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Subject: {ASSM} RP Divertimenti 02 (FF+, D/s, Span, Humil)
Date: Tue, 28 Aug 2001 23:10:03 -0400
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Divertimenti (2/2)

Part Two (FFF, Light BDSM, Span, D/s, hum, nc?)

By Hecate (hecate@newsguy.com)


Crystal and me remained naked, but Miss Claire was still dressed.  I 
longed to see her body but was disappointed when she told Crystal 
and I to get dressed.  Miss Claire said that we were going out for a 
bite to eat before we came back here for the rest of the evening.  
She told us that we should dress in blouses and short skirts, and 
that neither of us was to wear bra or panties.  I felt sexy as I 
dressed, and got turned on as I walked downstairs, feeling the air 
on my naked pussy. 

We all got in the car.  Crystal was to drive, and Miss Claire told 
me to get in the back with her. Miss Claire and I sat back in the 
leather seats of the Jaguar, and Miss Claire gave directions to 
Crystal.  She pulled away from the kerb.  It would take about 
fifteen minutes to get to the restaurant. 

"Enjoying yourself, my little slave," said Miss Claire, looking 
right into my eyes. 

"Y-yes," I said, with a little hesitation. 

"We can stop now, if you want.  We'll turn around and go back, and 
I'll leave.  And I won't come back", Miss Claire said sharply. 

"No, no, please don't!" I beseeched her. 

She smiled and said that if I really, really wanted her to she would 
stay. She looked so lovely, how could I do other than dimly nod my 
head, realizing that she was the one person in my life who I really 
loved. 

"So, you won't question my instructions any more, ever?" 

"No.  I am yours to be command," I said, almost pleadingly. 

"Good.  Now undo your blouse and expose your breasts," Miss Claire 
ordered. 

Almost automatically, I did as she required.  I sat there in the 
back of the car with my breasts exposed.  Miss Claire then told 
Crystal to make sure she could see the back seats in her mirror. 

"Now tease your nipples until they are as hard as you can make 
them," Miss Claire demanded. 

I stroked my hands over my breasts, catching the nipples each time 
until they had started to harden.  I started teasing my nipples 
directly, alternately flicking them gently with my thumb and pulling 
and rubbing them with my fingers.  I quickly got aroused and could 
feel my pussy was wetten.  Soon, my nipples were hard nubs and my 
face was flushed.  I looked up and saw the reflection of Crystal's 
face, leering at me. 

"Feeling sexy now, my horny slut?" grinned Miss Claire. 

"Yes," I sighed. 

"Are you all wet for your Mistress?" 

"Yes," I breathed. 

"Then you'd better pull your skirt up to your waist so you don't get 
a wet patch on it - and so we can see for ourselves." 

My nipples were throbbing as I pulled my skirt up to my waist. I 
looked back at Miss Claire to see her staring at my crotch. 

"I'll bet you want to come, don't you?" said Miss Claire. 

"Pleeeease," I implored her. 

Miss Claire slowly pulled down the disguised zip at the front of her 
dress, exposing a shiny black bra.  She pulled the clip in the 
middle of her bra and her juicy tits sprang free. 

"Now, slut, there's something for you to look at while you make 
yourself come.  Go ahead, play with your cunt and have a nice big 
orgasm - but only one," she dictated. 
 
I stared at her breasts, the tight silky-smooth skin and the cherry-
tipped globes pushing between the sides of her dress. I would rather 
have touched them, but this was the most I had seen of her body and 
the sight enraptured me.  I began tweaking my nipples with one hand 
whilst slithering my hand up and down my pussy lips, breathing 
faster and faster.  I was so frantic, I knew that it would not take 
me long to come. I concentrated on my clit, rubbing it faster and 
faster, feeling the wetness seep out of me and my pussy lips expand 
with the feelings. I looked in the mirror again and saw Crystal 
staring at me, then I looked back at those gorgeous breasts and 
came, shouting aloud "Mistress, Mistress", as my brain seemed to 
explode. 

I flopped back in the seat, still feeling horny, my breasts and quim 
exposed to anyone who looked in the car.  I looked across at Miss 
Claire - she had already covered herself.  She leaned over and felt 
between my legs. 

