My Sexual Evolution

My Sexual Evolution

By Christine

christine33113@yahoo.com

PART 9 – A Kidnapping and some Submissive Lesbian Training

You will recall from Part 8 that Lisa spent the night of August 12, 2000, at my house. Earlier that afternoon we were surprised and had a lot of fun being introduced to; new more comfortable ways of being tied up with rope; new bondage equipment, what it felt like with shaved pussies, and learned how to eat pussy. We had persuaded Ashley to come over Sunday afternoon after dinner the next day. We were going to tie her up and shave her pussy, before we introduced her to pussy eating, the penis gag and the strap-on. However, before getting into that, there was that lingering legal and moral issue of our Mothers eating our pussies, and vice-versa.

Let me start out by saying that virtually everything we had been doing sexually, with either guys or girls, was illegal in California unless everyone was at least 18. Of course the sex was illegal, but all the other sexual games we played would undoubtedly fall under deviant sexual behavior or sexual assault. The thing was that not a cop in the State of California would do anything about it, unless they witnessed it, or it was reported to them as a crime. Neither Lisa nor I were going to stop having sex and playing sex games. In fact, we decided that we would continue to eat each other's pussy, and eat the pussies of any other girls who wanted to play that way, but maybe not as often as the other stuff. For an all out female-female pussy eating bondage afternoon, maybe every few months was often enough? OK, Lisa and I were probably sexually depraved, but it felt so good and the orgasms were mind blowing. Besides, our Moms were so good at it. We decided that we would continue to play pussy eating bondage games, with our Mothers, whenever they wanted to get together. We savored the idea of playing with older more experienced women. Undoubtedly, we would learn and experience new things and find out more about our own sexuality.

A Surprise for Ashley -

When Ashley arrived that afternoon, the 3 of us stripped down to our panties. Lisa and I wore black ones so that Ashley couldn't see that our pussies were shaved. We demonstrated and then practiced tying each other up using the new rope techniques. Next, we introduced Ashley to the padded leather cuffs. After she tried the individual wrist and ankle cuffs, we left her ankles clipped together and put the cuffs on her that locked her wrists crossed behind her back. We had her and it was time to put our plan into action. First, I blindfolded her, and Lisa stuffed a ballgag deep into her large mouth. When it was securely buckled in place, Ashley could only grunt unintelligibly. We took off her ankle cuffs and marched her into my bedroom in the guest apartment and sat her on a towel on the edge of the bed. We pushed her down onto her back and frog-tied her legs. To prevent her from flailing her legs around, we tied a rope around each of her legs, just above the knee, and tied her legs spread wide open to the side rails of the bed. Ashley only moaned a little into her ballgag, as if to inquire what we were going to do next. The poor girl had no clue what was coming, but her pussy was already wet with anticipation.

I had everything ready. With a comb and scissors, I adroitly clipped all of her pussy hairs as short as possible. Then, I lathered her up, with foam shaving cream, and using the safety razor, carefully scraped every hair off her beautiful 16 year old pussy. Lisa cleaned her up with a warm washcloth, dried her off and applied lotion to the newly shaved areas. I wasted no time in giving Ashley what she had wanted to try last December. I whispered, "Pay attention and enjoy!" Her pussy juices were starting to flow and her pussy lips were open and turning reddish pink. When I was in control, I liked to start by licking the inner thigh and perineum, before concentrating on her pussy. Even before my tongue hit her pussy, Ashley was softly moaning into her ballgag. She tasted so sweet and fresh. I licked and kissed and sucked her pussy, lapping up her free flowing juices, and even sucked her beautiful large labia lips. I tongue fucked her and explored the inner walls of her love tunnel with my tongue, but I stopped when I feared she would come, before I was ready to let her. Even though we tied her legs securely, Lisa had to straddle Ashley's stomach and hold her down, because she humped and thrashed wildly when I started on her clit. I teased her little nub twice, just to the edge of orgasm. It wasn't clear if the sounds coming through her gag were pleading or swearing. I finally captured her clit with my lips and drew and sucked it longer and longer until she came. I never stopped sucking and gave Ashley no chance to come down. While I continued to suck her now elongated and engorged clit, I flicked its tip with my tongue until she had a 2nd mammoth orgasm.

When I stepped back from between Ashley's legs, Lisa got right down to business. I straddled Ashley's stomach and played with her breasts while Lisa resumed Ashley's inaugural pussy licking. From the ruckus under me, it seemed that Ashley was coming all the time. Eventually, I removed the blindfold and saw that Ashley's eyes were becoming glazed over, and signaled Lisa to stop. I removed the gag while Lisa freed Ashley's legs. It took her quite some time to recover. When she could speak, she said, "OH FUCK that was so much more incredible than I ever expected it could be!" I asked her, "Are you ready to eat Lisa's and my pussies?" "Bring 'em on," was Ashley's reply, "I've waited 8 months to eat your pussy, Christine!" I climbed on the bed and straddled Ashley's face. She gave me a long slow lick, along my slit, as if to sample what I tasted like. Seemingly satisfied, Ashley enthusiastically went to work on my pussy. She has a somewhat large, but sensuous mouth, and a really long tongue. Once she thoroughly licked me and got my juices flowing, she went right for my love tunnel. I bore down on her face, as Ashley tongue fucked me just to the brink of orgasm. She licked around the inside of my vagina and easily found my g-spot. She knew what to do. With the tip of her tongue, she rubbed that mystical spot until I uttered a great moan of relief and squirted all over Ashley's mouth and face. I felt my clit yearning and throbbing. It stuck out for the taking, and when I shifted my position, Ashley took my clit in her mouth. She licked and sucked my swollen appendage through 2 colossal orgasms. It was all I could do to roll off Ashley's face and recover on the bed.

I caught up with them in the great room. Lisa was sitting on the edge of the coffee table and Ashley was kneeling and eating her out. We kept Ashley's wrists cuffed behind her for the next couple hours or so. I got the double strap-on out and put in on Ashley, with one of the big vibrators buzzing inside Ashley's pussy on low. Next, I got the 6" penis gag and buckled it into Ashley's mouth. I affixed an 8-1/2" dildo to the front of Ashley's penis gag and laid her flat on her back on the floor. It was just yesterday when I was in this position and could do nothing except closely watch Abby fuck herself on that 8-1/2" dildo right in front of my nose. This was something that I really wanted to try. I straddled Ashley's face and eased myself down on the dildo. I slowly fucked myself on that phallus and played with my nipples, while Ashley got the bird's eye view. When I felt an orgasm building, I got the bulbous head of the dildo to rub my g-spot, while I used my fingers to rub my clit, and again my pussy juices gushed all over Ashley's face when I came.

I got Ashley up into a kneeling position and I knelt in front of her. Her wrists were still cuffed behind her back and the 8-1/2" dildo dripping with my pussy juices protruded from her penis gag. First, I gave that dildo a good pretend blowjob and licked all my pussy juices off of it. Next, I had Ashley stand and I removed the strap-on and vibrator that had been buzzing in her pussy all this time, and licked and cleaned Ashley's pussy juices off the vibrator. Finally, with Ashley standing and her legs spread, I knelt in a Submissive position, with my hands clasped behind my back, and ate Ashley's hot juicy dripping pussy. While this was going on, Lisa had put the strap-on on herself and mounted a somewhat different shaped 8-1/2" dildo. Lisa had us line up and bend over the back of a sofa. Lisa did me first, and I think she took unusual pleasure in teasing and fucking my pussy. She took her time working it inside me, but when it was all the way in, Lisa bent over my back and played with my breasts and nipples, while I thrust my hips back and forth at the monster impaling me. Eventually, Lisa teased and fucked me ever so slowly, often pausing and resting just the dildo's head inside my pussy. When she finally got around to fucking me fast and hard, I came rather quickly. Lisa pulled out without giving me a 2nd orgasm. Lisa turned her attention to Ashley's nicely rounded ass and waiting pussy. I got the other strap-on and affixed both an internal and external flexible penis vibrator to it. When Lisa finished with Ashley, I told her to take off her strap-on and bend over the back of the sofa. One good fucking deserves another. I turned both vibrators up to high and gave it to Lisa doggie-style.

I had a bit of a head start from the residual tingling from Lisa just doing me. I came first and pulled completely out of Lisa to enjoy my orgasm. Then, I rammed the buzzing vibrator all the way into Lisa's pussy, bent over her back, and gave her breasts and nipples a little rougher tweaking than she gave me. By now, we were both moaning and panting. I started fucking her pussy, with a vibrator turned to high, and she came almost immediately. But, I continued hammering her pussy, until I shrieked and came again, and collapsed onto Lisa's back. As the 2 of us stood there quivering and gasping, with both vibrators continuing their buzzing on high in our pussies, we each came again! That did Lisa in and she declared that she was going to take a long shower. I momentarily turned both vibrators off, collected Ashley and took off the 6" penis gag that she had been wearing for quite some time. We went into my bedroom. I got Ashley on her back near the center of the bed and had her spread her legs. I turned both vibrators back on high, climbed on top of Ashley and guided the external flexible vibrator into Ashley's pussy. When it was in up to the hilt, I settled down on top of her. We lay still, pussy to pussy, tits to tits and mouth to mouth. I began kissing Ashley. We kissed and moaned while our bodies succumbed to the vibrators. The sounds of our orgasms were muffled in each other's mouths. After 2 orgasms apiece, I climbed off and removed my strap-on.

I released Ashley's wrists from the padded leather cuffs. She had been cuffed for over 3 hours and her wrists were only a little red from straining and struggling. As we showered together and got dressed, Ashley talked non-stop about her experiences of that afternoon. We joined Lisa in the kitchen area of the great room and helped clean the equipment we had used. We never used our new nipple clamps on Ashley or showed her our new thongs. Ashley was so excited that she wanted to setup a date to play again. However, after 2 straight days of pussy eating bondage sex games, Lisa and I thought that we should wait a few months before doing it again. School was starting soon and I was hot to get laid by 3 or 4 of my boyfriends before that 1st school bell rang. We decided that the new rope tying techniques and the padded leather cuffs could gradually be introduced to the guys and girls. But, the ballgags, penis gags and strap-ons would remain our secret, until sometime in the future, when the girls got together to play. The next day at cheerleader practice Lisa, Ashley and I shocked the other girls with our shaved pussies. However, by the end of that week, Brittany and Stephanie were also shaved bare down there.

