Lauren's Ruler
By: The Dom In The Hat

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This story contains a lot of non-consensual and semi-consensual humiliation, abuse, and pain inflicted on a teenage girl. It is just a story. No relation to actual persons or events and all that jazz. 

“Put that back, you can't touch that.” I was told right before Lauren ripped the old wooden ruler from my hand. I had been just kinda looking around the house and found it over a door frame and I have a habit of picking things up as I walk by. I was puzzled as to why my handling the ruler was so important when she was literally throwing a drinking party in her parents house while they were gone. I would think the ruler would be the least of her worries. I asked her what the big deal was with the ruler but she just told me not to touch it again and she ushered the other people downstairs with the booze and our glasses. I grabbed my bottle of vodka on the way out of the kitchen and walked towards the door leading to the basement, and

as I took my first step towards the basement I felt her playfully tap the ruler to my ass before she went to go put it back and it sent my mind whirling. Was she flirting with me or was she really implying that the ruler was an instrument of corporal punishment, was it both?  She was telling me something for sure but it was gonna take more investigation and it was obviously not something I really wanted to broach tonight.

I got downstairs and found the usual selection of cheap rum and girly alcopop. I was glad I had brought my own bottle. I'd offered her some but it really did not matter since she had plenty of her own, a dedicated bottle of cheap rum. I don't really want to label a sexy and smart fifteen year old as an alcoholic but she did like to drink and admitted to me that she preferred drinking alone. 

I had met Lauren through some of her older buddies who were peripheral friends of some of my close friends about two months before the party. Sure she looks like a short Avril Levine and is fun to be around but I really had no intention of fucking her. The thought crossed my mind a few times but hey she was cute and I am a guy. I really do try to keep to my policy of no high-school girls, too much drama.

I was surprised at her sudden invitation to hang out at her house with her friends, most of whom I did not know. I had not heard from her for a week or so after I brought her along to hang out with some of my friends and we had kept running into each other at parties. I had been to her house once before. It was a nice modern house out almost to the point where the suburbs meets the exurbs. Her Mother was in the medical field with the military and her Dad had some kind of white collar job as bureaucrat or something. I think he had been in the military too and she confessed her upbringing as an army brat. No wonder she drinks, having been moved around all the time. She played field hockey and was quite smart and was basically a highly functional alcoholic.

When I got down to the basement and sat down I inquired as to what the occasion was that caused her parents to be away. She said her mother was in the hospital for some acute illness and her father had left to spend the night there while she recovered. Appendicitis I think it was. I was a bit shocked since that is pretty fucked up to throw a party at your parents house while your mom is in the hospital. This girl was starting to scare me.

I had barely been there for ten minutes when Lauren came back in a few moments later freaking out cause she had called her Dad and he said her Mom was fine and he was on his way home. She ordered a quick scramble to collect the bottles of booze and head out through the basement door and some stairs leading up to side yard of the house. We said our quick goodbyes from the stairs and Lauren seemed pretty concerned that we would be seen leaving. She told us to be quiet so as not to alert the neighbors. She was definitely concerned that they would inform on her to her Dad.

As our cars drove out of her street and turned onto the main drag out of the neighborhood, we passed a big reg SUV, which I assumed was her father's car. He definitely would have noticed three or four cars fleeing his street all at once. I felt a little bad about it, but given that I no longer had to deal with parents and was living on my own I admit I kinda meanly said to myself, "ooh busted."  I figured she'd probably get yelled at like most kids here in suburbia and maybe grounded or something. I didn't really think about the ruler.

The following Friday I got a call from Lauren and she asked me to come over. She sounded a little strange on the phone like she was freaking out or something. I asked if she was alright and if her Dad found out about the party and she just said she'd tell me when I got there. I got in the car and drove to her house and when I got there her Dad's truck was in the driveway. I'd never met her parents so I was a bit put off and wondered how weird it's gonna be to be 21 and trying to explain why I'm hanging out with their fifteen year old daughter. I figured worse case they get weirded out by me and tell me not to come back, its not like I was fucking her or anything. I walk up the front door and ring the bell and after a few moments Lauren comes to the door. It looks like she has been crying and she doesn't seem to be happy to see me. I thought that a bit odd as well since she's the one who called me to come over. She grabs my hand and starts leading me back to the kitchen and then down the stairs to the basement where her bedroom is. When I get there her father is sitting on the couch like he was waiting for us. I get a panicked feeling like "oh fuck, he thinks I am banging his daughter and now he's gonna kill me." I'm a bit relieved when he stands up introduces himself as Bill, shakes my hand and invites me to take on a seat on the couch with him. Not wishing to be awkward I accept his offer. I notice Lauren walks up to the couch but remains standing a foot or so in front of us.

My conversation with Bill was a life changing event and his exact words will be clear in my memory forever.

"Jason, Lauren had a party here last week and I know you were here. I don't blame you, as a reasonable person would assume that when invited to a party it is with the homeowners permission. The reason you are here is that Lauren needs to be punished and I feel that you should be the one to punish her. I have tried my best with her but I think that when a girl reaches her age, she stops seeing her father's rules as meaningful no matter how you discipline her nothing gets through. I feel that someone a bit older but still by all accounts her peer, will have a stronger influence over her and be able to enforce some discipline on her more effectively. I need someone mature and with good sense to keep her in line, make sure she does well in school and mentor her in proper behavior. Now if you are agreeable I would like to have you punish her with me observing for the time being and while I think you will soon develop instincts as to what punishment is appropriate, for today, I just want you to carryout my instructions and if you can do that I will feel more comfortable letting you take over this duty for me in the future. So will you help me out with Lauren"

I had kept eye contact with him and been surprised at how casually he discussed his daughter in the third person while she stood there. I glanced at her and noticed she had placed her arms behind her back and was noticeably quite upset at his words.

My response was a bit nervous not sure what exactly he means by punishing her. I admit I was hoping it was corporal punishment, but I wouldn't want to be the one to mention it and then have him think I'm a total pervert.

"What do you mean, you want me to keep an eye on her for you?"

"Well that is a part of it, but Lauren is old enough to know the rules so when she breaks them there need to be real consequences. Lauren, tell Jason how you are punished."

Lauren's paleness disappeared in a second and was replaced with a full blush

"I am spanked." she practically whispered.

"Lauren, how are you spanked and speak up so Jason can hear you?" her father demanded.

I saw her lips start to mouth words, but it took a few moments of hesitation passed before she actually spoke.

"With a hand and sometimes a brush or strap or a belt or the ruler."

"That's what you are spanked with Lauren, not how. Tell him how?"

"I go over your knee or a chair or on the bed."

Now tell Jason what you wear when you are punished."

"Oh Daddy don't make me tell him it's so embarrassing."

"You tell him or it's gonna get a lot worse for you. Now what do you wear?"

"Nothing, I have to take off all my clothes." she was practically in tears by now.

I could barely believe my ears this was so wrong and yet so hot, I could feel my dick hardening.

Her father spoke again, "alright Jason, are you willing to help me out?"

I looked at him and then I looked at Lauren and I could see her begging me with her eyes to say no. Then I looked down at her hot little figure, clad in jeans and a t-shirt, and I looked back at her father to see a knowing grin across his lips and said in the understatement of the century, "Sure Bill, I don't mind." 

My mind raced with the possibilities.

"Well Lauren, time to get ready for your punishment, would you like Jason to help you out of your clothes or will you do it yourself?" Bill asked.

"I'll do it myself," she said with defeat in her eyes.

She reached down and started removing her socks slowly. Her pace apparently displeased Bill so he turned to me and said "she is being really slow about it, I think she is gonna need  the strap tonight."

Upon hearing this she picked up the pace and pulled her T-shirt off quickly, revealing her white bra. Her flat stomach, pristine skin, and perky breasts hidden by the bra was enough to give me a hard-on. She unbuttoned her jeans next and slid them down and off. I was almost bursting in my pants when she unhooked her bra and peeled it off her pert B cup breasts. They were just begging to be touched and she was so close to me. I had to stop myself from reaching up to squeeze them. She reached down to the floor and picked up her clothes and placed them off to the side of the coffee table behind her. Then she faced us, clad only in her light blue bikini panties.

"Aren't you forgetting something young lady," her father asked.

"I can't show him. It's too embarrassing. Can't you just spank me with them on."

"You know the rules, naughty girls are spanked on their bare bottoms."

"But its not fair, I look like a little girl down there."

I was following this conversation closely. She didn't seem to have a big problem with showing off her tits when ordered, but she was desperate to keep her undies on. Her humiliation and begging just made it more exciting.

Bill paused as if considering her request but I am fairly sure by his tone that he had been waiting for a chance to use me to further humiliate her. He spoke as if he was making an apology, "you leave me no choice, Lauren put your hands on your head right now. " Lauren did as she was told.  "Jason can you go ahead and take her panties down. She's being a real brat tonight."

He didn't have to ask me twice. I reached both hands out to her hips, gripped her waistband and slid her panties all the way down until they fell to her feet on their own savoring the look on her face as I stripped her of her last article of clothing. Lauren started to cry as I did it. When I saw her young pussy I saw why she had been so reluctant. She was hairless as the day she was born.

