KINGS AND QUEENS 2
As we were walking out a girl in our English class said, "Hey. I saw you guys
sitting with the Cool guys. How did ypu manage that?"
Trish said proudly, "We are special. We are going to join the Kings and Queens."
"Kings and Queens? What the Hell is that. I never heard of it."
Trish said, "That is because it is a secret club."
"Really! Tell me about it."
I jumped in to say, "Trish! You aren't supposed to talk about it."
"Oh Yeah. Sorry I can't tell you anything."
"Yeah right! I'll bet it is bullshit."
We walked on ignoring her but I had to wonder how they managed to keep the
secret for so many years.
Trish and I went shopping after school but couldn't find anything in any of our
usual stores. They had thong panties but not made of silk. Then I remembered an
ad I had seen on TV about a sexy lingerie shop. We went there but there was a
sign on the door saying "Over 18 only"
Trish said,"Shit. We can't pass for eighteen"
"Well not dressed like this but Mom is our size. Maybe if we put on one of her
dresses and some more make-up we would look older."
"Okay. At least we can look in a mirror and see if it helps."
We went to my place and of course my parents were at work. I found a couple of
her cocktail dresses and held them up to show Trish.
"Oh yeah. That should work. They are cut pretty low. None of the high school
girls would wear them."
I said, "She has some uplift bras. That will make our boobs look bigger."
I got the bras but the back strap was still a little loose on Trish. We solved
the problem by using a safety pin to tighten the strap.
When she turned around I said, "That is great. They look almost twice as big
aand you have cleavage.
I put one on and Trish tightened it then walked around me saying, "Oh wow. You
have beautiful boobs. Just like a swimsuit model."
That made me feel good. Then we put on the dresses. They were cut lower than
they looked on the hanger. Most of our boobs showed. Thankfully Mom was skinny
so they fit tight enough.
Trish said,"God Men and boys are going to stare at us."
I giggled and said,"Is that so bad? Nobody pays any attention to us in schoool
clothhes."
"True. It may be fun to make guys horny."
I laughed and we took our hair down from the pony tails and combed it and put on
makeup using girls in Cosmopolitan magazine as a guide. Then we put on her high
heel shoes.
Trish said,"Oh yeah. This will work. I'll bet you could get into a bar."
Even Trish looked at least as old as the senior girls.
We had a hell of a time walking in the high heeled shoes for awhile but by the
time we got to the shop we had learned to move gracefully in them.
We went in as if we owned the place and the girl at the counter just looked up
and said,"May I help you?"
I said, "No. We will let you know if we find what we are looking for."
"What are you looking for?"
"Panties."
"They are over in the corner."
I said,"Thanks" and we went to the back corner. There was a lot more than just
lingerie in the store. Trish blushed and giggled at all the rubber dicks. I had
to whisper,"Be quiet. You will ruin our cover. She kept quiet but couldn't help
staring at teddies with open crotches and all the leather stuff. She pointed out
a whip with six leather thongs and whispered, "God I bet that would hurt." I
whispered back, "Yeah it would be like getting hit with six belts at once and
one is bad enough."
We found the panties just like Buffy's and I guessed she had bought hers here,
The problem was they came in packs of three in different colors and cost sixty
dollars a pack.
I asked the clerk if they had single ones and she just looked up from her
magazine long enough to say,"Nope. Just packs of three. Take it or leave it."
I said, "We don't have enough money on us now but we will be back."
When we got out I said, "Well I guess we are in for another thirty spanks. It is
just as well. We can't wear the same panties every day"
Trish said, "Oh God. I don't know if I want to go to him again. Every time he
makes it a little worse. The first time he spanked me on the panties, then on
the bare butt, and the last time we had to take off the skirts and pants."
I said, "well if you didn't notice he saw me naked last time when my damn shirt
fell down so I guess it doesn't matter. Just keep in mind that soon we will be
riding around in Porches with cool guys."
"Oh yes. That will be great. I guess having him see my boobs is not too big a
deal since he has seen my pusssy."
