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The Mistake Ch. 01

By: gothgodess



It had been a simple mistake but one that would change her life forever...

It was a lovely summer evening so she had decided to take the long route home. It went along the canal and was full of wild flowers and butterflies. This time of year you could catch a glimpse of river wildlife but most of all it gave her time to daydream. Libby was a romantic she always had been. As a child she would spend hours watching for the faeries that lived at the bottom of her garden. Her mother had been so worried she had even taken her to see a doctor, concerned because her daughter had no friends and becoming almost beside her self when Libby explained quite calmly that she had plenty of friends it was simply that no one else could see them.

Now she was 19 and still loved to daydream, she had a few friends but not enough to stop her mother calling every Saturday to check up on her. She was about 5 ft 6 and a slim size 12 with jet black waist length hair, which was tied, back from a face that contained emerald green eyes.

She was wandering along, sandals off and swinging gently by her side. Her mind was happily off trying to decide just what an elf really looked like when her hearing registered a snap. She stopped and looked round trying to see what had made the noise. The path was deserted, she noticed a dirt track leading off the main path a few hundred yards ahead. It was overgrown and dark her mind immediately pictured a horde of goblins creeping along. 

She shrugged it off as her over active imagination. She tried to loose herself in her fantasies again but she was distracted now looking from side to side. As she drew level with the track she stopped and peered down it. She almost laughed out loud for being so silly, believing that a daemon was about to leap on her that she didn't notice the figure in the shadows. By the time she did it was too late and he had her pinned down on the ground a rag stuffed into her mouth. She could smell the strange odour a second before she lost consciousness

A light began to slowly swim into focus. Libby tried to sit up but found that she couldn't she was bound hand and foot to some kind of table .To her horror Libby began to recognise the cold draft sweeping across her body, she was naked. whoever had taken her had stripped her. This worried her more than being spread out like a sacrificial virgin, arms above her head and legs spread wide.

She strained her neck to see as much as she could, but the light from the bulb didn't stretch far she could just make out a bulb and a hard backed chair and nothing else. The floor was bare concrete from what she could see.

She lay thinking under the glare of the single bulb for what seemed like hours. There were no windows so she didn't know whether it was night or day. Her mind was racing, where was she? What had happened? Would anyone be looking for her? Slowly she began to remember the shadow on the path. His huge hands pushing her down, the rag in her mouth, she could remember being in a box, it had been moving around. It must have been a van she thought. Then nothing till now. 

Libby heard a door open behind her and footsteps told her she was no longer alone.

'Well good morning sunshine.' The voice was male and very smug.

'Where am I? What do you want?' she strained to see her captor she could make out a tall and seemingly well built man, He appeared to be about 6ft but in the gloom she couldn't see any features

'You are in my home and will remain so while I have a use for you. As for what I want you are an intelligent girl what do most men want?' He was leaning closer she could smell his aftershave, it smelt expensive.

'I haven't got any money!' Libby stammered her pulse rising by the second. This can't be happening to me she thought.

'Not money precious, I have plenty of that for two lifetimes, no what I want only a woman can give.'

His hands were running over her thighs causing shivers to run over her body.

It dawned on Libby what it was he wanted.

'No you can't mean, But I'm still, I mean I haven't!' she was frantic she couldn't find the words quickly enough.

'Are you trying to tell me that you are still a virgin little one?' he was oozing charm now and as the strokes increased she realised her innocence was turning him on.

'Don't worry we won't hurt you, Much!' This voice was new and tinged with cruelty.

'No we won't hurt you at all ' the first man turned away and she strained to hear what was obviously an argument. She turned her head and saw the first shadow was stood calmly while a larger man was waving his arms about clearly furious. This second man was at least 6 inch taller and had thick arms, although she couldn't be sure she didn't think any of his impressive size was flab.

For some minutes the whispering continued until finally it seamed the newcomer had been forced to back down somewhat

'Fine but I'm telling you now missy I'm gonna get my own way in the end, Enjoy it while you can!'

She heard him storm out and the door slam.

'Don't mind him, he's just out of sorts today because I won't give him first turn.' The hands were back.

' And now my dear lets explain the rules.' she stiffened as he moved closer she could now see the features behind the voice, he stood for a moment letting her look at him properly.

He had short light brown hair and startling green eyes. His features were well defined with a slight tan, which added to the overall effect. His shoulders were strong and proud but not over muscled and Libby found to her horror that she was imagining him naked. What am I doing she chastised her self, this man is holding me prisoner and I'm horny as a teenager. She nearly smiled when she remembered she was still a teenager, just.

'Firstly don't think about getting away you are on an island and their are hundreds of my staff who will only bring you back, I don't like punishing people but I will and severely. Second If you need something ask and if I can I will provide, you are to feel as comfortable as possible. And third you will do as you are asked when it is asked. I am in charge and I unlike Christopher always get my own way.' at the last comment his voice lost its softness and left her in no doubt that she was his.

'Now would you like to be more comfortable my dear?' Libby thought it was a stupid question

'Yes please' she whispered Right now she would do anything to be out of this little cell.

'Good girl' he began unbuckling the straps that held her spread out like a sacrifice.

'But first I think you need to loose something.' leaving the straps still on he wrists he started to rub her thighs again, Libby wriggled trying to get away but he had her trapped. 

'I can soon bring Christopher back if you would prefer him?' The threat had the desired effect as she remembered the venom in the larger mans voice. Libby lay still now trying to send her mind off into the fantasies she loved.

His hand moved up to brush across the neatly trimmed triangle between her legs, despite her best efforts Libby was shocked to find that she was enjoying the sensations that this caused. She bit her lip trying to blot out the fireworks in her belly. She was beginning to get used to the feelings being induced by the stranger when he plunged three fingers straight into her embarrassingly wet pussy causing her to scream and arch her back. He smiled and began slowly working her slit sliding the fingers deeper with each stroke his thumb found her clit and began circling the little bud.

Libby had her eyes closed now, and she was moving against his hand. Small moans were escaping her and she could feel the fire build between her legs. Just as she thought she could stand no more the hand withdrew, her eyes flew open in shock and she looked at her captor puzzled as to why the assault had stopped and, if she dared to admit it disappointed that it had. She could see him bent over, when he stood again she saw he had removed his trousers and underwear she wriggled a bit as he began to climb onto the table, his large cock growing as he crawled towards her like a panther stalking his prey. 

He gently laid along her body his legs between hers he stroked her face and kissed her lips. Murmuring encouragements to calm her as he slipped his hand under his body to his cock which was rock hard and pressing into her belly. He guided it between her legs and into the mouth of her pussy, his other hand was holding hers.

'Get ready my sweet, this is going to hurt a little.' he was purring in her ear. He gripped her hand tight and pushed slowly into her tight hole. As he met the resistance within he pushed hard tearing her hymen and filled her with the full length of his cock. Libby screamed as the pain tore through her but relaxed as he kissed her and praised her. 

Once she had regained her breath he began to ease his cock in and out of her now sopping pussy. The moment of pain was soon forgotten as the fire began to burn again. All Libby could now think of was release. She began to move with him drawing her knees up and pushing her hips up to meet his. He growled his approval and moved quicker plunging deeper until she could feel his balls slapping against her. She could feel her own orgasm building and cried out as the waves of pleasure swept over her. Feeling her pussy tighten on him must have been too much as seconds later she felt him tense as his seed exploded filling her and seeping from around his cock.

He lay still for a moment stroking her hair and kissing her neck. Then slowly he withdrew his now flaccid cock and climbed down from the table. Once he was dressed he unstrapped her wrists and helped her down.

'I didn't want to leave you alone while you where a virgin, I fear it would have been too much of a temptation for Christopher. I am not a cruel man and could not bear him breaking you so soon.' He led her from the little cell into a brightly-lit corridor. They passed 5 or 6 identical doors, all had large padlocks and small windows in them like that on a police cell. Libby correctly guessed that they were rooms like the one she had been in. At the end of the corridor there was a set of double doors that were currently open. Libby could hear voices and blushed ashamed that she was still naked. She tried to cover herself and her guide laughed at her modesty. 

They entered a large sumptuously decorated room, there were several sofas and chairs dotted about and on most reclined an assortment of women. All beautiful and all (to her relief) naked. She relaxed a little no longer feeling an oddity and began to look around.

They didn't stop and left the room behind going through another set of doors and into a grand hallway. A large staircase spiralled up to the floors above and they began to climb. They left the stairs on the second floor and walked along another corridor until they came to an open door amongst the twenty visible. He led her into the room and stopped to let her take in her surroundings.

There was a large bed in the centre with a princess canopy cascading down from the ceiling. The bed was covered in a rich looking silk quilt and dozens of pillows. The rest of the room contained an ornate mirror, an antique looking dressing table and chair, a large wardrobe and a matching chest of drawers. Muslin and voile edged a large set of French doors which led to a balcony. The whole room was decorated in shades of pink and lilac.

She wandered round the room in a daze. It was bigger than her whole flat. She opened the French doors and walked into the sunshine. She gasped as she took in the view. A glorious beach stretched out not two hundred yards in front of her just beyond that was a clear blue expanse of ocean. The land leading down to the beach was dotted with tropical looking plants and well manicured patches of lawn. A few people were sunbathing on the grass and a volleyball game was taking place on the beach.

If she didn't know better she could have mistaken this for a holiday resort.

'How did I get so far from home?' she asked herself out loud.

'Private jet.' came the answer. She had forgotten he was still their, 'so how do you like you're new home so far?' His hands slipped round her waist and he snuggled into her back.

'It's beautiful.' she sighed. Something inside forced reality back into her mind and she remembered her mother and her life. Tears filled her eyes and she began to sob. He stroked her shoulders and pulled her close rocking her like she was a baby. 'It's ok.' he cooed 'I'll take care of you now.'

