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CAROL — A PAUL PURPLE STORY [ part 26 ] Over a week has passed and Carol is now visibly gaining weight, she wasn’t yet up to normal size and needed some time to develop, but I was happy with the way she was. I was upstairs working away – the girls were still downstairs doing their lessons, Carol was now beyond the others in her grade, which shows what intensive teaching can achieve. – Anyway, I was working away in my office when the computer announced a phone call which I answered. “Hello Paul its Sharon, I’m just about to leave home now to visit you, by the way there’s been a change in plan. I’m bringing William with me instead of Safina.” “Okay Sharon, thanks for letting me know. Any reason for the change of heart?” I asked her. “Well George thought that it might be too much for Safina if she was to be with you for any time, and he suggested that I bring William down so that he could spend some time with her.” I’d only met George once and could picture what he would be doing with Safina. “I understand Sharon, we’ll expect you in about three hours, bye.” I broke the connection and went downstairs to inform the girls. “So how are we to treat this William? As a master, slave or equal?” Pauline asked me. I had to think about this, “Not as a master, he’s a visiting slave of Sharon’s so in some cases he’s an equal, but as he’s visiting us he could also be treated as a slave as well, I’d have to check with Sharon when she’s here.” I paused before continuing. “I’m not sure how he was trained, he lives with Sharon and her husband and Safina, so I suppose to the outside world he’s their adopted son as Safina’s their daughter. So he might not be up to your standards and may require some ‘fine-tuning’ to get him back into shape, he’s going to be used to just Sharon’s pleasure and possibly Safina’s as he did try to protect her when I visited them last.” “So we’ll be able to ‘play’ with him?” Pauline persisted. “Oh yes, and he with you two, but not Carol . . .” I looked at her and noticed that her face had dropped slightly, “I’m sorry Carol but you’re not yet upto condition to do anything much.” “Well she could give him a blow-job, so that she can see how men differ in their reactions.” Billie-Jo said, of course she would suggest that. “Yes that would be fine, but that’s all.” I admonished them. As I was leaving the basement to return upstairs I beckoned to Pauline. “I want everyone to eat upstairs tonight, so that Sharon can see how Carol reacts with solid food. So you all have to be dressed.” Pauline nodded her understanding and then looked at the two others still working away and not taking any notice of us, “But what about Carol? She hasn’t any clothes that fit her?” I had to think and then said, “Well we’ll dress her in the Alice costume . ..” I saw Pauline’s apprehensive face and then said, “It will be alright, tell her that the costume will be inactive, it will just be a dress for tonight.” Pauline smiled and said she would. I then had to return upstairs and plan the dinner for us all. This would be slightly heavier than recent meals for Carol and so I had to plan smaller portions with a second plate in reserve, just in case she wanted more.
Sharon arrived on time and I welcomed her, “Where’s William?” I asked her as she got out of the car. She went to the trunk and opened it. Inside was the dark haired boy I’d met previously. “He didn’t want to come.” She said crossly, “Wanted to stay with Safina and George!” She shook her head, “He’s becoming too protective of that girl I suppose.” She added. “Isn’t that a good thing?” I asked, “You know bonding and the like?” “Well I suppose it is, but he is supposed to be my slave! Oh well, he’ll learn won’t he!” Sharon said as she picked the unconscious boy up. “I had to sedate him anyway so that he doesn’t know where he is.” She added smiling at me. I went to take him from her but she waved me away, so I showed her to her room. Billie-Jo was already there waiting for Sharon, I’d previously arranged that as she seemed to enjoy the attention that Billie-Jo had bestowed on her. She dumped William onto the bed and then kissed Billie-Jo on the lips. “Hello Billie-Jo, it’s wonderful to see you again. Maybe you can do something about this lump here.” And with those words William was reduced from equal to slave in Billie-Jo’s eyes. “Yes mistress, do you want him punished or just educated?” Billie-Jo asked. “Oh a light punishment would be nice, about 25 with a cane I would think.” Sharon said evenly, Billie-Jo looked at me and I shook my head. “Sharon you’ll find that our canes are a bit heavier than you’re used to, I’d let the girls decide on the amount.” I suggested lightly. Sharon shook her head, “No Paul, I decide on his punishment, he