"You've made the seat all wet," she said, "I will have to punish you 
for that." 

After all that had gone on, I now found that I welcomed it.  I 
looked at her, eyes slightly downcast, and said, "Yes Mistress". 

A few minutes later we were at the restaurant and I found that Miss 
Claire had already booked a table, finally proving to me that she 
*had* planned all this.  The table was in an alcove near the middle 
of the restaurant, closed in on three sides, but with the other side 
open to anyone who looked.  It had one of those semi-circular padded 
seats round the three sides.  The settings were all neatly laid out 
over a brilliant white tablecloth, hanging almost to the floor.  
Miss Claire ordered for all three of us and we started to eat. 

Miss Claire ordered the first and second courses for all of us, and 
the food was lovely.  We talked, Crystal and I, only when we were 
spoken to, of course, and we enjoyed ourselves.  There was lots of 
smiling and laughter, no doubt aided by the wine.  When we had 
finished, Miss Claire ordered dessert for us.  She and Crystal both 
had a piece of gateau and Miss Claire ordered me some profiteroles 
covered in chocolate sauce.  While we were waiting for the dessert 
we were chatting.  I had noticed that Crystal was looking quite 
flushed and thought it was the wine.  But, now I saw that Miss 
Claire's left hand was pushed under the tablecloth on Crystal's side 
and was moving gently.  I wondered if she had been teasing Crystal 
all through the meal, and why she hadn't done the same to me. 

The dessert arrived and we began eating.  Crystal and Miss Claire 
finished their gateau quite quickly, and I had only a couple of 
profiteroles left.  I was still feeling very horny and was now dying 
to get back home for some more 'lessons'. Just before I started to 
eat them, Miss Claire reached across and stopped me. 

"No," she said.  I looked at her quizzically. "Wait," she said. 

Then Miss Claire reached over and picked up the sticky, chocolatey 
profiteroles with her left hand - which promptly disappeared under 
the tablecloth again.  I watched Crystal's face and saw her smile 
dreamily, while imagining what was going on.  I saw Miss Claire 
whisper something in Crystal's ear. Then I got a surprise. 

Miss Claire looked at me and said, "Slide down under the table and 
finish your dessert."  I looked at her horrified at first, then 
quickly glanced around to see if anyone was watching. 

"Well?!" Said Miss Claire, aggressively. 

I could no longer refuse her and slowly slid under the table, my 
skirt rucking up to my waist.  To the side of me were Miss Claire's 
legs, but directly in front of me was the bottom half of Crystal.  
Her skirt was pushed up to her abdomen, and her legs spread wide 
apart.  I could see all of her, though it was dark under the table, 
and I could smell the womanly aroma of her quim, mixed with the 
sweet smell of the chocolate sauce.  The profiteroles were not 
visible, and I knew what I had to do.  I inched up between Crystal's 
legs till my mouth was just touching her cunny and gently licked.  
The taste of the chocolate mixed with the taste of her juices was 
wonderful.  I almost felt like orgasming after my first taste. 
Crystal slid forward to the edge of the seat and I licked her quim 
up and down before sticking my tongue inside her to find the 
profiteroles. 

I sucked out the remaining two profiteroles and continued to slowly 
tongue fuck her beautiful pussy.  Just then, I felt something brush 
against my pussy and realized it was the stockinged foot of Miss 
Claire.  As I carried on sucking and licking Crystal, Miss Claire 
teased with her foot until I was near boiling point.  Under the 
table, I swayed my buttocks back and forth as she caressed my cunny.  
I could sense that Crystal was about to come; her juices were 
flooding into my mouth and her legs had closed to tightly grip my 
head.  I felt Crystal shiver as she came, and heard low sounds as 
she tried to keep quiet.  As she came, Miss Claire took her foot 
away, leaving me hot and dripping and frustratedly turned on. 

A foot nudged me, and I judged that I was being told to return to my 
seat.  I slid back up, the way I had come, pulling my skirt down at 
the same time.  Miss Claire had a very wide grin and Crystal looked 
at me languidly, flushed and with a glow to her skin. 

