1 comments/ 16947 views/ 7 favorites The Initiates Pt. 02 Ch. 01 By: BillsTheName If you haven't read The Initiates you may want to go back and read those Chapters first in order to better understand the characters for this story series. You may notice some slight mannerism changes in the Characters from the first two chapters -- but the changes are only minor. I placed this story under the Group Sex theme for continuity with the previous stories. However, proceed with caution. This chapter also contains what I would define as light BDSM and some spanking. Future chapters will probably also contain anal sex as did the previous series. Please provide feedback. That's the only way I improve my future writing -- plus it's the only compensation I receive for my efforts. Chapter 1 -- Another New Beginning Almost five weeks had passed since Bill and Brenda had been initiated into an area group sex club. The two left the "initiation" early the next morning completely worn out, but also energized from the new experiences and new friends they had made. For days afterwards they had talked incessantly about the events of that night and early morning, but in addition to talking for endless hours they had also fucked like rabbits. Or maybe more accurately like kids with a new toy. Almost every serious conversation the two of them had about the experience ended with them in bed, or on the couch, or on the floor; making wild passionate love. To say that their new membership had provided an extra spark to their marriage would be an understatement. Not only had Bill and Brenda spent a lot of their waking moments talking about the party, Brenda and Georgette had become fast friends as well. Almost every night the two of them would chat on the phone. They had met a couple of times for drinks and to go shopping in the last month. Brenda's excursions and conversations with Georgette had done even more to spark the couple's excitement about attending the next club party. Generally the club met about once a month at the home of one of the members. Unfortunately the meeting immediately following their initiation was cancelled just a few hours before the party was to start due to a huge snow and ice storm. Bill would have probably walked the ten miles in the snow carrying Brenda on his back to attend, but smarter heads over-ruled his smaller head and the party was cancelled by the hosts. Bill and Brenda didn't waste that time though. They spent most of Friday evening and into early Saturday morning in bed. In fact, Brenda even called up Georgette and Bill around 9:00 that Friday evening and the two couples had four-way phone sex. That encounter was much less satisfying than physically being with one another, but still quite a turn on none the less. Due to the after effects of the unseasonal snow storm the party couldn't really be postponed until the next weekend, it had to be outright cancelled. As a result it would be another month before Bill and Brenda would get to have a "play date" with their new found friends and club members. The weekend after the originally planned party, Bill and Brenda were scheduled to attend a work related conference out of town. However, due to snow related problems at work that event was cancelled as well. As a result Bill and Brenda were somewhat down in the dumps as the weekend approached. On Thursday night however, Brenda hung up from her nightly chat with Brenda with a new twinkle in her eye. "Bill, sweetie," she started as she snuggled up to Bill in front of the fire. "Would you be upset if Georgette and I planned a little 'private party' for the four of us tomorrow night?" Bill's dick twitched in his pants at the thoughts jumping through his head, "What did you two have in mind?" Bill asked. "Well... that's just it, honey. I can't tell you -- but I think you'll like it," Brenda smiled sexily. "Ohhhh... I'm sure if the two of you have cooked something up I'll like it," Bill smile broadly. "But the question is; should I be afraid?" "There's no reason for you to be afraid... but I'm not sure I can say the same about me," Brenda responded cryptically as she jumped up off the sofa and left the room to call Georgette back. Brenda went to the bedroom and spent the better part of an hour on the phone talking to Georgette. When she returned to the den with Bill she had adopted a poker face and said very little for the rest of the night. Even when Bill prompted her for information about the following night, she simply said, "You'll just have to wait until tomorrow." For the rest of the night, and even after they snuggled into bed together, Brenda was very quiet and seemed to be contemplating serious matters from the look on her face. After they had lay in bed almost an hour without going to sleep Bill finally turned on the light and looked at Brenda concerned, "Honey, is there something wrong? Do you not want to go over to George and Georgette's tomorrow night? If you're having second thoughts about this whole thing then let's talk it out." "Relax, honey. I'm not having second thoughts. I'm just thinking about... well that's part of the surprise that I can't tell you about. Besides... who said we were going to their house tomorrow night? Now, put your arms around me and let's get some sleep." As they spooned together, Brenda's butt snuggled up against Bill's growing erection, she whispered back to him just before drifting off to sleep, "save 'that' for tomorrow night." Bill had no more luck on Friday morning getting Brenda to spill the beans about the plans for Friday night. She did tell him that she was leaving work a little early, but would call him and give him instructions before he left work. Bill had very little time to reflect on Friday night as his day was extremely busy and he really had very little free time until almost 4:00 that afternoon. He had finally gotten through his last phone call of the day and pushed back from his desk when he got a simple text message from Brenda: When U get off work DO NOT go home and take a shower. Go directly to George's house. I will send you another text at exactly 6:10 with instructions. Even more puzzled, Bill left the office a few minutes after 5:00 and headed for George and Georgette's. He tried to call Brenda for an explanation, but she didn't answer her cell phone. Reaching their friends house at 6:00, Bill rang the door bell and was greeted by George. "Hey, Bill. Come on in. Do you have any idea what the ladies have planned for tonight?" George asked quizzically. "None at all. I was just told to head straight for your house after work and not to shower or change clothes. I have no idea what those two have planned, other than they have been very secretive for the last few days. I was hoping you would know something," Bill replied just as puzzled. "Well, I guess we'll find out soon enough. Hang your coat up and let's go into the den. I've got a fire going and we should hear from the girls any time now. Georgette said she would send me a text at exactly 6:10." George replied as he led Bill through the house. "That's the same story from my end. Brenda said she would send me a text message at exactly 6:10." Bill responded. As if on cue both of their mobile phones went off with text message alerts. George read his text first: "I hope you are settled in and comfortable. Please get up and close the door into the den. You and Bill can chat and he'll give you further instructions." Bill then read his text: "Settle in and chat with George for a little while. In a few minutes you'll hear us come in through the garage. That is the cue for you and George to stand in the middle of the den, side by side and facing the door - with your eyes closed. We'll tell you when to open them." With an even more puzzled look on their faces, George rose and closed the door into the den before settling down on the couch to talk to Bill. Or at least 'try' to talk. The men were both puzzled and excited as they tried to force a conversation about football, while at the same time wondering what exactly their two ladies had planned for them tonight. At lest 45 minutes had passed before they heard the front door open and the sounds of, what they assumed were Georgette and Brenda, coming inside. Bill explained his text message to George, "Brenda said we are to stand in the middle of the room, facing the door to the den, and close our eyes. They will tell us when we can open them." Both men eagerly stood up and closed their eyes tightly. Several tense moments passed before they heard a light knock on the door to the den, "Are your eyes closed?" they heard Georgette ask. Both men replied in unison, "Yes." "Good. Then keep them closed until we tell you to open them," they heard Georgette's voice as the door opened and soft footsteps padded across the room. Seconds later it was Brenda's voice that spoke up, "okay. You may both open your eyes now." George blinked a few times as he tried to focus in on the naked form of his petite wife kneeling at his feet. To her side was the equally naked Georgette also kneeling in front of George. "George, Sir may I have your permission to ask you a question?" "Yes, Georgette. What's your question?" George responded. Looking directly into George's eyes she began, "Do you remember how I learned to accept your occasional dominance over me? How I learned to love being submissive to you... to be spanked by you? How I finally learned to understand why I got sooooo hot when you would just casually swat my butt? Well... over the last few weeks I have told Brenda how our friends introduced the two of us to this new way to play. And Brenda would like to learn the same way." Georgette quietly rested back on her ankles. Brenda was quiet during the entire time, but never took her wide open eyes off of Bill. "Hmmm..." George pondered. "That sounds like a wonderful idea. But maybe we should ask Bill what he thinks. I mean it has been pretty presumptuous of you and Brenda to plan all of this without consulting with Bill. He may not be interested in this kind of playing. Bill? What do you think? Are you interested in a little game playing with our two wives here?" "Well, if you had asked me a few weeks ago I would have probably said no, but I've got to admit that the idea of learning how to spank my wife's gorgeous ass has really gotten me turned on." Bill excitedly replied, looking down at his now rigid cock. Turning to Brenda he asked, "Brenda, what about you. Is that truly what you want right now?" "Yes, Sir," Brenda responded without taking her eyes off Bill. "Bill, what our two ladies are proposing is that I teach Brenda how to be submissive to you and let Georgette teach you how to be dominant over Brenda. A few years ago another couple taught the two of us in a similar manner. But before you agree, I need to explain that we would be doing this in separate rooms. You and Georgette would be in one room and Brenda and I would be in another room. Georgette and I found that when we were taught all about dominance and submission it made it much easier for us to be separated from one another. When Georgette and I are playing this way, she is completely subservient to me. It's more than just spanking, it's also an attitude. An attitude that allows me to be completely in control of Georgette. Completely in control of her body. Had we learned together it would have taken some of the mystique out of that. But the decision is completely yours." "Well it looks like my wife has already voted on what she thinks," Bill laughed. "As for me... I think I understand what you are saying. If I was fumbling around trying to learn what I was doing with Brenda in the room, it would take a little of the edge off of it every time we 'played' as you put it. So... yeah... I think I'm in." George simply looked at Georgette and gave one slight nod. "Brenda?" Georgette spoke softly. Brenda had been holding her breath the entire time that George and Bill had been talking but she had never taken her eyes off of Bill. "Brenda!" Georgette spoke a little louder breaking Brenda's concentration. "Yes?" Brenda asked. "Stand up and go kiss your husband," Georgette instructed. Brenda rose quietly to her feet and padded over to Bill, immediately taking him in her arms for a warm, loving kiss. George and Georgette allowed them those few moments time to be together in each other's arms; until they broke the kiss themselves and looked back over at George and Georgette. Georgette spoke again, "Bill, I need you to place Brenda's hand in George's. Symbolically giving her to him.... Recognizing that you are giving George your permission to control your wife for the next hour or so... Brenda trusts that George will not hurt her at anytime, but she is also accepting that, once you place her in George's hands, that he has complete control over her -- body and mind." Bill looked at Brenda and whispered softly, "Are you sure you're ready for this?" Without any hesitation Brenda responded softly, "Yes, Bill I am." With those words Bill placed Brenda's hands in George's and gave her a brief kiss on her cheek. With that George immediately lead Brenda from the room and upstairs. Bill Learns from Georgette Bill looked back at Georgette, still kneeling on the floor, unsure what to do or to say next. Georgette sensed Bill's uncertainty, "Bill are you concerned about Brenda?" "No, not really," Bill responded. "I can't explain it, but I totally trust George. For some reason I just know that Brenda and I can trust him -- trust both of you. It's... and this probably sounds selfish, but I'm a little concerned about me. I'm a little worried that I won't be able to... to please Brenda in this way. To make her happy. I've always been kind of protective over Brenda, maybe it's her petite size, maybe it's the second marriage thing, but I've always been tender with Brenda. Even in our kinkiest love making I've always been 'gentle' when we made love." "And I'm sure that is what Brenda wants too. But it sounds to me from what Brenda has said tonight that sometimes, certainly not all the time, but every once in a while she wants to be, needs to be, controlled by you... dominated by you... told what to do... told how to do it and sometimes... sometimes she just simply wants to be taken over your knee -- or over the sofa and spanked. Spanked softly, spanked hard. Fucked softly, fucked hard. Just simply taken by you. Owned by you." A small shiver went through Georgette as she spoke thinking about how her own husband played those games with her. "Sometimes that's just what women like me... women like Brenda and I need. A firm, hard man to be in total and absolute control over them. That release... that submission is so much of a physical... mental release for me. After one of mine and George's sessions I sometimes sleep for ten or twelve hours straight. I wake up so