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Work blues

Chapter 1

STAFF TRAINING – Part 2

Another Melody Mitchell story


Melody spent the whole day in a confused state of both denial and anticipation, wondering if it had all been a dream and whether Tracy would continue with what she had started the night before.

It was late in the afternoon when, at last, Tracy phoned and asked her, rather curtly to hand the phone to Steve.

Melody watched anxiously as Steve, a grin growing on his face, listened to Tracy. After a couple of minutes, he said, ‘sure will’ and hung up.

“What did she want? What did she say?’ Melody gabbled as soon as the phone was safely back on its cradle.

A somewhat mischievous smile remained on Steve’s face ‘Well it seems you are having guests round tonight and that I am going out so that you can entertain them properly.’

He walked towards kitchen but stopped at the door, grinning ‘oh, and Tracy says you are to wear black stockings and suspenders, your tiniest panties and a matching lacy bra under that pleated skirt and cream blouse you like to wear to the office, when you are feeling bossy!’

Melody was about to retort that she never feels bossy, but Steve held up his hand ‘that’s what she said, don’t go on at me about it.’

So, at seven-thirty Steve drove off, leaving Melody alone in the living room, a sinking feeling in her stomach tinged with more than a little excitement. She was dressed as directed and the cameras were ready on their stands.

By quarter past eight Melody was caught in a state between relief and panic. Relief because the girl next door had not turned up but panic about what Tracy would say about it upon her arrival in fifteen minutes time. She had drunk two large glasses of red wine and was pouring a third when she heard a car door bang and rushed to the front door.

Expecting Tracy, she was startled to find it was the young girl from next door obviously arriving home from horse riding as she was fully clad in jodhpurs, boots, tight ribbed jumper and a pink riding crop clutched in her hand. As Melody opened the door the girl turned, equally startled by the sudden encounter "Er, hello, I’ve been riding" she stammered unnecessarily, remembering the last time they had 'spoken'.

Melody’s thoughts sped to Tracy's imminent arrival "Would you like to come in for a drink, or something?" She said, struggling to sound as matter of fact as she could.

"Well, I was going to get changed out of these things, but a drink might be nice” the girls voice was shaky, and she moved hesitantly towards Melody’s open front door "is your friend here?"

"No. Er - not yet" Melody blushed at the question "she's coming over soon though"

Inside the living room Melody got them both large glasses of wine and they exchanged names. Tina, as her name turned out to be, gulped her drink as quickly as Melody did, the nerves of the situation clearly evident. A second glass was poured and the small talk, about the garden and the weather was just about tapered out before Tina, the second wine strengthening her resolve, asked "That girl who was here last night, is she your girlfriend?"

Melody coughed as her drink caught in her throat "No, no, no, last night was the first time she's been here. She works with me, and well, things just got a bit out of hand last night"

"Well she certainly seemed to know how to get you going" Tina giggled “what was it you said to me last night anyway?"

Melody was sure the girl had understood what she had screamed out from the sink and was just testing the water again. Unsure herself about whether she wanted to continue she heard the front door bell chime.

"I said I wanted to fuck you!" She half shouted as she jumped up and fled to the hall to answer the door.

"Well, is she here, what’s her name?" Tracy asked as she swept into the hall, tossing a large grip on the hall floor.

"Yes, she’s here, her name is Tina, and she's in the sitting room” Melody’s words shot out of her mouth.

"Good. Now then show me that your nice hubby passed on my instructions about what you are to wear" Tracy's voice was firm and commanding.

Melody hesitantly lifted the hem of the pleated work skirt to reveal the black stockings and suspender belt along with the tiniest triangle of lace that constituted the front of her panties.

‘Very good. And now show me the bra.’ She said coolly
Melody, her fingers shaking, undid the buttons of the cream blouse and pulled it open to show the transparent lacy bra which was struggling to contain her heavy 40DD boobs.

‘ok, that’s fine. Do yourself up and get me a drink’ she added over her shoulder as walked into the sitting room.

Tina jumped up as Tracy came in and her face flushed as Tracy spoke "Nice arse, darling. Turn around so that I can see it properly." Turning hesitantly Tina presented her bottom clad in its stretch fabric covering for Tracy’s viewing.

Tracy admiring the firm cheeks placed a disk in the DVD player and turned on both video cameras before moving close to Tina and placing the palms of her hands on the jodhpur covered bottom.

"You liked what you saw last night didn't you my darling. Liked seeing me make Melody expose herself and come for you, didn’t you?"

Tina, her bottom twitching under the other girl’s touch replied in a semi whisper "yes, I did."

"Good because I want to do the same to you tonight” Tracy whispered in reply, reaching round to take the other girls breasts in her hands before continuing "If you want me to make you come, and come like you've never come before, you'll have to do exactly what I tell you to. Understand?"

Tina nodded in agreement as Tracy took a hold of her nipples and fingered them through the taught material of her jumper and sensible bra. At that moment Melody re-entered the sitting room carrying three large wine glasses full to the brim of red wine.

"Turn around and show Tina that gorgeous fat arse of yours Melody my darling” Tracy commanded.

Melody, shocked at being spoken to by Tracy in that way none the less placed the glasses of wine on the coffee table and rather demurely lifted her skirt up over her waist to reveal the multitude of thin red stripes of the previous night’s caning.

Tracy, a smile of pure triumph on her face continued "You see Tina, after she had shown herself to you our Melody here begged to have her fat bottom caned, and as you can see I did as she asked!"

Tina's eyes opened wide as she feasted them upon Melody’s discomfort and the welts of her behind, as she did Tracy slid one hand down to the front of her clinging jodhpurs to rub gently at her fanny. Pleased to feel the girl respond by pushing her hips forward to meet the pressure as it was applied she went on "I also fucked her with a carrot and a cucumber and I licked her fanny till she came. Now, do you want the same things done to you? If you don’t then you'd better go straight home."

Tina hesitantly reached out and touched the red welts that criss-crossed her neighbours arse, causing Melody to jump and gasp, before turning her face to Tracy and saying "Yes, I do want the same."

