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Dave and Diane: Part Four

Written by AnnabelleandJay
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Chapter Four- Bottoms and Tops

Diane Stone opened her legs wider apart t allowing the naked young man on top of her to 
pump his cock even deeper into her swollen cunt.

"Yes, fuck me! Harder! Harder!" she moaned.

The young man was a god, tanned, muscular, and gorgeous. She rubbed his sweating, 
naked body with it's rippling muscles as he pounded into her, each stroke going deeper 
and deeper. She touched his large muscular chest and rubbed at the large number "8" 
painted there. Despite the sweat pouring out of this Adonis, the number emblazoned on 
his chest in black paint, remained unsmeared. She could tell from the urgency in his 
pumping hips and the straining muscles of his neck and face, that he was about to cum 
inside her. She could feel her cunt churning with the seminal deposits from numbers one 
through seven. They had all been equally young, gorgeous and well hung. And now 
number "8" began to shower spurt after spurt into the mix in her brimming vagina. She 
had been so careful not to lose a drop of the precious liquid from numbers one through 
seven. She clamped down hard, struggling to hold it all in, as number "8" withdrew and 
number "9" slid his large, angry cock into her.

"Ahhhhhhh," she wailed. "Yeeeessssssss! Fuck me!" she screamed as her body edged 
toward sensory overload. 

"9" was magnificent, dark and exotic.  She grabbed at his back and dug in with her nails 
as the olive-skinned youth responded with powerful lunges inside her. His black, curly 
hair shook as he rammed deeper, hoping to elicit another scream from her. 

"Oooooohhhhhhhhh," Diane howled, as "9" pulled his hard penis completely out of her 
and drove it back in, as if to both torture and tease her. Diane reached up and grabbed a 
handful of his black curls and pulled his face down onto her sweat soaked breast. "9" 
hungrily devoured her nipple, sucking and licking as he pumped away. He ground his 
pelvic bone roughly against her shaved mound and soon she could tell that he had started 
down the irreversible path to orgasm. Faster and faster "9" jammed his hips deep into her 
and soon Diane saw his Mediterranean features contort in pleasure and pain as he joined 
"1" through "8" in filling her womb with his hot treasure.

With choreographed smoothness, "9" withdrew and "10" was on top of her. Diane 
wondered if "10" was both his number and his size, as the young blonde slid his huge 
penis into her gaping slit. Again, she had fought hard not to allow the smallest drop of 
semen to escape, but this beautiful farm boy was making that a difficult task. His thick 
cock burrowed deep into her as she could feel the sticky fluid inside her slosh aside, 
displaced by his enormous width. 

"Yes! Come on! Come on!" she whispered in encouragement, as the muscular young man 
grabbed her legs and lifted them to rest on top of his broad shoulders, giving him a better 
angle to drive deep into her cunt. His large hands wrapped around her knees as he 
bounced her with every thrust of his cock. She felt like a rag doll in the hands of this 
large Iowa farm boy, as he pounded his hips into her. The entire room seemed to shake as 
"10" repeatedly plunged the entire length of his cock deep into her lifted hips, her wet 
body slapping against his. 

With a tremendous yell, "10" fell forward on top of Diane and grabbed her, crushing his 
body against hers as he shot his semen deep into her already filled tunnel.  She would 
have yelled also, but he had driven all of the air out of her as he crushed her against his 
body. Diane struggled to catch her breath as the young blonde fiercely clung to her, with 
wave after wave of his warmth filling her. Finally spent, he slid out of her and off of the 
bed. 

Again, Diane fiercely worked to keep every drop of the milky cum inside her as she 
looked over to see Dave, her husband, lying next to her on the bed. In one quick move, 
she lifted her leg and threw herself across Dave, now positioned with his face directly 
under her crotch. Instantly she dropped her overflowing cunt down onto Dave's open 
mouth and she began to drain the deposits of the ten men into Dave's waiting mouth, as 
he sucked eagerly on her wide opening.