She wiped her eyes and looked out across the sea.

'Will I ever see my family again?' she asked almost knowing in her heart what the answer would be.

'Sadly no, but we are you're family now we will give you all the love and support you need.'

He guided her back into the room. 

'Can't I just let my mother know that I'm all right?' She didn't think he would say yes but it was worth a try. He smiled and kissed her forehead.

' I can understand that you are anxious, but I can't let you do that. I will however get one of my staff to send you're mother word that you are safe.' he walked towards the door 'Now get some rest, you will need it.'

'Thank you.' she whispered climbing into the huge bed. She didn't think she would be able to get to sleep but she didn't even hear when he slipped quietly from the room.

The next morning she woke to find the sun streaming through the window. She climbed out from under the duvet and padded into the bathroom. After showering and dressing in the outfit she found laid on the chair. She stepped out onto the balcony, the sun was shining and the clear blue sea stretched out below her but instead of looking inviting it looked cold and forbidding.

A knock on the door announced the arrival of a breakfast trolley she walked back into the room to find the same man smiling at her.

'Did you sleep well?' he asked while pouring fruit juice into two glasses.

'Yes thanks," she accepted the glass he offered her, she could feel him looking her up and down scrutinising the outfit she wore. It was a simple white sundress with spaghetti straps, although it grazed her ankles there were two splits one on each side that exposed her legs to the top of each thigh. White high-heeled sandals complimented the dress. She was acutely aware of her lack of underwear but as there had been none provided she had no choice.

'I see you found the dress I chose of you.' as he spoke his eyes took in every curve that the dress clung to.

"I think you are ready to join the class today.' his comment was dismissive.

'Class?' she looked at him puzzled 'what am I to learn' she asked.

'The art of love my dear.' He smiled at her again.

'Now you finish you're breakfast and I will expect you in the main hall in half an hour."

He left her standing in the middle of the room mouth open eyes wide. She was in a state of shock, what did he mean lessons? Did he expect her to make love to some one in front of a full class?

To be continued...

The Mistake Ch. 02



These are the continuing tales of Libby and her life as a prisoner. I recomend reading part one first.

Half an hour later her mind still racing she was descending the main staircase when a shock of blond curls nearly knocked her down the final flight. She gripped the banister as the blond mop straightened up and began gushing apologies

‘I am so so so sorry, its just I've been late three times this week and I don’t want Christopher getting hold of my ass again, are you ok Jonathan will kill me if I injure you on you’re first full day here.’

Libby started to laugh ‘Do you always talk this much?, I’m fine, nothing broken. My names Libby’ She smiled at the new girl who had bright blue eyes which sparkled. She was slim built but at about 6 foot she looked down on Libby.

‘I’m charlotte, my friends call me Charlie.’

‘We’d better run then if we’re late, I've met Christopher and I don’t want to meet him alone thanks.’

They both tumbled into the main hall giggling at the comments they had been making about Christopher.

Charlie had just told Libby how one of the girls had once taken him to literally when he had demanded she was rougher when she was giving him a blow job and had put him in bed for three days.' He still had the teeth marks the following week.’ roared Charlie.

‘I TRUST YOU TWO HAVE FINISHED!’ It was her captor ‘ I will excuse you this once Libby as you are new, but you Charlotte know better than to be late’

‘I’m sorry Sir I was,’ she began but Libby cut her off ‘ It was my fault sir, I got lost and Charlie was kind enough to help me find my way. I kept her talking too long.’

‘I can see we aren’t going to get to the truth this way.’ he was walking towards the girls.

‘ Are you sure it was you’re fault Libby?’ he was looking directly into her eyes

‘Yes.’ she stammered but now Charlie spoke up

‘It was my fault. I nearly knocked her down the stairs sir.’ she was pleading holding on to his arm.

‘I think they should be taught a lesson don’t you class?’ for the first time she became aware of the 15 or so other girls all sitting primly around the room. A few were now nodding their approval.

‘Follow me please.’ Jonathan led them into the middle of the room. There was a large knee high coffee table with a small side table near by. To Libby's horror she could see an assortment of whips and restraints laid out, she ran her eyes over the lengths of rope and pairs of handcuffs.

Jonathan pushed her down onto the coffee table and ordered two of the girls to tie her down. They spread her legs wide and tied them to the legs they then took her arms from Jonathan and repeated the process. Charlie was brought over struggling and kicking, she caught Jonathan on the shin and he slapped her face hard “you should know by now I can be kind or I can be cruel, you choose which one by you’re actions.”

He brought her over to where Libby lay and pushed her down so that they were in the 69 position. She was then tied there by the other girls, trapping her pussy just inches from Libby’s mouth.

“Now ladies, I’m going to whip you BUT the length oft the punishment depends on you.” he smiled walking over to the smaller table and selecting a long many tailed whip which he cracked, demonstrating its power. “ I will whip Charlie for as long as it takes you to make Libby cum. You will then switch places and Libby will be whipped until Charlie cum’s. Understand”

Libby’s mind was racing she had never even thought about being with a women how on earth was she going to make Charlie cum. She looked at her pussy for the first time; she noticed how it was already glistening as if she was looking forward to it. She felt the first stroke vibrate through Charlie’s body, seconds later she felt her tongue reach out and flick her clit. The shock of it made her jump bringing her mind back to the task in hand. Charlie was obviously no stranger to the art of eating pussy and began alternately flicking and circling her clit, teasing it and making Libby squirm. Delighting at the new sensations being inflicted upon her. As the whipping increased in intensity so did Charlie’s treatment of Libby's overheating pussy. She was now sucking on her clit sending shudders through Libby adding to the fire she could feel building in her belly. She wriggled her hips trying to get Charlie to plunge deep into her filling the aching hole and send her into ecstasy.

“Try her” someone whispered in her ear, she turned her head trying to see who was talking to her but they had gone. She looked at Charlie’s pussy again and found that she wanted to do as she had been told. Heart racing she tentatively brushed her tongue against Charlie’s bud; She was rewarded with a moan from the blonde’s lips. Slowly Libby began exploring her folds with her tongue, probing and caressing. Charlie had begun plunging her tongue deep into Libby, pushing her closer to the edge. She felt the strokes of the whip loose some of their ferocity and it became apparent that they were being watched closely. Libby was pumping her tongue deep into Charlie sucking on her clit as she did, the other girl mirrored her and Libby moaned loudly lapping at the pussy above her desperate to take the bringer of such pleasure to the same plane of ecstasy as she was nearing. With a scream Charlie slammed her pussy down hard on Libby’s face. Libby drank down the cream that was flooding her face and bucked as much as her bonds allowed as her own orgasm took over her senses.

As Libby returned to earth she was aware that the whipping had stopped as promised, Charlie lay on top of her, her head resting on Libby’s thigh panting, small spasms still shook her body.

The girls were untied and Charlie was pushed down onto the table, the cold of the wood against the angry red welts that cross crossed her back and buttocks making her yelp and try to get up. Jonathan dragged Libby over and pushed her into place forcing Charlie down again. Once they were both secured into place Jonathan picked up the whip again.

“Brace yourself my dear.” her purred. The stinging blow caused Libby to yelp and struggle to get away.

“ If you want it to stop you must make her cum, again!” He laughed at her bringing the whip down.

She steeled herself against the blows, the pain coursed through her making her twitch but she wanted to bring an end to this torment as soon as possible. She nuzzled her face into Charlie’s sticky pussy and began sucking and licking like woman possessed. Soon the girl’s whimpers of pain had become moans of pleasure as she squirmed on Libby's tongue. She felt Charlie’s tongue on her own clit and gasped as the girl began expertly tongue fucking her. The contrast between the kiss of the whip and Charlie’s caresses were pushing her fast towards another climax but she was determined to make Charlie cum first.

“Let her have her hands back.” She heard Jonathan order and her hands were untied. She pushed a tentative finger into the pussy beneath her and was rewarded with an animal growl from Charlie; She began working the finger in and out mesmerised by the writhing form below. Growing more confident and aware that the whip was lighter on her skin now she added first one then another until she had four fingers inside her friend. Charlie was yelling and screaming now as Libby pounded into her, she was raising her hips as much as she could, Libby’s pussy forgotten lost in the moment. It wasn’t long before she tensed, her muscles clamped down on Libby’s fingers and she howled as the wave crashed over her. The sight of her loosing control teamed with the sting of the whip pushed Libby over the edge and she shuddered feeling her own pussy tighten. The girls collapsed into each other and it was only when Charlie began to shift uncomfortably Libby remembered her wounds. Libby climbed off Charlie as soon as they were released and collapsed onto a near by sofa. Charlie sat next to her, both girls trying to avoid leaning their burning backs against the seat.

“Well-done ladies, I think you may be ready for me after all.” the cruel voice startled Libby and she saw Christopher as he got up from the sofa where he had been lying. A relived looking redhead moved back towards the group, Her shoulders were bare and their redness glowed against the black of her halter neck top. She had what could only be cum running down her chin and in her hair it didn’t take a genius to work out that she had just been face fucked by the beast of a man.

“ I owe you an apology Chris, I didn’t DREAM the girls would perform so well.” Christopher was leering at Libby and he stepped closer at the older brothers comments “BUT you have had Charlie once this week and Libby is still under my instruction, so I am afraid you will have to go elsewhere for your games.” Jonathan had a protective hand on each girl’s arm. Christopher's face became black as thunder.

“You can’t protect them forever Jon. I will have her and I will break her!” He was looking straight into Libby’s eyes. He swept from the room slamming the door behind him causing the women to jump.

“I apologise for my brother’s arrogance, but I assure you that I will do everything I can to stop him getting to you, UNTIL I think you are ready.” 

To be continued.......



