Lew’s Photo Studio - Book 6 by Lew Pit - HTML preview

Introduction

Book 6 Brings a few New Year celebrations with Lew’s new and old friends while Linda wil be the second one to pay up on her London lost wager. You wil accompany Jeff and Rachel on their visit through Europe. Petra wil get the proposal of a lifetime and Lew wil be surprised by Dawn and play with her in the club.

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The complete Cast.

Alicia (77) The woman who at age 36 took Lew’s virginity when he was 18.

Ariel (18) Daughter of Gladys, granddaughter of Alicia Astrid (36) Shop owner, “Boutique Astrid” customer of Lew.

Bethany (44) Runs a perfumery annex Beauty parlor.

Catharina (49) Italian, the first girl photographed by Lew in the nude, long ago.

Cathy (45) Was tricked into posing nude with a fake wager.

Danielle Brooks/Sunshine (52) Jada’s teacher, overaged hippy, school buddy of Grace.

Dave (50) Garage owner husband of Hellen, afraid of horses.

Dawn (24) Daughter of Janet and George with extremely long hair, amazon, single.

Elisa (22) Brazilian Sub of Jack works for him, sister of Jada, a BDSM aficionado.

Felicity (18) youngest member of the BDSM club

Fiona (56) operates a sex supermarket friend of Tanja George (same age as Lew) school buddy of Lew son of Alicia, deceased husband of Gladys George (45) Husband of Janet has no clue about how to pleasure a woman.

Georgina (50) Stewardess on the flight to Rome

Gina (28) Italian, the daughter of Catharina, lesbian lover of Victoria.

Gladys (58) Daughter in law of Alicia Mother of Ariel, widow of George Grace (52) mother of Nancy, realtor.

Hellen (38) Wife of Dave, Dawn’s horse riding buddy.

Jack (36) Electrician, Master of Elisa, BDSM aficionado, and bondage specialist.

Jada (18) Sister of Elisa, a Job student who works for Lew, and is his sub.

Janet (42) Abused wife of George.

Jeff (32) Husband of Rachel, American, owns and operates a vil a compound in Florida.

Lance (62) Wants nude pictures of his wife Cathy.

Lew Emmett (59) main character, retired owns the photo shop and studio, bachelor.

Linda (20) Very flexible girl, eager to start a career as a model.

Lori (56) Wife of Mel, American, former performer in Amsterdam sex clubs.

Maggy (52) Operates the local travel shop, an old acquaintance of Lew.

Mel (57) Husband of Lori, American, visiting Europe again after boisterous youth Mila (45) Thai masseuse of Lew, single.

Myrna (58) Former colleague of Lew, single.

Nancy (26) Young mother convinced by Lew to pose nude with her baby Amelia.

Petra (36) Lew’s cleaning lady ex-bodybuilder, single.

Rachel (30) Wife of Jeff, American, Loves BDSM.

Tanja (42) Operates the BDSL club under the photo studio, Mistress of Vagina.

Vagina/Vag (24) Tanja’s sub, a former chef.

Victoria (28) Italian, lesbian lover of Gina.

Chapter 50

New Year party at the club.

At the beginning of December I received a nice black envelope with, on one side, in silver, the profile outline of a ful y stretched, naked female body with my name also written in silver ink. When I opened it, it contained a black folded card with a photo I recognized immediately as one of my own on one side on the front. It was a photo of Linda I had taken in the club when she was suspended naked from the ceiling, using lighting from just one side giving dramatic shadows on parts of her body, underneath it read INVITATION.

When I opened the card it was an invitation to attend the year-end New Year's party on the 31st of December at the club. It also contained a smal handwritten letter from Tanja asking me if I would be wil ing to co-host the party with her and if I would as usual take the photos. There were specific instructions on whom I could photograph.

Any woman or man wearing a red col ar was strictly off-limits unless at the moment they themselves or their Master or Mistress specifical y requested me to take their picture.

This was a very understandable request as a number of the people that I expected to attend this party were high-ranking officials, directors, or even CEOs of major companies, who might potential y turn up not accompanied by their spouse but by their sub or sometimes even in some cases their Mistress. Discretion was of the utmost importance. For specific requests on the spot or for later, I could ask for a fee though I would, of course, have to transfer 25% to the club’s account.

So Tanja had planned my evening for me. It’s a good thing I didn’t have any family left who could request my presence during these festive days. I was free as a bird. I hoped she could give me some advice on what to wear to make sure I was coordinated with her. I had seen her in various outfits on previous occasions but this was special, their first big party after the inauguration earlier this year, so I cal ed her.

“Hey Tanja, thanks for the invite to the New Year’s party, and of course, I’l be your co-host, but I’ve got a problem, what shal I wear? Do I put on a tux or do I need to find something kinkier; maybe you can tel me what you’re going to be wearing?”

“Wow, Lew, have you looked at what Doms in the porn industry wear?”

“Yes, they usual y wear black shirts or T-shirts and pants, is that what you want me to wear?

“Black definitely, but not just a plain shirt and pants, I’m thinking of wearing a black leather minidress, laced-up at the back, and long black mid-thigh boots with 6-inch heels. How about you get an elegant black Wet look shirt and a pair of black lambskin leather pants, I think that would go nicely with my outfit.”

“OK, and where can I get this type of clothing?”

“You know what, I’m a regular at a specialty shop where I was thinking of buying my outfit. Why don’t we go together then you’l get the regular customer discount.”

“Sounds good, it’s been a long time since I went last shopping with a woman, and it wil take a lot of my stress away, when can we go?”

“Mondays are your free days aren’t they?”

“Yes.”

“How about next Monday then; would that suit you?”

“Let me check my calendar…yes that’s fine, what time?”

“How about we have lunch together and then go afterward?”

“Sounds even better, maybe you could model a few outfits for me?”

“You want a show?”

“You know me too wel .”

“OK but then lunch is on you.”

“Deal! Shal I pick you up?”

“I’l be in the club in the morning so we can leave from there around noon.”

“OK, see you Monday then.”

That Monday, Tanja rang my doorbel precisely at noon, and to surprise her, I was waiting downstairs behind the door so she was a bit startled when I opened it immediately.

“That was quick, did you jump down the stairs?”

“No, when I’m in my apartment and I shout ’beam me down Scotty’ I’m immediately at the door.”

“So you’re a Trekky, like me?”

“Yes I’m a big fan of the series, I’ve got al the DVDs and I watch them regularly.”

“Another thing we have in common then?”

“Yes, we do.”

I led Tanja to my car and very gentlemanlike opened the passenger door for her to get in. “Now tel me where are we going?”

“Just start down Main Street and I’l tel you where to turn along the way. It's about a half-hour drive from here to a nice place I know for lunch and the shop itself is right around the corner.”

“Excel ent!”

Indeed half an hour later we arrived at the restaurant Tanja had chosen for lunch, it was a nice homely place and the food was excel ent, nothing fancy just plain wholesome home cooking. No menus available, you ate what the cook prepared that day. When we had finished lunch we left the car where it was and walked to the specialty clothing/sex shop. Tanja was welcomed by the lady who ran it, like an old friend, which I guess she was. Introductions were made and I learned her name was Fiona, and she welcomed me the same way she had Tanja by giving me a bearhug, pressing her ample bosom against my chest.

Looking around it became immediately clear to me that this was not your run-of-the-mil sex shop, it was huge, like a supermarket. Signs guide the visitor to the different sections.

“So you want outfits for the both of you to host the club’s New Year’s party?”

“Yes, that’s the idea, and we’re open to suggestions, but mind you nothing too fancy for Lew, he’s not that extravagant.”

“No, definitely not and I don’t want to outshine Tanja. My body is not what it used to be, so I prefer something that wil cover up my wrinkled skin.”

“I see, OK fol ow me,” Fiona took us towards the back, through a door that led into an even bigger space where she had al sorts of BDSM furniture on display. I recognized some of the contraptions that were in the club, the St. Andrews cross and the gynecology chair had clearly come from this place.

“Wow, Fiona this is quite a setup you have here, I can see where Tanja got her stuff for the club.”

“Yes, Tanja is a valued customer, we have a very nice business relationship.”

“Indeed we do,” Tanja interjected, “I buy stuff together with Fiona for my smal shop at the club and can enjoy a far bigger discount than if I were to buy directly from the manufacturers myself.”

They guided me al the way to the back where there were some changing rooms with a few comfortable chairs in front.

“You can sit here Lew and enjoy the show.”

“Where did you get the idea I wanted a show?” Fiona gave me a big smile and pointed with her thumb to Tanja who had returned to the front part of the area we were in, looking for potential outfits in the racks.

“Care for a coffee Lew, while you’re waiting?” Fiona asked.

“Don’t mind if I do, yes please.”

“Milk and sugar?”

“Just milk please.”

When I got my coffee, Fiona disappeared as wel , probably to help Tanja find the outfit that would make her shine at the party. By the time they came back, I had had ample time to look and wander around the area. There were things in here I had never before seen in my life, practical y al of them dedicated to the BDSM lifestyle.

Some of the displays were on one specific theme, I saw a ful y equipped interrogation room, with different types of electric torture devices, some just the size of a cattle prod, or self-adhesive electro pads or metal ic dildos with a control device, but also padded spanking benches in al shapes and sizes. There was even a jail cel stand-up cage in a corner. I saw a medieval dungeon wood stockade set and loads of medical stuff on one of the tables including forceps with or without rubber tips, various Wartenburg wheels, and a huge assortment of boxes with rubber and latex gloves in al sizes and colors.

Close to half an hour later the girls were back, their arms loaded with different outfits, most of them in black. Tanja disappeared into the changing room. I heard a rustle of clothes and a few minutes later she opened the curtain and made a majestic appearance. She was wearing a black leather or vinyl strapless bustier. I couldn’t immediately detect which material it was, with black hot pants. Her hands and arms were encased in black leather gloves til mid-upper arm, and her legs in stiletto boots til mid-thigh. Her midriff was bare and on her head, she wore a black cap. As usual, she looked stunning.

“Nice,” I said, “but is it festive enough?”

“This is just the first one Lew, there are a few more to come.”

I decided to refrain from further comment and just let it rol over me. I knew there were quite a few more to come judging by the stack they had carried into the changing room. The next one was similar but with Tanja’s nipples sticking through a hole in the cups, Very sexy indeed, but I guess they could see from my face I didn’t think it was the right kind of outfit for the occasion.

“Although it shows some of my attributes, you don’t seem to like this very much?”

“No, although I very much like your boobs, I think you should keep them ful y covered for this occasion.”

“You may be right,” Fiona agreed, “let’s try something sexy but with some mystery left.” They disappeared again into the changing room to emerge a few minutes later with Tanja in a total y different outfit. This went on for another 15 to 20 minutes but I saw nothing I real y liked, and as I was clearly there to voice an opinion I did so

until she appeared in something that looked rather fetching at first sight. In fact, it was more in line with the outfit that Tanja had mentioned when we had discussed clothing over the phone. Again a black leather or latex mini dress with some sort of col ar around her neck but leaving her shoulders and both her col arbones completely bare. It hugged her boobs clearly showing her nipples poking into the material.

As I let my eyes travel down, there was a heart-shaped cutout around her navel, extending al the way down to her pubic area, far enough to show her smal heart-shaped patch of pubic hair. One heart shape enclosing another, so sexy. When she had come out, she had lifted her arms forming a big Y – “Ta-Daa,” she shouted. The dress ended mid to upper thigh, leaving just a patch of bare leg above the same boots she had worn before. When she pirouetted around it showed her bare back al the way down to her asscrack. I was stunned.

“Wel , what do you think?” she asked.

“This is…I don’t have any words for it, it’s amazing!”

“So you like it?”

“What’s there not to like, it doesn’t real y show anything and yet it is so revealing, I could eat you right up.”

“Would you, real y?” she said while she turned her back to me and bent over, showing her very sexy black lace crotchless panties.”

“Hey you want to eat her, I don’t mind, I love a good live porn scene anytime,” Fiona interjected.

This was too good to pass up. I got up from the chair and pushed Tanja towards a spanking bench that was standing nearby where she lay down on her back. I dropped to my knees, grabbed her legs behind her knees, and pul ed them up and wide open, giving me total access through her open crotch panties to her already moist pussy, and dove in. I was so busy enjoying her taste I hadn’t felt Fiona approach me from the rear until I felt her hands on my shoulders.

She began to massage my neck and shoulders slowly coming to the front, where she began to undo the buttons of my shirt. That done, she took Tanja’s legs over from me one by one and attached them with cuffs to the two poles at the front of the spanking bench. This way my arms were freed for her to remove my shirt completely.

Her hands then moved to my bel y and the top of my pants, which she began to undo. Once open she pul ed my pants and boxers down and grabbed my already hard cock giving me a stimulating hand job. This doubled the pleasure for me, licking and sucking Tanja’s pussy with a warm nimble hand milking my cock. Al of a sudden she stopped and I felt her move around behind me opening my legs more so she could slide between them to take me in her hot mouth.

At the start, it was a bit painful when she pul ed my cock backward to be able to suck it into her mouth, but soon after, when it had adjusted to the new position, the feeling of pleasure was overwhelming. She was a master cocksucker, she did things with her teeth and tongue I had never before felt in my life while al the while tickling my bal s with just the nails of her fingers. Now that was something I had experienced before and which I liked very much, so much that I needed to concentrate harder not to cum in the next 10 seconds.

