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STAFF TRAINING – Part 3

Another Melody Mitchell story

DESK DUTY

Melody eased herself down on to her large leather chair, her bottom still extremely sore from the night before and the ache of the burn hidden in her soft thigh a constant reminder of how far things had gone. No sooner had she made herself as comfortable as possible behind her desk than she heard a car draw up in the car park. Moving the blind apart slightly she saw Tracy's little red car pull up next to hers, theirs the only vehicles in the office yard at this early hour.

Dropping the blind back in to place Melody rose hurriedly and cleared the few items from the surface of her desk. "Be at work by seven thirty and make sure you're bent over your desk, with no underwear on when I arrive!" Tracy's post it notes on the fridge door was clear and unambiguous. Steve, finding the note, had set the alarm for six and put the note on the clock face by her side of the bed before he had fucked her roughly when she had eventually come up to bed.

The words on the note were burnt as deeply into her mind as was her name into her thigh. Hearing Tracy's key in the outer door Melody scrambled to be leant over the shiny surface of wood as required.

"Good” Tracy laughed as she came in to find her boss prostrate across her own desk. She quickly placed two go-pros on the shelving so that Melody and her whole desk area were in focus. She clicked the tiny remote to on and slipped it into her pocket.

"Do we have to do this Tracy?" Melody asked, her head buried in her arms in shame and the position across the hard surface stretching her already abused skin.

‘No, not if you don’t want to Mrs Mitchell, but that will mean that the photos I have ready for your Facebook page will get uploaded. You really should put a security code on your phone other than your birthday you know. What will everyone think when they see all those very graphic photos of you enjoying yourself last night?’

‘My phone! You have my phone?’ Melody was about to get up, but Tracy’s threat stopped her mid-rise ‘you wouldn’t post pictures of me, would you, you mustn’t.’

Smiling broadly Tracy went on ‘Well Mrs Mitchell, now then that all depends on how cooperative you are. You agreed willingly enough yesterday while you were trussed up. Maybe if I tied you up now you'd be happier" Tracy drew a length of rope from her shoulder bag and wrapping it around Melody's out stretched wrists and tying it tightly. The movement of her arms restricted Melody felt the thrill returning to the pit of her stomach and she groaned softly.

"There that’s better isn't it?" Tracy said and promptly placed her hand on Melody's bottom, causing her to jump slightly, "Let’s see if I can feel Tina's marks through your skirt as I said I wanted to” Pressing her fingers against the lightweight material of Melody's expensive pleated skirt Tracy was pleased to feel firstly that Melody was not wearing knickers but then delighted as the clear hillocks of the previous night’s cropping could be individually defined. Melody whimpered as Tracy ran her fingers over the expanse of her ample rear.

"What is someone coming in?" Melody asked tremulously as Tracy lifted her skirt up and over her arse to feast her eyes on the still red and inflamed cheeks. "They won’t, but if they did they'd see your lovely bottom being spanked again!" Tracy replied and slapped the exposed arse hard.

Melody tried to jump up, but Tracy's strong arm pushed her back down, crushing her braless boobs against the table top. Tracy continued to slowly hand spank Melody's poor bottom, the slaps and Melody’s cries ringing out through the empty offices.

Finally, after a good twenty spanks had been expertly landed Tracy stopped and slipped her hand between Melody's legs "You have been a good slut” she said allowing her fingers to slip into the wet recesses of the other girl’s cunt "I'll play with your Suzi for a while, would you like that?"

Melody groaned through her sobs as Tracy sank two fingers inside her and pushed her feet a little wider apart to allow easier entry. Tracy shifted her position so that she could hand fuck her victim with greater ease, pushing and pulling her hand between Melody’s thighs, the effort creating delightful slurping squelching sounds as the girl’s juices responded. Within minutes Melody cried out and slumped her head onto her bound arms as she came under the expert fingers of her young assistant.

"There that’s better, isn’t it?" Tracy said standing back to admire and photograph Melody’s hips as they gently rotated in a passionate motion "now then get me the ruler you keep in your desk drawer"

Melody slid awkwardly off the desk, her hands still tied in front of her and her skirt rucked around her legs exposing the dark stockings held in place by a fancy suspender belt. Slowly she opened the drawer of her desk and removed the eighteen-inch wooden ruler before turning to Tracy. "Good girl, hold it out for me” Tracy commanded from behind Melody’s own phone.

As ordered, Melody held out the length of wood as Tracy clicked the camera and used the video “We want a record of this don't we?" Tracy said snapping the shutter again as the look of horror spread across Melody's face “turn around and show your bottom to the camera, there’s a good girl." Tracy’s voice was smooth but insistent and Melody obeyed without comment, turning away and reaching back awkwardly with her bound hands to lift her skirt clear of her red nates, the ruler still grasped tightly.

Satisfied with the photos Tracy took the ruler and pulled a chair into the centre of the room and pointed for Melody to bend over its high padded back. "Now we'll see you dance” Tracy spat the words as she brought the inch-wide wood of the ruler down across Melody's skirt clad rear, leaving a crease in the soft silk. Melody screamed fit to burst and jumped up, trying to clutch her arse.

"You bitch, you are fucking bitch" she wailed, dancing round in an attempt to reduce the pain in her bottom.

Tracy grabbed the rope and thrust Melody back over the chair wrapping the cord around the base of the seat, so that Melody's feet almost left the floor. "Call me a bitch, would you?" Tracy, her voice now full of venom, as she threw Melody’s skirt hem up over her back "see how it feels on your bare bum Mrs Mitchell." Her strong arm firmly pushing Melody's fighting body into the back of the chair Tracy brought the ruler down across her arse again and again. The slaps of wood on flesh more than drowned out by Melody's shrieks and wails. Just as Melody thought she’d pass out under the onslaught Tracy tossed the ruler onto the desk and stepped back to take more photos of Melody's glowing arse. The video caught Melody’s wriggling and waving of her legs as she tried to quell the stinging in her cheeks.

