A Joining of Friends
As Jamie put on her coat, I gave
her instructions to go and see Myra
again the next morning. I also informed
her she was not to have an orgasm until given permission by me. I then told her to be at my house when I
returned from my basketball game. I told
Jamie she could wear whatever she desired, because she wouldn’t be wearing it
for very long.
The next morning I was out of the
house and on a plane to the game by the time Jamie stumbled into The Collar. This morning Myra was back to her black, tight t-shirt,
with a pair of tight black jeans and her short spiky black hair.
To go see Myra, Jamie had thrown on a pair of loose
fitting shorts and t-shirts. Jamie was
sore from the night before and moved with caution. Jamie had three spots which were the sorest
and hoped Myra
would be able relieve the soreness before tonight.
As Myra moved around the corner, Jamie noticed
that she was moving a little slower than usual and wondered if she was a little
sore from the night before as well.
“Hi Jamie how are
you feeling?”
“I’m sore and hope you can help
me,” Jamie said as she approached Myra. When she got close to Myra,
Myra leaned
over and grabbed Jamie behind her head and brought her in for an affectionate
French kiss. As her tongue played with Myra’s Jamie wondered if this would become her normal
greeting with Myra. Jamie had never done anything with another
woman before yesterday when she had brought Myra to orgasm with her tongue. Now she had kissed Myra countless times, and even tasted her
essence with her own tongue.
“Where are you sore?” Myra asked once they
broke their kiss.
“All over.”
“No, my Master demanded that I
learn what your worst spots are, or I am not allowed to help you recover. And if you are not able to recover from last
night, then I am not allowed to recover from last night as well.”
“Oh, okay now I understand. I guess my sorest spots are my nipples, clit
and my rear,” Jamie replied. She was
embarrassed she had to talk about where she was sore, but knew she needed Myra’s help before
tonight.
“Okay, I think I’ll be able to help
you. My nipples and ass are also sore,
but my shoulders hurt the most. So are
you ready?” Jamie nodded and Myra walked to the front
door and locked it. Myra then returned and led Jamie down the
same hallway she did the day before, but opened the door to a different room
then before.
Myra opened the door to reveal a large
Jacuzzi filled with steaming water. Myra placed her hand on
Jamie’s ass as she ushered her into the room, then closed the door behind them
when they both were inside. Myra left Jamie standing
by the door and walked over to a cabinet which hung from the wall and pulled
out a jar of pale green liquid. With the
liquid in hand, Myra
walked to the Jacuzzi and poured a generous portion of the liquid into the
steaming water. When she was done
pouring the liquid into the water, she place the jar back in the cabinet and
turned to Jamie.
“Okay let’s get into the
water. It should really help us recover
much faster.” Since Myra had seen her nude before, Jamie started
to puller her shirt over her head without hesitating. Jamie was down to nothing, while Myra still gathered some
items they would need for their bathes.
“Go ahead and jump in. I’m just
getting some lotions we can rub on each other to help move the process along
faster.”
Myra continued to place jars filled with gels
and lotions along the edge of the water as Jamie dropped her foot into hot
water. At first the hot water stung her
skin, but quickly subsided and was replaced by the tingle of the magic potion Myra had poured in. As quickly as she could handle it, Jamie
dropped into the healing water up to her neck.
Jamie sat back and watched as Myra continued to work
and became lost in the pleasure the water was bring her sore body. Finally Myra
had everything on the side of the Jacuzzi, and Myra pulled her tight t-shirt over her head
to reveal two very swollen pierced nipples.
Jamie wondered what happened to Myra’s nipples when Myra
turned her back to her to drop her pants.
With her back to Jamie, Jamie could see dull red lines running from one
side of her back to the other side all the way down to Myra’s now bare ass. Myra
gingerly moved her way into the way, and closed her eyes and enjoyed the tingle
of the water for a couple of moments.
Once the two women were comfortable
and relaxed, they started to talk about everything and anything outside of sex
and their submission to their Masters.
