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A MANSION FOR MASOCHISTS

Chapter Three

 

Lilith and Skip picked up a bearskin rug off the floor of the study and laid it on the hard wooden desk.

"Please lie down on the rug and allow your legs to dangle over the edge," Lilith said to Alicia.

Beth, who had returned, added, "Rest your bottom on the edge of the desk, dear."

The bearskin hung over the edge of the desk and Alicia daintily rested her bare bottom upon it. Except for her earrings and heels she was still totally naked, as was Kimmy. Alicia lay back, her legs dangling and spread, and felt a sense of total freedom. The study was relatively crowded, as most of the guests had rejoined the group to watch Alicia's first real encounter with sex at the mansion. No doubt even now Lilith would attempt to prolong the experience as much as possible, holding off any climax, but Alicia herself was eager. For hours now she had been teased with orgasm, and her hips squirmed in anticipation of a climax. She wanted to thrust her hands between her legs and rub furiously, but she knew that was strictly forbidden. And, after all, despite her lack of attire Alicia was still a lady, and ladies didn't masturbate unless directed to do so. Alicia prayed that Lilith might suddenly ask her to make herself come before the group, a thought that would never have entered her young mind just hours ago.

"Kimmy, please straddle your friend Alicia," Lilith ordered.

Using the desk's chair as a step Kimmy mounted the desk and knelt over Alicia's face.

"Hi," Kimmy said warmly, gazing down at Alicia. Gently she lowered her pussy onto Alicia's mouth. Then Kimmy took Alicia's hands and lifted them to her breasts. She encouraged Alicia to knead the firm, milky flesh.

Alicia had just begun to work Kimmy in earnest when she realized that her own pussy was going unsatiated. She squirmed her hips and attempted to ask that her own pussy be lubed, but Kimmy's pussy muffled her request. Alicia had no doubt, however, that Lilith knew what she wanted. Hell, the whole group probably knew what she wanted, but they were denying her to increase her sexual tension. Alicia shuddered.

Kimmy shuddered. It was her second orgasm, and still Alicia had gained nothing for her own nest. Suddenly she heard Lilith announce that a coin would be flipped to see who would be the lucky one to lick Alicia. Alicia felt a wave of relief. A moment later it was announced that a man named Roger had won, and Alicia was just wondering what he might look like when she felt a tongue on the inside of her thigh. Alicia trembled as the tongue laved upward. The moist trail that it left behind felt delightfully cool against her skin. Then the tongue reached the top of the inside of her thigh and, avoiding her pussy, began to trail slowly down Alicia's other leg.

Alicia wriggled, trying to capture the descending tongue with her desperate pussy. A bleak realization dawned over her that this was another of Lilith's tricks, to keep her on edge as long as possible. Alicia wiggled her hips. In response the man gripped her thighs more firmly. Alicia removed her hands from Kimmy's breasts. The girl looked down, disappointed at the sudden loss. Alicia thrust her hands around Kimmy's hips and toward her own cunt.

Suddenly Lisa reached across the table and caught Alicia's hand. Beth captured the other one.

"Ah, ah, ah, no masturbating here," Lisa said. "You'll have to go home if you want to do that."

"Perhaps we should have had her masturbate herself in front of us on the table at the banquet," Beth conjectured.

"She would never have done it then," Lilith said. "That's how these girls are...always trying to act contrary to the wishes of their suitors, of those who love them."

Alicia's palms had just been returned to Kimmy's bosoms when Alicia caught sight of a birch rod out of the corner of her eye. Suddenly the position she had been desiring for several hours was not only proving to lack sexual gratification (for her, anyway), but it was a prison from which she could not escape. She looked up at Kimmy, begging with her eyes to be let up, but the ravished girl just ground her pussy down onto Alicia's mouth all the more. Kimmy had mistook Alicia's imprecations as a request to penetrate her even more deeply with her tongue.

"Would you do the honors, please? My arm is tired," Lilith said, handing the slim, dripping rod to Lisa. Before Alicia had been intrigued by the sight of the soaking clutch of birch rods in the corner of the study, but now the thought of being birched frightened her to death. Alicia wondered if each room in the mansion in which sexual liaisons might take place was armed with an instrument of torture.

"I have already treated Kimmy's bottom to the whip, as you can see," Lilith said to Lisa. "So you must go easy on her. Alicia's breasts, on the other hand, are delightfully milk white, and in need of a bit of color."

"No! Not my breasts!" Alicia gasped. But her protestations came out only as mewing sounds beneath Kimmy's pussy.

"I would suggest that you practice your stroke by striking Alicia's tummy," Lilith continued. "It should be able to endure any blows that are harder than we'd like. The same goes for Kimmy's back. Once you've mastered your stroke you can start in on their more exciting features."

Alicia dropped her hands from Kimmy's breasts and pressed them against the bearskin that was draped over the mahogany desk, struggling to get up.

