Lauren's Ruler

Lauren's Ruler

Chapter 2

Lauren's coming over to play

I slept in the next morning till around noon, I really didn't have much to do. My roommate had left for a vacation the day before and wouldn't be back until late Saturday night next week. The place was all mine. I live in a two story condo that I rent with a roommate. It has two beds and two bathrooms  a kitchen and living room and a garage. It is basically half a townhouse. I showered, got dressed and went downstairs to make myself a sandwich for lunch. I sat down on the couch with my meal and turned on the tube. I flipped through channels, but nothing seemed to catch my attention. After I finished eating I gave up and turned the TV off. Then it hit me, I should make some preparations for Lauren. I only had about an hour so I slipped into my shoes and drove over to the crafts and costume store. I found what I was looking for on the clearance rack for $10, a sexy maid Halloween costume. It was a teeny little two piece, with some fishnet stockings and some lace hair decorations. The main outfit was just a short skirt and a fairly revealing top. I managed to buy it without any of the clerks giving me the "your a freak look."  Next, I went across the street to the pet store. I got a black leather collar with a soft band of material on the inside and then I got a 6 foot leather leash to clip onto it, for $20. As I walked back to my car I thought, sexy maids outfit $10, collar and leash $20, teenage girl utterly at your mercy, priceless! Master card indeed!

I got back to my apartment and put my purchases upstairs. I also went into my closet to where I keep my adult toy box and grabbed some leather cuffs, an ankle spreader, and some police style handcuffs that I  had bought  for a previous girlfriend who liked to play strip search. I also pulled out a nasty looking riding crop that I had picked up one day at a friends house. He said I could have it, I had not gotten a chance to try it out on anyone but it was one painful looking item. It wasn't something from a porno shop, but rather quite literally a riding crop for horses. I was hoping to try it out tonight. I laid them all on the shelf in my closet along with Lauren's new collar and outfit. I checked my watch, it read one fifty five. I finished just in time.  I walked downstairs and as if on cue, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and there was Bill and his lovely daughter, Lauren.

"Hi Bill come on in."

They both stepped inside, his hand holding Lauren's. She was wearing the same jeans I saw her in last night and a cute black tank top and sandals. She was carrying a small gym bag.

"Hi Jason, this is a nice place for a kid your age."

"Thanks, I split it with a roommate but he is out of town."

"Well, it's nice that you thought of Lauren's privacy but my philosophy is that if she deserves to be punished then she should be punished in front of whoever happens to be around."

Lauren cringed when she heard the direction the conversation was taking.

"I'll keep that in mind." I said, smiling.

"The strap and the ruler is in the bag along with a few other items if you think you need them. Well, we all know what is needed, ten more with the strap on the bare and then she is to take care of any chores you have around the house. Lauren, you will do anything that Jason commands until I pick you up later tonight and if you give him any trouble he has my permission to punish you further, as he sees fit. Understand?"

"Yes, Daddy."

Lauren did not look too happy. I on the other hand, was ecstatic

"May I go to the bathroom, " Lauren asked.

"Of course it's upstairs, take the first left into my bedroom and the bathroom is on the right. Come back down when your done," I directed.

Lauren dropped the bag on the floor and scurried off happy to get a reprieve from us and take care of her business in peace. I hoped she wasn't vomiting.

"Well Jason, you seem to have things well in hand. There is one more thing I've got to cover with you. Lauren is a virgin and I want her to stay that way for a while. I know that any young man punishing a naked girl is gonna have certain needs, so if you need her to take care of them for you she can do that, but no fucking her. Got it?"

"Got it." I said.

"Well then, I'm gonna go, it will be good for Lauren to come downstairs and not have to say goodbye to me. I don't have time for her whining."  Bill turned around to head out the door and then paused for a moment. "Oh almost forgot, her mother has been sick and there is a slight chance that if she has to go to the hospital again that I won't really want to leave her side. If that happens would it be ok if Lauren stays here for the night?"

"Not a problem, Bill." I smiled

"I didn't think there would be." Bill said as he opened my front door and let himself out. I closed the door behind him. Lauren was still upstairs in the bathroom. I decided I'd give her a few more minutes, but I wasn't gonna let her hide in there all night.

I grabbed a beer out of the fridge and cracked it open. I sipped at it and savored the cold fizzy taste. I was still almost in shock at the power that had just been thrust upon me and I needed to take a few minutes to myself and gather my thoughts so I could take my time with Lauren. The sudden confidence I had with her last night was intoxicating, the complete opposite of how I had felt around girls at her age. She looked like quite a few of the cute little brunettes that had ignored me in high school and now I had her fifteen year old body all to myself.. I guess that is the best thing about teenage girls, I get older and they stay the same age. Power is the greatest aphrodisiac. I picked up the bag and put it up on the counter. As promised, I found the strap, the ruler, a couple plastic bags with some plastic tubing, and some icy hot. I wasn't too sure about the bags and the tubing but Icy Hot, I assumed that was for her ass after I'd given it a thrashing but it wouldn't be my first choice for pain relief if it were my bottom.