In the relative quiet of the office block, the only sound being Melody's sobs and the click of the camera, both women suddenly heard a cough and a door slam. Someone else had arrived for work.

"Oh, quick let me go" Melody wailed, terrified that her exposed arse would be seen by someone else if they came in and threw herself about trying to release her body from the enforced bending position over the chair.

"Ok, ok, hold your horses!" Tracy laughed unlooping the rope from the chair base and hauling Melody to her feet. "Dry your eyes and spread your legs” Tracy snapped, removing something from her bag but not releasing Melody’s wrists. Unwrapping the thing in her hand Melody saw through tear filled eyes that it was a short fat vibrator equipped with a long length of wire. "Oh no, not up my fanny! I've got work to do and people will see the wire” she whined, not at all convincingly, as Tracy took hold of her quim and slid the shiny plastic length into her wet fanny. Taking hold of the rope Tracy pulled Melody into a bending position and fiddled with the vibrator so that it was firmly embedded in her sex. Only then did she release the bonds and smooth Melody's skirt down.

"Now sit down at your desk” She commanded and tossed the roll of wire under Melody's table so that it's end landed somewhere under her own desk as it faced Melody's "I suggest that you remain seated today, or you’ll have to trail around five yards of flex dangling from your skirt, and I'm sure someone will ask what it is. Now look busy, I can hear someone coming!"

Sure, enough a minute later Tony, Melody’s boss, came in, as usual without knocking and sat himself down at the spare desk in the room. "I thought I heard something like a scream when I arrived. Did you hear anything?" He asked, staring uncontrollably at Melody’s heavy tits, which without her usual bra pushed against the soft fabric of her thin blouse, the nipples and aureoles visible.

Melody mumbled something, turning red as Tony continued to focus on her breasts, and Tracy jumped in saying that she’d dropped a file and shouted as it hit her foot. Tony seemed satisfied with the explanation and began to discuss a forthcoming project with Melody. Meanwhile, unnoticed by either of the others, Tracy was fishing around on the floor for the wire, which as soon as she found it she plugged into a small box attached to a main plug already siting in a socket on the wall.

Melody was half way through explaining the promotional work she'd do in the campaign when Tracy flicked a switch on the box now concealed in her drawer. The vibrator in Melody’s fanny immediately sprang into life causing her legs to open involuntarily and collide with the drawers on her desk.

"We shall be using the same company as last..........TIME!" Her voice rose to a high pitch as she fought to continue the conversation despite the riot of sensation in her fanny. Tony’s eyes widened "Are you ok Melody?" He asked as he watched her fingers clench and release as she tried to remain in touch with the conversation. Her breath coming in short bursts causing her speech to be broken "Yes, yes.... I’m....fine...a cramp…. the company did WELL FOR US last...time." She continued.

Tracy flicked the switch again and the vibrator's motion died, allowing Melody to regain a degree of composure and finish the conversation. At last Tony rose to leave, a look of concern still on his face "if you're not well Melody you should go home."

Melody blustered on that she was fine, “just a stupid cramp” she stuttered, and glared across the desks to where Tracy sat apparently lost in concentration. As soon as the door closed behind Tony Melody turned on Tracy "What the fuck were you doing? Tony must think I'm a fool gasping and groaning like that."

Instead of replying Tracy flicked the switch again sending the plastic shaft into a frenzy of movement inside Melody’s sex. Again, Melody’s thighs opened involuntarily, and she groaned. "I’ll do whatever I want with you today” Tracy snapped "Now play with your big tits" She ordered.

Unwillingly Melody raised her hands to her silk covered breasts and took the nipples, which were already hardening, in her fingers. Throwing her head back she moaned as the first flood of climax cascaded through her stomach "Oh you bitch. You bloody bitch" she groaned

‘That will do for now Mrs Mitchell’ Tracy smiled ‘now get on with some work.’ She rose and headed for the door ‘oh I’ll be back whenever, but you had better not touch that vibrator or Facebook here we come.’

Melody began working, her mind only partly on the text she was checking, and awaited Tracy’s return, her hands straying from time to time to her nipples as thoughts of being used flowed in and out of her mind. The tiny cameras watched and streamed film to Tracy’s iPad in her bag.

An hour later Tracy came back, grinning like a cat that has got the cream.

‘How are you getting on?’ she asked as she sat down at her desk and opened the drawer ‘ready to come again for me?’

Melody opened her mouth to say no when the vibrations began again deep in her sex. She gasped and grabbed the edges of the desk.

Just before Melody came, her eyes beginning to roll back in her head, Tracy turned the vibrator off. "Get your coat and pop into town" she ordered as Melody's eyes opened slowly, tears of frustration and shame trickling down her face.

"What?" She asked as she got shakily to her feet and moved away from the desk, the thin flex pulling up the hem of her skirt.

"I’ve written you a list” Tracy replied in a matter of fact voice pushing her hand up the other woman’s skirt and pulling the sticky plastic phallus from her cunt. "Go to the news agent in Broad Street and only open the note when you get there."

Telling the receptionist that she had to go out to a meeting Melody hurried towards town the note Tracy had written safely inside her shoulder bag, its contents very much in her thoughts. She knew the shop Tracy had told her to go to, but she'd never been in it. It looked seedy and run down and its position away from the main shopping area meant that it was not frequented by passers-by.

Stepping from the bright sunlight through the plastic strip blind into the dim interior the shop was just another news agents selling papers and magazines. As soon as she was in Melody realised that she didn’t know what she wanted and scrabbled for her purse and the tightly folded note. Just as she opened it the man behind the counter directed his attention towards her "what can I get you luv?"

