Lessons of
Panty Rose
by Spunk N. Wagnels
Chapter One
Jill and John's next-door neighbor was a single woman named Rose.
"Panty
Rose" was the nickname they had for her since most of the time they
called
on her or saw her for fleeting moments around her Victorian house,
she
merely wore her underwear below the waist. They didn't know if it
was
because she liked to show off her exquisite legs or that she didn't
like to
be encumbered by usual clothing, but there she was, each time they
encountered her, wearing pink or lavender silk panties with a man's
shirt,
short housecoat, bulky sweater, or other conventional top.
She intrigued them and for a couple of years they went out of their
way to
wave a greeting, make short small talk from their driveways, to
take over
items from their garden, or to bring a Christmas greeting in season.
They
tried their best to be good neighbors but the relationship barely
scratched
a surface. That is until the day Jill was pacing outside in her
driveway
obviously distraught and in tears at what she thought was John's
infidelity.
Rose approached her caringly by putting an arm around her to arrest
her
movement and calm her. "What ever is the matter?" Rose asked in
her French
accent. "Take a couple of deep breaths � That's it. Now tell Rose
what the
problem is?"
Jill sniffled back some of the tears, "I think my marriage is over."
Rose hugged her with her chin on Jill's tucked in head and patted
her back.
"Com'on, come and talk to me over some tea."
Jill felt comforted by Rose's womanly body and voluptuous warm breasts
pressed against her. She agreed and allowed Rose to walk her over
to the
large Victorian house with Rose holding her at the shoulders. She
sat in
the living room and watched Rose through the dinning room making
tea in the
kitchen. She was distracted from her suffering momentarily as one
of those
soft warm breasts poked through the housecoat when Rose reached
overhead
into a cabinet.
Jill and John had guessed Rose's age to be everything between thirty-five
and fifty depending on the lighting or circumstance. Her body seemed
younger, but the wisdom in her face made her seem older. Now that
Jill was
observing Rose in her sunlit home, she was settling on early forties.
Here you go." Rose said offering Jill some tea. Then she sat down
across
form her holding her own cup in her hands at her knees.
Rose's housecoat tails lay down on either side of her thighs showing
her
shiny pink panties and it was barely held together by the belt giving
Jill
an eyeful of cleavage as she thanked her for the tea.
Jill was again distracted by Rose's hard nipples poking at the silk
from
the friction of them moving against the sensuous material when Rose
asked,
"Now tell me all about it."
"I, ah, I think John is seeing another woman." Jill said between
sniffles.
"How can you be so sure? You two always look so happy together."
Rose
challenged.
"Well, we �."
"Com'on, you can tell Rose. What happened?"
Jill looked at her tea for a moment and looked up to say, "Well,
we don't
have sex much anymore and John stays out late with friends or works
late at
the office."
"That of course doesn't prove it, but it looks bad. What is your
sex like
when you have it?" Rose said without hesitation.
Jill looked Rose in the face for assurance after being shocked by
the
directness of the question. "Ah, it's just normal sex I guess."
"Do you get an orgasm?"
"Ah." Jill stalled. She didn't know if this was such a good idea.
Even
though she and John had lived next to Rose for nearly two years,
they kept
their conversations at just the pleasantries. "Sometimes I guess."
She
finally said.
"Do you make it so he thinks you do each time or do you let him know
that
he needs to do more?" Rose queried.
"I don't like to make him feel bad, but I think he can tell." Jill
confessed.
"I see what the problem is. You need someone in charge." Rose said.
Jill
looked at her quizzically. "It doesn't matter whether he is exploring
more
exciting avenues for his urges or not at this point. I am going
to teach
you how to make it so he only comes to you for it. Are you interested?"
Jill nodded, took a sip of tea and watched Rose's nipples move under
the
silk robe as she stood up.
"Stand up. Let me have a look at you. Let's see what we are working
with
here." Rose ordered.