Bill spoke like he was describing a classic car, "Pubic hair is so unbecoming on a young lady, I used to have her shave prior to punishments, but last week I bought a waxing kit and had her use that this morning. She wasn't very happy about it but it works so much better. You can't even see that there was ever any hair there at all. Go ahead, feel how smooth she is. Lauren spread your legs a bit so Jason can see what a good job you did with the wax."

She gasped at the command

Lauren's entire body was blushing as she spread her legs a shoulder width apart. I reached out with my right hand and touched the very top of her pubis with my finger tips, feeling her smooth flesh as if there had never been a hair there. She shuddered a bit but remained in position. I quickly grew bolder and slid my hand down to cup her pussy. I gently manipulated her soft folds in my hand and enjoyed the waves of humiliation wash over her as I inspected her sex as one might feel the leather on a car seat. She closed her eyes to suppress the  tears.

"So what do you think," Bill broke the silence.

I still had my hand on her as I replied. "It's really smooth, like a babies bottom." Bill and I both laughed at the cruel joke. She felt so good to touch I had no plans to stop.

I was still enjoying the feel of Lauren's denuded slit when Bill pushed our game one step further, "I almost forgot, Jason while you are there can you check and see if she is still a virgin. "

"Sure" I said, I admit I was curious myself. Lauren noticeably shuddered as I pressed my index finger against her entrance but I just reached out with my left hand and palmed her sweet ass to steady her. Despite her reluctance and I'm sure to her intense shame, she had started to lubricate and I met little resistance when I pushed my finger inside of her about halfway and then I felt her hymen and heard her moan when I probed it.

"She's a virgin all right." I slowly withdrew my finger from inside her and playfully said "Good girl"  I noticed goose bumps forming on Lauren's arms and legs as she realized how quickly a man, even one she thought of as a friend, turns cruel when he has a girl under his control.

 

"Well at least there is that. Alright Lauren it is time to go over Jason's lap and take your punishment. "  Bill said.

Lauren, happy to get the focus off her hairless mound, laid down over my  lap with her ass raised high, put her arms out ahead of her, her head down, and spread her legs a bit to reveal all her charms once again. Obviously this is something she had been taught to do. 

I moved my hand to her ass almost automatically and started to acquaint myself with the target area. She had to have noticed my raging erection pushing against her stomach.

"Go ahead and start spanking her, I'm gonna go get the ruler and the strap."

I asked Bill how many spanks does she need and he just told me, "keep going until I get back, it's just a warm up for the strap and the ruler."

I reached up and gave her a medium slap on her left buttock with my right. I felt her squirm but she made no noise so I decided it wasn't hard enough so the next few I experimented with hitting her harder and I wandered around the target area to get used to the action. After about five smacks I got a rhythm going and I started to hear her whimper after each one, more so when I hit lower on her bottom and along the back of her thighs. This was kinda fun and I started to toy with her. I'd pause for a bit, rub my hand over her ass and then slam it down on a tender spot. I also starting spreading her ass apart and giving her a few slaps to her otherwise protected areas. I even slipped my left hand between her legs and started playing with her bare pussy again as I spanked her.She didn't seem to appreciate that one bit.

After a couple of minutes and what must have been nearly a hundred slaps judging from how sore my hand was becoming  her father came back down carrying a ruler and a leather strap. I slid my left hand from her now very warm pussy and I gave her a few more hard slaps and then I paused as Bill handed me the ruler.

"Hmm, you seem to be teaching her a good lesson, give her thirty or so with that, I gotta make a few calls.I'll be back in a bit."

I started whacking her with the ruler and it was like a wake up call, her whimpering became a much more noticeable squeak at each blow of the ruler. I could barely wait to hear what sounds she made when it came time for the strap. I took the opportunity to further her humiliation as I went about my task and I felt pretty comfortable taking the initiative and making it worse.

"Lauren your ass is pretty red, I don't want to hit you too many times so why don't you start counting out loud. This one is number 5." I sneered knowing it had to be closer to the tenth blow from the ruler.

"Five sir"

I hadn't asked her to address me that way but I kinda liked it. I had to know more so I paused for a moment and asked her, "does your father make you count them out like that and call him Sir?"

"Yes Sir"

"That's nice keep it up."

I resumed my attack on her tight little ass with the ruler.

swap

 "six sir"

smack

"seven sir"

crack

and so it went all the way to thirty.

When I was done Bill was still upstairs so I amused myself by rubbing  her very warm bottom and sliding my left hand back between her legs. I wanted to further humiliate her so I decided to see how much I could make her squirm.

"Your so nice and smooth down there Lauren." I said as I rubbed my hand along her slit.

She didn't respond so I decided to up the ante a bit and I started to circle my middle finger around her clitoris. She moaned a bit at first and then she buried her face in the leather couch to try and stifle them. I heard her whispering to herself and when I leaned closer I could hear her begging me to "please stop" over and over.

"You like this don't you? You know Lauren, if your father has me take over your discipline from now on I am gonna touch you like this all the time." 

I heard her take a deep breath as I let the implication sink in.She understood now that she would not only be subject to being stripped and disciplined by a man she barely knew and only 6 years her senior, but she would be humiliated and sexually abused whenever I wanted.

I kept up my molestations and I could feel and hear her getting closer to climax. The way I could tell was that she ceased begging me to stop although she was probably still hoping her father would come downstairs already and we could get started on the strap, but he was taking his sweet time. I on the other hand, was having the time of my life fingering  this squirming girl over my lap with one hand while I rubbed her well spanked ass with the other. She couldn't stifle the moans any longer, she was really close now. I stopped moving my hand on her pussy. She started to squirm on it a bit and I pulled away.

"I don't think your father wants you to enjoy your punishment quite that much little slut," I teased.

"Please...Sir, I am so close. I need it."

"Maybe later if you are a good girl." To emphasize the point, I tapped her right on her clit as I spoke. I kept tapping her for a few moments hoping to frustrate and humiliate her further. I heard someone moving upstairs and in a few moments Bill came back down looked at the tear stained face of his nude daughter over my lap and spoke.

"You seem to have things well in hand but I'd suggest that to really give her what she deserves you should have her bend over the arm of the couch and that way you can give her a proper thrashing with the strap."

"Lauren get up and do as your Father said." She picked herself off my lap in such a way as to hide her glistening wet pussy from her father's view and bent over the arm of the couch. I realized that in that moment Lauren was now obeying me and not just her Father. 

I stood up from my seat and picked the strap off the coffee table and and walked around to where Lauren's ass was on display. She was trying to prevent us men from getting a nice rear view of her charms and that was just not going to do so I told her, "spread your legs Lauren." She shuffled her feet apart and her glistening sex was now nicely framed between her shapely thighs and cute little ass.

I readied the strap and turned to Bill and asked "Is twenty enough you think?"

"Yeah that's a nice round number." he replied, as causally as if he were selling me a used CD.

I readied my strike but then I remembered how fun it was to have her count them out earlier and it would be a good way to impress Bill so I turned back to the naked teen in front of me and commanded,

"Count them out, Lauren. If you forget you get two more."

The strap was part of an old belt and it was about 3 feet long. I gave it a practice swing narrowly missing her and then I gave her one right across the peak of her ass. She cried out.

"Ahhhh, One Sir"

I waited a second and then gave her another just above the first. She cried out again, this thing must really hurt especially on an already sore ass.

"Ahhh Two Sir, please stop"

Another swing, another hit. I was working my way up.

" Ahhhhhh Three aahhhhh Sir"

Another stroke.

"Aahahhahahahh Four Sir no more please"

The fifth was at the top of her ass almost at her back. It was virgin territory as I had not spanked her there earlier.

"Five Sir" She didn't scream but the shock caused her to jump and get out of position.

"Get back in the position, if you move again you'll get another five strokes. Don't forget to spread 'em." She got back to her place and spread her legs even wider this time.

I was now aiming just below the midpoint of her ass and I was going to work my way down to her thighs. I was planning to let the last ten land on her thighs and wrap around to her sensitive inner thighs where they would really make her scream.

I laid the sixth one down hard.

"Ahahah Six Sir, please daddy make him stop." she bawled.

She cried continuously for the next 3 but managed to keep count.

For number ten I tried yanking back on the strap as the stroke landed and the effect was perfect, it slammed into the bottom of her cheek and the tip wrapped around and swatted her right on one of her pussy lips.

"ahahahahahahhahhah it hurts stop stop it hurts too much please please please I'll never do anything bad again."  She kept on crying.

"Lauren, aren't you forgetting something"

"ahaahahah ten Sir no more no more."

At that point Bill stepped in and said "I think she's had enough for tonight." Lauren looked at him in stunned relief, her father had rescued her from ten more strokes, but her hopes were dashed as he continued. "Lauren you have had enough for the night and it's getting late but those last ten strokes are still due, so tomorrow after lunch I will drop you off at Jason's and he will give you your remaining strokes and then you will thank him for giving you your discipline by cleaning his place and doing anything else he says until I come and pick you up. Is that alright with you Jason."

"Sure, I didn't really have any plans tomorrow." I smiled devilishly at Lauren still bent over the couch, trying to regain her composure.

"Ok, look for us around two o'clock then. Lauren why don't you show Jason out and then you can pick up your clothes and go to bed." Bill turned on the TV and sat down to watch leaving Lauren to her task.