"Of course, if Alicia insists on disobeying we shall forget our consideration of her tender breasts and beat them until they're raw," Lilith said aloud.

Kimmy gazed down at Alicia.

"Silly girl," Kimmy said, retrieving Alicia's hands with her own and placing them over her breasts. "If I were to permit you to get up both your breasts and my bottom would be smitten with the rod unmercifully. I'm not about to disobey. Plus, we'd be disappointing Lilith's new guests." This last sentence puzzled Alicia.

"Lift up your bottom for just a moment, that Alicia may comprehend her new responsibilities," Lilith said to Kimmy. Kimmy obeyed.

Alicia turned her head on its side. Suddenly she saw that the room was occupied by genteel men and women, fully dressed in formal attire and snacking pleasantly on little cakes as they sipped sherry and chatted. They were all people whom Alicia had never set eyes on before! Where was Skip? Where were the people who had been Alicia's dinner companions?

Lilith stroked Alicia's tangled blonde locks.

"You still have quite an adventure before you tonight, my little honeypot," Lilith said to Alicia. "You couldn't expect our dinner guests to wait all night for you, could you? They are now all fully engaged in an orgy in another room, and I imagine some have already been spent to their limit and gone home. Except Skip, of course, who is still waiting here for you...but with his trousers back on so that he might not create an offense to our guests."

Everyone in the room, with the exception of Alicia and Kimmy, was strictly dressed in the most correct of clothing. It was truly a "black tie" affair. Alicia and Kimmy, by contrast, were totally nude, on display, as it turned out, for the social hour of these new guests which preceded their own banquet. Lilith not only held a decadent party every night, she hosted at least two of them!

Kimmy settled happily back atop Alicia's mouth and the blonde's hands reluctantly took up position at her breasts once more. Alicia kneaded the fine, upthrust mammaries with renewed vigor, as if to find comfort in their beauty as the loveliness of her own breasts was about to be marred (temporarily, anyway) by the birch.

The rod stuck Alicia's tummy, leaving an extraordinary burning sensation (as the result of the salt), and causing her to involuntarily raise up her hips. Roger held her thighs firmly. Alicia had barely noticed him as she looked around the room, despite the fact that he held her legs spread before him. Roger was dressed formally like the others. Despite his apparent devotion to her pussy, his penis was still just as safely ensconsed inside his pants as the members of the other males present. Unless Alicia had been mistaken in the brief interval her eyes had lighted upon him, however, Roger was an older man! Suddenly Alicia felt like a naughty little girl, who wanted to play with herself but whose father was actively forbidding it. Roger, the father in this newfound fantasy, was licking Alicia's thighs but no more. Alicia felt herself surrendering to her situation. Suddenly the birch was not so much unwelcome pain as chastisement for Alicia's predilection to get off. Lisa, or was it Lilith(?) was her mother, beating her for her naughty desires! Yes! Lilith was her mother, and Lisa her obedient older sister. And Kimmy was there to make Alicia work, to make her give of herself, instead of just always taking from others as Alicia was, like any pretty young girl, fond of doing. Alicia, for really the first time in her life, was being trained against self-gratification. Television, radio, magazines, all replete with commercials, had always taught Alicia to indulge herself. Now she was being required to indulge others. Kimmy moaned with her tenth orgasm (or so it seemed, Alicia had lost count). Alicia realized that once she learned to give of herself she in turn would be sexually gratified over and over. A wave of pleasure passed through Alicia, despite the repeated ministrations of the birch rod, which had continued as she lay there thinking. Lilith wasn't just keeping Alicia from orgasm to be mean, she was teaching Alicia subtle lessons.

At once the rod left Alicia's (by now) sore tummy and whacked Kimmy's bare bottom. The girl raised her bottom, as if to beg for more. Alicia, surprised at herself, lifted her own head not to escape but to keep her mouth in contact with Kimmy's pussy.

Lisa laid several more strokes on Kimmy's bottom, then one on Alicia's tummy (causing her to lift her hips), then laid heavily into Kimmy's back. Lisa had only gotten off one stroke, however, when Lilith stopped the proceedings that she might pin up Kimmy's hair, better exposing the naked curve of her back.

Alicia had liked the one stroke which had hit Kimmy very much. It had caused the brunette to thrust out her ample breasts, giving them a strange resilience and power which Alicia longed to hold.

When Kimmy's hair had been pinned up Lilith bent forward and Kimmy kissed her on the lips.

"Thankyou," Kimmy said breathily.

The rod struck once more against Kimmy's back, causing Kimmy to thrust out her chest. Alicia relished the jutting mounds.

