Acquisition 8/38 (BDSM, NC, WS, VOY, HUM, FF, M+/F)
by Headhunter


As Bess rubbed soothing lotion onto Pam's very red ass after their shower, she asked, "You really were embarrassed at being naked in front of that young man, weren't you?"

"Yes Bess," Pam whispered. "It was so humiliating. He could see everything, Bess."

"I like keeping you naked Pam and if other people see you, well... I liked seeing him naked, too. God, he does have a beautiful body though, doesn't he Pam? Did you see that time he was helping me with the weight bar when I was doing bench presses. He was standing at my head. That nice young cock of his was only inches from my face." She laughed, "I could have lifted my head and given him a lick."

Pam made a face and thought to herself, "Yuck, licking a penis."

Bess was droning on, "Not that licking it would have done any good." Then more serious, "I saw you checking him out too, Pam."

Pam blushed and admitted out loud that she had enjoyed looking at Scotty. Then she added, "He liked working out with you Bess."

That comment made Bess swell with pride, then she thought about it. "Pam, are you jealous?"

"Bess, I don't want to lose you. He is a real body builder. What if you don't want to workout with me anymore? I couldn't stand not having my time here with you."

Bess hugged Pam to her, "You never have to worry about that. I'll never let you go. You know how to keep me happy. Don't worry about Scotty, he is just a nice kid." Then she tickled Pam 's ribs and laughed, "But one that is fun to look at."

Pam dreamily answered like a school girl, "Yes, he is."

The next day, during the time Pam spent at Bess', she did chores. As she cleaned the house she couldn't help but notice wadded up paper towels in the bottom of the waste basket in the basement. The thought of Scotty's ejaculating cock made her wet as she walked up the stairs in her high heels, ass swaying, after picking up the basement. "Stop it, Pam," she thought to herself, "He is just a kid and you are happily married... Well, married, anyway."

Unfortunately Bess was busy with some bank business that afternoon, so Pam wasn't visited in her room by what the women had begun calling "Mr. Friendly the dildo." Pam relaxed by herself in her 'secret room,' enjoyed the solitude and watched a few minutes of an X-rated video. She seemed drawn to the tapes, and couldn't help but watch for a while.

At home that night, Pam hoped that Bill would show some interest in her. She seemed to be thinking of sex all the time these days.

The next afternoon, after transporting the kids home from school, Pam headed back to Bess'. She had a couple of hours for their workout, before she needed to fix dinner. At the back door Pam could hear some activity in the basement. She slipped off her shoes and went to the top of the basement steps. Bess and Scotty were already well into their routines. Pam watched for a moment, enthralled by the movement of muscles under the young man's skin. She also couldn't help but look at his genitals that swung gently below his rippled torso.

Bess finished an exercise and, looking up, spotted Pam's feet at the top of the stairs. "Pam, is that you? Get your ass down here."

Pam knew she was in trouble. She had been too embarrassed to remove her clothes without seeing who was in the basement. Now she was trapped.

Pam took a tentative step. "Move your fat ass, now!" demanded Bess.

Pam hurried down the stairs, and looked sheepishly at the floor.

"Pam, Pam, Pam, you're being a naughty girl. What are you supposed to do at the back door?"

Pam, humiliated that Scotty was hearing this, whispered, "Take my clothes off."

"Speak up! And tell US what the hell are you doing down here in your dress?"

"I'm sorry Bess, please... I didn't... with someone else here... I..."

Bess stepped forward and grabbed the collar of Pam's dress and ripped it open. Some of the buttons popped off and others slipped through the buttonholes. It opened to Pam's waist, exposing the white cotton bra she had worn to school.

"Pam, you know the rules and while you might be embarrassed, think of how Scotty feels. He is standing there all exposed and YOU, a middle- aged housewife, are dressed. He is probably mortified. How inconsiderate of you. Not to mention breaking my house rules. Take your clothes off and 'assume the position'."

Pam, tearing up, softly said, "I'm sorry," and removed her clothes. Once naked Pam walked past an uncomfortable looking Scotty. He looked away not meeting her eyes, not because he was upset or embarrassed himself, but because he was embarrassed and sorry for Pam.

