2 comments/ 28583 views/ 18 favorites Mixed Emotions Ch. 01 By: Scorpius1945 Chapter 1 Marcie Takes Control Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. 3. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order. -------------------------------------------- He pumped into her -- in, out, in out -- a tense look upon his face as he focussed on his one goal -- to cum!! He picked up the pace, feeling the mounting pressure in his balls, his rigid cock reaching into the far depths of her cunt and he visualised fucking the pretty barmaid at the tavern where he'd spent the past few hours. Now she wouldn't just lie there! Oh no, not her. He imagined her all over him, voluptuous tits rubbing his chest as she sat on his huge cock that explored her farthest depths. Just the thought was enough. "Oh, oh oh aaargh! I'm cumming," he shouted and felt the spurts of cum flow through his cock and shoot against his wife's cervix. It was all over in a few seconds. He relaxed, came back to reality, withdrew his rapidly softening cock and rolled off Marcie, his wife of nearly 20 years. Replete with the combination of the Friday night drinks with his fellow mill workers and what had become his weekly sexual release, within a minute he was gently snoring. Marcie carefully disentangled herself from his limbs, feeling the unsatisfied sexual urges in her abdomen and cunt, and silently made her way to the bathroom, collecting her vibrator from her dressing table as she went. In the bathroom she removed her panties, which Gregg had simply pushed aside in his haste mount her, and fingered her clit, feeling the growing sexual arousal but delaying her release. Relaxing on the padded stool she leaned back against the wall, opening her legs and gently rubbing her clit exactly as she liked it best. A tremor ran through her body and she felt the lubricating fluid flow from her cunt and coat her pussy lips and clit. A quiet "Ooooh!" escaped from her lips as she continued to revel in the sexy feelings emanating from her womanhood. A few more minutes! She felt the sensations running through her body, causing her toes to curl from the tingling sensations in her feet. She massaged her breasts, paying particular attention to her nipples, now standing out turgid and proud. It was time! Carefully lubricating her vibrator with her pussy juice, she slowly inserted it to its full length so that the roughened fingers rested against her clitoris. She turned it on. Immediately the arousal she had felt doubled as the latex fingers did their job, vibrating and stimulating her clit beyond what was possible with her fingers. "Ah, ah, aha AAAAHH," she cried involuntarily as the waves of passion engulfed her, toying with her as she wallowed helplessly in the throes of ecstasy. Still the tension increased; still she climbed the slope; time ceased to exist, her entire focus was on her clit and cunt as they started to spasm and then she was there. "AAAAAARRRGGGHHH" she screamed as she writhed in an intense orgasm which lasted forever, or so it seemed, before gradually ebbing away as the vibrator continued its monotonous hum. Slowly, ever so slowly, she came back to reality. Reluctantly she turned the machine off, hoping vainly for some last erotic sensation. Grabbing a towel she wiped the stool, the vibrator and herself before gliding silently back to bed, snuggling in beside her comatose husband who was still snoring gently. Next morning, Saturday, she was up and about early, having breakfast with Dana, their 17 year old daughter who looked like a miniature Marcie. Today was picnic day. First Saturday each month Dana and Gabby, the neighbour's daughter who was only a couple of weeks younger than Dana, would go on a picnic with the other's family, with parents alternating between taking the girls on a picnic and having an 'adults only' day to themselves. Usually the activities for Marcie and Greg on their 'adults only' day were working around the house -- mowing lawns, trimming hedges, tending the garden and a little building maintenance. "Not today," said Marcie to herself, "Not after Greg's performance last night. I am heartily sick and tired of his so-called love making. It's past time for a change." Marcie made breakfast for herself, Greg and Dana, checked that Dana had the bag she had packed the previous evening, and sent her off when David and Pam tooted the horn outside. Marcie then collected the two breakfasts and a fresh pot of coffee and went back to the bedroom. She stripped off her housecoat and sorted through her lingerie drawer, choosing her sexiest and briefest bra and panty set. Observing herself in the mirror she paused, "Hmmm, not too bad for 39 years," she thought. "A few wrinkles here and there, a bit more padding than she would have liked in places, but generally passable," she surmised. "Greg really doesn't have too much to complain about," she concluded, wondering to herself why the magic had gone from their marriage after only 20 years. Carefully Marcie uncovered Greg as he slept, lying on his back and emitting the occasional gentle snore. She did a quick inventory of her 41 year old husband; a bit of a beer pot from Friday nights with the boys, good muscle tone but not as well defined as 20 years earlier, "To be expected," she thought charitably. Great cock, although at present it was lying peacefully limp, sated after the previous evening's efforts. Marcie selected her bottle of aromatherapy oil from the dresser, tipped a small amount into her hand and held it as it warmed slightly. She them gathered Greg's limp cock and gently started massaging it, extending her ministrations to his ball sac, lying loosely against his upper thigh. Greg stirred and let out a gentle moan as his member started to become more turgid. He partly rolled over; Marcie followed his cock, continuing the gentle massage. After a few minutes he stirred and opened his eyes, a smile on his lips. "So you want some more, do you?" he asked. "Didn't you get enough last night?" "Good morning, lover," she replied, "You can hardly call last night's session fulfilling for me, can you? It seemed to be all about you." He thinks back to the previous evening -- he fucked her, what more did she want? Women! Never satisfied. Then he remembered that when he came he'd been visualising the barmaid with her copious tits barely covered by her uniform. His cock gave a lurch, which Marcie noticed. She stopped her massage. "Hmmm, what was that for? Have you just remembered what happened last night? Two minute wonder you are," she said scathingly. "What's the problem?" he asked, "I did what I always do on Friday nights -- had a few drinks and a bite to eat with the boys from work, came home, made love to you, and then slept. You've never complained before. What's the problem?" "The problem," she said bitingly, "Is that you cum and I don't. So just like usual on a Friday night, you take me to bed, use me as your fuck whore, then go to sleep. I then get up and masturbate in the bathroom to get some sexual release before coming back to sleep." She felt herself blushing at this revelation. "This has gone on long enough," she continued. "I am fed up with your arrogant, self-centred attitude. I am fed up with not gaining satisfaction while you have your fun. Don't you remember what it was like early in our marriage? You would make love to me for hours, carefully and gently bringing me to small then gradually larger climaxes until in the end you had me screaming and climbing the walls. That's making love. What you did last night and the many Friday nights before that was simply screwing or fucking or whatever -- but it certainly wasn't making love. However, I am taking pity on you. I've made you breakfast so we can sit in bed, eat breakfast and discuss the situation. What our marriage needs is some adventure or it'll be over." Marcie wiped the oil from her hands, passed Greg his breakfast and gave him a gentle, loving kiss. "I still love you," she said. "You are a wonderful provider, a fantastic father to Dana and still have a sexy bod. So I don't want to leave you or find a lover. But I can't go on without you really making love to me and releasing my sexual tensions. If I don't have sexual release I get bitchy and that is no fun for anyone. So we have our 'adults only' day today and it is high time we discussed our marriage and ourselves together. Now think on this as you eat your breakfast." Greg looked at Marcie as though he was seeing her for the first time, took in the firm voluptuous figure which showed few signs of aging, and noted, for the first time consciously, that she was wearing her sexy lingerie. His cock jerked with renewed life as he reached for his breakfast and began eating. They ate in silence, each with their own thoughts; each wondering how this day would pan out. Marcie turned on the radio to a station playing romantic music and let her mind drift back to the early days, when she and Greg couldn't get enough loving, when they had to sneak away from their parents to be together, all the excuses for mussed up hair and grass stains on her dresses, the feel of his enormous-seeming cock sliding into her tight cunt, stimulating every nerve along the way, and finally bringing her to a shattering orgasm. Greg was also lost in his thoughts. His, however, went back to the previous evening and that barmaid who looked so sexy in her too-tight top and too-short skirt -- just as he liked them. He wondered if she was wearing panties underneath -- yes, of course she must have been -- mustn't she? Maybe he'll check next time. Maybe he'll get a free feel. He'll have to drop something on the floor so he can cop a look at her tits when she bends down to pick it up -- or maybe she'll face away from him and he'll get a great view of her arse as she bends over. So what did Marcie want? Oh well, guess I'll just pretend to listen and nod reassuringly -- she'll come round. Must just have been something that happened yesterday that's got her all upset. Women! he thought. Still, it was nice of her to bring me breakfast in bed and she still looks pretty good in her bra and knickers, especially at her age. Breakfast over, Greg and Marcie turned to face each other, Marcie with her legs crossed. Greg looked at her mound hidden by the thin silk in anticipation. Marcie began by reminding Greg of the lovers they once were when they were courting, how neither could get enough of the other, of the shattering orgasms he would bring her to, of lying in bed all day, making love for hours until they were both worn out and sore. Greg's cock became semi-hard as he listened to Marcie and he had a few twinges of guilt that maybe he had been ignoring her a little and maybe he had been too interested in his own orgasms and had been inconsiderate. But he was also thinking of the barmaid's tits and arse and how she would feel impaled on his cock. "So don't you have any comments?" Marcie asked. "What?" asked Greg, snapping out of his daydream. "I asked you what you thought about our current relationship from a sexual perspective. Haven't you been listening? This is a serious discussion we are having -- our whole future relationship hangs on the outcome -- and you're away daydreaming! Thinking sexy thoughts too by the look of your cock." "Sorry, honey. You can't really expect me to concentrate while you're dressed like that and sitting like that. If you didn't have those knickers on your pussy would be winking at me." "For heaven's sake this is serious. Get your mind above your waist for a while so we can discuss things in a reasonable, adult manner. I asked you what you thought about us bringing some adventure into our sex lives. Have you any fantasies that you would like to explore? How do you feel about us being a little more adventurous?" At the mention of fantasies Greg's mind flicked back to the barmaid. He reluctantly refocused on what Marcie was saying. "If you have some fantasies that you would like to explore then maybe we could start from there. I really don't have any fantasies," he lied, thinking of a threesome with Marcie and the barmaid. "OK," replied Marcie, "Let's set some ground rules. If we're going to be adventurous and explore the outer fringes of sexual pleasure we need some rules in case one of us gets carried away and possibly causes some real harm to the other. After all, while I might like to fantasise cutting your cock off, I wouldn't really want to do that -- at least I don't think I really want to," laughed Marcie. "You'd better bloody not!" said Greg. "So what rules do you suggest?" "Well, first off we need a safe word. This is a word which either of us can use if we genuinely feel that the situation is going too far. We then need to discuss what other rules we want. I would suggest that one of these be that no permanent physical harm is done. So while it's OK to spank the other person and cause a reddening of the arse cheeks, things like cutting or stopping bloodflow to organs for more than say 15 minutes are completely prohibited. So, for example, I couldn't tie off your balls for a few hours because that would effectively castrate you, but I could do that for 15 minutes. What do you think of that idea?" "Shit! You wouldn't really tie off my balls for 15 minutes would you? You wouldn't, would you? Tell me you wouldn't," said a concerned Greg. "Why not? Your balls would survive; it could be a great idea and certainly a very interesting and exciting trust lesson. If your hands and feet were tied and you could not undo the knots, and then I tied off your balls, you would be completely helpless to save your balls unless I untied them again. So you would have to completely trust me. Similarly you could tie off my clit while I was tied up and I would have to trust you." "Oh," said Greg, looking a lot more concerned and focussed than a few minutes ago. "So you're saying that I could whack your arse and tie off your clit for 15 minutes and you'd let me?" Marcie breathed a little heavier. "Yes," she said, "At least I think I would." "Oh", said Greg again. "So what if I used the safe word when you tied off my balls or you used it when I tied off your clit?" "Then whoever had tied off whatever would have to undo it immediately. That is the idea of a safe word. Sometimes it may simply be that a rope or something is pinching really badly so then you can simply reposition it and try again. It's also important that a person has some form of signal if they are in a situation where they cannot speak." "Okay," said Greg slowly, mind visualising situations when this may happen. "So what about bringing other people into our relationship, like a threesome or something?" asked Greg, thinking of the barmaid again. "We would have to discuss that before the other person was brought in," said Marcie. "No good bringing him or her in and then having to send them home again." The mention of a him as well as a her brought a whole new meaning to Marcie's words. Greg suddenly realised that it was not going to be all one way -- a threesome could just as easily be another guy as the barmaid. "So do you have any other guy in mind?" asked Greg. "Mmmm -- perhaps I have," she said, giving him a wicked grin. "Do you have any other girl in mind?" she countered. "No, not at all," he replied, too quickly she thought, noting also a slight blush and a failure to meet her eyes. "So just hypothetically," she continued, "If I was to allow you to bring another girl into our marriage bed, would you also allow me to bring another guy there?" she asked. "What, at the same time?" he asked, "That would make a foursome. Hmmm, that could be fun I guess." "Well, it could be at the same time, but it may also be at different times. So if I brought another guy into our relationship, would you let him fuck you in the arse?" "Hell, no. What do you think I am, a poofter?" "But you'd be quite happy to watch another woman and I make love, wouldn't you?" The thought of this started to turn Greg on, obvious to Marcie from the engorgement of his cock. "Yes," he replied, more hesitantly than he felt, I guess so." "Then why the reluctance? I just might like seeing you get fucked in the arse," she persisted. "Wouldn't it be worth being fucked in the arse to get the opportunity to see me make love with another woman, a woman who you also would fuck? Fucking a man in the arse or being fucked in the arse when in a threesome situation is more bisexual rather than homosexual, so you wouldn't be a poofter." "Yes, I guess so," he replied, still uncertain. "Judging by your cock right now, he certainly likes the idea," she said, staring at Greg's almost fully engorged cock. "Does all this talk of what we can do to explore our sexuality make you horny?" she asked teasingly. "Yes," he said, reaching for Marcie. "Uh oh, not so fast big boy. Let's put our money where our mouths are. You're not just going to have a quick fuck to get your rocks off and leave me filled and unfulfilled," she smiled at her own joke, "We're going to do a little exploring and adventuring. Wait right there." Quickly she twisted off the bed, avoiding his hasty grab, and went to the kitchen. What could she use? What could she do? What would be simple yet effective? She grabbed a coil of soft rope she found on the fridge, a box of large rubber bands from the drawer, a pair of scissors and a fly swat. That would have to do for now. When she walked back into the room Greg was lying on the bed gently rubbing his swollen cock. "OK lover," she said, keeping well away from him, "Spread those legs wide." No response. Greg continued to lie there with a faraway look on his face. Thwack! Marcie brought the fly swat down full force on his swollen cock. Greg screamed and curled into a ball on his side, exposing his arse cheek. Thwack! again on the arse cheek. Greg jumped, looked at Marcie fearfully, rolled partly onto his back and slowly spread his legs. "That's better," said Marcie. "Next time I command you to do something, do it immediately and you will save yourself some pain. Now, put your arms above your head," she commanded. Greg obeyed immediately this time, his cock and arse still stinging from the previous swats. Marcie took the roll of rope and tied his wrists to the bed legs at the head of the bed and his ankles to the legs at the foot of the bed. "Now that's better," she said, "Now you're a bit more under control, although you will still need a great deal of training." Greg tested the ropes but they were tight enough to hold him without being tight enough to cut off the circulation. Marcie picked up his now flaccid cock. "So," she said crooningly to his cock, "What shall we do with you?" She caressed his balls lovingly, gathering them into her hand, tightening her finger and thumb around the top of his sac and gently pulling down on them, which elicited an "Ow, not too hard, be gentle on them." from Greg. "These are my balls and I will do what I like with them," Marcie said menacingly. "What about a safe word?" enquired Greg. "Okay, I guess we'd better have one although in this first session I won't be doing anything that you will have difficulty tolerating. Your safe word is tomato. Ok?" she asked. "Ok," Greg replied. "So if I was to say tomato now what would you do?" "Well, I would first let your balls go," she said, giving them an extra squeeze as she said this, "And then I would untie you. But as you are not in any pain nor any real discomfort, there would have to be a penalty -- maybe a dozen swats on your cock and balls with the fly swat. " Mixed Emotions Ch. 01 "Oh, OK" said Greg, "I'm hardly in a very strong position to negotiate." Marcie continued playing with his balls, squeezing gently, pulling down, until the scrotum was loose and relaxed. Taking a length of soft rope she made a loop in the middle and placed the balls through the loop then tightened the loop so that they would not fit back through the hole but it was not cutting off the circulation. Taking four large rubber bands from the box she joined them in pairs and placed one from each pair around each of his feet. She then tied the ends of the ropes from his balls to the other stretched rubber band in each pair, adjusting them so there was equal tension in the two ropes and his balls were stretched towards his feet. A grimace of pain crossed Greg's face but the pain slowly decreased as his balls became used to the tension. "So how does that feel?" asked Marcie as she surveyed her handiwork. "A bit painful to begin with but actually reasonably arousing now." "That's good -- arousing is what I'm after," replied Marcie. She slowly and sexily removed her wispy panties. "Does that arouse you, my darling?" "Yes dear. Please just undo me so we can just have sex normally." "Oh no, not this time buddy," replied Marcie. Marcie reached for her oil again and coated both hands liberally before taking Greg's cock between her palms and gently stimulating it. Greg's cock responded quickly, growing in length and thickness. The tension on his scrotum meant that his cock stood straight up, pointing to the ceiling. Marcie used one hand on herself, lubricating her pussy lips, spreading her own copious lubrication around her dripping opening and upper thighs. For a few moments she gently rubbed her clit, feeling the waves of sensation pulse through her body. Slowly and carefully she moved to sit astride Greg, straddling him just below his rampant cock, putting more pressure on his stretched balls. "Ouch," exclaimed Greg, "You'll pull them off if you're not careful." Marcie just smiled, carried away by the sexuality of the whole scene. Gently and slowly she lifted her pussy lips and slid them up the underside of Greg's cock, then down again, up and down, feeling the sensations as the swollen veins on his hard cock massaged her clit. Up and down, harder and faster. Then she came up a little higher and moved forward to gently engulf his cock with her well lubricated cunt. She stopped, with just the tip of his cock in her cunt, watching his face. He tried pushing upwards into her cunt but she simply moved up with him, moving down again when he lowered his hips. She teased him for several minutes like this before just relaxing and dropping quickly, completely impaling herself on his cock and feeling it hit her cervix at the end of her vagina. For several minutes she stayed still, forcing Greg also to stay still, then she began slowly moving backwards and forwards, sliding on his well-oiled thighs and stomach, providing maximum stimulation for her clit while offering minimal stimulation for Greg's cock. Slowly the rate of sliding increased, faster and faster until she was oblivious to everything except the cock in her cunt moving backwards and forwards and the lubricated skin massaging her clit. Faster, faster still, lost in the moment "Aaaarrrrgggghhhh!!" she cried as she came with a mind-blowing orgasm. From Greg's perspective, he lay there, feeling Marcie moving backwards and forwards over his thighs and abdomen, feeling his cock moving slightly inside her, but nowhere near enough to stimulate him to cum. He tried thrusting his hips but Marcie's weight kept them almost still. He couldn't thrust hard because it hurt his stretched balls. He watched as Marcie approached her orgasm, closer and closer until with a loud strangled cry she was there. The expression on her face was amazing and he realised that it was the first time he had actually watched her cum. Marcie slowed down and stopped, covered in perspiration from her exertions, feeling completely satiated for the moment at least as she just sat there, still, feeling Greg's wonderful cock filling her up and twitching spasmodically. After a few moments she roused herself and carefully climbed off Greg, allowing his cock to plop out of her stretched pussy. Greg's cock was still fully engorged, throbbing, waving in the air. "So, how does it feel to be left hanging?" she asked him. "Please let me cum. I'm feeling so frustrated and so horny. I desperately need to cum. Please just massage my cock or untie my hands so I can masturbate till I cum," he pleaded. Marcie grinned at him, touching his cock gently but not enough to allow him to cum. "Suffer," she said, "Just like I have on so many occasions." And with that she picked up her discarded panties and walked out of the room. It was an hour before Marcie returned to Greg. His cock was deflated though not completely flaccid. His balls were still stretched with no sign of any restriction to bloodflow. "Well, my darling husband, how are you feeling now?" Marcie asked. "I feel stiff and sore because I can only move a small amount. I also feel horny still and I really do need to cum. Please release me or allow me to cum. Please," he begged. "Hmmm, we'll see about that. Right now I'm ready for some more fun." Again Marcie oiled up her hands and massaged Greg's cock to attention. Then she removed her bra and oiled her tits, leaning over Greg and placing first one and then the other onto his lips so he could kiss and suckle on them. She then moved them further south until she was massaging his straining cock with her breasts, sliding them up and down his organ. Greg tried hard to gain more stimulation so he could cum, without success. Every time he tried to lift his hips Marcie moved away and all that happened was that he stretched his balls. After nearly half an hour of this teasing torture Marcie again sexily removed her wispy panties and climbed onto Greg's cock. This time she simply lowered herself onto it, taking it easily and quickly deep inside her while she faced his feet. She could now play with his stretched balls, pulling downwards on the ropes, flicking each ball in turn with her painted fingernails. While she couldn't see Greg's face to gauge his reactions, she could feel his responses in his attempts to increase the stimulation by pushing and pulling his cock in her cunt, to no avail. Again she moved slowly over his thighs and lower abdomen, stimulating her clit with her fingers and feeling the head of his cock against her cervix as she moved. It wasn't many minutes until she was once again on the brink of cumming. "Aaaarrrrggggghhhh" she screamed once again as she writhed in the throes of her orgasm, leaning forward against the ropes and rubber bands holding Greg's balls and stretching them further from his body. "Aaah!" shouted Greg, bringing her back to reality. She quickly untangled herself from the ropes, after all, a ball-less Greg would be of no use to her. Marcie again carefully dismounted from Greg, and looked at his pitiful expression as his cock danced in fresh air trying desperately to cum. "Oh, does diddums want his cock rubbed?" Marcie crooned in baby talk style, rubbing his cock gently. "Shit you're a tormenting vixen!" said Greg heatedly. "For god's sake please let me cum." "You'll cum, but just not yet," said Marcie, collecting her sexy lingerie and her vibrator before prancing from the room. In the bathroom Marcie gave herself an enema using a drink bottle to force the warm water into her arse. She held it there for about 10 minutes then released it in the toilet. She then repeated the procedure, pleased that very little solid material came out the second time. She then oiled her arsehole and vibrator and carefully, over a period of 15 minutes or so, worked the vibrator into her virgin arse. It didn't feel too bad so she started moving it in and out, rotating it, moving it from side to side to stretch and loosen her sphincter muscle. After about half an hour she was satisfied that she was loose enough so returned to the bedroom. Greg had been dozing, dreaming of a threesome with the barmaid who was masturbating him until he came, spurting huge quantities of milky white cum all over her tits. He was woken suddenly by Marcie arriving in the room, naked this time. "Are you ready for round three?" she asked. Greg groaned. "Yes, but please let me cum this time. I feel so horny and just really, really need to come so badly. I'll do anything you ask, just let me cum." "You'll do anything I ask?" asked Marcie. "Yes, well, within reason," said Greg. "Oh, so there are some limits still, are there? Well, we'll just have to see how far these limits extend." Marcie oiled her hands and started stimulating Greg's cock again. It rose to the occasion quickly and was soon fucking thin air in an effort to cum. Marcie carefully untied Greg's hands and feet, leaving the ball stretcher in place. Greg bent his legs, taking the pressure off his balls. "That's OK, you can do that for a few moments, but I'm going to change the ball stretcher a little." Marcie removed the rubber bands from around Greg's feet and told Greg to stand with his legs apart. She then took the ropes from his ball sac between his legs, around his buttocks on each side and tied them in a knot just below his navel, first pulling on them to force his stretched balls between his legs, nearly reaching his arsehole. Then she started restimulating his cock. "I want you to fuck me in the arse," she told him as she piled some pillows on the bed and lay down on her stomach over them. "Come on lover, shove that hard tool of yours into my arsehole but for God's sake do it gently." Greg had never had any inclination towards anal sex but if that was the only way he'd get off, then he would try it. He crawled onto the bed behind her, moving carefully to avoid stretching his scrotum more than could be avoided, and lined his cock up with her well-oiled arse. Gently he leaned forward, aiming the head of his cock for the tight opening, pushing gently, then backing off, another gentle push, again backing off, repeating this while Marcie was completely focussed on relaxing her sphincter muscle and absorbing the new sensations. Precum from Greg's cock added to the lubrication allowing his cock to almost go in, but the sphincter muscle simply would not stretch to take his giant organ. "Squeeze the head of your cock to squeeze some of the blood out of it," suggested Marcie. Greg did this, adding more lubrication, and again moved forward and applied pressure. After a few seconds Marcie could feel the cock slowly entering through the guarding muscle into her rectum. "Yes, it's going in!" she cried. "Keep pushing." Greg did just that and slowly, very slowly, his cock entered her virgin arsehole. Once it was fully in he held still, giving Marcie time to become accustomed to its size. Then he began a slow in and out motion. The stimulation of Marcie's tight arsehole against his almost-ready-to-cum cock was intense, yet Greg remembered what Marcie had told him about being a two minute wonder, and managed to hold off from cumming. From Marcie's perspective, she had never felt so full in her life. She wondered if she could really split in two. At first it was painful but Greg was apparently a quick learner and this morning's lessons were well remembered, so he went very slowly, stopping frequently and gradually, very gradually, the pain subsided and was replaced by pleasure. Marcie started moving in time with Greg, intensifying the movements of the cock inside her arse. What she didn't know was that it was also stretching his balls painfully, causing him to torture himself as he fucked her. After many minutes the need to cum became irresistible for Greg. Throwing caution to the winds and trying to ignore the pain in his stretched balls, he started stroking faster and longer. Within another two minutes he was ready to cum and with a final thrust started ejecting his massive load deep inside Marcie's rectum. The extra movement and the warm lubrication sent Marcie to heaven and she had her first anal orgasm as Greg collapsed onto her back. They stayed like that for several minutes as Greg's cock slowly deflated and cum started to leak out of Marcie's arse. Then they cleaned themselves up, Greg untied the ropes holding his balls and removed the rope from around his poor stretched scrotum. Marcie and Greg had a warm shower together, washing each other, rubbing themselves against each other and generally acting like loving honeymooners. "That was a wonderful morning," said Marcie. "I have never cum so hard as I did today." "Yes, it was incredible," said Greg. "Although I still don't like anal sex. I far prefer vaginal intercourse. Will we do anal again?" "Probably not. I also far prefer vaginal sex," said Marcie, "Next time we will try some new adventures." "Yes -- and it's my turn to tie you up. Now I wonder what I'll do to that sweet little pussy." Mixed Emotions Ch. 02 Mixed Emotions Chapter 2 Greg's Turn to Dominate Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. 3. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order. -------------------------------------------- In the two months since their first sexual adventure Greg had been busy. He had noticed that their relationship had improved; Marcie wasn't as bitchy as she used to be, they had made love more often, each time slowly, lovingly and culminating in mind-blowing orgasms for each of them. They hadn't done anything adventurous, saving that for the next time that Dana was away from home. This was the weekend! Greg had also been busy planning and preparing for this weekend. He had started to convert the basement room into their dungeon. Until recently this room had been used mainly for storage and it also contained some gym equipment which they had both meant to use more often to keep in shape. He had told Marcie that he was planning to do this but had not so far discussed what he was doing there. Suffice to say that there was sufficient equipment and there was also a new lock on the door to which only Greg had the key – so far. Marcie had thought this was unfair until Greg told her that she would have her opportunity to earn her key to the room this weekend. As usual when it was Dana's picnic day with Gabby, Marcie, dressed only in her sheer wrap around gown, made breakfast and the two women sat together to eat. They were both very happy with their mother-daughter relationship which had always been very open, loving and totally non-judgemental. In fact Marcie felt a little guilty that she hadn't told Dana about her recent sexual 'liberation' – nor had she told her that today was the day when she was to be a sub for the first time. The thought of this caused her clit to start pulsing and she felt decidedly wet. Quickly, before she leaked onto her gown, she finished eating, said goodbye to Dana and took Greg's breakfast to him in their bedroom. "About time you brought that in here," said Greg gruffly, "Take your robe off and get down on your knees as your status of sub demands. I might just go easy on you if you beg for forgiveness, but most likely I won't." Whew, thought Marcie, Greg's never been like this. Is he serious? She did as she was told, glancing briefly at Greg's face in an attempt to read him better. "Don't you look at my face or attempt to make eye contact unless I tell you," commanded Greg. "I can see that it's high time for some discipline for you today. Come over here and suck my cock while I eat breakfast." Marcie crawled across the floor and started licking and sucking Greg's flaccid cock and caressing his large, firm balls. Greg ignored her and ate his breakfast. When he had finished he pulled a dog collar with attached lead from under his pillow, attached it around Marcie's neck and commanded her to follow him, crawling on all fours. They went downstairs to the basement room which Greg unlocked and, none too gently, pulled Marcie in after him. Marcie looked around. The first thing she noticed was more space – the rubbish and stuff that had been stored there was gone. The gym machines were located at the far end of the room, the old king size bed was at the other end, all nicely made up with clean sheets, and she had time to notice a few additions that had been made – two steel rods with attached rings about six feet apart from floor to ceiling had been installed and a strange piece of additional equipment beside the gym machine. Greg positioned her directly between the two rods. "Stand up and put your arms out sideways," commanded Greg. Marcie obediently stood up and reached out towards the rods. Greg looped the lead over a hook on the ceiling and tied it so that the collar was tight around Marcie's neck. "It's too tight. I can barely breathe," spluttered Marcie. "Then stand on your toes," said Greg. "That's all the slack you get until you earn more." Marcie stood on her toes and took in great gulps of air. She watched Greg as he readied some lengths of soft rope. He used this to first tie her wrists firmly, but not so tightly that it would cut off her circulation, to two rings on the rods at hip level, keeping her arms straight out to each side. The downward pressure put extra weight on her feet causing her already sore calf muscle to work even harder. "I can't hold myself up to keep the tension off my collar," whimpered Marcie. "Tough. Then suffer," was Greg's only reply. Oh hell, thought Marcie, what have I started here. This is a side of Greg that I didn't even know existed. What sort of monster have I unleashed? After a few moments of both mental and physical agony Greg unclipped the leash from the collar. Gratefully Marcie lowered herself down, taking large gulps of air and stretching her calf muscles as she attempted to relieve the pain. "Feet apart," ordered Greg with two more pieces of soft rope in his hand. Marcie spread her legs sideways as far as she thought she was able. "Further with the left foot," said Greg. Marcie tried to move it but seemed to lose her balance if she did. Greg grabbed it and pulled it a further few inches outwards, then tied the rope around the ankle and to another ring on the rod. He quickly and efficiently repeated the procedure with her right foot, leaving Marcie spread-eagled between the rods. Greg walked around her surveying his handiwork. "Hmmm, that looks very nice," said Greg, patting her bottom as he passed, "Just ready for some fun." He reached down to Marcie's pussy and spread her lips wide; she was absolutely gushing! "Hmmm, seems that you like this. Does it turn you on?" asked Greg. "I didn't think it would but apparently it seems to," answered Marcie. "At least my pussy seems to like it." "Well, let's see how she likes the next bit," replies Greg. "By the way, the safe word for today is tomato, just like last time. Remember that if you use the safe word everything will immediately stop and you will be released. If you use it unnecessarily you will be punished. As an added incentive, if you do not use the safe word today you will be given a key to the Dungeon so that you can prepare it for our next session if you wish. Do you understand these rules?" "Yes," said Marcie quietly, not for the first time wondering what she had got herself into. Greg went to a cupboard which Marcie was sure only contained newspaper for recycling but from the glimpse of the contents that she was able to get she saw that it contained a great deal more interesting things than old newspapers. Greg reached in and selected a short length of dowel which he then brought over to Marcie and asked "What do you think I could do with this?" Marcie's mind went into overdrive, thinking of the devious things that Greg might use the dowel for. What should she suggest? Any suggestion might create some new and devilish torture that Greg could then apply to her. Best not even think anything or contribute to what she now saw was about to become a pussy torture session. "I don't know," she almost whispered. "Well, let's see how you respond to a few new sensations." Greg started to gently tap the dowel against Marcie's erect nipples, first left, then right, then a few on the left, a few more on the right, just gently, certainly not painfully. Her nipples responded by rapidly engorging, becoming more erect and starting to turn a darker shade of red. Gradually the torture continued, the strokes becoming harder and less frequent. Marcie closed her eyes, feeling the painful pleasure that each stroke caused in her breast, before jolting down to her clit. She had never known just how interconnected her nipples and clit were. She started moaning, partly from the pain, partly from sexual pleasure that was radiating from her nipples and clit throughout her whole body. Left, right, left, left, left, right, right; a bit harder – or was it? Marcie was losing the ability to tell due to the immediate change from pain to sexual arousal. Marcie lost track of time. Her hips were moving back and forth, copulating with thin air, she wanted some stimulation on her clit, she would have given anything to be able to rub it gently but her hands were tied – literally. Greg was watching his wonderful sexy wife becoming more and more aroused. He noticed her hip movement, heard the gentle moans that she wasn't aware she was making and saw her feminine juices running down her legs. How long to continue? When he noticed that Marcie's breathing was becoming rapid and ragged he knew that she was almost at the point of cumming – so he stopped. It took a few seconds for Marcie to realise that the strokes had stopped. She opened her eyes, looking pleadingly at Greg to continue. "I was so close," she said. "I know; that was why I stopped." "You bastard! Why didn't you let me cum? I was so, so close," she ranted. "Shut up. I am in charge today. I will say if and when you cum. I am in charge of your body, your mind and your feelings. You will not speak to me like that and you will be punished for doing so then." Marcie had never heard Greg speak to her in that tone before. She hoped he was only acting, that he wasn't going to bring that voice into their normal relationship. She wondered again what she had unleashed. "And," continued Greg, "You looked directly into my face again. I had told you not to so that will bring more punishment." Greg went to the cupboard and brought out a length of wide black ribbon which he wrapped around Marcie's eyes. "Maybe that will keep your eyes under control," he growled. He also untied each wrist rope from their rings and retied them to rings near the top of the poles, placing tension on Marcie's arms and lifting her breasts invitingly. Greg then got a short, multi-tailed whip from the cupboard and began teasing Marcie's inflamed breasts with the loosely hanging tails. She thrust her sensitive nipples forward to try to make harder contact with the soft leather. Quickly Greg drew the whip away and brought it down in a light stroke against Marcie's upper right inner thigh, a few inches below her pussy lips. For Marcie the change in focus of the painful pleasure was completely disorienting. Every muscle in her body tensed and the unexpected stimulus went straight to her clit. Although it wasn't painful, the suddenness caused her to cry out. Quickly Greg applied a similar stroke of the whip to the upper left thigh. Again the painful pleasure went straight to her clit. Again Marcie gave an involuntary exclamation. Greg brought the whip tails back to caress Marcie's breasts, gently massaging each with his free hand while rubbing the tails over the other. Left, right, left, right, thwack! Again the whip stroke was applied to the upper thigh; thwack again on the other one. After several repeats of this process he changed the pattern, moving behind Marcie to allow the whip tails to move across her back before applying a moderate blow to first her left and then her right arse cheek. More caresses, more blows, slowly increasing in strength as her arse took on a rosy hue. After a while he returned to the front and resumed teasingly sliding the whip tails across her breasts and applying moderate blows to her upper thighs, growing ever closer to her cunt lips and clit. Marcie's mind started playing tricks. Time lost all meaning, regulated entirely by the anticipation and feel of the next blow from the whip, interspersed with the soft caresses of the whip against the increasingly sensitive skin of her back and breasts. She wondered if the blows on her arse cheeks and thighs were becoming harder but had no way of knowing – her senses were in overload and she realised that she no longer knew the difference between pain and pleasure. Nor did she have any inkling of time; she floated in her own heavenly hell. The sensations Marcie was feeling were very slowly and inexorably becoming more sexual. Every blow echoed in her clit, which she felt was now huge and sticking out from its hood. Without being able to touch it, she had no way of knowing whether this was in fact the case and the analytical part of her mind wondered if it was reality or merely imagination. However, that was irrelevant as each caress, each blow brought her closer to the orgasm she could feel building infinitely slowly. Greg listened closely to Marcie's breathing as he continued the whip caresses and the now reasonably hard strokes on her thighs and arse cheeks. As yet he had not actually whipped her clit, but the strokes were now landing less than an inch away from her lips. What, he wondered, would the response be when he did beat her clit and lips directly. Marcie's breath was becoming more rapid and ragged; she was wriggling more, as much as her bonds would allow; she was drooling from her mouth, completely lost in her own world of sexual pain and pleasure. Caress, caress, caress, thwack, repeated over and over, front and back. Was it time for the big one? Should he let her cum and watch his beloved wife writhe in sexual ecstasy or should he stop before she came? His cock was rampantly standing to attention. It had never been as big. Precum was oozing from the opening and running down his ball sac and legs. It took all his effort to resist the urge to shove it in Marcie's cunt and ravish her. He knew that they would both cum in seconds – and then what? All over for the day? The next time Greg was in front of Marcie the whip caressed her breasts and then, with a softer blow than he had been using, Greg guided the whip to her clit and cunt lips. For a split second there was no reaction and then Marcie screamed. "No," she screamed, "It's too sensitive. Not there. Please not there. It hurts real bad there. Stop. Oooohh." She subsided with a whimper, her whole body slumping and her weight being taken on her arms as her legs lost all power. Greg was astonished by this reaction and almost brought the whole session to a close. But he realised that Marcie had not used the safe word, as she would have done if she had wanted the session to stop. So he decided that he should continue as before. He moved behind Marcie, caressing her slouched back with the whip ends before whipping upward between her arse cheeks, allowing the ends of the whip to reach her clit. This brought an immediate response; Marcie's body went rigid, she threw her head back, breasts forward and let out a high pitched, keening wail. Without pause, Greg caressed her breasts with the whip then once again landed a slightly harder blow with the whip on her forward-thrust clit and cunt lips. Another wail, more squirming, rapid, ragged breathing. To the back and more caressing of her back before a second blow directly between the legs. Another scream, more writhing, breasts thrust forward and hips vainly fucking the air in an attempt to gain that last bit of stimulation to cum. Front again, caressing the breasts then, in a departure from routine, two quick blows across the breasts, one on the left, one on the right with no recovery time between. Marcie's body went into overdrive. Marcie had been lulled by the rhythm of the caresses and strokes, feeling the sexy feelings increasing, losing the ability to differentiate between pain and pleasure but rather interpreting all stimuli as being sexual and increasing her need to cum. The change in rhythm initially changed all this and the first blow on her cunt lips and clit was truly painful. But this quickly changed and repeated blows on these sensitive organs were translated immediately to a huge increase in sexual feelings, so much so that the analytical side of her brain wondered that she was able to feel such intense feelings without cumming or passing out. It was literally mindblowing. The blows to her breasts, already sensitised by the gentle beating with the dowel and then by the caresses with the whip, were translated into huge sexual feelings which swamped the sensory system throughout her whole body. She was in her own world, a world of stimulation that she could only escape by a massive orgasm. And she was building up to that right now. Thwack. Another, harder (?) blow to her clit. Two more blows to her breasts, another blow from behind between her legs – she distinctly felt at least one of the lashes sting her clit, causing yet another surge in her level of sexual feelings. Then from the front she felt a series of whip blows, breast, clit, breast, breast, cunt lips and clit. The sensations lost any individuality, all was simply sex, sex and more sex. Totally out of control she came, writhing in ecstatic agony in her bonds, screaming at the top of her lungs, panting, sweating, gushing, the orgasm continued for what to Marcie seemed like hours. Greg watched in awe as his lovely, usually reserved wife writhed in the ecstasy and agony of the hardest orgasm in her life. He was completely dumbfounded. He had been totally unaware that anyone could cum as hard as that. Had he seen this on video he would have thought it was simply over-acting, yet here it was in reality. How long had she been going now? Greg had lost track of time – maybe a minute, maybe longer, who knew? He watched as gradually his beloved came down from her high, her body very slowly relaxed. He placed his arms around her and gently cuddled her, feeling his cock seeking an entrance into her sopping cunt, but knowing instinctively that this was not the time – not yet. Marcie felt herself slowly start to relax. She started to become aware of where she was, of other sensations, of Greg's presence next to her. Then she felt him embracing her, felt his cock rubbing against her sore cunt, became aware of a stinging pain from the whip in her cunt lips, clit and breasts, and became aware of the feelings of total satisfaction and fulfilment throughout her whole body. Waves of gratitude washed over her, gratitude that Greg could care so much about her that he would enable her to experience the amazing sensations she had during the past short time. As Marcie came back to earth, Greg carefully and lovingly removed her blindfold, untied the ropes from her wrists and ankles and, taking her in his arms, carried her to the king size bed, laying her gently on the sheets. "Thank you, my darling'" whispered Marcie. Together they cuddled and dozed for a short time before Greg realised that the sexual stimulus from Marcie's orgasm had caused him a real hard problem, maintained, no doubt, by the close proximity of Marcie as they lay spooned on the bed. Greg adjusted his hips slightly to allow his cock to rub gently against Marcie's still sopping cunt lips. A slight moan came from Marcie. He lubricated his cock from her lips for a few moments and then carefully eased it into her cunt, feeling the incredibly sexy sensations as her silky lubrication caressed every inch of his monster. From behind he did not reach her cervix, but he was able to slowly and lovingly fuck in and out of her cunt, starting to build towards his own orgasm. The movement of Greg in her cunt awoke Marcie from a deep, dreamless nap. She cast her mind back over what had so far happened this morning – and decided she wanted more. Timing her movement to when Greg had almost withdrawn, she quickly moved away from Greg and turned over. "So you think it's your turn now? What's the story, a quick fuck then it's all over? Is that all I'm good for? I want some more. Have you forgotten that you still have to punish me for two misdemeanours? If I let you cum, will you still want more or will that be the end of our sexy day?" Mixed Emotions Ch. 02 Greg was astounded. What had he released? His usually prim and proper wife has just had the most massive orgasm ever, and here she was wanting more, wanting punishment, preventing me from cumming and insulting my manhood. It's time to show her who's boss – at least for today. "Right, slave Marcie, now that you seem to have recovered it's time for your punishment'" said Greg in his gruffest voice. "Get out of bed, on the floor on hands and knees," he ordered. In a flash Marcie recognised the change in mood and rolled off the bed onto the floor on hands and knees, noticing as she did so that his still rampant cock was right in front of his face. "Right, slave, it's time for your punishment. Follow me." Marcie followed Greg as he led her to the strange piece of equipment between the vertical rods and the gym machine. She noticed that it was a vertical rod attached to a large steel plate on the floor. Greg went to the cupboard and brought back a very large purple dildo, at least 12 inches long and 3 inches in diameter, with realistic veins down its length. At the base she noticed a screw thread projecting. She watched as Greg screwed it to the top of the vertical rod and then reached down between her legs, covered his fingers in her own lubrication and rubbed them over the dildo. "On your feet now, slave," commanded Greg. Marcie did as she was told. "Watch closely," he ordered. Marcie watched as Greg pressed a switch on the wall a few feet to the side and with a slight whirring sound, the dildo started to rise. It rose slowly and steadily until Greg let the switch go and it stopped. She watched as Greg pressed down on the dildo – it didn't move. She watched as Greg pushed the dildo sideways, slight movement only. Greg then pressed the switch again and the dildo continued to rise until the top of the dildo was at the height of her armpit and then stopped. He pressed a second switch and the dildo started to lower. Greg stopped the dildo when it was approximately the height of her crotch. "OK, slave, you know what this is for, don't you?" "I can imagine," replied a terrified Marcie. "Great. Then step forward so that your cunt lips are directly over the dildo," ordered Greg. "But this could kill me. It could go through my cunt, out the top and through my whole body!" protested Marcie. "Do it now," commanded Greg. Then, in a less unkind voice he added "Remember you always have the safe word. Trust me." Hesitantly Marcie stepped over the dildo, bending her knees slightly so that it was centered between her cunt lips and directly below the opening to her cunt. "That's a good slave," said Greg as he reached over to press the switch. Marcie watched in growing trepidation as the dildo slid smoothly into her slippery cunt. She felt the movement as it went in and slightly moved her hips to position it in a more comfortable position. It felt really good, she thought, but remember to turn it off before too much goes in. She felt the end of the dildo touch her cervix and wriggled again to reposition it. Greg noticed the movement and released the switch. He then walked away, out the door and left Marcie alone. Oh shit, she thought, now what. I wonder how long he will leave me here. She flexed her feet and noticed that she could lift herself upwards a couple of inches, but after a few minutes she had to let herself down again because her calf muscles became too sore. She realised that even though she was not restrained, she was trapped by her cunt in that one place. She tried leaning forward, backward and to the sides but the dildo and rod were unmoving. She could not lift herself high enough with her feet to get off the dildo and the rod was too thin and slippery for her hands to grip and give herself any more lift. Oh well, she thought after this exploration, I guess I'm stuck here until Greg returns. Then she noticed a pressure starting to build in her bladder. After what seemed like a week to Marcie but was in reality only 30 minutes, Greg returned to find Marcie writhing as much as she could impaled on the dildo. "I badly need to pee," she said, looking pleadingly at Greg. "OK, I guess you don't really need to lick it up off the floor here, so I'll release you but it will cost," replied Greg. He pressed the down switch and the dildo slowly retreated from Marcie's cunt. When it was completely clear she sprinted for the door and the toilet. A few minutes later Marcie returned to find Greg sitting on the bed stroking his hard cock. "OK slave, on your knees and suck my cock now," he commanded. Willingly Marcie complied, taking his cock into her mouth, teasing it with her tongue and teeth while Greg felt the waves of pleasure rising. However, he knew that Marcie was right; if he came now he would lose much of his inclination to play. Maybe that's something I could work on – becoming multi-orgasmic, he thought. After a few minutes he decided that he wanted Marcie to deep throat him, something she had resisted in the past. So he started pushing her head further onto his cock. "Just relax your throat muscles," he said, "Allow my cock head to go down your throat." As he said this he pushed the back of her head harder. Marcie gagged, then lifted her head off his cock and started coughing. "You need to swallow my cock, pretend it is a large gulp of water and simply swallow to get it down your throat. You'll need to hold your breath because your windpipe will be blocked. Just give it a try." Again Marcie placed her mouth over his cock and inhaled his manly odors as she took a deep breath, then slowly pushed deeper. Greg felt his cock sliding into her throat and felt the sensations of her throat muscles swallowing the head. He let out a low groan of pleasure. Marcie then pulled her head backwards, took another breath and repeated the process. "Keep doing this, slave, but you will be punished again if you cause me to cum. Did you hear that? Keep deep-throating me but if I cum you will be punished." Marcie answered with a nod of her head and kept swallowing his cock, then coming up for air. He wants me to do this but not let him cum? How do I do that? If I stop I'll be punished, if I keep going he will undoubtedly cum after all the stimulation this morning, Marcie thought. This is a no-win situation – I'll have to remember this for when he's the sub. After a few more minutes of deep-throating Greg knew he was on the brink of cumming. After Marcie took another breath he grabbed the back of her head as she was swallowing him and pulled her head as far forward as he could onto his cock. The sensations were overpowering and he started squirting his cum down her throat. He counted at least ten squirts before Marcie started struggling. Realising that she was running out of air he released her head which she removed from his cock and took a few deep gasps of air. "You made me cum, slave. You were told not to. It's punishment time." Marcie hung her head. She had been wrong; Greg was not finished for the day. Oh well, she thought, I wonder what happens next. Leaving her on her knees beside the bed, Greg stood up and went to the cupboard again. This time he removed another device and, after removing the dildo from the rod, he screwed this to the top of the rod. It was again a dildo but this time it had a C shaped piece of metal at the base. "Crawl over here, slave, and get on this machine," ordered Greg. Marcie crawled over to the machine and stood up, positioning herself as before. She noticed that this time the C shaped piece of metal at the base of the dildo had ridges on it which were aimed at her clit and cunt lips. She estimated the dildo itself to be about 10 inches long and noted that it tapered slightly from about two inches diameter below the head to about four inches just above the base. A shudder went down her spine. Greg flicked the switch and again Marcie felt the huge dildo start to enter her cunt, spreading aside her sopping lips as it continued all the way in until the C shaped metal was resting against her cunt lips and just touching her clit. She felt full and completely stretched, with her cunt muscles involuntarily contracting trying vainly to expel the monster cock. "Stand on tip toes, slave," ordered Greg. Marcie stood on her toes, feeling the dildo retract slightly from her cunt and the pressure ease on her cunt lips and clit. She also felt the muscle tension in her calves increase. Greg flicked the switch again and the dildo returned to its position inside her cunt with the C shaped plate once again nestled snugly against her cunt lips and clit. "How long do you think I should punish you, slave?" Greg asked. "Five minutes," said a hopeful Marcie. "Huh," laughed Greg, "I was going to give you 15 minutes but for your impertinence I will double that to 30." With that Greg sat down on the bed to watch. Marcie felt the pressure building in her calf muscles and knew that she would very soon have to relax them. She tried tentatively relaxing one just a little and then the other, but the pain was too great in the one that was taking most weight. With a cry of pain she simply relaxed, feeling the dildo slip a little further into her cunt as she was forced to put all her weight onto her cunt lips and clit. "Owwwwww!" she cried in agony from her crushed cunt lips. Greg simply looked on, his limp cock showing renewed signs of life. Marcie stood the pain for a few seconds only as her calf muscles recovered and then stood again on tip toes, releasing the pressure on her lips and clit. She breathed a sigh of relief but knew it was short-lived as she again would need to relieve her calves. During the first 15 minutes Marcie suffered in her own private hell, watched by a grinning Greg with his increasingly large and rigid cock. After 15 minutes Greg brought the whip he had used earlier and began gently whipping her arse cheeks and breasts. The additional pain/pleasure of his ministrations, accompanied by the increasingly frequent pressure on her cunt lips and clit, took her back to where she had been earlier, where her mind was totally scrambled and the only feelings she could reliably identify were those of rampant sex. By the time 28 minutes had passed she was totally unaware of her surroundings and all her thoughts and feelings were centered on her clit and cunt. And then she was over the edge, screaming and writhing uncontrollably in a massive orgasm as Greg held her to prevent her from doing any real damage to herself as she thrashed about. She went totally limp in his arms for a few seconds, then he pressed the down switch and the dildo started to withdraw. From Marcie's perspective, once Greg started whipping her again, Marcie's mind began changing pain into pleasure as it had before. She no longer felt the pain of her calf muscles alternating with the pain in her cunt lips and clit, but rather she felt her own sexual urges building and all feelings were increasingly being centered on her clit and cunt. Even the crushing her clit was receiving was experienced as beautiful sexual pleasure. As she writhed in pain/pleasure she felt the dildo moving over her cervix bringing yet more pleasure, her crushed cunt lips adding to that pleasure and her rosy breasts and arse cheeks increasing it still further. These pleasure sources increased until she was totally out of control and screaming with the greatest orgasm she had ever felt. She passed out momentarily, coming back to reality to find Greg holding her lovingly and shortly afterwards the feel of the dildo slowly retracting from her cunt. Greg once again carried his beloved Marcie to the bed, lay her down and without any ceremony mounted her. She winced as he put pressure on her bruised clit and cunt lips but they soon settled into a gentle sexual rhythm that had him cumming within a few minutes, spurting great globs of cum into her swollen cunt. He lay there for a few moments, then, still coupled, they rolled onto their sides and slept. When they awoke they stayed as they were for several moments. Greg's cock was now limp and no longer embedded in Marcie. Both were completely satiated, more than either had ever been before. They smiled at one another and shared a deep, long, loving kiss. "Wow!" said Greg, "You were amazing. I never thought to see anything like that; my prim and proper wife losing herself in sexual ecstasy – something to remember all my life." "Well, I hope that isn't the only time it happens, darling," she replied. "You were so wonderful dreaming up these activities, preparing everything so well and supporting me in my sexual releases. And as for cumming twice in the one morning! That's a first and hopefully not a last." "So, where to now? Do we keep on doing this on our 'adult only' days? If so, it's your turn to plan the next one, Mistress." He gave her a wicked grin and reached under the bed for a small, gift wrapped parcel which he gave to Marcie. "In that case you'll need this – the key to our Dungeon." "Thank you, darling. That's great by me. I'll get my imagination running. Just a thought," she added, "You realise Dana is turning 18 in a few weeks' time. We'd better give some thought to whether we want to bring her into this or not. If we do then we will no longer be confined to only 'adult only' days, which will probably cease when she also is an adult. I wonder if she's still a virgin. She has had boyfriends but I don't know how far the relationships went. Besides, most girls use tampons and lose their virginity to those so it's really not such an issue these days." "Would you be happy for Dana and maybe a boyfriend to take part in these episodes? Consider if you would be willing for me to fuck Dana? Would you be willing to be fucked by Dana's boyfriend? Would you be willing to make love to Dana? And I guess I have to think would I be willing to fuck and be fucked by her boyfriend? Anyway, it's certainly worth considering." "Well, I guess it's not only up to us. I'll try to gently broach the subject with Dana during one of our woman-to-woman talks and see how she feels about the whole thing. Anyway, we don't necessarily have to do the whole BDSM scene with her or them to begin with – we could just have sex," replied Marcie thoughtfully. "True. Whatever, it looks like fun for a few years yet," grinned Greg. "That's for real," agreed Marcie. Mixed Emotions Ch. 03 Mixed Emotions Ch:03 Dana's Introduction Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. 3. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order. -------------------------------------------- Greg read the text from Marcie on his cell phone twice. "You have a business appointment in the Dungeon at 10.30 pm. Don't be late." It had been a strange Saturday. He had been away on a business trip since Tuesday and had only arrived home this afternoon to find that both Marcie and Dana were quiet and seemed to be bitchy. He hadn't been able to say anything right since arriving home and seemed to get his head bitten off if he tried. Oh well, women, he rationalised – they would tell him what the problem was in due course – or not. So after dinner Greg noticed that Dana and Marcie both left the table in silence and went to their bedrooms. Unusual for Dana because she would usually be collected after dinner by her current boyfriend, Todd at present but subject to change without notice, Greg surmised. But not tonight. She hadn't even spoken with Gabby because Greg knew that their neighbours were away for the night, due back tomorrow morning. So, at a loss for what to do, Greg was dealing with the emails that had piled up while he had been away. He was part way through that when he received the text from Marcie. This puzzled him for a bit, but then he supposed that Marcie wanted some sexual release so was making a date with him. Maybe she was horny and that was why she had acted so bitchy to him this evening. He glanced at his watch – 8.22pm – what should he wear to a business meeting? Pragmatically he decided smart casual would be best – exactly what he was wearing at present. No point dressing up, he surmised, the clothes will probably come off soon after he arrived. Dana was in her room, lying on her bed reading for her college assignment. She was pissed because Todd had chosen this weekend to go out of town for a car race meeting. She was missing him already and, with Gabby also away for the night, felt she had been abandoned. She'd tried to phone Todd but there was no answer – he'd better not be out with another girl, she muttered to herself. Meanwhile Marcie was in her bedroom ensuite prettying herself up for her date. She was amazed how horny she felt after only a week without sex. Her pussy area had been tender for a few days after their last Dungeon adventure, but once that had worn off, by about Wednesday, she had been feeling increasing levels of horniness. Her vibrator just didn't seem to reduce this – she realised that she was becoming addicted to sexual adventures rather than just run of the mill stimulation and orgasms. She felt she needed the feeling of living dangerously. So tonight she had thought to set up a business meeting with Greg in the Dungeon and see what happened. She had no idea where it would go to after she had initiated the process – that was one of the exciting parts of the adventure. She had planned her initial part carefully and was now in the process or organising that while Greg caught up with his emails. After reading Marcie's text, Greg's mind was only partly on his emails and he worked mechanically while running scenarios through his mind of how tonight could develop. He realised that with Dana home they couldn't do a great deal of noisy love making, so he was expecting a reasonably subdued, but nonetheless enjoyable, session. At 10.25 Greg decided it was time to leave for his appointment. He made a couple of drinks for Marcie and himself and walked downstairs to the basement, noticing as he did so that the door was partly open and a dim light was illuminating the lower steps. On entering the Dungeon he noticed that Marcie was seated primly at a desk wearing a mid-grey suit consisting of jacket and mid-thigh length skirt and a white conservatively buttoned blouse. In front of her she had a memo pad and pen and, with her glasses poised on the end of her nose and long hair tied tightly in a French roll, she looked the epitome of the efficient and effective secretary. Greg noticed that her outfit was even completed with a pair of black high heels over seamed stockings, with the seams running arrow straight down her calves. A scented candle burned on each of the side tables beside the king size bed. "Good evening, Marcie," Greg greeted her formally. "I hope I haven't kept you waiting for our appointment." "Good evening, Greg," Marcie replied, "Your timing is impeccable and I am pleased to see that you thought to bring us some refreshments. Thank you." Greg placed the glasses on the desk and bent down to kiss Marcie, who moved away. "We'll have none of that nonsense, thank you," she said indignantly. "This is a business meeting not an orgy." "Oh," said Greg, somewhat taken aback, "Whatever you wish." Then sitting down he again formally addressed Marcie "So do we have an agenda for this meeting? I didn't seem to receive one and nor did I receive Minutes from our last meeting here. You just can't trust the mail delivery these days." "The Minutes of the last meeting were reasonably brief so I didn't send them out to you, thinking that it would be better to present them in person. Briefly they were that there was some concern about a person hanging around in the area, the vacancy that was apparent at the time was filled to perfection and that the situation seemed to be coming to a head on several levels. "I now move that the Minutes of the last meeting be confirmed. Those who agree that they are a true and accurate record of the last meeting please say 'Aye'." "Aye," said Greg formally. "Thank you," replied Marcie. "Now for matters arising from the Minutes, and I sincerely hope that there will be a something large arising from them tonight, since the last meeting the situation has failed to resolve itself, resulting in a certain party becoming concerned at the prolonged and critical vacancy that has resulted from your time away from the orifice, oops, office. It is that vacancy which we need to fill at this meeting in the hope that you will be able to come on board and remedy the situation." Greg lifted his glass, as did Marcie, and they toasted the success of their venture this evening. Marcie then informed Greg that the remainder of the meeting was to be conducted in an experiential rather than exclusively verbal manner and, true to her word, stood up and asked Greg to stand also. She then started rubbing herself against Greg while slowly and seductively undoing the buttons on his shirt. She carefully removed the shirt. When Greg attempted to reciprocate by trying to undo her jacket she batted his hands away. "Keep your hands to yourself," she ordered. Marcie undid the belt and buttons on his trousers, removed his shoes and trousers and left him standing in just his silky boxers. All this took several minutes and at the end Greg was not the only thing that was standing there. Greg felt a series of jolts as the blood found its way into his cock and his cock stood to attention. A week without sex had taken its toll on Greg as well. He felt Marcie grab his pole through his underwear and tow him over to the bed, directing him to sit at the head of the bed with his legs crossed. His cock stood up obscenely forming a tent in his loose boxers. Marcie gave Greg a sloppy and lingering kiss on the mouth and then did the same to his cock through his boxers, causing it to jerk uncontrollably. She then almost fully closed the door, went to the CD player pressed play. Immediately raunchy, stripper-type music filled the room. Marcie began swaying her hips to the beat of the music, rubbing her hands on her clothes over her breasts, abdomen, hips, pussy and thighs. Slowly she would dance closer to Greg, taking care to stay just out of reach. She began undoing the buttons on her jacket, slowly, slowly, teasing Greg with glimpses of her blouse underneath. Then with a flourish she removed the jacket and threw it at Greg. She then began the same process with her blouse, one button at a time, slowly, slowly. Meanwhile, in her bedroom upstairs, Dana had heard the faint sound of music. She was used to the types of music her parents played – classical, jazz and country – but this was none of those. This was far raunchier, the type of music you would expect to hear at a strip joint maybe, she had only ever been inside one once, when Todd took her one night to a club where a friend of his was working as the doorman and so let them both in, and had also heard this type of music on R rated movies. Intrigued she opened her door, the music grew in volume, and she quietly traced it to its source. It was coming from the room downstairs. She had noticed during the past few weeks that a lot of the stuff that had been stored there had been taken to the dump, but she had not seen inside it since then because now the door was always locked. So carefully she crept down the stairs and peeked through the gap left by the almost closed door. "Omigod," she said in a hushed whisper, "I don't believe what I'm seeing." What she was seeing was her Dad stripped to his undershorts, sitting on the bed while her Mom was performing a striptease in front of him. She had never seen anything like it in her life. To her, sex was something that young people did; she had never thought of her parents as sexual people – they were too old for that, weren't they? Obviously not. She watched spellbound as her Mom removed her blouse and threw it at her Dad. He caught it and clasped it to his nose, smelling her womanly perfume. Then she noticed his hard cock tenting his underwear and stifled a gasp with her hand. Her other hand found its own way to her pussy lips, starting a gentle persistent rubbing in time with the music. Marcie reached behind her back and undid the button and zip to her skirt, then unfastened her belt and began sliding her skirt over her hips. Greg could feel the tension building inside himself as he wondered what Marcie was wearing under her skirt. Inch by inch it was lowered and Marcie kept her hips swinging in time to the music, and gradually a garter belt which held her stockings was revealed with a pair of lacy pink G string panties beneath. Marcie stepped out of her skirt and kicked it onto the bed with the toe of her shoe, never missing a beat with the rhythm of her hips. Next came her bra; she unfastened the clasp and then held the cups over her breasts, partially lifting each cup occasionally to give Greg a peep as she kept up the hypnotic movements to the throbbing rhythm. Greg was spellbound, fascinated by watching Marcie's striptease, but he also noticed a slight movement of the door and caught a glimpse of blonde hair in the opening. As Marcie sashayed closer to him he indicated for her to come closer still and, by sign language, indicated that he wanted to kiss her. Marcie came closer, offering Greg the opportunity to remove her bra. As he was doing so Greg was able to whisper into her ear "Dana's watching." Marcie did not reply but danced backwards into the room again, swaying her freed breasts seductively. As she turned around to show Greg her arse she looked towards the door and also noticed that there was someone watching from the shadows in the hallway outside. A shiver ran down her spine with the thought that Dana was getting a first-hand lesson in love making. She continued dancing and over the next 15 minutes she removed her garter belt, peeled her stockings seductively off each leg in turn, and finally removed her lacy pink G string panties, leaving her totally naked. She did a few turns, bent over to touch the floor, showing off all her attributes to both Greg and Dana. Meanwhile Dana was beside herself with lust. Her finger was no longer just rubbing her pussy lips, she had a finger in her pussy and was twisting her nipples on her breasts with her other hand. Her juices were running down her legs under her sheer, mid-thigh night dress and she was moving her hips in fucking motions as she breathed hard and tried, unsuccessfully, to stifle any sounds. When Marcie bent over, facing Greg, and pulled her cunt lips apart it was too much for Dana. With a stifled moan she sat on the floor and came hard. Marcie smiled to herself as she hear the muted groan from Dana, then danced to the end of the bed and crawled up the bed to Greg, who by now had his cock in his hand and was rubbing it gently. Grabbing each side of his shorts Marcie pulled them off his legs and feet, leaving him naked as well. She then crawled up his legs and buried his cock in her mouth. After two or three strokes she released it and continued crawling over Greg. "Fuck me," she said into his ear. "Make me cum like there's no tomorrow. And if you cum before I've had at least three orgasms I'll have your balls for earrings." Greg grabbed her and rolled over, placing her face-up on the bed. He then rolled her over, placed her hands above her head, spread her legs wide. He walked across the room to the CD player and inserted a CD of seductive new age music and, aware of the show his rigid cock was putting on for Dana, went to the side table where he carefully poured some massage oil into the small bowl from the drawer, poured some of it into his hand and placed the bowl back on the table. He then warmed the oil in both his hands and started carefully spreading it onto Marcie's back, commencing at the shoulders. He began by rubbing lightly, concentrating on spreading the oil, concentrating also on reducing the feelings of urgency in his need to cum. Gently and expertly he gave Marcie a wonderfully erotic yet relaxing massage, relaxing her muscles while increasing the sexual tension and expectation as he massaged her entire back, sides, neck, shoulders and backside, ignoring the cleft between her buttocks. He then moved further down the bed, added some more oil to his hands, and beginning at her knees massaged down her calves and feet, before returning to her knees and working upwards, massaging the insides of her thighs with slow, gentle circular motions. Gradually, very gradually, he moved his hands upwards towards her pussy, taking many minutes to progress an inch, until his hands were in the crevices between her cunt lips and her upper thighs. He then added a little more oil to his hands and gently started massaging up and down in these grooves, slowly increasing the inward pressure and reaching deeper down towards the bed, causing her cunt lips to massage each other. Marcie let out a low groan and started moving in time to the movements of his hands, trying to increase the stimulation, humping her pelvic region erotically. Greg felt that she was starting to tense her muscles, her breathing was becoming more ragged and faster, she was writhing in pre-orgasmic bliss and then she exploded, muffling her cries in the pillow, thrashing around on the bed as she came in a shattering orgasm. So did Dana. Watching her mother being aroused and stimulated to orgasm was too much for the girl. As her mother came, so did she, collapsing to the floor and letting out a barely restrained moan of ecstasy as her fingers went wild in her cunt and she spilled her juices on the carpet. "Omigod, omigod, omigod," she quietly muttered over and over. Greg waited until Marcie had more or less recovered, spending a few moments with his body resting gently on her back with his cock resting in her well-lubricated pussy trench. How easy it would be to simply fuck her now and spurt my cum inside her – would she really castrate me, he thought. Best not find out. After several minutes Greg turned Marcie over onto her back. The first thing Greg noticed in the dim light was that Marcie had shaved her pussy. Instead of being covered with lush brown fur it was now bare except for a 'landing strip' half an inch wide running from just above her clit hood towards her navel. Greg's cock gave an extra jolt at the sight. He started the massage again, massaging her front this time, beginning at her shoulders, avoiding her breasts, pussy and inner thighs, focusing on gentle, sensual touches. Dana also recovered some degree of composure and silently stood once again to have a better view of proceedings. Once Greg reached Marcie's feet on his first pass he returned to her upper chest and began gently and caressingly massaging her breasts, one at a time, omitting the nipples. He developed a rhythmic progression, starting at the top of each breast, massaging around both sides, kneading the tit flesh deeply and then his hands would meet again at the base of the breast, then the process would be repeated on the other breast, back and forth between breasts, over and over again. Marcie felt she was going berserk. She really, really, really wanted Greg to rub her nipples, to increase the stimulation so she could cum, but he steadfastly avoided this. The gentle rhythmic massage sent wonderful sensations to her clit, but these were not quite enough to cause her to cum. She would feel herself start to tense up, trying to increase the sensations and drive herself to orgasm, but Greg would simply lighten up the massage pressure and she would be forced to relax. How long could she stand this amount of pleasure, she wondered. Dana could see what was happening but could only guess at the sensations that were coursing through her mother's body. She attempted to duplicate the movements, gently caressing her own breasts including her nipples and feeling the erotic sensations shooting to her clit. She moved her right hand down to rub her clit gently, well lubricated by her copious juices. She could feel herself starting to climb the slope towards orgasm once again. After many minutes of kneading massage, Greg began lightly brushing against Marcie's nipples. At first Marcie was unsure whether it was by accident or design, but as the brushing increased she accepted that it was by design. Each touch on her nipple sent an electric shock straight to her clit, causing her body to give a small jolt. Gradually Greg moved from massaging the sides of her breasts to gently massaging her nipples, which sent a stream of enormously erotic sensations straight to Marcie's clit. "Oooohhh," she murmured, writhing under Greg's ministrations and starting humping her hips in sexual arousal. Dana was close. She was in a real quandary – to cum and maybe miss seeing the culmination of Dad getting Mom off, or to reduce the stimulation and wonderful feelings permeating her body and delay her orgasm. She chose the latter, reducing the rate of clit rubbing and easing up on the pressure on her nipples. She just seemed to be hanging in her own world of sexual ecstasy, watching the scene unfold before her eyes. Meantime Marcie was gradually but steadily moving closer towards her own orgasm. Each time Greg rubbed his hands over her nipples the sensations were amazing, pushing her closer and closer to her ultimate release. She could tell that this was going to be a big one but it seemed there was nothing she could do to hasten its arrival. Then Greg took both her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and started rolling them gently. The sensations pushed Marcie over the brink. She let out a loud cry and her body writhed convulsively under Greg's hands. "Aaarrgghh!" she cried, bucking her hips as the massively sexual sensations pulsed through her overloaded nerves. For what seemed like hours, but was possibly only a minute, she was lost to the world in her own world of blissful orgasm. Greg looked on amazed that his prim, proper and conservative wife could respond as she did. His cock was drooling precum and standing rigidly to attention, impatiently waiting its turn to cum as he watched Marcie slowly come down from her sexual high. Mixed Emotions Ch. 03 Dana couldn't delay any longer. The sight of her Mom having her huge orgasm was too much. With a final frenzied fingering of her clit and twisting of her nipple she was over the edge and collapsed onto the floor in her own orgasm, the continuous mewling noises escaping from her throat being drowned out by the sounds from the bed. She sat there, panting and gasping, in part from her own orgasm but also from the orgasmic power and beauty she had witnessed from her parents. So that's number two, thought Greg as he looked lovingly as his wonderful wife, one away from keeping my balls safe. As Marcie came back to earth Greg once again oiled his hands and resumed the massage of the whole front of her body, except her pussy area and inside her thighs. Gently her massaged her back to present reality, telling her how wonderfully sexy she was and how he was blown away by the power and beauty of her orgasm. Then gradually he again began to focus his massage, this time bringing Marcie's attention to her inner thighs and pussy. He worked his way up her thighs, then returned to work his way down her abdomen, down each side of her 'landing strip' over the silky, sensitive, newly shaved skin to the join lines between her thighs and cunt lips. Over and over his hands made this journey – up her inner thighs, down her lower abdomen. Marcie's mind was internally screaming for him to just rub her clit and let her cum, but she stayed silent except for the occasional moan or quiet mewling that escaped her throat. Dana had recovered and was again standing so she could take in the action on the bed. Her swollen clit and nipples had become quite numb from overuse so as she watched her parents she just gently touched her inner thighs and abdomen, gaining some erotic sensations from that. Marcie was in heaven. She was still recovering from two of the best orgasms she had ever achieved and Greg continued to massage all the right places – well, nearly all – gently and lovingly. She felt waves of love and gratitude for having such a wonderfully caring husband. She also felt an increasing need to cum once again. What am I becoming, she wondered. It seems I'm just never satisfied. The more I cum the more I want to cum. Then she just relaxed into the wonderful sensuous massage that Greg was giving, feeling the tiny electric jolts in her clit as nerves were stimulated, and wishing he'd just get on with it and fuck her. Gradually the focus of Greg's massage changed, centering more on Marcie's clit area. He ran his fingers up and down the grooves between her silky lips and upper thighs, squeezing her lips together, causing them to indirectly massage her clit which was now showing itself from inside its hood. Marcie's body was reacting strongly to his massaging; her hips took on a life of their own making fucking motions while the rest of her body was far from still. With his thumb he caressed her exposed clit as he continued massaging her lips. Marcie groaned. Each time Greg moved his fingers upwards along the lips he would brush his thumb against her clit, each time eliciting a moan. He shortened the length of the movement, increasing the frequency of rubbing against her clit, so the moans were nearly continuous now. Marcie felt herself building to the big one, as if the others hadn't been. Each time Greg touched her clit (at last!) the jolt through her body was amazing. She was no longer slowly approaching orgasm – she was now on an express train ride. Just one more, just another one, just one more and I must get there, one more. She focussed on the 'one more', feeling the sexual tension growing beyond anything she had ever felt, one more , one more , one ..... And then she was there! Her body thrashed about, she screamed loudly, she felt like she was being electrocuted as every nerve in her body short-circuited, she lost track of who she was, where she was, what was happening. All she knew was that she had never felt this before and never wanted to stop feeling this. Dana was enthralled watching her Mom having the biggest orgasm of her life. She could not imagine what it must feel like, she just knew that she wanted to have orgasms like that also. Her hands had a life of their own as she finger fucked herself to a massive orgasm, again slumping down on the floor, writhing in sexual release and listening to the sounds from her Mom. Greg watched Marcie in absolute awe. He had never thought that a woman could have such an orgasm, had never seen anyone in throes of such wild emotions. He continued to gently massage her clit with one hand while massaging her lips with the other. He watched her juices flow from her cunt, saturating the bed, and kept up the massage. Marcie's orgasm continued, it had now been at least two minutes since she started but it appeared that as long as Greg maintained the stimulation, Marcie continued to orgasm. How long can this continue, Greg wondered. He continued the massage. Dana had never heard of an orgasm lasting more than about half a minute. None of hers had lasted nearly that long. Yet her Mom was still going after at least three minutes, while her Dad was still massaging her clit and lips. It seemed like time had stopped. How long could this continue, she wondered. Then the scene changed. Greg wondered also how long Marcie could keep going, but he also had another problem. Just watching Marcie in the throes of orgasm was very erotic and he was about to lose his load. So he stopped the massage and gently laid on Marcie, allowing his huge rigid cock to find its own way to her opening, then pushing it gently into her gaping flowing cunt, in one move reaching the end so that it was nestling alongside her cervix. The additional new sensation caused Marcie to go into overdrive, fucking her hips to try to get more of Greg, massaging his cock with her spasming cunt muscles. Greg lay there trying not to move, hanging on to avoid being thrown off by Marcie's bucking and fucking. He felt the cum rising in his balls, the sensations increasing until at last he was cumming, squirting huge amounts of hot sperm into the end of Marcie's cunt. It felt like it was never going to stop. Marcie also felt the hot cum filling her cunt and thrashed about in a renewed frenzy, her talented cunt muscles milking his cock of all its cum while Greg held on. Dana could not believe her eyes. Here was her Dad fucking her Mom in front of her eyes. She had opened the door a bit more so she could get a better view – as if they would notice, she thought – and watched in awe as her parents coupled frantically on the bed in front of her. With three fingers in her cunt and her other hand rubbing her swollen clit, she was cumming, hard, but stayed upright, leaning against the door frame, so she didn't miss seeing any of the action. Gradually the movements of the couple slowed down, their breathing became more regular, then they lay still, Greg's cock still deeply embedded in Marcie. Shit, thought Dana, I've gotta go. I don't want them to catch me watching here. Removing her hand from her cunt, she picked up her sheer nightie (when had she taken that off, she wondered), readjusted the door and, after a final glance at the bed, walked silently up the stairs to her bedroom. Greg and Marcie finally came back to earth. Their copulating turned to a cuddle as they kissed each other deeply. "Whew," said Greg, "That was some night." "Honey, you were absolutely marvelous. Who would have thought that I could have felt what I did tonight? And that last orgasm just went on and on, I think it could have continued forever. I am just so lucky to have you and so grateful for the way that you complete my life." Greg gave Marcie yet another long, lingering kiss. Slowly he rolled off Marcie and sat up, looking towards the door. No sign of Dana. "I hope Dana liked what she saw," said Greg. "I'd completely forgotten about her. How much did she see, do you know?" asked Marcie. "The lot, I guess. I don't know when she left but if I had been her I'd have stayed to the end." "Do you think she came as she watched us?" asked Marcie. "Is the earth round?" retorted Greg. "Of course she came – at least twice from what I heard but probably at least three times because your cries would have drowned hers out for the last one." "Was I noisy?" asked Marcie innocently. "Very!" replied Greg. "Probably only enough to wake the dead though. A good job that our neighbors are away tonight." Greg and Marcie got off the bed, finished their drinks and blew out the candles. "We'll clean that mess up tomorrow," said Marcie. "Right now I feel like a shower with you then bed for sleep," she grinned. They went out, leaving the door open (no secrets from Dana anymore), climbed the stairs and slipped into their ensuite shower, luxuriating in the warm water. In the well-lit bathroom Greg was able to inspect Marcie's new landing strip. The hair that Marcie had left was trimmed short to about half an inch in length. "So that's what you were doing this afternoon," he commented. "Will you be keeping it like this?" "Yup," she said, "Like it? If you want it like that you will need to do the maintenance from now on though." "I like it very much," he replied. "Now I won't get so many hairs in my teeth. I think I will be able to manage the maintenance but it could prove costly," he grinned. They both laughed. Marcie cupped Greg's balls. "I'm pleased you only came after I had cum three times. These look lots better on you than on my ears, I would imagine." "Glad you think so," replied Greg. "I must admit, watching you was so amazingly erotic that I nearly came several times before your last orgasm." "So would you let me cut your balls off? Castrate you? I would give you hormone supplements so you could still get it up, it's just that you wouldn't have any balls. Would that be too much of a price to pay for wonderfully sexy sessions with your wife?" "Omigod, you wouldn't really would you?" asked Greg, realising that just maybe she would. "Why not?" asked Marcie, "If you had sexual hormone replacement then what's the difference? After all, women have their ovaries removed for some medical procedures, but that doesn't make them any less a woman. Why should castration with hormone therapy make you any less a man? In fact, as you get older and the amount of testosterone your balls make decreases, perhaps you would retain even more of your sexual urges if you were ball-less with hormone therapy than if you were left natural." "The difference is that these are my balls and I'm rather attached to them." He smiled at the double meaning. "Besides, if I did let you remove them, what would you let me do to you? Could I remove your clit? That would probably make it difficult or impossible for you to cum, which would probably serve you right. And anyway, how did we get so serious about this topic? We've just had an amazing sex session as a loving couple and here we are talking about mutilating those parts of us which allow us to have this type of session. Seems strange to me." "And to me," agreed Marcie. "I was just wondering how you would respond. After all, this time it was three cums, maybe some time it will be more. Maybe sometime I will make you cum before you fulfill your obligation." "I think," began Greg carefully, "That at least for the foreseeable future we should confine thoughts of castration and clitorectomy to sexual fantasy land. Perhaps there is some way we could simulate these without taking steps that are irretrievable. Anyway, that's food for thought for future sessions. Tonight I just want to curl up in bed with my lovely wife and sleep." "Agreed. You were wonderful tonight, I just can't wait till next time." "So what are we going to do about Dana?" worried Greg. "We can't simply undo our sexual demonstration. She'll be 18 next Friday and after that she can go out and fuck whoever she wants quite legally. Perhaps it's best if we provide some guidance for her so that she knows that it's OK to fuck and she doesn't have to do that in the back of a car somewhere." "Leave Dana to me. I'll have a woman-to-woman chat with her tomorrow morning. "Great, thanks. You're far better doing that than I would be. I'll be really interested to hear how it goes." Greg and Marcie got out of the shower, dried each other, and walked hand in hand to bed. The last thing they felt before entering a deep sleep was Greg running his fingers through Marcie's new landing strip and Marcie gently holding Greg's balls. Mixed Emotions Ch. 04 Ch 4: An Afternoon at the Pool Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. 3. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order. -------------------------------------------- Marcie gradually surfaced from a deep sleep and checked the time – 8.14. Normally on a Sunday morning she met with Dana for a woman-to-woman chat over breakfast before Greg appeared, so she was late but then remembered the previous night and thought that Dana would probably be late too. Quietly she got out of bed, looked for her night dress, remembered it was still downstairs, so put on her sheer wrap around robe and went to the kitchen. Empty. As she started to organise breakfast, recollections of last night came to her and she felt so wonderfully loved that she just hugged herself. Dana arrived a few minutes later in a clean, sheer night dress, looking somewhat bleary-eyed. "Good morning, Mom," she said. "Good morning, Dana. You look a bit tired this morning. Didn't you sleep well last night?" "Not really. Didn't get to sleep till quite late actually." "Did you enjoy the show we put on?" That woke Dana up. "Show? What show?" she asked, blushing. "Oh come on, Dana, you know we have no secrets between us. Both Dad and I know that you were downstairs watching us in our Dungeon while we made love last night. Did you enjoy watching? Did you learn anything?" By this time Dana's face was bright red and she couldn't look her mother in the face. "You knew?" she almost whispered, "Yet you continued to make love and have those crashingly huge orgasms even knowing that I was watching you?" she asked incredulously. "Yes, honey, in some respects knowing that you were watching was quite a turn on for both of us. And there's absolutely no reason for you not to watch. After all, we are your parents, we have taught you a great deal of what you know about life, why should we not teach you about lovemaking? You'll be 18 on Friday and after that you are legally allowed to make love yourself with whoever you choose, so the timing was pretty good, don't you think?" "So you're not mad at me? You're not going to punish me for spying on you?" asked a confused Dana. "Of course we're not mad at you. We would have preferred it if you had asked if you could watch and then you could have sat on the bed while we made love and seen how we pleasured each other in greater detail, but no, we're not mad at you." Dana began to cry and reached over to give her mother a huge hug. "I'm sorry, Mom," she sobbed, "It's just that I didn't ever think that you would willingly let me watch your personal, intimate moments with Dad. I didn't think of it as learning, only as perving, and this is considered to be so wrong." "I understand, sweetheart. It's hard growing up when sex is a taboo subject yet is so important to a healthy, full and complete life." "Does Dad know I was watching?" "Yes, it was Dad who first noticed you were there. He's fine about it too." "Oh, Mom, I do love you both so much. Thank you soooo much." "Now," said Marcie, moving to the important stuff, "Let's eat breakfast and discuss what is happening about your birthday on Friday. You're turning 18. I was thinking that maybe a small dinner party would be better than a slap up big impersonal party. That would allow you to invite Todd, so we could at last get to have a talk with this paragon of male virtue that you have attracted, and also you might like to invite Gabby and Chris, who I presume is still her current boyfriend." The two women busied themselves preparing breakfast while they discussed the arrangements that would need to be made for the dinner party, which Dana had agreed to with alacrity. They decided that a dinner party for the six of them would be just perfect. They finished eating their breakfast and were clearing the dishes when Marcie spoke. "Now after your birthday dinner I'm guessing that you and Todd will want to check out what it's like to make love for the first time legally. I don't know if you've had sex with him already, you may still be a virgin technically, although I would think there would be no trace of your virginity remaining after tampons and other more exciting objects have been inserted into your love tunnel. So I'm also guessing that at the first opportunity ..." Dana interrupted her Mom, blushing gently, "You're right, Mom. I've been using tampons since my periods started when I was twelve, and I've also been using dildos and vibrators in my love tunnel, as you called it, for the past couple of years. But I have never allowed a boyfriend to put his cock up there. His fingers, yes, occasionally, but so far not his cock. I'm so looking forward to feeling Todd's big cock in my pussy," she concluded dreamily. "Yes, that's as I thought. So what will you two do? Leave the dinner as soon as you can and have a quickie in the back of Todd's car? Sweetheart, your first time with a real cock should be memorable. It should be comfortable and can in fact set the scene for how your sex life progresses for the rest of your life. So I was thinking, and I haven't spoken to your Dad about this yet, that maybe you would like Todd to stay over and you could sleep together on the king size bed in our Dungeon. He would be most welcome to stay both Friday and Saturday nights if you like. I'm sure your Dad and I could manage without using the Dungeon for two nights," she added with a laugh. "Oh Mom, that would be absolutely awesome. Thank you. Thank you so much." Dana stepped over and embraced her mother, giving her a big hug. "No peeking though," she added into her mother's ear. They both chuckled at the thought, and hugged each other tighter, breast to breast, bush to landing strip, separated only by their thin, sheer clothing. "Good morning ladies," said Greg as he entered the kitchen, wearing only his boxer shorts, "Is this a private hug or can anyone join in?" He didn't wait for an answer but placed an arm across each of their backs and joined in the hug. Fortunately his recent sexual endeavors meant that his cock only responded slightly instead of becoming rampantly erect in the presence of the two almost naked women whom he loved more than anyone else on earth. "Good morning darling", "Good morning Daddy," they replied almost in unison. They held the hug for a few moments and it was Dana who broke it and turned to face her Dad. "Dad, I'm really sorry about spying on you and Mom in the Dungeon last night. Mom and I have discussed it and I know that you're not mad at me. But I am sorry." Then she added as an afterthought "But wow, were you guys awesome!! I just hope that I find a lover as awesome as you are to Mom." "That's OK, honey. I'm just a bit sad that you thought you had to observe us covertly instead of just coming out and asking if you could watch. I guess that while our family is very open about such things, generally sex is something that is not discussed and certainly not watched or taught. I guess it's inevitable that you pick up on these repressive attitudes." "Oh Dad, thank you. I love you," she said as she reached over to give him a hug. Once again Greg was grateful for the active sex life he had been leading over the past few weeks so he could control his reaction as his nubile young daughter pressed herself against him, even wiggling her hips a little to feel his cock against her pussy. Without further discussion they sat down in companionable silence and ate breakfast. "Right, enough of this procrastination," said Marcie after a few moments, "Greg, your breakfast's on the counter and then lawns need mowing this morning and can you please clean the cars and tidy up downstairs – it's quite a mess after last night's 'business meeting'." Marcie grinned, as did Greg. "Dana, can you please get dressed and we'll head to town in about half an hour to organise your dinner party. We're having a dinner party on Friday evening for Dana's 18th birthday," she explained in response to Greg's unspoken question. "Then this afternoon as it is a beautifully fine warm day, I suggest an afternoon by the pool." "Sounds good to me," says Dana as she leaves to get ready, "See you in half an hour or so." "Now Greg," continues Marcie quietly after Dana is out of earshot, "As you know Dana turns 18 on Friday – you did remember didn't you? – so I discussed what celebrations we would have and we've decided on a small dinner party that night. There will just be us plus Todd, so we can get to meet him and learn a bit more about him, and Gabby and her boyfriend Chris. Now, as from Friday Dana will be legally allowed to fuck boys. She tells me that she's never had a cock in her but she's technically lost her virginity to tampons, dildos and fingers. She wants to remedy the missing cock issue on Friday night." Marcie held up her hand to forestall Greg's interjection. "So I told her that her first time should be beautiful and memorable rather than in the backseat of Todd's car, which she was probably planning. Therefore I have suggested that Todd stay here for Friday and Saturday nights and that she and Todd can use the Dungeon with the king size bed for the weekend. Does that sound OK to you?" "That's fine by me," replied Greg. "Wish we'd had parents like us when we started going together," he added wistfully. "Great, so now that's sorted, eat your breakfast and thank you for doing the chores this morning while Dana and I sort out stuff for the dinner party and have a few woman to woman discussions now that she is almost starting out on her first sexual relationship. See you back here for lunch soon after midday." "Fine, thanks for breakfast. Have an enjoyable mother-daughter morning," replied Greg as Marcie left the room. Greg, Marcie and Dana met in the kitchen for lunch. Marcie had bought some fresh rolls and tasty fillings and everyone was in a celebratory mood. After lunch had been cleared away it was pool time. The pool in the back yard was large and luxurious, sheltered from the wind and prying eyes by a fence and neatly trimmed hedge. The pale blue, clear water looked particularly inviting on this hot summer afternoon so nobody needed any persuading to don their swimsuits and relax on the reclining chairs on the grass verge around the pool. Soon all three had changed into their swimsuits, the women in brief bikinis and Greg in more conservative swim shorts, and had light pool wraps covering those. Marcie and Greg reclined their loungers and were talking quietly about this morning's events, about future plans and about life in general. Marcie asked Greg if he would mind if she removed her bikini top so she could sun her breasts. Of course he didn't mind at all, but was a little surprised as it was unusual for Marcie to expose herself in this way while Dana was present. However, if she was happy, so was he. "Honey, could you please rub some sun lotion on my back where the bra strap usually goes. I don't want a burnt strip across there," Marcie asked Greg. "Sure, no probs. Roll over," Greg replied. Marcie did, lying flat on the fully reclined chair as Greg carefully massaged the sun cream on her back. Dana watched from the other side of the pool. When Greg had finished, he went back to reading the Sunday paper and heard Dana get out of her recliner and dive into the pool. He watched as his lithe daughter swam effortlessly for a few lengths of the pool before boosting herself over the edge of the pool nearest Greg and walking over to him. "Dad, I see that Mum has removed her bikini top. Would you mind if I did as well?" she asked. Greg's cock gave a small twitch. "Not at all, sweetheart." "Thanks Dad. I didn't think you'd mind but Mum said I should ask first." Dana walked back to her lounger, dried herself off on her towel and, with her back to Greg, removed her bikini top. She then lay down on her stomach on her recliner. Hmmm, thought Greg. I wonder just what these two women were discussing this morning in their woman-to-woman talks. This seems like a setup to me. Oh well, let's see where it goes. Meantime, we can't have Dana with a sunburnt strip across her back. Greg stood up and walked over to Dana. "It would be a good idea to put some sun cream on your back or you may get a burnt strip where your bikini strap usually goes," he said. "Would you, like me to rub some on you?" "Thanks, Dad, yes please if you could rub some on that would be great." Greg took a copious amount of cream from the tube and slowly and carefully rubbed it on Dana's back, feeling the smooth sensuous skin of her daughter against his hand. Once completed, he dived in the pool and swam a few lengths, reveling in the cool water. He then returned to his recliner, dried himself off and returned to his reading. After a while he noticed that Marcie had turned onto her back and was applying sun cream to her breasts. He watched fascinated as she massaged her breasts far more than was necessary and noticed that she had her eyes closed and her nipples were engorged and bright red. Was she reliving last night, he wondered. She appeared to come back to the present and opened her eyes. "Greg darling, would you mind very much if I also removed the bottom half of my bikini? I have some newly bared skin there that needs to be suntanned." Greg did a double take. While Marcie and he had sunbathed in the nude many times, it had always been when there were just then two of them, never with Dana. However, he replied "Of course you may remove the bottom half as well, honey. Do you need a hand or can you manage it yourself?" he added with a grin. "I think I really do need a hand. I seem to be so weak after all that exercise last night," she said with a wink and a grin. Greg knelt down alongside her recliner and slowly removed her bikini bottoms from off her hips, down her legs and off her feet. He admired her landing strip and white skin alongside, seeing it for the first time in full sunlight. "That feels so much better," said Marcie. I'll turn over and can you please rub some sun cream onto my arse. I don't want to get burnt there or I won't be able to sit." While Greg carefully rubbed sun cream onto his wife's beautiful buns, Dana was watching the action from across the pool. Next thing Greg knew was that Dana was standing alongside him, nipples already erect on her youthful breasts. "Daddy," she asked, "If Mom can be naked by the pool, can I also remove my bikini bottom? You can remove yours also if you like. After all, I did see all you have under there last night." Greg capitulated. "Yes, my sweet, you can certainly remove your bikini bottoms if you wish and thank you for giving me permission to remove my shorts. The only question remaining is who is to remove what. Would you like me to remove your bikini bottoms and you remove my shorts?" "That sounds like a plan. I'll remove your shorts first if you like then you can remove my bottoms," suggested Dana. "OK by me," replied Greg, as Dana reached out to Greg's shorts. She carefully reached inside and tugged the end of the drawcord, undoing the knot, and then slipped her fingers into the elastic by his hips and slowly pulled the shorts downwards. Greg felt his now semi-hard cock spring out of his shorts but Dana just kept on lowering them until he stepped out of them completely. Dana resisted the temptation to fondle Greg's cock and balls and instead said "OK Daddy, your turn now." Greg took hold of each side of her bikini bottoms and slowly pulled them down over Dana's hips. He slowed as her short, curly, wet blonde bush came into view and then continued past her partly exposed lips, down her thighs and legs until she stepped out of them. "When was the last time you saw me like this?" she asked flirtatiously. "Probably when you were about four or five I guess," replied Greg. "You're more beautiful and sexy now than you were then," he added with a grin. "Thanks," she replied, and walked slowly back to her chair, swinging her hips seductively and occasionally looking back over her shoulder at her father. "What a minx!" he muttered under his breath. He leant back into his chair, all desire to read now replaced by the scenery around the pool. He turned to his naked wife, now lying on her back sunning the newly exposed shaved skin above her pussy. "I suppose you and Dana had something to do with these events from your talks this morning," he accused. "Hmmm, something like that," she confessed noncommittally. "Well," replied Greg, "Keep up the good work then, I guess." After another hour or so of nude sunbathing lying around the pool, interspersed with the occasional swim to cool off, the doorbell rang. Greg jumped up and was about to pull on his shorts when Marcie retrained him. "It's OK," she said, "It'll be Gabby coming over to see Dana. Let her deal with it." Dana was obviously expecting the interruption. She wrapped her throw around her naked body and went inside to answer the door. Greg could hear Dana and Gabby talking as they went to Dana's room. After about half an hour Dana appeared at the doorway and then came over to Marcie and Greg. "Gabby is quite OK about being naked with us all if that's OK with you both. Is that OK with you?" Wow, thought Greg, what have these women been scheming? Before he could even think of a reply or work out how he felt about the neighbor's 17 (well, nearly 18) year old daughter seeing him naked Marcie replied "That's fine, sweetheart. We've got no problems with that at all. As they say, the more the merrier," she chuckled. "Thanks, Mom," replied Dana, and ran back inside to find Gabby. In a few moments Dana and Gabby, both wearing wraps, returned to the pool and walked over to where Dana had been sunbathing. Dana arranged a lounger for Gabby and then unceremoniously removed her wrap. Gabby hesitated for a moment, glanced at Marcie and Greg, and then, with her back to the adults, undid and removed her wrap. Greg decided that from first glance she looked very similar to Dana, but with dark rather than blonde hair, and her skin was very white where her bikini would normally cover. This was probably her first nude sunbathing session, he surmised. She sat and then lay down on her stomach on the lounger. Dana spoke with her and then rubbed sun lotion onto her back and backside, liberally coating the white areas of skin. Unseen by Greg and Marcie, she also rubbed some cream onto Gabby's pussy lips, eliciting a moan and a wriggling of hips from Gabby. After a further half hour Dana suggested to Gabby that she should turn over or she risked being sore from sunburn on her newly exposed skin. "Do you want to swim first then come back and sunbathe your front?" she asked. Apparently Gabby agreed that this was a good idea – cool off then more cooking. Dana stood up and walked confidently to the edge of the pool before diving cleanly into the water. "Come on, slow poke," she called to Gabby. Gabby glanced towards the adults then walked quickly to the edge of the pool and dived in. "It's cold," she said as she surfaced. "Not really, it's just that you were so hot lying in the sun," replied Dana, noticing the cool water had caused Gabby's nipples to become erect, figuring that it had probably happened with hers as well. The two young women swam a few lengths and then rested at the end of the pool. "This is the first time I've been skinny dipping'" said Gabby, "It feels so wonderfully free and, um, sensuous I guess." Mixed Emotions Ch. 04 "Yes, it's far better than wearing even a bikini in the water. The feel of water on skin is wonderfully sensuous," replied Dana, who then dived under the surface away from Gabby. Gabby quickly followed and they started playing together in the pool, diving between each other's legs and generally doing things that caused a considerable amount of touching between their slippery naked bodies. Both noticed how good these touches felt. By the time they climbed out of the pool they were both slightly sexually excited, but unlike males, they could conceal this arousal quite easily. They walked slowly back to their loungers, affording Greg a good view of all their many attributes. Gabby showed no sign of her earlier reticence about being naked in front of others. They lay down on the loungers on their backs and Gabby rubbed some sun cream onto her white breasts, hips and pussy, spending a few moments rubbing her pussy lips and clit, a sight not missed by Greg. And so they lazed away the afternoon. Around 4pm Greg made them all drinks and enjoyed serving these to three naked ladies. Shortly afterwards they all had a final swim, spending some time cavorting and playing in the pool with plenty of body contact enjoyed by all. Again Greg was pleased that his sexual needs had been well taken care of so that he was able to keep his arousal down to a modest semi-hardness. After a final, wet, naked group hug, they collected their clothing and, still naked, walked inside to shower and dress for dinner. Greg and Marcie shared a shower in their ensuite and unbeknownst to them, Dana and Gabby also shared a shower in Dana's bathroom. "Mmmmm," said Marcie as the warm water washed the chlorinated pool water from her skin, "That was a wonderful afternoon." "So what else have you and Dana been organising?" asked Greg. "Nothing much," replied Marcie innocently. "Did you enjoy the treat we arranged for you today?" "Oh yes. Just the whole sexual atmosphere of three beautiful naked women sunbathing by the pool was mind-blowing. A real sight for sore eyes, I can tell you. I'm just so pleased that you have taken care of me so well sexually these last few weeks or I'd have been cumming in the pool I reckon. As it was I was totally blown away when both Dana and Gabby groped my cock and balls as they dived between my legs. That was so unexpected – I'm sure they had some form of dare that if one did it then the other had to as well." "Did they really do that!" exclaimed Marcie. "The little fiends. Well, the wonderful little fiends, well, not so little now I guess either," she added. "Of course you wouldn't have responded in any way would you?" "Well now, I must confess that as I dived between their legs I did turn onto my back so I had a better view and even managed to have a bit of a feel of each of their pussies, 'accidentally' of course." "Oh yes, of course," laughed Marcie. Greg and Marcie continued their shower, soaping each other far more than was necessary until Greg's cock was standing to attention and Marcie's cunt was drooling. Lifting her up and resting her back against the shower wall, Greg entered Marcie slowly but forcefully, feeling his cock embed itself fully in her cunt with his glans resting beside her cervix. "Oh darling," purred Marcie, "That feels wonderful. I feel so full. You have such a wonderful cock. Now pump me full of your sticky gooey cum." Greg needed no further encouragement. He started a slow and steady movement of his cock in her cunt, feeling the pressure building in his balls as he fucked his beautiful wife. With the sexual excitement of the afternoon and the whole sensual feelings of the warm water pouring over his body and his cock buried in his loved one's cunt, he came very quickly, spurting his load against her cervix. Marcie felt him cumming and this, combined with the stimulation of the base of his cock on her clit, the sexual energy at the pool and the warm water on her body, caused her to cum strongly on Greg's cock, feeling her cunt walls milking Greg's sperm from his cock. They stayed that way for several minutes, enjoying the afterglow of their love making as the water flowed over them. He then lowered her to the floor and they proceeded to wash away the residue of their efforts. "Oooh, I love you," said Marcie, giving Greg a full body hug and feeling his semi-hard cock against her landing strip. "Love you too, darling," replied Greg, feeling her arms around his neck, her prickly landing strip against his cock and her hard nipples drilling holes into his chest. Still flushed from the sex, they dried themselves and dressed for a casual Sunday dinner. Meanwhile Dana and Gabby were making their own entertainment in the other shower. Each had her fingers rubbing the other's clit and pussy lips, rocking their hips in unison as their nipples rubbed together under the warm water flow. "Did you enjoy your first time of nude sunbathing?" asked Dana. "Oh yes," replied Gabby, "Especially seeing your father's huge cock. Wow, what must it be like when it's hard? Your poor, or lucky, mother taking that monster. Chris' cock isn't nearly that large, not that I've ever had that in my pussy. I've told him that will be my 18th birthday present to him," she added, laughing. "Yeah," says Dana, "I'm giving Todd mine as my 18th birthday present too. Mom and Dad have allowed Todd to stay overnight for Friday and Saturday nights and we can sleep together in the king size bed in their Dungeon." "Wow, that's real special," says Gabby, "I wonder if they would let Chris and I do that when I turn 18." "Well, you can certainly ask or they might offer. That's a few weeks off yet though." Just the thought that they would both be being fucked for the first time by their boyfriends was enough to increase their sexual feelings so that the movements of fingers on clits and lips became faster and more serious. Gabby came first; the rocking of her hips became a furious jerking backwards and forwards as she fucked herself on Dana's fingers. The effect on Gabby caused her fingers to increase their speed on Dana's clit and lips, taking her over the edge to a crashing orgasm. "Oohhh, that was wonderful," they said almost in unison. "That was sooo sexy," enthused Dana. "I definitely agree," said Gabby. "But now we'd better hurry and get ready for dinner or your parents will wonder what we've been up to, and I don't want to have to tell them." "No problem there," said Dana, "If I know them they'll have been fucking up a storm in their shower. But all the same, I'm hungry so it's time we dressed for dinner." The two young women dried themselves and dressed, and then went to the kitchen. They were just in time to see Greg and Marcie arrive from the other direction. They all noticed the fresh pink just-been-fucked looks they all had and nobody made any comments. Dinner proceeded uneventfully, Gabby thanked Marcie and Greg and then headed home. "What a great afternoon," said Marcie. "We seem to have sorted out heaps of things and we're all ready for the big birthday dinner on Friday. Greg, did you get the Dungeon cleaned up? Remember that it will have visitors next Friday and Saturday nights." Dana felt her cheeks flush as she thought of spending two nights being fucked silly by Todd on the big king size bed. "Yes, dear, all cleaned up like new," said Greg, with a twinkle in his eye, "Anyway, who says that Friday will be the next time it's used? We don't need to wait till Dana spends the day with Gabby any more. We can have our own adults' only evening anytime we like. We're all adults now, well, very nearly anyway." He says, looking at Dana. "That's true," said Marcie, looking at Dana, "And if you wish to watch, Dana, you have only to ask." Greg felt his cock give a twitch, despite his recent release. "Oh Mom, I think I can wait till Friday with Todd, but thanks for the offer. I'll take a rain check if that's OK," grinned Dana. "That's fine by us," said Greg enthusiastically, "Anytime you like. Just so long as you don't expect to be fucked by a cock until you're 18. You can't rush these things you know," he added with a laugh. "Greg!" exclaimed Marcie, "That's quite enough. She's all sorted in the cock department and will be getting hers on Friday. She certainly doesn't need help from you in that direction." Dana was blushing red by this time from her parent's references to Todd and her changing relationship once she turned 18. However, she remembered Gabby's comments about Greg's cock in the shower and decided that it was best not to shut the door of opportunity completely. "Well, thanks for your offer of help Dad," she said with a grin, "But I'm fine for next Friday and Saturday. Maybe after that, who knows?" Greg and Marcie smiled at each other and at Dana. "Yeah, who knows?" they replied together. Mixed Emotions Ch. 05 Mixed Emotions Ch 5: Dana's First Lesson Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. 3. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order. -------------------------------------------- Chapter 5: Dana's First Lesson The following week was hectic. Greg was away on business from Monday to Thursday, Marcie was in her element putting together arrangements for Dana's 18th birthday dinner party and Dana had several term tests to contend with. By Thursday evening most things that needed doing had been done. After dinner Dana had gone to her room to read while Marcie and Greg had retired to the den to catch up over a quiet drink. "You know how I shaved my pussy last weekend," began Marcie, "Well it's itchy as hell and the prickles are wrecking my panties. I've either got to go without panties or do something about the prickles." "And which of those have you chosen?" enquired Greg with a smile. "Neither yet. I was wondering if you would be willing to examine the problem in more detail and give me your opinion." "Sure, I'm very willing to give you the benefit of my expertise, such as it is. Where did you want the inspection to take place?" "Well, I was thinking the Dungeon would be the best place. It has a nice king size bed for me to stretch out on and we'll be less likely to be disturbed, not that it would really matter." "OK, do you want to do it now?" asked Greg. "Sure, why not?" replied Marcie. So Greg and Marcie headed downstairs with their drinks and the remainder of the bottle of wine. Greg unlocked and opened the door. "I guess we won't have access here for the next couple of days – it'll almost be like a honeymoon suite for Dana and Todd, except they'll be getting fucked, not married," said Greg. "Yes," agreed Marcie. "However, while they are here, we'll probably be uninterrupted in our room. I'm guessing they'll find enough to do here without needing to surface except for meals." The room was spotlessly clean and tidy – another of Marcie's chores this week. Greg noticed an addition – two rings had been fastened to the ceiling above the electric dildo ram – but he made no comment. After depositing their drinks on the tables and turning on the lights, Marcie flopped on her back onto the bed and flipped her skirt up to her waist. She had obviously chosen the no-panty option for this evening. Greg approached and gave her pussy a loving kiss. "Hmmm," he said," I see the problem." Alongside Marcie's landing strip the pussy hairs had grown until they now created a short mat which had a sandpaper effect. "What have you decided to do about this? I guess you could grow it out and revert to your former bushiness if you wanted to, although having your skin bare there with only a short landing strip down the middle is incredibly sexy." "Well, I've decided to keep this look and maybe make it as permanent as possible. So I would like you to help me by waxing the whole area except for the landing strip. This can be kept trimmed with a number four comb on the clippers I bought today. I also bought some depilatory wax so I guess the first step for you is to collect the wax, clippers, and a bowl of warm water from our bathroom. While you do that I'll contemplate the ceiling and have a few sips of wine to fortify myself for what will probably be a painful process." Greg was amazed. "So you really have decided to bite the bullet on this one. Are you sure? You don't just want me to shave the hairs every few days?" "No, I'm certain. I love the look and the sexy feel of being totally bare over most of my pussy. So tonight's the big night as far as I'm concerned." "OK, I'll be back in a few minutes." As soon as Greg left Marcie sat up and had another few sips of wine while going through in her mind the decision she had made. She knew it would be painful, but for some unknown reason she felt like enduring pain tonight. God, was she becoming a pain slut? She thought of the delightful pain she had experienced in this room, the whip ends playing on her clit, the dildo up her cunt preventing her from moving very much at all. She hoped that Greg would like the new attachment she had for the dildo ram which she was going to show him (maybe even use on him) later this evening. Greg returned with everything needed for the hair removal plus a few towels. "I think this is all we need. So do you know how to do this? I suppose you checked it out on the web so you're now an expert," he said facetiously. Marcie laughed. "I did get some instruction but it was from the beauty place where I bought the wax and clippers, not from the web. I don't know that I would trust the web for something as potentially damaging as this could be to a lady's sensitive areas." Marcie instructed Greg on how to set up the water bath to melt the wax. While that was melting, Greg examined the clippers and fitted a number four comb. Marcie then instructed him how to hold the clippers so that when he ran them gently over her landing strip they trimmed the ends of the hairs to an even length. He then combed the hair, finding the longer ones that were hiding, and again trimmed the area. Marcie's brown landing strip then looked beautifully neat and even. Once the wax was warm and melted Marcie showed Greg how to sprinkle some powder over the area to be waxed so the wax wouldn't stick to the skin so hard. She then showed him how to use the spatula to plaster a thin layer of wax onto the short hairs destined for removal . They waited a few minutes for that to cool, and then Marcie told Greg to grab hold of the wax and to rip it off suddenly. Marcie braced for the pain. Riiip! "Owwww!!" yelled Marcie, "God that hurt. " She quickly pressed the side of her hand against the hair-free strip of skin to calm the skin down, as she had been shown. "Well," she said after a few seconds when the pain had lessened, "How does that strip look?" "Quite bare," replied Greg, "Are you sure you want to continue if it's causing you so much pain?" "Yes," replied Marcie decisively, "Let's just do it. But remember," Marcie grinned, "This pain goes as a credit on my pain score, so you will need to suffer in some other way to even the score." "Oh," replied Greg, wondering what Marcie could have in mind. Greg began applying another strip of melted wax alongside the first when they heard footsteps coming down the stairs, followed by a knock on the door. "Mum, are you OK?" asked a worried Dana, "Can I come in please?" Marcie and Greg looked at each other and silently nodded. "Yes, dear, come on in," replied Marcie. Dana pushed the door open and entered. She had no idea what she would find but was still surprised when she saw her mother lying on the bed, skirt around her waist, with her father plastering something on her pussy. It took only a few seconds for her to realise that she was having her pussy waxed and the thought went through her head instantly that this was something she would like to have done to herself sometime. "I heard you yell and wondered if you were OK. And you did say that we are all adults now so I can come down when you are here, so I hoped you wouldn't be cross if I did come down," She gushed. "That's fine, sweetheart, I'm perfectly OK. It's just that I'm having my pussy waxed and it hurts when the wax is removed, pulling all the hairs out. You are most welcome to stay and watch if you wish." Dana sat in a chair beside the bed and watched Greg finish applying the next strip of wax. Dana reached out and touched the newly applied wax, feeling it cooling and hardening, and then ran her fingers over the prickly hairs and along the newly waxed area, feeling it silkily sexily smooth. "That smooth part feels so good compared with the prickles," she commented. "Why don't you take it all off instead of leaving a landing strip?" "The landing strip is so your father can line up on my pussy in the dark," quipped Marcie. "No, actually I think that having a small amount of hair is far sexier than having none at all. You'll also notice that the landing strip is short, only about two inches, so it extends from below the natural hairline on my belly to about an inch above my clit, leaving all the interesting parts totally bare. I can just imagine how much it will hurt when the strip above my clit hood is ripped off." The wax had set so Greg lifted one end and ripped it off. Marcie again yelled in pain but was not as loud now she knew how much it would hurt. He quickly applied his hand to the area to calm the skin, as Marcie had shown him. The process continued for about half an hour, with sexy chitchat between Dana and her parents. After all the hair from beside and above her landing strip had been removed, Greg began applying the final strip between the lower end of her landing strip and her clit hood. This was the strip Marcie was dreading. The whole atmosphere had been gradually turning Marcie on, the intimate nature of the 'operation', the presence of Dana, the pain alternating with warmth from the wax, until Marcie was feeling extremely sexy and, despite herself, was approaching an orgasm. As Greg applied the final strip he noticed that Marcie's cunt juices were flowing copiously and that her clit was poking out from its hood. He could tell that she was on the verge of cumming. The wax cooled and hardened (it wasn't the only thing that had hardened) and Greg started to lift the end to rip it off. "OK for this final one?" he asked Marcie. Marcie nodded, not trusting herself to speak. She could feel that she was right on the brink. Riiip!! Marcie let out a shriek and her body went into convulsions as the combination of the pain and her orgasm completely overpowered her. She thrashed about on the bed, moaning as she came. Gradually the orgasm died and she became still. Greg applied his hand pressure to the last area to be stripped, calming her skin but not calming the orgasmic ecstasy radiating through her body from her clit. "Oooohhhhh, that was fantastic!" Marcie exclaimed. Dana watched with eyes like saucers, hardly believing what she was seeing, wondering how her mother could experience such an intense orgasm from enduring repeated doses of pain. When Marcie had calmed down a little, Dana asked "Mum, you just came, right? Yet the only feelings you had had in the past little while were feelings of pain. How come the pain can make you cum and experience such apparently mind-blowing pleasure?" Marcie sighed deeply and looked at her daughter. "The receptors for pain and pleasure are very close together and it is really quite easy to confuse your body into believing that what you experience initially as pain is actually pleasure. It's hard to explain, far easier for you to experience it yourself if you choose to." "Does that mean we can experience pleasure as pain as well?" asked Dana. "Quite possibly, but it's unlikely that anyone would voluntarily want to do this. Most often it's the other way around, as you've just seen. If you want to explore these experiences this would probably be an excellent place to start, but now would not be a good time bearing in mind that it's your birthday tomorrow." Greg was packing things up, placing the used wax into a plastic bag for rubbish and carefully applying some soothing cream to the bare parts of Marcie's pussy. "How do you think it looks?" she asked both Greg and Dana. "Awesome!" replied Dana. "You look ravishing," said Greg, "And under different circumstances ravishing is exactly what I would be doing to you. It's really sexy and I can't wait to sink my cock into your cunt and feel the contrasts of hairs and smooth skin against my belly." Marcie gave a quick glance at Dana to see if Greg's overtly sexy talk had disturbed her, but Dana appeared quite nonchalant and had apparently accepted Greg's language as part of the whole scene which she appeared to be enjoying. Marcie had by now fully recovered from her experiences so stood up, ran her hands over her pussy, feeling the new Marcie 'down there', and straightened her skirt. "OK, it's a big day tomorrow so I suggest we all get some sleep." She said decisively. "Before we go," ventured Dana, "As Todd and I will be sleeping here, maybe that should be fucking here, for the next couple of days, could you give me a rundown on what all the stuff is used for if we decide to use it please?" "Hmmm," replied Marcie, "I guess that is a good idea although I don't know if you or Todd will be into this sort of stuff yet. You'd probably be more likely to confine your activities to fucking each other's brains out. However, if you wish we'll give you a quick rundown." Marcie and Greg showed Dana what was in each of the cupboards, explaining the use of the soft ropes for tying each other up, demonstrating knots to use so that wrists and ankles were securely tied but the blood supply was not cut off, and explaining that if the blood supply was cut off for any reason, e.g. a guy's balls were tied off, then it must be released after 15 minutes or permanent damage could result. "You wouldn't want to make Todd a eunuch first fuck, would you?" asked Marcie. Dana admitted that this would not be a good idea. They also showed her the frame for tying people to and the dildo ram and showed how dildos were attached. Both Dana and Marcie felt a thrill through their cunts at the thought of this device and Dana decided then and there that she would have Todd use that on her during the weekend. Greg asked what the rings attached to the ceiling above the ram were for and Marcie told him that she had those installed while he'd been away. She then showed him a new attachment, which consisted of a simple ring with a screw thread to screw into the end of the ram. "If you can stick a dildo up my cunt and leave me immobile for a while, I figured that I could attach your balls to this ram and leave you immobile for a while also. However, the difficulty was that if your hands were free you could simply untie yourself. Also, if you push a dildo up my cunt there is no way I can reduce the depth it goes in because gravity is pulling me down. Whereas if I tie your balls to the rod and then lower the rod, you can simply bend your knees to lessen the tension on your sac. Therefore, by tying your hands to the rings in the ceiling both problems are fixed. Do you want to try it now?" That put Greg on the spot. He did want to try the fiendish device, but did he want to do this with Dana looking on? What the hell, he decided, why not? "OK, I'm willing to try it now so long as Dana is OK with that," replied Greg. "Dana, are you happy to stay and watch the demo or do you want to leave?" Dana blushed. "I'm happy to stay and watch if you're happy for me to watch. I think this whole thing is really cool – can't wait to see Todd's reaction!" Greg stripped his trousers and shorts off and removed his shirt. Both women noticed that his shorts were wet from precum and his cock was already partly hard. "What turned you on?" asked Marcie. "The whole evening, especially ripping off wax from your pussy and the thought of Dana watching as you tie me up by the balls." Marcie selected two short pieces of rope and tied these to Greg's wrists. She then stretched his arms above his head and tied each wrist to a ring in the ceiling, leaving Greg stretched full length from floor to ceiling with his weight taken on his feet. "Try bending your legs," ordered Marcie. Greg bent each leg in turn, and each time his foot lifted from the floor. He then bent both knees, raising both feet and being fully suspended by the rings. "Good, at least the rings didn't pull out of the ceiling," Marcie grinned. Marcie then fitted the new attachment to the end of the ram and raised the ram until it was just below Greg's balls. She then selected a short piece of thin soft rope and knelt down in front of Greg. Dana positioned herself for a good view. "Dana, I'm going to tie your Dad's balls off really tightly so that the blood supply will be cut off. That means we can only leave him tied for 15 minutes. Can you be timekeeper please?" Greg felt his heart pounding as he thought of what could go wrong, which would cost him his balls. Nothing will go wrong, he told himself, Marcie will see to that because she loves me with balls and wouldn't have as much fun with a eunuch because he would have no balls to torture. Somewhat reassured by this observation, he focused on what was happening, noting that Dana's hand had unconsciously reached down to rub her pussy. Marcie had the rope around his balls and was coaxing them downwards, massaging his sac to cause his balls to hang lower. When she was satisfied with the length she tightened the rope, cutting off the blood supply to his balls. He noticed that Dana glanced at the clock. "Ten past nine," said Dana. "Thanks," said Marcie, keep an eye on it and tell me when it's 9.23 please. We have to release the rope by 9.25, unless we want to kill his balls, of course," she added with a grin towards the helpless Greg. Marcie then took a large coil spring with a round gauge attached and fastened one end to the ring at the top of the rod and the other end to the rope around his balls. "The way this works is that as the rod goes downwards it pulls on the spring which extends and exerts a tension on your balls and scrotum. The amount of tension is registered on the dial gauge. This makes it far less sensitive to adjust the height of the rod and makes it less likely that we will pull your balls off your body, unless, of course, we want to do this," explained Marcie. Once it was all securely fastened, Marcie walked to the wall switch and pressed the switch to lower the rod. Greg watched as the rod lowered and then started to extend the spring. He could feel the tension in his balls as they were dragged into the lowest part of his scrotum and then his scrotum started to stretch downwards. Marcie released the switch and looked at the gauge. "That's a tension of 2 pounds so far. How does it feel, darling? "Well, it's bearable but only just, although I am getting used to it." "That's good, because that is just a start," replied Marcie. She pressed the switch again and the rod started down again, extending the spring and also extending the length of Greg's ball sac. "Oooohhh, ouch, that's starting to really hurt," complained Greg. Marcie removed her finger from the switch and looked again at the dial. "Only just over 4 pounds so far," she said, "I was aiming for an easy run up to about 10 pounds seeing it's the first time, and hopefully we can work up to 20 pounds later," she told him. Greg groaned at the thought that this was just the beginning. "You're nuts! You'll pull them off then then I guess they really will be your nuts." At least he still has some sense of humor, thought Marcie. At the start the pain in Greg's balls had been severe, but he had noticed that his balls seemed to adjust and the pain lessened over a couple of minutes, changing to a deep ache that permeated his lower abdomen. Even this decreased a little as his scrotum continued to lengthen and thus slightly reduce the tension on his balls. Once the rod started its downward movement again the pain increased and the cycle started over when the descent stopped. He began to wonder if, in fact, he could achieve a 10 or even 20 pound pull on his balls given time and practice, but he wasn't going to mention this to Marcie. Mixed Emotions Ch. 05 Marcie and Dana came over to examine their handiwork. Marcie stroked Greg's balls, feeling the tension as the bloodless balls were forced into the lowest part of his scrotum. She gave them a small squeeze and then she started stroking his now rampant cock. "Dana, can you go and get some massage oil from the right hand drawer by the bed please," she asked. When Dana returned in a few moments with the oil Dana asked "Can I oil up Dad's cock please Mum." "Certainly darling, go for it." Dana poured oil into her hand and started rubbing it on his cock. To Greg the sensation was amazing; the skin was tight and stretched both by his erection and the downward tension on his balls and on top of that to have his own daughter now masturbating his cock just about put him through the roof. Instead of pain he felt his orgasm approaching very quickly. Somehow Dana sensed that and she simply let go and moved her hand away. "I think he was getting ready to cum, Mum, so I stopped. Is that OK?" "Good girl. You're learning fast. We'll have to decide whether we'll let him cum tonight of not, I guess. What do you think?" "Well, he did do a good job on your waxing and he did volunteer for this torture so it might be nice if we did let him cum soon. After all, you do want some sleep tonight without being pestered for sex every few minutes, don't you Mum?" "Yes, I guess you're right. Good to see that you are sensitive to the needs of your slaves. You'll make a good mistress someday." Dana resumed very slow masturbation on Greg's cock. Greg was trying in vain to increase the pressure and speed, moving his hips as much as he could and stretching his balls in the process. Marcie saw that this and lowered the ram slightly to increase the tension with Dana continuing the slow masturbation which was driving Greg insane. "How's the time, Dana?" "9.20," replied Dana. "We'll need to release him in five minutes so if he's to cum he'll need to do so during that time. Can I please make him cum, Mum?" "Sure, darling. I guess you've made Todd cum a few times so you have some idea of what you're doing. Just keep it nice and soft and slow." Dana kept Greg on the edge of orgasm by easing back every time she sensed that he was about to go over. That continued for the next three minutes while Marcie kept easing the rod downwards, increasing the tension in Greg's balls. Dana checked the time, "One minute to go, Mum. Can I make him cum now?" "Yes, dear, let him cum now." Dana increased pace and pressure at the same time as Marcie inched the rod downwards and within seconds Greg was squirting a massive load of cum over the floor. Dana continued masturbating his cock until nothing more came out. Marcie checked the dial reading then quickly raised the ram and untied his balls. Greg breathed a sigh of relief, and then Marcie untied his wrists. From his viewpoint, Greg had felt Dana's gentle touches as she masturbated his cock, bringing him closer and closer to orgasm but not quite enough to allow him to cum. Once the ram increased the tension he was unable to move his hips so he could only wait almost motionless while his cock was tortured by his two lovely mistresses. As time approached, he felt Dana's stimulation increase and he approached and then passed orgasm point, feeling the incredible rush as his cum squirted from his cock, feeling his balls trying to pull up into his body, as they usually did when he came, and feeling the pain that this caused. As he surfaced from this pain and ecstasy he felt himself being untied and supported to stand. "Whew!" said Greg. "That was amazing. Oooh my poor balls; they feel like they've been stomped on by an elephant, not that they ever have been really," he added, managing a grin which was more like a grimace. "Wow, Dad, that was really cool!" exclaimed Dana. "Thanks so much for letting me do this and thank you also, Mum." "At the end you took 12 pounds of tension. Not bad for a first attempt," said Marcie, giving Greg a hug and his balls a squeeze. "Ouch, careful or you won't have any toys left to play with," growled Greg. Dana gave both her parents huge hugs. "Does this mean we can do this again sometime?" "Well, maybe," said Marcie. "I guess you'll have to ask your Dad as well because he's the one who suffers and benefits from this play. There's nothing to stop you trying this on Todd if you can persuade him to give it a try this weekend." "I guess I'd do it again," replied Greg, "But it may take a while for my balls to recover from this episode. However, we won't be here for this weekend so that may be enough time. And of course there would be a price to pay," he added, looking at his two tormentrixes. "Dana," said Marcie, "Dad and I have both cum but you haven't. Do you need to cum tonight?" "Oh Mum, I was probably going to have to use my vibrator or fingers when I was in bed. You're so right, I so need to cum. I guess I could ask Dad to fuck me but he's a bit the worse for wear judging by the hang down look of his cock and I don't want a cock in me until I have Todd's tomorrow night. What do you suggest?" "Well," replied Marcie, "You could use a dildo or vibrator on the ram, but I suggest that we string you up on the frame and see how long you can stay there without cumming. What do you think, Greg?" "Sounds good to me. I'm sure that Dana will enjoy experiencing some of the other bits and pieces we have here." So Greg and Marcie carefully and lovingly stripped Dana and tied her to the frame, feet and hands wide apart. Greg looked at his daughter with awe. What a beautiful creature she was, he thought, and went over to her, caressing her skin, feeling her soft breasts with their pert nipples, running his hands down her ribcage, over her belly and down to her pussy. He then bent down and ran his hands up her legs gently, feeling the smooth skin and kneading her tight muscles, concentrating especially on her arse cheeks when he reached that area. He slipped his hand between her legs and found that she was sopping wet. He gently opened her pussy lips and massaged them, placing his thumb on her prominent clit. Dana was in heaven with these light sensuous touches. She completely forgot that it was her father making her feel so wonderful and focussed on the feelings that ran through her body. When she felt her pussy lips being separated and her clit massaged she just totally relaxed and let enormous feelings of sexuality wash over her. Crack! Dana felt the sting of the multi-tailed whip on her arse cheeks that instantly brought her back to what was happening. It was surprise, not pain that she felt. Crack! She glanced around over her shoulder and saw Marcie, now completely naked like both she and Greg, wielding the whip. "Ahah, so you're awake again now, are you. Sorry to disturb your dreams," she said sarcastically. Marcie came around to the front of Dana and clipped two clothes pegs onto her nipples. "Ouch, that hurts," complained Dana. "Don't worry, my sweet, I'll take them off in a few minutes," said Marcie. She placed another gentle blow with the whip across Dana's belly, causing the muscles to ripple beneath the skin. She then began whipping the insides of Dana's thighs, gently so as not to leave marks yet hard enough to cause them to redden under the onslaught. Dana started writhing in sexual anticipation as her juices flowed freely from her cunt and dripped onto the floor. "Hmmm, I see you're turned on by this," says Marcie. "Feel like you're getting ready to cum maybe?" From her viewpoint, Dana had been relishing the feel of her father caressing her body until the first blow from the whip caused her to come back to reality with a rush. The jolt went right through her body but she was amazed to find that it had the greatest effect on her clit, where it seemed to end up. While she was contemplating this, another blow landed and she noticed the same effect. She was becoming very horny from being whipped. That would have been strange to her except that she remembered what her mother told her about the body having difficulty distinguishing between pain and pleasure. She realised the whipping was being interpreted as pleasure, sexual pleasure at that, and she was slowly coming closer to cumming (she smiled to herself at her choice of words). Then she felt a pinching on her nipples and opened her eyes to see that her mother had clipped clothes pegs to them. She noticed again how the pain left quickly and sexual feelings radiated from her nipples to her clit. Then the assault on her inner thighs began, the sensations travelling the short distance upwards to her clit until her whole world seemed to center on her clit. Closer, ever closer. Then without warning the whip fell upwards from behind, directly between her legs, with the ends of the lashes hitting her pussy lips. That felt so good. She wriggled her hips and arse to feel the feelings better. A second blow upward between the legs from a slightly closer range so the ends of the lashes hit directly onto her clit. She screamed, more in surprise and to release sexual tension than from pain, because she realised the strokes were relatively soft. A couple of seconds later and a third stroke landed again on her clit and she came, strongly, noisily, pulsatingly she threw herself around in the frame, feeling orgasmic pleasure radiating from her clit to all parts of her body. Eyes closed, she didn't see her mother taking aim with the whip on her clothes pegged nipples. She felt the sweet agony as the whip removed first the left and then the right clothes peg. The pain from each nipple descended straight to her clit and cunt, causing her renewed orgasmic pleasure as her cunt contracted and pumped out a continual stream of pussy juice. For over a minute Dana writhed in orgasmic bliss before collapsing, limp, totally exhausted. Marcie and Greg watched in amazement as their daughter approached orgasm. She was obviously a pain slut, enjoying the sting of the lash as her body transformed it into sexual pleasure. When she came Marcie went to the front and carefully removed each clothes peg with the whip, and they both watched her go into further paroxysms of pleasure as the initial pain of removal changed to pleasure and headed straight for her cunt and clit. They then watched, astonished, as Dana pumped out sex juices which pooled on the vinyl floor. Then she collapsed and hung limply from the frame. Marcie and Greg lovingly and carefully untied Dana from the frame and carried her to the bed. Slowly she regained consciousness and after a few minutes sat up. "Wow! I never realised that sex could be that wonderful. I'll have to spend some time teaching Todd this weekend. Thank you so much. That was utterly fantastic. When can we do it again?" she asked with a grin. "I'm sure that we can arrange for a repeat, with variations if you wish," said Marcie. "We started this Dungeon because we were bored with our sex lives; that has now completely changed and we are exploring new and exciting ways to turn each other on. You are most welcome to join our explorations and Todd is as well if he wishes to come along. Just make sure that you don't put him off this weekend." "I certainly won't," replied Dana, "And I certainly hope he will be interested in participating in future. I know I am." "You could also suggest to Gabby that she might like to experience some Dungeon play, with Chris if she wants," suggested Greg. It only took a few moments for three sexually satiated (for the time being anyway) people to collect their clothes and make their way upstairs to their bedrooms. After a shower with Marcie, Greg rubbed some cream onto the newly hairless skin around Marcie's pussy. Then they climbed into bed and cuddled for a few minutes. "Do you think Todd will be interested in experimenting in the Dungeon?" asked Marcie. "I'm sure he will be," replied Greg. "I just don't know how long it will take him though. Guys are very often shy being naked in front of other guys and it's not as though he and Dana have known each other forever. It may be very disconcerting to be expected to strip off and have sex in front of people who could become yours in future." "So, how long before he comes round do you reckon?" "I'd say it could take a year or even more. Tell you what, I'll bet you that he doesn't participate in Dungeon activities with us within, say, six months of tomorrow night." "OK, I'll take you up on that bet," replied Marcie. "So let's get this straight; if he participates with us and Dana in Dungeon activities requiring him to be naked within six months then I win the bet, right?" "Right, otherwise I win the bet. What are we betting anyway?" asked Greg. "How about the winner gets to beat the loser's pussy or cock and balls, say, fifty strokes with a riding crop," suggested Marcie. "Sounds good to me," replied Greg, already picturing Marcie's poor sore red pussy. "Great. That's settled. Goodnight darling," replied Marcie, picturing Greg's swollen and sore cock and balls. "Goodnight sweetheart," replied Greg. And they quickly went to sleep, Greg with his hand exploring Marcie's almost hairless pussy and Marcie with her hand cradling Greg's tender balls. Mixed Emotions Ch. 06 Ch 6: Dana's 18th Birthday Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. 3. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order. -------------------------------------------- At last the day had arrived. Dana woke early and gingerly felt her body all over. There were only a couple of tender spots after last night's adventure, far fewer than she had been expecting. Even her pussy seemed to have recovered. Just as well, she thought, it will be well used tonight I have no doubt. Dana dressed for college and went to the kitchen. "Happy birthday, darling," chorused her Mom and Dad. "Thank you," she replied. "I don't really feel any older." "So how are you today?" Marcie asked, "Any soreness from last night?" "Just a little in a couple of places. Thank you for being so careful." "Well, the whipping was to induce pleasure by inflicting a small amount of pain; it was not meant as a dire punishment or to be sadistic," said Greg. "We can arrange that if you wish," he added with a grin. "Maybe sometime, but not today, thanks," replied Dana. "Well, time for breakfast. What's your program like today?" asked Marcie. "I have a lecture at 11 but also have some research to do on my current project, so that will take up the rest of the day. I was hoping to be home by about 4ish so I have time for a swim before the guests arrive." "That sounds like a good idea. It looks like it will be another hot day. I'll try to be home about the same time and will join you," replied Greg "OK," said, Marcie, "If you guys are swimming at 4 then I'll finish preparations for tonight's dinner party by then and have a swim as well. I'll be ready for it, I'm sure. By the way, we'll do the presents thing tonight after the guests arrive. Is that OK with you, Dana?" "Yes, that's fine. I'll have time to appreciate them then as well as the delicious anticipation of them all day. I've gotta eat and go or I'll miss the bus." So they all sat and ate breakfast, then Dana left to catch her bus, Greg drove to work in his car and Marcie cleaned up the dishes and started a list for the shopping trip. After that she dressed and drove to the shops. On her return she started preparing the food for dinner, setting up the dining room and generally tidying up the house. She spent some considerable time cleaning and sorting out the Dungeon so it would be pristine for Dana and Todd tonight and placed a couple of towels in Dana's ensuite so Todd could shower. She placed flowers in a vase of water on the bedside table, placed a few suitable CDs by the player, vacuumed the floor and generally removed all trace of the previous evening's activities. She then checked the pool, removing leaves that had blown in. By the time that had all been completed, along with a hurried lunch, it was almost 4pm. So she changed into her bikini, not that she thought she would be wearing it for long as she anticipated that they would all be skinny dipping like last time. Shortly after 4pm Greg arrived home looking hot and sweaty in his suit. "That looks like a more sensible mode of dress, or undress," he commented to Marcie as he gave her a kiss and cuddle, taking full advantage of the skin exposed by the bikini. "But I trust it's not staying on for long." "Absolutely not," she replied, "But isn't taking it off half the fun?" Greg went to their bedroom and reappeared wearing a pair of swim shorts, by which time Dana had arrived home. "Hi Dad," she greeted him, "I'll get changed and be along in a couple of minutes and meet you at the pool." Marcie and Greg walked hand in hand out to the pool and were already sunbathing in their loungers when Dana arrived – stark naked. Greg let out a low whistle. "So who's being daring then?" he asked rhetorically. "Well, I could see no reason putting anything on when I knew I would be taking it off again a few minutes later. Are you swimming dressed or skinny dipping?" "Skinny dipping, of course," replied both Greg and Marcie. "Come over here a second and let's just check you out for any damage," said Greg. "You dirty old man!" exclaimed Dana, teasingly, adding with a grin "You just want a close look at my pussy, probably because at your age you can't see very well." However, she walked over to Greg, sexily swinging her hips like a stripper. She stopped right in front of him. "You like what you see, mister?" she drawled with a wink. "I'll let you have a touch if you put a few notes in my tip jar." Greg roared with laughter. "Where did you learn that?" he asked. "Well, actually, I guess it's OK to tell you now, but one night Todd a took me to a strip club – he had a mate who was the bouncer that night so we could get in without id – and I heard one of the strippers use that line. You're not angry with me are you, Daddy? If you like you could take me down to the Dungeon and punish me sometime," she pouted sexily, "But just not before next Monday." Greg laughed again. "No punishment required for a while at least, but I'll definitely think about what a suitable punishment would be. Now, let's make sure there are no welts from the whip that you may have to explain to Todd." Greg did a reasonably close examination of Dana's pussy, thighs and body. He couldn't resist rubbing his finger between her lower lips. Dana gave a small gasp and closed her eyes as it slid over her clit. "Looks good to me," said Greg. "Seems like everything is still in working order too." "You're incorrigible!" stated Dana, before running towards the pool and diving in. "Are we swimming or just watching?" asked Marcie. "Now you've had your bit of fun hurry up and take my bikini off so I can cool down. It's alright for some but I've been in a warm house not an air conditioned office all day." Greg wasted no time in removing Marcie's bikini, caressing her breasts and fingering her pussy lips and clit as he did so. Marcie then removed his shorts, giving his cock a gentle massage and his balls a hard squeeze, before running to the pool and diving in. Greg immediately followed suit. They swam a few lengths and cooled off in the water before meeting together at the deep end, which allowed them to stay cool with only their heads above water. "What time are the guests arriving?" asked Dana. "I put 5pm on the invitations so I suggest we need to be ready for them any time after about 10 to. It must be about 4.20 by now so we really need to be getting out. No time for any hanky panky today," she added, with mock seriousness. With that Marcie gave Greg's cock a final squeeze and hoisted herself out of the water, exposing her buttocks for a gentle smack from Greg. Dana also gave Greg's cock a final squeeze. "I guess I'll be enjoying this fella inside me one day soon," she said as she winked teasingly at her father. "If you'll allow that it will certainly be my pleasure," replied Greg. "Just name the time." Dana and Greg both hoisted themselves out of the pool and went off to change for dinner. Dana ran to the door as soon as the doorbell sounded, opened the door and threw herself into Todd's arms. "Happy birthday, darling," gasped Todd, a bit overcome by his welcome. "Thanks, sweetheart." Todd held her at arm's length to obtain a better view of his gorgeous girl, looking radiant in her low cut, pale blue party dress. "So, how has today been for you?" he asked. "Oh, darling, it's seemed so long waiting till you arrived. Went to college, came home, had a swim, and now you're here – at last. Mmmmmm, I love you so much and I'm just dying for us to sleep together tonight." "I know the feeling," agreed Todd, kissing her deeply. "Anyway, come in and get to know my parents," said Dana, when she could draw breath again. Dana led Todd through to the kitchen, dropping his overnight bag in the hallway, and introduced him to her parents. "Mom, Dad, you've heard about Todd quite a bit, you've seen him when he's come to take me out, but you haven't really met him formally. Todd, darling, these are my parents, Marcie and Greg. Mom and Dad, this is my boyfriend Todd, although boyfriend doesn't quite convey the depth of our feelings for one another, does it darling," she finished putting an arm around his waist. "Very pleased to meet you, Todd," said Greg, shaking hands with Todd. ""It's wonderful to meet you officially at last," said Marcie, reaching up and giving Todd a hug. "We've heard so much about you yet feel we know so little about you really. Dana, could you please take Todd on a tour of the house and he can drop his bag downstairs if you like." Dana quickly led Todd away down the hallway, collected his bag, showed him bathroom facilities, her room with ensuite and then led him down to the Dungeon. "This is our room for the weekend," she enthused. "This is where you get to take my virginity tonight. Oh, I'm so looking forward to making love with you tonight; it seems to have been such a long time for my birthday to come round." "Wow!" exclaimed Todd, surveying the huge bed, "This looks awesome. Do we get to use that too?" he asked indicating the bondage equipment. "Oh, we'll have to see about that. We'll just have to see how well behaved you are," she replied teasingly. "Anyway, if we do I would insist on turn-about so don't think you would get away scot free." "Oh," replied Todd, realising the reality of the situation. "Meantime, however, it appears that you haven't had enough kissing and cuddling, at least I know I haven't." They embraced each other, pressing their bodies together as they kissed deeply for several minutes. "Hmmm, what's this I feel pressing into my thigh?" asked Dana, reaching to rub Todd's cock through his trousers, "Good to feel that he's all raring to go. Hope he can stay that way all night." "Oh he will, I'm sure," replied Todd, cupping her pussy with his hand. "We'd better get back upstairs before we get too carried away. I've got some more guests to welcome," said Dana, breaking away from Todd and heading for the door. Gabby and Chris arrived a few minutes later and were greeted with hugs from Dana. Gabby introduced Chris to Greg and Marcie and then they went to the lounge for some cool lemonade. Marcie approached Dana with a small parcel in her hand. "Happy birthday once again," she said as she handed Dana the parcel. "Thanks, Mom and Dad," said Dana, opening the present to reveal a beautiful aquamarine drop pendant. "Oooh," she said, "This is beautiful and it matches my dress perfectly. Thank you so much. Maybe you would like to put it on me please." Marcie placed the pendant around Dana's neck and fastened the clasp. "That's really beautiful," she said. "Thank you so much Mom and Dad," said Dana, giving each of them a hug and kiss. Todd then took a small box from his pocket and gave this to Dana with a kiss. "Hope you like these," he said. Dana opened the present to reveal a set of aquamarine earrings, a perfect match for the pendant. "Darling, how did you do that?" she asked, "It's absolutely divine and a perfect match. Have you three been colluding over presents?" she asks giving Todd, Mom and Dad searching looks. "Well, actually, yes," confessed Todd. "I wanted to buy you some jewellery but didn't know what you would like, what you had or what you wanted. So I phoned your Mom and she suggested we get complementary presents. She also suggested aquamarine because they match your eyes. It's just coincidental that they match your dress as well." "Oh," said Dana, "So that explains the 'coincidence'. Thank you all so much." Dana walks over to Todd and gives him a long kiss and hug. She then sits down next to him, removes her ear studs and inserts the new earrings. "How does that look?" she asked him, flashing her new jewellery. "You look just like the princess you are to me," said Todd. "Oh darling, you say the sweetest things," she replied, giving him another kiss. Gabby leant over to Dana and gave her an envelope. "Happy birthday, Dana," she said, "You don't get to wear this but we're sure that you'll enjoy it." "Thanks, Gabby and Chris," said Dana. She opened the envelope and took out two tickets to a forthcoming concert that she had been saving for. "Wow, that's awesome!" she exclaimed, delightedly waving the tickets in Todd's direction. "Honey, we're going to that show we wanted to go to," she told Todd. "Not only that," continued Gabby, "But I bought four tickets so Chris and I will be there too. So we can go as a foursome." "That's even better." Dana went over to Gabby and Chris and gave them each a hug. "Thank you both so much." For the next little while Marcie and Greg spent the time getting to know Todd and Chris better, and vice versa, while Dana and Gabby caught up, all sipping on cool lemonade and generally winding down after their day's activities. The delicious smell of roasting turkey became steadily more enticing until Marcie noticed the time and excused herself to finish dinner preparations. Gabby left to assist. Within a few minutes dinner was announced starting with a seafood entrée. They proceeded to the dining room and took their seats while Greg brought a cool bottle of wine from the fridge, opened it and poured the drinks. The dinner progressed through its three courses of entrée, roast turkey with new potatoes and fresh salad for the main, and sticky date pudding with ice cream for dessert. After that they all retired to the deck outdoors to enjoy the cool of the evening. Conversation came easily to them all and after a very pleasant dinner party it was time for Gabby and Chris to leave. Before they left Gabby took Dana aside. "Hope everything goes really well tonight, Dana," said Gabby. "Just enjoy each other tonight and for the weekend. Remember that these are memories you will have for the rest of your life." "Thank you, Gabby. What would I do without you? You are the best friend I could ever have. You and Chris have a great time also – it will be your turn in a few weeks, I have no doubt." They then hugged and Chris and Gabby returned to Gabby's house next door. "It's been a big week for us," said Marcie, "With Greg being away, a party to organise and all the other stuff that needed to be done. So Greg and I are off to bed for some catch up time," Marcie winked at Dana, "Have fun and we'll see you tomorrow sometime." Marcie then came over to Dana and gave her a hug. "You have remembered to take your contraception pills haven't you?" she whispered in Dana's ear, "We don't want any little surprises running around the house just yet." "Yes, Mom, it's all sorted. Don't worry so much; I'm a big responsible 18 year old now," grinned Dana. "Of course. I keep forgetting," whispered Marcie. "Have a wonderful night and weekend to start your adult life." "Thanks, Mom." Dana and Todd stayed on the deck for a few minutes after Greg and Marcie left. "Feel like a swim?" she asked Todd. "Mmmm, sounds good. I'll go and get into my swim shorts." "Don't be silly," she replied, "Who needs swim shorts? We'll go skinny dipping." "Eh?" he says, surprised. "Sounds like a great idea, but what if your parents look out the window or, worse, come outside?" "That won't matter. We've all been skinny dipping together. " Todd realised that he had a lot to learn about this family. "What, you mean that your Dad has seen you swimming naked?" he asked incredulously. "Yes, and I've seen him swimming naked, and Mom was swimming naked and Gabby was over here swimming naked with us as well. It's great. And it was daytime, not at night. Do you have problems with that?" "Right now, only a small problem," he replied, adjusting his trousers over his rapidly stiffening cock. The thought that Dana would swim naked with other naked people was very arousing. Dana gave a chuckle. "Well, it's quite possible that before this weekend's over you'll have been swimming naked in broad daylight with my family and possibly Gabby as well," replied Dana, then she added wistfully, "And maybe Chris also." "So, my darling Todd, enough talking. Can you please help me out of this dress then I'll help you out of your clothes." They disrobed each other, feeling the cool air caressing their bodies and each stroked the other lovingly. As if on cue, the moon, a few days past full, crept over the horizon. "Oh, darling, isn't this just beautifully divine," murmured Dana, naked now, leaning back against Todd's warm muscular body and feeling his partly engorged cock seeking a place between the cheeks of her arse. He wrapped his arms around her and tenderly kissed her neck and shoulders. "Yes, it is wonderful being here like this with you. I feel we could stay here forever like this, just as we are." "No way," she exclaimed, breaking away from his embrace. "Last one in the pool makes breakfast in the morning." And she took off across the backyard, diving into the still tepid water and swimming to the far side. Todd followed a few seconds later, swimming over to Dana. "Not fair," he said jokingly. "However, I'll be very happy to bring you breakfast in bed tomorrow morning, darling." He gently wrapped his arms around her, cuddling her slippery naked body to his own. They each spent the next few minutes caressing and exploring each other's body. Todd explored the way Dana's nipples stood out from her breasts, which were trying to float on the water, the roundness of her arse cheeks, the short curly triangular forest at her crotch, the silky smooth skin on her thighs when she opened them for him, and the soft, warmth of her pussy lips that were the doorway to heaven. Dana's exploration revealed the slightly hairy skin covering Todd's muscular chest, his 'six pack' of abdominal muscles and the coarse hair in his groin area providing a matting from which his rampant maleness stood proud and erect. She felt the strength of his thighs and the crinkled skin of his scrotum holding his balls close to his body in the tepid water, and felt the smoothness of his cock head at the end of his shaft ridged by engorged veins. She turned to face him, his cock searching for a place to lodge. Dana felt the thrusting and seeking. "No, darling, not here," she whispered. "Our first time will be in bed, lovingly and gently. We can have quickies in many situations after that time, but the first time must be memorable. Who knows, maybe tomorrow night we can fuck in the pool." "Oh, my darling," replied Todd, "You are so wonderful, so sexy, so gorgeous. I must have done something really good sometime to deserve a girl like you. I wish this night could just go on forever." "Well, it can't," said Dana, breaking the spell, "We can only enjoy it for the time that it's here. The rest will be memories. But we must move on through life and it is up to us to make each moment as memorable as this one is. I love you so much and I'm dripping wet just thinking about making love to you in bed. So let's do it." Todd gave Dana a final kiss and fondle before they swam to the other side, climbed out of the pool, walked hand in hand to the doorway, picked up their clothing and walked into the house. Dana retrieved the towels from her room and they dried themselves, locked up the house and went downstairs to the Dungeon. There they found the room had been transformed, the bed pulled back for them, and, on the side table, a jug of water with two glasses, a box of liqueur chocolates and several lit candles. Mixed Emotions Ch. 06 "How wonderful," said Dana, surveying the transformed room. "Oh Todd, I love you so much, darling. Please make love to me." Todd, of course, needed no second bidding. He walked over and took her in his arms, kissing her as he walked her to the bed and then they both collapsed onto it. He laid her on her back, feasting his eyes on his beloved's body lit by the soft yellow light of the candles. Carefully, tenderly he traced the outlines of her jaw, her shoulders, her breasts, her navel, her hips, the outline of her pussy hair and the creases where her legs joined her torso. He gently caressed her pussy, spreading her legs to gain easier access, gently touching her pussy lips and spreading these apart, feeling the warmth and dampness within as he spread the lubrication oozing from her love tunnel. He kissed her lips, moving slowly down to kiss and nibble on each breast, cupping each breast as he nibbled and kissed the nipple, tracing his lips down her abdomen to her pussy hair. He carefully separated her pussy lips and found her clit, kissing it gently, licking it with his tongue and tasting her sweet salty essence. Dana was in heaven. Nothing she had felt, nothing she had imagined could compare with the ecstatic feelings she was feeling as Todd made love to her. Never in her wildest and most wanton dreams had she though it could be like this. She relaxed into the gentle fluttering touches of his fingers, lips and tongue as they moved over her body. She resisted the temptation to open her eyes to see what was happening, to see where Todd would go next, preferring instead to simply accept his love and loving. She felt her pussy lips swelling and opening, felt her cunt starting to gush fluids which covered her lips, Todd's fingers and mouth, and overflowed onto the bedsheets. She tasted her own sweet saltiness as Todd kissed her mouth after kissing her lower lips. She felt the jolt of electricity through her nerves as Todd kissed then licked her clit. She had experienced orgasms in the past so was surprised how much more intense these feelings were when they were caused by a lover. As she lay there receiving Todd's tender ministrations, her curiosity started to grow. Wonderful as this was, she wanted to know what was happening with Todd. So she broke the spell by sitting up and rolling Todd onto his back. "My turn, lover," she whispered. "Just lie still and accept as I have been." She gently spread his legs and started caressing and kissing him all over. She felt his muscular chest, ribs and abdomen and moved lower, seeing and feeling his cock standing to attention; she hadn't known a cock could get this hard. She cupped his balls, feeling each one move inside, pulling down on them gently, pushing them up into the sockets they seemed to have over his pubic bone, squeezing them gently, then moving on to caress his hairy inner thighs, down and then up again to his balls, over the grooves between his legs and abdomen, then up the full length of his cock, feeling the sticky wetness of his precum oozing from the end, carefully spreading the precum over his cock, feeling Todd's involuntary movements each time she caressed his cock head. For Todd, the sensations that Dana was causing in his body were intensely erotic. He had experienced many orgasms, most using his own hand, but never had he experienced the sensations which Dana was evoking at present. He had not known that he could experience such feelings without cumming, yet here he was doing just that. He knew that a few strong strokes on his cock would have him over the edge, but also knew that he did not want this to happen like that tonight. He felt Dana play with his balls, the slight sweet pain as she squeezed them and pushed them up into their sockets over his pubic bone. He felt her spreading his precum over his cock, never putting enough pressure on it to cause him to approach orgasm, yet always building the intensity of the erotic feelings to levels he had never experienced or thought possible. Todd opened his eyes and gazed at his beloved bringing him so much pleasure. The candlelight catching her breasts, jawline, muscles in her shoulders as she caressed him, were stunningly sensual. It was time for action, to take the lead and to take her cherry. Dana felt Todd stir, flex his muscles. I hope he's going to fuck me now, she thought, I really want to be taken not just to give in weakly. Todd rolled over and grabbed Dana, gently rolling her onto her back. Grabbing a pillow, he lifted her arse and pushed the pillow under her, raising her pussy as an offering to himself. He spread her legs as wide as they would go and opened her pussy lips, lubricating them with her own juices. He then moved between her legs, placed her lower legs over his shoulders and moved forward so that his cock head was at her opening. He gazed into her eyes, wondering what he would see there. Dana felt him move and knew that he had read her mind and was taking control. She quickly had thoughts rush through her head of hapless maidens being ravaged by dominant men, and felt a primordial shiver of anticipation run down her spine. This is it, she thought, this is what I've waited for all my life. She felt herself being lifted, a pillow pushed under her, legs parted widely and then lifted over Todd's shoulders as he wriggled forward and she felt, for the first time, a cock at the entrance to her cunt ready to violate her. Another shiver ran down her spine. Do it, she thought, do it now! Todd moved forward ever so slowly, ever so slightly, carefully feeding his cock into her virgin cunt. She felt the rim of his cock as it moved into her tunnel, felt her tunnel expanding as the rampant cock forced the walls apart and plundered its depths. Slowly, inexorably, it took possession of her cunt. Todd moved forward, shuffling his knees on the sheet, pushing his cock ever further into her virgin cunt. He knew that there would be no obstructions so continued the insertion with constant pressure and felt his cock was almost fully sheathed by her love tunnel. He felt the end as his cock head touched her cervix, and then slipped sideways a small amount to continue until his pubic bone was tightly lodged against hers. He was fully inside her. Dana felt Todd's cock head touch her cervix. It's fully inside, she thought, he can't go any further. But still the relentless pressure continued and she felt his cock slip sideways and continue for a small amount further until her pubic bone was pressed tightly against Todd's. She felt the small thrills through her body as she felt her clit being squeezed between their pubic bones. They rested there, her cunt fully impaled on his cock. "Oh, darling, that feels so wonderful," whispered Dana. "You're so big it completely fills me up inside. Your pubic bone is squeezing my clit and sending surges of sexy pleasure through my body." "Mmmm, honey, it feels so good to just be here with my cock fully in your cunt," responded Todd. "It was definitely worth the wait. Let's just move slowly together, not too much so that I cum too soon." Todd and Dana slowly moved apart slightly, and back together, exploring each other's body and sensations as they adjusted to each other. Todd reached up with both hands and cupped Dana's breasts, squeezing and rolling her nipples. Dana felt the added stimulation go straight to her clit, increasing the sensations to levels she had never felt before. Gradually, slowly, over the next few minutes their pace increased, pushing the sensations in each of them to increasingly higher levels. Both felt that an orgasm was close. Their coupling increased in tempo, becoming both faster and deeper, pushing them each closer to their orgasm. Suddenly Dana knew she was there, her body was totally out of control, she felt waves of pleasure radiating from her clit, her cunt and her breasts and merging in some part of herself that she never knew existed, to explode in the myriad sensations of the most wonderful orgasm she had ever experienced. She writhed on the bed, screamed out, her cunt pulsated on Todd's cock and she simply surrendered to the wordless abyss of the greatest, most powerful sensations she had ever felt. Todd realised that Dana was about to cum and gave a slightly deeper, harder thrust. She seemed to go into orbit, her cunt started pulsating around his cock which pushed him over the edge and he started pumping huge amounts of cum into her cunt. The sensations were certainly more intense than anything he had ever felt and through it all he was aware of Dana writhing, screaming and thrashing about on the bed beneath him. This pushed him to still higher highs as he watched his beloved Dana in the throes of ecstasy. Slowly they came down from their orgasmic highs. Both were covered in a lather of sweat. Todd's cock was still semi-hard and still lodged in Dana's cunt as they came back to the present, shaking from the intensity of the sensations that had racked their bodies. "Whew!" exclaimed Todd, "I never knew that sex could be like that." "Nor did I," sighed Dana, "I have never felt feelings that intense before." They lay there together for a few minutes, revelling in the post-orgasmic glow. As Todd became aware of the feeling returning to his cock, he made a few trial movements. Immediately his cock started to grow as the sensations he was feeling awakened his libido once again. Dana felt the movements and the growing pressure in her cunt. "Do you want more?" she asked. "Yes, I think so. Are you ready for some more?" "Hmmm, I don't know. Try me." "OK, you're on top this time," he replied. They rolled over carefully but still dislodged Todd's cock from Dana's cunt. He lay on his back and Dana straddled him cowgirl style, facing his head. She carefully gave his cock a few masturbatory rubs, to which it responded by lengthening and thickening, and then placed it at the entrance to her cunt and sat down fully, quickly. Todd's cock shot upwards into her cunt, accompanied by a grunt from Todd and an 'Oh' from Dana. Then slowly Dana started moving her hips back and forth, maintaining full penetration as she moved her clit over Todd's hairy pubic bone. "Ooohh that feels so good, "she enthused, "It makes me feel real horny. I didn't feel you cum last time because I was involved in my own orgasm so this time I want you to cum first." "OK by me," agreed Todd. Dana resumed her back and forth movements, Todd reached up and cupped her breasts, rolling her nipples, and, as he did so, feeling his cock becoming its full size with his cock head playing with Dana's cervix. He reached down with one hand to spread her pussy lips so that there was more direct pressure between her clit and his pubic bone. "Ooohhhh, that feels soooo good," whispered Dana, "Just keep that up and I'll be coming again very soon; ooohhh, keep it up, oooohhh, keep doing it , ooohhhh, ooohhhh, aaaahhhhhh'" she screamed as she went over the top and started cumming once again. Todd watched in awe as his lover writhed in orgasm on his hard cock. He placed his hands on her hips and maintained the back and forth rhythm as he felt his cock being strangled by her pulsating cunt. Slowly he saw that the sensations were decreasing, until after a few minutes Dana was giving a reflexive jolt each time her clit went over his bone. He slowly reduced then stopped the movements, allowing Dana to come down from her high as she collapsed onto his chest. "Well, so much for me cumming first!" he exclaimed with a grin. "That was awesome to watch. You look so beautiful when you're cumming. Well," he hurried to correct himself, "You look beautiful all the time but especially so when you're cumming. You'll have to do it more often." "Oooohhhh darling that was soooo beautiful. What a lover!" "So do you want to continue so I can finish?" "Oh my poor wee darling, I forgot all about you needing to cum. Of course I'll finish you off. Can't have you feeling randy now can we." Dana sat up again, feeling that Todd's cock was still as hard as a rock and filling her cunt nicely. "Well, he still feels ready to go," She said as she resumed the gentle back and forth movement. Todd again placed his hands on her hips, regulating her rhythmic movements as he felt his cock moving inside her cunt, rubbing his cock head against her cervix. This time he just let the sensations wash over him, pushing him closer and closer to orgasm. He felt Dana's cunt tightening up and, opening his eyes to look at her face, he could see that she was close to another orgasm. He quickened the movements of his hands and was rewarded by Dana once again convulsing as she came. He watched in awe as her body continued to thrust against his cock, driving him closer and closer until with a final thrust he let loose a massive stream of sperm into her cunt. For several minutes they stayed as they were, with his cock and her cunt both pulsing intermittently, before she collapsed onto his chest once again. He wrapped his arms around her, she cuddled down into him, and, both content and complete in each other, they slept. Mixed Emotions Ch. 07 Ch 7: The Weekend Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. 3. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order. -------------------------------------------- Dana awoke busting for a pee. She noticed that Todd still held her in his arms but that they were now covered by a sheet – Todd must have done that during the night. She did a quick survey of her body and realised she felt wonderful, except for needing a pee. Slowly and carefully she disentangled herself from Todd's arms, wrapped a towel around herself and went upstairs to her ensuite. After the necessary pee she freshened herself up and checked the time – 8.12am. The house was still quiet so she assumed her parents were still in bed also. Quietly she returned to bed to find that Todd was now awake. "Good morning, lover," he greeted her. "How are you feeling today?" "Good morning sweetheart. I feel absolutely wonderful, fully completed. How about you?" "Mmmm, just great. I got up a short time ago and used your ensuite, then came back to bed and have been watching you sleep. I must have dozed off again too." They kissed and cuddled for a few minutes until Dana felt a stirring near her hip. Reaching down she felt Todd's half-hard cock starting to make its presence felt. "Are you still horny, darling?" she asked. "Oh yes," replied Todd, "I can never get enough of you, my love." As Dana felt his cock growing larger in her hand she also felt Todd's fingers caressing and gently parting her pussy lips and realised how gooey she was already. She checked Todd's cock and also felt precum oozing from the end. As she spread that over his cock head she felt him spreading her fluids over her lips and clit. "That feels so wonderful," she cooed in his ear, "Both you spreading my juices and the feel of your cock being lubricated by your precum. It just feels, well, really sexy." "Mmmm, it certainly does, you wanton wench. See what happens when you're in bed with me. I guess you'll just have to pay the ultimate price for your actions." "Oh no, sir," gasps Dana, fitting in with Todd's role play, "Please take pity on a poor serving wench like me. I'm still a virgin and intend to stay that way until I find my one true knight in shining armor." "Fat chance of that happening! Get yourself ready 'cos I'm going to have my way with you right now." Matching action to his words he effortlessly tossed Dana onto her back and pinned her arms above her head with one hand. "Oh no sir, please don't." pleaded Dana in mock protest. "I'll do anything for you but please don't stick your enormous cock in my poor wee cunt. You'll split me apart it's so huge." "Too late for that now," growled Todd, "You should have thought of that before you climbed into bed to tease me." Todd separated her thighs with his knees and roughly manhandled her breasts with his free hand, squeezing her nipples hard as he pressed his body weight onto her. "Prepare to meet your doom," he told her. "Oh no, let me go, let me go, I promise I'll be good and won't tease you anymore," said an apparently distraught Dana, with a grin all over her face. "Too bad. You've had your chances and now you've gone too far. Here it comes." With that Todd placed the head of his cock against her wide open cunt entrance and pushed hard. His cock slipped into her cunt in a rush, the head lodging against her cervix. "Oh no! I am undone!" cried Dana as she pushed back against Todd's cock and thrust upwards to get even more of him. Todd responded by lying full length on Dana, nibbling her ear and neck and he rested there with his cock full embedded in her cunt. Dana responded, also nibbling on Todd's neck and massaging his arse cheeks with her now freed hands. Locked together, the lovers rolled over with Dana on top, then back again, then over the other way with Dana on top once again, still maintaining full penetration, as they made wonderful sensuous love to each other. "I never did get to feel you cum in me last night. Each time you came I was in the throes of orgasm so didn't feel your hot sperm invading my cunt," said Dana. "So this morning, right now, I want you to cum while I receive it and feel it." "Well, you're such a hot sexy witch that it seems all you have to do is feel my cock in you and you're cumming. However, as I fully intend to cum in you in a few moments, see if you can hold off long enough to feel the power of my wonderful baby-making sperm as it seeks to fertilize your helpless egg." Dana had a little chuckle at the imagery; they both knew full well that she was on the pill and there would be no fertilized egg inside her for quite some time, if ever. However, she responded in keeping with the changing role play. "Oh no, don't cum in my poor unprotected cunt, kind sir. My eggs are ripe for fertilization by your potent sperm but I certainly don't want a baby in nine months' time. Let me up and take your filthy cock out of my cunt." "Ha ha, my fine wench. I'll make a baby in you whenever I please and it can join all the other babies from teasing serving wenches. My cock is just about ready to cum deep inside your body and then your egg won't have a hope of avoiding my potent little tadpoles." With that Todd started moving his hips back and forth a small amount which moved his cock in and out of Dana's cunt by only an inch or so. The friction, added to the sexy role play, was enough to push Todd rapidly towards orgasm. A few more thrusts then he was there. "Aaarrrgghh, take that," he cried as he started cumming, spurting his sperm deep within Dana's cunt. Dana felt his cock swell in her cunt and felt the warm, moist cum flow through his urethra and spurt out the end against her cervix. She felt the added warmth flow down from the end of her cunt between her cunt walls and Todd's cock. As Todd came so his motions slowed then stopped, leaving Dana marooned part way to orgasm. She focused on the feeling in her cunt and then was overcome with horniness. She had to cum and she had to cum now. So she took over the movements, grinding herself against Todd's cock and against his pubic bone, seeking any stimulation she could for her cunt and clit. Within a few seconds she felt the familiar sensations as her clit responded to the added stimulation and she was carried onwards towards her release. "Omigod, omigod, omigod, I'm cumming," she cried as she was washed away on a sea of orgasmic sensations that inundated her whole body. She stopped moving, her body rigid, as wave after wave of orgasm washed over her. Finally, after hours it seemed, she slowly relaxed and sank into Todd's loving arms, completely satiated for the present time. Todd's orgasm was sudden and stunning in its power. One moment he was exchanging role play talk with Dana, the next he was over the top, squirting yet more sperm into Dana's sweet cunt. As he was recovering from that he felt Dana start moving again, driving herself towards her climax. He felt her rubbing her clit against his pubic bone, felt the small movements of his cock in her cunt, heard the tell-tale signals of more rapid shallow breathing as she approached her orgasm. Then she went rigid and cried out as her climax struck. He felt her cunt pulsating and tightening on his slowly deflating cock, stimulating it once again to engorge with blood and fill her cunt completely. He then felt her relax and lie down on him again. By this time his cock was rampant and ready for more. So he started making slight movements, in and out, steadily but slowly moving towards a second cumming. He felt the wonderful sensations increase in intensity and felt Dana start to rouse herself after her exhausting orgasm and respond by moving in time with his fucking motions. Dana couldn't believe it. She had just had a fantastic orgasm after feeling Todd's huge orgasm, yet here he was with a fully hard cock starting over, moving it gently but firmly inside her poor cunt, obviously seeking one more release. His movements were also triggering something in her cunt, tired as it was, and she found herself starting to respond automatically. Omigod, she thought, don't these sexy feelings ever end? Maybe the more you have the more you want and the more you are capable of having. She put the analysis to one side and focused on the feelings emanating from her cunt and clit. God they felt good. She felt Todd's cock head playing peek-a-boo with her cervix, felt the veins and head rim moving over the sensitive walls of her cunt, felt her clit pulsate as it rubbed against the rough hairiness of Todd's pubic bone, all these sensations rapidly merging into one whole-body experience of wanton sexual pleasure as she once again climbed the slope towards orgasm. Todd also felt the disbelief as he realised that Dana was fully and willingly participating in their joint drive towards orgasm. What an amazingly sexy girlfriend, partner, lover he had. The realisation that Dana was also aroused and heading towards another climax was enough to accelerate the approach of Todd's orgasm. Before he reached his climax, however, Dana arched her back, thrust against him harder than she had before, ground her clit against him and buried her face in his chest to stifle the long, shrill scream that came from her mouth as her orgasm overtook her and bore her away on wings of wanton lust. The feeling of Dana experiencing this sexual pleasure, the reactions of her body as her cunt clamped his cock and her clit ground against his pubic bone, and the feeling of her nakedness against his body precipitated Todd's release also. His cock hardened still more and squirted another massive load of cum against Dana's cervix. It felt like it would never end as he felt shot after shot of sperm travel through his urethra and squirt from the end of his cock. His whole world reduced to and centered on his cock as his orgasm seemed to last forever. Slowly the lovers relaxed, cuddling in each other's arms, drifting into that nowhere place between sleep and wakefulness, both completely satiated for the time being. How long they stayed like that they did not know, but however long it was, it was enough. Todd moved first. He wriggled a little under Dana so that he could breathe easier, his chest having been constricted by her gorgeous breasts. Dana also stirred. "Welcome back, lover," said Todd "Mmmmmm. Are you really real?" she asked, still in her dream world. "Only if you are, my darling. That was wonderful; you were wonderful." "Mmmmm, and you also, dearest. I felt you cumming. I felt the cum squirting out of your cock against my cervix. Wow! What a feeling. It really drove me over the top. And then for it all to happen again .... That was the icing on the cake." "I'm hungry. What does it take to get a meal in this hotel?" "Well, my dear, remember last night at the pool, it was you who lost the race so you need to prepare breakfast in bed for me. However, I'll take a rain check because you don't know where things are and I guess you're still officially a guest here." "Thank you. What say we have a shower, we probably need one, and then have some breakfast. Can we use your ensuite?" "Of course, but only if we shower together." "Great, it's a deal then." Slowly and carefully, with many kisses and cuddles, the lovers climbed out of bed, wrapped their towels around themselves and went upstairs to shower in Dana's en suite. They dressed downstairs and then went into the kitchen hand in hand to greet Marcie and Greg who were sitting at the counter with empty plates and cups of coffee, Greg was dressed while Marcie was wearing a house coat buttoned down the front. "About time you two love birds showed up," said Greg grinning. "Now I wonder what could have kept you in bed so long." "Good morning sweethearts," greeted Marcie, "Hope you enjoyed your first night together." "Morning Mom and Dad," replied Dana, ignoring Greg's remark, "Our first night together was just unbelievable. No wonder people get married." "Hmmm," started Greg, "Yes but the gloss wears off after a while usually. That was why we started the Dungeon, so we could add some variety in our sex life." "We hope to explore that variety tonight, if that's OK," said Dana, nudging a silent Todd, "Don't we darling." "That would be great," said Todd, "Although after last night I would hardly say we need to liven up our sex life any. However, always good to have new experiences." "It's your turn too," said Dana, "I've already had a preliminary experience down there." "Oh no," replied Todd, "Ladies first, I insist." "I'm sure we can arrange it so that you both experience some new sensations," interjected Marcie, "There's enough gear there for you both and we have the whole day ahead of us. Meanwhile, what do you want for breakfast? You're probably starving after the night's activities," she grinned. Dana and Todd organised their breakfast and then they all took their breakfasts and coffee onto the sunny deck to eat. "So what's the stuff in the Dungeon do?" asked Todd. "What's the point of it all?" "Well," began Marcie, "It's to do with BDSM. Do you know what that is?" "I've heard of it but don't know anything about it and certainly haven't experienced it before," replied Todd. "Well, here comes BDSM 101," smiled Marcie. "The letters stand for bondage, discipline, sadism and masochism. The bondage is obviously tying a person up. This can be as simple as tying their hands and feet to the bed or as complex as tying them up into sometimes quite grotesque shapes. This can just be for the sake of tying them up or so the dominant partner can have sex with them or use other equipment on them. One of the things that the bondage does is to free the person who is tied up from any guilt about what is happening. So if, for example, a person believes that anal sex is really bad, then when they are tied up and have anal sex they don't have the resulting guilt trip because they couldn't do anything about it because they were tied up." "So it's sort of a mind thing then?" asked Todd. "Very much so. The whole BDSM scene is a mind trip. People can dress up, act out roles and do things to other people they would never do in real life," continued Marcie. "The discipline, for example, is usually punishment in some way for some real or imagined wrongdoing. Often the sub, the person being disciplined by the dominant person, who is the d-o-m if male and d-o-m-m-e if female, has very low self-esteem and feels the need to punish themselves or to be punished. That's where the sadomasochism comes in. Sadism is the drive by one person to hurt another person, masochism is the drive by a person to hurt themselves. Again these may well be symptoms of psychological disorders if taken to extremes. Also at the outer extreme is the slave – master or mistress relationship in which the sub becomes a slave to their master. This can become real life for them rather than just a part time fun thing, which is the level we intend to keep things on." "So what Marcie's saying is that were all nuts," interrupted Greg. "No I'm not," contradicted Marcie, "I'm saying there is only a disorder if a person is driven to something or if it is done to extremes. Also if it is done against a person's will and without permission it is common assault, and a totally different ball game." "Well I'm pleased I'm not nuts," said Dana, remembering her experience of cumming so hard she passed out when she had been gently whipped. "I'm pleased about that also," commented Todd, giving her a hug. "So I wonder what dastardly punishment I'll inflict on your sweet little body tonight, my darling," he said, giving her a leering grin. "Hmmm, I'd be more worried about your balls if I was you," replied Dana, also with an anticipatory grin. "Anyway," continued Marcie, "If I may interrupt this banter about who's doing what to whom, there are a few rules that apply when using BDSM equipment. Firstly it is essential to have a safe word. This is a word that both sub and dom know so that if the sub says that word everything stops and all ties are undone. This is to guard against accidental damage primarily or to end a situation that the sub is not willing to accept. In this regard 'No' does not mean no. If the person is saying 'No' you do not need to stop unless it is accompanied by the safe word. This allows the sub to act out resistance, for example, a rape fantasy, without bringing the play to an end. " Nobody commented so Marcie continued. "It is also important for both dom and sub to agree on the level of pain to be inflicted. The other day we gave Dana a taste of the whip. Dana, can you say how this felt please." "I was tied up in a frame and whipped gently and, I felt, lovingly so that there were no welts or marks the next day but it was hard enough to sting at the time, especially when I was whipped on my pussy lips and clit," she winced at the memory, "But because it was gentle and loving I came very hard instantly. I think I must have passed out because I woke up on the bed and don't remember how I got there." "Wow!" exclaimed Todd, "And here I thought you were such a pure virgin before last night when really you were a sex-crazed nymphomaniac. Lucky me! No wonder you were so hot last night." Dana blushed. "At least you were the first to stick a cock up my cunt even if I had cum a few times before that," she replied with obvious understatement. "Don't try and tell me that you'd never cum before last night." It was Todd's turn to blush. "Touché," he replied. "OK, children," continued Marcie, with heavy irony on the word children, "We're all adults here so let's behave like adults, unless, of course, we are role playing, which is quite acceptable. So recapping, when Dana was whipped it was done lovingly and gently. It was not for punishment but for arousal. Sometimes it is necessary to do things a bit harder, for example when someone is being punished for some imagined or real misdemeanour. In that case the desired outcome is some pain, though not excessive pain, and if it gets more than the sub is able to accept there is always the safe word. What is actually happening is that the body is being confused between pain and pleasure. The pain and pleasure receptors are close and similar so the whole idea of the gentle punishment is to encourage the body to interpret pain as pleasure. Of course with real punishment the pain remains as pain, but even that can be pleasurable in retrospect and can assist a person to reach orgasm. Sometimes so-called pain sluts become addicted to pain but again that is probably too extreme for us at present – maybe you will go there sometime, maybe we will go there later, who knows?" Todd turned to Dana. "So that means that I can punish you for not getting me breakfast in bed this morning after losing the race into the pool last night," he says. "I thought I heard someone in the pool last night," said Greg, "Did you two have a swim before going to bed?" "Yes," replied Dana, "And Todd beat me to the pool and the last one in had to make breakfast this morning. I was last and didn't make breakfast so I guess I have a punishment owing from Todd. If not, I'll just have to be naughty some more until I do deserve punishment," she laughed. "Wow," said Greg, "It really is going to be your night tonight. I've still got to punish you for going to a strip club with Todd when you were underage." "I guess that means that I have to punish Todd for taking her there too," added Marcie. Mixed Emotions Ch. 07 "Hmmm, I can see it will be an interesting night or nights," said Todd looking towards Dana and licking his lips. "OK, so we've got that lot sorted out," continued Marcie, "The other really important thing is that when you tie someone tightly enough to cut off the circulation you must release that tie after 15 minutes. That is very conservative because it can take up to an hour before permanent damage is done from loss of circulation, but it's better to be safe than sorry. So if a rope goes around some part it is either loose enough to allow circulation, for example around ankles and wrists, or is tight enough to cut off circulation and therefore must be released within 15 minutes, for example around balls, cock, breasts, nipples or clit." "Clit!" exclaims Dana, turning to Todd, "You wouldn't tie anything around my clit would you?" she asks. "Of course I would if the opportunity arises," replied a grinning Todd, storing away that gem of information. "Dental floss would work really well I would think," commented Marcie, smiling at Dana. "Mom! Don't give him ideas. You're supposed to be on my side," complained Dana. "I don't really know that there are any sides," commented Greg, picturing Marcie tied and helpless with dental floss around her clit. "Anyway," continued Marcie, "Those are the basic rules. Remember that the person you are working on is a person you love dearly and under no circumstances a person you wish to damage permanently either mentally or physically. For this reason there is no cutting the skin as this can cause scarring and possibly infection. Piercing is allowed but only with thin sterilised needles. Examples of this may be needles inserted around the breast aureole, through the scrotum, maybe even through the clit or into the penis if this is discussed before." "Ouch! Talking of cutting, Mom, I like your new landing strip hairstyle down under, especially now it's waxed?" "Thank you," replied Marcie, "Quite painful but I love the result." "Pity I don't get to see it," commented Todd boldly. "Do you want to? I can show you now if you wish," replied Marcie, calling his bluff. Todd blushed. "N-n-no, it's OK. I was only joking." "Of course you're not," contradicted Marcie, standing up and slowly unbuttoning her house coat from the top, exposing her breasts and full front of her body to Todd's embarrassed gaze. "Oh, wow!" he exclaimed blushing beet red while carefully examining Marcie's landing strip and whole pussy area, "That looks awesome. Can I touch it?" he asked, already reaching out towards Marcie. "Of course you can," she replied, moving closer so he could easily reach the trimmed hair and smooth skin, "Have a good feel all over if you wish." Marcie closed her eyes as she felt Todd run his fingers through the hair, over the soft skin and pussy lips and across her clit a few times. Todd turned to Dana "Do you want something like that too? Would you let me wax your pussy for you?" "Sounds like an idea," replied Dana, "But it won't be as spectacular as Mom's because my blond hairs aren't as conspicuous as Mom's brunette hairs." "I'll show you how to do it if you like," Greg volunteered to Todd. "That would be great, thanks," replied Todd, then again blushed as the implications hit him. "Would you let your Dad shave your pussy hair?" he asked Dana, "He'd need to see your naked pussy; are you happy about that?" "Well, considering that Mom and Dad and Gabby and I go skinny dipping together in the pool in broad daylight, I guess there's not much of me that Dad hasn't seen. I think the idea would be to take it all off to begin with anyway. Wouldn't you like your Dana to have a smooth, hairless pussy like a baby girl?" she asked an amazed Todd. "I guess so," he managed to reply, wondering what else he was going to find out about this family today. "OK, so what's on the program for today?" asked Greg. "Well, I figured that this morning we have a few things to do, for example, I very much doubt that the Dungeon is still in pristine condition. So maybe Dana and Todd could clean up down there. That should take several hours with the necessary side activities I guess," replied Marcie. "Meantime Greg, you and I can tidy up the rest of the house and clean the pool area ready for a swim this afternoon. At some stage we need to show Todd and Dana the ropes, literally, in the Dungeon, so maybe we can do that for a while after lunch before a dip in the pool mid-afternoon. How's that for a plan?" They all agreed that this sounded a pretty good plan, collected their dishes from the table and loaded them into the dishwasher on their way to their respective areas requiring attention. "Lunch will be at midday," called Marcie after the disappearing people. "Don't be late," she added pointedly towards Dana and Todd. "OK, Mom," replied Dana, quickly going to her room for some extra clothing before following Todd downstairs. Downstairs the Dungeon was a mess. Bed covers were all over the floor, candles had burnt out and needed to be replaced, even the mattress was partly off the bed. "Looks like the aftermath of an orgy," said Dana. "Yeah, agreed Todd, eyeing up his beautiful girlfriend, "No point tidying it up and then messing it up, eh." He tackled Dana and threw her onto the bed. "All the talk about BDSM, shaving your pussy and stuff has made me really horny. I just can't believe how open your family are about sex. My parents don't even mention the word and nakedness would be totally banned around the house." "Yes, I know some families are like that. But sex is simply part of life, just like naked bodies. After all, we've all got a body so it's nothing to be ashamed of." By this time Todd had almost completely stripped Dana so she caught up a bit by pulling off his shirt, leaving it so that it covered his eyes and held his arms above his head. She rolled him onto his back and pinned his arms with her hand, lying heavily on him to stop him escaping. "How does it feel to be trapped and sightless, prisoner?" she asked. "So long as you're my captor, it's fine," was his muffled reply. With her free hand Dana pulled off his shorts, noticing his cock was already stiff. "Doesn't this thing know how to behave himself?" she asked, giving his cock a playful whack with her hand. I can see he will need a bit of discipline this afternoon." Dana moved her head down to Todd's cock and started licking his shaft and balls. "Mmmm, that tastes yummy," she said taking his balls into her mouth one at a time, "I wonder if I can remember not to bite them off," she added, giving each ball a playful nip, then taking each into her mouth and biting down harder onto the scrotum. "Ouch!" cried Todd, "Go easy. It's not lunchtime yet." With her free hand Dana started jacking off Todd's cock while still gently biting at his balls. She then grabbed his scrotum in her hand and squeezed, forcing his balls to the top and into the cavities over his pubic bone, leaving his scrotum empty. She brought her other hand down to hold them there while she felt his now empty scrotum. "How's that feel?" she asked. "Almost like being a eunuch. No visible sign of your balls in their sac. Would you like to be my eunuch, darling?" The speed at which Dana had dominated him unnerved Todd. He was confused. Was she really wanting to deball him or was she just playing, he wondered. Where did reality end and fantasy begin? In desperation he threw her off him and sat up, removing his shirt from his head and arms. "Honey," he started, his heart racing, "What are you doing here? I am so confused, I don't know what is real and what is your fantasy. You're really different; I haven't seen this side of you before." Dana hugged him close with her arms around him, comforting him as she would a young child. "I'm sorry, darling, I went too fast for you and with no warning. Of course I don't want to deball you. A fat lot of use you'd be to me then! It is simply a fantasy. I'm really sorry. Please forgive me." Dana hugged him still closer, tears coming to her eyes at the thought that she could have caused any concern in the mind of her dearly beloved Todd. "OK, I start to understand," replied a relieved Todd, cuddling Dana, "It may take me a while to adjust to the new you but I'm sure I will and probably give as good as I get." "I certainly hope so," replied Dana, "In fact, I'm counting on it." The two naked lovers spent the next little while caressing each other sensually, hands and mouths roaming to breasts, clit, pussy lips, cock and balls, and everywhere else they could reach, before Todd put a pile of pillows at the edge of the bed and placed Dana on her stomach over them so that her arse was high in the air, level with his cock. He then continued caressing her pussy lips, feeling inside her cunt, rubbing her clit gently until Dana was wriggling uncontrollably, trying to increase the stimulation and moaning gently, begging him to stick his huge hard cock into her tiny wee cunt hole. Eventually Todd did just that, hard and forcefully in a single thrust he was buried deep within her cunt, the head of his cock once again lodged against her cervix. "Ooohhh, ooohhh, oooooohhhhhhh," cried Dana as she came hard, thrashing about under Todd as he strove to hold her on the bed. After a few minutes Dana quietened down a little and Todd was able to start a slow rhythmic fucking motion, to which Dana synchronised her movements, to provide the most wonderful sensations for both of them. It took only a few moments for Todd to feel that his orgasm was imminent. He reached underneath Dana and started caressing her clit, driving her closer to her second orgasm. With a final thrust Todd came, spurting his copious sperm into Dana's welcoming cunt. Dana felt the warmth of his cum flooding her cunt which sent her over the edge and she came again in a mind-blowing orgasm. Todd collapsed over Dana's back, feeling his cock spurting its final drops of cum into her cunt as their breathing came back to normal and heart rates slowed down. Gently he rolled off her, reaching for her and locking her into a loving kiss to which she responded fully and openly. "Oh my darling," she sighed, "that was wonderful. You're wonderful. Thank you, sweetheart." "My pleasure," grinned Todd. They lay in each other's arms for a short time and then Dana wriggled free and sat up. "We're meant to be cleaning the place up, not making it worse. Come on lazybones, you can't just lie there all day, Mom will wonder why we're taking so long." "As if she wouldn't know the reason," replied Todd. "But I guess we'd better start on the work so we won't be late for lunch, which would probably merit a punishment of some sort," he grinned. So they both started cleaning the room up, staying naked while they did this, with many breaks for kisses and cuddles. It would have to have been the longest time ever to tidy a room. At last the room was tidy and they checked the time. Still half an hour to lunch. "Do you want to explore some of the stuff here?" asked Dana. "Sounds good to me." Dana and Todd walked over to the equipment that was attached to the floor and wall. "This is where I was tied up and whipped," said Dana pointing to the steel frame with wrist and leg rings. "And this is a devilish piece of equipment," she says pointing to the rod mounted on the floor. "What does it do?" asked Todd. "Well, it has some attachments," replied Dana opening a nearby cupboard and taking out a screw –on dildo. "You can guess where this goes, can't you?" she asks. "Well I guess it screws to the top of the rod and I guess also that, as it's shaped like a cock, it must be a dildo. So does that screws onto the rod and goes in your cunt?" "Good guess, Sherlock. The idea is that it can immobilise a woman. The dildo is screwed onto the top of the rod while the rod is down, then the raise switch on the wall," Dana pointed to the switches, "Raises the rod and pushes the dildo into my cunt. If it is pushed in the right amount it is impossible for me to dislodge it because even if I stand on my tip toes it is still inside me. I can't reach the switch to lower it so I just have to stand there and wait till someone lowers the rod and I can move again." "Hmmm, that sounds very simple and also very devilish at the same time. What happens if it goes up too far? Couldn't it do damage to you?" "Absolutely. That is where trust comes into it. The person being impaled must trust that the operator will not do any damage. There is another attachment with a C shaped plate at the base of the dildo that prevents it going in too deep." Dana got this out of the cupboard. "What happens here is the shield is set to allow a maximum penetration and after that if the rod rises it simply lifts me off the ground, resting my whole weight on my tenderest bits that are against the C shaped plate. I haven't used that yet so I don't know what it's like." "Would you let me try it on you now?" asked Todd. "Hmmm, maybe," replied Dana with a calculating look. "If you would let me try the third attachment on you." "What's that?" asked Todd. "Well, this rod doesn't only work upwards. It can also pull downwards. So by using this attachment," Dana gets the ring, spring and gauge attachment from the cupboard, "If I tie a thin rope around your balls and tie the other end onto the end of the spring, and the other end of the spring to this ring, then with your hands in the loops up there I can lower the rod to drag your balls downwards and you cannot bend your knees for relief because the loops will hold your hands. So it stretches your ball sac and all the stuff inside. The gauge measures how much tension there is on your ball sac. So if you want to try this on me, then I will also want to try this on you. Is it a deal?" "Oh," said Todd, thinking, "I guess so. How far down will you stretch them? I'm guessing we'll need a safe word as well." "Yes, we definitely need a safe word. How about strawberry? If either of us says strawberry then the other must immediately stop the machine and bring it back to the start position and, in the case of your balls, remove the rope. OK by you?" "Yes, that's OK. Who goes first?" "I'll let you do me first seeing I didn't get you breakfast in bed." "OK, but I want to use the C shaped shield on you. As it is a punishment I want to see you writhing in agony as the shield presses onto your tender bits," grinned Todd. "That's fine by me," replied Dana, "Just remember that I go second so I hope you don't want your balls to work when I've finished." Dana screwed the C shielded dildo onto the top of the rod. Then she instructed Todd on the workings of the switches, which was up and which down. She then adjusted the position of the dildo so it was below her crotch, rubbed copious amounts of the lube from the cupboard over the dildo and her pussy area, and positioned herself over the rod. "OK, do your worst," she told Todd. Todd pressed the switch and watched in fascination as the dildo slipped smoothly between Dana's pussy lips and into her cunt. As the dildo moved upwards Dana felt the intruder forcing its way into her well lubed cunt and enjoyed this feeling immensely. Further in it went until she could feel it touching her cervix. She gave a wiggle to reposition it alongside and then felt the shield starting to press against her lips and clit. Todd stopped the rod. "How does that feel?" he asked. "I feel full. It's right up there next to my cervix and the shield is pressing against my lips." She lifted herself onto tip toes. "I can release the pressure by going onto tip toes, but can't hold that forever." "OK, so I'll just have a seat and watch. That OK with you?" "So how long will you leave me here?" "Oh, a few hours or so, maybe till dinner. Have you got any problems with that?" "Well, yes I have actually. Lunch will be in about 18 minutes and I have to do you too, you know." "OK, well, tell you what. I'll push it up higher for a minute then lower it down so you can hop off. I can always put you on again later, can't I?" So Todd pressed the switch to raise the rod and raised it until Dana's feet were off the floor. Dana was biting her lip, wriggling trying to get comfortable as the steel plate pressed into her clit, pussy lips and whole genital area. She was determined not to use the safe word. Todd was watching the clock. After 40 seconds he looked at Dana who was sweating and writhing in real pain by now. Back to the clock, 10 seconds to go, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Todd pressed the switch to lower her down. "Ouch, that was real torture," said Dana once her weight was back on her feet. "I certainly wouldn't like to do that for too long." Todd dropped the rod to its low setting and Dana walked free from the dildo. "OK, your turn now. Prepare to say goodbye to your balls." Dana replaced the dildo with the ring and then took a thin soft rope from the cupboard and pulled Todd's balls down as far as she could, lengthening the distance between them and his rigid cock. She tied the end of the rope tightly around his scrotum just above his balls, taking care not to pinch the skin. Then she led Todd over to straddle the rod and fastened his wrists into the wrist loops, and tied the rope securely to the top of the spring and fastened the other end of the spring to the ring. "Does that all feel OK?" she asked a very nervous Todd. "Y-y-yes, I guess so at present." Dana pressed the button to lower the rod. She watched as it took up the slack in the ropes, then watched as Todd's scrotum started to stretch, noticing also that his hands slipped lower in the loops and his body also stretched. Still she held the button down and his scrotum was now stretching even more. She released the button. Todd felt the stretching throughout his body. As the stretching started he tried to slide his hands downward until they would go no further, then he felt his arms and torso lengthening, but most he felt his scrotum stretching painfully as his balls were dragged lower. When he knew he had almost reached his limit, Dana stopped the rod. "How does that feel?" she asked. "Painful. It feels like my balls are about to pop off my body. My ball sac feels so tight at the bottom that it feels like it will burst." "Oh poor darling," said Dana with mock sympathy. "Would you like to go down a bit more?" she asked as she started to masturbate his cock. She looked at the dial. "You've only got three pounds pulling down on your precious balls. I'd like to get them down to at least seven pounds before I release you this first time," she added. "No, no further, please," he said pleadingly. "OK, then what if I make you cum now. What if I only raise the rod after you cum?" "No, I don't think I can cum like this," said Todd. "We'll have to find out another time," said Dana. "It's almost time to eat and I don't think you want to be left here like this." Dana went to the switches and deliberately pressed the down switch for a second, Todd gritted his teeth, also determined not to use the safe word. Dana quickly looked at the dial. Just a shade over six pounds. She looked at Todd's agonised face then pressed the down switch again, watched the dial climb to seven pounds then hit the up switch. "Whew!" said Todd, thank goodness for that. "Why did you send it further down?" "I wanted to show you who was boss and I had set seven pounds as the minimum I would accept before lunch. You reached seven pounds so I am now releasing you," she explained. Dana undid the rope and Todd's wrists, and together they cleared everything away. Dana put on her old cheerleader skirt, reaching from just above her pussy hair to about two inches below her pussy, and a semi-transparent shirt which she left unbuttoned and tied the tails in front of her, exposing her cleavage down to her navel. She omitted any underwear. Todd looked at her and gave a low whistle. As Dana climbed the stairs ahead of Todd he was treated to constant glimpses of her pussy lips winking at him. Mixed Emotions Ch. 07 "I was wondering when you two lovebirds were coming up for lunch," said Marcie, "Did you have fun cleaning the place up?" "Yes, it was good fun, although Todd may not think it was all fun right at this moment." Marcie turned to look at Todd. She guessed they had been playing with the equipment and also guessed that Todd may have experienced the ball stretcher. Greg entered the kitchen, took a look at Dana, noticing the barely-there shirt and skirt and also gave a low whistle. "Wow, Dana, the way you're dressed would give a corpse an erection. Why so sexy?" "Well, to put it frankly, because I feel horny as hell," she replied. "Todd had me on the dildo ram which got me really hot then wouldn't let me cum," she pouted, "So I'm dressing like this to pay him back." She walked over to her father and rubbed her body against his, "You wouldn't treat a lady like that would you?" For once Greg was lost for words. Todd was blushing furiously while Marcie just cracked up laughing. "You little minx!" she exclaimed. "Are practising to be a hooker or something?" "No," replied Dana innocently, "Just trying out my feminine charms on the opposite sex, even if he is my Dad. Seems to work too," she concluded, feeling Greg's swelling cock in his shorts. "OK, enough," commanded Marcie, "Dana, can you take the food on the bench outside to the deck table. It's such a lovely day we'll eat out there." Dana came back to reality again and set the outside table with food and eating utensils while Greg organised some cool lemonade and a bottle of wine, taking them out to the table. Marcie continued preparing the salad to go with the lunch. "I don't know what's gotten into that girl," she muttered to Todd as he stood next to her cutting up lettuce. "She's not like this when you're not here. So what do you think of the ball stretcher?" "How did you know?" asked Todd, then saw the gleam in Marcie's eye as her fishing expedition paid off. "It's quite painful but very arousing. I guess it's arousing for women too, just imagining the power they have to literally rip a guy's balls off at the press of a button. That and Dana's session on the dildo with the plate under it seems to have made her amazingly horny. You'd think she hadn't cum for months, let alone about 5 or 6 times in the past 18 hours." "So what number did you get to?" "I wanted her to stop at about 4 but she went up to 7 she tells me because that was the number she had set as my target. Thank god it wasn't higher. Has Greg been on the machine?" "Yes, he had a session when we showed Dana how it all worked. He got up to 12 pounds. Dana masturbated him and he came at that tension." "Dana masturbated her own father?" Todd asked incredulously, "What do you think about that?" "Well, I guess I'm getting used to it. After all she has watched Greg and I make love and we all swim naked in the pool – you probably will as well this afternoon – and I think she has set herself the goal of getting him to fuck her sooner rather than later. She was determined that your cock was going to be first, but now that has presumably happened, Greg is fair game, as you noticed before. How do you feel about your girl wanting to be fucked by her own father? "Hmmm, not sure. I guess I can either accept it or feel horribly jealous, which would certainly not improve any situation. Yep," he continued, obviously coming to a decision, "I'm OK with that. Hopefully I'll get to watch, unless, of course, I am too busy fucking Greg's wife," he added, eyeing Marcie up and down. Marcie had the grace to blush a little, wiped her hands on a towel and turned to Todd. "Any time you're ready, cowboy, so long as you know what you're letting yourself in for." She gave Todd a hug and a huge sloppy kiss, feeling his cock harden against her pussy. What have I started, thought Todd, realising that he hadn't actually started it but was simply reaping the benefits of the highly sexually charged atmosphere between the four of them. "Hmmm, later Marcie, later. We have lunch to eat and a whole afternoon ahead of us." Meanwhile Dana was continuing to do a line with her own father. "Do you think this outfit looks sexy?" she enquired. "That looked incredibly sexy when you wore it as a cheerleader at 14 with knickers. At 18 and without knickers it goes off the scale of sexiness." "Oooohhh, you do say the nicest things to a girl. How do you know I'm not wearing knickers? Would you like to check what is under my skirt?" she didn't wait for an answer but took Greg's hand and pressed it to her pussy under her skirt, pushing it between her legs. "You like what you feel?" "Very much," he replied, moving his fingers to gently caress her pubic area. "Are you OK with having sex with your father?" "Oh yes, Daddy, I'm so looking forward to you fucking my little cunt with your huge cock just like you did to Mom the other night." She reached down and gave his cock a squeeze, reaching beneath to fondle his balls. "I hope your balls aren't still sore from their ordeal. Todd's are probably still sore after I pulled them down to 7 pounds just a few minutes ago." "They've recovered mostly," confirmed Gregg. "Just be careful with that machine. It would be very easy to have an accident and then there would be real problems, not to mention a guy with no balls or balls that don't work." "I'll be careful, Daddy, although the thought of pulling someone's balls off is really exciting to me sexually. Just as the thought of having my clit cut off is also exciting, having sex forever without being able to cum, But both these are fantasies, I know, and I can distinguish between reality and fantasy." "That's good, so long as it stays that way," ended Greg as Todd and Marcie brought the remainder of the food outside. They sat at the table under the umbrella which shaded them from the heat of the day. Dana made sure that Todd could see up her skirt (although probably anybody who could see could accomplish that) and regularly crossed and uncrossed her legs so her pussy winked at him. Somehow he managed to both eat his lunch and continue a normal conversation. After lunch the discussion topic was what to do for the afternoon. Dana's first choice was to spend it being fucked by as many men with huge cocks as they could find, but she was overruled and they finally settled on some sunbathing time around the pool, with or without a swim, and then some more time in the Dungeon exploring the equipment and testing their limits. They all helped to take the dishes inside, then migrated to the reclining chairs alongside the pool. Marcie, Greg and Dana had their clothes off very quickly while Todd removed his shirt but seemed hesitant to go any further. "What's the matter?" asked Dana, "Don't you like being naked?" "I'm comfortable naked with you but have never been naked in company before, even naked company." "Don't worry about it. They're naked, I'm naked, get yourself naked and enjoy the sun." Todd looked around hesitantly. Dana asked "Would you like me to go and ask them if you're allowed to be naked?" "Yes please, that would help if I had their permission." So Dana walked around behind him on the pretence of going to ask, but, quick as a flash, she grabbed his shorts at the waist and pulled them down to his ankles. "Now step out of them." With the decision made for him, Todd stepped out of the shorts and lay down on the recliner. "Doesn't that feel better?" asked Dana, eyeing his semi-hard cock and white skin. "I'll put some sun cream on that whiteness otherwise you'll be burnt to a crisp." Dana applied sun cream to all the white bits, inspecting his balls, which still showed the rope mark from their recent adventure, and rubbing the cream in gently while noting Todd's responses on the cock hardness scale. "Oh my poor darling," she cooed, "Does your poor wee cock want to cum, standing up like that and looking at the scenery?" Todd looked embarrassed at the attention that Dana was drawing to his rampant condition. He noted Marcie's sidelong looks and blushed. After a few minutes Dana left him alone and his cock gently subsided. Without warning the doorbell rang. "I'll get it," said Dana, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around herself, and ran to the door. The three sunbathers heard voices, then heard them coming closer. "Oh goody," said Gabby, "We're all naked." Todd grabbed for his shorts to cover himself, Marcie and Greg continued to lie there and greeted Gabby wearing her floral bikini. "Hi Gabby," said Marcie, "Is Chris with you today?" "No, he had other things to do so I thought I'd come over and have a swim." She turned to Todd, "How's things going with the lovebirds? Dana's just been telling me how much she's enjoying the weekend with you. I guess you're enjoying it too." "Yes, it's been awesome," confirmed Todd, thinking how quickly he had been accepted by the family, how wonderful it had been making love with Dana, how much he was looking forward to another night of love and lust. "Great," replied Gabby, noting Todd's shorts strategically positioned to hide his pubic area, "Is this your first time sunbathing naked?" "Yes," replied Todd, blushing. "It really is great fun," said Gabby, walking over to him. "Don't I get to see what's under the shorts?" "What are you offering?" "How about if you show me yours I'll show you mine? Sound a good enough deal for you?" Todd didn't think he could control his cock with three naked women around him, but what the hell, he thought, time to throw caution to the wind. "OK," he said, "Agreed. The only proviso is that you can first remove my shorts and then I remove your bikini." "OK, that's a done deal." "Hey," said Dana, "Don't I have a say in this? He's my boyfriend after all. How would you feel if I stripped Chris and he stripped me?" "So long as you don't fuck him before he fucks me, be my guest," replied Gabby. "After all, what are friends for?" she grinned and walked casually over to Todd and removed his shorts. "Wow, no wonder Dana is so protective of you," she exclaimed, giving his cock a rub. Todd sat up and looked at the gorgeous girl in front of him. Payback time for Dana, he thought, remembering her deliberately increasing the tension on his balls only a short time ago. He reached out for Gabby and turned her to face away from him as he pulled the string to release her bikini bra. She then turned back to face him, holding her bra cups in place with her hands. He slowly and sexily removed her hands and the bra cups, watching her nipples harden under his gaze, then reached out and massaged her breasts and tweaked her nipples. "Hey, that wasn't part of the deal," protested Dana. They ignored her. Todd then took hold of the side strings of Gabby's bikini bottom and pulled the strings to undo the knots. The back half fell down but Gabby held the front half. Todd replaced her hand with his and pulled the cloth away from her body, spreading her legs with his other hand. Once her thighs were apart the back part fell clear from between her legs and he removed the bikini, exposing Gabby's black pussy hair with her pussy lips and clit hood poking through. By this time his cock was rampantly seeking attention. He rubbed his hand downwards through Gabby's pussy hair, stroking her pussy lips and rubbing a finger over her clit, causing a visible jolt to go through Gabby. "That's enough!" exclaimed a furious Dana as she hurried over to intervene. "Hmmm, that was so nice. I'll have to catch up with you in a few weeks, I can see that," whispered Gabby, bending down and giving him a kiss on the lips. "Anytime, baby," replied Todd in a whisper. Dana was furious. Here was her boyfriend who she had let fuck her brains out flirting with her best friend. She ought to kill him. Or at least she wouldn't stop at a measly 7 pounds next time she had him in her power. She stormed over and as she approached Todd sat up and grabbed her around the waist, pulling her down to sit astride his lap. The whole scene had made Dana's pussy sopping wet, despite her apparent objections, so Todd's rampant cock went straight into Dana's cunt when he pulled her down. "Oh, oh, oooohhhh," said Dana, involuntarily. She felt Todd's cock pulsating inside her cunt as her cunt muscles spasmed on the sudden and unexpected intrusion. "Mmmmmm, that's nice," she cooed in his ear, her anger forgotten. Behind her he noticed Gabby waving to him as she walked away carrying her bikini. "So, are you still angry with me?" he asked Dana. "I guess not, so long as you don't do this with Gabby when I'm not there." "Oh, I intend to fuck Gabby when she's old enough and Chris has fucked her, and I certainly promise that you'll be there. After all, who would Chris fuck while I fucked his girl?" "You're incorrigible!" said Dana, standing up and exposing Todd's rampant cock shining with Dana's juices. "It's time for a swim," she decided for them, grabbing Todd's hand and dragging him upright and towards the pool. This time Dana dived in first, swam a few lengths and then waited by the edge at the deep end, furthest from the others. Todd caught up with her there and leant against the wall beside her. She reached down and noticed that his cock was still hard. "Where would he like to go, do you think?" she asked. "You already know the answer to that question," he replied, spinning her around to face him and putting his hands under her arse cheeks, spreading her wide, "Bend your legs up." Dana bent her legs and Todd pulled her to him, his cock searching for her opening and, once found, lowering her onto his cock. The feeling of her inner warmth after the cooler water was wonderful. He then started moving her back and forth as she rested much of her weight on his cock with her clit pressed onto the hairy friction at the base. "Oooohhhh, that is so arousing," she whispered, glancing surreptitiously towards the others, "Do you think they know we're fucking in the pool?" "Probably, but that is also what they probably expect." "That's soooo nice." Todd felt Dana speed up the tempo of their fucking and he also increased his movements to match. He felt his cock head playing with her cervix, her clit pressing deeply into the root of his cock, his balls moving in the tepid water between his legs, her nipples pressing into his chest, her arms locked around him. He was getting close to cumming. The sensations were overpowering, especially after not cumming during the sessions with the equipment, and all the sexual innuendo and direct sex talk during lunchtime. Add to that the naked sunbathing and swimming and he was just being overpowered with sexual sensation. He felt her rippling cunt muscles playing with his cock, closer, closer, then she came, stopping her motions, holding him tight, her cunt muscles milking his cock, too much, too much and he came, feeling his cum travel down his cock to be spurted in huge globs into Dana's throbbing cunt. Dana was in heaven. She had felt Todd's cock enter her, travelling deep inside her to the very end of her cunt. The movements were slow and gentle to begin with so that she could focus on the dual pleasure zones of her cervix and clit, both being over-stimulated and both crying out to cum after the sexual teasing she had received during the past couple of hours. She picked up the pace, wanting more. She felt herself relaxing into the rhythm, increasing the stimulation, pushing all the right buttons until she could stand it no longer. She came. The waves washed over her as she clung to Todd, helpless, feeling herself being swamped by the power of her orgasm. She then felt Todd stiffen and his movements change. She felt the heat of his cum as he spurted it against her cervix. She had yet another mini-orgasm as she felt that and then slowly she came down from her high, relaxing in his arms, knowing that he loved her despite flirting with Gabby, and renewing her trust in him. The feelings of happiness, contentment, love and caring washed over her. "Wow," she whispered in his ear, "That was amazing." "It was," agreed Todd, "So amazing. What a weekend!" Dana moved slightly away from Todd, feeling the water circulating between them, glancing at the far end of the pool to see that the others were still quietly sunbathing, eyes closed, paying them no attention. Dana wriggled free from Todd's arms, lifted herself off his almost flaccid cock and gently swam away. Todd also swam after her, and together they did a few more lengths before boosting themselves out of the pool by their recliners and lying down to dry in the sunshine. After a short time sunbathing, Gabby stood and dived into the pool, followed closely by Greg and Marcie. "Time to cool off," Greg said, "Race you to the far end." And he and Marcie took off swimming as fast as they could, touching the far wall of the pool simultaneously. Marcie slipped into Greg's arms. "Hold me tight and give me a cuddle," she said, "I feel like Dana and Todd are having all the fun and I'm being left out." Greg opened his arms and Marcie backed into them, feeling his strength against her back while he closed his arms around her, one hand covering each breast. "Yes, I know what you mean," he replied. "I didn't realise Dana would be such a tease. I never thought I'd say this but I really want to fuck her; my own daughter! That's wrong, isn't it?" "Well," replied Marcie, "There is a law against it but that doesn't make it absolutely wrong, it simply means that society has judged it as being harmful to itself. It was originally designed to prevent in-breeding but that was at a time when there was no contraception and when it was thought that in-breeding would limit the gene pool and that the effect of any weak genes would be magnified in any offspring if both parents carried those genes. Of course they forgot that the effect of any strong genes may also be magnified. But these days sex is far more often used as a recreation and a demonstration of love rather than for procreation and with modern contraception there is really no chance of unwanted pregnancies, except maybe when rape is involved because then contraception may not have been used." "Well I have no intention of raping Dana. I think if anything she would end up raping me," Greg chuckled. "Yes, I noticed," replied Marcie dryly. Marcie felt a stirring behind her and reached between her legs to find Greg's semi-hard cock looking for somewhere to go. She carefully placed it against her pussy lips and closed her legs. "All this sexy talk affecting you, dear?" "Yes. Do you blame me? Todd and Dana are having it off big time, there are three lovely naked ladies lying around by the pool, and I seem to be the only male here who's not being attended to sexually. No wonder my cock's feeling left out in the cold." Marcie moved her hips slightly back and forth, caressing Greg's cock. She could feel it growing between her legs and also felt a warm wetness starting inside her cunt. "Do you want to fuck me here?" she asked. "What, right here, in the pool, with everyone watching? You've gotta be joking." "Well, Todd fucked Dana a short time ago right where we are now. Didn't you notice?" "No, really? Lucky sexy buggers. I feel I'm a bit past that; I would prefer it on a nice soft dry bed rather than in a pool. Maybe sometime we could bring a mattress out in the sunshine and make love out here when we're by ourselves." "That's a good idea. Never thought I'd hear you turn down the offer of a fuck though. You must be getting old," she laughed. "I didn't turn it down, I simply took a rain check," replied Greg, feeling his cock becoming more rampant by the second. He turned Marcie around so they were face to face, placed his hands under her shapely arse and lifted her a little, helped by the buoyancy of the water. Holding her close, he kissed her as she bent her legs up and his cock found its way deep inside her well-lubricated cunt. Mixed Emotions Ch. 08 Ch 8: The Monday After Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2.All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. 