"DIANE! DIANE! What are we going to do?" Brenda, her Assistant Director shouted, 
waking Diane Stone from her daydream. She had mentally slipped off during the critical 
management meeting and now she was totally lost in following the discussion, as 
everyone in the room stared at her.

"Damn," Diane thought to herself. "This is not good," she thought, berating herself for 
wandering off into a sexual fantasy during this crisis meeting. She had wanted to stay 
focused today, but her body was on fire in anticipation of the night to come. She thought 
that perhaps she was becoming a sex addict. It was all she thought about lately. Maybe it 
was the fact that she just turned 50 years-old. Or maybe it was hormones. She didn't 
know. But whatever it was, she had discovered just how much she really loved sex.

"So, tell me again. What's the problem?" Diane questioned, trying to exude the calm 
leadership skills that had taken her to the top management ranks of a major corporation. 
Another assistant answered, "It's the software again! The entire company global network 
is freezing up! It just keeps crashing!"

With calm assurance, Diane stood and said, "Be calm. I'll deal with it," and she walked 
out of the meeting room. She walked down the hall and into the large, cubicled 
workspace of the technology staff.  She saw Mark, her company's computer technology 
wizard, slumped at his desk, staring at his computer screen. Diane smiled to herself and 
thought, "All right, let's see if this worm is ready for the bitch from hell!" Pretending to 
be outraged, Diane stormed across the floor and toward Mark's desk. Nearby staff 
members recognized the long, determined strides of her walk and instantly ran for cover. 

"MARK!" she roared, as she approached his desk. "You're making this company look 
bad. You're making this division look bad." Then, Diane leaned over an in her best 
dominating voice and said, "And worst of all, you're making me look bad."

"Yes, Ms. Stone. I know it's not working and I'm sorry the program's not up and running 
properly yet," Mark sniveled. 

Inside, Diane was giddy as she relished her tough, dominating performance with Mark. 
He was beginning to squirm, exactly as she knew he would.

"Mark, just look at this! I'll give you three days, and then I want it fixed. I want it 
perfect!" Diane said firmly, as she leaned over Mark's desk in his cubicle and clicked the 
mouse on his computer indicating a flashing error message on the screen. Mark was one 
of her best technology geniuses, who had recently come to her for help with his personal 
life. As his boss, Diane had reluctantly agreed to talk to his much younger wife, Lisa. She 
agreed to see if she could fix their marital problems and get Mark back to his computer 
brilliance for the company. 

Diane looked at her hand moving the mouse and smiled. "Oh, Mark, if you only knew 
where this hand was last night," Diane thought to herself, as she remembered pushing her 
entire hand into Lisa's tight anal passage. She had fisted the young, twenty-year-old wife 
in the ass while Diane's husband, Dave, fisted Lisa's vagina. And Lisa had loved every 
minute of it, professing herself to be Diane and Dave's slave, willing to do whatever they 
asked of her. 

"And, Mark, Lisa will be in marriage counseling with me every night for the next few 
days. Now get to work on fixing the program." Diane said, putting on her best 
dominating voice. 

Diane had realized in talking to both Mark and Lisa that they were both natural 
submissives. Their two-year marriage was limping disastrously along and Mark's work 
had gone straight into the toilet. Diane, now with her husband's help, was determined to 
help the marriage and return Mark to being a much-needed company asset.

"Yes, Ms. Stone," Mark eagerly responded. "And, thank you, thank you for everything."

"I'm not promising anything, but I think I can help Lisa," Diane said and offered a 
handshake as she started to return to her office.

Instead of shaking her hand, Mark took it and kissed it, as a servant might do to royalty. 
"Oh, thank you, Diane. I mean Ms. Stone," Mark groveled and kissed her hand again. 
Five years ago, Mark had called her Diane all the time when they worked together on 
company projects. Now, she was Ms. Stone.  "This is almost too easy,' Diane said smiling 
to herself as she returned to her office.