The Mistake Ch. 02



"Great," Doug said, and walked a slow half circle around her, behind her but very close. He went to the chair in which Ginny had been sitting and slid it over in front of her. He then sat down in the chair, and leaning on the front edge of it, he looked her slowly up and down, as if contemplating what to do next. Ginny figured he had some ideas, but she thought she'd probably taken him by surprise, agreeing to his stupid game so quickly. That was fine by her. Maybe without time to plan, he'd be letting her off easier than he otherwise would have.

She'd obviously been sarcastic when she asked if all day was enough time for him, and was somewhat taken aback when he said he'd be finished with her by lunch. Three fucking hours?? How much groping and kissing and gawking could the guy possibly do before getting bored? Still, she was not inclined to back out now. She figured it was the best she could hope for in this shitty set of circumstances, and the sooner she satisfied him, the sooner she could move on and forget about this whole sordid deal. If Doug really wanted to spend three hours rubbing her tits and ass, Ginny was prepared to comply in order to extricate herself from this mess. It would be humiliating, but that would be the end of it, and no one else would ever have to know.

"OK then." Doug's hands had been together in front of his face, fingertips touching, as he looked her over. he dropped them into his lap when he began speaking. "The most important thing I'm going to ask you to do is relax. If you're tense, or frightened, it may ruin it for me." He paused and raised an eyebrow at her.

"I said you might even enjoy this a little," Doug went on. "Perhaps that's wishful thinking on my part. But if you hate every minute of it, it's probably best if you don't let that become obvious.

The unspoken subtext, Ginny assumed, was that she'd better seem to be enjoying herself while her douchebag boss stuck his tongue in her mouth and squeezed her ass. Fine. For the rest of the morning, to save her job and her family's lifestyle, she could submit to Doug's fondling and not be overtly disgusted by the way he'd leveraged circumstance to coerce her into this.

"Do you understand what I'm saying?" Doug asked.

"Yes."

"And you're OK with removing your top, and your skirt, and letting me touch you anywhere? Through your underwear, of course."

"Yes. That's fine."

"'Fine?'" Doug echoed. He sounded mildly skeptical, but also a tiny bit mischievous. Ginny wasn't sure if he was seriously asking her to play this up for him, but she didn't want to take any chances.

"I WANT you to touch me, Doug." She delivered the best fake smile she coud manage, trying not to over-do it. Doug responded with a smile of his own, an obviously genuine one.

"Ahh, excellent!" he said. "Let's begin." The way he said 'begin,' like this was some grand event for which he was host and emcee, caused her nervousness to flare up again, but she suppressed it.

"First I need you to take off that blazer," said Doug.

"Sure, no problem." Ginny was wearing a light wool skirt suit, with a two-button jacket, both buttons done. She turned toward the door as she undid the buttons, and walked over to the nearby coat hooks, taking off the jacket and hanging it carefully on one of the hooks. She turned back toward her boss, still sitting on the edge of the chair, and walked back to where she had been standing. Doug's eyes lit up and zoomed in unrepentingly on her chest.

"Wow. Ginny. Very, VERY nice. I didn't think I'd ever see that."

Under the jacket she'd worn a gray-green silk blouse. It was a very plain blouse, and Doug seemed more excited than she would have expected, considering he'd seen her in just a blouse plenty of times. It wasn't as if she always wore a jacket at work, and--oh, fucking shit. Fuck.

Too late, Ginny realized the reason behind Doug's reaction: she'd been in a real rush this morning, knew she was going to be late. She couldn't find the bra she'd wanted, and the only comfortable one quickly at hand was sheer; no padding. In other words, no nipple protection. She was always exceedingly conscious of not having her nipples show through her clothes, and when she wore a thin blouse like this one, she would be sure to have a thick, padded bra beneath it. When she couldn't find one this morning, she had donned the sheer bra in her rush, and chosen the suit with the most comfortable jacket, so she could just wear the jacket all day. The tumultuous events of the morning had made her completely forget about that. But now, under Doug's gleeful stare, she was all too aware that her bra offered no protection, and that Doug was looking at her very clearly defined nipples through the silk blouse. Judging from his reaction, her nipples had already been hard, and now, standing there facing him, she was sure they were getting harder.

Her instinct was to cross her arms over her chest, but she thought that would probably be a bad idea, so she forced her arms to stay at her sides. Just fucking great. It was one thing to stand there in her underwear (which she would of course soon be doing, having agreed to Doug's terms) with her normal padded bra. But if she took her shirt off now, she would essentially be bare-breasted. You could see everything through this bra; it was one of her husband's favorites.

Ginny didn't necessarily think that remembering what she was wearing would have changed her mind about giving in to Doug's deal. But she might at least have put it off until another day. At this point, it would have seemed ridiculous to try and back out, though, so Doug was just going to get a goddamned good look at her nipples, and that was that.

"Just beautiful," he breathed, and sat back and took a long stare at Ginny, soaking it all in. She clasped her hands together behind her back, and ever so slightly poked her nipples toward him, trying to make sure he got the best show she could give him. When this was over, he wouldn't be seeing any more of her, she'd be sure of that. She wanted to look down at herself, to see how visible her nipples were, but she resisted. She didn't really need to, though. She was certain they were as hard as they'd ever been, as she could literally feel them pushing against the fabric.

"OK then, perfect," Doug beamed. "We've got plenty of time, and I don't want to rush things. Believe it or not, I've got a couple of phone calls to make, and some forms to fill out for the Pratchett proposal. And I'm going to do that while you're in here. I'll ask you to take the shirt off in a bit. But first, can you come closer?"

Ginny took a few steps, and they were at normal conversing distance, perhaps a little closer.

"Closer," Doug ordered. Ginny stepped forward until her tits were right in Doug's face, an inch or two away. He was still sitting down. His arms came up and he wrapped them around her, his hands moving over her butt, then back around to her hips, finally gliding down the front of her thighs, over her skirt. He let them drop, but then she felt one hand on her leg, just below the knee. He stroked her leg up and down just a little, squeezing her thigh lightly, then moved the hand slowly upwards under the skirt. He kept going until his fingers found the top of her stocking, and there encountered bare skin. Ginny breathed in sharply, involuntarily.

Doug looked up at her face, and now Ginny looked down, to see him with a small serene smile on his face. Their eyes met briefly, then Doug closed his and began massaging her upper thigh...small squeezes, and rotating his open hand around to the back, then back again. His eyes were still closed, and his face angled up toward hers, his chin pressing against her midsection. He switched hands then, and began to massage her other thigh in a similar manner. He pulled away slightly, just enough so he could raise her skirt a tiny bit with the free hand.

"Do you want me to just take this off??" Ginny moved her hands to her lower back, feeling for the skirt's zipper, trying to move things along a little bit.

"No!" Doug rushed to say. "Keep your hands back there, though. Just rest them on your butt."

Ginny breathed out, a very tiny sigh through her nose, but did as she was told.

"Stand with your feet a little bit further apart," Doug directed.

She repositioned herself. Now she was standing with her feet shoulder-width apart, Doug sitting in front of her holding the hem up with one hand, rubbing her leg with the other. He scooted closer and now moved his right hand up under her skirt and around to grab her left butt cheek. She could feel his hand exploring her ass, under her own left hand. As his hand moved around to the center of her ass, his forearm forced her skirt up higher, and his left hand, still on her inner thigh, became more active. He creeped up higher, continuing to squeeze her thigh, moving back to front, until finally she felt the top of his hand brush against her pussy lips.

Doug paused for two seconds, then repositioned his left hand between her legs. He rotated his wrist to let his palm face upward, and brought his hand firmly up to feel her pussy through her underwear. His middle and index fingers began to rub her lips, moving up toward her clit, then back toward her asshole. After a minute, he again repositioned his hand, up higher, so his fingers pointed up toward her navel, and slid his hand higher so he could rub the top of her slit with his thumb. His right hand was still on her ass, and now he used it to pull her in tighter to him. His left thumb searched for her clit, and quickly found it. She was certain he knew, because she couldn't help arching her back just a tiny bit. Doug began rubbing her clit intently with his thumb, in small circles.

"Warrmmm..." he said slowly and quietly. He tilted his head up, to watch her face. Ginny was looking at him, but couldn't maintain eye contact. She directed her gaze over Doug's head, and looked at his computer monitor, still turned backward so she could see it, still displaying the email from Dan Greaves demanding her dismissal. Doug squeezed a little tighter from behind, and his thumb, still making circles on and around her clit, began to rub faster, and push harder. Ginny was feeling a surreal combination of anger, desperation, and, she had to admit, turned on. She knew there was a significant wet spot growing on her panties.

Very suddenly, Doug stopped and pulled away from her. He sat back in the chair now, and appeared to be trying to catch his breath. It was as if he knew he was getting too worked up and didn't want to continue along that path at the moment. Ginny couldn't help noticing a respectable bulge in his pants. He stood up and walked back to his desk, began opening drawers and closing them.

"Are you looking for something?"

"Pencils. I was going to have yoyu sharpen some pencils for me."

"What??" Ginny was puzzled. "We use mechanical pencils. And pens."

"I know, but I had this weird idea," Doug laughed nervously. "I wanted to watch you sharpen pencils in your underwear. Is that weird?"

Ginny didn't know what to say. "Ah, never mind," said Doug. "We can do that tomorrow." The phone rang.

"Doug." Ginny said.

Doug picked up the phone "Yea, Doug here," he said quickly, then listened on the line.

"DOUG." Ginny almost yelled.

"Hang on," Doug said into the phone, and pushed the hold button. "Hm?" He looked at Ginny, questioning.

"There is no tomorrow, Doug," she said, very deliberately.

Doug looked confused.