relaxed... so loved... it's a feeling I can't really explain. I think Brenda wants to feel that same kind of release... that same kind of surrender to you. I should also explain that this isn't a permanent, full time life style for George and me. We sometimes go weeks without playing these little games. Then sometimes we'll extend our play sessions to include an entire weekend, or even an entire week, like we agreed to the other week when we made our bet." Georgette finished her explanation and relaxed back onto her ankles. "When you made your bet earlier... what would have happened if you had won? Do you spank George like he does you? What happens then?" Bill questioned, somewhat concerned. "No, George doesn't get off on receiving spankings. Although I must admit I do like to swat that tight, sexy butt of his once in a while," Georgette laughed. "Had I won it would have been more of a head game. I love to blindfold George and lead him around the house like my little slave. But usually when I win it's more of a 'servant' thing than a slave. I might have him bathe me, or give me a massage, or spends hours with his head between my legs... denying him his own release while I have him give me dozens of orgasms," Georgette reflected dreamily. "So..." Bill asked. "What does Brenda need, what do you need right now?" "I think you may have just mastered the first lesson Bill. First, this is really all about Brenda's needs. You may be dominant over her, but that in itself is actually filling Brenda's needs. She needs that domination. Hopefully you want and enjoy the same thing -- George certainly does. But, while being directed and controlled by you the entire session is really about filling Brenda's needs. By taking her under your control you are actually filling that need." "So how do we start? I mean you're sitting there kneeling at my feet what do I do? How do we get started?" Bill asked. "Well the first thing we do is go take a shower. We both need to wash some of the day off of us. Let's head to the bathroom and get cleaned up. Then we'll get started on your lesson," Brenda explained as she rose from the floor. Almost on cue they could hear a shower upstairs turn on. "Sounds like George and Brenda are slightly ahead of us. Let's get going." Georgette took Bill by the hand and led his naked body back to the bedroom as if this was the most casual thing in the world to be doing right now. Bill couldn't help but fixate on Georgette's bouncing boobs as they padded down the hall, which almost caused him to bump into the door as they entered the couple's massive bedroom. Georgette barely slowed in this room as she steered him into an equally massive bathroom. Their master bath had a luxurious spa-like feel to it. A small water closet held a toilet and bidet while the large bath area had a two-headed shower and a separate jetted tub easily large enough for three or four people. A long double vanity ran along one wall. "Bill, if you don't mind, rather than running the risk of us getting frisky right away by showering together why don't you shower first, while I take care of some personal business. Then I'll shower while you sit and relax?" Brenda suggested. "There are towels and wash clothes on the counter. Soap and shampoo in the shower. After you get out there are new tooth brushes in the top right drawer. Make yourself at home. Oh, one thing. The master bedroom is the one room in the house that belongs exclusively to George and me. No partying in there. You and I will either stay in here or go back to the den after we shower," Georgette explained as she headed to the toilet area. "Sure... but you know Georgette... I've often wondered how a bidet worked..." Bill grinned as he turned to follow Georgette into the toilet room. Laughing at Bill, Georgette pushed him toward the shower, "Nothing doing Mister. Shower first, then we play." Bill heard a click as she firmly closed and locked the door to the toilet. Both Bill and Georgette made short work of showering and freshening up. Brenda could sometimes take what seemed like hours taking a bath while Georgette was in and out in a flash. He had just barely had time to brush his teeth while she was in the shower. While Georgette was toweling dry Bill sat down on the side of the tub to really take in Georgette's body for the first time in such detail. He was struck by the contrast between Georgette and his wife. While Brenda was petite, Georgette was anything but. She wasn't a large woman by any definition, but compared to Brenda she was certainly larg-er. She probably stood 5'7" maybe even 5'8". Her blonde hair was shoulder length. Her tits were large; Bill was guessing at least a C-cup, maybe even a D. Her waist was slim and trim, but she had somewhat of a bubble but. Not fat by any stretch, just full and.... spankable. Was that even a word? "Comparing me to your wife?" Georgette asked, breaking him from his daydream. The Initiates Pt. 02 Ch. 01 "Well, sort of I guess. Just really looking at you for the first time. I mean I've touched just about every single part of your body before tonight, but I haven't really 'seen' you until now," Bill laughed. "And you're absolutely gorgeous I might add." "Oh, stop it. I bet you say that to all the girls that let you ream their ass like I did," Georgette beamed at him through the mirror. "And speaking of my ass," Georgette said as she reached back, pulled her cheeks apart and showed her pink rosebud. "When we start playing our little games in a few minutes, you have to be very careful with my ass. I dearly loved that impressive pounding you gave it the other week. I mean, my god that felt good, but until you and I get a good level of comfort in letting you dominate me, it may be off limits. That monster cock of yours could really hurt me if we aren't careful. But I'll give you clues on just how far you can go tonight," Georgette winked and smiled at Bill as she finished brushing her teeth and drying her hair. Finishing with her bathroom duties Georgette brightened, "Okay, big boy. Ready for your first lesson?" Georgette didn't wait for a reply, but simply took George by the hand and led him back towards the den. Passing through the master bedroom Georgette briefly stopped at the closet to retrieve a small bright red duffel. "Our toy bag," Georgette explained. Back in the den, Georgette stood Bill in the middle of the room facing the sofa while she once again knelt at his feet and rocked back on her ankles. Once situated Georgette took a couple of cleansing breaths, placed her hands behind her back and silently looked up at Bill as she quietly settled into her submissive personae. Bill stood there watching as Georgette's entire countenance change and as a result his once flaccid dick started to gradually wake up. Looking down at Georgette he asked, "So... how do we get started Georgette? What do I do first?" "Well the first part you must let Brenda do, or in this case let me do. If you noticed when we came in to the room I knelt and placed myself in a submissive posture. On my knees, in front of you, looking into your eyes, but I also had to go there in my mind. I usually take a few cleansing breaths. Brenda may have a different method. But I took a few cleansing breaths, clearing my mind, putting myself in your hands, under your control. Then once I'm there the next step is up to you. Deep down inside of you what do you want to do? What do you want to do to me... do with me... have me do to you... right now... this instant? No filters, no worrying about right or wrong. What does the animal inside of you want?" Georgette asked. "I want to slap you with my dick," Bill responded without even thinking. Then his face turned beet red in embarrassment as he realized he had spoken those words out loud. "Mmmm. I think you're getting the idea," Georgette smiled. "But don't be embarrassed about your desires. That's the whole point of this kind of play. Part of what makes it so.... so stimulating, is that both of you must give up your inhibitions. I told you it is about Brenda's needs... but the thing about it is she needs you to exert your wants and desires over her. Brenda needs you to force your needs on her. That gives her the ability to relinquish control... be your toy... your slave. And by being your slave she stops concentrating on her own desires and allows her body to be a vehicle for you to fulfill your needs. It's pretty hard to put into words, but I can tell you that I have had the strongest orgasms of my life when George has taken my body and used it for his own pleasures without thought of my release... and ultimately that is what actually leads to my own release... my own surrender... my own peace... my own..." Bill walked two paces to stand in front of Georgette as she was speaking and in a firm voice interrupted her by slapping her twice across her left cheek with his firm erection, "That's enough talk Georgette. Now put that mouth of yours on my dick and suck me." Without hesitation Georgette promptly took Bill's fat cock in her mouth and sucked like the champion cock sucker she was. Georgette greedily began loving his cock with her own special technique; part lick, part twist, part suck, part bob up and down. After what seemed like hours, but in reality was probably only a minute or two, Georgette pulled Bill's dick from her mouth with a pop. "What are you doing? I didn't tell you that you could stop." Bill admonished. "Yes Sir, but this is a lesson in dominance and spanking. We need to discuss a few things before we get too deep into the scene," explained Georgette. "Speaking of mood. You may have detected the other week that sometimes when I'm playing like this, especially if we're doing anal, I sort of go inside of myself. George call's it 'entering my zone'. I can't explain that one easily, but I sort of get tunnel vision -- in my mind. Nothing else exists in the entire world but what is going on with me, with my body. There can be a dozen other people in the room, like there was before, and I don't even know they are here. Tonight with you, it may be very difficult for me to go there. Because we'll probably be stopping and starting quite a bit as you learn what works and what doesn't work." Glancing up at Bill, looking around his now massive cock, Georgette continued. "You remember the safety words. Right? Red and yellow?" Bill nodded his head yes. "So tell me. When you've got your cock in my mouth like you just did, or have me placed in any position where I can't speak how am I going to say either word?" "I hadn't thought about that, Georgette. What do we do then?" Bill asked. "In those situations, unless my hands are immobile, then two taps with my hand means 'yellow'." She tapped the back of his thigh as a demonstration. "I may tap your body, the bed, the table. Whatever I can touch in order to get your attention. In this case had I tapped you like that it would have been your signal to back out a little. And with this monster of yours in my mouth, that's probably one of the few times I will use the 'yellow' signal. Every time I tap twice you should consider that I've said yellow. You back off a little bit. If you're spanking me and I'm gagged when I tap twice then you spank me just a little lighter. Don't stop... just back off a little. If that isn't enough I'll tap twice again. Brenda is getting the same instructions, so she will learn to use the same codes." Almost on queue they each heard a muffled "smack" from upstairs followed by a very low toned "Unhhh." They both laughed at each other. "Sounds like Brenda and George are ahead of us again," joked Bill. "Yeah, but don't worry, I'm sure we'll catch up pretty soon," Georgette smiled impishly. Georgette continued, "You and Brenda need to discuss a few more rules. For example with me you never, ever call me a bitch or a cunt. You can talk about my hot cunt, but you can't call me a cunt. All of those two words, used as a name for me, are totally over the line and I'll completely stop the session. There's another couple in our club that we occasionally play with and she totally loves for George to call her his bitch or his cunt. For me, it's a show stopper. Brenda may like it, she may hate it. Everyone is different. Doesn't make one right and one is wrong -- they just have different likes and dislikes. I've already told you that for tonight my ass hole is probably going to be off limits. That's unusual for me when we play these games. That's usually when I ask George to take me in the ass. I'm especially anal when I'm feeling really naughty and we usually play these games when I'm really feeling naughty," Georgette explained with a dreamy look on her face. "So you mean you ask George to do things to you when you're playing?" Bill asked. "No not really 'ask' him," Georgette explained. "But I kind of lead him there. I might say something like 'don't you dare put that butt plug up my ass.' Or I might tell him 'I will not swallow your cum tonight' when what I'm really telling George is that I really want him to use the butt plug, or that I really want to swallow a load of his cum. The trick is that we both know I'll always use the word 'yellow' if he's trying to do something that is too much, or even if I'm just not in the mood for something that particular day. But since he is in complete control if I tell him not to do something, it actually means I really want him to do that to me. We also have subtle ways to encourage certain things and we've learned to really be able to read each other. The whole idea is not to break the mood, not to distract me if I'm approaching that 'zone'." Georgette continued, "In addition to helping direct George, we also have another code word -- 'red hot'. For George and me 'red hot' is just the opposite of 'yellow'. I might say something like 'my ass is already red hot please don't spank it any more'. That tells George that what I really want is an even longer spanking. Or 'that last swat was red hot; please don't spank me that hard again.' George knows that he's not really spanking me hard enough. I might also use the 'red hot' code if George isn't progressing fast enough. But there is also another major difference between 'yellow' and 'red hot'. 