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The Facility Ch. 01

By: call_me_dana



Sheryl needed something different in her life. She felt like sex had become boring and routine over the past six months and needed to do something about it. She had always enjoyed the thrill of a new partner or a new technique, but it seemed like that had all disappeared of late.

Sheryl mentioned this to her close friend, Teddy, over coffee one afternoon. She and Teddy had fucked from time-to-time, but they had never been a couple. They knew each other from college and just enjoyed the mutual friendship.

"I was at a very interesting party a couple weeks ago," Teddy told her. "I won't bore you with all the details ... maybe another time ... but I met this woman who told me about a club in the city that might be just what you need."

"A club? I don't think I need to join a gym to shake this funk."

Teddy smiled at the comment. "Not a gym, a sex club. It's based in the warehouse district - quite a large facility from what she told me. The club caters to all types of people and interests."

Sheryl didn't know what to think of a sex club in a warehouse. "Do you think she was serious?"

"Yeah, I do. I know first-hand it got her very aroused just thinking about it." Teddy didn't mention that she was in the process of blowing him when she told him about it. "It was called 'The Facility'. It sounded like it was by word-of-mouth as an introduction. Her name was Monica, if you check it out." 

When Sheryl got home, she searched for the place on the internet. It took some research on various porn links before she found a number for the place. Flipping open her cell, she dialed the number.

The voice on the other end was female and sounded very professional. Sheryl mentioned hearing of the place from a friend and mentioned Monica's name. After answering a view innocuous questions, Sheryl found herself with an interview the following morning. She really wasn't sure what the interview consisted of but found herself becoming excited just thinking about it. Teddy wouldn't set her up for any kind of disappoint, this much she knew.

#

The GPS unit in her car brought her to a very nondescript building near the water's edge in a part of town she'd never ventured. It was countless old warehouses from a time when the city was different so she'd had no reason to ever be in the area. She found a small parking lot near the sign for the office and parked her car. She checked her make-up in the rearview mirror before exiting her car. Not sure what to expect, she wore a casual blouse with no bra, a short but not inappropriate dark skirt and heels. She found the office to look something like a small doctor's office waiting room. She announced herself to the woman sitting behind the glass and was told to take a seat.

A couple minutes after she arrived, a door opened and an attractive woman called out "Sheryl?" Sheryl stood up and walked to the doorway. Extending her hand, "Good morning, I'm Caroline. Please follow me to my office." Sheryl looked around for any obvious signs but the walls were plain except for the light blue paint. She was shown to the second office on the left and Caroline closed the door behind them.

Caroline asked a few basic questions about how Sheryl learned of The Facility and what she knew. Sheryl relayed that she didn't know much and retold how she had learned of it from a friend and again mentioned Monica's name. Sheryl found herself telling this stranger about her recent dissatisfaction with sex. Caroline asked a few basic questions about Sheryl's personal life but nothing of a distinct sexual nature.

Finally the interview turned to sex. "We are a private club that specializes in sex. If you decide to join us, I will ask you a variety of questions about your orientation, your interests, your taboos, your fears and area that you do not find to your liking. It's really about building a personal sheet for Sheryl. Once we have that, we match our members with specific interests for meetings, as we like to call them. Questions so far?"

"No, I don't think so. Please tell me more."

"The annual cost for the membership is $1,000. We do not ask for that until after your first meeting - we want you to fully understand what you are buying and that it is truly for you. It's NOT for everyone, I assure you. The annual fee entitles you to six meetings. We also like to tape our meetings and provide them to a larger membership base. If you allow us to tape you in this manner, then it not only does not count towards your six meetings but we will refund a portion of your fees based on sales."

Sheryl sat in the chair opposite the attractive Caroline and took all this into her mind. She was interested and aroused but also quite nervous about becoming a porn star as she put it in her mind. She uncrossed and recrossed her legs. As she did, she could feel the dampness of her panties cling to her sex.

"is this more than you had expected? Or should I begin with my questions for your profile?"

"It probably is more than I had expected, but it sounds quite exciting and what I need right now!"

Caroline smiled. This was often the response but only about 20% of the women and 15% of the men she questioned ever returned for their first meeting. "Now i will ask you a series of questions of a very personal nature. I need complete honesty so we can match you appropriately for your greatest satisfaction. I ask them rather than giving you a questionnaire as we have found verbal responses are much more honest and it allows me to ask additional questions for clarification."

Sheryl shifted in her seat as she readied herself to open her sexual life to this attractive stranger. She could feel her nipples harden under her blouse. She is small-breasted but very large nippled. She hoped she wasn't overtly obvious.

Caroline started with orientation and questions about past experiences. Somehow, Sheryl quickly became comfortable with her answers and detailed her explorations in the past. She really was open to many areas of kink and fetish - some explored and some only fantasized. In total, the verbal questionnaire took nearly an hour - or ninety minutes since she first sat down.

"I think that's everything we need from you. You were very thorough and I truly appreciate your candidness. It will make your meetings much more enjoyable for you and your partner or partners." Caroline smile reassuringly at Sheryl. She could feel her own arousal and listening to another's personal recollections. She truly hoped she never lost this feeling herself. "We will be in touch soon. Any questions before we're finished?"

Sheryl's mind and body was on overload from the past hour discussing lovers and partners. She detailed experiences and bodies and fantasies. "No questions, but where's the ladies room? Too much coffee this morning." She blushed as she asked and Caroline easily showed her down the hall.

"Just stop back by my office before you leave. I'll need that quick exam as we discussed." Caroline knew all to well it wasn't the bladder that needed relieving.

Sheryl quickly locked the door behind her. Fortunately it was a one-seat restroom. She quickly lowered her skirt and soaking panties to her knees. Sheryl promptly sat on the toilet and frigged her engorged clit to a quick and much-needed orgasm. Her body shook with relief as her juices flooded her hand. Sheryl bit at her lip to avoid crying out in the small room. Her breathing returned to normal, she tidied herself and walked back to Caroline's office.

Sheryl closed the door behind her, "Thanks for the break. I feel much better."

Caroline directed her to strip to her undies and move onto the scale. She took her height and weight (5'5" 115 pounds). As she was only wearing her panties, her hard nipples were very obvious to Caroline's inspection. "You weren't exaggerating about the largeness of your nipples." Caroline squeezed the left one and noted the firmness. Sheryl had no piercing's or tatto's on her body. Caroline measured Sheryl's body (34b-24-34). "You have lovely measurements. We will not have any trouble finding partners for you."

"Thank you. I try to keep myself in shape."

"Just one last detail. Please lower your panties for me."

Sheryl pulled the very damp panties down to her knees and stood straight in front of Caroline. She was sure there was still dampness in her pubes from cumming just a few minutes earlier.

Caroline slipped on a rubber glove and pressed two fingers between Sheryl's pussy lips. "Very full." Then she dipped the gloved index and middle fingers into a small tub of KY, "Please bend over for me. I'll be gentle." Sheryl bend at the waist as Caroline moved behind her. The gloved finger rubbed the KY around the rim of her smooth anus. After ensuring she had coated the skin, Caroline pressed her index finger into Sheryl's hole. A quick gasp escaped her lips even though she knew it was going to happen. Caroline lingered a moment before pushing the middle finger into Sheryl's hole as well. She moved the two fingers around inside Sheryl's asshole to feel the rigidity and flexibility. Pulling them both out, "Very nice. It's tight but flexible. You may get dressed." Caroline pulled off the glove and tossed in a sterile can.

Sheryl stopped at the front desk to pick up instructions. She had to submit to some tests to ensure she was disease free before her first meeting. She was told this would be repeated one week prior to every meeting. After the inspection, she felt like cumming all over again but knew she couldn't ask to use the ladies room - just too obvious!

That night she met Teddy for drinks and told him all about the experience. She couldn't stop talking and found herself getting wet all over again just from telling him. The next day she went to the lab for her first test.

#

Ten days after her meeting with Caroline, she had a voice mail on her cell asking her to call Marc at The Facility to schedule her first meeting. Sheryl's fingers trembled as she dialed the number he left her. Marc explained that he was a meeting coordinator - one of three on staff - and that he had her first meeting arranged. He told her it would be with another woman - they have found that women do better the first time with other women, if they are predisposed to lesbian encounters and she was. He told her that she would be dominated by a young, attractive woman who had been with The Facility for more than two years. In essence, she was in capable and experienced hands. The meeting would be taped. She would be given a copy and would have the right to tell them to publish or destroy the original. He told her she didn't need to bring anything to the meeting - everything needed would be supplied at the meeting. He offered her two scheduling times and she took the earliest available - 11 am the following morning.

That evening, she masturbated twice - once with her hand and a second time with her favorite vibrator. She was so excited she could hardly sleep and found herself up and in the shower by 7a. She arrived shortly before 11 am. The entrance for meetings was on the opposite side of the building as her interview. The parking lot was gated with twelve foot solid fences for privacy. She gave her name at the booth and was let inside the lot. Just inside the door, she gave her name and was shown to a locker room where she was met by Marc. 

He showed around the locker room and a break room next door. When they returned to the locker room, a woman slightly taller than Sheryl was standing by a locker. She had shoulder-length blonde hair and a very friendly smile. Marc introduced Sheryl to Lindsay, her partner for the meeting. Lindsay told Marc she would help Sheryl get ready for their meeting and he was excused. They had about 30 minutes before their start time. 

"I know this is your first time - just try and relax and enjoy the experience." Lindsay pulled off her t-shirt as she spoke. She had pert 36b tits that jiggled as she lowered her arms. "I read a sheet on your experiences and interests - that's why I chose you for today. I know you don't want severe pain so I'll use a crop instead of a cain, ok?" Sheryl had never experienced either so she just nodded. "Why don't you strip while I put this on and then I'll help you with a couple things." Sheryl slowly pulled off her sweatshirt and then wiggled out of her jeans. She paused before rolling her thong down her thighs and put them in the locker with the rest of her clothes. Lindsay had powdered her body and was stepping into a very tight-fitting latex one-piece dress. It stopped just below her ass cheeks and barely covered her closely cropped pubes.

"I see you have a small bush. Would you mind going into the next room and shaving smooth? I'd really like to have you smooth for today." Sheryl had trimmed her pubes last night and wasn't a huge fan of smooth pussies but did as Lindsay asked. "There are some razors and cream by the sink," Lindsay called out to her.

When she returned, Lindsay casually rubbed her fingers over the freshly smooth skin around Sheryl's pussy. "Shall we go and get started?" Sheryl just smiled as she could feel her nervousness rising quickly.

They walked down a hall and Sheryl could feel a chill to the air. "I know ... they keep it cool in all the rooms. It helps with the affects," Lindsay said as she pointed to Sheryl's hard nipples. They closed the door to Room 3 behind them and Sheryl was surprised to see a fully dressed man standing there. "Hey Ronnie, great to see you this morning? You get everything I asked for in my note?"

"Great to see you too Lindsay. Yes I did. It's all right here." He shifted his look to Sheryl, "And you must be our virgin for today?"

"Ronnie ... you know she's already nervous! This is Sheryl." He extended his hand to Sheryl. 

"Just kidding. Nice to meet you. Lindsay is great to work with - just enjoy and pay attention to what we tell you." Sheryl looked to Lindsay.

"Ronnie is our cameraman today and he will also help me with the various set-ups I have in mind for us. He's an expert at restraints and such things. Shall we start?"

Sheryl took a deep breath, "I'm all yours!"

Scene 1: Lindsay looked devastating in her black latex dress and boots that laced to her knees. Her breasts pressed against the latex as her nipples were very evident. Sheryl had a thick leather collar fastened around her neck. Lindsay helped her to put on black fingerless, rubber gloves. She had to clinch her fist into a ball and would have no use of her hands while the gloves remained on her. Between her wrists was a hard plastic rod that kept her hands separated by about 12 inches. It attached to the gloves. Ronnie then securely fastened the ends of two ropes around her elbows then tied the ropes together behind her back. This pulled her shoulders back and pulled her gloved hands against her belly. 

Ronnie got behind his camera and pointed at Lindsay. She walked Sheryl to a spot on the floor so the camera could see her clearly. Then she turned her around and told her to bend at the waist. Her ass pointed right at the camera. Lindsay ran her hands over the bare skin before lowering her lips just above Sheryl's ass. She pursed her lips and drizzled spit down Sheryl's crack. It ran towards her asshole before Lindsay's fingers rubbed the spittle into Sheryl's asshole. She paused for affect as the camera was zoomed in close before the camera pulled back to take both the women in the shot. All four fingers quickly slid inside Sheryl's asshole and in the first five minutes she was getting finger-fucked by Lindsay's fist! Sheryl grunted as the four fingers slid past her rim for the first time. Lindsay fucked her for the camera for the next sixty seconds before pulling them all the way out. "Get that Ronnie?" 

"You did great Sheryl. Now I'm going to have you lap my pussy to get me warmed up, ok?" Sheryl always enjoyed going down on girls and Lindsay was certainly sexy, especially dressed as she was.

Lindsay sat back on a wooden bench against a thick pillar. She pulled up her skirt to her waist and spread her thighs. She told Sheryl to stand back about five feet and when Ronnie pointed to her, she was to move forward and drop to her knees. She could figure out the rest. "And I have this crop and I won't be afraid to use it if I don't feel you are giving enough effort!"

Ronnie moved into position and pointed to Sheryl. She stepped forward and fell to her knees. With her arms bound and hands secured, the drop banged her knees and caused her face to fall right into Lindsay's pussy. She quickly caught her breath and her tongue plowed between Lindsay's thick pussy lips. She lapped at her pussy as Lindsay pressed the back of her head to her body. After a short while, Lindsay smacked Sheryl's ass with the crop just for the shot, not from a lack of effort. Sheryl tried to yip but it was muffled by Lindsay's pussy. "Oh that's good, very good." She let her lap her pussy a bit longer before pushing her away. Ronnie stopped filming. "That was great Sheryl but I didn't want you to make me cum ... yet!"

Scene 2: "How are you doing Sheryl?"

"So far, so good. I know my body is tingling all over - and not just from the crop!"

"Good. Now we'll get a bit rougher with you. This is a Female Dom story we're creating here. Ronnie will get you set up on the bed."

Ronnie helped Sheryl to sit down on the side of a double bed. "Just sit still in the middle of the bed, keep your pussy near the edge and I'll do the rest." Ronnie tied one rope around her ankle, pulled her leg to open up her pussy to the camera and tied the other end to the solid wooden leg of the bed. He repeated this with her other leg. "Sheryl, please try to stand up."

Sheryl struggled to stand but was able to do so when Ronnie grabbed her arm to assist her. Having her legs spread and secured to the bed and her arms tight against her body just didn't provide her enough leverage. "Are you ready, Lindsay?"

Lindsay walked back into the room and studied Sheryl. She held up a large, silver clamp with a two-foot long chain, "Any ideas where this is going?" As Ronnie cued her, Lindsay moved into the shot of Sheryl sitting on the bed. Her fingers raked over Sheryl's nude breasts. Her nipples were rock hard from the cold of the room and the excitement of the moment. Lindsay unzipped the top of her dress to expose her sexy breasts. She reached forward and attached the clamp to Sheryl's nipple. She tugged on the chain as Sheryl struggled to her feet only to fall back onto the bed. On the third try, her breast and nipple stretched, Sheryl was able to stand. Sheryl's mouth closed around Lindsay's right nipple and hungrily sucked on it. Her tongue traced circles around the firm pebble as Lindsay kept the chain taught. The pulling of her nipple only increased Sheryl's hunger for her nipple. Lindsay grabbed Sheryl by the hair and pulled her mouth to her left nipple. Once satisfied, Lindsay pushed Sheryl back to the bed.

She quickly removed the clamp and replaced it with two similar clamps. A chain connected the two and a sixteen-ounce lead weight hung down her belly. Sheryl's eyes teared at the weight pulling on her engorged nipples. Through the tears, her eyes widened when she saw the large vibrator that Lindsay pressed to Sheryl's pussy. The rounded head pushed between her pussy lips as Lindsay ground it into her. The vibrator was pulsing on high and soon had her whole body rocking with sexual tension. Sheryl was helpless as her ankles were secured and her thighs spread open for the assault.

Lindsay pulls the clamps free from Sheryl's nips and the sudden rush of blood to them causes her to cry out in agony. Lindsay gives her a slight push and Sheryl is now on her back, her hands secured to her sides and her legs spread wide. The vibrator never leaves her pussy and she is soon writhing in pain and pleasure. Sheryl tries to move her body to avoid the torment but she's unable. Finally she cries out as she cums for the first time during the session. Her body shakes uncontrollably until Lindsay removes the vibrator and steps away from her quivering body.


The Facility Ch. 01



For as long as I could remember, I had always wanted to visit a strong woman who would put me over her knee and give me a long, hard, thorough spanking. I tried to repress these feelings, but this made me miserable. I looked for clues in very person I met, hoping, they would have this shared desire of mine, but I felt totally alone and isolated, like a freak. I caught a lucky break when a new business opened in my town, The Facility. The Facility was an adult discipline center, not a prison, but a place where adults could go to be given a spanking and explore the other side of sex. As the owners expected, there was controversy around them wanting to open their business in our town. People weren't upset about the idea of having and adult spanking center in the town, it was the idea kids walking by might see naked people or adults they know with red bottoms. The owners reassured the worried town officials, it would be impossible for someone on the street to see the adults on the inside, as the spankings and discipline would take place further inside the building. So, The Facility was opened.

The grand opening was a huge success, with all appointments booked at The Facility booked for months. I was tormented, I wanted to go to The Facility, but I didn't want to wait months for my appointment. I was worried I would cancel at the last moment, chicken out, if you will. After weeks of mental debate, I decided to call.

"The Facility, this is Cassandra, how may I help you."

My mouth went dry, throat closed up.

"ummmm.......hi, I would like to...." My voice failing me.

"Oh sweetie, calm down. Take a breath."

I took a deep breath.

"Good, now, given how nervous you are, you are probably calling to schedule your first appointment."

"Yes, but I don't want to wait months. I am worried; I will chicken out at the last moment."

"Yes, cancellations were an issue for us at first. Then we implemented a no refund policy on cancellations. This seems to have cleared up most of the cancellations. Of course, they still happen."

I could hear Cassandra typing on the computer, no doubt looking at the schedule. It dawned on me; I was making an appointment for my bottom to be blistered.

"Your name?" Cassandra asked.

"Tim"

"And would this be your first ever spanking, Tim?"

"Yes, my bottom has never been spanked..ever. Not even growing up by my parents."

"We have had many first time spankees, visit us Tim. We offer both male and female spankers. Which would you prefer?"

"Female, please."

I heard more typing. It felt like when you are at the airport and the lady behind the counter asks you how many bags you have and she types for the next half hour. Finally, Cassandra spoke.

"Well Tim, you are in luck. We have been so busy here at The Facility, we had to hire more spankers. A female spanker, one of our new hires, has unscheduled time tomorrow morning. 9 AM, but you need to be here at 8:30 for paperwork. Does this work?"

I couldn't believe my luck, instead of waiting months, I could have an appointment in a few hours!

"Paperwork? How much paperwork can there be to spank me?"

I felt my face turn red. I couldn't believe I just said what I did.

"Tim" Her voice was stern, commanding. "We need to ensure you are over 18 as we have had teenagers attempt to sneak in in the past. You need to fill out what exactly you want done to you and you need to fill out all the consent forms. Shall I schedule your appointment?"

"Yes, please."

"Very good. Your appointment will be with Kate at 9. Be here at 8:30 to fill out the paperwork."

She hung up before I could say anything else. The rest of the day, I was nervous. I could hardly eat. I kept running my hands over my pale bottom wondering what I just signed up for. Well, if I didn't like it, I am sure I could manage to survive one spanking. Heck, people have been spanked for thousands of years and turned out just fine. I was so busy rationalizing my decision, I didn't notice my phone ring, or text alerts. I was lost in my own world. That night I hardly slept.