Pam bent over the bench and Bess approached with the paddle.

"I'll only give you a few swats Pam. I don't want your bruised ass to interfere with a good workout. I want you to keep making progress on your goals." Bess turned to Scotty, "Listen, I know that this will excite you, but don't jack off, I don't want another mess on the floor."

Scotty who couldn't takes his eyes off the paddle said, "Yes, Ma'am," with a feminine inflection in his voice.

The paddle fell on Pam's luscious ass. With every smack, Bess stole glances out of the corner of her eye at Scotty. Each time the paddle hit the exposed housewife, Bess could see his cock jump. Each swat made it a little harder.

Bess stopped after only a mild paddling. "Pam, sit up, I want you to see something," Bess ordered. Pam sat on the bench and Bess waved Scotty over. He had a nice six inch cock, that like the rest of his body seemed somehow "pretty". It bobbed up and down as he took the few steps to the bench.

"Pam have you ever seen a man's cock other than your husband's in real life? I know you have seen them on the X-rated tapes. But have you seen any cocks 'in the flesh', so to speak?"

"No," whispered Pam.

"Well take a good look, love. A hard cock is one of the most beautiful things in the world, especially in the eyes of horny old women like you and me."

Pam was mesmerized by the male organ and testicles that were only a couple of feet from her face. Bess reached down and touched Scotty's cock. He jumped back and his cock immediately deflated.

"Oh, well," sighed Bess, "It was nice while it lasted."

Bess turned to Pam, who was too embarrassed to look at either of them in the eyes, and said mockingly, "Pam, I'll bet his friend Jake can keep Scotty hard."

Neither Pam nor Scotty said anything, but after the embarrassment had worn off they gave each other brief smiles as they went about their workouts. Bess was bold in her manipulation of Pam. She touched and caressed Pam's body at every opportunity, but she also made a point to run her hands across Scotty's chest and ass as well. "God this is great," Bess thought, "I love being able to play with these two."

After the workout Bess decided to see how submissive the young man really was. She had seen the bond forming between Scotty and Pam. And from his reaction to Pam's paddling and the welts on his ass, she knew that he understood about being punished.

"Scotty, I'm going to warm Pam's ass a little more now that the workout is over. I was thinking that you might like to join her on the bench."

A look of fear crossed his face. "Ma'am..."

Pam chimed in, "Bess, you can't do..."

Bess cut her off saying, "Quiet Pam, you have already disappointed me tonight."

Bess turned to Scotty, "Come on Scotty, You need to do this... "

"But Jake never lets... unless he is... I can't explain, but I will get in trouble."

Bess had a sudden revelation. Of course others must play this game. She had been so wrapped up in taking possession of her neighbor that she hadn't even thought that other people must have the same kind of relationship that she had with Pam. There would be others like Pam who could be manipulated into doing what other people wanted. Of course there must be other people like her who enjoyed pulling the strings of weak willed people. People who had a need to be controlled.

Bess tried a new tact. The thought of paddling this powerful young man gave her a thrill. She would make it happen!

"Scotty, you told us Jake threw you out. If he threw you out he won't mind, he doesn't care now. Come on, I'm letting you work out on my equipment. Jake won't let you do that. Don't you think you owe me something for the favor."

The young man looked uncertain, "You won't tell anybody?"

"Of course not, this is just between the three of us." Bess took hold of Scotty's arm and pulled him towards the bench with authority.

Scotty shrugged his muscular shoulders and allowed the small woman to lead him.

"Pam, assume the position. Scotty, get down next to her."

Pam complied but was unsure about this new twist. She felt that she was losing something special with Bess. At the same time, she felt protective of the young man whom she really liked. It was strange, sometimes she felt like his mother, other times his sister, yet she enjoyed looking at his naked body and felt an unconscious thrill when she caught a glimpse of his beautiful cock and balls. There was some connection but it wasn't like she wanted him as a lover. It was different.

She felt Scotty settle on the bench next to her. Their shoulders and hips were touching.