3.The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order. -------------------------------------------- Monday morning all was back to normal routine. The Dungeon had been cleaned and tidied on Sunday afternoon, with Dana washing and sterilizing all the equipment, changing the sheets and generally making the place look pristine and new. She lingered over the task, reliving the scenarios she had seen and experienced in the room and planning new scenarios for next time, hopefully soon after Todd returned. Her busy mind was already scheming and she had broached the subject of that scheming to her parents that evening at dinner. "Mom, you know that Todd lives several hundred miles away and is staying at a hostel while he attends university, don't you. Do you think that if we changed the single bed in my room for a double or queen size that he could come and live with us? He'd pay board, of course, and help around the house, and you'd still have the two spare rooms as you have now, and it's not like he's taking up much space or anything," she said in a rush in case she lost her nerve part way through. "Well," replied Marcie neutrally, "That is an idea. Have you spoken to Todd about it?" "No, not yet and he's away this week. I only thought of it as I was cleaning the Dungeon. Obviously it's unrealistic for us to continue to live there because that limits the use that others can make of it, so I thought just maybe he could share my room." "You know," contributes Greg, "Dana has a point. There really would not be any inconvenience, even the bathroom use wouldn't be affected because Dana has her own ensuite. The only thing I'm thinking is that Dana's room is quite small and by the time you fit a bigger bed and Todd's gear in there it would be very cramped." He gave Marcie a wink, unseen by Dana. "Yes, you're right," agreed Marcie, playing along, "There just wouldn't be enough space in your room for the two of you plus all your stuff. No, I think that the situation will just have to stay as it is with you seeing Todd on Friday and Saturday nights, spending your sleeping time in your own separate beds." For Dana, this was a huge blow. She had her hopes high that she and Todd could live together here and sleep together in her room in a nice large bed. She looked at her parents' faces, wondering what she would have to say to convince them. Next thing Greg bursts out laughing. "You look the picture of abject misery," he said to Dana, "We're not serious, we're simply winding you up." "Oh Mom, Dad, you mean you will let Todd come and stay in my room?" she asked excitedly. "Absolutely not," replied Greg emphatically. He paused for a short time to let that sink in. Dana was totally perplexed and showed it, fists clenched, very tense, ready to do battle. "We will clean out the guest suite, which is bigger than your room and already has a queen size bed and an ensuite and you can both move into that." Dana jumped up and threw her arms around Greg, hugging and kissing him. "Thank you so, so much, Daddy," she enthused. She skipped over to Marcie, "Oh thank you Mom," she said, giving her hugs and kisses also. Marcie was pleased that Dana was so happy with that arrangement, even though she was slightly put out that she had not even been consulted about this option. However, she had to admit to herself that it seemed an excellent solution. So together they spent the evening sorting out Dana's new living quarters and moving all her stuff into the larger room. That night Dana slept well in her new bed. She decided to keep the whole thing a secret from Todd until he returned from his trip, considering that this was one of those good secrets that lovers do not have to share immediately. So Dana was in a very happy mood this morning. She felt healthy, relaxed, sexually fulfilled (for how long she wondered) and after her normal breakfast with her parents she and Greg dressed and went their separate ways, leaving Marcie home alone to manage the household chores. About an hour elapsed when the doorbell rang. Marcie was still in her semi-transparent house coat, naked underneath, but gave this no thought as she opened the door to greet Pam, Gabby's mother, and invited her in. "Come on in, Pam, it's good of you to call. We rarely get to see each other it seems. I'm just making a coffee, would you like one?" Pam noted with a slight shock the state of dress, or undress, that Marcie exhibited and seemed quite happy with, but pressed on anyway. "You're right, we certainly don't spend a great deal of time together. Thank you, I'd love a cup of coffee." Marcie seated Pam in the conversation pit of the lounge and hurried out to make the coffee. She caught a glimpse of herself in the hall mirror and her cheeks reddened at the thought of what Pam must think of her. Oh well, she thought, if she doesn't like it she can leave. A few minutes later Marcie brought the coffee and some biscuits into the lounge and placed them on the table between the seats, sitting down opposite Pam and noticing as she did so that her short housecoat rode up and slipped sideways to reveal quite an extent of her inner thigh. She thought that Pam may almost have a view of her pussy. For a while Pam and Marcie chatted about nothing important, nibbling biscuits and sipping their coffee. Marcie wondered what the visit was about and soon found out as Pam came to the point. "Marcie, it sounds like Gabby had a great time yesterday but I have a few questions for you." Uh, OK, thought Marcie, time for the inquisition and judgement. She prepared for the worst. "Gabby seemed very happy indeed after she came home. She told us she had a great time and really enjoyed herself but wouldn't go into any detail. You know how teenagers are. She also said that she had been invited back again and was looking forward to returning. So David and I were just wondering what actually happened and what this so-called dungeon thing is that you have." Where do I start, thought Marcie. At the beginning, obviously. "Pam, you and David have been married for about the same time Greg and I have. Do you find that your sex life has deteriorated during that time?" Pam blushed and looked away, embarrassed at the turn of conversation. She did not know how to answer. "Look, Pam," continued Marcie, "If I'm going to tell you about the Dungeon then we have to be completely frank and honest about things. Yes, it is about sex, but it is also about enjoying each other's love, caring and physicality in an adventurous and exciting way. People can choose to be prudes if they wish, but that is simply a choice. They can also choose to have open minds and release any obligation to judge. I hope that you're in the latter category." She paused to let this sink in. "Now, tell me, have you noticed that your sex life with David has diminished since those halcyon days just after you were married?" To Marcie's surprise, Pam burst into tears. She went over to comfort the distraught woman. "Yes," said Pam, between sobs, "Yes, absolutely. That was why I came to see you. Gabby had mentioned that it was something to do with sex and I just get so frustrated these days because David is working so hard and rarely, if ever, has the time or energy to make love to me. When he does it's all over in a few minutes, leaving me even more frustrated than I was at the start." Marcie hugged Pam tightly, rocking her gently like you would a small child. "Oh you poor, poor darling," she cooed in Pam's ear, "Let's see if we can sort a few things out, shall we?" Pam composed herself with a visible effort. Marcie resumed sitting in her chair and thought the best thing would be to tell Pam the story behind the Dungeon and then take her to see it. So over the next 15 minutes she told how the Dungeon came to be and just the general concepts behind it. She omitted any specific details, especially those relating to Gabby. At the end of her outline, Pam was obviously very curious. "So, you inflict pain on people and they enjoy it?" she asked incredulously. "Yes. It is not that the pain is inflicted but how and when it is inflicted. When a person is experiencing pleasure the brain can be confused between pleasure and pain and can interpret a painful stimulus as pleasure. The pain that is inflicted is also carefully controlled so as to cause no damage except maybe a few red marks that are gone the next day. At least that is the rule here; some dungeons are far less controlled and masters and mistresses sometimes inflict injuries that may last a long time or even are permanent. That is not what we are into; what we do is supposed to be enjoyable and if it is not, then we won't do it." Marcie went on and told Pam about safe words and choices. "A lot of what happens down there is head stuff. If you believe something is going to happen then it is more likely that you will genuinely feel the effects of that even though it doesn't happen." Marcie recounted a brief summary of Todd's fake castration. "You mean that Todd thought you had castrated him?" "Oh, yes. Especially when he reached down and felt his numb, empty scrotum," Marcie chuckled at the memory. "Poor guy, for a few moments he was completely distraught." "Let's go and see this Dungeon, please." Together they went downstairs and Marcie opened the door. Pam went in and firstly noticed the bed then the gym and other equipment. "It doesn't look at all tawdry and horrendous as I'd envisaged. Everything looks neat and clean and, well, normal." "Yes, Dana did a very good job cleaning it up yesterday afternoon after Todd had left." Pam went over to the frame and the ram, noting the wrist and ankle attachments. "OK," she asked, "What do these do? Marcie gave her a rundown of what could happen on the frame and with the ram. By the end of this Pam was blushing bright red and subconsciously was rubbing her pussy through her clothes. "Come and sit on the bed," suggested Marcie. "I know that it's a shock to you to learn what some people do for pleasure. What sort of upbringing did you have?" "Quite strict religious upbringing," she said. "Greg and I met at our church but didn't get married in church. There were too many inconsistencies that we noticed, hypocrisy between what they said we should do and what they did. We realised after a while that religion is simply a power game. So we left the church. After that they wouldn't let us marry in the church so we married on a beach, which was wonderful and far better than a church. We've never been back. But still the teachings about sex remain. Until we were married I never had sex and even after we were married it was many years before we actually saw each other naked." "Really!" exclaimed Marcie, astounded as she thought of them all staying naked all weekend and of her flimsy covering at present. "I had heard of that but I thought it ended 50 years ago." "So anything at all unusual with sex has been totally taboo. In fact, I haven't even told David that I have never had an orgasm in my entire life." Marcie decided to take the bull by the horns. "Would you let yourself have an orgasm here, now?" Pam looked shocked. "Omigod, you're joking, aren't you? You are, aren't you? You mean I could experience my first orgasm here, you would do that for me?" "Of course I would, sweetheart," said Marcie, soothingly, "You just have to decide how you would like it." "Well, that's difficult because I don't see a man here with a hard penis. Is there any other way?" "Of course there is. There are as many ways of having an orgasm, cumming we call it, as your mind can imagine. So what were the very naughtiest things you used to imagine happening to you sexually when you were growing up?" Again Pam blushed as her memories flowed through her head. "At church we were told that it was really bad if a person saw us naked or touched us down there. Even if we were raped that was really bad. My worst, or maybe best, I don't know, dream or nightmare was being tied up and raped. The problem was that in my imagination I enjoyed it, so it was my belief that if that happened, and maybe even the thought of it happening, it was enough to consign me to hell forever. I don't believe that now, but still those memories haunt me." "Oh you poor darling. Let's do that now. Shall we? First we have to get you naked. Do you want me to do the whole scenario with you? Do you trust me not to do anything that will hurt you?" "Well, I trusted you with Gabby because I certainly don't want her to grow up as narrow minded as me, so I guess I can trust you with me too." Marcie went over to Pam and gently cuddled her. "It's OK," she told her," Just relax and enjoy. I promise you will enjoy it. If you want me to stop just say the safe word which today can be watermelon. OK?" Marcie slowly and carefully unbuttoned Pam's blouse. She noted the solid bra beneath. She then asked Pam to stand up, which she did, and carefully undid her skirt and dropped it to the floor. She undid Pam's shoes, removed them and removed the panty hose she was wearing (didn't they go out in the 80s?). That left Pam standing, with her arms trying to cover her naughty bits, in her bra and knickers, which were large enough to wrap a Christmas ham, thought Marcie. She carefully unclasped her bra and took it off her shoulders, leaving the cups covering her breasts. Then she went to the front. "Can you remove your bra for me please?" Pam obeyed, removing her bra and covering her breasts with her hands. Marcie carefully and slowly lifted her hands away, admiring the firm, full breasts with dark aureoles that she uncovered. "Your breasts are beautiful," she said, "May I touch and kiss them please?" Pam nodded her head and Marcie gently massaged her breasts, omitting the nipples, then bent down and kissed the nipples, rubbing them with her tongue. She noticed that Pam closed her eyes and smiled, obviously feeling some enjoyable sensations. "Pam, I'm going to remove your knickers now," said Marcie, "Is that OK with you?" Pam again nodded assent and Marcie put her fingers in the waistband and gradually lowered the panties and exposed Pam's bushy pussy. She continued removing the panties down her legs and asked Pam to step out of them, which she did. Marcie looked at Pam carefully now that she was naked. "You have a really beautiful body," she told Pam. "What a shame more people don't have the opportunity to see it and that you don't dress to show it off." Pam blushed. "Now, I would like you to lie down on the bed on your back please Pam." Pam did that. "Now, Pam, I am going to fasten your wrists and ankles to the bed so that you cannot escape. This is just like the dream that you used to have, remember?" Suiting actions to words, Marcie fastened Pam to the bed. "Now, I'm going to touch your body all over, stimulating it so that you will enjoy the feelings that your body gives you. Is that OK?" Again Pam nodded. Marcie started stroking Pam's face, gently kneading her cheeks and around her eyes. Pam closed her eyes and kept them closed after Marcie moved lower to slowly start stroking her shoulders and upper arms, working her way down her sides, across her stomach, down her hips and outer thighs, getting Pam used to the feel of having hands on her body. Marcie then poured some massage oil into a bowl and took some in her hands, warming it slightly before starting to massage Pam's feet. She then gently but firmly massaged up the outside of her legs, hips, abdomen, skipped the breasts and moved to the shoulders. "How does that feel?" asked Marcie. Pam opened her eyes. "That felt wonderful. Nobody has ever done this for me before." "Well, just continue to relax and I promise you it will get better." Marcie applied more oil and continued the massage, this time including Pam's breasts, except for the nipples, and extended down to the top of her pussy hair and the fronts of her thighs. Pam again closed her eyes and, if she had been a cat, she would be purring. "Right, Pam, time to become a little more sensual and sexual. Is that OK?" Pam opened her trusting eyes and nodded her agreement. Marcie undid and removed her housecoat. "You see, Pam, my body is remarkably similar to yours. We all have them and they are all beautiful." "I can't remember when I last saw a woman naked," replied Pam. "You are beautiful, far more so than me." "Rubbish!" retorted Marcie. "Your body is beautiful and it's high time you realised that fact. Now we'll make it feel beautiful as well. Just continue to relax, eyes open or closed." Marcie added some more oil to her hands and started massaging Pam's breasts again, slowly working closer to the nipples and finally massaging them as well. Pam started writhing around a little on the bed. "How does that feel?" asked Marcie while continuing the massage. "Ooohh, it feels very strange and very sexy. I feel like I'm getting wet down there. Nobody has ever done this to me before; I didn't realise how good it would feel and how there seems to be a direct connection between my breasts and down there." "Yes, it does feel great and there is a direct connection between your breasts and your vagina and clitoris, or cunt and clit as we usually call them." Gradually Marcie continued the massage, working her way down to Pam's pussy and inside thighs. Pam was starting to thrash about on the bed as much as her bonds would allow and Marcie sensed that she was approaching her first orgasm. "Please stop," said Pam, "I think I've got to pee." "You're approaching your first orgasm. It feels a bit like you need to pee but believe me you won't. Just relax and let it happen." Marcie continued the massage, working closer to her pussy lips, massaging them so that they were rubbing her clit. Pam's mind was racing. She could feel the sensations that Marcie's massage were creating as they pulsed through her body, sending tingles to her hands and feet. She tested the ties and found that she couldn't move. This was so wrong, one part of her mind repeated, you will be damned to hell for eternity. Another part told her that was just religious rubbish and she should relax and enjoy it. The practical side said that she was tied down so she had no option but to let it continue and if she experienced any pleasure it was not her fault. Gradually she felt the pleasure increasing, centering on her clit and cunt, as Marcie called them. She had never felt such strong sensations as she was now, not even when David was making love to her, especially when David was making love to her she corrected herself. As the sensations built she was aware that she was moving her body in time with Marcie's massage, intensifying the feelings. Then they just exploded, sending pulses of ecstasy throughout her whole body such as she had never experienced or even imagined before. "Oooohhh, oooohhhh, aaaaaarrrrrgggghhh," screamed Pam, writhing uncontrollably on the bed as she came hard for the first time in her life. Marcie continued a gentle massage of her hips and abdomen and slowly Pam quietened down again. "What happened?" she asked when she was able. "That," said Marcie, "Was your first orgasm. How did you like it?" "It was absolutely awesome. I had no idea my body could generate such intense, wonderful feelings. To think of all the years I've been missing out on that." Mixed Emotions Ch. 08 Marcie continued massaging Pam's body, gently increasing the pressure on her pussy lips, rubbing them and moving her fingers to provide direct stimulation to her clit. Quite quickly Pam began breathing rapidly and shallowly, making fucking motions with her hips to try to gain more stimulation. Pam felt Marcie start rubbing her clit. No, she thought, that's so wrong. Yet she remained silent, not wanting the beautiful wanton feelings to end. Rapidly she felt the sensations overpowering her mind, driving it to seek more and more of the lusty pleasure. Then she reached an even greater peak and her responses and actions were beyond her control. "Ooooohhhh, ooooohhhhh, it's happening again, aaaaarrrrgggghhhh!" she yelled, humping Marcie's hand and writhing on the bed. Marcie kept up the stimulation as she came, drawing out the orgasm until after several minutes she slowed and stopped, gently caressing Pam's breasts as she came back to reality. To Pam it seemed that the erotic sensations washed through her body for a lifetime. She wanted them to stop so she could regain some semblance of normality, yet she also wanted them to continue forever. As Marcie kept up the stimulation, Pam kept writhing in ecstasy on the bed, wanting more and less at the same time. Eventually Marcie reduced the stimulation, allowing Pam to regain her breath as the sensations receded and, at last, to speak. "Omigod," she said, "That was amazing." "Yes," agreed Marcie, "You were amazing. How do you like cumming?" "It's just awesome." Marcie untied Pam's wrists and ankles from the bed. "I'm really horny now. Would you like to make me cum?" "Could I?" replied Pam. "Of course. I'd really love it if you would, please. Just massage my breasts and then rub my pussy lips and clit like I did to you and I should cum in no time, I'm that hot." Pam did as she was guided to and within a few minutes it was Marcie's turn to be writhing on the bed under Pam's hands. When Marcie had finished cumming Pam gazed down at her. "That was amazingly powerful to feel that I could make you feel those wonderful feelings." "Oh yes, thank you so much. You did that really well. It was hard to believe that it was your first time." Marcie stood up and gave Pam a close and loving hug and kiss, feeling her initially shy away from full naked body contact but then relax into it. She could feel Pam's full lush bush rubbing against her own landing strip. "I guess I'd better be going," said Pam, "I had planned lots for this morning. Thank you so much. I do hope we can do this again some time." "I hope so too. I can certainly help to teach you other ways to enjoy love making too, maybe with David along so he can learn how to do this for you as well." "Hmmm, that would be great," replied Pam as she dressed and then headed upstairs. "Thank you again." Pam gave the still naked Marcie another kiss and hug and went out the door. Marcie was still horny so she headed downstairs again and used her vibrator to cum twice more, thinking how it must have been for Pam never to have had an orgasm in her whole life until today. Meanwhile Todd was on his field trip in a mini-bus with his lecturer and the other nine students on his third year geology course. The group was to stay at cabins in pairs which meant that the three women and seven guys each had to share with another student for the week. Trudi, a tall, blonde bombshell who had had her eye on Todd for the past two years, had volunteered to arrange the accommodation, allocating the two other women to share with their partners who were also on the trip, the four other male students would share two cabins and she had allocated a cabin to herself and Todd, making certain when confirming the booking that it had a queen sized bed only, removing any option of them not sleeping together. She now had to break the news to Todd as they sat together. Trudi and Todd had known each other since they both started university nearly 3 years ago and had no secrets from each other. Trudi had tried, but failed, to prise Todd away from Dana but their love was too strong. Trudi knew that Todd was staying the previous weekend with Dana and was taking her virginity, as she was taking his. For the past two years Trudi had tried to get Todd into bed to take her virginity but Todd had told her that he had promised Dana that she was going to be his first. Now, though, Trudi hoped that she might be his second. "How was your weekend with Dana?" asked Trudi. "Where do I start? It was more than awesome. Obviously we made love many times and I took her virginity as she did mine. We spent a lot of the time in the Dungeon that her parents have made, sort of a BDSM sanctuary where anything sexy goes. They even did a mock castration of me, which for a horrible few minutes I thought was for real." "Wow. That must have been scary," replied Trudi. "So I'm just wondering, now that you two have paired up, where does that leave us?" "Well, I am totally committed to having Dana as my girlfriend or I guess partner now. She is just so adorable and sex with her is mindblowing." "So I guess there's no chance for us to get together now that you're committed to Dana? That's a pity – I would have loved you to take my virginity tonight." "Now hang on," replied Todd, "I haven't told you everything yet. Over the weekend on several occasions we discussed polyamory. Do you know what that is?" "Well, looking at the word, I'm guessing it means loving more than one person," replied Trudi thoughtfully. "Does that mean you can have sex with whoever you want and it's OK?" "You're right about the meaning, but no, we can't just go out and have sex willy nilly," he smiled at the double meaning there, "What we have agreed is that if either of us wants to have sex with someone else we must obtain permission from the other, and they cannot unreasonably withhold that permission. The one who does have sex outside the partnership must also describe in intimate detail the events when we are together next. The partner who does not have sex also has the right to impose one reasonable condition and also gets to punish the partner who has sex in the Dungeon at some later time if he or she wishes to." Trudi took this on board and thought for a few minutes. "So this means that you're now free to make love with me so long as you first ask Dana, and that Dana may not unreasonably prevent us from making love. Is that correct?" "That is as I understand it," replied Todd. "The arrangement was only made yesterday afternoon so we haven't had time to test it yet." "I guess that Dana could also punish you in the Dungeon when you return. You'd accept that so you can have sex with me?" "Yes, I would. It would be worth it and besides, the punishment itself is unlikely to be too painful but will probably be very sexually stimulating and will result in Dana and I making mad passionate love." "Right," replied Trudi thoughtfully, "So there is a chance for us then. That's great because I took the liberty, as accommodation organiser, to put us together in a cabin with a queen size bed. I'd hate to have to sleep on the floor for the week while you had the bed alone." "Oh, I get the picture. I might have known you would organise something to get us together this week. You've hinted at it often enough in the past and I guess this is your perfect opportunity. So I guess the best thing for me to do is to phone Dana and ask. Wow, this is going to be tough." Todd dialed Dana's number on his cellphone. Dana had a quiet morning, leaving for university later than usual as she was still recovering from the weekend. She had no lectures until 2pm so went to the library to do some study. While she was studying her phone rang and she saw it was her dearly beloved Todd. She was so looking forward to telling him that he could come and live with her in the new guest suite. She answered the phone as she walked outside so as not to disturb others and for some privacy. "Darling, how wonderful of you to call. How's the trip going?" She listened as Todd told her that they were on the way to the field site and then dropped the bombshell about Trudi's request. "Honey, you know we discussed polyamory yesterday and we agreed that if one of us wanted to make love with another we had to ask permission and that the permission could not be unreasonably withheld?" he asked. "Well, I've mentioned Trudi before, she's the woman on the course who wanted to take my virginity years ago but I told her I had pledged that to you. Now that you have it, she has arranged for us to spend nights together this week in a cabin sleeping together. I told her about the polyamory discussion and so I am phoning you to ask your permission to make love with her this week. Is that OK with you?" Dana was stunned. She should have seen it coming. Her first reaction was that Trudi was a conniving bitch, but then she thought for a few seconds and realised that what Todd was asking was totally permitted in their agreement and he was quite justified in asking it. She also realised, with gratitude, that he and Trudi had put any relationship they might have on hold until she had turned 18 and had first option with Todd. She didn't own him, or he her, so she had absolutely no right or cause to be jealous, that was simply her ego. She also had no reasonable grounds to refuse and she could not unreasonably refuse, according to their agreement. However, she could make a condition. "Sweetheart," she said into the phone, "I've thought about it for a few seconds and there were lots of emotions running around inside my head, but I really cannot refuse you. I am so grateful that you resisted her for these years and gave yourself to me first. Thank you for that. I do want to make certain of one condition though. You or she must use contraception. I don't want you to have to marry her because you got her pregnant. So while I hold can you confirm that please." "OK, hang on a second." Todd turned to Trudi. "In our agreement, if I'm asking Dana for permission she has the right to make a condition. The condition she is making is that we use contraception. Do you have that aspect covered?" "Of course I have," replied Trudi, "I made certain of that in case it was a concern for you. I've been on the pill for several weeks now." Todd returned to the phone. "Honey, Trudi says that's all taken care of." Dana had had a little more time to think and compose herself. "That's great," she replied. "Have a wonderful week and enjoy yourself. Trudi is a very lucky woman, so make sure that she knows this. Now, one more thing. Can you imagine how horny I'll be feeling at nights when I'm lying in bed trying to sleep knowing that you're fucking Trudi? So I want to make a request too. During the week if I do feel the need, can I fuck Daddy please? Assuming he's willing to fuck me and assuming that Mom allows him to, of course. " "Yes, darling, that's fine. I'm sure that Greg will be only too happy to take care of you while I'm away and I'm sure also that Marcie will be happy to assist." "Thank you darling. Oh, by the way, did I mention that each time one of us gives the other permission, there is a possible payment involved? I'll see you in the Dungeon on Friday night to extract your payment. And I guess you'll want to extract my payment if I fuck Daddy during the week too, which is probably inevitable seeing that he'll be waxing my pussy sometime. So when you return I will need to punish you and you will also need to punish me. I feel a great Dungeon session coming on," laughed Dana. "Enjoy your week with Trudi." "I will darling, and thank you so much." "One other thing," adds Dana, "I had a talk with my parents and I have moved into the guest suite which is larger and has a big bed. So when you come and visit me we can sleep there together." "Hey, that's great. What say we make a date of it for Friday night after I get home? Is that OK with you?" "I guess I'll have to wait that long seeing you're away till then. I'll be counting the minutes till I see you again. Just make sure you save some of that cum juice for me. Sure, do Trudi well, but I'd like a bit too please." "Will do, and thank you once again. By the way, there's no cellphone coverage in the area we'll be in so we won't be able to talk during the week. I'll call you Friday as soon as we have coverage." "Oh, that's a pity. I'll look forward to it sometime Friday. Enjoy your trip, sweetheart. Remember I love you so much." "I love you too, darling. See you Friday." Dana put her phone away and stared into space for a few moments. Her thoughts were in turmoil, reason in battle with emotion. She loved Todd so much that she was able to put his happiness in loving another over her desire for him to be her one and only, knowing that the possession of another was not possible. She knew that desire for possession was socially conditioned and that when you love someone you share their joy in what they do, even if it is in loving someone else. She went further down the track in her mind. What if the polyamory situation could extend to real life, not just a few nights, but full time? What if she and Trudi could share Todd? She tried to imagine how it would be sharing a bed with both Todd and Trudi at the same time. The lascivious part of her mind pictured herself being fucked by Todd while Trudi pleasured them both, then Todd fucking Trudi while she was massaging her breasts. Her mind went into overdrive and then she realised that she needed to sort herself out. She went to her heart and felt what was there – love, overwhelming love for Todd, and also for Trudi, who for this week had the honour of pleasuring her beloved. Thank you for taking care of him, Trudi, she thought. I hope I get the opportunity to demonstrate my gratitude to you. After the call, Todd turned to Trudi with a huge smile on his face. "Well, that's sorted," he told her. "I know that it will cost me a punishment session in the Dungeon but it will be worth it." "Oh darling, how wonderful. I am so grateful to Dana. She is so selfless sharing her man with me. Please thank her from me when you see her. When will that be?" "Friday night after we return. She has asked me to save some cum juice for her." Trudi laughed. "I'll try not to let you. I intend draining you this week, taking enough to make up for the past two years of being without you." "Sounds like fun to me," replied Todd. The remainder of the trip went quickly as they shared light conversation and the occasional sensual caress, looking to all the world like what they were, lovers getting to know each other. Pam returned home and made herself a cup of tea. As she sat drinking it slowly she turned over in her mind what had just happened. She had learnt so much in such a short time. She had thought she was unable to have an orgasm; that they were just for other women, not for her, because she must have something wrong with her. But Marcie had quickly and easily brought her to orgasm. She had also learnt what an orgasm felt like and wanted more. However, another part of her was plagued with guilt. She had been brought up in her family and her church to believe that sex was wrong, bad, nasty, dirty. That cumming was something that only men did, and maybe something that prostitutes did also, which is why they were regarded as being so bad. That sex was something that was done wearing pajamas, late at night, in the dark and only to produce children. The whole concept of sex as something that was joy-filled, enjoyable, fun and able to be indulged in naked and in daylight was completely foreign to her. Would she be damned in hell for eternity, she wondered. After rejecting her religious upbringing she was quite amazed how much hold it still had on her. She was looking forward to, yet dreading, her next visit to the Dungeon. But what to do? She couldn't just run over to Marcie every time she felt horny, could she? She needed to have a chat with David, tell him how she felt and tell him what had happened to her this morning. She resolved to do this tonight. She wondered what David's reaction would be. Guess she would find out tonight, she thought. Time to get on with what she had planned this morning. Marcie felt refreshed and relaxed after her orgasms. Poor Pam, she thought. I wonder what the outcome will be. Oh well, she concluded philosophically, time will tell. She proceeded to dress in her usual eye-catching style that showed her body off in a tasteful way, noting the differences between her supportive half-cup bra and Pam's armoured boob covering, her skimpy lacy thong panties and Pam's ham wrappers, her lacy, almost see-through body hugging top compared with Pam's cotton shirt and her mid-thigh skirt with the split up the front compared with Pam's below- the-knee granny skirt. She topped it all off with a pair of red four inch heels. Looking in the mirror she liked what she saw and felt really good about her body, twisting a little and noting that her bare inner thigh was easily seen through the split as she moved. She resolved to take Pam shopping for some decent, or indecent, clothes as soon as possible. Marcie then drove to town to shop and complete the chores she had set herself today. Maybe a lovely dinner for Greg tonight to let him know how much she appreciated him would be a great idea. Then this afternoon some cleaning of the pool and some pool time would be pleasant. Todd, Trudi and the other students arrived at the camp at about lunchtime, having collected food for the week on their way. Trudi organised everyone to their cabins, finally showing Todd the one she had selected for them for the week. It was reasonably plain but it was self-contained and did have a large, firm queen sized bed. As soon as the door was closed Trudi threw herself at Todd, her arms went around him as she gave him a sexy, open-mouthed kiss and toppled him onto the bed under her. Todd responded by gently stroking her back, edging his hands beneath her clothes as he sought bare skin to fondle. Using his greater strength he rolled Trudi over so that he was on top and started caressing her breasts and moving his hand down under her panties to brush his fingers over her pussy. Trudi went all limp and started moaning. "Oh, Todd, I've waited so long for you to do that," she purred, "What a shame we can't spend the whole day here together." Before Todd could reply there was a knock on the door. "OK, you two lovebirds, time for lunch then we have work to do." "Thanks," called back Todd and Trudi, having a last lingering kiss before heading for the door with their study gear. After lunch they all headed to the cliffs close by and spent the afternoon looking for fossils in the rocks together. This area was famous for its fossils from the Cretaceous geological period and both Todd and Trudi were keen to find some for themselves. Time went quickly and before they knew it the sun was on the horizon and at this higher altitude the temperature was dropping quickly. The group of students and lecturer returned to the camp. Dinner was cooked by the resident chef and after dinner the students and lecturer sat around a fire talking amongst themselves and enjoying each other's companionship. Todd and Trudi had established themselves as a couple, along with the other two longer-standing couples in the group, and Trudi was sitting on the floor between Todd's legs with the back of her head resting on his cock, which she could feel was far from soft. They were at peace with each other, imagining what the night would bring together. Dana arrived home about 3.30pm after her lecture and, after greeting her Mom sunbathing naked by the pool, she went to her new room and stripped, grabbed a towel and joined Marcie on the deck. Mixed Emotions Ch. 08 "How was uni?" asked Marcie. "It was OK, as usual. Nothing new or startling. However, I did get a call from Todd which was a bit startling." "In what way?" asked a slightly concerned Marcie. "Oh, Mom, he wanted to sleep with Trudi, a student on his course. Apparently she had arranged to share a cabin with him and sleep in a queen sized bed together this week. He talked about our polyamory agreement we discussed yesterday. I had to agree but I was really upset. What if I lose him to her? He said that she had been after him for two years but that he had told her that I would be his first so waited until after I was 18. But he's my boyfriend or partner and it's not fair of her to try to take him from me." Dana burst into tears and threw herself on her mother, who patted her back gently and made reassuring sounds like she was a little child who had hurt herself. "There, there, sweetheart. Let it out, cry your tears and let all the hurt out," she counselled. After a few minutes Dana had run dry and was able to rest on her recliner next to Marcie. "You know, there's an old saying 'If you love something, let it go. If it comes back then it's yours, if it doesn't then it never was.' Sounds like Todd's a bit like that. He'll come back to you. The difficulty you're having at present is that your ego is causing you to feel loss of a possession. Todd is not your possession. Polyamory means that you leave your ego at the bedroom door. You love a person so much that you give them the gift of freedom, which is the greatest gift you can give anyone apart from love. Let me ask you a few questions. Do you really love Todd?" "Oh, yes, Mom, more than I ever thought possible." "So would you do anything to make Todd happy?" "Yes, I guess so," replied Dana hesitantly, seeing where this line of questioning was leading. "Will sleeping with Trudi make Todd happy?" "Undoubtedly." "So, what's the problem?" "The problem is that she's with him and I'm not." "So what did you say anyway?" "I told him that was OK, but with the condition that they used contraceptives. Apparently Trudi is on the pill, the scheming bitch. I also told him that he would be punished when he returned. He actually seemed OK with that." "Good, sounds like you covered everything," replied Marcie. "Now just one other thing. You referred to Trudi as 'that scheming bitch'. This is the woman who is going to make your best friend, Todd, very happy this week. Is that any way to think of a person who will make Todd happy? It simply means that you're stuck in your ego and your supposed 'possession' of Todd. Really, you should be thanking her." "I know, Mom, and today I did just that, but I'm just not used to sharing him sexually with anyone else. It's all too new and somehow very rushed, him seeking love with another woman after he's only fucked me a couple of days ago for the first time. I really do have an internal battle going on inside." "That's really great. It's challenging your thinking and making you analyse your feelings; it's keeping you alive and preventing you from becoming complacent. It's also going to allow you to design creative solutions to something that could become a long term problem otherwise." "I also asked him if it was OK for me to sleep with Daddy if I got horny while he was away." "Oh," replied Marcie, "So how am I supposed to feel about that?" "Well, according to you, that would depend on how you answered the questions you asked me." "Hmmm, yes, it certainly would," replied Marcie thoughtfully, feeling the pressure to walk her talk. "My answers are of course you can sleep with Greg and my condition is provided I get to watch and participate. Dana smiled, "I was hoping you would say that. Now we've just got to wait and see if I get horny. Fat chance that won't happen. I've been feeling horny all day and Daddy is scheduled to wax my pussy later in the week, meaning I'll be extra horny after that." "Well, then, I see nothing to be sad about. Sounds like a win-win situation all round. I'm sure Greg will agree too." "Another thing, if I do sleep with Daddy, Todd said that he will then owe me a punishment. Does that mean our punishments cancel out or that we both get to punish the other?" Marcie laughed. "Usually you would both get to punish the other. As he asked first I suggest you punish him first. Of course, I'll have to punish Greg as well if you sleep with him. Remember, the harder you go with him the harder he is likely to go with you. Can Greg and I please watch you punish Todd and Todd punish you seeing you'll probably want to use the Dungeon?" "Of course you can," replied Dana. "Of course she can what?" asked a naked Greg who has slipped into the house unnoticed, stripped off, grabbed a towel and joined the ladies on the deck. He gave Marcie a big naked smoochy kiss, while fondling her breasts and pussy and having his cock fondled in return. He then gave the same treatment to Dana who also responded by fondling his cock. He then lay down on the vacant recliner chair. Marcie told him about her morning, much to Dana's amazement, and Dana told him about Todd and Trudi. At this stage she didn't add the part about sleeping with him, she thought she would keep that as a surprise. She had a hard time keeping her eyes off Greg's semi-hard cock, imagining it plundering the depths of her cunt and starting to feel her girl juices flowing between her legs. After a short time sunbathing they all went for a swim and play in the pool. Marcie swam to Greg and, after cuddling for a while, by which time Greg's cock was well and truly hard, she sat on his lap taking his cock into her well-lubricated cunt. Dana observed all this from a few feet away, waiting her turn which came when Marcie lifted herself slightly and simply swam away. Dana approached her Dad and took her Mom's place, feeling Greg's cock force its way into her welcoming cunt, lodging his cock head alongside her cervix. She felt so full and loved by her wonderful Dad. They stayed together for a few minutes, with very little relative movement, before Dana also swam away. They then left the pool and walked naked, holding hands, into the house with Greg's erect cock leading the way. They showered, partially dressed, Greg in boxer shorts, the women in pool wraps, ate dinner and relaxed in the lounge. When David came home he greeted Pam in his usual brusque manner and went to their bedroom to change out of his suit and into something cooler. When he returned Pam had prepared drinks for them and they went to the lounge to relax before dinner, which was in the oven. Pam started off by sitting beside David and giving him a big smoochy kiss. "What was that for?" asked a surprised David. "Darling, I have decided that it's high time we revived our love life," she began. "When was the last time we made love?" "Oh, um, a few weeks ago I guess," replied a surprised David. "What's wrong with our love life? It's been fine till now. It's not as though we want to have any more kids or anything like that." "Well, Gabby was telling me about her visit to Greg and Marcie's over the weekend. They regard sex as a fun activity, not just something you have to do occasionally or something to make kids. They even have a Dungeon with some sex equipment in it so they can play sex games." "Humph! The only sex equipment I find necessary is hanging between my legs," replied David gruffly. "Anyway, you haven't answered my question. What's wrong with our love life?" "I find it very unsatisfying. Do you know that I have never had an orgasm with you? You probably haven't even noticed. You just stick your cock in my cunt, wiggle it about a bit, cum, then go to sleep leaving me totally unsatisfied and frustrated," replied Pam, deliberately using words that she had never spoken before and which she knew would rile conservative David. "Pam! Where did you learn that language? It's disgusting. You should go and wash your mouth out," retorted an offended David. Pam decided to take the bull by the horns. "I learnt those words when I visited Marcie this morning. She took me into the Dungeon, stripped me, tied me to the bed and massaged me until I had cum twice. Then I massaged her and made her cum. It was wonderful." "You what???!!! That is disgusting. It's the worst thing that I've ever heard. You will be damned to hell for sins of the flesh like that. I should divorce you." "Go ahead and try," challenged a now irate Pam. "We've been married for 20 years and you haven't made me cum once in that time. I came for the first time this morning at the hands of a wonderful, caring loving woman. And you think you should divorce me!! Tell you what, buster, things improve or I'm out of here. That's my bottom line." That got David's attention and he continued in a more moderate tone. "OK, I'm sorry. I know I have never given you an orgasm, which I assume is what you mean by cumming, and that I am very quick when I make love to you ..." "You call that making love? Huh! What do you know about making love? Nothing, nada, nix! What you mean is fucking. That's all you do, and you only do that to please yourself, not me." "Darling, please, I do try. I don't know what to do to stimulate you or turn you on. I also have no idea who to turn to to learn. I guess I could go to a prostitute but then I'd be damned in hell for eternity. Honey, what should I do please?" David finished pathetically. Pam reached across his back and cuddled him to her. "I'm sorry, darling, I've probably been too harsh on you. I guess we both had this religious upbringing which is still running our lives. Nobody is or ever will be damned in hell for eternity. It is simply the religious leaders' way of maintaining control. We've left that behind us so let's not use that as an excuse to continue denying ourselves sexual pleasure," replied Pam, giving David a kiss. "I do love you so and most certainly don't want a divorce. What I do want is some way we can move forward from where we are now. I really would like it if we could go and have a chat with Greg and Marcie. They seem to have a very fun and healthy attitude towards sex. Would you come with me to visit them if I arranged it for us one night please?" David thought about this a few minutes. He certainly didn't want a divorce. Pam was a wonderful wife in most ways, she just didn't know how to turn him on. Maybe if they went to Greg and Marcie's she would learn that. He didn't recognise any fault on his part, just as he realised that Pam didn't recognise any fault on hers, so he thought what the hell, it can't make matters any worse. Besides which, he was kind of interested in seeing what they had in their Dungeon, as they called it. "Yes, I am willing to come with you to visit them. I think we're free this week so any evening this week would be great." They finished their drinks just as Gabby arrived, then sat and ate dinner. "Your Mom's been telling me a bit about your experiences last weekend," began David. "What happened and did you enjoy your time in the Dungeon next door?" "Oh, Daddy, yes I enjoyed it so much although I did find it a bit challenging at the time," replied Gabby. "So can you tell us in detail what happened?" David persisted. Gabby blushed and turned away. She knew that her parents were very staid and old fashioned, especially about sex, and did not know if they could understand the pleasure that Gabby had received during her time in the Dungeon. Best hedge my bets, she thought. "It's really difficult to describe what happened because it's such an experiential thing, you really have to experience it yourself to know how it feels. If I just described what happened then it would probably sound really strange to you because it is so out of context. What I do know is that I felt really loved and cared for and experienced enormous pleasure all evening," replied Gabby. "I visited Marcie this morning and she told me a bit about what happened and took me down into the Dungeon so I could experience a little of what it was like there," began Pam. She then blushed furiously and looked away. "Marcie made me cum twice," she continued, "It was the first time I had ever cum in my life. It was wonderful." Gabby stood up and cuddled her Mom. "Oh you poor darling," she said soothingly, reaching for a tissue to dry Pam's tears, "Did you enjoy it?" "Oh yes, it was amazing," Pam whispered in reply. Gabby looked at her father who was also blushing beet red. "You mean that you've been fucking my Mom for 20 years and never once made her cum?" she asked incredulously. "Apparently," admitted a very embarrassed David, who secretly hoped the floor would open up and swallow him. "I didn't know how to and I didn't know it was important." "Of course it's important. Hell, I've been masturbating for several years and when I was in the Dungeon I came many times. It's just a part of a healthy life. So what are you going to do about it?" Gabby noticed the shocked looks on both her parents' faces, quickly replaced by concern. "We're going to visit Greg and Marcie one evening this week and ask if they can help us," replied Pam. "What have you been doing to cum anyway? You're not 18 yet so I would have thought you were still a virgin. Who's been making you cum?" "Oh Mom, Dad, I am still a virgin, reluctantly. No guy has fucked me yet and Chris will be the first on the night of my birthday. Greg and Marcie are allowing us to use the Dungeon and stay over, like Dana and Todd did last weekend. So I've been using a vibrator and my fingers to cum. All girls do from when they're about 14 or 15, well, most do anyway. Just because the law's an ass doesn't mean we can't have our fun." David and Pam were losing their embarrassment, which was being replaced by curiosity, as they realised that their daughter was far more worldly wise than they had thought. Perhaps she could revive their non-existent sex life. "So what specifically happened last weekend in the Dungeon that made you cum?" asked David. Pam gave him a glance that almost implied that he was a dirty old voyeuristic man to ask such a question. However, Gabby was content in her sexuality and was quite happy to answer his question now on one condition. "If I tell you, do you promise not to judge me unkindly?" she asked them both. They both gave their promises. "Well, one thing about the Dungeon, and maybe Marcie explained this to you, Mom, is that when experiencing sexual pleasure any pain felt is often interpreted as pleasure as well. They were also careful that as I was a virgin there was not going to be any penetrative sex, so that was a bit limiting. I'm waiting impatiently for when that restriction no longer applies." Gabby looked at her parents to see how they were taking what they were hearing. They appeared to be just listening without any judgement. So she continued. "They have some equipment there and some rope so they set up a thickish rough rope about waist high and had me straddle that. Oh, we were all naked, we got naked even before we went down there because we had been skinny dipping in their pool." "What, all of you? Greg, Marcie and Dana as well?" asked David, looking shocked. "Yes, why not?" replied Gabby. "You're not getting judgemental are you?" "Ooops, sorry," replied David, "Go on." "Anyway, they tied my arms to a stepper machine, and I had to start stepping to keep at the right height. The rope was raised between my legs so that if I didn't keep stepping I would rest my tender bits on it. I could always take my weight on my arms, but that would hurt them after a few minutes too. So eventually I ended up resting my pussy and clit hard on the rope, feeling the pain that this gave and my mind translated this into pleasure. After a while it grew so intense that I came and was actually pushing the rope against my clit as hard as I could to gain more stimulation. It was wonderful." "Wow," said Pam, feeling wet between her legs and noticing the tent in David's trousers. "That must have been intense. What do you think of that, David? I see your cock is enjoying it." David quickly readjusted his trousers, blushing. "That must have been quite an experience," he said, thinking how much he would have liked to see Gabby writhing in an agony of ecstasy on the rope. "I really do think we'll have to see if we can persuade Greg and Marcie to invite us to share in the Dungeon," he said to Pam. "But that wasn't all," continued Gabby, "After the others had all been sexually tortured Dana asked Greg to demonstrate for Todd how to give a woman a sexy massage. So he demonstrated on me while Todd massaged Dana. What a wonderful massage!" she continued dreamily, reliving the experience, "It lasted for ages and the sensations just grew and grew. Normally he would have ended up fucking me, but that was out of the question so he fucked Marcie instead. She had been watching and masturbating with a vibrator. So she came with Greg and I came on the vibrator, but that was only my third cum from the massage, I came twice before that while I was being massaged." Pam and David were totally amazed by the frankness of Gabby's account. They had lost their ability to be shocked, and instead focussed on the joy and pleasure their daughter had felt. David turned to Pam. "Darling, please see if you can arrange a visit next door, maybe tomorrow night." "I most certainly will try," replied Pam. "Oooh, can I come too please? I'll be able to catch up with Dana." "Yes, of course, sweetheart," replied Pam. "Thanks. I must go and do some study now for tomorrow. Goodnight." Gabby gave them both a kiss goodnight and walked to her room. In there she lost no time getting naked and using her vibrator to cum twice while reliving her experiences last weekend. She then studied for a while before dropping off into a dreamless sleep. Pam moved to sit next to David on the settee, both still reeling from Gabby's account of her Dungeon experiences. She moved closer to David. "Darling, I love you so much," she began, rubbing his cock through his trousers. "I love you too, sweetheart," replied David. "I'm so sorry that I've been such a lousy lover to you. I'm just glad that now we may have a way to improve the situation. It's amazing to me how our religious upbringing can still adversely affect our relationship, even though we both rejected that upbringing years ago, or we thought we had anyway. I certainly find some of these ideas challenging, but it's going to be great fun learning how to pleasure each other over the next few weeks and years." He moved his hand under Pam's skirt and felt her wetness through her panties. "I guess we can start by buying you some sexy knickers and clothes," he continued. "Maybe you should go shopping with Marcie, she always seems to be dressed in a slightly sexily provocative way." "That's a great idea," said Pam, pleased that David had raised it before she needed to ask. "You mean you've been ogling Marcie?" "No, not at all," replied David instinctively. "Then you'd better start so that you can feel sexy and come home so I can relieve your frustration." "Oh, OK then. What do you think of the skinny dipping parties they seem to have there?" asked David. "Well, now that I've had time to think about that, they sound fun. Would you be game to try?" "Only if you are," he replied with a twinkle in his eye. "Let's make our bedtime tea and head for bed." Pam and David showered separately, took their cups of tea to bed and, when there, started exploring each other. To begin with they were like nervous teens on a first date as they removed each other's night clothes and for the first time looked at each other naked in the light. "I never realised how beautiful you are," said David, cupping her breasts, "Really wonderful. For all these years I didn't know my wife was beautiful." Mixed Emotions Ch. 09 Ch 9: Pam and David Visit the Dungeon Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. 3. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order. -------------------------------------------- Marcie woke early, as was her habit, and quietly got out of bed, noticing Greg and Dana peacefully sleeping, cuddled together still. Her heart overflowed with love for them both. She just hoped that Dana would be able to lose her jealousy of Trudi and possessiveness of Todd so that she could enjoy multiple relationships without guilt or regret, both of which were absolutely useless emotions. Marcie showered then threw on her housecoat and went to the kitchen. Shortly afterwards Greg awoke and his stirring woke Dana. "Good morning, sweetheart, how did you sleep?" he asked. "Oh Daddy, I slept like a log. Thank you so much. I seem to have lost all my anger at Todd and no longer feel betrayed by him. I just hope he and Trudi have a wonderful first week together. I also really hope that he brings Trudi into our relationship," she grinned, "That way I'll get to punish her in the Dungeon as well as Todd." Greg smiled also. "I'm sure you'll think of some suitable punishment for both of them. Speaking of which, I guess Marcie will be thinking of something for me. Oh well, I'm sure I'll enjoy it." Greg gave Dana a kiss and fondled her cunt, feeling it was still sticky from their activities during the night. "Time to get up, "he said, "You need a shower before you leave." They both climbed out of bed, Dana went to her room and Greg showered and dressed for work. They met again in the kitchen for breakfast with Marcie. "So, you guys OK today?" she asked. "Yes, darling, I'm wonderful with my two best girls here." "Yes, Mom, just fine now. All those feelings of betrayal and jealousy have gone. I just feel love for Todd and Trudi and hope Todd brings Trudi into our relationship. That won't stop me punishing them both in the Dungeon, of course." "That would be great if he does bring Trudi into our polyamory group. Maybe you and Trudi can share Todd; your bed's big enough for three and then you can have lots of fun together," suggested Marcie. "Could we? I mean, would it be OK if both Todd and Trudi lived here, like, permanently?" "Well, we'd have to discuss it of course," Marcie looked at Greg and saw his almost imperceptible nod, "I'm sure we could work something out together. After all, I quite like being fucked by Todd and I'm sure that your Dad would like fucking Trudi," she grinned at Greg, "Go on, admit it, you'd just love to have another cunt sitting on your cock, wouldn't you?" Greg blushed slightly. "I cannot tell a lie, yes I would. I'm sure that any red blooded man would like to get into these young college kids. Let's just hope that she and Todd are willing to embrace the polyamory ideals and share. Although the way that Todd and Dana have worked things out already seems to indicate that there will be no problems with that." "Right," said Marcie, "It's time you were both out of here. Besides which I have things to do today. I wouldn't be at all surprised if I had another visit from Pam today now she's had a chance to talk to David. Have lovely days. See you both tonight for another pre-dinner swim, I guess." They all kissed each other goodbye for the day and Greg and Dana headed out. Marcie busied herself tidying the house, washing clothes and other mundane chores. David and Pam woke earlier than usual, maybe due to them being naked in bed or to them still cuddling each other as they had all night. "Good morning, darling," said Pam, "How did you sleep?" "Good morning honey, that would be the best sleep I've had in ages," he replied, "How did you sleep?" "Likewise. Out to it all night." They rolled together, kissing and cuddling, fondling each other. They both felt David's cock starting to rise when the alarm went off. "Dammit," he said, "Just as I was getting all aroused again." "Not like you to get aroused so soon after your release," commented Pam. "I'm sure it's your sexy bod that is affecting me," he replied, kissing her lips and nipples as he climbed out of bed. "Just have to wait till tonight, I guess." "Oooohhh, so you want it twice in a week," she said with a grin, "We'll have to see about that." They both laughed as he went for his shower while she dressed, looking with increasing distaste at the non-sexy clothes she had in her wardrobe. I must call Marcie and ask her to take me shopping, she thought. After breakfast together with Gabby, she kissed them goodbye and David and Gabby left for their day's activities while Pam looked at the phone, wondering when she should call Marcie. Todd and Trudi awoke as the sun was rising, casting a golden light into their cabin. They rolled together and embraced, looking into each other's eyes with love. They kissed sexily, both feeling Todd's cock rising to attention. "What's the time?" asked Trudi. "6.10," replied Todd, "Breakfast's at 7am. We'll need a shower first though." "I want a fuck before I have another shower," replied Trudi, rolling Todd onto his back and starting to masturbate his hard rod, with one hand while checking her cunt with the other, "I'm all wet for you. Stick it in me, big boy." She threw her leg over Todd and, sitting astride his hips she lined his cock up with her opening. Then she sat down hard, grimacing a little as his cock entered her love tunnel and filled it completely. She could feel the head of his cock pressed hard against her cervix, the lack of foreplay preventing her cunt from stretching to its full length. Still she stayed seated in the saddle, feeling the slight pain and noticing how that was translated into pleasure in her brain. So that's what Todd had been talking about with the Dungeon. Todd, felt his cock being fully engulfed by Trudi's voracious cunt. He also felt the pressure on his cock head. Slowly he started to move, lifting and lowering Trudi so that his cock entered and almost left each time. He felt his cock going deeper, the walls of her cunt rubbing on the sides of his cock to cause delicious friction, sending pulses of sensations through his body. He was close to cumming but wanted to take Trudi with him. Trudi moved in time with his rhythm, feeling his cock go deeper as her cunt relaxed and lengthened so that her clit was pounding against his pubic bone. She had her head back, eyes closed, soaking up the sensations rising from her cunt and clit. She was close, very close. She increased her speed and them – wham – it hit her, sending a jolt of lightning through her body as she came hard, biting the fleshy part of her hand to prevent her scream as the waves of passion engulfed her. Todd felt that she was ready; he was almost there, ready to spurt his cum against her cervix when Trudi went rigid, paralysed by the sensations hitting her, muffling her scream with her hand as she came. That pushed Todd over the edge and he filled her cunt with his hot sticky cum, ejaculating squirt after squirt into her clasping cunt as it milked his cock dry. After a few moments Trudi collapsed onto Todd, breathing heavily. "Oh, my darling, that was wonderful." "Absolutely," agreed Todd. "You were amazing to watch as you came." They lay together for a few more minutes then looked at the clock – 6.40. "Come on," said Todd, "We'll be late for breakfast." They quickly got out of bed and into the shower together, wishing they had more time to enjoy each other there, then dressed and headed to the dining room. They were five minutes late and received a few ribald comments, most of which were true, but they weren't saying anything verbally although their smiles said much. After breakfast they were briefed on the activities for the rest of the week. This area was a particularly rich area geologically containing uplifted sediments dating back to the dinosaurs and interspersed with layers of volcanic rock. So although the students had their own pet topics which they wished to research, this area catered for all their needs. The only stipulation was that they work in pairs for safety. Todd and Trudi were both interested in correlating volcanic eruptions with fossil evidence of dinosaur presence or absence so it was only natural that they made up a pair. Others were examining old lake beds, paleo-ripples in the lake floor and other such topics whose prime sites were in other directions from the camp. So Todd and Trudi told the lecturer what they were going to be doing and were given useful information and suggestions as well as a map and instructions that dinner was at 6pm. They made packed lunches, grabbed a backpack and went in search of their sites. The phone rang and Marcie answered it quickly. It was Pam, just checking if she was home and could she come over and have another chat? Yes, to both questions, so Pam arrived at the front door a few minutes later with a packet of biscuits for morning tea. Over a cup of tea in the conversation pit, Pam told Marcie about the previous evening. "I came on David's cock!" she exclaimed jubilantly. "It was so awesome. I just got him to slow down and stay inside me after he came. Wow." Marcie was very pleased for Pam. "Now that you've done it once, you'll be able to do it all the time," she said. "The first time is always most difficult because you have to train your body." "So today I would like it if you could take me shopping please so I can buy some sexy clothes like you wear." Marcie looked at the sheer housecoat she was still wearing. Pam continued. "Even that housecoat looks so sexy because it covers you but hides so little. So I want knickers, bras, sheer blouses, tight pants, split skirts, sexy night attire, well, actually, that's not necessary now because we slept in the nude last night." Pam blushed, much to Marcie's amusement. "That's great," said Marcie. "When we've finished how about we come back here and it will be time for a dip and laze in the pool. David could join us. I know that Greg, Dana and Gabby will be here also." "Thank you, that would be wonderful. I could also model the clothes here for David and Greg. I guess that I would need to buy a sexy swimsuit as well then." "Only if you want to," replied Marcie, "We all go skinny dipping so no suits required." "You swim together in the nude?" asked a shocked Pam. "Gabby as well?" "Oh yes, we've been doing this for a while now, yes, including Gabby." "Oh." Pam sat and thought about this for a while. "So that means that when we come here we'll need to be naked as well?" "Only if you want to be. No pressure at all, but be aware that everyone else will probably be nude so you and David would have to deal with that. I'm not enforcing a swimsuits only rule on everyone just to protect your sensibilities. Those are your problems." "OK, I guess I'll get used to it. Hope David does too. I guess I might get a skimpy bikini though to wear at other places." "Of course, we can certainly sort something out for you. What say we leave at about 10.30 and then we can have lunch in town and be back here about 3ish. I have a few things I need to buy in town also." "Great. Thanks for the tea. I'll see you then." Marcie and Pam hugged each other and Pam left. The shopping trip was a huge success. Pam was very open to Marcie's suggestions, trying on her clothes with the help of Marcie in the changing room with her. She ended up with some very sexy thong knickers, a few half-cup bras, a couple of almost transparent blouses, a selection of skirts with splits up the sides and front, some reaching just below her knees but most were mid-thigh length, with one that was only about one inch decent, a pair of jeans that she looked like she was poured into, a couple of pairs of high cut shorts, high enough so that she had to be careful that her pussy hair was tucked away, and a mauve and yellow striped brief bikini held together with strings – "Easier to remove when it's wet" said Pam smiling. Marcie visited a few shops and came home with some packages which she refused to describe to Pam, saying that they were Dungeon toys and she would see them soon enough if she visited the Dungeon again. They arrived home at 3.15, Marcie going to prepare some snacks for the pool evening and dinner while Pam went to change into her bikini and pool wrap to impress David when he returned home, leaving the remainder of the clothes in the spare room for the show later. They agreed that the pool party, as it had become, would take place at about 4.30 and that dinner would be served so there was no need to go home until late. Marcie hinted that it might be a good time to introduce David to the Dungeon, which Pam agreed to with alacrity. Todd and Trudi spent an interesting morning hiking around the hills, examining many sites of interest, finding fossils and other evidence of past environments and cataclysms. Around lunchtime they came upon a beautiful secluded lake surrounded by forest. "Feel like a swim before lunch?" asked Todd. "Ooohhh yes. That sounds wonderful." So they dropped their backpacks, stripped off and dived in. The water was quite cold so they swam for a few minutes then waded back to dry land. "I'm glad he's not that small all the time," said Trudi, looking at Todd's shrunken cock. "Yeah, me too. Maybe he needs some stretching exercises do you think?" "Hmmmm, that could be arranged." Trudi took Todd's hand and led him into a sunny clearing with soft dry moss on the ground. She knelt down and took Todd's cock completely into her mouth, sucking and slurping at his tiny organ. The warmth and stimulation had an instant effect, causing his cock to swell in a few moments to a respectable size again. Trudi continued sucking and tonguing Todd's cock until she had difficulty getting more than the head into her mouth. "Try pushing it to the back of your mouth, at the top of your throat and then sort of swallow as you would if it was food," suggested Todd. Trudi tried this and was surprised how easily she was able to slowly feed more cock down her throat. She had to move it out again to breathe, and then deep-throated him once again. Todd felt the soft silky feel of Trudi's mouth and throat enveloping his cock, the swallowing movements of her throat massaging the head and sides and he felt that familiar stirring in his balls as he approached his orgasm. "Oh, darling, I'm going to cum," he warned her, expecting her to remove his cock from her mouth. Instead she pulled it out a small distance, took a large breath of air, and then swallowed it again. The sensations were too intense; Todd could hold on no longer. "Aaaaarrrrrggggghhhh, I'm cumming!" he exclaimed as he shot pulses of cum juice deep into Trudi's throat. Trudi kept swallowing, drinking all of his cum and sucking his cock dry. She removed it from her mouth and smiled up at him, licking the last drops from her lips. "Ooohh, I do like the taste of cum," she said, "Especially yours, so sweet and yummy." Todd was amazed. "Have you done that before?" he asked, "Swallowed cum, I mean." "Yes, one boyfriend I had really wanted me to fuck him but I was waiting for you so I would suck him off. That used to keep him happy and me a virgin. Your cum tastes a lot better than his ever did though." Todd knelt down in front of Trudi. "Thank you, darling," he whispered as they kissed deeply and fondled each other. "Do you feel horny? Should I fuck you or rub your clit or anything?" "No, I'm fine thanks. I just wanted to make certain that your tiny cock still worked after its experience in cold water. However, I'll expect you to make it up to me tonight." They cuddled together for a few more minutes before eating lunch and then retrieving their clothes and dressing, after which they continued with their exploration and sample collecting, working out possible chronologies for the stratigraphic layers of rocks and the fossils they contained. In the late afternoon they headed back to camp for dinner. Dana came home at about 4pm, changed out of her clothes and, naked carrying a towel, headed for the pool, giving Marcie a hug on the way through the kitchen. "Hi darling," said Marcie. "Pam and David will be coming over for a swim soon. Do you need some sort of cover just so you don't offend them straight off?" "No, if they wish to take offence that's fine by me," replied Dana carelessly, "Gabby'll be over soon as well and I'm sure she'll be naked too. How long before Pam and David are naked do you think?" "Well, they're new to all this and I think Pam has lost some of her prudishness, but I know she'll be showing off her new bikini and will want David to remove it, so I guess it will take about 5 minutes or so for her; David may take a little longer." "Yeah, I figure that too," agreed Dana, grabbing a bottle of water and heading outside. Marcie watched her walk across the deck, admiring the lithe fluid movements of her youthful body and wondering how she would feel next to her in bed. Hmmm, maybe that would be an interesting development. She hadn't thought of herself as bisexual before, but who knows? She wondered for a moment whether Dana would be in their bed tonight. The doorbell rang, taking her out of her reverie. "Hi Marcie," said Gabby when the door opened. "Is Dana home yet?" "Yes, she's just gone out to the pool. Come in. I'm sure Dana's itching to tell you lots of news. She needs someone like you to talk to as she's taking the fact that Todd's away very hard. You'll hear all about it I have no doubt." "Thanks. I'll go see her now." Marcie watched Gabby walk across to the naked Dana at the far side of the pool and strip off her pool wrap before lying down on a recliner chair next to Dana. They're so good for each other, she thought, makes my life a lot easier as I have to spend less time picking up emotional pieces when Dana has a meltdown, like yesterday. A short time later Greg arrived home, kissed and hugged Marcie, headed to their bedroom and returned wearing swim shorts. "Pam and David are coming over for a swim, snacks and dinner," informed Marcie. "Pam and I went shopping today and she bought a new wardrobe including a hot bikini which she will no doubt wear initially this afternoon. I am going to try to get her and David naked on the deck like the rest of us. I think Pam will be open to it but you may need to encourage David a bit." "Oh, OK, I'll see what I can do. I see the girls are naked already." "Yes, and Dana is quite unconcerned about the whole thing. I suggested that she might want to have something there to cover herself when they arrive but she wasn't interested. Said that they could take offence if they wished. Oh well, guess it's time I got into something less covering as well." Greg made some iced lemonade and took that outside in the shade while Marcie went to change, returning wearing her pool wrap which actually hid very little. A few moments later the doorbell rang and Marcie went to greet Pam and David. "We couldn't come empty handed so we brought a few beers and some cheese and crackers," said David, giving Marcie an approving once-over scan. "Are we over-dressed?" he asked. Marcie noted that he was wearing shirt and trousers and was carrying a towel which may have had his swim shorts inside. Pam was far less formal, wearing her new bikini with a pool wrap over top, but she also had a coat over that for modesty as she walked between the houses, Marcie assumed. Mixed Emotions Ch. 09 "Pam's almost fine, just needs to lose the coat," replied Marcie, "But you look way over dressed. Come in and get changed. Pool attire is normally bare skin but as you're new to the idea you can wear swim shorts to start with if you wish." "Oh," David replied, blushing while he tried to get a better view of Dana and Gabby on the far side. "Is there somewhere I can change then?" Marcie showed him to her bedroom, pointing out the bathroom as they passed, and then took Pam outside. She quickly stripped off her coat and wrap. "Hi Pam," greeted Greg, "Good to see you here." He cast a quick eye over Pam, liking what he saw and hoping he'd get to see more soon. "Great to be here, Greg. The water looks inviting on a hot day like today." "Grab yourself a recliner and make yourself at home," replied Greg. "Marcie and I will be over in a few minutes." A short time later David emerges dressed in swim shorts and walks over to Pam. "Wow, who's been shopping?" he asks, eyeing her in her new brief bikini. "I haven't seen you look that hot before." "Marcie took me shopping today," she replied, "Wait till you see what else I bought." She grinned. "So what brought about all this then?" "Well, it's all part of our sexual awakening. We've been far too prudish for far too long. So we're going to change. Now, as you know Marcie told us the pool dress is bare skin. You'll undoubtedly have noticed Dana and Gabby over there sunbathing and chatting quite naturally wearing bare skin. I'm sure that Marcie and Greg don't want to be wearing anything for very long. So your task in the next few minutes is to remove this bikini and also get out of your swim shorts." This took David by complete surprise. He considered his options for a few moments. What the hell, he thought, it's only skin. "OK," he said, "Sounds good to me. Sit forward so I can undo your top." She did, he did, then he removed the cups over her breasts as she lay back down. Thinking that he may as well push the limits, he bent down and kissed each of Pam's nipples. "Oooohhh, that's nice. You can do that anytime you like loverboy. Now undo and remove my bottoms please." David pulled the strings on both sides, undoing the knots, and then peeled the front off and eased the back out as Pam lifted her hips. "Thank you, darling," Pam purred. "Now come over here a bit closer please." David moved closer and quickly Pam reached out, grabbed both sides of his shorts and pulled them down to his ankles, holding them there. "Now step out of them." David did, his semi-hard cock waving as he moved. He was shocked standing naked in public with other people present. Then he felt a wave of freedom wash over him, feeling the air moving gently past his skin, he lost his embarrassment. It was only skin on a body and everyone had one. He turned, found a recliner and lay down on his back, feeling the sun caress his body in places it had never seen before. "I see why people do this," he said, "It really feels great." "I totally agree," replied Pam, "The sense of freedom is awesome. No wonder people say it's healthy." Dana and Gabby had watched the procedure, Dana was unsurprised, Gabby was amazed. "My staid parents sunbathing in the nude with other people? No way. They don't even see each other naked, let alone be naked in public," she said. "Well, around here people seem to change a lot," replied Dana. "Maybe it's because they feel they have permission to do this and that nobody cares if they do or not." Greg and Marcie came out, having watched what had happened from the kitchen window. "I see we're the overdressed ones now," commented Greg, setting down a tray of cheese and crackers. "Time to get naked." While he removed his swim shorts, Marcie set down the snacks she was carrying and removed her pool wrap, leaving them both completely nude. David couldn't take his eyes off Marcie's landing strip. "Hey Pam, are you going to have your hair styled like that as well?" he asked her. "If you want to and if you're willing to do it. I think Greg can help with instructions and equipment. He did Marcie's and Dana has hers completely bare. Maybe you'd like me like that too?" Marcie called out to Dana. "Dana, sweetheart, can you come over and show David your bare pussy please." Dana walked over to David, swinging her hips in an exaggerated manner. "You like what you see, sailor?" drawled Dana. David was blushing furiously, partly from having a naked girl with a bare pussy standing a few inches from him, partly from being examined closely while naked by that girl, partly from the obvious sexual innuendo of Dana's question and partly from the very obvious and unintended response of his cock to harden and stand to attention. "Um, yes, I do like what I see," he replied, hesitantly, "Very much indeed. I guess that's pretty obvious to you now. May I touch it please?" "Yes it is pretty obvious," she replied, "You may certainly touch it if I can touch your cock." Oh well, what the hell, thought David. "Yes, you may touch my cock if you wish." Dana took another step towards David, standing with her legs apart, and reached out to touch his rigid pole, tracing her fingers lightly up the underside, back down again, gripping it and masturbating it a few times before reaching underneath to cup his balls. Meanwhile David reached out and stroked the short stubble on her almost bare pussy, reaching down to rub his fingers over and between her lips. "Maybe later, perhaps, if you're very good, you'll get to sample the wares," said Dana coquettishly as she turned away. She walked back to Gabby, both girls grinning widely. David was flabbergasted; did Dana really mean what she said? Would she really let him fuck her later he wondered. Pam looked questioningly at Marcie who simply shrugged her shoulders. Oh hell, what have I started here, thought Pam. Marcie and Greg sat down alongside David and Pam. Greg poured a glass of wine for each of the ladies and opened a beer each for David and himself. He then took a couple of glasses of cool lemonade over to the girls, giving them a wink as he handed them over. Greg spoke quietly to Dana. "Dana, you really embarrassed David before. Just go a bit easy with him and Pam, we don't want to scare them off." "But his cock was so lovely and he was so turned on I just couldn't help myself," she laughed quietly. "I really want him to fuck me tonight or soon anyway. I'm really feeling horny at present 'cos I've been telling Gabby about the past few days. I told her what a great fuck you are too and I think she wants you to fuck her sometime after Chris." Greg looked at Gabby who was blushing furiously. He noticed the wetness glistening between her legs and knew that she was really turned on. "Is that so, Gabby. Well, when you're ready so am I, but remember the polyamory rules – Chris and Marcie will both have to agree first." Gabby looked at Greg and smiled. "I'll see what I can do, Greg. Thank you. Dana told me how loving and gentle you are so I certainly want to experience that for myself." Greg returned to the adults and sat down again next to Marcie, who was telling Pam and David about polyamory, the Dungeon, the rules, the philosophies behind the punishments that happened there. David was totally flabbergasted, never having heard of these concepts before. Having already seen and experienced some of the pleasures of the Dungeon, Pam was far less amazed, but even so, was still fascinated by the whole concept and certainly eager to experience other pleasures in that room. Time passed pleasantly with everyone becoming less tense about being naked in company. Time for a swim. Greg offered his hand to Marcie. "Want to come swimming with me, darling?" Marcie took his hand and the strolled to the pool, diving in when they reached the edge. They swam a few lengths and then rested against the edge at the far side. "I think that Pam and David are really keen to have a Dungeon session," said Marcie. "Do you want to have one tonight? It would have to be short because you and Dana have work and school tomorrow." "Yes, we could do that. Isn't Marcie modelling her new outfits tonight? Would that be a good lead in?" "I'd forgotten that. Yes, it would. We'd better get out and organise dinner then." They swam to the near end and hoisted themselves out, telling the others that dinner was in 20 minutes so they had time for a swim before then. They also said there was no need to dress for dinner, naked was fine, and after dinner Pam was going to model her new purchases from today. While Marcie organised the salad and checked the roast in the oven, Greg laid the table and opened another bottle of wine. By the time everything was ready the others arrived and sat on their towels on the chairs to eat dinner. Conversation was animated and they made short work of the delicious food that Marcie had prepared. The main course was followed by fresh fruit and ice cream, after which they cleared the table into the dishwasher and gravitated to the lounge for Pam's show. Marcie helped Pam in an adjacent bedroom, making certain that the she looked great and choreographing each appearance briefly. Pam walked out in a bright red skirt that came just below the knees, split up the front to a few inches below her crotch, with a silky, translucent cream blouse through which was clearly visible her half cup bra supporting her breasts, and four inch black heels. She walked with confidence, pirouetting at the end of her catwalk, before standing with her legs apart to show off the split, then undoing the buttons on her blouse to show off her bra. She then returned to the bedroom for a quick change. "Wow," said David, "I've never seen her wear anything like that before. That's really tasteful and sexy in an understated way." "Yes," agreed Greg, "You certainly couldn't think of that as being dowdy or frumpish. It would turn heads anywhere." A few minutes later Pam reappeared wearing a tight black skirt that came a few inches above her knees, a white almost fully see-through blouse with a black jacket over it which hid most of her tiny bra. When she sat down in this outfit the skirt rode well above her knees and as she turned they could clearly see the white crotch of her thong panties. She flashed them again as she removed her jacket, exposing her nipples and upper breasts lying on a very brief half cup bra. Both men wolf whistled, appreciating the sexiness of the outfit and guessing that there would be not a great deal of work done in an office that employed her as secretary. "She'd probably end up as the boss's PA very quickly, I should think," commented Greg. David agreed, adding "I don't know what's come over her. Is this the real Pam that Marcie's let loose or is she just acting?" "I think this is the real Pam but she has been hiding behind a lot of useless rules, beliefs and prejudices until now. I'd say that you're in for a helluva ride over the next few weeks." "Sounds fun." Dana and Gabby were also both amazed at the changes in Pam's wardrobe and her demeanour. They also commented on the sexiness of the outfits and exchanged ideas for what they would like to buy also. Pam's next offering was a very short, frilly orange skirt that came about one inch below her crotch. Above this was a transparent tied top, with the knot at about navel level and an elongated vee from her shoulders to that level between her breasts, which were clearly visible through the fabric, and white and gold thong sandals on her feet. As she flounced across the stage she made certain that the watchers could see her black thong which covered very little of her lower attributes especially when she bent over facing away from the audience. More wolf whistles from the onlookers with both Greg and David sporting semi-hard cocks. Pam followed this with a pair of jeans that were so tight they looked like they were painted on. You could clearly see her pussy lips bulging each side of the crotch seam; clearly she wore no panties. With the jeans she wore a tight lycra top with no bra underneath as her hard nipples were very obvious. The next offering was a pair of shorts cut very high and again very tight so that her pussy lips were clearly visible. The top she wore with this was again braless and tied just below the breasts to leave her midriff bare to the low-cut waistband. Pam's final offering was her bikini, which she had worn earlier, covered in a sheer pool wrap. She walked out with this on, removed the wrap, then did a striptease, asking David to remove the top and a few moments later giving Greg the honour of removing the bottoms. She then stayed naked and joined the group, with Marcie rejoining them as well. "I can't get over my normally frumpy wife buying and wearing outfits as sexy as those," said an astonished David. "Well, I hope they turn you on," replied Pam, "I expect a lot of sex from you in future. You'll note there was no night wear – we're not wearing any from now on. I sent all my nighties and your pajamas to the Salvation Army." "Sounds good to me," replied an enthusiastic David, grabbing Pam and sitting her on his knee. "Did you want to start now?" "Whenever you're ready, cowboy. I'm looking forward to getting you into the Dungeon. Is it that time now?" she asked Marcie. "Yes, let's do it. Bring your drinks and the remaining nibbles and let's go." After dinner Todd and Trudi joined the other students and lecturer around a fire under the stars. It was a beautiful warm moonless night and the cheery glow from the fire caused a very relaxed atmosphere. They chatted, first about the work they had been doing during the day, then it became more personal, each sharing a bit about themselves. Todd was lying on the grass with Trudi's head pillowed on his stomach, his hand idly resting on her breast when there was a lull in the conversation and one student asked Trudi why she and Todd had waited so long to hitch up when it was clear that they wanted to be a couple for the past two years. Trudi replied that she and Todd first met at school when they were about 12. They had hung out together as teenagers and she had really wanted them to be each other's first when they turned 18. However, Todd had already met the love of his life, Dana, when he was about 9 and she was 7. As they grew up together so their love did too until when they were teens she made him promise to wait for her until she was 18 and they could legally make love and take each other's virginity. Such was their love for each other that they had each made that promise to the other and so Trudi said that reluctantly she was too late. However, she also loved Todd dearly and if she couldn't be his first, then she was determined to be his second. Todd then added that last weekend Dana turned 18 and they had spent a wonderful weekend together. Now it was Trudi's turn and this week trip fitted the bill perfectly. Unknown to him, Trudi had arranged double accommodation for them. "Ah, so that's why Trudi was so keen to organise the accommodation on this trip," said the lecturer. "Yes, that's right," replied Trudi, "I wasn't letting this opportunity escape. I was really concerned, however, that Todd would still be mesmerised by Dana after spending the weekend with her but I needn't have worried, he's just wonderful." She sat up and smiled down at Todd. "He has certainly lived up to expectations," she continued, bending down to give him a kiss. "So, hang on a bit," said one of the students who had a partner in the group, "What happens when you go home? How does this story end? Are you two staying together and it's bye bye Dana, or do you, Todd, go back to Dana and it's bye bye Trudi? "Well," begins Todd, "The short answer is neither. I haven't run this past Trudi yet but have you heard of polyamory?" There were a couple of nods but most shook their heads. Todd then went on to expand on the principles of polyamory, explaining that you could love two or more people without decreasing your love for any one person. "Love is infinite. It's not like money or even air, which are finite, there is always enough, always more than enough. So you can love two people and the three of you live together quite happily." One of the students wanted to know that if this was sexual love and one guy was servicing two females, wouldn't he run out? There was a bit of laughter at this question but Todd treated it seriously. "Your body makes what it needs. Certainly if you are sexually active with several women the quantity of sperm drops off a bit, but so long as love is there, there will be arousal and that can end in ejaculation. At least that's what I've found after the past few days filled with a huge amount of sexual activity. What does occur is the maturity of the sperm is not so great so if we were trying for a baby," he smiled at Trudi, "It would pay to limit the amount of sex to allow the sperm to mature." One of the women there said "So when you return home you and Trudi will stay together and you'll invite Dana to visit, or do you live with Dana and invite Trudi to visit? If I was either Dana or Trudi I'd be really pissed off that I didn't have you to myself." "That is a natural reaction in a culture where the ego is so predominant. People feel that they have to possess something rather than simply have it available. So if your boyfriend had sex with another woman..." "I'd probably kill him," interrupted the student, "And her". "Exactly my point," replied Todd. "Why would you do that?" "Because he's mine and nobody else's." "So he is your possession and therefore you must be in control of what he does?" "Well, not really, but yes, I guess so now that you put it like that." "So what if you could love him enough so that you could set him free? There is an old saying 'If you love something, set it free; if it returns then it's yours, if it doesn't, it never was.' Could that not apply to sexual relations?" "Well, maybe, but I'd like to know that my boyfriend or husband was there in my bed for me, not gallivanting around chasing every bit of tail that gave him a second glance." "So what if your boyfriend was in bed with you every night, but there was another woman in bed with you both also? Would that meet your criteria?" "What? You want me to sleep in the same bed as my rival? That's ridiculous. It could never happen. I guess that when he was having it off with her he'd expect me to watch too." "Yes, of course," replied Todd in a more moderate tone that she had used, "And not just watch but maybe participate in the love making as well. After all, you love him, do you not? Therefore wouldn't you want sex to be the best possible experience for him? Or would you be so tied up in yourself that you want to limit his experience of love to include only you and see anyone else who wants to help your partner be happy as a rival?" The female student had no reply to this so remained silent. Everyone digested what they had heard, intelligent enough to realise the logic in Todd's argument even though it went against predominant cultural and societal mores. Eventually someone asked "How do you feel about that, Trudi?" "I am so looking forward to meeting Dana," she replied. "I don't know what will happen in the future but I know I will love Dana completely. Anyone to whom Todd was willing to make the promise he did must be a very special person. If Todd and Dana will allow me to share their bed with them I will consider it a huge honour and will be exceptionally grateful. If they do not, then I hope that Dana will allow me to continue to share Todd with her whenever she allows. If neither of these and I never see Todd again after this week, then I will have five days of beautiful memories to remember all my life." Mixed Emotions Ch. 09 The group were stunned by her reply. Todd leant over and gave her a kiss. "Thank you, my darling. That was an amazing reply. I am certain that Dana feels the same way and I am extremely hopeful that we can live together as a threesome." "So Todd, does Dana know that you and Trudi are sleeping together this week?" asked another student. "Absolutely. Once Trudi confessed to her arrangements on our trip out here I phoned Dana and told her the situation and asked if she would permit me to have sex with Trudi. She said that was fine." "Just like that, no catches, having to pay anything back, no grudges, nada?" asked another student. "Well, it wasn't quite as easy as that. Under the terms of our unwritten polyamory agreement," he looked at Trudi, "An agreement that Trudi and I will also have to make if she is to come into the polyamory relationship, I have to ask permission from Dana before I have sex with anyone else. She may not withhold her agreement unreasonably, in other words, she has to give permission unless there is some very real and pressing reason not to. I can't give an example because I can't think of a reason why I would not allow her, or Trudi for that matter, to have sex with someone else. However, the person being asked is allowed to make one reasonable condition. In this case Dana needed to know that birth control would be used. Once that assurance was given, then she gave permission. However, there is always a price. Dana's parents have a Dungeon in their basement with some devilishly clever bits of apparatus for applying sexual torture. Dana and I spent a lot of last weekend in that room and in retrospect it was really fun, although I did freak out when I thought my mock castration was for real for a few moments." The students laughed or grinned at this possibility. "So whenever a person asks permission then the person being asked has the right to impose a punishment on the person asking. So I know I am in for a punishment this weekend. Definitely worth it, though," he said, smiling at Trudi again. "The other thing that happened while I was talking with Dana was that she asked if she could have sex with another guy during the week if she got horny thinking about Trudi and I together. I agreed to that; well, it wasn't reasonable for me not to, was it? The other thing we agreed upon with our polyamory agreement is that when we next meet for a sexual encounter, the person who asked permission will give graphic and intimate details of their encounter with the other person. So this weekend I have to look forward to being punished by Dana, punishing Dana, telling her all the details of Trudi and me for the week and hearing details of her sexual adventures for the week. It should be a great weekend." Much of what Todd had said so frankly to the group was news to Trudi. She wondered, for example, what Todd would be telling Dana about their sex for the week. However, she didn't have any grave concerns because everyone in the family seemed to be so open to anything sexual that it was easy to just accept that the truth would be told without embellishment or falsehoods being required. She felt a great sense of freedom being associated with a group that was so open and non-judgemental. One of the attached guys spoke up. "So, Todd, if Trudi, you, my girl Lyn here and I entered into a polyamory agreement now, could we swap partners tonight?" "Maybe it's not that easy," replied Trudi, pre-empting Todd's reply, "There would have to be agreement by all parties involved." "So assuming there was that agreement, could we then swap partners tonight?" "In theory, yes," said Todd, answering the question at last, "But I speak for myself when I say that I intend to sleep with Trudi tonight provided that Trudi does not choose another partner herself. Obviously, I cannot speak for her, she may want to sleep with you or not, that is entirely her choice. One of the things about polyamory is that the freedom to choose to do something impacts on other people and so can only be made by taking into account the desires of everyone concerned." Trudi was quick to add, "Good try, but no thank you. This week I'm a one person person and that person is Todd. Not that I'm ruling out the suggestion in future, just not now." "OK," replied the guy who asked the question, "Just interested in your response. I'll probably get hell all night from Lyn for even thinking the question, let alone asking it." Todd added, "Remember what we said about possessing a person. If Lyn feels that she possesses you that is the only reason why she'd give you hell for your question. If she was interested in ensuring your happiness because she loved you that much, then there would be no reason to give you anything except love." The group went silent for a few minutes as they thought about the implications of what they learned tonight. Todd and Trudi decide to go star watching. "If you'll excuse us, we're going star watching," said Trudi, "It's rare to get such a clear, moonless night especially in the light-polluted cities we live in so we're going to make the most of it." "Breakfast at 7am," reminded the lecturer, "If you get lost we'll send a search party tomorrow. Goodnight." "Goodnight all," replied Todd as they left. They walked away, arms around each other, until they found a clearing away from the camp lights. They sat down and waited while their eyes became accustomed to the dark. "What an interesting discussion," said Trudi. "Do you really think there's a chance that Dana you and I can all live together in peaceful, sexy harmony?" "It is my fondest dream," replied Todd. "I can think of nothing that would be closer to heaven than to have the two most wonderful women in the world in bed with me. Even apart from the sex, just having you two living with me in the same house would be fantastic. I just can't wait for you to meet Dana; she's fabulous. You'll get on together like wildfire." "At present I think it would also be heavenly. I wonder if it will happen? Where would we live, do you think?" "Dana mentioned that her parents have allowed her to move out of her small bedroom and into the guest suite with a large bed. Hopefully we could all live there, at least temporarily. She did say that she expected me to go and live there with her, obviously she didn't invite you at that stage though. Her parents are wonderful. It was they who started this polyamory thing. They have a great pool at their place too – everyone lazes around the pool and swims naked. In fact from when I arrived to when I left I can't remember wearing any clothes at all. I probably did, but if so it would only be a pair of boxer shorts. Marcie, Dana's mother, thinks she's well-dressed if she's wearing a see-through pool wrap that comes down to only just cover her pussy. She even answers the door like that. I have never met a family that is so totally uninhibited about nudity and sex. I do hope you can stay with them this weekend. I'd love to get you into the Dungeon," he gave her an anticipatory smile, "I wonder how I would torture you first," he mused. "Why would you want to torture me at all," asked Trudi, horrified at the thought. "After a while pain is transformed into pleasure by your brain. Mild torture, the kind that doesn't leave any marks and is certainly not permanent, enhances sexual feeling so you cum very much harder. While sex is fantastic with you this week, I sometimes wonder what it would be like with a little painful pleasure added in. You'll have to experience it yourself to fully understand." "Oh, well, I do trust you sweetheart so if that's what you want then that's what we'll do. I assume I have equal rights to torture you, don't I?" "Of course darling, I'm looking forward to that. Now, look at those stars. Aren't they awesome?" "They are. I love you so much, honey. Let's just lie here for a while together and watch the stars." They lay there for an hour, watching the stars, identifying those they knew, and then they headed back to their cabin, showered together and climbed into bed to make gentle, sweet love before dropping off to sleep in each other's arms. They entered the Dungeon and placed their drinks and trays of snacks on the tables. David, in particular, was curious as this was his first visit. He wandered over to the equipment and had a look but that didn't satisfy his curiosity because he had no idea what it was for or how it worked. However, he was keen to know what Gabby had been on here. "When you came here, Gabby, what did you do?" Gabby blushed a little at the thought of telling her father what happened here. So she kept it as simple as possible. "I was tied to this machine," indicating the stepper, "And had to step to keep myself up at a certain height. If I stepped too slowly I would sink down and then my pussy would rub on the rope between my legs that was supported on the machine and a stand over here," she said, indicating where the stand had been placed. "Oh. So did the rope hurt your pussy?" "Oh yes, it sure did. I couldn't keep stepping for the 30 minutes and eventually I was more or less just resting on the rope as it pressed into my pussy. It really hurt to begin with but then the pain sort of turned me on and I came." "Oh," replied her father, "So you enjoyed it? Would you do it again?" "Absolutely I enjoyed it, though mainly in retrospect rather than when it was happening. Yes, I would do it again." "So what did you do when you were here?" he asked turning to Pam. Pam also blushed. "I came – twice," she said in a small voice. "I wasn't tortured or anything, I just received a wonderful massage and came. It was fantastic. Remember, it was the first time I had experienced an orgasm. Yes, I would certainly do it again, although I prefer to cum on your cock now." It was David's turn to blush. "I'm sorry," he said, placing his arm around Pam's waist and giving her a gentle kiss. "That's OK," replied Pam, "Sometime I'll get to punish you for all those years without an orgasm. Marcie, what would you recommend?" "Hmmm, I think a bit of ball stretching would be a good idea. It certainly sorted out Greg and Todd when we stretched their balls. Come over here, David." David followed Marcie to the ram set in the floor while Marcie got the correct attachment and gear from the cupboard. "Now, the one thing we do have to do before we start is to allocate a safe word. David, what safe word should we have tonight? The idea is that it must be a word which we won't use in any other context and we've been using fruit and vegetable names so far. So what is tonight's word?" "Asparagus would be a good one." "Right, asparagus it is. So if anyone says asparagus then whatever is happening at that time to that person stops immediately and the person is completely released as quickly as possible. The other thing is that until Gabby turns 18 in a few days' time she cannot be fucked. In fact last time we had a non-penetration policy with her, which didn't stop her masturbating with a vibrator. Right, David, you're on first. Come over here. While I'm setting David up, Greg, can you please organise something for Pam. Dana and Gabby, I'm sure you can find something to occupy your time. There are a few new things in the cupboard you might like to try." Marcie set up the ball stretching attachment to the ram and fastened David in the hand loops. She then attached the device to his balls, ensuring that the circulation was not cut off, and took it down to two pounds tension. David felt his balls being pulled down but so far it was not painful, mainly just uncomfortable. "Now, that's two pounds tension. Greg went to 9 pounds the other day and Todd went to seven, but then a quick burst to nine before being released. So ten pounds is your target tonight. Let's see how you go. I'll take it to five pounds for you." She lowered the ram a little, watching the gauge until it reached five pounds. David was sweating by now and was obviously quite uncomfortable. "OK, that's five pounds. I'll leave you at that for a few minutes so your balls can get accustomed to it. I notice your cock seems to be enjoying it though," she gave his cock a few rubs, "Nice and hard just as I like them." David grimaced at the movement of his cock but had to admit that this was turning him on. She wandered over to see what Greg had organised for Pam. Greg had Pam on the frame, her wrists and ankles were fastened in the loops and she was spread-eagled. He was setting up the vacuum cups for her breasts and pussy. "The pussy one may not work so well with the pussy hair. You'll probably have to use lots of lube to stop the air getting in," she told him. "OK, thanks. I did wonder about that." Marcie had a look to see what Gabby and Dana were up to. They had obviously been into the cupboard and had found some of the new pieces of equipment that Marcie had purchased. Dana had Gabby lying on the bed, tied at wrists and ankles to the corner attachments, feet widely spread, and was in the process of attaching the spring clips Marcie had bought to her nipples. Gabby had her eyes closed, face screwed up in pain, as the clips bit into her sensitive parts. "Dana, just note the time for those," said Marcie, "They may cut off her circulation so only leave them on for 15 minutes maximum." "OK Mom, thanks," acknowledged Dana. Marcie then returned to David whose balls had by now stretched a little further downwards and reduced the tension on them. Marcie increased the tension to 9 pounds causing David to moan in pain as he felt the weight pulling inside his abdomen. Getting a handful of oil, Marcie started masturbating David's cock for real, watching him closely for signs that he was approaching orgasm. After a few minutes of this she checked the gauge and adjusted the tension upwards again to 9 pounds. She then checked on Pam, who by now had suction cups on her breasts, which had swollen to fill the cups. Greg was in the process of applying the pussy cup. "Marcie, can you hold this here please while I open the suction valve. I need two hands to hold it in place because of the hair so it makes it difficult." Marcie turned on the suction as Greg held the cup in place and they were rewarded with the sight of Pam's clit and pussy being sucked into the cup. Pam was grimacing, watching her pussy anxiously as it enlarged to almost fill the cup completely. Marcie turned off the valve and Greg removed the tube and turned the pump off. "How are you going, Pam?" asked Marcie. "The pain is wearing off fortunately. My breasts seem to be going numb, which is quite a relief. I guess my pussy will as well." Marcie checked on David. The gauge was down to eight pounds so Marcie increased it to 10 without telling David. David immediately started groaning. "Oh no, don't, not more, that's too much, oh no, reduce the tension, please, please." Marcie noted that there was no safe word so told him he had another five minutes at that tension then she would masturbate him until he cums. She watched Greg continue Pam's torture. He went behind Pam, taking the multi-tailed whip from the cupboard. Whack! Pam screamed, feeling the relatively gentle stroke of the whip across her arse cheeks. Whack! Another also gentle stroke from the other side. Each stroke set the cups jiggling, further torturing her breasts and pussy. "How were those strokes?" asked Greg. "They stung at first but the pain soon receded," replied Pam. "Were they hard strokes?" "No, they were quite soft and gentle. Do you want some hard strokes?" "A bit harder but not too hard please." Greg gave her a quick succession of 10 more strokes on her back, arse and backs of her thighs, starting gently and becoming harder. By the end of that Pam was crying. "Ooohh, those last few were so painful," she sobbed, "I don't want any more like that. But then again, a part of me accepted those as being exactly what I want. It is so freeing to be whipped and helpless because it's not as though I can do anything about it. Please beat me some more." Greg listened to the confused words that Pam spoke and was unsure what to do next. He went to see Marcie. Marcie was watching David's tension gauge, increasing the tension to maintain a pull of 10 pounds as his balls slowly lowered. David was writhing in pain, obviously concerned for his manhood. "Be careful, Marcie, it feels like you're ripping them off," he said. "I'm keeping the tension at 10 pounds. As your balls stretch I need to increase the tension. I'm certain that 10 pounds won't rip them off. There's a video online of a guy lifting 440 pounds with his cock and balls. Anyway, it's time you came. That'll take your mind off the weight." Greg mentioned what Pam had said and Marcie smiled, telling Greg to continue with moderately hard strokes. She added that Pam obviously enjoyed her pain, but to make certain it was not so hard that it broke the skin. Marcie coated her hand with lubricant and started masturbating David, feeling him respond to her touch. "That's right," she cooed in his ear, "Just relax and enjoy." Marcie looked over to the bed to see how Dana was getting on with Gabby. Dana had found a thin cane in the cupboard and was tapping Gabby's clit with this, causing Gabby to gasp and writhe in a combination of lust and pain. Good girl Dana, thought Marcie. As she watched Dana changed her position, resting the cane on Gabby's clit while kneeling on the rest of the cane. She then lifted the end resting on the clit a couple of inches, bending the cane, and then released it. "Oooowwww!" yelled Gabby, "That really hurt." She was quiet for a few moments, recovering, then said to Dana, "Do it some more please." Wow, thought Marcie, both Pam and Gabby are real pain sluts. This should be fun. She continued masturbating David, increasing the tension slightly to return it to 10 pounds. She had a look at his stretched ball sac. Hmmmm, I've got a ball stretcher in the cupboard, maybe I should fit that now and he can wear it for the rest of the evening. She stopped masturbating his cock, collected the longest ball stretcher she could find and fitted that around his stretched sac. There, she thought, that should give him something to think about even after she released the tension. She then resumed her masturbation of his cock. There were occasional 'Ows' coming from Gabby as Dana continued caning her clit. Marcie noted that Dana was lifting the cane slightly higher each time she let it go, increasing the force of each blow. Gabby was doing well to take this punishment but appeared to accept and enjoy it as she had her eyes closed and was rolling her head side to side, obviously away somewhere in her mind. Greg continued to whip Pam on her arse and now on the front of her thighs and her stomach. As Marcie watched he put the whip down and released the suction from the cups on her breasts. Pam jiggled them as much as she could to try to release the pain caused by returning circulation. Greg then started whipping her breasts gently at first, then harder, bringing moans from Pam. Marcie checked Gabby's breasts and noticed that Dana had removed the clips from those – good girl, thought Marcie, you'll make an excellent domme someday. Meantime she could feel that David was getting close. He was bucking his hips as much as he could so Marcie slowed her hand movements down, aiming to keep him on the brink for a few minutes before granting him release. Greg removed the final cup from Pam's pussy, inspecting the swollen cunt lips and huge clit. An excellent target for my whip, he thought. Whack! Greg brought his whip straight upwards between Pam's legs. Pam screamed. "Aaaarrrggghhh! No, don't whip me there, no, no, oooohhh, it hurts so much, oooohhhh it hurts so good, oooohhh do it again, harder, please harder." Mixed Emotions Ch. 10 Ch 10: Reunion, Remorse, Revenge and Reconciliation Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. 3. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order. -------------------------------------------- Wednesday dawned clear and fine as Todd and Trudi awoke to first light through the curtains. They rolled together, kissing each other deeply, so much in love. Trudi felt Todd's erection against her thigh, so close to her pussy. She wriggled to edge it into place, feeling Todd moving it until it was at the entrance to her cunt, then sliding downwards to slowly impale her damp cunt on his oozing cock. With a single stroke he was fully inside her, maintaining a deep kiss while he slowly withdrew almost completely and then thrust to her upper limits. They broke their kiss so that he could cup her breasts and roll her nipples between his fingers, sending electric jolts directly to her clit. "Oooohhh," she moaned, "That's wonderful. Harder please darling." Regripping her nipples between thumb and forefinger he squeezed harder, causing more moans and a thrashing of her hips and she tried to speed up the rhythm of his fucking. He maintained the slow rhythm, feeling Trudi responding beneath him. What a pain slut she was becoming. He increased his nipple pressure and Trudi responded once more, rolling her head from side to side as she soaked up the pain and turned it into pleasure. He increased the speed of his fucking, repositioning himself to increase the pressure of his pubic bone on her clit. "Ah, ah, ah, aaaaarrrrgggghhhh," she cried as she came, biting her hand to try to muffle her cries. Todd felt the effects on his cock. Her cunt muscles rippled down the sides bringing him closer. He moved slightly inside her, twisting his hips to rub the root of his cock and his pubic bone against her clit to prolong her orgasm, These small movements were enough to take him over the top and he spurted his cum against her cervix, stimulating her to another mini-climax. They came down from their highs slowly, kissing and cuddling each other and eventually Todd looked at his watch. 