Lauren's Ruler
Chapter 4: Pizza
By The Dom In The Hat
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Lauren descended the stairs carrying the wooden ruler, and the flimsy little skirt and top from the sexy maid Halloween costume I'd bought for her. She was still nude except for the collar around her neck and the leash dangling behind her dragging on the floor. I sat back down on the couch and waited for her to stand in front of me.
"Hand me the ruler, Lauren." She gave it to me and pulled her hand back. I placed the ruler next to me on the couch. She carried the two items of clothing in her other hand and was now holding them tightly to her chest. The skimpy items were not hiding much and they probably wouldn't do much better of a job once she was wearing them, but of course this kind of behavior just wasn't going to fly and I enjoyed another opportunity to make her feel as naked as she was.
"Put the clothes on the coffee table behind you," I commanded. She turned and put them down on the table leaving me with a nice view of her ass as she bent over. Before she could turn back to me, I started to run my hands along her ass and thighs. Lauren froze in place at my touch and stayed slightly bent over while I had my fun. I just couldn't get enough of her tight little body.
"Bend over and put your hands on the table." Lauren leaned onto the coffee table and held herself up with her arms. The table was about two feet off the ground so she was now pretty well positioned for the ruler, except for one little detail. I picked up the ruler and touched the inside of her right thigh with the end. I slid it up slowly until it neared her sex. I slipped the thin side between her lips and stroked her with it for a moment. I heard a little whimper of "please don't" escape her lips. Her begging is so hot.
"Spread your legs a bit wider, show me that bare little pussy." Lauren hated it when I reminded her of her mandatory grooming regimen, but she did as she was told hoping to get this latest degradation over with. I pulled the ruler away from her and stood up to get a better angle of attack.
"Alright, you get ten strokes for disobedience on your ass. Count them out as usual."
"Yes, Sir"
Swat, to her right buttock.
"One, Sir"
The next one went was to her left.
"Two, Sir"
I sent the next two lower on her ass.
"Ouch, three Sir."
"Ahhh four sir."
The fifth I cracked across the top.
"Ahhh five Sir."
I was about to hit her again when my phone rang. Lauren breathed deep, happy for the reprieve. I picked up the line and heard "Hey uh this is Pizza Paradise, I'm looking for your house." It was the delivery driver and the voice sounded familiar.
"It's 125 Main St, the one with the brick in front."
"Oh OK I passed it, I'll be right back."
"Quick Lauren, put on the maids outfit." Lauren looked at me for a moment and then decided that the she didn't want to face the pizza delivery guy in the nude. She pulled on the skimpy skirt and then she slipped the top on over her chest. I went behind her and tied it. It was little more than a piece of black cloth with strings like a bikini top. It left her flat midriff on display and the skirt only came down to mid-thigh at most. She was the sexiest maid I'd ever seen and she was still wearing the leash. She realized it too, and she reached up to detach it.
"No leave it on, never take it off unless I tell you to."
"But the pizza guys gonna see," she whined.
"He'll be seeing a lot more if you don't obey." She moved her hands away, totally red-faced as the impending humiliation of a random stranger seeing her in a skimpy outfit and a dog collar.
The doorbell rang. I went to answer it and pulled Lauren along with me by her leash. I'm sure she just wanted to hide behind sofa or in the bathroom but she didn't have that option.
I opened the door. "Hey that will be... oh hey Jason, how's it going man?"
"Pete, I thought I recognized your voice a minute ago. I'm doing real well." I gave the leash a tug and Pete's eyes noticed the cute little brunette maid. He looked her up and down for a moment.
"I see what you mean, what's her name?"
"This is Lauren. Lauren, say hello to Pete."
"uhh Hi Pete." Lauren's face told me she did not like where this was going one bit.
"Do you have time to come in for a few?"
"Uhh yeah actually this is my last delivery before I get a meal break." Pete stepped into the house carrying the hot bag with my order.
"So, you're delivering again?"
"Yeah, the semester just ended so they hired me back for the summer. It beats most of the other McJobs out there. What have you been up to."
"Oh I just graduated and my new job doesn't start until the end of the summer, I got a good deal though, free rent on this place until August."
"That sounds sweet. I hope I'm not interrupting anything with you two."
"Definitely not, grab a seat." He walked over and plopped onto the couch and I pulled Lauren back with me and took a seat, leaving her standing right in front of us. It was hard for Pete not to notice Lauren's lithe young thighs emerging from her very short skirt.
Pete spoke, "Lauren, are you going commando tonight?" Lauren didn't respond and a cruel idea hit me.