I checked my watch and Lauren had been in the bathroom for about ten minutes. I wanted her to come down here and face her punishment on her own but it looks like I've got to go get her. I finished off the beer and picked up the gym bag and I walked upstairs and into my spacious bedroom. I saw that my bathroom light was on, the door closed. I could hear her breathing in there, but it sounded like she was near the sink, not on the toilet. I considered my strategy for a moment and then I knocked on the door.

"Lauren, are you alright in there?"

"Uhm yeah I'm just not feeling very well, I might be a while."

I heard her moving around in there and then I heard the toilet flush. I smiled to myself, if she thinks she is gonna get out of this by pulling an "I am too sick for school " routine, she is going to find out very differently. This might be a miserable situation for her but for me it was going to be a very nice afternoon and I was not going to let her ruin my fun.  I put the bag on the floor.

I made an attempt to imitate the stern voice of command I heard from her father.

"Lauren, you are not sick, you have been in there long enough now come out here or it's going to get much worse for you. You have 10 seconds."

I waited, silently counting to myself. When the time was up I let her know she was in deep. "Lauren, time's up, you've already earned additional punishment now stop making it worse for yourself."

I thought about calling Bill but I didn't want him to think I couldn't handle her. I considered my options. The lock on the bathroom was just an inside lock that I could easily open with a coin or a screwdriver. I picked up a penny off my night stand and then I walked over to my closet. I grabbed the handcuffs and got them ready. I walked over to the bathroom door. Lauren was about to get a surprise. I quietly slid the penny into the slot on the lock and twisted. I dropped the penny on the carpet and grabbed the handle and slowly, silently turned it. I pushed the door open fast. I found her sitting on the rim of the bathtub. I grabbed her, she resisted a bit but I easily overpowered her with one hand. I took one wrist and slapped the cuff on before she even realized I was holding them. I yanked her other wrist and bent her over almost pushing her into the tub, like she was waiting for a rescue that would never come. I snapped the other cuff on. She struggled a bit but she new she was caught. I took hold of her at the arms and started guiding her out of the room and towards my bed. It had a large metal frame with plenty of places to attach things.

"You fucking bastard, let me go, take these things off me!" She screamed as I pushed her so she was bent over the side of the bed at the waist. She stopped struggling and started crying instead. This wasn't quite as I imagined it but it was kinda hot. I pressed my hips up against hers so I could feel my hardening cock rub against her ass. Then I relaxed the pressure on her a bit so I could reach around her to unbutton her pants. I slid them down her legs along with her panties, leaving her naked from the waist down. I'd figure out a way to get that tank top off later.

"What are you gonna. do?" She asked trembling. I reached inside the back of her tank top and unhooked her bra before replying.

"I'm gonna strip you and give you those ten with the strap that we saved from last night and then I'm gonna give you ten more for hiding in the bathroom and making me come get you. Now if you behave yourself, I might forget what you just called me and you can spend the rest of your time here scrubbing my apartment from top to bottom but frankly I cleaned most of the place on Thursday, so don't think I'd be sacrificing anything if I spend every minute you are here raining fire down on your ass and your sexy legs too. Maybe your breasts too if I get bored."

She was shaking at the last part. "No please don't, I'll be good. You can uncuff me. I'll be good."

"We'll see, spread your legs." She did and I reached under her and cupped her hairless cunt and began to play with her.

"I love how smooth you are, perhaps when my roommate comes home next week we can show him what a good job you did with the wax. Tell me  Lauren, did it hurt a lot when you yanked your hair out?"

"Yeah it hurt so much I couldn't do it, but Daddy said that if I didn't he'd pull it out and...."

"And what?" I demanded, squeezing her pussy to punctuate my question.

"He said he'd use the strap on me down there."  Ahhh, another brilliant idea I'd have never thought of.  I went back to gently massaging her sex. I rubbed her until she started to breath heavy.

"I'm gonna uncuff one hand, but only cause I want you to strip that shirt and bra off. Then they go right back on." She moaned her assent. I  pulled the key from my pocket and unlocked her left hand.

"Turn around and take it off." She faced me, and slowly pulled her tank top over her head raising her arms up so it would clear the cuffs still attached to her right hand. The bra was dangling a bit and she slid it off.

"Give me your hands and turn around." She obeyed, laid forward over the bed again and whimpered a bit when I locked her hands behind her. I spun her around. Those breasts were looking right at me. I reached out and grabbed one in each hand. I played with them, squeezed them a bit, then I remembered why she was here and I went straight for her nipples and twisted them...hard. She shrieked in surprise but her cries got down to an acceptable level . I kept on twisting back and forth as she danced to try and relieve the pressure on her poor little nipples.