6.30! "We gotta get up, honey," he said, removing his soft cock from her warm cunt, "It's almost breakfast time." They showered and dressed quickly, headed to breakfast and organised their day along the same lines as yesterday, aiming to continue their research and sample collection, with another swim at lunch time. Dana awoke when Marcie climbed out of bed. She cuddled up to Greg, who also stirred and reached over to her, fondling her cunt. She responded by cupping his balls until he suddenly realised that there was no landing strip. His eyes popped open and he gazed into Dana's eyes. "When did you come to bed?" he asked. "Just after you went to sleep. I couldn't sleep alone so came into your bed. Mom and I made love and then I was able to sleep really well." "Oh," replied Greg, digesting that snippet of information. "So I guess that makes you officially bisexual now." Dana smiled. "I guess so," she replied. "Do you still make love with bisexual women?" "Oh yes, they're wonderful because they are so caring and understanding, non-judgemental, sexy and hot." "Well then, Daddy, make love to me please, now." Greg needed no more persuasion. He rolled over so he was on top of Dana, his cock searching for her juicy cunt, and slowly eased his member into her until it completely filled her cunt. "Just go a bit easy at the end, Daddy, it's still a bit sore from the 12 inch battering ram yesterday." Greg eased in and out, concentrating on stimulating her clit so she wouldn't be in pain, and after a few moments felt his balls tightening in preparation to cumming. Dana was in heaven again with her father's cock lodged inside her cunt. She was building to a huge climax when she felt Greg push right in and start spurting his seed against her cervix. That sent her over the top and she came hard. "Oooohhhh, aaarrrrggghhh!" she cried, writhing under Greg as she went to heaven and back. "Oooohhh, Daddy, that was wonderful," she eventually said as she recovered. "Yes, you certainly know how to cum," Greg replied. "That was wonderful for me too. I love the feel of your cunt muscles rippling along my cock as you cum hard." A few moments later they got out of bed, went to their own showers and then dressed in their usually casual attire and walked into the kitchen. "Good morning Mom," greeted Dana, giving Marcie a hug and kiss, "Thank you for last night. I slept really well." "Good morning, Dana. Pleased you slept well, so did I. We'll certainly have to do that again soon. Is your Dad awake?" "Yes, he'll be here soon. We just made love before we got up." "I thought I heard some activity down there. Pleased you two fuck each other. It means that I can have a break occasionally. Your Dad has an insatiable appetite for sex. One day we'll have to see if we can exhaust him – tag team fucking, so to speak. You on for that?" "Of course I am. Sounds fun." "What sounds fun?" asked Greg as he entered. "Good morning, darling," greeted Marcie, "Never you mind, you'll find out sometime." Greg went over to Marcie and gave her a hug and kiss. "What's for breakfast?" he asked. "You'll see in a couple of minutes if you let me carry on preparing it." While they were eating breakfast Dana asked Greg; "Daddy, you know when you shaved my pussy you mentioned about it needing to be waxed when the hairs grew a little. Well, it's quite prickly now so could you please wax it tonight for me?" "Sounds like a good idea. We could do it in your room or the Dungeon if you like after dinner." "I'd prefer it in the Dungeon if that's OK with you. Thanks, Dad." "I hope I'm invited to watch too," said Marcie. "Of course you are," replied Dana. They finished breakfast and went off to their various activities, Dana to university for a couple of lectures for her psychology degree, which she and Gabby were studying, Greg to work and Marcie sorted out the household chores. During the morning she phoned Pam to check that everything was good there after last night. Pam and David loved the previous evening and were wondering when they could have a second session in the Dungeon. Soon, Marcie told them. Marcie also went onto the internet and looked at a series of BDSM suppliers, selecting some items which she ordered for the Dungeon. She foresaw the time when the Dungeon would be well-used, probably by 10 or more people at once, so she needed to stock it up with more equipment. By the late afternoon she had finished all she had set herself to do so stripped off and went for a swim and was lazing by the pool when Greg, Dana and Gabby arrived home. They also stripped off, had a swim and then joined her on the recliners. "Dana tells me she's having he pussy waxed tonight," began Gabby, "And she's invited me over to watch if I want. Is that OK with you?" "Of course," said Marcie, "The more the merrier. Do you want to be shaved as well?" "Um, not yet. I think I'll wait until Chris and I spend the weekend there. Then you can teach him to do it too, couldn't you Greg?" "Yes, certainly," agreed Greg. They chatted for a short time, with Gabby agreeing to stay for dinner, then Dana and Gabby excused themselves, saying they had work to do, leaving Greg and Marcie alone by the pool. "A good day for you?" asked Marcie. "Yes, excellent thanks. After a great start what else could I expect?" "I had a good one too. How do you think Dana will take Trudi living here and having to share Todd?" "Well, they'll just have to sort something out. To begin with Dana needs to punish Trudi, so we need to discuss that. Possibly we need to be arbitrators here, maybe acting as a court so that nobody goes overboard and really does hurt somebody. Of course you realise that Dana needs to be punished for her fucking us both too, but she probably doesn't see that as serious as Trudi having Todd to herself for a week. We certainly need to discuss this with her and put some rules in place for these occasions." "Yes, I certainly agree. We really need to define what the polyamory arrangements are too. After all, if Todd and Trudi come to live here then they are part of the polyamory group so there should be no punishment involved if they choose to sleep with another member of the group. Maybe we need some sort of ceremony to become part of the group, similar to a marriage." "Yes," agreed Greg, "That's a good idea. We could also extend the Dungeon activities, maybe have competitive games, either individual or teams, for example." "I've ordered some new equipment," said Marcie, "You'll just have to wait till it arrives to see what it is, but I'm sure you'll like it, well, some of it anyway," she grinned. "I know I will." "Oh, can't wait, I think. I had a look on the internet for sexy competitions. There was a site where a couple of naked girls were having a duel with staple guns. Ended up both had lots of staples in their tits as well as in their clits and pussy lips. A real turn on, I thought. I guess we could do that if we first sterilised the staples, treated the holes with antiseptic and limited the staples to the shortest length. What do you think? They had a rubber band duel as well with long rubber strips fastened to a waist belt and running between their legs," said Greg, thinking of Dana's sweet pussy and breasts with staples shot into them. "Yes, and also include a few cocks and balls being stapled and struck with rubber as well," replied Marcie, noticing the effect these thoughts had on Greg's now fully erect cock and feeling her cunt starting to ooze as well. "Hmmm, ouch! I didn't consider that." "Right, dinner time. Want a last swim?" asked Marcie, noting Greg's hard cock. "Sure do," replied Greg, standing up and taking Marcie's hand as they walked to the edge. They both dived in, swam to the far end, Greg took Marcie in his arms and lifted her onto his erection, which easily slipped into her cunt. They moved together for a few minutes, enjoying the sensations, before Marcie escaped to the side of the pool and climbed out. "See you inside," she called over her shoulder as she grabbed her towel and walked inside, drying herself on the way. Greg followed a few minutes later. They dressed in their usual casual attire for dinner, Marcie in pool wrap, Greg in boxer shorts and the girls had raided Dana's sexy lingerie drawer and were 'dressed' in almost transparent thongs and half-cup bras, such that they would give a eunuch an erection. "Wow," commented Greg, with his cock making an obvious bulge in his boxers, "What's the occasion?" "Well," replied Dana, "We thought that we could have a pre-waxing celebration so dressed accordingly. Like it?" she asked, rubbing her body against Greg, "Ooohhh, somebody certainly likes it," she said, rubbing his cock through his thin nylon shorts. "OK, you two, cut it out or get a room," ordered Marcie. "Can you both please help to set the table." They did. Over dinner Marcie broached the subject of changes needed to the polyamory and Dungeon protocols. "Your Dad and I have briefly discussed some changes that we think should be made to the systems and philosophies for the polyamory arrangements and the use of the Dungeon," Marcie told Dana. "It seems that the casual arrangements we have at present won't necessarily be suitable once more people come on board. For example, I know that you want to punish Trudi in the Dungeon for 'taking your man', as you think of Todd, and then there was the possibility of punishment for Todd for going with Trudi and of you for sleeping with both of us." Gabby's mouth dropped open as she heard that snippet of information. "Oh, yes," said Marcie to Gabby, "We've had an extra body in our bed since Todd's been away. Really enjoyable too," she smiled at Dana. "Anyway," continued Marcie, "Yes, I can see that punishing Trudi is probably a good idea; what better way to introduce her to the pleasures and pains of the Dungeon. But Todd is already involved in the polyamory group so he shouldn't be punished, and Dana also is in the group so she shouldn't be punished either. So in reality what we need is some way of identifying who is in the group. So the best way would be a Dungeon initiation ceremony. Obviously Greg and I have had that, Dana and Todd have had that. I'm assuming that Trudi will have hers this weekend. Pam and David have had theirs and Gabby has probably had hers, although whatever she missed out on will undoubtedly be taken care of the following weekend when she and Chris spend the weekend here." Marcie paused for breath and looked around at those at the table. "So you mean, Mom, that anyone who is in the group, so to speak, can make love with anyone else that is in the group without permission or penalties. Is that what you're saying?" asked Dana. "In a nutshell, yes." "So that means that after Trudi has been initiated this weekend, she and Todd can fuck up a storm and there won't be anything I can do about it." "Yes, that's what I envisaged." "Hmmm," said a despondent Dana, "I'm not sure I like that idea. Todd's mine, not Trudi's." "Sweetheart," began Marcie, placing her hand on Dana's hand, "Nobody belongs to anyone. That just isn't possible, but it is a misconception that causes a great deal of pain in the world today. Todd is free to choose if, where and when he has sex with whomever he wishes and there's absolutely nothing anyone can do about that. You also have that choice, as does Trudi. If you want Todd to love you in all ways possible, then you have to love him unconditionally and set him free. You can't hold onto him. The harder you hold him the more he will want to escape. Let him go, then he'll stay around with you because he will treasure the freedom you give him." "I know you're right, it's just so hard. I'll try. But I still feel that I need to punish Trudi." "Yes, your Dad and I both agree because she is not in the polyamory group yet. That punishment this weekend will also be her initiation to the group, assuming she wants to join. Which brings up the other point, the Dungeon protocols. At present breaking the skin is forbidden. We're thinking of changing that to allow minor piercing. Your Dad has found a website where a couple of women shoot staples into each other's breasts and pussy lips, which has really turned him on. He wants to see that done in the Dungeon so I'll be buying the equipment tomorrow. I'll also buy some other stuff like hypodermic needles for inserting into fleshy parts of the body. So if we're going to do that we need some procedures for sterilising and cleaning this gear and for treatment afterwards so that people do not become infected. I'll work on that as I know a bit about this from my nursing training." "That sounds awesome," responded Dana. "What do you think, Gabby, do you want to shoot staples into me and I can shoot them into you?" "Sounds really hot," replied Gabby, "I hope we can shoot them into guys as well as girls." "Yes, we'll have to work something out," replied Marcie. "OK, so after dinner let's meet downstairs for the waxing session. We may have time for some other fun stuff with some of the things I bought today too." Todd and Trudi were late for breakfast again, to nobody's surprise. The work was continuing in a steady rhythm during the week. The lecturer reminded them that they needed to start completing their projects because there was only one more day after today. They sorted out lunches and gear and headed out to their areas. The day went quickly for Todd and Trudi, as usual, with time for a swim at lunch and a visit from the lecturer in the afternoon to discuss the projects they were studying. He was impressed with both the scope and quality of the work and felt certain that at least two scientific papers would be forthcoming from the results. The evening was much the same as the previous evenings with Todd and Trudi impatient to get to bed to be in each other's arms and for Todd to be inside Trudi's body. It seemed the more they saw of each other the better the love making became. They were not really looking forward to returning to the normality of everyday life. Greg, Marcie, Dana and Gabby met downstairs after dinner. Greg had brought the wax equipment down and instructed Dana to remove her thong then lie on the bed on her back with legs wide apart. He fastened her wrists and ankles to the straps at the corners of the bed. He then sprinkled powder over the short hairs on her pussy, explaining that this reduced the adhesion of the wax to the skin while still allowing it to stick to the hair. He spread a thin strip of wax over the hair, starting in the left hand groin. After it cooled he ripped it off. "Oooowww!" yelled Dana. Greg quickly placed his hand on the bare area, reducing the pain. He then repeated the procedure alongside the bare strip, asking Gabby if she would like to pull it off when it had cooled, explaining that it was necessary to rip it off quickly and that it hurt more if removed slowly. Gabby ripped it off and surprised herself by getting quite a kick out of hearing Dana's pained cry. She had never known that she enjoyed inflicting pain, but then thought of how turned on she felt earlier when she had imagined shooting staples into Dana. Hmm, she thought, I wonder where my sadistic streak came from. The waxing continued for around 15 minutes with the bare area increasing in size and Dana becoming more aroused by the minute. Large amounts of cunt juice were flowing onto the waterproof bed cover and she was writhing and wriggling after each strip of wax was removed. "OK, nearly done," said Greg encouragingly, "Only the lips left to go. One strip on each." When the first strip was removed Dana nearly went through the roof with the pain. Immediately she noticed that it was transformed into sexual pleasure, taking her almost to the brink of orgasm. When the second strip was removed she came hard, thrashing about on the bed as much as she could. "Oooooooohhhhhhhh, fuck me, please someone fuck me, oooohhh rub my clit and fuck me," she cried. Greg did just that, removing his shorts and climbing onto Dana, pushing his immense hard cock into her cunt to its full depth. "Oh, yes, yessss, give it to me, more, more," yelled Dana. Greg gave it to her for a few minutes before he too came hard inside her cunt, squirting his sperm against her cervix, before slowing and then stopping, resting on Dana, still fully penetrating her cunt. "Thank you Daddy," she said, giving him a hug and kiss. "That was wonderful." Greg plopped out of Dana, untied her and she felt her smooth pussy. "That feels great," she said, "Thank you." "Here," said Marcie, offering some cream, "Rub this onto the area to make it less sore." Gabby reached for the container. "Can I do it please?" "Yes, of course. Thank you," replied Dana. Gabby rubbed it in for a few minutes, and then asked Marcie "Were we going to have a play here too? Seems that only Dana and Greg have had fun so far." "Yes, of course we can play," replied Marcie. "I'll show you some of the latest stuff and changes." They went over to the equipment end of the room. Marcie pointed out some new fitments attached to the frame and adjacent to the ram. "The use of these will become clear when they're used. Dana, would you like to volunteer? We can't use you yet, Gabby, because it involves penetration. The weekend when you and Chris stay here will be soon enough." Mixed Emotions Ch. 10 Dana went over to the gear beside the ram and Marcie fitted her wrists into a set of cuffs, then she hauled on a rope and raised Dana until she was totally hanging by her arms. "We could just leave you here for a while, that would get quite painful after about 10 minutes I'm told. However, we can also do a few other devious things." Marcie took some ropes from the cupboard and tied short lengths around Dana's knees. She then pulled her legs apart, fastening each knee to a vertical pole. Dana felt her pussy lips being pulled apart as her legs separated so that her thighs were horizontal. "How's that feel, Dana." "Really exposed," replied Dana. "Well, wait, it gets better." Marcie then lowered Dana's wrist cuffs so that her hips started sinking lower than her knees. She was really feeling the stretching now. "Mom, how far can this go down?" asked Dana, starting to feel a bit desperate. "As far as I want," replied Marcie. "I'll leave it there for now." Dana was certain what was to happen next and she wasn't wrong. Marcie fitted a moderate dildo to the ram and started it moving upwards. It parted her cunt lips and kept on moving inside until Dana felt it touch her cervix. Marcie noticed the grimace and stopped the ram. "So you're pretty helpless there, eh?" she asked. "Yes, Mom, totally. I can barely even flinch." "Well, now comes the fun part," said Marcie as she extracted a riding crop from the cupboard. "I'll only do this gently as it's not a punishment session. See how this feels." Marcie brought the whip down across Dana's arse cheeks. "Ow," said Dana, unable even to wriggle. Marcie repeated the blow several times, alternating cheeks. Dana had her eyes closed and was well into changing pain to sexual pleasure. Marcie noted this, time to change the pattern. She moved to the front and gave a light stroke to Dana's clit. "Ooooowwwww," yelled Dana, trying to wriggle but not succeeding. Marcie applied the whip in the same place another nine times. "There you are, Dana, now you know what 10 strokes will feel like. How would you take 100?" "Oh, noooo," replied Dana. "And of course there are still your breasts that we can beat," said Marcie, giving Dana a stroke on each nipple. Marcie then removed the dildo from Dana's cunt, untied her knees and lowered her wrists until her feet touched the floor, then untied the wrist straps. "Whew," said Dana with relief, "That was intense." "OK, Gabby, how about you for the next one?" asked Marcie. "Sounds good to me," replied Gabby. Right, over here," Marcie moved a short distance to another new set of pipes. "Now wrists tied like Dana had, and these ropes tied around your knees. Great. Now I'll start raising you slowly." Marcie pulled on a rope and Gabby's wrists and knees were raised so she was clear of the floor. Marcie then raised her knees much further so that Gabby was suspended by wrists and knees a few feet above the floor. Marcie then moved the supports for the knee ropes further apart, spreading Gabby's legs widely. Gabby was now totally suspended by the ropes, her arms pulled backwards by the ropes, causing her breasts to protrude. "OK, now for the breast torture." Marcie collected two heavy rubber bands from the cupboard. "These are parts of a motorcycle inner tube cut into strips." Marcie stretched the bands and eased each one over one of Gabby's breasts, before releasing the strip, leaving it tightly around the base of each breast. "How does that feel, Gabby?" "It feels tight, as though the blood is cut off." "Yes, so we have to be very careful when using these. If there are signs of them turning purple or blue it's time to remove them. So what next? Well, we have some needles here and I'm only going to insert one into each nipple as though I was piercing them. These needles are sterile and are the type used with a hypodermic syringe, but this time we're just using them as a needle. There are longer ones, about two inches, that we use to go right through and shorter ones that we can just stick into a fleshy part. We'll use the long ones today." Marcie retrieved the box of individually packaged needles and some alcohol for sterilising the skin before piercing it. She also put a pair of sterilised gloves on her hands. She then opened a needle package, sterilised the skin of Gabby's left nipple and then, holding the nipple with her hand, forced the needle through the nipple parallel to Gabby's body. "Aaaarrrggghhh!" screamed Gabby as the needle pierced one side, went through the flesh and came out the other side. "No more," sobbed Gabby, "No, no, no more." Marcie was fully aware that there had been no safe word set. She considered it unnecessary for the very mild torture she was inflicting. However, she decided she had better give Gabby a safe word. "Gabby, if you really cannot stand it anymore, the safe word is apple. Say apple if you want me to stop." Gabby remained silent. So Marcie repeated the piercing on the right nipple. Again Gabby screamed, but did not use the safe word. "Good girl," said Marcie. Marcie then picked up the riding crop and started applying medium strokes to Gabby's arse cheeks, before moving between her legs and applying 10 medium strokes to her pussy lips. Each blow was followed by a grunt or moan from Gabby. "Well done, Gabby," congratulated Marcie when she had finished. She lowered Gabby's feet then arms so she could stand up, and removed the ties around her wrists and legs. "I'll let you remove the needles when you're ready," said Marcie, "They will hurt a bit as they come out. How are they now?" "Actually, they're not too bad. I'm quite happy to leave them in for a while anyway." "Good girl. Just keep an eye on your breasts and make certain that they don't turn blue or purple. We'll have to remove the bands if they do. Right, Greg, must be your turn now." "OK, if you insist," replied Greg. "Oh, but I do." Greg was led over to the same equipment and had the ties on his knees and wrists fitted, but the other way around so her would end up on his back. Marcie hauled on the ropes and Greg left the floor, before being tipped horizontally on his back. Marcie adjusted the equipment so his legs were as far apart as she could manage. She then took a different rubber piece from the cupboard. "This is made from a racing cycle inner tube so is very tight, began Marcie. It is designed so that this part," and she pointed to one loop, "Fits over your cock and this part," pointing to the second ring, "Fits over your balls. Of course we can make either loop wider if we want so it can space your balls away from your body and your cock. This is a very mild one." Marcie then fitted the double loops to Greg's cock and balls, noticing the almost immediate colour change due to the blood flow being reduced or stopped. "Again we have to watch the colour to make sure we don't castrate the poor guy," she said, "Unless, of course, that is our purpose," she grinned at Greg. Then Marcie selected her riding crop again and began applying gentle strokes to Greg's balls and cock, each stroke slightly harder than the last. Once she had reached a count of 20 she stopped. "How was that feeling?" she asked Greg. "It was strange, to begin with it hurt then as the hurt from each one started to add to the hurt already there it again transposed itself into a pleasant sexual feeling. I feel that you could go on for a long time at that rate." Marcie wound up and gave him a hard stroke right across the head of his cock and trailing down to his balls. "Ooooowwww!" yelled Greg. "Just in case you got to like it too much," said Marcie. Greg was still trying to jiggle to reduce the pain in his genitals. "Not much chance of that," he said. "Right, now we can do some piercing on the male genitalia," said Marcie. "You have got to be joking!" exclaimed Greg. "You wouldn't really pierce anything down there, would you?" Greg knew that Marcie was deadly serious and that she would pierce his tender balls and cock. She confirmed that. "Of course I would, don't be a baby. You might even get to like it." Marcie again donned her gloves. "OK," she said to Dana and Gabby, as you're aware the cock and balls are really sensitive, but most of the sensitivity is in the skin. So you need to push the needle through the skin as quickly as possible before piercing the meat. Watch while I do one." Marcie carefully isolated a ball and then washed the skin with alcohol, causing Greg to wince at the sting. She then placed the point of the needle against the skin and pushed, hard. "Oooowwww!" Greg said as he grimaced, trying to keep as still as possible so it didn't get worse. Marcie continued pushing the needle through until it was causing a tent on the exit side. "OK, when you see that," she said, pointing to the tent, "You again have to push hard. It often helps if there is something hard to push against," she added, picking up a cork, sterilising it, and placing it against the skin where the needle would emerge. She then pushed hard again and the point of the needle popped through the skin and into the cork, accompanied by another cry of pain from Greg. "There it is, a piece of cake," said Marcie to her rapt audience. "Now, if you girls would like to put on a pair of sterile gloves each you can each do an insertion." Marcie took the second needle and gave it to Gabby. "Right, do you want to do his other ball or his cock head?" "Ooohhh, cock head please." "Great, it's exactly the same." She guided Gabby to rub alcohol on Greg's cock head and then push the pin through the head sideways, using the cork to push against when the pin reached the other side. Greg writhed in pain but remained silent throughout. "OK, Dana, your turn with his other ball." Dana also achieved the piercing easily and quickly, and again Greg was silent. "Right, Greg, you're now triple pierced. How does that feel?" asked Marcie. "It feels strange but, as you mentioned with Gabby, it's not bad if they remain still." "That's right," agreed Marcie, "But if a Domme twists and moves them they will create absolute agony." Marcie twisted and moved each needle in turn, then got the girls to move each together. Greg writhed in agony, moaning softly. "OK, time for release," said Marcie, lowering Greg's legs and raising his hands until he stood vertical on the floor. She untied the straps holding him. "OK, you can remove the needles and rubber when you're ready," she said. "Ooohh, I don't know that I can," he replied. "Of course you can. Just remember to use sterile gloves when you do." "So how long does it take before the pain leaves for good?" "As soon as they are out the holes can start healing and full healing only takes a couple of days. It's virtually pain-free after they are removed." "OK," said Greg, "So how come you're the one to get away scot free without having to do anything?" "Yeah, Mom," chimed in Dana, "I think you need to ride the 12 inch dildo." "What a good idea," replied Greg. Greg sorted out the tapered dildo and two inch extension and the pussy guard, mounted them all on the ram, and took Marcie's hand to move her to the equipment. Marcie stood, feet as close together as possible, while Greg fitted the sideways skates to her feet. Then Greg started the ram upwards towards her wide open and vulnerable cunt. As it approached, Marcie was concerned. She knew that this day had to come but was hoping it would be a while away, not tonight. She felt the two inch end with the cervix cup start to enter her cunt, lubricated by her own copious fluids. Slowly she felt it move upwards inside her, spreading her cunt lips as it increased in diameter. So this is what it felt like, she thought. Further in; she looked down to see how much more there was; it was not even half way. She began to panic. Remember there is a safe word, she told herself, yell apple if you need to. But there was a part of her that knew that she wasn't going to use that tonight. That was the part that wanted to feel the pain and needed the pain for her to be complete. Further in. She looked down. In was at about the six inch mark. She concentrated on keeping her feet as close to the ram as possible, feeling the tension on the inside of her thighs. Another inch, she was already feeling stretched beyond her capabilities. How did Dana take this so easily, she wondered? Greg had released the button, with four inches to go in length and almost another inch to go in diameter. Now if only she could just keep her feet still on the skates. Marcie had never felt so full. Her legs had never known such strain. She focussed on keeping her legs together as much as possible but noticed that they were gradually spreading as her inner thigh muscles tired and each time it was more difficult to bring them together again. Each time she felt the dildo gain a bit of ground inside her cunt until she felt it just touch her cervix. That gave her the incentive to draw her feet together, but it couldn't last. After a couple more minutes she could no longer hold it. She relaxed and felt the greater pressure on her cervix as she collapsed onto the dildo. "Apple!" she screamed as she felt immense pressure pushing her cervix into her womb and the pressure of the guard pushing painfully against her clit. "Greg was there in a flash, supporting and lifting her to relieve the pressure. Dana lowered the ram and it was with relief that Marcie felt it withdrawing from her cunt. Once it was clear, Gabby removed the skates from her feet and she stepped away. "Wow," she sighed, relieved the ordeal was over, "If I had known it was that bad I would never have asked you to do it, Dana." "That's OK, Mom, in retrospect I quite enjoyed it, as you will also. It is a huge challenge though. You'll find out soon enough, Gabby. That should be the female entry task to join the polyamory group." "Hmmm," said Marcie, "You seem to be a pain slut. We're going to have to watch you. Yes, that is a good idea to make that the female entry task. I guess I'm now officially a member," she laughed. "It's getting late. Greg and Dana have cum, what do you and I want to do, Gabby?" "Could we 69 please? I want to see how big your cunt is too," replied Gabby. "Sure, have a feel." They all felt Marcie's stretched cunt, which was easily large enough for Gabby to squeeze both her hands in at once. "How soon will it contract to its normal size?" asked Gabby. "It won't take long, only half an hour or so I guess," replied Marcie. "Dana, when you were stretched, it only took a short time to come back to normal size, didn't it?" "Yes, it was normal again after about 20 minutes I guess." Greg and Gabby put on some sterile gloves and they removed each other's needles, feeling the bite of pain as they slipped through the flesh and skin. There was a tiny bit of blood, but nothing serious. They carefully rubbed some antiseptic healing cream over the areas which had been pierced. Then Greg removed Gabby's breast bands and Gabby removed Greg's cock and ball bands. "Whew, that's better," they both said after that was completed. Gabby and Marcie lay on the bed and while they ate out each other's cunts, Greg and Dana played with their breasts, being careful not to hurt Gabby's recently pierced nipples. With the highly-charged sexual atmosphere it took only a few moments before both women were cumming hard. "I'll clean all this up tomorrow," said Marcie as she shepherded them all upstairs. It was kisses and hugs all round from Gabby as she dressed and went home. Dana went to her room and Greg and Marcie to theirs, sharing a shower before bed. Dana vowed not to visit Greg and Marcie's bed tonight or tomorrow night so she would be fresh for when Todd returned. She slept like a log, as did Marcie and Greg. Thursday's routine for Todd and Trudi was the same as the rest of the week, except that they knew they had only this day to complete all their work. They made love before breakfast and again at lunch time, safe in the knowledge that their lecturer had already visited them. After dinner, they retired early, determined to use every second they had together to make love. "This could be our last night together," lamented Trudi. "Who knows how Dana will react when we get home." "Really, I don't think we have anything to be concerned about. So long as Dana gets a share of me I'm sure she'll be fine. Best case scenario is that we all sleep in the same room and bed. That would be awesome as far as I'm concerned." "Typical man! Never happy unless you have two women at your beck and call," Trudi laughed. "Yes, that would be an excellent solution. I've never made love with a woman but I'd certainly like to learn." The images that flowed through Todd's mind caused his cock to rise again, so soon after he had already cum. He pulled Trudi on top of him, fitting his cock into her sloppy cunt and gently made sweet love to her until they were both writhing in orgasm. They rolled on their sides together and slept. Friday morning dawned far too early for the lovers. They again made love before breakfast, wondering if this would be the last time for a long time. For them this week had been fantastic, all they could have hoped for. The thought of what would happen when they returned to civilisation was on both their minds as they ate breakfast. "Would you leave Dana for me?" asked Trudi. Todd knew that she wanted an honest answer, not the off-the-cuff "Yes, of course I would" that he was tempted to make. So after a few minutes he replied. "I honestly don't know. That is a very difficult question and it would be a very difficult decision. Hopefully I won't have to make it. I don't believe in making decisions based on 'what ifs' but rather make decisions based on 'what is'. So let's just put this question aside and wait until it has to be made, if ever." "I really appreciate your honesty," replied Trudi. "Thank you, dearest." She reached out to hold his hands as they gazed in each other's eyes. After breakfast there was a short debrief of what had been achieved on the trip. All the students were very pleased with their achievements and rated this site as the best they had come across. Then they packed and cleaned and started on their trip home. Thursday for Dana was one of anticipation. Why couldn't the clock move faster! She desperately wanted the day to end and tomorrow to arrive, when Todd would return to her and be hers once again. It was a purely routine day and she went to bed early in the hope that sleep would speed the time till Todd arrived. When she awoke Friday morning she was really excited. Today's the day! She had lectures in the morning and then went home at lunchtime, sitting by her phone waiting for Todd's call when he was in a service area. At 1.15pm it came. "Hello, darling, how are you?" asked Dana as she answered the call. "I'm great, thanks. And you?" "Yeah, I expect you should be great. You've probably been shagging your slut all week." For some reason Dana could not control the jealous rage she was feeling. Part of her knew this was not the time and that she should be pleased Todd was returning, but another part cried out to be heard. "Honey! There's no need for that talk. Of course we've made love, but you knew I was going to because I asked you. We also did a great deal of excellent work and I'm very pleased with the results." "I'm sorry, sweetheart, part of me is jealous, the other part just wants you back. When will you be arriving?" "Should be there about 3.15 or so. The van will drop us at uni and Trudi and I will bring our cars there. She'll follow me. It is still OK if we stay the weekend, isn't it?" Mixed Emotions Ch. 10 "Yes, darling, it certainly is, and you can stay forever. I'll reserve my decision about Trudi till later." "OK, see you soon honey." "Bye." And he was gone. Dana burst into tears, sobs racked her body. She stepped outside herself and looked at herself, figuratively of course, and saw that she was being stupid. She and Todd had agreed to a polyamorous relationship in which others were invited as sexual partners. She herself had fucked her parents during the week. She was a grown woman, not a child. Why was she behaving like a spoilt brat? The answer was plain when she figuratively stepped back into herself – she loved Todd too much to share him. But she also realised it wasn't her choice whether or not he made love to Trudi or to her; it was his choice who he loved, whether he loved, when he loved and how he loved. Not hers. All she could do was to love him. This powerlessness over the outcome was causing her pain. She dried her eyes, and went in search of Marcie, who she found making some cool drinks in the kitchen. "I thought you might be out here sometime soon," she said, handing Dana a cool lemonade, "I was making these before going for a swim. Wanna come too?" Dana put her arms around her Mom. "Oh, Mom, I'm being silly again. I love Todd so much that I wonder if I even can share him with anyone. He phoned a few minutes ago and I lost it. However, he and Trudi will be arriving about 3.15 so I know I just have to wait till then and see what happens from there. I know all the theories about human relationships from psych papers, but I'm having great difficulties applying them to myself." "Well, I guess you'll just have to wait and see what happens. Much of what happens in a relationship is not up to you. All you can do is be the best you can and allow others to be the best they can. And whatever happens is perfectly OK, it was meant to happen that way and there is no need for recriminations, regrets, guilt or anything like that. Always act and think your highest and best, and let the rest happen." "Yes, I know all that, Mom, you've told me before. But I've never found it so hard to apply as I do now." "Come outside with me and have a swim. A bit of exercise and fresh air might clear your head." The two women went out to the pool and stripped off what few clothes they wore. Dana dived in and swam powerfully, covering the short lengths quickly before turning. Marcie watched from her recliner, pleased that Dana was taking her energy out on the water instead of another person. After about 20 lengths Dana climbed out of the pool, panting from her exertions, dried off and lay down. "That feels lots better," she said. "Good, now just rest for a while until they arrive." "I just want to get a few things straight," said Dana, "Tonight I want to introduce Trudi to the Dungeon. I want to do something similar to what you did with Todd during his introduction. I want to burn Trudi's clit out." "You want to what?" asked Marcie, sitting up. "You can't do that!" "No, not really, I just want to simulate it so that she thinks for a short time that I have and that she is clitless and unable to cum again." "Oh," replied a relieved Marcie. "That sounds like fun. What do you need and how can I help?" They discussed what Dana had planned for a while and Marcie promised to have the equipment ready. They also agreed that Todd wouldn't know anything about it and that he should also think it to be real, for a while anyway. The doorbell went soon enough and Dana was off like a rocket, forgetting she was stark naked, to answer the door. She threw herself at Todd, wrapping her arms around him and kissing him frantically. Todd staggered back a step. "Wow, what a welcome!" he exclaimed, "I love you too." "Oh sweetheart, I have so missed you during this week. It's been so lonely without you." "Yes, darling, I've missed you too," replied Todd between kisses. Dana looked over his shoulder at Trudi. "Hi," she said, "You must be Trudi. I'm Dana." "Yes, I kind of figured out that you must be Dana and yes, I am Trudi." After a few more kisses and cuddles for Todd, Dana came down to earth again and realised she was the hostess and was being remiss in her duties. She released Todd and stepped back. It was only then she remembered she was naked. "Excuse my undress," she said to Trudi, "I was by the pool and this is normal wear for poolside. Please come in." Dana escorted Todd and Trudi into the house and shut the door. She led them to her old room first. "This is your room, Trudi." Trudi stepped in, noting the ensuite and bed, and asked, "Where does Todd sleep?" "He sleeps with me in my room down the hall," replied Dana. "Oh." "I'll be back in a few minutes," said Dana to Trudi as she led Todd down the hallway to her larger room. "Here's our new room, sweetheart. Isn't it great? I love the huge bed we've got." "Darling, it's beautiful," replied Todd, "But wasn't Trudi going to sleep with us in our polyamory relationship? I thought that was the whole idea." "I'm picking that Trudi will be a nine day wonder, as they say. She'll be gone in a few days I suspect, leaving you and me here where we belong – together." "Oh." Dana started kissing Todd and stripping his clothes off. "What's the story? Do you want that we make love right now?" "Of course," she replied, "Or have you been drained by Trudi?" Todd felt his cock rising to the occasion and went along with Dana's plan. Within a few seconds it seemed he was on his back on the bed and Dana was sitting on him, his cock firmly planted inside her cunt, rocking backwards and forwards and, unbelievably in such a short time, approaching her orgasm. Todd also felt his cock stirring and those pre-orgasmic feelings arrived. He thrust deeper, slowing Dana down a little to prolong the pleasure. He noticed Trudi, now naked, appear in the doorway, take in the situation at a glance, and walk quietly over until she was behind Dana and straddling Todd's legs. She reached around and started rolling Dana's nipples with her finger. Dana opened her eyes, surprised to feel arms reaching around her, and lay back against Trudi's breasts. Under the increased stimuli she rapidly approached her orgasm and came hard while Todd continued to thrust as he spurted his cum against her cervix. Together the three of them came down from their highs and relaxed on the bed. Dana turned to Trudi, placed an arm around her and sobbed against her breasts. "I'm sorry," she sobbed. "I've been a real bitch to you. I wanted Todd for myself and hoped that you'd just go after a few days. That was really unkind of me. Thank you for your participation in our love making. It was wonderful." Dana gave Trudi a kiss, fondled her nipples and reached down to caress her pussy. "Oooh, it's so hairy," she said, "Mine was like that until a couple of weeks ago." "Well, I haven't really had the opportunity to shave mine." She reached down to feel Dana's pussy. "Yours feels so wonderfully soft and smooth. Maybe I will get mine shaved too." "Mine was waxed. Quite painful, but I'm finding that I like sexual pain." "Hmmm, I wonder if I'll get to like it too? Todd mentioned the Dungeon. I'm really looking forward to seeing and trying it out." "That's scheduled for tonight," said Dana. "Meantime, let's all go out to the pool." They all walked out to the pool, naked as they were, and Todd introduced Trudi to Marcie. They chatted and refreshed themselves with lemonade and then Todd and Trudi went to the pool for a swim. "So, all went well organising both Trudi and Todd into your room?" asked Marcie. "I put Trudi in my old room," replied Dana, "So I could have Todd to myself." "You what!!??" asked Marcie, sitting upright. "That was not what we arranged. If you're going to have a polyamorous relationship then you will all sleep together in the one room. Otherwise you can go back to your room and Todd and Trudi can go back to their student hostel." Dana hung her head. "I took Todd down to my room and we made love. Part way through it Trudi came in and she simply knelt behind me and reached around to roll my nipples. It felt wonderful and I came very hard and very quickly. I then apologised to Trudi and so everything seems to be OK now. I haven't arranged for her to move into our room yet though, but will do so later this afternoon." "Your behaviour is not acceptable. We do not treat visitors like that. So you must be punished for your actions." Dana hung her head again, awaiting her sentence, knowing that it would have something to do with the punishments that she was supposed to administer to Todd and Trudi tomorrow night in the Dungeon. "So tomorrow night when you were due to punish Todd and Trudi, you will still punish them but the punishment you give to Trudi, she will also give to you. Do you understand me?" "Yes, Mom." "Good. So when Todd and Trudi are out of the pool I will explain what is happening to them so that we all have everything straight." Dana looked over at the pool and noticed that Todd and Trudi were cuddling together, Todd having his back to the pool wall and Trudi facing him with her legs splayed around his hips, exactly the same position that Dana had been in while Todd was fucking her in the pool. In spite of herself and her recent lovemaking, a flash of jealousy passed through Dana. She really would need to control those emotions, she thought. She watched as the lovers gently moved together, Trudi with her eyes closed, as they both approached their orgasms and she could tell by when they tensed up that they both came at the same time. It seemed that Todd had an endless supply of cum, thought Dana, which is great because he will need it. After a few more minutes they parted, swam a little then climbed out of the pool and came over to Marcie and Dana. Dana couldn't help herself. "That looked like fun," she said to them both. "Oh, yes, it was," replied Trudi, "you should try it sometime." She gave Dana a large smile and a wink. When they were all seated Marcie told them about arrangements. "Trudi, Dana told me what happened just after you arrived. I do wish to also apologise to you; that is not the way that we normally treat visitors here. I've made that very clear to Dana and she will be punished but we'll talk about that later. So, to lay it on the line, as far as I am concerned all people living in this household are participating in a polyamorous relationship. Trudi, your introduction to this polyamory group will take place tonight in the Dungeon. That means that anyone can make love with anyone else without seeking specific permission and without there being any punishments involved. Obviously, mutual consent will still be required, but knowing everyone here I don't see that as a limiting factor. Do any of you have any objections to this?" The three young adults all agreed that was fine. "Right. So the bedroom for you three is the room that Dana and Todd made love in when you came home. Trudi, you may move your belongings there whenever you wish this afternoon. Now the other thing that Greg and I have agreed is that this relationship is permanent for as long as anyone wants it to be. That means that anyone is free to leave at any time but if they choose not to, that is fine. So Todd and Trudi, welcome home. We'll discuss the matter of payment of board and costs for food, etc. at another time. "Trudi, you have probably heard about our Dungeon and the playtimes we have there. Tonight is your turn to be introduced to it. That should be fun for everyone. Then tomorrow night both Todd and Trudi need to be punished because when you both started sleeping together this past week you, Trudi, were not part of the polyamory agreement and therefore need to be punished before you can join the group officially, while you, Todd, were part of the agreement so need to be punished for making love with someone outside the agreement. As the other party involved, Dana will be doing the punishment. However, Dana was very impolite to you this afternoon Trudi, so in addition to her punishing you, you also get to punish her. So whatever she does to you during your punishment session tomorrow night, you can then do to her tomorrow night as well. So it should be a wonderful night in the Dungeon tomorrow. Are there any questions?" "Marcie," Trudi asked, "I fully understand how Dana felt and I don't want to hurt her by punishing her. Do I really have to punish her?" Marcie had wondered how Trudi would take the concept of punishing someone else. She appeared to be very gentle and kind, not a Domme personality at all. Maybe that would change when she had a bit of Dungeon experience. After all, she was amazed how much of a pain slut Dana had become in such a short time. "Yes, you do. Remember that the punishment is for fun and nothing that is done is permanent. To start with there was no penetration of skin but we have changed that to allow shallow penetration. Certainly nothing is done that will leave permanent marks or scars. So just be a bit relaxed about it, learn as you go, and you might be very surprised how you and your body respond to the so-called punishment. Most punishment results in the person receiving the punishment cumming hard, so that's the payoff." "OK, that sorts that out a bit more. I'll be interested to see how it goes." "Great. Now to give you some more guidelines about both polyamory and the Dungeon." Marcie proceeded to tell Todd and Trudi about the modified rules so they would know what was expected of them, what they could and couldn't do and the safety aspects of play, especially the safe words. "Remember that the safe word can only be used when there is danger of serious injury. If it is used at other times then there will be a punishment. There is one activity which has become the standard activity for female induction into the group which so far has required the safe word each time it has been used. You'll experience this tonight, Trudi, so remember that the safe word is there if you need it." Trudi was a little fearful on hearing that, wondering what she was getting herself into. However, she regarded herself as adventurous and game to try anything, and Marcie seemed to be caring and loving of everyone, so bring it on. Maybe the challenge would be to do the activity without using the safe word. Her thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of Greg coming out from the house, stark naked like everyone else. Marcie introduced him to Trudi, who he greeted with a smile, admiring her tall, muscular body and wondering how long before he would feel her wrapped around his cock. He dived into the pool to hide his rapidly rising erection, but not before his condition was noticed by Marcie. After his swim, Greg joined the group and caught up with the news and the evening's programme. Soon afterwards they went inside to dress for dinner, Trudi moving her belongings into the guest suite to join Todd and Dana. Dana gave Trudi a hug. "I'm sorry I treated you so badly this afternoon," she apologised again, "I was so jealous I wasn't thinking straight. However, I'm looking forward to you punishing me for it tomorrow night in the Dungeon." "You're looking forward to being punished by me?" asked Trudi, not sure she was hearing straight. "I'm terrified every time I think of being punished there." "Well, I've found out that I am a pain slut. I didn't know this before but when I am punished the pain is immediately transformed into erotic sexy feelings and heads straight for my clit. I come very easily by receiving punishment and feeling pain. I don't know whether this will happen with you but just know it is possible and when it happens it's awesome. Tonight I want to take the same introduction to the Dungeon again that I think Mom has in mind for you, but this time I am going to try very hard not to have to use the safe word. But make sure you use it if you need to, although you may not because you are taller than me and perhaps that will make a difference." "OK," replied Trudi, "I'll see how it goes. I guess that you never know until it happens." "Now tomorrow night when we punish each other, please do not let me do any damage to you. My mind can create all sorts of scenarios for punishing you which I know I would enjoy, but to you they may be traumatically horrific. If you find that happening, tell me quietly and I'll reduce the pain I'm inflicting." "OK, thank you," replied Trudi with an inward shudder. She gave Dana another hug. "I do hope that we can grow to love each other like sisters. Thank you so much for sharing Todd with me. You just don't know how much it means to me to be in this relationship with you both. It's a dream come true." "That's OK," replied Dana, hugging Trudi back, "It's awesome that you are so happy sharing Todd with me. And I'm sure that we'll have lots of fun together too," she added suggestively, rubbing her bare pussy against Trudi's mat of fur and feeling Trudi pushing back. "Come on you two," said Todd, "Time for dinner. I'm sure there'll be plenty of time for talk and love tonight, assuming that you are both in a fit state to enjoy it after what I've been hearing of the planned activities." After dinner had been cleared away they all made their way to the Dungeon. Trudi was amazed at the array of equipment there, the large bed, which Todd had already told her was where he and Dana had spent their first night, and the bars, ropes, chains and other restraint, raising and lowering equipment. Greg and Dana were also amazed. "Mom, have you got a whole heap of other stuff?" asked Dana, noticing for the first time a complete gynaecological examination chair in the corner. "Yes, I've been busy," replied Marcie, "The chair came from a friend who was replacing one, the other stuff I bought and some of it I designed. It was all installed yesterday as a surprise for this weekend." "Wow, some surprise," commented Todd, imagining how some of the gear could work. "So to start with as resident Domme of this Dungeon, I need to dress the part." Marcie went to a wardrobe which contained sets of all types of Dungeon related clothing. Most of it was for women but there were also some items designed for men. Marcie selected two lace up corsets and held them against Dana and Trudi. "Have you girls ever worn corsets before?" Neither girl had. "OK, I'll just get my outfit on then fit yours." They all watched as Marcie transformed herself from wife and mother to a Domme, clad in black leather and lace. She selected a whip from another cupboard and teasingly swished it at the others. "How do I look?" Fearsome was the universal opinion, and certainly Marcie looked the part of a Domme in her domain, with a leather part bra exposing and supporting her nipples, her waist cinched tightly in a broad black leather belt with a large brass buckle. From the belt hung black suspenders holding her black lace stockings with seams straight down the backs of her calves. On her feet were black shoes with five inch heels. Also from the waist belt was a tight crotch strap that went down both sides of her pussy and back up the crack of her arse, pushing her naked pussy lips forward. "Right, girls, let's see how tightly we can tie these corsets onto you. Greg, you can help with Dana and Todd, you can do Trudi. Remember that you need to pull them tight several times as the body accustoms itself to the pressure and redistributes its bulk." Marcie showed Todd and Greg how to position the corsets and pull the laces in gradually at first before increasing the tension as the contraction started for real. They spent half an hour pulling them tighter by which time the girls were feeling very constricted and everyone was sweating from the exertions. Mixed Emotions Ch. 11 Chapter 11: Gabby turns 18 Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. 3. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order. -------------------------------------------- Sunday morning and everyone slept late. Marcie was first up as usual, preparing a pancake mix and coffee in the kitchen while waiting for the others, who arrived in their usual states of undress to greet her and each other after the wafting smells of cooking and coffee had enticed them from their beds for breakfast. As they sat at the table eating the conversation turned naturally to the previous evening. "Well, I guess there are a few sore bits this morning," began Marcie. "I for one know that my clit is a bit bruised, thanks to Greg's caning. No sex for you for a while, Greg." Yes," agreed Trudi, "I'm out for the week. Some of the staple holes sting a bit and I've got my period, so you're not a daddy yet Todd," she grinned at Todd. "Looks like it's up to Dana for a few days at least then." "Well," said Dana thoughtfully, "My pussy's not bad today. A slight soreness from some of the staple holes and a tiny amount of bruising, but generally not too bad. We could always declare this a no-sex day," she smiled at the thought. "Just because we don't have penetrative sex doesn't mean we can't love each other sexually," said Marcie. "How are your balls, boys?" "Mine are fine," replied Gregg. "Mine are a bit sore but not enough to stop anything," reported Todd, "However, I like the idea of an intercourse-free day and a cum-free day while still being able to enjoy one another. It will be interesting to see what sexual tension builds up. We could use some of the Dungeon gear to heighten that if we liked." They all agreed that it would be an excellent idea, the women discussing ways to flirt without sexual contact, the guys wondering how it would all pan out, imagining a day of stiff cocks with no relief. "So, that's a deal. Nobody cums today, right? No masturbation guys; no sticking cocks in cunts for any reason. OK?" confirmed Marcie. Everybody agreed. "So let's get this straight," continued Greg, "We can caress each other, use our hands on cocks and clits and other places, but nobody cums. So if someone is being stimulated and approaching orgasm they must let the other person know so they can stop. Right?" Everyone agreed with this clarification. It was going to be a long day, they all thought. "Darling," Trudi asked Todd, "I'm tired of having a hairy pussy and would like it bare except for a heart shaped area of hair above my clit. Could you do this for me today please?" "Certainly," replied Todd, "But you would have to make certain that you aren't going to cum during the process and will have to forego the usual fuck afterwards." "Yes, that's fine, darling. If you just trim it all with a number four comb and then shave the parts that will be removed, then you can wax it towards the end of the week if that's OK." "Sure, we can do it this morning if you like." "Thanks, sweetheart." "Last evening I had a thought," began Dana. "We're in a polyamorous marriage, you could say, yet we've got nothing to show for it. We haven't made any vows, no marriage certificate and no rings. Would today be a good day to sort this out do you think?" "That's a good idea," replied Marcie. "What were you thinking of?" "Well, we could have a ceremony where those in the relationship made vows or pledges to the others and maybe could be fitted with a ring. For example, Trudi and I both have large clits so we could easily wear clit rings. If women with smaller clits were involved then they could use clit hood rings. Guys could have a ring or piercing through their cock, maybe through the head or maybe a sub-dermal through the skin covering their cock. Perhaps Todd could have two rings, one from each of Trudi and I, on each side of his cock head so that when he's erect his cock fits through the rings and helps stimulate us, not that we seem to need it, but also so that if we are away or he goes away we can join the rings with a small padlock so he can't get hard and fuck other women, not that we suspect that he has done that or wants to do it, but it would be reassuring to know that he couldn't." Todd was a little concerned about the liberties Dana was thinking of taking with his cock and love life. However, she did have a point about needing some form of recognition of a formal relationship, even if it wasn't legally recognized. He also thought that the ring idea could be extended to the women, with labia rings that could be locked to prevent them from straying. "Maybe we should just focus on the relationship part and save our concerns about straying partners for a later date. It seems to be a completely separate topic," he said. "All sounds good to me," said Greg. "How would Marcie and I get on? We're already legally married and wear our rings on our fingers. Would we also be part of the polyamorous relationship and be ringed and make vows?" "Well," replied Dana thoughtfully, "I'm happy to let the locking up part slide, that was a spur of the moment thought this morning. I do also see a difficulty in Mom and Dad entering into a polyamory agreement with their daughter. That would be really weird. So maybe we have two levels of relationship. The full polyamory relationship would be for partners who were not otherwise related and we could just have an informal verbal type of agreement for associates, so that anyone in that associate grouping could fuck anyone else in that grouping without feeling that it is a betrayal. So Pam, David and Gabby would also fall into that category." "That sounds great to me," said Trudi, "How about you Todd?" "Yep, all good to me too," replied Todd. "So what say today we sort out a polyamory contract and then maybe next weekend, when Gabby and Chris are here, we could invite Pam and David over as well and have a polyamory ceremony with them as witnesses," suggested Marcie. They all agreed so Trudi, Dana and Todd decided that they would spend the morning working on the agreement, scheduling Trudi's hair trim for the afternoon. Greg and Marcie went downstairs to clean up the Dungeon after last night. By the time they met for a late lunch Todd, Dana and Trudi had decided on the wording for the agreement. They had decided that it would be similar to a marriage contract but without the floury language and certainly nothing like having to obey a partner. The wording they agreed upon read: 'I, (name), do solemnly vow to love, honor and respect all existing and future partners within the polyamory relationship in all ways. I will, at all times to the best of my ability, nurture and support the other partners in their choices and desires, will foster and respect the free will of partners and will resist the temptation to take sides in disputes between other partners in the group. 'I will remain open and honest in my dealings with partners, especially in regard to sexual activities with people who are not partners in the group. I recognize that such activities may result in punitive actions by group partners. 'I will love, nurture, cherish and support all children born into this relationship by any of the partners and assist in raising them as though they were my own. 'I will continue to remain a partner of the group until I choose otherwise or until a situation arises which would make it detrimental to other group partners for me to remain a group partner. In the event that I am the biological mother of any child born into the relationship and I terminate membership of this polyamory relationship, I am absolutely entitled to take my biological child(ren) with me when I leave. If the biological father of the child(ren) is also a partner in the group, he is absolutely entitled to access to his children on a mutually agreed basis in the event that the mother of the child(ren) leaves the group or in the event that he chooses to leave the group. 