I hadn’t had the pleasure yet of seeing Fiona in the altogether and I desperately wanted to before I came, so I pul ed my dick out of her mouth and got up.

“Hey what’s up, don’t you like what I’m doing?” she asked a bit cross.

“No darling I like what you’re doing a lot, but I don’t want to cum just yet, and I want to admire your body.”

“Why?”

“I think Tanja forgot to mention one important thing about me.”

“She told me you do like sex and that you like to photograph naked women, not necessarily in the order…I don’t think you want to photograph me, you didn’t bring a camera.”

“No I didn’t, and I regret that, but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t like to see you in the buff.”

“I see, you want me as naked as you are?”

“Yes please!”

She immediately began to remove her clothes, while I tried to keep Tanja’s temperature up to the current high level using my fingers in and around her pussy. I also saw that she was playing with her boobs over the dress she wore while I fingered her. One by one the blouse, jeans, bra, and panties that Fiona was wearing were removed, revealing a gorgeous svelte body with relatively large boobs seeing how skinny she was, with the most adorable almost non-existent areolae crowned by rock-hard large nipples.

Her pubes were completely shaven, only showing her outer lips, the innies completely hidden from view, the so-cal ed perfect vulva. After the strip, she again dropped to her knees and took my cock back in her hot mouth resuming her divine tongue and teeth work while her fingers again began to tickle my bal s again making it very difficult for me not to cum within the shortest period of time.

“Would you like me to fuck you?” I asked her.

“I’d love you to do that, yes, but what about our dear Tanja, we can’t just leave her hanging high and dry?”

“No, why don’t you detach her, I’l lie on this other comfy bench you have here, so you can ride me and Tanja can squat over my face so I can bring her pleasure with my mouth.”

“Excel ent thinking,” she replied, immediately undoing the cuffs that held Tanja’s legs high up in the air. In the meantime, I had taken up my position on the bench, Tanja squatted over me facing Fiona who impaled herself on my dick and began riding me.

I couldn't see what was going on as my face was completely covered by Tanja’s pubes but I heard both of them moan. I could hear they were kissing and I presumed they were playing with each other’s tits.

The first one to tumble over the orgasmic crest was Tanja, flooding my face with her sweet tangy pussy juice, which I gladly swal owed. Fiona beat me to the top in barely 2 seconds clamping down on my dick, her pussy muscles milking me. She was good, what am I saying, she was…there were no words to describe what her pussy was doing to my cock which kept on squirting and squirting, depositing huge amounts of sperm in her cunt. I could only hope there were not too many people in the front part of the store with al the noise we were making.

It took us the better part of 10 minutes to come down and get our heartbeat and breathing back to normal. Tanja was the first to get up, to al ow me to breathe normal y again while Fiona pul ed off my cock. I felt most of my cum drip out of her cunt onto my stomach. When she got up she grabbed a towel and handed it to me to dry off while she dried herself with another.

“Care for a shower Lew?” she asked.

“Don’t mind if I do dear, certainly if you join me,” I replied.

“Tanja, can you keep yourself busy while we shower?” Fiona asked.

“I can browse and see if there is anything that would be interesting for me to buy for the club, so go right ahead, we want Lew clean to try on his gear for the evening don’t we?”

“Yes that’s true you stil need to try on the clothing Tanja chose for you.”

Fiona took my hand and led me through another door into a big bathroom.

Obviously, this was not the only time activities had gone on in this Walhal a of sex requiring a cleanup. After the shower, during which, I was able to ful y enjoy Fiona’s gorgeous body, both visual y and with my hands, we dried with nice warm fluffy towels and joined Tanja again.

“And?” Fiona asked, “find anything interesting for the club?”

“There are a few things I would like to get yes, but I’l come back to you on that another time, first let’s get my co-host dressed for the occasion. I found this underwear, shirt, and pants for you, I hope I’ve got the right size,” Tanja said while handing me the items. The boxer shorts were nothing real y special, black with smal silver hearts printed on them, the shirt was some sort of wet look thing, also black of

course, I only hoped that I wouldn’t sweat too much in it during the event but for the rest, it was OK.

The pants were made of fine leather. I tried them on and they fit like a glove and felt pretty comfy. It was the first time in my life I ever wore leather pants. Oh no, I forgot when I was a kid my mother had bought me once a pair of “Lederhosen” in Austria, you know the type the Austrian guys wear when they do their traditional Schuhplattler dances hitting their pants, shoes, and legs.

It was already dark when we came out of the shop and when I looked at my watch it was past 7 in the evening, we had been more than 4 hours in that shop - wel time flies when you’re having fun.

“Happy Lew?” Tanja asked when we were driving back home.

“Yes, I never expected to have sex with two gorgeous women choosing an outfit for a New Year’s party and I must say your outfit is out of this world, I am sure you wil steal the show that evening.”

“You like it?”

“Yes, absolutely though it took you a while to come up with the right one didn’t it?”

“Not real y…I have a confession to make.”

“You do?”

“Yes, I designed the dress myself and asked Fiona to have it made to measure, but I wanted to make sure you, being a man of taste, liked it before I would wear it during the event. I would have bought it whatever the outcome, but if you hadn’t liked it I would have buried it in my closet.”

“Believe me, you look fabulous in it, you’l be the envy of al the women at the party.”

“Thanks, Lew, I appreciate it and I hope you wil have a smashing time during the party as wel . You read my instructions concerning the photos?”

“Yes, nothing real y special there, I guarantee total discretion as usual.”

“I know you wil .”

“What time do you want me to be there?”

“I think if you come by 7 it wil be OK, the guests are invited for 8, and knowing my crowd they’l start arriving around 9. I have planned a smal private meal just for the staff before the whole thing starts. I don’t want anybody to faint from hunger.”

“You are always so thoughtful and concerned about the people that work for you, if I didn’t know better I would never imagine you as a Dom…Anything else I need to know?”

“There is one thing I’m going to suggest and that is that we orgasm al together on the strike of 12, I think that would be a great way to start the new year.”

“Absolutely, I love it, can I orgasm together with you then as co-host?”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“Where can I drop you?”

“At the club, my car is there and I can drive home from there.”

“Excel ent, see you on the 31st then, at 7.”

Final y Thursday the 31st of December arrived. I had stil been fairly busy in the shop with people passing by to make a last-minute purchase or picking up calendars with their own photos or photobooks as gifts, so when I closed the shop at 5; I was rather tired, but I had 2 hours to rest and get ready for Tanja’s great event. It’s a good thing I don’t have to go very far, just downstairs.

I took a nap and to make sure I didn’t sleep too long I set my alarm for 6:30 which would give me enough time to take a shower, shave, and get dressed.

At five to seven I walked outside to the official entrance of the club at the back of the studio. When I came downstairs Tanja was already walking about very nervously, giving last-minute instructions to the staff. I walked up to her and hugged her.

“Calm down, relax, everything wil work out fine,” I whispered in her ear.

“Thank God you’re here, my nerves are kil ing me.

I turned her around and gave her back a rub, and massaged her neck and shoulders, I felt her relax a bit.

Then I looked at her and I was puzzled, she was wearing a black T-shirt and a pair of black jeans.

“Where’s your outfit for tonight? Don’t tel me you changed your mind?”

‘No, no, I’ve got it in one of the dressing rooms, I’l put it on when we’re done eating, it also needs special make-up and I can’t put that on when I stil have to eat and drink.”

“You mean you’re not going to eat or drink the rest of the evening?”

“Eat, no, and I can drink using a straw, which won’t ruin my lipstick.”

She gathered the staff and we went into the dressing room where she also kept her outfit to have a light meal. The costumes of the staff were also there for them to put on after the meal. Half an hour later when we were done eating al the girls started to undress to put their outfits on so I left them to it. I didn’t want to be cooped up in

a smal room with half a dozen naked females. I went outside and did the rounds of the cel ar to check where I could best position myself to take photos.

I hid photo cameras in different places so I didn’t have to carry them around with me al the time. I also checked the hidden video cams to make sure they al worked fine.

It was not real y necessary as I had seen Jack do the same thing half an hour ago when I came in, but better safe than sorry.

Tanja had told me Jack was doing a special act tonight, in fact, it would be a double act. Not only wil he be tying up his beloved sub, Elisa but also a new girl. I was told she was very special. This was the first time I saw Jack after I won his sub, Elisa for 24 hours in London and I wasn’t sure if she told him about that.

“Jack, can I have a word?”

“You wanna tel me about your 24-hour slavery of Elisa you won in London? I know al about it, and I hope you wil make her pay.”

“Why’s that?”

“She’s not supposed to participate in wagers like that without my knowing about it or my approval, so I was pretty upset when she told me when she came back from her trip. I tanned her hide seriously and I want you to do the same, don’t spare her Lew; I want her butt and back dark red and for her to have a serious problem, for at least a week, sitting down after she visits you. If you don’t I wil when she comes back.”

“You know me, Jack, I do have a problem hurting women, and I would like to plead in her favor that she was not alone, she was sucked into this game by the other two who had convinced her they couldn’t lose.”

“Even then she’s not supposed to engage in those kinds of things, but yes sometimes she does on the spur of the moment, must be her Latino roots.”

“Tel me about it, I deal with her sister almost every day, but OK I’l do my best to discipline her, I heard you’re doing a special act tonight?”

“Yes, I hope you’l take plenty of pictures, it starts at 11. To make sure I get it al in detail, I also have two video cams from different angles focusing on the spot.”

“For the photos, you can count on me, my friend, but please be lenient concerning Elisa’s butt and back.”

“OK, I’l be lenient seeing it’s you that asks me.”

“Thanks.”

I went looking for Tanja as the opening time was approaching rapidly. As predicted we were almost bored out of our minds before the first guests started to arrive a bit before 9. Everyone that came in complemented Tanja on her stunning outfit, wel the men mostly did, the women looked envious and with Argus’s eyes at her. By 10 most

of the guests had arrived and had already had a few drinks so the party real y started to get going. I told Tanja I was going to do a photography round.

I had seen a few guests with a red col ar, but most of them had black or no col ar at al and were already in different stages of undress. Lots of leather, both on men and women, some men had a black or metal col ar around the neck of their sub with a leash attached to it. When I came to the St. Andrew’s cross a ful -bodied but gorgeous naked woman was attached to it and her Master was happily flogging her huge boobs and abdomen with a multi-strap flogger, she was smiling.

When he began to concentrate on her pussy specifical y aiming for her clit I saw her face scrunch up a bit, she also began to give smal screams with every hit. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter though and after about 15 hits she cried out, shivering al over, completely in the throes of an orgasm. When he detached her shortly after she kissed him ful on the mouth, sunk to her knees, and took his hard cock deep in her mouth probably to thank him. While she was doing that he beckoned me and whispered, “can I have copies of those?”

I nodded, took out a felt pen, and wrote S10 on the woman’s back while tel ing him that he needed to give me that number when he ordered his prints from the shop. I knew the S stood for St. Andrew’s cross, but they didn’t of course, or even couldn’t care less, but for me, later on, it made it much easier to find the required photos.

Wandering further around, I came to the gyno chair. A guy had his skinny girlfriend tightly strapped in, her feet in the stirrups and secured by duct tape the same as her hands on the armrests. To make sure she couldn’t move an inch he also had tape over her abdomen and al around the back of the chair. He had also put a bal gag in her mouth and secured her head with a strap around it.

I wondered what he had in mind securing her so tightly and making it difficult for her to cry out. Must be something real y painful he had in mind. I saw him grab a pair of forceps without padding, which would indeed be far more painful than the padded variety. When he applied one to the right nipple, which he first had sucked on to make it bigger, I saw the woman’s face make a painful grimace.

She adjusted quickly, however, ready for her other nipple to be clamped in a similar way. Next, he stuck some smal self-adhesive pads with a thin wire to the underside of her tits and connected the wires to a smal handheld device. He turned the knob on the device and I saw the woman tense up as an electric current was running through her boobs and body. He put the device down, but judging by her face and reactions, he left the current on.

He then picked up a Wartenburg wheel and applied it to the inside of one of her lower legs, slowly moving upwards over her inner thighs towards her moist pussy.

When he arrived there, he began to move the wheel up and down over her cunt lips, pushing extra hard when he hit her clit. When he had finished torturing her with the wheel, he grabbed a metal ic-looking dildo, again with a thin wire sticking out of it, and plugged it also into the control box.

He slid this quickly into her wet hole, and immediately her face contorted in a painful grimace as she felt the electric current deep in her oozing cunt. I never liked it when they use electricity to torture women, so I moved quickly on, but not before writing G11 on her abdomen, just in case he wanted photographic proof of his games.

I moved now to a more pleasant device, at least in my opinion, the sex swing. An elderly woman was occupying it with her husband happily fucking away, letting his penis come out completely when she swung backward and shoving it in deep when she came back. Suddenly, somebody whispered in my ear, “these are our oldest members.” I looked sideways and saw a red-col ared, masked woman. The voice sounded familiar but I had a bit of a problem recognizing her with al the background noise until I took a good look at her outfit.

“Astrid, what a pleasure to see you.”

“You recognized me?”

“Who can forget such a divine body, darling.”

“Flatterer!”

“No it’s true, I’m in love with your body, but hey tel me more about these people.”

“As I mentioned, they’re our oldest members, he’s 75 and she’s 73.”