Jill stood up as she put down the cup and saucer.
"Turn around." Rose directed twirling her finger before her. "That's
it.
Nice, very nice. Now take off your blouse."
"What?" Jill responded with shock.
"Look, someone needs to be in charge and right now that someone is
me. Now
take off the blouse like a good girl."
Jill thought about exiting, but was mesmerized by this woman who
was
pitching in to help her and undid the buttons of her blouse.
"All the way off." Rose insisted, looking at her pensively.
Jill untucked the tails from her pants, pulled the blouse off and
then
hugged her stomach with her forearms.
"Very nice, very nice. Now the brassiere." Rose added.
Jill looked at her suspiciously, but when Rose's expression remained
unchanged, she reached behind herself and undid the clasp of her
bra and
let it slide down her arms. Feeling awkward and embarrassed as Rose
looked
her over, she clasped her hands backwards in front of her lap.
"You follow directions very well." Rose rewarded. "Now cup your breasts
like so." Rose said putting her hands under her own breasts. Jill
complied
in a manner that offered up her nipples and areolas to Rose's gaze.
"Nice,
tres bonne. We have something to work with here."
"What does this have to do with �?"
"Put your hands back under your breasts � That's it." Rose said while
approaching her. Then she took the sash end of her short robe and
grazed
the silky material across Jill's nipples alternately.
Jill rolled her eyes up under her lids, gasped for some air and went
a
little weak in the knees before she came to her senses and looked
where
Rose was looking now at her erect nipples. Her hands instinctively
moved to
cup her nipples. Rose briefly showed a flash of amusement but came
back to
character, took a step back, and asked that Jill remove her pants.
"Whoa?"
"You want me to help you, no?"
"I guess."
"Then do as I say. Please remove your pants." Rose ordered, standing
feet
apart, fists on hips, arms akimbo and her housecoat hanging open
to reveal
her trim stomach and shiny panties.
Jill let go of her breasts, kicked aside her sandals, and lowered
her
pants.
"Humm. Nice, very nice. Exquisite. You will have nothing to worry
about. I
will make it so he will worship you and you will worship him." Rose
promised.
Jill's embarrassment was being tempered by hope and growing faith
in Rose's
intervention in large measure from her directness and confidence.
Rose led her out of the pooled pants by the hand. "Come with me."
Rose said
taking Jill by the hand down the front hall and to a door behind
the
stairway leading to the basement.
"I really should get back." Jill protested before the light was switched
on.
"Come with me, Silly. Let Rose take care of everything."
Jill tried to still her bouncing breasts with her left arm as she
was led
down the stairs by the hand. When she got to the bottom she saw
an
old-fashioned sitting room with three closed doors leading somewhere.
She
was led to an overstuffed camelback settee. "Sit here while I get
some
things." Rose suggested.
Rose came back and sat in the chair next to the settee and held some
suspicious items in her hands. Jill's body language reacted to the
sight
and stiffened. Rose added to her apprehension by asking, "Have you
ever
given complete control over to another person for a period of time?"
Jill searched her mind as much to accurately answer the question
as to
figure out a way to get out of there. "No." She replied fearfully.
"Not
unless you count being drunk or as an infant."
"Well take as an infant for example. When you were completely helpless
your
mother fed you, cleaned you, comforted you, and moved you around
to where
you needed to be. Isn't that right?" Jill nodded cautiously. "That
felt
good, didn't it, when your mother took care of everything for you?"
Jill
nodded again. "Let's try that again right now." Jill put her hands
down on
the seat cushion at her sides ready to get up at a moment's notice.
Rose
got up, sat down next to Jill and put an arm around her. Jill stared
at the
inside side view of Rose's breast now only half covered by the open
robe
while she felt an involuntary shiver go down her body at the feel
of the
padded leather items in Rose's hand touching her upper arm.
Then Rose dangled a leather cuff with one finger. "I'm going to put
these
on you now."
"Bah, ba, but ..."