Last night, Lisa had been willing to do anything to please Diane and Dave. After several 
hours of hot fucking, sucking and even fisting, they sent Lisa home with strict orders to 
return the following night. As Diane sat back down at her desk, she reflected on the plan 
that she and Dave had come up with for tonight's session with Lisa. A weak submissive, 
Lisa was a young, pale-skinned blonde with a body that Diane thought looked like that of 
a Barbie doll. The girl really was all legs and breasts. And Lisa had proved to be hotter 
than anyone suspected, displaying incredible oral skills on both Dave and Diane. 

"Honey, you're the best cocksucker I've ever seen, but that girl could challenge your 
crown," Dave joked to Diane last night, as they discussed their plans to help the company 
and the marriage of Mark and Lisa.

"Well, maybe I'll just have to try a little harder. And speaking of a little harder" Diane 
said playfully, as she pulled the down zipper on Dave trousers and slipped his rigid penis 
into her mouth.  Their marriage of twenty-five years had hit a plateau until three weeks 
ago, when Dave had given Diane a wild 50th birthday/25th anniversary present. He gave 
her a night in a hotel room with twenty well-endowed men. During the course of the 
evening she had not only rediscovered her own sexuality, but with the help of the twenty 
men, a dog, and some photos Dave took of the evening, they had rekindled the sexual 
heat in their marriage. Now they were acting as highly sexed as teenagers, constantly 
aroused and unable to keep their hands off of one another. The challenge with Lisa and 
Mark emerged and opened an entirely new erotic chapter in their lives when Diane gave 
Lisa to Dave as his belated anniversary present.

At her desk, Diane picked up the phone and called Dave to check on preparations for 
tonight. Her plan seemed simple. She intended to turn Lisa into a top - a dominant 
woman, who would then enjoy having her submissive husband, Mark.  The trick was how 
to make that change happen. She heard Dave say that he was working on that now.

"Great," she said, hanging up the phone. "Now let's see if we can pull this off," Diane 
excitedly thought to herself. She knew they couldn't do it in one night, but this would be a 
start.

As 7 p.m. approached, Diane was all prepared. Tonight, she wore a black patent leather 
bustier, which pushed her 36D breasts up and out. The bustier garters held up a pair of 
shiny, black latex stockings. Dave found them for her at a kinky boutique and she loved 
them. The 5 inch black patent stiletto heels took her 5'10" body to a towering 6'3". A 
wide, studded, black patent choker was around her neck and tonight her lips were a dark 
blood red. She was a perfect picture of intimidation. Dave had joined the masquerade in 
black leather biker jeans and black chrome studded leather vest. Earlier, they had tried 
their outfits on and ended up fucking for over an hour. Dave had cum twice in her cunt 
and she now had plans for the semen trying to run down her legs. She pressed her legs 
together and waited for the arrival of her gorgeous young slave. 

Lisa arrived promptly at 7 o'clock and Diane threw the front door open before the young 
woman could even press the doorbell. Lisa was dressed in the same type of flowery, 
cotton sack that she had on yesterday when they first met for lunch.

"Strip, slave! Right here!" Diane demanded, as the shocked girl jumped back. "Strip!"

It was growing dark and Diane knew that their neighbors couldn't see anything, but she 
didn't want Lisa to know that. Lisa bowed her head and stripped off the cotton dress, bra 
and panties. She stood naked at the front door as Diane scowled at her. The girl had 
shaved her pubic hair as ordered the previous night and stood there hoping for a reward 
from her mistress for following orders. But the reward did not come.

"Spread your legs!" Diane snapped. "I want my neighbors to see what a slut you are. Turn 
around! Now bend over!"