She closed her eyes and presented her mouth subserviently for Tracy to kiss. Which, to Melody’s surprise, she did sinking her tongue between the giving lips to probe deeply into her mouth. By the time Tracy pulled away Tina was panting, and her legs had begun to tremble with excitement.

‘Hmmmmm nice’ Tracy said as she stood back, reviewing the two women as if they were cattle at a show before issuing orders. Melody was to fetch rope, cuffs and any other toys Steve used on her as well as Tracy’s bag from the hall whilst Tina was to go home and get suspender belt, underwear and stockings. By the time they had returned Tracy had finished her wine and had poured another which she drank with the others while they stood facing her in silence.

‘What a lovely pair of girls I have to play with’ Tracy said with a grin, enjoying their obvious discomfort ‘little Tina in her tight horsey clothes all eager to be played with, and Mrs Mitchell, who thought she was the big boss, itching to touch and be touched, use and be used like a common whore.’

She walked around them slowly ‘I do like you in your work clothes Mrs Mitchell, you always look so calm and collected as you waft through the office, all composure and ice maiden. I am going to love watching you beg to be humiliated wearing that outfit. You think it makes you look so professional, I want it to be so slutty.’

She moved to the blinds covering the large patio doors and opened them. Anyone in the gardens either side or walking along the bridleway at the back could now look in through the conservatory and see what was going on in the brightly lit living room.

Melody went to speak but Tracy cut her off ‘tut, tut, tut Mrs Mitchell. You will only speak when I tell you to. So, what shall I start with?’

Cupping Tina's tits in her hands Tracy pulled Melody’s mouth down to the proffered nipples as they hardened beneath her firm grasp. "Chew on those" she ordered.

Melody, ignoring the expanse of window, eagerly took the young girls breasts in her hands and began to chew on the soft flesh through the fabric of the jumper and bra while Tracy moved her attention to Tina's legs, easing them apart from behind so that she could run her hands in between her thighs to where they met her quim.

Tina, who had never experienced another woman in this way, was in a confused heaven as she was sandwiched between the others, their hands and mouths exploring her body. Tracy ran her fingers up the seam of Tina's tight-fitting trousers tracing a line from her anus to her quim, applying pressure as she reached the soft folds of her fanny. Gently, but firmly, rubbing against the rose bud of her passion.

Tracy was delighted as the girl edged back a little to provide the exploring fingers greater access. The pressure on her fanny coupled with Melody's attentions on her tits, the nipples of which were hardening and thrusting against her clothing, were making Tina's insides churn and when Melody took hold of her jumper and forced it up over her tits so that she could suck directly on her bra she slipped over the edge in to abandon. Reaching round Melody's back she scrabbled and groped at the other girl’s skirt pulling it up to gain access to her recently thrashed arse.

Melody moved closer to allow Tina to get a firm hold on her arse, which she did taking the pliant and still tender flesh in her fingers and needing it roughly. At the sensation of pain as Tina squeezed her nates Melody yanked the bottom of Tina’s sensible sports bra up over the twin orbs of firm flesh, exposing nipples surrounded by deep pink saucers against the white flesh of her small pert breasts. The nipples, firm and erect, presented the perfect target for her teeth and Melody wasted no time, nipping and chewing on the hardening points, causing Tina to groan and yelp in ecstasy.

Tina meanwhile grabbed the tiny strip of lace that was masquerading as panties and pulled it up firmly, the narrow strip forcing its way up into Melody’s fanny, then yanked them rhythmically, rubbing the lacy material against the lips of her quim. Melody relinquished the other girl’s nipples and lifted her head, so that their mouths met in a passionate kiss. Whilst they were still locked in this way Tracy took one of Melody's hands and guided it to the front of Tina pants, placing her fingers against the already aroused sex of the initiate. The other she wrapped around her waist so that Melody pulled the younger girl closer to her, pushing her crutch onto her hand. Melody, still exploring Tina's mouth with her tongue, watched as Tracy stepped back to pick up the crop and lay its length gently on Tina's bottom.

"Time for your bottom to learn who's in charge Tina, my love" Tracy called softly as she brought the riding crop back and laid a fairly gentle blow across the firm cheeks of Tina's arse.

Melody tightened her grip on the girl’s waist as the crop hit home but she felt no resistance. Tina only clenched her buttocks and groaned softly, her head sinking onto Melody’s shoulder. Melody increased the pressure of her rubbing between Tina's parted thighs, forcing the stretch fabric roughly against the groove of her fanny.

"Want Tracy to smack you again?" Melody spoke softly, but loud enough for Tracy, and the video cameras, to hear. Tina nodded and said she did. Tracy was thrilled to see Melody taking a part of Tina’s downfall into pain and passion, her excitement rose as Melody continued.

"Want Tracy to hit you really hard with the crop across your beautiful bottom?"

Tina, the feeling in her fanny carrying her away, responded "Yes, very hard, I've been naughty, I hit my horse with the crop for no reason today, I deserve to be beaten as well"

"Good girl” Melody cooed reassuringly, rubbing harder at her neighbour’s clit through the layers of fabric "you have been a bad girl, Tracy had better thrash you properly a few times on your jodhpurs, then I’ll take your pants down so that she can crop your bare bottom"

"Yes, oh yes please!" Tina pleaded just as Tracy lashed her for the second time, this time she cried out and grabbed Melody tightly. By the time the sixth had struck home Tina was a wreck, Melody’s hand trapped between her legs was playing havoc with her quim whilst the heat from the crop was searing through to her stomach.

Moving her hand from the other girl’s sex, Melody lifted Tina’s face and began to kiss at the tears, covering her face with gentle licks and touches. As their mouths met in a passionate kiss, Melody reached down and unclipped the front of Tina's trousers and pushed them, complete with cotton panties, down over her bottom. Tracy moved forward to help and Melody lifted the jumper and bra clear of Tina’s upper body so that the girl was left naked apart from her pants and jodhpurs bunched at the top of her high riding boots.

"Want some more?" Melody asked, reaching down to stroke Tina's tits. The girl dropped her chin and nodded "Yes I do."

