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Chapter One \n: An evening \nmeal

It\nwas a black Porsche Carrera with personalized plates and it was sitting in Mrs\nHenderson’s drive. The area in front of the Victorian detached house was large\nenough to accommodate several vehicles so Lisa James easily drove her car into\nthe space at the side of it. She whistled softly, it was immaculate and a car\nlike that certainly wasn’t cheap. Whoever owned it was inside and she was more\nthan a little intrigued to find out who it was. Her landlady’s friends were\nnumerous, she had a very active social life but as far as Lisa could remember\nshe’d never mentioned anyone that owned a sports car. The drive home from work\nhad been uneventful, the roads fairly quiet for a Tuesday evening so she’d made\nthe journey in thirty minutes.

Living with Mrs Henderson had proved\nto be a revelation for Lisa. She would never have believed that six months ago\nshe’d have allowed a middle-aged woman to totally control her life. It was an\narrangement that both of them enjoyed for very different reasons. Lisa had\nalways known she harbored masochistic tendencies but meeting Jean Henderson had\nreleased them with an almost frightening intensity. The relationship had\nallowed her landlady’s sadistic impulses free reign. She’d devised a regime\nwhereby Lisa was allowed a normal life during the working week but at weekends\nwas expected to adhere to a set of very strict rules. Her clothing, behavior\nand what she did with her time were decided upon by the older woman. Any slight\ninfringement was punished severely with the strap and as much humiliation as\nthe woman could think of. Lisa had met several of Mrs Henderson’s friends in\nthe most unimaginably embarrassing situations. Some of the things that had\nhappened to her made her blood run cold but the memories always made her pussy\nflood with excitement. Her thoughts suddenly turned to the coming Saturday\nmorning and her heart accelerated. She’d been told the previous evening that Mr\nBlake, their 60 year old next door neighbour, would be expecting her bright and\nearly. Mrs Henderson had been allowing him to shave Lisa’s vagina and bumhole\nsince the first week that she’d arrived. The shame of having him do the shaving\nwas bad enough. He always made her undress completely first and his hands and\nfingers went everywhere but worse was the fact that he always found some excuse\nto punish her as well. Just thinking about it made her shiver but at the same time\nher pussy started to pulse.

Voices came from the lounge as she\nhung her coat in the hallway. A very expensive looking leather jacket was\nhanging from one of the adjacent pegs. As she entered the room Mrs Henderson\nlooked up and smiled,

“Hello Lisa, had a good day? I’d like you\nto meet Simon Barrow, a family friend.” She turned to the man sitting on the\nsofa, “Simon this is Lisa James, my lodger.” He stood up and shook Lisa’s hand\nwarmly.

“Pleased to meet you Lisa, have you lived\nwith Jean long?” His question didn’t register for a moment. Lisa was looking in\nawe at the man standing before her. His rugged good looks caused her heart to\nskip a beat as his steely blue eyes stared directly at her. He was fairly tall,\nslim and casually dressed and to Lisa oozed wealth and sex appeal. She\nswallowed nervously before she spoke,

“Er…pleased to meet you Simon, several months\nnow, that’s a beautiful car you have out there.” The words came out in a rush.

“I’ve only had it a few weeks, do you\nlike sports cars? I could take you for a spin sometime if you’d like.” Lisa\nglanced at Mrs Henderson who smiled broadly.

“Well dinner will be ready soon.\nSimon is staying Lisa so if you’d like to freshen up before we eat you’ve got\ntime.”

“Yes I think I will,” she said\nturning to their guest, “if you’ll excuse me?” He nodded and smiled showing his\nperfect white teeth.

“But of course,” he said. Lisa\nfollowed her landlady into the kitchen.

“My god he’s gorgeous! How long have\nyou known him?” she asked breathlessly.

“About ten years now. I used to do\nsupply teaching for him before I moved here. He runs a Boy’s school, private of\ncourse, with his business partner. They’ve done very well over the years,” said\nthe older woman, “in fact I hear there’s a waiting list for places. I’m sure\nyou’ll find him quite charming, everyone does.”

Lisa’s eyes were sparkling with\nexcitement by the time she descended the stairs for the evening meal. Her\nshower had washed away the grime of the working day and she’d carefully applied\nher makeup before choosing what to wear. She’d had to get the balance right,\nnot too severe and certainly not cheap. The white silk shirt was\nsemi-transparent and her skirt perfectly cut. Black stockings and high heeled\nshoes showed her legs off to their best advantage. Some simple jewelry and a\ndash of expensive perfume added the finishing touches. She wanted to portray\nsophistication and elegance and she thought she’d got it just about right.

