Mr Wade: Story 118

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Girls in the Wood - Chapter 7

Kathy took Janet's breakfast to her while the other two girl's cleared off the table and took care of the breakfast dishes.

"Would you show me where you took Janet last night, Master?", Sandra asked, sweetly.

"If you like, Sandra. Perhaps Cindi would like to go along as well?"

"Yes, I would like that, Master," Cindi replied, a bit of an evil glint in her eye.

When they finished in the kitchen, the three of us left Kathy and Janet alone and headed for the small clearing in the woods. Cindi had picked up my slut bag on the way out the door and walked along behind Sandra and I.

"So this is it, huh?", asked Sandra, her eyes taking in the tree and its surroundings. "Did you tie her facing the tree or with her back to it, Master? Tell us how you did it, please?"

I discussed some of the details of Janet's evening with the two of them, showing them the rope and the cat. Sandra was full of questions.

"Did she cry, Master? How long did you whip her? Did you do it hard? Did you whip her pussy too? What if someone had found her here during the night?" On and on the questions came. I answered each of them patiently, smiling at her interest.

"I've never been tied to a tree, Master," she said, as if she were telling me something I didn't already know.

"Perhaps you should be, Sandra," I replied, looking into her eyes.

"If that would please my Master, then yes, perhaps so, Master."

"Perhaps I should let Cindi tie you to the tree and do whatever she wishes with you. What would you think of that, Sandra?"

"It excites me to think of that, Master." Sandra blushed, but I knew she would answer in that way.

"I think Cindi would enjoy that, wouldn't you, Cindi? Isn't that why you brought along Master's slut bag?"

"I just thought it might come in handy, Master," Cindi replied, a smug look on her face. "But yes, I would enjoy having her to myself for a bit. Can I really do whatever I like with her?"

"You know my limits, Cindi. No blood and no bruises or long lasting marks. AND, you MUST honor her safeword. Let me down and you'll answer to me, you know that, don't you?"

"Yes, of course, Master. I won't disappoint you."

We stripped Sandra and placed her with her back to the tree. I knew well what Sandra could accept and what her own limits were, and had discussed them with Cindi in making my plans for the week.

The strong but soft nylon rope was wrapped under and above her large D-cup tits, and individual ropes were tied to her ankles, holding them apart and close to the trunk of the tree. Two other lengths of rope limited the movement of her arms and hands. Cindi would have total access to Sandra's tits and pussy, as well as to the rest of the front of her body.

Having bound Sandra well, Cindi reached into the slut bag and took out several clothespins. She affixed one to each of Sandra's nipples, causing her to moan loudly.

"Do they hurt, little slut?", I asked, lewdly.

"Yes, Master...they hurt my nipples alot." Her breathing was broken and her voice soft.

"That's what you want, isn't it, Sandra?", Cindi asked.

"Yes, Mistress Cindi. I do want it." She moaned again, her eyes closing tightly.

"And what else do you want, you pussy eating little tramp?", Cindi asked, loudly.

"I want you...I want you to hurt my pussy, Mistress!" The words were hard for her to say, but she meant them from deep within herself.

Cindi quickly took a clothespin, and kneeling in front of the bound blonde, opened her sex, pushing her labia apart. She placed the clothespin on Sandra's right labia, but held it open as she looked up at her.

"Is this what you want, slut?", she asked.

"Yes, Mistress! It is!", Sandra replied, hotly.

Cindi allowed the clothespin to snap shut on Sandra's slick and naked labia. There was immediately a deep gutural groan from Sandra as her head flew back against the tree. She panted hard and sagged slightly in her bonds.

"What is your safeword, fuckpiece?", Cindi asked her.

"Cock, Mistress!" She almost shouted it, as if she were afraid it wouldn't come out at all otherwise.

Cindi took another clothespin and placed it quickly on the other labia, not waiting for further approval, but allowing it to snap tight immediately.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!!!....Unggggghhhh!!", Sandra groaned. Her legs pushed inward, straining the bonds that held them apart, but unable to close themselves. The two clothespins stuck out from her sex lewdly, looking odd and out of place there.