Tracy broke in, her voice commanding and making both women jump, she’d had enough of Melody's self-assumed rise in stature "On your knees and lick her fanny Mrs Mitchell while I thrash her"

Melody immediately dropped and pressed her face against Tina’s triangle of thick fur, straining to reach her musk scented flesh with her tongue. Tina spread her thighs as far as the remaining clothing would allow and cried out as Melody finally latched onto her clit and began to suck and chew.

Tracy could hardly control herself, adjusting the cameras to gain best effect, she looked longingly at Tina's firm young bottom, the lines of the cropping faintly visible. ‘oh, they are going to love this in the office’ she said to herself, her hand rubbing gently at her own fanny.

Regaining her composure, she lifted the crop once again and brought it down hard across Tina’s now naked flesh. Tina exploded, screaming fit to burst. It was only Melody's firm grip on her waist that stopped her dancing round the room. Melody took advantage of the movement to thrust her tongue deeper into Tina's sex so that mixed with the pain came ecstasy.

"AHH! Oh, fucking hell yes!" Tina screamed "Hit me again - you are fucking bitch."

Tracy was only too pleased to comply. By the fourth stroke Tina had broken free of Melody's grip and fallen to her hands and knees so that Tracy was compelled to follow her as she crawled around the room landing regular blows across her buttocks until she sank down on to her stomach crying out, through the pain and passion, that she’d come.

Melody, staring at the livid red welts across Tina's arse as Tracy helped the sobbing girl up into a chair and placed a large glass of wine in her hand, became aware that Tracy's attention was now likely to be focused on her.

She wasn’t wrong.

Tracy picked up her phone, adjusted the video cameras and signalled Melody to the main part of the room near the expanse of widow where Steve’s desk stood against a wall. Taking a selection of the toys Melody had brought down earlier, she placed them in a drawer of the desk.

‘Photo time’ she grinned

‘What!’ Melody squeaked ‘what do you want me to do? The bloody neighbours will see.’

‘Oh dear – never mind’ Tracy laughed dismissively ‘We’d better make it worth their while then. We’ll start with you seated at the desk, all very professional, reading and answering the phone’ Tracy said in a matter of fact tone ‘then you can put on a show of exposing yourself slowly to me. Full-on porn shoots my darling, I am sure you know the type of thing I want.’

Melody demurely sat at the desk and went through the charade of picking up papers and reading them, pretending to talk on the phone, chewing the arm of Steve’s glasses and looking thoughtful.

‘Some leg now please Mrs Mitchell’ Tracy called softly, picking up Melody’s discarded and unlocked phone and starting to use it as well.

Melody shifted in the chair, angling it, and herself, towards Tracy and the video cameras, where Tracy was now busy taking photos of her on two phones. She took a deep breath and slid her skirt up exposing more and more leg and then the tops of her stockings. Standing and moving the chair out of the way, she saw that Tina, leg over one arm of the chair, was gently stroking herself as she watched Melody pose under Tracy’s direction. Her own clit twitched, being watched like that was all she needed to get fully immersed in the moment.

Tossing her hair, she began to smooth her hands over her body, stroking her lace covered breasts through the silky blouse. Running her tongue over her lips she rucked up the skirt and leant over the desk exposing her bottom to the cameras, slowly easing her legs apart to allow the lens to see further and further into the recesses of her inner thighs.

Rolling onto her back she slowly unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her sexy bra. Tweaking her thick nipples through the lace with one hand she slowly raised the hem of her skirt and touched herself through the minute covering of her knickers.

‘Toys Mrs Mitchell you slut’ Tracy said softly, aware now that two men were watching Melody’s performance from over the garden fence ‘make me proud of you my dear.’

Reaching out Melody slid open the drawer and pulled out a long thin white vibrator. Twisting the end, it sprang into life, buzzing at a frantic pace. She began to trace circles around her breasts, running the tip over her nipples, feeling them harden and push against the lace of the bra. Meanwhile her other hand was gently rubbing her fanny through and around the tiny triangle of lace.

She moaned loudly as her fingers brushed against her clit through its thin lace covering, she loved her clit being touched. Pulling the panties aside she reached to the drawer again and found the large rabbit vibrator. Pushing its large head against her wet fanny lips she eased it into herself before pushing the on button and adjusting the settings. The main shaft began to vibrate and thrust while the ears went into a crazy vibrating routine.

Lying flat across her husband’s desk Melody, her body exposed to the two young girls in her sitting room and the now four men watching her from the garden, had forsaken any thought of modesty. She spread her legs as wide as she could and pushed the vibrator deeper into herself, bringing the rabbits ears into contact with her rapidly hardening clitoris. Dropping the thin vibrator, she reached down and mauled the soft flesh of her inner thighs as the double pronged dildo sent her crazy.

‘Enough!’ called Tracy ‘enough I said’

Melody pulled the vibrator from her fanny and sat up. Tears of frustration in her eyes.

‘Well done, but I want much more seduction before you come, play to the camera and I want to see you fuck yourself from behind’ Tracy said in a cool calculated way, aware out of the corner of her eye that two of the men had climbed over the fence and were busy with their phones from the edge of the patio a mere four yards away. She stepped back so that she was out of sight to them and leaving Melody exposing herself to the audience she was still oblivious to.

Melody, her knees weak, returned to modelling herself for the cameras, her focus entirely on Tracy and not seeing the randy old men from next door busy taking photos of her too. Running her tongue over her lips and removing her skirt as seductively as she could she waved her arse back and forth for the camera, spread her sex so that it seemed to Tracy that could see all the way in to her womb and reached for a big black double ended dildo that Tracy had thoughtfully placed near at hand. Leaning over the desk, her big breasts flattened against the cold leather, her feet planted firmly and the corner of the top pressed against her belly button, she reached back and slid one end of the black shaft up and down her wet fanny. Tracy had to smile, the two men had almost as good a view as she did as the first two inches of black rubber slipped easily past Melody’s quim lips and into her sex.

Breathing deeply, Melody began to fuck herself slowly, sliding the rubber cock deeper and deeper into her sex until she had eight inches pushed up her vagina. Then, to Tracy’s delight she slid the sticky shaft out of her fanny and edged its slippery tip against her tight anus. Reaching back, she used both hands to push the dildo’s realistic cock shaped head past her tight ring of muscle, letting out a deep, long grunt as it slipped inside her bottom.