Mrs Henderson had excelled herself\nwhere the food was concerned and the three of them laughed and joked together\nthroughout the evening. The wine Simon\nhad brought was excellent and as her landlady had said he was quite charming.\nLisa found herself flirting with him outrageously during the meal. She couldn’t\nhelp herself, the guy was incredibly good looking, attentive and amusing. His\nconversation kept her spellbound and every time he looked at her butterflies\ntickled her stomach.

It was just after 9:30pm when Mrs Henderson began pouring the\ncoffee. As they sipped it she suddenly turned to Lisa,

“Well young lady its way past your\nbedtime. I think you’d better put your pyjamas on, I’ve laid them out on your\nbed for you,” she paused and smiled at Lisa’s shocked expression, “then you can\ncome down and wish Simon goodnight if you’re quick!” Lisa’s face burned\nfuriously quickly turning bright scarlet before her landlady had finished\nspeaking. The pleasant slightly numbing effect of the wine deserted her\nimmediately as she stumbled unsteadily to her feet. She felt sick as they both watched her with\namused expressions as she muttered a quiet “excuse me” before literally fleeing\nfrom the room. Their laughter followed her up the stairs and all the way to her\nbedroom door.

She was absolutely mortified. How\ncould Mrs Henderson have been so cruel, surely she realised how much she\nfancied the guy. Already feeling absolutely wretched she began sobbing quietly\nwhen she saw what her landlady had laid out on the bed. Oh God Please no! The\npyjamas were covered in little blue rabbits and were obviously much too small\nfor her. Pyjamas suited to a little girl not a 27 year old office manager!\nShe’d never get into them but she had no choice. She knew from bitter\nexperience that if she didn’t do exactly as she was told things could quickly\nbecome much worse and very painful. Slowly she undressed and squeezed herself\ninto the childish outfit before heading for the stairs.

Mrs Henderson and Simon were still\nlaughing together about the girl’s shocked reaction when they heard a quiet\ntapping on the lounge door.

“Come in young lady, hurry up now!”\nLisa walked slowly into the room staring resolutely at the carpet unable to\nlook Simon Barrow in the face. The pair of them burst into laughter once again.\nLisa looked quite ridiculous. The pajama jacket was very short showing a good\nthree inches of bare midriff. It gaped open revealing the generous curves of\nher breasts, the button’s threatening to burst apart. Pushing stiffly against\nthe cotton material her nipples were blushingly outlined for them to see. The\ntrousers were skin tight. Lisa’s pussy bulged obscenely between her legs, the\ncentral crease and fleshy lips clearly revealed.

“As you can see Simon she loves to\nshow herself off to my guests. It’s a very bad habit which I have been trying\nto discipline out of her but it doesn’t seem to be working. You’re a disgusting\nand very bad little girl aren’t you Lisa?” They both smiled as she stuttered\nout very quietly,

“Y….Y…Yes Miss.”

“And what do disgusting little girl’s\ndeserve?”

“A spanked bottom Miss.” It was\nalmost whispered. She stared even harder at the carpet, her face burning with\nshame.

“Simon and I have been talking and\nwe’ve decided that you’re going to stay with him at his school for a week\nduring the Summer holidays. You need a vacation and he needs some help with a\nparty of exchange students.” She paused, letting the news sink in before\ncontinuing,

“Of course I’ve given Simon\npermission to punish you whenever he sees fit. You’ll have to be on your best\nbehavior!” Lisa looked up, bewilderment covering her very red face.

“B….B…But Miss,” she stammered, “what\nabout work and…..”

“Don’t be stupid girl, you’ll take\nannual leave. You need a break and this will be ideal for you. Now I think it’s\nonly fair that I show Simon how far we’ve got with your obedience training and\nI’m sure he’ll be very interested to see how much you enjoy the strap. Before\nyou go and fetch it you’d better get those pajamas off!” Lisa stared in\ndisbelief at her landlady. Surely she didn’t mean to make her strip in front of\nhim. She’d die of shame. Only a short time ago she’d been toying with the idea\nof asking him out on a date and now she was being expected to show him\neverything. Waves of embarrassment coursed through her. She looked pleadingly\nat the older woman but Mrs Henderson simply stared back with an amused smile.

