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Kate's Adventure

By: foolishlittleone



I liked my new outfit. Maybe it was silly but I've been called "too serious" by more than one of my friends. So deciding to break out a bit, I went shopping and came back with a short pleated skirt, sneakers -- real retro Keds, not running shoes -- and a short, loose halter top. When I got home and put them on, even I had to admit I didn't look anything like my real age of 21. I'm only five foot two so accenting my new look by pulling my hair back in a pony tail and putting on a ball cap really made me look younger. I laughed. Then I picked up my new book bag, pink with colorful cartoon characters on it. If my friends could see me now.... 

But they wouldn't.  I was spending the summer in a special program far away from my university. I didn't know a soul which was part of the attraction. It was a chance to be outside my normal social scene and experiment, well that and the opportunity to get some great experience working for a small biotech company. 

Today was Saturday and I was waiting for the bus to go to the city library. I tried to make a habit of spending a few hours there each week to read and study -- like my friends say, I'm too serious. I had a tiny apartment over a garage next to a house owned by an older and very religious couple. Luckily there was a bus stop right out front. It was the end of the line so when I got on the bus it was empty. Over the last few weeks I'd gotten to know the driver, Sam, since we always had a few minutes together before the next stop. When I ran my transit pass through the reader, he did a double take.

"Good Lord, it is you, Kate. I never would have ...."

I smiled and spun around showing off my outfit for him. "Like the new look?"

"I, well, yeah, sure," he stammered, "but what happened to the all-black thing you had goin'? I kinda thought you were into goth and all that."

I giggled and lied. "Oh, goth is so yesterday. I'm going to a party. It's just a costume. Do I look like a kid?"

"Hell, yes. And you better be careful twirling around like that. You're showin' more than you know. Not everybody's a happily married old man like me, you know."

I giggled and blushed. Well, I tried to blush, not sure that I pulled it off. "Isn't this a cool book bag?"

Sam scowled. "Yeah, but don't go trying to get into some movie for children's prices. You could do it looking like that, but it wouldn't be right." He shifted the bus into gear. As I walked down the aisle I heard him mutter, "Jesus, kids these days."

Normally I sat up front so we could talk. Today, though, I had a different plan and made my way to the back, taking a seat near the rear door where there were benches facing each other across the aisle. Two stops later a couple of older ladies got on and sat down in the front. A young guy that I had seen on the bus before entered too. He usually sat in the front but instead came to the back and sat across from me. 

He said, "Hi."

"Hi there. You going to the high school like last time?"

"You remember that?"

"Not too many people on the bus way out here."

"Well, yeah, I've got track practice."

"In the summer?"

He sort of preened. "Yeah. I got a college scholarship for track and need to stay in shape."

"Ooo, that's really cool. You're like a star athlete then, and smart too." I was afraid I was laying it on too thick. I needn't have worried. He was male after all.

"Well, I don't know about star or smart. I'm just happy to have scholarship."

I'd been sitting with my bag on my lap. Putting it aside I leaned back and let my legs part. My skirt rose up my thighs and my new friend took in an eyeful of exposed thigh. To his credit his gaze returned to my face and he ask me where I was going.

"To the library."

"That's a long ride, all the way across town."

"How long do you think it'll take?" I asked.

"With all the stops, I'd guess 40 minutes or so."

"Wow, I guess I should relax and settle in." I put my hands behind my head and stretched one leg along the bench which had the combined affect of raising my halter to just below my breasts and revealing my new panties with Tweety Bird on the pubis. Not sure he got to see Tweety, but since his eyes briefly opened wide he surely got an eyeful of the white cotton stretched over my crotch. "So what's your name?" I asked.

"Er, Dave." I almost laughed, it was like he had to think about it.

"I'm Kate."

"Nice to meet you. Are you new in town. Haven't seen you on the bus before."

Perfect, I thought, he doesn't even recognize me. I told him, "Yeah, only moved here a little while ago. I like it well enough, only the summer's so hot." I pulled at the bottom of my halter as if needing to cool off and fanned it in and out. "I'm learning to wear less and less just to stay cool." He was openly staring now. I was hoping he could see the lower curve of my little breasts. They're just barely a B cup. I giggled as innocently as possible and said conspiratorially, "You know, sometimes I think the best solution would be to not wear panties."

Dave blushed and tried to cover it up with a laugh. "So why don't you? I'm sure lots of girls don't."

"Oh, that's so naughty. I'd have to be a lot more careful with my skirt, wouldn't I?"

"Ah, well, yeah. Guess so."

"Funny how I could wear a tiny bikini that hid almost nothing, but let people see your panties and they think your some kind of slut." He couldn't think of a response, so I went on, "Doesn't seem right to me. Take cheerleaders for example. Just because they wear panties the same color as their uniforms nobody cares if they can see them. Maybe I should find some plaid ones to wear with this skirt, but I thought this pair with Tweety on them was just too cute for words. Wanna see 'em?"

"Ah, er, I, ...," he stammered.

"What's the harm? We're not kids." I pulled up my skirt revealing Tweety in all his glory. "Cute, huh?"

"Um, yeah, very." Dave's face was bright red now.

"And compared to my bikini bottoms really modest too." I patted Tweety. "Without this little guy they're just be conservative cotton underwear." When I let my skirt down I made sure Tweety wasn't entirely hidden.

The bus slowed to a stop and a young couple got on. Dave watched nervously until they took seats in the front. When he turned back, I slipped a hand under my top and scratched between my breasts. "The heat sometimes makes me itch something fierce," I explained. "I thought a loose halter like this would help. Almost put on a tube top, the thin material is great. To tell you the truth, though, it's just too revealing if you know what I mean. Walk into an air conditioned room and the nipples pop right out. Might as well be naked."

I was just babbling now. His stop was coming up and my little game with him would have to end. It'd been fun teasing Dave. Manipulative? Well, yeah, but in a way he clearly enjoyed as evidenced by the bulge in his pants. I even pulled the cord to signal the driver to stop. Dave had certainly forgotten.

"I thought you were going to the library?"

"I am. But you said you where going to track practice and we're at the high school."

He looked crestfallen. "Oh right. Thanks." As the bus slowed he got up and said, "If you were only a few years older."

Giving him my best smile and dropping my childishness I told him, "Then I'd be 24. Looks can be deceiving. Ever notice the girl always dressed in black who rides this bus?"

The door opened and he paused on the step. I chuckled as the light dawned on him. "Jesus, now I see it. Well, thanks for the entertainment."

"Thanks for being a good sport, Dave. I'm looking forward to our next ride together." 

I quickly rearranged my clothes and sat up properly with my bag again on my lap. Apparently some sort of summer program for kids had let out and a bunch of them were boarding the bus. Some noisy boys ran to the back and two girls sat across from me, one maybe 14 the other about 10.

As the bus pulled away from the curb, the older one said, "Gosh, those are really the coolest sneakers. Where'd you get them?"

"Thanks. I found them at that new store in the mall."

"I haven't been there yet."

"I like your book bag," the little one told me. I asked her if she knew the names of the cartoon characters on it, and she rattled right them off.  We chatted for a couple stops, then they got off. It dawned on me that if I was dressed in my usual way they'd probably never had spoken to me. 

All the kids were gone now, but we were picking up passengers at nearly every stop as we headed to the main hub where I would transfer to the line that went by the library.  The test run with Dave had gone so well, I looked around wondering what mischief I could get into with this new outfit. Of the dozen or so passengers the two in the back seemed the best targets.

One appeared to be a thirty something family man who in spite of the hot day was dressed in a nice suit gazing absentmindedly out the window. Across the aisle was a younger man, maybe 26 or so, in a sport shirt reading a magazine. Grabbing a bus schedule from a pocket near the door I approached the family man.

"Excuse me, sir, are you from around here?" I asked trying to sound polite and tentative.

"Yes, I am. Can I help you?" he replied with a smile.

Holding up the bus schedule, I said, "I can't figure out which bus I need to transfer to. I'm going to the library."

"Well, let's have look."

I handed him the pamphlet and put my book bag in the overhead rack which, since I'm so short, gave him what I hoped was a nice view of my flat tummy and thighs as I stretched up on my tiptoes. With any luck the guy on the other side got a nice view too, maybe even a flash of panties. In case he didn't, I knelt on the seat to lean over the map my helper had found in the middle of the schedule.

"I haven't looked at one of these in some time. I just know how to get downtown and back," he told me. He seemed to be a nice friendly guy, but that didn't stop him from looking down my top. "Let's see, there's the library so...."

"Ouch!" I exclaimed and bent over so I could, with a hand on his thigh for support, scratch my back with the other. "Sorry, this is a new top and there's a tag or pin or something that digs into me every now and then." Hunching my back I fumbled awkwardly with my top with one hand, giving him at least a glimpse of bare breast, and worked my other hand higher on his leg. "There.  I think that's better." Twisting my head around as if checking on my top, I caught the other guy staring at my ass. My skirt was pulled high enough to give him a nice view. I scratched behind me one more time and let my hand move higher on the family man's thigh. Boy did I get a nice surprise. My hand rested on a nice thick cock. Not erect, but on it's way.

"Opps. I'm so sorry," I said sitting down on the seat. From the heat on my face I knew I was blushing. I had been looking to give him an intimate squeeze. "I really didn't...."

He just laughed. "That's okay. Accidents happen." Then ever so nicely he proceeded to show me what bus I needed to take to get to the library, even counting out the stops so I would know when to ask for it to stop. 

Sitting with a leg tucked up under me and my skirt pulled up just short of my crotch, I said, "Thanks so much. My name's Kate. What's yours?"

"I'm Hank Brown. Very please to meet you, Kate." He shook my hand very gently.

"What do you do Mr. Brown?"

"I'm a minister."

Jesus Christ, I'd groped a preacher! Doing my best stay in character, I said. "Wow. A preacher. That's really neat. What church?"

"The Trinity Congregational a few stops back near where I got on."

"Oh that's a pretty one. Lots of trees around it, right?"

"Yes, that's it. Stop in sometime. Service is Sunday at 11 o'clock and we have a youth group too. And a choir of course. Do you sing?" He paused. "But I'm getting ahead of myself. Do you have a church now?"

"No. Mom's not the church going type," I lied. Actually my mother was a devoted Quaker. "But I do love to sing."

"Well, do you think she would mind if you sang in our choir? We're always looking for another strong voice and trying hard to attract young people, and who wouldn't want to attract a young person who was spending part of her Saturday at the library?" The bus approached the central transit hub. "But we're not pushy. Try us out. Take it or leave. Nobody will pressure you." We stood up and he got my bag down for me. "And about the choir, they are pretty cool. Sing all sorts of stuff, not just old fuddy-duddy hymns you know." As we stepped of the bus, he said, "Nice having met you, Kate. Enjoy your day."

"Thanks Rev. Brown. I might just surprise you and come to choir practice."

Over his shoulder he said, "Thursday nights at 8 o'clock. Just show up. You'll be welcome."

Fuck, I loved to sing, at least I'd loved being part of the high school chorus. Rev. Brown's invitation actually appealed to me. I stuffed it in the back of my mine, though. Today was for game playing, and my next game was at the library so I looked for my bus.

The past few weeks the bus to library had been pretty empty. For better or worse today was different. I got on board just before it left only to find it packed, and there were plenty of people boarding behind me. Working my way to the back, I noticed lots of people, most of whom were youngish guys with ID's on lanyards around their necks.  I'd read about some kind of hi-tech trade show being held at the conference center downtown. 

I had to stop in the aisle in the back of bus. All the seats were full and it was standing room only which is not so bad for a short trip unless you are five foot two and crammed in between a couple of tall people, in my case a twenty-something guy who was easily six foot four and a statuesque blond only a few inches shorter. They easily grabbed the straps for standing passengers while carrying on a conversation about "symmetric multiprocessing," apparently the topic of the closing session. Meanwhile I tried to stay upright by clinging to the backs of the seats on either side and hoped the driver would stop letting more people on only to disappointed. "Please move to the back," the driver called. "We have room for more."

Figuring I'd get a little relief from the crowding if I got my book bag out of the way, I hefted it up to the overhead luggage rack with no help forthcoming from the techies on either side. On my tiptoes and listening to phrases like "64 thousand quad cores working together" and "that OS really kicks ass" I had just slipped my bad onto the rack when the bus lurched forward. 

Must have been payback karma from teasing the budding athlete and accidentally groping the minister coupled with the cruelty of being a short person in a tall world. I was extended just as far as I could go when the bus lurched. The tall people on either side of me just clung to their straps and chuckled a bit, hardly interrupting their discussion while I came down hard, and thankful that my bag stayed on the rack rather than falling on my head. Thing was, being squeezed between these two people, when I came down my halter and skirt stayed up. For a moment there I was, bare tits pressed to the guy in front of me and nothing but Tweety Bird panties to cover me down below while my hands waved frantically in the air seeking unsuccessfully for the back of the seats on either side.

While the two people engaged in their, to me, useless dialog, the guys sitting in those seats next to me didn't miss a beat. I heard, "Jesus, check this out" and "Frank, look here." With my face pressed into a male chest I said, "Hey, how about a little help?" Without even pausing in his conversation, the guys shifted back enough so that I could pull my top and skirt down. The woman behind me kept up her end of the dialog while pulling my halter down in back, even gave me a pat on the shoulder to let me know I was okay. I felt like somebody's wayward puppy steered back on track.

"Hey, little girl, what's you name?" the guy sitting to my right asked pulling at my skirt like he was helping me out but actually trying to look up it. His leering grin was too much to bear. I grabbed his finger and pulled it back roughly. 

"Touch me or my clothes again and I'll break this off."

Yanking back, he said, "Jesus, honey, just trying to help."

"Fuck you, you lecher. Pick on a girl your own size."

Turned out the guys in the seats ahead and behind him had been paying attention and a smattering of applause erupted along with cries of "you go, girl" and "what a dick." The miscreant slouched low in his seat.

Tired of having my breasts pressed against a man, I turned around.

"Hi there," said the tall blond whose tits were staring me in the face. "Nice to see you can take care of yourself. You have to when you go out dressed like that."

I looked up at her. Way the fuck up. She was a foot taller than me and we were pressed together. Just then the driver hit the brakes hard and I automatically reached out to steady myself as everyone was tossed about. Turned out the nearest thing to my hands was her ass -- her bare ass. My hands were under her skirt and there weren't any panties there.

As I clutched her buttocks, she just looked down and smiled. "See, I know. If you dress for comfort you need to be ready for anything. I knew it'd be hot today, so I dressed for it. But at the same time I'm ready to defend myself."

I let go of her and said, "Well at six two or whatever, that's probably not so hard."

"Oh, the stories I could tell. I'm just glad to see you aren't willing to be a victim." She glanced at the guy who'd tried to look up my skirt now trying to make himself invisible. "You handled that prick quite well." Then she ducked her head next to mine and whispered, "And I really loved your hands on my ass."

While the bus made it's way through traffic, the tall woman pulled out a business card and wrote something on it's back. Handing it to me she ducked her head again saying just for my ears, "This is where I'm staying and that's my cell phone number. If you'd like some fun later, give me a call. I've got a really sucky business dinner I have to go to, but after that I'm free. And my flight out tomorrow isn't until the afternoon." The she stood up and said to the tall guy behind me, "You know, maybe you'd be interested in what my company...." Looking at her business card, I lost the thread of their conversation. This gorgeous woman wanted me. That was far more than I'd expected when I set out on this role playing adventure.

The next few stops were near the major hotels and the conventioneers got off, including my blond suitor. A little while later I got off at the library.

Walking up the steps to the impressive building I thought about my day so far. I'd dazzled Dave, gave the preacher an erection, and the bombshell blond had made an explicit pass at me, an invitation that I could still accept. I decided my new outfit had been a good investment. 

Inside, the library was cool and quiet. Normally I'd have perused the stacks looking for an interesting biography or a book about the environment. Today, I wanted to be around people, so I went to the area for periodicals and newspapers. There, on any given day, you could find those with an addiction to certain newspapers or particular science journals or just plain popular crap. I usually browsed through the New York Times, the Washington Post, and San Francisco Chronicle thinking that gave me a good overview of the nation. Today, though, I thought the best way to stay in character was People, Seventeen, and Variety, and, after gathering one of each, sat down in a grouping of stuffed chairs to read.

Ever notice that in any library the magazine and newspaper reading area is dominated by men? Women just don't hang out there. All to the good as far as I was concerned. I sat, crossed my legs like a man with an ankle on my knee, and began to read. Wasn't long before, glancing over the top of my magazine, I noticed all the men in the vicinity stealing looks my way. Tweety wasn't exposed by it was quite easy to see up my skirt to the white cotton crotch of my panties. Every now and then I adjusted the elastic next to my pussy as if I was alone in the room. I could hear pages being turned but was pretty sure not many words were being read. Still, after the bus, this wasn't very exciting so I decided to check out the stacks. 


Kate's Adventure



Ellis waited patiently. Patience was something he a lot of. Ellis was very precise in everything he did. Ellis sat amid a world of electronics. The wall he faced could not be seen. It was covered with video screens.

He waited for Kate to return home. He would know exactly when she arrived. Ellis had hacked her home security system. When she entered her access code, he would watch it in one of the myriad of screens on his wall. He was patient as he waited for Kate.

He knew everything about her life. Ellis had picked Kate carefully. He had started with the data base of one of the largest match making services. He had spent hours and days delving into the applicant's files. When he found a likely prospect, he used a private detective service to examine their life in detail.

Ellis rejected any of the prospects that had had lied on their applications, in any way. Most of them did. Many in major ways. Most in minor ways. He had narrowed his search. After sifting all of the data through his narrow screen. Only Kate remained. Ellis knew everything about Kate.

Kate was perfect. She was twenty six. Her early marriage had failed. Her inability to bare children was a factor in the failed marriage. Children would have changed her life. Having children would not have saved her marriage. There was no adventure in her husband. Kate longed for adventure in her life.

Her application listed friendship, intimacy, and adventure as the main things she was looking for. Ellis was already her friend. He had chatted with her through the service for several months. Kate had been pressing him to meet. She chatted comfortably with him. They were scheduled to chat tonight.

Ellis hoped she actually did want adventure in her life. Kate's adventure started tonight. There is always an element of danger in adventure. A safe tame adventure, was a fairy tale not an adventure.

Ellis sat up as he saw the small security screen light up. Kate was entering her security code into her home security system. He knew that she felt secure in her locked and gated world.

Ellis knew that her world was not secure. He had bypassed every security system in her world. Ellis had not just bypassed her security. He had overlaid her system with his own.

Ellis watched her enter the front door. His security cameras had been placed in every room of her house. The whole system ran through her computer. It worked even when she thought her computer was off.