“No way, with her looks, she can’t be 73, she’s got gorgeous boobs, smal but so perky. Although I wonder what the brown color on and around her nipples is.”

“That’s chocolate.”

“What do you mean chocolate?”

“He just loves chocolate and he always puts one of these smal chocolate tablets, the ones they sometimes give you with a cup of coffee, on each and when they melt, chocolate melts at body temperature as you know, he licks it off of her, hence a brown halo remains around her nipples and his mouth.”

“But it can’t just be because he puts chocolate on her tits that they remain so perky and firm?”

“No, he always comes on her titties and she rubs it in like a body lotion and she claims that it’s this what keeps them so firm and youthful.”

“That’s nice and kinky, maybe something I need to try on your tits as wel ? Or should I discuss it with Bethany, she, as a beautician, ought to know about these things.”

“Maybe you should, but it doesn’t stop there, around Easter he loves to slide these smal chocolate Easter eggs in her pussy and when they have melted, he sucks the chocolate out of her like a vacuum cleaner and makes her cum as you've never seen before.”

“More chocolate fun, I love it, can I book a date with you for Easter?”

“You don’t have to wait that long, I love my pussy being eaten any time of the year, with or without chocolate.”

“I bet you do, you know what, I’l eat your pussy a bit before midnight and make you come. Unfortunately, I can’t do it on the stroke of 12, as I promised Tanja to make her cum at midnight to celebrate the new year.”

“I’l hold you to your promise though, I’l find someone else to do me at midnight!”

“But back to you, are you here alone?”

“Yes.”

“I can’t let that happen, I feel it as my duty to entertain you. What would you like? A flogging, some nipple torture, forced orgasm with a magic wand, you name it and I’l be happy to provide it for you, or should I just tie you up and have my way with you?”

“I leave it up to you Lew, you know that I love al of the above.”

I grabbed the leash that was attached to her “no photos” red col ar and led her to a quiet corner of the room, fixed the leash to a ring in the wal , and commanded her to put both hands high above her head against the wal and spread her legs. She immediately complied.

The first thing I did was admire her festive outfit demonstrating her excel ent taste in clothing, kinky or otherwise. Starting from the bottom, I always like to start from the bottom, she wore kil er heels from the famous red sole brand, her feet, and legs encased in black stay-up nylons with a season-themed pattern leaving an enticing patch of naked flesh from the top to her black micro shorts, cut so close it showed the underside of her butt cheeks. The top came just above her pubic area, and when she moved you could sometimes see a tiny part of the landing strip she stil had. This way her abdomen was completely exposed to just under her boobs.

Her top, very loose, was made of black see-through material with slightly darker stars woven into it more or less covering her nipps. From there it fel straight down showing sometimes a bit of underboob when she moved and certainly now with her arms raised above her head. The mask she wore was again made of black lace in the shape of a butterfly.

On the way to where I had her now attached, I had picked up a couple of floggers which I began to swirl in the air making circles and coming closer and closer to my most preferred part of the female body her abdomen and stomach. When I touched her there with the flogger, she drew her stomach in, hol owing it. She looked gorgeous. I kept hitting her with the leather straps of the flogger until her center slowly but surely began to pink up. I instructed her to turn so I could turn the middle part of her back in the same color. The back of her thighs was the next part to be tickled by the floggers, though I had to be careful not to damage her stockings.

By this time I had gathered a smal audience so I instructed her to turn again, approached her, grabbed the bottom of her top, and lifted it, exposing her tits. I told her to hold it up by stretching it outward with her upper arms. This worked like a blindfold but also made her total y unrecognizable to the bystanders. Her C-cup boobs stood out firmly crowned with her little darker-colored smal ish areolae and hard-as-nails nipples. The way they pointed at me they were begging to be clamped.

But first, they needed a flogging which I gladly delegated to one of the guys next to me, while I went looking for a pair of Japanese butterfly nipple clamps which I easily found in one of the nearby cupboards. The clamps were connected with a smal silver chain, and I immediately applied them to her tender nipps. She gave a smal yelp fol owed by a moan.

Another guy handed me a couple of smal weights which I attached to the chain, thus pul ing her nipples painful y downward. I looked around and mimicked taking her shorts down. Everybody nodded yes or gave me a thumbs up. I grabbed the top button of her shorts and felt her pul ing away.

“Are you denying me the pleasure of unveiling your cunt slave?”

“No Master…you startled me, I love it when you play with my pussy.”

“Very good slave, close your legs so I can slide this garment down.”

She complied and after pul ing down the zipper, I could easily slide her shorts down her legs revealing gorgeous, crotchless, tiny black lace panties. She lifted one foot fol owed by the other without me even asking, so I could remove the shorts completely, after which she opened her legs again giving me easy access to her moist pussy. As the panties were crotchless, there was no need to remove them, besides it was far more enticing this way.

I slipped a finger in through the opening, sliding it up and down her snatch. At the bottom, I slipped my finger into her vagina, drawing a moan from her upper lips. As I’m not so much into this pain stuff my ultimate goal was to make her orgasm in front of the audience. A second finger quickly fol owed the first, sliding in as deep as I could, and I started to tickle the spongy area at the top in front, the il ustrious G-spot. I had wondered where the name came from until I looked it up.

Apparently, it was named after a German gynecologist Ernst Gräfenberg in 1981. Til today the jury is stil out on whether it real y exists or not, but if it doesn’t it sure helps to make women squirt when it’s stimulated, so that’s where my fingers were heading. I wanted to surprise the bystanders by giving them a squirting shower from my beloved Astrid.

The more I made the come hither motion on the sensitive area, the harder she began to moan, pushing her cunt harder against my hand. My thumb was stimulating her clit at the same time to try and give her the best of both worlds. I motioned to one of the guys to play with the weights attached to the nipple chain adding their stimulation to the mix and sending further tremors rippling down straight to her clit.

The moans turned into groans of pleasure, alternated with high-pitched exultations of pleasure.

From her body movements, I could see that an orgasm was slowly building inside of her contorting body, when al of a sudden a torrent of searing pleasure burned through her, causing her body to convulse as she arched her back and then stuck her breasts out while tightening her stomach. I felt her pussy contract hard on my fingers which I pul ed out quickly as she began to squirt, spraying the bystanders.

They jumped back as her hot girl juice hit them.

When Astrid orgasms, every muscle in her body tenses and releases in sexual bliss as the waves wash over her in repeated tides that don’t die away immediately.

In the end, her knees turned as soft as melted marshmal ows and she began to sink to the floor. I quickly untied the leash to ensure she didn’t accidental y hang herself.

When she was on the floor, I picked her up and took her to one of the dressing rooms to recover. After al , I had promised her I would make her orgasm just before midnight. When I had laid her down on the bed and removed her nipple clamps she looked at me with a big smile on her face and mouthed, “thank you.”

Leaving her to recover, I went back to the main room to cover the other setups and displays and take some pictures there as wel . The next thing that caught my attention were two naked female bodies close together suspended from the ceiling and blindfolded. They were so close I almost missed the flexible dildo that connected their pussies. Coming closer, I immediately recognized that Brazilian ass belonging to my favorite job student Jada and Tanja’s sub, Vag, who were on display.

As they were exactly the same size, their boobs looked as if they were kissing each other, Jada’s sizeable C-cups against Vag’s tiny double-A cups. Both were attached to a spreader bar at the top and one at the bottom holding their arms and legs wide open forming a big X. There were about 5 guys around them, each equipped with a flogger hitting them al over their hot bodies. Their skin had already turned a darker pink and they were moaning and French kissing each other, both reaching for a joint orgasm.

I couldn’t resist taking a large number of photos. As I walked away, I heard whimpers and squeals of pleasure erupting from their lips as they came. A smal pool of female juices was slowly forming under each spread pussy.

Continuing my walk I arrived at one of the various contraptions used for spanking and flogging. This one was a big wooden half-barrel with a naked female, I had never seen before, on top, bent over it backward, with her boobs, abdomen, and sexy shaved pussy beautiful y on display. Her cuffed hands and feet were secured to rings mounted on the floor, and her long beautiful auburn hair fel in a waterfal down to the concrete.

Two guys were busy flogging her body, one concentrating on her big boobs and the other on her pubic area. As neither of the participants was wearing a red col ar I

snapped away, also doing some video footage. The woman was moaning and groaning, alternating with a high-pitched yelp every time a flogger hit her luscious body a bit harder.

One of the guys had put his flogger down and grabbed a magic wand which he applied to her already dripping pussy, forcing her quickly to orgasm. When she did, she shrieked like a banshee, but he continued pushing the device on her clit at top speed. She tried to get away from it but her restraints didn’t let her. She was breathing like a steam engine going at ful speed. The guy with the wand was determined to keep her orgasm going while the other clearly wanted to turn her tits dark red as he kept flogging them hard.

Moving on I ran into a more familiar person, my preferred mannequin and model Linda. She was displayed exactly the way she had been displayed at the inauguration, total y naked of course, standing on her toes on one foot in a vertical split position with both her arms and one leg al tied together with ropes high up in the air.

A man was sitting on his knees in front of her, going to town on her wide open cunt with his mouth and fingers, while another was standing behind her, mauling her tits, with his cock buried deep in her ass. As she was blindfolded, she couldn’t see me, and neither could she speak because of the bright red bal gag in her mouth secured with a leather strap around her head. I took a few shots, making sure the guys, both of whom were wearing red col ars, could not be recognized.

Tanja had outdone herself with the decorations. On one of the wal s, a beautiful scene was created featuring two gorgeous naked females and a mirror. The girls were suspended on each side of the mirror their hands high above their heads secured in black metal cuffs screwed to the wal . Their ankles were attached with black metal cuffs joined to two chains going upward to the bottom of, what looked like, two black metal ornate coat hangers attached to the wal just behind their lower backs. The parts sticking out from the wal were connected in the front with a black metal plate making them arch their backs pushing their abdomens forward. The whole scene was completed by a smal table attached to the wal below the mirror on which two burning candles had been placed. The whole thing looked as if it had come from a medieval castle.

I returned to Tanja to see if I could be of assistance as co-host.

“Everything under control Tanja, need any help?” I asked.

“Yes, and no.”

“What do you mean, yes and no?”

“Yes to your first question and no to your second, you’re free to wander around and enjoy yourself.”

“Lovely…by the way was Maggy invited to the party?”

“Yes and she’s here, I saw her come in together with a man, one of our members, they must be playing somewhere. When you do the rounds you wil certainly bump into them, you know she loves the more extreme things, so maybe you’l find her somewhere attached to one of the spanking banks. Oh, look she’s over there in the far corner, next to the medieval section.”

I headed in the direction pointed out by Tanja, and yes I saw Maggy standing together with a man, their arms around each other’s backs watching a girl who was in a reverse suspended position being toyed with by her dom.

Standing behind them I whispered in Maggy’s ear, “wouldn’t you like to be in her place?”

Startled Maggy turned to see who was whispering in her ear, “Lew it’s you, Oh my God you startled me.

“I’m sorry Maggy, I just wanted to say hel o.”

“That’s OK.”

“I see you’re not alone?”

“Oh God yes, you don’t know, this is Andy, he’s my friend, Andy, this is the Lew I’ve been tel ing you about.”

“Nice to make your acquaintance Lew, Maggy told me a lot about you, but I already knew who you were from Tanja.”

“I hope neither of them told you any of my secrets?”

“Tanja told me you were her landlord for the club, but that’s not real y a secret anymore and as for what secrets concern Maggy, I think you can tel me a thing or two about her.”

“I guess you know by now about her kink?”

“That’s how we met,” Maggy interjected, “you know that I was offered a year of free membership by Tanja?”

“I didn’t know if she had actual y done it.”

“So you did know about it?”

“I suggested it to Tanja after your visit together with Grace.

“So basical y it’s you I have to thank for this free membership?”

“No, Tanja and Jack decided to give it to you after your performance, I merely suggested it, but have you actual y participated in any play here yet?”

“Yes and that’s how I met Andy, he is in the same position as I am, a widower, who lost his wife also to cancer and they also were big fans of the lifestyle like I and my late husband were.”

“Wonderful, I’m so happy for you Maggy.”

“Yes, but only that you don’t have to take me to the club anymore…”

”No, I loved to bring you here but yes, now I don’t have to do it regularly, but tel me do you both like the same things?”

“Oh yes, I love it when Andy takes me on a pain/pleasure journey and he loves to do it, and furthermore he’s good at it, I would say he’s even better at it than my late husband, and if you don’t mind, you, he knows exactly which buttons to push not afraid to give me the pain I need to reach the greatest orgasms.”

“So what are you waiting for to get started?”

“We’re waiting for the St. Andrews cross to become available, we booked it for 11

and it’s almost our time now, so enjoy yourself tonight, and don’t forget to orgasm at midnight.”

“I won’t, I would have loved to do it with you but I see someone beat me to it…” I said with a chuckle.

“I’m sure you already have a partner.”

“Yes, I do.”

“Anyone, we know?”

“Maybe…”

“Spoilsport!”

“I don’t play and tel , you know that Maggy.”

“Yes, you're right, you’re always very discreet.”

“Hey, I see your thing is free, mind if I stick around and shoot some pictures?”

“Would you? I’d love that, how wil I get them?”

I took out my felt pen and wrote S13 on top of one of Maggy’s big tits, “that’s your number.”