Tracy, her hand at her own sex, glanced at Tina who had both hands at her fanny and was moments away from coming herself. ‘Glad I put a camera on her too’ Tracy thought to herself as Melody pushed three inches of dildo into her arse with one hand while rubbing her clit with the other. Tracy was tempted to place a vibrator in her hands but at that moment Melody took the other end of the rubber cock and pushed it into her wet fanny.

‘Oh my god’ Tracy whispered to herself ‘they are going to explode when I show them this at work’

Melody had begun a duel fucking of her arse and fanny. Slowly at first and then with gathering speed and abandon she pushed and pulled both ends of the rubber shaft in and out of herself.

It took considerable self-restraint for Tracy to remove her own hand from her sex and concentrate on taking film and stills as Melody furiously fucked herself.

‘Oh god, oh fuck!’ she screamed as she climaxed, her hips and arse lifting clear of the wooden surface as she came.

Tracy drew the curtains and gave the men a little wave, Melody remained completely unaware of her additional audience.

‘Stay there’ Tracy barked as Melody made to get up ‘just a few more pics for posterity’

Pushing her onto her back, Tracy arranged her boss, skirt thrown aside, blouse open wide, panties soaked, on her back on the desk. Close ups of fanny, tits and face drenched in sweat were taken before, switching to video mode, she spoke ‘you’re your lips, touch your fanny and suck your fingers then tell me what you just did and how much of a whore you are.’

Melody, still in the grips of climax, looked seductively into the camera, her camera, and dipped her fingers into her fanny before bringing them to her lips ‘I am a whore, I just fucked my arse and fanny with a dildo and made myself come. I like fucking myself from behind and I love coming. I am a complete whore.’

‘Good’ Tracy said with triumph ‘get dressed, have a glass of wine and sit.’

Melody acted without thought, obeying her office junior, and gratefully drank a full glass of wine without a break.

Tracy, in the kitchen and out of view of the others quickly sent a text to Madge Harris, the filing room manager at work, complete with photo of Melody looking business-like at the desk, the text simply said ‘ice maiden falls’

In seconds her phone buzzed with a reply ‘what? You haven’t!’

‘I told you I would get inside her panties’ Tracy sent. Madge, a matronly figure who had been at the office for years had taken Tracy under her wing and their friendship was very, very close. Touchy feely close.

‘Have you?’ Madge sent back immediately

‘Mrs ‘snotty nosed’ Mitchell is about to text you, well her phone is’ Tracy giggled to herself as she attached the video of Melody spread across the desk to a text which read ‘Hello Miss Harris, Tracy thought you would like this.’
‘And send’ Tracy said under her breath as she walked back into the living room.

The sight that greeted her had her reaching for the camera, Melody, smartly dressed as required was on her knees in front of Tina who, a leg d****d over each arm of the chair, was laying back eyes closed while Melody sucked and licked her pussy.

Tracy stood and watched as Tina edged closer and closer to climax under Melody’s clever tongue. It was too good to interrupt as the video cameras silently rolled on and Tracy used the cameras to good effect, the other two too immersed in what they were doing to take notice.

Suddenly Tina grabbed Melody’s hair and pushed her face deeper into her sex, groaning and shaking as her climax took her.

‘Very nice ladies’ Tracy said, making the others jump and look guilty. ‘Get the rope Mrs Mitchell, and over to the table - it's your turn now!’

Melody collected the rope and moved to the table, Tina turned and sat up to watch, the ache in her arse largely removed by Melody’s sucking of her sex and beginning to get excited again at the thought of watching Melody being used by Tracy.

Adjusting the cameras Tracy went on confidently "Take your blouse and skirt off’ and stood back to watch as Melody slowly undid the buttons on the blouse and lay it over the back of the settee before releasing the button and zip of her pleated skirt and letting it fall around her stocking clad feet, before bending sexily to pick it up.

‘Hmmm, now the bra Mrs Mitchell, let’s see those big boobs of yours.’ She went on and smiled as Melody released the hooks and caught the bra, and her large breasts, in her hands. Placing the bra with the blouse and skirt she stood obediently while Tracy took more photos of her in just tiny panties, stockings and heels.

Forming a loop with one end of the rope Tracy moved forward a little “hands out” she purred and slipped the noose over Melody's proffered wrists before tying it tightly, clamping her hands together. Leading her captive, like a pet, Tracy moved Melody to the end of the heavy rectangular oak dining table and turned her round before pushing her shoulders gently backwards so that she lay along its length. Melody's back contacted with the cold surface and Tracy eased her along it a little so that her hips almost, but not quite, were supported before pulling her tied wrists over her head

"What are you going to do?" She asked in a trembling voice, more reminiscent of a little girl than a mature woman.

"Wait and see” Tracy replied in a soft comforting way as she moved to the end of the table and turned Melody's face a little so that she could reach forward and kiss her full on the mouth allowing her lips to roam over the woman's eagerly opening mouth. Melody edged forward to reach Tracy's lips and her feet struggled to remain in contact with the carpet at its far end.

"Want me to play with your Suzi?" Tracy spoke softly again and smiled with a slight touch of evil as Melody nodded, her mouth still open and reaching hopefully for further kisses.

"Good girl. We'll show Tina what a good little slut you can be when you put your mind to it, won’t we?" Then taking the trailing end of the rope she pulled it under the table and tied it to a centre spar so that her captive’s arms were stretched tautly above her head. Next, she moved to the other end of the table where Melody's hips were resting on the very edge of the hard wood, running her hand up her thigh she pushed the tiny triangle of lace aside and plunged a finger into the damp recess of her cunt causing Melody to gasp, groan and open her legs all at the same time. As Tracy finger fucked her Melody struggled to open her legs wider and lift her pelvis higher to allow Tracy deeper access, which was just what Tracy wanted.

As Melody closed her eyes, groaning softly, Tracy lifted first one ankle with her spare hand and then the other before slipping a noose of rope over each of them. Then pulling her finger from Melody’s sticky fanny she pulled the tiny white lace covering off and took her legs and pulled her so that the rope securing her wrists strained before looping each of the ropes round the table legs and tying them tightly.