'Yellow' is not negotiable. George must back off, or I lose trust in him -- and that is the absolute thing that cannot happen -- losing trust. However, with 'red hot' George has kind of veto power. If I've used the word to encourage him to spank me harder, or rub my cunt harder, instead of following my instructions, George may actually do the opposite -- just to tease me." "So in other words, you're really the one that is in control -- sort of," Bill questioned. "Now you're getting it. I am always in total control with going too far, or too fast. But most of the time, I don't have to help direct George anymore. George pretty well recognizes my moods and kind of has a sixth sense for what to do to me -- what I need done to me. With our other friends I do find that I have to give him directions more often. With you and Brenda I'm sure there will be a lot of give and take at the beginning until you find your own natural rhythms." "What about..." Bill's next question was interrupted by a loud series of smacks, broken by even louder moans obviously coming from Brenda upstairs. Bill's dick jumped involuntarily at the sexy sounds drifting down from above. Bill and Georgette paused briefly and listened to the smacking sounds and moans coming from above, before Bill continued, "What about comfort? You're kneeling there on the floor and I'm standing here worrying that your legs are hurting? How do I know Brenda isn't uncomfortable when I've put her in some awkward position?" Bill questioned. "Well, actually that can also be part of the whole scene as well -- making myself push through the discomfort just to please George. Over time George has learned what positions are uncomfortable for me and he generally avoids them. But then sometimes when he's feeling particularly devious he will put me in those positions on purpose -- and make me hold them until my body is quivering. Forcing myself through the discomfort actually helps to move me closer to that zone I'm reaching for. Of course sometimes it works out differently. I'll lose my balance and fall over, or get a cramp and have to get up." "Does George punish you for that?" Bill asked. "Sometimes he does punish me for the lapse. But to be honest... usually when that happens we'll both start laughing so hard we kind of lose the mood. Sometimes we'll simply stop and go to bed without even having sex. Sometimes we'll pick back up a few minutes later right where we left off. And sometimes we'll completely change moods, George will rub the soreness out and we'll end up lovingly and softly making love to one another," Georgette explained. At that moment their quiet conversation was interrupted by a long, high pitched cry coming from upstairs that was obviously not a sound of pain. Bill knew it well as the sound Brenda often makes when she has a really, really strong orgasm. "Mmmmm," moaned Georgette. "Sounds like Brenda is really getting just what she needs right now." Bill's dick pulsed several times and a small drop of clear fluid appeared at the tip. Seeing Bill's reaction Georgette relaxed back on her ankles again. Took a series of three deep breaths followed by three slow exhales. Then she looked up, first wantonly at Bill's dick, then higher to look into his eyes. "Bill... Sir. My body is laid out at your feet for your pleasure. Your desire is my desire. Your needs are my needs. Use me in any way you wish. I am here, at your feet, to fill your every craving," Georgette huskily whispered as she looked meekly at Bill. "Georgette, I want you to take just the tip or your tongue and swab the end of my dick clean. Don't take it into your mouth. Just clean the juices from the tip. Then I want you to show me the juices on your tongue -- before you swallow them." Georgette briefly closed her eyes and moaned before sliding her stiff tongue out and carefully stabbing the fluid from the purple head of Bill's dick. Georgette pulled her head back opened her mouth to show Bill the two or three drops of pre-cum lying on the center of her tongue and then sexily tilted her head back, closed her mouth and swallowed. A look of total satisfaction and lust showing on her face. "Mmmmm you taste wonderful, Sir." She then leaned forward and quickly kissed the tip of his dick. Almost immediately Bill used his dick to lightly smack her three times across both cheeks. "Did I say you could kiss it? Did I give you permission to kiss my dick?" Bill responded as crossly as his limited acting experience would allow. Brenda smiled involuntarily, then quickly caught herself before getting back in character, "No Sir, you didn't I'm sorry sir, but you just tasted so good that I thought I should thank you for that wonderful taste." Quickly picking up his own character, one that Bill hadn't realized he even possessed until tonight, "Georgette, I didn't tell you to do what you thought you should do, did I?" "No, Sir. You didn't." "So what do you think would be a proper punishment for a little slave girl that has just disobeyed me?" Bill demanded. As he said this he used his hand to rub his dick along Georgette's face. Down one cheek, under her chin, up the other cheek, across the lips of her closed mouth. The entire time Georgette sat there quietly watching Bill's eyes. Bill stopped his 'painting' of Georgettes face and she quietly spoke, "Sir, I am your slave and it isn't within my role to tell you how to punish me. Any punishment is entirely up to you, Sir." A smiling Bill responded, "Well said and for that you will be rewarded. I want you to rise up onto your knees so that your mouth is level with my dick." Georgette moved immediately into position. "That's it. Now place your hands on the back of my hips to help steady yourself. Close your eyes and open your mouth and regardless of what I do, do not move unless I tell you to." Georgette followed his commands to the letter. Bill stood there for a few seconds looking at this gorgeous woman kneeling below him with her mouth held patiently open waiting for whatever reward he wanted to give her. "Open a little wider." Bill jacked his dick a few times coaxing several more drops of pre-cum which he then wiped around Georgette's lips and onto her tongue. Taking a step back bill admired the slippery residue that glistened on and in her mouth. "Now you may lick your lips and swallow," Bill instructed. Georgette noisily smacked her lips, mingled the deposit with her own saliva and then made a big production of swallowing Bill's reward. Smiling up at him she whispered, "Thank you sir." Bill could detect a change coming over Georgette. Not just the expressions on her face, but her entire body seemed to be transforming in front of him. Her eyes were becoming dark pools. She was kneeling with her posture more erect. Her mouth seemed to be taking on a pouty, almost needy appearance. At that moment they heard a steady series of smacks, interspersed with moans and an occasional 'ouch' from upstairs. Obviously Brenda's earlier orgasm was not the end of George's lesson plan. Then just as quickly Georgette's expression changed into a more serious countenance. "Bill, before we go further there are a few more things we need to discuss. Everyone is different in what they enjoy -- what turns them on. For me when I'm being spanked it's the sting, the burn on my butt. For George it's the sound. He loves the sharp smacking sounds that his hand or a paddle makes. He also loves the noises I make as well," Georgette giggled. "For my girlfriend though it is more the feeling of being subservient, which I like a whole lot as well. But my girlfriend likes more of a thudding sound when she is spanked. She and her husband use a heavier leather paddle. She likes the deep sound it makes as well as the way it actually moves her body forward when her hubby really swings the paddle. She takes spankings from her husband that, for me, are pretty severe -- that would be a 'red' code for me. But she tells me she almost cums from those intense spankings alone -- without even being touched. When we play together and change partners George finds it difficult to spank her as hard as she really wants it. He just can't bring himself to hit her that hard. Her husband, when he's playing with me has to really ratchet it down several notches. I never let him use our cherry paddle on me. I'm too afraid that he'll get a little carried away." Georgette continued in her instructions to Bill. "So for tonight, unless I tell you differently, we'll limit our activities to your hand and the furry side of the leather paddle. I'm not comfortable enough yet with your techniques to let you use the cherry paddle. Since tonight is really a training session for you I'll sometimes break character enough to help direct you. So I'll let you know if I want you to progress to the leather side of the paddle. I also love to have a butt plug stuck up my ass while I'm being spanked, but I've already told you that my butt hole is off limits tonight..." she smiled at Bill before adding, "... probably off limits anyway." "Now as to other toys in our little bag, there is a set of nipple clamps in there, but I can't really tolerate them. My girlfriend loves them -- but she's into 'real' pain a little bit more than I am. My nipples are so sensitive that George has only used them once or twice on me. In the early stages of our play George will sometimes pinch my nipples as a punishment -- firmly, but not too hard. As I get more and more turned on a pinch becomes less punishment and more of a reward. A firm pinch on one, or both, of my nipples at just the right time is all it takes to drive me right over the edge into a mind shattering orgasm," Georgette explained breathlessly. "I think we've pretty well covered most of the bases, other than to tell you that I like to build up gradually in intensity with my spankings. On a scale of... well I think this may be easier to show you than to tell you," Georgette started to stand but abruptly stopped and resumed her earlier, erect submissive posture. "Sir, may I stand up and give you a demonstration?" "Certainly," was Bill's one word response as he tried to absorb all of her instructions thus far. "Okay, let's try this," Georgette said turning her butt toward Bill and placing her hands on her knees. "Take your hand and smack one of my butt cheeks." Using his right hand Bill quickly smacked her left butt cheek -- apparently a little too firmly. "Ouch," replied Georgette. "Ohm I'm sorry Georgette. I didn't mean to hurt you," Bill apologized. The Initiates Pt. 02 Ch. 01 "Don't apologize Bill. Never apologize unless I've used the red signal. Even if I use the yellow code several times to get you to ease up -- never apologize. Masters do not apologize to their slaves. Now that smack was just a little too sharp to start off with for me. I was just trying to teach you a grading system or scale to compare. On a scale of 1 to 10, that was almost a 5. I will usually want you to start off with 1's. But instead of just starting right out to spank me, use your hand to rub and massage both my ass cheeks. It gets the circulation flowing back there, plus it feels really good," Georgette looked over her shoulder back at Bill with a smile. Bill soothingly rubbed her butt cheeks, alternating from one to another, and then using both hands to massage both cheeks at the same time. "Mmmm that's it. Now -- lightly -- start a series of swats alternating from cheek to cheek. No steady rhythm, just switching back and forth from left to right, right to left. But using that first smack as a gauge, start of at a 1 and gradually start increasing. You'll probably be able to tell when you can move up to a 2 or a 3." Once again Bill followed his instructions like a good student. 'Pop, pop, pop-pop-pop, pop, pop-pop, pop, pop-pop-pop-pop-pop, pop.' All delivered at what he was guessing was a 1 in intensity. After several cycles Georgette began teasingly shaking her butt and moaning. Sensing the change Bill moved up the scale to a 2 or a 3. "Oh yeaahhh," Georgette moaned. "You're catching on really... well. Just like that..." Then a high pitched "Yeow!" as Bill slipped in one slap at more of a 5 or a 6. Sensing that he had gone too hard Bill backed back down to a 1. "No, no. That was a good 'Yeow' Bill," Georgette straightened up and turned to face him. "I think you were sensing that I was ready for a little more. You just should mix it up some... After a while at a 1 then you can move up to a 2 or 3, with an occasional 4 or 5. Then you move up to a 4 or 5, but occasionally go back to a 2 or a 3 to give me some brief relief. Then as you move on up to a 5 and a 6 you drop back to a 1 for a few seconds. Then jump right back to a 5 or 6. I think you get the picture. But don't ever take a 'Yeow' or an 'ouch' as a reason to back off. You only do that if I use the yellow code." "Let's move over to the sofa, Bill. The trick is to know what I want and when I want it." Georgette sat Bill down on the narrow end of the sofa and then draped herself over his lap -- her feet on the floor on one side of his knees and her hands on the floor on the other side. "Now let's see if we can get you some more practice while you try and turn my ass a nice deep shade of pink." Bill stopped for a few seconds to admire the sight of this gorgeously beautiful woman draped over his lap. He began a sensuous massage of her ass cheeks. Almost getting lost in the sight and feel of her cheeks in his hand. The way they jiggled when he shook them. Finally breaking his musings he began very lightly to almost tap her butt. Slowly building up to a 1 or a 2, where he leveled off for a while. Becoming impatient, Georgette shook her ass at Bill, which resulted in a firm 6 to each cheek. "Young lady! I'll decide when I'm ready to proceed with MY spanking. Because that's just what it is, MY spanking. And I'll enjoy it the way I want to. Do... you.... understand?" Bill asked, delivering a sound 6 between each word. "Yes Sir" was Georgette's soft response. Backing down to a 2 or 3 again Bill continued with his swats to Georgette's upturned ass. If it wasn't obvious from the moans emanating from Georgette that she was enjoying her spanking, it would have been from the way she moved her ass when Bill paused a few seconds to give his hand a break. Whenever Bill would stop Georgette would raise her ass slightly and shake it at Bill, almost daring him to spank it again. This scene continued for several minutes. Several agonizing minutes of Georgette being brought closer and closer to entering her 'zone'. Sometimes progressing to a 4 or 5, other times a tantalizing, almost toying, 1. Sometimes nothing at all until she would raise her butt up and shake it, begging for another stinging swat. Finally Bill stopped completely and removed his hand from Georgette and just sat there admiring her hot, pink ass. Georgette turned and looked over her shoulder at Bill, who just stared back at her, poker faced. His face may have shown no expression, but his dick was leaving no doubt in Georgette's mind that he was enjoying himself. It was rock hard and pulsing against her belly with each swat. Feeling suddenly inspired Georgette stuck her tongue out at Bill and wiggled her butt one more time. Not to be teased Bill delivered a long series of stinging smacks, all at a level 5 or 6. This series soon had Georgette panting with that glorious pain/pleasure that made her crave spankings so dearly. Once again Bill stopped completely, but this time he