"This is just the first of many lessons in store for you tonight, Lauren. Now turn around and bend over the bed again." I released her tits and she presented her backside as ordered. "Spread 'em wide it's time for the strap."

I reached into the bag and grabbed the strap. I walked back and dangled it in front of her. Then I stood back and readied my swing.

"Count them out, just like last night." I commanded.

I swung that strap fast and hard aiming right for the fullest part of her cute little ass.

There had been no warm up, she cried out.

"Waaaan Sir"

Swat

"Two sir."

Wack

"Threeeeee sir,"

I was working my way down her ass and onto her thighs.

crack

"four sir"

The fifth one caused her to start crying in earnest.

"Aaahahah  five sir, please stop."

The next one hit her right at the top of her thighs.

"ahahahaha  please not there....six, sir"

The strap was leaving faint little red marks where it landed. I decided that I should try to criss cross a few of them.

Snap

"AHahahahhahaha seven sir," It seemed to have the desired effect.

I put the eight one down perpendicular to the last one leaving a red X across her ass.

"ahahahah  eight Sir, I'll be good please no more please no more."

I slammed the strap around her left thigh, bring a fresh shriek from her. I gave her a few seconds until I heard.

"nine sir"

For the tenth I switched hands and did the same to her right, her dance of pain was so erotic.

"ahhhh ten Sir.  Please no more please please I'll be a good girl, I'll be so good, I'll do anything I can't take anymore."

I walked up real close to her and started to rub her pussy again. I whispered in her ear, "only ten more left to go, but don't worry I'm going to give your ass a rest, cause the next ten are going on your breasts. Hey that rhymes."

A fresh bout of tears escaped her as I grabbed her shoulders and turned her around, her hands still cuffed behind her pushing her breasts out even more than their natural youthful perkiness would usually. I left her standing there and I went to retrieve the riding crop.  I figured it would be a bit more accurate and I wouldn't run the risk of hitting her in the face with the strap. I held it up in front of her, her eyes widened in horror, and then I slid it against her pussy and stroked her with it back and forth, back and forth, the long shaft sliding between her pussy lips. She started to involuntarily move her hips to maximize her own pleasure while I debased her with the instrument of her pain. I was so horny I needed some release and then an idea hit me. I kept up my molestation as I explained my sadistic eureka to her.

"Alright Lauren, here is a chance for you to get your strokes reduced. You are going to get on your knees and give me your very best blow job. I assume you know what a blow job is, of course you do because you are a little high school slut like the rest of the girls your age. So you are gonna suck me and swallow everything I give you. If you can make me cum in less than ten minutes, then for every minute under ten it will be one less stroke across your breasts but if you do a bad job and can't finish me off in 10 minutes, I'm gonna add five strokes and they are gonna go right on that baby smooth pussy that I like to touch so much. Understand?" She moaned, I took that as an acknowledgement but by this point she was so close to cumming that I doubt she was listening to the contest details. I pulled the crop away from her soaking pussy and she whined in protest, but then she got down on her knees. I unbuttoned and dropped my pants revealing my cock to her for the first time. "10 minutes starts now." I declared.

She leaned forward and stuck out her tongue. The game was rigged I admit, not only was the penalty for failure far higher than the reward of success, but I knew from experience that it almost always took ten solid minutes of fellatio to get me off. I really just wanted an excuse to pussy whip her and if I can do that and get a nice enthusiastic blow job from her, then it's just two birds with one stone. I gotta admit she had quite a bit of oral talent, lots of potential, it felt great and a few times I almost blew but then she'd mistakenly think my sperm was on it's way and stop tonguing me so she could prepare to swallow and she'd lose her rhythm. I checked my watch, she'd been at it for nine minutes already and was bobbing her head up and down in desperation. I felt the back of her throat a few time and I made a mental note that if given enough time I would definitely train her to deep throat. At nine minutes and forty five seconds I declared an early victory and started to taunt her.

"I'm so close now but it looks like you were too slow. Too bad for your pussy and tits that you are not a better cock sucker." I sneered.  I checked my watch, 10 minutes and 10 seconds. I was ready to blow so I grabbed her head and started face fucking her. "OK Lauren, here I come, just 10 seconds too late." It was one of the best orgasms of my life and I felt her swallowing it down as I launched what felt like a gallon of cum into her teenage mouth.  When I was finished I had her lick me clean and then I pulled out of her mouth.

"Alright Lauren, stand up it's time to give those perky little tits a taste of the riding crop. Oh and look at that it's only 3:30pm, I've got hours left to play with that pussy of yours. I know how much you like that." She cringed at the thought of me fondling and abusing her for the rest of the day. Lauren started to beg and cry again. It was so cute. I