"This ISN'T an ongoing arrangement. Don't fuck with me, Doug. We made a deal. You have me in your perverted little game for the morning. Today only. Then we go back to normal. RIGHT?"

"Oh, yes," Doug's eyes unclouded and he seemed to snap back to reality. "Sorry, of course. I was just distracted for a minute, didn't know what I was saying. Listen, I need to take this phone call, OK?"

"OK..." Ginny said.

Doug held his finger over the hold button. "Ginny, I'd like for you to take that shirt off while I'm talking on the phone. Just there. Stay right there. I'm going to deal with this, and while I do, I want you to unbutton your shirt, and take it off. Not too quickly, OK?"

Before Ginny could ask for any clarifying instructions, Doug pushed the hold button and had the phone back to his ear, already talking about proposals and transfers and some details for an account that Ginny didn't know anything about. He leaned against the side of his desk and talked intently, looking down at the floor. She wasn't sure if Doug was really still paying attention to her, or if the conversation had absorbed him, so she just stood there, fingering the top button on her blouse with one hand.

Finally, Doug looked up. "Hang on. Just a minute." he sounded annoyed. He held the mouthpiece of the phone against his stomach, to muffle sound, but he didn't actually say anything. He raised his eyebrows then made a turning motion in the air with his other hand, as if to say 'let's get on with this.' Ginny shrugged, shifted her weight to one leg, cocking her hip out, and rolled her eyes. But she unbuttoned her top button.

"Sorry about that," Doug was back on the phone now. "I just had to get something started. Yeah. Yeah, it's going now." He looked pointedly at Ginny as he spoke.

Ginny started in on the rest of her buttons. Doug wanted her to go slowly, she knew, but she felt stupid. She was NOT going to give him a suggestive striptease. She went as slow as she could, but soon had all of the buttons undone, and stood looking at Doug, her blouse hanging open. She didn't have huge tits (they were 34C), but they weren't small, either, and when held in by a bra, they forced her shirt outward some, so there was a several-inch gap now in her shirt, through which Doug could see her bra clasp and the inner curves of both of her breasts. Doug was still talking, but he was paying attention to Ginny now, and he made another 'get on with it' motion, telling her to take the shirt all the way off. She took a deep breath, grabbed her blouse above her chest, and pulled backward. It was impossible to do this motion without sticking her chest out, and it was immediately obvious that Doug enjoyed that very much. He was getting hard again, apparently, because he adjusted himself with one hand. Ginny let her blouse fall down her arms and off, catching it with one hand. She stood there, looking at Doug, holding the shirt she had just removed. Their eyes locked for a few seconds, and Ginny tried to look as bold as she could. She was sure she failed, but no matter, because Doug's eyes were already lowered, scanning her nipples. This time she allowed herself to look down, and she saw her nipples, rock hard, and poking out as they rarely had before. The sheer gray fabric did nothing to hold them back, and it did very little to conceal them. Not only could Doug see their dark color, she was pretty sure he could also see every little bump, and every wrinkle that came from squeezing her boobs into a bra which was perhaps just a little bit to small.

Doug stared for a long time, quiet. Then he spoke into the phone.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm here, I'm listening...was just writing some of this down." He started to move back toward his desk, but turned and kept looking at her. Despite everything else, Ginny was still conscious of getting her blouse wrinkled so she walked back over to the coat hooks by the door and hung it up carefully next to the blazer. She walked halfway back toward Doug, who actually was writing down something now, and got his attention. She turned halfway, sticking her butt out at him, looking over her shoulder with a questioning face, her hands coming up to the zipper on her skirt. Again, he waved her off: keep the skirt on for now. He motioned for her to come closer, and she returned to her original position.

Now Doug stopped writing, but kept talking on the phone. As he did so, he walked slow circles around Ginny, getting closer with each one. For a long time he stopped behind her. She stood, looking straight ahead. It was several minutes, Doug behind her, talking, talking...reassuring his client, offering financial advice, laughing about something related, though she couldn't tell what. She waited, not turning, shifted her weight back and forth a few times, until finally she could tell from the sound of his voice, and then from his breath on her neck, that he had come very close. His mouth grazed the back of her neck during pauses in the conversation, and he eventually got so close, pushing his pelvis up against her, that she thought she might fall forward, but then he wrapped one arm around her to prevent that, and his hand stroked her stomach briefly and then moved down, rubbing her crotch through her skirt and pushing her ass back into him. He was definitely hard, she could feel that now without any doubt. For a full minute he was listening to the phone, and he was so close that Ginny could hear a man's voice on the other end. As the phone chattered with unintelligible (to her) garble, Doug's hand came up and then slipped down again, this time underneath her skirt. His hand went straight down between her legs; he had to move partially around her to get it as far as he wanted it to go. He was now mostly behind Ginny, still holding the phone in one hand, while his other hand rubbed her pussy hard. Yes, on top of her panties, but she was so wet now, and could feel it, that she knew Doug was getting her juices on his fingers as they soaked through the thin fabric. He rubbed more vigorously, and she could begin to feel his cock bounce rhythmically against her backside as he moved his hips into her and back out again. Goddammit, she was getting light-headed now. She wouldn't have said she was having "fun," exactly, as she couldn't completely forget why this was all happening. But as long as she had to do this, she let herself give in just a little, and each time Doug brought his hips and his hard cock back into her, she arched her back just a touch, and pushed her ass back at him.

"Just a sec," Doug said. He was talking into the phone, but he was so close to her ear that it startled her, brought her out of her warm thoughts. "Ginny-" Now he was talking quietly into her ear, not quite whispering. "-I want you to bend over as far as you can. Grab your ankles if you can." She hoped he was somehow covering up the phone with his other hand, but couldn't be sure. "Just grab your ankles, or as low on your legs as you can, and hold onto them."

He must have thought because of her age she might not be limber enough to grab her ankles. She'd admit she could be in better shape, but she did all right, thank you. She was a regular attendee at her yoga clinic, and she could damn sure grab her ankles! She'd show her boss. 'Jesus, what the fuck am I thinking?' she asked herself. Am I getting into this now, trying to impress this ass who was bullying her into being his slave for the morning. Well...yes, she guessed she was. Doug had backed away a few steps to admire her body again, and was back to talking. Ginny bent forward slowly, wrapping her hands around the backs of her knees, sliding them down her calves, pausing to let her muscles know they were being stretched, then sliding them down to her ankles, and beyond. She heard Doug exhale as she kept going down and wrapped her hands under her feet, just in front of her three-inch heels, knuckles scraping the carpet. Her legs were still perfectly straight. She felt the hardness of her nipples touching the tops of her knees.

"Bill? Bill. Hey, I--they need me for something here, I gotta go. Yeah, we'll pick this up this afternoon, if that works? OK. Great, we'll talk then." She heard the beep as Doug turned the phone off, and heard him set it down on the desk.

"You're doing great, Ginny. Are you too uncomfortable?"




The Mistake Ch. 03



This is the continuing story of Libby. I recommend reading the first two chapters first.

This chapter contains scenes of bondage and reluctance so if you don't like stories of that nature Don't read on. 

The rest of the day passed quietly, Jonathan had explained over lunch that her 'Lessons' would remove any taboo's she had and make sure she knew as many sexual techniques as possible. 

" We will explore your limits and your fears, hopefully we will find out everything that you like and don't like before..." He seamed to be toying with an idea " well we shall just have to see what happens."

He got up and made his excuses leaving Libby to wonder just what he had in store for her.

She spent the afternoon swimming in the clear blue waters that surrounded the island with Charlie.

She learnt that her new friend had been here for about two years now and that she like Libby had been taken on her way home from work. 

" I was scared at first but I don't mind now, it really is like home. I never fitted in before but here I'm accepted for who I am." She explained.

"I hope I can fit in," sighed Libby "I never felt like I belonged at home but at least there I was free." tears began to fall as she poured out her heart. Half an hour later and she sat back. "I can't believe I just told you my life story!" She gave a soggy laugh.

"It sounds like you've needed to vent for a long time, I just hope I helped."

"You did sweetie, I feel freer here than I ever have before. How messed up is that?" she gave a shy giggle.

"Its not messed up at all Jonathan is a good guy, he may have a strange idea of collectables but he is kind and if you let him loving. he must see something special in you, most girls spend at least a week in the cells but you got out on your first night!" the final comment stunned Libby. What could she have that the other girls didn't.

The girls were surprised to find that the afternoon was over and the air was beginning to cool. They trudged back to their rooms wishing the sun had lasted longer.

"I'll see you at dinner," called Charlie as the girls separated to change for dinner. Half an hour later and they were disappointed to find they had been seated some distance apart. Libby was also quite worried by the close proximity of Christopher. she was sat next to the huge man and it soon became clear that he had no intention of waiting for his brothers permission. Several times she felt his hands graze her thigh and flinched, this seamed to excite him more and his laugh drowned out all other conversation. She noticed Jonathan watching his brother intensely and was relived when he moved to sit on the other side of her. Soon barley concealed threats were coming from both men and by the time dessert arrived she was convinced that they would come to blows. Christopher had obviously had enough and as soon as they had finished eating he announced loudly that he was going to bed, pulling a terrified looking redhead to her feet he marched from the room. Libby sighed with relief and suddenly exhausted she decided to go to bed and bid Jonathan and Charlie good night. 

She was aware that there was someone in her room as soon as she woke, It was still dark but she could hear shallow breathing. Her stomach lurched and she prayed it was Jonathan but in her heart she already knew it was Christopher. He must have realised she was awake because he flicked on the light. Before her eyes had a chance to readjust he had locked the door and was next to the bed. In his hand was a black backpack, which he placed next to the bed. She was sat up now, eyes wide with fear, the flimsy sheet held up to try and conceal her body.

"Please, if Jonathan finds out you are here he will go mad!" she pleaded.