is mine after all.” Sharon said. “Fine Sharon. Billie-Jo please go downstairs and bring up the cane and I’d suggest the taws as well, Sharon will be administering the punishment.” I said noting how Sharon’s face dropped. “Me? But I’m not going to . . .” She started to say but Billie-Jo had already left the room. “Sharon? As you said he is your slave to punish, you have decreed the punishment and I’m allowing you to go ahead. In my opinion it’s too many but that’s me, however as he is your slave to hurt I’m not going to stop you.” “But I thought that you’d be doing the punishment, it is your house after all.” She said and I realised that she’d set a trap for me, but I decided that I wasn’t in the trapping mood. “No Sharon! If I do any punishing then it’s on my terms not yours, he’s your slave and so you will punish him.” I told her and left her to rouse William. I met up with Pauline in the hallway she was with Billie-Jo, “Master? Will you really hit that slave with the cane?” She asked me “No Pauline, although it could be argued that Sharon did expect me to, but I think 25 might be too excessive for him. Billie-Jo, take the cane into Sharon and present it to her. Then return to me here.” I instructed. Billie-Jo did as I asked her to and we waited by the door listening. “Now William, you disobeyed me! When I order you to come with me you will do so! Is that understood?” Sharon’s voice could be heard saying. “Yes mistress, but I should have . . . OW!” William said as the first blow landed on his backside. There were four more cries of pain before Sharon staggered out of the room shaking her head. “I can’t . . . I didn’t think it would . . .” She tried to say. “But you ordered 25 strikes with the cane!” I reminded her pointing to the doorway. “No I can’t!” She said, “Could you punish him instead, anyway you want.” She added. I nodded, “Certainly. Pauline, Billie-Jo take William down to the basement and place him on the frame. Keep it rigid please.” The two girls went into the bedroom and half-carried, half-dragged the moaning boy out and down the hallway, 5 vivid welts showing on his naked ass, his shirt failing to cover it as the girls were holding it up, his pants and shorts around his ankles. “You haven’t really punished him before, have you?” I asked Sharon. “Of course I have. I spank him every day. It just that I’ve never had the chance to use a cane on him before.” Sharon answered slightly shamefully. “I know, the thought of it is exciting and makes your blood rush around your body. But when you actually see the results of your work it makes you feel sick.” I said watching her eyes as she admitted this to herself. “How do you manage it?” She asked me. I held up the taws, a large leather strap with cut ‘fingers’. “I use this at first, and then when they are used to it I progress to the strap and finally the dog-whip, but that’s only as a last resort. Shall we see how the girls are getting on?” I said leading the way. I stopped off at the kitchen to check that the dinner was okay, William would need some time to recover, if he was going to be allowed dinner this night. “Something smells good.” Sharon said. “Yes and I hope you and the girls are hungry.” I said and led Sharon down into the basement.
In the basement William had been completely stripped and was hanging in the rack. Carol was examining him closely as Pauline was whispering to her. “Well Carol what’s your impression?” I asked her as Sharon examined William. “He’s not as big as you are master.” She said which made the other two girls giggle, “And he’s not as hairy!” “Well both those things will happen as he gets older; you’ll notice that he’s old enough to have an erection though?” I said. “Oh yes master, and it feels nice.” Carol said without blushing. “What does he taste like?” I asked her This time she did blush, “I don’t know master, I didn’t think I was allowed to try it.” She finally said. I turned to Sharon, “You don’t mind if Carol performs fellatio on William?” I asked her. She shook her head. “Not at all, he’s used to Safina practising on him, and he’s got a very talented tongue, not upto Safina’s level of course but then he’s at a disadvantage isn’t he.” Sharon said. I ignored the implied comment and just nodded to Carol who knelt before the bound boy. She smiled up at his face, which still had tears on it following his previous punishment, and then opened her mouth to engulf him. After a few seconds his face changed as he registered Carol’s actions on his cock and he started to pump his hips forward, I nodded to Billie-Jo who was standing behind him. As he came back again Billie-Jo brought the taws across his ass. “OW!” He cried and quickly moved forward again pushing his cock into Carol mouth. She started to swallow quickly to get pass the gag