reached down with his left hand and took hold of Georgette's left nipple. Grasping it firmly, but not too tightly, Bill used her nipple to raise Georgette from his lap. "I want you up on the sofa on your knees," Bill ordered. Quickly and obediently Georgette complied, his firm grasp on her nipple making it easy to understand where he wanted her. Bill positioned Georgette on the widest portion of the sofa, on her knees and hands with her butt up in the air, her body parallel to the sofa. In this position Bill discovered that Georgette's mouth was just even with his own groin. Letting go of her nipple, Bill searched around the bag until he found the leather and fur paddle. Showing the paddle to Georgette, Bill's eyes asked permission without having to utter a word. Georgette nodded her head and then spoke, "Bill. You have been a very good student. I think you did a great job of sensing where I was... where my mind was. If you do as well with Brenda, then you and her are going to have mind blowing experiences experimenting with your new game. I didn't really expect to get turned on like this... and I know that you are supposed to be in charge... but this time when you're spanking me with the paddle... when you sense that I'm entering that zone... you can switch to the leather side of the paddle... then... if you'll take your left hand and reach between my legs to rub my clit... at the same time you're still spanking me... I think you may get to see just the kind of explosive orgasm a spanking can cause." Georgette breathlessly continued, "Brenda may be completely different, but for me when you see that I'm getting close to orgasm, please don't stop spanking me. In fact, right at the height of my orgasm you can spank me at a 7 or almost an 8. As I start coming down from the orgasm you should stop the spanking completely. And then, before I really have time to come all the way down you should fuck me. Fuck me hard, just take me. You can take me from behind, roll me over onto my back, I don't really care. Then isn't the time to make love to me. Just let the animal in you take over and give me the fucking that I deserve." At that very moment they could clearly hear Brenda, and this time George as well, scream in unison as they both obviously reached their release at almost the same time. Once again they both paused to listen to the sounds of their spouses from upstairs. Gradually, taking that as his cue Bill once again started spanking Georgette's upturned ass. Using the furry side of the paddle he started back at 1s and 2s. Quickly progressing through to 2s, 3s, 4s and 5s. Then he flipped the paddle over to the leather side and began administering a steady barrage of swats. Trying his best to hover at a steady 4 or 5, Bill used his left hand to reach between Georgette's splayed legs, as she had instructed, to search out her mound. At the first touch of his fingers to Georgette's soaking wet clit she arched her back, jerked her head up and screamed out in orgasm, "UNNNNHHHHH!!!!" Georgette's entire body shook and quickly absorbed a second, less intense orgasm as Bill continued spanking and strumming her drenched clit. "Smack, Smack, Smack," all delivered at a steady 7. "Unhhhhh! Unhhhh! Unhhhh!" Brenda started an almost steady stream of small explosions as George pounded her upturned ass with the leather paddle. Finally, unable to resist his own urges Bill threw down the paddle, flipped Georgette over onto her back and in one single hard plunge rammed his fat cock into her sopping wet pussy. As soon as Bill's prick bottomed out and their pubic bones ground against each other, Georgette let out a long, high pitched wail, "AIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! I'M CUMING! I'M CUMMING! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! AIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!" The convulsions taking place in the walls of Georgette's vagina was all that it took to carry Bill, screaming, over the edge, "AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" Fully spent Bill collapsed down onto Georgette's equally spent body. They only lay there for a few seconds before they carefully pulled their sated bodies apart and curled up on the sofa in each other's arms. Both were asleep in seconds. George Teaches Brenda -- Or What Had Been Happening Upstairs A thousand things were going through Brenda's mind as she silently followed George up the stairs. They entered in a large bedroom that, in most houses, would be considered a master bedroom. Brenda could make out the luxuriously appointed bathroom through double French doors attached to one wall of the room. A huge king size bed stood centered along another wall. It's size would easily dwarf Brenda's tiny body. For the first time since entering the house tonight Brenda felt alone and somewhat vulnerable -- not scared, just vulnerable and exposed. Sensing Brenda's thoughts George softly called her name, before softly taking her in his arms to provide comfort. Although Brenda didn't pull away, but she didn't return George's warm hug either. Detecting a hesitancy George spoke softly, "Brenda. Are you okay? Would you feel more comfortable if we went back down and joined Bill and Georgette?" Brenda looked up at George and replied, "No I just... it's just... George can I tell you something and will you promise not to tell Bill?" George quickly responded, "No, Brenda I can't promise that. One of the ways that his life style works -- maybe the only way -- is if there are no secrets between you and the other members of the club, which your husband doesn't know about. I mean there are always little innocent things that you don't talk about, but real secrets -- that's a big trouble maker. Can you tell me in general what you mean?" "Okay. I may tell Bill anyway. How's this? I'll tell you what's going on with me and I won't make you promise not to tell." "Okay, Brenda. So what are you so concerned about?" "Well I've not been completely truthful about this domination thing. I've read a lot about it... read a lot of erotic stories as well. I had just always thought it was pure fantasy until recently. Being blindfolded that first night here... not having control over things... being led around -- controlled -- by you and Georgette... that alone got my juices flowing. Then when I heard you giving orders to Georgette... when I heard you spanking her... and the sounds she made... I almost came that night just from hearing the two of you." "Anyway..." Brenda continued. "I'm not sure how much of a 'lesson' I'm actually going to need. I'm... well I'm getting pretty wet just sitting here talking about it." Brenda said with a sigh. "Okay, Brenda I'll make a slight change of plans. You remember the safety words right? 'Yellow' and 'red?" Brenda nodded her head. "Well Georgette and I also use another code word 'red hot'. That word is just the opposite of 'yellow'. If you work 'red hot' into a sentence it tells me that I need to be a little more firmer, spank you a little harder, pinch your nipples a little more... Whatever I happen to be doing at the time I'll raise the intensity level a little bit. Do you understand?" "Yeah, I think I read something on a B&D website about that one time. If I say something like 'please don't put those clamps on my red hot nipples' then that's really telling you that I want you to do just that." "My, my. You sound like you're already a pro in this kind of play," George smiled. "Not well experienced, just well read... and a lot of fantasizing... a lot of masturbating to those fantasies," Brenda confessed as her face turned a bright crimson. "Okay Brenda here's what we're going to do. You go take your shower -- alone. I'll get our toy bag out of the closet and put it on the bed. Then when you get out of the bathroom I'll go take my shower. You can go through the bag and pull out any toys that think you might like to try. The ones you're sure you don't want to use just put them back in the bag." "Now," George instructed pushing Brenda toward the bathroom. "Get that pretty little butt of yours in there and get cleaned up... because I need to get in there myself." Tonight Brenda reversed her normal routine and, after using the potty, completed her shower in record time. She quickly dried her short hair and walked back into the bedroom -- her naked body glistening in the soft light of the lone lamp on the dresser. George hesitated briefly before taking his own shower, "Brenda I think I'll be easily able to tell how hard to spank you based on your reactions, but I'm not sure how much 'control' you want me to exert and how slowly you want to start off. Georgette likes to start of pretty slowly and gradually build up as she gets more and more turned on. The wife of one of our club members is just the opposite. She likes to start off pretty strong and build even higher. I need to get some kind of gauge from you as to what you like. We like to use a scale of 1 to 10. A 1 is a very low intensity, while a 10 would be relatively painful. Georgette likes to start off at a 1 and build slowly up to a 5 or a 6. Only occasionally does she want to go past a 7 or an 8 and never all the way to a 9 or 10. On the other hand our other female friend likes to start at around a 4 or 5 and with her husband will occasionally go all the way to a 10. I have a hard time going past an 8 with her myself. As a matter of fact, when I'm feeling especially naughty I'll drop down to a 2 or a 3 with her -- she sees that as almost torture." "Well... I'm not sure I know how to answer that question right now... Let me think about it and I promise I'll give you some indication by the time you get out of the shower." George, matching the pace of Brenda took less than fifteen minutes to finish his bathroom duties and return to the bedroom freshly showered and shaved. He stopped briefly and took in a breath as he saw Brenda kneeling timidly in the middle of the bed. Her hands clasped behind her straight back and a blindfold pulled down over her eyes. Laying out neatly on the bed was an assortment of toys. The leather and fur paddle was out, as was the cherry paddle lying beside it. But also laid out were two anal toys; one a relatively slim sized butt plug the other a longer and thicker butt plug that was also an anal vibrator. Maybe most surprising to George was also a short leather quirt. The quirt was about seven inches long and was used to punish tits, nipples and sometimes it was even used on the pussy or clit itself. George wondered if Brenda actually knew its proper use, or did she think it was for her ass as well. The nipple clamps were also there, as well as two different kinds of vibrators; one a remote controlled egg shaped vibrator and the second a moderate size penis shaped vibrator. George surveyed the large assortment of toys, devising a plan. He walked over to the bed, lifted the blindfold from Brenda's eyes and softly spoke, "Brenda, before we begin I have a couple of questions for you. Besides the toys that you left in the bag, is there anything off limits?" "I... I'm not sure I'm ready for full anal sex. But the vibrator and butt plug are fine. Bill and I play with them at home. With Bill however, I can't take his dick in my pussy at the same time I have anything other than a very slim vibrator in my ass. It might be interesting if you wanted to try that," Brenda smiled daringly. "What about swallowing," George asked. "Oh yeah, thanks for asking. I've never swallowed before. Or at least I have never been able to in the past. When I'm masturbating and dreaming about being dominated, I sometimes fantasize about Bill cumming in my mouth and then forcing me to swallow his cum... the thought of it brings me to a shattering orgasm. But then when I have tried to with Bill before... I've just not been able to swallow. I can't explain it really... I love the idea... just can't bring myself to follow through. I love Bill's pre-cum, but I've never been able to swallow his actual cum before." "Okay Brenda. It sounds like you have thought about this a lot. Anything else you want to add?" George asked. "I... I think that covers about everything I can think of," Brenda replied cautiously. Picking up on Brenda's hesitancy George questioned, "About? What are you holding back Brenda? What are you not telling me?" "Well..." Brenda replied as she lowered her eyes to the bed and her face flushed. "I... uhmm... well... sometimes in my fantasies I imagine Bill 'punishing' my tits and nipples... spanking them... pinching my nipples..." an obvious shudder ran through Brenda's body as she confessed her dark secrets to George. "Sooo.... you like to have your nipples and breasts punished," smiled George as he lightly pinched her extended nipples. "Yes, Sir I do," replied Brenda as she raised her head to make eye contact with George. The red flush had disappeared and a steady, hungry expression remained on Brenda's face. "Before we get started let me ask you one final question Brenda. In your fantasies... do they follow a particular theme? Is there one recurring scene that you play out?" George questioned. "You see that's the thing. Maybe it's because I've never really participated in any dominance or submission games, but when I... when I masturbate like that my thoughts kind of jump around. One minute Bill might be forcing his dick in my mouth, the next moment some faceless man, or woman, might be spanking me while I'm tied to a spanking bench. Then I might switch to more vanilla sex that is very... forceful. I might focus on being told I'm not allowed to cum. Or I might be made to kneel while my tits, and especially my nipples are more or less tortured -- no severe pain, but the nice thing about fantasy is that I can imagine something very extreme, but I can also control how much pain I actually 'feel' from it. When I get the hottest, when I'm just about to cum my fantasy is sometimes more physical than it is mental. Does that make sense?" "Yes, Brenda. I think that makes perfect sense. Ninety percent of games like this are in the head. Now, is there anything else you want to discuss?" George asked. Brenda took a big breath and exhaled slowly before straightening her back, lowering the blindfold back in position and responded, "No Sir. And I think I've decided at what level of intensity I would like to start." Brenda paused for several seconds before continuing in a soft voice, "I would like to start around a 4 or even a 5, Sir." Then taking another cleansing breath Brenda surrendered, "Sir. My body belongs to you. I exist tonight totally for your pleasure. Use me in any way that gives you pleasure." George immediately picked up the short quirt and walked around so he was standing on the floor directly in front of Brenda. "Brenda, to begin with you are presenting yourself improperly to me. Move your hands