Melody's wet fanny gaped open and vulnerable.

"There that’s better, we don't want you closing your legs on your fat sticky fanny now do we? Want me to fuck you - sexy?" Again, Tracy's tone was soft and cajoling and she ran both palms slowly up the soft creamy flesh of Melody's splayed thighs.

Melody lifted her head to look down her body at the other girl "Yes - go on and fuck me please, please fuck me."

Stroking for a little longer she edged closer and closer to the now increasingly damp recess of Melody's fanny, happy as she did to feel Melody trying to open her legs still wider. Then turning away, she moved towards the door.

"Come over here Tina, my love. It's time to play games with your little neighbour's cunt” Tracy called to Tina, who’s interest was genuinely rekindled as she watched Melody being tied to the table.

"I'm going to get some things, you play with her for a bit – but don't let me catch you touching her fanny."

Once she was satisfied that Tina was stroking Melody’s thighs in a way that she wanted Tracy left for the kitchen, returning a few minutes later with a bowl and towels.

Standing behind Tina, Tracy slipped her hand down between her legs to stroke the outer lips of the girl’s fanny, Tina almost collapsed as the clever fingers toyed with her sex. Talking close to Tina's ear, but loud enough for Melody to hear, Tracy started to describe what she intended to do next.

"We're going to play with her big heavy tits. Have a competition to see who can get her lovely nipples the biggest and hardest. Then when she thinks that she'll die if she doesn't come we’ll fuck her Suzi so hard that she'll scream for us to stop - but we won't. Then we can look at her arsehole. I don't expect you've fucked someone's arse before have you Tina?"

Tina by now was rotating her hips in tune with Tracy's hands and her rubbing of Melody's thighs had taken on a firm rough style. Tracy continued "Then finally when we're happy that she's been well and truly screwed we can both cane her butt, thighs, tits, legs and anywhere else that we want to" pausing in her speech and treatment of Tina's cunt Tracy looked at Melody whose eyes were wide open and watching Tracy, her lips slightly apart as she nodded her head slowly as she listened to her fate being spelled out.

Tracy moved to one side of the table, and signalled Tina to the other side, then reached into the bowl to retrieve a large ice cube which she sucked to remove the excess water before placing it against Melody's naked breast. Melody shivered at the first touch but immediately arched her back, pushing the mound of soft flesh forwards, as the cold cube slipped towards her nipple. Tracy drew the ice round the full swell of her breast working slowly towards the already hardening cherry of her nipple, expertly toying with her feelings as she brought the excitement carefully under her control, leading the bound woman inexorably towards abandon. Tracy nodded to Tina, indicating that she should follow her lead and start on Melody's other boob. She needed no second prompting. Dipping her hand into the bowl she too selected a large chunk of ice and applied it to the waiting flesh.

"There, there." Tracy purred "is the icy cold on your lovely tits Mrs Mitchell? Don't worry they'll soon be happy” Melody didn't seem worried by the cold though, her misty eyes imploring the women to move to her nipples, her mouth slightly apart allowing soft moans to escape as the cold ice cubes worked closer and closer to the ripe points of her breasts.

Picking up Melody’s phone Tracy switched it to video mode, ignoring the several texts from Mrs Harris. She filmed as she teased the nipple, catching Melody’s face in the frame as she groaned softly and chewed her lips in growing excitement.

"Don’t forget we're having a competition - and the winner gets to fuck her first!" Tracy leant across Melody and kissed Tina firmly on the lips, at the same time allowing her spare hand to slide down to Melody's cunt. Pulling back from a red-faced Tina Tracy bent her head to the now hard nipple of the breast in her care and began to suck and chew on it, rolling the firm stump of flesh between her teeth and lips and flicking at it with her tongue. "Watch and learn" she said between sucks, and Tina, the ice in her hand melting over the other breast stared as Tracy increased the size and ferocity of the nipple still further by her actions. Nipping the teat between her teeth as she pulled upwards drawing the breast with it whilst her hand gently applied pressure to her boss’ sex.

"Go back to work” Tracy instructed "but watch what I do, and copy." Tina took another cube and traced its now melting tip around Melody’s other breast, all the time watching as Tracy chewed and sucked the nipple in her mouth, the slurping and sucking sounds only drowned out by Melody's cries and groans of pleasure. Happy that Melody's nipple was again hard Tina tossed the ice back into the bowl and sank her mouth over the protruding nodule of firm red wrinkled flesh, lapping and chewing on it, amazed to feel it grow yet harder in her mouth.

Melody was now tossing her head back and forth and trying to push her pelvis up into an inviting position to entice Tracy’s hand, which had moved away, groaning in a deep guttural voice she was asking the others to suck on her tits harder, to hurt them, chew them.

Tina caught the movement as Tracy brought her hand away from the furry bush of Melody's sex and watched in amazement, still chewing roughly on the nipple in her teeth, as Tracy removed two large steel clothes pegs from her pocket, placing one on the table and opening the strong serrated jaws of the other with her fingers. "Like your nipples pinched do you” she asked Melody who, in a low earthy voice replied "Yes, go on hurt them, chew them - go on"

Lifting her head clear Tracy surveyed the throbbing mass of Melody's nipple as it stood red and proud above the contrasting creamy flesh of her breast, taking the peg she manoeuvred it around the firm tab of flesh and gently released the pressure of her fingers. As the peg started to bite home Melody groaned, this time in real pain, the groan turning to a shallow scream as the full pressure of the strong metal jaws sank around her nipple. Tina’s eyes blazed in excitement as she reached for the spare peg and repeated the actions she'd just witnessed; however, she released the peg more quickly than Tracy and sent Melody into a convulsion of frenzied tossing and arching as she struggled against the ropes and cried out for the pegs to be removed.

"Lie still my pet, these are special pegs, just available on line. I have lots more!" Tracy called softly running her hands over Melody's perspiration-soaked face to quieten the trauma of her throbbing nipples, the tips quickly turning an angry purple as the harsh jaws almost met.

"Tina is going to lick your fanny for a while whilst I go and change” she continued taking the other girls hand and bringing her to between Melody's legs before pushing her to her knees and easing her mouth into contact with the strongly scented folds of skin.