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On the afternoon of August 17, Lisa and I took 2 cars and drove the cheerleaders to get their pictures taken in their bikinis. I had mentioned earlier that Lisa's father owned a graphic arts and design business. His shop was on a corner and I had been in the graphics shop a couple times. What I didn't know was that around the corner in the same building was a photographic studio set up to take professional photos of the girls. My fame as a model had waned over the course of my freshman year. I really didn't want to try and sell more autographed pictures of myself again. Besides my perception that I had a great personality and looked pretty hot/cute/sexy, I did have loads of friends. Now, I was probably best known at school for (in the following order) –

1.  Being a cheerleader

2.  The RUMORED and factual sexual things and games my friends and I did and played.

3.  My baseball playing.

4.  Being a model

5.  Being Freshman Class President

As Captain and Assistant Captain of the JV cheerleader squad, Lisa and Ashley decided that we would do small posters of ourselves in bikinis and sell them. They had measured the lockers at school and determined that an 18" X 24" standard sized sheet would fit perfectly taped on the inside of a locker door. The poster paper was to be of a lesser quality than the paper I used for my autographed 8" X 10" model photos last year. Actually, the posters would cost us slightly less than what Lisa and I paid for my autographed model photos. We used the changing rooms to get into our bikinis and fix our hair and makeup. One of the photographers took 3-4 shots of all 8 of us. Each cheerleader proofed their digital images and selected one to use. Once that was accomplished, each of us signed a white blank card. Our autographs would be superimposed at the bottom of our posters and printed. We ordered 100 posters for each of us and would sell them for $3.00 each or a set of all 8 of us for $20.00. We could reorder more in lots of 50 of the same cheerleader. Lisa had the finished products before the 1st day of school. During the month of September, she ran an ad every Friday in the weekly school newspaper, using her photo to promote poster sales. But, I am getting a little ahead of myself here.

Cheerleader Initiations –

One of our new freshman cheerleaders, Brittany, was cousins with Jackie, who was our cheerleader Assistant Captain last year. Lisa and Ashley had made arrangements with Jackie's aunt to use the same house, out in the country, for the 2nd part of this year's cheerleader initiation. School was starting this year with a 1/2 day orientation on Monday, August 28th. Lisa scheduled the traditional cheerleader initiation for Thursday, August 24, 2000. Let me say a word here about initiations, or the more nasty word "hazing." I believe they will continue to occur, especially at colleges, despite being banned. I only have experiences with high school cheerleader initiations and college sorority initiations. There is something to be said for bonding with your fellow "sisters," brothers or teammates. A little embarrassment and humiliation goes a long way in building character. As long as the initiation does not torture, maim or permanently mark one's body, it's fine with me. As for mental anguish or trauma, I say suck it up and get a life. If you are going to join any team or organization that is known for initiations, you are going to have to go through a ritual or ceremony that might entail some fun at your expense. Millions of men and women have experienced them over the years with only fond memories. At any rate, the 1st part of our annual cheerleader initiation could not have occurred without the knowledge and tacit approval of the Coaches.

On that Thursday morning, the JV football practice ended early. The entire team jogged single file by our cheerleader practice area, with what I now recognized as knowing smiles on many of their faces, on their way to their locker room. Soon 5 hot cheerleaders would be servicing some of their cocks. Our practice broke up about 1/2 hour later and our Coach magically disappeared. In our locker room, Lisa ordered Meagan, Beth, Rhonda, Brittany and Stephanie to take off their cheer leader jerseys and skirts. She gave them 10 minutes to wash up and fix their hair and makeup. Then, we tied their hands behind their backs, and blindfolded and gagged each of them. Ashley and I assembled them near our locker room door while Lisa went across the hall to see if the guys were ready. Their regulation red bras and panties covered more than any bikini they owned. I noticed that our 2 freshmen cheerleader minxes had stuffed their bras with Kleenex. I had never seen the inside of the guy's locker room, because during last year's initiation I was blindfolded while in there. On Lisa's signal I led Brittany and Stephanie into the guy's locker room and paraded them up and down the rows of lockers. Both of the shameless flirts wiggled their asses every time they got their butts or tits pinched, getting cheers from the guys.

The guys had showered and were in the process of getting dressed for lunch. Some were half dressed, some wore only their boxers and many just had a towel around them. I noticed that their locker room was maybe twice as large as ours, but the girls only had small teams, like volleyball, basketball and baseball. We gathered in a clear space where most of the guys could see the bound girls. Lisa told them to slowly turn around and wiggle their butts, bringing appreciative cheers from the guys. Lisa got the guys quiet and announced, "These 5 girls haven't had any lunch yet, and they're craving to have some wieners." "Any of you guys got any wieners? Pandemonium broke out and a few guys whipped out their wieners. We paraded the 5 girls back to our locker room. On the way out, Lisa and Ashley pointed at guys, beckoning the chosen ones to follow. In a clear area of our locker room, the girls were ordered to kneel on the carpeted floor and we removed their gags. The guys lined up for their traditional blowjobs, and Lisa decided who got done by which girl. There were 15 in all this year and each girl had to do 3 BJs. None of the guys needed any help in getting it up. When they finished only a little cum was noticeable on the carpeted floor.

When that was over, everyone was released; we all showered and got dressed to go out to eat. Just like last year, we had a nice lunch at the same restaurant and Lisa got the key to the house. Once there, everyone got naked and assembled in the backyard under that huge horizontal Eucalyptus tree branch. The 5 girls were strung up, with their wrists tied overhead to the branch, and all but Brittany stood in one of the dirt depressions from previous swings. The hose from the house quickly turned the dirt to cold mud, and 4 of the cheerleaders were ankle deep in the goop. Brittany hung standing on her toes towards the end of the branch standing in some grass. She got a liberal spraying of cold water. Lisa produced the ceremonial cheerleader paddle, and Lisa, Ashley and I gave each of the girls 3 solid whacks on their cute little asses. Stephanie and Brittany looked obviously aroused after the paddling, but Lisa used a finger to personally check each girl's pussy. Next came the mud coating up their legs up to their pussies. I carried handfuls of cold wet mud to coat Brittany's legs. Lisa came out of the house with a blender pitcher full of a smelly puke like Substance. That was rubbed into the girl's hair. Finally, the bowls of mayonnaise and tomato paste (representing our school colors) were brought out. We coated 1/2 their bodies red, and 1/2 white, right down to their pussies and over their ass cheeks. There they stood hanging in the sun looking nothing like hot cheerleaders.

Lisa paced up and down in front of the girls conducting their interrogations. We pretty much knew everything about each of the girl's sexual proclivities and boyfriends already. When Lisa asked each if they had eaten pussy, Meagan, Beth and Rhonda said NO and had no interest in trying that. Although Brittany and Stephanie had not done it, each expressed an interest in maybe trying it. Those 14 year old girls, soon to turn 15, were already on the pill and having sex. I thought they'd try and do anything! This year we had sponges, shampoo and shower gel to cleanup the girls. I manned the hose and sprayed Meagan and Beth with warm water. As Lisa and Ashley washed them, I rinsed them off. The 2 girls were released, given a towel and taken into the house. I knew they'd get the full treatment in a bed. Lisa told me that I had Brittany all to myself and would have to do the rest of her initiation outdoors. Lisa said that Brittany's cousin, Jackie, suggested that Brittany should be forced to come 4-5 times. I washed and rinsed Brittany's hair and body, with as hot a water temperature that she could stand, and then did some areas a 2nd time. Her hot little body was a warm pink color as I dried her off. I had just fingered Brittany's pussy and inserted a small vibrator inside her easy eager vagina, when Lisa and Ashley came out for Rhonda and Stephanie. Again, I manned the hose while Lisa and Ashley washed them off. When the 2 remaining girls were relatively clean, they were released and taken into the house. Lisa told me that I would have at least an hour to play with Brittany.

When I returned my attention to Brittany, she had clenched her legs together and was enjoying the low buzzing of the vibrator I had left in her. I wanted to thoroughly test her. I started by making out. No, not the inexperienced early teen making out, but deep prolonged kissing. I positioned my pussy up against hers. I wrapped one arm around her back crushing her tits against mine. My other arm went around her back and my hand went up to hold her head. We kissed long and hard. Within a few minutes, she was breathing heavily. I wouldn't let her come up for air. Instead, I held her in one long kiss after another. I sucked her tongue voraciously and fucked her mouth with my tongue. I never let her have more than a couple seconds to gasp in some air. After about 15 minutes, Brittany was in survival mode. She was mewing, almost whining continuously. She had surrendered and her mouth was open letting me plunder it at will. I ravaged her mouth for another 5 minutes or so, thinking she could take no more. When I finally broke it off, I noticed that the vibrator that had been inside Brittany's pussy was lying on the grass.

I got the largest vibrator of those left for me on the washtub tray up against the house. I kicked Brittany's legs apart and found pussy juices running down her thighs. The vibrator easily slipped into her love canal. I cranked it up to high and fucked her with it non-stop. While I sucked and gnawed and pulled her nipples, until they were close to being raw, Brittany had 2 enormous orgasms. Her legs quivered precariously and she moaned pitifully. NO MERCY, I said to myself. I wanted to see what she had. While I continued to fuck Brittany with the vibrator on high, I used my fingers to tease and stimulate her inflamed wanting clit until she had her 3rd orgasm. Brittany's 4th orgasm was not very long in coming. As she hung there, seemingly spent, her body convulsed uncontrollably and was covered in sweat. I removed the vibrator from her pussy and exchanged it for the pink 12" monster measuring dildo. When Brittany saw it, she screamed, "YOU'RE NOT GOING TO PUT THAT THING IN ME?!?!" I only smiled. It took a few pushes, but the monster dildo finally slid into Brittany's cunt. I worked it in, up to the 6" mark, and left it sit while I released the rope holding her wrists tied above her head. There was a picnic table in the shade on the other side of the Eucalyptus tree. I led Brittany over to the table, and she had to walk with the monster dildo inside her.

I sat her on the end of the picnic table, pushed her onto her back and tied her arms stretched overhead to one of the legs below the table's surface. Brittany looked a little apprehensive, but I said, "Relax, I'm not going to hurt you." "I'm going to find out how big a cock you can take." I had her raise her legs and hold them back, with her knees bent, so that I could stand between them. I worked the monster dildo in and out a few times and was satisfied that Brittany was still providing plenty of lubrication. I pushed it deeper, 6",……7",…..8". Brittany was enjoying it, moaning gently and rocking her hips. "We're at 8" now," I said, "Let me know when it touches your cervix." I pushed the monster dildo in slowly now, 8-1/4",…..8-1/2",…..8-3/4",…..9". Brittany said, "THERE, I feel it touching something!" She seemed pleased, when I told her it went in a full 9"! How could a young 14 year old pussy take a 9" cock! As I pulled the monster dildo out of Brittany's pussy, the wanton girl moaned and whined, "Aren't you going to fuck me with it?" I had thought about it briefly, but decided that I didn't want to risk doing any damage to such a beautiful young 14 year old pussy. Instead, I thought, why not give her a little tease.

I held her thighs apart, bent over and gave Brittany's gaping wet pussy a sweet kiss. She gasped, but said nothing more as I licked her slit several times. MY GOD did that young pussy taste sweet! I teased her inner thighs and perineum, with my tongue, before returning to her pussy. Her pussy flower was totally unfurled and her love hole stared wide open, just waiting for my tongue. My saliva was not necessary. My tongue scooped up some of her oozing love juices prior to each lick of her pussy lips. Brittany had been gasping the whole time, too stunned to utter any other sounds or words. Everytime my tongue licked her, she gasped, I’m sure it was from the bewildering and delicious sensations she was experiencing. Her love hole was an inviting target, and after swirling my tongue around it for a couple minutes, I plunged it in. I tongue fucked Brittany for a few minutes and this got her hips thrusting and moans of pleasure finally escaped from her mouth. I noticed her swollen pink clit that seemed to twitch or throb at the rate of her heartbeat. I couldn't resist the urge to tease that beautiful sensitive nub. I withdrew my tongue from Brittany's vagina, without doing any probing for her g-spot, and gave her clit a few long slow licks. "Your initiation is over and you passed!" I announced as I stood up and kissed her fast and hard on her mouth, giving her a good taste of her own pussy juices. Brittany gasped out, "Aren't you going to make me come?" I just smiled and shook my head, no.