from behind your back and clasp them behind you neck... That's correct. Now straighten your back and stop slouching." The Initiates Pt. 02 Ch. 02 If you haven't read the series simply titled "The Initiates" you may want to go back and read those two Chapters first in order to better understand the characters for this story series. It goes without saying you should read Chapter 1 of this series before proceeding with this Chapter. And remember the two rules: Please Vote and Please provide Feedback. I hope you enjoy the read... Chapter 1 – The Post Game Celebration Brenda woke with a start. Slightly disoriented it took her a few moments to get her bearings and realize where she was. She instantly realized that the naked male form beside her wasn't Bill her husband. Then she remembered the events of the night and realized she was ensconced firmly in the arms of George, the husband of her new best friend. The room was pitch black and it took her eyes a few minutes to adjust to the darkness. Slowly she began making out shapes in the room... the dresser, the French doors to the bathroom... the open door to the hallway. Brenda lay there for a few minutes; her mind replaying in starts and stops images from their early lovemaking – correction their earlier... what was it? It certainly wasn't lovemaking. And it was more than just sex. Games. That was what Georgette and George had called it. That name certainly seemed to fit. Brenda chuckled softly as she thought of the analogy to a game. There had certainly been a lot of 'scoring'... even a penalty or two. Brenda almost laughed out loud with that comparison. There had even been snacks, thought Brenda. She smacked her lips a little at the salty/sweet flavor that lingered in her mouth. That was some 'snack' Brenda mused. Suddenly her eyes opened wide. What had she done? She had never, ever swallowed her husband's cum. Then tonight she had not only swallowed, she had begged George to cum in her mouth. Guilt suddenly washed over her as she carefully extricated her body from George's tight embrace. George struggled slightly as Brenda got out of bed, but a slight pat to his shoulder caused him to simply roll over and drift right back to sleep. Brenda needed to find Bill. She needed to apologize to her husband. She wasn't sure how... or even why, but she had to find him and apologize to him about what she had done. Quietly Brenda tiptoed out of the room and down the stairs. Unlike the darkened 'game room' she had just left; the den where Bill and Georgette were lying was brightly lit. It looked as if every light and lamp in the room was turned on. Because of the brightness Brenda could clearly see Bill and Georgette's naked bodies wrapped tightly around one another – half lying, half sitting on the sofa. Brenda thought she should be jealous seeing her husband tightly holding another woman. But actually she wasn't jealous at all. Brenda stopped and looked at the naked bodies for a minute or two, admiring the physique of her husband. Shifting her gaze to Georgette for a few moments Brenda would have to admit that rather than being jealous she was actually getting slightly turned on. Turned on by her husband's flaccid dick lying across his thigh. Brenda was embarrassed at the thought that she was getting turned on as she openly gazed at Georgette's breasts. Her eyes drifted down between Georgette's legs. In the position she was lying Brenda couldn't see Georgette's sexy snatch, but she could remember exactly what it looked like... what is tasted like. A shudder went through Brenda's body as she quickly drew her eyes up. There they focused on Georgette's equally open eyes. She saw the smile on Georgette's face as she realized that Georgette had caught her – caught her staring openly at Georgette's naked body. Brenda started to speak before Georgette silenced her with a finger to her lips. Carefully Georgette separated herself from Bill, rearranging him into a comfortable position on the sofa and then quietly padded across the room to where Brenda was still standing. She gave Brenda a brief hug and kissed her lightly on the lips, "Hey Sweetie. How are you doing?" The touch of their naked bodies actually sent shivers through both girls. "I'm... I'm okay," Brenda replied hesitantly. "What is it Brenda? Did this 'game' bother you? Are you okay?" Georgette asked. "No... no... I'm okay... well kind of... I... I think I need to talk to Bill. I need to confess something to him," Brenda spoke softly. "Brenda? Are you having regrets? Are you sorry that we decided to play like this?" Georgette continued. "No... it's not that really... it's just... well I think I need to apologize to Bill about something George and I did." "Do you want me to wake Bill, or do you want to talk about it to me first?" Georgette questioned. "Well... it's just... can we sit down and talk a few minutes?" Brenda pled. "Sure." Georgette reassured as she took Brenda's hand and led her out to the pool. "Want to get in and soak or just sit in a chair?" "Let's get in the water," Brenda answered. "Soaking might help some of my slightly sore body parts," Brenda joked. "George wasn't too rough on you was he?" Georgette asked in a concerned tone. "Oh no," Brenda answered quickly. "He was rough... but not too rough... just right rough," Brenda dreamily answered as the two girls held hands and walked down the steps into the pool. "Okay, girl. Spill it. What's got you all concerned that you think you should apologize to Bill about?" Georgette quizzed. "Well... tonight with George... when we were playing our game... he refused to let me cum at first... he refused to let me have an orgasm until I swallowed his cum... so I did... not only did I swallow it I actually begged him to give it to me," Brenda spilled out in one stuttering breath. "And???" Georgette asked somewhat perplexed. "Well you see Georgette... I've never swallowed Bill's cum before... I was never able to swallow it before... I've fantasized about it... about being forced to swallow his cum... but I had never tasted cum before tonight. I had told George about my fantasies about being forced to swallow cum... and well...I guess he worked that into our little game.... and... Wow! It was scrumptious," Brenda admitted with an embarrassed grin. "So let me get this straight," Georgette began. "You sometimes fantasize about being forced to swallow cum. And tonight George 'forced' you to swallow his cum. Now you feel like you need to apologize to Bill? You and Bill have never played these types of dominant games before. He's never 'forced' you to do anything in your lovemaking before. And now you're feeling guilty because you acted out that fantasy with George – before you did with Bill." "Yeah, I guess that about sums it up. I feel guilty that I did that with George tonight and I never did it with Bill before," Brenda answered. "Soooo... has Bill ever spanked you like he did me tonight?" Georgette asked. "No." "Has Bill ever smacked you in the face with his dick before – like he did with me," Georgette continued. "No, not really." "Has he ever put his dick in your mouth and made you swallow his pre-cum – like he did with me?" Georgette continued. "Nooo," Brenda dreamily replied. "At least not yet anyway," Brenda smiled back with a twinkle. "So should Bill apologize to you for doing any of those things with me?" Georgette queried. "Certainly not... at least not as long as he'll promise to do all of that and more with me sometime." Brenda added with a long laugh as she finally let go of her pent up concerns. The two girls drifted around in the pool for a few minutes in silence. They let the gentle lap of the water relax their slightly abused, but sated, bodies. Brenda dreamily thought back to the earlier scenes with George. A small shudder overtook her as she remembered being laid out on the bed. A vibrator in her ass. A vibrator in her pussy. A third one on her clit as she was 'forced' to suck George's dick. Georgette happened to be looking at Brenda when she saw her shudder. Georgette also noticed the immediate distention of Brenda's nipples. She also noticed the dreamy faraway look that came into Brenda's eyes. "Spill it girl. What's getting you so worked up over there?" Georgette teased. A little uncomfortable Brenda responded, "Well... I... I was just drifting back to the wonderful time... the wonderful experience I had earlier tonight with George," Brenda replied. "And it's getting you all worked up again?" Georgette taunted. "Speaking of work..." George's deep voice startled both women as he approached the pool. George was fully clothed in a pair of khakis and a light sweater shirt. "I just got a call from work. I have to go in and I probably will have to work all night. It may be lunch time before I get back home." Brenda immediately started climbing out of the pool, "Oh. Okay, I'll wake Bill and we'll head out." "What? Nonsense," Bill retorted. "You two stay as long as you like. As a matter of fact... Georgette? Why don't you come up here and let me make a suggestion to you." "Georgette quickly climbed out of the pool and walked over to George. Being careful not to get him wet the two whispered back and forth for a few minutes. Occasionally looking over at Brenda still standing in the pool and then at Bill, still asleep on the sofa." Georgette finally nodded her head up and down aggressively. Smiled really big at Brenda and then kissed her husband good bye. Georgette took two running steps across the deck of the pool and dove in, covering half the length of the pool under water before surfacing and wiping water from her eyes. From half way across the pool Georgette looked directly into Brenda's eyes with a twinkle and teased, "Soooo.... George tells me you like to start out at a 4 or a 5 when you get a spanking." If most of Brenda's body had not been hidden by the water Georgette would have seen her blush from head to toe. As it was, Georgette could see a deep red hue spread over the visible parts. At the same time Brenda's nipples unmistakably became erect. "Well... I.... uhhh...." Brenda stuttered as she dropped her gaze to the pool. "Relax, Sweetie, George was just giving me the Reader's Digest version of earlier tonight," Georgette explained as she swam toward Brenda. Maintaining eye contact she continued, "He also said that you took a vibrator on your clit, one in your pussy and a third one in your ass – all at the same time," Georgette continued her teasing. Drifting directly in front of Brenda, their mouths inches apart, Georgette continued, "He also said you liked to have your nipples pinched – hard." With the last word Georgette reached out and firmly pinched both of Brenda's nipples. Georgette was almost six inches taller than Brenda and practically towered over the petite brunette. The closeness coupled with the size difference immediately placed Brenda in somewhat of a subservient attitude toward the large breasted Georgette. "And...." maintaining a firm hold on her nipples and forcing Brenda to make eye contact with her, "and... that you even liked him to use the quirt on your nipples and pussy," Georgette breathed huskily. "And you know what else he said," Georgette asked as she moved her mouth within millimeters of Brenda's lips. "He encouraged me to continue our little game with you and Bill," Georgette kissed Brenda deeply, maintaining her grasp of the petite girl's nipples, sharing their tongues in a deep soulful kiss. "Would you like that, Brenda? Would you like for you, me and your dear husband to continue playing tonight? Would you like to be the little slave girl for both Bill and me tonight?" Brenda was unable to verbally respond and could only shake her head up and down as her eyes spoke a silent 'Yes'. Round Two – Georgette and Bill Make Brenda 'Theirs' Although George had tried to make very little noise as he left the house, Bill still awoke as George came through the den. George briefly explained to Bill that he had been called in to work and then cryptically told Bill that Georgette had a gift for him out in the pool. Bill had just walked into the pool area in time to see Georgette and Brenda break their kiss. From where he had stopped in his tracks he couldn't hear their exchange, but he could see Brenda slightly shaking her head up and down with a serious, somewhat sensuous look on her face. As he stepped closer he could also see that Georgette had each of Brenda's nipples lightly pinched between her fingers. Both girls saw Bill at the same time, "Hey, Tiger," Georgette quickly spoke. "Brenda and I were just discussing what we were going to do for the rest of the night with George gone. George and I thought it would be a great idea for us to continue our little educational session. He thought you and I should practice dominating our little slave girl here. Isn't that right Brenda? Wouldn't you like both Bill and me to play some games with you?" Brenda searched Bill's eyes for confirmation and reassurance. Seeing nothing in his eyes she dropped her gaze below his waist. From his already expanding erection it was obvious that Bill was interested. Looking back into his eyes Brenda answered a weak, "Yes." Then taking a few cleansing breaths Brenda looked first at Bill then Georgette and responded with more assurance, "Sir... M'am. My body belongs to you. I exist tonight totally for your pleasure. Use me in any way that gives you pleasure." "Oh goodie. Play time," Georgette squealed as she scampered out of the pool. Looking back into the pool Georgette spoke, "Brenda. Bill and I have a little planning to do. I want you to go gather up all of the toys in the den and then the ones upstairs in the bedroom where you and George were playing. Take them all into the bathroom up there and clean them. Then come back down here for further instructions." Brenda climbed out of the pool with a dreamy faraway expression on her face, "But Georgette, Bill... errr M'am, Sir...I need to take a bath before we start playing." "Silence!" Bill's firm voice even startled Georgette as he spoke. "Brenda, slave girls do NOT tell their Masters what they need. Only the needs of the Master or Mistress are important. Do you understand?" "Yes, Sir, Brenda quickly responded. This time it was Georgette that spoke, "Brenda! Stand where you are. Spread your legs shoulder width. Hands behind your head.... Good. Now stand there while Bill and I discuss the proper punishment for your lapse in judgment." Taking Bill by the hand she led him into the den out of earshot of Brenda. "Bill. George told me that Brenda likes it just a little more... shall we say intense... than I do. Are you up to raising your game a little more with Brenda?" Bill glanced back at his wife standing straight as Georgette had instructed. His cock pulsed into a full erection, "Oh I think I can manage raising the stakes a little