Cindi stood and kissed Sandra hard on the mouth, her tongue dancing inside her mouth. In spite of the pain she was in, Sandra responded, and I saw her hand straighten itself out toward Cindi, trying to make contact with her body in some way. Cindi slid her right hand down Sandra's belly toward her pubic mound, and then through the soft hair that graced it. Finding her clitoris, she rubbed it hotly with her fingertips, making Sandra moan again hotly.

I was enjoying this whole process very much, but I was also very curious about what might be happening back at the cabin. I hadn't really planned to leave Janet and Kathy alone for so long.

I slid Cindi's shorts off her hips and helped her step from them while she kissed and fingered Sandra. Running my fingers through her crotch I found her soaking wet already, and gathered some of her juices which I then spread on Sandra's cheek and under her nose. Cindi stepped away long enough to remove her top, while I slid the wet fingers into Sandra's mouth and watched her suck at the juices hungrily.

"I'm going back to the cabin to check on the others. Feed her a bit of juice from time to time, Cindi. She'll do better if you do. And stay here with her until I get back."

"Oh, don't worry, Master. I'll stay with her. I can take my time with her, can't I?"

I smiled. "Yes, you can take your time. You can take all the time you want. I'll be back."

I approached the cabin quietly, and walked to the bedroom window. Glancing in carefully I saw exactly what I had expected I would see.

Janet was still handcuffed, but Kathy had turned her over onto her back. She had also removed her own clothing and was straddling the naked young sub, walking on her knees toward her head, her hands holding open her sex. Kathy's back was to me, and her body obscurred most of Janet's face, but I could see her raising her head in anticipation, hungry to place her mouth against Kathy's precious pussy.

Walking around to the back door I entered the cabin quietly. Standing in the doorway of the bedroom I watched silently as Kathy hunched her hips, rubbing her wet pussy against Janet's mouth and nose. She leaned forward, supporting herself with her hands against the wall and quickened her pace, fucking at Janet's mouth just as she had often fucked at my cock in the past.

"Ahem!! And what is going on here?", I asked, loudly.

Kathy jerked around quickly, and just as quickly moved away from

Janet, sitting heavily next to her on the bed. She lowered her head and clasped her hands in her lap. Her face was red with embarrassment.

"Its all my fault, Master!", Janet implored, "I begged her to let me taste her. Really I did!! You know how much I wanted it. She said you'd be mad if you found out, but I talked her into it. Please don't be upset with her!"

I walked over to the side of the bed and looked down at Kathy. I spoke softly.

"And did you eat her too, Kathy? I was gone a long time. Did you taste her sweet nectar for yourself and make her come with your tongue? Well....did you, Kathy?"

"No, Master."

"Well, why didn't you, Kathy? You were going to disobey me, so why not just go all the way? Were you just so horny that you HAD to get off on her mouth, is that it?"

"I guess so, Master."

"You guess, Kathy? Who should I ask, if you don't know?"

"I don't know, Master. She wanted it alot, but I know I shouldn't have done it."

"You know all you have to do is ask for it and you can have Sandra's mouth or Cindi's mouth any time you want, don't you, Kathy?"

"Yes, Master. I know that."

"And didn't Master lick your sweet little slit for you last night, in this very bed?"

"Yes, Master, you did."

"But in spite of that, you still felt you had to disobey Master and fuck your hot little cunt against Janet's mouth, didn't you, Kathy?"

Finally her head flew up and she looked at me with fire in her eyes.

"So, whats wrong with that?? You know we all love eating pussy and having our pussies eaten. Isn't that what you like about us so much? Didn't you bring us all here so we'd eat lots of pussy? What so bad about me letting Janet have what she wants so much, anyway?"

I smiled softly at her. Janet was shaking her head slowly from side to side in disappointment that she had given in to her anger.