The next morning, I couldn't eat breakfast, but managed to force some coffee down. I felt the hot liquid flow through my body and it seemed to give me the kick I desperately needed. After pacing around my apartment, I decided to leave to go to The Facility. I arrived at 8:20. I stood outside the door for what seemed like forever, but I took a deep breath and opened the door and walked in.......

What a disappointment! It looked like a doctor's office waiting room. There was a receptionist sitting behind a desk, chairs, coffee table with magazines and some terrible elevator music filled the waiting area. I walked up to the receptionist.

"Hi, I have an appointment at 9 with Kate, my name is Tim."

The tiny brunette looked up and smiled.

"Hi Tim" I noticed her name tag said Cassandra. The lady I spoke with the day before. "Please fill out these papers. Also I will need your driver's license." She handed me a clipboard filled with papers and a pen. I handed her my driver's license and she ran it along some scanner as if it were a credit card. A moment later, the machine flashed a green light.

"Very good. Your ID is legit. Now, please fill out the papers. If you have any questions, please let me know."

I tried to manage some response, but all I could do was nod my head. I was feeling better until I saw the stack of papers. I sat down nervously in the waiting room. It was then I noticed I wasn't the only one in the waiting room. There was a woman, probably about 35, with black hair and with a few hairs turning grey, her hair pulled back in a pony tail. She had blue eyes, which seemed to make her eyes stand out against her black hair. She wore a pencil skirt and button down shirt; it seemed to accentuate the curves of her body. She looked very worried, as she kept shifting her weight and subtly rubbing her bottom. The other person in the waiting room as what looked like a college student; he wore a hoodie which said State College on it and jeans. He had blonde shaggy hair. He had an aloofness about him. I shook my head, in an attempt to focus.

The first page of the paper work was the typical, name, address, birthday, height, weight. This isn't so bad, I thought. The next page is when things got more interesting. There were questions about spanking, if I was spanked as a kid, how long I had wanted to be spanked, implements I wanted used on me. The implement question listed various implements, brush, strap, belt, cane, flogger, and paddle. Even though I had never been spanked, I was familiar with each implement from watching spanking videos on line. I wanted to feel each one, so I checked each box. I flipped the page, more questions. This time it was regarding WHY I wanted to be spanked. They wanted to know if I had done something wrong to earn this punishment. My mind was blank. Suddenly, the door to the next part of The Facility opened. A young woman, with long brown hair appeared in the doorway.

"Joey?"

The aloof looking college kid got up and swaggered to the door. The young woman and a small smile on her face, like she knew this young man was going to be a challenge and was looking forward to seeing him squirm.

"Right this way, Joey..."

She continued to talk to him, but the door shut before I could hear the rest. The lady in the business clothes and I exchanged glances. Knowing she would be called next since I was still working on the paperwork. After a moment, I went back to the paper work. I didn't do anything wrong to get spanked, it was purely sexual for me. Finally, at the bottom of the page there was the question regarding sexual release. YES! The thought of being spanked was a huge turn on for me. I had masturbated countless times to the thought of being put over a woman's knee and spanked. I stopped writing for a second, I couldn't believe what I just wrote, and it was as if something else possessed me. At the very bottom of the last page in bold and italic letters said the following statement: THE FACILITY BELIEVES IN SAFE, SANE AND CONSENSUAL EXPLORATION. IF FOR ANY REASON YOUR SESSION BECOMES TOO MUCH FOR YOU, THE AUTOMATIC SAFE WORD TO END ANY SESSION IS RED. Finally, done with the paper work, I returned it to Cassandra at the reception desk. She gave me a small smile and starting to input my answers into the computer. I nervously sat down, and the thought popped into my head. This would be the last time I was sitting comfortably for some time.

After what seemed like an eternity, the clock showed 9AM. The door opened. The same lady as before appeared again. She must be the one who takes you to the spanking room perhaps.

"Tim and Katarina."

We both glanced at each other with a sense of dread. Were we going to be spanked together? I was confused, nervous, excited all at the same time. We followed lady with long brown hair; she didn't wear a name tag so I didn't know her name. She escorted us to a door that said Changing Room.

"Please go inside, remove all your clothes. Place your clothes in the locker and then go through the door marked Spanking Waiting Area. Do you have any questions?

"Umm...th..th..there is only one changing room? For guys and girls?" I said.

The lady with the long brown hair laughed.

"Yes, we have found forced nudity in front of the other sex can be a great punishment."

Katarina opened the door and we walked in. The changing room was nothing more than a small locker room, like you would expect at the gym. There were 6 lockers on each side of the room for a total of 12 lockers and a bench to sit on, if you still could, to help you change. I nervously unbuttoned my pants and unbutton my shirt. Soon I was standing in only my blue boxers. I noticed Katarina was down to her bra and panties. They were matching in color, black. They hugged her body wonderfully. I heard another door open and it woke me from my trance of Katarina's older, but still very attractive body. I slipped my boxers down and I stood in the Changing Room naked as the day I was born. I closed the door to the locker holding my clothes when I saw her. It was one of my friends, Vanessa. She was my age, with medium size breasts, hour glass figure, hazel eyes and brown hair that went down to her shoulder blades. She had tears still running down her face, making her makeup run. When she saw me, we both jumped.

"Vanessa?"

"Tim?"

"Vanessa, what are you doing here?"

"I just got caned." She turned and bent slightly, showing me her full, but not large bottom. It had 6 cane marks across her bottom. The marks were deep red with a slight shade of purple on some. It would be hard for her to sit for some time.

I was speechless, I had often wondered what she looked like naked and with a spanked bottom and here she was!

"Are you going in or coming out" She asked.

"Going in, my first time...." my voice trailing off.

Wiping the remaining tears from her face, "I'm sure you have earned it." She said with a sly smile.

"I better get going. I don't want to be late." I said

"Good luck!"

Katarina had left the Changing Room and I walked over to the door that said Spanking Waiting Room. With a deep breath, I opened the door and walked in.

I saw Katarina, she was tied to a chair at her wrists and ankles. Everything was on display. Then I noticed each chair had those ties, so it was impossible to cover anything up. I felt a sense of dread wash over me. Before I could move, a blonde lady with brown eyes grabbed me by my arm. She took me to a seat directly across from Katarina and bound me to the chair.

"You will wait here until Kate is ready for you." The blonde lady said curtly.

I looked around the room and saw another door....Spanking Rooms. I gulped. I knew what lay on the other side of the door. Suddenly it opened. A maternal looking lady walked through pulling a naked Joey by his arm. As the maternal looking lady brought him into the room, Joey's freshly spanked bottom was on full display. I have never seen a bottom so red; there were clear belt marks and cane lines.

The lady brought Joey to the center of the room where there was a small scaffold. She told him to stand there with his hands on his head to finish his punishment. She hung a sign around his neck which read, "Spanked for being lazy at college."

Katarina and I both pulled on our bonds at the sight of Joey's bottom, knowing we would be next. As the maternal looking lady was leaving, an older father figure looking man walked through the door. He scanned the room.

"I see my naughty daughter, Katarina, is back for more spanking."

"Yes Sir, I'm sorry Sir. I tried to be good." she said, her eyes downcast

"I'm sure you did, but you know the only way you learn is through a proper spanking."

With that, he had untied her bonds and led her by the wrist through the door for her to receive her spanking.

Shortly after Katarina left to receive her spanking, the door opened again.

"Hello Tim, I'm Kate." She said. She had short brown hair which hugged her face. She was dressed in a black skirt and black tank top. She quickly undid my bonds and grabbed my head. She looked me in the eye and said, "I am going to take you to my room and spank you cause you have been a naughty boy."

She led me through the Spanking Rooms door and soon the sound of naked flesh being spanked filled the air. I could hear Katarina, begging, pleading, promising to be a good girl, as her 'father' scolded and spanked her.

Kate sighed. "Katarina is one of our best customers. She needs a weekly spanking otherwise her attitude is terrible. We have found that she needs a strong male figure to tan her backside once a week. Here we are."

Kate opened the door and inside was her room of discipline. There was a small table, small bed, and chair and on the walls was just about every spanking implement one could think of. I was immediately filled with dread.

"Tim, relax, not all of those will be used on you.....yet. We have found that each room needs to be fully equipped so we don't break up the scene and more than one person can use the same implement at the same time. Now stand in the middle of the room, with your hands on your head, legs shoulder width apart. I want a good look at you."

I did as I was told. I never felt more exposed in my life. She paced around me, her eyes going up and down.

"You will address me as Miss Kate. Clear?"

"Yes Miss Kate."

"Very good" She said smiling. She sat down in the chair and looked over my file. I stood there, naked, hands on head, as she read through my answers from the paperwork like I wasn't even there.

"Very interesting Tim. Never been spanked and yet, it is highly sexual for you. I think you have waited long enough, let's get you your first of many spankings."

She moved the chair away from the desk and put a hairbrush on the table, well within arm's reach.

"Tim, ask me nicely to put you over my knee and spank you."

"Mmm..Mmmisss Kate, spank me."

"Tsk tsk tsk, I said nicely."

She leaned forward and her chair and swatted my unprotected bottom. I winced and jumped at the shock. It stung, more than I expected.

"Miss Kate, please put me over your knee and spank me."

A huge grin appeared on her face, apparently, she really enjoyed her job.

"With pleasure."

Before I knew what was happening, I was over her knee, my hands holding on to the legs of the chair. I could feel her hand rubbing my bottom.

"Tim, you mean to tell me this is your very first spanking? That no one has ever spanked this naughty bottom? You are to remain in position and do not try to cover your bottom or you will get extra punishment."

"Yes Miss Kate."

I had barely answered her when the first blow of her hand landed on my right butt cheek. I swear the sound echoed though the whole room, if not the whole building. Before I was recovered from the first blow, she landed a swat on the left cheek, just as hard. I groaned a mixture of pain and pleasure. Feeling at last, getting what I had so long craved.

Miss Kate continued to spank my bottom, alternating cheeks and landing a few spanks on my sit spot and tops of my thighs. I squirmed under each blow. My eyes closed tight as the rain of spanks continued on my naked bottom, a slow burn started to form in my pink bottom. After several minutes of getting spanked my Miss Kate's iron hand, she stopped. My bottom felt like it was on fire. I had thought I was done with my spanking, then I felt something small and wooden tap my tender bottom. My eyes widen.

"Miss Kate, what is that?"

"This"

SWAT

I nearly jumped off her lap from the blow.

"is a wooden hairbrush. I use it to correct the behavior of naughty boys."

SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT

I cried out in pain with every blow. I tried to put my hand back, instinctively, to protect my bottom. But Miss Kate pinned my arm to my back.

"Tim, that will cost you extra punishment. You were told to stay in position."

"I'm sorry, Miss Kate, it just hurts so much."

"Spankings should hurt otherwise they are not effective."

Right when she finished that statement, a fresh round of spanks crashed down on to my crimson bottom. My legs kicked in vain as I was pinned to her lap, with nothing to do but accept my punishment, the punishment I was yearned for. Miss Kate was very thorough with her brush; she covered every inch of my bottom several times, as well as my thighs. When she was satisfied with her work, she put the brush down and told me to go back to my standing position and to not rub my bottom.

I stood there, legs shaking, bottom on fire, hands on head.

"Please Miss Kate, may I rub my bottom?"

"No, you may not. And for as much pain your bottom is, I see you are still very excited."

I looked down and my erection which I had since the Changing Room when I saw my friend, Vanessa's caned bottom, was still very much around.

"You said spankings were sexual for you, guess you weren't lying." She said, her eyes fixated on my hard cock.

"Yes Miss Kate."

"As a first timer, I am not allowed to touch you sexually, yet. However, I can still help you. Get on the bed."

I gingerly laid down to on the bed, my face grimacing in pain when my thoroughly spanked bottom touch the bed.

"Stroke your cock. Such a naughty boy, getting all excited from your spanking. I will put you over my knee and spank you anytime you need it, cause Little Timmy needs lots of spankings." She scolded me as I jerked off for her. It didn't take long before long streams of cum were shooting from my cock.

"Nice load, Tim. But your punishment isn't over." Miss Kate said as she took me by my hand. She led me back to the spanking waiting area, as my cock bobbed as it dripped cum. Miss Kate opened the door and I saw Katarina standing on the small scaffold where we saw Joey earlier. Her bottom was a deep red, with some clear bruises on her cheeks. It was clear from her face, she had genuine tears during her punishment. The sign around her neck read, "Bad Attitude at home." Miss Kate led me to the scaffold and told me to stand with my hands on my head. She put a sign around my neck "Loves to be spanked."

"Stand here until all that cum dries. I'll come and get you at that time."

Katarina and I stood there, together in our public humiliation for 20 minutes. At which time we had to thank our spankers for our spanking. We were allowed to get our clothes on and return to the main waiting room.

"Tim?" Cassandra said, "If you choose to return to us, things can get much more intense, but you have to come back to find out what that means."

I smiled, "Yes, once I recover, I think I might become a frequent visitor."

With that I left The Facility and saw Vanessa waiting for me.

"So, you like to get spanked as well?" she said, "Wanna grab a cup of coffee and talk?"




The Facility Ch. 01



Scene 3: "Are you enjoying yourself Sheryl?"

Through sobs and tears, "Yes Lindsay. My body is on fire - I've never felt this alive!"

"Well, it's about to get intense." Ronnie moved in and untied the ropes to the legs of the bed. Sheryl snapped her thighs shut quickly. He then unsecured the plastic rod between her bagged hands. Ronnie then removes the bags from her hands. Sheryl instinctively flexes her fingers as she tries to move blood through her veins. After allowing her to stretch for a couple minutes, he moves her into the next position. Sheryl's hands are secured to the top of the low wooden headboard. Each knee is bound to the headboard so that her body is upright and her legs are spread shoulder-wide. Her feet are tied together at the ankle and a rope is tied between her feet and the opposite footboard so that her legs are now immobile. Her pussy and ass are now very exposed and open.

Lindsay climbs on the bed sporting an eight-inch strap-on dildo. As Ronnie cues her, Lindsay presses the dildo to Sheryl's wet pussy. She quickly slides it inside her and begins to fuck her with a rapid rhythm. Sheryl's small tits bounce as the sexy Lindsay uses the big cock to stretch her open. Sheryl feels it sliding in and out as her pussy is on fire from the feeling of the hard cock inside her. Just as she feels her body about to explode, Lindsay pulls the cock from her pussy. She turns her head to see Lindsay walking away from her. "Please, please ... don't stop!" she cries. Lindsay quickly returns with the massive vibrator on high and presses it again between her lips. The rounded head enters her pussy and shakes her sex like never before felt. Her body is moving maniacally as she tries to simultaneously hide from the vibrator and to force it against her clit. Lindsay obliges her and moves the pulsing head against her clit and Sheryl cries out in pleasure as a more intense orgasm slams through her body. Her body nearly convulses from the touch before Lindsay removes the vibrator.

Scene 4: Sheryl is still shaking as Ronnie unfastens many of the ropes. Once freed, her body collapses on the bed underneath her.

"The last set-up Sheryl. You gonna make it?" Lindsay asks as she sits down beside her and strokes her back. She notices Sheryl's juices flowing from her pussy and over her thigh.

Catching her breath as best she can, "My God, I can't believe you can do anymore to me! I don't know if I can cum again today!"

Ronnie gives her a moment before helping her to sit up. "I need to tie your hands behind your back so help me out." Sheryl put her hands behind her and Ronnie trussed them tightly together at the wrists. He moves her so her head is about a foot from the headboard as he lies her on her back with her hands and arms under her. A rope is tied to the one around her wrists then pulled between her legs and fastened to the footboard. First one knee then the other is pulled back to nearly her tits and secured with a rope to the headboard holding her legs in place. Each ankle is also tied with rope and secured to the headboard - kind of like a large nude frog on it's back.

Lindsay returns and shows Sheryl the ball gag. "Have you ever worn one of these?"

"No, never in my life."

"It will make this next bit better for the video and might even help you a little. Now open wide so I can fit it correctly."

Sheryl opened her mouth dutifully though she wasn't sure what Lindsay meant by helping her. The gag was forced between her teeth and secured behind her head. "You look perfect. Your body is now quite exposed to whatever I desire."

A couple moments later Ronnie cued her and Lindsay hopped onto the bed holding the crop. She showed it to Sheryl and her eyes widened. She started with soft taps on the inner thighs and Sheryl jerked every time. After the first few taps, the crop slapped down with more sting. She stepped forward and slapped at Sheryl's tits with the crops and the muffled screams began. Her nipples were already so sensitive and it seemed the crop never missed. By the fifth slap, tears were streaming down her face. She tried to move or cover but Ronnie had her so securely fastened in every direction, she was helpless to do so. And then her pussy. The crop slapped down on her smooth, exposed pussy. Repeated slaps with the crop had her sensitive skin red and burning. She bit hard into the gag as the pain wracked her body.

Finally Lindsay stepped off the bed and Sheryl thought the ordeal was over. Lindsay removed the ball gag to Sheryl's sobs. Lindsay walked away then she saw her return with the vibrator. Her body quivered and shook in the horror. She didn't think she could take any more. "Relax ... this is for me." Lindsay turned and squatted her pussy onto Sheryl's face. "Now show how much you've appreciated me today." Sheryl's tongue reached up and began to furiously lick Lindsay's moist pussy. The vibrator was quickly pressed to her own pussy and she could feel the sensations of the vibe mixing with Sheryl's fantastic tongue. Lindsay ground her pussy down on Sheryl, forcing her tongue deeper inside of her. The vibrator on her clit pushed her over the edge and cum squirted from her body and coated Sheryl's face. Once she was satisfied, Lindsay stood up and walked off the bed.

Ronnie hustled over and unfastened Sheryl. He handed her a towel to dry her face as he removed all the ropes. "You did great today - especially for a first time!" Lindsay walked back in wearing a robe and handed one to Sheryl as she helped her to her feet. The two women embraced, "I hope I wasn't too hard on you."

"I'm sure I'll be sore in some places for a few days but you were amazing." She pulled the robe onto her shoulders and Lindsay helped her to the locker room.

#

The next afternoon, Sheryl met Teddy for lunch at a small deli. She struggled to sit comfortably amongst the stings and bruises. She told him all about The Facility and her 'meeting' with Lindsay. Teddy was rapt with attention and struggling to keep his erection under control.

"So? You gonna let them sell the video?"

Smiling, "I don't see why not. I had fun and I've got to pay down that membership fee somehow!"

"When do I get to watch?"

"When my body feels well enough to let you fuck me after you do!"

#

To my readers ... I do expect this to be the first in a series for The Facility. If you have ideas or would like to be part of future installments, then send me details (including photos if you like) through my email on the site.



The Facility Ch. 02



Tiffany had gone to lunch with a couple friends and forgotten to take her phone. When she returned, she checked it and found she had a voicemail waiting for her. "Hello Tiffany. This is Marc from The Facility. Can you give me a call at your first opportunity?" Tiffany could feel her heart beat faster as she listened to the message. She had been a member for nine months and had a couple meetings that she accepted and one she had turned down due to a scheduling conflict. Her profile listed some very specific interests but she had also told them she was open-minded so she never quite knew what to expect.

Tiffany closed her office door and made sure it was locked before returning the call. "This is Tiffany. I'm sorry I missed your call."

"Not a problem. I'm trying to schedule something for Thursday night. We wouldn't need you until after 6p. Would you be able to make a meeting at that time?" Marc liked scheduling meetings as far in advance as possible so he could get the best candidates.

Tiffany thought briefly but knew she didn't have any plans. Besides, she would likely cancel them if at all possible. "I could make a 6p meeting. Please tell me a little more about it before I commit." Tiffany could feel her panties dampen in anticipation of Marc's words.