As if nothing had happened, we sat there and conversed, having our 
coffee, before Miss Claire paid the bill and we left.  I knew 
something more was going to happen, when we got in the car.  Miss 
Claire said she was going to drive and told Crystal and me to get in 
the back.  Before we started off, Miss Claire told me to obey 
Crystal as if it were she for the length of the journey. I sat next 
to Crystal and we drove off. 

Crystal unbuttoned her top and turned full on to me. 

"Suck my tits, you spoilt little slut!" she directed. 

I leaned over, grabbing her breasts with my hands and pushing them 
together, and started to suck and lick her breasts and nipples.  I 
kneaded them with my hands, and opened my mouth as wide as I could 
as if to get the whole of each breast inside me. They were warm and 
satiny, and I gorged myself until her nipples were stiff. I could 
hear her groaning and she kept pulling my head, first to one breast, 
then the other. 

Then Crystal pushed me away and said, "On the floor!" 

As I crawled onto the floor of the Jaguar, she pulled her skirt up 
and sat on the edge of the seat, her legs akimbo. 

"I want to come three times before we get back! You've go about 
seven minutes, so you'd better get started!" she demanded. 

I knew she would be allowed to punish me, too, if I didn't comply. 

I moved back into the position I took in the restaurant - between 
her legs, with my face up against her quim.  I was still so horny, I 
would have done anything, anywhere, with anyone.  I could feel my 
pussy secretions slithering down onto the tops of my inner thighs. 

I began to lick, as I had before, but instead of being slow and 
leisurely I lapped at her cunny much more quickly.  This time, I 
used one hand to spread her cunny lips so I could get deeper into 
her as I fucked her with my tongue.  Then I began to nibble and suck 
on her clitoris, whilst thrusting two fingers into her widening quim 
- in and out, in and out.  As she started to thrust her hips into my 
face, smearing me with her juices, I sucked harder on her clit and 
thrust harder and faster into her with my fingers.  She screamed as 
she came and I knew if I kept going I could make her come again and 
again.  I carried on sucking her clit into my mouth and finger-
fucking her as she started to come again.  As I continued she came a 
third and fourth time before pushing me away and collapsing back 
into the seat.  Just as she did, I felt the car stop.  Made it!!!! 

After straightening ourselves out, we went back into my house with 
Miss Claire. 

We went upstairs again to my bedroom, and I noticed that Miss Claire 
was carrying a small bag that had been on the passenger seat of the 
car.  I wondered, and fantasized about what was in it. 

"Right! Crystal, Susannah...Strip!" ordered Miss Claire.  As we 
hadn't much on this didn't take very long. 

"Susannah, come here!" she waved me towards her. 

"For a start, you made my car seat all wet.  Then you did the same 
on the way back with Crystal. You deserve some punishment don't you 
think?" 

I knew this was a dangerous question.  Anything other than yes would 
make my punishment even worse. 

"Yes, Miss," I agreed, shamefacedly. 

"Crystal - stand behind her and pull her arms behind her," she said, 
domineeringly. 

I felt Crystal's soft breasts push into my back and she drew my arms 
around behind me. 

Miss Claire reached into her bag and pulled a pair of velvet-lined 
handcuffs and moved out of my sight.  I felt her click one, then the 
other handcuff on my wrists.  They had a short chain and I could not 
really move my arms. This left me standing there with my breasts 
pushing out in front. 

She whispered something to Crystal, and Crystal came round in front 
of me.  She started to caress my breasts, and suck and kiss my 
nipples.  The fire was again building in my cunny, I had had no 
relief for hours, except for that one come in the car, and I was 
feeling so horny. 

Miss Claire ordered me to spread my legs wider, and when I did I 
felt one of her hands come round from behind and caress my pussy 
lips lightly.  I was starting to moan when she stopped and ordered 
Crystal to stop.  No, not again, I was becoming desperate! 

"You were enjoying that, weren't you, my lovely slut?" Miss Claire 
asked. 

"Yes, yes, I was," I said breathily. 

"But you still haven't been punished have you? And you can't enjoy 
yourself until you've been punished," she declared. "Turn around," 
she demanded. 