Melody, taken aback, read straight from the note without thinking “Oh - I'd like 'Bound and Tied’, ‘Tits and Bums' and 'Girls alone'" her voice trailing away as she realised what she'd just asked for. Looking further down the list she saw that Tracy had written 'come back minus any item and you’ll regret it!'

"Of course, luv” the man moved from behind the counter to an extensive array of magazines displayed on shelves. Only then did Melody realise that the majority of the books on show were porn mags catering for the full range of tastes. "Like a bit of rope with your girlfriends do you darling?" The man continued “this is a good one" pointing to the centre fold of 'Girls alone’ “this tart got a banana right up her cunt” The picture he held out to her graphically displayed a reclining woman with a full-sized banana embedded in her fanny the lips of her sex wrapped tightly around its yellow flesh.

"Just give me the magazines thank you” Melody replied curtly in her best disdainful tones as she looked down the list to hide her horror “and I need four giant Mars bars and four sherbet dips"

"Oh, do you” the man went on laughing at Melody's embarrassment while staring at her big boobs "and I can guess where you're going to put those as well!" Paying for the goods and thankful that the man had placed them all in a large brown bag Melody hurried out into the street and on to the next shop. Melody examined the list once again. All fairly innocuous she thought, not going to make the mistake she'd made in the last shop. The note called for three of the 'very biggest' cucumbers the shop had plus, worryingly, a bunch of bananas. These purchases went without embarrassment or problems and stopping off at the chemists for the last items Melody turned to head for the office out of breath and more than a little apprehensive. Just at the last minute she re-checked the list and had retrace her path to the sports shop where she was sure the assistant eyed her suspiciously as she bought a table tennis bat, a reel of fishing line and some professional grade deep heat cream used for muscle strains.

"Good girl!" Tracy clucked inspecting the purchases, then holding up one of the firm green cucumbers "this will stretch your fanny won't it Mrs Mitchell?"

Melody hurriedly shut the office door and glared at the other girl "shut up someone will hear you” grabbing the shopping she shoved it back into the bags and sat at her desk determined to play no more games.

"OK we'll see" Tracy smiled and returned to her work "but I bet you fifty quid you'll be begging me to push that cucumber up your fanny by lunch time" she looked Melody straight in the eyes and was pleased to see a look of horror and defiance "better still I bet you that if you do plead with me to fuck you then we'll go up to the hills and I'll thrash your arse out in the open, if you don't beg me then I'll never touch you again - ever"

"I’ll never beg you to do anything like that to me!" Melody snarled back "it’s a bet! Now get on with your work."

Tracy set to with her work, her stomach churning at the thrill of the challenge ahead of her and, if she could pull it off, the thought of spanking Melody's naked bottom out in the fresh air where, if they were lucky, others might witness her conquest.

An hour or so later Melody returned from a meeting and was surprised to find that Tracy was not at her desk, then seeing a note on her pad sighed at the girl’s cheek "back soon Mrs Mitchell, I promise, and don’t forget our bet" the note read.

Melody sank into her chair and resumed her reading. A few minutes later Madge Harris, the filing room manager, breezed in and sat at the spare chair. "Where's Tracy" she asked "she phoned earlier and asked for me"

"I’ve no idea” Melody replied, surprised that the haughty filing room supremo, known as Ms Harris to all would even visit her office, she ruled her domain with a rod of iron and all her staff, and most of the company, were terrified of her. "Oh well I guess I’ll wait then” Madge Harris went on, then to Melody’s increasing amazement she began to recount a story Melody had only heard as rumour "Did you hear that I had to sack one of my girls the other day for gross misconduct. I found her having sex with one of the delivery men in the store cupboard. Randy little tart had his dick right up her fanny when I walked in."

Melody didn't know what to say. She hardly ever talked to this woman, who was strictly speaking at her level but acted as though she was her superior, and here she was spilling all the gory details of the sacking of one of her staff. Almost dumb struck she nodded and said yes and no in what she hoped were the right places as Madge made no move to leave.

Suddenly she felt a pair of hands starting to prise open her legs and let out a startled squeak. Tracy had been hiding under the desk all the time and was now sliding her hands up Melody's legs to where her thighs touched together.

"What is it dear?" Madge asked quizzically.

"Nothing, oh nothing" Melody started as Tracy's strong hands prized her thighs open, pinching the tender flesh, forcing her knees wider apart "You were saying" Melody went on in a quandary, she couldn't let Madge get a hint of what was going on under the desk between her thighs but equally Tracy was now pushing her fingers between the lips of her fanny deep into her sex and playing merry hell with her clit.

"Well if you're sure. Well as I was saying this bloke's dick was so far up her tight little..."

Melody’s available concentration was struggling to keep up with both Madge's story and Tracy's action between her legs and the other woman's voice slowly subsided into a drone in the back ground. Tracy, feeling the resistance to her hands reducing, worked two fingers deeper into the soft pliant flesh of her boss's cunt seeking out the bud of her clitoris, tweaking at it, mauling it and feeling it harden between her firm fingers. Melody, breathing deeply through her nose, continued to try and keep up the pretence of listening to Madge as she went on.

‘Of course, she begged me to let her stay, promised me the absolute earth the little trollop ……….’

Meanwhile Tracy had taken a tiny suction cup and slipped its neck over Melody’s increasingly hard clit. She pushed it home and forced the suction plunger in. Melody’s clit was sucked deep into the small syringe type tube and held firm.

‘Oh, my fuck!’ she gasped.
Through bleary eyes Melody watched, almost absently, as Madge rose and locked the office door.