"I'll be upfront with you. I've had a couple girls tell me 'no' after I provided the details. Based on priorities, I have you listed third on my list." Tiffany grew tense wondering why two girls would say no to the arrangement. "Your profile says you like big cocks and am interested in black men. Is this true?"

Tiffany could feel a smile break out on her face. She had always wanted to be fucked by a black man - she found them so very sexy, but she had never met the right guy. "Yes. Both of those are true."

Marc continued, "I am scheduling a meeting for one white woman with above average breasts and two black men." He paused but when she did not interrupt, "Each man is of above average endowment. They are friends and would like to share a woman."

Tiffany tried to catch her breath at the thought. Two men sharing her body. Two black men with her in between - an Oreo, she thought. And what does 'above average endowment' mean exactly? She had been with some very large dicked men and she had always enjoyed it, but never with two at the same time.

"That sounds Great!" she replied to Marc. "Is there anything special I need to wear or bring for the meeting?"

"Outstanding, Tiffany. We've had excellent feedback on both these gentlemen. Wear a short skirt and easy-out top, otherwise nothing unique is required. It is a pretty straight-up meeting, if you know what I mean."

"I do. See you Thursday night." Tiffany hung up the cell and found herself trembling with excitement. She'd have to wait two nights until the meeting. A knock at the door reminder her of work to do ... she smoothed her skirt as she walked to the door to unlock it and see who was there.

#

Tiffany checked in at The Facility just before 6p. She chose to wear her shortest white skirt, light pink thong panties and a breast-hugging white pullover. Tiffany walked to the lounge and introduced herself to Bobby. They made a little small talk and were soon joined by AJ. He was zipping up his fly as he entered from the men's locker room. Bobby gave Tiffany a brief rundown of the plan for the meeting. They wanted to do some specific scenes but primarily it would be free-flowing. "You have a great body, I can hardly wait to get hold of you!"

Tiffany had always enjoyed her body and men had always enjoyed it as well. She is 5'7" with perky 36C breasts and very hard nipples. Her ass measured 38 and she knew how to use it to the delight of her partners. She kept sneaking peeks at the guys crotch trying to see what was in store for her. Finally they got the call that the meeting room was ready. It was really just off-white walls with a fake door for her to enter. The only prop was a large couch. After checking it out, Tiffany asked, "Shall we start?" All were in agreement so she walked through the door.

"Hi guys! I'm Tiffany" she announced as she walked into the room. She checked them both out - each wearing just a pair of jeans. They both had very fit looking chests. "I always heard that black guys have really big dicks? Any truth to that rumor here?" She took a seat on the couch as both men took their positions on either side of her.

Bobby asked, "So you like big dicks?"

"I love big dicks!" Tiffany responded with a big smile, showing all her straight, white teeth. With that, each man pulled out his semi-erect cock and let them hang in front of her face. Tiffany looks to her left and then to her right. At this closeness, they both looked huge to her. Both cocks are long, thick and dark. "Holy Shit! You guys are huge! Your big cocks are a girl's dream!"

Tiffany turns to her right and opens her mouth wide. Bobby slides his cock between her lips. She pumps her lips around it a couple times before announcing, "This is my first black cock ever!"

"Then take that mother fucker deep," and he shoves his cock deeper into her mouth. Tiffany takes his cock into her mouth and sucks on it as Bobby pumps it in and out. Her left hand reaches up and takes AJ's cock. She begins to stroke it with her thumb and fingers. She pulls her lips free of Bobby's cock and spits on his tip then hungrily takes him back in her mouth. Her head is moving in and out as his cock slides over her lips.

"This is the biggest cock I ever had in my mouth!" She pulls free of Bobby's cock and turns to AJ. Spitting on it, she wraps her lips around the head and sucks him inside her mouth. Her left hand slides over Bobby's cock, already coated with her spit. 

AJ tells her, "Suck it like a nasty bitch!" As her mouth continues to ride his cock, "You are cock-hungry!" Bobby sits down on the couch beside Tiffany while she rides AJ's cock with her mouth. Bobby is stroking his huge cock while watching AJ and Tiffany beside him.

"Stand up girl and get naked! I want to see those titties and sexy ass you were strutting." Tiffany stands and pulls the top over her head. Her perky tits bounce as she does. AJ pulls down her skirt and she rolls off her thong. She has just an inverted triangle of pubes above her sex. It's like an arrow pointing the way to heaven. "Now sit down right here and let Bobby show you what you've been missing!" Tiffany sits down on Bobby's lap, her thighs flaring outside his. His cock is slightly thinner than his buddies, but it's definitely longer. At his interview, Caroline had listed it at 11 inches! 

Tiffany lowers her pussy on to his upward reaching cock slowly. "I don't think it will fit!" she screams out loud as Bobby presses his dick into her pussy. Lowering herself, nearly fully impaled, "It's w-a-a-a-a-y too big!" she screams. Bobby has started thrusting his hips upward into her stretched pussy. Her lips sliding around him, nearly following him inside when he thrusts upward only to reappear as he pulls out. "Fuck me!" Tiffany screams with anguish as she feels her body being split open by the longest cock she's ever seen. Not to mention, the longest cock she's ever had in her pussy. AJ just stands in front of her, slowly stroking his cock with his hand. He wants his cock in her mouth.

Tiffany does her best to lean forward and takes AJ's cock in her mouth. Her hips are bouncing up and down on Bobby's thighs as he fucks her pussy with a quick, regular rhythm. She spits on his cock and her mouth opens. AJ shoves his cock into her trembling lips. He is thicker than this buddy and Tiffany tries to take him in her mouth. She tries to scream out from the huge cock in her pussy but the sound is muffled by AJ's cock. He has over half his cock in her mouth now and Tiffany is breathing through her nose. Her big titties swing back and forth as her body is fucked in opposite directions by these two men and their big, black cocks. Tiffany keeps thinking how much it 'fucking hurts' but she keeps riding this black cock in her pussy.

Her body on overload, she spits AJ's cock from her mouth and turns to look over her shoulder, "I'm fucking cum-m-m-ing on your big, black dick!" When she turns back, AJ just shoves his cock back in her mouth. Tiffany rides Bobby as she feels her body shake and cum. His cock continues to thrust inside her, but now it's coated with her first cum of the evening.

Tiffany struggles to climb off Bobby's cock but she finally manages to do so. She gets on her hands and knees on the floor in front of Bobby. Her ass is pointed in the air nicely for AJ. As AJ presses his thick cock between her cum-drenched pussy lips, Tiffany's mouth opens wide around Bobby's still-hard cock. She works her way down his eleven inches as AJ begins to fuck harder into her pussy. She can feel herself being stretched by him as she thinks how much it hurts but her pussy just keeps taking him. She is holding Bobby's cock with her right hand as her mouth expands to take more and more of him. "That's it baby, that's it - take all of Bobby's big black cock!"

AJ has only worked in the first seven inches, "You want it deep?"

Tiffany lifts her head to answer, "Give it to me deep and hard!"

Bobby grabs Tiffany's head and forces her mouth back down on his cock. He's pushing her all the way down his length. He can hear her gurgling and choking but he holds her tightly as I pumps his cock in and out. AJ has his hands on her hips and is now thrusting his thick cock in and out of her pussy. When he thrusts, his cock buries all the way inside her pussy. If either could see it, they'd laugh at the speed her tits were swinging from side-to-side.

Finally Bobby releases her head and she comes up for air. Thick streams of spittle swing from her mouth to his cock head. She struggles for her breath while AJ continues to pound her pussy from behind. From time-to-time, his hand smacks down on her big, white ass cheeks. By now, she has two red hand imprints. Tiffany croaks through ragged breath, "Oh yes baby, fuck my pussy! Keep fucking my pussy with that big, black dick!"

Tiffany lowers her mouth to Bobby's cock and sucks on it. Sensing his orgasm, she lifts her mouth free. "Cum on my tits, Baby!" She does her best to rise with AJ's cock pounding in and out of her pussy. Bobby takes hold of his cock and aims it at her tits. A thick rope of his cum flies and lands on her left tit. "Oh yeah! Oh fuck yeah that's hot!" And she licks the cum from his cock as AJ pulls his cock from her pussy.

The guys give Tiffany a moment to catch her breath. She feels her juices down her inner thigh and Bobby's cum dripping from her tit but she can't wait for what's next. Bobby lays on his side at the far end of the couch. Tiffany climbs on the couch just in front of him, as if to spoon. She looks over her shoulder at Bobby, "Can I please have your black dick up my ass?" Bobby just grins at her and presses his cock to her rim. Tiffany spits on her hand and reaches between her legs to try and coat her rim before his monster opens her up. Bobby begins to press his cock inside her asshole. "I don't think it's gonna fit!" she squeals.

AJ asks, "You don't think it will fit? You better make it fit!"

Bobby continues to grind his cock into her asshole. He can feel his crown slipping past her rim as Tiffany pushes back against him. "Oh my God! It's so fucking big! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" she screams out as his long, black cock splits open her asshole. "That fucking hurts so bad!" but her body presses back against him! As she feels Bobby's cock sliding inside her, "Easy big man, nice and e-e-a-s-s-y". Bobby reaches around and presses three long fingers to her clit. He begins to stroke her clit side-to-side as his cock pumps deeper and deeper in her stretched asshole. As her body becomes accustomed to the anal assault and Bobby's fingers work magic on her clit, Tiffany feels her body relax a bit. "That's Hot, That's so fucking hot Bobby!"

AJ leans over and sticks four fingers into Tiffany's mouth. She sucks on his long fingers, her tongue licking between each of them before he pulls them free of her lips. AJ presses them to her pussy and she swallows them up quickly. He begins to finger-fuck her pussy as Bobby slides his cock in and nearly out of her asshole. "I've never been fucked in the ass like this! You are amazing!"

Bobby picks up his pace and begins to fuck her even deeper. His body slaps against her ass his cock buries inside of her. AJ's fingers are moving in and out of her pussy and Tiffany is writhing on Bobby's body and the couch underneath her. She screams out, "I can't take your dick anymore ... fuck me please!" Bobby buries his cock inside her asshole and he can feel his second cum of the day fill her up. Tiffany feels his cum and her body shakes and cums again, this time from AJ's fingers. "Oh fuck you guys! I'm cumming again!"

Her breathing still ragged, AJ pulls Tiffany onto the floor. He gets her on to all fours with her ass pointing at his rock hard cock. "It's my turn now, white girl!"

Tiffany looks back just as AJ presses his thick, dark cock between the crack of her dripping ass. "I'm scared of that fucking one!" she cries out as AJ slaps her cheek. When she yelps, he presses his cock against her still gaping asshole. His cock wedges inside her, expanding the rim even wider than Bobby. AJ has a solid grip on her hips even as he feels her trying to move away from him. His cock goes deeper with each thrust. Bobby has moved in front of her face with his long, black cock. He puts the tip to her lips and she opens to take him. AJ is grunting as his thick cock is nearly buried in her asshole. Her creamy-skinned ass shakes and quivers with each thrust. Bobby is forcing his whole cock into her mouth. They both know now she can take whatever they give and show less mercy on her body.

Bobby presses his cock down her throat as he hears her panting through her nose like the experienced cock-sucker she is. AJ's cock is buried to the hilt in her asshole. "Take my cock, bitch!" Finally Bobby pulls his cock free of her mouth and she gasps for air as spittle runs from her mouth and chin.

AJ fucks her in and out and Tiffany turns her head to him, "I LOVE that thick cock in my ass!" AJ motions to Bobby and they reposition Tiffany while AJ stays impaled in her asshole. She is practically on her head with her her ass straight in the air. AJ crouches over her with his cock going straight down. He fucks in and out of her asshole. Tiffany maniacally rubs her pussy with her hand. "Yeah ... yeah ... that feels really good!" 

"Oh shit ..." AJ pounds his cock into her asshole and holds it still. Thick cum erupts from his cock and fills her asshole once more. "Oh baby! That was so good!" as he pulls his cock from her asshole and she rolls onto her side. She spreads her thighs just a fraction and forces his cum from her asshole in spurts.

"I want AJ's thick cock in my pussy! I want Bobby in my asshole! Please guys!" They looked at each other and smiled. AJ sat down on the couch with his semi-hard cock pointing upwards lazily. Tiffany straddles his thighs and lowers her asshole - gaping and still oozing AJ's cum - back onto his cock. She slowly lowers herself until she can feel him inside her. She knows he will get bigger. Bobby balances himself on the couch and she grabs his cock with her hand. She presses it to her pussy and he shoves it inside. Tiffany leans back against AJ as Bobby practically lays on her body. The two men begin to slide their cocks in and out of her holes. Tiffany has 21 inches of sexy, black cock in her holes. They fuck her as fast as their positions will allow until they both know they are close to cumming.

First Bobby climbs off of Tiffany then she reluctantly climbs off AJ's cock buried in her asshole. She moves to the floor on her knees and grabs one cock in each hand. "I want some chocolate cum all over me!" The guys begin to stroke their cocks quickly, each pointing at Tiffany's pretty face. 15 seconds ... 30 seconds ... and then Bobby shoots rope after rope of cum from his cock with each splashing on her cheek, her mouth, even her ear. AJ follows right after and he too splashes all over her face. Tiffany takes Bobby's cock in her mouth and sucks him clean before doing the same to AJ.

While holding each cock, she looks up and says "Your big black cocks are w-a-a-a-y too big to be true!" Bobby helped her to her knees and the cameraman tossed in a towel from behind the video camera. Tiffany licked some of the cum from her cheek but cleaned as much as she could with the towel.

"You have some body, girl! I couldn't believe you could take both of us!" Bobby told her as she slipped on her skirt.

"Honestly ... I can't believe I did either. You guys are so big ... and so good!" She kissed each on the cheek as she entered the locker room for a long, hot shower. She couldn't believe how much punishment her body took and yet she was still turned on by all the fucking!

Before going to bed after midnight, she took four aspirin and hoped it would help. When she woke up for work the next morning, she could barely move. Her jaw hurt. Her pussy throbbed. And her asshole screamed every time she moved. It sure felt like a sick day to Tiffany. She made a quick phone call then rolled over in her bed and closed her eyes ... as she dreamed of being filled by big and sexy, black cocks!



The Facility Ch. 02



I walked with Vanessa to the end of the block to where Blue's Diner was located. It was at the end of the same block, which had The Facility. Blue's Diner was your average greasy spoon that somehow survived in 2013 despite the big chain coffee shops. I opened and held the door open for Vanessa; she smiled and looked down as she walked in. I noticed she had redone her makeup, only a keen observer would notice faint traces of the makeup, which ran down her face from her caning. I walked up to the hostess; she was your stereotypical looking young, attractive hostess.

"Table for two, please" I said, wondering if she knew where we had just come from.

"Right this way, please." She said, grabbing two menus.

I turned to Vanessa and she followed the hostess and I brought up the rear, my eyes fixated on Vanessa's bottom, knowing it had six cane marks on it.

"Will this do?" asked the hostess.

"Yes, thank you" said Vanessa.

Vanessa was already sliding into the booth by the time she gave the hostess her answer. Vanessa winced in pain as she had to put the full weight of her body on her bottom to sit. I stood, suddenly nervous, realizing, sitting would be painful for several days.

"Sit, Tim. The pain from sitting is a wonderful reminder of your spanking." Vanessa said.

I slid into the booth and cringed my face in pain. It felt as if my bottom was still on fire and sitting only intensified the feelings.

"You probably have a million questions" said Vanessa.

"Well, yes. I guess it is hard to keep secrets from each other now, since we have seen each other naked and knowing we both get spanked." I said, not realizing the waitress had come over to take our order. The waitress of middle aged, smacking gum, slightly overweight and had her hair pulled back into a messy ponytail.

"Spanking? You two just come from The Facility?" she asked, with a certain curiosity in her voice.

Vanessa and I both stared at each other for a moment.

"Yes, is that a problem?" Vanessa asked there was a tone of defiance in her voice.

"Problem?! Heck no! Since The Facility opened up our business has sky rocketed. The customers are better behaved and the tips are much better. I wish it opened up years ago. Now, what can I get you two?" the waitress said.

Vanessa had an evil looking smile on her face.

"Two cups of coffee and two slices of cherry pie, please" she said.

"Be right up, hon" said the waitress as she left.

"Cherry pie? Really Vanessa? Isn't that a little over the top?" I said

"This is a celebration. After all, one of us just had their spanking cherry popped and it wasn't me. Tell me, what got you interested in spanking?" asked Vanessa.

"I really don't know. I was never spanked growing up, but I remember every time I heard the word, it would feel as if the word was full electricity. I wanted to know what it felt like. Spanking is a huge turn on for me. What about you? What got you in it? How long have you been going to The Facility? Who spanked you?" I asked, feeling slightly at ease saying the word, spank.

"Similar as you. It is a sure fire why to get me turned on. I have better orgasms after a spanking. I have been going to The Facility for a few months. I have been spanked with a hand, brush, belt, paddle, twase, flogger and cane there. I have been spanked by Carol, the mom looking one, Robert, the dad looking one, but my favorite is the new girl, Kate." Vanessa said.

By this point, the waitress had returned with our pie and coffee.

"Kate is the one who spanked me as well." I said, feeling my face turn as red as my bottom.

"Did you have to do corner time on that damn scaffold? I love and hate that thing. It is great reflection time, but being forced to stand their naked, with that sign around your neck is very humiliating. The humiliation is worse if the waiting room has more guys than girls in it waiting for their spanking." Vanessa said.

"Awww...poor Vanessa. Having to stand there all naked with her sexy bottom all red. I had to stand there with cum dripping off my cock and stomach, so don't tell me about humiliation." I said.

I could see on her face she was intrigued.

"Kate jerked you off?" Vanessa asked.

"No, she said since it was my first time she couldn't touch me. I jerked off while she scolded me. She touches you?" I asked.

"One of the perks of being a repeat customer. I get a helping hand. She uses a vibrator on me. At least when I do scaffold time, I don't have cum dripping off me." Vanessa said laughing

"How often do you go?" I asked.

"About once a week, sometimes less. Why?" asked Vanessa.

"I was thinking, could we be spanked together? I mean, we both know we both like it. We have seen each other naked; does The Facility offer group spankings?" I asked.

Vanessa's mood changed a mixture of interest and dread.

"Yes, they do." she said in a barely audible whisper.

"Then let's go make an appointment when we are done here. Next week? Unless you think your bottom needs more time to heal?" I said

That same look of insolence washed over her face. I bet she could be spanked for a poor attitude.

"I'm finished with my pie and coffee. If you are ready to put your money where your mouth is, we can go make your appointment." She said with a rebellious tone in her voice.

I threw some money on the table and we made our way out the door. Within a few minutes we were back inside The Facility. Cassandra looked up from behind her desk with a look of surprised.

"You two? Back so soon?" Cassandra asked inquisitively.

"I was hoping to make another appointment with Miss Kate." I said.

"When were you thinking, Tim?" asked Cassandra.

"Well, it is for both Vanessa and I to get spanked together by Miss Kate. We are friends and thought it would be fun to share this experience with each other." I said.

"Next Tuesday at 10 AM. Does this work?" said a smiling Cassandra.

"Yes." Vanessa and I said in unison.

"Very good. We will see you then. Before you leave, I need to speak with Tim on a matter." said Cassandra.

"Did I do something wrong?" I asked.

"Not really wrong, sweetie, just a note I saw in your file that Miss Kate wrote. She said that you weren't well groomed....down there." She said pointing to my crotch.

I blushed a deep red. I tried to answer, but nothing came out.

"It is a hygiene issue, Tim. If the prevalence of STD's in our society, and so many naked people around each other, our employees need to make sure you don't have any open sores. So we ask all our clients to be well trimmed, shaved or waxed." stated Cassandra.

"I'll make sure he is well groomed for our appointment next week." said Vanessa.

With that we were out the door.