Maggy looked at it and smiled at me and proceeded to take up her position in front of the cross. I could now admire how she was dressed, it was so sexy. Black leather, of course, she wore a black bustier with cut-outs for her nipples then nothing until my gaze arrived at her cute bel y button. Just below started a leather wraparound miniskirt attached with two leather straps like a belt. Before I could take a picture, the bustier was gone, Andy had removed it, and the skirt quickly fol owed. Maggy was now almost naked, except for the heels she wore, he let her keep them on. Very wise decision, a naked woman always looked so much better wearing heels, it’s a question of posture, it obliges them to stick their pubic area out to keep a better balance.

Andy proceeded to attach Maggy to the cross, after which he opened the canvas bag he had with him. A lot of the regular members only use their private equipment for reasons of safety and hygiene. The first thing he picked out was a couple of floggers which he began to swirl around before hitting Maggy’s thighs. From there he worked his way up, hitting her sexy body with the fine leather thongs, bypassing her face of course but ending on her lower arms which were high up on the cross. Maggy smiled al the time, clearly enjoying the flogging but also the attention she got from me and a couple of other onlookers who had joined me.

A few of them seemed to know Maggy, I guessed from previous performances at the club. She was a gorgeous woman with the most beautiful big tits. I think she was in the top 5 with the biggest boobs in the club. It’s a feast for the eyes to see them sway left and right as she moved on the cross. One of the guys addressed Andy, “are you going to clamp them? He asked While pointing at Maggy’s nipps. Andy looked at him and replied, “would you like that?”

“Absolutely.”

“Care to give me a hand?”

“Definitely - can I?”

I looked doubtful, a dom is usual y not very keen on sharing his sub, but I quickly found out they knew each other and had played before.

“Which ones shal I use Andy?” the guy asked rummaging through Andy’s bag.

“Take the bamboo sticks, she loves those, they pinch fairly hard but don’t pul down.”

I saw the guy come up with two pairs of thin bamboo sticks with an elastic band at both ends. He pul ed the sticks of one pair apart, slipped the opening over Maggy’s right nipple, and let them snap shut. Maggy gave a loud scream combined with a sharp intake of breath, which made her stomach pul in and her chest expand. Right at that point, I shot my picture. When I checked it her body looked tremendous. I wondered if I would get a repeat, and yes I did. He applied the second pair of sticks in exactly the same way with exactly the same effect and a very similar photo. Barely seconds later she was smiling again. I saw Andy and the guy deep in conversation, they seemed to know each other fairly wel . Maggy observed them too but didn’t seem to care, on the contrary, I could almost read from her face she was looking forward to what they were going to do to her next.

Andy moved back towards her, detached her from the cross, and took her to a special padded spanking bench. She was made to kneel on the supports for her legs, with her stomach on the higher part of the bench and her arms on the extension in front. Andy secured her ankles to the cuffs in the back and the other guy her hands in front. The position was completed by a leather strap across her upper and one across her lower back, both pul ed very tight, hol owing her back so that her butt and pussy were sticking out. By doing that, her tits, including the nipple clamps, were

also pressed hard against the bench. Andy completed the procedure by pul ing the two parts her legs were attached to wide open. Both men walked around her each a flogger in hand with which they alternately hit her back, legs, butt, and shoulders until her complete backside, legs, and thighs were turning bright pink.

After about ten minutes of flogging, they admired their work, put the floggers down, and proceeded to undress. Both had hard cocks swinging from left to right as they walked around her to take up a position for their next game. Andy, who sported a seriously large dick, which I estimated to be a ten-incher, moved to her back and took up his position between her wide-open thighs. The other guy was average, a good 6 inches moved to her front. It was clear that they had a spit roast in mind.

Andy put his hand between Maggy’s legs and rubbed her pussy.

I saw a couple of fingers disappear inside her. He gave her an intensive in-and-out rubbing resulting in her beginning to moan and groan. When he was satisfied he pul ed out his fingers to check if she was wel lubricated, licking his fingers to taste her. He then replaced his fingers with his cock with a satisfied smile. On Maggy’s front end, the other guy presented his cock to Maggy’s face who obligingly opened her mouth wide to let him slide his flesh sword al the way in.

What fol owed was like a bal et, when Andy shoved his cock into her cunt, the other guy pul ed his out of her mouth. They didn’t miss a beat, it was beautiful to look at, I couldn’t resist capturing this on video. They kept going for a good while getting Maggy closer and closer to an orgasm. Andy however seemed to be able to read Maggy’s bodily reactions pretty wel as he stopped just shy of her going over the brink. He motioned to his partner in crime, who immediately understood what was to happen next, also pul ing his cock out of her mouth.

They proceeded to untie Maggy and Andy sat down on the bench, pul ing Maggy onto his lap. I wondered what they would do next. I didn’t need to wait very long as I saw Andy’s dick disappear between her legs which he spread obscenely wide holding them just under the back of her knees. It quickly became clear he had entered her backdoor leaving her pussy free and open for business. The other guy had moved in front of them and proceeded to DP her. With this guy in front of her, it was difficult to see Maggy’s face but when I moved a bit to the side I could see she was on the brink of a major orgasm, a raging inferno of lust.

A torrent of searing pleasure burned through her body causing it to convulse as she experienced a body-shuddering orgasm, her flat stomach undulating, while she shrieked and squealed like a banshee. This also made Andy reach his peak, fil ing her anal cavity with his cum, just the same as the guy pumping her hot cunt ful of his even hotter sperm. All three of them looked and smel ed like pure sex. I’d never before seen three people cum so violently at the same time. By this stage, the smal crowd that had gathered around them burst spontaneously into applause. Al three actors were oblivious to this outburst for the moment, as they were clearly on a different planet.

Andy fel on his back on the bench, with Maggy on top of him as a few last orgasmic shivers ran through her. As I walked away, the guy, whose name I stil didn’t know, pul ed his now soft cock out of Maggy’s cunt al owing his sperm combined with her own juices to flow out for al to see.

Next on my round, I came to the more medieval part of the cel ar starting with a sturdy 8-foot-tal vertical wooden pole, 15 inches square and strengthened at the bottom and top with metal plates bolted around it. In the middle, another beam was attached to it at 90°, also strengthened with bolted metal plates. On the horizontal beam, a naked female was lying on her lower back, her hands secured by evil-looking metal cuffs below the horizontal beam. Her legs were wide open, high up in the air, and secured at the ankles with similar metal cuffs to a metal bar attached close to the top of the vertical wooden pole. In her mouth, she had a metal ring holding it open and attached with a leather strap around her head.

She just lay there, looking around a bit forlorn. As she was not wearing a red col ar I took several shots of her. I felt sorry that nobody was playing with her, so I moved in front of her, bent down, and went to town on her juicy cunt. She clearly appreciated my attention, by giving me little tel tale moans, accompanied by the sweetest whimpers as she shared her tangy-sweet taste with me. After I’d eaten and fingered her she was dripping like a faucet.

From the corner of my eye, I saw a big hard 10-inch cock next to my face, when I looked up it belonged to a hooded guy giving me the thumbs up. I moved my mouth away from her cunt and he shoved his cock in its place and a couple of fingers into her wide open mouth, resulting in high-pitched exultations of pleasure from the woman. As the guy wore a hood there was no problem in me taking some more pictures of her being fucked with this big cock.

I saw that Tanja had extended her Medieval section with a new contraption I had seen in Fiona's shop. It was being used on a big elderly woman standing naked restrained in a wooden pillory with both hands and her head through the thick, heavy wooden panel which was suspended by chains from the ceiling. She was blindfolded and had tit tuggers attached to the large erect nipples which crowned her heavy breasts. I saw her master regularly turn the wingnut at the top of the contraption so that the pul on the actual clamps attached to her precious nubs increased every time, resulting in a smal cry tumbling from her lips. Her master was shoving a dildo on a hard pole in and out of her dripping pussy. No red col ar so I could video away.

There was also the metal cage that had been there since the opening but in which this time there was a naked man, his hands handcuffed to the top. He was wearing a latex hood covering his complete head with just a hole for his mouth and nose. His cock was encased in a smal metal cage with nasty-looking spikes. His bal s were tied at the top with a big black rubber band: they had already turned a sickly-looking purple. To complete his outfit, I saw he had a big black inflatable buttplug up his ass.

His back and front were adorned with some fiery red whipping marks. I took some

pictures, he was unrecognizable anyway but moved on quickly as this was not real y my thing.

By that time it was already a bit past 11, so I quickly made my way to Jack’s show. A fairly big crowd had already gathered around his area. I saw that he was playing with his sub Elisa whom he had very beautiful y tied up with his ropes. He had designed an intricate pattern using various colored ropes covering virtual y her complete body but drawing special attention to her smal perky breasts and cute tiny nipples.

She was sitting astride a wooden horse, which I guessed he had borrowed from the Medieval section. This is one of the most painful medieval devices ever designed by men, a lot depends on the edge of the top wooden plank the sub is sitting on, this one was relatively mild, being a bit rounded at the top, but stil , it split her outer lips apart pressing hard into Elisa’s inner pussy lips.

The way she was perched on the wooden beam without any support for her feet, her ful body weight was pushing her cunt and clit against the hard ridge. To make things worse, Jack had bound her arms tightly behind her, and they were pul ed up high, making her bend forward and putting even more pressure on the top of her snatch and clit. As additional entertainment for the bystanders, he had attached smal buckets to her ankles and encouraged the onlookers to throw coins in, increasing the weight and consequently the pressure on her pussy and clit.

A similar idea was in place on her tits with butterfly clamps on each nipple, and smal plastic buckets attached to it. Again by fil ing the buckets up with coins, they would become heavier and the clamps would pinch harder. I saw various bystanders enjoying throwing coins in al four buckets adding to her torture. Jack had told me she herself had decided on the size of the buckets to be used - she took it like a trooper knowing that al the money gathered would be hers.

Jada had told me she and her sister were saving up for a trip home to visit the family in Brazil during the Summer vacation. After a while the buckets were ful and her pussy looked fiery red from al the pressure with her nipps almost doubled in size since the start of the torment. Ten minutes after the last coin, Jack began to undo the buckets and let her descend from the wooden horse. He then attached her rope harness to a tackle and hoisted her up to remain on display while giving her pussy, which he had given a tender kiss in the process, a bit of a rest.

The next thing was his surprise act which everybody was looking forward to. Tanja brought a tiny, very young-looking completely naked girl forward. She looked like a child, but Tanja quickly took our fears away, “I would like to introduce you to Felicity, our youngest member, Felicity turned 18 last Christmas, yes indeed she was a Christmas baby when she was born and she is the only daughter of one of our most esteemed members and sponsors. Jack wil demonstrate his Shibari art on her enticing body.

And enticing she was. She was 1.45m tal (4ft9in) and extremely thin, sporting a boyish figure with almost non-existent titties and areolae but very dark protruding nipples. Her skin was nearly translucent and she had extremely long almost white hair. She could, like Dawn, pose as Lady Godiva, but she looked like a real angel.

She took a bow after Tanja’s introduction and then stood in front of Jack who was already waiting, his first rope in hand.

The first rope went around her neck and down her back, with her arms next to each other behind her, Jack began to weave the ropes in an intricate pattern, tying them down al the way to her wrists. He had used at least two lengths of rope to do that.

Then he started again from her neck down the front, making first a sort of rope bra and then continuing down her front creating a row of diamond shapes from just below her boobs to her pussy.

It was then that I noticed she actual y had a ful bush, but her pubic hair was so white it almost didn’t show against her even whiter than white skin. From there he did a similar pattern design but with much smal er diamonds al along both of her legs. When that was finished he attached the suspension ropes to the rope harness which he then hooked up to the winch to hoist her up right next to Elisa. They looked fairy-like together both very thin, Elisa with her olive skin contrasting beautiful y with Felicity and her extremely white complexion. As almost everybody had gathered for this show, he got tremendous applause.

I saw on my watch that it was now ten to twelve and high time for everyone to prepare for the joint orgasm at midnight. Tanja announced that we should start preparing with our chosen partner to welcome the new year 2010 with a mind-blowing orgasm as our own fireworks show. I didn’t have to look around, Tanja was right by my side ready to rol . We looked for a good place and found it on one of the smal tables that had been used for eating and drinking but which were now conveniently cleared of al cutlery, plates, and glasses. I laid Tanja down, dropped to my knees, and began eating her pussy out like crazy.

In less than 5 minutes, she pul ed me away, jumped off the table, and gobbled me up in her hot mouth, giving me the blow-job of al blowjobs. With one minute to spare, I stopped her, and in one fluid motion put her back on her feet, turned her around, sat her on the table, opened her legs, shoved my rock-hard cock bal s deep into her welcoming pussy, and began to fuck her like a steam engine rubbing at the same time with my thumb over her clit. Astrid who was being fucked by the widowed father of Felicity started the countdown, urging us on to orgasm at the stroke of midnight.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Happy New Year! she shouted in the throes of passion.

Tanja and I also came, together with almost everybody else in the club, when she shouted Happy New Year after which we kissed one another feverishly. Some had cum a little earlier, and some were stil pleasuring their partner but al lips were kissed with passion. The smel of sperm and girl juice became overwhelming.

Looking around I saw that even the twins from the display with the mirror had

descended and were feverishly sucking and licking each other in a passionate 69

position. Jack had brought his two bound girls down and was kissing his sub Elisa, while Felicity, stil completely bound was kneeling, sucking his dick.