Lauren wobbled a bit as she stood up and started to walk ahead of me towards the stairs, but I took her arm and insisted we walk side by side, my hand releasing her arm and then snaking down her back to grab one last feel of her now welted bottom. I stroked her marks as we walked causing her to wince. When we came to the door I realized I had yet to have had the opportunity to touch those gorgeous breasts of hers so without warning I reached around her from behind and cupped them in my hands.

She whined for me to stop and pulled away. I swung her around to face me and I looked her straight in the eyes, smiled cruelly, and said "I'll see you tomorrow." As I said it, I  reached out and cupped her pussy in my hand for a moment and then I released her, opened the door, and left.



 Tomorrow was going to be fun.



End of Chapter 1.

 

 

Lauren's Ruler

Chapter 2

Lauren's coming over to play

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

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

"Hi Bill come on in."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes, Daddy."

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

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

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

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

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

"Got it." I said.

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

"Not a problem, Bill." I smiled

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

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

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

"Lauren, are you alright in there?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

There had been no warm up, she cried out.

"Waaaan Sir"

Swat

"Two sir."

Wack

"Threeeeee sir,"

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

crack

"four sir"

The fifth one caused her to start crying in earnest.

"Aaahahah  five sir, please stop."

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

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

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

Snap

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

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

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

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

"nine sir"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lauren's Ruler

Chapter 3: Here comes the pain.

By The Dom In The Hat

Constructive comments and feedback are welcome and can be sent to: TheDomintheHat at gmail dot com

I had Lauren turn around again and face the bed while I took the handcuffs off. When her wrists were free, I reached around her and fondled her breasts in my hands. I felt her nipples were hard with fright. I toyed with them while I leaned in and spoke into her ear, "You're going to be a good girl for me now and lay down on your back on my bed. You will put your arms up and hold the bed frame and you will spread your legs as wide as you can. You are going to count each stroke and you will stay in position. If you move I will restrain you. Now do it." I let go of her and she hopped onto the bed and laid back with her pretty head supported by two of my pillows. She spread her legs so wide, I could see the muscles in her creamy smooth thighs straining and her pussy opened up a bit despite her virginity.

"Good girl, are you ready for your punishment now?"

"Yes Sir, please don't hurt me."

"Aww that's  so cute, this is probably gonna hurt quite a bit, let's just see how much."

I picked up the riding crop and I stuck out my left arm. I swung it so I hit myself hard on the inside of my forearm. There was no doubt about it, this thing stung like a bitch and left a light rectangular mark on my arm. I was really excited to see how Lauren reacted to being flogged on her breasts and nipples with it.

"Alright Lauren, this is gonna hurt, you know you deserve it though so do your best to hold still. If I have to restrain you I am going to add strokes. You do understand that this is because you disobeyed me right?"

"Yes Sir, I was a bad girl and I should have come out of the bathroom."

"Good Lauren, you're learning."

Her eyes lit up with this condescending praise, perhaps in hope that her sentence would be commuted. I stroked the end of the crop against her glistening sex, getting a bit of her moisture on the tip. Despite her fear, I knew she had to be horny as hell from all the fondling and fingering I had done to her. I slid it up her body and over her breasts and then I held it in front of  face and said "Kiss it."

She looked at me for a moment but my eyes told her I was serious. She lifted her head slightly and gave it a little peck.

"Good girl, now we can begin."

I took a few practice strokes in the air and then I sent the crop flying towards the top of her left breast, whistling through the air and landing with a distinct crack. It took about a quarter of a second for the pain to register but she let it out.  Her whole body tensed and she gripped the bed posts hard and her legs flailed to try and relieve the pain as she cried out.

"ahahahahahhahahahah Oh my god I can't do this, please no more ahahahaha"

After about ten seconds her cries had reduced themselves to a teary whining and she managed to blurt out

"One Sir."

The next one went to the same spot on her right breast. She was better prepared for it this time.

"ahaha two Sir."

I went just above the nipples for the next two.

crack

"ahaha three sir, please not on the nipples I can't take it"

crack

"ahahah four Sir"

I skipped to beneath her nipples and sent another one flying to her left breast.

"ahahah five sir, thank you for not hitting my nipple sir."

She was becoming such a good girl.

I put the sixth one on the underside of her left breast. She was expecting me to switch sides but I surprised her.

"ahahahahahah that really hurts, six Sir. Please no more"

"Are you sure that's six, I thought it was five." I mocked her but I think the joke escaped her judging by the horror on her face as she realized that the only real limit on how much I hurt her tonight would be set by me and not by any particular number of strokes.

I put the next two down on the lower half of her right breast. The marks were coming out really nice. I'd definitely spend some time playing with her tits later. She counted and cried.

"Alright Lauren, you've been a good girl, now there are just two more to go."

I swung it down and caught her directly on the right nipple.

"ahahah that hurts so much I'll be a good girl I learned my lesson. I'll never disobey you again ahahaha. Nine Sir."

"Just one more to go."

I swung extra hard this time to her left nipple. If it were possible to have whipped it off her chest, it probably would have.

"ahahahahahhahahahhahahahahahhahah" Her legs flailed again and she gripped the bed hard to keep from reaching down to rub her abused tits. She wisely guessed that to do so without permission would be grounds for further punishment. Her legs had come together and her whole body strained at the intense pain.

"Count it girl and get your legs spread again." I commanded

"ten Sir sorry Sir." she seemed relieved her breast cropping was over and she spread her legs out wide again.

When she had calmed down a bit she asked me, "is there any way you won't whip my pussy Sir?"

"Lauren, you were a disobedient cunt and you must face the consequences. I am going to give you a little rest. Stay in position."

"Yes Sir."

I leaned over her and laid the crop down on her flat stomach and then I put my left hand down on her stomach and tickled her down to where her little bush had once been but now stood smooth and silky skin. I pushed on her hood and started to rub her clitoris as it peeked out from it's sheath. She breathed deep and closed her eyes to enjoy the sensation between her legs and with my other hand I started to flick her nipples with my fingernail. She opened her eyes again and squeaked a bit at each sadistic act but soon got used to the recurring burst of pain on her sensitive nips that accompanied her growing pleasure below. With each flick I could see her hands strain to grip the bed frame tighter. I kept up the stimulation for a few minutes and got her really worked up. She was breathing heavy and moaning and writhing, still managing to hold onto the bed frame.

"Your being a really good girl now. Do you want to cum?"

"Yes Sir. Please don't stop. It feels so good."

"Good girls always ask permission to cum, understand?"

"Please Sir, may I cum? I'm so close." I sped up my massaging of her clit.

"Yes, Lauren, cum." It took a few seconds and then I watched as the spasms took her.

"uhg ugh uhh uhh" She was quite vocal and I could feel her cunt muscles squeezing deep inside her, she'd be a great fuck someday, soon if I had my way. I stopped flicking her nipples and instead I grabbed her left one and twisted it as hard as I could as she climaxed.

"ahahahahha uhg oh god oh oh ahahah my nipple uhmmm."

I released her nipple and took my hand from her pussy, my index finger dripping with her juices. I put it up to her lips and commanded her "suck", without protest she took it in her mouth and swirled her tongue around it to clean it.

I moved my hands to cover both of her breasts and I kissed her on the mouth, squeezing her breasts and rolling her nipples back and forth. She opened her mouth up and I probed her with my tongue. She started to kiss back. I made out with her for about a minute and pulled away.

"What does a good girl say when she is allowed to orgasm?"

"Thank you for letting me cum Sir." She was learning so well.

Just then the phone rang. I left her to go answer it. It was Bill.

"Hey Jason, I just wanted to let you know that Lauren's mom is in the hospital again, we're gonna do the appendectomy, and it would really be a help if Lauren could stay with you tonight as we discussed earlier. Is it OK If I pick her up later on tomorrow?"

"No problem at all, she can stay here as long as you need." I said.  Lauren sat up a bit to eavesdrop as she realized the call concerned her.

"Thanks buddy, is she behaving herself?"

"She was a bit of a handful earlier but she is learning her place now."

"Great to hear."

"Oh Bill, the stuff in that bag, what are the tubes for?"

"Heh, that's an enema kit, just put that hose in her ass and connect a full bag of water to it, she hates it a lot and you can make her hold it in for a while. That's her punishment when she stays in the bathroom too long."

"Oh, really" was all I could think of to say and I didn't want to give away the details of what I'd just learned to Lauren.

"Jason, almost forgot, there's some Icy Hot in the bag and if you want to see her really squirm just put a little of that stuff on a finger and put it in her ass or around her pussy or nipples. She'll be in tears for hours and there is no way to wash that stuff off. "

"Oh that sounds harsh." I said as I looked right at Lauren, enjoying her terror at what was being said on the other line.

"It sounds like you have things well in hand, my boy. I'll let you go now. Wouldn't want to keep her waiting. Adios amigo"

"Adios."

I hung up and looked at Lauren.

"Well the bad news is that your Mom is still sick and she went back to the hospital. The good news is that she's gonna get an appendectomy and she should be fine. The really good news is that you'll be spending the night here and probably most of tomorrow. That leaves us plenty of time to get to that pussy whipping and get to know each other a bit better. " She didn't seem too happy to hear that she'd be staying the night.

"Where will I sleep," she asked, forgetting to say Sir but I'd let it slide.