"I’ll be back in a few minutes, and when I return, Tina, I expect to find that Melody has forgotten all about those nasty pegs on her gorgeous tits. So, lick and suck like you’ve never done before or else I'll peg your tits as well." Tracy smiled sweetly and left the room, allowing the camera to catch the slurps and moans coming from opposite ends of Melody's body.

By the time Tracy returned Tina was clearly hell bent on making Melody come, and Melody was equally resolved in reaching the same objective, her hips straining against the bonds securing her legs tried to force her quim against Tina's eager tongue.

"Stop!" Tracy's command cut through the air stinging Tina as she pushed her chin against Melody's cunt. Pulling away, as if scalded, Tina fell back, pubic hairs in her mouth and the sweet sticky juices of the other girl over her face.

"Good girl, you have done well" Tracy moderated her criticism as she caught sight of Melody's face lost in a confused state of passion, all thought of the pegs gone as she willed Tina to bring her to the state of climax. As Tracy became visible Melody her face turning into camera begged "Please make me come, Suzi needs to come. I'll let you fuck my arse or anything - but make me come!"

As Tracy fully rounded the corner of the room Tina caught sight of what she was wearing and gasped audibly. Her small breasts were covered in a black latex bra which had been manufactured without covering for the nipples, which protruded through the shiny skin provocatively. Rubber boots with four-inch heels stretched up her legs to just above her knees where latex stockings then reached up her legs supported by a rubber suspender belt whose straps pulled at the legs of red rubber pants completely covering her bottom and sex.

"Stand up and spread your legs" she ordered as she advanced on Tina who sprang up as if on strings and parted her thighs expectantly. "Good girl” Tracy went on "now lay on top of Melody and keep your legs open"

Tina, a little awkwardly, stretched herself along Melody’s prone body, aware that her breasts were rubbing on the two steel pegs attached to the other woman's tits. Tracy continued "Now I want you to tell Melody exactly, and I mean exactly, what I’m doing to you. Every detail of what I do and how you feel. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I do” Tina replied without hesitation as Tracy laid her hand on her already punished bottom.

"There's a good slut" Tracy went on "you can start now, from the look of you it won’t take long!"

Tina jumped into action, partly due to enthusiasm but mostly because Tracy planted a firm slap across her thighs to ensure her attention.

"Tracy’s got hold of my bottom" she began, her eyes and face only a fraction of an inch from Melody's "and she's pulling my legs open’. Ahh, she’s got my fanny and she’s." Tina’s head sank besides Melody's and she grabbed at the sides of the table "Oh she's got a vibrator. It's so big.... she’s pushing it in. OH YES, she’s fucking my cunt. Oh, I'm going to come” By now Tina wasn’t just talking to Melody she was screaming at her “Fuck me, push it in deeper, go on screw me"

Seconds later she screamed even louder and then began kissing and mauling the woman beneath her, forcing her tongue into Melody’s mouth, grabbing at the pegs on her tits and yelling that she'd come.

Tracy pulled the length of white plastic from Tina's fanny and licked at it as if it were an ice cream "You do taste nice Tina." She purred running the tip of the vibrator against the wet flaps of the girl’s sex to draw off more sticky juices.

Helping Tina off the table she pulled her roughly into the position she wanted, with her legs apart, and left her for a moment to retrieve things from her bag.

"What is that?" Tina exclaimed as Tracy began to strap a leather belt around the young woman’s waist.

"It's a dick, a nice big rubber dick. And you're going to fuck Melody with it." Clipping another strap to the belt Tracy manoeuvred a truly enormous rubber penis to the front of Tina’s fanny so that it jutted out proudly. Pulling twin straps up through the girl’s legs and under the cheeks of her bottom Tracy secured the rubber monster tightly against the furry bush of the amazed Tina.

"It's so big!" She cried and bounced a little to see the shaft dance in front of her. As she did Tracy grabbed her wrists and snapped on wide leather cuffs complete with lengths of rope attached which she looped either side of Melody’s head and under the table and back to within her reach at her end. "Go on then, fuck her. You know how, I expect your pretty little Suzi has seen plenty of action. All those boys wanting to stick their pricks up it!" Tracy spoke firmly and slapped Tina's bottom for effect.

A little nervously Tina edged the shaft of hard rubber against the lips of Melody's exposed cunt. As the shaft rubbed against Melody’s sticky fanny Tracy spoke to Melody "Want a good fucking Mrs Mitchell?" Melody raised her head to look at the two others "Yes please, fuck me. But I’m not a slut!" She replied indignantly, annoyed that the girl who worked for her felt she could use such terms.

Tracy laughed, a loud hearty laugh and turned to the camera, gesturing at an imaginary audience ‘Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you Mrs Melody Mitchell. Tied to a table, clothes peg on her tits and begging her neighbour to fuck you with a rubber prick! She says she’s not a slut. What would you call it?’ she laughed again ‘Yes indeed, Mrs Mitchell, you are a slut, and proud of it! Now shut up with all the whinging or else we’ll leave you as you are and not give your cunt a good going over. Get on with it Tina.’

As Tina placed the cold edge of rubber against Melody’s fanny Tracy took hold of the straps in the small of Tina's back making it impossible for her to plunge the dildo into Melody’s eager sex. Reaching round she traced the dildo up and down the slit of the tied woman pussy.

"I think you’d better tell us what you are and what you want before I let little Tina here give you a good shagging. Don't you - you are fucking tart?" Tracy spoke firmly to Melody whose hips were trying to reach out for the rubber penis. "Go on then, tell us! And make it slutty you bitch"

Melody looked up at the two women at the far end of the table through cloudy shame and passion filled eyes and sobbed "I'm a slut and a whore who likes to be tied up and fucked. Please fuck me with the dildo now, please fuck me."

Not yet satisfied Tracy continued with the humiliation of her boss, iPhone in hand switched to video mode and focused on her face “Tell Tina here what you want in full graphic detail - then what you think I'm going to do to you when she's finished."