"Don't worry. You can trust Mama Rose. When you were a baby you weren't
able to resist, but now that you are a full-grown woman your mind
will
force you to try and resist. That will defeat the lesson now won't
it?"
Jill looked in panic as Rose brought the cuff slowly to her wrist.
"Here,
you put this on. That will tell your mind that you intend to have
this
lesson."
Jill looked alternately at her wrist, Rose's breast and Rose's face
as she
put the first cuff on. Then she looked as if ashamed at her other
wrist as
she put the second one on.
Jill moved the cuffs around her wrists nervously as Rose stood up
and held
out her hand for Jill to join her. "Come with me." Rose asked. "I
am going
to take care of the first step at your taking back control of your
marriage."
Rose walked Jill into a room that looked like an adult playground
with the
colors and padded apparatus. "I'll have you stand here."
"I don't think I want to do this." Jill implored.
"That's perfectly normal." Rose empathized. "Consider, however, that
things
are the way they are for you because of the way you have been acting.
If
you change the way you are acting in your marriage you will naturally
change the outcome. One outcome we want to change is for you to
be more
orgasmic."
"Now I know I don't want to do this."
"Trust me, My Dear." Rose assured her. "I won't do anything you will
not
appreciate when we are through� Just to be sure, if you will allow
me to
help you explore the edges of your comfort zone a little more than
you know
about right now, we'll use a code word you can say and I'll stop
whatever I
am doing. What would you like that safe word to be?"
"Ah, ah, �"
"How about 'fiddlesticks?' I heard it said in a movie last night
and it
struck me funny." Rose offered.
Jill looked at Rose in horror as Rose matter-of-factly took one arm
and
hooked her wrist to the end of a three foot bar hanging from the
ceiling on
chains like an aerialist's swing. Then she whimpered "no" as Rose
took her
other wrist and fastened it to the other end. Jill instinctively
twisted
and tested her entrapment. Rose ran a caring hand down Jill's upper
chest
to calm and reassure her like she would a newly adopted pet.
"I think you will be more comfortable in these unfamiliar surroundings
if I
put this on." Rose said referring to the blindfold she had temporarily
draped over her shoulder.
Jill was already dizzy and disoriented. Her will to fight Rose or
even to
say "fiddlesticks" was too low and she didn't raise much more objection
to
having a blindfold placed on her eyes than to scrunch up her face
as if
Rose were about to feed her a spoonful of objectionable medicine.
Rose was
careful to keep one hand in caressing contact with Jill's body at
all times
as she walked around the prey in her web.
Rose worked her way down Jill's body turning on each and every sensual
switch along the way. Jill was swooning in pleasure right up to
the point
that she felt Rose's fingers hook inside the elastic band of her
underwear.
"Oooooo" Jill mewed and padded in place. "What � ?"
"Relax, and let Mama Rose take care of everything." Rose said as
she pulled
Jill's panties down and guided her feet out.
Jill felt exquisitely vulnerable with the coolness of the room lapping
at
her moist pussy and her hands unable to protect it. Then Rose's
hand left
her body and Jill felt a sudden wave of panic. "Don't worry, Dear.
I am
over here." Rose said as she grabbed a bench and slid it toward
the up
stretched Jill. Jill listened intently as the bench scraped the
floor and
grew closer until it gently bumped her legs prompting her to spread
them to
accommodate it sliding between them. "There, that's better. I needed
to sit
for the next step." Rose explained.
Jill was happy that Rose had returned. Her hands were gliding sensuously
up
and down Jill's legs now hinting that eventually they would explore
the one
last area on Jill's body that was yet untouched. But, instead of
fingers,
she was startled by the insanely stimulating touch of a feather.
She
squirmed and mewled and twisted and howled and tiptoed and squealed
as the
long feather sawed and danced it's way along and across her hungry
pussy
lips. When her body couldn't take it anymore she came in a series
of
exhausting orgasms right as Rose pinched her nipples hard at the
high point
of each climax.