***************************One Week Later*******************************

There was less dread as I waited for my appointment at The Facility than before. I was excited. I was looking forward to seeing Vanessa naked and spanked. I was excited to get spanked and wondering what extra perks I might get as a repeat customer. Vanessa told me she would be at my place a 9 AM to groom me. At exactly 9AM, there was a knock on my door. I opened my apartment door to see a smiling Vanessa. She had bright red lipstick on, mascara, blush, she looked incredible.

"Morning, Tim! Ready for your trim?" she asked.

"I guess." I said sheepishly.

"Good. Now get naked." she said giggling.

I reluctantly unzipped my jeans and stepped out of them. I was embarrassed even though she had seen me naked a week before. While I was doing this she pulled an electric trimmer out of her purse. She plugged it in and turned it on. The buzz filled the room. She turned to face me.

"Tim? Why do you have a boner?" She asked sounding surprised.

"Umm...honest answer?" I asked.

"Yes, otherwise I will tell Miss Kate to be harsher with you." She said sternly.

"I have feelings for you." I blurted out.

She smiled, a soft, gentile, loving smile. She kissed me, leaving me the taste of lipstick.

"We will discuss this later, but you need a trim and we need to get going to The Facility." she said.

She quickly ran the trimmer around my cock and balls, leaving a small pile of hair on the ground.

"There! All done. And if I don't say, you look much sexier, Tim. Now get dressed, we have to hurry. Trust me, you don't want to be late to your appointment at The Facility." she said.

We left my apartment and soon arrived at The Facility. We entered the same dull waiting room and saw Cassandra at her desk.

"Morning Vanessa, Tim. Tim, please fill out these forms and return them to me." She said.

"More forms?!" I said surprised.

Cassandra just smiled as she handed me the forms. These forms were unlike the previous ones, these were much more BDSM orientated. Asking me about hard limits, soft limits, things I am curious about. I could feel Vanessa peering over my shoulder as I put a check mark next to each box. I was embarrassed, but for the first time in my life, I was being honest about what I was interested in. When I had finished the forms, I returned them to Cassandra. Before I could sit down again, the same long brown haired lady opened the door.

"Tim and Vanessa." She said.

We proceeded to follow her down the hallway, back to the Changing Room. I went to open the door.

"Wait. Our standard safeword to end any session is Red, but when there is more than one person in the session, things are different. Tim, your safeword is still Red. Vanessa, your safeword is Mississippi. We have found that if each person has their own safeword, it leads to less confusion during your session. Clear?" said the blonde lady.

We both nodded in agreement. Once inside, we took lockers next to each other and starting stripping our clothes off.

"So Vanessa, you trimmed me, but I don't know how you look down there." I said with a mischievous smile.

She was in her bra and panties, red, matching her lipstick. I was already naked. She rolled her eyes and yanked her panties down. Revealing a beautifully smooth pussy.

"I got waxed. Just for you." She said, tenderly.

"You're beautiful." I whispered, looking right into her eyes.

I could see tears well up in her eyes.

"Stop. I don't want my makeup running already." She said moving towards the door labeled Spanking Waiting Room.

We walked into the Spanking Waiting Room together. There were three people on the scaffold. Two women and one guy. The one woman was blonde, she was sniffling, fighting back tears. The sign on her neck said, "Happy 18th Birthday!" The guy was older, 40. His eyes were downcast. His sign on his neck read, "Over the Hill! Happy 40th!" The last woman was the most alarming. She looked about our age, 28, the sign on her neck said, "Adulteress." She looked totally broken, sobbing loudly.

"Her husband caught her in bed with another man." said the blonde with brown eyes, whose job it was to tie us to our chair.

"Oh my." said Vanessa.

"Yes, he is about to lock her in chastity." said the blonde pointing to the corner.

In the corner, sitting was a very upset looking man holding female chastity belt. The blonde took Vanessa by her arm and lead her to an open chair and secured her to it then did the same to me. Like before, we were both totally on display and couldn't cover up.

"Since you two are being spanked together, you get this." said the blonde, as she handcuffed us together.

My right hand was cuffed to Vanessa's left hand. We looked at each other and tried to smile. I noticed the chain holding the cuffs together, was longer than the typical handcuff, probably about 12 inches of chain between the two cuffs. During this time, the husband of the adulteress got up and started to move towards his cheater wife.

"Please, don't..." She begged, sobbing harder.

"You have earned this." He said bluntly.

He quickly got the chastity belt on her and it was locked. Her sobs reached a new level hysteria when the final lock was locked.

"You will be released, when I feel like it, and locked up when I am done using you. This is our new agreement; you agreed to this to avoid a divorce." He said, holding the key to her chastity belt.

All she could do was nod, tears of genuine sorrow running down her face. He took her lovingly by the hand and led her out of the room. Vanessa and I were lost in the drama of the husband and the cheater wife and didn't notice Miss Kate enter the room or that she had attached a leash to the chain of our cuffs.

"I see Little Timmy and Naughty Vanessa are back. This time to be spanked together how wonderful." Miss Kate said

Vanessa and my head quickly turned and saw Miss Kate, her brown hair still hugging her face. She was in her usual blank tank top and black mini skirt.

"I see Little Timmy got a haircut." Miss Kate snickered.

I blushed full of embarrassment.

"Yes, Miss Kate, I trimmed him for you. I hope it meets your standards." said Vanessa.

"Yes, yes it does." chuckled Miss Kate

At this point, both our chair bonds were undone and Miss Kate had picked up her leash and pulled on it. We got up from our chairs and headed towards the door labeled, Spanking Rooms. The hall which had the Spanking Rooms was strangely quiet.

"You two should have been here a half hour ago. Two birthday spankings and the adulteress so things were very noisy. Would you believe the 18 year old girl took her spanking better than the 40 year old man?" stated Miss Kate.

I was barely listening to what Miss Kate was saying, because I was distracted. As we were walking, Vanessa had extended her fingers and got them interlaced with mine, as if we were holding hands the best we could in our cuffs. I had had feelings for Vanessa for years, and then within week so much has happened. We have seen each other naked, confessed our desire to be spanked, told her I had feelings for her, and now being handcuffed to each other as we were both about to get spanked. It was almost too much. Finally, we reached Miss Kate's Discipline Room. It was identical as before.

"I have Naughty Vanessa and Little Timmy to spank." said Miss Kate as she unhooked her leash to our cuffs and then unlocked the handcuffs.

"Legs spread shoulder width, hands on head." Miss Kate added.

We both complied. Vanessa's medium breasts looked more pronounced with her hands on her head. Her nipples were hard and the intoxicating aroma of her pussy was barely noticeable. While I was distracted by the sight of Vanessa, Miss Kate had moved her spanking chair to the middle of the room. In addition, she laid a wooden paddle, belt and cane on her desk.

"I am going to give both of you a hand spanking, followed by 20 with the belt, 25 with the paddle. Vanessa will get 6 with the cane to end her spanking. Tim, since this is your second time, you may opt out of the caning for more belt. However, if you are feeling up to it, you may taste Vanessa's favorite implement as well." Miss Kate said.

Vanessa turned very red. I tried to hide my smile, knowing that Vanessa loved the cane.

"Tim, you will be hand spanked first. Please ask for your spanking politely." Said Miss Kate.

"Miss Kate, please spank my naughty bottom in front of Vanessa." I said.

I don't think I had ever been more turned on in my life as; Miss Kate took me by my hand and helped me over her knee. She had Vanessa stand by my head, so if I lifted my head up during my spanking I was looking directly at her waxed pussy.

Before I got too comfortable staring at Vanessa's pussy, Miss Kate had started her hand spanking. Her iron hand alternated between each cheek, as she laid the foundation for a thorough spanking. After a few minutes, I started to squirm as her hand continued to rain down on my naked bottom, knowing it was most certainly pink by now. Miss Kate stopped.

"Stand up Tim and switch with Vanessa. Remember no rubbing." Miss Kate said.

I stood up and felt the burn that one only understands if they have been spanked. I also knew I was in for way more than my first time at The Facility. Vanessa was standing by Miss Kate's lap.

"Miss Kate, would you please spank this naughty, naked girl, so she can learn?" asked Vanessa

"Of course, Naughty Vanessa." Replied Miss Kate.

Miss Kate helped Vanessa over her knee and started to hand spank her. I was standing my Vanessa's head, with my hands on my head. What a sight! I had seen hundreds of spanking videos on line, but it doesn't compare to the real deal. The sound is more exciting. The mixture of pain and pleasure on Vanessa's face was exquisite, and her perfect breasts swayed with each spank. Her bottom quickly turned pink from the diligent spanking of Miss Kate.

"Vanessa, stand up next to Tim. I need to inspect your bottoms." Miss Kate said.

There we were, friends, naked, spanked, standing next to each other hands on our heads to Miss Kate could feel how hot our bottoms were from her hand spanking. I tried to remain quiet as Miss Kate's hands ran over my pink bottom, but I couldn't. Her hands felt so wonderful. When Miss Kate ran her hands over Vanessa's bottom, Vanessa was much more vocal in her pleasure she was feeling.

"Vanessa, since you were spanked second, you may pick what you two will be spanked with next. Twenty strokes with the belt or twenty five strokes with the paddle?" asked Miss Kate.

"Paddle, please Miss Kate. Please paddle our naughty bottoms." Vanessa said in the most submissive voice I had ever heard.

Miss Kate picked up the wooden paddle and swung it through the air.

"You two will face each other, bend and grab the other's arms. This way, when you get spanked, the other will hear their moans in your ear." Miss Kate said.

Vanessa and I faced each other. She really was stunning, bare pussy, hard nipples, her hair slightly messy from her hand spanking. We bent toward each other. Her touch sent bolts of lightning through my body. She skin was soft, the way a woman's skin is soft and yet toned. I was totally lost in Vanessa and didn't realize Miss Kate was standing behind me with the wooden paddle.

CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK

Ten quick blows of the paddle fell on my bottom, several swats landed in the same spot. I groaned and pleaded with Miss Kate that I would be good and begged her to stop. Miss Kate was silent and moved behind Vanessa. I stomped my feet in an effort to get the pain to subside from my bottom.

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Ten blows of the paddle fell on Vanessa's bottom. She also promised she would be a good girl, if the paddling were to stop. She swayed back and worth, attempting to make the pain go away. Meanwhile, Miss Kate was behind me again.

"Please stop, Miss Kate. I promise I'll be good." I begged.

"It never ceases to amaze me how quickly spankees promise to be good as soon as their spanking starts." said a rather annoyed Miss Kate.

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The final 15 swats of the paddle burned into my bottom. I felt tears start to form in my eyes by the final few strokes of the paddle and was very thankful the paddling was done before I started to cry. My bottom burned like never before, but what made it better was Vanessa gently rubbing my arms with her hands. Miss Kate moved behind Vanessa.

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Vanessa started to cry. The final swats had produced tears; I felt them on my face as our faces were next to each other.

"Are these naughty bottoms finally starting to learn to be good?" Asked Miss Kate tersely.

"Yes, Miss Kate." We said together.

"Good." said Miss Kate as she picked up the leather belt and swished it through the air.

"Vanessa, you get the belt first since Tim got the paddle first. You will get all twenty strokes before Tim gets his." Miss Kate said matter of factly.




The Facility Ch. 03



Vanessa awoke to the buzzing of her alarm clock. She knocked the clock off her nightstand onto the floor. Today was supposed to be a day of fun. Instead, she was going to be alone, again. Her pillow showed the after effects of her sobbing from the night before. Makeup was smeared all over the pillow. She didn't care. She was too numb to care. She and then boyfriend, Greg, had planned on spending the day fucking each other's brains out and having some kinky fun. Vanessa had confessed her interest in the kinkier side of sex. Greg had no interest. He was as vanilla as the ice cream.

Things between the Greg and Vanessa started well. They had met through a mutual friend and it seemed they hit it off. Indeed, they had hit it off, except for the bedroom. Greg was as boring as watching paint dry when it came to sex. Vanessa would lay there as Greg would fuck her. Her body was there, but her mind was elsewhere. Often thinking of the porn she watched online to satisfy her true needs. She loved watching girls get dominated, guys get dominated, girls get spanked and guys get spanked. She wasn't exactly sure if she were submissive or dominant. She considered herself a switch. She mediated on all of this while Greg humped her body. She would moan and groan and fake her orgasms right when Greg would finish. Ultimately, she would have to tell him what she really wanted. Vanessa knew what that meant. A fight. Being called a freak or pervert. Then the questions about abuse would come up. She was never abused, she wasn't a freak, and she just wanted safe, sane, consensual kinky sex.

So the day before their day of fucking, Vanessa decided it was time to tell Greg. Sure as shit, she was right about the conversation. Greg recoiled in disgust, called her a freak and then asked about possible abuse. When Greg wasn't satisfied with her answers, as she knew he wouldn't be, he left her. Once again, Vanessa had found a great guy. Good personality, treated her to wonderful dates, but was the very definition of vanilla. The end of the relationship was only a matter of time. She felt like she was stuck in a labyrinth. She felt hopeless she would never find a guy who understood what she really craved in the bedroom. Her biggest fear is should would turn into one of those housewives endlessly masturbating to the trashy novel 50 Shades of Grey. All of this just made her more depressed.

The tears which were left on her pillow were not for Greg, they were for her. She was trying to come to the realization she would be forever alone or if she found a good guy, she would have to deny her ultimate desires in the bedroom.

So when her alarm woke her up at 8 AM the morning after the break up with Greg, she considered going back to sleep or just watching trashy TV. Jerry Springer always cheered her up. No matter how much her life sucked, at least she wasn't on Jerry Springer. After several minutes of mental debate Vanessa decided she would make some coffee and try to figure out how to move on, if it was possible. She stumbled into the kitchen in her flannel pj pants and a white tank top to make some coffee.

"Move on from what? Yeah, sure, Greg was a nice guy, but he couldn't deliver in the sheets. I mean, missionary position EVERY FUCKING TIME! I need a guy who has similar desires as I do," she thought.

The smell of the coffee brewing filled her house. The coffee smelled strong and she needed the extra kick it would provide today. While the coffee was brewing, Vanessa turned on her computer. In the past after a break up like this she would go online and watch some good kinky porn. It would make her feel like she wasn't a freak as she would watch women or men in bondage, get spanked and fucked and Vanessa would masturbate for hours as the women or men had orgasm after orgasm forced from their bodies. The problem was she wanted to experience all of what she saw. She wanted to be tied up, spanked, fucked and have orgasms ripped from her body. Other days, she wanted to tie up her latest crush and do the same to him. Porn was a great substitute, but she still wanted the real deal.

With the coffee brewed and her computer on, Vanessa decided to check out the news.

"Maybe it will distract me long enough to get in the mood to masturbate," she though.

She sipped her coffee as she went online to check out the news. She checked out the local news first. The main headline got her interest. It read "New Business Sparks Concern."

Vanessa was intrigued and clicked on the story. Her brown eyes quickly read the story, dissecting the information provided. In summary, Robert and Carol were married and wanted to open an adult spanking business called The Facility. Legal aged adults could schedule an appointment with either of them to be spanked for actual punishment or what they called funishment. Funishment they explained was for people who viewed spanking as a fetish. Vanessa felt her pussy tingle with a mixture of curiosity and for a chance for her to live out some of her fantasies. The locals were concerned about kids getting in by accident. Carol and Robert assured the concerned public they would use the same ID checking system used by casinos. The Facility was set to open in a week. The Facility was already booked for the first month.

"Booked for a month?! Where are all these kinky people and why can't I meet them," thought Vanessa.

She clicked off the story to one of her favorite spanking videos. It always got her horny. It was a spanking video of a naked 'daughter' caught masturbating by her 'mom' and spanked. Of course, at the end the spanking, the 'daughter' went back to masturbating and had a huge orgasm. It was something Vanessa wanted to experience herself. Be caught rubbing her smooth pussy (she kept it nicely shaved despite Greg claiming it looked funny. She thought it looked sexy as fuck) and spanked. She could feel her panties start to get wet.

"I wonder if The Facility could make this fantasy a reality," Vanessa said aloud.

She clicked back to the article about The Facility and noticed it mentioned the phone number. She decided she would call. She quickly picked up her phone and dialed before she lost her nerve.

"The Facility, this is Cassandra, how can I help you?" said Cassandra.

"Hi, I uh...saw the story in the paper and I have a question," said Vanessa.

"Ahh, the story in the paper. Been great for business. What's your question hon?"

"Say I had specific spanking fantasy I would like to act out. Would The Facility be able help me act it out?" asked Vanessa.

"Provided it would fall along our terms of service and does not violate our rules. Yes. Would you like to schedule an appointment?" asked Cassandra.

"Yes, please. And I would like Carol to spank me if possible." Vanessa could feel her pussy gushing. She was asking to get spanked by a female. Something she had wanted for years.

"Carol's next opening is the 20th at 11AM. What is the nature of your fantasy before I schedule your appointment?" asked Cassandra.

"I want to be caught masturbating, spanked and then finish masturbating," said a blushing Vanessa.

"You have a very common request. We can do that. Does the 20th at 11AM work?" said Cassandra matter of factly.

"Yes."

"Very good. Please arrived at 10:30AM to fill out the appropriate paper work," said Cassandra.

"I understand," Vanessa said as she hung up the phone.

Vanessa's pussy was like a waterfall. She couldn't remember the last time she felt so turned on. Never with any of the guys had she been with. She looked at the calendar, today was the 27th, and the 20th seemed so far away. She hoped she didn't lose her nerve and cancel.

"No! You want this. The Facility is booked up; therefore, you aren't a freak. This is what you want. So stop over thinking and just go through with it," she thought.

Vanessa smiled. Maybe she would meet a guy at The Facility.

"Wishful thinking. Besides, she had more pressing issues to take care of," she thought.

She stripped off her tank top and her medium sized breasts were exposed. Her nipples were hard. She slipped off her pj pants, she wasn't wearing panties, and her full hour glass figure was on complete display. She walked back to her bedroom and got on the bed. Spreading her long legs, her hand slipped between her legs.

"I haven't been this wet in a weeks," she thought as she started to rub her clit.

She closed her eyes and went to her favorite fantasy.....being caught masturbating. She could hear herself pleading not to be spanked. Her mind's eye could see the humiliation of being naked and over her 'mom's' knee. She could envision the sound of the brush smacking against her naked, full, bottom. Finally, after having a red bottom and the appropriate corner time, she would go back to masturbating. When Vanessa climaxed, she was loud. Her hips writhed up and down. She was panting hard.

"That is the best orgasm I had in months," she said aloud smiling.

It was then she vowed the next guy she would date would have to be kinky. She had tried vanilla and it wasn't her flavor.

"It is going to feel like forever until the 20th of next month," she thought.

*********The 20th ******************************************

Vanessa's alarm woke her up at 8AM the day of her appointment. Not that she slept well. For the last month, Vanessa had been a ball of sexual tension. Rubbing her pussy every chance she got. She even bought one of the magic wands in an effort to keep her cravings down until her appointment. It was no use. Each orgasm seemed to make her crave the 20th even more.

She got out of bed; she stripped off her usual pj's and got in the shower. As the water warmed up, she turned and stared at her bottom in the mirror. In a few hours, she bottom was going to be red, sore and possibly bruised in some spots. Soon the mirror was fogged up and this is what awoke her from her trance. She got in the shower, washed her hair and her body. She shaved her pits, legs and pussy. She wanted to be well groomed for her appointment.

After her shower, she forced down some breakfast and coffee and was out the door at 10AM. She arrived at The Facility at 10:15AM. She walked in, expected to see naked people, and spanked bottoms. Instead she saw a receptionist desk and a room full of people, waiting for their appointment. Waiting to be spanked.

"Oh God. Why didn't I think of what will happen if I run into someone I know? What would they think? What would they say?" she thought.

Vanessa sheepishly walked over to the receptionist desk to check in.

"Hi, I have an appointment at 11AM," she said in a tiny voice.

"Good. I need your ID please," said Cassandra.