Lisa obediently did as she was told and bent over with her naked ass turned up to Diane 
for inspection. Diane lifted the riding crop she had placed by the door and brought it 
down hard against the blonde's round ass. Lisa didn't make a sound as Diane lifted the 
crop a second time and brought it down even harder. Two bright red marks angled across 
the young woman's ass, as she remained bent over. Again and again Diane struck out at 
the creamy ass sticking up toward her until a total of ten red welts striped the girl's white 
ass.

"Stand up and turn around!" Diane ordered. "Don't ever come to me dressed like that 
again. I expect my slave to be appropriately attired when you arrive." 

"Yes, Mistress," Lisa muttered.

"Now, stand up straight and pull your shoulders back. A slave of mine must be proud! 
Now walk over there and show my neighbors the stripes on your ass, so they will know 
what happens to disobedient slaves," Diane demanded, gesturing to the front walk. 

Lisa hesitated a moment too long before starting down the walkway and Diane brought 
the crop quickly down across the girl's out jutting breasts. "NOW!" Diane snarled.

Lisa turned, stuck out her breasts as ordered, and reluctantly moved back down the 
walkway, slowly turned, proudly showing off her red marks, and returned to the door.

"Good," Diane said and softly kissed the young woman on the mouth. Slipping her hand 
between Lisa's legs, she slowly inserted several fingers into the girl's wet vagina. "Good. 
You shaved as you were told," Diane said and kissed her again. "Now come in and get 
dressed."

Diane walked in with Lisa following closely, as Dave stood on the other side of the room. 
Diane could tell by Lisa's quick gasp that she had just noticed the naked man standing in 
the corner of the room. There, standing perfectly still and silent in the corner, was a tall, 
handsome man in his early 30's. He wore a dog collar and his hands were cuffed behind 
his neck and fastened to the collar. 

Diane knew immediately what Lisa was focused on.  Lisa was staring at the man's 
extraordinary cock.  It was flaccid and a dangling ten inches. But more unusual was the 
fact that it was so wide, perhaps three inches in width.

"That's another slave in training. You will pay no attention to him unless ordered. Now, 
go service your Master and then get dressed," Diane instructed. Lisa walked over to 
Dave, knelt down in front of him, and without a word, opened his zipper and pulled out 
his cock. She immediately slipped it into her mouth and began sucking.

"She is good," Diane said to herself, smiling and enjoying the sight, as she watched her 
husband pump his engorged cock into the blonde's mouth. She could tell Dave was about 
to come as he grabbed two handfuls of Lisa's blonde tresses and pulled her face firmly 
into his crotch, sinking his stiff cock deep into her throat. Lisa let out a muffled whimper 
as Dave's cock drove deep causing the girl to gag, before she was ready take him down 
her throat. This only caused Dave to push deeper as he pulled Lisa's head harder toward 
him. Diane saw all of the muscles in her husband's body tense as he flooded the girl's 
mouth and throat with his juice. Diane was amazed that Dave could generate so much 
cum having just filled her twice an hour ago. But Lisa seemed to have a gift for getting 
loads of extra semen from Dave's balls. "Wow," Diane murmured to herself, watching the 
girl clean the last drops of cum from her husband's cock. Without a word, the girl got to 
her feet and left the room to get dressed. 

"That's three times in an hour. Not bad," Diane said moving over to her husband and 
kissing him. "That's got to be a new record for you."

"Yeah," Dave said grinning. "And please remind me never to piss you off. I saw the red 
welts on her ass." 

They both quietly laughed, kissed quickly and Diane moved away to stand near the naked 
man in the corner. He was one of the many men Dave had screened some weeks ago to 
participate in Diane's anniversary present, the hotel gangbang. Last night when Diane 
told Dave her plan, Dave had remembered Thomas. Thomas was memorable not for the 
unusual dimensions of his cock, but because he really loved being dominated by women. 
Dave had rejected Thomas for the party since that wasn't what that evening was all about, 
but this was a perfect reason to contact him. And sure enough, after several emails, 
Thomas was a willing participant in tonight's activities.