I played coy, "Ya know Pete, let's find out, Lauren pull up your skirt." Lauren hesitated, the last thing she wanted to do was show her pussy to some strange guy she'd never even met before. I waited a moment and then I shot her a look that told her that she better obey.
"We're waiting." Lauren reached down and grabbed the sides of the hem and pulled it up just a couple of inches and she pressed her legs together to hide her charms.
"Lauren, pull the skirt up all the way and spread your legs now!!!" She knew that tone, behave or be punished. The only thing she figured to be more humiliating that having to show off her body to a stranger was going to be me disciplining her in front of him. Little, did she know I was planning to do it anyways. She pulled her skirt right up and spread her legs shoulder width apart. She started to tear up.
"Wow, does she do everything you say?"
"Mostly, but she needs a lot of punishment to keep her in line."
"Not very hairy down there, did you shave her?"
"No, she waxed."
"Really, she did a great job."
"Yeah I know, shaving doesn't even compare. Go ahead, give her a feel."
"I thought you'd never ask."
Pete looked up at Lauren and gave her a wide toothy smile as he reached out and cupped her pussy to her visible consternation.
"Oooh that's nice, she's got a really smooth cunt."
"Yeah she does, pity she's trying to stay a virgin."
"She is?"
"Yeah give her a little poke and you can feel her cherry."
Pete pushed a finger between Lauren's delicate folds and felt her hymen. Lauren was quietly repeating her little mantra, praying for us to stop. She had to know we wouldn't. Pete noticed it as he continued to play with her sex.
"Jason, what is she saying? I can't quite hear her. Sounds like 'please stop'"
"Oh yeah she does that sometimes." I looked into her eyes as I spoke, "ya know, it's really rude for a girl to act all sad while a guy is being nice enough to finger her. Lauren, apologize to Pete for being a rude little slut."
It took her a few moments to form the words and was quite distracted by Pete's ministrations.
"I'm sorry."
"What are you sorry for, Lauren?" I picked up the ruler from arm of the couch and made sure that she could see it.
"I'm uhh...I'm sorry for being a rude little slut."
"What happens to rude little sluts, Lauren?"
"Uhm they get punished, please don't hit me anymore."
Lauren's fear kicked up a notch. It was bad enough being sexually abused by some stranger but she didn't have any interest in further punishment. In her distress she didn't even remember the five strokes she was still owed with the ruler. Pete pulled his hand away from between her legs, now covered in a sheen of her juices.
"She's pretty wet."
"Yeah, she complains but she really loves being touched. Lauren, thank Pete for playing with your pussy."
Lauren's sniffled, her eyes downcast, avoiding eye contact as she found her voice, "thank you for playing with my pussy."
"Pete, can you do me a favor?"
"Of course, anything you need."
"Well, Lauren has five strokes on her ass that she still owes for misbehaving earlier and I'm kinda hungry so if you don't mind I'm gonna go grab some that Pizza while it's still hot and you can spank her." Lauren's face was a picture at this latest development. She hadn't even though I would let Pete discipline her.
"Sweet, I'd love to give her ass a wallop."
I handed him the ruler.
"Just bend her over your lap and give her five with this. Feel free to feel her up too."
I hopped up to eat and Pete grabbed Lauren by the waist and pulled her towards him and over his knee. She didn't resist but I heard her gasp when Pete flipped her skirt up to reveal her naked ass. I opened up the heat bag, pulled out the Pizza box, and grabbed a slice. That's when I heard the first crack behind me and the first little cry from Lauren's sweet little mouth. I heard the next one as I grabbed a few plates from the cupboard. The third one came as I opened up the fridge and grabbed a beer.
"Got time for a beer Pete?" Pete sent down his fourth swat as I turned to see how he was doing.
"Not really, I gotta get back to work after this and they would throw a fit if I had beer on my breath." Pete sent the last one crashing down on the back of her thighs really hard. Lauren cried out and there was a noticeable mark that looked like it was going to last although you never know with such young skin. It did look like it hurt though and Pete had his free hand under Lauren's little top and was feeling her tits. I saw her wince as he pinched her nipples a few times.
I sat back down with my plate. "Lauren, stand up and thank Pete for spanking you."
Lauren was happy for a reprieve from Pete's unwanted attentions and briskly pushed herself off his lap and back onto her feet. Once again she avoided eye contact as she spoke. "Thank you for spanking me."
"Your welcome, Lauren," Pete smiled at her, she did not smile back.
"Well it's time for me to go, later man." Pete got up and walked towards the door.
"Later Pete, come by again some time when you are not working, I'm sure Lauren would like that."
"Heh, I sure will." Pete opened the door and let himself out, closing it behind him.