“Come on girl I haven’t got all\nnight. Do as you’re told.” His voice was now hard edged, all the warmth he’d\nshown her earlier had vanished. She blushed furiously when he stared directly\nat her with ice cold eyes.

“Get those things off and be quick\nabout it!” He turned to his hostess and smirked.

“Not particularly obedient is she?”\nMrs Henderson suddenly shouted making Lisa jump,

“If you don’t get those things off\nright now I’ll get Mr Blake round here to help with you!” The threat of their\nneighbor being invited to see her humiliation had her eyes brimming with tears.\nSlowly her hands went to the waist of the pajama trousers and began to push\nthem down.

“Take the jacket off first you stupid\ngirl,” snapped the older woman, “Simon wants a proper look at those tits of\nyours that you’re so proud of. After all you’ve been pushing them in his face\nall night!” He laughed as Lisa’s face went an even darker shade of red. With\nshaking hands she fumbled with the buttons. They needed little urging, popping\nopen as she touched them. Swallowing hard she opened the jacket and slid it\nfrom her shoulders. Consumed with shame she once again looked at the floor as\nSimon Barrow and his hostess stared at the wobbling breasts and their pointy\nnipples.

“Pick it up girl!” snapped Mrs\nHenderson. As she bent to retrieve it her stiff nipples pointed in several\ndirections as the full breasts jiggled delightfully.

“Trousers next young lady.” Wishing\nthe floor would open and swallow her up she reluctantly inserted her fingers\ninto the elasticated waistband. Slowly she pushed them down. The hairless slit\nof her shaven mound was gradually revealed as the offending garment slid down\nand formed a pool around her ankles. Wallowing in a sea of absolute humiliation\nshe bent down and picked them up. He laughed as he looked at her smooth vagina,

“I see you keep her in her natural\nstate, Jean. Nice to see and so much easier when checking on personal hygiene.\nNo doubt you have to punish her for touching herself.”

“Oh yes, she’s certainly a dirty\nlittle girl, likes to show people her pussy and play with it in front of them.\nShe always seems to have her fingers inside herself. Quite disgusting aren’t\nyou?” said her landlady teasingly. Lisa said nothing just continued to stare at\nthe carpet her face scarlet.

“Come over here and show yourself to\nSimon properly, come on!” Lisa moved and stood in front of him with her hands\nresting unconsciously in front of her pussy. He calmly slapped them away,

“Hands on your head you little tart!”\nhe said curtly. Lisa did as she was told as the man slowly looked up and down\nher naked front. She jumped as his hands suddenly slid up from her waist to cup\nher exposed breasts.

“Still now Lisa,” warned Mrs\nHenderson quietly. His hands moulded and squeezed the unprotected globes for\nseveral minutes before he spoke again.

“Lean forwards girl.” She bent\nforwards her boobs swinging towards his face. Sitting back he began pulling and\npinching her already rock hard nipples. Tears sprang to her eyes and she began\nto squeal pitifully as he did it harder and harder. Twisting in his grasp did\nlittle to alleviate the pain.

“She seems quite sensitive, do you\never whip her breasts?”

“She’s only experienced it a couple\nof times but I’m sure she’d be responsive to anything you’d like to try.” He\ngave the rigid nipples a final tug before telling her to stand up straight once\nagain.

“Turn around, bend right over and\nspread your legs.” As Lisa did as she was told he leant forwards and began a\nlengthy examination of the valley between her parted buttocks. She jumped as\nhis fingers ran down the crack of her bum coming to rest at the crinkled\nentrance of her anus.

“And what do you call this young\nlady,” he asked, pushing the tip of his finger against the tight entrance. Lisa\nsqueaked in protest at the pressure being applied to her most private place,\nwriggling her hips involuntarily, her boobs swinging back and forth as he\nteased her.

“Answer the gentleman properly Lisa!”\nsaid Mrs Henderson sharply.

“It….It’s…my bumhole Sir!” She\nblurted out, her face burning horribly because of what he was doing. Suddenly\nshe groaned and stumbled slightly forwards as the finger sank deeply into her\nsensitive passageway. She sobbed and gasped as he worked his finger in and out,\nturning it first one way and then the other, then he told her to stand up and\nface him. Her hands were covering her face when she did, the shame was all\nconsuming.