Diane could feel a tingle between her legs as Lisa emerged from the room. She had laid 
out the girl's outfit, but could not have anticipated her appearance. Lisa stepped out 
wearing a tight, white satin bustier that highlighted the young woman's luscious 34 C 
breasts, pushing them up into generous mounds. The white stockings and white satin 
garterbelt framed her transparent white, crotchless panties, which allowed her newly 
shaved cunt to emerge when she walked. Full-length white satin gloves adorned her 
hands and arms and the white patent high heels made Lisa six feet of Ice Goddess. Diane 
flushed with anticipation and noted that Lisa had put on makeup since her arrival. Diane 
took that as a good sign, since Lisa wasn't told to do so.

"Come over here!" Diane directed, noting with pleasure that the appearance of the 20 
year-old also aroused her husband. She smiled at Dave, and then spoke. "Your Master has 
a treat for you. He has filled me with cum for you."

Lisa reached out and placed her hands on Diane's round hips and lowered the older 
woman to the floor. Her white-gloved hands slowly ran down Diane's black stocking clad 
legs and spread them wide apart. Slowly, the young blonde moved her face inches from 
Diane's cunt, as Diane could feel the semen stored inside her beginning to seep out. 
Hungrily, Lisa began to lap at Diane's flowing cunt, working to gather every drop of cum.  
Diane could feel Lisa's mouth sucking at her womb, trying to draw out all of the sticky 
liquid.

"God, I think she's going to try and stick her entire head up my cunt," Diane thought to 
herself, as the young blonde pushed her face deeper and deeper inside Diane's generous 
opening. After several minutes of Lisa's oral attention, Diane felt herself about to slip 
into a huge orgasmic abyss and totally lose control of the evening, as Lisa hungrily 
lapped and sucked at her cunt.

"Damn!" Diane thought, frustrated at wanting the impending orgasm but angry knowing 
that it would not help her plan for the evening. Grabbing the nearby riding crop, Diane 
swung it hard at Lisa's upturned ass. The young woman was taken totally by surprise and 
let out a yelp from the pain, as the crop bit into her ass.

"STOP!" Diane yelled. "I can tell that you are enjoying yourself! Slaves only receive 
pleasure when they are allowed.  Do you understand?" and with that Diane snapped the 
crop again across Lisa's ass.

"Yes, Mistress," Lisa softly replied, lifting her face from Diane's cunt and licking the 
cum and vaginal juices from around her mouth.

"Good. Now watch as I teach you the proper way to use a slave," Diane ordered, as she 
arose and walked over to Thomas, tied and stretched along the wall.

"God, look at the size of that cock," Diane mused to herself. "And it's not even hard yet."

Turning to Lisa, Diane said, "Come over her slave and lick this worthless cock."

Lisa immediately scrambled over and fell to her knees and instantly began to lick the 
dangling, flaccid cock in front of her face. After several minutes, Diane yelled, "Enough! 
Now, slip this ring on his cock and slide it all the way down to the base. A male slave is 
only good so long as he is hard, and this will keep him hard." With that, Diane handed 
the girl a shiny, metal cock ring. The steel ring was clearly much smaller that Thomas' 
enormous cock and Lisa struggled to stuff the wide dick through the opening using only 
her saliva as lubricant.

"Fool!" Diane shrieked. "Don't be gentle with it. Push it on there! And if you keep 
playing with him, it will become hard and you will never get it on!" Again, Diane 
brought the riding crop down, this time across Lisa's tender inner thigh, inches away 
from her now-swollen and damp vaginal lips. 

"Well, she certainly enjoys being the submissive," Diane thought to herself, staring at the 
girl's glistening cunt lips. "Let's hope she takes to being on top."

Lisa struggled for several minutes more before finally jamming the metal ring down hard 
onto the base of the cock. The attention and handling was clearly having an effect on 
Thomas, as his huge member began to grow firmer.