I walked over to her and started to play with her tits again. "Well, Lauren if you are a good girl, you can sleep in that bed with me. If you are naughty, then you will probably not be getting much sleep." Two images of the night rolled around in my head. One of us laying in bed side by side, me fondling her, stroking her pussy while she sobbed quietly and then another of her bound wrists attached to the bed frame, her legs held wide by the spreader bar, and me fucking her ass while she screamed in pain. I liked both images.

I kept stroking her tits and I moved to put my hard dick near her face.

"Lick it,"  She stuck out her tongue and started to service me.

I was thinking about whipping her pussy right away but I really needed some relief myself. I had already had her mouth, her pussy was off limits, that left only one option. I smiled at her cruelly and asked, "Lauren, have you ever been fucked in the ass?" Her expression told me even before she did that she was an anal virgin.

"uhh no Sir." She tearfully replied.

I looked at my watch and it was only four o'clock. I still had plenty of time and if memory served, a whole canister of Vaseline in the medicine cabinet. I squeezed her nipple with one hand and caressed her face with the other.

"Don't go anywhere, I'll be right back." I smiled at her as if to say "I own your ass."

I walked into my closet thinking about the spreader and and what it was going to feel like to squeeze inside her virgin ass. She was only 5'2'' and probably not even 100 pounds so it was gonna be a tight squeeze.  I was about to pickup the bar and the wrist cuffs and then my eyes glanced over the maid outfit and the collar and leash. I considered for a moment what would be more fun, raping her sweet ass now and then laughing as she waddled around the rest of the day or having her wear her new costume as my little pet all afternoon. I realized that it would be so much more satisfying to hold the inevitable anal rape over her head for the rest of the day, after all, she is gonna have a hard time crawling around as my pet with her ass all torn up. I decided to save that pleasure for later on tonight. There was still plenty to do and she still had five strokes to her bare little cunny before her current punishment was over. I'd take care of that first then I'll have her put on her degrading outfit and the leash and I can pull her over to fondle while she sucks my cock again. I picked up the spreader bar turned and walked back towards the bed, picking the handcuffs off the carpet as I approached.

"Change of plans dear, I'm not gonna fuck your asshole right now." She looked so relieved. It was so much fun to build up her hopes and crush them back down.

"It's time for your pussy whipping instead." I said in many ways imitating Miss Hanigan from Annie, where she informs the orphans that there will be no hot mush today to their cheers and then reveals that it will be cold mush instead. I could almost hear them go "awww" Of course Lauren's reaction to her impending dose of pain on her delicate little flower was a bit more pronounced. She started begging again, it only made me want to do it more.

I stepped back over her with the restraints. I am gonna make this easier for you so let's have your hands up on the bed frame again. She held her hands over her head and I cuffed one and then wound the chain around one of the bars that made up the bed frame and I took her other wrist and cuffed that one as well. She shuffled further up on the pillow to relieve the strain on her wrists. She did not look too happy to be chained to the bed. I took one of her legs and attached the spreader bar to it and then to the other. It was a telescoping bar adjustable from 24-60 inches and I pushed her legs out to it's maximum range and turned the bar to lock it in place, leaving her beautifully spread for what I had in mind.

I reached over her head and took a pillow from the far side of the bed. I gave Lauren a little slap on the ass.

"Lift your ass up a bit, girl." She did it and it pushed her pussy out wonderfully. I slid the pillow under her and she sat back down. She just wasn't quite where I wanted her with her weight on the pillow. I was going to grab a second one and then I had my cruelest idea yet.

"Lauren, have you ever been pussy whipped before?"

She shook her head.

"Answer me slut." I commanded sternly

"uhhhh no Sir."

"Well I've never whipped a girl between her legs before so this will be new to both of us. I imagine that you'd be a little better protected with pubic hair, but that would defeat the purpose I suppose. And I have to say that your pussy was just born to be hairless." I ran my fingers down her stomach and through her slit as I spoke and she blushed at the reference to her forcible denuding at the hands of her father the day before as well as from my unwelcome touch. I started to massage her sex. I wanted her to be nice and aroused so it would hurt more. I continued my cruel instructions as I molested her.

"Lauren, you will receive five strokes on your bare little pussy with my crop." I held it up in my right hand for her to see while I stroked her with my left. I will cut you a break and you will not have to count." I started to probe her moist folds with the shaft of the crop and ran it between her labia as I had done before. "Before each stroke I will tap you with the crop and you will push up your hips and present your pussy for punishment. If you don't obey my command then the stroke won't count." She broke down into a sob again. I don't think I will ever tire of her tears. I leaned over and licked one right off her face, tasted nice. I pulled the crop away from her pussy and wiped another tear from her eye with it before presenting it over her mouth. "Now kiss it and we will begin." She puckered up and kissed the end, tasting and smelling her own juices on it. She'd obviously enjoyed the rhythmic attentions of my fingers and the crop because she was now quite wet and the whole area was bright pink. It's about to get a whole lot brighter, I thought.

I tapped her right over her clit, the signal to rise and present her pussy at its most vulnerable for the stroke that would cause a kind of pain that would probably have her screaming and begging in no time.

She slowly arched upwards and I lashed the end of the crop down right onto her left labia. She screamed and cried pitifully, bucked her hips in an erotic dance of pain I will never forget. She quieted down but between heavy breaths  and sobs, I could hear her softly begging, "no more please" over and over. I tapped her again with the crop and again she pushed out her hips and I lashed right into her beautiful pink pussy, right on the other lip, leaving an identical mark and renewing her sweet dance of pain with her screams like the music. It went on for about thirty seconds and then I could hear that sweet soft begging again, "I'm a good girl, I'll be good, please no more, please it hurts so much, please don't please don't..."

I tapped her again, she rose up once more although with considerable shuddering in her body as she did and not quite as high as the other two times. This time I lashed right in the middle of her pussy lips. The effect was about the same. She bucked and twisted and cried out and that begging. It was the begging that I couldn't get enough of and I leaned in to hear it in all it's sweet hopeless splendor.

I knew from the beginning that I wanted to land the fourth and fifth strokes down right on her clitoral area. I had heard of people passing out from pain and I figured that if it was true then this was a sure way to put the idea to the test. I tapped her right over her clitoris and she rose up, her whole body shaking. I admired her strength of will but I suppose that she felt that any alternative to obedience would be worse. I wasn't exactly sure how I would go about making it any worse for her if she refused to do her part in making her pussy rise for the riding crop, but I suppose that I could just keep adding strokes and I guess that was her thought as well. I laid down the first stroke to her clitoral hood.

She screamed so loud that even though the unit next door was vacant, I was concerned that the unit on the far side of that one could hear. The whole bed shook as she struggled against the restraints. I knew she just wanted to rub the pain away. I reached over and rubbed her pussy with my hand very gently, feeling the indentations left by the first three strokes and I stroked her clitty until she calmed down a bit. "That's my good girl just one more to go." I said trying to soothe her. She was shaking her head back and forth and begging so much I wasn't sure if she could hear me. "oh god please please no more please I'll be sooooo good, I'm a good girl...I'll never be bad again...I'll do anything...please don't hurt me any more."

I got back to my position and tapped her again, it took a few seconds but she managed to just barely move in the direction of raising her hips. I took pity on her and laid the last one down about half as hard as the other four, but still onto her engorged clit. She bucked and cried out but not nearly as loud as the last one.  I dropped the crop and went back to massaging her hot sex and I rubbed her breasts as well. I soothed her, "it's all over now you were a good girl for me." I stroked her face and she showed a small expression of contentment as I let her rest for a moment. When she seemed herself again,  I crawled into bed with her and straddled over her chest, my engorged penis just an inch of her lips. "What do good girls say after they've been punished?" "Thank you for punishing me Sir, I will try to be a good girl," she said though a few tears remained.

"Now be a good girl and suck me. Take it all." She opened up and I pushed into her mouth. She swirled her tongue along my shaft and head like a champion, and for the first time I felt her apply a generous amount of suction. She took me all the way to the back of her throat and I could hear her labored breathing around my cock. I looked right down into her big green eyes the whole time. It was the best BJ I'd ever had. I blew my load in just five minutes. She sucked hard as I came and swallowed it all. I pulled out and without prompting, stuck out her tongue and started bathing my head and shaft to clean me. I grabbed the handcuff key from the night stand and uncuffed her wrists. I slid off her and leaned over her chest and sucked and bit at her breasts and nipples while I savored her sweet scent of sex and sweat on her firm nubile body.

I released her ankles and left her on the bed. I retrieved the collar and leash from my closet and returned. When she saw the collar, she wasn't sure what to make of it. It slid on easily enough though. When I held the leash in front of her, she realized what was happening and turned a bit pale but offered no real resistance. I was glad that I had not totally broken her will already. There is simply no fun in tormenting a girl who no longer cares. I attached the leash. It was time for her to learn to crawl as my new pet.

"Alright Lauren, time to get out of bed." She hesitantly closed her legs fearing that it would cause her more pain but there was little damage to her sweet young pussy, just a few light marks like those on her breasts and ass. She slid off the bed and onto her feet.  "Down on your hands and knees."  She dropped to her knees and got into the classic doggie position ready to crawl. I left her on the floor for a moment and pulled my pants back on. As I took the leash in my hand and started to lead her out of the my room and down the stairs I enjoyed the contrast of me being fully dressed while Lauren was nude aside from the collar. I walked, she crawled. I was the master and she was my pet. Or my slave?