"I think you know the answer to all those questions, Kathy, and I think its time for you to get a spanking. We both knew Janet would beg you, and you said you could handle it. You didn't, and now you have to pay the price."

"I don't think that's fair, Master." Her voice had softened, but she was still defensive.

"Kathy," I interrupted her, "the price for having disobeyed Master is thirty spanks. The price, if you continue to be obstinate, will increase to sixty spanks. If you have any doubt whatsoever that I am serious or that I can deliver what I say I will, you may want to continue arguing with Master. Otherwise, I suggest you stop while you're ahead."

Kathy looked into my eyes, as if judging the seriousness of my intent.

"Does Janet have to see it, Master?", she asked, resignedly.

"Yes, Kathy."

She sighed deeply. "Then lets get it over with, please."

I took the small side chair which was against the far wall and placed it at the foot of the bed, where Janet would be able to see it all take place. Seating myself, I waited while Kathy came to me. She walked slowly, rubbing her asscheeks as if trying somehow to prepare them for what they were about to recieve. Standing beside me, she looked at Janet and shook her head slowly from side to side. Then bending, she lay herself across my lap.

Placing my left arm across her naked back, and spreading her legs a bit further apart with my right hand, I looked at Janet and winked. Sticking two fingers into Kathy's wet pussy I fingered her slowly for a while, letting her juices flow freely once again and giving them time to wet my hand. Then, removing the fingers from her soaked vagina, and raising my arm high, I began.

When it was over, I fingered Kathy once more, spreading some of her juices into the crevice of her ass as well. She had grown even more wet from the spanking, and in spite of the tears she had shed I knew it had aroused her. I slid two fingers back into her juicy slit and pushed my thumb against her anus, slowly pushing it inside as well. I held them there, waiting, and was soon rewarded by the movement of her hips as she worked herself on my intruding digits.

Janet's legs began to open and close as she watched Kathy fucking herself on my fingers and thumb. She was trying, with minimal success, to stimulate herself.

Kathy was straining now, hunching up and down as she supported herself by her fingertips on the floor in front of her, and by her toes behind her. I held my hand as still as possible. I enjoyed seeing her have to work so hard to make the fingers move inside her. There was something powerfully lewd and exotic about watching her hunch at my hand in such an awkward position.

She grunted, and her thighs started quivering. It was a sign that her orgasm was beginning. The hunching grew more violent and rapid, and I was concerned for a moment that she might toss herself off my lap. I tightened my grip on the hunching young bislut as she thrust herself up and down until finally the hips broke rythym. One or two long slow fucking movements by her hips were accompanied by a high pitched whimper/grunt and then it was over.

I let Kathy rest for a moment while I wiped my drenched fingers on her ass. Watching Kathy come so strongly had been difficult for Janet, and I knew she was even hotter than before.

"Put on some clothes, Kathy. I have a couple of things to do with Janet and then I have something outside I want you to watch."

She rose and began dressing. I pulled the cords from the bottom corners of the bed Janet was lying on and bound her ankles apart. I tied another length of rope around her waist, belt-like, and drew it tight. Reaching into a nearby drawer I took out two vibrators. One was relatively small and bullet-shaped, the other was cock-shaped and quite a bit larger.

I slid the smaller vibrator into Janet's pussy to wet it, and when it was well-coated with her fuck, removed it from her cunt and slid it quickly into her anus. She moaned, but the vibrator slid in easily until it was almost entirely embedded in her bottom hole. The larger vibrator was similarly inserted into her vagina. Reaching back into the drawer I retrieved a leather crotch piece, custom made for this purpose, and lay it against the butts of the two vibrating intruders. Two cords from the bottom of the crotch piece were run under her thighs and secured to the waist belt and two from the top were secured as well. The vibrators would now stay in place, no matter how hard Janet tried to dislodge them.

With the two vibrators now buzzing away in Janet's hungry little holes I guided Kathy out of the cabin toward what had now become the whipping tree in the woods.

Continued in Chapter Eight

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