“Hands at your sides and stop making\nsuch a fuss!” He leant forwards and ran his hands up the insides of her thighs,\npushing her legs apart. She gasped as he cupped her shaven mound and squeezed\nit hard. Then his fingers ran back and forth along the central, and much to her\nchagrin, now slippery crack. It took little effort on his part to coax the\nsticky lips open. Lisa squealed as he suddenly pushed several fingers deep\ninside the wet tunnel. It stretched to accommodate the intruding digits. She\nsquealed again when he pinched the swollen stub of her clitoris which was poking\nexcitedly from beneath its’ hood.

“Go and fetch the strap Lisa,” said\nMrs Henderson firmly. Lisa stared wild eyed at her landlady. Please no, not the\nstrap, not in front of him!

The strap was in the drawer of the\nsideboard where it was always kept. As she returned to the lounge her landlady\nwas pouring Simon Barrow a glass of port.

“Can she take it hard or do I need to\nbe careful?” It was a question Lisa sincerely hoped Mrs Henderson would respond\nto in her favour but of course the woman did the exact opposite.

“Oh…..don’t be concerned. If the\nlittle slut can’t cope we’ll tie her down. She responds to a firmer application\nanyway. You can use it as hard as you like.” Standing in front of them she was\nacutely aware of her nakedness. Squeezing her legs together did little to hide\nthe pink lips pushing out from her slit. She held the horrible shiny soft strap\nout with both hands. Simon smiled as he took it from her.

“Right young lady you’d better get\nover the arm of the settee and make sure you present that fat arse of yours\nproperly or you’ll be sorry.” He was rolling his shirt sleeves up his arms as\nshe reluctantly bent over the end of the sofa. She kept her legs pressed\ntightly together but pushed her bum cheeks up and out. She’d been taught to\nadopt the position almost from the first time she’d been punished. Mrs\nHenderson sipped her port as her friend moved behind the trembling young woman.\nLisa peered over her shoulder at Simon and the supple strap he held in his\nhand. She looked pleadingly at her landlady. A smile creased the older woman’s\nface as embarrassment flooded her lodgers’ panic stricken features. The strap\nsuddenly wrapped itself around one of the unprotected buttocks. Lisa gasped as\nthe first searching stroke set her flesh on fire.

“Thwack! Thwack!” He applied the\nstrap slowly to the rapidly reddening cheeks.

“Thwack!” The force of the impact\ndrove the breath from her body. She was gasping and squirming after only the\nfirst few stinging blows.

“Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!” He\nwas methodical, working his way across the fullness of her bottom, covering\nevery sensitive inch with the stinging leather. Soon she was unable to retain\nher composure and began begging him to stop. Her thighs scissored apart\nrevealing the wet hole between her legs and her toes drummed on the carpet.\nTears began to pour down her cheeks as in her panic she offered to do anything\nfor him.

“You little slut,” said Mrs Henderson\nquietly, shaking her head.

The new position was very different\nand much more humiliating. With brimming eyes she stared up at them from\nbetween her widely spread thighs. Her pussy and bumhole were fully and\nshamefully revealed, the moisture pooling between her pussy lips easily\nvisible. Straps secured her wrists to her ankles and these were tied with soft\nrope over the back of the armchair to its’ rear legs. She was totally helpless\nas Simon Barrow bent and inserted all the fingers of one hand into her wet\nvulva. She groaned as he pushed hard, stretching her open on his hand. Two\nfingers slid beneath and into her bumhole and then he was pumping both of her\nopenings at once. Lisa hot bum cheeks writhed on the seat of the chair and she\npanted and groaned as he forced her to cry out again and again. He picked up\nthe strap looking at the wet open lips of her pussy before sitting down on a\ndining chair that had been thoughtfully provided by Mrs Henderson. To Lisa’s\nhorror she realized he was looking directly at the hard knob of her clitoris\nwhich was poking out excitedly from beneath its’ delicate hood.

Again he applied the strap slowly and\nthoughtfully ensuring that the quivering soft flesh of the widely splayed legs\nfelt the benefit of every stroke. First he worked his way along one sensitive\ninner thigh from knee to hip and then did the same to the other. From the first\nimpact Lisa was squealing and crying. The straps and rope held her fully open\nso there was nothing she could do to escape the stinging and burning that\nseared the insides of her legs. Through her tears she could see him smiling\neach time she screamed and each time she begged him to stop. Both of her thighs\nwere soon covered by a glowing red sheen. He paused and inserted his fingers\nagain. Despite the awful burning she responded immediately gasping and jerking\nin excitement as he teased the stub of her clitoris.