" Best he doesn't find out then or anything he does to me I'll do to you tenfold!" He growled.

He was on her in one move; He pinned her to the bed crushing the air from her lungs. As she opened her mouth to scream he filled it with a hard ball that pushed behind her teeth, he fastened it round her head. She could still breathe but any sounds she tried to make came only as muted grunts. She thrashed about trying to kick and punch him.

"Kick as much as you like honey it just turns me on." he laughed in her face. It dawned on Libby that he got off on hurting people, She realised then that to get him to leave her alone she would have to give up, Let herself become like a rag doll.

She tried to switch off as he lashed her wrists to the bed posts pulling them apart till she screamed in pain, tears filled her eyes as he repeated the process with her ankles tying them higher up the posts raising her hips off the bed and exposing her completely. As he rummaged in the bag again she let her mind drift back to her faerie stories letting her limbs relax as much as possible and ignoring Christopher as her began stroking her breasts with a riding crop. He became furious, aware that she was trying to deny him the pleasure of her pain, he slapped her hard across the face with his huge hand trying to break her trance. She locked eyes with him for a moment before sending herself back. She wrapped her daydream round her self like a blanket. She was a beautiful princess and a handsome prince was making love to her in the lilac blossom by a lake.

SLAP he brought her back to reality.

"You will yield to me bitch!" she shook her head defiantly earning her another hard slap. He grabbed hold of her flimsy nightdress and ripped it from her body.

"Much better." he sneered, she wriggled trying to get free.

"Settle down sweetie, you are mine for tonight." he flexed the riding crop and sat down on the edge of the bed. He ran the crop lightly over her body. The speed of his attack shocked her; the first blow fell across her thighs making her scream into the gag. She tried to bring her knees up and block the blows he was raining down on her. She closed her eyes blocking out he the evil look on his face but was unable to block out the pain. Her skin was burning by the time he stopped. Her legs were covered in dozens of red marks but none had broken the surface, he was evil not stupid. 

She had barely regained control of her emotions when the next blow fell, straight across both nipples. The pain exploded bringing fresh tears.

No amount of daydreaming could blot out the searing pain he was inflicting on her. The blows stopped and he began caressing her breasts with a tenderness that surprised her. She was alarmed to find that she was becoming aroused by his attentions. He began kissing her nipples making her moan softly into the gag. He took each nipple in turn sucking and nibbling them. Just as she began letting her guard down and let herself enjoy the new twist he slapped her hard across the face making her see stars. He grinned as she screamed and wriggled trying to get away.

"Just a little attention and you turn into a whore." he snarled, pinching her tender nipples.

He reached into the bag and pulled out the biggest dildo Libby had ever seen, it must have been 11inches long and 6 inches wide. He moved down the bed to her thighs and began rubbing the head across her slit pushing it just into her making her gasp as it stretched her wide open.

"Feel good?" he laughed " well don't get used to it slut." he reached down and began massaging her asshole with his thumb. Libby tried to shout at him, she thrashed as much as her bonds would allow.

"Not so willing now are we." he began pushing the monster cock into her and she screamed at the pain, She thought she would split in two. He ignored her protests and pushed the cock deeper until it was two thirds into her. He then began working it in and out of her ass. She thought she would pass out but some how she managed to stay conscious. As he pumped her ass it began to loosen and before long she was moaning with pleasure, she loved the way the rubber dildo stretched her, she could feel all the veins moulded on to it. Soon she felt her pussy juices flowing freely onto the bed. He saw her arousal and pulled the cock free.

" Are you ready for me now whore?" He didn't wait for her to grunt her reply. As he pulled his trousers down she saw that his cock wasn't as big as the dildo but it was at least 10 inch and quite thick. Libby could see he was rock hard and she shuddered in anticipation. He climbed in between her legs and in one thrust rammed his cock into her. She howled as he slammed into her filling her to the hilt. She could feel the fire in her reach fever pitch and she bit down on the ball as she came harder than ever before.

Seconds later Christopher tensed and hit his hips up forcing her to the limit of her bonds and making her cum again. He collapsed on top of her and lay panting for what seamed like hours he then climbed off the bed dressed and untied her without saying a word. He packed away the toys he had used and lent close to her ear.

"Tell Jonathan what I have done here and I will kill you." he ran his finger over her nipple " don't think I'm done with you. That was just a taster." He slammed the door and left her crying into her pillow, confused at her body's responses.

She slipped into the room quietly the next morning, trying to hide in a corner hoping nobody would notice her. Within seconds Charlie had bounded over to her all smiles and curls.

"Morning, you ready for another day at the fun factory?" She noticed the dark circles under Libby's eyes and the bruises on her arms and looked concerned, but before she could quiz her Jonathan called for silence. 

"Today ladies we are going to develop you're oral techniques. I know many of you are quite good at this already but practice makes perfect." He was smiling at the red head from the previous day's lesson.

"We will be practising on these." he produced a box stuffed full of dildos. They were all different sizes and colours. He was walking round the room letting the girls select their own toy sending the small groups into giggling huddles as they all compared size.

"You will notice that the base has a suction cup so that you can anchor it in place. This will make it easier to handle." Jonathan had now taken a large black dildo out of the box and firmly stuck it to the table in front of him. They all copied him, spreading themselves round the room at the many tables dotted about it. Libby was knelt with Charlie and two others at a small coffee table. They had thrown cushions down to make it more comfortable. Charlie was shifting about on her cushion obviously dying to ask Libby about her haggard appearance. Jonathan called for attention again and Libby was glad she could ignore her for now. 

" I want you to treat this as if it were your lover's cock." he explained wrapping his hand around the shaft. Slowly he began easing his hand up and down squeezing it paying particular attention to the head.

Libby was hypnotised by this, she had never seen a man handle a cock before real or fake and She was finding it incredibly arousing.

"Start by grasping the shaft of the cock firmly in whichever hand you find most comfortable," he waited until they were all watching him again. "Now begin working your hand up towards the tip; once you reach the top gently rotate your wrist and slowly back down to the base. A few strokes and your man will be hard as steel. Now lean down and take the tip into your mouth." He began walking among them, giving advice and encouragement calling out new instructions every now and then " run your teeth over the head ladies, NO pressure just gently graze it." " cup the balls and squeeze gently." 

After about half an hour he began collecting the dildos in again. They all had slightly aching jaws by now and were glad the lesson appeared to be over. Charlie was shuffling closer to Libby, her curiosity getting the better of her. " What's up with you today Libby you look like you haven't had any sleep?" Libby took a deep breath trying to find the words to describe what Christopher had done to her but Jonathan was now standing next to the table.

"Now our two newest recruits are going to give us a live demonstration of their new skills, Libby, Jessica stand please." Libby saw a small brunette girl rise from the table next to hers and they smiled nervously to each other as they stood waiting to learn their fate.

"Don't worry girls. I have two male volunteers for you to use, they will give you a full critique afterwards and let you know where you need to improve." Libby looked around to see where the new men where but she could only see Jonathan. To her horror she noticed Christopher sat in the shadows at the back of the room, an evil grin on his face.

"Christopher come here and show these ladies what you've got." Jonathan began to unbuckle his belt and remove his trousers. Draping them over the back of a chair he sat down and beckoned Jessica over to him. Libby began to breath hard as she realised her fate, she was sweating trying to form the words running through her mind. I'M NOT TOUCHING THAT MONSTROUS BASTARD but she just stood, mouth gaping rooted to the spot.

"Libby stand in front of Christopher please." Jonathan already had Jessica knelt between his legs gently fondling his cock. Libby slowly shook her head backing away from Christopher.

"I can't, I won't," she stammered. She was starting to panic, her whole body was shaking.

"Libby you will take him in your mouth and suck him until he is done with you." Jonathan had stood and was walking towards her his engorged cock making the whole thing even more perverse. Christopher was walking behind Jonathan his expression triumphant.

"Very well have it your way girl, I warned you that I won't stand for any disobedience. Christopher she is all yours BUT only for the blowjob." he returned to Jessica and sat down as Christopher grabbed her by the wrist and led her to the nearest empty chair. She was screaming at Jonathan to get him off her but he just ignored her and began stroking Jessica's hair as she swallowed his cock. Christopher forced her down onto her knees and held her by the back of her neck with one hand. He undid his jeans and pushed them down. He sat down in the chair and pushed her face into his lap, she opened her mouth to scream again and he forced his cock into her mouth making her gag.

"You better make this good girl or believe me you will regret it. Try anything and I will make sure you have a nasty accident or maybe I'll just take it out on you're pretty little friend." She mumbled her dislike and he pulled her hair hard making her scream round his cock.

Crying softly into his lap she began sucking on his cock, running her tongue up and down his shaft determined to make him cum as quickly as possible. She gently grazed her teeth across the head and drove down taking him into her throat. To her relief she heard him moan and push her head down further. She really went for it sucking nibbling and squeezing his balls in an attempt to get him away from her. She opened her mouth wider taking one of his balls into her mouth along with his cock. This seemed to send him wild. He grabbed her head and began fucking her mouth, moving her up and down his shaft until she felt his cock swell and with a growl he filled her mouth with his cum. Holding her head in place he forced her to drink it down quickly. He finally let go of her head and after pulling up his jeans he dragged her to her feet. He started moving towards the door obviously trying to get her away from the safety of the group.

She was screaming again kicking and fighting trying to get free, some of the girls were looking nervously at her. They wanted to help but all were too afraid of the huge man to step in. They had reached the door now and Libby had just about given up on any help arriving when Christopher stopped suddenly. She looked round to see Jonathan and Charlie both blocking the door.

"I told you Chris she is not yours, You will receive only what I tell her she can give you." he prised her arm free from his grip and pushed her gently towards Charlie who bundled her out of the room before she could thank Jonathan. She could hear the shouts of the two men all the way up to her room.