We walked to uncle Dick's house and rang the bell.
He answered it and said, "Back so soon? I don't know if I can afford you girls.
Come on in."
When we were in he said,"Why are you all dressed up like that. I like you better
as the little girls you are instead of women."
I said, "We are just playing dress up to see how we will look when we are
older."
"Well it worked. You have transformed yourself from girls to young women. What
can I do for you."
Trish said, "Uncle Dick. We need a hundred and twenty dollars. Thirty spanks
each. Okay?"
"You girls are breaking me. Why do you need the money,"
"We want to buy some fancy lingerie.We want it REAL bad."
He said indignantly, "That is pure vanity and you should be punished severely.
Fortunately for you I can't hit hard because I don't want to leave marks your
parents may see."
That was a relief for me and I said," I know. We have already agreed to take
them naked if you want that."
He said, "Oh you will be naked alright and it will not be with my hand. Wait
here."
He went into another room and came back with the whip we had seen in the store.
Then he handed it to me and said,"Do you still want to go through with it?"
I felt the thongs and even thouugh there were six of themm they were much
thinner than Dad's belt so I said,"I guess it will be okay."
I handed the whip to Trish and she said," This is going to hurt like Hell but if
Barbie does it I will."
"Good. There is another thing. You girls struggled like crazy over a little butt
spanking so you will have to be tied for this so you won't run around. Still
want to go for it?"
Trish said,"I don't know. That sounds scary."
I remembered years ago when I played "Spy" with my boy cousins. I would hide but
they always found me then they would tie me up and search me for microfilm. Even
though I wasn't naked, being tied while they ran their hands under my shirt and
skirt was very exciting
I said,"Come on Trish. He said he would not hit hard. It may be easier not
having to concentrate on being still."
Trish said hesitantly, "Well okay if you will."
He grinned and said, "Fine. Take off all your clothes. Shoes too."
Even though he had seen me naked slipping off the shoes then taking off
everything was really embarrassing Both Trish and I were blushing.
I thought he was going to make us stand in front of him naked forever while we
blushed and fidgited under his stare.
Then he said,"You girls look beautiful naked. I don't want to forget this. Hold
on."
He went in the other room and came back with a polaroid camera.
I said alarmed,"Omygod. Pictures? You won't show them to anyone will you?"
"No these will be just for me."
At first it wasn't too bad. He posed us in glamorous poses like in magazines and
we kind of felt like,you know, supermodels, but then he had us pose with our
legs open to make us blush and feel slutty. Finally he said, "Okay. put your
thumbs in your pussy and pull the lips way open. I want to see inside."
Trish snapped her legs shut and said,"That is just too slutty!"
"He said, "Okay. Get dressed and go home. This is the last picture on the roll."
I said,"Trish. We can't quit now. We are too close."
Trish said reluctantly, "Okay but this is the last."
We put our thumbs in our slits and pulled them open until it was hurting before
he was satisfied and the flash went off."
We looked at each other knowing this was the worst humiliation ever.
He said I will get some stuff for your spanking."
He left and came back with three dishtowels and a bunch of rope. He had us hold
our wrists together then wrapped and tied the dishtowel around them saying,
"This will keep the rope from chafing your wrists."
He tied the rope tightly to the towel then took a plant from a hook in the
ceiling and put it aside. I had thought it was strange to have a plant hanging
in the middle of his living room.
He put the rope over the hook and pulled down on it to pull us up tight then he
tied the end to the leg of a big cabinet.
He pulled my left ankle and Tris's right together and wrapped another towel
around them. Then did the same to our other ankle. He tied ropes to our ankles
and pulled our legs apart so now just our toes were on the floor. Trish and I
blushed since our boobs and bellies were now rubbing on each other.
He said,"I have to protect your sensitive parts."
I didn't know what he was talking about but then he came back in with some soft
white rope he tied tightly around my waist just above my hipbones then ran the
rope between my legs and pulled it through the rope around my waist so tight I
gasped as it pushed on my clit and anus. He tied it there and then he did the
same to Trish. She also gasped when it tightened and I had found my slightest
movement caused the rope to rub on my clit.