Bess looked down at the naked man and woman. Two naked asses were displayed before her like an erotic sacrifice. "God this is exciting," she thought. She reveled in the power she felt. For the first time in her life she understood her desire to control others. Until now everyone in her life had run away from her domineering personality, But now, finally, she had found an outlet for her need.

She raised the paddle and struck Pam's heart shaped ass. Then she hit the muscular buttock of the young man. It felt different, much firmer than the soft flesh of Pam's ass. But it felt good. Pam was struck again and Bess enjoyed the difference, that felt good as well. Bess excitedly paddled back and forth between them. Scotty turned his head and looked at Pam. He could see tears running down her face. She cried, but he could also feel her shift her hips rising to meet each of Bess' blows. The paddle didn't hurt Scotty much. Jake had used wooden switches on him and hit a lot harder. But the excitement of being paddled by someone new did make him feel that thrill of submission. Even if it was a woman. He could feel his cock harden. The bench was on his abdomen and his cock stretched towards the floor.

Bess enjoyed looking at the hardening cock and the pussy that was as wet as she had ever seen it.

Scotty reached out took Pam's hand in his, as a comforting gesture. Pam turned and looked at the face that was only a few inches away. Through her tears she could see him smile at her. Then he bit his lip as Bess hit him with an extra vicious smack.

"Isn't that sweet. Holding hands to get through your punishment together," Bess mocked. Bess hit them each another time then said, "Don't move, either of you." She bent down next to Scotty's ear and whispered to him. Pam couldn't make out what she said, but Scotty said, "Yes, Ma'am." She whispered again and her replied, "I think it will, Ma'am." A few more whispers then another, "Yes, Ma'am."

Scotty looked away from Pam but continued to hold her hand tenderly in his. Bess stood and resumed hitting the pair. Pam felt like her ass was on fire. But the pain was intermingled with pleasure and she knew her nipples were hard and her vagina soupy. Surprisingly, her jealousy of Scotty had changed. She was now comforted by his presence and it seemed more exciting to be sharing the experience of punishment with him. The fact that he was male and so much younger also had an erotic effect on her.

As Pam winced from another blow, Scotty slowly moved their hands back under the bench. At first Pam thought he was shifting to avoid the paddle, but then his large powerful hand cupped her delicate hand around something hot and velvety. Pam jumped when she realized what she was holding, then she jumped again when the paddle hit her burning ass.

Scotty squeezed her hand around his hard cock and began gently moving her hand up and down its length with his hand. They both looked up and their eyes locked. She could see pleading in his eyes. He could see excitement tinged with sympathy in hers. He continued to move her hand up and down. Pam couldn't believe what was happening. She was holding a man's hard penis in her hand and it wasn't Bill's. She was masturbating him. Something that she never did with her husband.

Scotty pleaded with his eyes, then said softly to Pam, "I'm staying hard because of the paddle." Then he pleaded with her... "Please Pam... Please... "

Pam's heart broke for the young man. His hand moved her hand the length of his cock several more times. Then he slowly withdrew his fingers from hers. "Please... ," he whispered.

Pam held his cock gently, smiled at him, and as the paddle hit her ass once again, began to stroke him. She was doing it.

Without her pussy being touched she felt a small orgasm flash through her body. She grabbed his cock harder and began to stroke faster. Bess was now concentrating her blows on Scotty's ass. She didn't want him to go soft. So Pam was hit only once for every three or four blows suffered by the young man.

Scotty began to moan softly and Pam could feel his cock expanding in her hand. She had never felt anything like it in her life. It was amazing. Scotty's body stiffened and Pam could feel something rush down the underside of his cock. It flashed under her fingers for a second and disappeared. Then she felt another soft bump travel the length of his flesh tube. She suddenly realized what it was. For the first time she hung her head down and looked under the bench. What she saw was thrilling. Her dainty 37 year old hand wrapped around this man's cock. Its color had changed from a pale white to an angry red. She felt another knot rush past her fingers and stared wide eyed as a pearly white stream of hot liquid pulsed out of the cock. The jism hit the floor and mingled with the two small puddles already there. She pumped her hand again and a final, smaller pulse jumped from base to tip. It dribbled from the little hole on the penis head and dripped to the floor.