"We don't want to be disturbed do we darling?" She said softly, her voice full of menace and foreboding "I didn't believe that Tracy had it in her, but now I've seen it with my own eyes I’m amazed"

She propped her phone up on the desk in view of Melody and clicked on an image, an image of Melody d****d over Steve’s desk and then the sound on the video cut in with Melody’s clear voice ‘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.’

Melody watched helplessly, Tracy’s hands slipping back and forth between her unresisting thighs the feeling in the pit of her stomach churning and building, as Madge moved behind her and slowly pulled her chair back away from the desk.

Tracy, not releasing her hold on Melody's fanny, eased out from under the desk and pushed Melody's legs wider apart as the confines of the desk were removed. Tracy's face was a picture of triumph.

"No please don’t, please stop” Melody pleaded, although her voice lacked authority or commitment.

"What and let Tracy get a chance to win her bet?" Madge laughed reaching over Melody's shoulders from behind to cup her breasts in her hands "no, Mrs Mitchell, or can I call you Mel, I told my staff I had a meeting with you that would last at least a couple of hours and I intend to get full use out of you in that time!" As she finished she began to knee the soft flesh in her strong hands pulling at Melody's nipples through the silk blouse. Melody shook her head slowly from side to side but made no effort to stop Madge as she mauled and pulled at her full tits.

Meanwhile Tracy eased her bottom closer to the edge of the chair and spread her legs wider, lifting her skirt clear of her thighs before raising her knees to open the pink gash of her sex, now damp from the fingering it had been receiving.

Leaving Madge to continue massaging Melody's tits Tracy moved to the shopping bag and placed the bunch of bananas and other items on the desk before flipping through the copy of ‘Girls Alone'. Locating the page, she wanted she placed the magazine in Melody’s hand. "Read to us pet!" As Melody took the glossy porn Tracy continued "you read, and we'll play. We like to hear a story. Now get on with it!" Her voice turned cold and Melody lifted the page and began to read aloud recounting the adventures of two girls and a bunch of bananas, her voice faltering at the description of the fruit being forced into the tight orifices of the girls as it became increasingly graphic.

Madge opened the front of Melody's blouse and pulled it back clear of her firm heavy breasts. The twin peaks of Melody's tits stood proud of her creamy white flesh and Madge took each in her fingers and squeezed and nipped at them holding them out for Tracy to admire.

Melody, her eyes now tightly shut all thought of reading from the magazine gone, groaned as Tracy applied a buzzing vibrator against the front of her fanny tracing little circles, getting closer and closer to the wet recesses of her sex.

Madge eased the blouse off Melody's shoulders so that she was naked above her waist and the drew her hands back behind the chair before snapping a pair of handcuffs over her obliging wrists.

"There sweetness” she cooed 'that’s better” Melody groaned again as Madge returned to her tits and Tracy slipped the vibrator up inside her, the sound of its buzzing muffled as it sank deeper into her sex.

"Come and look at her brand” Tracy called leaving the vibrator deeply embedded and opening Melody's legs wider and pulling her arse cheek aside so that the inflamed tracery of letters was visible.

"Oh, you have done a nice job" Madge was clearly impressed at the degree of suffering that must have been applied in placing the mark on the soft flesh of the woman's inner thigh. Melody looked down her mostly naked body at the two women kneeling between her widely spread legs, running their fingers over her sex and twitching the still vibrating length of plastic in her fanny.

Tracy stood and lifted one of Melody’s ankles and placed it on her desk before repeating with the other leg. Looping a length of cord around each ankle she tied them off to the far legs of the desk. Kneeling again between the tied woman’s thighs she pushed the chair further back causing Melody to slide forward to the edge of the seat, her fanny widely spread as if in a doctor’s examination chair.

Madge returned to crushing her boobs in her hands, standing behind her pinching the nipples, weighing each breast in her hands before returning to mauling the soft flesh.

Tracy slid the buzzing vibrator slowly and deliberately in and out of her fanny, Melody’s feelings giving away by the wetness of her body. Then as Melody thought she was about to come Tracy switched it off but left it buried inside her.

Another push on the clit suction tube had Melody groaning as more of her sensitive clitoris and hood disappeared up the narrow plastic tube. Tracy flicked it a couple of times and smiled as Melody lifted her arse off the chair in response.

Picking up the fishing line from the desk she cut several short lengths. ‘read to us some more Mrs Mitchell’ she said firmly placing the discarded magazine on Melody’s lap where she could see the bold type. Melody opened her eyes and began to read.

While Melody tried valiantly to read about the girls and the fun they were having with the bananas Tracy made the beginnings of a knot in the first piece of thin line and slid the loop along the clit suction tube until it reached almost the end where it met Melody’s distended love bud. She repeated this with four more lengths of twine, happy that they were in place she glanced up at Melody who was struggling against the feelings of Madge’s groping, the now inactive vibrator still inside her vagina and the pressure on her clit.

‘Ready’ she said to herself and took the suction tube between her lips and lifted it up and away from the folds of flesh of Melody’s fanny.

Melody gasped as the suction tube was moved, pulling on her clitoris and stirring her climax that was so close to the surface. The position of the tube now exposed root of the swollen clitoris and Tracy slipped the fishing line back over this soft vulnerable flesh. Satisfied that it was at the very base of the nub she slowly pulled the ends of line tightening the knot around the flesh. Melody let out a screech before Madge could clamp a hand over her mouth as Tracy pulled the knot as tight as she could and tied it off. Repeating the torture with the other four lengths of thin line Tracy gleefully saw the trapped clitoris begin to throb very slightly.

Madge removed her hand and allowed Melody to speak ‘take it off, please take it off, it hurts so much’

Tracy wasn’t about to remove the line and instead turned the vibrator back on, pushing it deeper into Melody’s wet fanny.