Ellis loved to watch her masturbate. She usually did it twice each night. The first time would be in her bath. It was usually the first thing she did when she arrived home from work.

Kate went to her desk in the living room. She turned on, the already running computer. She set the mail on the desk. She went to her bedroom. Kate kicked off her shoes. She removed the primly proper skirt and blouse from her body.

Kate detested her job. Her job was demanding. She never stopped moving from her arrival until her departure. It was also boring. She did the same thing every day.

There was neither romance nor adventure within the staff. No one ever looked at her in any other way, than as a data machine. Her business life was not even about people. Her job was one of numbers and files.

She would quit, except that her job paid quite well. She had never been able to get ahead financially. Her job did cover the expenses in her world. Her life outside of her business world was just as boring as the office. The only adventure in her life was in her head.

Kate started her bath. Her walk in bathtub with electronic controls, was one of her few luxuries in life. She loved to soak in hot swirling water. Kate lit candles in the room. She added a sweet aromatic oil to her bath.

Kate's vagina flushed as she removed her bra. She viewed herself in the mirror. She always dressed herself, to hid any sign of her sexuality from the world. She could not hid her sexuality, when she removed her clothing.

Kate's body was lush and full. She lightly stroked her body as she looked herself over. Light ripples of pleasure spread through her body as she caressed herself. Her body showed the weekly sessions in the physical fitness gym. Her body was as well kept, as her world was.

Kate raised her passion with her hands, as she watched herself in the mirror. She wished that someone other than her self was watching. She wished there were a lot of people watching. Her fantasy world usually started with herself naked before an audience. In her fantasy world. She was always forced into her nakedness.

Kate's panties were damp from her arousal. Kate slipped them off. She slipped into the hot water. The adventure in her mind had begun. It was the only excitement she had in her world.

Ellis was pleased as he watched her excite herself before the mirror. He wished he had a camera under the water. He loved to watch her passion rise as she masturbated. Her foreplay always began slow and sensuous. It would raise to forceful.

Ellis stroked his erection as he watched. His passion rose with hers. He loved to watch her. He watched, as Kate's masturbation changed from sensual to sexual. She began to pinch her nipples. She twisted them. She pulled them to full erection. Her hands were no longer gentle with herself.

Ellis knew that she was pinching and scratching her tender inner thighs. He had watched her do it in her bed. Ellis was aroused, as she began to moan. He knew her moans would begin to form words. They were always words of protest and pleading.

"No. Please. Please no."

Ellis' passion rose, as he heard her plead to her fantasy assailant. She always plead. She was always violated in her mind. Ellis found his sticky orgasm, as Kate rose to hers.

Kate's orgasm was raising. In her mind she was being violated. Her violation was complete. She saw herself being taken in public. She could feel the greedy eyes on her body. She was violated crudely.

The hands she envisioned, were rough and demanding. The acts she was forced to perform, were as rough and demanding as the hands were. Her orgasm was full and powerful. She relaxed into her afterglow, as she let the gentle flowing water caress her.

Kate dried herself. She dressed in sexy underwear. She slipped on a sensuous silk robe. The robe caressed her body as it clung to every curve. Kate began her own seduction.

She would be hot when she slipped into her bed, and the vivid fantasy world in her head. Her orgasm's in her bed were always more exciting. In her bed she would use the latex erection, that lived in the drawer next to her bed.

Kate pushed the button on the micro wave without looking in it. She knew that the catered meal would be there. Her house cleaner put the meal into the microwave when it was delivered. It was the last thing she did, before she left the house each night. 

Kate's financial picture would have been brighter without the house keeper and catered meals. She had no intention of being a housewife, even for herself.

Kate went to her computer and her mail. She wished it would be different one night. Her evenings were all the same. She looked forward to her chat with Ellis. She had grown fond of him. Their Internet romance was blooming. Kate was afraid that it would somehow end. All of the other men she had contacted through the dating service had vanished, almost at once.

Kate wanted some romance in her life. Even her fantasy sex life, was becoming boring to her. She retrieved her meal. She sat at the desk as she logged on. Kate was somewhat annoyed when she heard her cell phone ring. She thought about letting the answering service deal with the call. She answered the phone.

"I thought that it would be much more intimate to chat on the phone. The keyboard is so impersonal."

Kate wanted to just hang up on the prank call. Her curiosity overrode her prudence.

"Who is this."

"This is Ellis."

"How did you get my phone number?"

"I know everything about you. I have spent a lot of my time and resources finding out about you. I don't trust the dating service to properly screen the applicants."

Kate became furious. She realized her secure world had been invaded.

"How dare you."

"I have done nothing you have not requested in your profile. You wanted adventure. Do you think you can find adventure within your locked world? Adventure is never safe. There is always an element of danger in any adventure."

"I think I should hang up right now."

"And do what? You could watch the Disney channel. Or, there is always a pay per view movie. Perhaps that is the only adventure you'll ever find in your safe secure world.

Look at your mail. There is a letter from the Cayman Islands. I'll call you later. If you do not want adventure in your life, let the phone ring. If you don't answer the phone when it rings, you'll never hear from me again."

Kate heard the connection die. Her heart was beating fast. There was a flush on her face. There was also a flush between her legs. She was sexually excited. She was furious at Ellis for violating her privacy. She was furious at herself for being excited about it.

The letter was nondescript in it's appearance. She opened it. There was a plastic credit card folded into the letter. The letter read like an Internet scam. The letter told of her wealth in another country. She was waiting for the letter to request her bank numbers.

The letter informed her that the card accessed her new account. It said she had an initial payment from her new found wealth of $50,000. The letter provided her with an access code.

She threw the letter and card aside, as she ate her catered meal. As usual it was expertly prepared. She was sure the letter was a scam. She would have already thrown it away, if she had not received Ellis' call earlier.

Kate had to know if the money was real. She first logged onto the foreign account. Her access code reveled a balance of $50,000. She logged on to her bank account. She transferred $10,000 from the foreign account into her checking account.

Kate sat stunned as the funds appeared in her account. She transferred $10,000 into her savings account. That transfer also showed in her account. Kate still had a hard time believing it.

Kate slipped on some clothes. She left the house. She drove to the shopping mall. She used her card in the ATM machine. The machine counted out $200 as she watched.

Kate went into a jewelry store. She found a pair of diamond studs for her pierced ears. Her heart was beating, almost in panic as the clerk scanned the card. The clerk handed her a receipt, and the diamonds. The studs cost over a thousand dollars. She drove home in a state of total confusion, and excitement.

Kate went to her bedroom. She slipped on a sexy night gown. It seemed important to be properly dressed when Ellis called again. She went to the bar in the den. She put on some pleasant romantic music.

Kate sat on the couch. She put the diamond studs and the receipt on the table. She drank her drink. She looked at the diamonds with wonder. She had to accept the money as real.

Kate had poured herself another drink, when the phone rang.

"The diamonds are quite nice. They would look much better in your ears than on the table."

Kate's eyes flew open in shock. She realized Ellis could see her in her own home. Her eyes flew around the room looking for the camera.

"How dare you invade my house like this."

"Do you want me to leave your life? That's easy. Call your security company. They'll find all of the cameras. They'll also purge the program that controls them from your computer."

"You can hang up now. They will never find a trace of me. The invasion of your home will just become another unsolved mystery. Hang up now. I'll vanish from your life. You'll always wonder."

A myriad of thoughts flew through Kate's mind. Her mind flashed from panic to wonder, then back to panic again. Her thoughts went a thousand ways at once. Her head was reeling.

"What do want from me?"

"The same things you want. I want adventure, and an intimate relationship. You did say you looked for intimacy in your life."

"This does not seem intimate to me."

"You are lying to me, and yourself. You are excited right now. You are wet with passion, thinking about our relationship. Our intimacy right now is as real, as the excitement in your mind when you masturbate at night."

"I suppose you have invaded my bedroom as well."

"Yes I have. For some time now. I think your outfit is quite nice. The light blue suits you well. Put the diamonds on. Pose for me. Turn as you do. I want to see the diamonds flash."

"Do you really expect me to follow your orders?"

"Yes I do. I expect it. Do you think you can have an adventure, and be in control of it. You are in control of your fantasies. I'm sure they are fun. You seem to enjoy them. If they were an adventure, you would not be seeking one."

"I suppose you think you can buy my time."

"I already have. You would not be talking to me right now if the money had not been real. The money is as real, as the diamonds on your table. If you make love to me tonight there will be another deposit in the account."

"You think I am a prostitute? I think your a bit presumptuous right now."

"You're right. I am presumptuous right now. You'll make love to me tonight, or I'll be the one who hangs up. I think you will turn a trick for $50,000. Most women would."

"I do not know wither to be angry or amused."

"Your vagina knows. Put hour hand down there. Check the temperature. You don't need to touch it, to know that you are excited. It would feel good to do it. It would excite me."

Kate's mind whirled. He was right. She was as excited as she had ever been. Her vagina wanted more than her hand. It demanded at least that. Kate set the phone onto speaker mode. She sat the phone down. She slid forward on the cushion. Her hands went naturally to her crotch.

"Can you see me right now?"

"Yes. Take off your gown. Masturbate in your underwear. Put the diamonds in your ears."

Kate stood. She posed for her unseen lover. She removed the gown as she swayed to the music. She stood in her sexy underwear as she posed for Ellis.

She put the diamond studs in her ears. She danced as her passion rose. Her passion took over her mind. She sank back onto the couch. She began to masturbate.

"Can you still see me?"

"Yes. I can. Your passion makes you so much more beautiful, than you already are."

Kate let her mind go. Her hands raised her passion as she spoke.

"Does it excite you right now?"

"Yes it does. It's quite tame, but it will get better."

"Can it ever be anything but tame through the phone?"

"It can. It will. The adventure has only just started."

Kate let her mind run free. She let her hands free also. Her mind left the telephone behind. Kate found her passion raised by her exhibition. Her fantasy world took over her mind as her hands moved.

"No please. Don't watch me. It embarrasses me to much. Please."

In Kate's mind, she was forced to display herself to a group of leering men. She could feel their lust as she was forced to masturbate for them. Who forced her to preform was never clear to her. She knew she had to do it. Her fantasy world was merging with her real exhibition.

"Please Ellis. Turn the camera off. Don't watch me. Please."

Katee rose to her orgasm. It was powerful. She shuddered out her pleasure. Her orgasm did not bring her relief. She was still raging with passion as her body relaxed from her orgasm.

Kate rose to her feet. She walked to the bar. She poured herself a drink. She turned. She sipped from the glass. Her eyes flirted with the unseen camera.

"Did it excite you? Did you find pleasure in it? Did you ejaculate when I came?

"Yes I did."

"Am I just an expensive phone sex service to you?"

"The adventure has only started. You would never be satisfied with phone sex. Your body demands more. I demand more."

"This is just the seduction? The sex comes later?"

"You could look at it that way."

"How do you look at it Ellis?"

"I see it as your first trick. The first one was easy. It'll get harder as we go."

"Am I just a fancy prostitute? That does not seem so intimate to me."

"It's not intimate. It's exciting. Do you expect intimacy on the first date? Can intimacy arise from a casual relationship? Isn't there an element of trust needed to become intimate?

Kate was not sure how to answer. She sipped her drink.

She leaned back. She smiled her most sexy smile."

"Do you think I'm pretty?"

"Does it make a difference?"

"I think it does."

"I have no way to know that yet. Beauty comes from within. You have yet to shine in your life. Neither of us know if you are pretty."

"Are you pretty."

"No, I'm not. Not even when I shine. I have not shined for a long time"

"Now what?"

"I hang up."

Kate was shocked. She was enjoying herself. She enjoyed very few things. There was a dullness in her life. Nothing was either pleasant or unpleasant in her life. Everything seemed to have the same color and flavor about it.

"I don't want you to hang up."

"You must get ready for our affair. I'll call back when you are ready. I'll share your bed tonight."

"Please stay a little longer."

The phone went silent. Kate picked up the phone. She was excited. She was sexually aroused. She wondered if Ellis was watching. She knew she would wonder about it all the time.

Kate let her hand slip between her legs. She hoped he was watching right now. Just the thought aroused her further. She began to masturbate. She found a powerful orgasm. The orgasm seized her body with powerful surges of pleasure. She had never been so sexually excited.

Kate was self conscious throughout the evening. She did not know if she was on display or not. Kate sat at the computer terminal. She went through her e-mail. She surfed a little. She could not concentrate on any of it. She went back into the den.

She began to dance. She drank enough alcohol to relax. Her body relaxed. Her mind was not calm in any way. Her vagina raged. She masturbated as she danced. Her orgasm brought her dance to an end. She finished her dance on the floor with her legs open as she spasmed in her pleasure.

She lay in her afterglow. Her vagina still raged. Her mind was in turmoil. She wanted to talk to Ellis. She was frustrated. She hoped he had watched her orgasm. She hoped he found pleasure in it. She hoped he ejaculated when she came. It was maddening not to know.

Kate's passion was higher after she had masturbated, than before she had started. She thought about starting again. She shook off the thought. She thought about what Ellis had said. He said he would call when she was ready for their affair. She decided she would get ready for a date.

That thought excited her. She felt like she did getting ready for one of her first teen age dates. She did not know what to expect on her first dates. It was the same tonight. She would dress for Ellis. She had no idea what to expect.

Kate went through her closet. She rummaged for just the right outfit. She did not even know what she was looking for. Something sexy she was sure. Other than bed wear, she had no sexy clothes. She was sure after her search, she had nothing appropriate to wear.

She looked at the time. The mall was still open. She dressed quickly. She drove to the mall. At least she didn't have to look at price tags tonight. Kate went to the expensive clothing store. She had shopped there many times. She had never felt she could afford to buy anything there.

She looked at dresses. She tried several of them on. The time was running out. The mall would be closing soon. She found a black sheath cocktail dress. It clung to her. It showed every curve on her body. The dress was cut low. She blushed as she looked at herself in the mirror.




Kate's Adventure



The dress showed her cleavage almost to her nipples. The dress was cut quite short. She knew that her stocking tops and garter straps would show when she sat down. The dress fit as if it were tailored for her. She bought it before she lost her courage. He dress cost over five hundred dollars. She smiled as she handed the clerk the card.

The card was scanned. The clerk handed her the dress and her receipt. Kate still had a hard time believing that it was all real. The dress was real. That was enough for tonight.

Kate went to the intimate apparel shop. She quickly found a set of under wear. She also picked out silk stockings. She had never felt she could afford silk stockings before.

The money may not be real. The things she bought were. She added a new garter belt to the purchases. The shop was closing as she made her purchases. The card worked like magic.

Kate's excitement rose as she slowly drove home. She entered her house in a sexual fever. She had no way of knowing wither Ellis was watching or not. She was sure he was. Kate went to the bar in the den. She drank one shot as she stood at the bar. She took another shot back to the coffee table.

She was aroused. She was excited. She fondled her body as she relaxed into the music. She wanted to masturbate. She also wanted to be seduced. The alcohol loosened her.

She began a seduction of her own. She stood in front of the mirror. She caressed herself. Every nerve was alive. Her eyes were sultry as she slowly disrobed.

Her slow seductive strip tease, brought her to just her panties. She stroked herself as she danced. Her passion was raging. It took all of her will power not to masturbate. She posed for her unseen lover.

Kate took the purchases into the bed room. She laid her clothes out on the bed. She entered the bathroom. She dialed in another bath. She played with her hair, as she waited for the tub to fill. Her mind never left the unseen lover that watched her. It was maddening not to know, if he was watching or not.

Kate removed her damp panties as she climbed into the tub. Her determination not to masturbate, dissolved in the hot water. Her vagina was weeping. Her breasts were hard. Her nipples were swollen. She was in full sexual heat.

Her hands went to her open vagina. They worked without her volition. She was moaning. She began to shake as her orgasm approached. Her mind sank into her fantasy world.

"Please. No. Please let me go."

In her mind, she was being forced to pleasure the crude rough man. She could feel his energy. She had never been able to put a face, on the assailant that lived in her head. She was never sure what he was doing to her.

She had no picture of the details. She was sure she was being forced to preform sexually. She was sure she was being made to do it publicly. Other than that it was all vague in her mind.

Tonight her passion was raised higher, than she knew it would go. She began to understand the limitations, she had held on her passion. She was not even sure that she had ever tasted lust. Her most exciting times, were never as exciting as this was right now.

Kate's orgasm exploded. It did not build as it usually did. It just exploded. She began to shriek as well as moan. Her orgasm was vocal. She could not remain silent. Her body trembled and shook. Her pleasure came in waves of passion. She shook with pleasure as the orgasm took over her mind.

She wanted to think of Ellis. She wanted to seduce him with her passion. She found only her assailant in her mind. The shocks of intense pleasure, brought a picture of her assailant to her mind. She could not picture his face. She could only see his hand, as he slapped her. As her orgasm peaked, she could hear his voice in her mind. Do it bitch. Do it now.

The assailant's crude words echoed in her mind. Her body relaxed, with little shudders of pure pleasure. Kate thought she could taste the pleasure. Her mouth filled with a sweetness, she had never tasted before.

Kate relaxed for only a moment. She was still raging. The pleasure from her hand, would not satisfy her vagina this night. She stood in the tub. She posed for Ellis as the water dripped from her body. Her vagina also dripped with wetness.

On an impulse, she raised her hand to her mouth. She smiled a mischievous smile. She licked her fingers. She hoped Ellis could hear her, as well as see her. She knew in her heart he was watching.

"I wish you could taste me. My passion is sweet like honey."

Kate went into her bedroom. It was a tease she was producing. She wanted to inflame Ellis with the same passion she had. Her dressing felt different. The smooth silk material caressed her, as she smoothed her underwear onto her body.

The silk seemed alive to her. She felt as if she were placing Ellis' hands on her body. She shuddered with pleasure, as she thought about his hands being on her body. Her vagina roared. 

Her body began to control her. Her hands moved over her body sensuously, as she dressed. Before she put the dress on, she looked at herself in the mirror. She stood with her legs slightly open. Her stance was a subtle invitation.

She saw a sexy woman looking back at her. She had never seen herself as sexy before. The most she had ever been able to see was pretty. She had a few times dressed up, and saw herself as pretty. Never beautiful or sexy. She was both beautiful and sexy tonight. She did not hope Ellis found her desirable. She knew in her mind that he did.

She surveyed herself fully dressed for her date with Ellis. She was pleased with her reflection. She returned to the den. She poured herself another drink. She sat on the couch and wondered what would happen now.

The sound of the cell phone's ring, startled her. It also sent waves of desire through her. Her panties dampened as she pushed the button to accept the call. Ellis' voice came through the speaker phone.

"You look quite beautiful in your new dress."

Kate's eyes were sparkling. She knew he had watched it all.