I untied the rope under the table that held her arms stretched over her head. I got her up and led her into the house by her bound wrists. We went into the kitchen, through the living room and into the 1st bedroom. Stephanie was tied naked and spread-eagle to the bed, and Ashley and Beth were working her over with a number of vibrators. I took Brittany into the bathroom, freed her bound wrists and told her to take her time showering. Once finished, she would find her clothes where she left them in the living room and get dressed. This year, as the initiators, Lisa, Ashley and I had to cleanup the house and put it back the way we found it. I went to the other bathroom, took a quick shower, without washing my hair, and cleaned the shower while I was in it. I fixed my hair and put on my makeup, and then cleaned the toilet (ugh) and bathroom sink. When I came out, I declared the bathroom clean and off limits. While Lisa, Rhonda and Beth had moved to the 1st bedroom and bathroom, I stripped the linens off the bed in the 2nd bedroom. I remade the bed with fresh linens and placed the used ones in the washing machine. Eventually, everyone was cleaned, showered and dressed, and the house was restored to the immaculate condition we found it in. Lisa dropped the key off at the restaurant on the way home. In my car, Brittany, Stephanie, Rhonda and I reminisced about the initiation all the way home.

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I want to take a little time to touch briefly on the important things in my life that occurred during my sophomore year, before delineating any more of my sexual adventures. I considered myself heterosexual, but experimented in more lesbian bondage sex games, many of which were of a clandestine incestuous nature. I kept myself involved in student government by running for Sophomore Class Vice President and winning. You might remember our somewhat odd, but fair, election rules where sophomore girls can only run for vice president and treasurer. The guys could run for president and secretary. Next year the office eligibility would reverse. I was told by those who counted the votes that I won by a large margin. Class vice president was probably the cushiest job, but it got me on the Student Council and would be something to add to my school transcript for college.

I could go on and on about our Swing Band, but indulge me through a few paragraphs. I genuinely liked school and did well in all my classes. However, Swing Band was the most fun I ever had during my last 3 years at high school. Despite being loads of fun and thoroughly enjoyable, Swing Band was, emotionally, the most rewarding activity that I participated in during my high school career. On the 3rd Monday of every month, buses rolled in packed with a variety of different people to hear and participate in our performances. By the spring of my sophomore year, the Swing Band concerts became so popular that they were expanded to twice a month. Our concerts were last period, but often ran over up to 30 minutes due to encores. Janitors set up chairs in the gym and an area was left open that would not obstruct anyone's view, for those who wanted or were able to dance to the songs. Our band director promoted us well and soon we had a waiting list of groups wanting to attend our concerts. This is the somewhat sad part of this story. Senior citizens in retirement or nursing homes often had little to do on a day to day basis. We weren't going to solve the problem of boredom in the lives of our retired or disabled elderly people. The best that we could do was to offer them a little diversion and entertainment in their otherwise boring and hum drum lives.

We attracted ambulatory patients from nursing homes and VA facilities, retirement homes, gated retirement communities, other senior citizen groups, VFW Lodges and even active members of our Armed Forces. Since most people attending were at least 60-65 years old, we primarily sang and performed Big Band songs, but we included popular songs right up to the 1980s. Our selection of music was tailored to the age of our audiences. While we did songs from at least 15 different Big Bands, there were 2 that we featured and had the most requests for: the Tommy Dorsey Orchestra with Frank Sinatra, Jo Stafford and the Pied Pipers, and the Glenn Miller Orchestra and his music from around the beginning of WWII, which was about the time The Modernaires joined up with Miller's Band. After Glenn Miller died in a plane crash near the end of WWII, Tex Beneke took over the band and the Modernaires recorded most of Glenn Miller's most popular songs, which previously were only instrumentals. We sang some of the popular songs of the post WWII era by such stars as: Teresa Brewer, Patti Page, Dinah Shore, Kay Starr, the Andrew Sisters, Nat King Cole, Tony Martin, Frank Sinatra, Perry Como, Bing Crosby, and the Ames Brothers to name a few. Folk music and rock 'n roll seemed to evolve around the same time and we did a few songs from such singers as: Bob Dylan, Peter, Paul & Mary and other popular folk music groups, as well as Bill Haley, Buddy Holly and Elvis Presley.

The Motown sound came along, as well as the British invasion of America, led by the Beatles. We had an endless supply of popular songs to perform that our audiences could sing along to. The Swing Band members got quite a music history lesson along the way. We were able to see video clips of the actual performances going back as far as about 1940. I built up quite a collection of CDs of the music we performed. Our trio mostly harmonized and sang together, but we each got to sing solos, either as part of a song or for an entire song. Depending on our audience, when the Band played long instrumental songs, such as Glenn Miller's "In The Mood," our trio would go down in the audience and dance with some of our guests. I think one of the most requested songs we got, year after year, was the Tommy Dorsey version of the song "Marie (the dawn is breaking)" in which our Trio sang the melody and 4 or 5 band members sang the counter melody.

Although my parents were born in the early 1960s, they remembered Johnny Mathis, and still had some old LPs of his stored away in our house. Celeste told me that the girls back then nicknamed him "Johnny Mattress," because his albums were classic makeout music! My fondest memory from my 3 years in Swing Band was when we had members of the US Military in the audience. There were always young single guys, whether they were new recruits off to boot camp or orderlies accompanying veterans from a VA facility. It was always setup in advance by the commanding officer, who gave the band leader a name. Our trio had 3 chairs on stage, where we sat when not singing. Somewhere in the middle of our performance I would put my chair out in the front center of the stage, walkover to the piano, where I found a card, and read the name of a Serviceman and beckoned him up on stage. Often, we could here the commanding officer say, "Keep your hands to yourself, soldier!" It was all great fun designed to embarrass the soldier. I sat him on the chair and then sat on his lap! With a hand mic, I put my other arm around his neck and shamelessly flirted with him while I sang a love song to him. The Servicemen in the audience hooted and whistled and clapped. The poor guys always turned some shade of red in their faces. I had 2 simple Johnny Mathis love songs from the early 1960s that I sang, each accompanied only by a piano, strumming guitar and a few woodwinds playing softly in the background. Maybe you know these songs? My favorite was "It's Not For Me To Say," and the other was "Chances Are." Well, either I've bored you to death or brought back a few memories? Back to my story…..

The cheerleaders started selling their mini-posters in the sophomore locker hall on the 2nd day of school, Tuesday, August 29, even though Lisa's ad didn't appear in the school paper until Friday of that week. It was different that year, because kids could buy a poster of their favorite cheerleader, and the school wide excitement of having a model in their midsts had faded. Although, I did notice a little carryover from some guys I didn't know, who wanted posters of the model. Virtually all our sales were to freshmen and sophomore guys. However, I guess it was the thing for upperclassmen to try and date sophomore girls, so some of them bought posters and also tried to hit on us. About 50 guys bought the entire set of all 8 of us for $20.00. I had about 20-25 guys who wanted 2 posters of me (maybe one for his locker and one for his room at home?), and the other girls had a few similar request. Instead of $3.00 each, we sold them at 2 for $5.00. When our sale was over, I sold 250 posters. Lisa and Ashley each sold somewhat less than that. Our 2 freshmen cheerleaders were, of course, popular with freshmen guys and did quite well. Meagan, Beth and Rhonda were not as well known among the sophomores and sold the fewest. We wound up selling a little over 1200 posters, but not all sold at $3.00 each. After costs and other expenses, we made a little under $2,000.00 profit. It was decided to split that profit equally among the 8 of us no matter how many posters each girl sold.

God, there was so much free time in the summer for bondage sex parties and getting laid. When school started, I had to cut way back. Besides school, I had nightly homework, my part-time work for the Family Foundation, Cheerleading and after school practice, and our Swing Band trio, plus some of the musicians, would occasionally stay after school to practice. The JV cheerleaders were expected to show their support and attend the 5 Varsity home football games, but that pretty much shot the night for any other action. However, when the Varsity football team played away on Friday nights, the JV cheerleaders would play with our boyfriends. As the months passed away, more kids got their driver's licenses and cars. This greatly reduced their dependence on me for rides. Few girls got cars of their own, but had to compete for use of one of the family cars. However, it seemed that as every guy turned 16, he got a car. Unless he lived in The Heights, he got a 5-10 year old car, or sometimes even older. The guys were forever working on their cars and kept them polished and clean.

We made good use of our free time for sex. On those 5 Friday nights that fall, when the Varsity played away, we always double dated. Sometimes there were 3 couples, or even 4. Everyone liked movies and we went to the earliest evening showing, even 5:00, 5:30 or 6:00 PM, and then stop somewhere for a relatively cheap sit-down dinner. This left us several hours to go to someone's house (often mine) to play and get laid. It worked out a little better during the somewhat longer basketball season. None of our guys were on the basketball team, but the cheerleaders always had 1 Friday night or 1 Saturday night game to attend each weekend. Sunday afternoons were always reserved for some 1 on 1, 2 on 1, or 2 on 2 bondage sex games. The guys quickly adapted to the new tying techniques and the padded ankle and wrist cuffs. The other girls bought some of this equipment with part of their poster profits. It was certainly more comfortable for us. The quality of the sex got much better as the school year went on. I started inviting a guy over on a school night for a couple hours of lovemaking, without any ropes. There was a lot of mutual kissing and touching and caressing. The guys really liked my shaved pussy and spent extra time stroking the areas down there that would normally have hair. As the sex got better, I got more excited and had better orgasms. While the quantity of my orgasms may have diminished, their quality was definitely better. There was a lot of cuddling and talking between lovemaking.

I think that by the end of sophomore year I had decided that Brian and Ryan were my favorite guys to play with and have sex with. Lisa had Tyler. Ashley had Rob. Beth and Rhonda had Eric and Brandon. Meagan had Brad, and our 2 freshmen cheerleaders, Stephanie and Brittany, were still sleeping their way through the freshmen on the football team. However, whenever 2 or more sophomore couples got together, all the guys would play and have sex with all the girls.

Football Parties –

Our first football game of the season was an away game on Saturday, September 9, 2000, against our arch rivals. After the game, my spirits were devastated. Brian got hurt and would be out 2-3 weeks. We didn't just lose. We were pounded and humiliated 49-0! All the guys were in a gloomy foul mood at the party that night. Music was playing, but few people danced. More guys than usual were out on the patio drinking beer. I had no idea how the team was going to turn it around for next week and the rest of the season. Before people had a chance to go home, Lisa turned off the music and got everyone's attention. She really lit into the football team and told them to stop wallowing around in their own self loathing. She announced that after every game they won the rest of the season, the cheerleaders would reward them at the party after the game. She made it clear that an equal number of outstanding offensive and defensive players would be rewarded. With that, she left everyone hanging there, with no further explanation, and the cheerleaders left the party. I had no idea what Lisa was planning, and she told us that she'd reveal her plan after the first game we won. The following Saturday afternoon we played at home, but lost 21-7. A touchdown, with about 4 minutes left in the game, saved us from being shutout 2 weeks in a row. There was no cheerleader reward that night at the party, but the team seemed to be in better spirits and thought the team was coming together.