"Good," Diane told Lisa. "Now suck his cock a little so we can see how hard it will get. 
Here take this," Diane added. "If he is getting pleasure from you and you don't want him 
to, use this." Diane handed the girl the riding crop and gestured for her to begin. Obeying 
Diane's command, Lisa slowly opened her mouth and began to press the huge penis head 
past her lips.

Diane looked over her shoulder at her husband and flashed him a smile and a wink. "I am 
having entirely too much fun with this," Diane thought to herself.

The young girl began hungrily gobbling down the meaty, blood engorged penis, which 
had expanded to huge proportions. 

"NOOOO!" screamed Diane, grabbing the crop away from Lisa and quickly bringing it 
down across her back.

"Slave, can't you see that this worthless thing is enjoying this. He's pushing out his hips 
for his own pleasure," Diane instructed, handing the crop back to Lisa.

"Now, punish him!" Diane ordered.

Lisa raised the crop and with a half-hearted effort, brought it timidly down across 
Thomas' naked chest.

"No!!" Diane screeched, grabbing the crop again, this time striking Lisa's exposed ass 
with a vicious blow.

"Again! Harder!" Diane commanded. "And on his slave cock!"

Doing as she was ordered and fearing for another lashing on her own ass, Lisa lifted the 
riding crop and brought it down as hard as she could on the bobbing erection. Again Lisa 
lashed out onto the man's naked thighs. Another sharp blow landed on his sagging 
testicles, causing the young man to groan, but Diane sensed there was more pleasure than 
pain in the moan. Ten more times Lisa delivered punishment to Thomas' rigid cock, 
which seemed only to mock her by growing harder and harder as it rebounded from each 
stroke. Inside, Diane was disappointed. Lisa obviously feared and disliked striking the 
naked man.

"Enough! Good!" Diane told Lisa. "Now let's see if this slave is worthy of you, my 
dear," Diane said and kissed her deeply as a reward.

Diane walked over to Thomas and, using his large erection as a handle, pulled him down 
onto the floor and onto his back.

"Now, remember," she said to Lisa, "a slave is to be used to please you  as you would 
use any other piece of property. This slave is now only a piece of furniture. You will now 
use him as a chair. I want you to sit on his face and smother him with your cunt. When 
you choose, let him come up for air."

"But I can't" stammered Lisa.

Lisa's momentary hesitation at the command brought a sharp and stinging reminder 
across her backside with the crop. Instantly, she stepped over Thomas' face and dropped 
down on top of him, spreading the fabric of the crotchless panties wide as she settled in. 
Within moments, Lisa had completely covered his nose and mouth with her damp cunt as 
she brought all of her weight to bear on his face.  After a minute, she lifted her hips 
slightly and heard the young man gasp for air as he filled his lungs. As instructed, she 
ground her vaginal opening back onto his face.

"Excellent," Diane urged. "Now let's see what else this furniture can do."  With that, 
Diane straddled the man's bucking hips, lifted his enormous cock until it was pointed 
directly upward, then dropped hard down onto it, plunging it deep into her wetness and 
forcing the remaining air out of Thomas' body.  Three weeks ago, Diane would never 
have been able to accommodate his huge cock, but the New Diane had little trouble as his 
extraordinarily wide cock disappeared easily inside her. Lisa reluctantly ground her cunt 
onto Thomas' face and finally when it seemed he could take no more, raised her hips 
again and allowed one quick breath.

Diane began pounding away on the man's body, riding his massive cock as Lisa parceled 
out oxygen. Diane bounced up and down as she smiled at Dave nearby, who was filming 
the entire episode with his camcorder, seeing that the two women had matters clearly in 
hand. Time and again, Lisa would push Thomas to the edge of asphyxiation, allow him 
breath, and then clamp her dripping opening back over his face. The situation became 
critical as Thomas approached orgasm, struggling for air to fuel his heaving body. At the 
moment of his eruption, Diane felt his hot juices explode in her and coat her insides with 
his hot cum as he heaved and twisted to free his mouth. 