Once safely inside Charlie began asking questions what had Christopher done to her? Why had she gone along with the lesson? What was she hiding? When she had finally stopped Libby told her everything Christopher had said and done to her, by the time she had finished both girls were crying and hugging each other. "I had no idea, why did Jonathan give you to Christopher today after what he did?" Charlie was puffy eyed but Libby could see the anger.

"Jonathan doesn't know." she whispered " Christopher said he'd hurt both of us if I told anyone." panic came into her voice " You mustn't tell anyone he'll kill us, promise me you won't tell anyone." she was frantic now. Charlie hugged her close "don't worry everything will be fine." She helped Libby into bed and tucked her in like a child. "You get some sleep now I'm going to tell Jonathan you are ill and need some rest." She kissed her forehead.

"Thanks Charlie I guess he will have had enough for now." She smiled weakly and closed her eyes. Charlie left the room hoping with all her heart that Libby was right but if she new Christopher he would only be more determined now, especially as she was under Jonathan's protection.

Charlie found Jonathan sat in the teaching room alone, He had an ice pack on one eye and blood seeping from his nose.

"I see Christopher is unhappy then." Charlie sat next to him and picked up a box of tissues.

"He is just being a spoilt brat as usual." he winced as Charlie dabbed at the blood on his face.

"I think it's more serious this time." Charlie took a deep breath "He broke in to Libby's room last night and raped her." She waited for his reaction when it came the ferocity didn't surprise her.

"I HAVE HAD JUST ABOUT ENOUGH OF THAT IDIOT, I'VE LOOKED AFTER HIM MOST OF HIS LIFE AND HOW DOES HE REPAY ME!" he began pacing the room . Charlie wrapped her arms round him and hugged into his chest trying to calm him.

"I know he's upset you but can I make a suggestion?" She smiled stroking along his arm. "I think I may have an idea how to deal with Christopher." He looked deep into her eyes, he knew she could be quite inventive when she wanted to. "Ok my dear what do you suggest?" She explained her plan and his eyes widened "you have a very dirty mind young lady." He kissed her "but I do believe you may have the solution to our problem."



The Mistake Ch. 04



This chapter contains Bondage scenes including anal penatration of a man. If you find this offensive this may not be the story for you. Thanks for reading, any feedback is welcomed and appreciated (even negative, its nice to know where I go wrong as well)

Chapter 4

Libby heard the door open and sat bolt upright in bed. She saw his grin as he locked it behind him. Shaking she got out of bed and ran to the French windows as she reached out her hand to open them he grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him. She scratched at his face with her free hand trying desperately to get away. She started to scream but he flipped her round and pressed his hand over her mouth, she could feel his hot breath on her neck as he waited for signs that anyone had heard her calls for help.

After a few seconds he was happy that they were safe and began moving towards the bed. He grabbed a silk scarf from the top of her chest of drawers and used it to gag her, satisfied that she could only grunt at him he then removed his belt and strapped her arms behind her back. He tore her night dress from her in one swift move and pushed her over the end of the bed, the wood of the footboard pressed hard against her stomach forcing her ass into the air. He spread her legs wide and used the bed curtains to tie them so she was totally exposed to him. She heard the zip of his jeans and knew that he was undressing. She felt his hand stroke across her ass cheeks and dart between her legs, she moaned into the gag as he massaged her clit with his thumb and pushed a finger inside her. 

Just as she was relaxing thinking maybe he wouldn’t be too rough this time he withdrew his hand and laughed as he began smacking her hard across her arse. She screamed into the gag and wriggled trying to get away from him. This only made him laugh again and smack her harder. She was beginning to think he would just smack her all night when he stopped and stroked the inflamed area making her flinch. He began running his hands all over her and she could feel his hard cock brush against her. She tensed knowing what was about to happen.

“WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING CHRIS” She looked up and saw Jonathan standing in the door way, She almost cried with relief. “I TOLD YOU SHE WAS NOT FOR YOU BUT IT SEEMS YOU ARE UNABLE TO OBEY EVEN A SIMPLE REQUEST. WE WILL HAVE TO CHANGE THAT.” He pushed his brother away from the bed and helped Libby to stand, he untied her arms and legs and stood patiently while she removed the gag and massaged life back into her wrists.

“Thank you” she whispered her throat sore for screaming into the gag. She stood behind Jonathan as he turned towards Christopher.

“I think that Libby here should be the one to teach you how to follow orders.” He walked back to the doorway and picked up a bag from just outside the room, hesitating for a second before returning and closing the door. He moved towards Christopher who had until now been stood smugly grinning at Libby, not bothered that he stood naked and hard in front of his brother. The younger man began to walk towards the door as if to escape but despite being the senior of the two men Jonathan proved to be the more agile cutting off his route and grabbing his arm. 

He twisted it behind his brother forcing him forwards towards the chair. He bent Christopher over the chair pushing him down by his neck and holding him firmly in place. He leaned down and whispered something into Christopher’s ear that made him struggle harder and Jonathan to smile. 

“would you be a darling and bring me that bag Libby, I would get it myself but I’ve got my hands full.” She smiled at him and came to stand next to him with the bag. “why don’t you have a look and see what you can find in there to hold him in place so we can have some fun.” He pushed harder into Christopher’s back brining a torrent of abuse from him. Libby found several lengths of rope, a pair of handcuffs, two whips, one with 15 or 20 leather thongs and one long platted whip. a riding crop, several alligator clips, three different sized dildos, a ball gag, some sort of leather harness and a tub of Vaseline. She handed Jonathan the rope and a pair of handcuffs, Jonathan grinned sheepishly at Libby and she realised that he couldn’t let go of Christopher until she had tied him down. She fastened the handcuffs round both wrists and spread his legs so she could fasten one to each chair leg. once he was secure Jonathan joined her and gave her a reassuring hug. Christopher was still shouting obscenities at them and with a sigh Jonathan took the gag from Libby and shoved it in his mouth strapping it in place.

“much better don’t you think?”

Christopher’s eyes where bulging and he was wriggling, trying to free himself. Jonathan walked round in front of the chair and squatted so that he was face to face with his sibling .

“I hope you like a taste of your own medicine brother dearest, Libby here is going to repay every stroke you have dished out to my girls, you will learn that it is only ok to use bondage if you give pleasure to your partner as well as pain!” He turned to Libby and took her hand gently. “now Libby don’t be nervous you and I are going to teach Christopher here the real art of domination.” he handed her the riding crop. She stood behind Christopher and looking at Jonathan for encouragement she raised the crop, Jonathan nodded and smiled at her filling her with courage. She brought the crop down hard on his buttocks, even through the gag she could hear his scream. To her surprise she found it incredibly arousing to see the red welt shinning on his white cheek., she brought the crop down feeling the thrill of having complete control over this man, someone who was twice her size and had already proved he could bring her to her knees. She began enjoying herself and Christopher’s ass soon had a nice rosy glow. She could feel herself getting wet as she looked at the lines and turned to Jonathan waiting for her next instruction.

“Nicely done Libby, now lets see how much we can stretch that nice red ass of his.” he handed her the tub of Vaseline as Christopher tried to shout at them to stop. “Now now Christopher, what's the point of giving it out if you can’t take it in return.” he smiled and held his brothers cheeks apart as Libby smeared Vaseline over his hole. She began massaging it in making him nice and slippery. Feeling bold she slid a finger into him, she felt him tighten on her finger and pushed in to the knuckle. She heard him moan into his gag and he tried to push back against her. She took her cue and added another finger to the first, slowly she began working them in and out of him feeling the burn of her own desire as she found herself becoming hotter. Jonathan handed her a slim dildo already shiny with grease, removing her fingers she felt him tense trying to cling to her intrusion. She slid the cock quickly into him giving him no time to adjust, she heard his gasps and moans and she knew that he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. 

She found his arousal added to hers and she longed to have the plastic cock inside her but it pleased Jonathan for her to do this so she continued, hoping that she would be allowed release afterwards.

As if he had read her mind she felt Jonathan standing behind her his cock hard. As she slowly fucked his brother’s ass she felt him slide his hand between her legs. His fingers found her clit and began to flick across it making her moan along with Christopher. Libby saw Christopher was pushing back hard onto the dildo so she increased the speed of her thrusts pounding the cock into him and watching him buck against it. Jonathan was sliding two fingers into her now dripping pussy, teasing her clit and making it increasingly hard to concentrate. She was driving the dildo into Christopher now as he wriggled and squirmed trying to get it against the sweet spot deep inside. She began rotating the dildo as she plunged it in and rocking her own hips against Jonathan’s hand as he fingered her hungry pussy. She heard Christopher’s moans getting louder, and was sure he was about to cum when Jonathan took the dildo from her and slid it out of his brother. Christopher groaned and began whimpering wriggling as if to demand it back.

“I know but we haven’t finished with you yet Chris.” he led Libby over to the bed and motioned for he to sit down he then spread her legs apart making her blush as he exposed her dripping pussy. He then went and untied Christopher’s legs leaving the gag in place and his hands fastened behind his back, he led him over and pushed him on to his knees in front of Libby, His head between her spread legs. 

“I think poor Libby here needs some attention. I’m sure that the master of face fuck should be able to help.” he pushed Christopher’s face into Libby’s groin snarling into his ear “ and if you hurt her I will personally see to it that you become her slave, fully trained and broken.” Jonathan smiled at Libby as he sat next to her on the bed. Christopher began nuzzling his face into Libby’s pussy, His tongue found her clit and began to stroke it. He kissed her pussy making her moan and lean back on her hands. Seeing this Jonathan moved so he was sat behind her supporting her weight and allowing her to let go as Christopher continued to lick and suck her already over heating pussy. Jonathan began to stroke her breasts, pinching the nipples and making her moan softly. Christopher was now plunging his tongue into her hole making her squirm. He sucked on her clit as he delved into her his tongue probing deep exploring her, bringing her closer and closer to coming. She was thrashing around coming hard screaming and filling Christopher’s mouth with her juices. Jonathan kissed her neck as she came back down to earth, Christopher was licking her pussy clean sending little jolts through her.