Melody groaned and closed her eyes.

‘Wrap it properly.’ Madge said quietly. ‘here, let me.’ She moved round and took the reel of fishing line ‘give it another pump and then hold it out for me to get to.’

Melody, secured to the chair and desk groaned as Tracy put yet more vacuum onto her swollen clitoris, but the slow shagging with the buzzing rod in her other hand had her full attention.

Pulling the thin tube away from Melody’s sex Tracy watched as Madge formed a slip knot in the fishing line and slid it to the base of the stretched clit. She pulled the line until the knot was as tight as it could go, smiling as Melody’s eyes opened in response despite the work Tracy was doing with the dildo. Then, keeping the tension on the line, she wrapped the thin almost invisible line round and round the hard-little shaft. Tracy stared as the clitoris was squeezed into a longer shape by the repeated encircling. Happy that it was where she wanted it Madge snipped the line and tied it off tightly.

‘There, that’s better, you can release the suction now.’ Madge said quietly and watched as Tracy twisted the end of the valve.

Melody’s arse left the seat as the tube was removed and Madge flicked the bound nub of her clit with her sharp nail.

Leaning in Madge then took the line encased flesh in her lips and began to suck and lick it while Tracy plunged the vibrator deep into Melody’s dripping fanny.

Reaching for a phone Tracy turned on the video setting and watched through the screen as Melody came. Her eyes wide and rolling, mouth open and gasping for air and her whole back and bottom arched in the air above the chair.

‘I think she came. ‘Tracy laughed as Madge released her grip on Melody’s clit and the woman sank back into the chair.

Pulling the sticky dildo slowly from Melody's cunt she held it up to the bound woman's face "lick it!"

Melody, stretching to reach, lapped at the warm plastic tasting her own scent. As she did Madge bent and began to lick and kiss her fanny, sucking on the flaps of skin and licking the throbbing clit in its binding.

"You like Madge sucking your cunt, don’t you Mrs Mitchell?" Tracy asked running another vibrator over Melody’s out thrust boobs, circling in on the firm buds of her nipples.

Melody groaned as the buzzing rod pushed against her tits and Madge sank her mouth over her sex and gently mouth fucked her clit "Yes I do, I like it...."

"Good." Tracy moved down to join Madge between Melody’s thighs "let's see what two can do" and with that Madge and Tracy each took one of Melody's shapely legs and released the cords tied to the desk and walked them back over the back of the chair spreading them wide apart and tying the cords to the frame of the chair. Forced into a rolled position Melody's bottom slid a little further down the chair and her cunt gaped open revealing its sticky pink interior and her anus was in prime position.

The two women spun the chair to ensure the best angles for the cameras and started stroking Melody’s flesh of her thighs, fanny and arse.

The sensation of two sets of hands smoothing over her inner thighs and stroking the outsides of her sex were driving Melody mad and anus was twitching provocatively enticing the others to touch her there as well.

"Hasn’t she got a nice arse hole?" Tracy commented easing the cheeks of Melody's bottom even further apart to reveal the tightly puckered hole and trace her sharp long finger nail around it’s sensitive decorated edges.

"Yes, yes, I have" Melody said urgently, willing them to get on and satisfy the feelings of randiness in her "you can play with it, fuck it if you like" she added almost screaming.

‘Oh, can we now?’ Madge said with a little annoyance ‘we’ll be telling you what to do, not the other way around Mel! I want to hear you really begging for it, telling us what you are and what you want in the crudest fashion before we satisfy any of your wishes.’

She sunk her head over Melody’s arse and began to lick at her arsehole, pushing her tongue into the puckered hole and then lapping around the edges. Tracy was busy taking photos and video, close ups of Madge, the tied clit and of Melody as she reacted to the tonging that Madge was giving her. She was about to put the phone down when Melody began to talk, breathless but clear.

‘Oh, please fuck me, I am such a whore. I want you to fuck me, fuck my arse, fuck my randy cunt, spank me, beat me. Please treat me like the whore I am, fuck me, do anything you want with me but please fuck me.’

"OK then” Madge didn't waste a second and rose to release the cords and handcuffs "over the table with you my darling". Helping Melody up from the chair she snapped the loose cuff back into place, this time in front as she led her to the desk and pushed her into a bending position across its hard surface, her arms out in front of her. Melody’s tits contacted with the cold wooden surface and she would have jumped if Tracy had not at that moment spread her legs and placed a hand on the mound of her sex "What was it you wanted?" She asked brushing the erect tied nub of her cunt.

"Oh, fuck me please” Melody gasped her eyes widening as she watched Madge peel off a large banana from the bunch and show it to her as she spread lubricating jelly onto its shiny surface lovingly.

"We’re going to push this right up your tight little arse my pretty” Madge said seductively as she applied the gel to the fruit "fuck you good and proper we are. Do you want it?"

With Tracy’s fingers playing havoc with her sex Melody gasped her reply "Yes, I do, then will you fuck my cunt please?"

Smiling broadly Madge moved behind Melody's posterior to where Tracy was now parting the cheeks of her ample arse exposing the tight ring of her anus. Edging the hard banana against the muscle Madge began to push the lubricated fruit into the prone body. As the banana began to force its way inside her Melody began to pant heavily, trying to control the feelings of pain and thrill as the women, out of her sight, took charge of her completely. With half the fruits length inside Melody’s arse Madge began to fuck the shaft in and out, drawing the taught flesh of the woman's anus back and forth as she did. At the same time Tracy squeezed the tortured cheeks of her bottom in rhythm. Melody lifting her head from the desk groaned coarsely as she was overtaken by the feelings in her sex as the banana shagged her arse remorselessly.