When their conversation started to trail off, Myra decided it was time to get down to
business.
“Jamie, I want you to get out of
the Jacuzzi and sit on the side of the tub.”
Jamie did as she was told and sat on the edge of the tub with her legs
together and watched Myra.
Myra grabbed one of the jars of lotion and
came over to Jamie’s side of the tub and stood in front of Jamie. The cool air temperature caused both women’s
nipples to stand out stiff. Myra dipped three fingers
into the jar and brought her hand to Jamie’s right breast.
Jamie sucked in a deep breath of
air when the cold lotion came into contact with her warm skin. Undeterred, Myra continued to cover her entire breast
with the lotion. Myra made sure to pay particular attention to
Jamie’s sensitive and sore nipple. When
she was done with the right breast, Myra
turned her attention to Jamie’s left breast just as the lotion started to
tingle on Jamie’s right tit.
When Myra was satisfied with her work on Jamie’s
chest, she reached down and gently spread Jamie’s closed legs. When Jamie’s pussy was completely exposed, Myra got another gob of
lotion on her fingers and started to massage Jamie’s sore clit. Myra
wasn’t surprised to find Jamie’s pussy soaking wet from the stimulation of the
water and now the lotion on her tits.
Jamie was panting from the pleasure
of the lotion and Myra’s hand when Myra told Jamie to stand
up and bend over the edge of the tub.
Reluctantly Jamie did as she was told and bent over the tub in front of Myra.
“Your rear looks fine. Where are you sore?”
Jamie hesitated. She didn’t want to tell Myra
her asshole was sore, but Myra
had known it was sore yesterday and took care of it then. “Myra
my asshole is sore. My Master filled me
with anal beads last night for the first time.”
“Aren’t anal beads fun,” Myra said seriously. Then she started to lather Jamie’s asshole
with the same lotion and gently worked one of her fingers into her ass. Again Jamie was panting by the time Myra was done taking care
of her body.
“Okay it’s my turn now,” Myra said. The women quickly changed places with Myra sitting on the edge
of the tub with her legs spread wide for Jamie.
Jaime took a large amount of the lotion and repeated what Myra had done to her
minutes earlier. Jamie worked on Myra’s swollen tits, and made her way down to Myra’s sore clit. When Jamie had massaged the healing lotion
into Myra’s sensitive parts, she told Myra to turnover onto her
hands and knees. Myra did as she was told and gave Jamie a
complete view of the red strips of swollen skin.
“Myra sweetie, what in god’s name happened to
your back?” Jamie asked. Jamie took a
very large amount of lotion and gently placed it on Myra’s
back and slowly and tenderly started to work the lotion into Myra’s skin.
“My Master used a cane on my back
last night.” Myra closed her eyes and took deep breaths to
combat the pleasure and pain of Jamie working the lotion into her skin.
“Why do you let him cane you?”
“Because I like it, and so does
he,” Myra
replied.
“Doesn’t it hurt?”
“Of course it does, but I still
enjoy it. When your Master spanks you it
hurts, but you still enjoy it. I’ve just
moved on from spanking to whipping to caning and I imagine you will as well.”
Jamie wasn’t sure she would make
the jump as Myra
did, but one never knows what the future will bring. Jamie thought about being caned as she worked
hard on the welts on Myra’s
back and buttocks. When the entire area
was covered with the healing lotion, Jamie gave Myra’s shoulders a good deep massage.
“What happened to your
shoulders?”
Myra told Jamie before she was caned by her
Master; he had tied a crotch rope on her, and tied her hands to the back of the
crotch rope. With her hands behind her
back, her Master tied some rope around her shoulders and hoisted her into the
air. Her entire weight hung on her
shoulders and the rope which ran through her crotch. Her Master left her hanging from her
shoulders and crotch for nearly fifteen minutes before he relented and brought
her to the ground.