“feel better now baby?” Jonathan purred.

“much,” she giggled patting Christopher's head.

“Right, Christopher get on the bed!” Jonathan had stood up and had the black bag in his hand. Christopher climbed up onto the bed and sat looking nervously at the bag. Jonathan pushed him back so he was laid on his back his hands still fastened behind him. He arched his back clearly trying to get comfortable. Jonathan flipped him over onto his stomach and unlocked the handcuffs, he stretched his arm up until it pointed at the bed post “ Libby would you be so kind and help me get this big stud fastened down please?" he passed her the bag from beside the bed and she took out the lengths of rope. She secured his outstretched arm to the post and moved round to the other side of the bed, Jonathan had completely removed the handcuffs and had Christopher's other arm ready for tying . Once his arms were secure they spread his legs and tied them to the bed posts too. Now he was helpless again Christopher seemed to tense waiting for what was to come. Jonathan brought the chair and placed it next to the bed.

“ This is your show sweetie, you call the shots, you decide what you want to do." He explained to Libby

“I want you to have some fun, Punish him, Use him and enjoy him.” He grinned at her. She Rummaged in the bag beside her and pulled out the riding crop. She stroked it across Christopher’s cheek and watched as his eyes widened and his breathing quickened. She moved down the bed so she was stood next to his buttocks which were clenched and quivering, she caressed them and felt him relax. the first lash came as a surprise to Christopher and he screamed into the gag his hands clenching and his hips thrusting as he tried to move his ass from the path of the crop. she laughed as he pulled his head round to glare at her, hatred in his eyes.

“Not so tough now are we” She giggled beginning to enjoy tormenting him, there was a definite attraction to using him like her plaything. She was beginning to feel the heat rise in her pussy again just watching him squirm and wriggle under the stinging blows of the crop. She looked over to Jonathan who was smiling and slowly stroking himself. She was a little alarmed that he was getting of on the sight of his own brother being whipped, he must of realised this because he stood up and came to stand next to her. “you look so hot standing there with the fire in your eyes whipping his ass and getting horny.” He reached across and pinched her nipple sending a jolt straight to her already soaking wet pussy.

“ I have a suggestion but he may not like it so let me whisper." Jonathan whispered his idea into her ear while Christopher moved his head obviously trying to hear. Libby giggled and agreed “that might be fun.” Jonathan helped her onto the bed where she laid along Christopher’s body face up her ass against his, her head nestled between his shoulder blades. she had her knees bent slightly and her legs spread wide apart. Jonathan climbed in between her legs and positioned his cock ready to enter her. 

“just keep still Bro we wouldn’t want this to go in the wrong hole now would we." He slid his cock into Libby in one fluid movement, she gasped and gripped his ass tight. 

After what seamed like hours he began working his cock in and out of her making her moan with delight. She was soon raising her hips to meet his thrusts. He was withdrawing until just the tip remained inside her, pausing for the briefest of moments before he filled her completely. She could feel the head slipping tantalisingly over her G spot making her whimper. Beneath her she could feel Christopher's ass cheeks tensing as she rubbed against them. Each thrust ground his already sensitive cock into the bed. She could feel her orgasm building as Jonathan began to pound into her, grinding his pelvis against her clit and sending shock waves through her. She dug her nails into his buttocks as her pussy clamped down hard on him, milking his cock and sending him into spasms. She was surprised to feel Christopher tense and shudder under them, Moaning loudly into the gag. Jonathan slowly withdrew his now drooping cock from her and climbed off the bed, ever the gentleman he helped Libby to climb down from Christopher before flopping into the chair with a grin. “Am I right in thinking that my brother enjoyed that as much as I did?” he laughed. Libby was sitting on the bed running her hands over Christopher’s back and ass. 

“ I’ve always wondered what you men see in shoving things up women's arses." she dipped between his cheeks making them clench “I am getting this overwhelming desire to find out." she reached for the bag and pulled out the Dildos and the Vaseline. Jonathan stood and took the bag from her, he pulled out the leather harness. “ you may like this then sweetie." he held up the harness, it resembled a pair of knickers except for the hole in the front, there was black elastic running round the edge of the hole. Jonathan  fitted one of the dildos into it, He then helped her step into them and she giggled as she realised there was a little bud pressing against her clit. She went and stood at the head of the bed and proudly thrust her “cock “ in front of Christopher’s face. 

Jonathan laughed as his eyes widened and his nostrils flared . “ I think he likes the look of that." She scooted down the bed and climbed between his legs. Jonathan handed her the Vaseline and she began working a generous dollop into his asshole. He was moaning and pushing his ass up to meet her finger. She pushed into him and felt his muscles tighten holding her there. She worked her finger in and out of him delving deeper , feeling him push back against her she added another and another until she had three fingers pushed in to the knuckle. Christopher groaned and wriggled his ass. She pulled her fingers out and replaced it with the head of the dildo. He pushed back trying to get more of it inside but she grabbed his hips and held him still.

“I’m in charge, if you want me to give you pleasure you had better hold still." she slapped him across the ass. She worked the head of the dildo in and out of his ass not pushing deeper than 1 or 2 cm. He was groaning and wriggling and she slapped his thigh again staying still and making his moan loudly. She began pumping into him then, slamming the dildo into his tight ass mercilessly. She could hear his screams even with the gag. “ How do you like it Christopher? Do you like it hard and fast?” She could feel her own arousal building as she felt the huge man struggle beneath her totally helpless.

She could see Jonathan watching her intently form the chair. He was stroking his now rock hard cock and smiling at her.

“You look sexy as hell,” he rasped his voice full of lust. He walked over and climbed on to the bed. He snuggled in to her back and began rubbing his cock against her ass. His hand began caressing her neck and back, covering them with tiny kisses sending little jolts straight to her pussy. She moaned struggling to keep her mind on the man captive beneath her. She felt fingers caressing her sopping hole, seeking out the throbbing nub of her clit. He began circling it teasing her nearly sending her over the edge but pulling her back at the last minute. She groaned and ground against him. He curled his torso around her positioning his cock, the head pushing into her pussy. she gasped and wriggled her legs wider giving him more room. her began pushing into her, mirroring her thrust. she was slower now grinding the dildo deep into Christopher. He was moaning and shouting into the gag, he pushed back against her and she grasped his hips holding him for the tiniest moment before pulling out. Jonathan was pushing deep into her, she could feel the head push against her cervix. 

She could tell from Christopher's moans and the way he writhed in his bonds that he wouldn’t be able to hold back for much longer, she was glad to feel her own orgasm was only moments away. Jonathan was thrusting hard now pushing in as she pulled out of his brother, driving even deeper into her. The force of her climax shocked her, she felt as though she was about to burst. Screaming into the night she slammed into Christopher’s ass watching his body tense and his head pull back as he covered the bed with his seed. Jonathan groaned and pushed deep flooding her tunnel with cream. She collapsed onto Christopher exhausted. Jonathan struggled back to the chair and grinned at her as he sank into it. 

“ I think we may have discovered a new talent my dear." he announced.

She smiled weakly at him “ Shame we have to let him go now, I like my new toy!”.

She woke the next morning feeling refreshed and calmer than she had in days. She smiled to herself remembering Christopher’s face as he was released, he looked like a little boy when caught misbehaving. Jonathan had told him to expect more of the same while he insisted on bullying the girls.

“Every time a complaint is made about you, It will be your ass that gets whipped.” He warned him as Christopher cowered fleeing to his room head hung in shame.



The Mistake Ch. 05



I recomend reading the earlier chapters so you know where the charicters have been.

This will be the final chapter unless you want more. You decide. Any feedback would be apreciated. I hope you enjoy.

As she descended the main stair case Charlie’s familiar golden froth bounced along the corridor. She beamed at Libby, 

“How did it go then?” she gripped Libby’s arm gently.

“I take it you had something to do with Jonathan’s interruptions.” Charlie grinned and looked away

“You’re not too mad are you?” She asked her face full of concern. Libby smiled and hugged her 

“I should be but I’m not, I know you were only trying to help and I actually had fun!” 

They walked into the main hall arm in arm giggling as Libby told Charlie all about the previous nights activities.

Jonathan flashed her a huge smile as they flopped into one of the large sofas spread out around the room. She could see Christopher out of the corner of her eye, He was skulking at the back of the room obviously trying to stay away from Jonathan.

She waved casually at him Which sent him further into the shadows and sent Charlie into fits of giggles.

Jonathan stood up and called for quiet.

“Today ladies I am going to teach you how to submit. Don’t panic I want to teach you what submission is really about, as a dominant it is my job to make sure you are safe at all times. When you truly submit to someone you hand yourself over, it is not however about one person hitting the other until they get what they want.” He was looking directly at Christopher as he said this.

“ I want you to be happy giving yourself over to the whim of your master whoever that may be. It is then your masters responsibility to take you to your limits but not past them.”

After an hour of explaining different techniques Libby was beginning to think this was going to be a purely theoretical lesson when he asked them to split into pairs. Naturally she grabbed Charlie's arm and the girls clung together their eyes daring the others to try and separate them. 

This was one of the times when Libby was reminded That she was a prisoner here, She was glad that this time she had Charlie for support. Jonathan began walking round the room he separated each pair into Dominant and submissive. He turned to Libby and Charlie.