'At all times when interacting with partners in this relationship, I will be guided by the question: What would love do now?' Marcie and Greg thought this was an excellent agreement, positive, loving, far sighted and open, and that it covered the main foreseeable difficulties that could arise in such a relationship. Greg said that he would arrange for several copies to be printed out on heavy paper in fancy script ready for next weekend. He would also include spaces for signatures and witnesses at the bottom. After lunch they went downstairs to trim Trudi's hair and observe this process. It was very difficult for everyone to resist the temptation to engage in sexual activities while Trudi's gorgeous pussy was on display and being trimmed. To help, Marcie gave Greg and Todd crotch straps which covered their cock and balls, preventing an erection and anyone touching the covered areas. Dana and Marcie put on very sexy, but covering, bras and thongs to prevent straying hands from 'inadvertently' fondling forbidden places. Trudi's pussy hair was first trimmed all over with a number four comb, then the heart shape was drawn to the size and shape requested by Trudi. Todd then carefully shaved the area outside the heart, being careful not to arouse or touch Trudi more than was absolutely necessary. By the end of the operation Trudi was clearly aroused, with cunt juice running onto the waterproof sheet she lay on, and she was biting her lower lip in a successful attempt to prevent herself from cumming. Once the operation was complete everyone visually inspected the hair heart and then removed their brief coverings. The Dungeon was restored to its clean state and everyone went to the pool for a swim and to relax for the remainder of the afternoon. After dinner they decided that although there was to be no sex or orgasms today, they could still wind the frustration level higher by playing a few sexy board games, heightening their levels of sexiness by allowing touching, caressing, kissing and fondling balls, but not cocks, pussies and breasts but not cunts, clits or nipples, and stopping short of anything that could make a person cum. By 10pm everyone was very sexually aroused, feeling the unfamiliar frustration caused by orgasm denial. As they went to bed, giving others sexy kisses to heighten arousal, both Greg and Marcie, and Todd, Dana and Trudi agreed that there would be no sex today but that after midnight everything was back to normal. Dana awoke, feeling movement in the bed, not surprising, she thought, with two other people there. She glanced at the clock -- 2.17am. She felt a hand on her pussy, gently caressing her clit and cunt lips, rubbing cream or oil on -- it felt sooo good to her frustrated pussy. She felt behind her for the owner of the hand, traced it to Todd's body, then down to find his rock-hard cock begging for attention. She cupped his balls, then turned over, using her other hand to spread his precum over his cock head. She moved her legs apart a little, feeling him slowly insinuate his finger into her cunt, searching for her G spot. She felt her own lubrication system start, coating his finger with juices, increasing the pleasure. She increased her cock massage, squeezing his balls gently with one hand as she spread his precum over the whole length of his cock. He was really gushing! Dana felt his other hand cup her left breast, reaching toward her nipple. "Gentle, lover," she whispered in his ear, "They were stapled not long ago." The fingers moved to the fleshy mound and continued that sensual arousal by kneading her breast, then moving to the other one as his fingers continued to explore her cunt. "I want your cock in me, sweetheart, push it in, fuck me till I cum. I sooo need to cum, sooo badly." Todd turned her over, laying himself against her back, she could feel his rampant cock pressing against her cunt entrance. He moved himself back and down, pushing the head upwards into her cunt, slipping it all the way in. One of his hands was on her lower breast, the other was still massaging her clit. He withdrew his cock until it was almost fully out, then plunged it in again, deeper this time. She arched her back, seeking more depth, her cervix aching to feel his cock head. He withdrew and thrust again, moving his hips lower down her body as he pushed deeply into her, reaching her cervix. He held still there, his hand massaging her clit. She felt the muscle spasms in his cock pulsating in her cunt, being answered by her fluttering cunt muscles massaging the shaft of his cock. They lay together like that, stationary except for his hand on her clit and their joined muscles. Gradually sensuous awareness increased for them both. No movement was needed, they were each approaching orgasm; he thrust slightly deeper, increasing the pressure on her cervix, sending pulses through her cunt and to her clit, which he was still rubbing gently. She nestled her arse against his loins harder, seeking more stimulation, wanting, yet not wanting, him to pull out and thrust again. He remained still, his cock still pulsing gently, her cunt muscles starting to increase in power as she approached her orgasm. Several minutes passed, seeming like hours as Dana relaxed in the bliss of sexual connection with her beloved. She was climbing the slope, gently, lovingly and persistently approaching orgasm. Todd started to feel the orgasmic sensations approaching also, in his cock and also in his body. He withdrew almost completely and again thrust deeply into Dana's warm cunt, feeling again the head of his cock rest against her cervix. Soon, soon now, getting closer, almost there, Dana came. She felt the surge of pleasure throughout her body as it radiated from her clit through her nervous system, almost overloading her senses. Her cunt constricted, squeezing Todd's cock, sending him over the edge. She felt the seemingly red hot streams of cum spurt against her cervix as he thrust again deeply inside her, holding her tight, spurting more cum into her and feeling it trying to squeeze out between his cock and her cunt walls but held inside by her tight cunt sealed against his cock. A few more spurts, felt by them both, waves of orgasm passing through them and then slowly diminishing. Relaxation. They rested gently against each other and drifted off to sleep, satiated, at least for a while. The bed moved again as Dana felt the side pushed downwards. Surely not Todd again! She waited and felt somebody slide in beneath the sheet. She feigned sleep. A hand moved down to her pussy, feeling the smoothness of the area. It then moved with greater assurance to her breasts, fondling them gently, then another hand moved towards her pussy again, feeling her sloppy cunt still leaking Todd's sperm. She parted her legs slightly, still not letting on that she was awake. She moved her hand towards the body at hip level. Who was it? She felt a cock, precum oozing from the end. She reached behind her and felt a sleeping body, checking that it was Todd. It was. "Daddy?" she whispered. "Yes, it's me," replied Greg. "Do you want to fuck me too?" "Oh yes, sweetheart, I do. Your Mum's clit is too sore, she says. Can I please?" "Oh yes, Daddy, of course you can fuck me. Todd did a while ago so I'm well lubricated already. Just slip your big cock into me." Dana felt her father lie against her, his cock pushing against her abdomen as he kissed her lovingly. He reached down and moved his arse towards the edge of the bed as he positioned the head of his cock at her cunt entrance. He gently pressed upwards and inwards. Dana felt his cock slip easily into her sopping cunt, pushing its way in until the head rested against her cervix and his pubic bone ground against her clit. "Oooh, Daddy, that feels wonderful," she whispered. Dana started moving on her father's cock, rubbing her clit against the upper surface, feeling the ridge behind the head massaging her cunt walls. She was still feeling sexy after her previous fuck with Todd so the movement simply continued those feelings, taking her higher faster than she would normally have expected. She started moaning softly in Greg's ear. "Mmmmmm, darling, that's sooo good. Mmmm, just like that, mmmm, I'm getting close, just keep doing that, it's soooo beautiful, ooooh, I'm so close, ooooh, darling, I'm cumming." Her body went rigid, her orgasm flooding her senses. She felt Greg still moving slowly in her cunt. As she came down from her high he whispered. "That seemed so beautiful, Dana, just wonderful. You cum so quickly, I hardly got started. Can I continue now?" "Oh yes, Daddy, please continue. It feels so wonderful when you fuck me." Greg continued moving inside Dana, feeling her juices oozing out between them each time he pushed inside. He was slowly building up to his orgasm, feeling the feelings from his cock and balls spreading through his body, feeling his balls rise in his scrotum, getting ready to cum, when Dana once again exploded in orgasm, writhing in the bed unable to control her passion. Greg once again slowed his pace down, marveling that his sweet sexy daughter could cum so easily. She slowed down again and panted in his ear. "Daddy, that was beautiful. Do you want more?" "Oh yes, sweetheart, as much as you have." They resumed their motions once again, Greg pushing gently into her cunt, she feeling her father's huge cock massaging her cunt walls. Greg increased his movements, nearly over the edge as once again he felt Dana approaching her orgasm. He pushed deep inside and remained still as he came, forcing his cum against her cervix as she bucked and twisted in intense orgasmic bliss. Slowly she came down from her high, as did Greg. "Whew, that was wonderful. Thank you sweetheart," whispered Greg. "The pleasure was mine, Daddy. Anytime you want more my legs are always open for you," she replied with a grin that Greg didn't see. Greg gave her a kiss, gently fondled her breasts and carefully slipped out of bed and back to his room. Dana felt her sloppy cunt and wet sheet. Oh well, she thought, as she cuddled up to the still sleeping Todd, change them in the morning. She slipped quietly into a peaceful, dreamless sleep. Monday morning started well and followed normal workday routine. Trudi fitted in well with the usual breakfast routine then she, Todd and Dana headed to university accompanied by Gabby. Todd and Trudi needed to clean out their dorm rooms and take everything, including Trudi's car, to their new home. Marcie spent some time online ordering some more equipment for the Dungeon, then did the normal household chores. In the evening, Todd and Trudi were introduced to the usual routine of a swim and dinner. Pam arrived after dinner with invitations to Gabby's 18th birthday party on Friday evening. Gabby had requested a fancy dress party with a Pimps and Prostitutes theme. This was thought to be wonderful idea with lots of suggestions and ideas for the use of much of the clothing in the Dungeon. Marcie suggested that Chris and Gabby bring their weekend gear and leave it in the Dungeon before the party so when they wish to retire they can easily do so. After Pam left, Dana asked Marcie how her clit was tonight. "A lot better than before, thank you. Why do you ask?" Dana told everyone about her having to service both Todd and Greg the previous night, telling them that she was very happy to offer this service, but she did need to get a bit of sleep at night. Mixed Emotions Ch. 11 "Well, I'm certainly ready for a roll in the hay tonight," said Marcie. "I'm sure my clit will stand it now." "That's great news," replied Dana. "I'm quite happy to take care of Todd while Trudi's out of action. It's not the amount of sex I'm concerned about, just the lack of sleep. I nearly dozed off during an important lecture today." "Well maybe I can help," offered Trudi, "I still have two perfectly usable hands and a mouth, as well as the rest of me except my pussy. So if Todd or Greg want to use anything I can offer I'm more than willing to be kept awake for a short time anyway." The guys thought that they would be well taken care of and everyone decided an early night was in order. Good nights were said all round, with copious cuddles and much touching. Dana hoped that she wouldn't just be ignored after her comments, but then, she thought, she could always start things with anyone if she wished. As it turned out, Greg made gentle love with Marcie, taking care not to place too much pressure on her still-sore clit, and Todd fucked Dana while she sucked Trudi's clit to bring her to orgasm. Everybody slept very well. The remainder of the week went as planned, with no exceptional situations developing. Greg showed the others the completed polyamory documents, which everyone agreed were very professionally done and Todd, Dana and Trudi were looking forward to the process this coming weekend. The whole group spent some time in the Dungeon sorting out some clothes for the fancy dress party on Friday night. Nights were accompanied by the usual love making and by Friday morning everyone had recovered fully from their ordeals the previous weekend and were ready for more, when the opportunity presented itself this weekend. Friday dawned and as well as the usual routine, everyone went next door to wish Gabby a happy birthday. She was very surprised by the early invasion, but thanked them all and told them how much she was looking forward to the party and aftermath tonight. For Gabby the day dragged, but for Marcie, who spent the day assisting Pam with the party arrangements, it flew by too fast. They prepared the food and drinks for the party and also organized suitable entertainment fitting the party theme. It was late in the afternoon when they considered it complete so Marcie invited Pam over for a well-deserved swim and pre-party drink. Pam brought two bags with her containing the gear that Gabby and Chris would need for the weekend, which they placed in the Dungeon. They were sitting by the pool going through arrangements once again when Todd and the girls arrived home. "So I guess you two have spent the day lazing by the pool," greeted Todd with a cheeky grin. "Yes, everything simply organized itself while we sat here," replied Marcie sarcastically. "Good afternoon everyone. Get your gear off, hop in the pool and have some refreshments. You must be hot and tired after your day; I know Pam and I were." Greg arrived a few minutes later and also wasted no time in cooling off in the pool and refreshing himself. "Well, Pam and I have spent the day organising everything for tonight," Marcie told him. We've got finger food, which saves on dishes. I've offered your assistance with drinks, is that OK? You'll be one of the waiters, Todd will be the other. I've also offered Trudi, Dana and myself as waitresses to take food around. I haven't mentioned it to the kids, if you can call them that, but I'm sure they won't mind." "That's fine, I'm quite happy to help out in that way," replied Greg. "Todd, Dana, Trudi, can you come here for a sec please," called Marcie. When they had arrived, Marcie informed them of their tasks for the evening party. "That sounds like fun," said Trudi. She turned to Dana, "That means we get to meet everyone and flirt like crazy with the guys." "Oooo, goody," agreed Dana, "Sounds like my sort of job." "Well, just know that I'll be flirting with the girls so remember who you're going home with, OK?" cautioned Todd. "We'll do our best but, well, sometimes it's so hard to remember these things," replied Dana as she walked away, sashaying her hips in a suggestive fashion. "What time are you expecting people to start arriving, Pam?" asked Marcie. "About 6ish," she replied, "It had any time after 6 on the invitations we sent out. There's quite a few people coming, about 30 I think, mostly Gabby's friends, of course, but also our parents and a couple of close friends as well. So it should be a great party. What's the time now?" "Just after 5," replied Marcie. "I gotta go then," said Pam, collecting her things and pulling her pool wrap around herself. "See you again soon." "Yes, we'll have to dress too. See you soon, Pam. Greg, Todd, Dana, Trudi, time to get dressed for the party. We need to be there early to greet people and we need to get dressed first." "Pity," said Dana, "We could go as we are. That would likely shock a few people." They went inside and down to the Dungeon where they had their outfits sorted. For the next little while they dressed in their fancy dress as pimps and prostitutes. When they had finished they inspected each other. Dana was a study in black and white. She wore a white top which had no buttons until waist level, the sides covering her breasts but revealing the cleavage between, making it obvious that her breasts were bare. Her nipples were plainly, but tastefully, visible through the partly sheer, satiny fabric. Below this she wore a short black skirt, more like a wide belt, low on her hips and high on her thighs, beneath which she wore a black garter belt with suspenders and fishnet stockings, the tops of which reached almost to the bottom of her skirt, with a small amount of upper thigh visible between. She wore no panties or G-string so her pussy was naked beneath her skirt and would have been clearly visible to anyone seated while she was standing. The outfit was completed by a pair of five inch heels on her feet. Trudi had gone for red and black, wearing a red halter-neck top of a satiny, partly sheer fabric with the halter ends coming to a band which was tied in the front just below her breasts. Her nipples were clearly visible through the fabric. Her black skirt started low on her hips, below her bare midriff and navel, was almost floor-length, with a vertical split front and back from the waist band to the floor. Beneath this she wore a red G-string which was clearly visible through the front split, while her naked arse was clearly visible through the back split. Her legs were bare and she wore a pair of five inch red heels on her feet. Marcie had chosen a bright green gown with short puffy sleeves and a split to waist level at the front. She was wearing a matching green half cup bra to support her lower breasts, leaving her upper breasts plainly visible through the split of the dress. The skirt of the dress was from waist to floor in the front but the back of the skirt was cut away starting from waist level and tapering towards the sides at floor level, thus exposing the backs of her bare legs at all times and providing frequent glimpses of her naked arse, especially when she bent over. She wore no panties or G-string beneath the dress and wore a pair of white four inch heels on her feet. Greg and Todd were far more conservatively dressed, wearing black trousers and shoes, with white, long sleeved shirts, unbuttoned down the front to expose their hairy chests, and bow ties at the collars. Both men wore black G-string cock pouches beneath their trousers in the hope and expectation that during the evening they would be removing their outer layer. They looked at one another, did a few final checks in the mirror, agreed that they were the sexiest pimps and prostitutes that they knew, and started off to walk to the David and Pam's next door, hoping not to be arrested for indecent exposure on the way. They knocked and entered, greeted by Pam looking ravishing in an almost sheer white dress with black mini-bra, G-string, garter belt and stockings beneath. For a few moments they all admired each other's outfits, then Pam took them through to the kitchen and showed them where the food and drinks were. David came in. dressed in a similar manner to Greg and Todd, and let out a low whistle while examining the ladies. "Lucky you're not real pros," he said, "Otherwise those in the business would be out of business." Secretly he wondered who's cunt he would be in tonight before the party finished. Gabby came into the kitchen, with hugs all round for everyone while she admired the others' costumes and was herself admired especially by Todd and Greg. For all she was wearing, she may as well have been naked. She wore a pale blue, loosely fitting top with thin straps over her shoulders and a thin strap under her breasts which tied at the back. The top was so loose that her breasts were barely touching it, but they were clearly visible through the sheer fabric. Beneath her bare midriff she wore a pair of baggy harem pants in the same material, clearly showing that she was naked underneath. Her dark triangle of pussy hair was clearly visible. She wore black, low-heeled sandals on her feet. Chris arrived in the kitchen and greeted everyone. He also was dressed in a similar manner to the other men. After a little good-natured ribbing and lewd comments from the other guys, he and Gabby went to the entrance to greet other guests. Marcie organized trays of drinks and food for the waiters and waitresses to take around. "Make sure that you get something to eat and drink as well," Marcie told them all. "I don't want you wasting away while serving others. Remember also, especially you girls, that it's highly likely that people, especially older men, are going to want to feel the goods you're offering. So just remember that you're big people now and how far you let them go is entirely up to you. For the guys, how far you go with other women is also up to you and them. Please let me and your partners know if you choose to go home with someone else so we know where you are. That's just a personal safety matter. All OK with that?" They all agreed that was fine, the younger people there feeling a growing level of excitement at the prospect of an evening's flirtation and of not knowing what the outcome of this would be. The first half hour passed slowly, chatting amongst themselves and commenting on people's outfits as they arrived. After that they started circulating with drinks, the girls getting a few wandering hands on their legs and arses and many requests that required them to lean forward so their breasts hung free and their tops gaped, leaving them effectively naked above the waist. Gabby was circulating also, chatting with her friends, being felt up by a few guys, especially the partners of female friends and generally enjoying herself. Marcie kept an eye on how things were going, stepping in very diplomatically if she thought that the good-natured fondling was becoming a little too intense for this early in the evening. Everybody seemed to be enjoying themselves and were eating plenty of food to counter the alcoholic drinks. Marcie had no illusions that the evening would progress to heavier and more sexually oriented activities, but not yet. Greg and Todd stopped for a few minutes to have a bite to eat and survey the people in the room. There were roughly equal numbers of men and women, most people having brought a partner, and most of them were in the late teens or early twenties age group, many university friends. The women in particular were dressed, or undressed, in an amazing range of sexy outfits, baring or almost baring the 'naughty bits' of most of the women. The only exceptions appeared to be the older women, who were a little more conservatively dressed. They watched Dana as she circulated with her completely exposed pussy almost visible at eye level under her far-too-short skirt, enticing most men to run their hands up her inside thighs. Greg and Todd were pleased they had put cock straps on otherwise they were certain that their erections would have been visible to all. As it was, many of the women had investigated their state of arousal as they had had circulated with drinks. There would certainly be some fucking going on with this lot tonight, they commented to each other. At around 8.30 David tapped a glass to gain attention and then proceeded to make a speech, relating some of the more humorous aspects of Gabby's life and finally talking about Gabby as she was on her 18th birthday. He concluded his speech with: "Gabby is a wonderful daughter. We are very proud of her and she has a great future ahead of her. On this occasion I would ask you to be upstanding and drink a toast to Gabby." He waited until everyone was standing. "To Gabby." Everyone repeated "To Gabby," and toasted her. He had drunk a few wines, was quite happy and was saying it like it was, so he continued, much to Pam's horror. "We all know what the 18th birthday signifies, don't we. It means that Gabby is now old enough to fuck. So tonight that's what Gabby and Chris will be doing in our neighbor's Dungeon, which they have been kindly offered for this momentous occasion. So I'd like you all to drink another toast, to hard cocks and soft cunts." The younger ones laughed, the older ones didn't quite know where to look, but most drank then sat down. Pam rushed over to take David in hand before he could do any more damage. Gabby and Chris were slightly embarrassed, but only slightly, and took it all with their usual good humor. Half an hour after the speeches the oldies, Gabby's grandparents, made their excuses and departed. Pam tapped a glass to gain everyone's attention. "It's time for some games. Firstly, I've asked Marcie to be Mistress of Ceremonies tonight and I think that she's come up with a game to start the party rolling. We also have a new toy which we'll bring out later. Here's Marcie." "Thanks, Pam. I'm guessing that you pros and pimps would like to play some sort of sexy game rather than something that could be played at a kids' party. So I've designed a game which I hope you'll like. How it works is that we all sit around in an informal circle, meaning the shape isn't important at all, it's just that it would be a good idea if you could see everyone else. So if a few of you could move so that happens that would be great. There's a pile of cushions in the corner so you can use them to make yourselves comfortable." Marcie waited for a few minutes while people moved themselves, got comfortable and were ready to proceed. She noticed several of the 'prostitutes' were sitting on their partners laps already -- at least she assumed they were their partners. "Right, so we have a normal pack of cards. I start dealing these out to you all, one per person, and it is important that you check your card straight away. When someone gets the joker they must call out "Joker" and I will stop dealing. The person who has the joker then nominates a card. If anyone has that card then the person with the joker selects an item of the nominated card holder's clothing to be removed, and then removes it for them. If nobody has the card then I keep dealing until someone receives the nominated card. There is one concession that can be made here. If the person holding the joker and the person holding the nominated card are the same gender, then the person with the joker can nominate their partner to remove the item of clothing from the person holding the nominated card, but if they don't want to do this or if they have no partner, then the person with the nominated card may nominate their partner to have an item of clothing removed in their place. Is that all clear? Any questions?" Nobody answered but a few comments were passed between people and their partners. "OK, here we go, first round." Marcie shuffled and cut the pack and then started to deal the cards around the room. She was part way through her second round when somebody called "Joker". "Great," said Marcie, "What is your name please?" "Ben," replied the joker holder. "So which card do you nominate now, Ben?" "Eight of spades," Ben replied. "Who has the eight of spades?" asked Marcie. Nobody owned up to having this card so it was most likely still in the pack. "Right, so I will keep dealing these cards out and whoever is dealt the eight of spades is the nominated person." Marcie continued dealing the cards out until somebody called out "I have it." All eyes looked at Trish, a dark haired beauty wearing a one piece sheath dress and probably not a great deal else. Her saving grace was that she also wore shoes and what were hopefully stockings. "What is your name please?" asked Marcie. "Trish," replied Trish. "Could you stand up please Trish and Ben, could you come over here please." Ben walked over and stood beside Trish. "What item of clothing would you, like to remove from Trish, Ben?" "I'll take the dress off first I think," replied Ben. Trish blushed scarlet. She had been hoping for something from underneath, like a stocking, but to remove a one piece dress first off was very embarrassing. "OK, Ben, your task is to remove Trish's dress. It is certainly ungentlemanly to remove a woman's dress without first giving her a kiss, so you can kiss Trish and then carefully, slowly and very sexily remove her dress." There were a few cat calls while Ben kissed Trish then undid the buttons holding her dress, slipped it off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. He had obviously removed women's dresses before. Trish was left standing in black bra, garter belt and panties in her stockinged feet, having already removed her shoes for comfort. "Thank you. A big hand for Trish and Ben. Trish, maybe a twirl around to show off your many charms then you may be seated again." This activity was accompanied by more cat calls. Then Marcie collected the cards, shuffled and dealt them again. The next round a girl got the joker and removed the trousers of a guy, who was fortunately wearing undershorts. The following round Todd got the joker and another guy received the nominated card. Todd nominated Dana to do the removing and she pulled down his trousers, giving many people an excellent view of her bare pussy under her micro-skirt, to find a pair of red bikini underpants with a swelling cock inside. She had to give the cock a few strokes, causing it to swell even more, before they sat down. After another half hour most people had lost at least one item of clothing, with a few down to only one or two items left. Dana was sitting there with no top or skirt, wearing only a garter belt and stockings. Trudi also had lost her skirt so had her top and red G-string panties. Todd had lost his trousers so was there in his shirt and black cock pouch while Greg had lost both his trousers and shirt so was clothed only in his black cock pouch. However, one of the girls had really bad luck accompanied by bad management, having worn a dress and G-string only and having received the nominated card once and been nominated by her partner once. She was now standing naked, having just had her G-string removed by a grinning guy who was still holding her bright red G-string on his finger. "OK," said Marcie, "The game has ended and you, miss, are the winner. Congratulations. What is your name?" "Anne," replied the embarrassed girl. "Well, Anne, you have won the jackpot. Your prize is that you get to christen the brand new Sybian that arrived this afternoon. David, could you wheel it in please." Many people, including Anne, had never heard of a Sybian. They watched fascinated as it was wheeled into the centre of the room and plugged in. "The Sybian is a female masturbation machine. It vibrates and, if a dildo is attached, it rotates as well. We have mounted the clitoris stimulator only because we didn't know whether the winner would be a virgin or not so we didn't want any penetration. So Anne, you simply need to straddle the saddle and sit yourself down on the seat with your clit over the ribbed rubber piece. It's already lubricated so should be quite comfortable." Mixed Emotions Ch. 11 Anne took her position on the machine, still frightfully embarrassed but now curious about what this machine did. "So, I'll start it vibrating slowly," she pressed the switch and turned the knob slightly, "Can you feel that?" "Oooh, yes," replied Anne, smiling, "It feels good." "Right, so I'll increase the speed a little." The sound of vibrating increased as Marcie turned the knob slightly. Anne closed her eyes and started slight fucking movements with her hips. "Oooohhh, that's really nice," she volunteered. "Can you increase it a little more please." Marcie increased it again, causing Anne to move her body faster as she felt the stimulation of her clit taking over her senses. A few minutes passed while people watched Anne becoming slowly more aroused. Marcie watched the group of people, noting that many were involved in sexual activities, feeling cunts and stroking cocks, especially those who were partly naked. After a few more minutes Anne was obviously getting ready to cum. "Faster, please," gasped Anne, "I'm nearly there." Marcie turned the Sybian up another couple of notches and Anne went ballistic, thrashing her hips back and forth as she tensed her body and made a loud keening whine through her clenched teeth. Everybody watched as she came hard. Marcie slowly decreased the vibrations until they ceased and Anne opened her eyes and relaxed. "Whew, that was fantastic," she said. "Can I have another turn sometime?" "Well, you'd better come and see us next door because it will live in our Dungeon after tonight." Marcie addressed the group. "Well, that game was quite an ice breaker. Thank you all for participating. There will be no more formal games tonight, I'm certain that now most of you are in various states of undress you can continue and accomplish what you wish without any assistance from me. The Sybian is here and if anyone wants to use it please go ahead. There is some sterilizing liquid in this bottle, please use that after you have ridden it. We don't want any disease transmission. There are also a few extra bits in this bag so if you want a dildo or even double dildo on top when you ride it feel free to change them. Enjoy. Remember to eat all the food before you leave, we don't really want leftovers for the next week. Oh, by the way, I mentioned the Sybian would live in our Dungeon. If anyone wants to come and experience the Dungeon or have another ride on the Sybian, I've put a few leaflets on the table with information about what we can offer and contact details. I'll be very pleased to hear from you if you want to visit." Marcie turned the lights down so it became quite dim in the room, then found Greg and sat on his lap on cushions on the floor. "Well, how do you think that went?" she asked. "Really well," he replied, "Where did you find the game?" "I made it up today. Seemed like a good ice breaker for this group." "Certainly was. When did the Sybian arrive?" "This afternoon. Pam and I brought it over just for tonight. I can't wait to try it." "So does that make me superfluous?" "Not at all, darling, and I certainly hope that you enjoy controlling my rides." "That sounds good to me." Marcie wriggled her arse on Greg's semi-erect cock. "So what are we going to do for the remainder of the evening?" she asked. "Well, we could go home and I could fuck you senseless," he replied, adding thoughtfully, "But then again there are so many hard cocks for you and soft cunts for me right here that it would be a shame to waste them, don't you think?" "I totally agree. Happy hunting, lover. See you in bed next door sometime later tonight." Marcie stood up and wandered over to a predominantly male group. She chatted for a while then she and a couple of guys wandered off to a corner for some fun. Greg mingled for a bit then found himself chatting with a still naked Anne, who told him all about her Sybian ride as the settled into some cushions. Todd, Dana and Trudi also had a discussion about what to do next. They all agreed that they should split up and play the field. Trudi removed her top, leaving her red G-string in place, and she and Dana, who was wearing just her garter belt and stockings which covered nothing of interest but made her look incredibly sexy, then went to a group of guys that took their fancy. A few minutes later several of them had escorted the girls to a secluded corner and were busy exploring their luscious bodies while they reciprocated by fondling cocks and balls. Todd removed his shirt, leaving his sexy leather cock pouch in place over his growing erection, and went on the hunt for some willing females. He was immediately ambushed by several, who escorted him safely to a pile of cushions, determined to find out what his cock pouch was hiding. The scene was that of an orgy, sexual activities occurring everywhere there was a small amount of space. People cumming frequently, changing partners often and generally exercising complete sexual freedom. Gabby and Chris were the exceptions. Gabby wanted to drag Chris off to bed so he could fuck her and take her virginity. But Chris was fascinated watching girl after girl cum on the Sybian. "Sweetheart, why don't you ride the Sybian then I'll take you to bed and fuck you like you want?" he asked her. "No, I don't want to be penetrated by that yet, I want your cock in me first." "What if we use the clitoral stimulator only?" "Hmmm, that's a good idea. OK, I'll do it while you control it, then we go. OK?" "Deal" replied Chris. Once the Sybian was free they changed the dildo to a clit stimulator only and Gabby mounted the machine. Chris turned it on slowly. "That feels sooo good," said Gabby, moving her hips to increase stimulation, "A bit faster please." Chris obliged and Gabby felt the stimulation feeding through her clit to her whole body, tingling in her hands and feet. She closed her eyes, lost to everything except the sensations. Chris increased the speed. Gabby responded with faster, more intense hip movements, forcing her clit harder onto the pad to gain maximum stimulation. She was so close. Chris increased the speed again. "Aaaarrrrgggghhhh!" yelled Gabby, writhing uncontrollably on the Sybian, cumming hard. Everyone stopped what they were doing to watch Gabby in the throes of her orgasm. Chris slowly turned the speed down until it stopped. Gabby leant forward, unable to support herself; she collapsed onto the carpet, lying there panting. "Ooohhh, that was fantastic," she said quietly. Everyone broke into spontaneous applause. Gabby flushed red with embarrassment, having temporarily forgotten where she was. She sat up. "Thank you everyone. Thank you for coming to and cumming at my party. Chris and I are leaving in a few minutes for a night of fucking, I hope. Have fun here and thank you once again." There was applause and a few cat calls as Gabby and Chris stood up, found Pam and David and thanked them, waved good night to everyone and, still naked, went out the door for the short walk next door. "We'll have to get a tunnel put in so we don't have to walk naked outside," commented Gabby, as she and Chris walked arm in arm. The house was unlocked so they went inside, used the bathroom and then went down to the Dungeon. Marcie had set up some drinks and nibbles on the table alongside the candles and bowl of massage oil. Gabby lit the candles and turned the lights out. She approached Chris. "Oh I do love you so much," she murmured in his ear as she cuddled and kissed him deeply. "I've been waiting for this night for so long and now it's here. Thank you for being the wonderful person you are. Please make sweet love to me all night long." "My darling," replied Chris, "You are the most gorgeous, wonderful sexy creature I know. I also have been looking forward to tonight. I love you dearly and will be very happy to make love to you for as much of the night as we both want." They kissed some more, moulding their naked bodies to one another and gently caressing the skin of their backs, arses and upper thighs. "Why don't you lie on the bed and let me give you a massage," suggested Chris. Then you can return the favor." Gabby lay on her stomach while Chris massaged her back from her neck to the soles of her feet. Gabby remained silent, soaking up the pampering offered by Chris' strong hands as they massaged deeply into her muscles. After nearly half an hour he told her to turn over and repeated the process on her front side, omitting her nipples and pussy area for the first time through and then repeating the massage paying special attention to her erogenous zones. He massaged her pussy lips, spreading the labia and pulling them downwards as he massaged every part of them and then went deeper, entering her virgin cunt and massaging her clit. Gabby started moaning as the sensual waves of pleasure washed over her, gathering and breaking onto her clit and sending pulses of stimulation throughout her body. She was in heaven. She hoped it would never stop, never end. Gradually she became aware of the sensations finding some sort of order, focusing on her clitoral nerves, arousing her as the Sybian did so quickly an hour ago. She started to moan gently, completely unaware that she was making any sound, her whole world contracting to her clit, cunt and the sensations they were giving her. She unconsciously started to move her hips in a fucking motion which Chris matched with his hands. She was slowly, then more quickly, climbing Mt Orgasm, becoming more and more aware of the sensations as she retained less and less conscious control of her responses. She was almost there. A little more rubbing, a few wriggles of her hips to stimulate necessary parts and then she was there. "Oooohhhh, darling, I'm close, oooooohhhhhh, soooo close, aaarrrggghhh, I'm cumming" she yelled, convulsing from the sensations that coursed through her body, curling up on her side in a protective position that prevented any more stimuli for entering her overloaded nervous system. She lay there, panting, for what seemed to her and Chis like hours. Slowly, slowly she came back to waking consciousness, relaxing her muscles, slowing her breathing and straightening her body. "Oh darling, that was wonderful. Thank you so much." She reached up and dragged him down on top of her, kissing him passionately. "Darling, please fuck me. I need to feel your hard cock in my cunt. Please take my virginity now, sweetheart." Chris rolled her onto her back, placed a couple of pillows under her arse, spread her legs wide and placed the head of his cock at her entrance. He kissed her and gently, persistently, he pushed his cock into her cunt in a single thrust, right to the end of her well lubricated passage until it was lodged against her cervix. They both let out their breaths, unaware that they had been holding them, and kissed deeply again. "Mmmm, that feels wonderful. Far better than any dildo or vibrator. Mmmm, fuck me, honey, just fuck me and don't stop." Chris did exactly that, moving gently to begin with, in time with Gabby's movements, they performed together as though they had been doing just that all their lives. Gabby felt the ridge of Chris' cock head stimulating the walls of her cunt; Chris felt the pulsation of Gabby's cunt wall muscles as they gripped and released his cock. Their love making took on a dreamlike quality in which time and space no longer existed, there was just the two of them joined wonderfully in a world of sexual sensations that ebbed and flowed like the tide. Gradually, very gradually, the tempo increased just as it would be expected to. The time between thrusts seeming endless causing the thrusts to occur more rapidly, the sensations to increase and feed on themselves, shooting out to all parts of the bodies, causing tingling from the soles of their feet to the tops of their heads. Gabby thrust her clit harder against Chris' pubic bone, seeking more stimulation which also forced Chris' cock head harder against her cervix, moving her womb slightly with each thrust and causing yet another sensuous feeling deep inside her. Their breathing quickened, breath mingling between breaths so they were breathing the same air as each other, sharing something else of themselves. Both felt their orgasms approaching, sneaking up on them trying to take them unawares, but they noticed. "Ooohh, darling, I'm nearly ready to cum," Chris whispered in her ear. "So am I, honey," replied Gabby. "Let's do it together." A few more thrusts, stimulation flowing through them, raising them higher, higher, then, "Aaaarrrrgggghhhh! I'm cumming!" yelled Chris as he spurted huge globs of cum against Gabby's cervix. The feeling of his hot cum being squirted into her cunt was too much for Gabby's overloaded senses. She erupted in orgasm. "Darling, I'm cumming too!" She thrashed about in her orgasm, almost unseating Chris who had to hold onto her to remain inside her. Tingling sensations flowed through her entire body, she went rigid, motionless, keening a high pitched cry through her tightly clenched teeth, and then relaxing, going limp as though unconscious. "Sweetheart, are you OK?" as ked a worried Chris. "Oooohhh, darling, how can you ask such a question? I'm far more than OK. I am absolutely wonderfully, superbly fantastic. That was so awesome. I can't wait to do it again. Thank you, darling. You are a wonderful lover." Chris was relieved. "Thank you, darling, that was the best cum I've ever had. So much better inside you than by hand. I'm so pleased that we waited, so pleased we were each other's first, so pleased we'll continue making love together forever." "Oh yes, dearest, just a little bit longer than forever, I hope." They lay in each other's arms, he still embedded in her but now lying on their sides, and slipped into an easy, dreamless sleep. Saturday morning dawned and the lovers slept on in the darkened Dungeon. Later that morning they awoke, marveling at waking in each other's arms for the first time. "Good morning, sweetheart," greeted Chris, interrupting their kiss. "Good morning, lover," replied Gabby. "Sleep well?" "Like a log. You?" "Absolutely. Feel like an encore?" "Oh yes, just try to stop me." Chris moved away from Gabby, noticing his cock was already hardening just from her nearness. He lay on his back, cock lying on his abdomen. "Your turn on top," he said. Gabby needed no second invitation. She quickly straddled him facing his head so she could watch his responses. She started massaging his cock and balls, using some more oil from the bowl and pulling the blood into his cock head until it was hard and swollen. Gabby also oiled her breasts, chest and stomach. She then lay down on Chris, sliding herself slowly up and down his chest, abdomen and cock, spreading the oil to increase the sexy feelings. She felt his cock growing harder as her pussy rubbed over it. Gently, with hardly a change in her rhythm, she moved slightly further up his body to allow the head of his cock to find her entrance, then moved back down. The head caught the first couple of times, then popped downwards, rubbing against her pussy again. The third time Chris realised what was happening and he flexed his muscles to raise the head so it was perfectly aligned with her cunt opening. When she moved back down she impaled herself on his cock and kept moving downwards until he was fully planted inside her cunt. They lay still for a few moments, savouring being as one, feeling the ripples of muscle spasms in his cock and her cunt walls. Then gently, so as not to break the contact, Gabby brought her knees up to Chris' hips and sat upright, pressing downwards onto his pubic bone with her cunt lips and clit. She then started a faster rhythm, swaying her hips backwards and forwards by flexing her lower back and tilting her pelvis, massaging her clit on his pubic bone and the head of his cock on her cervix. Chris lay there and accepted this wonderful stimulation, placing his hands sometimes on her hips and sometimes using them to caress her breasts and nipples. She quickened her pace, Chris adjusting to keep up with it. She was bringing him closer to cumming, just as she was approaching her orgasm rapidly. Their breathing rate increased until they were panting and sweating. They were nearly there. Chris reached up and took a firm hold of her nipples between thumb and forefinger of each hand, squeezing them hard. Gabby all but exploded. She threw her head back and screamed. "Yes. Like that, ooooohhhhh! I'm cumming!" She went rigid. Chris felt her cunt wall muscles rippling against his cock, taking him over the edge and he erupted huge spurts of cum into the top of her cunt. The waves of orgasm flowed over them both. Gradually, gently Gabby leant forward and collapsed onto Chris' chest, still panting from the stupendous sensations. "Ooohhh, that was wonderful. So fulfilling, so mind blowing," she whispered into his ear. "Yes, my darling, I know. Mind blowing is an understatement. I love you so much." They lay together for a few more minutes before gently breaking the connection. When he withdrew, Chris' cock had deflated, requiring rest after such a massive cum. They went upstairs to Dana's old room and used the en suite there to shower together, including caressing and cuddling, before returning to the Dungeon to dress informally for breakfast, Gabby in an almost completely sheer pool wrap that only came a few inches below her crotch, Chris in a baggy pair of boxer shorts which clearly showed the outline of his cock. "Good morning, lovers," greeted Marcie as they entered. She had obviously eaten breakfast and was dressed in a very similar garment to what Gabby wore. The nipples and pussies of both women were clearly visible, but small details such as that were of no concern in this household. "Good morning, Marcie," Gabby and Chris chorused. "So how was last night?" asked Marcie. "Oh, where do we start? It was everything I had dreamed of, and more. Chris is the absolutely perfect lover. I am so pleased we waited for each other," effused Gabby. "So what do you think about your catch, Chris?" persisted Marcie. "Gabby is just wonderful. As she said of me, she is the perfect lover." "We made love last night and again this morning," continued Gabby, "Each time was fantastic." "Yes, so I heard," commented Marcie with a grin. Gabby and Chris blushed. "We'll try to be quieter tonight but I can't guarantee we'll succeed," replied Gabby. "That's OK; I really like hearing people cum loudly. It is wonderful to express your love for each other in that way." "Where's Greg?" asked Gabby. "He's still in bed," replied Marcie, "With Julie. She picked him up, or he picked her up, I'm not sure which, and she spent the night with us. She does the most heavenly 69 I've ever had," replied Marcie dreamily. "I think she's staying to have some Dungeon play today and tonight, I hope." "I hope so too," said Greg, wandering into the kitchen, followed by a woman in her early 20s who must be Julie. "Everyone, this is Julie; Julie, this is Gabby and Chris. They've just spent their first night together. By the sound of it this morning it was successful." Julie, Chris and Gabby greeted each other with hugs. "Julie," continued Greg, "I told you that you would be overdressed for this household. Nobody wears a dress to breakfast here. In fact, nobody wears much of anything for most of the time. Come and I'll find you a pool wrap like Gabby and Marcie are wearing, then you'll be more comfortable. Marcie, can you please organise breakfast for us all, we're starving." "Yes, will do," replied Marcie, "Just go and organise suitable undress for Julie." They returned in a few minutes with Julie wearing one of Marcie's pool wraps, looking far more relaxed and sexy. All except Marcie sat and ate breakfast, Marcie joining them in a cup of coffee, out on the deck. Mixed Emotions Ch. 12 Ch 12: Aftermath Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. 3. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order. -------------------------------------------- At last Marcie and Greg had a weekend that was free from interruptions. "Honey, remember that bet we had a few weeks ago, the one I won about Todd participating in Dungeon activities?" asked Marcie. "Yes," replied Greg nervously. "Well, it's time to pay up. The safe word is persimmon, but don't you dare use it. See you in the Dungeon in five." Greg and Marcie met in the Dungeon a few minutes later. "Right, Greg, over to the whipping frame," ordered Marcie. Greg obliged, taking up the usual position in the frame while Marcie attached his wrists to the frame. Instead of attaching his ankles, she now attached his knees, pulling them up as high as they would go. Greg was completely spread-eagled in the frame with his cock and balls hanging down lower than his thighs. Marcie oiled her hand and started massaging Greg's balls and cock. It only took a few seconds for him to become fully aroused, his cock standing to attention and his balls retracting upwards. "That's a lovely target," said Marcie. "Now, fifty strokes, wasn't it?" she asked. "Y-y-yes, I think so," replied Greg hesitantly. Marcie selected her favourite riding crop and approached Greg, swishing it through the air. "Don't expect any mercy now. This is going to be a hard beating because you deserve it. Afterwards I expect you to fuck me well too so you'd better be ready for some pain." Marcie gave Greg a moderate stroke upwards on the base of his balls. "Ooowwww," cried Greg, "That hurts." "That's what it's meant to do," replied Marcie. "It's meant to teach you not to make stupid bets against me. Now count." "One" said Greg. Marcie laid another nine strokes on his balls from various angles, Greg counting each blow. His balls were now beginning to swell noticeably. Marcie changed her target, aiming for the shaft of his cock. She struck harder against the top, sides and underside of the shaft, being careful to avoid the head. The increased bloodflow caused Greg's organ to swell and discolor. By the end of twenty blows to the shaft Greg was writhing in pain. "Ooohhh, that's so painful," he cried, "Please have mercy. Please, no more." "You've only had thirty so far, twenty more to go and these are reserved for the head and balls." Marcie laid a hard blow on the head of Greg's cock, causing him to howl with pain and to writhe in an effort to escape the pain. "No more!" he pleaded, still not using the safe word. Marcie continued applying hard strokes to the head of his cock until they had reached a total of forty. She then turned her attention back to his balls with two hard, rapid strokes to his balls, one from each side, causing Greg to howl in pain. The final eight strokes were applied in rapid succession over the whole genital area, balls, cock shaft and head. By the end of these Greg was hanging limply, sobbing in pain. Marcie was a little concerned. She had become so excited by the pain she was inflicting that she had broken her number one rule; stay in control of yourself. She realized she had let the passion of the moment overrule her innate caution and she had applied far harder strokes than she had meant to. She placed the whip back in its holder and released Greg from the frame. Greg clung to her for support as she helped him to the bed and lay him down on his back. She then gently examined his cock and balls, noticing the swelling and discoloration. She noticed, gratefully, that the skin hadn't been broken so selected some cream to treat the bruising. "This should make you feel better," she told him. Greg winced in pain and cried out when she rubbed too hard, but Marcie noticed that his cock still rose to the occasion as she stimulated his cock while applying the cream. "I see he still works OK," she commented. "Actually, now that the pain is going, I feel remarkably sexy," replied Greg. "However, you may have put me out of action for a while. They heard footsteps on the stairs and turned to see Todd, Dana, Trudi and Julie enter the Dungeon. "We heard noises so came to investigate," said Dana, "What have you done to Dad?" "Well, it was a bet. Greg and I had a bet that Todd wouldn't participate in Dungeon activities within six months of coming here. I won, Greg lost. The payment was fifty strokes of the riding crop on the loser's genitals. However, I think I overdid it a bit." "I'll say," replied Dana, inspecting her father's cock and balls. "Did you lose control of yourself, Mom, or did you mean to almost make him impotent?" "I lost control," admitted Marcie, hanging her head. "I probably deserve punishment myself." "I totally agree," replied Julie, "Now who's going to fuck us each night?" "Well, maybe Todd will be busy for a while, or you could ask David; I'm sure he'd be happy to oblige," replied Marcie. "Well, I think that we should give Marcie a taste of her own medicine," said Dana, "What say you?" she asked, addressing the others. It was agreed. They decided that Marcie also needed to receive fifty strokes on her pussy and breasts and that each of them, including Greg, would administer ten strokes. Greg was sitting up by this stage and tried to stop this process. "Marcie and I had a fair bet and she won, so I had to pay. That's reasonable and I accept that. So she shouldn't be punished," he said. "The first rule of punishment is to stay in control of your emotions," replied Dana. "Mom didn't do that resulting in a far greater punishment than you deserved. She needs to be reminded that the rules apply to her just as they apply to everyone else. So she needs to have this learning reinforced." "I agree," said Marcie, starting to feel incredibly sexy at the prospect of having her pussy beaten. She loved having it beaten, feeling the whip or cane hitting her lips and clit. She would just have to forego sex for a few days but it would definitely be worth it if she could receive a good pussy beating. "I'm sorry. I lost control and hurt you far more than I intended, darling. I deserve to be punished so please punish me. Please beat my pussy and don't spare me. In fact, please give me one hundred strokes on my breasts and pussy with whatever you wish." The group had a discussion and decided that Marcie should be taught a lesson. "OK, we will teach you a lesson, Mom," said Dana. "We'll give you one hundred strokes with whips or canes of our choice on your pussy and breasts. Now, come over to the whipping frame." Marcie walked to the frame and they tied her wrists to the raising bars and pulled them up so that her feet were clear of the ground. They then spread her legs widely and tied her ankles to two ropes, lifting her ankles behind her so that she was suspended face down, legs spread wide apart and breasts hanging. "Dad, do you want to go first?" asked Dana. "Yes, OK," replied Greg selecting a multi-tailed whip. "How about we have two sessions of ten strokes each?" "Great idea," replied Dana. Greg whipped his wife's breasts with three hard blows to each breast then followed this with four hard strokes to her widely spread pussy, seeing her squirm as the ends of the whip landed on her clit. In turn each of Dana, Julie, Todd and Trudi beat Marcie, most selecting a multi-tailed whip but Todd beating her on her nipples and clit with a riding crop, causing Marcie to yell in pain and thrash about in her bonds. After fifty strokes they lowered her wrists and released these, then raised her ankles and spread them wide apart so she was supported upside down. This time Greg took a thin cane and landed four strokes on her breasts, one on the upper surface, one on the lower and two across her nipples. The remaining six strokes he applied hard to her lips, clit and cunt entrance. By the end of this Marcie was screaming to be released and in very obvious pain, but she had not used the safe word. The others again followed Greg's lead and by the end of the fifty cane strokes Marcie was sobbing in pain, her breasts and pussy covered in welts. They lowered her to the floor and carried her onto the bed. Slowly Marcie calmed down and a smile appeared on her face. "Thank you all so much," she said, "I really needed that. It's been so long since I received a good beating. Thank you all. Now Todd, please fuck me hard." "Are you sure that's what you want?" asked Todd dubiously looking at her red and swollen pussy. "Oh, yes please. Fuck me, hurt me, fuck my swollen wet pussy." Todd didn't need to be told again. The beating had obviously aroused him, as it had aroused everyone, and his cock was hard, ready and oozing precum. He lay down on Marcie, trying to keep his weight off her breasts and pussy, and he carefully eased his huge cock into her dripping cunt, continuing until it reached her cervix and his pubic bone was against her bruised pussy. "Ouch," said Marcie as he pressed against her, "Press harder. That hurts so good." Todd started fucking her seriously and Marcie began a continual wail, partly of pain but mostly of arousal. "Yes, yes, yes, yessss, I'm nearly there, fuck me, fuck, fuck, oooohhhhhh, I'm cumming" she cried as she went into paroxysms of painful ecstasy, thrashing around on the bed, hurting her bruised pussy even more. "Ooohhh, the pain, oooohhhh it's soooo good, ooohhh fuck me, fuck me harder." Todd did, continuing to fuck her writhing body as she experienced a continual orgasmic pain, working himself closer until he came, forcing his cock into her cunt harder and releasing his pent up cum against her battered cervix. Slowly they both came down from their orgasmic highs and Todd slowly withdrew. "Oooohhhh, darling, that was wonderful. You're such a fantastic lover," murmured Marcie, "Thank you, thank you so much. I so needed that punishment and fucking. I'll have to be a bad girl again, I can see that." Dana applied some healing cream to Marcie's welts and after a while they all headed upstairs to relax by the pool. Marcie and Greg were on their recliner chairs, side by side, when Dana approached. "How's the two patients?" she asked. "Recovering," replied Greg. Dana looked closely at Marcie's visible welts then inspected Greg's cock and balls, noticing his cock hardened when she stroked it. "Seems everything still works anyway," she said, "Do you want to try it out?" Without waiting for an answer she climbed onto Greg and lowered her pussy down onto his cock, which easily slid into her welcoming, well-lubricated cunt. "Mmmmm, that feels great. I felt so sexy after punishing Mom that I just had to have a cock in me. Those two are sexy as well but they're helping each other," she said, indicating Trudi and Julie engaged in an energetic 69 at the end of the pool. Dana rocked gently backwards and forwards on Greg's cock, eyes closed as she massaged her breasts. After a few minutes of this Greg was getting close. "Sweetheart, I'm about to cum," he said. "Oooohhh, so am I," she replied, "Push it in harder, fuck me hard, shoot your incestuous sperm into my cunt, make me cum, ooooohhhh, I'm almost there, oooohhhh, I'm cumming, cum with me." Greg did, thrusting deeply against his daughter's cervix and releasing his cum against her cervix. For a few seconds they remained like that, unmoving, and then Dana leant forward against Greg and cuddled into him. "I love you Daddy," she said in her little girl voice. "And I love you too, sweetheart," he replied. Author's note: The sequel to this story is named 'Strippers and Prostitutes' and is available on this site.