"I bought it for you. I thought about you while I shopped. It all seems so strange. I have no idea about you. You know everything about me."

"I only know, what you know about yourself. You are as much a stranger to yourself, as I am to you. You have never stepped out of the persona your parents dressed you in."

"I feel like a stranger to myself right now. Do you know who I am?"

"No I don't. My fantasies are as vague as yours are."

Kate felt as if Ellis had been watching inside her mind. Did he know how vague her fantasy world was?

"I am ready for our date. Can you kiss me through the telephone? Can you caress my breasts electronically?

"Can words caress? Can you feel my kisses, in my words? Neither of us know. My words excite you. My ideas bring you passion. I share your excitement right now. I'll taste your lust... If you find it. You have never known lust In your life."

"Are you sure. You have only been in my life a short time. You cannot find that out in my data files, even if you have them all."

"If you had tasted lust, even once, you would not be able to continue in your safe secure world. You would leave the safety of your world. You would search to find it again."

"Have you ever tasted lust?"

"Yes. I have."

"Yet you stay in your safe world. You are not here."

I have tasted it. I seek it again. I am in your life right now, seeking it."

"Is there no lust in your world? You have to seek it in mine?"

"I find pleasure in my world. I find passion in my world. There is no lust here."

"I'll share your lust, or I'll have none. There'll be no lust tonight. If we find real passion tonight, we'll start the journey tomorrow."

"If we do not find real passion tonight, does it end?"

"Yes. We'll pass like ships in the night. We'll both wonder what it might have been. Tonight will become a fading memory for us both."

"You said you shared my excitement. Is excitement not enough?"

"No it is not. I demand more than that."

"Demand is such a harsh word. It scares me."

"Good. It's a start. I demand much. You'll give it to me. Isn't your fear exciting?"

"Yes. It's delicious. It raises my passion. I want to share my passion with you."

"You are. Right now. Take me to your bedroom."

Kate picked up her phone. Her head was reeling, as she went to her bedroom. She plugged in her phone into the charger by her bed. She sat on the side of the bed.

She didn't know what to do. Her body was seething with passion. Her vagina was open. She could not keep her hips still. They rocked in her need.

Ellis' voice was harsh. The words came to her, like slaps to her face.

"Take the dress off. Take it off, or I'll slap you."

"Your voice scares me."

"Take the fucking dress off. Do it now."

The harsh demands were like slaps to her mind. They were like caresses to her vagina. Each command brought her new waves of excitement. Her panties were no longer damp. They were wet.

"Please Ellis. Don't make me do it. Just let me do it for you. Don't force me."

"Take the fucking dress off. Follow my orders. Follow them exactly."

Kate was crying softly as she stood beside the bed. She unzipped the dress. She felt her face flush as she let the dress fall from her.

"Put your hands behind your back. Hold your wrists."

Kate felt a flush of wetness between her legs, as she complied.

"Turn around slowly."

Kate's face flushed with embarrassment as she slowly turned.

"Lay down on the bed. Keep your hands behind you."

Kate laid down on her back, on the bed. Her hips were rocking. She felt a fever in her body. The heat came from her vagina. The heat filled her body. It radiated from her red face. Kate felt as if she were on display. She squirmed in her need. Soft moans came from her mouth.

Sounds came from the speaker phone. At first Kate could not make out anything except noise. The volume increased. She could make out sounds of people talking and laughing. It sounded like the back ground noise of a bar or tavern.

"Close your eyes."

Kate lay on the bed in darkness. Her active imagination painted a picture of the leering men, as they watched her in her bondage. Kate could not keep her hips still. She could not keep herself quiet. Kate moaned. She began to plead.

"Please let me go. Don't do this to me."

"I'll never let you go. You'll please me and my friends. I'll chain you to the bed. You'll serve us all."

Kate struggled against her bondage. Her heat rose again. Her vagina was wet. It was open. Kate began to cry. She cried in her shame, and her need.

"Take off your bra."

Kate released herself from her bondage long enough to comply with the order. She removed the bra. She placed her hands behind her back, into bondage again.

Kate's nipples were erect. She began moaning again. Kate's hips rocked in her need. Ellis' voice was deep as he spoke.

"Nice piece of ass. She'll please us all. She's a hot bitch."

The embarrassment flared in Kate's face. Her tears of shame flowed down her cheeks.

"Please don't do this. Let me go."

"Use one hand. Handle yourself as the men would."

Kate released one hand. She began to caress herself. Waves of passion spread throughout her body, raised by the touch of her hand.

"The men watching you, would not touch you like that. They would not caress your body. They would not be gentle. Put their lust into your hand."

Kate's hand became rough in her handling of her body. She let her hand fill with the men's lust. Her hand began to maul her breasts. She pinched and pulled her nipples. Her passion was raging.

She used her hand between her tightly clenched legs. Her fingers found her passion spot. She writhed. She tried to escape her invading hand.

"Open your legs bitch. I'll use my belt, if you do not."

Kate plead. She slowly relaxed her legs. Her hand went further into her crotch. Her hand was rough and crude in it's invasion. Kate began to masturbate. The moans of pleasure fell from her lips.

"Please. No. Let me go."

"Put your hand behind your back."

Kate moaned out her frustration, as she forced her hand from it's pleasure. Kate returned to her bondage. She was crying. Her hips were animated. She strained to fight the passion that raged in her body.

"Roll over."

Kate rolled onto her stomach. Her hands held her wrists. Her hips were rocking in time to the moans that came from her mouth.

"Roll the panties off your ass."

Kate released her bondage long enough to bare her ass before they returned to their place. Ellis spoke aloud.

"Nice ass. We'll all have a piece of it."

"No. Please. No."

"Ellis' voice was filled with passion as he softly spoke.

"Your ass begs to be spanked. Your ass yearns to feel the leather of a belt. You need it. You'll have it soon."

"Please. There's no need to hurt me. I'll give it to you. I'll make love to you."

"You will not make love to me. You'll fuck me. You'll fuck me in front of them all."

Kate's tears fell as her face flushed. Kate wanted to masturbate. Her body was demanding."

"Beg for it."

Please let me bring you pleasure."

"You'll lay there until you beg properly. I do not want you to pleasure me. You will fuck me. First you'll fuck me with your words."

Kate wanted to beg. She couldn't make herself do it.

"Please. I can't do it."

"I'll hear you beg, or I'll hang up."

Kate's eyes flew open. There was terror in her heart. She couldn't think of Ellis leaving her life right now. She wanted the lust he promised. Her lower lip trembled. She brought forth her words with a small voice.

"Please Ellis fuck me."

"Better. Not good enough."

Kate's voice became louder as she begged.

"Please Ellis fuck me. Fuck me now. Please."

"Roll over. I want your mouth first."

Kate rolled over. Her face was wet with tears. Her vagina was wet with need. Kate moaned. It took all of her control to keep herself in bondage.

"I'll untie your hands. You'll suck me, as you show me your passion. Use your dildo. Use it in your mouth. Fuck your mouth with it."

Kate flushed with embarrassment as she open the drawer beside her bed. Her hand found the latex erection. Kate's mind reeled. She was not sure where the reality ended, and the fantasy began.

One hand became the crude man before her. The other hand became her lover. She fought the violation of her mouth. She pushed the erection to her closed mouth. Her hand went to her vagina. She masturbated as she fought with herself.

Kate's passion rose. She forced the dildo into her mouth. She fought the violation of her mouth. She pushed the erection into her mouth. She began to fuck her mouth with the dildo, as she cried. She cried in her shame. Kate rose to her orgasm. She moaned around the erection that violated her mouth.

Kate's rape of her own mouth, was crude and invasive. She screamed as her passion expanded into her raging orgasm. Her body shook in spasms of pure pleasure.

She was no longer in reality. Her fantasy world had became real. She no longer saw vague shapes. She saw the man raping her mouth. She could see the crowd of leering men. She watched them masturbate as she was violated.

Kate found her passion in waves of pleasure that filled her body, the same way the erection filled her mouth. Kate fell back in a swoon. She vibrated as her afterglow filled her mind with pleasure. The room was silent for some time.

"Take off your panties. Dance for me, and my friends."

Kate heard the words like a distant voice. She again flushed with embarrassment. Her face was hot as she slipped her panties off. She stood up. The music came from the phone. The music was soft and sensual. Kate danced for Ellis and the leering men. 

Kate's fantasy world was now real. She could see the leering men. She could smell their arousal. She forced herself to dance for their pleasure. Tears flowed down Kate's cheeks, as she displayed herself to the men.

She felt her passion raise. She willed herself, not to respond to her forced display. She could not deny her raging need. She masturbated as she danced.

Her vagina demanded her violation. Her mind shrank from it. She feared her coming violation at the man's crude hands. Her orgasm began as she danced. She could no longer stay upright.

She sank to the floor. She sank into her passion. She shuddered as her hips writhed. Her eyes were glazed. Her bedroom faded from her consciousness. She lay on the floor before the leering men. Her hands crudely fondled her naked body.

"Please no. Let me go. Please."

"Get on the bed. Put your hands behind your back."

Kate lay back in her bondage. The masturbation had not eased her need. It had risen it higher. Kate began to plead.

"Please use me. Please take me. Please."

"Open your legs."

Kate splayed her self open to the mens gaze. She rocked her hips in her need. She was in bondage to her own passion.

Ellis' passion was also raging. He could no longer wait for his pleasure.

"Use the dildo. Fuck yourself, for my pleasure. Do not be gentle. Do it now."

Kate released herself from her bondage. Her hand claimed the dildo, as if it were not her hand. Her other hand pleasured herself. She stroked herself. She fondled her body. Her hand was not gentle. Her hand became the hands of the men watching.

She raped her self with the dildo. She was not masturbating with it. She was being raped in public by the crude man in her mind. She became violent in her rape. She slammed the dildo into herself. She shuddered with waves of passion. She orgasmed. She screamed. She shook. She shuddered.

Her orgasm took her mind from her. There were no thoughts. Only pleasure. Kate fell back exhausted. Ellis' orgasm was as full and intense as Kate's was. Kate drifted into a deep sleep. The last thing she heard before she went to sleep, was Ellis' voice.

"I'll call you again, when I hear you beg for your punishment."

CHAPTER

Kate roused to consciousness. She found her consciousness first with her nose. She could smell the deeply arousing smells of her sexual excess last night. She lay with her eyes closed as she savored the heady aroma.

She was surprised when she opened her eyes. She saw her room, and the dildo on her bed. She had expected to see the leering men, in a dark shoddy room. Her first thought was the words in her mind. Beg. Punish.

She became furious. She had no intention of begging. She did not need any punishment. Kate went to the bathroom. She filled the tube as she used the toilet. Her morning ritual seemed as crude to her, as her rape had been last night.

Kate sank into the water. The hot water raised her passion again. She was determined not to masturbate. She was determined not to beg. The hot water and her wet vagina melted her first resolve. Her hands went to her vagina as the word punish flooded her mind.

She had been punished as a child. Her mind flowed back in time. She was laying over the arm of a chair. She jumped as the folded belt struck her ass. Her punishments as a child were not sexual.

She had found her first flush of sexual excitement, with the sound and smell of the leather belt. She had found her first orgasm in her bed, with her ass tingling from the spanking.

She began to masturbate. The waves of passion washed over her, as her imagination felt the harsh lashes to her thinly covered ass.

Kate's orgasm was full and rich. It was not the roaring orgasm, of total passion, she had found last night. The orgasm did not relax her. It rose her passion and need higher. Kate's eyes were filled with tears. Her mind ran wild, with a thousand thoughts. One thought rose above all of the others. Run.

Kate quickly dressed. She took no time to put on underwear. She almost ran out of the house. She had to get away from Ellis' eyes. Her eyes were filled with tears. She almost, could not work the key pad of her security system. She fled the house to the car. She did not know where she was going, other than away.




Kate's Adventure



Kate drove without direction. Her tears flowed down her cheeks. She was not sobbing. Her tears right now, were tears of relief. She felt free of Ellis for the first time since it had all began. She wished she was not sexually aroused. She was.

Kate began to relax as she drove without destination. As she relaxed she became aware of her hunger. She suddenly wanted to eat and shop. She mostly wanted the word punish to leave her mind. It was like a neon sign in her mind. Kate drove to the exclusive mall on the edge of town. She had dreamed of shopping there. Not just looking. But, actually shopping.

Kate had a nice breakfast. Her mind relaxed. She was calm as she shopped. She bought mostly clothes. She spent more money on clothes than she had ever spent at one time. She did not look at price tags as she shopped. It had always been a dream of hers.

Her shopping at the jewelry store cost her seven thousand dollars. Her head reeled. She handed the card to the clerk. There was still a fear, the card would be rejected. The clerk smiled as she handed Kate her jewelry, and her receipt.

Kate wanted to dress up. She registered into the exclusive hotel on the edge of the mall. The clerk used the card. It performed as well in the hotel, as it did in the jewelry shop. Kate went to the bathroom. She felt that if she would just wash herself, the word would leave her mind.

Kate sank into the water. Her passion would not raise. Her fantasy world had lost it's excitement. Her vagina demanded relief. In her mind, she only heard the word punish. Her thoughts again went to her childhood punishment.

This time she was naked as she lay across the arm of the chair. This time, the man of her fantasies stood over her with the belt in his hand. Kate could feel his hand fondling her ass. She could feel him explore her wet vagina. She shuddered. Her passion bloomed like a flower between her legs.

She masturbated as the belt in her mind spanked her. One hand raised her passion. The other hand brought her small shots of pain as she pinched herself on the tender insides of her thighs. 

Her orgasm filled her mind. She floated on waves of ecstasy. She relaxed back into the water. She was content, except for the word that remained in her mind. Punish.

Kate lounged and drank. She was slightly tipsy. She knew that Ellis could not see her. She felt as if he was watching every move she made. Kate could no longer stay seated. She stood. She paced. She wanted to stay in the safety of the hotel room. She wanted to be punished.

Again her fantasy world merged with her reality. She wanted to beg the man in her mind. She called the desk. She had her purchases taken to her car. She signed a large tip onto the bill. She drove.

Her driving was not aimless. She drove away from her house, even as she knew she was going home. She was going home to Ellis. The driving calmed her.

She was calm as she pulled into her driveway. She was sure that she could talk to Ellis, and the word would go away. She remembered her chats with him. She was sure he was gentle in his heart.

She entered her house. Her house keeper met her at the door. Kate was startled. She had not even thought of the real world in her flight. She had not even thought of her job. She had not even called in.

She looked at her cell phone. It was Friday. Her head spun. She had rarely missed a day of work. She had never just blown it off, as she had done this morning.

Kate called the house keeper to her.

"Take the day off. I want to be alone."

Kate saw the disappointment in the womans eyes. Kate was sure it had to do with a lost days wages. She smiled as she spoke.

"Enjoy yourself. You'll be paid for today."

Kate saw the relief in her house cleaners eyes, as she gathered her purse and coat. She thanked Kate as she left, closing the door after her. Kate went to the bar. She poured her self a drink. She slowly took off her dress. Her new underwear was sexy and revealing.

"Ellis Please. Talk to me. I know you are watching me. Please. Let's just chat. I want to hear your voice."

Kate looked at the cell phone. She willed it to ring. She could think of nothing else. Her eyes filled with tears. Her vagina was open and wanting. She went to the couch. She masturbated. She found pleasure in her masturbation. She found no passion. Her frustration rose. She became angry.

"This is not fair. How dare you. I need no punishment. I need your love. I want to hold you. I don't want your voice from the telephone. I want your lips on my mouth. I want you to make love to me.

Kate listened intently. She looked longingly at the silent phone. She wanted it to ring from the bottom of her heart. She cried. The phone sat silently in her world. The word in her mind filled her consciousness. She could think of nothing else.

"I'll please you in so many ways Ellis. Please no not punish me."

Kate cold no longer endure the silence. She rose to her feet. She turned the music on. She danced a dance of seduction for Ellis. She was sure she could raise his passion. She put all of her passion into her dance.

She sank to her knees and cried. The silent phone was like a personal rejection. She cried at the thought of losing Ellis. The thought of returning to her safe secure world, brought her more fear than the thought of her punishment.

Kate's need remained in her vagina. Nothing raised her passion. She tried to find the crude man in her mind. She tried to call the leering men to her thoughts. All she could think of was punishment. Her punishment.

"Please Ellis. Talk to me. I know you are watching."

Kate begged. She knew in her heart, only one thing would bring Ellis back to her.

"Kate sank to her knees. Her hands went naturally into her own bondage behind her back. Her head bowed. She spoke in a quivering voice.

"Please Ellis. Punish me. Please."

The ringing phone startled her. She reached for the phone. Her hands were trembling. Her shed tears of relief. She pushed the button. She sat the speaker phone on the table.

"Get dressed. A car is coming for you. Follow the drivers instructions exactly. Do not speak to the driver. Put yourself in bondage in the car."

The phone connection ended.

Kate rose to her feet. She began to dress. Everything in her wanted to run to her car and leave. The fear in her heart started to turn to terror. Her hand trembled. She had a hard time with the buttons on her blouse. Her eyes were filled with tears. 

She paced in her front room. She hoped the driver would get here soon. The longer she waited, the larger her impulse to run became. It became almost unbearable. There was panic in her eyes.

The ring of the door bell startled her. It also brought a flush of sexual excitement. She felt the dampness of her vagina. She was sexually aroused. The excitement was something she had never experienced before.

Her heart was beating. The flush on her face came from that excitement. Kate answered the door. There was a black limo in her driveway. The chauffeur at the door was in uniform.

"I have come for you, as instructed."

Kate followed him to the limo. Kate was seated in the back compartment. She placed her hands behind her back. She held her wrists. She rode in total silence. Except for her soft crying, and ragged breath.

Kate was sure that Ellis was watching. She knew she must follow his instructions exactly. She knew in her heart that she would lose Ellis, if she did not

The thought brought another terror to her mind. The terror of loosing Ellis, was bigger than her terror of her coming punishment.

Her mind swirled. She tried to calm herself. She was in no way calm. Throughout her turmoil, her vagina raged with need. It took all of her self control to keep from masturbating, as she rode to her fate. The limo stopped. The driver opened the door.

"Take off all of your clothes, except your shoes and stockings."

The order shocked her. She did not think she could disrobe before the stranger. The slap on her face, shocked her more than the order.

"Do it now. I'll slap you until you do."

Kate could see the menace in his eyes. She could hear it in his voice. She was sure he would do it. Kate cried openly as she removed her clothes. She hesitated when she got to her underwear. 

The driver slapped her again. Kate removed her last pieces of clothing. Her face was burning with embarrassment. Kate bowed her head. She looked at the floor. She could not look at the driver.