It’s a pity we couldn’t get this in the Guinness Book of Records, but I guess they wouldn’t be overly enthusiastic to record this kind of performance.

Most people started to make the rounds wishing their friends or acquaintances al the best. I too had my work cut out, first of course with Tanja, as her co-host and then I needed to find al the girls I had gotten to know in the past tremendous first year in my shop. So much had happened and I had made such interesting and sexy friends I couldn’t believe it.

The party ended around 3, first, the older folks left fol owed by the younger ones a half or an hour later probably going to other New Year parties. By 4 only Tanja and myself were left, bushed but happy. While I was gathering my cameras Tanja was doing the rounds to check if everything that needed to be switched off was indeed switched off, unplugged, or blown out when it was candles, the last thing either of us wanted was a fire. Our eyes crossed and Tanja walked towards me, her hand went to the back of her neck and I heard a sort of ripping sound, must be the Velcro. She had undone the col ar of her dress around her neck and let it go. As the col ar was the only thing holding up the dress it began to slowly slide down her body, first revealing her enticing breasts to my eager eyes.

With every step, she took in my direction the dress went lower, the opposite of my treacherous organ which was on the rise in my pants, which I had put back on after the midnight fireworks like Tanja had her dress. When the dress final y hit the floor she just stepped out of it in one fluid movement. Not missing a step, and now only dressed in her thigh-high boots and open-crotch panties she came closer and closer.

When we were face to face she kept on looking me straight in the eyes while her hands moved automatical y to the button of my trousers, undid it, and pul ed the zipper down. They went the same way her dress had gone which al owed me to step out of them. Next, both her hands were at the top of my boxer shorts, pul ing them down while dropping to her knees bringing her face to cock with my pleasure stick.

With one quick movement, she took it deep into her mouth turning it from semi to rock-hard in a matter of a few seconds. Once that was achieved she came up again and our eyes locked. She grabbed my rock-hard dick with one hand walking backward and guiding me to a nearby table, where she sat down on the edge, opened her legs wide, and pul ed it to the entrance of her wet pussy.

“I think I deserve a final fuck with my co-host,” she said with a big smile moving her legs around my body and hooking her feet behind me while steadying herself with her arms around my neck.

What could I say? I also put my arms around her enticing body my hands on her butt, pushed my dick deep into the hot wet tunnel in front of it, and started pumping

away as if it was the first time that evening, or should I say morning? Although we had lots of sex during the evening and night with various partners, it didn't take us too long to come together, I couldn’t imagine a better way to close the festivities and start this hopeful y wonderful second year in my photoshop.

When I got back upstairs, I dropped into my bed and went out like a light.

Chapter 51

More New Year celebrations.

It was a good thing I had set my alarm before going to the party the evening before as I had promised to visit my oldest lover Alicia at 3 pm. This was extremely important as she had lost her son, my former school friend in the past year, and was stil grieving, not to mention that Alicia had been like a second mother to me for a big part of my life.

I quickly shaved my face, wel that part that needed shaving as I stil sported a goatee I’d had since I was about 20, then I jumped in the shower. The rest of the shaving was done under the shower. With just a dash of aftershave and some deodorant, I was smel ing like roses and ready to rol . Right on the dot of 3, I rang Alicia’s doorbel . The door was opened by Gladys, her daughter-in-law.

The last time I saw Gladys was at the beginning of the previous year, at her husband George’s funeral. George was Alicia’s son and my old school friend. She was a big woman and she looked great. During our school days she was one of the most beautiful girls there and I, together with about half of the male school population, had a crush on her but she only had eyes for George. She was two years younger than we were, so that would make her around 58 now. They got married when George turned 20 and Gladys was 18. It took an awful y long time for them to have a daughter. Gladys had several miscarriages before it final y happened when she was 40, I wondered if her daughter Ariel would be there as wel .

Gladys was a force to be reckoned with, she ran a chain of haberdashery shops in the major shopping centers in the country. She and George started the business together, but after a few years they figured out he was not cut out for the business world and became a house husband. When needed he worked in the shops when the local manager was il or went on vacation but that was about the extent of his involvement. For the rest, he took care of the household, made sure there was a hot meal on the table when Gladys came home from work, and later he took care of their daughter Ariel as wel . So it was a big blow for Gladys when the love of her life passed on.

“Come in Lew, welcome.”

“Hel o Gladys, Happy New Year!” I said to her giving her 3 kisses on the cheeks as is the custom in our country. When I came into the living room Alicia held her arms open wide and wished me a Happy New Year as wel . Next to her stood her granddaughter Ariel also with a big smile on her face, waiting to give me a hug and the traditional kisses, while also wishing me al the best for the coming year.

“Wow, that’s a welcome I wasn’t expecting, three of my favorite and most beautiful women, I’m overwhelmed.”

Alicia looked at me with a mischievous smile on her face, “I bet you kissed a lot of pretty ladies a little more than 12 hours ago at your New Year’s party. I turned a bit red and had to admit that I had had my fair share of New Year’s wishes at the party.

“But tel me how are you doing? And to what do I owe the pleasure of seeing Gladys and Ariel?”

“I’m doing fine, 78 now, but of course, you remember that, as you turned 60 and we differ by 18 years.”

“How could I forget, you turned me into a man when I was 18, and you were twice my age, luckily you’re no longer twice my age, else you’d be 120 years old.”

“God forbid, I never want to be that old, even if it were humanly possible.”

“I’m sure if you get that old you’l stil look like you do today.”

“You can’t stop flattering the ladies can you?”

“That’s one of the many things you taught me, Alicia.”

“And you were such an eager pupil.”

“Yes I was and I’m stil capable of fulfil ing the toughest assignment you ever gave me.”

“Are you referring to the 10-to-1 chal enge?”

“Yes, I am.”

“And you stil can do that?”

“I haven’t tried to do it recently, but I have tried to keep from, you know what, for more than 20 minutes and won a couple of bets that way.”

“You’ve got to tel me more, but first let’s have some tea and cake while you enlighten me about this wonderful purpose in life you’ve found your photoshop and studio.”

During the tea and the cake we had, I told Alicia, Gladys, and Ariel about my adventures in the photo studio, careful not to actively broach the subject of sex.

After a few minutes, Alicia stopped me.

“Listen, darling, Ariel is eighteen, she knows al about the birds and the bees, so you don’t have to beat about the bush when you talk about fucking and sucking, and although she’s stil a virgin, she knows everything there is to know about what naughty boys, like you and innocent, but eager, little girls like her are up to.”

“I’m sorry but I had no idea how far you had taken her with her sex education.”

Ariel, slightly flushed, added, “Granny’s right, I know al there is to know about boys and girls, but like you were, at the age I am now, I’m stil a virgin. Maybe I should find a person twice my age like you did at the time to remedy that.”

“You know about that too?”

“Yes, Granny told me everything about you, also about the 10-to-1 chal enge she gave you?”

“Oh my God, you’ve real y been ful y educated on the subject of sex.”

“Yes and while we’re on that subject, I would like to mention that it’s been more than 9 months since my mother had sex.”

“Ariel! What are you saying!” Gladys shouted.

“It’s true mommy, you haven’t had any real pleasure since daddy died, I’ve heard you use your vibrator at night when you think I’m asleep, so I know you have needs, just like me by the way, and I discussed it with Granny to see what we can do about it.”

“You told Granny about this?”

“Yes and she thinks it’s high time we found you, someone, to relieve the pressure.”

“Oh my God, my daughter wants me to have sex with a man to relieve the pressure.”

“Yes, mommy and you’ve real y been on edge now for the past 3 months. So any volunteers to take that pressure away?” Ariel said looking straight at me.

“Ariel, it’s not because Lew had sex with me in the past that he wants to play with your mother,” Alicia said.

“Play? You mean fuck my mother, Granny?”

“Ariel that is no way to talk!” Gladys interjected, “I want you to apologize immediately to your grandmother and Lew!”

“Now, now, Gladys, there is no need for that,” I said, “It’s clear that the poor girl has your best interests at heart; she feels that you are suffering and she knows about my history with her grandmother, so it’s only a logical conclusion for her, also knowing I’m unattached, to assume I would like to have sex with a younger beautiful needy woman like yourself.”

“Yes but to say it out loud.”

“If you don’t want to mommy, I wouldn’t mind if Lew would deflower me.”

“WHAT!” I responded total y taken by surprise, “NO way am I taking your virginity young lady, for that it would be far better for you to find a man much closer to your own age.”

“Not according to what I’ve heard from my friends, their defloration with a guy their age was a total disaster, they advised me to never do that.”

To be honest I wasn't liking the way this conversation was going and it got worse when al of a sudden Ariel lifted her sweater and showed her boobs to me.

“What do you think Lew, are my tits as nice as Granny’s?” I tried to look away.

“Stop that, young lady, you're embarrassing our guest,” Gladys said.

“No, I’m not, besides I want an expert’s opinion.”

I looked Ariel straight into her eyes, avoiding her gorgeous teenage boobs, “What makes you think I’m an expert?”

“You’ve photographed dozens of women in the nude, so that makes you an expert in my books.”

“OK, I admit I’ve seen my fair share of boobs but does that make me an expert?”

“Maybe you not only need to see, but maybe you need to feel as wel …” she said, grabbing my hand and putting it on one of her tits. It felt marvelous, soft, and yet so firm, I couldn’t help a guess, “a C-cup like your grandmother?”

“Yes, squeeze Lew and tel me…” she looked expectantly at me.

Slightly turning red in the face I had to admit her boobs were fabulous, I even ventured to tel her they felt exactly like her grandmother’s when I was al owed to touch them for the first time so many years ago.

Without hesitation, she took my other hand and put it on the twin. When I slid my thumb, involuntarily, over the nipple I felt it harden. This young lady was clearly aroused, and I began to wonder where this would lead. I didn’t need to wait very long to find out. With both her hands now free she grabbed her mother’s sweater and pul ed it also up revealing her bra-encased tits.

“What are you doing?” Gladys shouted.

“Come on ma, you’d love to feel Lew’s hands on yours as wel .”

“Maybe but would Lew like that too?” she said in response looking at me instead of her daughter.

“Yeah, why don’t you have Lew check out your fun bags as wel Gladys?” Alicia said,

“take off your bra, you know what, I’l take mine off as wel ,” after which Alicia pul ed her sweater over her head and undid the clasp of her bra setting her boobs free.

I was now looking at two pairs of almost identical tits and one seemingly bigger pair stil covered by a lace bra, Gladys hesitated.

“Go on!” both Alicia and Ariel said in unison.

That did it, Gladys pul ed her sweater over her head and unclasped her bra, final y setting the third pair of boobs in front of my face free. By then I had let go of Ariel’s so she immediately grabbed my hands again and put them on her mother’s tits.

“Now feel hers,” she commanded. When I cupped Gladys’ mammaries I let my thumbs slide over her nipps also feeling them stiffen at my touch. What have I

gotten myself into? 3 hot females one of whom was stil a virgin, and seemingly very eager to change that status.

“Wel , what do you think?” asked Ariel.

“Mhmm, nice, bigger than yours I must admit.

“Yes I’ve got a D,” Gladys said a bit proudly.

“I guessed you had dear,” I responded.

“You see now Mom, I told you he’s an expert.”

All three of them were now looking rather eagerly at me, I guess waiting to see who would dare to do something about this situation. Again I didn’t need to wait very long to find out. Ariel was clearly the head of the line. She stood up and began to undo the button of her jeans and slide the zipper down.

“What are you doing?” her mother asked.

“If he’s an expert on boobs, I’m sure he’s an expert on pussies as wel , so I’m getting his opinion on mine,” she said stepping out of her jeans and sliding her panties down. She now stood completely naked in front of me, her cunt barely inches away from my face.

“Wel , what do you think?”

“You have a nice bush,” I ventured.

When she saw I wasn’t moving or doing something she again grabbed one of my hands and put it on her cunt. Her ample bush felt silky soft to the touch, she sighed and looked me straight in the eyes, and very boldly asked me, “Would you like a taste?”

“Ariel, your manners!” her mother said. I saw Alicia chuckle, she clearly knew her granddaughter much better than her mother did.

“What? Men like to taste pussy and I want to know if mine tastes good, I can’t taste it myself can I?”

“If you must know yes you can,” Gladys ventured.

“How?”

“Have you never tasted your fingers when you were masturbating? And don’t tel me you never masturbate, I know you do it regularly.”

“Of course I have, but how can I know if it tastes good, I’ve got nothing to compare it with.”

“Yes, you’re right, you’ve never experimented with girlfriends?”

“No, have you?”

Gladys turned beet red and hesitated to answer…”Euh…yes, before I met your dad.”

“You mean when you were my age?”

“Yes, a little before even.”

“Wow, my mom was a lesbo when she was a teenager!”

“NO! I was not a lesbian, I merely experimented with my best friend, don’t forget in those days we were not as liberated as you are now.”

“Granny was and she’s 20 years older than you are.”

“She’s got you there Gladys,” Alicia chuckled.

“OK, yes I had a girlfriend for a few years before your dad and we had sex, lots of it, but it was your dad who took my virginity.”

“And how was it?”

“Not real y what I expected it to be, we were both very inexperienced.”

“That’s why I want the man who wil deflower me to know what he needs to do and make it an unforgettable, wonderful experience for me, after al , it wil only happen once in my life.”