Jill hung limp unable to lift herself off of the feather that was
now
mounted in the bench angled toward her pussy. Her body felt drained
and her
nipples ached. As she regained her composure and moved the slightest
bit,
the stationary feather sent an electric sensation up her body to
her head.
First she would reflexively move her hips back, but the feather's
angle
maintained contact. She tried moving to the side, but it was more
or less
caught in her swollen pussy lips. And, anytime she grew tired of
trying to
stand off of it and moved forward again it shot another electric
shot up
her body to her brain forcing her to reflexively shoot back again.
Rose was silent. Jill's eyes were still blindfolded so her whole
attention
was now directed at getting off of the offending feather. In her
efforts to
move off of it, there was a point where a switch went off in her
head and
instead of trying to stop the sensation, she couldn't get enough
of it. As
she sawed her pussy over the feather, she wanted to bear down and
get more
friction, but as she tried the feather bent with her and gave her
little
satisfaction. She called for Rose, but got no response. The only
thing she
had any control over was humping that feather until she could flush
the new
sexual frustration away. Jill worked up a sweat thrusting her pussy
forward
and back and around the feather until she tightened her breathing
and
vocalizations and exploded into a satisfying orgasm right as Rose
surprised
Jill by pinching her erect nipples again.
"Rose? Rose?"
"Call me 'Mama Rose' for this My Dear. We're not through yet."
"Rose, I mean Mama Rose, I don't think I can take any more of this.
Please,
let's stop."
"Okay, My Dear, moving on." Rose muttered as she let Jill down from
the
bar.
Jill's hands went immediately for the feather and pushed it down
and away
from her nether crease. Then she went for the blindfold. "No Dear,
let's
leave that on for the time being. Here, I want you to feel this
and tell me
if it is the same size as John." Jill indicated that it felt bigger.
Then
after two size changes she felt she had the right size. Then Rose
helped
her over to a raised platform. "Climb up here on your hands and
knees."
"What are you � But I thought � but we don't do it like �"
"I'm going to suggest that you try it this way. He'll have better
penetration. I'm going to show you something. Trust me for a moment."
Jill assumed a hand and knee position frozen like a deer in headlights
aware of her breasts hanging free and her ass crack and love fig
displayed
in back. Her rigor melted when she felt the head of a pliable plastic
phallus gently and strategically touching and caressing her pussy
lips.
When it was gently twisted and slowly inserted, she spread her knees
and
went from her hands to her elbows. Rose worked the strap on dildo
in and
out and at the same time role-playing a conversation John might
have while
driving his own cock into his wife's love hole.
Rose talked on John's behalf as if his climax was building in advance
of
what she could tell of Jill's climax. Jill started to panic as if
John were
going to conclude early and moved her hips back against Rose's movements
to
try and catch up. Then Rose increased her pace, told Jill she was
about to
pop a load and drove it in and stayed in place simulating John's
climax.
Jill panicked and squeezed her cunt muscles and mewled out for all
she was
worth and then Rose pinched her nipples causing Jill to came in
a flooding
series of releases with Rose strategically pinching Jill's nipples
to keep
it going.
Rose gathered up the apparatus, cleaned it and put it all away while
she
let Jill luxuriate splayed on her back atop the padded platform.
When Jill
came to her senses and started to sit up, Rose met Jill's hands
at the back
of her head and took the blindfold off for her. The tearful Jill
spontaneously hugged her neighbor mashing her naked body against
Rose's
warm flesh.
"There, there, My Dear. Now you see that you can control your own
pleasure.
We have turned your nipples into a trigger which you can fire anytime
you
need it." Rose explained. "The more you use it, the more you will
need Mama
Rose to reset it for you."
Jill sniffled up her tears and started to sit on her own. "Now, I'll
need
you to send John over for some training." Rose offered.
"How can I do that?"
"Leave that to me." Rose assured her.
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