The driver stepped into the limo. He placed a blindfold over her eyes. He bound her hands behind her back. He placed a ball gag in her mouth. The driver fondled her in her bondage. He explored her body with his hands. Kate was screaming behind the gag. She began to struggle. The driver slapped her again.

Kate resigned herself to her fate. Kate cried, as the driver delivered indignities to her naked bound body. Kate's passion was full. Her vagina was demanding. She wanted to bury her hands between her legs. She had no option open to her except to cry. She let the driver have access to her body.

The driver pulled Kate out of the car. He led her, pulling her along by her arm. Kate was thankful, as she felt the warmth of the building she was taken to. The cold crisp air had swollen her nipples to hard rigid points.

Another hand took control of her body. She was led. She had no choice but to walk with her unseen captor. Kate was led through a room that had people in it.

Kate could hear their low conversation. As she was led through the room the sounds of voices silenced. The people in the room were watching Kate's nude body. She could feel their eyes caress her body.

Kate heard a door close behind her.

"Kate is here for her punishment."

A sultry feminine voice spoke softly, yet firmly.

"Leave us. I'll call when she is done."

"Yes Mistress."

Kate heard the door open, and then close. The woman removed Kate's ball gag.

Kate startled when her lips were captured by the woman's lips. The kiss was deep and full, almost gentle. The woman broke the kiss. The woman kissed each breast. She bit each nipple sharply when she broke the kiss. The womans hands explored her body. Kate began to masturbate herself against her invasive hand.

The woman spoke, with a lilt in her voice.

"We'll see if your as receptive when your punishment is over."

The woman kissed her deeply.

"I do hope so. You are quite beautiful. I'll find great pleasure, if your punishment excites you.

Kate was laid on her stomach. She lay on a padded surface that was rounded. Her ass was in the air. Her position reminded Kate of her childhood spankings. Kate was alive with passion. She wanted relief from the fire that raged in her loins.

The first slash of the belt on her ass felt like fire. She screamed in her pain. The blows landed one at a time. There was a pause between each one. The woman let her hand explore Kate's body between blows. The woman raised Kate's passion with her hand. The painful blows continued. Kate's screams continued.

Kate rose to an orgasm from the womans insistent hand. Kate's waves of pleasure were accentuated by the pain that filled her ass. Her ass burned with pain. Her vagina burned with wanting. She wanted the punishment to end. She wanted the womans hand to continue. The punishment stopped as suddenly as it started.

Kate was pulled to her knees on the floor. She felt the pressure of the womans hand against the back of her head.

"Now you must pay for your punishment. My services are not free."

Kate felt her face pushed against the womans wet vagina. She began to struggle. She was horrified, at the thought of what the woman wanted. She struggled for only a moment. The belt slashed her across her back. She screamed in pain. The woman muffled her screams with her wet vagina.

The belt slashed again. The pain filled her mind.

"Easy or hard. You will pay me. You'll pay me well."

Kate stopped her struggling. She opened her mouth. She kissed the open vagina. She did not know what to do. The belt slashed on her back again.

"Lick me. Suck me. Taste my passion."

Kate began to kiss, and lick, the wet open vagina before her. The pungent taste of the womans secretions filled her mouth. The woman guided her head. The woman began to moan out her pleasure. Kate's mouth was active. She tried to please the woman.

The heat from her spanking radiated out through her body. Kate was vibrating with passion and need. She cried in her shame. She let the woman use her face to masturbate with. The woman raged in her orgasm. She almost smothered Kate with her steaming passion, as she found her pleasure.

When the woman was done, she pushed Kate away from her. Kate was raging. She was raging in her passion. She wanted to masturbate. She wanted Ellis. She wanted him to take her right here, in front of the unseen woman. Kate cried in her frustration. 

Someone took Kate by the arm. She was again led through a public room. Someone fondled her as she passed. She was delivered to the driver. Kate was led out of the house. The cold air assaulted her naked body. When she was returned to the limo her hands were released. The driver removed her blindfold.

"Put your clothes on. Then resume your bondage."

Kate wanted to acknowledge the driver. She remembered Ellis' order not to talk to the driver. Kate dressed as the limo drove off. She felt the tender bruises on her ass as she pulled up her panties. When she was fully dressed, she returned to her self bondage.

Kate was in no way calm, as she held her wrists. She raged with lust. Her mind shifted. First she was angry. Then she was indignant. She wanted to slap Ellis. She wanted to kiss him.

She wasn't sure about anything, except the fire in her vagina. She wanted to masturbate. She needed to masturbate. She knew Ellis was watching. Her passion overrode Ellis' orders.

Kate pulled up her skirt. She pushed her hands under the elastic of her panties. Her hands stroked herself. They knew exactly how to satisfy her. Kate's mind was filled with fear of Ellis for disobeying him. The fear heightened her passion. Kate began to moan. She needed no fantasy man to arouse her.

The pain in her ass from the belt had already raised her passion. Her orgasm rolled out of her vagina in waves. The pleasure and the fear rose to another orgasm before the first one subsided.

Kate swooned onto the seat. She shuddered with pleasure. As her body relaxed her mind eased. She wanted to hold Ellis in her arms. Kate cried.

Ellis found his pleasure watching her masturbate. He smiled as he watched her disobey her orders. His hand was covered with his cum. It was not his first orgasm today. He loved to watch her.

CHAPTER

When the driver opened the door to the limo Kate was sitting primly. Her arms were behind her back. The driver helped her out of the limo. Kate released her arms. She entered her security code. Kate went into the house. She closed the door without looking back.

Kate picked up the cell phone as she passed on her way to the bathroom. Kate dialed in a hot bath. She removed her clothes. She was sure Ellis was watching. She removed her clothing slowly. She bared each part of her body, as if she were presenting Ellis a gift of her nakedness.

Kate stood in the water and slowly turned around. She sat down in the water. The hot water brought her bruises back to life. The pain spread through her, as her hands went naturally to her need. Kate was moaning.

"Did it excite you Ellis? Did you find pleasure in my pain? Do you find pleasure in my passion?"

The cell phone rang. Kate pushed the button.

"Those are not the questions that are important here. Did it excite you? Did you find pleasure in your pain? It brought you passion. Did it bring you pleasure?

"Isn't passion pleasure?"

"No. Passion is found between your legs. A hungry beast lives there. Pleasure resides in your head. They are lovers. They spend much time together. They are sometimes separate."

"What happens next?"

"Tonight you'll take me to your bed. I'll share your passion. Tomorrow you'll be punished. You disobeyed me on the way home. Did you think I would not see it? 

"Ellis. Please. I tried so hard. I was so excited."

That is why you'll beg for your punishment. You begged for your punishment today, because you feared losing me. Tomorrow you'll beg for it, because it excites you. You're still excited."

"Is the excitement all mine? Did you share my excitement?"

"Yes. It excited me as much as it excited you."

The phone went dead. Kate left her bath. She clothed herself with a silk robe.

Kate was now sure that Ellis could hear her, as well as see her. She went to the kitchen. She pushed the micro wave button, then went to her computer. She checked her voice mail. It was loaded with calls from her office. Kate was glad she had never given her office, her cell phone number.

Kate returned to the micro wave for her dinner. She was surprised to find the micro wave empty. Sending the house keeper home had upset her normal smooth schedule. Kate suddenly started crying. Everything had changed. Nothing in her world was stable anymore.

Kate found a half eaten meal in the refrigerator. She sat in the den. She tried to eat. She found herself looking at the food while she cried. She spoke out as she cried.

"Ellis please. I want to hold you in my arms. I want to kiss you. Please at least talk to me."

Kate looked longingly at the phone. The silence was harsh. The silence was a personal rejection. She felt no excitement right now. She only felt exhaustion. She lay down on the couch. She pulled the light blanket over her. She was still crying as she slipped into a restless sleep.

CHAPTER

Kate roused from her sleep with her hand between her legs. Her hips rocked. Her passion was already in bloom. She instantly thought of Ellis. She wanted to share her passion with him. She threw the cover from her. She opened her robe. Her hand was active in her pleasure.

As her passion rose, her fantasy world took over her mind. There was no crude man before her. She saw a woman with a belt in her hand. She cried.

"Please don't punish me. I tried so hard. Ellis please"

She knew her pleas would not save her from the pain. Kate began to orgasm. She screamed out her passion as the woman in her mind punished her. Her passion roared.

The orgasm took her whole body and mind from her. She knew Ellis was watching. She knew he shared her passion. She smiled in her knowledge.

Kate slipped off her silk robe, as she rose from the couch. Her excitement mounted, as she thought of taking Ellis to her bed. Kate went to the bar. She drank one drink at once. She poured herself a second drink. Kate took her drink, and the cell phone, into the bathroom.

The hot water did not relax her. The hot water brought the pain of her punishment to the forefront of her mind. Her vagina flushed. Her flush of excitement filled her mind.

Her passion was full. Her vagina demanded as much from her, as Ellis did. She no longer felt secure in her world. She was no longer safe from herself. She wondered at the thought.

Kate masturbated. Her fantasy world had changed. She could not raise herself to pleasure by rote any longer. The crude man in her head was gone. The unseen woman with the belt commanded her. Her orgasm began as she knelt before the woman. She begged for her punishment.

Her orgasm took her body and mind again. Her orgasms were never this strong before. She knew her lust was not far from her. She knew she could no longer hide from it. She no longer feared it. She yearned for it.

Kate stood in the bath. She felt pleasure knowing Ellis was watching her. She began her seduction of Ellis.

"I know you want to caress me. Your hands want to caress me, as I'm caressing myself. Your hand is not as exciting as my my mouth is. I'll kiss you. My mouth will bring you pleasure. Come to my bed with me Ellis."




Kate's Adventure



Kate finished her drink. She carried the cell phone with her. She held it close to her body. She ached for the touch of a warm body against her own.

Kate picked out her clothes. She lay them neatly on the bed. She sat naked before the mirror as she fixed her hair and made up her face. She never forgot that Ellis was watching. Kate pulled her sexy brief panties on.

"I hope you like the color. I picked them out for you. Kate pulled her silk stocking on. She smoothed them onto her legs as she put the garters on. She slipped on her heels. She posed before the mirror. She posed for Ellis.

Kate slipped on a shear night gown. The gown revealed her charms. The sensuous material caressed her breasts with each movement. The gown was slit up one side to reveal her leg and thigh. Kate saw herself in the mirror.

Kate flushed with wetness. Her sexy clothes and flashing eyes, excited herself. She was fully aroused as she posed before the mirror. She smiled as she posed for herself. She had never felt like this before. She was bold and brazen. She felt desirable.

Kate went to the den. She poured two drinks. She sat one on the table. She sipped from the other one.

"I poured a drink for you Ellis. It will not flavor your tongue. It will not relax you. You cannot share it with me over the telephone."

Kate rubbed the phone over her body.

"Can you fell my soft flesh? Can you feel my hard breasts?"

Kate rubbed the phone across her pubic mound.

"Can you smell my heat.? I know you want to."

Kate put the phone on the table. She imagined Ellis caressing her as she seduced her self on the couch. She slipped the shoulder strap off her shoulder. Her caress on her breast was not gentle. She pushed her gown off of her lap. Her hand went under the elastic of her panties.

The woman with the belt came into her mind. Kate savored each harsh lash, her imagination brought to her. She pinched the fresh bruises on her ass. She renewed their pain, with each lash in her mind. Her orgasm rose and flowered almost at once. She shuddered, as the pleasure took over her mind.

Kate lay back for only a moment. Her orgasm raised her passion. She wanted more. She wanted Ellis. Kate stood up. She walked into her bedroom. Kate took the shoulder strap in her hand. She ripped the top of the gown from her breasts. The shoulder strap bit painfully into her shoulder before it snapped.

Kate took hold the slit on her hip with either hand. She ripped the seam that held the gown together. Kate was in self bondage before the dress was on the floor.

In her mind Ellis had torn her gown from her. Her vision of Ellis, was as vague as the vision of the man in her fantasy world.

In her mind Ellis had bared her body for her punishment. The woman who stood waiting for her was just as vague.

"Please Ellis. Please. Don't give me to her. She scares me so. Please Ellis. I'm sorry. I'll never disobey you again. Please."

Kate startled as the phone rang. Kate pushed the button. Her hand was trembling as she did. She was almost hysterical with her need to hear his voice.

"Ellis talk to me please."

Kate felt as if she had been slapped as his harsh voice filled the air.

"Shut the fuck up."

Kate's voice was a shrill plea.

"Ellis please. Talk nice to me.

"I told you to shut the fuck up. Slap yourself, for disobeying me."

"Ellis. I cant do it."

"You'll do it or I'll hang up. If I hang up right now, I'll never call again. Slap your self now. I will not wait long."

Kate's face was flushed bright red. Her lip trembled. Her eyes filled with tears. Her mind found terror in the thought of loosing Ellis. Her vagina flushed with wetness at the thought of the slap. She remembered the flush of passion when the driver slapped her this morning. Kate slapped her self across her cheek.

"Harder. I would slap you harder. Slap yourself, like I would slap you right now."

Kate turned her head, baring the side of her face. The tears were running down her cheeks. She braced herself. She slapped her face as hard as she could. She was surprised at the level of pain her slap had produced. She could see the redness raise on her face. She thought that she had bruised herself.

Kate dropped to her knees. She bowed her head. She cried. She cried in her pain. She cried in her need for Ellis. Her vagina wept it it's need.

"Get on the bed. Fuck yourself, as if I were fucking you. I am not gentle."

"Kate went to the bed. She pulled the covers back. She lay down. She roughly fondled her breasts. Her hand went naturally to the drawer that held her dildo.

She tried to tear her panties from her. She abraded her skin. The panties refused to tear. She took them off. Her hand returned to her vagina and the sensitive swelling at the top. She pushed the dildo to her closed lips. She turned her head.

Please Ellis. Not like this. Please make love to me."

Kate turned her head back. She forced the erection into her mouth. She bruised her lip against her teeth, before the erection filled her mouth. Her raging orgasm brought her no relief. It raised her passion higher. There was no afterglow. Kate violated her mouth. She cried at her crude use of her soft mouth.

Kate took the erection from her mouth. Kate slapped herself. Her voice was not her own. It was course and crude in it's demand.

"Open your leg's. I'll slap you if you do not."

Kate opened her self to her own violation. She sank the erection into her open vagina. The muscles of her vagina sucked and caressed the erection as it raged. She found her orgasm with the violent penetration. She spasmed with each thrust. Her orgasm did not peak. It continued higher.

She used the dildo as if it were Ellis, filled with his lust for her. The kind of lust that cannot be denied. She floated on a cloud of pleasure. Her hand was not her own.

Her own hand would have relaxed into her pleasure. Her hand continued to claim her vagina with hard deep thrusts. She screamed out her pleasure.

Kate fell back. She was enveloped in a soft cloud of pleasure. Her body trembled. She shook with little waves of pleasure. Her exhaustion relaxed her. Sleep began to claim her. She heard Ellis' voice like part of a dream.

"Tomorrow, you will beg for your punishment."

CHAPTER

Kate awoke with her hand between her legs. She threw the covers from her. She felt around. Her hand found the dildo in her bed. She lay back. She made love to herself.

She gently caressed herself, as she slowly fucked herself. She brought the dildo to her mouth. She opened herself to it's gentle penetration. She kissed it. She licked it. She sucked it lovingly.

Kate returned the dildo to her vagina. She wanted to raise to a gentle loving orgasm. She could not find the passion in her. Her gentle love making brought her nothing but frustration and longing.

Kate cried at the loss of the romance, within in her mind. It was much like losing her virginity. She knew her illusion of romance was gone forever.

Kate put the dildo away in her drawer. She went to the bathroom. She was crying as the tub filled. Kate flushed her waste, and her romance, down the toilet with the push of the handle.

Kate sank into the water. She pet her bruised cheek. The pain brought her passion up. Kate let her mind run free. She saw herself before the woman with the belt. Her mind was filled with fear.

She found her passion, and her orgasm, as she felt the woman lash her with the leather belt. She was not satisfied. She wanted more than fantasy. Her vagina demanded more.

Kate rose from her bath. She walked to the bedroom without drying herself. Her wet skin was like the wetness of her vagina. She knelt in the middle of the room. She faced the cell phone. Her face flushed with embarrassment.

"Please punish me."

The phone did not startle her, as it rang. She knew it would ring. She knew in her heart Ellis wanted more also. Kate pushed the button on the phone. She placed herself in bondage. She bowed her head.

"Get dressed. Your instructions are in your e-mail. Follow them exactly. Look at your account before you leave."

The phone went silent. There was desperation in her voice as she spoke.

"Did you find pleasure in my bed? Did you share my passion? Did you feel my passion? You'll want more. I know you will."

Kate dressed. She found pleasure in the sexy clothes she had purchased. Her head reeled with excitement as she saw herself in the mirror. She was not just pretty. She was desirable. She was exciting to see. Her eyes sparkled with delight, at the sexy woman that looked back at her from the mirror.

Kate logged on. She checked her e-mail. Her in-box was filled, mostly from her office. Kate could not allow herself to bring her normal life into her affair with Ellis.

She went directly to the e-mail from Ellis. The instructions were short staccato commands. The e-mail had an address. She recognized it as near the bay. On the rich side of town. She had rarely been there. The commands were terse.

"Enter the building naked. Only stockings and heels. Place your self in bondage. Present yourself to mistress Evelyn. Beg her for your punishment. Follow her instructions exactly."

Kate logged onto her foreign account. She saw that another fifty thousand dollars had been deposited to her account. She blushed. She realized that she was now a prostitute.

A high priced prostitute, but still a prostitute. The idea embarrassed her, and excited her. Kate set her security system. She drove away from her formerly safe world. She had no safe place anymore.

As she drove she thought of the instructions. 'Only stockings and heels.' She suddenly knew that her shoes were not acceptable. Kate drove to the mall. She stopped to have a breakfast.

As she ate, she tried to remember the few pictures of bondage she had seen in her life. She called them to her mind. The women all had radical high heels. She wished she could remember more. She had not seem many, of those types of pictures.

Kate walked to a shoe store. She backed the clerk away, with a gesture, and a glare. She looked at the heels. She tried several of them on. They did not seem right somehow.

She tried on a pair that buckled around her ankles. She smiled. She knew that her shoes must be buckled onto her ankles. She was not sure how she knew, but she was sure she was right.

She found a radical set of heels that fit her well. She found a set of violet silk stockings. They looked good on her legs with the shiny black shoes buckled securely around them.

She found a set of black garters. She stood in front of the mirror in the store. Her dress was pulled up to her waist. She did not care if anyone was looking or not. She turned as she looked at herself.

She smiled as she removed her panties. She dropped them into the waist basket. She could see the male clerk looking at her. He was grinning at her. His face was flushed.