He hit my ass with the whip. I flinched at the sting and felt the rope jerk on
my clit. He hit Trish and she jumped to make our boobs rub together. Then he hit
my right thigh making the tips splat against my inner thigh to really sting and
make me struggle which moved the rope and rubbed my nipples on Trish. Trish
struggled too when she was hit. Then he hit my left thigh so high I felt the top
thong slide by my pussy lips. I struggled again and so did Trish when she was
hit.
Then he hit upwards between my legs to make the tips dig into my pubic bone.
Thank God my clit was protected but it still stung bad and I was still moving
when Trish got hit to jam her pussy into mine.
He kept to that pattern for the rest of the spanking and I know it is hard to
believe but the stings to my inner thighs and pussy and the rope and rubbing on
Trish's now sweaty body excited me so much I began having orgasms and strained
to rub my pussy on hers to press the rope into my clit."
He just stood there watching us rub on each other awhile till we settled down
then began taking off the ropes. When we were loose we were so weak we just sat
on the floor panting as he said,"God I wish I had a video camera."
That made us moan as we thought about him watching us over and over. When we
calmed down we dressed and he gave Trish the money saying, "Don't come back
until the first of the month. You have used up my cash."
Trish blushed and said, "We will never be back."
I wasn't so sure. The experience had given me the greatest orgasm of my life.
Masturbation would be tame now.
On the way to the store Trish said, "Oh God. I feel so slutty. That is the worst
thing I have ever done."
I said, "Yeah and you know what was really terrible?"
"What?"
"It made me cum so hard I thought I might faint."
"Oh God. Thank you for telling me. I did too. I thought I was some kind of wierd
pervert."
"I don't think so. The combination of the rope rubbing on our clits, our boobs
rubbing on each other and the stings should turn on any girl."
"Yeah. Maybe but what other girls would let him do that."
"You have a point."
My pussy was still stinging a little so I couldn't get my mind off the
experience and I think the same was happening to Trish because we didn't say
another word till we got to the store.
The clerk was reading another magazine. She just looked up briefly and waved
then went back to her magazine. On the way to the panties I noticed a big rack
of magazines. Many of them had naked girls tied up and one had a girl tied as we
had been. I pointed it out to Trish who giggled.
We picked out the panties then paid for them.The clerk said, "Is this all. We
have a lot of stuff."
I told her that was all we wanted but truthfully I wished I had enough money for
that magazine.
We walked back to my house and took off Mom's clothes then inspected each others
asses and pussies. Wer were both amazed that the red now just looked like a
light sunburn. Then we tried on all our new panties and agreed we looked real
sexy in them except it was going to take a while to get used to the string
rubbing on our assholes.
Trish had to dress and leave in order to get home in time for dinner. It was
Friday so we agreed we could hardly wait until Monday so we could show Buffy our
new panties.
Naturally my folks were gone so I went downstairs in just the pretty panties to
see what Mom had left me. I warmed it up and sat at the table noticing the hard
chair was bringing back a tingle to my butt. That reminded me of the spanking so
I went upstairs and posed in the mirror in the position we had been in to see
what he had seen. It was pretty much everything and holding the pose made me
think more of the spanking so I took off my panties and masturbated until I went
to sleep.
since I went to sleep so early I woke early and got up to try on all three
panties and decided to wear the red pair Monday since they seemed sexiest. I
called Trish and she agreed she would wear red too. I asked her if she was sore
from the spanking and she said,"No that is strange. It hurt like hell and I was
sure I would be sore but I only have a few pink lines now that kinda tingle when
I feel them."
I giggled and said,"I'll bet you feel them a lot. Huh?"
She giggled and said,"You too? It is kind of exciting isn't it."
I admitted it was and then said, "I wonder what he would do if we went back to
him?"