Vanessa handed Cassandra her ID. Cassandra ran the ID through some credit card looking machine and a light flashed green.

"Good, your ID is legit. You have no idea how many teens have tried to sneak in with fake IDs. Please fill out this paper work for your file," said Cassandra handing Vanessa a clipboard full of papers.

"My file?" asked Vanessa.

"Yes. We have a file on all our clients. This way we can customize your sessions to meet what you want and desire."

Vanessa took the clipboard. She looked around the waiting room. Everyone was looking down and she didn't see anyone she recognized. She sighed in relief and found an empty chair in the corner and sat down.

"I have to sit in the corner waiting for a spanking. This is more stereotypical than a cheap porno. Who writes that trash anyway?" she thought as she sat down in the chair.

She glanced down at the clipboard. The paperwork seemed very ordinary. The first page asked for your name, address and contact information. The second page got more interesting. It asked if you were ever spanked growing up, if you wanted to be spanked for a real misdeed or if this was more sexual for you. There was a question asking you what implements you wanted to try. Vanessa felt her pussy tingle with joy, perhaps, if she couldn't find a guy to fulfill her desires, maybe The Facility could at least help. She quickly wrote down her favorite spanking fantasy and checked all the implements listed, indicating she wanted to try them. At the very bottom of the last page in bold and italic letters said the following statement: THE FACILITY BELIEVES IN SAFE, SANE AND CONSENSUAL EXPLORATION. IF FOR ANY REASON YOUR SESSION BECOMES TOO MUCH FOR YOU, THE AUTOMATIC SAFE WORD TO END ANY SESSION IS RED.

Vanessa signed her name, giving The Facility consent to spank her and possibly in the future to explore more kinky situations. She got up and returned the forms to Cassandra who smiled politely as she took them. As Vanessa turned from the receptionist's desk, she noticed the room had fewer people in it. They had been called in for their spanking and she didn't even notice. She walked back to her seat in the corner, even though there were several open chairs. She sat and waited.

At exactly at 11AM the door to the next part of The Facility opened. A lady with long brown hair appeared in the doorway.

"Vanessa?" she called out.

Vanessa swallowed hard and walked towards the open door. The lady with long brown hair smiled gently.

"Right this way, honey. I will take you to the Changing Room," she said sweetly.

Vanessa was speechless as she walked down the hall with the lady with long brown hair. It seemed like an eternity, but it was only a minute before they arrived at a door labeled Changing Room.

"Go inside. Find an empty locker and put all your clothes in it. You will be naked. Once you are naked go to the door labeled Spanking Waiting Room. Do you have any questions?" asked the lady with long brown hair.

All Vanessa could manage was to shake her head no. With that, she opened the door to the Changing Room. It was a typical looking changing room, like at the gym. There were a few exceptions. This Changing Room was co-ed and there were several well spanked bottoms on display. Vanessa tried not to look but it was impossible not to notice all the nudity. There were both males and females. Various shapes and sizes of people were in the room, all naked and most with a well spanked bottom.

Vanessa quickly found an empty locker and started to remove her clothes. It dawned on her when she was in her black bra and panties, that total strangers were going to see her naked. The shocking thing was all the other people in the locker room didn't seem to mind the other naked people. This gave her a sense of confidence as she unhooked her bra. Her nipples became hard instantly.

"Oh God. I am so turned on," she thought.

She slipped her panties down, hoping no one would notice the dampness of them, and tossed them into the locker. She threw her hair back and walked towards the door labeled Spanking Waiting Room. She opened the door and walked in.

Inside the Spanking Waiting Room was a room full of people tied to chairs, waiting their turn with Robert or Carol. Several people stood on a small scaffold, with their hands on their head, fully on display. Their bottoms were very red. Vanessa felt overwhelmed. Never in her wildest dreams did she think something like this could be real. While Vanessa was lost in her thoughts, a blonde with brown eyes grabbed her wrist.

"I am going to take you to an open chair and restrain you to it. Carol will undo your bonds and take you to her room to spank you," she said.

"Why do I need to be restrained?" asked Vanessa.

"Being restrained serves several purposes. One, it puts you on display. You won't be able to cover anything up. This adds a sense of humiliation to all the spankings. Second, and equally important, it prevents any sexual contact between the clients and or any unauthorized masturbation from taking place."

While the blonde was saying this, she was leading Vanessa to an open chair and had restrained her to the chair. Vanessa's legs were spread. Meaning everyone in the room could see her shaved pussy. Her wrists were tied to the arm rests, so she couldn't cover anything nor could she touch herself or anyone else. She never felt so exposed, so vulnerable, so humiliated and at the same time, so turned on and so alive and fulfilled. Vanessa was lost in her senses and thoughts and didn't notice the door to the Spanking Rooms opened.

"Hello Vanessa. I'm Carol. I am going to teach you a proper lesson today," said Carol.

Carol was probably in her mid forties, with very long bronze colored hair. She looked very stern and very maternal. Carol undid Vanessa's ties and led her through the Spanking Rooms door. Inside the doorway, Vanessa could hear the sound of a paddle hitting naked flesh. A woman was crying. Vanessa could her Robert scolding the woman.

"Don't mind that dear. That is Katarina. She is our best customer. Robert spanks her once a week. She gets spanked for real punishment," said Carol.

They arrived at Carol's Spanking Room. Once inside, the room looked like a small bedroom. There was a twin sized bed, desk with chair, computer and on the wall hung all the spanking implements.

"Vanessa, stand in the middle of the room with your hands on your head and your legs spread shoulder width apart. I am going to review your file again," said Carol.

Vanessa nodded and complied. Vanessa could feel her heart beat a million times a minute. She had seen countless videos of girls treated like this, but never her. Carol sat at the desk and reviewed the file as if Vanessa wasn't even there.

"I think I understand. Your fantasy of being caught masturbating is very common among our female clients," said Carol smiling

Carols eyes darted up and down the very exposed Vanessa.

"You are very cute. May I feel your body?" asked Carol.

"Yes" replied Vanessa.

As Carol's fingertips touched Vanessa's breasts, Vanessa shuddered with pleasure.

"Oh, this will be fun. You are very excitable. I like that," said Carol as her hand explored Vanessa's smooth pussy.

"You are very turned on. So here is what is going to happen. You will refer to me as 'Mom' during this and don't forget if things get too intense, just say RED and everything stops," she added.

"Yes, Mom," said Vanessa.

"Very good. I'll be right back," said Carol as she left the room.

Vanessa stood there for a moment, frozen, unsure if she was allowed to move. Then she noticed a dildo and a spanking magazine on the bed. Vanessa got on the bed, spread her long legs and positioned the dildo for maximum pleasure. She opened the magazine and started to slowly thrust the dildo into her eager pussy. The dildo felt amazing; it was thick and pushed all the right buttons. Within a few minutes, Vanessa started to feel her orgasm build. That's when the door opened.

"VANESSA! WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING?!" shouted Carol.

"Mom! Don't you knock?! Am I not allowed some privacy?" Vanessa yelled back.

"Is that a dildo? Where did you get that? And what are you looking at?" Carol asked as she walked over to the bed, ripping the magazine from Vanessa's hands.

Carol glanced at the various pictures of naked girls getting spanked. She glanced at Vanessa who was blushing with utter embarrassment; the dildo was still half way in her pussy.

"I am going to put you over my knee and spank you. Masturbating is a filthy habit and proper young ladies don't do that," scolded Carol.

"Please don't Mom! I'm too old to be spanked," pleaded Vanessa.

"You live in my house, you live by my rules. In this house, I spank you when you deserve it and you have earned this spanking," said Carol as she got the chair in the middle of the room and a hairbrush.

Carol sat on the chair and tapped her lap.

"Get that filthy thing out of your pussy and get over my knee. NOW!" barked Carol.

Vanessa slid the dildo out of her pussy. She noticed how wet the dildo was. She got up from the bed and shuffled over to Carol. She slowly lowered herself over Carol's lap. Vanessa had never been over someone's knee before and she found the experience exhilarating.




The Facility Ch. 04



Laura was a 23year old British Nurse working in the USA as part of a nursing exchange program. She was in the USA to observe innovative nursing techniques in an effort to improve the efficiency of helping patients back in the UK. She had long blonde hair with bright blue eyes. Laura liked to wear bright red lipstick which made her blue eyes stand out even more. Furthermore, given her pale complexion, the red lipstick made her lips more full and added certain brilliance to her already attractive face. She had long legs and large breasts.

She was the sexy visiting nurse from the UK. It seemed everyone stared and stammered around her. This lead to problems for Laura, it made her into a brat and disobedient. She had the notion since she was very attractive she could get away with pranks and not following orders the doctors would give her. There was another reason she was a disobedient brat. What she really hoped someone would tell her she needed a spanking and take her over their knee and spank her long and hard. She thought about spanking all the time, she considered herself addicted to the notion of getting spanked.

So when Laura was assigned to work at County Hospital she was less than excited. That is, until Laura learned the town had a very popular business. The name of the business was The Facility. Laura briefly heard some nurses taking about it in the women's locker room of the hospital. The one nurse was telling her friend how The Facility has helped her husband become a better man through his discipline sessions with Carol. Laura felt her pussy tingle with delight as she eavesdropped on the conversation. She made a mental note of the name of the business to research it after her shift.

After her 12 hour shift, Laura was back in her sparsely furnished apartment. She quickly turned on her computer and Googled 'The Facility.' She anxiously clicked on the website for the business. She read through the FAQ's and the testimonials and watched the 'Meet the Spankers' videos. Essentially, she could make an appointment with one of the three spankers for a session of her choosing. Laura was excited about the idea of being spanked, but also scared. She had never been spanked before, despite her many fantasies and attempts to get spanked.

The following morning Laura was back in the locker room changing into her scrubs for her day shift. She looked over and saw another nurse who had a bruised bottom.

"Excuse me, may I ask you a question," Laura asked. She was really laying on the British accent as she found strangers were more receptive to it.

"Laura? Right? The nurse from the UK?" responded the red bottomed nurse.

"That's right. What's your name?"

"Beth. What's your question?"

"Did you get spanked at The Facility? I don't mean to intrude, but I couldn't help but notice your red bottom," Laura said looking down.

"Why yes I did. Robert spanks me roughly once a month. It is a great stress reliever for this job," Beth said.

"I have never been spanked and I am obsessed with it," said Laura

"Well, call and make an appointment!" said Beth as she walked out of the locker room.

"Yes, I want to make an appointment, but I want it for real misdeeds," thought Laura.

Laura decided she would start to disobey her fellow nurses and doctors and see what happens as she walked out of the locker room.

"Nurse Laura. I need your help over her with this patient, please. I need your help in removing his cast,' said Beth from exam room 1.

"I don't think so you bloody wanker!" called out Laura

"Bloody wanker? Dr. Jones, can you speak with Laura, she is acting like a little child" said Beth.

Laura was grabbed by her arm and led into Dr. Jones' office.

"Laura, you are a visiting nurse. You cannot use such language in front of the patients. If you keep this up, I will have to refer you for discipline. Do you understand?" Dr. Jones said.

"Discipline? Does that mean he will spank me? I hope so!" thought Laura.

"Yes, Dr. Jones. I am just a little home sick that is all," Laura replied.

"Understandable, don't let it happen again. Now get back to work," he said sternly.

As Laura left Dr. Jones' office, she couldn't help but notice Beth was bending over a bed trying to untangle an IV line. Some inner brat had been unleashed from Laura's conversation with Beth in the locker room, and the brat was making up for lost time. Laura ran up behind Beth and swatted her bottom hard. Beth jumped from the surprise swat and turned in anger. Her eyes burned with fury.

"What the hell Laura?" said Beth with a cold voice that could make the strongest willed weak in the knees.

"I...er....um..." stammered Laura.

"Come with me," said Beth, leading Laura by the arm to the Nurses' Lounge.

Beth pushed the door open and sat at one of the empty tables. Laura sat across from her. Beth just glared at Laura for the first several minutes. Finally, Beth spoke.

"I know what you are doing you little tart. You aren't as clever as you think you are."

"And what is that?" Laura said trying to sound innocent.

"You think you are the first nurse to see my bottom after one of my visits to The Facility? They all act the same after you see my spanked bottom. You act out with the docs then you swat my bottom because you so desperately want to get spanked, but you are afraid to act on it for some reason."

Beth took her cell phone out of her pocket and slid it across the table to Laura.

"The Facility's number is on speed dial. Press 5. We will sit here until you call and make your appointment," Beth said firmly.

Laura took the phone in her shaking hands and pressed 5. She could hear the phone ring on the other end.

"The Facility, this is Cassandra. How may I help you?"

"Hi....er...um...I have been naughty," said Laura, her face full of embarrassment.

"Well, that happens dear. Would you like to get spanked so you are no longer a naughty little girl?" asked Cassandra.

Laura couldn't believe her ears. The receptionist was basically scolding her over the phone. She loved it and her pussy felt warm and wet from the sound of Cassandra's voice.

"Yes, please," Laura said in a tiny voice.

"As it happens, we have had a cancellation with one of our afternoon appointments. How does 4:30 PM today with Robert sound?"

"I get off work at 4PM, so that works," said Laura.

"Very well. Please bring ID," said Cassandra.

"I understand," said Laura hanging up.

"4:30PM today?" Inquired Beth.

Laura nodded. Her head was spinning with everything that was happening. It was all so fast.

"One more thing. You need to have a trimmed, shaved or waxed pussy. So drop your scrubs so I can see how you keep your pussy and I don't report you swatting my bottom to the higher ups," said Beth

Laura rolled her eyes, knowing she had no choice, as she stood and lowered her scrubs. She wasn't wearing any panties. She didn't like how they left panty-lines in the scrubs. Beth smiled as she admired Laura's bare pussy.

"No panties? Are you a slut? And I can see you are turned on. Don't worry, that can be taken care of at The Facility," Beth said.

Laura was in shock. All she could do was nod to what Beth was saying. Beth helped Laura get her scrubs back up and they both went back to work.

The rest of the shift was long and boring. Laura stared at the clock waiting for 4PM to come. Her daydreaming caused her to be even more disobedient to the doctors because she wasn't even paying attention. At long last 4PM came. She rushed into the locker room and changed back into her short skirt and a blouse that really showed off her large breasts. She got in her car and drove to The Facility. She parked and walked in the main entrance.

She glanced around the bland looking waiting room. She saw two women and two men waiting. It appeared they were couples, perhaps getting spanked together? Laura shook her ahead and approached the receptionist's desk.

"Hi, I have an appointment at 4:30PM," said Laura.

"Very well. ID please," said Cassandra.

Laura handed over her ID. Cassandra scanned it through the ID Checker. The light flashed green and Cassandra handed the ID back to Laura.

"Beth told me what you did to her today at the hospital. She is a good friend of mine. I must say you most certainly have earned this spanking," said Cassandra as she handed Laura the legal paperwork and the spanking questionnaire to Laura.

Laura stuck her tongue out at Cassandra as she took the paperwork.

"Robert will have a challenge with this one, but like all the rest, they will learn their lesson," thought Cassandra.

Laura sat in an empty chair and crossed her long legs. She found that if she sat with her legs crossed just the right way, she could stimulate her pussy and get herself super horny. The paperwork was mundane; it reminded her of the paperwork from the hospital. The spanking questionnaire was must more interesting to her. She wrote out how she had never been spanked, but was always looking for ways to get into trouble. She checked off the various boxes for the implements she wanted to be used on her. Although she was British, Laura had no desire to be caned, so she left that box unmarked. At the very bottom of the last page in bold and italic letters said the following statement: THE FACILITY BELIEVES IN SAFE, SANE AND CONSENSUAL EXPLORATION. IF FOR ANY REASON YOUR SESSION BECOMES TOO MUCH FOR YOU, THE AUTOMATIC SAFE WORD TO END ANY SESSION IS RED.

Laura walked defiantly back to the Cassandra's desk and handed the signed paperwork back. Before Laura could get back to her chair, the door opened and a lady with long brown hair appeared in the doorway.

"Laura, come this way please," she said. There was a tone disappointment in her voice.

Laura walked toward the lady with long brown hair, who grabbed her by the arm.

"I am going to lead you to the Changing Room," the lady with brown hair said.

"Changing Room? What am I changing into? I didn't bring any outfits," said Laura.

"You are changing out of your clothes and getting naked. You will be spanked naked, just like everyone who visits us."

"Naked?" said Laura her voice trailing off.

They arrived at the Changing Room door.

"Like I said, take off all your clothes and put them in a locker. Then walk through the door labeled Spanking Waiting Room," said the lady with brown hair as she opened the door for Laura.

Laura walked in and saw what appeared to be a gym locker room. She quickly found an empty locker and slipped off her short skirt. Next she pulled her blouse over her head and unhooked her black lace bra. She was slightly disappointed she was the only one in the Changing Room as she enjoyed seeing naked men and women, especially if they had just been spanked. Laura walked to the door labeled Spanking Waiting Room and opened it and walked through.

The first thing Laura noticed was a man and a woman standing on a small scaffold with signs hung around their necks. One sign read, "Happy engagement Little Timmy!" The other read, "Happy engagement Naughty Vanessa!" It was clear these two were deeply in love as their eyes were fixated on each other, as they stood naked with their well spanked bottoms on display.

"Would you believe those two? Good friends who happened to run into each other here one day. They got spanked together by Miss Kate and started dating. Now, they are getting married!" said a blonde with brown eyes as she took Laura by the hand.

"Where are you taking me?" asked Laura.

"To be tied to a chair. So you can't touch yourself, or anyone else. Furthermore, it puts you on display to put you in the appropriate frame of mind for your spanking," the blonde continued.

Laura was tied to a chair with a perfect view of both Vanessa and Tim. She could see both of their fronts and just enough of their bottoms for her to know they had both had received a thorough spanking.

Laura loved being tied to the chair. Her long legs were spread wide so her bare pussy on was display. Her nipples stood erect and she could feel a puddle of her pussy juice start to gather on the chair. There was no clock in the room so she had no idea how long she had been tied to the chair or for long much longer she had to be on display like this.

After what seemed like an eternity, Robert walked through the Spanking Rooms door and walked over to Laura.

"Hello Laura. I'm Robert and I am going to spank you today," he said as he untied her bonds.

Laura gulped hard. Although Robert had some strands of gray hair, but that didn't detracted from his stern looks. He was muscular but not muscular enough to be a meathead. He took Laura by her hand and led her to the Spanking Rooms door.

"NO! I haven't done anything wrong! You can't spank me! I'm 23 not some little kid!" shouted Laura.

Robert didn't say anything in response. He was expecting Laura to be difficult. Although he enjoyed spanking his regular clients, breaking a new client always gave him a rush. He continued to lead her down the hall of the spanking rooms. The sound of a belt hitting a naked bottom and the sobs of a man filled the hall.

"I can't believe you aren't even talking to me, you jerk! Who do you think you are? You just go around spanking naked girls?" Laura said insolently.

Robert opened the door to his room, it looked like an office. There was a wooden desk, 2 wooden chairs, a computer chair and bookshelf. He calmly sat in his chair.

"Stand in front of the desk. Have your hands at your side," he said.

Laura covered her breasts with one hand and her pussy with the other.

"You will only make your spanking worse if you don't comply," he stated matter of factly.

'I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING TO GET SPANKED!!' shouted Laura.

"Oh really? You didn't swat Beth's bottom? You didn't ignore the doctors at the hospital? You didn't stick your tongue out at Cassandra? I see girls like you all the time. You think because you are very attractive, you can treat the rest of the world like shit. You think because you have nice tits and long legs you are better than everyone else. Well, I am here to teach you a lesson. The only way for girls like you to learn this lesson is to be put over my knee and given a long and thorough spanking. So I will ask you one more time, place your hands at your sides."

Laura didn't move.

"You just earned yourself the paddle in addition to the brush," said Robert as he stood up.

Robert opened the desk drawer and pulled out a wooden brush and a wooden paddle with holes in it.