The humiliation of the moment now piled upon her, Melody’s sobs increased as she stared into the camera and fully realised that she had moved to a position of complete subordination to Tracy - they both knew it. Taking a deep breath and choking back sobs she spoke "Tina please push the dildo into my cunt and fuck me with it, push it in as deep as you can and fuck me like an a****l, make me scream and beg for you to stop, drive it in deeper and deeper." pausing to catch her thoughts Melody realised that she hadn’t finished Tracy's instructions "then" she continued quickly "Tracy will cane my bottom until I scream for her to stop - but she won't" Melody began to warm to the description as if the hearing her own submissive words increased the feelings of horniness between her thighs "she'll keep caning me 'till I come. Then she'll play with me and I’ll do anything she tells me to, anything at all" Out of breath and suddenly aware that she was almost shouting Melody sank back "now please fuck me!"

Urging Tina to be careful, Tracy released her grip on the harness and watched in satisfaction as the girl edged the long shaft of rubber against Melody's straining quim.

As the full scale of the dildo became apparent to Melody her moans of expectation turned to cries of panic and passion, yelling for Tina to both take it out and to push it in at the same time. As the phallus sank slowly between the bound woman’s legs Tracy moved to her bag and took out another strap on dildo, this one though was slightly shorter and of smaller diameter. Pulling tightly on the leather straps which bit into her latex pants Tracy gave the rubber rod a couple of sharp tugs to see that it was firmly in position before moving behind Tina to retrieve the ropes attached to her wrists.

Taking up the slack Tracy gently pulled on the ropes forcing Tina to bend over the prone body beneath her but, to her credit, without stopping her slow in out stroke with her hips. When Tracy had Tina bent forward as she wanted her she tied off the ropes and looped further lengths of cord around her ankles in turn tying them to the table supports. Tina's bottom was spread open enough for Tracy to be able to watch in fascination as the dildo attached to Tina edged back and forth with Melody's quim lips stretching to allow its entry. Still out of sight of both women Tracy took up a large pot of Vaseline and smeared the end of the dildo with the slippery contents before calling softly to Tina "are you ready for it my little equestrian?"

Tina was almost lost in concentration as she slowly fucked her neighbour, the pressure of the straps and hard rubber against her own quim bringing her to a state of excitement. She replied almost absent-mindedly "Yes I'm ready".

The squeal of surprise signified that she clearly wasn't ready as Tracy pushed the slippery hard rubber phallus up into her puckered anus in one smooth stroke. "Take it out" She screamed but the ropes had her pinioned in the position Tracy desired.

‘Now, now” Tracy cooed "It’s high time your little bottom saw some action. Breathe deeply, you'll enjoy it in a minute my pet" and with that Tracy began a slow in out movement bringing the rubber penis almost out of Tina’s body before pushing it back home again. After the initial shock Tina began to forget the pain and discomfort and instead let herself be taken along by the feelings as the ribbed rubber rod pushed up inside her. As she felt Tina relax Tracy took hold of her hips and increased the forward stroke of the dildo, her rubber pants slapping against the girls caned nates, pushing the shaft attached to the other girl deeper into Melody. Seconds later Melody and Tina were crying out in unison as the two-way fucking took on a continuity. Melody screamed first that she’d come but her cries were soon drowned out by Tina who yelled even louder for Tracy to "Fuck my arse I'm coming!" Tracy kept up the enforced fucking for a few minutes longer until both women screamed again that they'd come.

Pulling the penis shaped rubber from Tina's anus Tracy released the ropes securing Melody's legs, the freedom in her legs did her little good as she and Tina were still coupled by the shaft of rubber embedded deep in her sex. Sweat dripped from Tina’s face and body on to Melody's wet skin as Tracy moved to the side of the table. "Ever seen a girl fuck herself, Tina?" Tracy asked and without waiting for a reply removed both pegs from Melody’s nipples. The pain as the blood rushed back into her tits was extreme and Melody thrashed about all she could - which was just her legs and hips. As she did the dildo rammed home deeper, its straps rubbing at the outside of her fanny, moments later the pain ridden thrashings turned to a****l passion and she wrapped her legs around Tina’s body, pulling her closer, Melody now willingly, hungrily, impaling herself on the other girls substitute sex.

Tracy poured three more large drinks before releasing the other two who slumped to the floor exhausted. "Get over here both of you!" Tracy barked. Melody and Tina struggled to their feet and moved to where Tracy was seated. "Good girls. Now take my panties off and lick my cunt 'till I come!"

Almost too tired to respond Tina pulled and tugged at the rubber pants, finally getting them off and amazed to see Tracy's shaven quim. "Well both of you go to it” Tracy lifted the crop and brought it down on the arm of the settee with a loud crack before spreading her legs wide and easing forward on the seat.

Melody and Tina immediately began to lick and suck on the shiny scented flesh and before too long Tracy, her eyes closed, began to moan softly, grabbing both girls by the hair forcing their faces onto her sex crying out as she came.

Pushing them both away from her roughly so that they fell in a heap on the carpet, Tracy spoke again "Very good. Now then Tina, you’re the guest and you’ve had your bottom punished how would you like to spank Melody for me?"

Tina’s eyes sparkled "Yes please Mistress, I would” her feet jumped slightly from side to side as the excitement as the thought grew in her.

"Well then” Tracy continued "what time is your husband due home?"

"He's away 'till Tuesday" Tina replied, adding "Why?" When the full weight of the question sank in.

"Because once you've spanked Melody's big bottom I want to play with you both and I don't want you whining that you have to go home to hubby." Tracy barked, surprising Tina and making her blink back tears. "Now get Melody as you want her and tan her arse"

Tina pointed and pulled Melody across her lap while she sat on the settee and grabbed at the crop. Without any fore play she lashed Melody's upturned bottom with the leather rod viciously.

"Good girl” Tracy praised, camera in hand "really hit her with it she's been a bad girl and tomorrow she's going to be spanked at work and I want to be able to feel your cropping through her skirt first."

Melody wailed as Tina laid on the whip across her bottom and upper legs, screaming for Tracy to command a halt - but she made no physical attempt to get away from Tina.

Eventually, as Melody’s bottom became a mass of red wields Tracy told Tina to cease. She had to issue the command three times before Tina heard and dropped the crop.