Kate smiled at him, as she pulled her dress back down. As she approached him, she could see his erection in his pants. Kate felt bold. She felt like a prostitute. She walked up to him. She raised her skirt.

"The tag is still on the stockings. And, the garters."

Kate smiled at his embarrassment. He stroked her leg as he removed the tags. Kate was amused at his flustered face. She used her card. She left the store smiling. She knew that he was watching her. She knew that he would retrieve her panties from the trash. Kate felt good.

Kate's hand trembled as she put the key in the ignition. She was flushed with excitement. She felt her face flush red. She felt her vagina flush with moisture. She knew if she masturbated right now, she would find her passion quickly.

She resisted her urge. She drove to her fate. She found the address. The house was an estate. There was a guard at the gate. Kate pulled up to the gate.

"May I help you ma'am?"

"I'm here to see mistress Evelyn."

Kate flushed with excitement, and boldness, as she added,

"I'm here for my punishment."

The guard did not change his professional manner.

"Very good ma'am. Park at one of the visitors spaces by the front door."

Kate blushed at her boldness, as the gate swung smoothly open. The gate closed behind her. Kate found a space not far from the door. Her hands trembled as she removed her clothing.

Kate stepped out of the car with nothing on, but her stockings and heels. The cold air aroused her. Her nipples expanded and hardened in the crisp air. Kate put her arms into bondage, as she approached the door. As she stepped up to the door, it opened.

Kate smiled as she was enveloped by the warm air within the house. The servant was an older man in a crisp uniform of a butler.

"I'm here to see mistress Evelyn, for my punishment."

Kate was not flushed from embarrassment. She was flushed with excitement. She was led through a large room. There were several people sitting around the room. Kate was not alone in her nakedness, or in her bondage.

She had no time to look at much. She was led to a room in the back of the house. She was led into the room. The servant left her standing in the room. He closed the door behind her.

Kate found her self in a beautiful room. The room spoke of opulence and wealth, as did the whole house. There was no one in the room. Kate was not sure what to do. She stood in her self imposed bondage, with her head bowed. Her legs were standing open. Her face was flushed. She did not stand alone for long.

A woman entered the room from a door in the back. Kate flushed with excitement. She saw the woman through her eyelashes without raising her head.

The woman wore a severe corset. Neither her breasts, nor her ass were covered. The woman stood on high heels. Kate saw that they were not buckled onto her ankles. Kate flushed brightly as she saw the whip in the mistress' hand.

Evelyn walked around behind Kate. She slashed at Kate's bare ass. She used the whip several times.

"You'll kneel, whenever I enter a room. You will learn. Evelyn used the whip on Kate's thighs, as Kate sank to her knees.

"You will acknowledge my orders. You will call me mistress."

"Yes mistress."

The lashes did not bring tears to Kate. They brought flushes of pure raw sexual excitement to her vagina. Evelyn used the whip, as she commanded Kate.

"Sit up straight. Hold your shoulders back. Hold your tits out proudly. Serve yourself to my sight."

Kate straightened herself up. Her back became straight. Her breasts were thrust out. Her head remained bowed. Kate did not think she could raise her head, in the powerful woman's presence.

Kate was in full sexual arousal. She wanted to masturbate. She knew she could not. She knew she could only obey, in Evelyn's presence.

"Why are you here?"

"I'm here for my punishment. Ellis sent me to you. I disobeyed his orders."

"How did you disobey him?"

Kate flushed with embarrassment. Her eyes filled with tears.

"I masturbated, when I left here yesterday. I could not stop my self."

"You cannot pay me this time with a few minutes between my legs. My services come much higher than that. Perhaps I'll send you home unpunished. I have not heard you beg for my services. I will not punish you for Ellis. I'll only punish you for my own pleasure. I find excitement in a kneeling womans pleas."

Kate was blushing. She was also raging with her need.

"Please mistress. Please punish me."

The whip sang as it flew through the air to land solidly on Kate's ass.

Kate shrieked at the intense pain the whip delivered, from Evelyn's strong hand. Kate began to cry.

"You desire punishment. Will you pay for it? Will you be my slave tonight?"

Yes mistress. I will obey you in all things."

"Did you find pleasure between my legs yesterday? Did you savor my taste? Did you drink my passion?

"Yes mistress. That's why I masturbated against my master's orders."

Kate shivered with excitement as she called Ellis master.

"Evelyn sat on a low chair. She spread her legs. She smiled at Kate.

"You can beg better than that. You will beg better than that, or I'll send you back unpunished."

Kate crawled to her mistress. Her head was bowed as she knelt between her mistresses legs. Kate lowered her head to the open vagina before her. She kissed it deeply.

"Please mistress. Please punish me. I'll pleasure you. I'll be your slave. I'll obey you in all things. Please."

Kate used her mouth and tongue, to pleasure her mistress. Her passion raised. She wanted to masturbate. Her passion had never been as high as it was now. Kate fed her passion to her mistress.

Kate felt pleasure in her mistress' warm body. She wished she could pleasure Ellis this way. Evelyn accepted Kate's down payment for her services. She sealed the deal with her light delightful orgasm.

Evelyn stood up she walked behind Kate. She used the whip across Kate's back and ass. She spoke as she did.

"You'll have to earn your punishment. Ellis does not command me."

Evelyn went to a small wardrobe. She pulled out a short sexy nightie. She threw it to Kate.

"Put this on."

Kate took the nightie. She started to put it on. Evelyn slashed at her with the whip. Evelyn walked around Kate leaving thin red welts on Kate as she walked.

"Slut bitch. I told you to acknowledge my orders. I will not remind you again. You will obey me exactly."

"Yes mistress. Please. It's all so new. I'll never forget again. Please."

Kate quickly dressed before her mistress. Evelyn picked up a phone. She spoke crisply into it, then returned the phone to it's cradle. Evelyn sat back down. She pulled Kate's head into her wet vagina. Kate was active with her mouth. She wanted to please her mistress. She wanted some relief from her demanding vagina.

Kate kept her hands in bondage. She let Evelyn have control of her head. Kate kissed and licked every part of Evelyn she could reach. With Evelyn's pleasant orgasm, came Kate's rejection. Evelyn pushed Kate away from her. She lay on the floor, crying in her need.

A servant entered the room. 

"The mistress called?"

"Take my whore to her trick. She'll please him. If she does not. Send her home."

"Yes Mistress."

The words shocked Kate. Her head reeled. She flushed as she realized what she must do. She wanted to fuck Ellis. She did not want to fuck a stranger who had bought her.

Fear filled her mind. Fear of fucking a stranger. Fear that she would be sent away. The fear flavored her passion. Her mind was filled with fear. Her vagina was filled with lubrication, and passion. Her vagina did not care who she fucked. She demanded that Kate fuck someone.

Evelyn pulled her to her feet. She slapped Kate.

"You do not look like the happy hooker. You will be smiling when you get to your customer, or you will cry on your way home. Ellis will not ever call you again, if you fail."

The fear in Kate's mind expanded. She could not face losing Ellis. Evelyn pulled her into a full embrace. She kissed Kate deeply. Her mouth was filled with passion. Evelyn filled her mouth, as she used her hands on Kate to raise her passion further. Evelyn smiled as she broke her kiss.

"Let your cunt do the talking. She knows what to say. Your customer will decide what you will do."

"Yes mistress."

Kate followed the servant. Kate allowed herself to be lost in her passion. She was smiling at the thought of being fucked. She wanted release from the raging fire between her legs. The fresh stripes from the whip throbbed, sending waves of pleasure through her body.

Kate was led into a small bedroom. She was left standing before a seated man. The door closed behind her. Her fear flared again. The fear added to her excitement.

There was a middle aged man sitting in a chair. He was a little over weight. He did nothing to raise Kate's passion. Nothing could lower it, but sex. Either from her hand, or from her customer.




Kate's Adventure



As she looked at him, she knew she was a prostitute for sure. The thought excited her, as the man did not. She would take her pleasure from her position in it all. Kate smiled at the man. She let her hand have access to her vagina. She stroked herself as she spoke.

"Do you find me pretty? Do you want to see all of me? Do you hands want to touch me? Do you want to see me naked?"

The man was grinning broadly.

"Get your cloths off. Kneel before me."

"Yes sir. I've come to please you. Command me for your pleasure."

Kate slowly removed the wisp of material that covered her body. Her passion flared as she stood naked before him. She walked slowly to him. She radiated her sexuality for him. She stroked herself, as she slowly walked to him.

She sank to her knees on the padded rug before his feet. She bond her hands behind her back. She knelt up high offering herself to the stranger. The man was lewd with his mouth. He was crude with his hands.

His crudeness excited Kate. She found pleasure in her submissiveness. She was not serving him, or her mistress Evelyn. She was serving Ellis. She would proudly be his whore. She would please her customer for Ellis.

Kate's passion raised. Her heart was beating. She tingled with passion. She kissed the man, with all of her passion. She filled his mouth with her tongue. She opened her body to his crude touch.

Kate opened the man's pants. She found no erection. She lowered her head. She took the soft cock into her mouth. She felt it expand as she sucked him. His erection rose. She could no longer hold it all in her mouth.

The man pulled Kate up by her hair. He laid her on her stomach, across his lap. The man let his hands fondle her. He touched her everywhere. His hand found her wet and open, as he invaded her body. Kate jumped as he spanked her ass cheek with force. He became lost in his spanking.

He used his hand with force. He paused between spanks to stroke her wet vagina. He invaded her body with his fingers. He spanked her for his pleasure. He took no thought of her pleasure at all.

His breathing became ragged. He pushed her from his lap. He pulled her mouth onto his erection. He began to fuck Kate's mouth. His passion was high. He found his orgasm quickly. He filled her mouth with his cum, as he moaned out his pleasure. He held Kate's head onto his erection as it shrank.

Kate was raging. She wanted more. She used her hand between her legs. She smiled up at the man. She shared her small orgasm with him through her eyes. She wanted more. She hid the frustration from him. She smiled and kissed him.

Kate's eyes sparkled as she spoke to him. She had always found pleasure from fooling her parents, or teachers, with a lie. 

"I did enjoy your passion. I hope I'll get you the next time you come here."

Kate stood up. She replaced her nightie. She sat lightly on his lap. She kissed him as he fondled her breasts. Kate stood. She walked out the door, closing it behind her.

She stood in the hallway and cried. Her tears were tears of frustration and sexual tension. She wanted to fuck someone right now. The servant who had led her to the room came to her. He led her back to mistress Evelyn.

Evelyn walked up to Kate. She slapped her.

"Kneel in my presence. I will not tell you easily again."

Kate sank to her knees. She placed her self in bondage. She lowered her head.

"Yes mistress."

Evelyn stripped the nightie from Kate's body. She smiled down at Kate's kneeling form.

"You'll make a good whore. You lie well."

Kate was shocked. She realized that she could be seen, and heard, wherever she went in Evelyn's establishment.

Evelyn used her whip as she spoke. Her voice was cold and hard.

"Do not think you can lie to me, bitch. Do not even try."

Evelyn pulled Kate over to a low couch with a soft padded arm. She lay Kate over the arm of the chair. She methodically covered Kate with thin red welts from her active whip. Kate tried to take the whip without crying out. She could not. Kate began to scream and cry.

She screamed from the pain. She cried from her raging need. Kate slipped her hands under her body. She began to masturbate. Evelyn became furious. She used the whip on Kate's tender legs. Her commands were hard and cold.

"Get you hands out of your cunt bitch. You will receive pleasure from me, or you'll have none."

Kate removed her hands from under her body. She knew that they would return if she did not restrain them. She bound her hands behind her back by her hold on her wrists.

Evelyn went to the dresser on the back wall. She put on a pair of heavy panties that had an erection built into them. She covered the erection with a slick oil. She was stroking her erection, as she came up to stand along side Kate.

"Look at me bitch."

Kate turned her head on the cushion. She looked up at Evelyn.

"Yes mistress."

"Do you want to fuck?"

Kate looked up at the slick erection as Evelyn stroked it. Kate did not lie to her mistress.

"Yes mistress. I want to fuck."

"My services do not come cheap. Will you pay for them?"

"Yes mistress."

Evelyn stepped behind Kate. She produced a silk scarf. Evelyn bound Kate's hands together.

"You'll find your pleasure from me alone."

"Yes mistress."

Kate was sure that Ellis could see her. She wanted Ellis to share her pleasure.

Evelyn found no resistance to her latex erection. Her first thrust slipped smoothly into Kate's vagina. Evelyn could not feel the vaginal muscles caress the erection. Kate could feel it. It was deeply erotic. Evelyn fucked Kate with long powerful thrusts. She was not rough. She worked Kate up to full passion. 

Kate began to orgasm in full deep waves of pleasure. She looked out into the room. She shared her passion with her invisible master. She was sure Ellis was watching.

Ellis shared Kate's pleasure. He found his orgasm, shortly after Kate found hers.

Evelyn stood behind Kate as she removed her heavy panties. She dropped her erection onto the floor. She came around Kate. She pulled her to the floor. She sat on the cushion. She pulled Kate to her.

Kate bent her head willingly to her mistress' vagina. Kate wanted to give her the same pleasure she had just received. Kate received her mistress' orgasm. She drank her infusion of passion.

Kate again found rejection when she was done. Evelyn pushed Kate away from her. Kate lay on her side. She cried. She wanted to kiss her mistress. She wanted to kiss Ellis. She wanted a warm set of arms around her body. She cried.

CHAPTER

Evelyn did not relax long. She sat up. She pulled Kate to her knees before her.

"Now your punishment."

Kate's eyes flew open. She tried to shrink back from Evelyn. Evelyn held her close to her by her hair.

"You payed for it, when you turned the trick. It will take more than a quick trick, to pay for the pleasure I just gave to you. You'll be in the fish bowl tonight. A hundred people will watch your violation tonight. A hundred people will share your passion."

Evelyn pulled Kate back up onto the padded arm. She pet Kate's ass almost affectionately. Evelyn used her whip methodically. The cadence had a precise rhythm. The cadence did not change, even as Kate began to scream and kick. Kate wanted to masturbate.

She wanted to find the orgasm that was so close. Her hands would take but a moment to bring it up. Her hands were securely bound behind her back. Kate's tears were from very real pain. There was no other thought in her mind. She was totally filled with pain.

The punishment stopped, as suddenly as it began. Evelyn spoke softly into the phone then hung it up.

"You'll be prepared for the fish bowl. You'll wait until you're called."

A servant took Kate by the arm. He led her to a back room. Attendants dressed her. They rebound her arms behind her. Kate was wearing a simple blouse and skirt. The were modest in style and cut. She retained the heels that buckled around her ankles. Her sheer silk stockings were held up by a garter belt. She wore nothing else.

Kate was lead to a room with a small bed in it. She was laid onto her stomach. A small pillow was placed under her head. Her legs were spread open. Each leg was tied to a foot post on the bed. The attendants switched off the light, as they closed the door onto her bondage.

Kate had let her self be led. Nothing had alarmed her until they turned off the light. Kate's mind went into total panic. She was actually alone. Ellis could not see her.

She had felt safe somehow, knowing Ellis was watching her. Kate lay in the darkness in bondage. The panic of her situation began to grow. The fear again raised her passion.

She wondered about the fish bowl. Other than people watching her, she could bring no picture to her mind. It was like her vague fantasy. She knew she would be forced to perform sexually, before the lust filled eyes of her captors.

She was a total captive. Her passion raged. The fear in her mind grew, as she lay on the small bed. Kate's fear became a living force. It grew as the panic took her mind.

Kate began to struggle against her bondage. She wanted to run. She wanted to flee from the terror in her mind. Kate struggled against the bonds that held her. In her panic, she abraded her wrists and her ankles. She pulled against the ropes that held her securely in her bondage. A scream rose in her throat.

She wanted Ellis to rescue her. She knew that she would loose her sanity in the scream. She struggled in her mind to control her terror. Kate used all of the self control she had. She held the scream at bay. Kate spoke out in the darkness. Her only hope was that Ellis could hear her, even if he could not see her.

"Ellis. Please. Please help me. I'm so frightened. Help me please."

Kate lay in the darkness. She cried in her misery. She wanted to be in her safe secure world again. That thought brought to her another kind of fear. A fear of loneliness and boredom. A fear of living alone forever.

She cried. She wanted someone to hold her. To rock her. To pet her. She wanted Ellis to kiss her. She wanted to please Ellis in her bed, and in her life.

Through the fear and panic her passion raged. The fear did not dampen her driving need. It did not close her vagina. The fear rose her need. It drove her passion.

She began to struggle against her bondage. This time she struggled, not to escape. She struggled to reach her need. She pulled against her bonds. Kate wanted to put her hands into her passion, and raise her lust. Her hips rocked. Her hips wanted the fish bowl. She feared it.

Kate used up all of her energy in her struggle, her fear, and her panic. Her exhaustion claimed her. She fell into a fit full sleep. The sleep calmed her mind. It did not calm her need. Even as she slept, her hips rocked.

Kate woke to full alertness. It was as if she had only set her consciousness aside, rather than let it rest. The fear was alive. It had not slept. It was alive in her head.

Her fear was like a pacing beast. Kate felt that it would rise up and devour her. She held her panic at bay. She accepted her fear as her own. Still, her vagina raged in it's need.

The panic rose. It had almost claimed her sanity when she heard the door open. The light flared on. The harsh light was like a slap to her mind. She instantly struggled. She wanted to run. She cried in her frustration, and her fear.

Someone sat on the side of the bed. She turned her head to look at the person. The person slipped a blindfold over her eyes. The only sanity left to her, was held by the thought that Ellis could now see her. She found a small amount of comfort in the thought.

A hand caressed her ass. The hand was the hand of a woman . Kate knew the hand was feminine as it intimately explored her body. Her hips rocked, trying to capture the hand. Kate wanted any kind of affection she could find.

Her hips wanted to find her passion. Her mind wanted to be calmed. The soft invasive hand brought her both. The hand began to masturbate her. The voice was as soft as the hand.

"Do not struggle. You have been captured. You cannot escape. Your fate is no longer in your hands. As you cannot escape my caress, you cannot escape your fate. No one will rescue you."

The hand rose her passion. Kate was in turmoil. She wanted to -and did not want to- escape at the same time. She was afraid she had actually lost her sanity. She knew she wanted to find her passion, and to ease the burning in her vagina.

She also wanted Ellis. She wanted to kiss him. She wanted Ellis to hold her. She wanted him to fuck her. She wanted. She ached. She cried.

The tears began to flow. Her body was racked with deep sobs. She was miserable. Even in her misery, her body rose to her orgasm. The hand worked her past her panic, and into her passion. Her body shuddered out her ragged orgasm as she cried. Kate's body relaxed a little. The aching need lessened. It was not stilled.