Laura glared at Robert, as if she was trying to make him burst into flames with her eyes. Robert was expecting this, after all, Laura's file said she had never been spanked before and she had a disobedient streak in her that ran a mile deep. Robert calmly moved one of the wooden chairs and sat it in. He pulled Laura over his knee. She tried to fight back, but she was no match for the stronger Robert.

He shifted her on his lap. She was very attractive. Her long legs were extended. Robert reached for the brush and tapped it on Laura's bottom.

"Anything to say before you have your spanking," asked Robert.

"I HATE YOU AND YOU ARE SO MEAN TO SPANK ME! I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING WRONG!" shouted Laura.

Robert raised the brush and firmly but not too harshly started to spank Laura. He needed Laura's bottom nice and pink, she needed to have a good warm up before her paddling, otherwise her spanking would not be effective.

At first, Laura bit her tongue and refused to cry out or even breathe any different. She didn't want Robert to know she was enjoying her spanking or that it was making her rethink her actions.

"Just because you have nice tits doesn't mean you get to treat people with disrespect," said Robert as he continued to spank Laura with the brush.

The sound of the spanking filled the room and before Laura realized it she was gasping with each swat. She reached back with her right arm and tried to block the brush. Robert knew this was going to happen and quickly pinned her arm against her back.

SWAT

SWAT

SWAT

SWAT

SWAT

"You need to learn to do as you are told. You need to learn to act appropriately," said Robert.

SWAT

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SWAT

SWAT

SWAT

"Are you starting to get the message?" asked Robert.

"Yes! My bottom hurts!" said Laura

"A spanking is supposed to hurt otherwise the naughty girl won't learn anything. Stand up and put your hands at your side," said Robert.

This time, Laura complied. She felt so exposed, humiliated. Her bottom was burning and her pussy was aching. She was hoping Robert hadn't notice how turned on she was.

"I see this is a turn on for you as well, right Laura?" asked Robert.

"Yes, Sir," she said eyes down.

"Sir? Where did that come from? He didn't tell me to call him Sir?" she thought.

"Good. Now bend over the desk with your legs spread wide," Robert said picking up the paddle.

Laure bent over the desk. She could feel her nipples graze the desk. She spread her legs. She felt her pussy lips open like a slut. She loved every minute of it, she wanted more.

"Tell me why you need a spanking and then I will paddle your naughty bottom," said Robert.

"I'm addicted to trying to get spanked. I act out in an attempt to get spanked. I ignore people and disobey people in the hopes they will spank me. I spanked Beth because I know she was here," confessed Laura.

"So what does this mean?"

"It means I need you to spank my naughty bottom, please."

CRACK

CRACK

CRACK

CRACK

Robert brought the paddle down on Laura's exposed bottom four times. She could hear the paddle whistle as the air passed through the holes in it. Each blow nearly catapulted Laura over the desk. She groaned with each blow.

"Are you learning, Laura?" asked Robert.

CRACK

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"YES!" yelled Laura.

CRACK

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"What are you learning Laura?" asked Robert.

"I have learned to keep my hands to myself. To do as I am told and to treat people with respect!" yelled Laura.

CRACK

CRACK

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"And tell me what happens when you are disobedient and a brat?" inquired Robert.

"I get spanked naked!" yelled Laura.

Robert walked around to the other side of the desk and placed the paddle on the desk. Robert sat in the chair and looked into Laura's eyes which were full of tears.

"I need to make sure you are sincere and have really learned your lesson. So I am going to slipper your bottom now," said Robert.

"Please no. I promise I will be a good girl," pleaded Laura.

"This will make sure you stay a good girl," Robert replied.

Robert opened a desk drawer and pulled out a rubber slipper. Laura burst into tears, making promises to be a good girl. Robert smiled. He put the slipper away.

"Stand up," he said.

Laura stood, with her hands at her side. Robert got up from the desk and walked to Laura. He hugged her.

"You took your punishment very well. You have learned your lesson, haven't you?" he asked.

Laura just sobbed more into his shoulder. Never before had she been spanked. Never before had she been treated so harshly and held so accountable for her actions. She loved every minute of it and she pussy was begging to be touched.

"Now, about you being all turned on. In the desk there are vibes, dildo and a magic wand. You have five minutes to masturbate and then I will take you to do your scaffold time," said Robert as he left the room.

Laura quickly ran around to the desk and ripped open the drawers. She quickly found her favorite type of vibrator, the jack rabbit style. She turned it on, not only could it vibrate, but it rotated and had a special attachment to make sure the clit was stimulated. In the past it gave her mind blowing orgasms, she couldn't wait to experience an orgasm after a spanking.




The Facility Ch. 05



Brenda was a 23-year-old bank teller at First National Bank. Her black hair went down to her bra strap and made her dark green eyes stand out even more. She was 5 feet 6 inches and liked to wear small-heeled shoes to make her slightly taller. She had smallish breasts, which matched her tight, round, small bottom. She figured she got her nice ass from standing and walking all day. Brenda enjoyed her job at the bank. There was just one problem. She wasn't very good as a bank teller. On more than one occasion she would give the customer more money than they asked for, bad news if you are in the banking business. In addition, to banking transaction errors, Brenda had been caught reading spanking stories on her smartphone. Therefore, when Brenda arrived at work Monday morning, she was not looking forward to her disciplinary meeting with Sarah. Sarah was in her late 40's. She had blonde hair, which hid her gray hair nicely. She was stern and no nonsense. It took a woman of a certain backbone to conquer the banking world, which was still dominated by men even in 2013. Sarah knew Brenda had done more than enough to earn termination, but the Sarah's bank had recently landed big account. A few months back, The Facility opened. To everyone's surprise, it did terrific business. The owners of The Facility shopped around to various banks, and finally decided on First National. The owners, Robert and Carol, liked Sarah's straight shooter approach to banking and in dealing with employees. Carol mentioned in passing to Sarah, that if Sarah had any employees, who need a spanking, The Facility would give Sarah's employee a spanking session on the house.

Brenda sat nervously in conference room, awaiting the arrival of Sarah. Brenda was dressed in a white blouse, hair in a ponytail, a knee length black skirt and sheer pantyhose. Brenda loved how these felt against her skin, especially after she would freshly shave her legs and pussy. Brenda 'forgot' to put on panties or a thong. Her thinking was if she were fired, she would go home and masturbate through the stockings to make herself feel better. And if she wasn't fired she would get to spend the day at work feeling her stockings rub against her bare pussy and then go home and masturbate. Either way, she would win. Brenda was shocked back to reality when Sarah walked in with a laptop. Sarah didn't even look at Brenda. Sarah opened her laptop, the clicking of the keys of the keyboard were the only sounds in the room. Finally, Sarah spoke, without looking at Brenda.

"It seems you are having a rough few days here at the bank. "

"Well..." stammered Brenda.

"Not only have you make numerous errors in standard banking transactions, resulting the a loss of $1000 for the bank. You were also caught reading spanking stories on your phone. Mind you, I don't pay you to lose money. Nor do I pay you to read such things while at work," Sarah said sternly.

Brenda looked down. She felt like she was a small child being scolded.

"Therefore, as a result of your errors and inappropriate behavior at work, First National Bank has no choice but to cut ties with you as our employee. Clear out your desk," Sarah said.

"NO! Please I really need this job. I'll do anything! Please give me another chance,' sobbed Brenda.

Sarah smiled. She turned her laptop and showed Brenda the website for The Facility.

"Since you are so desperate to keep your job, you may pay for your transgressions with a visit to The Facility. Where you will be stripped naked, paraded around naked, spanked and put on display for everyone to see. At the end of your spanking, you will have to stand with your freshly spanked bottom on display with a sign around your neck telling everyone that you are the worst employee of the month at First National Bank. You will then report to my office where you will show me your punished bottom and show how grateful you are for your spanking," explained Sarah.

Brenda stared at Sarah, her mouth open, shocked at what just transpired. She wanted to say something, say that she will sue the bank for harassment or something. Instead, Brenda said nothing.

"Take 5 minutes, and look at the website for The Facility. Think over the deal on the table, which I think is more than fair, and let me know your decision at the end of business today," stated Sarah.

With that, Sarah slid the laptop to Brenda. Sarah got up and left Brenda alone in the conference room with the laptop.

"Be fired or take a spanking? How can I find a new job, if they know why I was fired? I have no choice, I need to take the spanking," thought Brenda.

Brenda explored The Facility's website. There were testimonials from 'satisfied' clients as well as a description of various spankings offered. It seemed like The Facility could do just about any type of spanking the client needed. Lastly, there was a meet the spankers section. It gave a short bio for each of the 3 spankers at The Facility. Brenda closed the laptop and left the conference room, her head was spinning with everything that had happened. She was thankful she was having lunch that day with her good friend, Laura. Brenda could at least get some advice from her.

*****Lunch time************

Brenda slid into the booth of a restaurant, Laura was already there waiting. Laura was slightly older, with short brown hair. She was nearly 5 feet 10 inches tall with C cup breasts and a flat ass.

"So? How did your meeting go with Sarah?" inquired Laura.

"Terrible. I have to either have an appointment at The Facility or I am fired."

"You mean to tell me your boss wants you to get spanked?"

"Yes and after I have to show her my spanked ass I have to thank her for allowing me to get punished. What do you gather that means?"

"Well, if you were my employee I would spank you everyday, but that's just because I know you have a secret fetish for it."

Brenda kicked Laura's leg under the table, causing the glasses, plates to jump.

"See? It's that type of naughty behavior that earns bratty girls a red bottom. And I think it's about time your pale bottom finally got some color," teased Laura.

Brenda could feel her pussy tingle with delight. Laura was right, she had longed for a spanking, but never had the courage to ask for one. Maybe she acted out in the hopes someone would give her what she deserved?

"Laura, what do you think Sarah meant by me showing her gratitude for my punishment?" asked Brenda.

"She probably wants you to lick her to orgasm. You do have a talented tongue. Don't pretend you didn't lick my pussy when we were in college," Laura said seductively.

"So you are saying that after I am spanked and humiliated at The Facility, I will have to go back to the bank and eat out some cougar's pussy?!" exclaimed Brenda.

"Pretend you don't love it. Just think, if your tongue is good enough, maybe you will get a raise," said Laura.

"You are so funny," un-amused Brenda said.

Brenda throw some cash on the table and quickly left the restaurant before Laura could tease her anymore. Deep down in Brenda's inner being, she knew this is what she had craved for years.

Upon returning to the bank, Brenda knocked on Sarah's office door.

"Come," said Sarah.

"How cliché," thought Brenda.

Brenda opened the door and entered into Sarah's office.

"I take it, you have reached a decision?" asked Sarah.

"Yes, Ma'am. What do I need to do to make the appointment at The Facility?"

Sarah picked up the phone and dialed a number. Sarah hit another button to put the phone on speaker and placed the phone back on the receiver. Brenda could hear the phone ring; her heart was pounding in her chest.

"Thank you for calling The Facility, this is Cassandra, how may I help you?" asked a sweet voice.

"Cassandra, it's Sarah from First National. I'd like to schedule an appointment for an employee of mine. She has been very bad and needs a real punishment spanking."

"We can most certainly take care of her naughty bottom," replied Cassandra.

"Good, you are on speaker. The girl's name is Brenda," said Sarah.

"Very good. I just need Brenda to state this is accepting this punishment designed by you Sarah because of her shortcomings at work," stated Cassandra.

"I....er....am willing to take my spanking as directed by Sarah," said a stammering Brenda.

"Very good. Sarah, what do you want Brenda to take?" said Cassandra.

"I'd like to have Miss Kate spank her over the knee with her hand to warm her up. Next with the school paddle, belt and finish her punishment with cane. I understand many of the clients are allowed sexual release after their spanking; Brenda is not to have that. Is that clear?" stated Sarah.

"Brenda will be a very good girl after Miss Kate is done with her. Brenda, you may your appointment is for 6 PM this evening," said Cassandra.

Sarah glanced at the clock. It was 1 o'clock.

"May I send Brenda over now? This way she can sit in the spanking waiting room for a few hours. I fear if she actually tries to do work for me, she will cost me more money," inquired Sarah.

"By all means," replied Cassandra.

"Brenda, any questions?" asked Sarah.

"No, Ma'am," said Brenda.

"Very well. I'll see you after your session," said Sarah as she hung up her phone.

************Brenda's arrival at The Facility*********************

Brenda walked into The Facility and checked in at the receptionist's desk.

"Hello Brenda, I'm Cassandra. Although we spoke on the phone, you need to sign these consent forms. Return them to me when you are done," said Cassandra as she handed some forms to Brenda.

Brenda took the forms and quickly read through them. At the very bottom of the last page in bold and italic letters said the following statement: THE FACILITY BELIEVES IN SAFE, SANE AND CONSENSUAL EXPLORATION. IF FOR ANY REASON YOUR SESSION BECOMES TOO MUCH FOR YOU, THE AUTOMATIC SAFE WORD TO END ANY SESSION IS RED.

Brenda signed and returned the forms to Cassandra. Before Brenda could sit back down a door opened and a brunette with long hair called out Brenda's name. Brenda followed her a door labeled changing room.

"You are a unique case. Typically, the spankees strips naked. You will keep your sheer pantyhose on. Sarah has indicated she wants Miss Kate to strip you of your last shred of clothing after your warm up spanking. Do you have any questions and don't forget your safe word," said the brunette.

"No and I won't forget it," said a very nervous Brenda.

The changing room was a completely different world. The redness of the bottoms was intense. The amount of nudity was overwhelming. Brenda felt out of place as she stripped down to just her sheer pantyhose. For some reason, Brenda would have felt more comfortable completely naked, but being forced to wear something made her stand out. It was clear this was part of her punishment.

Brenda opened the door to the Spanking Waiting Room and a blonde with green eyes met her instantly.

"I will now take you and tie you to a chair. You won't be able to cover anything up, which adds a dose of humiliation to the spankees. In addition, it prevents any unauthorized sexual contact from taking place," she said with a tone of boredom in her voice.

For the next 3 hours, Brenda had to watch as male after male and female after female was led naked to the spanking rooms. Each one returned with a red bottom, tears on their face. Some had to stand on the scaffold, which was still in the middle of the room, with a plug in their ass. Several returned wearing chastity devices. This whole scene made Brenda ever more turned on, but she could do nothing to relieve the growing ache in her pussy. To make matters worse, her sheer pantyhose showed off her wetness very well.

Finally, after 3 hours of visual torment, Brenda heard her name.

"So this is the naughty Brenda. The one Sarah is having so much trouble with?" said Miss Kate.

Typically, Kate wore a black tank top with a black leather mini skirt. This gave her freedom to move freely while spanking her clients and remain cool, but to also look very sexy. However, Sarah had requested Kate wear only high waist sheer pantyhose when spanking Brenda. Miss Kate's B cup breasts were on display, her perfect body seemed to exist only to tease Brenda even more.

Kate quickly untied Brenda and led her through the spanking rooms door. Brenda was lost in a fog. She could hardly believe what was happening. At the end of the hall, Kate opened a door and led Brenda into Kate's spanking room. Already waiting on the desk was a wooden paddle with holes in it, a leather belt and a cane. The sight of these brought Brenda out of her daze and she soon realized what was about to happen to her. That her pale bottom was going to be very red and sore very soon.

"Stand with your hands on your head," barked Miss Kate.

Brenda complied. She felt totally exposed.

"Sarah has filled me in on how naughty you have been. This is a punishment spanking, meaning you are not to have an orgasm. If you feel you are about to have one, say yellow. If you orgasm without permission, your entire punishment starts over. Understand?"

"Yes, Miss Kate."

Miss Kate had moved a chair to the center of the room and sat on it with her sheer pantyhose clad legs crossed. She sat there and stared sternly at Brenda. Brenda could feel the penetrating gaze of Miss Kate. Brenda wanted to find a rock to crawl under. Finally, Miss Kate spoke.

"Brenda, over my knee."

Miss Kate helped Brenda get over her knee. Brenda could feel the slickness of the Miss Kate's lap. It felt comfortable and inviting. Suddenly...

SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT

Miss Kate's hand exploded on Brenda's pantyhose clad bottom. Brenda was amazed on how much the hand spanking stung. It hurt, but not enough to cry out. Instead, she was breathing heavy.

SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT

"You cost First National $1000," scolded Miss Kate as her iron hand spanked Brenda.

"I'm sorry...."Brenda said hanging her head.

SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT

"No honey, you aren't sorry yet," Miss Kate said sweetly.

SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT

"Stand up," said Miss Kate sternly.

Brenda stood up. Her bottom was burning. Before she could realize what has happening, Miss Kate was lowering Brenda's pantyhose. Soon Brenda was standing completely naked, with a pink bottom in front of Miss Kate.

"Bend over the desk and spread your legs wide," said Miss Kate who was still in her sheer pantyhose.

Brenda complied, knowing she had no escape. Soon, Brenda was bent over the desk spread eagle. She saw Miss Kate pick up the wooden school paddle. Miss Kate swung it through the air, letting Brenda hear the whistling sound it made. Miss Kate tapped the paddle against the newly naked Brenda.

WHOOSH THWACK WHOOSH THWACK WHOOSH THWACK

"OW! That hurts! I'm sorry!" screamed Brenda.

Miss Kate walked around the desk so Brenda could see all of Miss Kate.

"You are getting was you deserve. You have been completely irresponsible and this is the consequence for your terrible behavior," scolded Miss Kate.

Miss Kate moved behind Brenda again.

WHOOSH THWACK WHOOSH THWACK WHOOSH THWACK WHOOSH THWACK

Brenda pleaded and begged with each stroke of the paddle. Making every promise to be a good girl and good employee. All of her pleading fell on deaf ears.

"Legs together. It is time for the belt. I will start at the top of your bottom and slowly work my way to your thighs and then back to the top of your bottom," said Miss Kate coldy.

Brenda sobbed. She was crying uncontrollably. Miss Kate picked up the leather belt and snapped it, causing Brenda to cry harder.

Slowly, relentlessly Miss Kate brought the leather belt across Brenda's very red bottom. With each stroke of the belt, Brenda hung her head lower. Knowing her actions brought her to this current state of humiliation.

Finally, after 5 minutes, Miss Kate put the leather belt down.

"Brenda, lay on the desk and lift your legs. This is how you are going to get 6 of the cane. Immediately following the cane, you will do your public corner time. Clear?" said Miss Kate.

All Brenda could do was nod as she lay on the desk and lifted her legs. Through her tear soaked eyes she could see Miss Kate swing the cane through the air. Brenda thought she was humiliated before, but this position was the worst yet. With her legs in the air, the skin on her ass was stretched making the belting burn more and she could feel the air of the room on her drenched pussy.

Miss Kate tapped the cane on Brenda's sore bottom.

THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK

Brenda screamed with each stroke of the cane. As each stroke taught her her lesson, Brenda was sobbing, crying and very sorry. Miss Kate quickly put the cane down and pulled Brenda off the desk.

"Corner time," Miss Kate said.

As Miss Kate led Brenda back to the spanking waiting room, all Brenda could do was sob and keep saying how sorry she was. Once in the spanking waiting room, Miss Kate helped Brenda up the stairs of the scaffold. Miss Kate placed a sign around Brenda's neck reading, "WORST EMPLOYEE OF THE MONTH FOR FIRST NATIONAL BANK." Brenda stood there on the scaffold, hands on head, cane marked ass on display for 20 minutes.

"Brenda, you may get dressed now," said Miss Kate.

"Thank you, Miss Kate," said Brenda.

Brenda got back into the changing room and went back to her locker. She opened it and found her clothes were gone. Instead there was a trench coat and a note. The note read, "Report to my office immediately. ~Sarah"

Brenda put the trench coat on and raced out of The Facility. Sitting was near impossible in the car. Brenda fought through the pain with more tears and sobs on the drive back to the bank. After parking, Brenda rushed into the building, hoping no one would see her. She made her way to the back offices, where Sarah's office was located. She knocked on Sarah's office door.