“Libby you be the sub this time and Charlie you be the Dom.” Libby opened her mouth to protest

“The whole point of this exercise is to train you to do things that don’t come naturally.” He walked back into the centre of the room. 

“Now we will begin. Dom’s basically you need to make you’re partner submit, to do whatever you want

BUT and I will emphasise this again you must not push them too far, take them to the limit of their sexuality by all means but do not push to far. We are not here to break anyone.” He started his slow circuit of the room stopping and making comments as he walked. Libby was struck by the normality of the class. This could be any school or college anywhere instead of a prison. Libby turned to Charlie and noticed the gleam in the girls eye.

“ So what do you want me to do Charlie?” she smiled 

“First its ma’am to you from now on and second get on your knees.” Her tone of voice left Libby stunned, She felt the sting of a crop on the back of her thighs and sank quickly to hr knees. She noticed Jonathan stood next to Charlie a bag in hand. She now knew where the crop had come from.

“ Remember just because we want pleasure for everyone doesn’t mean that we won’t punish those of you who don’t follow orders.” He said this to the room in general. 

“ as I told you Libby you are a prisoner here but I want you to be comfortable.” he whispered in her ear.

Charlie sat down in one of the ornate chairs and beckoned to Libby, she started to stand but a sharp pain and gentle shake of the head had her back on her knees.

“ I want you to make me cum.” said Charlie simply

“ No pleasure for you though so you can only touch me for now.” the gleam in her eye intrigued Libby, it was if the blonde was hiding something.

Charlie hitched her skirt up revealing a pair of white lace hold ups and no panties.

Libby crawled forward until she was between Charlie's legs. She lent forward tentatively and stroked the golden curls in front of her. Charlie moaned and spread her legs wider. As Libby’s confidence grew she felt her inhibitions lift. She began stroking and probing her friend delighting in the moans she was causing. Charlie was wriggling in her seat, gripping the arms tight. Libby lent closer and liked the pink lips in front of her. Charlie groaned loudly as she probed her gently.

“ For God’s sake women put some effort into it.” she snapped

“ I would like to cum sometime this week!” Libby blushed scarlet at her chastisement. With the sting of the crop still fresh in her mind she let go and focussed all her energy on Charlie's sopping pussy. She spread the lips wide giving her a full view of her target, She ran her tongue across the little bud of her clitoris making Charlie buck her hips and gasp. 

“That's more like it.” She sighed, Smiling at the compliment Libby began pushing the tip of her tongue into Charlie’s warm wet hole, she didn’t push in to deep but teased her friend, wriggling the tip just inside her she was rewarded by a loud groan and Charlie's hips trying to push her deeper. 

“Fuck me slave, fuck me with you're tongue!” The fire in her voice stunned Libby, She slowly pushed her tongue deeper. From the groans she knew she was doing well. When Libby had pushed the tongue as deep as she could she began to slowly work it in and out. Thrusting harder she moved her hand to Charlie's clit and began rubbing the sensitive bud. Charlie was thrashing around in the chair. She had her hands on Libby's head the fingers entwined in her hair. From Charlie’s cries She could tell she was nearly there. Libby pounded into her making circles against her clit with her thumb. Charlie slammed Libby’s head into her crotch, she screamed as her pussy clamped down on Libby’s tongue. As she calmed down Libby gently licked her clean. Once finished she sat back on her heals and waited to see what happened next. Jonathan walked over to the girls smiling.

“ Well done ladies, but how would you fair making her do something she really didn’t want to do?” He took Charlie to one side and began to talk quietly to her, no matter how hard Libby tried she couldn’t hear what was said. Charlie returned and sat back down ignoring Libby’s confused look. Libby sat in silence at Charlie’s feet worrying about what was to come. She didn’t have long to wait and about 10 minutes later the doors of the room opened and Christopher stalked in followed by about 15 young men. All where attractive, well built and most where bronzed but the similarities ended there. most of the men where white but 2 had dark skin. One man was about 6 foot and a rich chocolate colour and the other was slightly shorter and a deep ebony. The description “black skinned “ was made for this man, Libby found herself staring at his shining torso and imagining him driving into her. The other men where an assortment of blonds and brunettes all with chiselled features and bodies designed to make a women pant with lust. 

“ Right,” Jonathan was in the centre of the room again. 

“ Dominants you have been told who you are to collect please do so.” He stepped back allowing the girls to step forward. One by one the men where claimed and returned to sit beside their Dom. To Libby’s disappointment both black men where led away by triumphant girls. when she heard Charlie call 

“Leon.”

she didn’t even look up.

“Am I that bad?” Libby looked up and straight into a pair of large dark brown eyes. Long black wavy hair cascaded down his well muscled back. 

“I umm I.” she stammered “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to be rude.” She started to stand but Charlie put her hand on her shoulder to stop her.

“I didn’t tell you to get up yet.” She sat down and motioned for Leon to do the same, He pulled up a chair and sat next to Charlie but his eyes never left Libby. 

“I think my new toy may have a crush!” Charlie laughed making Leon blush a deep crimson.

“I need to be fucked,” she announced

“And I want you to do it.” She jabbed Leon in the chest 

“But I want you to get him ready for me Libby. I want him hard and panting now.”

Libby hesitated, she wanted Leon and she didn’t think she would be able to hold back and let Charlie have him. As she sat thinking she didn’t notice Charlie stand and move behind her. She did however feel the sting of the crop on her back, she screamed and cowered as Charlie struck again and again. The fourth stroke hit across the top of her buttocks.

“Now will you do as you are told or do you need another lesson.” she pulled Libby’s head back by the hair. 

“No mistress.” she whispered frightened by the new venom in her friends voice. She crawled over to Leon and began to unbuckle his belt. She looked nervously at Charlie and was relived to see the smile back on her face. She helped Leon out of his jeans and boxer shorts and sat back to admire the 9 inch monster before her. Libby glanced at Charlie hoping she would release her form this task but Charlie was tapping the crop against the palm of her hand Libby sighed and grasped Leon’s cock. She slowly ran her hand up and down the shaft, She had thought he was hard but to her amazement her became more rigid as she stroked him. He was so thick that she didn’t think she would fit him in her mouth so she used both hands massaging his balls with the palms. She lent forward and began licking the purple head. Leon had lent back against the chair and Charlie was running her nails across his chest, His eyes were closed and he was clearly in heaven. 

“That’s enough Libby, we don’t want the poor boy to get too excited.” She stood for a moment with her hands on her hips. 

“Now, Get on your hands and knees I need something to lay on.” Libby opened her mouth to protest but was rewarded with a sharp pain as the crop hit her thighs. She got into position and waited head hung in shame. Charlie lay along Libby’s back and spread her legs wide. without any instruction Leon knelt in front of her and ran his hands along the inside of her thighs. He inched forward until the head of his cock was pressing against her pussy. Libby could feel him kneeling behind her and she braced waiting for what was to come. Leon pushed slowly into Charlie conscious of the girl beneath them.

“Fuck me like you mean it!” Charlie demanded. He began pushing in harder and faster driving his cock as deep as he could. Libby had to use all her concentration to stay in position and soon she was sweating as much as the couple she was supporting. She could feel Charlie arching her back and grinding her hips to meet Leon's. After what seamed like hours She felt Charlie shudder her way through an intense climax screaming aloud as Leon pumped her full of his seed. 

They stood up and Libby collapsed to the floor. 

“Get up slave” Charlie dragged Libby back into the kneeling position.

“Have you ever been fucked in the ass?” she asked, Libby nodded and whispered

“Once By Christopher.” 

“Well this will be a walk in the park then.” she pulled a low table over and told Libby to lay across it, her breasts squashed into the table.

“Leon would you please teach Libby here how to take a big cock like yours.” Libby blanched, anal sex with Christopher hadn’t been exactly pleasant. 

“Relax it will be easier if you don’t tense up.” Whispered Leon, he lent across her trying to soothe her as he caressed her back. This obviously annoyed Charlie as she brought the crop down hard on Leon’s back

“did I tell you exchange pleasantries?” She snarled. She handed Leon a tube of lubricant and he coated his hands before rubbing them across Libby's exposed ass, He worked the hole until it was slippery and then slowly inserted a finger, pausing to let her get used to it. He began working it in and out sending jolts of pain tainted pleasure to Libby’s pussie. She began groaning and pushing back to meet him.

He inserted another finger and worked her until he was happy she was ready. He lent forward and whispered 

“Relax.” 

into her ear, she tried her best not to tense as she felt the head of his cock on her puckered hole. Slowly he began pushing into her stopping for a few seconds to let her adjust. The pain was intense but it was mixed with the tingle of pleasure. Charlie decided things were going to slowly and she grabbed his hips and pushed hard. Leon was rammed in the last few inches making Libby scream and grab the edge of the table.

“If you can’t be trusted to do what I want I will make you do it right.” she growled she began using the crop to force Leon into the rhythm she wanted. The pain quickly subsided into absolute pleasure and Libby could feel her orgasm building. Charlie had stopped using the crop and sat back to watch as the passion over took both Libby and Leon, as the pair reached their climaxes Jonathan walked over and slipped his arm round her waist

“She’s a natural you know” she said to him. 

“yes, I think I may have found someone special there.” They smiled and watched as Leon slumped across Libby's back . He carefully pulled his softening cock from her and helped her to her feet. Pulling her close he kissed her. A discrete cough from Jonathan bought them back to reality and they smiled. Charlie hugged Libby

“No hard feelings?” she asked

“None.” Libby assured her. 

“I think you can call it a day all of you, Go and enjoy the sunshine,” shouted Jonathan the girls all ran giggling form the room many with partners in tow. 

“Would you like to go swimming?”Leon asked Libby. She looked at Jonathan who was stood with his arm round Charlie protectively.

“I’d love to.” she said smiling.