"Good work” Tracy studied Melody's bottom, stroking the tortured flesh and feeling the red stripes causing Melody to cry out anew. "Now both of you on the floor."

Painfully, Melody rolled off Tina's lap and lay curled on the carpet clutching at her bottom to be joined by Tina, now a little apprehensive having so fully thrashed Melody and worried that a similar fate would be demanded for her. For the next few minutes Tracy manoeuvred the girls so that their faces were between each other’s legs their noses and mouths hard against each other’s strong-smelling fannies. Then taking ropes and cuffs Tracy tied them so that they could not escape the embrace of the other’s thighs. Securely bound and in the charge of Tracy both Melody and Tina waited in expectation of fear and anticipation of pleasure.

"Go on then lick and kiss each other. I didn't put you like that, so you could go to sleep!" Tracy snapped, a little annoyed that her captives hadn't started by themselves.


Sitting back, the cameras in hand, Tracy watched as the two bound women licked and caressed each other, their actions becoming more and more intense as the feelings between their own legs were stirred. Half an hour later Tracy was satisfied that they were now beyond caring as they gently lapped and sucked on each other’s fannies. Releasing Melody's legs, she moved them and tied them again, this time wide open, to the legs of the settee. Tina continued to lap at the flesh of Melody's sore cunt as Melody in turn tried to force her sex onto the other girl’s mouth, while at the same time licking the insides of the girl’s cunt for all her might.

Leaving for a few minutes Tracy returned carrying a small plumber blow torch and a short length of steel fitted with a wooden handle.

Unseen by Melody, but in front of Tina's now widely starring eyes Tracy lit the torch and placed the end of the steel in its flame. "Time to mark my conquest" she whispered to Tina as the tip of steel slowly began to glow first red and then white hot.

"Tongue fuck her some more” Tracy ordered to ensure that when the steel was ready Melody would be in a state of sexual abandon. Scared, Tina bent to her task forcing her face hard against Melody’s quim to thrust her tongue deeper into the wet tunnel.

Melody felt Tina increase her onslaught and happily returned the compliment, pushing her own mouth and tongue into the sex above her. Suddenly Tracy grabbed Tina's hair and pulled her face away from Melody's crutch and Tina saw the white-hot rod of steel tipped with a tiny but elaborate 'Tracy’ in the girl’s hand. Melody felt the warmth of the brand as it approached but the pain as Tracy pushed it into the tender flesh of her inner thigh along the crease of her bottom exploded in her and she screamed into Tina's sex. The smell of burning flesh spread across the room as Tracy pulled the now cooling steel away from Melody's leg. Tina starred in horror at the deep burn in the leg so close to her face, marvelling at the way in which the fine tracery of the letters was picked out in the creamy flesh. Melody lay sobbing uncontrollably "what have you done to me?" She implored though the tears.

"Marked you as mine Mrs Mitchell” Tracy said softly running her hand up Melody’s thigh and slipping two fingers into her fanny “the pain will pass my pretty. One day I might mark Tina too if she behaves.’

"No way” Tina said firmly

"Oh, you will, one day you will ask me to mark you as mine!" Tracy said through slightly gritted teeth ‘I’ll show you how to come like you’ve never come before and then you will change your tune."

Dragging a heavy chair into the middle of the room she released Tina’s feet and, despite her struggles, tied them either side of its back so that her thighs, bottom and fanny were stretched, suspended, up from the floor. Tina mumbled abuse as she struggled to resist Tracy, aware that her thighs were now as exposed as Melody’s had been immediately before being branded.

"Too much noise” Tracy cooed and shoved a pair of discarded knickers into her mouth before retrieving a large vibrator from the bag. Melody lay, still tied and sobbing from the pain in her thigh and looked up straight at the spread sex of Tina as she lay semi suspended above her. She watched, in fascination, as Tracy adjusted the control on the buzzing stick of white plastic and placed against Tina's furry bush. Tina struggled again, but Tracy persisted and pushed the tip of vibrating rod between the lips of her wet quim, driving it deep into her body. Tina's struggling diminished as Tracy, her spare hand caressing her buttocks, fucked her slowly and cleverly.

As she pushed the dildo into the obliging fanny Tracy began to speak, to wear Tina down, and reduce her reluctance. "Like to be fucked by me don't you. It's nice to be in my power while I play with your Suzi” Tina shook her head at first, but slowly the shaking turned to slow deliberate nods as the effect of the vibrator brought her back to subservience.

"Like me fucking you don't you Tina?" Tracy repeated. Tina's muffled response was clearly positive "Want me to give you my mark darling?" Tracy continued.

"It will hurt so’ she sobbed ‘must you do it?" She asked in a small plaintiff voice.

"Not if you ask me not to” Tracy’s tone was laden with feeling, making it clear that she'd be upset if Tina resisted “I'll understand” she added to reinforce the indication that she would.

As Tracy finished she shifted the positioning of the vibrator and Tina cried out at the increased sensation "Mark me I'm yours - put your name on me!"

Tracy laughed triumphantly ‘there you are my little slut. But not today. Today I will just make you beg for it. I can wait’

Leaving the two girls tied as they were Tracy cleared up, carefully placing all her belongings in the grip and retrieving the three video tapes that had captured the events of the evening. Finally, fully dressed, Tracy stood beside the two bound captives "I'm going now. You'll want me to come back – and I will if you ask me nicely enough. See you next week - maybe!" She reached down and released one of Melody’s wrists before turning and striding out to her car.

Melody, her hand free, lay and listened to the sound of Tracy's car as it pulled away. Tears came to her eyes and she began to cry, aware also that Tina too was sobbing. She felt lost, Tracy had taken her beyond pain and in to dominated heaven, now she was gone.

Struggling free of their bonds Melody and Tina slumped onto the settee and into each other arms, reaching for each other their mouths crushing together as their fingers sought out the recesses of each other’s quim's. So, it was that Steve found them when he came home, their groans audible from the hall, both oblivious to his arrival.

The note left in the hall for him read "Video later in the week, I'm having her again tomorrow. God she's a nice fuck. Tracy". It was an hour before Melody came upstairs for Steve to fuck her to sleep, whimpering as he took hold of her sex and arse, unaware of the brand burnt deep into her flesh.

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