"Come," said Sarah.

Brenda opened the door and walked in.

"Stop. Lose the trench coat. Then walk over here and show me your bottom," said Sarah, all the while she was sitting at her desk.

For the second time that day, Brenda found a new level of humiliation as she stripped in front of her boss. She walked over to Sarah's desk with her eyes downcast. Once at the desk, Brenda turned and presented her freshly spanked bottom to Sarah.

"I see Miss Kate did a thorough job on your naughty bottom," said Sarah seductively as her fingers caressed Brenda's bottom.

"Yes, Ma'am," said Brenda sounding very submissive.

"There is only one thing left for you to do," said Sarah.

Sarah stood up, hiked up her skirt, sat back in her chair and spread her legs wide.

"Show me how grateful you are for still having a job," said Sarah.

Brenda dropped to her knees and crawled between Sarah's legs. Sarah had a perfectly landscaped triangle patch of hair just above her pussy. Sarah's juices flowed freely over Brenda's face. Brenda's tongue darted in and out of Sarah's pussy. Brenda nibbled on Sarah's pussy lips and sucked hard on Sarah's clit. Brenda found Sarah's scent intoxicating and very arousing. Brenda forced her face deeper into Sarah's pussy, trying to show her boss what a good girl she could be. To show her how thankful she was for her spanking. Sarah unbuttoned her shirt and exposed her tits. Sarah used on hand to play with her nipples while she stroked Brenda's hair.

"Are you ready for my cum juices?" asked a panting Sarah.

All Brenda could do is give Sarah those bedroom eyes. Sarah came hard as Brenda played with her clit with her tongue. Sarah's eyes rolled back in her head, her hips gyrated into Brenda's face. Brenda obediently licked up all the juices from Sarah's pussy and then move to licking up Sarah's inner thighs.




The Facility Ch. 06



Chapter 6: The Dungeon


Tim and Vanessa's relationship blossomed. They became frequent clients of The Facility. Their sessions almost became routine. They would make small chat with Cassandra, be taken to the Changing Room, handcuffed together in the Spanking Waiting Room. Miss Kate would take them to her Spanking Room where she would spank them with a variety of wickedly delicious implements. Together, Tim and Vanessa felt the twase, flogger, and small whips in addition to the usual paddle, belt, and cane. They would be worked into such frenzy that Miss Kate started controlling their orgasms, having to give them permission to orgasm. Of course, they would do their scaffold time. The loved being naked with their freshly punished bottoms on displayed in front of others. They would go back to Vanessa's house and they would fuck for hours. Tim and Vanessa never felt so alive or sexually fulfilled and they had The Facility to thank. However, Miss Kate had plans to take Tim and Vanessa to a whole new level of pain and pleasure, Tim and Vanessa just didn't know it yet.

Vanessa and Tim were eating at their favorite spot, Blues' Diner. After all, it was here where their relationship started. They were sitting gingerly in their booth when Miss Kate walked into the diner. Vanessa and Tim did not see her, as they were lost in their own conversation. Miss Kate noticed her favorite clients right away.

'I must be losing my touch, you two seem to be sitting all too easily,' said Miss Kate.

Tim and Vanessa's heads snapped to the side, startled to hear Miss Kate's voice. They were even more surprised to see her wearing jeans and t-shirt, very casual for Miss Kate.

'Miss Kate...what are you doing here,' stammered Vanessa.

'Blues' has the best cherry pie. I always try to stop by before or after work. Punishing naughty bottoms makes one very hungry,' replied Miss Kate.

'Please join us,' said Tim.

'Thank you,' replied Miss Kate as she slid into the booth next to Vanessa.

'I'm glad I ran into you two. There is something I would like to discuss with you two,' stated Miss Kate.

'What is it? Do we get a free session? Do we get to spank each other?' asked a clearly excited Tim.

'Spank each other? Perhaps at some point in the future. But The Facility is adding a fully stocked dungeon for our clients. It will open in a week and after speaking with Carol and Robert about who should be the first visitors to it, we all agreed it should be you two,' said Miss Kate as she sipped on some coffee left by the waitress.

'Who would be in charge of us while we are in the dungeon?' asked Vanessa, the tone of her voice indicated she was intrigued by the idea.

'As usual, your choice. Robert, Carol and I have all been trained on how to best inflict punishment as well as pleasure. Of course, the typical consent forms are still needed with the usual safe words,' said Miss Kate.

'I'm in. It would be quite the honor to be the first visitors to the new dungeon. Are you game Tim?' inquired Vanessa.

'Sure, I don't see why not. I mean, it will just be a more intense spanking session and if things get too crazy, there is always the safe word.'

'Very well, but I have a small surprise for you two,' stated Miss Kate slyly.

'Surprise?" ask Tim.

'Yes, you two need to be locked into chastity until your session in the dungeon. We talked it over at The Facility and came to the conclusion we want our clients sexually frustrated. If the client is sexually frustrated they will be more obedient in the hopes of getting out. Are you two still in?'

"Yes," said Tim and Vanessa.

'Very good. Pay for the food then come over to The Facility to get your chastity belts on,' said Miss Kate sternly.

'Yes, Miss Kate,' said Vanessa and Tim as they threw some money on the table.

They followed Miss Kate out of Blues' and walked the block over to The Facility.

All three walked in and were greeted warmly by Cassandra, the receptionist.

'Good news, Cassandra! Tim and Vanessa agreed to be our first clients for the dungeon!' said Miss Kate

'Splendid! I'll go get their chastity belts,' said Cassandra giggling.

'Right, you two to the Changing Room. Strip naked. I'll meet you in the Spanking Waiting Room to put your belts on,' said Miss Kate.

Tim and Vanessa went to the Changing Room and stripped.

'This could be a long, painful week, Vanessa,' said Tim as he stripped naked.

'I know. I will miss your cock in my pussy and in my mouth and in my ass. I guess I will just miss your cock. But just think how great it will feel in a week,' said Vanessa.

They walked hand in hand from the Changing Room to the Spanking Waiting Room. There stood Miss Kate with a male and female chastity belt. She led Tim and Vanessa to the scaffold and admired her first two clients for the dungeon. She enjoyed spanking and watching them pleasure each other, and in a week, she will have them so sexually frustrated she will get endless pleasure from them. The thought made her pussy twitchy.

Miss Kate knelt and slipped the chastity belt onto Vanessa. Its cold steel made Vanessa shiver. Hearing the lock click made Vanessa's pussy ache. She tried sucking in her stomach and sliding her hand down the front of the belt, but it was of no use. There was no way for her to get to her pussy. While Vanessa was busy exploring her new belt, Miss Kate was putting Tim in his belt. Tim was locked in a CB3000 chastity belt. Miss Kate took the keys for the locks and hung them on the wall of the Spanking Waiting Room.

'Now you two are locked and there are only two ways of getting out. The first way, is the day of your session, provided you are good and obedient. The second way is a medical emergency. While the purpose of The Facility is to explore fantasies, we want to do is sanely. If you have a medical emergency, call Laura. She is a client of ours and she is a nurse at County General. However, if you fake a medical emergency to get out of your belts, you will regret it. Any questions?" asked Miss Kate.

Both Tim and Vanessa shook their heads no.

'Very well. Get dressed and I will see you two in a week,' said Miss Kate as she walked through the Spanking Rooms door.

Tim and Vanessa briefly explored each other's chastity belt, seeing if there was a way to pleasure each other. It was of no use. They were locked in tight.

Over the next week, Vanessa and Tim became increasingly frustrated. They slept less. They ate less. They were short with each other. In a desperate attempt at pleasure, Vanessa used a dildo in her ass. Praying for an orgasm. It backfired and just made her pussy ache even more. After doing some research on line, Tim tried to milk his prostate with a dildo. Like Vanessa, it failed and only left him more frustrated. He clawed at his belt, hoping it would break. It didn't. The phone rang, breaking Vanessa and Tim from their frustration.

'Hello, Tim. It's Cassandra from The Facility.'

"Hi Cassandra,' said Tim clearly frustrated.

'By your tone of voice, you are beyond sexually frustrated. That is good. This call is to confirm your session with Miss Kate in the dungeon tomorrow. You and Vanessa are to arrive at 9 and your session will start at a time to be determined by Miss Kate,' said Cassandra.

'What do you mean 'to be determined'? Asked Tim.

'Miss Kate wants to make sure you two are frustrated enough before she starts. So you might have extended waiting time in the Spanking Waiting Room,' replied Cassandra.

'I guess, complaining would be of no use. We will see you tomorrow,' replied Tim.

****************The Next Morning*********************

Tim and Vanessa awoke the next morning after a restless night's sleep. All they had for breakfast was some coffee.

'I can't wait to touch my pussy again. I want this fucking thing off,' said Vanessa.

'I think I will do just about anything to please Miss Kate. I just want this infernal thing off', said Tim.

They left Vanessa's house early in the hopes of getting out of their chastity sooner. The drive to The Facility seemed to take forever. As if the entire world was conspiring to keep them in their chastity. Tim parked the car and Vanessa bolted from the car to the doors of The Facility. She was already inside by the time Tim was out of the car. Tim ran to catch up.

'Well, aren't you two here extra early,' said Cassandra smiling, we have your consent and paperwork all filled out so proceed to the Changing Room.'

They nearly sprinted down the hall to the Changing Room, hoping that release was within reach. Once in the Changing Room, they stripped quickly and entered the Spanking Waiting Room.

'Welcome naughty ones, are you two sexually frustrated,' inquired Miss Kate.

Miss Kate usually wore a black mini skirt with a black tank top; however, this time Miss Kate was wearing a black corset, only a black corset. The corset pushed her tits up and accented her hips. She had a perfectly trimmed landing strip above her pussy.

'Do you like?' asked Miss Kate.

All Vanessa and Tim could do is nod their heads yes. They both felt a surge of agony run through their groins as they were still locked in chastity.

'Tim, follow me," stated Miss Kate strictly.

Tim followed to the corner of the Spanking Waiting Room. Miss Kate handcuffed his hands behind him. She then attached leg cuffs to his ankles.

'Kneel,' she said.

Tim obediently followed. Miss Kate then attacked a collar to Tim's neck. She attached a 4-foot chain to Tim's collar and attached the other end to a D Ring on the wall. To finish Tim's bondage, Miss Kate attached a chain linking the handcuffs and the leg cuffs together. Tim was stuck and had no chance of escape.

Miss Kate then turned her attention to Vanessa. Miss Kate led Vanessa to the scaffold in the middle of the room. Vanessa sat down on the scaffold in an upright position with her legs extended. Miss Kate used a chain to create a breast harness on Vanessa. Next, Miss Kate attached metal cuffs to each of Vanessa's hands and locked them to the side of her chastity belt. Miss Kate put a red ball gag into Vanessa's mouth. Lastly, Vanessa's ankles were cuffed together. Vanessa whimpered into her gag while she pulled on her bonds. Like Tim, she was hopeless stuck in her bondage.

For the next two hours, Tim and Vanessa were stuck in their bondage. Helpless as they watched others enter the Spanking Waiting Room and return to it freshly spanked and sexually satisfied. Tim's cock was constantly pushing against his chastity belt, every trick Tim tried to calm himself did not work. Tim needed release. Vanessa felt her pussy juices oozing over her belt; she drooled uncontrollably from the gag.

Finally, Miss Kate returned to the Spanking Waiting Room. Silently, she undid the restraints on Tim and Vanessa. She led them by the hand through the Spanking Rooms door. Still without speaking, the walked down the familiar hallway of the spankings rooms until they reached the end of the hall. They arrived at a door that said The Dungeon. They entered.

The Dungeon was bigger than all the other rooms at The Facility. It had a St. Andrews' Cross; whipping post, queen size bed with bedposts. On the walls hung a variety of implements of pain. Floggers, canes, paddles, whips as well as dildos, vibrators and clamps all adorned the walls.

"Stand facing each other," said Miss Kate harshly.

Tim and Vanessa faced each other. Miss Kate once again bound their hands behind their backs. She then attached a nipple clamp to Tim's right nipple and the other end to Vanessa's left nipple. Then repeated the process with the other nipples.

"Now, don't you two look cute,' said Miss Kate while she was picking up a flogger.

She twirled it around, letting Vanessa and Tim see it. Miss Kate moved behind Vanessa. Miss Kate aimed for Vanessa's upper back. Her aim was perfect as the flogger licked Vanessa's back. The sound of snapping leather filled the dungeon. After each blow of the flogger, Vanessa let out a moan. Vanessa moved with each jolt of the flogger, causing pain in her tits and in Tim's nipples. After several minutes of flogging, Vanessa's upper back was striped red from the flogger. She was panting heavily, but the clamps were still attached to both of them.

'Very good, Vanessa. You took the flogger very well. Little Timmy needs some punishment now,' said Miss Kate as she switched the flogger for a paddle.

She moved behind Tim and soon the repetitive sound of the thumping paddle filled the room. Tim was soon doing the spanking dance. In his dancing around, he ripped the nipple clamps off of Vanessa.

'Gahhh....' Yelled Vanessa in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

Miss Kate put the paddle down. She led Tim over to the St. Andrews' Cross and strapped him in. She knelt at his chastity belt and took the key from the chain that was around her wrist. She unlocked his cock. Tim's cock sprang to a full hard on instantly. Next Miss Kate pulled the clamps off Tim's nipples. He groaned in pain but his cock was hard.

'Tim since you yanked the clamps off of Vanessa with your little spanking dance, you get to watch Vanessa pleasure me. Yes, your cock is free, but you have no way of touch it,' said Miss Kate as she gently stroked Tim's cock.

Tim gasped and groaned as Miss Kate teasingly touched him. Vanessa looked on longingly, wanting to be out of her chastity belt. After a few strokes of Tim's cock, Miss Kate turned her attention to Vanessa. She attached a Hitachi magic wand to the inner thigh of Vanessa. The head of wand was pressed firmly against Vanessa's chastity belt. Miss Kate turned the wand on; the sound of vibrating metal filled the room. Vanessa felt the vibrator pulsate against her chastity belt; it was enough to tease her, but not enough to have an orgasm.

'If you want to get out of your chastity Vanessa, you will lick my pussy,' said Miss Kate as she sat on the queen size bed spreading her legs. Her right hand teasing her clit while the left beckoned Vanessa over.

Vanessa got on her kneels between Miss Kate's legs. The magic wand on her own pussy was relentless and she craved release. Vanessa took a deep breath of Miss Kate's scent and started licking Miss Kate's pussy lips. Vanessa kissed, sucked, and licked her way up Miss Kate's pussy to her clit. Vanessa took Miss Kate's clit her in her mouth and rolled it over her teeth and tongue. Miss Kate panted with pleasure.

'Enjoying the show, Tim?' asked Miss Kate between gasps of pleasure.

'Very much, Miss Kate.'

As Vanessa continued to lick and suck on Miss Kate's pussy, she slipped two fingers into Miss Kate's pussy. It was wet, tight and very warm. Miss Kate's hips bucked with each thrust in of Vanessa's fingers, combined with the talented tongue of Vanessa, Miss Kate was already feeling her orgasm build.

'Naughty Vanessa must really want out of her chastity,' Miss Kate said coolly.

All Vanessa did was nod her head as her tongue continued to explore Miss Kate's clit and pussy.

Despite Miss Kate wanting to hold her orgasm, she couldn't, the pleasure was just too much. Miss Kate's hips gyrated all over Vanessa's face as she cam. She moaned, panted and screamed with delight as Vanessa took her over the edge. Vanessa lapped up all of Miss Kate's pussy juices and kissed Miss Kate's pussy. After several minutes of recovery, Miss Kate sat up.

"Would you like out of your chastity, Vanessa?" asked Miss Kate looking down at a still kneeling Vanessa.

'Yes, Miss.'

'Stand up and lay on the bed,' said Miss Kate.

Vanessa stood up and lay on the bed. Miss Kate turned off the magic wand. She then tied Vanessa's wrists to the bed posts above her head and her ankles to the remaining bedposts. She was tied spread eagle. Finally, Miss Kate unlocked the chastity belt. Vanessa felt totally exposed, humiliated, but her pussy craved to be touched. When Vanessa was all tied up, Miss Kate blew gently on Vanessa's swollen pussy, causing Vanessa to moan loudly. At which point, Miss Kate gagged Vanessa with a red ball gag.

'You two are free from your chastity, but yet, still no orgasms. I have some things to take care of and I will be back in a bit,' said Miss Kate as she left the room.

All Tim and Vanessa could do is stare at each other, each in their own bondage, helpless. They had no hope of touching each other or themselves. They had no hope of an orgasm, the orgasm they had been waiting a week for.

After a half hour of waiting, Miss Kate returned to the room. She was naked; except for the strap on she was now wearing. The plastic cock was 7 inches long.

Miss Kate released Tim from the St. Andrew's Cross and had him bend over the bed so his headrest on Vanessa's stomach.

'Try to relax Little Timmy,' said Miss Kate as she teased his asshole opening with her strap on.

She gently pushed it into him. He groaned in pain, his eyes wincing. Miss Kate slapped his ass as she found her rhythm. Tim felt the strap on violate him deeper and deeper. Tim stared at Vanessa's swollen pussy lips as the pain from the strap on started to turn to pleasure. After what seemed like forever, Miss Kate reached for Tim's cock. It was oozing pre cum. She got some on her fingers and tasted it.

'Yummy. Timmy has some good tasting pre cum,' said Miss Kate.

Miss Kate pulled out of Tim's ass.

'Tim, fuck Vanessa. Make sure she is full satisfied,' Miss Kate said sternly.

Tim quickly scrambled onto the bed and pushed his cock into Vanessa's eager pussy. She was very wet. As Tim entered Vanessa, her eyes grew big as her pussy remembered the feeling of having a cock in it. Vanessa started to hump her hips in time to Tim's thrusts. Vanessa moaned through her gag. She felt an orgasm was close. Tim was like a machine, his hard cock moving in and out, filling her pussy. Vanessa felt her orgasm explode, ripping through her body. Her eyes rolled back in her head, she bit down hard on the gag, screaming into it with pleasure.

'Don't stop Tim. Keep fucking her,' yelled Miss Kate.

Tim kept up his pace. He kept fucking Vanessa. The bound Vanessa could do nothing except lie there and get fucked. Soon orgasm after orgasm was pulsing through her body. A week's worth of sexual frustration was being released at once, and she couldn't stop the orgasms.

'MISS KATE, MAY I CUM!' yelled Tim.

'Pull out and cum on Vanessa's tits,' instructed Miss Kate.

Tim pulled out of Vanessa's pussy, his cock drenched in her juices. He knelt beside her and jerked his cock over her tits. Soon thick streams of white cum were spurting out of Tim's cock as he yelled with pleasure. Vanessa's tits were covered in a week's worth of cum. Tim knelt beside Vanessa panting, exhausted.

Before either of them could notice, Miss Kate had slipped Vanessa's chastity belt back on. She motioned for Tim and soon he was back in chastity as well. Miss Kate undid Vanessa's bondage and soon both were kneeling as the feet of Miss Kate.

"You may think we are done, but we are not. Actually, you are far from it. You two are my toys, until I am satisfied,' said Miss Kate.

Tim and Vanessa looked at each other worried. Tim's cum was dripping off of Vanessa's tits, her hair was a mess and she wanted to sleep.

"There are two cages on opposite corners of the room. Each of you crawls into one. That is your new home for a while,' said Miss Kate as she led Vanessa to her cage.

Miss Kate locked in Vanessa and repeated the process with Tim.

'Get some rest slaves, we have some more fun ahead of us,' said Miss Kate as she turned off the lights and left the room. Leaving Tim and Vanessa in total darkness.