"Harder, press harder!" Diane directed Lisa, who was clearly reluctant to use more force 
to restrain Thomas.  Diane reached out and grabbed Lisa's bare nipples and began to 
squeeze the hard buds until Lisa winced with pain.

"Slave, hold him still and do not let him breathe until I release your nipples!" Diane 
ordered.

Lisa pressed even harder down onto Thomas' face as his body lurched and struggled. At 
the last possible moment, Diane released Lisa's nipples. She watched as the young 
blonde lifted herself off of the struggling man's mouth and Diane heard him gasping for 
breath.

"Switch places," Diane demanded.  Lisa scrambled quickly off Thomas' face. In an 
instant, Diane pulled off of his still rigid cock, turned around and straddled his face. With 
cum dripping out between her legs, Diane mashed her swollen vaginal lips onto his face, 
clamping her sex over his nose and mouth. 

The metal cock ring had indeed done it job and despite having just cum, Thomas' 
engorged cock, now purple, was still rock hard. Lisa took the massive organ and with 
some difficult, gradually stuffed all of the meat into her vaginal slit. The two women then 
began again, this time with Diane controlling their slave's breathing and young Lisa 
pounding up and down, repeatedly impaling herself on the massive cock.

"Oh, this is heaven," Diane thought to herself, as she felt the face of the writhing man 
thrash between her thighs. She could feel the remnants of his cum dripping out of her and 
into his gaping mouth.

"That's good, slave, " she said. "Service me properly and I'll give you a little air as a 
reward." These words only increased the shaking and flailing between her legs. 

"Now, pump harder! Push your cock into my little slave slut," Diane ordered, and 
Thomas responded with a wild, chaotic thrusting of his hips. The bucking was so hard 
that Lisa was dislodged from his rigid member and went flying off into the air and fell 
onto her side. Thomas' slimy cocked bounced madly in the air for a second then erupted, 
sending an arc of semen shooting into space. Large globs of cum plopped down onto the 
floor around Diane.

Diane, realizing that Thomas' struggle for air was now real and desperate, quickly lifted 
her dripping opening off of his face. Diane stood as the young man gasped for air, his 
naked chest heaving up and down.

"Well, that a little better, but still pitiful!" Diane said in a harsh tone, hoping that her 
feigned anger would ring true. "We'll have to do better tomorrow night or I'll whip both 
of you until you can't sit down!"

Diane sent Lisa home with strict orders to return the following night for her next lesson. 
Thomas, however, was not so quickly dispatched. 

"I think I'll leave the collar and cuffs on and put you on a leash. Maybe I'll walk you into 
my office tomorrow just as you are for all to see, as my new canine stud," Diane taunted 
Thomas as he lay on the floor. Refusing to unlock the handcuffs, Diane stood smiling 
with a thin, spiked heel firmly planted on his chest.  She put a little more weight on it 
than she knew would be comfortable and said, "Why don't we do that. I'll take you to the 
office as my canine stud and let walk around naked."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Diane realized the effect the threatened 
public humiliation was having on Thomas. His huge cock sprang back to life. Turning to 
her husband, Diane smiled.

"Well, it would be a terrible shame to waste that, wouldn't it?" she said to Dave. "I think 
I'll take him with me to work tomorrow.  Let's see if he can stay hard all day at my 
office."

"Excellent, " Dave said, picking up on Diane's playfulness. "And while you play with 
him, I'll take our little Lisa out and see if we can find her something acceptable to wear."

"Ooooooo, I like that," Diane teased gleefully. "Maybe a new outfit will bring out the 
new Lisa."

To Be Continued in

Dave and Diane Part 5 - The Best Laid Plans