We finally won a game the 3rd week of the season at home. It was a hard fought 14-6 victory and the team would be expecting their reward that night at the party. In our locker room after the game, Lisa had a list and revealed her plan. Our freshmen cheerleaders, Stephanie and Brittany, would be the guinea pigs and 1st "volunteers." Stephanie and Brittany would be taken to the party blindfolded, ballgagged and with their wrists cuffed behind their backs. Their gags would be removed and each girl would have to slow dance with about 10 guys. The guys could makeout with them and feel them up. After the dancing, each girl would have to suck off 3 guys from Lisa's best performers list. Stephanie and Brittany were fine with this and thought it would be a lot of fun. Actually, we all thought it was a great idea. There were untold numbers of kids at school who had undoubtedly heard stories and rumors about the sexual games we played, but probably no more than 30-35 kids had actually witnessed any of this. The entire JV football team never attended any of these parties. Maybe an average of 50 guys, and about 25 girls, were at each party. While the parties were held in private homes, and not out in public, we were playing our games to a larger audience.

As we left after the game, Lisa shouted into the guy's locker room reminding them to be at the party no later than 8:30 PM. After dinner and getting dressed, I was at Lisa's by 8:00 PM in my car. Each of us had a pair of padded leather cuffs, ballgag and blindfold. We picked up Stephanie and Brittany. They looked so hot and sexy dressed as twins. They wore loafers, white knee socks, a short blue and white plaid pleated skirt and soft snug white short sleeved silk blouse. They had their own padded leather wrist cuffs. When we got to the party house, Lisa and I opened the back doors of my car and cuffed and gagged the girls. Ashley pulled up in her car with the other cheerleaders. As soon as we got inside the house we blindfolded the 2 girls. The cheerleaders walked into the entertainment room, with Lisa and Ashley guiding Stephanie and Brittany, to a roar of approval from the football team. Lisa explained that 10 guys from the offense and 10 guys from the defense would get to dance one song, with one of the bound girls, and could makeout and have free feelies above the waist. To me, this wasn't anything new and we had played it years earlier, but the guys seemed to approve. They were more excited, when Lisa announced that after the dancing. Each girl would give blowjobs to 3 guys. The CD of contemporary slow songs was started, the girl's gags were removed and Lisa and Ashley designated the guys to be rewarded with a dance.

I found Brian. His bruised ribs were pretty well healed, but he still wore a rib pad held in place with a wrapped ace bandage. He hadn't played in the game that afternoon and was still occasionally taking pain meds prescribed by the team's Doc. He was in good spirits, but acted like he was a little out of it, from his meds. Brian just put his hands on my hips and I put my arms around his neck, but I barely pressed my body against his. I could tell it was his pain meds when he sang parts of his favorite songs, along with me, while we danced. Otherwise, we talked and just kissed a little. It looked like Stephanie and Brittany were having a good time. They were smiling and talking with each other between dances. When the CD ended, both girls looked like they had been well kissed and felt up. Their fresh silk blouses were wrinkled and mostly pulled out of their skirt's waistbands. Lisa had planned to take the girls to a bedroom for their blowjobs. However, each girl insisted she wanted to do them right there on the dance floor in front of everyone. And so it was to be. Still within the confines of a private home, but with a pretty good audience, a new precedent was set and Stephanie and Brittany got on their knees and each gave 3 guys great BJs.

We won our game the following week and it was Beth's and Rhonda's turn to endure the gauntlet of 10 feel 'em up dances and give 3 blowjobs. The lucky guys who were chosen to dance with Beth couldn't wait to get their hands on her big boobs. Rhonda was the shyest and quietest of the cheerleaders and it would do her good to get in the fray and have some fun. Our team lost the next 2 weeks in a row. Only one of the teams was really a better opponent. I thought that the other loss good be attributed just as easily to bad luck or bad coaching. Our record was now 2-4, with 4 games left. Lisa had said that she didn't want Ashley and her to be bound at the same time. Therefore, when the team won its next game, Ashley and I would be the ones who were bound next. On October 24, 2000, we won our 3rd game of the year in our 7th week of the season. During the week prior to that game, there were some rumors floating around about some girls challenging the cheerleaders. We heard nothing more than that. Knowing that I would be bound and dancing with 10 guys that night, and making out and getting felt up, I dressed after dinner in heels, a 10" skirt from the Hollywood boutique, pushup bra and tight black sweater. Lisa had picked up Ashley, and right in my driveway she cuffed and gagged Ashley and me, and settled us in the backseat. We stopped to get Meagan on the way to the party. Beth was driving by now and picked up the rest of the cheerleaders. After we parked and got inside the house, Ashley and I were blindfolded. There was no roar of approval as we were led inside. Instead, there was a hushed silence and some verbal exchanges in low voices. I grunted the safety word and my blindfold and gag were removed. I wanted to see what was going on.

I've never said that the cheerleaders were the hottest sexiest girls in our class, but I have said we were among the girls thought of as such. I have this 10% theory. We have a class of 500+ kids, about half of whom were girls. My theory was that about 10% of any high school class of girls were considered the hottest sexiest of the lot, or in the case of our class, about 25+. We were being challenged. Four really cute girls stood in front of us in their bras and skirts. They had rope and blindfolds, and were willing to do what we were going to do, except in their bras. This was a dare! I didn't hesitate a moment. I turned to Lisa and said in a loud voice, "WE'LL DO IT TOPLESS!" We couldn't let anyone show up the cheerleaders! The girls gasped and the whole football team cheered. I knew all of these other 4 girls. They weren't among my closest friends, but I liked them all and got along with each of them. As the other cheerleaders un-cuffed Ashley and me, stripped us topless, and re-cuffed our hands behind our backs, I asked the 4 challenging girls what they were going to do. One girl backed down and put her blouse back on. However, the other 3 girls peeled off their bras and said they would join us.

Lisa managed to take control even though some of the guys were still cheering and whistling. The cheerleaders bound and blindfolded the 3 girls and Ashley and I were blindfolded again. The math was easy. There were about 50 football players there and 5 bound girls. Every guy would get a dance with one of the bound topless girls. We were scattered around the dance floor, and Lisa told the guys to line up in front of the girl they wanted to dance with. A mad scramble ensued and Lisa had to remind the guys that only 10 guys could be in line for any one girl. I heard some scuffling in front of me and imagined that the sophomores were cutting in line or pushing the freshmen back. The music finally began and the dancing started. Quickly, the songs and the guys blurred for me from one to the next. The first 5 or 6 guys, at least, were civil. We made out most of the time, but my bare titties and nipples were thoroughly felt, prodded, diddled and tweaked. The last guys did less making out and more rough play with my tits. They were squeezed hard and pushed all over my chest. My nipples were pinched hard and twisted and stretched. I suspected the last few guys were inexperienced naive freshmen.

I had to get down on my knees and do 3 blowjobs. I knew the first was Brian, whose bruised ribs had healed and he was back playing full time. He asked me how I was doing, before I began on him, and I gave him a super slow wet BJ for the onlookers to wish for. The other 2 cocks were on the small side and both guys shot their wads pretty quickly. As soon as I finished, I asked that my blindfold be removed, but I left my wrists cuffed behind my back, as a badge of honor. The first thing I did was to find the 3 girls who had played the game with us. They were just finishing up their blowjobs. I asked them how they were doing and told them that they had a lot of guts to do that in front of everyone. Two of them said they were a little scared at first, but had no idea how much fun it would be. They would become more popular in their circle of friends and had earned my respect. As girls who had gone through the same experience will do, we gave each other a group tit-to-tit hug and a kiss on the cheek. Next, I found my boyfriends, one by one, and gave each a big long kiss and let them hold me or feel me up or dance with me to the music, which had resumed playing. Finally, I got the cuffs off and got dressed. It was a huge success! Ashley told me that she wished she had thought of that countermove to up the ante on those girls, and the rest of the cheerleaders congratulated me on my move. The cheerleaders had reasserted their influence and Dominance over the freshmen-sophomore class social scene. New precedents had been set for party games. My move was talked about for weeks.

We lost our game the following week, but on the 9th Saturday of the season, we won our 4th game. At the party the night after the game, Lisa and Meagan were the bound topless girls. Six other sophomore girls went topless and joined the near bedlam. The football players were so confident the next week that they vowed to win and that all girls attending the after game party would have to go topless and give blowjobs. A late 4th quarter fumble led to a touchdown and broke a 28-28 tie, and we LOST!!! We finished the football season with a miserable 4-6 record, but sure had a lot of fun along the way. That final party of the football season promised to be a blowjob orgy, but it never happened. Our sex games remained private, in one sense; to a group of about 75 kids who witnessed everything take place in a private home. However, everyone was talking about it all over school.

My First Kidnapping –

All of my girlfriends and boyfriends knew that I liked to be "captured" as part of playing a bondage sex game, as well as enduring a little pain and being "forced" to perform certain sexual acts. I had actually partially developed several of these games in which I was the "knowing eager victim." In truth, they were little more than a child's hide 'n seek game, followed by discovery (capture) and the rest of the game. At the time, little else could be done to fulfill my fantasies. No one had a car and couldn't/wouldn't simply "snatch" me from my home and spirit me away. Now, we had driver's licenses and cars. All that changed on Friday, November 17, 2000. Football season was over and the cheerleaders had a break in their schedules until after December 1st. I had a triple date setup with Beth and Meagan on the next Saturday with 3 guys, including Ryan and his limo, in which we would have sex in the afternoon, without ropes, go out to a movie and dinner, and return to play some bondage sex games. On Friday, Ashley picked me up around 7:00 PM on the way to Lisa's. We had no dates and were thinking of maybe going to a movie, or doing some shopping, or just cruise around. It was one of those dumb "Well, I dunno, what do you wanna do?" situations, when we settled in at Lisa's. Ashley read the movie times from the newspaper, but no one was enthusiastic about any of the movies showing at the mall's multiplex theatre. Out of the blue, Lisa said, "Let's tie-up Christine."

Well, I was always up for a little bondage sex play and I let them. Lisa used her padded leather wrist cuffs and they secured my hands behind my back. I was blindfolded; ballgagged and ankle cuffs were buckled on. Immediately, they walked me out of the living room, through the kitchen and out into the garage. I heard car doors open and I was pushed/helped face down on the backseat. One of them went to the other side of the car and used the lap belt to secure my upper body in place. The other lap belt was used to hold down my thighs. Then, my ankle cuffs were clipped together and I was hogtied. It took only a couple minutes to render me completely helpless in the backseat. The car started and we were off. I had no idea where we were going, but I hoped it would be a place where I would get fucked. They wouldn't drop me off at some stranger's house, would they? I was lost after about the 3rd turn. We drove around for maybe 15 minutes, zigging and zagging all over town. We could have been going right back to Lisa's. Finally we pulled into an inclined driveway and into a garage. I heard the garage door closing. When the car's doors were opened, I heard a bunch of girls softly giggling and shushing each other.