When we got downstairs I lead her over to the couch and sat down. I enjoyed the sight of her on the cold floor in front of my feet. I checked my watch, it read five o'clock and the afternoons festivities had taken quite a bit out of me. I was starting to feel a bit hungry. There wasn't much in the fridge so I figured pizza would be mutually agreeable.

"Lauren, what do you like on your pizza." Lauren looked at me a bit surprised since this was the first thing I'd said to her all day that didn't involve her submitting to me. It took a moment but she found her voice, the voice of a typical teenage girl. "Uh, plain cheese or pepperoni is usually what I get."  "So do I." I replied as if we were just friends hanging out. I pulled my cell phone from my pocket and ordered up an extra large half cheese and half pepperoni from the neighborhood spot. They told it would be about 45 minutes for delivery and I hung up. Now what could I do for forty-five minutes? I looked down at the sexy young teen on her knees in front of me and thought that I'll just take it easy on her while we wait for the pizza.

"Come on up here and lie over my lap."

"uhhh why I've been good, I shouldn't be spanked anymore." She whined in panic.

"I'm not going to spank you, just do what I say," I ordered.

She appeared less than convinced but she obediently stood up and then she laid down flat over my lap. I started to stroke my hands through her hair. I wanted to spend some time just exploring her body. I moved my hands down to her neck and felt how tense she was. I spoke softly to her "Just relax Lauren, I'm not going to punish you anymore unless you are bad." She turned and glanced at me in a way that told she was not entirely convinced, but it's not like she had any choice in the matter. I slid my hands along her back charting her soft skin and then I dragged my fingernails lightly across her ass, giving her the shivers and producing goose bumps. After a few minutes of my caresses, she began purring softly as my hands roamed along her skin. I remember thinking how easily she started to act as if I am just some guy she'd willingly spend time with when I show her the slightest affection. I enjoyed toying with her emotions almost as much as her body.

Once she had relaxed and was comfortable with my hands on her, I decided to test her.  I placed my index finger to her lips and started to probe. She didn't respond at first but once I forced it into her mouth she understood and sucked on it and swirled her tongue around like it was my cock. I kept moving my digit around inside her mouth and tried to get it coated with her saliva. I continued to gently stroke her back and ass with my other hand as I planned my next violation of her body. You see, I wasn't just having her suck my finger for no good reason. I was lubing it up for her. She didn't know that yet, it was going to be a bit of a surprise. I admit though I was a bit torn by the two alternate reactions I could expect from her. If she panicked when I started to play with her sphincter then I would have an excellent excuse to punish her further, but if she submitted to the fact that her body was mine to do with as I wished until tomorrow afternoon then I could have considerable fun pushing her to see how far she was willing to go to avoid further pain and of course I would take great pleasure in humiliating her when she showed signs of enjoying it.

When my finger was as soaked in her spit as it was ever going to be I popped it out her mouth. "Lauren look at me," I ordered her softly.  Lauren didn't seem to mind a break from the simulated fellatio and I wanted to look right into her eyes as I pushed my finger into her asshole for the first time. I didn't even stop rubbing her back with my other hand, since I didn't want to give her any hint as to what was going to happen next. She looked right at me as I reached down to her sexy little ass and before she even realized where my attention was focused I was pushing right into her ass. Her eyes lit up in horror, her mouth opened, releasing the sexiest little squeaking noise that I have ever heard. As I pushed in past her sphincter I could see her eyes lose focus as her mind was directed to the feeling inside her. I wish I'd had a video camera to record it.

She soon found the will to speak."Uhhh take it out."

"Take it out? Why would I do that?" I wiggled my finger around a bit inside of her causing her to emit that squeaking noise again.

"It's...uh...it's... I don't want you to. It's yucky and it hurts."

I started to slowly finger fuck her, in and out as I asked, "does it hurt when I move it in and out?"

"Ahhhh yeah it feels weird. I don't like it...uhhhh...Please take it out," she said as she turned away from me to hide her face.  I think the tears might have started again.

"I told you to look at me, Lauren, now why should I be nice to you when you are disobeying me?" I gave her a sharp thrust as deep as my finger could go to emphasize the point. She turned her head back towards me but couldn't look me in the eye.

"Please take it out I'll be good, Sir."

"Alright then, it's coming out." I slowly slid my finger out of her virgin anus, she emitted another of her little squeaks as it pulled free from her sphincter, but her degradation was far from over. She was visibly upset when I placed my soiled finger in front of her mouth and ordered her to clean it. Her eyes told me she was considering the alternatives. Obey and taste her own shit, disobey and risk whatever alternative form of torment I could come up with. I didn't really expect her to do it, but it gave me another opportunity to punish her. She's a smart girl and I think she rightly calculated that if she submitted to this disgusting order once, she'd likely end the night sucking her shit and blood off my dick. It was a calculated move on her part, figuring that if she stood her ground on this one issue she would be spared this particular fetish and there was no amount of pain short of permanently injuring her that would get her to eat her own shit if she refused. It wasn't like I was going to tear her fingernails out with pliers if she didn't comply and she might have thought that if it came down to it, her father would support her. She chose to refuse, not an easy thing to do when you're a nude fifteen year old girl whose father turned you over to a guy like me for the night. Truth be told, I thought scat was disgusting too. I just wanted to see if she would do it.

"No." She said loudly as she rolled off my lap and stood up to face me, the leash still dangling from her neck.

"What did you say Lauren?"

"I won't do it, you can't make me eat shit."

"What if I hurt you until you do?"

She said nothing but I could see the fear in her eyes.

I took the end of the leash to let her know I was still in charge and then I let her off easy.

"Lauren, you've earned five strokes with the ruler for disobedience. Go upstairs and get it from your bag, and then go to the closet, find the maids outfit I bought for you and bring down the skirt and the top to it."

I let go of the leash but she didn't move. She seemed surprised that I wasn't going to force her after all.

"Now you have ten strokes, get moving unless you want twenty!"

She turned and scurried upstairs satisfied that she proved she still had a will of her own, one that did not want twenty swats with the ruler though.

I'd lost nothing, I figured I'd enjoy hurting her far more than making her eat shit and it wasn't as if I was not going to be plowing her ass later tonight. Perhaps I'd offer her the same choice again later just for an excuse to hurt her again. In the meantime I stood up and went to the sink to wash my stinky finger off with some soap and waited for her return with the ruler and uniform. I checked my watch, it was 5:30pm and the pizza guy should be here soon.

End of Chapter 3

Lauren's Ruler
Chapter 4: Pizza
By The Dom In The Hat
Constructive comments and feedback are welcome and can be sent to: TheDomintheHat at gmail dot com

Lauren descended the stairs carrying the wooden ruler, and the flimsy little skirt and top from the sexy maid Halloween costume I'd bought for her. She was still nude except for the collar around her neck and the leash dangling behind her dragging on the floor. I sat back down on the couch and waited for her to stand in front of me.

"Hand me the ruler, Lauren." She gave it to me and pulled her hand back. I placed the ruler next to me on the couch. She carried the two items of clothing in her other hand and was now holding them tightly to her chest. The skimpy items were not hiding much and they probably wouldn't do much better of a job once she was wearing them, but of course this kind of behavior just wasn't going to fly and I enjoyed another opportunity to make her feel as naked as she was.

"Put the clothes on the coffee table behind you," I commanded. She turned and put them down on the table leaving me with a nice view of her ass as she bent over. Before she could turn back to me, I started to run my hands along her ass and thighs. Lauren froze in place at my touch and stayed slightly bent over while I had my fun. I just couldn't get enough of her tight little body.

"Bend over and put your hands on the table." Lauren leaned onto the coffee table and held herself up with her arms. The table was about two feet off the ground so she was now pretty well positioned for the ruler, except for one little detail. I picked up the ruler and touched the inside of her right thigh with the end. I slid it up slowly until it neared her sex. I slipped the thin side between her lips and stroked her with it for a moment. I heard a little whimper of "please don't" escape her lips. Her begging is so hot.

"Spread your legs a bit wider, show me that bare little pussy." Lauren hated it when I reminded her of her mandatory grooming regimen, but she did as she was told hoping to get this latest degradation over with. I pulled the ruler away from her and stood up to get a better angle of attack.

"Alright, you get ten strokes for disobedience on your ass. Count them out as usual."

"Yes, Sir"

Swat, to her right buttock.

"One, Sir"

The next one went was to her left.

"Two, Sir"

I sent the next two lower on her ass.

"Ouch, three Sir."

"Ahhh four sir."

The fifth I cracked across the top.

"Ahhh five Sir."

I was about to hit her again when my phone rang. Lauren breathed deep, happy for the reprieve. I picked up the line and heard "Hey uh this is Pizza Paradise, I'm looking for your house." It was the delivery driver and the voice sounded familiar.

"It's 125 Main St, the one with the brick in front."

"Oh OK I passed it, I'll be right back."

"Quick Lauren, put on the maids outfit." Lauren looked at me for a moment and then decided that the she didn't want to face the pizza delivery guy in the nude. She pulled on the skimpy skirt and then she slipped the top on over her chest. I went behind her and tied it. It was little more than a piece of black cloth with strings like a bikini top. It left her flat midriff on display and the skirt only came down to mid-thigh at most. She was the sexiest maid I'd ever seen and she was still wearing the leash. She realized it too, and she reached up to detach it.