Seeing Melody give herself over to the pleasure, Tracy began to speak clearly and carefully. "Want your fanny fucked Mrs Mitchell?" Melody’s gasps were clearly an affirmative response and Tracy continued “if you do, you know what I'll fuck you with, don’t you?"

Melody paused momentarily, aware of the direction the questioning was going but equally unable to fail to reply as Madge increased the depth and ferocity of the banana in her rear. Before she could reply however Tracy went on. "But you have to ask for it, and ask very, very nicely. And when I've done it, you know what will happen then too don't you?" Tracy picked up Melody’s phone and clicked to video mode and moved to get a close up on Melody’s face.

Again, Melody hesitated for a fraction of a second, then as Madge slipped her hand under her sex and placed the tip of her finger against her bound sex bud she began to beg, the words spilling out as if they wouldn't stop.

"The cucumber” she blurted "oh please god fuck me with the big cucumber, stick it in my fanny, push it up Suzi. Oh, please fuck me with it, I'll be good, I need it, I'll do anything just please fuck my cunt with the cucumber then you can spank my bottom wherever you want, please. I will go anywhere and do anything you ask just fuck me I beg you."

"Excellent" Tracy exclaimed, camera still running "get the cucumber! Please Madge."

Tracy reached to take the largest of the three cucumbers from the other woman before holding it close to Melody’s face "Lick and kiss it before it fucks your cunt Mrs Mitchell." Tracy commanded enjoying the freely given power to its fullest. Melody strained to reach the green shaft lapping at its cold plastic exterior and kissing it as if it were a man’s penis "Good girl" Tracy continued "tell me who you are, what you do, what do you want and then what we're going to do to you up in the hills, and beg for it?"

Melody looked imploringly into Tracy's eyes "my name's Melody Mitchell, I am Senior Buyer at WB medical and I want you to fuck me. Oh, please fuck me with the cucumber, push it up my cunt and make me scream and come. Then you and Madge can take me up the hills and spank my arse in the open and do anything you want with me. Please do it, please fuck my cunt with the cucumber now."

Satisfied that Melody had now reached the depth, or heights, of servitude Tracy moved behind Melody's gyrating posterior, where Madge was still working the banana slowly back and forth into her arse so deeply that it almost disappeared. Placing the bulbous tip of the green giant against the wet lips of Melody’s fanny she pushed it firmly against the red crevice of her vagina. Melody squealed in both pain and delight as she felt the shaft beginning to stretch her sex. Leaving the banana deeply embedded Madge picked up the phone and snapped away eager to catch the scene in full.

Melody tried to shift her position to enable easier access for the cucumber, grunting as she did so in low a****l tones. With the cucumber half way inside her the women hauled Melody up and turned her around before pushing her back on the desks hard surface and stretching her feet wide apart. As her arse hit the desk the banana disappeared all but the stalk, inside her anus, which clamped around it securely.

"We’ll get that out up the hills” Tracy laughed as she took a firm grip on the green length and pushed and pulled it in and out of Melody’s body. Within seconds Madge had to slap her hands over Melody's mouth as she began to wail and scream as the sensations of climax swept through her. Stepping back the two women looked on as Melody, the cucumber still in her fanny, lay gently rolling her hips, her half-clothed body swathed in perspiration, mouth open eyes unable to focus.

After a few minutes and lots of photos Tracy slid the green shaft roughly from Melody’s fanny “better get washed up in the toilets before someone sees you. I’ve put an off-site meeting for the three of us in the diaries, so no-one will be expecting to see us for the rest of the day."

On very shaky legs Melody pulled her blouse closed and tried to smooth her skirt out, then brushing her hair with her fingers she darted to the wash room before anyone could see her. As she moved the banana rubbed uncomfortably, and her tied clitoris pulled and tweaked with every step "oh my god” she thought to herself as she stared into the mirror and splashed cold water on to her face "what have I got myself into this time?"

Ten minutes later the three women were in Tracy’s car heading for the hills that over looked the town. Melody, sitting in the front passenger seat fidgeted trying to keep the stalk of the banana from disappearing beyond retrieval up her arse. As she did Madge, sitting behind her, reached round and took her right tit in her hand through the fine material of her blouse "You're going over my knee for a good smack Mrs Mitchell, my dear" Melody squirmed some more but did not have too much time to contemplate Madge's words as Tracy turned into the pay and display car park at the base of the numerous foot paths which meandered over the local beauty spot.

"OK out with you and bring the cucumbers!" Tracy instructed as Melody made no move to leave her seat "don't think your arse is going to escape my attention. A bet is a bet and your red bum, and lots of photos, are going to be proof of that!"

Melody clambered awkwardly out of the car and headed up a track indicated by Tracy, aware that the other two were right behind her - and discussing her!

"You can have a go at her first” Tracy said "then I'll give her a good seeing to. Don't forget she can't half scream when she wants to."

"Brilliant" Madge’s answer came in a girl like squeak of anticipation looking in the bag Tracy was carrying "I'll use the ping pong paddle on her arse, that should get her howling. What's the deep heat all about?"

"Just you wait and see” Tracy’s response was low and conspiratorial, the two women's voices falling into an inaudible murmuring so that Melody could no longer make out what they were saying.

Rounding a turn, her mind on other things, Melody almost bumped into an elderly couple and in the process dropped one of the two large green cucumbers she was carrying. The woman stooped and retrieved it for her, passing it back with a quizzical look on her face. Watching the other two women following the first they moved off around a corner the man took his wife's arm and steered her in the same direction as the disappearing trio.

Finally, they reached a spot Tracy had evidently chosen before. A flat area affording a fine view over the town but a bit off the beaten track so that they shouldn't be disturbed, too much.

As they stopped on Tracy's order Madge moved in front of Melody and began unbuttoning her blouse while Tracy deftly released the zip on her skirt to leave her naked but for her stockings and heeled shoes.