higher with Brenda." Bill chuckled at the thought of dominating his sexy little wife with the help of Georgette – the vixen. "Good. We'll talk later, but for now just follow my lead. You remember how I told you I like to start off with spankings around a 1. Well, according to George, Brenda likes to start off at a 4 or 5." George's dick pulsed as Georgette spoke. Partly because he was glancing at his wife standing with her legs spread, her back rigid and her hands clasped behind her head. It also didn't hurt that Georgette also lightly grasped Bill by the dick as she whispered, "George gave me his okay to play with both of you while he's at work." With that Georgette released her light hold of Bill's erection and continued, "Bill how do you want to play this? You can completely take control of both Brenda and me, or I can help you with your dominance over Brenda. We can both seek our pleasure with Brenda," Georgette continued. It was obvious from her tone that Georgette was hoping for the latter. "I think..." Bill pondered. "I think that we can share our little slave girl tonight." He then took Georgette's chin in his hand and turned her to face him. "As long as you understand that I am sharing my 'number one' slave... with my 'number two' slave." As Bill finished the last sentence he lightly tweaked Georgette's right nipple. "I'll let you take the lead, as a learning adventure for me. But at any time be prepared for me to take control of both of you sexy little slaves." "Mmmmm.... sounds dreamy to me," Georgette smiled back. "Let's go play with our little toy," Georgette threw over her head as she almost skipped back to where Brenda was standing. Taking the lead Georgette spoke, "Brenda. I want you to go back into the water again and come back out properly. Properly means without starting out telling us that you 'need a shower. Do you understand?" Brenda looked first at Bill and when he nodded his head she turned to Georgette, "Yes M'am." With that Brenda lowered her hands from behind her head and walked back into the pool. Turning to look first at Bill then at Georgette Brenda took a couple of breaths and started out of the water. As she exited the water Bill spoke up this time, "Brenda. Until I tell you differently Georgette is your Mistress. I am still your Master, but Georgette, your Mistress, may also give you instructions at any time. You are to obey any instruction she gives you as if it came directly from me. Understand?" "Yes, sir. M'am. My body belongs to both of you. I exist tonight totally for your pleasure. Use me in any way that gives either of you pleasure," Brenda stated as she stopped and stood silently in front of Bill and Georgette. Moving behind Brenda, Georgette spoke, "Brenda a few minutes ago you were defiant to your Master and Mistress by telling them what you 'needed'. For that you are to be punished. Now stand erect... hands behind your head... your feet spread shoulder width apart... wider. That's it." Brenda followed each of Georgette's orders quickly and efficiently. "Now Brenda. Do you know why I asked you to go back into the pool just now?" Georgette quizzed. "Because I told you that I needed a shower when I came out. You wanted me to do it over again properly?" Brenda asked cautiously. "Well that's partially correct," Georgette answered. "But that's why you're being punished not why I sent you back into the pool.... I sent you back into the pool.... because.... a... wet... ass... stings... so nicely." With each word Georgette delivered a stinging blow to Brenda's ass cheeks. Alternating from left to right with each swat. Bill could see Brenda's eyes open widely and her mouth open in a wide 'O', but no sound escaped her lips. "That's a good girl," Georgette sweetly intoned. "You took your punishment quite well." Georgette finished by rubbing and squeezing both of Brenda's ass cheeks. "Now go gather all of the toys, take them upstairs and clean them as I told you earlier." With the last word Georgette delivered one more burning slap to Brenda's still wet ass. "Hold it just a minute," Bill interrupted. "Brenda come over to me... stand... back straight... hands behind your head... that's right. Good girl, you spread your legs wide without even being told to. Before you go do what Georgette told you to do, I have a question for you." "Yes Sir," Brenda asked as her eyes became even darker pools. Never losing contact with Brenda's eyes Bill reached between her legs and slid his fingers into her pussy. "My question is..." Bill strummed Brenda's clit a few times before sliding two fingers inside her obviously drenched pussy. "Does thinking about being dominated make you wet, Brenda? Does thinking about being dominated by Georgette make you wet?" Brenda shuddered involuntarily as Bill pulled his fingers away, "Yes, Sir. Thinking about Georgette telling me what to do is making me very wet." Turning to the other girl Bill continued, "Georgette. Come over here." The Initiates Pt. 02 Ch. 02 Georgette quickly walked over to the couple. "Georgette. Taste my fingers and tell me if you think Brenda is getting wet," Bill ordered as he placed his fingers in Georgette's mouth. "Mmmmm. Yes, Bill I think Georgette is getting very wet... and yummy," Georgette smirked as Bill pulled his fingers from her mouth with a loud smack. "Georgette!" Bill scolded. "You are to refer to me as 'Sir'. Just because I am giving you permission to play with Brenda here, that doesn't mean you can be disrespectful to me. Do you understand?" "Yes Sir," Georgette quickly answered the smirk instantly disappearing from her face. "I'm sorry Sir." "Well Brenda. It seems that our little playmate has exceeded her authority by becoming too casual toward me. What do you think I should do about that Georgette?" Georgette immediately assumed an identical position to Brenda. Back straight... legs apart and her hands behind her head. She looked directly at Bill and replied, "Sir it is not my place to recommend a punishment. It is entirely up to you to decide what to do with your impudent 'number two' slave." Bill stepped back and admired the sight standing before him... two beautifully naked women... both completely exposed... and under his complete control. Bill's dick immediately rose to a hard, almost painful, erection as he pondered all of the opportunities presented before him. Bill casually strolled around the two women as he admired their beauty and their vulnerability. "Welllll.... let me think about it. I could spank this beautiful ass of yours..." Bill sneered as he firmly squeezed both of Georgette's cheeks. "Or I could let my 'number one' slave here spank your ass like you did to her. Would you like that Brenda? Would you like to spank Georgette's ass tonight?" "Yes, Sir!" Brenda excitedly spoke before very quickly correcting herself. "Uhhh... Sir it would be entirely up to you if you want me to spank her for you." Brenda added quickly. "Good catch Brenda," Bill praised. Moving in front of Georgette he slipped his fingers between her legs as well. "Let's see if the idea of a little group slavery is making you hot as well," Bill whispered as he stroked her clit a couple of times before sliding them into her equally drenched pussy. "Well, well, well. I see that you are just as wet as Brenda here. So here is what I'm going to do. Georgette... you stand perfectly still. Brenda. You may remove your hands from behind your head and move over in front of Georgette." Brenda did as instructed. "Now Brenda, wet your fingers in your own sexy little pussy... that's a good girl." Brenda gasped slightly and her eyes flickered shut as soon as her own fingers came in contact with her clit. "Now Brenda feed your fingers to Georgette and give her another taste of just how sweet your pussy tastes." Brenda did as instructed as Georgette greedily sucked the juices off of Brenda's fingers. "Do you like the way Brenda tastes?" Bill asked Georgette as Brenda pulled her fingers free. "Yes sir. Very much so," Georgette intoned. "Giving you a taste of something that sweet doesn't sound like much of a punishment to me. Does it Georgette?" Bill asked. "No sir. That was a treat for me," Georgette cheerfully replied. "Well then let's see how this next part goes. Brenda put your fingers in Georgette's mouth one more time. Georgette, get them really wet. Coat Brenda's fingers well with your saliva. Because once she's done Brenda is going to use those fingers to play with you. Brenda, your goal is to get Georgette to cum. Georgette you are not allowed to cum." "Now just to up the ante a little bit... while Brenda is happily strumming and fingering you Georgette; I am going to be doing the same thing with her. Brenda, as I said your goal is to get Georgette to have an orgasm – before you reach one yourself. Georgette, if you come before Brenda does then you will receive a thorough spanking," Bill instructed. "Now Brenda I think your fingers are wet enough. You may begin." Bill stood and watched as Brenda placed her fingers between Georgette's legs and began playing. Georgette did her best to maintain composure, but it was obvious from her squirming that Brenda was already hitting the right spots. Moving beside Brenda, Bill softly ordered, "Brenda spread your legs slightly so I can reach you." Brenda awkwardly spread her legs and closed her eyes as Bill once again reached between her legs to strum her clit. "Remember Brenda. Your goal is to get Georgette to cum, before you do." Both girls stared intently into each other's eyes as Georgette stood ramrod straight... her legs spread about shoulder width apart... her hands still clasped tight behind her head. Brenda on the other had was also standing straight... her fingers working feverishly between Georgette's legs... her own legs spread slightly open with Bills fingers also working feverishly on her own clit. "Sooo... what's it going to be?" Bill questioned both. "Who is going to cum first? Is it going to be you, Brenda?" Bill asked as he re-doubled his efforts on Brenda's clit. "Or is it going to be you, Georgette?" as he suddenly stopped his movements in Brenda's pussy. Both girls trembled as they each stood perilously close to going over the edge in orgasm. Resuming his attention to Brenda's pussy, Bill slipped two fingers inside her saturated tunnel and rested his thumb against her clit. Bill pumped and stroked Brenda's hot box as he recognized the change in Brenda's breathing. Knowing that Brenda was racing toward orgasm he took his other hand and placed it on her nipple. Starting with a slight touch and gradually building to a harder and harder pinch Bill used both hands to take Brenda over the edge. "UNNNNHHHHHH!!!!!" Brenda screamed as the orgasm overtook her body. Her spastic movements caused her to pull her hand from Georgette's pussy. Georgette had been teetering on the edge of her own orgasm, "Nooooo!!!!!" Please????" Georgette pleaded as Brenda continued riding wave after wave of release, oblivious to Georgette's needs. Bill continued his assault on her pussy and nipple. "IIIIIEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!" Brenda screamed again as several more shudders shook her – so hard that she had difficulty maintaining her balance. Georgette meanwhile stood motionless. Her eyes watering slightly from the frustration of her denied release. "Well, well Georgette. I guess you received your punishment after all," Bill chuckled. Georgette, the experienced, slave did her best to remain standing upright and maintaining her composure. Brenda soon began coming back to the present as her body rid itself of her cresting release. Bill leaned over and whispered lightly into Georgette's ear, before slipping his tongue out and licking her ear lobe, "Maybe I'll let you have payback with Brenda a little later tonight." Georgette shuddered from the warm contact with her ear. As the two women slowly regained their self-control Bill continued his instructions, "Now Brenda. It's time for you to go clean up the toys as you were told. Once you are finished cleaning the toys, you may take a bath yourself. While you are gone Georgette and I will plan out the rest of your night." Georgette lowered her arms as Brenda left the pool area and headed for the house. "Wow. Are you sure you never played these kinds of domination games before?" Georgette breathlessly asked Bill. "No. Never. Not before tonight anyway. To be honest Georgette I hadn't even had much in the way of fantasies about this before," Bill answered. "Well, I must say you are a fast learner. As I said earlier a lot of this kind of play is in the head. You certainly got into my head just now. My knees are still shaking from being denied my orgasm. I'm not sure how much more I can teach you," Georgette said as she took Bill by the hand and led him into the den. They just caught a glimpse of Brenda's naked form scampering up the stairs as they sat down on the sofa. "Why don't you just ask me any questions you might have," Georgette said as she turned sideways to face Bill. Sitting as she was, with one leg up on the sofa spread Georgette's pussy open wide to Bills unwavering gaze. He couldn't take his eyes off the glistening tunnel and was momentarily hypnotized by the sight. "Hello... earth to Bill... are you there?" she teased as Bill snapped back to reality. "Before Brenda comes back down do you have any questions for me, or anything you want to plan for tonight?" "Well, I'm not sure," Bill began. "You said earlier that Brenda might like more intensity than you and I shared earlier. Exactly what do you mean by that? How intense? How physical?" Well let's take spanking for instance. I told you earlier that I liked to start out around a level 1 and slowly build up to a high of 5 or 6? Well according to George, Brenda likes to start off at a 4 or a 5 and really enjoys a 7 or even an 8 as she gets warmed up. Brenda really liked aggressive nipple play. I told you that I couldn't handle the nipple clamps... well that really loud scream we heard from Brenda earlier tonight was apparently an orgasm from the two of them using the clamps." "In addition, George and I have a small 7" or 8" leather whip, or quirt, in our toy bag. Brenda also liked that to be used on her nipples and even her pussy. George also said that he used the cherry paddle on her behind and apparently she saucily asked for more. So in other words... I think your sexy little minx of a wife really gets off on the physical side of play. Where with me it is actaully more mental," Georgette continued her explanation. Continuing Georgette added, "Now before Brenda gets back down here let's talk about tonight. She was right earlier. The toys and Brenda aren't the only thing that needs cleaning. The two of us need a bath as well." Georgette stood from the sofa and started to pull Bill up as well, before she paused