That started all kinds of speculation like him spanking our boobs and even maybe
our pussies and that he may pinch us with clothespins or even stick needles in
us. At each imagined scene we would say "Oh that would be terrible! or "No way."
but I noticed she was breathing faster and guessed she was rubbing her pussy
like me. I didn't want to get carried away since my folks would be up any moment
so I told her I had to make breakfast and hung up.
I put on my cotton panties, a sports bra, a fairly long skirt and a bulky
sweater to keep my mind off all my sexy places then went down to make coffee,
bacon and eggs and pancakes. One of the few things I knew how to cook.
It was done about ten AM their normal get up time so I knocked on their door and
said, "Get up sleepyheads. Breakfast is ready."
In a few minutes they came out in their bathrobes. Mom looked at me suspiciously
and said,"Allright. What did you do? You only make us breakfast when you feel
guilty about something."
Dad said,"Yeah. Last time it was a bad report card."
I said, "No. Really I haven't done anything. I just got up early and was bored."
It was true though. I knew normal girls wouldn't let themselves be humiliated
and even whipped just to get into a club to be able to show off.
After breakfast they went to their bedroom to dress while I cleaned the dishes.
I was just drying the last dish when Mom came boiling out of the room in just
panties and bra yelling, "Barbie! You have been digging around in my clothes. My
dresses aren't hung right, My shoes aren't in place and mky undie drawer is
messed up. You know we told you to stay out of our room."
Dad was just in pants showing his big hairy chest and he said sternly,"You know
what happened to you last time."
I knew alright. Once while they went for a walk I got curious about their
bedroom since they always kept the door closed. I went in and didn't see
anything unusual until I looked at their bedside table and saw a book called
"The Kama Sutra." I opened it to see gobs of pictures of people making love in
all kinds of positions. I became so fascinated by the pictures and text I didn't
hear them come back until the door jerked open and they saw me sitting on the
bed with the book open on my lap. Jesus you would have thought I robbed from
them or something.
Dad gave me a "Willing Three" spanking with his belt. You may never have heard
of this since I think it is his own invention. It takes forever and it is both
humiliating and very painful. In Willing one. I have to stand sideways to him
and take off my skirt. Then he says, "Why are you taking off your skirt? I have
to say, "So you can spank my thighs."
He gives me five spanks to the front of my thighs and five to the back
alternating and ending up at the hem of my panties. Then I have to take off my
panties. He says,"Why have you taken off your panties? By then I am crying and
sob, "So you can spank my bottom and front." Fortunately my thighs protect my
pussy except the last one just below my pubic bone but it really hurts bad.
Then I have to open my legs real wide. He says,"Why are your legs open?" By then
I am really crying and blubber,"So you can hit the tender inner thighs." That
really hurts especially the last two that pinch my pussy lips."
The worst things are I have to say,"May I have another." As if I wanted it and
also I have to stay still for it. If I move out of position he will start over
and I know eight, nine, and ten will be the hardest.
I knew I was in trouble and said,"Please Daddy. May I have an "Over twenty or
even thirty."
"Overs" are bad since my butt is also bare but in them I lean over the back of
the couch and Mom holds onto my wrists so I don't have to worry about getting
out of position as stings go up my thighs and butt and then back down again
until it is just a big burning throb.
He said sternly, "You are getting a "Willing Five." It didn't take genius to
know that now my tummy and back and boobies would be hit.
Then to my shock and dismay Mom said,"It really embarrasses her to have people
watch her get punished. I'll bet your brother Jim and his boys would enjoy it."
That would be terrible. I remembered when they were allowed to watch an "Over
thirty." It had hurt so much toward the end that I began to kick and dance. I
thought I would die of embarrassment when one of the boys laughed and said,
"Great! Her dance is making her pussy wink."
I said in panic. "Please don't. I'll take a "Wiiling six and and an over twenty
if you don't have them over."
Dad said, "Good idea. It must really embarrass her to offer to take that much
more punishment."