"No!" Melody protested to no avail as the women tossed her garments aside and manhandled her to the ground and over the lap of Madge who seated herself in readiness. Tracy assisted by grabbing Melody's hands and stopping her fighting back. Splayed over her lap and pulling the cheeks of her bottom apart Madge fished for the hard stalk of the banana, finding it with some difficulty before pulling its sticky soft length from Melody’s anus.

Melody squealed as the fruit was pulled from her struggling body "Ahh, that hurts!"

She shrieked even louder as no sooner was the fruit clear, but Madge slid two fingers, knuckle deep, into the stretched orifice of her bottom. Madge laughed at Melody's squeals “The girls will love her arse when they gang fuck it down at the club. It's so tight and she makes such a fuss about it"

At hearing the words Melody sprang into a convulsion of wriggling and struggling "You're not taking me anywhere you are fucking dyke!" She cursed.

"Oh, aren’t we” Tracy called back, picking up one of the discarded cucumbers from the grass and pushing its firm form against Melody's gyrating fanny "we'll soon see about that!" At the contact of the cool shaft against her sex Melody tried to close her thighs but Tracy had anticipated her move and, with Madge’s help, forced her legs apart and pushed the first few inches of green phallus up inside her struggling body. At the same moment Madge twisted and tweaked her fingers around in the girl’s arse triggering strange sensations within her cunt. As the cucumber was forced back and forth in her body Melody's resolve again began to subside and the pressure needed to keep her legs apart diminished until she was herself opening them wider and wider.

As soon as the two other women sensed Melody’s legs opening Madge slipped her fingers from her arse and landed a gentle slap on her bottom.

"Boohoo” Melody cooed as Madge applied a second firmed slap across her nates.

"Good girl” Madge replied "off my lap and on your hands and knees"

Melody responded quickly, assuming an obedient posture, like a well-trained dog, awaiting further instruction. Her misty tear-filled eyes looking at the ground in front of her.

Tracy now moved behind Melody's ample bottom, cucumber still in hand, and reached between her thighs, and began toying with the tightly tied shaft of her clitoris. Melody panted loudly, and her head sank a little. Smiling Tracy eased a few inches of the cucumber into her fanny as well.

"Look at me" snapped Madge who had been busy placing the small video cameras onto tripods to capture the action. Melody's attention was immediately back to her, her now rapidly glazing eyes looking obediently up at the older woman who now stood, legs astride, brandishing the new table tennis bat. Just as she was about to regale Melody with an account of what was about to happen, Madge noticed the elderly couple peering from behind a bush. She beckoned them forward to gain a better view.

"Well my little pet" she went on, her voice smooth and condescending "like having Tracy fuck your fanny from behind do you?" Melody nodded slowly but made no sound other than a low groan as the cucumber furrowed a path up her sex and the fingers flicked at her rock-hard clit. Annoyed Madge snapped "You'll bloody well answer when you're spoken to Mrs Mitchell or we'll leave you up here naked as you are!"

Immediately Melody stuttered her answer "Yes, I like it, please don't stop."

Somewhat placated Madge's tone softened a little. "That's better. Now then I'm going to spank your naughty bottom with this lovely table tennis bat you bought for us. Do you want that?"

This time Melody didn't miss her cue, helped more than a little as Tracy placed a hand on her arse and slipped her finger against her anus as she pushed and pulled on the shaft. "Yes, all right if you must, spank my bottom, please."

Madge was delighted and could only just remain firm in her manner as she continued "We have some guests" as she said it she pointed at the old couple still unsure of what to do and only just clear of the bushes "you should ask them to join us and watch your big bottom being smacked"

Melody gasped in shame as she realised that there were others present, but as she was about to react further Tracy pulled the cucumber fully out of her fanny and sank her mouth over the warm wet slit of her sex and began to chew and suck deeply on the distended clit.

"Oh yes!" she groaned, then as the feelings increased she almost screamed "Come over here and watch me. Madge is going to spank my arse. I've been very naughty I need a good spanking. Please come and watch." Her tone became frantic as Tracy brought her closer to the edge of her climax.

On hearing Melody's pleas, the old couple scurried forward to get a better view, and Tracy pulled away leaving Melody at the very pinnacle of coming, but not quite there.

"Head down, slut!" Madge barked as she took a step forward the bat raised menacingly "what do want?....... Come on beg you bitch."

Melody dropped her head onto her arms, pushing her arse upwards into the cool air of the hills and spoke as clearly as her emotions would allow, aware that she was begging to be abused in front of people she didn't know. "Please spank my bottom with the bat, smack it hard. I have been a bad girl and I deserve to be punished. Please spank me."

Madge advanced and placed a foot either side of Melody's waist, clamping her body between her strong legs. Happy that Melody was unable to move too much she bent a little and brought the table tennis bat down hard across Melody’s rounded taught bottom. Melody gasped loudly but didn't cry out and it wasn't until the sixth, well placed, crack of the bat that she made any audible sound, and only then a low whimper.

Madge passed the bat to Tracy after fifteen applications and the splat of wood against flesh took on a new sound as Tracy struck home even harder than Madge had. Melody yelped and cried as the blows rained down across her tortured buns, but Madge had her firmly grasped and despite frantic movements she was held in place. Finally, Tracy stopped and reached into the bag and took out the signalled can of Deep Heat.

"There's a good girl, that didn't hurt too much now did it” she asked in a soothing voice as she gently shook the aerosol.

Melody sobbed, her voice catching on the words of reply "Yes it hurt terribly, my bottom is so sore."

Tracy quietly flipped the lid off the can "This will help take your mind off the bat darling” she called and sprayed Melody's bright red arse and thighs with the contents of the can.