The Facility Ch. 07



When Miss Kate left The Dungeon, she was feeling quite proud of herself. The first clients to The Dungeon had been locked in chastity for a week, flogged, paddled, and put in predicament bondage. In addition, Miss Kate had Vanessa lick her pussy, followed by Miss Kate pegging Tim and finally some bondage fucking. Miss Kate then locked them back in chastity and left the two clients in cages in the dark. 

Miss Kate slipped on a white cotton robe as she made her way to the receptionist desk. She picked up the phone and dialed a number. The phone rang once.

'Tell me things are going as planned,' said a stern female voice.

'Yes, Ma'am. They should be ready for you at your leisure,' replied Miss Kate.

'Very good. Given how they are still in The Dungeon, send in other clients to tease them. I think Cassandra would get them both riled up nicely. Call me when you are done with Cassandra,' said the female voice.

"Your instructions will be carried out,' said Miss Kate.



The line went dead. Miss Kate turned to the receptionist, Cassandra. Cassandra was a short, brunette, about 5'2, maybe 100 pounds and had painful obvious fake tits. 

'She wants you to tease them, Cassandra,' said Miss Kate coolly.

'Mmmme?' a surprised Cassandra asked.

Miss Kate nodded.

'I have never interacted with the clients beyond this area. What am I supposed to do?' a bewildered Cassandra asked.

'They are both locked in chastity; they are both locked in cages. You know what toys we have. You are instructed to tease them. So, you can keep them in chastity, and it is your choice if you want to let them out of the cages,' said Miss Kate trying to encourage Cassandra.

Cassandra could not deny she was always envious of the spankers at The Facility. They got to see all these people naked, they got to spank people and they got to help people get off. 

'I think I have an idea, Miss Kate,' said Cassandra.

Miss Kate raised an eye. Waiting for hear what the hesitant receptionist had to say.

'You take me into The Dungeon and spank me in front of them. Of course, I am naked. After we see what new toys have arrived and play,' said Cassandra, her voice growing in excitement. 

Upon hearing Cassandra's plan, Miss Kate dropped her robe. She was still in here black corset. 

'Strip, right here Cassandra,' said Miss Kate.

Cassandra blushed. She didn't think she would have to strip at her desk. Her eyes darted to the waiting area. Thankfully, it was a lull part of the day and no one was in the waiting room. Cassandra unbuttoned her blouse and slipped of her black dress slacks. She was wearing matching white bra and panties. 

'You didn't lie, your bra and panties match the color of your shirt,' said a laughing Miss Kate.

'Yes, Ma'am. Always.'

Cassandra unhooked her bra. Her double d tits were fully exposed. 

'Holy shit, Cassandra! Whoever did your boob job did a fantastic job!' exclaimed Miss Kate. 

'Thank you, Miss Kate,' said Cassandra, as she put her hands behind her head.

"Do you want me to take your panties off?' inquired Miss Kate.

All Cassandra could do is nod. Miss Kate slipped down Cassandra's white panties. Cassandra kept her pussy shaved. She felt so humiliated, being naked at her workstation, but her pussy was beginning to pulsate. Miss Kate took Cassandra by the arm and led her to The Dungeon. 

To get to The Dungeon, Cassandra was led naked through the Changing Room, the Spanking Waiting Room and down the Spanking Rooms hallway. Cassandra wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear, but at the same time, the rush of being helpless was such a turn on. Miss Kate stopped just outside the door to The Dungeon.

'Your spanking will be very light. I will only use my hand. Remember the point is to tease Vanessa and Tim. Remember, the safe word is still RED. Nod if you understand Cassandra.'

Cassandra nodded.

Miss Kate flipped a switch on the outside of The Dungeon causing the lights inside to turn on. Miss Kate opened the door and led Cassandra inside.

'Go display yourself for Vanessa and Tim, slut,' barked Miss Kate to Cassandra.

Cassandra went and stood at the front of Vanessa's cage. Cassandra could see the chastity belt on Vanessa. She could see the dried cum on Vanessa's tits. Cassandra stood on display at the cage. Her hands were on her head. She legs were shoulder width apart. Miss Kate fondled Cassandra's tits.

'Don't you think Cassandra is very sexy, Vanessa,' asked Miss Kate.

Vanessa nodded as Miss Kate's hands wondered down Cassandra's stomach to her bare pussy. 

'Cassandra is a good slut, so she still has access to her pussy. Hmmm, it is warm, and tight,' teased Miss Kate as she pulled her finger out of Cassandra's pussy. 

Miss Kate stuck her finger into Vanessa's cage.

'Clean it,' snarled Miss Kate.

Vanessa greedily sucked on Miss Kate's finger. Vanessa could taste Cassandra's juices on her tongue. Cassandra tasted sweet. 

'Does Cassandra-slut taste good?' asked Miss Kate.

Vanessa nodded.

Miss Kate roughly grabbed Cassandra's nipples and pulled her over to Tim's cage. 

'Cassandra-slut, look at Little Timmy's locked cock! That is his punishment for being a naughty boy!' Miss Kate said sternly. 

'Miss Kate, may I kneel and play with my pussy in front of Little Timmy?' asked Cassandra. 

'Yes, Cassandra-slut,' said Miss Kate.

Cassandra knelt and spread her legs. Her bare pussy was inches from Tim. She licked her fingers and moved her hand to her clearly wet pussy. She rubbed slowly, gently. Her mouth was slightly agape and her nipples hardened as she rubbed. After a few minutes of rubbing, Cassandra sucked her fingers clean of her pussy juices. It was clear that Tim's locked cock was straining against his chastity belt.

'Vanessa, another woman is turning on your man! I think Cassandra should be punished!' exclaimed Miss Kate.

Vanessa could do nothing but try to deny her own urges. How she was feeling turned on my watching Cassandra tease her man. 

'Cassandra-slut, stand up!' yelled Miss Kate.

Cassandra stood, her arms folded behind her, legs spread. Miss Kate approached Cassandra with a black permanent marker.

'What are you?' asked Miss Kate to Cassandra.

'A slut, Miss.'

'And shouldn't sluts be labeled? So everyone knows what they are a slut?'

'Yes, Miss. Please label this slut.'

Miss Kate wrote SLUT in big black letters across Cassandra's tits.

'Thank you for labeling this slut, Miss Kate.'

'What else happens to sluts, Cassandra-slut?'

'They get spanked, Miss Kate. Please spank this slut, Miss Kate.'

Cassandra was led to the end of the bed. She spread her legs sluttly wide and bent over.

'Like a true slut. I didn't even have to tell you what to do. You are such a slut, Cassandra. And sluts get spanked!

Miss Kate's hand rained down on Cassandra's naked bottom. The distinct sound of a hand spanking bare flesh filled the room. Cassandra let out gasps and groans as Miss Kate's iron hand punished her. Both caged subs were becoming increasingly aroused, but felt helpless as their chastity belts prevented any pleasure from taking place. After several minutes of spanking, Miss Kate stopped. She led Cassandra to a corner and had her stand in the corner. Miss Kate left the dungeon and returned a few minutes later with a sybian. 

'It is time to ride the sybian, Cassandra-slut. Show us how a slut fucks,' said Miss Kate.

Miss Kate took Cassandra from the corner and had her sit on the sybian. Cassandra closed her eyes and her mouth made a perfect 'O' when the penetration attachment went into her pussy. 

"Since, this is a dungeon, you just can't ride this for fun,' said Miss Kate as she looked for some toys.

Miss Kate tied Cassandra to the sybian. Next Cassandra had clover clamps put on her nipples. Lastly, Cassandra had a ring gag put in her mouth. 

'Hump the sybian, slut. Beg me to turn on the sybian!'

'Gahh ......pul....gahhh...syy....,' Cassandra struggled to speak.

Miss Kate turned the sybian on low. She knelt in front of Cassandra and pulled out a magic wand. She turned it on and held it tightly against her own pussy. The pleasure Miss Kate felt was amazing. The vibrations went to her core. Miss Kate leaned forward and pulled on Cassandra's clover clamps. This caused Cassandra to start to drool uncontrollably. Her tits were in pain, but her pussy was feeling so much pleasure. 

'Kaa.....eyyyy....kkkkkmmmm?' asked Cassandra.

'No!' said Miss Kate as she turned the sybian off.

Cassandra's head dropped. Feeling denied an orgasm was frustrating, she tried to hump the machine, but her bonds made it impossible to get enough pleasure to get off.

Meanwhile, the magic wand continued to pleasure Miss Kate. Miss Kate's eyes closed, her back arched. Her hips dug into the magic wand as she came all over the magic wand.

By the time Miss Kate was coming down from her orgasm, Cassandra was a drooling mess. Miss Kate smiled, Cassandra looked so hot, so sluttly. She turned the sybian to high.

'Slut, you have two minutes to orgasm. If you don't orgasm, you will join Vanessa and Tim in chastity,' snapped Miss Kate.

The relentless pain in her tits, the gag, and the thought of being kept in chastity all launched Cassandra into an intense orgasm. She screamed into her gag as her pussy exploded all over the sybian. Miss Kate kissed Cassandra on her gag as she took off the clamps. Next, Miss Kate unclasped the gag and gently kissed Cassandra on the lips.

'Cassandra, your time in The Dungeon is not over yet,' said Miss Kate as she left The Dungeon.

Miss Kate went back to the receptionist area, wearing her white robe, and picked the phone. She dialed the same number as earlier. The same female voice picked up.

'Is she in The Dungeon?' asked the voice.

'Yes. She is tied to a sybian. The other two are still in their cages and still in chastity,' replied Miss Kate.

'Very good. My slave and I will be there shortly. I trust we will be fully satisfied,' said the female voice.

'You will be,' replied Miss Kate.

'Good. One last request, before we arrive I would like all three of them in some metal bondage when I arrive. The bondage devices should be arriving momentarily,' said the female voice.

At that moment, a deliveryman entered The Facility.

'We have a large delivery for you,' he said gruffly.

'How?' asked Miss Kate to the voice in the phone.

''You don't succeed in what I do without knowing how to plan things out. My slave and I will be in The Dungeon in 30 minutes,' said the female voice as the line went dead.

Miss Kate hung up the phone and instructed the deliveryman to put the packages in The Dungeon. One box contained a cock and ball pillory, obviously for Tim. The second box contained a back stockade. The person locked in this device would be forced to kneel, with their hands and ankles restrained by metal. In addition, their neck would be secured to the metal pole connecting the ankle and wrist restraints. The last box contained the scavenger's daughter. With this device, the person would be locked in a sitting position. Their ankles and wrists were locked in front. Their neck would be locked in as well, causing them to lean forward. This would cause back pain.

Miss Kate quickly got all three metal bondage devices into The Dungeon. She instructed Tim, Vanessa, and Cassandra not to touch themselves or each other as they waited their turn to be put into the metal bondage devices.

Cassandra was the first to be put into the metal bondage, as she was simply tied to the sybian. She was locked in the scavenger's daughter. Miss Kate then let Vanessa out of her cage. She was locked into the back stockade before her chastity belt was removed. Lastly, Tim was removed from his cage. He was led to the cock and ball pillory. His ankles were secured to the bottom of the metal pole. Then is cock and balls were placed in the cock/ball crusher. Miss Kate adjusted the wing nuts, lowering the crusher onto Tim's balls and cock. The erection Tim had once his chastity belt was removed quickly died as the cock/ball crusher limited the amount of blood to his cock. Tim's hands were tied above his head to an O-ring. 

'Don't all of you look so precious,' said Miss Kate seductively.

Miss Kate discarded the robe. She walked over to the implement wall, she got the cane, belt, paddle, flogger and put them on the bed. She made sure plenty of rope was ready, as well as a variety of butt plugs, dildos and vibrators. Lastly, she slipped on her favorite 8-inch red strap on.

Exactly 30 minutes after the phone call, the door to The Dungeon opened. In walked Sarah, wearing a trench coat. Sarah was in charge of First National. The bank The Facility used for deposits and for the loan to build The Dungeon. Part of the loan agreement was that Sarah and her slave, Brenda, could use The Dungeon whenever they wanted. The Facility in return had an interest rate on their loan of 1%. Behind Sarah on a leash was a naked Brenda. Brenda had been sent to The Facility by Sarah to be punished by Miss Kate a few weeks back. Sarah then molded Brenda into her own personal sex slave. Brenda was kept naked at all times. Her pussy hair was lasered off. Her days consisted of being Sarah's plaything both at work and at home. Brenda never felt so fulfilled. Many banking deals were made because of the spankings Brenda could take and or for how long Sarah could hold a load of cum in her mouth. Brenda stood hands on head, legs apart at the entrance of The Dungeon.

"Wonderful,' said Sarah as she scanned The Dungeon.

Sarah walked around The Dungeon, finally letting her trench coat drop. She was in a red corset. She walked to the bed and picked up the flogger. She snapped the flogger a few times in the air and moved towards Vanessa. 

'You have no idea how long I waited to do this,' said Sarah as she started to flog Vanessa's tits.

Vanessa groaned and moaned with pleasure as the flogger licked into her tits. She tried to moved to avoid the blows, but the back stockade made it impossible to move. Soon red stripes from the flogger filled Vanessa's tits. Sarah put down the flogger and picked up the cane. She tapped it on the front of Vanessa's thighs. Sarah unleashed a flurry of 6 strokes on Vanessa's thighs. Vanessa cried out with each stroke, but she was helpless to the blows. 

"Miss Kate, let Vanessa out. Brenda plug Vanessa,' said Sarah.

Brenda obediently moved from her position and started to lube up a 6 inch butt plug while Miss Kate unlocked Vanessa from the back stockade. When Vanessa was released from her bondage, Miss Kate had Vanessa kneel on all four's with her back arched and her legs spread wide. Brenda knelt behind Vanessa and started to push the lubed plug into Vanessa's ass. Miss Kate knelt in front of Vanessa and forced the strap on into her mouth. So as Vanessa's ass was getting plugged, she was blowing Miss Kate's strap on. Vanessa felt the plug spread her ass, violate her ass. She felt full from the plug. She felt humiliated, but also very turned on.

While this was taking place, Sarah had turned her attention to Cassandra. Sarah took Cassandra by the back of her head and forced Cassandra's head into her pussy. Cassandra wanted to turn away, but she couldn't move. Cassandra's face was covered in Sarah's pussy juices as Sarah smeared Cassandra's face in her pussy. 

'Please let me out, I'll do anything,' begged Cassandra.

'Anything?' inquired Sarah.

Cassandra nodded. 

Sarah released Cassandra from her bondage and instructed her to lie under Vanessa. Vanessa was on all four's, ass plugged, blowing Miss Kate's strap on. Cassandra slid underneath, so her head was inches below Vanessa's dripping pussy. 

'Lick that pussy until you are told to stop,' said Sarah.

Cassandra slowly started to lick Vanessa's slick slit. Cassandra's tongue probed the inner lips of Vanessa's pussy. Vanessa moaned as Cassandra's tongue explored her. Vanessa felt Cassandra take her clit in her mouth. The sensations were magical as Cassandra rolled her clit over her teeth and tongue. The torment of watching Miss Kate dominate Cassandra and now everything that was happening was too much. Vanessa's pussy wanted release. 

'Cassandra, stop eating Vanessa's pussy,' barked Sarah sensing Vanessa was close to orgasm.

Cassandra obediently listened. They stayed in position, awaiting orders. Miss Kate took her strap on out of Vanessa's mouth. It glistened with her spit. She moved to Tim, still locked in the cock and ball pillory. Miss Kate unlocked Tim and bent him over the bed. She roughly shoved her strap on into his ass. 

'How does it feel to have Vanessa's spit act as lube for your ass fucking?' ask Miss Kate as she fucked and slapped his ass.

All Tim could do was moan in pain as Miss Kate's strap on violated his ass. 

While Miss Kate was fucking Tim's ass again, Sarah had instructed Brenda to restrain Cassandra back on the sybian. Sarah turned the sybian on high and watched, as Cassandra was overwhelmed with pleasure. The sounds of the sybian and a panting Cassandra filled The Dungeon.

Sarah then took Brenda and tied her to a whipping post with a spreader bar attached to her ankles. Sarah then attached the magic wand that Miss Kate was using earlier to Brenda's slave pussy. 

'You have my permission to cum as much as you can, slave,' said Sarah.

'Thank you, Mistress,' said Brenda in the most submissive voice.

The Dungeon was filled with the sounds of Cassandra and Brenda being engulfed in pleasure and the painful sounds of Tim's ass fucking by Miss Kate. Sarah grabbed Vanessa by her hair and led her to the other side of the bed. Sarah had Vanessa bend, so Vanessa and Tim could see each other's face. Sarah had slipped on double-headed strap on dildo. The harder Sarah fucked Vanessa, the most pleasure Sarah got from her end of the dildo. 

Sarah pressed the dildo against Vanessa's eager pussy and pushed. Vanessa moaned with intense pleasure as her pussy was filled with Sarah's strap on. She grabbed Tim's arms as each of them got fucked, together, at the same time. Cassandra was in the middle of an orgasm, Brenda was clearly on the edge of having her own massive orgasm and Tim and Vanessa were getting their brains fucked out. Sarah nodded to Miss Kate and simultaneously they both reached around. Sarah was playing with Vanessa's clit and Miss Kate playing with Tim's cock. 

Meanwhile, Cassandra and Brenda were both trying to recover from their orgasms, but the machines would not stop. They continued to give pleasure to the very sensitive pussies. Cassandra and Brenda broke down, shaking, sobbing as the sybian and magic wand continued to please their already satisfied pussies. 

Vanessa was starting to feel her orgasm. 

'MAY I CUM,' Vanessa screamed.

'Cum bitch!' yelled Sarah, as she pulled on Vanessa's hair and slapped Vanessa's ass. 

Vanessa's orgasm was deep and intense. Her whole body shook and collapsed into the bed. The end of her orgasm did not mean the end of her fucking. Sarah was close to her own orgasm and was willing to use Vanessa's spent pussy to get it. Vanessa lay on the bed, totally spent as Sarah continued to fuck her. After a few more minutes of fucking, Sarah had her own mind-blowing orgasm. 

'Vanessa-bitch, get off the bed and kneel,' yapped Sarah.

Vanessa muscled every inch of strength she had left and complied. Miss Kate pulled her strap on out of Tim's ass.

'Blow your load on her face,' snapped Sarah.

Tim moved towards Vanessa. Vanessa leaned her head back, opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Tim barely touched his cock before it erupted in thick white streams of cum over Vanessa's face. Her face was drenched in cum. She could taste his sweet, salty cum on her tongue and it trickling down the back of her throat. 




The Facility Ch. 07



'Stay like that bitch. Tim kneel next to her,' said Sarah, as she turned her attention to Cassandra and Brenda.

Brenda and Cassandra were incoherent messes. They had orgasm after orgasm ripped from their bodies. Their makeup had run from their tears. Sarah turned off the sybian and magic wand. Their bonds were undone and they collapsed to the floor in exhaustion. 

'Brenda, Cassandra-slut....kneel next to Vanessa-bitch and Tim,' said Miss Kate. 

They knelt next to Vanessa, who now had cum dripping from her face, and Tim. 

'This was wonderful. This is why The Facility got that good loan,' said Sarah.

'I'm glad these slaves could please you Sarah. What would you like to be done with them next?' inquired Miss Kate.

'I'll take Brenda home with me; after all she is my property. I suggest Cassandra-slut be given a rise. She did take quite a bit of punishment.'

'What of Vanessa-bitch and Tim?'

'Oh, I'm sure they will want to come back. I think they need to go home for a few days to recover,' said Sarah.

Sarah put her trench coat back on and attached the leash to Brenda. They departed, Brenda with wobbly legs. 

With shaking legs, Cassandra made her way back to her desk. She had not felt to sexually full in a long time. She was very polite to the clients for the rest of the day.

Tim and Vanessa went to their favorite restaurant, Blue's Diner, to get a bite to eat.

'So, how long before you want to go back?' asked Vanessa as they slid into the booth.