as a reflective look came over her face. "Bill... Sir? Before we go take our baths... may I have your permission to ask for something that I might need?" "Sure, Georgette. What do you think you might need?" "Well..." Georgette began as she slowly turned her back to Bill. "Remember earlier how I told you my ass was off limits to you until I got more comfortable with you?" with that Georgette bent over at the waist, reached back and held her ass cheeks open displaying her pink rose bud to Bill. "Welllll.... I think I'm comfortable enough with you now that it is no longer off limits," with that she released her butt cheeks straightened up and headed for the stairs. "Just a minute young lady!" Bill announced before she was more than a step or two away. Georgette immediately stopped in her tracks and pivoted to face Bill. "Yes Sir?" "You really are an impudent little tease tonight aren't you? I gave you permission to ask for something, not tease me with that enticing little ass of yours." Bill admonished, doing his best to sound cross. Looking over Georgette's shoulder he noticed Brenda descending the stairs fresh from her bath; the red duffel full of toys in her hand. "Brenda. Come over here." Brenda quickly moved in position beside Georgette, "Yes Sir?" "Brenda. Georgette here is once again being a little impudent toward me. Apparently she didn't learn her lesson before." A smile crept over Brenda's face as she remembered the sweet orgasm she received the last time Georgette misbehaved. The reaction from Georgette was slightly different. Her eyes opened a little more and a look of concern showed in her expression. Walking behind the two girls Bill continued, "What this little... tease... did." Bill emphasized the word 'tease' with a smart slap to Georgette's butt and then continued the light punishment with every word. "What... this... impudent... little... tease... did was to show off her little ass hole and then immediately take it away from me. For that I think she needs to be punished – again!" Bill sealed the word 'again' with a sound slap at a 5 or a 6 level, causing Georgette to immediately respond with a loud "Ouch!" "Hmmm... not only is she impudent. Georgette is also vocal when she should be standing silently. Brenda? Where are your clothes that you wore over here tonight?" "In the master bedroom," Brenda responded with a puzzled expression on her face. "You two stand here silently and I'll be back," Bill instructed as he quickly left the den. Fishing around in both sets of discarded clothes from Brenda and Georgette he quickly found the two objects he was searching for. Returning to the den he found the two girls still standing silently just as he had instructed. Standing behind Georgette once again, Bill addressed Brenda, "Brenda? Is there a blindfold in that red bag?" "Yes sir, there is." "Then I want you to take it out and place it over Georgette's eyes." Brenda quickly complied with his instructions. Once the blindfold was securely in place Bill took the bag from Brenda. Rummaging around in the bag Bill located the butt plug and the lubricant. These two items he silently handed to the still puzzled Brenda. Maneuvering around in front of Georgette, Bill took a seat on the sofa. "Brenda, I want you to make preparations for Georgette's punishment. Do you understand what I mean?" Brenda looked at the lube, then the butt plug and quickly understood. "Yes Sir." Brenda began slicking up the butt plug as Bill addressed Georgette, "Georgette. I am sitting directly in front of you on the sofa. Lower your upper body until your hands are resting on the sofa." Georgette cautiously felt her way down until her hands rested on the sofa on each side of Bill's bare thighs. Leaning slightly forward Bill whispered to Georgette, "Spread your legs a little wider. That's right. Now I want you to open your mouth wide and lower you mouth a little lower." Expecting for Bill to put his dick in her mouth Georgette was momentarily caught off guard when instead he stuffed Brenda's previously worn thong into Georgette's open mouth. After Georgette's initial surprise she quickly adjusted as she moved the small article of clothing around in her mouth to a more comfortable position. Georgette's nostrils flared slightly as both her and Bill caught a light whiff of Brenda's fragrance from the still damp thong. "Now Georgette. Brenda is going to administer your punishment," Bill nodded at Brenda. Georgette abruptly raised her head straight up in shock as, instead of receiving a spanking from Brenda, she instead felt the slippery tip of the butt plug at her exposed anal opening. Slowly, but with determination, Brenda forced the object into Georgette's welcoming cavity. Bill watched in fascination as the experienced Georgette forced her body to relax as she accepted the unexpected intruder. There was a slight moan that escaped around the thong from Georgette as Brenda finished pushing the butt plug home. "Now Georgette, you may stand up... but make sure the butt plug stays firmly in place." Georgette straightened with care as she pulled her legs closer together to hold the stimulating intruder inside. Handing Georgette's thong to Brenda, Bill instructed, "Brenda please put these on Georgette to help hold the butt plug in." Brenda maneuvered the bright red thong around Georgette's ankles and up her thighs. Pulling it snug she adjusted the back strap of the thong so that lay between her cheeks and came to rest squarely against the base of the butt plug imbedded in Georgette's ass. Georgette responded with another slight moan every time Brenda's fingers came in contact with her own skin. A longer moan, almost a whimper, arose around the bright yellow thong in her mouth as Brenda carefully adjusted the string to place it on top of the plug. It appeared to Bill that Brenda was taking her own sweet time in adjusting the thong, but he let that slight transgression pass because he could clearly see the effect it was having on Georgette. Standing only inches in front of him, Bill could clearly see the slightly swollen lips of Georgette's pussy taking on a deeper shade of pink. Obviously Georgette was enjoying this little 'punishment'. Noticing the eraser point tips of Brenda's nipples it was obvious to Bill that Brenda was enjoying this little game as well. Putting an end to the girls interaction Bill spoke, "Okay ladies. It's time for Georgette and I to take a shower. Georgette you may remove the blindfold and take Brenda's panties out of your mouth. I will go upstairs and take a shower there. Georgette you may take your shower in the Master Bath. Just before getting in the shower you may remove the butt plug. But take the lube with you, because before you come back in here I want you to once again insert the butt plug and put on a new pair of panties, just to help it stay in place." Turning toward Brenda, "And as for you Brenda, you may sit here on the sofa and rest for a few minutes while we shower. However..." Once again looking through the toy bag, Bill pulled another object from inside. "However, just so you don't get too comfortable Georgette is going to put these on you," Bill announced with a smile as he tossed the nipple clamps to Georgette. Brenda's eyes opened wide as she saw the devious look on Georgette's face as she swung the nipple clamps back and forth in front of Brenda. Betraying her excitement however, a slight smile appeared on her lips. "And just to make sure they are seated well..." Bill continued as he also pulled the small quirt from the toy bag and handed it to Georgette. "I don't believe Brenda's nipples are erect enough to properly hold the clamps. Do you Georgette?" "No Sir, but I'm sure I can remedy that," Georgette smiled broadly as she smartly smacked the quirt against the palm of her hand. In a voice so stern that Brenda actually jumped Georgette ordered, "Brenda! Sit down on the sofa. And get in a comfortable position, because you aren't allowed to move again until Bill and I return. And do not make a sound while I do my work." Brenda instantly sat down and then after a moment's reflection extended the foot rest into a reclining position. Georgette saucily walked over to the reclining girl and began lightly tapping her right nipple with the quirt. Initially unsatisfied with the firmness of the erection, Georgette increased the intensity of the strikes that were aimed directly at the tip Brenda's now responsive right nipple. Soon satisfied that the quirt had done its job. Georgette placed the first clamp on the right nipple and then quickly moved to do the same to the left nipple. The already excited protrusion should have taken less time to prepare. But Georgette, not to be denied her own pleasure, still tapped it a number of times with the leather quirt. Finally satisfied that both nipple clamps were in place Georgette stood back to admire the excited Brenda. The nipple clamps had a screw adjustment on each that allowed you to change the force of the clamping action. Looking up at Bill Georgette asked, "Sir, may I have your permission to talk with Brenda, privately?" "Yes you may," Bill granted. The two girls whispered back and forth for a few seconds as Georgette once again adjusted the two nipple clamps. Georgette would make a slight adjustment to each screw and then look at Brenda's face for confirmation. Brenda simply nodded her head up and down a couple of times as Georgette bent to adjust the screws again. Finally satisfied with the tightness Georgette leaned back to look into Brenda's face, "Are you sure they're okay?" Brenda simply shook her head up and down. "They're on pretty tight and we may be gone for several minutes," Georgette continued. Once again Brenda merely shook her head up and down, her eyes beginning to take on a faraway look. "You're sure you don't want me to loosen the screws a little bit?" Georgette appealed. The Initiates Pt. 02 Ch. 02 This time Brenda firmly shook her head and mouthed the word "No". Looking toward Bill, Georgette asked, "Sir? May I make another adjustment to our little slave here?" "Yes, Georgette, but be careful that you remember your place in this little adventure," Bill warned. Looking back toward the girl Georgette instructed, "Brenda, raise your hinny up slightly and sit on your two hands... that's it. Now..." Georgette lifted the chain connecting the nipple clamps to Brenda's mouth. "Hold this chain in your mouth. Sit here on the sofa while Bill and I clean up... and think about what wonderful – and devious – fun the two of us are going to have with your body when we return." With that Bill and Georgette turned to leave with the apprehensive and anxious Brenda reclined on the sofa. Who had no choice but to sit...and wait. In the shower Bill contemplated just standing under the warm water and letting his mind sort through the events of tonight. After all this was the first time he had actually been alone with time to reflect on this new direction his and Brenda's sex life had taken. But remembering the anxious expression on Brenda's face when they left and pushing back his own desires he hurriedly bathed, dried his hair and went down stairs. Not bothering to put on any clothes saved him a few seconds more. From the bottom step he could see into the den where Brenda reclined just as they left her – sitting on her hands with the chain to the nipple clamps held firmly in her mouth. However, as he stepped closer toward the den Bill could tell that Brenda wasn't exactly sitting still. She was squirming just a little bit. Her face was set with a look of concentration, but her body seemed to be quivering slightly as she tried to maintain her self-control. Brenda caught the movement of her husband as he approached and being careful not to raise her head and place even more stress on the chain connecting her nipples, made eye contact with her husband. Brenda's eyes seemed to be speaking to Bill, but he could not understand her unspoken language. "Brenda? Are you in pain?" Bill asked in a concerned tone. Ever so slightly Brenda shook her head no. "Do I need to remove the nipple clamps?" Bill asked with the same concerned tone. Pleadingly, with an even stronger head shake, that caused a slight tugging on her breasts, Brenda indicated another 'no'. The tug of the chain caused Brenda to momentarily shut her eyes against the painfully sweet stimulation. "Is there something else that you need?" Bill continued his questioning. "I think I know what she needs," Georgette spoke from across the room. Apparently Bill was not the only one that decided to speed through their shower. Addressing Bill, Georgette spoke, "Sir. May I have your permission to ask our little slave some questions?" "Yes you may," Bill replied. "Brenda? Did sitting here like this with your nipples being pinched like that turn you on?" Georgette asked teasingly. Brenda shook her head up and down, once again putting pressure on her tortured nipples. This resulted in a muted "Nnnnn!!!" coming from between her clinched teeth, as her eyes once again clinched shut as her body tried to swallow the stimulations. "Would our little slave like to cum? Is that what you need right now?" Georgette teased. Brenda shook her head up and down, this time being very careful not to pull on the chain held in her teeth. Her eyes were a different story. They flitted from Georgette to Bill... begging... pleading for them... either of them... to give her the release she so desperately craved. Turning to Bill Georgette questioned, "Sir. May we let our little slave girl have an orgasm?" Brenda's eyes turned to Bill, pleading with him to consent. "I don't think it's quite time for that yet," Bill replied as a shudder of disappointment shook Brenda's body. "Georgette? Did you put your butt plug back in place under your panties as I instructed?" Bill asked. "Yes Sir," Georgette replied immediately turning to face Bill. "It didn't take you very long to take your shower. Did you 'prepare' your ass for me?" Bill asked. "Yes Sir. Actually Brenda and I both did our preparations earlier this afternoon, just in case you or George either one wanted to do anal... after all, our bodies belong to you tonight," Georgette added with a proud smile. "Good. Because I've decided there's going to be a couple of firsts tonight for Brenda." Brenda's eyes suddenly opened in panic. Brenda had never had anal sex with Bill. His cock was simply too fat for her tiny ass to accept. She dearly loved anal play and Georgette's husband had actually taken her anally a few weeks ago, but the thought of Bill fucking her in the ass with his enormously fat dick caused a bead of sweat to form on her brow. Noticing the change in Brenda's facial expression (it was still impossible for her to speak as she tightly gripped the nipple chain between her teeth) Bill explained, "I have never spanked Brenda