“She’s right again there Gladys, it is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime experience, isn’t it Lew?” Alicia replied looking straight at me.

“Euh...yes it is, and I wil always be in your debt for taking me on that adventure.”

“Care to pay back that debt Lew?”

“What do you mean Alicia,” I replied, not wanting to admit it but, immediately understanding where she was going with this.

“You know what I mean clever boy…I shook no with my head but she knew from my body language I understood what she wanted me to do.

Taking the cow by the horns so to speak, Alicia continued, “OK let’s make this simple we al know where we want to go with this, shal I direct this movie?”

“Yes!” both daughter-in-law and granddaughter replied in unison.

“Good, you Gladys, take off the rest of your clothes so we can get Lew at the right temperature.

“Don’t I have any say in this?” I token protested.

“NO!” al three replied in unison.

“While your mom gets undressed, you undress Lew Ariel. Get up, Lew!”

What could I do, I was completely outnumbered so I stood up and al owed Ariel to undress me. When she final y pul ed my boxers down, my cock sprang out, rock hard

of course. Not surprising after the boob show and seeing the woman I had had a crush on during my teen years plus her gorgeous daughter completely naked; the mother with a body many a man would stil drool over and the daughter who could give many a youngster wet dreams. Gladys took my cock in her hand, guided me to the bedroom, halted me at the foot of the bed with my back to it, and gave me a push so I fel flat on my back, my cock sticking up like a flagpole. Next, both mother and daughter climbed on the bed and Gladys began licking my dick almost like giving a demonstration to her daughter on how to perform the perfect fel atio.

Ariel was an eager pupil, quickly taking over from her mom taking me al the way down into her throat surprisingly without gagging. She may be a virgin, but I wondered if this was real y the first time she had a cock in her mouth. She knew exactly where to find the sensitive spots licking around the rim of the head tickling the underside and when she took me al the way in, the little minx even managed to lick my bal s that way with her eager little tongue. By the time she had finished, my cock was almost ready to explode but looking at Alicia, who was standing next to the bed I managed to keep from cuming. Maybe I should try to have sex with Gladys first before I tackled Ariel’s virginity.

“How about a little warm-up girls?”

“I thought that was what we were doing,” Gladys replied.

“In a way, yes, but taking a girl's virginity is very arousing and I wouldn’t want to cum too soon so maybe I can have some sort of a dry run with you?”

“Who, me?”

“Yes you Gladys, you know I had a crush on you when we were young.”

“No, I didn’t, is that why you had sex with Alicia?”

“No,” Alicia interjected, “we had sex because he couldn’t get any other girls because he was too shy.”

“Yes I remember, he was part of the nerd gang, wasn’t he?”

“Yes, I was Gladys and I’m not proud of it, and you were the hottest girl in school.”

“No, I wasn’t, where did you get that idea?”

“You must have been aware that al the boys wanted to get into your panties, but you had only eyes for George, we were al very jealous. So what about you make my teenage dream come true and have sex with me? Based on what I heard your daughter say, you need it.”

“Yes, it’s been a long time since I last felt a man’s body on top of mine with his cock inside.”

“I’l make it easy for you, why don’t you get on top?”

“Can I? That has always been my favorite position.”

“Yes you can, and while we’re at it, why don’t you sit on my face Alicia, that way Ariel can learn a thing or two about having sex with multiple partners at the same time.”

“Do you real y want to lick my old pussy?”

“I loved your pussy when I was young darling and I stil do now, so climb aboard ladies, let’s get this show on the road.”

Gladys got on the bed, straddled me, and maneuvered her pussy right above my cock which stil pointed to the ceiling. She took hold of it and rubbed the head between her inner lips, lubricating it with her juices. When she thought it was slippery enough she slowly impaled herself on my dick. It was pure bliss to see, first, the head and then the rest of my rigid pole disappear inch by glorious inch into her hot body.

Even now, so many years later she made my heart beat double in speed. This was something I had fantasized about for many teenage years while I masturbated alone in my bed at night. When she then began to move up and down, actual y fucking me her boobs danced on their own, I was mesmerized, looking at them move, but not for long. Alicia, also rather eager to have her cunt licked had moved to the top of the bed swung her leg over my head, facing me, and lowered her already moist pussy over my eager mouth. I went to town on these, for me, oh-so-familiar pussy lips.

When after a few minutes of licking and sucking she began to flow, I immediately recognized her sweet taste. This was real y a trip down memory lane, wel it had been every time I had the pleasure of having sex with her over the many years that we knew each other. Only this time it had been quite a while since I last had the pleasure of tasting her.

Both girls began, almost simultaneously, to moan. It sounded better than the best choir I had ever heard. From the corner of my eye, I could see Ariel standing beside the bed vigorously fingering herself. I grabbed Alicia’s butt and pushed her a bit up, so I could get to her little brown star. After a bit of fumbling, I couldn’t see where I was going, I managed however to stick a finger in her vagina and began fingering her as wel . My ultimate goal was to pick up enough lubricant to be able to stick a finger in her butthole. She never liked me to fuck her backdoor but she loved to have me stick a finger in there. I wondered if Gladys would like to be ass-fucked.

Something I definitely wanted to find out this afternoon.

When I deemed my finger wel lubricated I ventured to find Alicia’s backdoor, again difficult without being able to see where I was going, but if I went down over her perineum I was bound to find it, and yes I did. When I pushed lightly she moaned. I was able to peer over her stil flat tummy between the val ey of her perky boobs to look into her eyes. She had been looking down al the time, so our eyes locked and she gave me a look of approval to continue my invasion of her asshole with my lubricated finger.

I pushed a bit harder and heard her take a deep breath as the top of my finger slipped in. I began wiggling it about and pushed in further. Alicia came and she came hard, her breathing increasing in speed, moaning and groaning at the top of her voice. I saw her stomach go in and out, just the same as it had so many years ago when I made her cum for the very first time.

In the meantime, Gladys had been riding my cock, going up and down and gyrating her hips, a pending orgasm slowly building up inside her. With Alicia stil on top of me, I couldn’t see her, I could only feel her pussy muscles working my cock and hear the mousy little squeaks she made, every time she slid down.

Alicia got up and moved away so I could now ful y concentrate on Gladys and again feast my eyes on her gorgeous body on top of me. I enjoyed the view for a few more minutes before I put my hands under her butt and lifted her up.

“Time for a change,” I said while I rol ed her to the side of the bed on her stomach. I then pul ed her up with my hands at her hips onto al fours. She quickly grasped where I was going with this and assumed the position, impeccably sticking her bum out. What she didn’t know was that I had every intention of entering her back door rather than her front door. To facilitate my move I stuck a couple of fingers in her dripping pussy and gathered up as much juice as I could and smeared it al over her pucker; when I also spit on it she got the picture. She raised her upper body making it impossible for me to proceed.

“I’m not so sure I like where this is going, Lew.”

“What do you think I was going to do?” I replied looking al innocent.

“I have the feeling that you intend to fuck me in my ass.”

“Do you have a problem with that?”

“Wel , I’m very like my daughter when it comes to that body cavity.”

“Are you tel ing me you are an anal virgin?”

“Yes.”

“Would you like me to change that for you?”

“I’m not so sure.”

“You want me to take your daughter’s virginity but you’re not wil ing to offer up your own?”

“That is entirely different.”

“No mom, I think Lew’s got a point.”

“You mean that I should al ow him to take my anal virginity if I want him to take yours?”

“Yes, I think that’s only fair, I shouldn’t be the only one to give up something I can only do once in my life.”

“I’m stil not so sure about it.”

“OK, if you’re not wil ing to do that I’l go out on the street naked and have the first man I meet take my virginity instead of Lew.”

“You absolutely won’t young lady.”

“The choice is yours’ mom.”

“I never let your dad assfuck me and I’m too old for such foolishness now.”

“You always taught me a person is never too old for a new adventure Mom.”

After a long time, Gladys final y agreed to make this ultimate sacrifice for her daughter.

“But I want lots of lube and you have to promise me you wil go slow, and if it hurts too much you wil stop immediately!”

“Yes, yes, and yes,” I replied, “do you have lube, Alicia?”

“At my age Lew, lubricant is a necessary evil when one wants to have good sex, especial y with a vibrator, so yes I’ve got plenty of lube.” She handed me a big tube of lube that she plucked out of the drawer of the nightstand. Gladys’s eyes popped wide open when Alicia mentioned a vibrator.

Alicia looked at her surprised face and chuckled, “yes Gladys, you’re not the only one that has a vibrator as a lover, I’ve had mine for many years.”

I squeezed a big dol op of lubricant onto Gladys’s ass and rubbed it in and did the same on my cock.

“OK Gladys, it wil help if you hold the door a bit open, so please grab your butt cheeks and pul them open for me.”

Reluctantly she did as asked, looking at me over her shoulder with frightened eyes. I took up my position behind her, grabbed my cock, and placed it against her sphincter. She took a deep breath and saw her tense up completely. That was no good if she was this tense it would certainly hurt if I pushed now trying to enter.

There was only one thing I could do to take her mind off my imminent invasion and that was…SLAP! on her butt cheek. It startled her and made her forget what was about to happen long enough for me to slip the head of my cock into her asshole.

When she had recovered from being startled, she realized I had entered her and relaxed a bit. Slowly and surely I began to push. With al the lube it went rather smoothly. Ariel stood on the side of the bed looking at her mother with huge eyes,

al tensed up, fol owing every action and reaction. I could see her relax as she saw her mother relax.

“Not too deep Lew, please,” Gladys said.

“I can’t go any deeper lover I’m al the way in.”

Gladys looked at her daughter who confirmed what I just said.

“His cock is al the way into you mom, does it hurt?”

“No, actual y it feels far better than I could have imagined, in fact, it even feels arousing.”

“Shal I start to fuck you?”

“Yes please, I want to know how that feels.”

“It may surprise you yet, I’ve known women who had huge orgasms this way.”

Slowly but surely I pul ed out and pushed back in, steadily increasing the speed until I was fucking her like she had fucked herself before when she was riding my cock.

The moaning returned. To give her the ful experience I moved my hand under her body in search of her pussy. When I felt her wet lips I moved my exploring fingers upward and began making circular movements over her clit.

From the corner of my eye, I saw that Ariel had again slipped a couple of fingers deep in her cunt and was finger fucking herself in time with me fucking her mother’s ass. Slowly but surely Gladys was building up to a major orgasm. Alicia was watching from the side how pre-orgasmic shivers began to run through her daughter-in-law’s naked body. Her breathing was becoming fast and shal ow in an ever-heightening spiral of arousal when al of a sudden she arched her back as a torrent of searing pleasure burned through her body. This caused it to convulse, contracting down on my shaft and taking me with her over the crest as her orgasm washed over her in those repeated tides that don’t die away.

I felt my cum race up my shaft from my bal s pumping her hot ass ful of even hotter sperm. She came apart at the seams, went into subspace, and col apsed on the bed with me on top of her. Both of us lay stil for over a minute, trying to catch our breath. As soon as I had my breathing more or less under control I rol ed off giving her space until her orgasm had run its course.

Several minutes later just as we began to worry, she rol ed on her back and opened her eyes.

“Oh my God!“ was the first thing that came out.

Ariel was looking very worried at her mother, “are you OK mommy?” she asked anxiously.

“Yes darling,” Gladys whispered, “I thought I had died and gone to heaven.”

“La petite mort, that’s why this is what the French cal such an orgasm,” I said.

Gladys looked at me and said, “Jeez Lew, if I had known that being fucked in the ass was this earthshattering I would have asked George to do that years ago.”

“Why didn’t you?”

“I was always afraid it was going to hurt too much, and when you started it did, but the lube helped a great deal; I guess you’ve done that before?”

“I’ve had my share of anal virgins yes.”

“How about the normal type of virgins?”

“I had one girl in the past year who asked me to deflower her on both sides, though not on the same day mind you, but before we proceed to the task of making your daughter a woman, I would like to take a shower please?”

“Of course, you know the way, and then maybe we can have our dinner.”

“Good idea Alicia, I could do with a bit of food after this afternoon’s activity.”

When I returned from the bathroom al three girls were waiting for me, stil in the buff, so I dropped the towel I had around my waist onto the free chair waiting for me at the table. Alicia had already poured us al a glass of champagne to celebrate the New Year. The food she brought to the table was fabulous, I had to be careful not to eat nor drink too much of the excel ent wine she served as I didn’t want to deflower a girl with an overloaded stomach or half-drunk.

I needn’t have worried, as Alicia looked after us very careful y, making sure that Ariel didn’t eat or drink too much either. This was after al going to be an event the girl was going to remember for the rest of her life. After we had our coffee I could feel the tension building as the moment approached, and I had no idea how to handle this, but again Alicia had it al figured out. She took both Ariel and me by the hand, led us to the bedroom, and left again closing the door behind her. So here we were, I saw that Ariel was pretty nervous so I put my arm around her, guided her to the bed, and made her sit down while doing the same.

I took her hand, placed a tender kiss on the palm, and laid it on my cheek. That seemed to reassure her I wasn’t going to jump her immediately. I bent forward and kissed her lips, to which she responded by tentatively licking my lips with the tip of her tongue. I opened up and we went into a tender French kiss, exploring each other’s mouths. I let my hands wander over her back and when I came to her shoulders I pushed her gently down on the bed.