Melody jumped at the cold contact of the fine spray “Oh what was that” she yelped unable to reach back to wipe her rear. Within a moment though the effect of the muscle warmer sank in and Madge jumped clear as Melody screamed, her bottom now on fire as the treatment sank into her inflamed posterior.

Standing back the two women, and the old couple, delighted as Melody, naked but for her hose and shoes, jumped about, rubbing her bottom on the cold grass and crying in pain, her tits bouncing and all attempts at modesty completely lost as she sought relief.

Only after several minutes did the sensation start to die down and her contortions become less frantic. Then as one, Madge and Tracy leapt on Melody and clamped her wrists together in hand cuffs behind her back, before pinning her on her back on the grass and spreading her thighs wide apart.

"Come on then mate” Tracy called to the watching couple “come and fuck her with this" she held out the cucumber. Hesitantly at first the old man advanced. Then his confidence growing he took the thick shaft and placed it against the lips of Melody’s proffered sex.

"No, no I don't want to" Melody wailed "please no, don’t let him touch me"

"Go on fuck the tart” Tracy egged the man on and pulled Melody's fanny lips open for him, exposing the red flesh of her inner sex. As he made to push the phallus inside his wife pushed him aside and grabbed the cucumber. "Here let me at her, you’ll be all day” and with one hard push she ploughed the green stick between Melody’s outstretched legs and up into her stomach "Cor she’s got a deep fanny this one." She called coarsely, then adding ‘and you’ve tied her fucking trigger up, your bitches.’

Melody’s screams reached fever pitch as the old woman fucked the cucumber in and out of her sex. Madge moved back and, lifting her skirts, sat down over Melody's face, rubbing her thickly scented fanny over the trussed woman’s mouth and nostrils. Melody's vision cut off she gasped for air through the clinging fabric of Madge's knickers, whilst the force of the fucking continued unabated. Slowly her sex began to respond despite the roughness and she bit and chewed at the cotton gusset of the underwear forced into her face.

"That’s better, she’s getting the idea” Madge laughed loudly "fuck her good and proper granny. The harder the better."

It wasn’t possible for the old woman to use any more force as she forced the slippery green length back and forth past the stretching lips of Melody's sex.

"Cor, she loves it don’t she" the woman cackled as Melody's thighs voluntarily opened wider and her arse began to rise to meet the cucumber as it plunged into her body.

Suddenly all the muscles on her thighs tightened and Melody screamed into the gag of the other woman's arse as she exploded in a climax, throwing her bottom up and down, trying to wring every ounce of satisfaction from the moment. As she sank back, exhausted, Tracy took the old woman's hand and drew the cucumber from Melody's sore sex "there I think she's come now. We'll let you have a closer look at her cunt if you and your old man want to"

Tracy picked up the sherbet dips and tore the tops off the tubes before rolling Melody back a little to allow Madge to grab her ankles and pull them up, back and apart. Melody totally exhausted put up no resistance as Madge pulled her so that her recently assaulted sex was open and accessible for Tracy to plunge the tube of sherbet dip deep into the recess of her cunt. Puffing the cardboard to get all of the yellow powder into her Tracy picked up the second, third and fourth tubes and emptied them into Melody in the same way "Ok up with her” Tracy commanded as Madge dropped her legs and lifted her damp pants off her face.

"Come on stand up!" Tracy snapped and slapped Melody to ensure her attention. With difficulty, and some help, Melody struggled to her feet, looking down at the powder around the edges of her sex.

"What do you want me to do?" She asked, completely defeated.

"Legs apart and push your Suzi out” Tracy replied planting a firm slap across Melody's still sore bottom "and I mean push it right out." As Melody spread her legs, bending them at the knees a little to allow her sex to be pushed forward Madge pointed lewdly at her. "Come on mate you can go first. Lick the sherbet out of that and you'll never want a liquorice stick again."

Amazed at his good fortune the old man knelt down and crawled over to Melody’s sex which was pushed out in offering to him. Tentatively he began to lick at the edges where the yellow dust hung, he continued in this vain for several minutes whilst Melody, her eyes tightly closed, shook her head slowly from side to side as his poor efforts none the less brushed her tied clit back and forth.

Annoyed at her husband’s ineptitude the old woman pushed him aside "Bloody hell let me at it, you'll be here all day" Grabbing Melody's arse from between her thighs and causing her to topple over and only remain somewhat upright because of Madge’s firm grasp on her shoulders the woman sank her face into her fanny. Her tongue probing as deep as she could reach between the soft folds of skin, her false teeth rasping against the insides of her fanny as she lapped away at the sherbet inside.

"Cor bring her round our house I'll sort this one out" the woman gasped, catching her breath before plunging back into Melody’s sex.

As the sherbet disappeared into the old woman Melody began to mumble, at first pleading for her to stop then begging for her to continue, pleading with her not to tire before she brought her off. As it was it was a close-run thing as no sooner had Melody squealed than the woman dropped back exhausted.

Madge let go of Melody's shoulders and she collapsed onto the grass, her whole-body quivering in the after effects of her climax.

"We’d better get back to the office” Tracy said after a few minutes “we can drop this one off at her house to recover if we're taking her out tonight."

So, heaving Melody into her clothes and releasing her bonds the two women said their farewells to the old couple, promising to give the woman a call later, and bundled Melody back to the car.

Leaving Melody standing bemused on the drive of her house Tracy called out of the car window loud enough for the whole street to hear "We'll tell Tony you’re sick. Be ready to go out at eight. Don’t try to untie your clit and pack the Mars Bars, line and deep heat in your bag. I’ll text with your wardrobe instructions. Bye!"

Melody opened the door of the house and sank into an armchair. "Oh no not again tonight” she thought as she slipped in to sleep.