“She’s certainly a little slut Jean,\nyou were right about that. Seems to like the strap in her more sensitive\nareas.” Lisa began groaning more urgently.

“Yes I know, she’s totally shameless.\nShe’ll come all over your fingers if you’re not careful.” He gave the tiny\nsensitive stalk a final hard squeeze then wiped his wet fingers on a\nhandkerchief. Humiliation washed over her as Mrs Henderson caught her eye and\nsmirked and then laughed. Lisa sobbed quietly as pain and pleasure competed for\nher attention.

Her eyes opened wide in shock and she\nscreamed as the strap suddenly struck the puffy lips of her pussy. Shaking\nviolently she shook her head from side to side as the sting permeated the very\ncore of her belly.

\n“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!……Ooooooooohhhhhhh!….God!…..Not there!\nPleeeeeeeeease!” Before she could catch her breath he struck again catching the\nexcruciatingly sensitive button of her clitoris. Her scream reverberated around\nthe room. Luckily the house was detached and double glazed so there was little\ndanger of a passerby hearing the blood curdling screams that continued for the\nnext ten minutes or so. Lisa was coated in perspiration by the time he laid the\nstrap on the arm of the chair. Her uncontrollable sobbing filled the room as\nSimon Barrow and Jean Henderson calmly surveyed the scarlet area between the\nwrithing woman’s spread legs. All of her most sensitive parts were painted\nbright red, he’d been particularly thorough, careful to ensure that the strap\nhad curled around every soft curve and inner surface. The whole of the vulval\ncrease was swollen and very sore looking.

“Thank Mr Barrow nicely Lisa,” said\nthe older woman wickedly. Lisa gulped in air and tried to form some\nrecognizable words. She did her best to thank him but it came out a garbled\nmess.

“Well she seems quite responsive to a\nstrapping Jean, would you mind if I indulged myself for a few minutes?”

“Not at all, it’ll do her good but\ncan I ask that you don’t let her come. I’ll go and load up the dishwasher and\nput some more coffee on whilst you amuse yourself.” Opening a drawer she smiled\nand handed her old friend a tube of K Y Jelly. With that she disappeared into\nthe kitchen pulling the door shut as she left. Lisa was still sobbing when he\nturned towards her.

Releasing his stiffness from the\nconfines of the boxer shorts allowed him to breathe easily for the first time\nin the last hour. His erection had become steadily more painful as he’d\nstrapped the girl’s shaven vulva. Her screams and pleas for mercy had hardened\nhim still further so it was with some relief that he now stroked the shaft of\nhis fully engorged penis. Lisa eyed the bobbing cock with apprehension. He\nknelt in front of her and filled his hand with some of the clear slippery\ncontents from the tube. She jerked and squealed as the cold substance came into\ncontact with her sore pussy and stomach.

“Please don’t hurt me anymore Sir!”\nshe said, her face wet with tears and her hair matted to her forehead with\nsweat, “I’ll be good!” She was ashamed to be saying it but the fear of being\nbeaten again was too great to ignore. Feelings of embarrassment and humiliation\nstill filled her as he once again began fingering the folds of her vagina.

“You and I are going to get to know\neach other very well young lady. All I’ll say at this point is that if you\ndon’t please me and do exactly as you’re told then I’ll make sure you’re hurt a\ngreat deal more in the future.” He paused as his hand smoothed the soothing\njelly along the insides of her hot thighs.

“I’ll be demanding complete obedience\nfrom you at the school when you come to visit. If you disobey me in any way\nyou’ll be sorry. Do you understand?” Her eyes reflected panic but she nodded\nher head vigorously. She knew the visit to his school would be frightening but\nwildly exciting at the same time. His expression as he’d strapped her had been\none of pure pleasure. She knew he’d enjoyed causing her pain. The knowledge\nmade her stomach cramp with fear but her pussy pulsed madly when she wondered\nwhat he’d do to her once she was alone with him at the school. His hands\ncontinued to rub the slippery gel into the swollen lips of her pussy. As his\nfingers once again grazed the hard button of her clitoris she groaned loudly\nand rolled her hips from side to side as much as the straps and rope would\nallow. Her embarrassment and excitement increased equally as his fingers slid\ninto her bumhole, then her pussy, pulling the edges of each hole wide. Arousal\nwas sending her upwards towards orgasm, if he’d just pinch and rub her clit for\na few moments she’d be there!