"Ellis please. I'm frightened. Please help me."

"Ellis will not rescue you. No one can. You'll please us. You are now, but a toy for our pleasure. And, our entertainment.

Kate ceased her struggle. She accepted her position. She was not only captured, she accepted her helplessness. When the struggle in her mind eased, she flared with passion.

She was instantly aroused. Her vagina dripped with her passion. Her hips rocked. The pleasure of raw sexuality filled her mind. She trembled. She yearned for the violation she knew would happen soon.

Excitement jumped into her mind as she felt the hand release her legs. The hand pulled her up to sit on the bed. The pain in her arms was intense. She stretched them as much as her bonds would allow.

She felt the pain of the fresh bruises on her ass. The pain brought her passion to full bloom. She wanted the fish bowl. She wanted to feel the leering eyes caress her body.

The woman on the bed took her into a deep embrace. The kiss was full. It was filled with passion. The faceless womans hands, became like tendrils of fire as they roamed her body at will. Kate wanted to be held and cuddled.

The hand brought her passion, not comfort. Kate wanted both. Her mind was raging, as her vagina was. A new fear arose. Kate feared for her sanity. This fear also raised her passion.

She cried when the woman broke the embrace and the kiss. She stood up beside Kate. Kate could smell the deeply erotic aroma of the womans passion. Kate took some comfort knowing she had raised the womans passion, as hers was raised. She could feel the heat radiating from the womans body next to her.

The woman pulled her up onto her feet. Kate allowed herself be led. She did not struggle. She had accepted her captivity. She yearned for her sexual release. She had no hope in her mind that she would be released from her physical captivity. She knew she would be violated publicly.

Even with the blindfold in place, Kate could sense the bright lights she was placed in. She could feel the heat of the bright spotlights on her body. Her temperature raised. Her passion raged. She was hot. For the first time in her life, she was truly hot. She raged with the fire of pure sexual desire.

The lash of the whip startled her. Her eyes flew open behind the blindfold. The searing pain did not dampen her adore. It raised it. The voice was feminine. It was not gentle.

"Kneel before your mistress."

Kate's response fell from her lips without thought, as she sank to her knees.

"Yes mistress."

The whip fell across her ass again. Kate accepted it as a caress. She wanted more. As the whip continued to kiss her tender flesh, her mouth became filled with an erection. Kate accepted it like a kiss. She wanted to be immersed with human contact. She wanted a tender caress. Her vagina wanted to feel the whip in it's foreplay.

Kate knew she would lose her sanity, if her mind continued it's frantic flight inside her head. She accepted her fate. She embraced it. Her mind calmed. Her vagina flared. As her vagina took full control. Kate found her lust.

Kate's lust raged. It filled her body and her mind. Kate's want and need was now, not just in her vagina. It was totally immersed into every part of her body. Even her fingers and her toes ached with desire. She began to plead. Her pleas became like hands that reached out to anyone, as her hands were unable to do.

"Please. Please. I want. I need. I rage. I burn. Please."

Her pleas were muffled by the erection, that violated her mouth. The erection was not gentle in it's fucking. Kate did not want gentleness. She wanted her violation. She wanted to be taken completely.

The lights flared into her eyes like a slap to her face, as the blindfold was removed. Kate was blinded by the harsh lights of the stage. As her eyes adjusted to the light she became aware of her surroundings.

Kate was fully dressed, on her knees. The man behind the erection was naked. The woman who stood along side of her held a whip. She was standing on radical heels. They were not buckled onto her ankles. Her body was encased with the tightly laced corset. The corset held her waist. It did not cover her sexuality.

The woman used her whip, as the man fucked her mouth. Nothing could be seen beyond the bright lights. Kate could feel the leering eyes fondle her body. The leering eyes were as hot as the spotlight that caressed her.

Kate could feel the erection fill her mouth. She yearned to taste the salty elixir of his passion. The man pulled his erection from her mouth as he found his orgasm. He stroked his erection, as he ejaculated onto her face.

The sticky cum dripped from her nose and her eyebrow. The man stroked himself as he rubbed his milky fluid across her face. The woman never stopped her whip. Kate could hear the womans deep moans, as she also found her release.

The man pushed Kate away from him. Kate fell onto her side in the bright light. She cried. She cried from the rejection. She cried from the need in her body. She cried and rocked as the couple on the stage shared their pleasure in a full embrace and a deep kiss.

The man pulled Kate up onto her knees. The woman lashed her barely covered ass. The womans commands were as sharp and painful as the lash of her whip.

"Sit up straight. Call me mistress."

"Yes mistress."

The words left her mouth without thought. Her body was no longer under her control. Kate became an observer in her own violation. The woman stood before her. The womans pubic mound was pressed to Kate's face. Kate was lost in the deeply erotic aroma of the womans heat.

Kate could smell her arousal. She could feel her heat. Kate reached out with her tongue. She wanted to taste the womans lust. She could not reach her tongue out far enough.

Everything in Kate's body and mind was deeply sexual. She wanted to take her pleasure. Nothing in her mind was gentle. Her lust paced like an animal. The woman sat back into a low padded chair. She pulled Kate with her.

Kate's face was pulled into the steaming wetness of the woman's lust. Kate's lust merged with the womans lust. The separate beasts became one. Kate no longer knew where her reality ended, and her fantasy began. 

Nothing was real to Kate. She could not face the reality of her public display. She accepted it as another fantasy in her mind. Kate again became an observer. Her mouth and tongue were active participants. They were no longer a part of Kate.

Kate melted into her submission. She no longer controlled any part of her body. Kate's lust was free of her control. Kate's pleasure was full, as she worshiped the vagina that her mouth covered.

The woman's orgasm flooded Kate's face. The warm liquid covered her, as the woman wiped her face with her seeping vagina. Kate could smell the mingling of the male and female secretions. The aroma further aroused her. Kate moaned as the woman pulled her face away from her radiant heat.




Kate's Adventure



"I just want you to do something naughty and tell me about it before we hang up."

"Naughty? I wasn't trying to be naughty. I'd just gotten out of the shower. I wasn't flashing Uncle Fred. The towel slipped off, Mom. It was an accident."

My group of now extremely attentive men was, I think, quite disappoint at having arrived at the conference center. It was time for us to part ways and for them to find something other than the lurid tales of a young woman to occupy their minds. Most of them went inside but a couple of smokers paused at one side and lit up for a last cigarette while I leaned sat on a low wall to finish the conversation with my "mom."

They were too far a way to hear me now, so when I spread my knees apart to let them see my panties I dropped the act with Susan.

"So I'm sitting now and letting a couple of guys across the way look up my skirt."

"Ooh, that's hot."

"Yeah, I discovered today how much I like being watched."

"I thought as much on the bus earlier even though some of that was a surprise to you too, wasn't it?"

I laughed. "It sure was. But you know I've never been so horny for so long."

"Mmm, I understand. I play my own games at times."

"Then you'll understand how exciting it is to be rubbing my inner thigh with one and while talking to you and watching these two men watch me."

"Oooh, tell me more."

"Well, I found out earlier that if I try to scratch my back in a certain way I can get my top to rise up just right and I think the bottom of one breast is exposed. I'm doing it now and the guys can't take their eyes off me."

"Oh, Jesus, I'm getting wet. I'd better go Kate. I'll call you as soon as I'm free. Have fun, but not too much fun, okay?"

"You bet."

"And call me if your plans change."

"Of course. Bye Susan."

"Bye sweetie."

What a rush! Just having that conversation with her and arranging to meet later -- and all the while teasing the guys around me -- wow, I was just as aroused now as I'd been in the library. I needed relief but couldn't see how to get here out in public. After picking up my bag I went over to the cigarette smokers and said, "I hope you enjoyed the show."

"Show?" the older one asked with feigned innocence.

"Yeah, you seemed to like listening to me and looking up my skirt."

"What the fuck?"

"No need to use bad language. I enjoyed performing for you. Here's an encore." After ensuring no one else would see, I lifted my top and showed them my tits. "Just wanted you to know we're a very friendly city. Come back again soon." Then I walked away texting to Susan, "just flashed tits at two guys." In a few seconds I got a text back, "go girl, same some for me."

I strolled back the way I'd come and entered the nice bar I'd noticed while passing by just a minute ago. It had a really pleasant off-white, modern decor shouting out expensive and cool. Just the place for young professionals. I sat on a bar stool next to a young guy and his wife (or girl or date) and put my bag down on the floor. The bartender, a good looking guy in his thirties, put a coaster in front of me and asked what I'd like.

"A strawberry daiquiri please."

"Honey, you need to be 21 to be served alcohol. You probably know that."

"Yep. And here's my ID," I told him handing over my drivers license. He looked at it long and hard, I suppose thinking it was faked. "It's real. I'm 21." 

Shaking his head, he handed back to me. "Well, if it is fake it's the best I've ever seen. I'm sorry, I have to check. We can lose our liquor license for serving minors you know. Strawberry daiquiri coming right up."

When the bartender left to make the drink, the guy to my right said, "Don't be too hard on him. You don't look anywhere near 21. Please take that as a compliment." Looking to his companion, he asked, She doesn't, does she?" 

"No, not even 18," the sultry redhead said. "Hi there. I'm Megan and this is Eric. Nice to meet you."

I shook hands with them and introduced myself. "I get carded all the time. I know I look younger, but really.... You can join the army at 18 and vote, what's with the drinking age in American being 21?"

Eric laughed. "Even if it was 18, you'd still get carded.  Like Megan said, you look even younger."

"But you like that, don't you?" asked Megan. "That's the sexiest outfit I've seen in a while and it's like doubly sexy knowing your 21. If you were 15 it'd just be cute."

"Er, thanks, I guess," I stammered. Megan was really gorgeous in a why I'd never be. She had beautiful long red hair, nice full breasts, long legs, and was wearing even less than I was. Her skirt was little more than a black band around her hips, and she wore fishnet stocking held up by a garter belt, with the garters plainly in view. Above she had on what I could only call a black leather bikini top with her breasts nearly spilling out on either side. While I had a gold hop ring in each ear, she had several. She exuded sexiness. Looking at her, I spoke the truth saying, "Well, I guess I'm dressing this way because it's the only way I can imagine to compete with girls like you." Once I heard my own words, I regretted them. It sounded resentful.

But Megan thought it hilarious. When she stopped laughing she said, "Oh, please don't take offense. It's just that that's the most honest thing I've hear in a long time. I think you're just darling. And, yes, by dressing this way I'm exploiting guys like my good friend Eric who can't get enough of big tits and long legs."

Eric looked confused but we were distracted by the bartender arriving with my drink. "That'll be ten dollars."

"Huh? Ten bucks for a daiquiri?"

"I just work here. I don't set the prices."

Megan pushed the pile of money sitting between her and Eric forward. "Please, let me buy. It's delightful to have met you."

"Thank you," I said and sipped my drink. I really don't like daiquiris much, but it was the first thing I could think of that was in character. I looked at Eric and said, "What do you think? Megan there is a bombshell and I'm just a little person dressed like a girl. Any cognitive dissonance?"

"Fuck, plenty."

Megan patted him on the back. "That's my boy and why I love him. He's honest. What guy wouldn't be tempted by a very young looking hot girl?"

I added, "And a very hot looking redhead in leather with big tits."

She stoked the back of his head, "Poor boy, he might just explode." Then to me, "But you know big tits are really overrated. Sure guys love them, but imagine going out for a healthy run. You gotta strap these suckers down for that." She emphasized the idea by gripping her breasts roughly. "Their like having a pet. You go to all kinds of extra lengths to keep them happy."

I liked her open, honest way of expressing herself -- and the bit of lilt to her speech. "You're Irish, right? But don't live there now."

"Very good," she said sitting up straight. "Irish and proud of it, but I've been living here since I was 15 or so. If I really try hard I can speak pure American."

Eric smiled. "Or so you think."

"Well, I don't often try. The boys love a bit of lilt in the voice," she said giving full voice to her Irish ancestry. She winked at me. "Really, they're so easy that way."

"I can imagine."

"Join us for dinner, Kate," she said spontaneously. "You won't mind, will you, Eric? Oh, what am I thinking? Of course you won't. What would be a better treat for you than having sexy little Kate join us for a while longer so you can keep having all those naughty thoughts about having sex with her?" Without waiting for me to respond, she called the bartender over and asked him to change their reservation from two to three people.

After a while we were led back into a dark restaurant area and giving a semicircular booth. "Perfect," Megan announced as she encouraged me to sit. After I'd worked my way in, she took a place on my left and Eric on my right. Moving my bag out of the way and shifting more toward me, she said, "Now this is quite cozy, isn't it?" It was and became more so after we ordered a bottle of wine. 

I'd never had a fine red wine before and wasn't so sure I like this one. But the atmosphere of the expensive restaurant and the attentions of Eric and Megan compensated for my naive taste in fine wine. When we toasted each other and our new found friendship, I felt two hands on my thighs. Looking left and right I could see my dinner friends sipping from their glasses with one hand while each massaged a bare thigh with the other.

"Mmm, that's a new experience," I said putting my glass down and feeling the hands rise higher on my legs. "You guys seem to be good at groping and sipping at the same time."

Megan laughed. "You're such a tease. You know, you can grope too. One reason we like this place is that it's so dark." Her hand slipped up to my pussy. "No one can see a thing." When Eric's hand joined hers, she added, "Of course, you can always say no. You're a bit like an exotic appetizer you know, but we're not going to force ourselves on you. If you don't want this sort of attention all you have to do is say so."

Even as she spoke her fingers were massaging my hot little cunt while Eric's sought the edge of the elastic around my leg and after sliding under it stroked my labia.

Bringing my glass back to my lips, I said, "It's not that I don't like the attention. I was just remarking on the fact that the two of you are so able to provide it, you know, while we're sitting in this public place having dinner."  Megan had found my clit and was teasing it gently through the thin barrier of my panties while Eric's fingertip parted my lips and tentatively probed around. All the while, the both sipped their wine as if nothing untoward was going on.

Megan laughed again. "You're quite a find. A women who looks like a girl yet seems to like being treated like a sex toy in the most adult way." Her finger danced on my clit. "I couldn't have wished for a better dinner guest."

I was about to respond when the waiter arrived to take our orders. We hadn't even opened the menus, but when he listed the specials Megan and Eric selected at once and when it was my turn, Megan said, "I bet you'd like the grilled swordfish. They do it very well here." I just nodded to the waiter as my pussy continued to be teased.

After he left we were brought salads and bread, and they took there hands away from me. For a while we ate and talked like normal people. But not for long. Megan slipped off her panties and handed them to Eric. "Honey, will you put these in your pocket for safe keeping?" Then turning to me, "He'd be happy to do the same with yours, Kate."

With knife and fork in my hands, I was attacking my salad. "Er, well, sure. Just let me...."

"Oh, please, keep eating," Megan crooned. "Just lift your little behind up a bit." I did and they quickly stripped off my panties. I lifted one leg, then other, and then Eric was stuffing them in his pocket. "Doesn't that feel better?" Megan asked.

"Well, it sure feels different," I told her. "The seat is cold."

"Yes, it is, but isn't it rather delicious?" She parted my legs and cupped my pussy. "Oh my, totally shaved. You're a naughty girl." Looking past me she said, "See how naughty she is, Eric," and her hand was replaced with his.

He not only cupped my cunt but a finger found it's way inside. As he fingered me he said, "Yes, I see what you mean, and she's very excited too."

I looked at him and then to Megan. "I just want you to know that after dinner I want my panties back. Their sort of special." The both laughed and assured me they'd be returned.

Pushing her empty salad plate aside, Megan said, "Kate, don't you want to touch me too?" With Eric's finger buried in my pussy, I reached between his girl's legs and found her pussy. I'd never touched another girl like that before. She just smiled as my fingers played with her lips then explored between them. Given the way they had maneuvered me into their sex play, I was surprised to she was hairy down there. She seemed to read my mind.

"Eric likes the natural look and it's so nice not to be trimming and waxing all the time."

"I've never done this before, you know."

"You mean play with a woman or be with a couple like this?" She asked then giggled. "Or do you mean fondling and being fondled in a restaurant?"

I pushed a finger into her wet pussy. "I was thinking about touching another woman."

"Oh. Well then let me say you are doing just fine." She squeezed my finger with her cunt. "I hope you can please Eric too."

When I reached for his crotch I found he'd already opened his pants and taken out his cock. It was hard and erect when I wrapped my hand around it. I was busy fondling both of them when the waiter returned.

Topping off our wine glasses he asked, "How are we doing here?"

"Extremely well," Megan told him.

"Your dinner will arrive momentarily," he intoned and left.

My companions sipped their full glasses of wine. The Megan said, "Let me help you," and raised my glass to my lips. As I took a sip, she said, "It's really a fine wine and that's really a fine thing you're doing to me with your fingers." She looked to Eric. "Is it good for you too?"

"Very." He smiled at us both. "Kate's a wonderful dinner guest. I'm so glad you invited her."

"Me too."

It was a surreal experience. I played with his cock with one hand while probing Megan's pussy with the other and gazed around the dining room in the dim light. At the other tables couples and dinner companions ate and drank, enjoying their surroundings unaware of the young woman, me, masturbating two people at the same time while the wait staff went about their duties bringing perfect dishes from the kitchen and taking away empty plates.

"You guys do this often?" I asked.

"Boy, not often enough," Eric replied as he sat back in the lush, leather clad booth to enjoy my fondling.

"We really should get out more, you know," Megan added with a smile as my finger wiggled in her pussy.

Then dinner arrived and our little game stopped while we ate. The swordfish was excellent. I'd never tasted anything like it. Mom and I went out at time but never to a place like this. And my college friends? Our idea of fine dining was trading Pizza Hut for Friday fish night at the local watering hole. Hey, don't get me wrong, it was great fish and chips -- I loved the spicy tartar sauce -- but it sure wasn't high cuisine in the big city.

When we were done with the main course, the waiter took our dessert orders. I didn't have room for anything more but Megan selected a crème brûlée and Eric a decadent chocolate dish. "We'll share them with you," said Megan as my hand returned to her thigh. By the time the desserts arrived I had her and Eric on the edge of orgasm. She seemed to especially like having her clit lightly stroked, and Eric, well, I wished we had some lubricant. It's hard to stroke a cock properly otherwise. Still, we made do and he seemed to like what I was doing. They fed me bits of their food as I played with them, and if the waitstaff noticed they were sophisticated enough not to show it.

When they were done eating and had paid for the dinner, I said, "You'll have to excuse me." Eric started to get up to let me out of the booth. "Oh, I don't mean that," I told him and with a last look around to ensure no one was watching, I slipped under the table.  