My hogtie was undone and the ankle cuff's clip was removed. The lap belts were unfastened and I don't know how many hands pushed and pulled me backwards out of the car. The garage door reopened. "Have fun playing with Christine girls," I heard Ashley say, "And remember she likes to be spanked!" This was followed by Lisa saying, "We'll pick Christine up at 11:30 PM." Lisa started up her car and they were gone leaving me with an unknown number of giggling girls whose hands were already roaming over my body. As the garage door closed, I was hustled into the house. I guessed I was standing in the center of a large room. My ankle cuffs were clipped together so that I couldn't move. Hands again roamed over my body and under my skirt. From a voice I didn't recognize, "Christine, your friends said that you would enjoy playing with us for a few hours, so let's have some fun!" My ballgag was removed. What followed was a series of long wet teasing kisses with a lot of tongue. First, I tasted cherry lipstick, then strawberry, then mint, then cinnamon, then orange, and finally some cherry mint lipstick. I was standing there gasping for breath. I still had no idea where I was or who these girls were. Could there be 6 of them. Someone used a moist paper towel to clean off my lipstick smeared face. With the efficiency of a well trained military unit, I was freed of my bonds, stripped totally naked and re-bound with my ankles again clipped together.

The hands were back caressing my body all over. My tits and nipples were lovingly played with, until my nipples were rock hard and tingling, and some fingers probed between my legs. I was enjoying this too much to say anything and knew I was already wet. Someone rubbed some spicy smelling liquid all over my boobs. This was followed by the first smack of a hand spanking my ass. There was no rhythm to it, just sporadic stinging blows. As my butt stung and burned, my pussy started to tingle and throb. My breasts were beginning to get hot and my nipples prickled. They must have applied some kind of hot sauce to my tits. When the spanking was over my butt was appropriately sore. They made me kneel on the carpeted floor. I waited for what would happen next. I thought maybe I heard the sounds of the girls taking off their clothes. Then, I heard the unmistakable sounds of numerous vibrators, followed shortly by soft moans. These girls were lying on the floor all around me getting themselves off with their vibrators. Shortly after one of them came, her vibrator was nudged into my mouth. That same unrecognizable voice said, "Lick it clean and suck it." I did that and got a good taste of the girl's pussy juices. I guess I didn't hear one of the other girls come, because the 1st girl was fucking my mouth with her vibrator and I was sucking it hard. The 1st vibrator was withdrawn and a 2nd wet dripping vibrator was shoved into my mouth. I sucked that one until the next girl had come at least once and shoved her vibrator in my mouth. This was eventually followed by a 4th.

I had tasted the pussy juices of 4 different girls, but still didn't know who they were. My tits felt like they might be glowing red from whatever kind of hot sauce they put on them. I was beginning to think they might be the girls who challenged the cheerleaders at one of the football parties where I made my topless move? They got me to my feet, unclipped my ankle cuffs and walked me through the house to another room. I was held against the edge of a table. Slowly they bent me over and my tits were plunged into bowls of ice water positioned on the table. This sure put out the fire in my tits. My legs were spread and fingers started probing my pussy. I was pretty hot and horny by then and their fingers easily slid inside me. Just as one of them started finger fucking me, she pulled out and ice cubes were inserted into my hot pussy. SMACK, SMACK, I was getting paddled! Even though someone firmly held me down, with every blow to my ass the table shook a little and some ice water sloshed out of the bowls and splashed over my chest. I was pretty sure that I was bent over a ping pong table and they were using the paddles on my butt. As with any spanking/paddling, the blows really stung at first, but I quickly got used to the pain and it settled into a steady burning sensation. However, this pain transferred to my nearby pussy and caused it to tingle and throb. The melting ice, along with my pussy juices, were pouring out of my cunt and running down my legs. When they finished, I had received quite a sound spanking and figured my ass would be red and sor for hours.

I was a dripping sticky mess when they stood me up. Ice water ran off my tits and down my front to join the mixture running down my legs. Some girls brought towels and wiped me dry from tits to toes. I heard a clanking metal sound from about 10'-15' away. I recognized that sound. Metal weights were being slid onto a barbell in a weight stand. When I was dried off, they walked me across the room and bent me over a bar. It was the bar in the weight stand and was undoubtedly loaded with a ton of weights at each end, because it didn't budge. A low buzzing vibrator easily slid into my pussy. One of the giggling girls fucked me with it for a little while until I started to get worked up. When it was removed, it was replaced by a fatter longer faster buzzing vibrator. While my pussy was being fucked by the 2nd vibrator, some of the action shifted to my front. The 1st vibrator was thrust into my moaning mouth. "SUCK IT," was the 2 word command from a somewhat familiar voice. Someone also started playing with my dangling boobs. Simultaneously, one girl fucked my twat with a vibrator, another girl fucked my mouth with a vibrator and a 3rd girl diddled my tits. And, of course, they wouldn't let me come. After awhile, a 3rd faster even larger vibrator was rammed into my pussy. I had licked the 2nd vibrator clean of my pussy juices and it was fucking my mouth and regularly buried in my throat. While underneath me, one of the girls was sucking my nipples. I was moaning constantly and thrust my hips back at that vibrator in my pussy. They had me so worked up and frustrated. I was getting so close to coming, but it obviously wasn't time for me to come yet.

The 3rd vibrator was removed and replaced by a fatter non-vibrating dildo. The vibe that just came out of my pussy was plunged into my mouth before I could say a word. Then I heard it, "Don't go any deeper than 8-1/2," and it all came together for me in an instant. It was Stephanie's voice. I was with Stephanie and Brittany, our 2 freshmen cheerleaders. They had the cheerleader's 12" monster pink dildo and were going to fuck me with it. I couldn't say anything because my mouth was being fucked with a pretty big vibrator. The monster was pushed deep inside me. I felt so full that I thought I might burst. Fuck me they did. It started slowly and gradually picked up speed. As the monster went faster and faster, it drove deeper and deeper into the very depths of my being. I screamed as I was released and succumbed to my 1st badly needed orgasm. While my body shivered and spasmed the monster kept driving in and out of my twat. It brought me to an even higher level, and I crashed into an orgasmic ecstasy that I had seldom achieved. I barely remember the girls helping me, but found myself sitting on the end of a padded bench. I'm not sure how long it took me to recover. My wrists were still cuffed and crossed in the small of my back. Eventually, they pushed me onto my back. Ropes were wrapped around my breasts and the bench, and around my waist and the bench, holding me firmly down. My legs were brought up and frog-tied. I just held them up and spread, exposing my still fiery pussy. I said, "Stephanie, take off my blindfold." They all burst into laughter, but my blindfold was removed.

I was tied down to a short padded weightlifting bench used to do bench presses and other exercises. Stephanie asked me when I knew, and I said that I didn't know for sure until the monster dildo. There was Stephanie and Brittany, our freshmen cheerleaders, and their friends Carole and Yoshi. Yoshi had moved to our school district from Japan at the start of the year. These girls were 14 and 15 years old. Yoshi had apparently come to the US as an experienced rug muncher (There had to be a story there) and was going to teach the other girls how to eat pussy using my dripping cunt. Although they still giggled nervously, our cheerleaders seem eager, but Carole appeared a bit apprehensive. Yoshi bent down and licked my pussy, tasted my juices and smiled. She told the others to take a lick. One by one the other 3 did. Nobody showed a prune face or threw up. Yoshi took 3 long licks and told the others to do the same. They did. This was going to be fun! Yoshi told the other girls that she was going to show them how she eats pussy and explained exactly what she was going to do. She knelt and I spread my legs more. She used a lot of saliva to lick my inner thighs and my perineum, before even going for my pussy. Rather than just kiss my pussy, Yoshi kinda slurped it. Then she seriously got to work. My pussy lips were already wide open and engorged, but they got licked thoroughly. Yoshi's little tongue darted in and out of my love hole like a snake's tongue. Although the girls crowded around to watch, it was, of course, difficult to see exactly what Yoshi was doing. Before I realized it, I was gasping and moaning, and Yoshi had her lips around my clit. She stretched it and sucked it and flicked it with the tip of her tongue until I had an amazing orgasm.

It was never clear why Brittany had waited this long, because I gave her a little pussy licking tease at the cheerleader initiation back in August. Nevertheless, she definitely wanted to go first and get at my pussy. She seemed to be a natural and paid attention to the ways my body responded to what she did with her tongue. After I came, the 2 cheerleaders insisted that Carole do me next. She was nervous and hesitant, but started licking. You can't go very far wrong in the early stages, if you just keep licking. Yoshi gave Carole a little help, "Lick around her hole and then plunge in!" "Use your tongue to explore Christine's hole and then tongue fuck her until you get her really excited. Even if I was NOT a willing participant, if someone was playing and stimulating my pussy, there will always come a point where my body would betray me and I would respond to the stimulation. I couldn't help it and pretty soon Carole's tongue fucking had me bucking my hips and moaning. Yoshi piped up, "She's about ready." "You can lick or suck her clit, or do both, and tease it a little if you want, before making her come." Carole flicked and teased my clit for awhile, and then sucked it until I came. Brittany straddled the bench and squatted down so her pussy was over my mouth. I started licking her pussy and Stephanie started licking me. I found out back in August that it takes a bit of concentration on my part to keep up a steady licking rhythm on one girl's pussy, while another girl constantly distracted you while she ate your pussy. I got Brittany to come first and then enjoyed the orgasm Stephanie gave me.

While Brittany and Stephanie untied my frog-tied legs and freed me from the weightlifting bench, I saw the head signals and mouthed words they exchanged. As soon as I was free, they pounced on Carole and tied her up. Brittany winked at Yoshi and said, "We're going to take Christine up to my room, and you can play with Carole here." They escorted me through the house, up the stairs and into Brittany's bedroom. She stripped the bedspread, blanket and top sheet off her queen sized bed. They sat me on the edge of the bed and pushed me onto my back. I still had the ankle cuffs on and they used the D-ring to tie a rope to the foot posts of the bed, stretching my legs into an almost full splits position. Stephanie climbed onto the bed, straddled my face and pushed her pussy against my mouth. I started licking. Damned if Stephanie's young pussy didn't taste a little sweeter and fresher than Brittany's. Brittany knelt at the foot of her bed. She had both hands on my quivering thighs and her face buried in my pussy. I mentally concentrated on Stephanie's pussy and left my cunt to Brittany. Stephanie was a sensitive responsive Subject, and even before I got my tongue inside her vagina she was moaning softly. I plunged my tongue inside her and started exploring. I soon found her g-spot prominently standing out for me. I tongue fucked her and got a nice rhythm going with Stephanie rocking up and down against my tongue. I stopped and she moaned. I buried my tongue in her twat and found her g-spot again. I simply rubbed it with the tip of my tongue until she shrieked and came. I got a mouthful of her pussy juices, some of which splashed out over my face from the force of her ejaculation, but Stephanie seemed totally bewildered and didn't know what happened.