"Alright Lauren, unzip my fly and blow me, when you are done swallowing your protein shake, you can have some Pizza."
Lauren knelt down on the floor and did as I instructed. I'd never had a girl suck me while I ate before. It was definitely an enhancement to the dining experience. I made a note to myself to make this a regular occurrence at our meals. She must have been hungry because she was quite enthusiastic and I didn't last long. She swallowed it down and when she lifted her head I handed her my plate and ordered her to fetch me another slice. She got up and got a slice for herself as well and hesitantly sat back down next to me on the couch. She scooted close to me, as if we were on a date. I suppose that imagining our time together as pleasurable was one way for her to cope. After we polished cleaned our plates, I sent her up to bring the box over and split the rest of the pizza between the two of us. I saw her eyeing my beer and realized she had nothing to drink.
"Fetch me another brew and get one for yourself. Lauren."
She put her plate on the coffee table and went to the fridge. She seemed much more relaxed now and the situation was almost normal aside from the skimpy outfit and the leash dangling around her neck. I watched her body as she moved. That maid's outfit was perfect on her and I could hardly wait to finish eating so I could violate her again.
When we were done, I ordered Lauren to wash the dishes and run the dishwasher. There were still clean plates in there so she had to put them away first. While she stood over the sink I stepped behind her and put my hands up under her skirt. Lauren froze like a deer in high-beams.
"Just keep working, " I admonished her as I slipped a hand between her legs and began playing with her pussy again. She was noticeably aroused when she finished rinsing the plates and putting them in the washer. I ran my hands up over her top and felt her breasts underneath the thin cloth. Finished with her task, she tried to squirm away from me but I slapped her ass and then pushed her hard against the counter top to keep her in place. I bent her over the counter slightly and untied her top. I slipped it off her and started mauling her naked tits. I kept this up for a while. I love playing with tits and every now again I'd give her nipples a twist. This went on for about ten minutes and Lauren kept squirming against me which had me so hard I thought I'd burst. I reached out to the top drawer next to the sink, which was basically a junk drawer. I pulled it open and reached in hoping to find my quarry. I felt something wooden and next to it another of the same. Clothespins, I grabbed both of them and held them up in front of Lauren's face.
"Do you know what these are for?"
"Uhh no."
"They are for clamping the nipples of bad little girls."
"Please don't. I've been good."
"You are being good but I think we need to test them out so you can see what will happen when you are bad."
"Please no."
"I'll just put them on for a minute."
"Please don't" Lauren started to cry.
"Aww, don't worry I'll hold your hands behind you and keep track of the time. Give me your wrists."
She put her hands behind her as if she were cuffed and I gripped both her wrists in my left hand. I reached around with the first clamp in my right and popped it on her right nipple hard from the cool air. She started struggling but I held onto her wrists.
"Please take it off it hurts please please..."
"I've got to put the other one on before the minute starts, now hold still." Her struggled subsided a bit. Her crying continued.
I popped the second one on her left nipple and she started crying out and struggling again. I checked the clock on the wall across the room and pressed hard against her so I could feel her squirming against my cock.
"ahhh, please take them off, I'll be good."
"Just 55 seconds to go Lauren"
She continued to squirm in discomfort but after about 15 seconds her cries of pain and begging subsided and were replaced with a sort of pained humming as she counted the seconds in her head, her eyes shut. I watched the clock, but mostly I focused on the wonderful sensation in my groin as she writhed against me while I held her wrists behind her. I reached around her waist with my free hand, pushed the thin material of the skirt aside and felt her pussy, she was wet. I probed her a bit. Time passed quickly for me and slowly for her but it was over in a minute.
"That's a minute. You were a good girl, so I am going to take them off. I smiled knowing that removing them would cause almost as much pain as when they were put on. I released her wrists and used both my hands to pull the clothespins from her nipples. I didn't really open them, I just yanked them off. I'm a cruel bastard, and it was fun.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh please..." She cried out when her nipples were freed and before she could reach up to rub the pain out I had my own fingers on both of her nipples and took my time squeezing the blood back into them to produce maximum discomfort in my little teenage slave. When the pain faded for her and she calmed down I walked her back over to the couch.
"Sir, I need to use the bathroom."
"What do you say?" I exalted in the power I had over her.
"Please Sir, may I go to the bathroom, " She replied, eyes downcast.
"Is it a number one or a number two?" I asked with a smirk.
"Both, Sir."
"Alright go and do your business, then strip off that uniform, then wait for me upstairs."
I checked the clock on the wall and it was 8:15pm. Time sure flies when you are having fun, I thought.
I grabbed my laptop from the counter and googled for, "How to administer an enema."
End of Chapter 4
More to come.