When Jamie finished with her
massage of Myra’s
shoulders, the red welts on her back and ass were starting to lose their color
and size. Myra thanked Jamie for her help and got out
of the tub and told Jamie to get dressed and meet her by the front desk.
Myra was still in the white robe she had worn
out of the room when Jamie approached the front counter. A large black box sat on the counter in front
of Myra.
“What’s in the box?” Jamie asked.
“The outfits your Master ordered
for you. You are to take it home with
you today, but do not look inside until you are told to by your Master. Do you understand?” Jamie said she did and Myra continued. “Okay, well I have to do some work around
here, so I’ll see you tonight for dinner.
And just a friendly reminder, be ready for anything tonight.”
I had been home from my basketball
game for nearly an hour before Jamie arrived dressed in a pair of loose shorts
and loose t-shirt. In the hour I was
alone, I had showered, dressed in a pair of black dress slacks and a button
down white shirt. Once I was dressed, I
laid out Jamie’s clothes for the evening and sat back with a beer and waited
for her to arrive.
“How did the game go?” she asked
when she first arrived. I gave her the
details of the game, and what the off-season would be like. Jamie proceeded to tell me about her day and
the torment of the black box filled with outfits she would wear in the future,
but couldn’t get a look at until I allowed her.
After we finished talking, the hour
was approaching for us to head out to dinner.
I told Jamie to go into my room and change into the outfit I had picked
out for her. I told her I picked out
every piece of clothing which she was to wear, all the way down to her panties.
When she closed the door to my
bedroom, I chugged my beer in anticipation of her walking out dressed. It took Jamie half an hour to change into her
new clothes and walk out of my bedroom.
“I can’t wear this out in public,”
she said as she stepped out of the bedroom.
She was wearing a skin tight black, long sleeve shirt that stopped just
above her belly button. The shirt was
made of a mesh type material, so when a certain type of light shined on it
everyone could see right through the shirt.
I had bought the shirt for Michelle nearly a year earlier, and it was
made to cover a woman with small breasts, not a woman like Jamie who had D cup
breasts. Jamie’s nipples poked through
the shirt, and had nothing to stop them since she wasn’t wearing a bra.
The rest of her outfit consisted of
an extremely short black and red plaid skirt that stopped just below her ass
checks. On her legs she wore a pair of
white knee high stockings which came up just above her knees and a pair of
black high heels. Underneath the skirt
she wore a pair of sexy panties which had a silk two inch waist band with a
white see through material covering her crotch and ending in a single string
running up her ass crack.
I didn’t respond to her statement
and grabbed her by the wrist and led her out into the garage and opened the
door for her to get into the car. The
light in the garage was perfect and the black shirt turned to see through,
giving me a beautiful view of Jamie’s huge areolas and nipples.
I had never been to the restaurant
which we were heading since it was on the opposite side of town. The trip to the restaurant took us a little
over twenty five minutes, which gave me ample time to watch Jamie’s unsupported
tits bounce with the potholes in the road.
The bouncing of her tits in the tight fitting shirt were
causing her exposed nipples to grow hard from rubbing against the material
which encased them.
We had chosen the restaurant
because the odds of us seeing someone we know there was very little, and it was
very exclusive and dark. I parked
directly in front of the door and walked over and opened Jamie’s door for
her. As she got out of the car, she
couldn’t help flashing me a look at her crotch.
I followed Jamie into the
restaurant and watched as the short skirt swooshed back and forth as she
walked, giving everyone a view of each of her lower ass cheeks as she
walked. When we told the host who we
were, he reluctantly turned to lead us to our table.
The light in the restaurant was
much like the light in my garage, and the host had gotten an eye full of
Jamie’s gorgeous tits. Jamie didn’t seem
to know she was flashing the entire room, as we walked by a couple of men who
couldn’t peel their eyes off of her tits.
“Why is everyone staring at me?”
she leaned over asked.
“I think it’s because they haven’t
seen a woman as beautiful in here before.”