With my fingers still in Megan's cunt, I took Eric in my mouth trusting the long table cloth and dim light to conceal me. His dick was just shy of what I would call normal and it was easy to take it all in. In moments he was ejaculating on my tongue and I turned my attention to Megan. I licked her hairy lips for a bit and then sucked on her little clit. It was hard and ready. After all the tantalizing teasing of the evening, I wasn't surprised that she came rather quickly.

What was surprising was how quickly and naturally I took to eating pussy. Just before dinner I touched another girl down there for the first time. Now I was eagerly lapping up the wetness Megan exuded as she rose to a peak and climaxed. 

I was still on my knees under the table when the waiter came back with the credit card slip for Eric to sign. That my location wasn't secret was brought home to me when waiter put his foot down between my legs and my pussy contacted his trousers. Oh no, I've been discovered, I thought, but then, as his leg pressed against me, I heard him tell Eric, "It's been a pleasure to serve you, sir. I hope you and your companions come back soon. Too bad your young friend isn't here. She was quite a treat."

Son of a bitch, he knew exactly where I was and his leg kept prodding me. But what the hell, he'd been nice and wasn't making a scene. I rubbed my cunt up and down against his leg like a bitch in heat.

"Thank you, sir. If you'd like to fill out this little form you'll become a select guest of the restaurant. We'll send you announcement of our special events and provide a five percent discount on all your purchases."

"That sounds like a good deal," Eric said. I humped the waiter's leg as he filled out the form. Just as Eric said, "Here, I think that's all the information you need," I came, my body shivered as I pressed into the trousers of our waiter.

He stammered. "Er, thank you, er, sir, and again, er, I want to thank you for having dinner with, er, us."

After he left, I poked my head out between Eric and Megan. "Is it safe to come up?"

Megan looked around and then smiled. "Yep, all clear." I took my place between them as they sipped their after dinner coffee. "Would you like some?"

"No, I never touch the stuff," I told her.

"Well, that was some payback for the dinner. Thank you very much."

Closing his pants Eric added, "Yes, thank you."

"My pleasure," I said and meant it. What a day this had been. Then a buzz came from my bag. "Oh that's my phone," I told Megan and she handed the bag to me. I took the phone out and saw the text message from Susan, "Done with dinner, ready for you." I smiled. 

"Message from a friend?" Megan asked.

"Yep, I've gotta go."

"Can we drop you somewhere? We're parked nearby and I'd love to give you the same sort of feelings you just gave me."

Susan's hotel was about six blocks away so I accepted the offer. The three of us walked across the street to the multilevel parking lot and took the elevator to the top floor. The moment the elevator doors closed Megan pulled me to her, kissing me on the lips. "God, I can taste Eric on your tongue. You are such a sexy minx," she said when our lips finally parted. "I couldn't believe it when you went under the table like that."

I shrugged. "Well, the two of you got me so horny I didn't know what else to do."

When we got to their car, Megan opened a passenger door and looked around. "Seems safe. Kate sit here. Eric eat her. I want to watch." I sat in the open door with my legs spread as Eric and then Megan lick my wet cunt. I came at least twice before we heard the elevator ding and others approaching.

On the way to Susan's hotel Eric handed me my panties. "I'd love to keep these, er, well, frankly as a sort of trophy, but you said you wanted them back."

"Yep, they're rather special," I told him and slipped them on. I texted Susan "on my way" and moments later my phone buzzed. She'd replied "i'm in the lounge."

With just a few blocks to go I said to Megan. "You know, I really wanted to do something that maybe I could do now."

"What's that?"

From the backseat, I leaned forward and grabbed her nice full breasts. "This." 

"Oh yes," she exclaimed pulling her top away. For the next minute or so I enjoyed my first experience of fondling another woman's tits. A couple of cars honked as they passed us by and their drivers saw what I was doing. As we approached my destination I sat back. 




Kate's Adventure



"Mmm, Megan you have a great pair of tits."

Eric said, "I agree."

Before I got out they gave me their phone number and encouraged me to call. With a sigh, I waved as they pulled away form the curb into traffic, then turned toward the hotel.

Standing on the sidewalk I texted Susan, "r u wearing panties?" She replied, "yes, u?" I sent her back, "yes. take urs off. ok?" A little while later I got "ok. done." 

Smiling, I entered the hotel. It was really topshelf and the first thing I thought was how out of place I was dressed like I was. Then it dawned on me that I could be the child of a guest and I marched in with confidence. Just as I'd though, I hadn't gone ten feet into the lobby before a hotel staffer intercepted me. 

"Can I help you miss?" said an older woman in the blue blazer with a crest over the pocket that all the staff wore.

"My sister is here somewhere," I told her. "She said to look for her in the lounge."

"Oh dear me, the lounge isn't for young girls. But if it's your sister your looking for, I guess we'd better find her, hadn't we?." She was a nice woman, but I was a little surprised when she took me by the hand -- the hand that not long ago had been wrapped around a nice hard dick -- and led me through the lobby to the lounge. At the entrance she asked, "Now what's you sister's name and what does she look like?"

I nearly choked. I couldn't remember Susan's last name and no one seeing us together would think we were sisters. I said, "She's Susan, and very tall with long blond hair."

My minder looked over the crowd. "Do you see her?"

I didn't and told her so.

"Okay then. We'll just walk through the lounge and you tell me if you see her. If we can't find her, don't worry. I'll have her paged."

As we began to walk hand in hand through the lounge I thought how strange it would be to have to find Susan's card in order to provide "my sister's" last name. It was a big room with a u-shaped bar in the middle. As we worked our way through it, with me and my cartoon decorated book bag getting a lot of attention from the nearly all-male crowd, I finally spied her. Susan sat at the back of bar be herself, sipping a beer. For a moment I thought how strange that a gorgeous girl like her would be by herself in a male-dominated bar like this, but the lady leading me around brought me back to the present asking again if I saw my sister anywhere.

"There," I said pointed. "That's Susan."

"Good. Let's get you reunited and she can't take you out of here."

As we approached Susan, she turned and took the situation in. "Katey!" she exclaimed, "Where have you been? I've been waiting and waiting." To my minder she said, "Thanks so much for helping her find, now please, take this away. I found it on the bar and can't believe a place like this.... Well, you should do better." She pressed something into the staffer's hands.

The woman began to unfold it, cried "my goodness!" and quickly stuffed it into her pocket saying, "I'm very sorry, ma'am. I've been working here for years and never ...."

"Just take it away please," Susan said dismissively waving her hand, "and I won't say anything to the management."

"Of course. Meanwhile here's your sister. She's been looking for you." She actually place my hand in Susan's before she left.

Watching her go, Susan squeezed my hand and smiling at me said, "My sister?"

"First thing that came to me."

"Well, Sis, can I buy you a drink?"

"I'll have what your having."

She looked at me. "Jesus, you are really 21, right? The last thing I need is to be buying beer for a minor -- even if you're my sister."

"I'm really 21."

She signaled the bartender, making it clear she wanted two beers, and then turned back to me with a smile. "You know I really like this sister thing. That's really hot."

I put my bag down and hopped on to the bar stool beside her. "Yeah, me too. You have any? Sisters, I mean."

"Nope, just an older brother that I talk to on holidays and his birthday. You?"

I shook my head. "Only child."

Our beers arrived. "Well then here's to finding my long lost sister," she said raising her glass.

"No so fast," said the bartender. "First your sister has to show me some ID. She looks about 15, not 21." I showed him my drivers license and after a close look at it he said, "Fuck. Oh, sorry, excuse me. But damned if you look anything close to 21. The beers are on me. Enjoy."

"Jesus, you're such a turn on," Susan said after we clicked glasses and took a sip. "I don't blame him. You really do look 15."

I smiled at her and sipped my beer. "And I'm having a lot more fun today being 21 and looking 15 than I did at 15 and wishing I was 21."

"I bet. Just listening to that phone call got me all hot and bothered. And I was all hot and bothered in the bus earlier. Do you do this often? The get up, I mean. Lookin' like a kid."

Shaking my head, I told her the truth. "Nope. Today's the first time. Just bought this stuff yesterday after work. Sort of a breakout thing for me. Wanting to be different, you know, change old habits."

"And has it worked?"

"Like a charm."

"Tell me. I'm all ears."

"Too much to tell. Don't know where to begin."

"And your not curious about what I handed that lady?"

"Yeah, what was that about?"

"You told me to take off my panties. Remember, you texted me."

I did remember. "You mean...?"

"Yep, I did it and had been sitting her wondering what to do with them when you walked up."

"Jesus."

"And Joseph too if you're Catholic. Took me ages to do it. Lookin' around to see who might see."

I looked around just then. "Were those guys sitting there when you did it?"

Susan looked over her shoulder at them. "Yeah, they were the biggest problem. You know, for a girl like me with these big tits and long legs I attract attention." She nodded toward the guys. "They came in, took one look at me sitting here and sat at that table." After taking a sip of her beer she continued, "I'm used to that. Happens all the time. But then you texted me and said to take off my panties."

"I didn't know though ...."

"Of course, you couldn't know the circumstances. That's actually the fun of it, right? If I'd been in my room, who'd have cared if I took them off or left them on?"

"So they saw you take them off?"

"Maybe. I'm not sure. Actually I'm pretty sure no one saw anything until I let them fall down around my ankles." Susan stopped talking and touched my arm. "And I want to say, thank you. It was like the hottest thing I'd ever done. You know, after looking around and raising up my butt just enough to slip them off, then sitting here for a bit with my bare ass on the bar stool." She shivered. "Wow. I was so turned on. Then I tried to slide them down my legs. That's when I think at least a couple of those guys noticed what I was doing." 

"Well you're hardly a wallflower," I offered.

"Yeah, that's the part I'm all too familiar with. Guys look at me wherever I go."

I looked at her short skirt and tight top. "Hardly a surprise when you dress like you do."

Susan look me up and down. "So tell me why you dressed like this today?"

I blushed. "Point taken."

"Right, so there I was with my panties around my ankles and at least a couple of those guys saw me ball them up and sit here with them in my hand."

"Until that staff lady took them away."

"Right, until then." She leaned closer. "I'm so horny."

"Me too and now I'm feeling overdressed." The barstools rotated so I turned to face the guys at the nearby table. I smiled at them and let my legs spread enough so they could see up my skirt.

Glancing over her shoulder Susan took the situation in and said, "I love your innocent slut act."

"So do I. I keep discovering new variations." Slipping off the barstool I bent over and opened my bag that was sitting on the floor. I routed around in it until I thought I'd giving the guys a good enough show of my ass then stood up and leaned against back against the bar close to Susan but facing the opposite way. "I hoped they got a good look. Somehow this is even more fun being here with you and knowing you know what I doing." I put my hand on her thigh and slid it under her skirt to her pussy. "Mmm, you really are excited, aren't you?" Teasing her short hairs I said, "And I see you're hairy like me." 

"Oh God, I can't believe your doing that. Don't stop." Her voice was strained with arousal. When she shifted in her seat to give me better access, I slipped a finger into her pussy. "Ahh," she moaned just as the bartender was passing by.

Thinking she was signally him, he stopped and asked, "Yes, ma'am, what can I get you?"

Susan's face was flushed. "Oh, could I have glass of ice water please. Suddenly I'm hot."

"Certainly. Coming right up."

I chuckled. "You sure are hot, Susan."

"Keep that up and I might come right here on your fingers, you know."

"I guess we better go up to your room then."

"That's a great idea."

As she stood up and took care of settling the bar bill, I smiled at the guys who of course were still watching us and licked my fingers. One of them nearly choked on his drink. Another gave the guy next to him a high-five. Feeling the need to be naughtier I slowly pulled up the him of Susan's short skirt taking the little wiggle of her ass as encouragement. Glancing around the back of the bar, I was glad to see it was empty except for the table of young men. Watching them watch me, I raised the skirt more, enough to reveal the round curves of Susan's naked bottom. 

"Good heavens, thank you, ma'am," I heard the bartender say behind me. Susan must have left a good tip.

I pulled her skirt higher and exposed her beautiful pussy rimmed in light blond curls. The guys went wild. After slapping her bare ass I dropped the skirt and turned back to the bar. A moment later a man said, "Excuse me, but I was wondering...."

It was the guy who had almost choked on his drink. I cut him off. "Nope. Don't wonder. We're leaving." He looked crestfallen. I pegged him for 25 or so. "But if you're really nice about it, I do have a nice treat for you." 

He perked up. "What's that?"

"I'll just lean on the bar her next to my friend and let you take off my panties." His eyes bugged out. "But don't go running off with them. Just pull them off, hand them to my friend, and go back to your table. What'd'ya say? Deal?"

"Deal."

"And no groping."

"Right."

I leaned against the bar and smiled a Susan. "Like I said early, I'm feeling overdressed."

She stood up to watch as the delighted young man carefully reached under my skirt, found the waistband of my panties, and pulled them slowly down to the floor. After helping me step out of them, he paused. Now bent over, he examined my ass and pussy for a moment before sighing loudly and straighting up.

Handing my underwear to Susan, he pulled a couple of his business cards out of his wallet and put them on the bar. "Really, if you -- either of you -- ever are in Buffalo and need a date, give me a call. Hell, just call. I'll fly to wherever you are." Then shaking his head he rejoined his friends who immediately slapped him on the back and called for another round of drinks. 

Susan looked at Tweety on the front of my panties and said, "Isn't he cute?"

The bartender turned around. "Tweety was always one of my favorites. You ladies ever stop back here and the drinks are on me." 

"Thanks, what's your name?" Susan asked. 

"Sylvester."

We laughed. I picked up my book bag, giving the guys one last bare-assed flash, then Susan and I left.

Walking hand in hand through the lobby to the bank of elevators, we passed the staff woman who had corralled me when I arrived. Susan stopped to say, "Thanks so much for taking good care of my sister and seeing that she found me. What's your name? I want to mention what you did on the feedback form in room. I never filled it out before, but this time I have something nice to say."

The woman smiled and pulled a card from her pocket. "I'm Ann Warren and thank you very much. Pleased to be of service." But the card fell to the floor as she tried to hand it over.

"I'll get it," I said as I bent over as indelicately as possible and was rewarded by Ann's sharp intake of breath. Pulling a pen from her pocket she took the card from me and wrote on the back.

"Here, that's my cell phone number," she said to Susan. "If you need someone too look after your little sister for a while, just call. I'll be on duty 'til morning but can always take a break."

Susan gave her a big smile. "Gee, what if I need someone to look after me?"

Ann licked her lips. "Anything for our guests." She was in her forties, slim, brown hair up in a bun, and had a beautiful face. I liked her little button nose. Nodding to the big crowd waiting in front of the bank of elevators. "The least I can do is help you avoid the wait. Come with me." Exchanging surprised looks, we followed her to the staff elevator. Using a key card to open the doors she waved us in. "What floor?"

"22," said Susan.

"Oh, how nice. Do you like our executive suites?"

"Yes, they've been redone since I was here before. The big jacuzzi is quite pleasant."

As the doors closed and the elevator began to move I snuggled up to my tall blond friend's side and said, "Maybe we could have a nice soak and you could try and explain again why these," I cupped on of her full breasts, "are some much bigger than these." I pulled up my halter and looked down at my breasts."

"Kate, I've told you about showing yourself in public," Susan scolded as she pushed my top down.

"But it's just us and Auntie Ann, Sis. We're not out in public."

Ann leaned against the wall smiling appreciatively at our act and said, "She's quite precocious, isn't she?"

"Well, sometimes she can be a naughty little girl." Susan looked at me sternly, well, she tried to, but I could see her suppressing a sly grin. "There're times I just want to put her over my knee and spank her naked little bottom."

Ann actually shivered at the thought. "You'd do that? Bend her right over and swat her bare behind?"

"Oh, yes, and make her count as I do it. It's the only thing that makes her mind."

I turned so Ann could see and pulled my skirt up over my ass. Rubbing it, I told her. "She's so mean sometimes. My butt gets all red from the punishment."

"But you know your sister does it because she loves you, don't you?" Ann new quite well how to play this game.

I smiled and hugged Susan tightly, snuggling my face between her breasts. "Oh, yeah! And I love her too!"

The elevator came to a stop and Ann said, "Ah, here we are. It's so nice to have two loving sisters as our guests. Please enjoy your stay and you have my number if I can do anything for you." She emphasized "anything" just a little.

"How about a kiss goodnight, Auntie?" I asked attempting to sound innocent and demure while feeling just the opposite.

Ann leaned down expecting a peck on the cheek, but I took her head in my hands and kissed her long and hard on the mouth. She quickly yielded to my tongue, and when my hands grabbed her ass she returned the grope. Susan stood in the hallway keeping lookout as my new "auntie" pulled up my skirt and fondled my bare ass while playing tongue tag with me. 

I pulled myself away and asked Susan, "Do you want to say goodnight to Auntie too?"

"I'd love to," she replied and I watched the surprised and delighted Ann wrap herself around the tall bombshell. The gloves were off now so-to-speak and the two of them ran there hands all over each other while kissing passionately. Finally, it was Ann who pushed away.

In complete disarray but looking quite happy about it, she punched the button for the ground floor and said as the elevator slid doors slid shut, "Call me."

Leading me down the hall by the hand Susan told me, "If I didn't want you all to myself I'd have invited her along."

"Maybe afterward."

"I was hoping you'd have that attitude."

Her suite was three rooms, a good size living room with stuffed couch and chairs arranged around a large flat screen television, a bedroom with kingsize bed, and a large bathroom with a two-person jacuzzi tub. But all I had time for was the exterior wall in the bedroom, nothing but glass from floor to ceiling. Tossing my bag on the bed, I ran over to it and looked out over the city, it's lights twinkling in the night. With no other tall buildings on this side of the hotel, it was like being on top of the world.

"Like it?" asked Susan as she wrapped her arms around me from behind.

"Oh, gosh, it's really beautiful."

"So are you," she told me as her hands roamed over my body. "Ever been with a woman before?"

With her delicious fondling -- hands that seemed to touch me everywhere but avoiding nipples and pussy -- I could barely answer. "Well, not until today, and not like this." Then I mentioned my dinner with Megan and Eric and she made me tell her every detail while stripping off my clothes. Naked and spread-eagled against the glass wall I described what happened in the restaurant as Susan explored my body, now teasing my cunt and lightly pinching my budding nipples. 

Kissing my neck, she whispered, "tell me more," then slipped a long finger into to my pussy. I struggled remain coherent as she fingered me, placing light kisses on my bare back down to the crack of my ass. I told her about Dave on the bus, Reverend Brown, and Kevin in the library as she licked my butt, probed my pussy, and teased my clit. 

Arousal is a combination of physical and mental events -- or so I've read. Telling my story was almost like reliving it and when combined with Susan's expert fondling my whole body came alive with erotic sensation. But there was one more amazing aspect to the situation: the incredible view of the nighttime cityscape out the glass wall before me and being spread naked in front of it, even at times with my breasts pressed up against the cool clear glass.