before. We are going to change that in just a few minutes." Bill now detected a look of relief in Brenda's eyes; maybe even a look of hunger. "In addition..." walking over behind Georgette and slipping his hand down to jiggle the base of the butt plug. "... Brenda has never actually seen me fuck someone in the ass. She heard it happening a few weeks ago with you, but she didn't get to watch because she was blindfolded. We are going to change that in a few minutes as well," remarked Bill as he continued stimulating the plug held firmly inside of Georgette. "Yes Sir... whatever you wish... Sir," Georgette replied somewhat distracted by Bill's teasing of her ass. "Now before I give Brenda her spanking I think she needs to get a close up of that ass of yours... to see how it looks with a butt plug in it... to see how nice and pink it turns.... when I spank it." On the word 'spank' Bill gave Georgette's cheek a firm smack. Caught unprepared, Georgette had to quickly clench her muscles to keep the butt plug from popping out. "Georgette. I want you to lie across Brenda's knees. Brenda, you may remove your hands from underneath you and put the foot down on the sofa's recliner." Georgette carefully arranged herself over Brenda's knees after the reclining sofa had been lowered. At one point she had to put her hand behind her to hold the butt plug in place as she arranged herself in position. Once settled Georgette turned to look at Bill. Admiring Georgette's upturned ass Bill remarked, "Well... well, Brenda. Look at Georgette's right cheek. It already has the pink reminder of the smack I just gave her. Just imagine how nice and pink both of them will be when I finish... just before I put my dick in between those pink globes." Bill's dick pulsed to full erection at the thought of taking that glorious ass again. Moving into position in front of the two women Bill knelt down on the floor to gain a better spanking position. Remembering that Georgette liked to begin slowly Bill took a round orb in each hand and began massaging and kneading her ample ass cheeks. "See how nice her cheeks look in my hands Brenda? See how the flesh rolls between my fingers? Wouldn't you love for me to be playing with you like this?" "Mmm Hmmm Brenda answered through her closed mouth. Bill noticed that her eyes were becoming just a little glassy. Her breath was coming in shorter gasps through her nose and she was wiggling slightly underneath Georgette's reclining body. Bill stopped his kneading and began lightly tapping Georgette's ass –Alternating from one cheek to the other, but trying to maintain a steady rhythm at an intensity level of 1 or 2. Even at that light of a swat Bill realized that the motion was causing Brenda's body to jerk, putting pressure on the nipple clamps. Concerned that Georgette's spanking might cause the clamps to dislodge he kept a steady low force to his swats. Keeping a steady gaze into Brenda's eyes Bill spoke, "Georgette. I don't think Brenda has used nipple clamps very many times before. Can you tell her what is going to happen if she accidently pulls the clamps off while I'm spanking you?" Between the kneading and tapping of her butt by Bill and being naked and draped over Brenda's equally naked and inviting thighs Georgette had momentarily lapsed into a dreamy island within her mind. She was fantasizing about Bill and his beer can thick cock plowing into her lustful ass. She didn't hear Bill speak. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Bill delivered four quick and relatively hard blows to Georgette's backside. "Yeow!" Georgette shrieked, more from surprise than from pain. The four punishing swats also jarred Brenda and the chain connecting her nipples to her mouth came dangerously close to pulling off. "NNNHHH!" cried Brenda in response to the jolt of pain that shot through her tortured nipples. Delivering two more quick swats to Georgette's butt Bill repeated, "I said: I don't think Brenda has used nipple clamps very many times before. Can you tell her what is going to happen if she pulls the clamps off while I'm spanking you?" "Well the first thing that will happen after you remove nipple clamps that have been on for a while is pain – and lots of it. Anytime they are taken off after being on this long those nipples are going to burn like fire," Georgette explained. Bill thought he could actually detect a slight smile coming from Brenda at Georgette's words. Georgette continued, "Even if they are carefully removed her nipples are going to be very tender for a couple of days. But if they aren't removed gently and instead are ripped off... then they are actually going to hurt for day or two and be tender for a week or more... kind of like my ass hole did after you reamed it the last time," Georgette dreamily explained. Bill resumed his spanking, "So if I... were... you... Brenda... I.... would... be... verrryyy... careful." With each word Bill delivered a loud smack to Georgette's reddening ass; each one easily at a level of 5 or 6. Bill could see the determination on Brenda's face as she stared at Georgette's butt. Momentarily stopping the spanking Bill once again kneaded Georgette's firm, round globes. Pulling her cheeks apart to display the flesh colored butt plug Bill addressed Brenda, "Don't you like the way Georgette's ass looks? Don't you like the way her ass grips the plug? Can't you imagine how much it has to stretch in order to take me in?" With those words Georgette's crinkled hole contracted several times around the plug. Holding her cheeks apart Bill jiggled the plug around a few times before pulling it out slightly and then ramming it back in all the way. "Mmmmmmmmm!" a long, contented moan came from Georgette as Bill abandoned the spanking and switched to teasing her ass with the plug. Bill continued playing with the butt plug for several more minutes. Brenda watched open eyed as Bill manipulated Georgette with the toy. He would pull it all of the way out and tease her entrance with the tip until Georgette would impatiently push her butt up to impale herself slightly on the plug. He allowed this to happen a few times before suddenly jamming the toy all of the way in and swiftly swatting Georgette's wanton butt several times. Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Georgette was one constant moan as Bill assaulted her now distinctly red ass cheeks. Stopping his concentration on Georgette, Bill looked up at Brenda. Her eyes had been glued on the activities going on around Georgette's gorgeous ass – an ass that was totally wanton and open right in front of her eyes. "Brenda. I think it's time that I gave you a little attention, or more accurately I think it's time that you gave Georgette here a little attention." Bill continued, "I want you to take over teasing your Mistress's ass hole; while I let Georgette tend to my dick." Moving around in front of Georgette where she still lay draped over Brenda's knees, Bill put his hand under her chin as he raised her mouth and placed his dick in front of her lips. "Now then Georgette, Brenda is going to take over getting your little back door ready for me. While you take on the responsibility of getting my dick ready for you." Bill had no sooner finished his statement than Georgette had greedily sucked in his dick. Bill's dick isn't unusually long, but it makes up for that in girth. In fact, Georgette had taken to calling it a "beer can" dick. Of course it wasn't as big around as a beer can, but it is impressive none-the-less. The last time Georgette had performed oral sex on Bill it had taken her several attempts to work the entire width into her mouth. As lustful as the ass play had made Georgette it only took one swallow before the entire cock was fully ensconced in her mouth. Brenda wasn't going to be denied a role in this little game any further. She began sensuously toying with Georgette's nether hole with the butt plug. Following Bill's earlier lead, she would tease it in and out a little before pulling it all of the way out; only to lovingly push it back home again. Bill could tell from Georgette's occasional stutters in performing fellatio that Brenda must have known what she was doing. Handing Brenda the bottle of lube Bill continued his directions of the almost awestruck Brenda. "Take this lube, pull out the butt plug and use two of your fingers to lube up Georgette's ass for me." Brenda's eyes opened wide and she hesitated slightly before taking the lube from Bill. Georgette stopped her movements and breathed out a long slow breath around Bill's impaled dick as Brenda steadily pushed her two lube filled fingers inside Georgette's ass. Reaching the second knuckle Brenda teased her fingers in and out. A long moan emanated from Georgette's throat as Brenda tenderly sawed her two fingers in and out... in and out.... slowly... easily... in and out. Brenda broke her slow and easy tempo with a few harder and faster thrusts; the result was a quick intake of breath by Georgette that caused her to bite down slightly on Bill's cock. Bill immediately pulled his dick out and slapped each side of Georgette's face with his moist tool. "Now that I've moved my dick to safety I think it's time that you added a third finger Brenda. Pull your fingers out, add more lube and put three of your fingers into her ass." Being so enthralled with what she was doing to Georgette's body, Brenda obediently followed Bill's instructions as Georgette arched her back and jerked her head up as her body accepted the third digit. Although Brenda used patience and care in following her orders it was apparent from the light bead of perspiration on Georgette's brow that the additional width of that one finger was a challenge for her to accept. "Brenda, pull your fingers back out and add a little more lube. Then I want you to keep loosening her up until you think you can tell when Georgette is ready for my dick to replace your fingers." Bill stood and casually fisted his dick to maintain his erection as he left the two girls to reach their own rhythm and method of communication. Brenda pulled her fingers out one more time to add even more lube until Georgette was soon raising her ass up in the air to meet Brenda's assaulting fingers. Soon Brenda was sawing her fingers in and out aggressively and Georgette was emitting a low, guttural growl as she fucked back into Brenda's fingers. "Okay, Sir. I think my Mistress is ready to take your dick back here." Brenda firmly pushed her three fingers in and out two more times before removing them completely. Georgette's slightly distended ass hole clenched several times as she whimpered with a feeling of abandonment. Moving in front of Brenda again, Bill presented his dick to his wife. "Now it's time for you to get me ready Brenda. Add some lubricant to my dick." Brenda obediently followed instructions and was soon fisting Bill's slickened and rock hard dick in her hand. His voice slightly cracking from the stimulation Bill continued giving orders, "Georgette, move around onto your knees in front of Brenda, between her legs." Brenda spread her own legs as Georgette quickly shuffled around to kneel in front of her fellow slave. "Brenda, you can drop the nipple chain from your mouth so you have more freedom to move because I want you to hold Georgette's cheeks open for me to get lined up." Brenda dropped the chain from her mouth, wincing slightly at the throbbing as the dropped chain tugged at her distended and deep purple/red nipples. Bill's excited wife then reached around Georgette's body and hypnotically spread her ass cheeks wide in preparation for Bill's assault. Georgette wriggled her body into a kneeling position with her head resting on Brenda's shoulder. Her own shoulders pushed tightly against the nipple clamps. The sensation in Brenda's tender nipples caused her to gasp slightly from the contact. "That's it Brenda," Bill spoke as he slapped Georgette directly on her exposed and greasy hole with the head of his dick. Her hole immediately clenched several times in response. "Ohhh... see it winking at me Brenda?" Bill's voice taking on a deeper, lust filled tone. "I think she likes the idea of this... inside of her." Bill continued, "Brenda. You get to control the penetration. That will make it seem like it's your dick that's fucking her. While you hold her open for me I'm going to insert the just the head. Then it will be up to you to tell me when to give her more. Do you understand?" "Yes, Sir," Brenda's voices quavered as she spoke for the first time in several minutes. "Georgette? Are you ready? Are you ready for me to fuck this sweet ass of yours?" Bill asked as he punctuated his question with another slap with his dick to her waiting hole. Georgette jumped from the unexpected impact. "Yes... yes Sir... I think I'm ready for you to fuck my ass." Swatting her with his dick again Bill continued teasing, "Well it's not really up to you is it? It's up to me...," Bill placed the tip of his fat cock at her entrance. He could see Georgette's back lower into Brenda's body as she forced herself to relax in preparation. "Now, just take a nice deep breath and let it out slowly..." Bill carefully inserted just the barest portion of his dick's tip in Georgette's upturned hole. Slowly, gingerly he advanced until her ass swelled wider to accept the swollen helmet at the end of his dick. As it quickly clamped tight around his head Georgette raised her body slightly and tightened her shoulders from the initial pain. Even the head of Bill's dick was larger than all three of Brenda's fingers. "Relax now Georgette. I'm going to hold steady right where we are," Bill softly encouraged. "Brenda. It's up to you to tell me when to give her more. You can look into Georgette's eyes and tell me when you think she's ready – but you and Georgette are not allowed to exchange words, or use facial movements or expressions to communicate in any way – find another way to understand what Georgette needs." After a few relaxing breathes, Georgette removed her head from Brenda's shoulder and looked deeply into the petite girl's eyes- holding her head perfectly still and her lips locked securely together. For several seconds all three remained perfectly motionless as Brenda and Georgette worked out their silent communications. Apparently successful, because Bill couldn't detect any movement coming from Georgette, Brenda gave the go ahead to Bill. "Okay Bill, I think you can give Georgette a little more," Brenda announced. Taking special effort to avoid pushing his dick in any further Bill reached for the chain dangling between Brenda's breasts and gave it a slight tug. Brenda's response was immediate, "NNNhhhh!" as a jolt of pain shot through her besieged breasts. The slight jostling caused Georgette to wince from the vibrations caused by Bill's cock nestling inside her ass.