A dozen or so strokes later Alicia suddenly felt one person take each of her legs and lift them high, spreading her wide. Alicia thought she felt a woman holding her left leg, and a man her right. In each case her leg was lifted up above that person's shoulder. Alicia still wore her high heels, and she wondered how she must look. Very lewd indeed, like a tart in an X-rated film.

"We shall now take turns licking Alicia's very excited pussy," Lilith announced. Alicia could hardly believe her ears, and wondered if there was a catch.

A tongue delicately touched Alicia's clitoris. At the same moment her breasts, heretofore untouched, felt the bite of the birch. Alicia writhed in both pleasure and pain at once. Her small mouth issued forth a muffled scream.

The next strike hit the tops of Alicia's breasts, just missing her nipples but not the rosy areolas which surrounded them.

"Pink nipples and rosy red breasts, that's what we're striving for here tonight," Lilith said to the guests. "Not to mention a few orgasms." Alicia suddenly wished she could strike a deal, leaving her pussy unfulfilled but her breasts untarnished as well.

The rod struck Alicia's left breast, then her right, then the underside. With each whack Alicia involuntarily seized Kimmy's breasts, squeezing them hard. It was as if she were riding a very wicked horse, and Kimmy's breasts were the reins. Kimmy groaned.

"I think Alicia should share Kimmy's breasts with the rest of us," Lilith said after half a dozen more strokes. "Kimmy, please assume the doggy position."

Kimmy lifted up her hips and thrust herself forward. Her hands came to rest on the desk, right near the edge. Kimmy settled her pussy downward onto Alicia's mouth, which Alicia had raised somewhat by tilting her head backward. Kimmy's upper arms squeezed inward as she knelt on all fours upon the desk, imprisoning her ample white breasts between them.

An elegantly dressed woman placed her sherry on the desk and reached up and clasped Kimmy's erect nipples with her fingers.

"How delightful it would be if these pale breasts could be given a little sunburn too," the woman said dispassionately. She lightly pinched Kimmy's nipples between her lacquered nails. A second woman turned Kimmy's head and poured some of her sherry between Kimmy's open lips.

"Here, this will help with the pain," the woman said. As the liqueur flowed down Kimmy's throat the woman holding her nipples pinched hard. Kimmy squealed and gagged. Then other women's nailed fingers were upon her mammaries, pinching any available flesh.

"Her breasts are too beautiful, let's ruin them," a woman giggled. Kimmy shivered despite her trust in Lilith that these strangers would not really harm her. Alicia, receiving yet another stroke of the birch on her breasts from Lisa, felt a shiver of fear. All the while the guests took their turn between Alicia's legs, teasing her clitoris with the tips of their tongues.

Kimmy's bottom was now ideally suited to receive the birch, and when Lisa took up the task of thwacking her across the cheeks the women at her breasts desisted in their awful pinching. As the second stroke of the rod stung Kimmy's derriere her breasts were allowed to hang free and a woman stooped to tease the nipples with her tongue. Now each guest would not only have a turn at Alicia's pussy, but at Kimmy's breasts as well. In each case only the very tip of the tongue was used. The girls were to be titillated at this stage, not devoured, except of course for Kimmy's pussy, which was well buried in Alicia's mouth. In a future encounter Alicia might be tasked with merely titillating Kimmy's pussy as well, but in this episode it had been necessary for Kimmy's pussy to be firmly placed atop Alicia's mouth to keep her quiet. Alicia was, after all, allowed to go home if she wished, so her wishes must be kept from being expressed as much as possible.

After awhile everyone who wanted a turn at Kimmy's breasts had been provided for. Kimmy's breasts were still sore from the pinching, and the women gathered around her once more and began laving her mammaries with their tongues. Now the whole of Kimmy's breasts were to be licked and cooed over and tenderly loved. Kimmy's back, bottom, and thighs, however, continued to receive an occasional sting of the rod. Alicia, her breasts by now quite red, was now receiving the birch on her long, slim legs.

Alicia's pussy proved to be an area of special delight to the guests, and one pass was not enough. Perhaps this was because Lilith only permitted Alicia's clitoris to be nibbled or licked (nibbling by now having been permitted at the request of several women). Or perhaps it was, as several said, that Alicia's pussy was perfectly formed, an exquisite example of living art. A man photographed Alicia's pussy and vowed to blow up the picture into a huge wall mural in his home. As the photo only encompassed Alicia's pussy, and not her face, the guest in question was permitted to use it in whatever way he wished. Photos taken of Alicia and Kimmy in their entirety, however, their luscious bodies writhing as they perched nude atop the desk, were conditioned upon subsequent approval by Alicia. Kimmy had already given her permission on a prior occasion, and her nude face and figure now adorned the more private areas of some of the guest's living quarters. One photo in particular, of Kimmy receiving an enema, was said to be a delightful conversation piece amongst men and women who were amorously inclined. Not to mention the private movies that several guests had made of Kimmy as she toiled under the demands of Lilith.

 

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