As the words left my mouth I spotted Myra sitting with her Master at a table in
the back corner of the restaurant. The
back corner was dark, and lit by only a couple of candles, which would make
Jamie’s black shirt that much more invisible.
Myra remained sitting as her Master stood
when we approached the table. Myra’s Master, whose name is
Mike, took Jamie’s hand and brought it to his lips as he stared at Jamie’s
visible tits. Mike shook my hand as he
kept his eyes on Jamie’s chest and offered her a seat next to Myra.
Mike was slim with curly, black
hair. He looked as if he had a little
Latin blood in his genes. He had dressed
for the evening in a black button down shirt with a pair of black slacks. He was a very smooth talker and Jamie seemed
to relax almost immediately in his presence.
Myra was wearing a short black dress, with a
strap that wrapped around her neck to hold the dress up. Myra
remained seated in her chair, even when I walked over and gave her a peck on
the cheek. As I moved away from Myra I thought there was
something a little odd about the way she looked sitting in her chair.
I sat down opposite of Jamie, and a
waiter came to our table and took our drink orders. As the waiter took the
order, his eyes never left Jamie’s tits which caused Jamie to give me a
quizzical look. The waiter
returned minutes later with out drinks and placed them on the table clothe which
covered table and then took our dinner order.
“I want to thank you for helping my
slave recover this morning,” Mike said when the waiter had left. “She seems ready for another session with the
cane this evening.”
“Thank you,” Jamie replied as she
looked from Mike to Myra. “Myra
has been very helpful to me and I appreciate all of her aid.”
“You are welcome. I imagine you are wondering why my slut
didn’t stand to meet you.” I told Mike I
was wondering why, and Mike turned to Myra. “Slut push your
chair away from the table and remove the table clothe from your lap.”
Myra did as she was told and pushed away from
the table to show us that her ankles and knees had been tied to the chair.
“Show them what else you are
wearing for this evening,” Mike said.
Myra pulled the bottom of her dress up over
her groin to reveal eight clothes pins which sat clamped snuggly on her pussy
lips. The four pins on each lip were
then taped to the inside of Myra’s
thighs, effectively spreading her pussy for the world to see. Myra’s
clit stood out in the cool air of the restaurant for everyone to see and enjoy.
Myra left her dress up, and reached up and
untied the knot which held the top of her dress up, and pulled her top
down. With the dress out of the way, Myra revealed that she
had her tits tied at their base. Her
tits had turned from the pale white, to a purple color from the lack of
circulation to the area. Myra’s pierced nipples
stood at attention from the discomfort caused by the ropes around the base of
her tits.
Since Myra and Jamie had their backs to the room,
and the room was nearly empty she had no fear of anyone seeing what she was
doing and gave us plenty of time to take in the site of her body. Finally, Myra tied her dress, and pulled the bottom of
her dress back down to just above her knees and scooted her chair back under
the table.
“Jamie what did you think of my
slave’s undergarments?” Mike asked.
“They look a little uncomfortable,
but also thrilling and fun.”
“Well I can tell you aren’t wearing
a bra, so maybe we can get you a rope bra on your beautiful tits at another
time.” At the mention of her not wearing
a bra, Jamie looked down to her tits and saw that she and everyone else could
see through the black shirt she wore.
She started to reach up and cover her tits, but stopped when I told her.
“Don’t you dare cover your tits, or
I will spank your ass with you bent over this table for everyone to see.” Jamie dropped her hands to her sides and
dropped her eyes to the table top.
“Since both of you have your hands
under the table why don’t you two pleasure one anther until our dinner
arrives.”
I watched as Myra first move her hand over to Jamie’s
crotch and start working on pleasuring Jamie.
Jamie quickly followed suit and the two soon had their eyes closed and occasionally
let a moan or an oh slip out of their mouths. The two women’s smell filled the air around
out table by the time the waiter returned with out meals.