"No leave it on, never take it off unless I tell you to."
"But the pizza guys gonna see," she whined.
"He'll be seeing a lot more if you don't obey." She moved her hands away, totally red-faced as the impending humiliation of a random stranger seeing her in a skimpy outfit and a dog collar.

The doorbell rang. I went to answer it and pulled Lauren along with me by her leash. I'm sure she just wanted to hide behind sofa or in the bathroom but she didn't have that option.

I opened the door. "Hey that will be... oh hey Jason, how's it going man?"

"Pete, I thought I recognized your voice a minute ago. I'm doing real well." I gave the leash a tug and Pete's eyes noticed the cute little brunette maid. He looked her up and down for a moment.

"I see what you mean, what's her name?"

"This is Lauren. Lauren, say hello to Pete."

"uhh Hi Pete." Lauren's face told me she did not like where this was going one bit.

"Do you have time to come in for a few?"

"Uhh yeah actually this is my last delivery before I get a meal break." Pete stepped into the house carrying the hot bag with my order.

"So, you're delivering again?"

"Yeah, the semester just ended so they hired me back for the summer. It beats most of the other McJobs out there. What have you been up to."

"Oh I just graduated and my new job doesn't start until the end of the summer, I got a good deal though, free rent on this place until August."

"That sounds sweet. I hope I'm not interrupting anything with you two."

"Definitely not, grab a seat." He walked over and plopped onto the couch and I pulled Lauren back with me and took a seat, leaving her standing right in front of us. It was hard for Pete not to notice Lauren's lithe young thighs emerging from her very short skirt.

Pete spoke, "Lauren, are you going commando tonight?" Lauren didn't respond and a cruel idea hit me.

I played coy, "Ya know Pete, let's find out, Lauren pull up your skirt." Lauren hesitated, the last thing she wanted to do was show her pussy to some strange guy she'd never even met before. I waited a moment and then I shot her a look that told her that she better obey.

"We're waiting."  Lauren reached down and grabbed the sides of the hem and pulled it up just a couple of inches and she pressed her legs together to hide her charms.

"Lauren, pull the skirt up all the way and spread your legs now!!!" She knew that tone, behave or be punished. The only thing she figured to be more humiliating that having to show off her body to a stranger was going to be me disciplining her in front of him. Little, did she know I was planning to do it anyways. She pulled her skirt right up and spread her legs shoulder width apart. She started to tear up.

"Wow, does she do everything you say?"

"Mostly, but she needs a lot of punishment to keep her in line."

"Not very hairy down there, did you shave her?"

"No, she waxed."

"Really, she did a great job."

"Yeah I know, shaving doesn't even compare. Go ahead, give her a feel."

"I thought you'd never ask."

Pete looked up at Lauren and gave her a wide toothy smile as he reached out and cupped her pussy to her visible consternation.

"Oooh that's nice, she's got a really smooth cunt."

"Yeah she does, pity she's trying to stay a virgin."
 
"She is?"
 
"Yeah give her a little poke and you can feel her cherry."

Pete pushed a finger between Lauren's delicate folds and felt her hymen. Lauren was quietly repeating her little mantra, praying for us to stop. She had to know we wouldn't. Pete noticed it as he continued to play with her sex.
"Jason, what is she saying? I can't quite hear her. Sounds like 'please stop'"
"Oh yeah she does that sometimes." I looked into her eyes as  I spoke, "ya know, it's really rude for a girl to act all sad while a guy is being nice enough to finger her. Lauren, apologize to Pete for being a rude little slut."
It took her a few moments to form the words and was quite distracted by Pete's ministrations.
"I'm sorry."
"What are you sorry for, Lauren?" I picked up the ruler from arm of the couch and made sure that she could see it.
"I'm uhh...I'm sorry for being a rude little slut."
"What happens to rude little sluts, Lauren?"
"Uhm they get punished, please don't hit me anymore."
Lauren's fear kicked up a notch. It was bad enough being sexually abused by some stranger but she didn't have any interest in further punishment. In her distress she didn't even remember the five strokes she was still owed with the ruler. Pete pulled his hand away from between her legs, now covered in a sheen of her juices.
"She's pretty wet."
"Yeah, she complains but she really loves being touched. Lauren, thank Pete for playing with your pussy."
Lauren's sniffled, her eyes downcast, avoiding eye contact as she found her voice, "thank you for playing with my pussy."
"Pete, can you do me a favor?"
"Of course, anything you need."
"Well, Lauren has five strokes on her ass that she still owes for misbehaving earlier and I'm kinda hungry so if you don't mind I'm gonna go grab some that Pizza while it's still hot and you can spank her." Lauren's face was a picture at this latest development. She hadn't even though I would let Pete discipline her.

"Sweet, I'd love to give her ass a wallop."

I handed him the ruler.

"Just bend her over your lap and give her five with this. Feel free to feel her up too."

I hopped up to eat and Pete grabbed Lauren by the waist and pulled her towards him and over his knee. She didn't resist but I heard her gasp when Pete flipped her skirt up to reveal her naked ass. I opened up the heat bag, pulled out the Pizza box, and grabbed a slice. That's when I heard the first crack behind me and the first little cry from Lauren's sweet little mouth. I heard the next one as I grabbed a few plates from the cupboard. The third one came as I opened up the fridge and grabbed a beer.

"Got time for a beer Pete?" Pete sent down his fourth swat as I turned to see how he was doing.

"Not really, I gotta get back to work after this and they would throw a fit if I had beer on my breath." Pete sent the last one crashing down on the back of her thighs really hard. Lauren cried out and there was a noticeable mark that looked like it was going to last although you never know with such young skin. It did look like it hurt though and Pete had his free hand under Lauren's little top and was feeling her tits. I saw her wince as he pinched her nipples a few times.

I sat back down with my plate. "Lauren, stand up and thank Pete for spanking you."
Lauren was happy for a reprieve from Pete's unwanted attentions and briskly pushed herself off his lap and back onto her feet. Once again she avoided eye contact as she spoke. "Thank you for spanking me."
"Your welcome, Lauren," Pete smiled at her, she did not smile back.

"Well it's time for me to go, later man." Pete got up and walked towards the door.
"Later Pete, come by again some time when you are not working, I'm sure Lauren would like that."
"Heh, I sure will." Pete opened the door and let himself out, closing it behind him.

"Alright Lauren, unzip my fly and blow me, when you are done swallowing your protein shake, you can have some Pizza."

Lauren knelt down on the floor and did as I instructed. I'd never had a girl suck me while I ate before.  It was definitely an enhancement to the dining experience. I made a note to myself to make this a regular occurrence at our meals. She must have been hungry because she was quite enthusiastic and I didn't last long. She swallowed it down and when she lifted her head I handed her my plate and ordered her to fetch me another slice. She got up and got a slice for herself as well and hesitantly sat back down next to me on the couch. She scooted close to me, as if we were on a date. I suppose that imagining our time together as pleasurable was one way for her to cope. After we polished cleaned our plates, I sent her up to bring the box over and split the rest of the pizza between the two of us. I saw her eyeing my beer and realized she had nothing to drink.

"Fetch me another brew and get one for yourself. Lauren."

She put her plate on the coffee table and went to the fridge. She seemed much more relaxed now and the situation was almost normal aside from the skimpy outfit and the leash dangling around her neck. I watched her body as she moved. That maid's outfit was perfect on her and I could hardly wait to finish eating so I could violate her again.

When we were done, I ordered Lauren to wash the dishes and run the dishwasher. There were still clean plates in there so she had to put them away first. While she stood over the sink I stepped behind her and put my hands up under her skirt. Lauren froze like a deer in high-beams.

"Just keep working, " I admonished her as I slipped a hand between her legs and began playing with her pussy again.  She was  noticeably aroused when she finished rinsing the plates and putting them in the washer. I ran my hands up over her top and felt her breasts underneath the thin cloth. Finished with her task, she tried to squirm away from me but I slapped her ass and then pushed her hard against the counter top to keep her in place. I bent her over the counter slightly and untied her top. I slipped it off her and started mauling her naked tits. I kept this up for a while. I love playing with tits and every now again I'd give her nipples a twist. This went on for about ten minutes and Lauren kept squirming against me which had me so hard I thought I'd burst. I reached out to the top drawer next to the sink, which was basically a junk drawer. I pulled it open and reached in hoping to find my quarry. I felt something wooden and next to it another of the same.  Clothespins, I grabbed both of them and held them up in front of Lauren's face.

"Do you know what these are for?"

"Uhh no."

"They are for clamping the nipples of bad little girls."

"Please don't. I've been good."

"You are being good but I think we need to test them out so you can see what will happen when you are bad."

"Please no."

"I'll just put them on for a minute."

"Please don't" Lauren started to cry.

"Aww, don't worry I'll hold your hands behind you and keep track of the time. Give me your wrists."

She put her hands behind her as if she were cuffed and I gripped both her wrists in my left hand. I reached around with the first clamp in my right and popped it on her right nipple hard from the cool air. She started struggling but I held onto her wrists.

"Please take it off  it hurts  please please..."

"I've got to put the other one on before the minute starts, now hold still." Her struggled subsided a bit. Her crying continued.

I popped the second one on her left nipple and she started crying out and struggling again. I checked the clock on the wall across the room and pressed hard against her so I could feel her squirming against my cock.