Looking down at her I asked, “Are you nervous?”

“Yes.”

“This is not real y the first time you made out with a man is it?”

“Not real y, how did you guess?”

“By the way you handled my cock with your mouth, I guessed you’ve done that before.”

“Yes, was I any good?”

“You were even better than your mother, but tel me are you stil a virgin?”

“Yes, I’ve never gone al the way, I have sucked cock and I had my pussy eaten but the two never met.”

“Good, and you’re determined to go ahead with this now, it’s not your mother or grandmother who are pressuring you?”

“No.”

“And you're sure you wouldn’t rather go through this experience with a man more your own age?”

“No, I want YOU to make me a woman.”

Looking deep into her eyes I lowered my head and kissed her tenderly again and began an exploring journey with my mouth and hands down over her enticing naked teenage body. I took plenty of time to explore her firm boobs and make her nipples pucker up first by licking around them and after sucking them hungrily into my mouth, drawing the sweetest whimpers from her lips.

I continued my journey over her stomach, also teasing her cute bel y button with my tongue, and then I arrived at her curly bush. Normal y I prefer a more tended forest but then again this wild stuff was also very exciting. She had clearly made sure her bush was wel washed, it smel ed and almost tasted like strawberries, come to think of it, her whole body smel ed like strawberries, must be the shower gel she had used. From the top of the bush, it was a short journey to the most important part, the part I was going to ravish.

To facilitate my access, I grabbed her legs behind her knees and opened them slowly, she put up no resistance whatsoever. I had now a ful view of the most intimate part of her body, her virgin pussy. I placed a tender kiss on her virginal lips and began licking around them for the moment stil avoiding her clit. When I had licked around the outer lips while at the same time tickling that sensitive area where her legs met her body, she began to moan and the first juicy signs of her arousal appeared.

That al owed me to experience her feminine aroma and get a first taste, which was like her mother’s or grandmother's salty-sweet not dissimilar to the taste of salted caramel. But before I could attempt to slide my cock into this virgin pussy, it needed to be much more lubricated, so I continued my oral journey. Moving al the way down I teased her lips open with my tongue and then tried tongue-fucking her pussy. I hoped the boy or girl whose mouth had been here before mine had also tried al this in preparation for the real thing making its entrance. Judging by the moans she was uttering she seemed to enjoy my oral ministrations.

Time to concentrate on her pleasure button to get things flowing the way they should. While I began sucking on her clit I put the top of a finger in her vagina, wiggling it about, stimulating al the nerve endings concentrated around that area.

No point in sticking it in too deep as al the sensitive nerves, except for the G-spot, are located around the entry points, both front and back.

Time to move Ariel into a position for the final irreversible act I was about to commit.

I left her pussy very nicely lubricated by both our juices, then moved up behind her and spooned her. She snuggled her butt nicely against my abdomen also lying on her side and felt my hard cock press against her asscrack. A shiver went through her as she realized it was about to happen.

“Don’t be afraid pet, I’l be very gentle and whenever you feel you need more time, don’t hesitate to tel me.” She murmured a “yes”. I gently took hold of her upper leg and pul ed it up, placing her foot on my thigh. This way I could approach her from behind. To make absolutely sure she was wet enough I slid my hand over her pussy…She was.

Now came the hard part. Since I deflowered Linda I had read a lot about defloration and about the pain involved. I had learned that pain was in fact a myth. Yes, some girls experienced pain but that was usual y due to the incompetence of the man taking their virginity. If the woman is wel stimulated and aroused the whole thing can in a lot of cases happen without the mythical pain. So I concentrated on getting her as aroused as possible, not an easy task because the girl whose virginity is taken is usual y rather nervous and in fear of this pain everybody’s been tel ing her about.

I kissed her ear while I rubbed her right boob taking the nipple between my fingers and squeezing it to distract her, she moaned. I whispered sweet nothings in her ear while I diddled her clit with the fingers of my other hand, trying to get her hotter and hotter before tempting to enter her virginal pussy. When I felt her squirm and heard her moan alternated with short gasps for air I knew she was at the right temperature to proceed. Grabbing my penis with one hand I began to slide the head gently between her pussylips, lubricating it with her juices. Another shiver went through her frame but she didn’t say anything. When I felt my cock slipping and sliding smoothly through her lips I directed the tip to her vagina and made the first smal push, opening the lips to al ow entry. There was a sharp intake of breath on her side but no other reaction. I gave another gentle push and my glans slightly entered her hot tunnel, resulting in a very timid whimper.

“You’re OK?” I asked.

An almost inaudible “Yes” was my response.

After slipping the head of my cock between her wet pussylips I pushed slowly until I could feel her hymen blocking the way. Her hand moved between our bodies and she pushed against me as if to remove me from her body. I stopped in my tracks and didn’t move, letting her body get used to the intruder in the most private part of

her stil -shivering body. After a few minutes, I asked again gently if she was OK. She stopped pushing against me, probably getting used to the intruder.

“Yes,” she replied in a whisper.

“Shal I try to move now? If it hurts, please tel me and I’l stop immediately.”

“Yes, but be gentle please,” she replied.

I pushed further into her until my pubes kissed her ass and again stayed without moving, al the while tenderly kissing her shoulder and neck gently rubbing over her bel y and firm abdomen. When I felt her relax I pul ed my cock slowly out. It was covered with her virgin blood, the ultimate proof she had indeed stil been a virgin.

Slowly pushing back in she whimpered again fol owed by a careful moan. I knew it stil felt very weird to her feeling a strange object in her body but it would get better when I started to gently fuck her - which I began to do. The blood and juice mixture made her pussy very slippery. She began to give tel tale little moans alternated with whimpers of pleasure erupting from her lips tel ing me she started to get used to the intruder and even enjoy it.

I kept going gently for a good 5 minutes and asked her if it would be OK if I increased the speed, I got a positive groan, so I began to pump faster, not yet like a steam engine but at my normal fucking speed. Another few minutes later I pul ed out and moved on top of her to continue in a missionary position which was slightly less hard on my back. Slowly but surely I saw her arousal increase, which I hoped would result in her first orgasm as a woman and no longer a virgin girl. When it came it unexpectedly hit me as wel as her. I felt it first as her pussy clamped down on my cock and she then shouted out, “Oh my God, I’m cuming, I’m cuuuuuummmmiiiing!”

When she had calmed down, I stopped pumping, not wanting to cum myself as I wanted to give her another taste of the pleasures of fucking. After a few seconds, when her breathing had returned to normal I told her to turn around and get on al fours.

She looked at me and said, “You want to do doggy?”

“Euh yes, you know about that?”

“Oh yes, I saw Mom and Dad do that many times when I spied up on them when they thought that I was asleep so they could have sex without me knowing about it.”

“So you were a little voyeur then?”

‘No, no I regarded this as hands-on sex education, without actual y having a hand on any of it of course, except my own pussy.”

“And did you like it?”

“Oh yes, I masturbated and came many times watching them.”

“Does your mother know about it?”

“No and don’t you dare tel her, she would be so embarrassed.”

“My lips are sealed, so are you ready for your first doggy-style fuck?”

“Yes please, fuck me like you would a woman…I am a woman now aren’t I?”

“Yes, you are.”

I took up my position behind her, took my hard cock, stil with some tel tale signs of virgin blood on it, in hand, and shoved it bal s deep into her hot wet cunt. No resistance anymore, her hymen was wel and truly gone. I grabbed her hips and began pumping away, this time at warp speed. I couldn’t resist bending forward grabbing her pendulous flesh with my hands and squeezing it hard.

I could tel from her reaction that she liked it, liked it very much indeed, so it didn’t take very long to give her another orgasm. This was one that she could note in her books as I heard her growling and grumbling deep in her throat before ending with a high-pitched wail. I felt her pussy muscles convulsing and contracting as she coated my shaft with her warm release for the second time that day her breath coming in ragged gasps as every muscle in her body tensed and released in sexual bliss.

As her sexual convulsions faded away she turned to jel y and dropped flat on the bed. I rol ed to the side and lay next to her also trying to catch my breath. She turned her head my way and gave me a big smile, not yet able to speak. It’s good to give a woman an orgasm she appreciates so much. We lay there for a while until I heard a smal tap on the door. When I looked at the bedside clock, I saw we had been in there for at least 45 minutes, so I guessed the two mother hens wanted to know how it was with their chick.

“Come in,” I shouted upon which the door opened and two curious faces peeked through the crack. They looked concerned, Alicia whispered, “how is she?”

“I’m OK Granny and I loved it.”

“Thank God, we were so worried,” Gladys said.

“God has nothing to do with how I feel, it was al Lew’s doing, thank him instead.”

“You OK Lew?”

“Never better dear.”

“I can see,” Alicia said, “you’re stil hard you haven't cum?”

“Thanks to your lessons dear, you see I can stil do it.”

“Yes, but we need to remedy that, when you achieved a chal enge there was always a reward in the end.”

“Gladys go get a washcloth, Lew’s cock is stil covered in blood and I want it clean before he sticks it into my wanting pussy.”

“You intend to fuck him?”

“Yes of course, as I said a job wel done deserves a reward, and I want to give him that reward; and maybe get one myself,” she said with a wink at me.

Gladys moved quickly to the bathroom and came back with a dripping washcloth to clean my private parts. That done she gathered her exhausted daughter and tried to lead her out of the room.

“Where are you taking me, mom?”

“Euh to the bathroom to clean you up and to the living room to give Granny and Lew some privacy.”

“I want to stay and watch.”

“I don’t think so young lady, that is highly inappropriate.”

“No more inappropriate than me watching you losing your anal virginity.

“She’s right Gladys and besides I don’t mind, she may even learn a thing or two,”

Alicia added.

“OK, two to one I give in.”

“No, three to one dear, I don’t mind either and yes Alicia is right about learning, I learned a lot from her.”

When I wanted to get up, Alicia told me to stay put.

“You’ve just done al the work, now it’s time for you to just enjoy yourself.”

“But Alice, at your age…”

“What’s my age got to do with it, I can stil ride a 60-year-old bul .”

She climbed on top of me, grabbed my cock, and began to suck it like a Hoover as with al the time that had passed and the washing it had gone half-mast. She had it rock hard again in no time at al . She clearly hadn’t lost her fel atio skil s over the years. When she had accomplished the first part of her job, she climbed over me, impaled herself on my steel pole, and began riding me. She steadied herself with her hands on my chest and began toying with my nipples. That’s another thing she obviously remembered from the good old days, that my nipples are very sensitive and it would help to make me cum faster when she played with them.

She went up and down my joystick for a good ten minutes before I felt an orgasm beginning to build inside of me. I, from my side, wanted to prove I could stil make her cum like I had dozens of times when we were younger. Like her, I hadn’t forgotten how her body reacted when her orgasm was inching towards boiling point.

Like she played with my nipples I also grabbed a hold of her stil perky tits and began rubbing them, pinching her hard nipples between my fingers. She began purring like a cat, a sure sign of her pending orgasm. I felt her 78-year-old pussy

squeeze my dick with the same power as when she was 36 as we found ourselves together in an ever-heightening spiral of arousal.

With our climax imminent, our breathing had become fast and shal ow. All of a sudden I felt her body tense up as she orgasmed taking me with her as we tumbled over the crest together. My cum launched from my dick into her body in excruciating waves of pleasure. While my hot sperm shot out of me pumping 5 to 6 jets into her cunt she countered by going off like a garden hose. The pressure buildup of al the fluids in her cunt and around my cock was enormous heightening our pleasure even more.

While she cal ed out perverse obscenities, I produced animalistic groans. Both Gladys and Ariel were looking at us with big eyes as Alicia col apsed on top of me. While a few last orgasmic shivers ran through us I put my arms around her tenderly and our breathing slowly turned back to normal. Almost simultaneously we turned our heads toward our audience.

“What?” Alicia asked.

“Oh, Granny that was awesome.”

“Yeah,” I interjected, “this old bird stil has it, I bet you she could stil entice an 18-year-old chap.”

“About an 18-year-old, I don’t know but I think I can take a 60-year-old bachelor…”

“Straight into heaven,” I completed her sentence for her.

“OK let’s hit the shower, clean up and have a drink.”

“Shower, yes, drink, no thanks, unless you suggest coffee, I stil need to drive home and I don’t want to be stopped for drunk driving on the first day of the year, especial y as they’ve pumped up their controls this time of year.”

We had coffee and Alicia put lots of sweets on the table, knowing I couldn’t resist them. She reasoned that I needed a lot of sugar to get my strength back up after al these antics in the bedroom. I agreed she had a point. After stuffing my face with pralines, both normal and the ice cream variety I took my leave, but not until I had promised Gladys to visit her soon.

When I got home and hit my bed, going over what had happened to me during the past 36 hours, I came to the conclusion I had real y started the New Year with a bang, and I don’t mean the dangerous variety, which once again this year made lots of victims who ended up on the ER, losing fingers, hands or even an eye.

Chapter 52

Linda as a 24-hour slave

It is now Sunday, January the third, and I have final y recovered from my year-end and New Year’s antics in the club and with Alicia and her family. In two weeks, on the 15th, Jeff and Rachel from Florida will arrive for their visit to Grace and Nancy, before traveling on to Italy to meet up with Gina and Victoria. That gives me ample time to col ect on the 24 hours of Linda’s slavery I won in London, so, high time to give her a cal .