My attention was quickly drawn to Brittany's tongue and what it was doing to me. I was vaguely aware that she had done all the preliminary licking and tongue fucked me a little. However, her tongue was circling my clit and occasionally flicked it. I was ready to come at anytime, but Brittany seemed aware that Stephanie had just come. She teased my swollen clit for at least another 5 minutes, before letting me come. The girls switched positions and there was an almost identical replay of the previous session. While I licked at Brittany's pussy, the idea of having a cheerleader's pussy eating party popped into my mind. However, before that could happen, Meagan, Beth and Rhonda would have to be converted into beaver eaters. I found Brittany's g-spot and rubbed it with my tongue until she yelped and squirted a load of pussy juices into my mouth and all over my face. Stephanie had already made me come. Brittany asked Stephanie to go check on Yoshi and Carole and bring my clothes up to her room, because she wasn't quite finished with me. When Stephanie had left, Brittany climbed on top of me. She kissed me deeply several times and thanked me for letting them play with me. I really didn't have much choice except to use the safeword, but I had so much fun that I never would have done that. The night had been a perfect combination of "forced" "rough" bondage sex games, with me as the target, and some good pussy eating fun. So, I replied that I had a lot of fun and maybe we should do something like it in a few months.

Brittany kissed and sucked my nipples and kissed her way right down to my pussy. She used her fingers to stretch open my pussy lips even further, before she tongued and sucked them, This was followed by a searing kiss to my open pussy. Then, Brittany plunged her tongue into my already hot gaping love hole. I was so turned on from the 2 of them eating my pussy that I could come at any moment. I think Brittany realized this, because, despite my mews and hip gyrations, she tongue fucked me ever so slowly. My groans and gasps must have signaled Brittany that I was desperate to come. She easily found my g-spot and made me come. She wasn't prepared for the volume and force of my squirting pussy juices. She had pulled back a bit too soon and I saw my pussy juices running down her face and front when she stood up. My legs were untied and my wrist cuffs were removed. Brittany and I went into her large 2 sink bathroom to cleanup. My clothes were on the bed when I came out of the bathroom. As I was getting dressed, Lisa and Ashley showed up about 10 minutes early. Lisa was on her cell phone and handed it to me saying, "Ask your mother if you can spend the night at my house." It was fine with Celeste, but Nels wanted to talk with me about the Foundation work I was doing. I said I'd be home by 11:00 AM and reminded her of my big date with Ryan and the limo and some other kids Saturday afternoon, but said that I would be home all day Sunday. After I finished dressing, Lisa secured my wrists into the padded leather cuffs behind my back. We paraded through the house saying goodbye to everyone. They were all still naked and Carole was still tied up. Maybe they would be playing and eating pussy the rest of the night?

Afterwards –

In Lisa's car, I was just buckled into the back seat. Lisa and Ashley told me that they hooked up with Brian and Rob at the mall and played with them for a couple hours at Lisa's house. I told them of my idea for a cheerleader's pussy eating party, but that they would have to work on Meagan, Beth and Rhonda. As we pulled into Lisa's driveway, she exclaimed, "OH SHIT, my mom is still up!" I could see lights in the upstairs bedroom and the rec room. Lisa said that she'd park in the garage and smuggle me into the rec room via the side entrance through the kitchen. After we got out of the car, Ashley buckled the ballgag securely in my mouth. They walked me through the kitchen, out into a dark hall and into the lighted rec room. And,……….there was Lisa's mom, Anne. She sat reading a magazine, clad only in a long t-shirt that barely covered her twat with her legs crossed, and flip-flops. She rhetorically asked, "What do you girls have there?" Then, she simply stated, "You brought Christine back here to play with her." The nearly speechless Lisa could only respond, "Christine's Mom gave her permission to spend the night here." Anne asked, "Can I play too?" What could anyone say? Ashley had been dying for a pussy eating party ever since Lisa and I introduced it to her back in August. She knew of Lisa's and my incestuous experience with our mothers around the same time. The 3 of them un-gagged me, stripped me naked and had me re-cuffed in only a few minutes. Once I was secured, there was a little silent mother-daughter communication and they descended on Ashley. In little more than a few minutes they had the unresisting Ashley totally naked and bound with the ropes used to secure me in the back seat of Lisa's car.

Ashley and I were sat in chairs. Lisa ate my pussy and Anne ate out Ashley. When we finished, Ashley and I were down on our knees. The somewhat unpracticed Ashley found her head being held between Anne's spread legs and was licking Anne's pussy. Lisa sat on a sofa and leaned way back, with her legs up and spread. While still bound, I had to crawl on my knees to Lisa and eat her out. There were no other sex toys in the rec room except the ballgag, one pair of leather cuffs and a couple pieces of rope. Anne suggested, "Why don't you take Ashley up to your room, Lisa, and play with your new toys?" "I'll take Christine up to my bedroom." We all headed upstairs. Just before Anne and I went into her bedroom Anne called out, "We'll see you girls in the morning for a late breakfast." Anne's bedroom suite was somewhat like my parent's. There was a sitting area, small work area and a beautiful four-poster king sized bed. Anne immediately stripped off the bedcovers, sat on its edge and made me kneel and lick her out. Although I had no idea what to expect next, what happened completely floored me. Anne freed me, went to a chest in her walk-in closet and told me to lay the sex toys out on the table. She handed me a blindfold, ballgag, padded leather cuffs, a single fixed strap-on, a double strap-on, with assorted vibrators and dildos, a pile of soft cotton ropes in 2 different diameters and a suede flogger!

Anne grabbed the flogger and told me to turn around. She just flicked her wrist and hit my ass a few times, asking me, "How does that feel?" It was just like a light prickly sting and I said, "OK." She explained that the flogger covered a larger area than a spanking by hand, could be used on areas that one wouldn't spank by hand, and cumulatively was a more even and erotic form of turn on punishment for those who got turned on by a little pain. She handed me the flogger and told me to try it on her. I gave her nice ass and the backs of her thighs a few flicks of my wrist. Of course I could have taken a full swing and it would have been pretty painful, but Anne said that was perfect. She said that she liked to be flogged to the point that an area turns bright rosy red and not an "angry" red. Here was the shocker. Anne said that she wanted me to dominate her for as long as I wanted. I should tie her up, flog her and fuck her as many times as I wanted with any of the toys. MY GOD, I asked myself, could I do this? In front of me stood a naked blond blue-eyed gorgeous woman and the mother of my best friend. I didn't have much interaction with her last August when Lisa and I were introduced to pussy eating, new sex toys and bondage sex games. I think she was a year younger than my Mom, pushing 40, but to look at her, others might easily think she was 25-30. I caught myself staring at her beautiful tits. My Mom was a 36C, and Anne's appeared a little bigger at a full 36C. They were perfect orbs with absolutely no sign of age sag. Her areolas were bright pink against the faded tan of her usually creamy white skin. Her pink taut nipples had already darkened a few shades from increased bloodflow. I couldn't get them out of my mind.

I took a piece of the thicker rope and tied her hands behind her back, just as Anne and Celeste had taught me last August. After that, I blindfolded her and tied her elbows together. Again, my eyes were drawn to her gorgeous tits that now stood proudly thrust outwards. I wished there were rubber bands. It would have been so much simpler. I had no idea what I was doing, but I took a piece of the thinner rope. I made Anne bend forward until her breasts hung off her chest. Leaving about 2' of excess rope, I wound 3 or 4 turns of the rope around the base of her left tit and knotted it at the top of her boob. Leaving the 2' of excess rope dangle for now, I looped the long end of the rope over the back of her neck, and wound 3-4 turns around the base of Anne's right tit, cinching it tight on the top of her breast. I had about 3' of rope left. The 2' of excess rope from her left breast were drawn up behind her neck and knotted securely to the excess 3' from the right breast. Two magnificent perfect globes called to me to play with them. They felt so wonderfully firm when I squeezed them. I played with her breasts and nipples for quite a long time, watching them turn from light to dark pink. I caressed the rest of Anne's body and decided to see how we were doing. Two fingers easily slipped into her warm wet pussy eliciting the first moan from Anne. I made her suck her pussy juices off my fingers. When I sucked her nipples, her heavy breathing and little gasps turned to constant moans. With some serious sucking, I drew her nipples out to where they were about 1" long.

Anne had licked her lips and her mouth was moist and slightly open. I kissed her and she hungrily returned my kiss. I let Anne take the lead in what turned out to become a wild torrid makeout session, which I had to break off, because it was getting to hot for me. GOD could that woman kiss! One last check of her pussy with my fingers brought a gasp and moan, and confirmed for me that Anne was ready. I put on her single fixed strap-on. It was an ugly vicious looking 2" thick 8"-9" long curved phallus with a big penis like head and large bumps along its shaft. I guided Anne over to the bed. When her knees touched the side, I said, "Up on the bed." She climbed onto the bed and scrambled on her knees a few feet, before settling into a position that I had never used. It must have been one that she was very familiar with or preferred. Her head and shoulders were against the mattress. Her knees and legs were spread wide apart and her ass was high in the air.  I climbed on the bed after her, rammed that ugly dildo all the way into her cunt and relentlessly pounded her pussy until she came. Anne is mostly a moaner. The closer she gets to orgasm, the faster and louder the moans, except that when she is just about to come, she switches and gasps "yes, yes, Yes, YES, YES!" 

I turned her over onto her back and shoved the dildo into her pussy. Again, I was dazzled by her breasts. Because they were bound, they could not collapse on her chest. Instead, she lay on her bound arms and her reddening tits pointed magnificently upwards, reminding me of the pointed bulbous shapes at the tops of Moslem minarets. I couldn't resist and had to stop and play with them and suckle her nipples. Then, I fucked her again until she came. I sat her up and untied her breast bindings and pushed her back down. It was my turn now. Facing her feet, my pussy was pressed to Anne's mouth. While she ate my pussy, I massaged and diddled her tits, which were rapidly returning to their normal color. There was no break for Anne. She was next up on her feet standing in the center of the room. I untied her wrists and buckled a pair of padded leather wrist cuffs on them and then untied her elbows. I, also, put ankle cuffs on her. There was a good selection of vibrators and dildos to go with the double strap-on. I selected a modest 1-3/4" X 7" flexible penis vibrator, mounted it, turned it on to low, worked it into my pussy and tightened the straps. Just a little something to keep me warmed up! There was a really thick, perhaps 2-1/2" diameter, X 8" long veined dildo which would do nicely for Anne's pussy. I threw a pillow from the bed onto the floor, got Anne on her knees, with her face and shoulders in the pillow and her ass in the air, and took her from behind doggie-style, with that fat dildo. I took her again bent over an upholstered chair. Both times I reached in front of her and rubbed her clit until she came.

It was time for me to try out the flogger. I removed the double strap-on and clipped Anne's ankle cuffs together while she stood in the center of the floor. I debated about it for a moment before deciding to ballgag her and remove her blindfold for the first time. It seemed better to let her watch her own flogging, but muffle any screams that might occur. I picked up the suede flogger and flicked my wrist about 20-25 times against her beautifully rounded ass. Anne's butt cheeks were coloring nicely and the only sounds I heard, other than the crack of the flogger, were occasional little whimpers. Stepping in front of Anne, I whipped those beautiful breasts. For about the first 10 blows, she cringed everytime the flogger cracked across her protruding tits.  I gave her breasts another 10-15 whacks and watched her boobs bounce and jiggle. Anne yelped or screamed into her ballgag with nearly every strike. This was my first time using a flogger. I really didn't want to hurt Anne badly, but yet I wanted to give her the level of pain she desired to get more aroused. Her tits were certainly a bright flaming rosy red. After a few teasing flicks of the flogger against Anne's glistening pussy, I returned to finish her rear. I don't know what it was with women's asses, but they invited a spanking or flogging. I whipped her ass until it was the same bright flaming rosy red as her breasts.