effect but William pulled back to continue his fucking motion, just in time for Billie-Jo to strike again. “OW! That hurts!” He cried moving away from Billie-Jo once again and plugging Carol’s mouth. I turned to Sharon “You see Sharon, the taws, when used properly, gives a wider area of pain but without the injurious side effects.” I told her this is a lecture type voice knowing full well that William could hear me. In the meantime Billie-Jo had completed 5 hits and was resting while Carol kept on with her sucking. William started to enjoy the attention that Carol was giving him, this time he started to buck faster into Carol’s mouth without Billie-Jo’s help. Pauline stopped Carol and made her stand back while William’s cock deflated without its stimulation. After a few minutes Carol was allowed to resume her attack, I noticed that Sharon was watching her closely. Then Billie-Jo started again to strike William’s ass with the taws. “Mistress, please stop them, it’s hurting me.” William called to Sharon. I turned to her. “Well Sharon? He is your slave. Do you want them to stop?” I asked her. She looked at Carol moving her head in William’s groin, at Billie-Jo still hitting him with the taws and Pauline standing by with a whip in her hands. “Is she going to hit him with that?” Sharon asked me. “Of course she is! When Billie-Jo reaches 15 then Pauline will give him the last 5 with the whip, its simple maths.” I said “You told him that you’d give him 25 strikes, we’re just keeping you to that, unless you decide otherwise of course.” By this time Billie-Jo had just finished her last hit and the two girls paused while Carol brought William over the top and started to swallow his emissions, keeping some in her mouth which she shared with Billie-Jo and Pauline. Carol then returned to me and knelt down, “Thank you master, he was so tasty and there was so much of it!” She said her voice breathless and her eyes sparkling. “Carol you weren’t forced to do that were you?” Sharon asked the kneeling girl in front of us. Carol shook her head, “No mistress. Pauline did say that I could just watch if I wanted to while Billie-Jo sucked William off, but since the only man I’ve done that to is master, I wanted to know what other men tasted like.” “Well he does produce a lot, and you enjoyed it, even when he pushed his cock into your throat?” Carol asked her. “It was a surprise, but I think the small amount of training that Billie-Jo and master have given me helped me.” Carol said smiling. Pauline was now standing in front of William holding the whip. “Mistress, where do you want me to hit him? On the front or behind?” William was now looking at Pauline in fear, trying to move his groin away from the whip welding girl. He looked over to Sharon and started to beg. “Please mistress, don’t let her hit me there! I’ll do what you tell me but please stop her!” Sharon considered his pleas, “Can you release him Pauline, I’m sure he’ll behave himself. William you will get dressed and then thank Carol here for taking care of you!” Billie-Jo released William from the frame and then put the taws and whip away. William in the meantime picked up his shorts and put them on wincing as the fabric rested on his heated buttocks. He put on his shirt next then his socks finally he pulled up his pants, again feeling the effects of the beatings on his skin. He then turned and walked stiffly to Carol. “Thank you Carol for servicing me.” Carol was about to answer but was stopped when Sharon slapped William across the face. He looked at her tears bunching on his face. “William! Carol was not acting like a cow to your bull. Thank her nicely for the blow-job she gave you!” Sharon said. William looked at the girl, who was still kneeling in front of us, and then bowed – taking in a deep breath as his buttocks rubbed against the material of his shorts. “Thank you Miss Carol for giving me a very nice blow job.” He said formally and then raised himself up and looked at Sharon. “I’m sorry for my attitude mistress, I will try to do better.” He said rubbing his buttocks as he spoke, but there was something in his eyes I didn’t trust. “I’m sure you will William, I’m sorry I had to do that but you were starting to get above yourself. Now return upstairs.” She watched as the boy left. “I’m sorry Paul, I think I may have made a mistake bringing him here, I just wanted to split him from Safina for a couple of days.” She said quietly. I didn’t say anything, what could I say about that? I looked at my watch. “Well it’s almost dinner time. Girls prepare yourselves; Pauline will give you your instructions but for now go and get washed. Sharon if you’ll accompany me upstairs.” I held out my arm to Sharon who graciously took it and we walked through the door and up the basement stairs. |