“Hi Linda, this is your friendly Master from London cal ing.”

“Oh hi Lew, I was expecting a cal . I was sure you wouldn’t forget about the chal enge, or are you cal ing about something else?”

“No of course not, I can’t imagine you thought I’d forget about something as important as that?”

”No not real y - but one can always hope.”

“Would you have forgotten should I have lost?”

“Probably not no. So when would you like to col ect?”

“How about next weekend, unless you have something planned with Astrid or have to do a fashion thing somewhere else.”

“No, I’ve got nothing on, I’m busy on Monday, but free on Saturday and Sunday.”

“Excel ent, and, just to make sure it’s not inconvenient in any other way, you don’t have your period?”

“No, that’s kind of you to think of that.”

“I’m afraid I’m more thinking of myself dear, it rather spoils the pleasure of eating pussy.”

“No you’re right there, but does that mean you wil be eating my pussy then?”

“I did promise you, girls, at least 5 orgasms during your 24-hour period of slavery, and I intend to keep my promise. Cunnilingus is a very pleasurable way of giving a woman an orgasm.”

“God Lew, you say the nicest things,” she replied with a giggle.

“Excel ent so how about we start your slavery Saturday evening at 6, until Sunday evening at 6.”

“Sounds good, I can stil do a lot of stuff Saturday and I’l be home in time to have a good night's sleep for another week at the grindstone.”

“It’s a deal then, and by the way, don’t bother to put on or bring too many clothes, you’l be naked most of the time anyway, especial y when we go to the club Saturday evening.”

“Are we going to put on a show?”

“Would you like that?”

“Yes please, I loved it during the inauguration and again during the New Year’s Eve party, but I hope you wil find something different for me this time, and you wil be the only one playing with me.”

“That definitely, you wil be my personal y owned little sex slave to play with that night.”

“Oh my God I’m already getting al excited, you should feel my pussy getting al wet.”

“The thought of you getting al excited and wet makes me kind of horny as wel , I can’t wait to get my hands on your enticing body again.”

“Is that al you intend to use, only your hands?”

“Don’t you worry my dear I’l chal enge you yet, I wil take special lessons with Jack and Tanja to take you to and maybe even beyond your boundaries.”

“I can’t wait.”

“Just to warn you, you may look, how shal I put it? A bit used, marked for a couple of days after that weekend, I hope you don’t have any lingerie show or photo sessions on the week after?”

“No, no, nothing of the kind, it’s just regular work in Astrid’s boutique, it’s the sales period, Solden as we cal it, you know.”

“Oh yes, Winter sales, how could I forget.”

“Yes, we’l have plenty of visitors trying to buy stuff at reduced prices, once that’s finished we’l be presenting the Spring col ection, but I hope that by then al marks on my body wil have disappeared.”

“I can guarantee it, no permanent marks.”

“Do I have to bring something special?”

“Yes maybe one thing, bring an apron.”

“An apron, why do I need an apron?”

“Your first assignment wil consist of preparing your Master a nice meal.”

“Are you sure you want to risk that? I’m not exactly a kitchen princess.”

“If the food is not up to scratch, I’l have every reason to punish you.”

“Oh I see, prepare yourself then for real y bad food, I love to be punished, especial y by you.”

“Be aware that punishment can come in various forms, it doesn’t always have to be a spanking or flogging, be aware that it’s winter and mighty cold outside and I may want more than just a quick nude snow angel.”

“Oh no Lew, you know how I abhor the cold.”

Note to self: I definitely need to foresee some punishment in the cold for her.

“That might be the right incentive to prepare a nice meal then,” I replied.

“You’ve real y thought this through haven’t you?”

“Yes dear, that’s what makes the difference between a Master and a slave.”

“OK, I’l practise this week in the kitchen to put a decent meal on the table for my Master.”

“That’s the spirit, I’l send you a list of ingredients and what I would like you to prepare with them! So see you Saturday, 6 pm sharp, every second late wil entail one lash with the whip.”

“Yes, Master.”

“Goodbye, slave.”

The remainder of the week was rather uneventful, with people dropping off memory cards or sticks with their New Year party snapshots for printing or a request to put them into a wal calendar, so before I realized it, it was five-thirty pm Saturday and I could close the shop. Again we weren’t lucky this season, we hadn’t had a white Christmas, but as it often did, it started to snow a few days after New Year, so I would be able to make a few nice snow angel photos with Linda in my roof garden.

To be on the safe side with the food that was going to be prepared by my slave, I chose to make her prepare something relatively simple. As a starter, I chose a simple vegetable soup with smal meatbal s. This was to be fol owed by chicken with the remainder of the smal meatbal s and mushrooms in a creamy sauce served in a puff pastry, otherwise known as “Vol au Vent”, and accompanied by croquettes from the deep freeze. Making them fresh would take too much time. To create a friendly atmosphere I opted for a bottle of Beaujolais Saint-Amour.

For dessert, I thought of vanil a ice cream with a dash of Hasselt coffee liqueur topped with whipped cream. I hoped that she would be able to prepare this without bungling it. In my opinion, it should take her a maximum of 1 to 1.5 hours to prepare. Cutting the veggies for the soup and rol ing the smal meatbal s would absorb most of the time. I had bought a fried chicken so al she needed to do was cut it up into the right size smal chunks. Cutting the mushrooms, making the creamy sauce, and frying the croquettes was child’s stuff.

I hoped we could finish the meal by 9. Depending on her food preparation performance I would either just shoot the snow angel photos or punish her a bit by leaving her a little longer naked in the cold on my roof garden. I hoped a bit for the second option as it would be great fun to warm her up again with a flogger when I al owed her back inside.

A few minutes before 6 the bel rang. When I checked the video phone, I saw it was Linda, so I buzzed her in. I heard her bound up the stairs so I opened the apartment door. She looked at me and said, “Hi Lew, am I on time?”

I looked very sternly at her and she looked back a bit surprised by my stern look.

“Have I done anything wrong?” she asked.

“You’ve done a lot, wrong slave!” I said, “first you are stil dressed, the rule was that you should be naked at al times when in a private residence. Second I’m not Lew to you, I’m your Master and you should address me as such. Third, you wil not speak unless asked a direct question. So you’ve already earned yourself 3 times 10 lashes with whatever instrument of punishment I deem fit or any alternative punishment I can think of.”

She just stood there looking at me not knowing if I meant it or what to do next. I looked again at her with the angriest face I could muster and continued, “what are you waiting for, take those clothes off.”

I’d never before seen her shed her clothes so fast. I think she was starkers’ in less than 3 seconds, her clothes strewn al over the floor at her feet. She also understood immediately that this was for real and that I meant business, so as soon as she was naked, she assumed the slave waiting position, her hands behind her lower back and her feet at shoulder width, her legs slightly opened, eyes looking straight ahead.

I walked around her and when I stood behind her I couldn’t resist giving a slap with my hand on one of her buttocks. She flinched, I guessed more because she didn’t expect it as it couldn’t have real y hurt. I proceeded to attach a leather col ar with a metal ring in the front around her neck and hooked a leash to the ring by which I could lead her like an obedient little puppy.

“OK slave, pick up your stuff,” I barked while tugging on the leash guiding her into the apartment. She looked a bit flushed, and I could see in her eyes she was angry, as in her mind she had arrived wel on time and had no idea I was going to play it that strictly. Maybe I needed to let her cool down a bit, so I took her straight to the big window overlooking the roof garden, opened it, and led her outside into the dark, where I attached her by the leash to one of the pillars of the gazebo about halfway into the garden and left her there. It was about -5° C (23°F) and the ground was covered with a few inches of snow.

I switched on a spotlight and watched her from the inside. I saw her put her arms around her body but it didn’t take very long for her to start shivering. I could imagine her feet must be freezing standing in the snow. I left her there for about 60 seconds,

which I think to her must have felt more like 10 minutes. When I led her back inside, it took her a while to stop shivering.

“Are we stil an angry slave?”

“No Master,” she whispered, her teeth chattering.

“Excel ent, now put on your apron and you can get started on the meal.”

She quickly picked up the apron she had brought from the pile of clothes she had taken off and moved to the kitchen.

“What you need is in the fridge,” I said.

She went to the fridge, got the vegetables out for the soup, and started peeling, slicing, and dicing them. By the time she had finished, she had stopped shivering and was working pretty fast and efficiently. In no time at al , she had a pot boiling on the induction cooker and a nice smel started to permeate the apartment. Next, she took out the ground meat to rol the little meatbal s for the soup and the Vol au Vent. The apron she had brought was rather smal , it had a narrow part on the top which sometimes al owed her boobs to spil out the side whenever she moved a little fast, regularly giving me enticing views. The back however was the most al uring, with just a little strap around her neck and a cute bow at her lower back, just above her jutting buttocks. When I looked at the front the apron barely covered her pubic area.

When she moved around I could regularly feast my eyes on her pussy as it occasional y peeked from under the apron.

I was getting hornier and hornier. I congratulated myself on instructing Linda to bring an apron. A woman always looks that little bit more al uring when parts of her naked body are covered or partial y hidden from view, and this apron sure as hel did the trick. I was wondering if her body temperature was increasing as wel , and I’m not talking about her whole body but only certain specific parts. I needed to know so I snuck up behind her while she was concentrating on rol ing the little meatbal s and slid my hand between her legs. She almost jumped out of her skin giving a smal shriek, as al of a sudden she felt my hand between her legs. There was no doubt she was horny just like I was, her pussy felt lightly moist, and when I slid one finger inside she moaned.

“Do you like this?” I whispered in her ear.

“Oh yes Master, I prefer this over the cold outside.”

“I can imagine you do, but you knew you were going to be punished when you found out you were not obeying the rules and giving me that angry look.”

“Yes and I’m very sorry Master, I deserved to be punished.”

“Yes, but I guess you had another kind of punishment in mind when you found out, didn’t you?”

“Yes, Master I was hoping that you would give me a spanking or a flogging.”

“Don’t you worry my little slave, the cold treatment was just to warm you up for what’s to come,” I said with a chuckle, hoping she understood the pun, and she did.

“So when do you think we can have our dinner?”

“I hope to be ready by seven-thirty Master.”

“Excel ent, would you care for an aperitif?”

“I would love one Master if that is al owed.”

“It most certainly is, it’s not because you are my slave this evening that you shouldn't enjoy a dinner with al the trimmings, Champagne OK for you?”

“Oh yes, Master I’d like that very much.”

I opened a bottle of champers and poured each of us a flute. I saw she drank thirstily from it, already hot from the cooking. Excel ent, it would help her shed the last of her inhibitions, not that she had many left after her appearances in the club, but it always helps to do just that little bit more. I must say I was very pleasantly surprised by her cooking. The food was excel ent, she had managed to rol the tiniest meatbal s I’d ever seen and tasted. I couldn’t fault her there, it was a good thing she had made the mistakes when she arrived. It took me a while to find an idea - maybe I could punish her for keeping the apron on while we ate. Halfway through the meal, I again looked sternly at her.

“Haven’t you forgotten something slave?”

She looked at me with big fearful eyes, not knowing what I was hinting at.

“Please tel me Master so that I can correct it,” she replied.

“What was the rule about clothing?”

“That I needed to be completely naked any time I was in a private residence.”

“And are you naked?”

She looked at herself and suddenly realized she was stil wearing her apron. “I’m so sorry Master I completely forgot to take it off when we started the meal and I was no longer preparing it.” She jumped up and removed it in a flash.

“That’s much better, but I wil need to add to your punishment for breaking this rule.”

“Yes, Master, “ she said looking demurely into her plate while she continued eating.

When she finished her food, she waited until I had, then cleared the table and prepared the dessert. By the time we had finished the ice cream with the coffee liqueur and whipped cream, she was sufficiently cooled down on the inside to now cool her outside by making a snow angel outside in the garden. I didn’t think it would feel as bad as the first time because between the two of us we had finished a

bottle of champagne and one of Beaujolais Saint-Amour, plus a good shot of Hasselt coffee liqueur in the dessert.

She didn’t protest when I led her back outside and made her lie down in the virgin snow in the garden and make a snow angel. It was divine, her naked body on the white snow with her arms and legs shifting the snow producing the angel image. She even seemed to enjoy herself as she kept on swiveling with her arms and legs, producing a tiny mountain of snow against her pussy and next to her naked body.

When I had taken al the photos I had in mind, including a smal video, I stuck out my hand to help her back to her feet. When I let go she put her arms high in the air, and danced around in the snow before turning a couple of cartwheels; she was stunning. When I led her back inside I took her in my arms and kissed her passionately. She responded likewise slipping her hot tongue deep into my mouth.

I took my shirt off quickly as I wanted to feel her ice-cold skin and tits against me and warm her up again. The French would refer to them as “seins de glace” or “Ice Breasts”, but as it is pronounced the same way in French as “Ice Saints” or “Saints de Glace”, it’s probably best avoided. For those interested, these three Saints Days occur mid-May and traditional y you don’t get frost after those dates so from then onwards you can put frost-sensitive seedlings and plants outside.

Anyway, for the moment, let’s forget Saints and stick with ”les seins”. When I bent down to suck on her cold, rock-hard nipples it felt like licking an ice popsicle. When I put my hands on her butt it also felt ice cold. Moving my hand between her legs gave me a total y different feeling, there she was hot and wet, and I suspected not only from the melted snow.