I unclipped Anne's ankle cuffs and helped her down on her knees. I ordered her to crawl over to me where I was laying at the edge of the bed. I grabbed her hair and held her mouth to my pussy. She needed no further commands and went right to work eating me out. When she finished, I switched positions with her. I had Anne sitting in the center of the mattress at the foot of the bed. With her wrists still cuffed behind her, I pushed her onto her back. Lengths of rope were tied to the D-rings of her ankle cuffs, and I raised, and pulled, and stretched her legs, until I could tie them spread to the tops of the end posts of the 4 poster bed. What a sight! I don't think anyone could have been tied in a more vulnerable position. Anne's legs were held straight and spread in the shape of a wide "V." Her swollen red pussy lips were wide open. I could see her gaping open cunt and her long engorged clit. Without strapping it on me, I fucked Anne with the ugly curved strap-on dildo for several minutes. Then, I stuck 2 fingers in her pussy and explored. It was easy finding Anne's g-spot. After a few minutes of finger fucking, I rubbed that mystical spot until Anne squirted and came. Finally, I buried my head between her wide spread legs and ate her out. I spent very little time licking and sucking her pussy, and skipped tongue fucking her, because Anne was squirming and moaning, and her throbbing swollen clit called to me. I licked and teased that elongated appendage for as long as I thought she could take it, and then sucked and licked it until Anne exploded into another orgasm.

The evening's and night's activities were taking a toll on me. I was nearly exhausted. I had enough energy to prepare a position that would take Anne and me into orgasmic oblivion. I took my time in releasing Anne's legs and unbuckling her wrist cuffs. I position her on her back in the center of her king sized bed. I put individual padded wrist cuffs on each of Anne's arms. Before long, I had her stretched and tied spread-eagle to the 4 poster bed. Among the selection of dildos and vibrators, was a 7" vibrator, with a little clit tickler. I tightened the double strap-on on me, with the penis vibe in my pussy, and the clit tickling vibe locked in the correct position for Anne. I turned both vibrators on high, crawled on the bed between Anne's spread legs and slipped the clit tickler vibe in Anne's pussy. I eased myself onto her body, got my arms wrapped under her, rested my head alongside her's, and let the orgasms roll over us! I'm not sure if I passed out or fell asleep, nor am I sure how many times either of us came. When my conscious senses shook me to awareness, I pulled out, turned off the vibes and removed the strap-on. I untied Anne's legs and left wrist. Then I cuddled up against her and put my hand over her right breast. The next thing I remember was being awakened by Anne eating my pussy! I had a quick shower, got dressed, had eggs, juice and toast for a late breakfast with the girls, and dashed the 1-1/2 blocks home. I made it home by 11:00 AM as I promised.

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I spent about an hour and a half in our home office, with Nels, going over some Foundation work and getting some new applications which I could process the next day. We all sat down for a late lunch. I didn't eat very much because of my late breakfast at Lisa's. When I had some privacy with Celeste, while we did the dishes, I told her that I needed to talk with her the next day. Then, I got ready for my big date. This triple date, which I mentioned above, was very special because Ryan was taking us around in his family's limo with chauffer. This kind of date only happens a few times a year and was somewhat expensive for the guys. It was Beth, Meagan and me, plus Ryan, Eric and Brandon. Typically, the guys will play Rock, Paper Scissors, to determine which girl each guy wants to have sex with in the afternoon. No TUGS or bondage sex games are allowed so the girls have no visible marks on their bare arms and legs. We always got dressed up and saw a movie and ate at a fancy restaurant. The guys bought the girl's dinners and movie tickets. After that we would play bondage sex games until nearly midnight, with the girls choosing who they wanted to tie them up, although often there was some bed hopping.

I'm not going into anymore details about the date, but I wanted to make a point about money. By the time the guys divvied up the costs of ours and their dinners and movie tickets, each of the 3 guys would easily spend at least $75, and it was probably closer to $100 each. Our town is as economically diverse as any other. The children of those families in the lower economic groups are financially impacted as well. Among the sophomore cheerleader's current shared boyfriends, Ryan lived in the Heights and had plenty of spending money. Tyler, Eric and Brandon were never hurting for pocket change. However, Brad, Brian and Rob lived in small house neighborhoods, had multiple siblings and both parents worked. Brian and Rob were already talking about getting and old clunker car and a part-time job when they turned 16. I realized that these guys, especially Brian, could not afford to spend a lot of money on me. I never thought less of them because of their family situations. Among the sophomore cheerleaders, Lisa, Meagan, Beth and I were doing OK. I wasn't totally sure about Rhonda. She lived near Beth, but her parents were divorced and her mom worked, plus they got some support or alimony from the ex. Ashley lived in the same neighborhood as Brian and Rob. She had siblings and both parents worked, but she seemed to make ends meet. She was one of the hottest and most popular girls in our class, but she had been hinting about working at their parent's business. I paid special attention to Brian. I saw him at school and talked with him most every night. I made certain that Brian had at least as much access to my body as Ryan did.

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Submissive Lessons –

I had a nice long talk with my Mother on Sunday afternoon. For that candid and intimate discussion, she was my Mom, and not Celeste. I told her about my kidnapping, setup by Lisa and Ashley, and all the fun I had at Brittany's. Anne had, of course, already called my Mom and filled her in on what we did at her house, but I added a brief account of my experiences. I confessed that for awhile I was confused about my sexuality, and started thinking that I was becoming a lesbian. However, after having sex and getting tied up and screwed by 3 different guys on my Saturday date convinced me that I was well entrenched in the heterosexual camp. I did like to play with attractive girls and women, and through that play and those bondage sex games, I was learning more about my body and my own sexuality. While Anne gave me glowing reports about what I did to her, I wasn't satisfied. I didn't know if I was doing too much or not enough. I was very tentative when I flogged Anne and couldn't tell if I gave her the right amount of pain stimulation that she required. Finally, I would have been more comfortable tied up and forced to eat Anne's pussy, rather than do it hands free.

Mom told me that I was a natural Submissive or Sub, but could learn to become a Dominatrix or Dom. While Anne was a Sub, Mom could go either way, but leaned a little to the Dom side when the girls were playing. She declared that I was a definite Sub and that I would learn much more in that position, and could gradually grow into a Dominatrix if I chose to go that route. I said that I wanted to experience everything that I could from the mature adult games that the women played when they got together. I hadn't used my new nipple clamps and wanted to find out how they fit into their bondage sex games. Finally, I wanted to learn more about the flogger and experience it used on me.

Mom cautioned me that when I was a Sub. I was at the mercy and whims of the Dom. I could be neglected or teased for long periods, without being allowed to come, or I could receive orgasm after orgasm until I called it off or passed out. If that's the way these women played, I was in. Mom suggested that I keep my regular active sex life and play with women only every few months. She told me that I would have to learn to control my emotions, and not scream and beg. There would be times when you were ready to come, only to be ordered to hold it, until given permission to come. Her group of women did not do any of the more extreme Master-Slave games. Mom offered to teach me. This obviously gave her the opportunity to eat some young pussy, ME, but I would learn and experience a lot. I said YES, BUT it had to be our secret and I wasn't even going to tell Lisa. The question of when we could get together was the hardest part. Thanksgiving was the coming week and we had company coming for the whole weekend. Thanksgiving also was the start of my parent's Holiday entertaining season. Every Friday and Saturday night through New Year's, my parents had people over for dinner, and I was expected to attend and schmooze at every one of them. I still had school until it let out for Christmas vacation. Besides, I had basketball cheering to do Tuesday nights and Saturday afternoons, plus cheerleader practice Monday and Thursday after school. The Swing Band began playing an extra half hour or so after school on Fridays during the Holiday Season. Nels worked Monday-Friday and was home from the office usually by 6:00 PM, and he never went out of town during his Holiday Party season. It looked like Mom and I would have to wait for my Christmas vacation, but I was really anxious to get started.

My 1st submissive lesson didn't occur until the middle of my 1st week of vacation, Wednesday, December 27, when Celeste and I could get together in private. Nels was off at the office and I didn't have a date that night. Right after lunch Celeste ordered me up to her bedroom and to strip naked. As she buckled the padded leather wrists cuffs behind my back, she explained that when the girls got together to play, they NEVER just tied someone up and left them without any attention or satisfaction. I sat on the edge of the foot of the bed and was pushed onto my back. As Celeste stretched and tied my ankles spread wide open to the sturdy 6" X 6" foot posts of her bed, she went on to say that when they had a large number of girls, they would cut a deck of cards. The lowest card would get tied up, and would receive some kind of nearly continuous attention, but would have to wait for her "delayed fulfillment." I was to soon find out what this meant. I was blindfolded and Celeste told me that this afternoon would be an exercise in self-control. She told me that I could NOT scream or beg, but all the moans and gasps and other little sounds I would make would be permitted. If I were told that I was not to come yet, I would have to hold it in, until I was given permission to come. I didn't miss the sturdy oak enforcer paddle that sat on a nearby table, before I was blindfolded, that could quickly blister my ass, if I did not comply.

Celeste lay beside me on the bed and started very slowly. She simply took her time kissing, caressing, licking and sucking every part of my exposed body, from my head down to my pussy, taking even more time to lick and suck my breasts. I was already squirming under her tender and sensual touches, and wished my boyfriends would take this much time on foreplay. I heard them before I felt them. Celeste pulled on my nipples, and fastened my adjustable nipple clamps on each breast. After tugging the connecting chain, Celeste turned the thumbwheels just a bit, to tighten the grip on my hard swollen buds. I seethed and hissed through my teeth until I became used to the slightly elevated level of pain that shot straight to my pussy. I'm going to estimate that Celeste played with me for about 30 minutes. The foreplay and the pain from the nipple clamps had really turned me on and got my juices flowing, without ever touching my pussy. I felt Celeste climb off the bed and soon was licking my spread legs. She licked and kissed the inner sides of my legs, from my ankles to my pussy. Celeste slowly and methodically licked my pussy for probably another half hour, driving me crazy. I moaned and gasped myself crazy, but had to repress the urge to beg because of the nearby looming wooden paddle. This was a tormenting torture and I would never come, even though she flicked my clit, with her tongue, several times. Celeste's talented tongue slipped in and out of my cunt many times, but I never would have called it a tongue fucking. She mostly kissed my pussy and sucked on my pussy lips. From time to time, she would cover my love hole with her mouth and lick and suck up all my flowing pussy juices.

A vibrator buzzing on low was jammed into my pussy, just to keep me simmering, and Celeste straddled my face. I lapped up her sweet pussy juices and ate her out. She came with a satisfying orgasm, when I licked and sucked her clit, but pulled away during my 2nd attempt to suck her off. Celeste was back between my legs tormenting me more by fucking me with that slow buzzing vibrator. Several time she brought me to the brink of coming, but always stopped well before I could escape over the edge into orgasmic bliss. She was back licking my pussy. She lapped up all the pussy juices that I had produced during the vibrator fucking. As if she didn't have a care or purpose in the World, Celeste licked my pussy and sucked my pussy lips seemingly forever, without ever going for my clit. She tongue fucked my love hole several times, but only tormented me into bucking my pussy at her probing tongue. Soon, she was back straddling my face, but she left a vibrator buzzing in my pussy at a little faster rate. Celeste's pussy bore down on my mouth. I was able to get my tongue inside her cunt for some exploring. I easily found her g-spot and rubbed it with my tongue until Celeste exploded and gushed her pussy juices mostly in my mouth. I didn't stop though. I captured her engorged swollen clit in my lips and sucked her until she had another massive orgasm.