Uncle Jim's wife had left him with the boys for no doubt a good reason. Any time
they came over she had to let herself down on chairs real easy. I hated my
cousins They were 14 and 15 and every time they came over they would flip up my
skirt to look at my panties and sometimes give my butt a spank or two for no
reason. When I would complain the adults would just laugh and say,"Boys will be
boys." That just encouraged them. I would run and hide from them but they always
found me.
I got on my knees and begged and pleaded but it didn't do any good. He called
Uncle Jim and the short call indicated they were anxious to come.
Dad had me stand in front of the couch to wait for them. The wait was pure Hell
knowing I would soon be hurt and humiliated.
In about fifteen minutes the boys ran in, looking at me with big smirks on their
faces then ran into the kitchen to get cokes and sat on the couch as if they
were going to watch a movie.
The first two moves were as I described above. I was hoping I would be hidden by
Dad for my inner thighs but the boys jumped up to stand by his side for a good
view.
It took all my nerve to stay still for nine and ten that pinched my pussy lips
to my thigh. Jimmmy jr said excitedly"Wow! that must have hurt!" but the little
bastard was grinning rather than feel sorry for me.
I took off my blouse and "Jimmy said,"This should beat off some of that baby
fat."
That hurt my feelings since I was proud of my flat tummy.
Thank God I found my back and tummy were not nearly as sensitive as my inner
thighs but it still hurt and I saw I was now red from just below my boobs to mid
thigh.
Then he changed things, He said,"Ask me nicely if you can take off your bra so I
can spank your boobies."
The pain and humiliation had really gotten to me by then and I was crying so
hard I had to blubber, "May I please take off my bra so you can spank my
boobies."
He said,"Yes," and as I took it off Johnnie the little bastard, although knowing
Dad made me say that, laughed and said,"She really wants it."
I blushed so hard I am sure my face was as red as my tummy.
He had me stretch up my arms which lifted my boobs and began hitting. It haurt
so much on my boobs I hardly noticed the ones to my back and then the third went
acrooss both nipples. It hurt so much I instinctively brought down my hannds to
protect and console them.
Dad watched me rub them awhile and said,"You know what this means?"
I sobbed,"Yes."
"Alright. Ask me."
I moaned,"Oh God. Please give me five more on my boobs."
Johnny yelled,"She really does want them."
Just as I feared the last two went across my sensitive nipples but I was braced
for it and managed to keep my arms up in spite of the breath taking pain."
Dad had me stand there panting and sweating for awhile. I blinked back tears to
see the boys grinning and pointing out welts. I thought they were really mean.
They should have felt sorry for me. When I had calmed a little Dad said I could
go to my room. I ran up to it and jumped into bed in the foetal position and
bawled and bawled. My skin was still hot and stinging so in a little while I got
up and poured a cool bath to sink in to it feeling the heat and stings subside.
Suddenly the door jrrked open and the boys jumped in grinning.
I quickly covered my boobs with my arm and put my hand over my pussy as I
yelled,"Get Out!
Jimmy giggled and said," We are here to help you. Your Mom gave us some salve
for your welts."
"Okay give it to me and get out!"
"No. You can't reach all of them. Your Mom said we should put it on you."
I didn't believe that for a minute but I really wanted that salve so I stood up
continuing to hide my boobs and pussy.
Johnnie began rubbing it on my butt and thighs while Jimmy rubbed my tummy and
boobs as much as he could with my arm and hand in the way. It felt wonderful.
Soon I forgot the stings and felt excitement rising. I moaned then dropped my
hands to my sides so he could get to my tingling nipples and pussy. Excitement
continued to grow and I loved it when Johnnie brought his hands around me to rub
it on my nipples while Jimmie rubbed the tingling lips of my pussy.
Just as I was getting super excited Jimmie laughed and said," I told you she was
a slut. Her pussy is wet and slimy."
That pissed me off and I grabbed a towel to cover my self and yelled,"Get out
you little bastards."
They laughed as they left and I felt horribly humiliated since I must be a slut.
I went to bed but couldn't go to sleep as I thought about Uncle Dick's and Dads
spanking, Finally I masturbated which put me right to sleep.
End part 2