Each time I tried to turn and offer her my attention, she made me turn back. "I like having you like this. Just enjoy it." Eventually she had me on my knees before the glass and got underneath me. Laying on the floor she pulled my hips down until my we cunt was on her mouth. My orgasm was wonderful. I came and came until I couldn't take it any more, then climbed off to cuddle my fantastic lover.

After a while she let me take off her clothes -- oh, god, what a body! -- and we got into the enormous bed where I returned, as best I could, the special experience she had given me. Taking my time, being able to roam over her amazing curvy body -- this was quite different than licking Megan under the dinner table in the restaurant. Kissing Susan, sucking her big nipples, and groping her curvy bottom was a treat. Feeling the hard buds in my mouth, listening to her moaning, but finally descending between her legs to lick and suck at her cunt as she climaxed loudly against my tongue -- that was truly special. Now I could say I had a truly fine woman-to-woman experience.

I stroked her hair as we lay naked in the bed. "You know what?"

"What?" she replied looking at me tendering in the afterglow of her orgasm.

"I think I could come again. Happens ever now and then, you know. Instead of being satisfied, one good orgasm just seems to encourage me to try for another."

She smiled. "Yeah, I know what you mean. Want me to help?"

"Oh, no. Maybe later. Right now just relax. I was wondering if you wanted just to want to watch."

"You mean...."

"I mean I want you to watch while I play with myself."

"Jesus, you're like the gift that keeps on giving," she said sitting up, her large breasts swaying as she tried and failed to push her long hair back.

"And you know what?"

She laughed. "No, what now?"

"I want you to give Ann a call."




Kate's Adventure



"So she can watch too?"

"Yep, and maybe there can be a little spanking."

"'Cause you're going to be naughty?"

"Oh, very naughty." I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom. When I returned Susan was hanging up the phone.

"I told Ann I needed a some help with my little sister and some punishment might be in order." She laughed. "She seemed a bit anxious to show me how much the hotel management wanted to ensure their guests had nothing but the finest experience."  I put on my underpants and top and sitting on the edge of the bed bet Susan Ann would arrive inside of a minute.

"The elevator alone takes that long."

"Still...."

There was a knock at the door. 

"She wasn't far away," I said to Susan as I went to the door. After checking the peephole to make sure it was Ann, I let her in. "Hi, Auntie Ann, it's so nice to see you again." All I needed was the look on her face at the sight of my Tweety Bird panties to know that she was quite happy to see me too.

She recovered quickly saying, "Oh, Kate, I'm not so happy to see you. I've heard you've been bad."

"Not me. Sis and I just have a difference of opinion." I took her by the hand. "Come on, she's in bed. Help me talk some sense into her." Pulling her into the bedroom I said, "Susan, look who's here," and was about to add something about how happy I was that Ann had come knocking when I was stopped by the vision of loveliness lying on the bed. Susan had pushed the covers down and lay on her side in a classic pose: head propped in one hand, one knee up, her tousled hair flowing behind her, and a hand cupping a breast absentmindedly.

"Hi Ann. How nice of you to stop by. I can't say enough about the service this hotel provides."

After pausing only a moment to get her bearings -- hell, I was stopped in my tracks by the sight of the sexy blond -- Ann said, "It's our pleasure. How can I help you?"

"It's little Kate here. I caught her being bad and she just won't submit to a spanking. She's never done that before."

I bounced on my heels insisting, "But I haven't done anything wrong this time, Susan."

With a raised eyebrow Susan looked at Ann. "See? She just defies me." 

"Perhaps, if you told me what she's done, I could be of help, ma'am."

"I think if would be better if Kate showed you." Susan sat up, breasts swaying as she brushed her hair back away from her face. Patting the bed beside her, she said, "Please make yourself comfortable and have a seat here so we can watch Kate from the same perspective. I want to be fair about this. And do call me Susan."

"Certainly Susan," Ann replied. "Would you mind if I used your bathroom first?"

While she was gone I turned on another light and put some music on. I was searching through the minibar wondering what sort refreshment would be best when there was a knock on the door and we heard a voice call out "room service." 

Susan said she hadn't ordered anything so I went to investigate. Looking through the peephole, I saw a good looking man in the hotel service uniform standing next to a cart.

"We didn't order anything," I said through the door. You can't be too careful, you know.

After looking at a piece of paper the man replied, "Compliments of the hotel, ma'am. The order is signed my Ann Warren, one of our night managers." I relayed that information to Susan who told me to let him in and opened the door. "Good evening, miss," the man said as he pushed the cart inside. "Where would you like this?"

Only when he squeezed past me did I remember I wasn't wearing a skirt. Too late to do anything about that, I thought, and told him to take it into the bedroom. Then following behind, just as he reached the bedroom I remembered Susan was sitting naked on the bed. I was about to speak when I heard Susan say, "Over here next to the bed would be fine."

Coming to the doorway I found Susan sitting up with her legs akimbo holding a pillow on her lap in what I guessed was a nod to modesty. A small nod. Still, our server didn't flinch as he rolled the cart forward. I suppose working in a hotel for any length of time you see all sorts of things, and in a swanky place like this you're rewarded for pretending nothing is unusual.

"And what have we here?" Susan asked leaning toward the cart.

The server looked to be about 35. He was extremely slim with very dark skin. When he spoke, it was with an accent. Taking the covers of things as he spoke so we could see what he was referring to he said, "Here we have a selection of caviar: Beluga, Ossetra, and Sevruga. I must say this is the finest available. Then here is a platter with a variety of European cheeses. If you'd like to know exactly which ones I will call down to the chef. Here is a fine French bread, freshly baked and still warm from our ovens, and a nice selection of crackers as well." 

Eager to see what was on the cart I'd taken a seat on the bed. Smiling at me he pulled the cover from another dish and continued, "And here is an All-American hotdog. Not knowing your tastes the chef has included sides of ketchup, several types of mustard, and both sweet and dill relish. Over here we have potato chips. And," he pulled two big buckets from the cart's bottom shelf, "some soft drinks and champaign on ice. There's just one more thing." Lifting the lid from yet another container, he announced, "a hot fudge Sunday." Susan and I giggled. "Please be careful. The ice cream is on dry ice and over here is the hot fudge. About 20 seconds in the microwave will bring it to temperature. As you can see we have a fruit basket and, if I may be so bold, I think the banana would work quite well on the Sunday."

I clapped with what I hoped was childlike glee and said, "Oh, that you. This is wonderful."

"Ah, please thank Ms Warren, little miss. But if you would like anything else, or for someone to assemble the hot fudge Sunday for you, just call. I am at your service." With that he started to leave.

Susan stopped him, pointing to her purse and saying, "If you'd hand me that, I'd like to give you a tip." When extended her arm to point, one of her lovely breasts slipped out in the open from behind the pillow. She made no move to hide it.

The man smiled. "Thank you very much for your consideration ma'am, but Ms Warren has taken care of everything including the gratuity." He waved at the cart. "This is all with our compliments. And I must say quite sincerely it's been a very real pleasure serving you this evening." 

Susan put her pillow aside and extended her hand. "Well thank you very much then."

He shook her hand and then offered a hand to me. "And I hope you enjoy the hotdog, little miss." My hand disappeared in his much larger one. It was surprisingly warm and gentle. "If I can help with anything later on, like assembling that Sunday for you, I would be honored."

"Abassi thank you for delivering our refreshment. That will be all for now." It was Ann speaking from the doorway where she stood in nothing but her blouse the tail of which came down to mid-thigh. After giving me a wink, a big smile, and mouthing "call me," Abassi left. 

Susan said, "Ann this must have cost a fortune. The caviar alone...."

"All on the hotel. As a manager I have a discretionary fund to ensure our best guests are happy with their stay."

"But, ah, I think you called him Abassi, he said you'd taken care of the tip as well."

Ann climbed onto the bed beside her. "Yes, I did. Abassi and I have an understanding."

"I wouldn't want you to get in trouble with the hotel management on our account."

Ann chuckled. "Don't worry about that. Abassi doesn't work for the hotel." Responding to our confused looks, she continued, "He's a Nigerian businessman who comes here at least once a month to do business. Oxford educated as I recall. Anyway, this cart was sent to his room compliments of the hotel. We do it every time he visits because he spends money like there's no tomorrow. The hotdog and Sunday were his idea when I told him about Kate. As for the gratuity, I help him out finding 'partners' from time to time, and, to tell you the whole truth, he's helped me out that way as well. Sometimes he finds women who like the company of, what can I say, a woman my age."

As we took that in Ann slipped back into her hotel manager persona. "Now, I'd like to help you with Kate, the recalcitrant young woman. Just what has she been up to?" The she dipped a cracker into the caviar and fed it to Susan.

"I've been good," I told them. "I was just exploring."

"Show Ann what you were up to," Susan told me as she fed a caviar ladened cracker to Ann.

"I was just rubbing down here," I said as I rubbed my pussy through my panties. "It felt nice."

"Show Ann what I saw you doing, Kate."

"But you said it was wrong and were going to spank me for it."

"We'll let Ann decide if it okay or if you deserve to be punished. How's that?"

I tried to look scared and confused, even as my pussy tingled at the thought of what I was going to do. "Well, okay. I trust Auntie Ann."

"Go ahead then."

Ann chimed in, "You know I'll be fair, dear. Now show me what you were doing."

"I didn't have my panties on before."

"Then take them off."

"Right in front of you?"

"Yes, dear. If it helps I'll take mine off too." We both slipped out of our underwear. Ann spread her legs, hooking one over Susan's. "See that's not so bad. We're all girls here."

I pressed my thighs together. "But you're not hairy like me." Ann's bush was neatly trimmed. She played with it.

"Sure I am. It's just that I've trimmed my hair. I'll be happy to show you how later if you like."

"Well, okay." I parted my legs. 

"Now what were you doing that made your sister upset?"

"Just this," I said as I ran my fingers over my pussy lips. "Just what you're doing now. See Susan, it's not bad."

Susan gave me her stern look. "But that's not what you were doing, Kate. Show Ann everything."

"Well," I squirmed, "I was doing this." I pushed a finger inside my cunt. "But what's wrong with it? It feels nice?"

"But that's not all you were doing."

"Yeah, but since it was kinda nice to put one finger in there, I thought I'd try two." I matched my actions to my words. "It does feel nice, Susan, really."

"Come on, Kate, show Ann everything. Get on your hands and knees like when I saw you."

I did so and pushed three fingers into my now very hot cunt. "Is this what you mean?"

"It's closer, but your other hand was doing something too." She touched my anus. "In here. Show us that." 

Good lord, I thought, she wants me to finger my ass. I'd never done that, never even thought of it. Still, I loved playing with myself in front of these women. Why not experiment? I licked a finger and put it against my other opening. "You mean like this?"

"Yes, but it was inside."

With more than a little trepidation I slipped my fingertip into my bottom. At first it felt, well, weird, but it wasn't long before it felt arousing.

"That's a start," Susan intoned, "but when I found you your finger was way up inside. Show Ann what I'm talking about."

With my face pressed into the satin sheets I pushed the finger into my ass, working it in and out until it wouldn't go any farther. What an experience! The sensation of having my rectum invaded by own finger was coupled with doing this for the first time in front of two women who I'd met just that day. God, it was hot! 

Susan went on, "Now, Kate, when I walked in the room and found you doing this, you weren't silent. I mean, it was bad enough seeing you do this, but you were moaning too, weren't you?"

"Er, yeah, Sis. I was."

"Demonstrate for Ann. If she's going to pass judgment on you, she needs to have the same experience I had."

Ann spoke up then. "Oh, I've seen enough, Susan. Kate's a very naughty girl and I think the punishment should fit the crime." Hearing this, I started pull my finger out. "Oh, no, Kate. You put that right back." Then again to Susan, "I recommend spanking her now, when she's in the midst of doing these very bad things to herself. Fingers in her vagina. Even in her behind! We need to teach her how bad that is."

"I agree," Susan said. "Kate, you just hold still. That is, you just stay in that position but keep your fingers moving. We're going to spank you so you know this is exactly what your being punished for."

Fingering my ass and cunt, I said, "Oh, no, Sis. Don't do that. I'll be good."

"Yes you will, you little minx." Wack! She slapped my ass hard. I yelped and held still.

Wack! Ann hit me on the other cheek. "You keep those fingers moving young lady and take you punishment."

God, it really hurt. I have a tight little ass without much extra padding to cushion the blows, but, still, after the initial pain my arousal grew as the warmth spread. I got my fingers moving again.

"That's better," Susan said as she swatted me again. A smack from Ann soon followed. I cried out each time.

"How many do you think she deserves?" Ann asked.

Susan answered. "I think six more for being so naughty and then another six for resisting. Does that seem fair to you?"

"You're her sister, so I understand the leniency."

"Well, she's already had four."

"I think twenty altogether would be appropriate."

"Okay, twenty it is."

"And she should count."

"Of course," Susan agreed. "You heard that Kate. You're to count as we spank you."

Listening to them deciding my punishment made me a little crazy. I feared the pain while at the same time couldn't wait for them to continue. "Yes, Susan. I'll count," I told her.

Smack! "Five." Smack. "Six!"

It was delicious. I could feel myself rising to a climax. As we passed "nine" and "ouch, ten!" I nearly came, but the next blow took the edge off.

It was fascinating. Anticipating the next smack my arousal increased dramatically, nearly to a climax, then the blow would fall and the pain at first pull me back. Yet, as it spread and diminished, my body would fill with a warm erotic glow starting from my abused ass and extending in every direction, and I'd begin to think about being swatted again which caused my arousal to heighten. Smack, smack, smack, smack. "Fourteen, fifteen, fuck, sixteen, ouch, seventeen!" The blows came irregularly. I could never be sure how long the pause between would be.

"She swore, Susan. I think we need a couple of spanks."

"Agreed."

My ass was on fire and I was reaching a sexual peak that I'd never imaged. Smack, smack. 

"This is hard work. You must be getting hot," Susan said to Ann. "Let me help you out of that blouse."

Smack. "Twenty, errh!"

"Why thank you."

Smack. "Uh, twenty-one."

"Just one more."

Smack. "Oh, twenty-two!"

When there lips and tongues touched my ass tenderly, I came like never before. Plunging my finger in my ass and cunt, I cried out, "Yes, oh god, yes!" Hands cupped my tits and pulled at my nipples while the tongues continued to lick my buttocks. I kept coming. Finally the women pulled away and I fell on my side, finger still in my orifices milking the last erotic sensations from the sadomasochistic experience.

Susan's eyes locked on mine. "Too much?" she asked.

"Oh, no, just right," I replied with a sigh, pulling my fingers out of first my ass then my pussy. Rolling off the bed I told them I'd better clean up and walked unsteadily to the bathroom. When I returned, I found the two of them in a sixty-nine with Susan on top. I played with her ass as they came. 

We were enjoying the caviar when there was a knock on the door. I went to investigate. Seeing Abassi, our Nigerian businessman and sometime hotel server, I opened the door and stood naked in front of him.

He just smiled. "I was thinking you might be too shy to ask for help with that Sunday. May I be of service?"

I grinned. The man had balls showing up like this. Over my shoulder I called out, "It's Abassi. He's wondering if he may be of service."

Susan called back, "I don't need anything, but I'd like to watch you with him."

"Same here," called Ann.

With a big smile, I said, "Why don't you come in, that is, if you have a condom."

From his pocket, he pulled out a strip of them. "As an honorary member of the hotel staff, I only promote safe sex."

Later, with his full erect dick in side me and my sore ass on fire again as it brushed against him, I reflected on how much fun a girl could have with a couple of open minded lesbians and one horny if especially skinny African. While he fucked me from behind I ate Susan and then Ann. After we all paused for refreshment, during which I found that Abassi liked hotdogs and really could assemble a find hot fudge Sunday, I sucked him off as the girls took turns eating me. 

The sun was coming up when first Abassi then Ann said their goodbyes. Alone in the suite with Susan I took a shower after which I considered my ass in the bathroom room mirror. It was red but there weren't any welts. Well worth it, I decided. While she sat naked on the bed and watched I got dressed.

"Kate, I've never had such a fine time with anyone, or with any combination of people," she told me as I adjusted my skirt.

"Me either. And I really hate goodbyes so just give me a kiss." She did, long and heartfelt. "You've got my number and email and I've got yours," I told her as I left. "I hope we meet again." Then I left. Just like that.

I took the bus home. What else would you expect? Being Sunday there weren't many passengers, so I suppose the driver thought it a bit odd that I stood in the aisle hanging on to one of straps. I wondered how long it might before I could sit comfortably. Then I saw Rev. Brown's church coming up and pulled the cord to signal a stop. 

Getting of the bus, book bag in hand, I somewhat gingerly approached the church. I was hardly dressed for Sunday services. As I was pondering this, I heard a bright, "Hi Kate," behind me and turned to look. It was Dave, the soon-to-be college athlete I'd met at the beginning of my excursion.

Laughing, I said, "Hi Dave."

"You remember? Why are you laughing?"

"No offense intended. I just can't believe the coincidence in meeting you here."

He smiled. "Yeah, probably didn't think I was the church-going type, did you? Have to admit, I didn't think you were either."

"Well, can't say that I am, but I met Rev. Brown on the bus after you got off."

"He's pretty cool, isn't he? Turns out he was quite a sprinter in his day." Dave joined me and we walked toward the church together. "So are you going to the service?"

"I don't know. I was just on my way home and saw the church. I'm not sure why I got off here."

He smiled again. "Divine inspiration?"

I knew he knew I was wearing the very same clothes he'd seen me in the day before. "Probably not. More like I'm not ready to go home just yet."

"Have a good time in the city?"

"Yeah, it was nice. How was your track practice."

"Brutal."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

He laughed. "Don't be sorry. It's always like that. I don't want to be surprised when I get to college."

"Oh, I get it. Well then, I'm glad it was brutal."

Grinning, he said, "You're really a treat, Kate. Tell me, just how old are you? At first I thought you were about 15, but after what you said as I got off the bus and remembering the goth girl I'd seen before.... Well, I'm confused."

"And seeing me in the same clothes today probably doesn't give the sense I'm a 'nice' girl, does it?"

"Didn't say that. Just wondering how old you are."

"I'm 21."

"Wow."

"And I'd guess you're 18."

"And you'd be right."

I decided to lay my cards on the table. "So, Dave, I was thinking of attending church for the first time in a long time but, you know what? I don't have a clue as to what time it is or when services might start."

I thought he might laugh at me and walk away. Instead he sat down on the steps of the church and patted the concrete next to him. "Why not sit down?" I did, if very slowly. "It's about nine o'clock and services start in two hours," he told me.