This is the point where I lost track of all reality and time. I desperately wanted and needed to come, but it was not yet to be. There were foreplay sessions with my body, numerous vibrator assisted near fuckings, my pussy was licked and sucked to the point of orgasm so many times, that I lost count, and I ate Celeste's pussy about 4-5 times in all. I was a helpless jumble of pre-orgasmic nerves needing an outlet and relief. I was nearly hysterical and crying in frustration. Nearly four hours of pussy play, frustration, turn on and disappointment finally came to an end. I had learned to control my emotions. I did not get beaten with the ominous wooden paddle. The vibrator was removed from my pussy and Celeste immediately probed the inside of my vagina with her tongue. She toyed with me for awhile but eventually concentrated on my g-spot. Hours and hours of frustration had built up in my pussy, so that when Celeste rubbed my g-spot, all that built up frustration let loose in a torrent of nonstop spurting pussy juices from somewhere inside me. When the flood had seemingly subsided, Celeste captured my neglected swollen inflamed clit in her mouth and began sucking. I came and came and came. I have no idea how many times I came, but all the built up pleasures and frustrations just let loose in one mammoth orgasm after another. Mom was right!

Our 2nd submissive lesson took place after the New Year on Thursday, January 4, 2001. Celeste and I started naked upstairs in her bedroom, and she cuffed my wrists behind my back. All of our equipment and toys were setout on a table ready to go. Again, Celeste told me to try and control my emotions, as I had done so well the previous week, and not to act like an oversexed, overly excited teenager. I thought that I was pretty cool and kept my emotions intact and only let loose when overly stimulated or for effect. We would see? Celeste sat me on the edge of her bed and told me that we were going to play with different toys and see what I could take. Should "take" have been an omen? We started simply by me lying back on the bed and spreading my legs. Just as a warm-up, Celeste knelt between my legs and ate my pussy. Yes, Celeste was my Mom, and I was fully aware of the implications. I've rationalized this earlier in the story and won't say anymore than it was an experimental learning experience and a HELL of a lot of fun! She did me slowly and thoroughly and teasingly, trying to make me beg to come, but I gasped and moaned and grunted and waited for her to take me over the edge into that momentary elusive orgasmic nirvana, and she eventually did.

After I recovered, Celeste had my penis gag buckled in her mouth with a pretty good sized dildo protruding from her face. She beckoned me to hop on her face and fuck myself on the dildo while she lay on the bed. Since I was cuffed, I had to do a bit of precarious crawling on my knees over the bed to get into position. I straddled Celeste's face and eased myself down on the 8" X 1-1/2" dildo. I took my time over Celeste's face letting her watch the big dildo disappear and emerge from my dripping pussy. Although I wasn't exactly sure who was in charge, because I was bound, but on top, I told Celeste to reach up and rub my clit, while I buried the dildo in my cunt. She actually did what I asked and easily got me off. After I came, I extracted myself off the penis gag. Celeste got up on her knees, so that we were facing each other. She grabbed my hair and pushed the penis gag's dildo into my mouth. It was clear that I had to lick and suck my pussy juices off the dildo, until it was clean. When I finished that task, Celeste pulled me down between her legs and told me to lick her good. I did my best, from what I had learned from her, and soon had her moaning and panting. I finished her off by teasing and flicking her swollen clit and taking the elongated appendage into my mouth and sucking it while Celeste had 2 orgasms in quick succession.

We had a great playground on that king sized bed. Celeste used my bound arms to leverage me onto my back. She grabbed my ankles and dragged me to the edge of the bed. She got up and changed the dildo locked to the penis gag. When she returned, she grabbed my ankles, held them up and spread and drilled my pussy with her biggest vibrator, buzzing on high, and attached to the penis gag. I had never thought of the penis gag being used as an offensive sex toy. Celeste teased and reamed my pussy turning me into an incoherent babbling bundle of raw sexual nerves. She could fuck me with it or torment my clit. She made me come not once, not twice, but 3 times, and I was so high that I shrieked when that 3rd orgasm overtook my whole body. I lost control and couldn't help it. Again, I had to lick and suck the vibrator clean, before we could proceed.

Celeste had found my rubber bands and snapped one around the base of each of my breasts. As my tits ballooned up, she fastened my nipple clamps on and took me over to an upholstered 2 seat couch. I was bent over the back of the couch and had to watch as Celeste went into her closet and came out with her wooden paddle. It was made of solid wood, similar to the cheerleader's ceremonial paddle, but not as long. Five hard cracks quickly rocked my ass and resonated throughout my body. They came so fast that I had no time to react. My eyes watered a bit, but I did not cry. While I recovered, Celeste had cinched my strap-on to her waist and thighs. She stepped behind me, used her fingers to make sure my pussy was still open, and worked the dildo all the way inside me. I got a slow steady fucking that seemingly never varied in speed. She pulled the dildo almost all the way out and then thrust it home as far as she could. I tried to urge her to go faster by bucking my hips back at her. That never worked, but the slow steady rhythmical fucking, combined with my bouncing orbs and the swinging nipple clamp chain, gradually got to me and I came hard. I was on my knees and had to lick and suck my pussy juices off of my own strap-on until it was more than clean. Celeste had a curved veined 2" strap-on that didn't look as ugly and ominous as Anne's. Bent back over the couch, Celeste was fucking me with the larger dildo. I easily took it in my pussy and the ridges and veins felt wonderful as they stimulated my inner vaginal walls while plunging in and out of me. After I came, I was back on the floor on my knees licking and sucking the 2" dildo clean.

But, Celeste had and even bigger strap-on dildo! It must have been 2-1/2" in diameter and 10" long, with a slightly curved shaft and plenty of veins and little bumps along its shaft. Celeste bent me over the couch and started trying to ease the monster dildo into my pussy. It was very tight and a little painful at first, but eventually she stretched my pussy enough to bury the monster all the way inside me. I felt fuller than I had ever felt before. Eventually Celeste had buried the monster in my cunt, but fucking me with it seemed implausible. Instead, Celeste unfastened her waist and thigh straps, and left the monster dildo buried in my pussy. Somehow she fastened the strap-on straps around my waist which held the huge dildo buried in me. She made me stand up, walked me out of her bedroom, climb down the stairs and walk into our 1st floor living room. The trek was not painful, with the dildo still hanging from my pussy between my legs, but it was a little uncomfortable. Celeste sat down in her favorite chair right in front of the living room window. The drapes were open and the mailman, UPS guy or anyone stopping by could see right in. Yet, Celeste made me kneel in front of her and eat her pussy! We marched back upstairs to the dreaded couch. Celeste tried manually to fuck me with the giant dildo still protruding from my pussy, but she gave up saying that she feared tearing me up and pulled out the offending intruder from my pussy.

I was on my back on the bed with my legs spread. Celeste had chosen a vibrator with a clit tickler appendage. Celeste worked it in and out of my pussy for about 10 minutes, nut never going deep enough for the clit stimulator to actually touch my little sensitive nub. Finally, she moved it in deeper, so that the little vibrating appendage touched my clit area. I about jumped outta that bed, bud Celeste warned me not to let myself come. It would have been so easy just to let myself go and succumb to my orgasmic urges, but I held back. Celeste did this twice more and I don't know how I prevented myself from coming. After about 2 minutes on her 4th assault on my clit, with that damn little fucker. Celeste gave me the OK to come. AND come I did. She kept the little devil constantly buzzing on my clit, while the main part of the vibrator was jammed inside my pussy. I can't remember how many orgasms I had, but each was far more spectacular and intense than getting fucked by a dildo.

Our 3rd submissive lesson took place on Friday, February 2, 2001. That was final exam week for the 1st semester. We had exams Monday-Wednesday, and had Thursday-Friday off that week. Anne came to join us that day and brought her suede flogger. Most of that afternoon was somewhat of a blur to me, except for the flogging! The 2 women kept my wrists cuffed behind my back the entire afternoon. When I wasn't eating one of their pussies, something else stuffed my mouth. I was gagged with both their panties at first, and later with a ballgag, but I spent a lot of time licking and sucking clean every dildo that was used on or by anyone. The rest of the time they just shoved a dildo or vibrator in my mouth and told me to suck it. Whether I was kneeling or lying on a bed, one of them was drilling my pussy with something while the other's pussy was pressed against my mouth waiting to be licked. I was actually flogged twice that afternoon. The first was a brief flogging of my fanny. They had me kneeling over a footstool eating out Celeste, who was sitting in a chair in front of me. Anne used the suede flogger on my butt. It was a light sporadic whipping of my protruding ass cheeks, while she spurred me on to "keep licking" or "lick faster." After Celeste had 2 orgasms, Anne stopped and my butt was only a burning tingly deep pink color.

I'm no pain slut. However, I enjoyed a little pain with my pleasures. A little throbbing pain, whether from my tits or my ass, turned me on and made my pussy throb and tingle. I know that a full fledged whipping, with a 12-15 strand suede flogger, would be very painful. It would undoubtedly leave welts, but probably not break the skin. That's too much for me. However, the application of a flogger on an area of the body, using little flicks of the wrist, is quite stimulating and delivers a wickedly delicious controlled cumulative amount of pain. The coverage of a flogger is larger and more even than a hand spanking. Over a longer and more controlled time period a body area can be colored to just the right shade. Celeste and Anne had me standing in the center of the bedroom, with my wrists cuffed behind me and my ankles cuffed together for my 2nd flogging. I was gagged, but not blindfolded, so that I was able to see the flogger as it struck. I was perpetually turned on that afternoon, and of course my clit was always engorged and hypersensitive. Anne started by flogging my ass. She took her time, using lighter strokes, so that the pain and burning slowly built up and my pussy tingled and throbbed. While this went on, Celeste stood in front of me and fingered my pussy the entire time. She teased me with her fingers, but would not let me come. I found that with every blow of the flogger I was thrusting my hips against Celeste's fingers, with no release. It was a delicate exquisite torture. I know that I moaned throughout the ordeal, but they were mostly moans of pleasure.

Celeste took over my flogging and whipped my unprotected breasts. They were naturally more sensitive to pain than my butt. I wailed and whimpered into my gag during the first blows, but I soon became used to them, except when a strand of the flogger caught one of my nipples just right, and my knees almost buckled. A few flicks of the flogger hit my belly and my dripping pussy. When Celeste finished, my titties were a burning tingling shade of rosy red. They finished me off with Anne using the flogger again on my ass, as well as the backs of my thighs. Celeste stood in front of me and soothingly licked and sucked my sore nipples, while 2 of her fingers were busy deep in my cunt. There was no teasing. Celeste finger fucked me and rubbed my clit with her thumb. My hips were still thrusting into them with every blow from the flogger. I came rather quickly; standing bound on my feet, but stayed upright even through a 2nd tremendous orgasm. The afternoon was topped off with each of us eating out the other's pussies. That was the end of my submissive training, and I thought I could take and hold my own during the upcoming cheerleader's pussy eating party!

CONTINUED – Next Month