Bess had stopped paddling and had squatted down looking between Scotty's muscular legs.

Nobody made a sound for a few seconds, then Bess said "Whew," followed by a, "Wow."

Scotty and Pam's eyes met again and they each smiled tenderly. Scotty leaned forward and kissed Pam on the cheek, like a child would kiss his mother. Pam broke into a wide grin, she withdrew her hand from under the bench and tousled his hair. The she said, "Ouch, my ass hurts."

Bess said, "God that was great. Lets go get a shower, my pets."

This afternoon three naked bodied climbed the stairs to Bess' room. The three laughed and joked like old pals. In the shower they hugged and washed each other. Pam was shy about touching Scotty, but Bess jumped right in and eagerly soaped his ass, cock and testicles. Bess was careful to give plenty of attention to Pam's body as well. Bess took control of the washing and drying. Even with all the attention Scotty cock did not harden again.

Bess ordered both Scotty and Pam on the bed. As they lay side-by-side she rubbed soothing lotion onto four bright red buttocks.

Bess knew that she must exert control. She got Scotty to admit that this was the first time a women had ever touched him and that without the paddle he wouldn't have stayed hard. Bess got dressed but ordered both Pam and Scotty to clean up the basement while still naked of course. Pam retrieved her clothes and with a borrowed needle and thread re-attached the buttons. She would have to go home soon.

As she was pulling on her dress at the back door, Bess told Pam that they were going to have dinner on Friday night at the restaurant where Scotty worked. Pam said she thought that it would be OK. Bess' face darkened, "I'm the one who thinks it will be OK... YOU will be there. End of discussion."

That night in bed Pam reached under the covers and fondled her husband's penis. He jumped at her touch and said, "what's gotten into you?" Pam held the familiar cock for a moment, then released it and rolled over. "Nothing, honey," was her reply.

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The next day Pam went across the yards after lunch. She had a couple of hours before she had to pick up the kids. As she walked, she noticed that her step became lighter. Her mind-- which usually raced 100 miles an hour thinking about school, kids and home-- emptied as she approached the back door. Bess was sitting in her usual sweat pants and shirt on the couch watching TV. As Pam stripped off her clothes inside the backdoor, she could hear the clang of the metal weights in the basement. Once naked Pam headed to her room to get her heels, stopping to greet Bess and asking if Scotty was here.

Bess said yes he had stopped by, explaining that competition bodybuilders needed to work out every day. Pam came back down wearing her heels. She moved easily now in the uncomfortable shoes. Back in the living room, Bess strapped her arms behind her and Pam was forced into an erect posture. While Pam was walking under Bess' watchful eye, Scotty came up from the basement. He stood and observed Pam for a moment, then asked Bess if he could take a shower. Hearing his voice, Pam immediately looked up. He stood in the living room in a pair of sneakers and shorts. He was shirtless and sweat glistened on his body.

"Damn it, Scotty, you're sweating all over my carpet," said Bess. "Yes! get upstairs before you stink up the whole house. Pam will be up in a minute and bring you a towel." Bess turned back to Pam. Pam had felt the natural reaction of wanting to hide her nakedness, even though Scotty had seen her several times. This time she was the only one on display in the living room and her tits were thrust out in a most embarrassing way. But she was helpless to cover herself. Helpless and vulnerable, she realized that she wasn't in control. Pam relaxed, knowing that the situation was beyond her ability to change. In fact, accepting her helplessness, she threw her head back a little further and pushed her chest out a little more. It was as if she were saying, "If I am going to be on display I might as well display with no regrets."

Bess said, "Continue walking, Pam." Scotty hurried up the stairs.

In a few minutes Bess released Pam's bindings and sent her to take a towel to Scotty. He was in the shower when she entered the room with a towel from the linen closet. She waited for him to finish and handed him the towel. She watched as he toweled his naked body. Pam felt more comfortable now that he was also naked. She really liked looking at his beautiful body.