"ahhh, please take them off, I'll be good."

"Just 55 seconds to go Lauren"

She continued to squirm in discomfort but after about 15 seconds her cries of pain and begging subsided and were replaced with a sort of pained humming as she counted the seconds in her head, her eyes shut. I watched the clock, but mostly I focused on the wonderful sensation in my groin as she writhed against me while I held her wrists behind her. I reached around her waist with my free hand, pushed the thin material of the skirt aside and felt her pussy, she was wet. I probed her a bit. Time passed quickly for me and slowly for her but it was over in a minute.

"That's a minute. You were a good girl, so I am going to take them off. I smiled knowing that removing them would cause almost as much pain as when they were put on. I released her wrists and used both my hands to pull the clothespins from her nipples. I didn't really open them, I just yanked them off. I'm a cruel bastard, and it was fun.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh please..." She cried out when her nipples were freed and before she could reach up to rub the pain out I had my own fingers on both of her nipples and took my time squeezing the blood back into them to produce maximum discomfort in my little teenage slave. When the pain faded for her and she calmed down I walked her back over to the couch.

"Sir, I need to use the bathroom."

"What do you say?" I exalted in the power I had over her.

"Please Sir, may I go to the bathroom, " She replied, eyes downcast.

"Is it a number one or a number two?" I asked with a smirk.

"Both, Sir."

"Alright go and do your business, then strip off that uniform, then wait for me upstairs."

I checked the clock on the wall and it was 8:15pm. Time sure flies when you are having fun, I thought.

I grabbed my laptop from the counter and googled for, "How to administer an enema."



End of Chapter 4
More to come.









 




 

Lauren's Ruler

Chapter 5: 8:30pm

By The Dom In The Hat

Constructive comments and feedback are welcome and can be sent to: TheDomintheHat at gmail dot com

You'd be surprised how difficult it is just to find some instructions on how to administer a basic enema. I found plenty of great ideas along that theme and quite a few websites devoted to it, but it took about ten minutes to find some simple steps. Ahh, the things you learn while in control over a hot teenage girl. I had heard the toilet flush a few times and some footsteps in my bedroom but the last few minutes had been pretty quiet. The task seemed simple enough. Connect the bag to the tube, fill with warm water, insert nozzle into anus, and pull the clip that pinches the hose. "Rinse and repeat", I thought as I laughed to myself.

I walked upstairs carrying the crop, ruler and a handful of clothespins, not sure if Lauren could hear me coming. I was curious to see what she had been doing since finishing in the bathroom. Would she be pacing around the room, would she be lying down crying into the pillow, would she be on her knees awaiting my command or would she try to lock herself into the bathroom again? When I stepped into my bedroom, I found her sitting on the bed, naked as I had instructed. She turned her head to acknowledge me as I walked in. It just did not seem the proper way to greet me though.

"Stand up and walk over to me, Lauren."

She hopped off the bed and walked over to face me. I watched her body as she moved. I put the items down on my desk. In my entire life I had not experienced a more intoxicating feeling than that from having a young girl stand before me naked awaiting my next command, trembling with fear.

"Let's work on the proper way to greet me when I walk into the room from now on. You will stand facing me when I enter the room, hands behind your head, legs spread shoulder width apart, and you will look at me. Let's try it now."

Lauren adjusted her stance, placed her hands on the back of her head, and looked me right in the eye. I stepped close to her, blew some air over her face, then I placed my hands on her breasts and began to fondle her. I pinched and twisted her nipples a bit to see her wince in pain. Next I slid my right hand down over her flat stomach and down to her pussy where I once again manipulated her body to produce some lubrication, watching her eyes dilate as she dutifully obeyed my order to maintain eye contact.

"That's a good girl. From now on this will be your presentation position. You will greet me in this position whenever I enter the room and you will assume this position when I order you to present.  Now what do you say? "

Lauren stared at me for a moment, I'm not sure if she had forgotten our earlier lesson with Pete or whether she had found her resistance, whatever it was, it only lasted a few seconds.

"Thank you for playing with my pussy, Sir."

"You are welcome Lauren, when you are a good girl I will make you feel good. Now your father included an enema kit in your little overnight bag and since I am going to fuck you in the ass tonight, I figured it would be a good idea to clean you out first."

Lauren's face was a picture as I casually announced that I would anally raping her and that it would be convenient, for me, if her asshole was clean.

"Now go into the bathroom and present." Lauren scurried into my bathroom and assumed the position again. I picked up the bag she had brought with her, removed the enema kit, and walked in behind her.

I held up the instrument that would soon be causing her considerable discomfort and humiliation. Then I made a big show of connecting the plastic bag to the tube and I checked to make sure the clamp tight on the hose. I placed my hand back on her pussy, sliding a finger along her slit and over her clitoris. I continued to forcibly pleasure her but it just wouldn't be enough fun if I didn't force her to humiliate herself fully.

"Lauren, we can do this a number of ways. The water can be too hot, too cold, or just right, it all depends on how you behave. If you give me any trouble with this the water will not be just right. Understand?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Tell me how your father gives you an enema."

"Uhm when I stay in the bathroom too long he gives me an enema to punish me."

"What position are you in?"

"On my knees."

"Your head down and your ass up huh?"

"Yes Sir, uhmmmmmm." I tweaked her clitoris to reward her for her cooperation.

"How many enemas does he give you."

"Just one."

"Is the water hot or cold."

"Hot, he makes it really hot and it hurts more."

"Good, has anyone else ever given you an enema before?"

She averted her gaze from me, "No Sir, just him."  I could tell she was lying and I reached out and pinched her nipple hard. She cried out.

"Tell me the truth!," I demanded. "Who else has given you an enema?"

"Ahhahah my uncle please let go." I released her nipple and then I tweaked her clitoris more as she breathed in deeply. I worked the blood back into her nipple as she calmed down.

"Tell me about the time with your uncle." I continued fingering her.

"uhmm he and my dad and my uncle, they uhh switched places and he uhmm did it to me while my dad did it to Ally." The plot thickens.

"Who is Ally?"  She was getting close to cumming.

"My cousin."

"How old is she?"

"She's fifteen like me, a few months younger. Uhhhhhmm please uhhh, Sir, may I cum, please uhmmmm?" I backed off a bit, this was an opportunity for further training.

"Not right now, my little slut, perhaps after your enema."

"Please Sir, I need it so bad." She was humping the air. I am such a bastard. "I said no, Lauren. Who decides when you cum?"

She looked up at me with her eyes just like a puppy. Her lips pursed, begging me to change my mind and let her have release. When she realized I would not be swayed she dropped her head and said, defeated, "you decide when I cum, Sir."

"Thats right."  I pulled my hand away from her pussy. "Now what do you say?"

A tear fell from her left eye as she replied, "thank you for playing with my pussy, Sir."

"Your welcome. Now, my little slut, I want you down on your hands and knees and stick your ass up and out."

Lauren dropped to cold tile and put her head down and her ass up as I instructed. I love watching young girls bent over. Their pussies peak out from between their thighs, and Lauren knew how to arch her back in that sexy way that says she's ready to fuck.

"Good girl. Spread your legs wide and make sure your breasts touch the floor too."

"Oh its so cold," she complained as she pushed her ass up higher and her tits touched the tile. Her legs spread out, all her charms revealed.

I began running the sink and trying out different temperatures of water. I settled on hot enough to notice, but not so hot it would burn her. I filled up the bag and then I loosened the clamp long enough to let the tube fill. Now for something to lube up her ass a bit. I thought for a moment and then I got a great idea, no vaseline just her own natural juices. I got down on one knee for better access. Then took a few dabs from her pussy and coated the nozzle. I coated my finger again and put it to her anus, clenching and unclenching with her nervousness.

I rubbed around her anus a bit and then pushed in, producing an "uggh, eee" from Lauren. I started to move it in and out, producing some lovely sounds as I played her like an instrument.

I cupped her pussy with one hand as I continued to finger her sphincter with the other. Her moans and mumbles let me know I was having quite an effect on her. She was still very aroused. I popped my finger out of her ass and she made a little squeak. Then I took hold of the bag and hung it high from the towel rack.

"Get ready for your enema." I smiled at Lauren as I pushed the nozzle into her ass producing a little squeak from her. With my hand on her pussy I could feel her whole body quiver as it went in. I loosened the clamp and the bag started emptying into her bowels. I saw the liquid slowly draining into her.

"Lauren turn your head and look at me." She turned far enough to see me smiling at her cruelly. Her face was contorted in obvious discomfort and her eyes glazed over as she focused on the feelings inside her. She still had her hands on the toilet seat, and her legs spread. The bag was about half empty now and Lauren's belly was starting to bulge, she was making a little grunting noise as the discomfort set in.

I stood up and walked out of the room and came back with the riding crop and then a brilliant idea crossed my mind and I went back to my desk and grabbed my camera. I wanted to get a few shots in for future amusement. I turned on the camera and snapped a pictures while I watched the water fill her. She heard the artificial sound of the shutter closing on my digital camera and cried as her humiliation reached a new peak and she knew her degradation was being captured for posterity. I'm not sure if the enema was leaving her much time to think about what might become of those photos, but I'm sure it would give her something to cry about later. I continued my little photo shoot as the water stopped flowing. It seems my little slut was now full. The water stopped flowing, she seemed to feel it too.

