A Meeting of Maids Part2
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So Ian sat there enjoying another cup of coffee and smoking a cigarette. He didn't do the dishes or vacuum the carpets. The minor dust on the hardwood furniture remained untouched and he intended to leave everything as it was. His mistress had threatened him with punishment and he looked forward to it.
Way back when he had left home and moved into his apartment he had accidentally discovered that he liked to be disciplined. This occurred while he was living at home and had just finished applying his makeup and, as usual, he looked as stunning as ever. Ian then donned the black satin nightie and black nylons held up by a black garter belt.
Matching panties were slid up his legs and were mostly worn to help hide his cock. Once finished, he began to prepare a load of clothes for the washer. His tiny apartment featured a built-in washer and dryer that were large enough to do a few items so the tenant didn't have to venture to the laundromat. It was as he was withdrawing the belt from his jeans it became snagged on a belt loop forcing him to apply more force.
The belt released itself and the force he exerted let the tip fly and snake around him and strike him on the upper thigh. A thrill shot through his body and caused his cock to become hard again. He dropped his jeans, took the belt and stood in front of the full-length mirror in his bedroom.
"You've been a bad girl, haven't you?" he said to his pretty reflection.
Holding his belt by the buckle, he then swung the tip behind him and his cock jumped in its silky cocoon as the leather bit into the soft flesh under his panties.
"Slut, whore, bitch," he said to the pretty girl in the mirror. Each curse was accompanied by a swing of the belt and the sting of leather against his ass. The sight, sound, and feel of this new thrill quickly sent him over the edge and he lost his load in his silky panties.
Ian slumped to the floor where he lay for the longest time. When he finally stood up and slid his cum filled panties off, he felt pain. A quick peek in the mirror revealed three or four red streaks across his ass. They were bright red and painful to touch, and sent him to the fridge for some ice.
It took a few days to recover and it made sitting at his desk at work a real chore so he would have to limit the amount of spanking he gave himself. Maybe today would end this self-imposed restriction.
He lost track of time and the sound of Janice's car pulling into the garage spurred him into action. He flew to his ready room and was retouching his flawless makeup when he heard his mistress's voice.
"Where are you, bitch?" he heard the stunning blonde call out.
"I am here, mistress," he responded, offering a curtsey.
"Did you do anything while I was gone?" she asked.
"Yes. I drank coffee, smoked some cigarettes, and thought about my situation," he responded.
"I told you there would be consequences for being lazy, did I not?" Janice asked.
"Yes," the maid responded with her eyes downcast.
"Wait here," was all Janice said as she left the kitchen.
When she finally returned, Ian's eyes almost popped out of his head at the sight of her. She had removed her business attire and donned a pair of black leather panties and a matching bra. A leather garter belt held up black smoked nylons and four-inch heels adorned her tiny feet.
Janice slid a kitchen chair away from the table and then summoned her maid to stand closer. Janice then took a red ball gag that she had tucked in the back of her garter belt and placed it between Ian's red lips. Janice spun him around and then produced an old nylon stocking and bound his wrists together.
Janice then took a seat and ordered her maid to turn around. She then reached across her body and snagged Ian's bicep and pulled him so he eventually was across her silky lap.
Ian then felt his tiny maid's skirt and petticoat flipped up and placed under his bound hands.
"This will teach you to disobey me," Janice said as she brought her small hand down forcefully against Ian's panty covered ass.
The gag prevented him from begging and only a pitiful muffled moan escaped from his gag.
"Lazy bitch. The next time I tell you to clean house, you better obey." Each word was accompanied by a smack of her hand against his firm ass.
A second later Ian's body shook and he lost his load in his panties. Janice helped him up and removed the gag and restraint and then wrapped her arms around him. Ian noticed that her eyes were quite large and her breathing had become heavy.
"Are you OK?" Janice asked softly.
"I'm fantastic," Ian responded. "When did you get that outfit?" Ian asked as he admired her leather attire.
"Some time ago. I kept it hidden and was looking for an excuse to wear it, and it seems like I found one. I didn't know you like being spanked," Janice said after giving him a long lover's kiss.
"I do," he responded and then proceeded to tell her about the first time.
"Well, you're not the only one," she admitted.
Ian quickly dropped to his knees and commenced to slide Janice's leather panties down her legs. He noted that her pink slit was glistening with moisture. He then quickly took a seat and grabbed Janice by the wrist and pulled her down and across his lap. He didn't use the nylon to bind her wrists as he was strong enough to hold both of her wrists together.
"Now, my mistress, let's see how you like being spanked," Ian said in a most feminine voice as he brought his hand down on Janice's perfect ass.
"No, no," she begged. "You are not allowed to spank me."
"I'm not asking for permission," Ian responded and commenced to bring his hand down on her perfect ass.
Between her moaning and begging him to stop plus the feel of her firm body squirming against his maid's skirt, he began to get hard again. Ian stopped the spanking and allowed her to stand up. He used his free hand to pull up his petticoat and skirt up just far enough so his rock hard cock sprang into the air.
Janice saw his rigid manhood pulsing to each beat of his heart and protested what was going to happen next.
"I didn't give you permission to enter me," she moaned.
"I didn't ask for any," Ian answered as he slid his chair forward and grabbed her by the waist and forced her to lower herself on his erection.
A long sustained moan escaped Janice as Ian's hard cock entered her tight pussy. Janice could no longer play-act and began to ride Ian with everything she had. Not long afterward they both experienced major earth-shattering orgasms.
Janice remained in Ian's lap for the longest time as they shared gentle kisses.
"That was positively the best ever," Janice finally commented. "The mistress being spanked and fucked by her maid after she spanked her."
"Maybe next time I will wear one of your business suits and you wear one of my uniforms," Ian suggested.
"Oh yes," was all Janice could say in a soft voice as her mind envisioned Ian in one of her suits and spanking her while dressed as the French maid.
As they sat there with their heads on each other's shoulders they thought about their next session and how it would play out.
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