Pam and Scotty began to talk to each other. He told her of being a little skinny kid with very strict parents who often used corporal punishment. In high school he was picked on for being different and was very shy. Pam was able to relate to that. Then Scotty talked of going to community college for a couple of years. It was there that he realized why he was different. He realized that he was a homosexual. He had a couple of gay relationships. He also got beat up and threatened. Finally, not knowing what to do he had confessed his homosexuality to his parents. They couldn't handle it and disowned him. Without any support Scotty found himself on the street.

The tender hearted Pam actually cried as the young man spoke.

That is where Jake had picked him up. Jake taught him about sex and a kind of love. Jake had let him move in with him and started Scotty on body building. Jake was up front about it. He wanted Scotty to have a beautiful body that HE could enjoy, and he wanted Scotty to be able to defend himself from the "gay bashers."

Jake gave him a job in his restaurant. "Yes, he still worked there, and Pam would probably see Jake when she and Bess went to eat there." Scotty knew that Jake would ask him back soon. Throwing him out had been some sort of punishment for Scotty, and he knew a lot about Jake's punishments.

Scotty asked Pam why she was here, since she had her own family. Pam explained her relationship with Bess. And how she needed Pam. Pam also talked proudly of her daughters and her work at the pre-school. Scotty noted that she didn't say much about her husband Bill.

Pam asked Scotty to never say anything about Bess' house and her to anyone, for her greatest fear was exposure. That hadn't been a problem when it was only Bess and her, but now it was different. Scotty promised that he would never do anything to hurt Pam. But then he joked about her "exposure."

Pam smiled, "This is unbelievable. We stand naked together and talk like old friends. This is so unlike anything else in my life ever. But it feels so natural, so right. I can't believe my openness with you. It's wonderful."

Scotty asked if it was because he was gay. But Pam said, "No, it's something else."

Pam left the bathroom to do some chores and Scotty put on an extra pair of clean shorts he had brought with him. Downstairs, Bess told Pam to take Scotty's sweaty shorts, jock and athletic socks and wash them so he would have a clean pair when he came to work out. Bess and Scotty sat on the living room couch, clothed, and talked about exercising. Pam went about her chores in only her high heels.

When it was time for Pam to go pick up the girls, Scotty said he needed to go to the YMCA to get dressed for work and would leave as well. The restaurant opened at mid-afternoon for the early dinner crowd.

Pam took her shoes to her room, then went to the back door and put on her dress. Bess hugged her at the door. Then she stopped abruptly. Some child's paint on Pam's school dress had left a slight smudge on the wall as it hung on the hook. Bess gave Pam a hard look.

Bess called Scotty over and asked, "Will you do a favor for me, Scotty?"

"Sure Bess, anything."

"Unscrew this hook." Scotty's strong fingers easily unscrewed hook from the wall. Bess opened the back door and ushered both Pam and Scotty outside. "Scotty screw the hook in right here."

Pam's face dropped. "What does this mean, Bess?"

Scotty tightened the hook. It was secured next to the back door.

"Pam, last night you were walking around in MY house with your clothes on. The other day I saw some grass from the yard on the floor, and today your dress smudged my wall. I have tried to teach you, but you just keep making a mess in my house. So from now on I want you to take off your clothes before you come inside. Understand?"

"Bess, I can't... someone will see... "

"Quit whining, it's your own fault. Go on and pick up the girls, Pam, and I WILL see you here tomorrow. If you're careful, nobody will notice, this neighborhood is usually dead!"

"But Bess, it is so open between all of the yards."

"It's decided, end of discussion, or would you like me to use the paddle right here on the patio?"

Pam's eyes widened in fear. She wanted to protest, but had been effectively chastised and knew better than to say anything else.

Scotty kept his eyes looking down at the patio. He had had many similar exchanges with Jake. He knew Pam couldn't win the argument.