"Lauren, how long does your father make you hold the enema," I asked as I clamped the tube shut again.

"uhhhh five minutes, Sir." She seemed to be in considerable discomfort.

"Does it hurt?"

"Yesssss, Sir uhhhh."

"Perhaps this will help." I started rubbing the crop along her slit. She was so horny she started trying to hump against it in spite of the movement increasing the cramping in her belly.

By the time the five minutes were up she was alternating between begging to cum and begging to release the enema. I was taking stills and short video clips the whole time.

"I am going to pull out the nozzle, once I do that you may sit on the toilet but do not let it out yet."

"Yes, Sir...uhhhhhmahhhh." She moaned as I removed the nozzle and she slowly stood up and then squatted over the toilet. I took a few more snapshots and then I said. "Lauren, you can let it go now."

The noises were quite unladylike as the water squirted out of her ass. She sighed with the release and stared at the floor in shame.

"Look up at me, now." She looked up as ordered. "Clean yourself up and then I want you on the bed in the same position as you had for the enema."

"She looked down at the bulge in my pants, then she looked back up and said, "yes Sir."

I left her on the toilet while I went back into the bedroom and grabbed the handcuffs and and the ankle spreader bar. She got up from the toilet and washed her hands then proceeded to lie down on the bed with her ass in the air, legs spread wide, head down, ready to be fucked.

End of chapter 5

Lauren's Ruler

Chapter 6

By The Dom In The Hat

Constructive comments and feedback are welcome and can be sent to: TheDomintheHat at gmail dot com

    My slave for the evening, Lauren, knelt on my bed, legs spread, ass up, head down. Her pussy and asshole framed between her ass cute little ass cheeks. I held the wrist and ankle restraints with the spreader bar. I stripped off my clothes as I approached the bed.

I sat down on the bed next to her and put my hand on the small of her back and started to pet her, sliding my hand down over her ass.

I attached the spreader bar to her right ankle and then the left. Lauren just kept on staring down at the bed. I moved my hands up her thighs and stroked her pussy.

"You are being a good girl now, this is the position I want you in, but first you need to come over here and suck me. Use a lot of saliva cause that is going to be the lube. It is in your own best interest to do a good job, understand?"

"Yes, Sir"

Lauren crawled around and lowered her mouth over my erection. It felt great, even better than the last time. I would imagine that even with all the abuse I had put her through so far today, the thought of unlubricated anal penetration was an excellent motivator for her to get as much saliva on my dick as possible. I allowed her a few minutes at her task while I fingered her bare sex causing her to moan around my cock.

"Alright thats good enough. Get back into position. Can I trust you to hold still without the wrist cuffs?"

"Yes, Sir. Thank you for playing with my pussy, Sir."  She surprised me by thanking me without prompting. She was learning her place at last.

Lauren turned to face the metal frame at the end of the bed, head down and ass up once again, resigned to her fate. She gripped the bars of the bed frame to steady herself. I moved to mount her. My dick was dripping with her spit and and ready to make an entrance. I rubbed some of her secretions around her anus as she kept winking it out of nervousness. I pressed my dick to the entrance and began to push inside of her. Her anus didn't put up much resistance, her recent enema had stretched her out a bit and I slid inside without too much effort. Lauren groaned as I invaded her ass. I began to stroke in and out, pushing deeper each time. It felt amazing, she was tight as a vice and so soft. She emitted groans as I went in and cute little squeaks as I pulled out. I pushed in all the way and began to give her long deep strokes while she held tightly onto the metal bed frame with her hands, struggling against the spreader bar holding her legs apart. I started to stroke her pussy and squeeze her tits. She started to moan loudly with each stroke as I continued to pound her ass. A few minutes later as I was close to blasting my sperm in her ass she was crying out, "ahhhh ummmmm. ahhhh ummm." as I went in and out.

"Does my good little girl want to cum?"

"Yes ahhh Sir, ummm please may ahhhhh cummmmmm pleasssssse."

"You have permission to cum my little slut,"

She started to convulse almost as soon as I had given the word, crying out as she orgasmed. I was ready as well and I stroked in balls deep as I shot my load in her ass. It was the best fuck of my life and I am sure it was quite memorable for Lauren as well. She collapsed as I pulled out her, the spreader bar still holding her legs wide apart.  I rolled off her and went to the bathroom to relieve myself and clean up a bit. I went back to the bedroom to find her where I left her, lying face down on the bed with her legs still bound apart. I stood over her and gently stroked my hand down her back and down her thighs. Lauren sighed softly. I released her ankles from the spreader bar. She moved her legs a bit but kept them spread. "That's my good girl." I said as I stroked her.

I hit the lights and climbed back into bed. I pulled the covers over us both and my hands wandered around along her body as she drifted to sleep. I too soon fell asleep.

My alarm went off at 9:00am, I turned it off and then turned on my side to find the nude teen next to me on splayed out her stomach. I had a bad case of morning wood and it was time for one of lifes greatest pleasures, a good-morning blow job. I stroked her back and ass for a few moments. And how convenient that I had a little teenage slut in my bed to give it to me.

"Wake up Lauren, wake up."

Then I slapped her hard on the ass which roused her immediately. She turned to look at me and there was a play of emotions across her face as she came to and remembered how she came to be sleeping in my bed.

"Good morning Lauren."

"Uhh Good morning...uh Sir."

"Do you know what time it is, Lauren?"

"Uhm maybe like 9 or 10, Sir"

"That is true, but it is also time for you to suck my cock." I smiled at her. She did not return the expression.

She hesitated for a moment but I reached under her and squeezed her nipple hard and that got her attention.

"You will do it now or face the consequences. I still have plenty of time to punish you before your father comes back and I am sure he would not want to hear that you are still being disobedient." There was a definite look of fear in her eyes when I mentioned a bad report to her father and she briskly got up on her knees and turned towards my erection as I threw the covers off of both of us to give her access. Her mouth went down over my cock and I started to grope her ass and run my hand along her slit.

"More tongue, Lauren and go deeper, just breathe through your nose, " I directed her. I noticed the leash was still dangling from her collar and I took hold of it, further humiliating her as I gently tugged on it as she went about the  degrading task of orally pleasuring me. I started to finger her as she worked and I soon rewarded her with a mouthful of semen, which she dutifully swallowed as I had taught her. I let go of the leash, rolled out of bed and looked at her for a moment, studying her cute figure and plotting my next move to violate her further.

"Alright, Lauren, get off the bed and present."

She slid off the bed and onto her feet. She spread her legs and placed her hands behind her as she had learned last night. I let her stand there while I retrieved the riding crop. I approached her with the crop in hand and dragged it along her skin, starting at her chin, moving down to her breasts and eventually rubbing it between the folds of her young pussy. I had to figure out a way to convince her father to let me fuck her, but it wasn't going to happen  today.

It was then that a thought occurred to me, I am one of those people who is never fully awake until I've had a nice hot shower and what better shower companion is there than a delightfully sexy and compliant teenage girl.

I dropped the crop, took Lauren by the hand, and led her to the bathroom where I started the shower. I left the cold water on at first, I wanted to toy with her for a minute. I stepped into the stall with her and then pushed her under the cold spray and she shrieked, much to my amusement. She tried to step out but I held her there until she was shivering. I pulled her back from the spray and squeezed against her, feeling her shivering against my body as I gripped her breasts in my hands, the nipples ready to cut glass. I toyed with them for a few moments and she squirmed against me as I twisted and squeezed them.

I reached through the  cold stream and turned the handle to the left to bring up a nice hot temperature. I tested the waters by forcing her into the stream first. She didn't push back so I assumed the water was more comfortable now. I stepped in right behind her, my hands roaming across her body and my dick rubbing against her ass.   We spent over 30 minutes in the shower. I washed her body and her hair, and had her do the same for me. I turned her around to face me and kissed her deeply while I fingered her. She was enjoying my tender attentions. When she was near climax, she asked for permission to cum and I granted it. I had to keep her from falling over as her knees gave out. I was pretty hard and as much as I wanted to fuck her pussy I knew that was against the rules her father had left me so I turned her around again and forced her to bend over as I positioned my cock at her asshole.

She realized what I was doing and begged, "please let me suck you, sir, I hate it back there, please."

I spoke into her ear. "Lauren, until your father comes to pick you up, you belong to me and I have the right to fuck your ass and I am going to do so, be a good girl and don't resist."

"Please it hurts."

"I know, but it's part of your punishment Are you going to be a bad girl?"

"Please don't."

I squeezed her nipple hard, "What happens to bad girls Lauren?"

"Oooh they get punished, Sir. Please let go."

"And how am I going to punish you now?"

"By uh... by fucking my ass, Sir."

"That's better, be a good girl and it will be over sooner."

I started to push inside of her. Her anus gave less resistance than it did last night. I used her breasts for leverage as I forced myself all the way in and began to make deep slow strokes. She must have been pretty sore, she cried out almost continuously. I on the other hand enjoyed myself immensely. So it goes.  After I filled her ass with my unwanted children I finished washing up, while she recovered from her ordeal.  I turned off the faucet and grabbed a towel for myself. I had her stay as she was, bent over with her hands against the tile. Mostly dry, I stepped out of the stall and went into my bedroom.  No sooner had I pulled on a pair of boxers did the phone ring.

End of Chapter 6