil here, she may as well have a little treat before the lesson begins.'
Karen permitted herself a fleeting smile as she held up the glistening phallusand brought it towards Agnes. Agnes, in turn, stared, fascinated and horrifiedas the wet warm toy was waved under her nose. Catching the heady sweet aromaof Karen's juices she couldn't avoid grimacing at the, to her, distasteful,aroma. 'No. please, please Karen, please don't make me do that. I just can'tdo that sort of thing' Please!'
'Oh, really, I never knew you felt like that.' Greta was suddenly interestedat Agnes' reaction. 'And here I am, thinking how much you enjoyed sucking cocks.Perhaps you would prefer that these two handsome specimens here were able togo down your throat.'
'Oh, please Greta, only sometimes, but please, not now, I'm so uncomfortablelike this, I couldn't possibly … '
'Nonsense! Of course you could, and you could just as easily suck on Karen'sdildo. I can easily fit a nice big ring gag you know, or perhaps that evildental gag that you like using on other unfortunates.'
Greta paused and tuned to Karen. 'Come over here and show her how it shouldbe done. I know you just love the taste of your own juices.' As she spoke shecasually rubbed her hand over Agnes' dangling breasts. 'As for you my dearpupil, I shall be kind to you. Look and learn. Your chance may come later.'She smiled maliciously and moved aside so that Karen could be in full view.
Looking Agnes straight in the eye Karen provocatively raised the wet andglistening phallus to her lips and licked it clean. Licked it clean with slowsensuous strokes of her pink tongue, savoring the sweet salty flavor of herown juices.
'Good, good! I think she gets the idea by now. Just hold onto it for a momentwhile we get things ready.' As she spoke she directed her gaze towards thewaiting male slaves. 'Bring that into position now, I think everything is inorder.'
Ken and Peter had been standing quietly, heads bowed submissively waitingfor further instructions. As they had stood naked their erections had subsidedalthough both of their cocks were still tumescent, still slightly engorged,still hanging more or less horizontally.
Greta looked at them approvingly, noting the state of their well used cocks.The fact that their erections had subsided was not surprising she thought,after all although they were surrounded by naked, and in one case helpless,women, even the mere male had at times to take a rest. Such a shame, she thought,that the male has such difficulty in maintaining a satisfactory state of arousal.She smiled to herself pondering her plans for her husband, yet again absenton some business trip or other. Never mind about that, she corrected herself,his time is nearly up, his fate will soon be decided. But, she reminded herself,Agnes had to be broken and re-trained first.
'Now, move that machine into position, you know exactly where it has to go.'
Greta turned and smiled at Karen as the naked males lifted up the deviceand carried it towards the naked and helpless Agnes. Towards her. Between herwide stretched legs.
'Good, good! Place it there and pass me that holder, if you please.' Gretawas unusually polite to her favorite male. Ken bowed his head respectfullyand handed Greta a curious metal pole, some three feet long and about two inchesin diameter. One end was plain and covered in a simple metal cap, but the otherend was fitted with a long wide screw, and a couple of electrical wires weredangling from a hole in the side of the tube.
As he handed the device to Greta Karen leant forward to see exactly whatwas going on. She wondered at the device and noted that at the plain end therewas a small socket, presumably provided so that some connection could be madeto the wires hanging freely at the other end.
Greta noticed Karen's interest and motioned her forwards. 'Here, hold thismy dear, you can do the necessary work here once I have made the correct adjustments.I just love to supervise the education process.' She walked round Agnes outstretchedleg and towards the machine standing ready. Adjusting a few clips and leversshe held her hand out. Give me that now!'
Working quickly, Greta slipped the pole into a pair of clamps fitted to alever on top of the machine. 'Good, now a quick test.' She bent over and flickeda switch. Immediately the metal arm began to move slowly back and forwardsover a distance of some six inches. 'Good, good!', she murmured before sheswitched the machine off, 'Come here my dear and you can do the rest.' As shespoke she straightened up and walked around Agnes' naked leg and positionedherself by the side of the bondage bench. 'You, my dear, can fit that dildoon to the end of the pole. Screw it on nice and tight, it has a lot of workto do, you know!'
Cautiously, Karen moved around and stood close to the machine, her bare backbrushing lightly against Agnes' naked leg. Holding the dildo carefully, stillwarm from it's recent immersion deep inside her channel, she carefully screwedthe dildo onto the end of the pole. Looking at Greta she began to speak.
'Mistress...'
'No, you're not finished yet, just clip those wires onto the contacts justthere. Greta pointed to the small connection nestling at the base of the dildo.Karen nodded silently and carefully inserted the wires into the connector.
'And now plug that other wire to the other end of the pole, if you please.'
Again Karen complied soundlessly before she looked up at Greta for furtherinstructions.
'One final test, before we carry on.' Greta smiled at Karen before she lookedat Agnes. 'Now, you see, we have an interesting device here. I can use it directlyby going back and flicking a few switches or, and I know you'll like this,I can use this remote control here.' She held up a small black box, one facecovered with buttons of various colors. ' I know you can't see what is goingon but just listen carefully and you'll get the idea.'
Looking at the machine briefly, checking its position, Greta pressed theremote control. Immediately the motor whirred and the shaft began to move slowlybackwards and forwards. Agnes could hear the steady murmur of the pole as itoscillated in its guides.
'You like?' Greta was smiling broadly. 'Now listen to this.' Pressing somemore buttons the sound changed and the movement became faster as the dildomounted at the end of the pole began to move faster and faster. Karen, standingnext to the device, was impressed. The dildo was moving along it's pre-determinedpath at a speed which seemed almost impossible to match by any manual use ofthe dildo. As she watched the length of the stroke changed, first much shorterand then longer.
Agnes looked increasingly worried. 'Now, my dear, there's more to come.'Greta sniggered. 'But let's save that for later. Karen my dear, you may placethat thing next to it's new home.' As she spoke she switched the machine offand moved towards Karen. 'Now, just insert it into our friend here, I knowshe'll get to like it ... eventually!' Greta loosened the clamps to allow Karento position the pole. 'Don't be afraid, it won't bit you know. Just put thefirst inch or so inside her and then we'll be ready to begin the first lesson.'
Karen stared and cautiously tried to move the pole, avoiding the rubber phallus.Surprised at how easily it moved she carefully positioned the bulbous headagainst the dry labial flaps. Delicately she began to pry them apart with gentlefingers.
Agnes shuddered at the human contact with her most sensitive and secret parts.
Karen cautiously opened the labia and guided the head of the dildo betweenthem until it was resting against the vaginal entrance. Greta, who was watchingcuriously, suddenly peered closely. 'Oh my, oh my, look at what we have here.'As she spoke she prodded Agnes' flesh with her fingertip. 'Just look at that!'
Agnes felt herself flush with embarrassment. She knew, with an awful awareness,just what had excited Greta's curiosity and interest. Knowing Greta as shedid she knew that this revelation was something to be feared.
Karen began to push the phallus into the softly yielding flesh, despite thedifficulties of probing dry flesh.
'Stop! Not yet, I've changed my mind. We'll have to get her lubricated anyway.Just wait a minute and...'
The sound of the dungeon door opening interrupted Greta in mid-sentence.The clicking of spike heels echoed around the silent room as Lisa, naked, freshlyshowered and powdered, walked towards her mistress.
'... and, and as I was just saying. Lisa, come here and look at this. Seewhat we have discovered.'
Lisa walked dutifully towards the couple standing at Agnes' elevated andnaked pubis as Agnes flushed with continuing embarrassment and mounting apprehension.
End of Part 57
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