I turned around to see that she had removed her dress.  Along with 
the shiny black bra, she had on a pair of shiny black panties, see-
through at the front, and a pair of black stay-up stockings.  Her 
feet were encased in glossy black stilettos. She looked every inch 
the dominatrix. 

She had Crystal fetch the straight-backed chair from the practice 
room, and had her set it down in the middle of the floor. 

"Now," said Miss Claire, "Crystal is going to watch while you're 
properly spanked." 

I moved to her right-hand side as she motioned me forward.  She told 
me to bend over and as I did, I lost my balance because my arms were 
cuffed behind my back.  Miss Claire grabbed me and I lay over her 
knees, my head in mid-air one side, and my feet the other. 

"Keep those legs open," she dictated and to prove her domination 
over me, drew one hand down through the crease of my buttocks, 
stopping to tickle my anus, and thrust one finger directly into my 
quim. 

I moaned with delight, knowing that a few caresses would allow me to 
come, but she stopped. 

"50 spanks, for all your naughtiness," said Miss Claire.  If I 
lifted my head slightly I could see Crystal standing in front of me, 
staring hungrily at me, a hand caressing her pussy. 

Miss Claire began to spank me. "One, two, three.." she exclaimed.   
At first, the spanks seemed hard and sharp, but had no other effect.  
Gradually, though, my bottom began to warm up and although she 
didn't seem to spank me any harder, I felt them more.  My buns felt 
warmer and warmer and as the spanking went on the warmth seemed to 
spread until it felt like any itchiness around my quim. By the time 
Miss Claire had got to forty, my arse was a heated mass of soreness, 
but my cunny was dripping with my juices.  Unbelievably, to me 
anyway, I felt my orgasm rising as she counted down the last ten 
strokes.  Finally I climaxed, screaming, pleading with her to spank 
me some more.  Later, I could not believe that just a spanking had 
made me come, so vocally and so intensely. 

As I calmed down, Miss Claire pushed me off the chair and onto the 
floor. 

"Susannah, now you are in your rightful position, on the floor.  Get 
on your knees and spread your legs, then you may worship me." 

I did as I was told.  Crystal was called over and told to get 
something from the bag behind me. Miss Claire stood and removed what 
I could now see were her very wet panties and passed them over my 
head to Claire.  She sat again and waited.  I felt Crystal behind 
me.  She started to push something into my quim and I moved, but a 
look from Miss Claire stopped me.  Then I saw Crystal give Miss 
Claire a box with two sets of wires and settle down on her knees 
beside me.  Miss Claire stood, told us to face each other, and then 
stood between.  I was facing Miss Claire's quim and could smell the 
aroma of sex emanating from her pussy.  Crystal was facing directly 
into her buttocks.  She just said "Begin" and we both knew what we 
had to do. 

As I began to lick, I felt a buzzing sensation in my pussy.  I 
realized that she was controlling vibrators in both of us.  I 
writhed my hips as I licked up and down the wet furrow of her 
vagina, and flicked my tongue against her arching clitoris.  I soon 
understood that the more she was enjoying what I was doing, the more 
she would allow me to enjoy the little, vibrating, orgasm-maker in 
my cunny. 

Crystal and I both got more frantic in our efforts to please Miss 
Claire, but it was more difficult for me with my arms locked behind 
my back.  I kissed each of her lips in turn, licking back and forth 
along the insides, then sucking then into my mouth and lightly 
nibbling.  Then I rolled my tongue and began stabbing it into her 
vaginal entrance, feeling her pussy grabbing at my tongue each time.  
As the vibrations in my quim became faster and faster, and Miss 
Claire's cunny leaked more and more juice, I realized she was close 
to coming and redoubled my efforts. 

Then one of her hands grabbed my head and pulled me in till all I 
could smell was her pussy and all the air I could breathe was from 
her as she came and came into my mouth.  I was coming too as the 
vibrator was humming faster and faster in my seething pussy.  She 
pulled her hand away and I fell back, coming over and over, writhing 
on the floor, as was Crystal, as she watched and smiled dreamily at 
both of us... 


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