As we ate, I talked quietly with
Mike about my plans for the next day, and he informed me he would be there with
Myra and a
couple other friends to help with my plan.
After dinner Jamie untied Myra’s legs from her
chair and led our group out of the restaurant for all to see her exposed
tits. When we stepped outside Mike told
us he had something for Jamie and to follow him to his car. Mike had parked behind the restaurant in a
deserted ally, and told Myra
to put her hands on the hood of the car while he got what he wanted out of his
car.
Since Mike had told me about his
plan earlier in the night, I told Jamie to follow suit. With her bent over the hood of Mike’s black,
60’s style car, I walked up behind her and reached under her skirt to find the
crotch of her panties soaking wet from Myra’s
work with her fingers. I pulled her
panties off and wadded them up and stuffed them into Myra’s mouth.
“Do not drop those out of your
mouth,” I told Myra. I then untied the top of her dress and
dropped her top below her now deep purple tits and gave each of her nipples a
flick with my finger. Myra let out a scream from the pain of having
her sensitive nipples being flicked.
As I continued to play with Myra’s sensitive tits,
Mike returned from inside his car with a strap-on in hand. The strap-on was a modified model, which Mike
had designed himself. Along with the
dildo, which could be attached to a woman by the three leather straps, there
was a reverse L looking dildo as well.
The purpose of the reversed L was to arouse the woman which the dildo
was strapped to. So, when the woman
wearing the strap-on thrust into the other woman, the pressure caused the
reversed L to rub on her clit and G spot, bringing both women to orgasm at the
same time.
Mike came up behind Jamie and undid
her skirt and inserted the reverse L into her soaking wet pussy, then closed
the straps around her waist affectively giving her a hard on.
“Jamie I am amazed how wet you
are,” Mike said as he stepped back from her.
“Unfortunately my Slave doesn’t get nearly as wet as you do, so please lube
your cock and start fucking her.” Jamie
seemed to hesitate for a moment and Mike took matters in his own hands. “I would hurry up, I
don’t think you want someone to find you out here wearing a strap-on, do you?”
Jamie quickly grabbed the tube of
lube and poured a generous amount on her fake cock and gave it a couple of
tucks before she awkwardly inserted her strap-on into Myra’s spread and waiting pussy.
“You two sluts,” I said as I
approached from behind Jamie. “We aren’t
leaving here until you both have an orgasm.
So act like a man and start fucking this tied up whore
like you mean it.” I gave Jamie a
hard smack on the ass as I walked to the opposite side of the car. I wanted to watch their faces as Jamie fucked
Myra and
herself with her new strap-on.
After a couple more awkward, slow
thrusts, Jamie got the hang of her cock and started to thrust harder and harder
into Myra’s
waiting pussy. Myra was the first to start and moan from the
thrust of the cock in her pussy and the pressure on her purple, tied tits. Then Jamie started to moan from the pressure
of the reversed L dildo lodged in her pussy.
As the women started to move
quicker and quicker, getting closer and closer to orgasm, Jamie started to
spank Myra’s
ass. This brought a great amount of
pleasure to everyone in the alley to see Jamie smacking Myra’s ass.
Finally the two women grunted in
harmony and started to convulse as they both went over the edge to orgasm. To top off the their pleasure Jamie buried
her fake cock deep into Myra’s pussy and reached forward and gave both of
Myra’s sore nipples a hard squeeze.
Mike and I watched and talked about
the following night as the two women leaned over the hood of Mike’s car in a
hug of exhaustion. The two women
continued to convulse while we talked, and when we finished with our plans the
women still laid on the hood. I walked
up behind Jamie and gave her a hard swat on her ass and told her it was time to
go home.
Mike and I shook hands as the two
women kissed one another goodnight. I
then removed the strap-on from Jamie and gave her skirt back to her to put on. After agreeing for a meeting time tomorrow,
we said goodbye with thoughts of what the women would be doing in twenty four
hours.
To be continued….