That evening was fairly routine for Pam. After dinner, Bill and Pam had a chance to talk about some family activities. Bill told her that he had a couple of short business trips coming up. One next week and one the week after. Pam told Bill that she was invited to dinner at a restaurant on Friday night with Bess, and he should be sure to get home before left. Bill thought it would be fun for her to get out for an evening and volunteered to pick up pizza for the girls and himself on the way home Friday. Since pizza wasn't on Pam's diet they hadn't had it in a while. That way Pam wouldn't have to cook for them. Bill was always considerate of his wife.

The next day was a workout day and Pam was supposed to go to Bess' after she picked up the girls from school. "Oh my God," thought Pam, "what if the girls come outside while I'm taking off my clothes on the patio? How could I explain that?" Pam worried all the way home, not even hearing the chatter of the youngsters in the car with her.

Once home, Pam was very forceful about the girls going right to their room and doing their homework. Her daughter's room was on the front of the house and couldn't see the backyard. The girls' bathroom, however, was on the back of the house. Pam told them that she was going to Bess' house for a couple of hours. Leaving the girls studying in their room, Pam went to their bathroom and closed the blinds. Then she removed the control rods that opened and raised them and hid them away. The only way to look out the window would be to pull the stiff blinds to the side.

Pam quietly slipped out of her home. She constantly kept checking the windows in her house to make sure that there was no movement. Once at the back door of Bess' house she opened the door first. Then she kicked off her shoes, she wiggled out of her panties leaving her dress on. She unsnapped her bra and because the dress was loose for her weight loss, she was able to tuck her arms in, remove her bra and pull it out an armhole. she hung up her bra and panties. The moment of truth had come. She unbuttoned her dress but kept it held closed with her hands. She looked back at the quiet yards. She saw no movement anywhere. Her own home looked quiet. Scared to death, Pam pulled off her dress as she stepped forward. In a fairly fluid motion she hung the dress on the hook as she entered the house. Once inside Pam shut the door and breathed a sigh of relief. Her insides were fluttering from fear... and excitement.

Sitting at his kitchen table, Mr. Clyde Odom, retired bank manager, watched Mrs. Henderson from three doors away, while he ate his mid- day snack. He saw her cross the yards and was pleasantly surprised when he had seen a flash of white skin, before his pretty neighbor disappeared into the back of the house that faced the next street over. "I will have to keep my eyes peeled," he thought, "Maybe I should get out my old field glasses to see what is up." He finished his snack and his bossy wife began calling the hen-pecked 65 year old to come and watch "Oprah" with him.

Bess and Pam had a good workout. It was all business since Scotty was already at work. He had stopped by in the morning for his workout. They showered together and Bess sent Pam on her way. Bess reminded Pam that she would drive over to her house tomorrow at 6:00 to pick her up to go to the restaurant. Then she walked with Pam to the back door. She wanted to watch Pam exit the house naked and see how she handled herself.

Pam had been so concerned about getting in, she hadn't given leaving any thought. She opened the door and, while standing in the shadows, checked to make sure that there was no movement in the yards. She also checked her own house carefully.

Bess thought briefly about making Pam put on her panties and bra. That would take her more time. The trade off was that Pam was really enjoying the freedom of walking without her undergarments. Bess decided to not make Pam put on her panties and bra. She wanted her to get used to being as unclothed as possible.

Pam turned to Bess and gave her a hug then backed out the door grabbing her dress as she stepped out. In a flash she had it wrapped around her. She buttoned it quickly and then stuffed her panties and bra in her pocket.

"Very smart, Pam. See? That wasn't so bad. See you tomorrow!"

Bess shut the door. Pam pulled on her shoes and walked home.

Mr. Odom had been sitting at his kitchen table all afternoon. He had been ignoring his screaming wife. He held his old bird-watching binoculars in his hand. When he saw the door open across the way her quickly brought the glasses to his eyes. He had focused them a hundred times on the back door over the last 2 hours. His patience was rewarded, he saw for a brief moment, a very lovely white female ass back out the door. It was quickly covered. He raised the glasses to the face of his nice looking neighbor and watched her walk back to her own house. "I'm glad we didn't sell this house and move to the retirement community," Mr. Odom thought. "I'd better get a cushion for this chair, because I'm going to be spending a lot of time looking out this window."