With his knees resting on the edge of\nthe chair he placed the purple head of his cock against the bright red and very\nswollen lips of her pussy. With one thrust he buried himself to the balls in\nthe tight tunnel. Lisa screamed as he stretched the walls of her hole to their\nlimits. Then he pulled himself out. She was gasping in pain her pussy throbbing\nwith shock and discomfort. He smiled at her reaction, enjoying her suffering as\nhe moved the head of his now shiny shaft to the tight rosette of her bumhole.

“Pleasepleaseplease don’t Sir!” she\ncried in panic, “Not there! It’ll hurt me so mu…….” Before she could finish the\nsentence he rammed himself into the flinching depths of her bottom. A high\npitched keening filled the room as ignoring her completely he began pumping\nhimself back and forth in the incredibly tight hole. His enjoyment was all that\nmattered as Lisa simply became an object for his gratification. Her wailing\nbegan to subside as he continued to force his cock in and out. His balls\ntightened as the orgasm approached, his pumping getting faster as he furiously\ndrove himself into the quivering young woman. Then he came, shooting gouts of\ncome into the pulsing tunnel as it continued to tightly grip his throbbing\nshaft.

Mrs Henderson and her guest watched\nLisa as they sat sipping coffee once more. Sticky fluid was seeping slowly from\nher ravaged backside and she was moaning and crying softly as the pair of them\ndiscussed the arrangements for her impending visit to .\nA few moments later she was untied and forced to her feet. Swaying unsteadily\nshe stood in front of them.

“Well young lady thank Mr Barrow\nnicely for disciplining you.” Lisa looked at their smiling faces. It was\ntotally unfair and she hated herself for doing what they said but she meekly\nthanked him and remembered to address him as Sir. The older woman curtly told\nher to quickly go and shower and then wait at the top of the stairs,

“And keep your fingers away from your\npussy! I’ll be up to deal with you in a few minutes!”

Upstairs she could still hear them\ntalking and as she came out of the shower a short time later she heard the roar\nof the car’s engine as Simon Barrow pulled out of the drive. Standing naked at\nthe top of the stairs she watched anxiously as her landlady climbed towards\nher. Worryingly for Lisa the woman looked angry.

“Well young lady yet again you’ve\nacted quite disgustingly in front of one of my guests. What have you got to say\nfor yourself?” Before Lisa could reply she was roughly seized by an ear and\nmarched quickly into the front bedroom.

\n“Stand there!” The older woman went to the dressing table and returned\nwith two brushes. Lisa eyed them both with fear and trepidation. The wooden\nbacked hair brush she’d seen and felt before but the “curling” brush was\nsomething new. She guessed it wasn’t going to be used on her hair! An inch and\na half in diameter it’s entire surface was covered with short stiff nylon\nbristles. Goose pimples spread across her skin as she looked at it.

“Put a pillow on the edge of the bed\nLisa.” She did as she was told, now once again acutely aware of her nakedness\nand the way her boobs wobbled embarrassingly as she moved.

“On your back legs apart.” As she\ncomplied her landlady laughed and held up the curling brush, “I want this all\nthe way inside you, just the handle sticking out and then you can stand up!” An\nexpression of pure disbelief flashed across Lisa’s face and she began to sob,

“Oh no Miss please, I’m so sore,\ndon’t make me. I’ll be good in future I really will, please let me off, I’ll do\nexactly as…….”

“I’m sure Mr Blake is still up. If\nyou’d like I can have him come and hold you while I put it inside you! Well?”\nIt was a very short silence. Lisa knew her landlady was serious. The thought of\nsomeone else pushing the thing into her was too awful to contemplate and in\nfront of Mr Blake as well. She shivered at the image that sprang into her mind.

“In fact I might suggest he use it\nanyway, as an added incentive when he shaves you. That’s a good idea isn’t it?”\nShe laughed loudly as the red faced shaking girl reluctantly took the proffered\nbrush and gingerly placed it against the soft flesh of her pussy. Holding it in\none hand she carefully parted the swollen and still red lips and began gently\npushing the thing into her moist pink hole. She started squealing and jerking\nas the bristles made their tortuous way along the sensitive inner walls of her\npussy. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead and in between her quivering\nbreasts as she gradually forced the brush inside herself. Mrs Henderson watched\nwith interest as the girl kept stopping for breath. With her eyes screwed\ntightly shut she presented a picture of absolute anguish.

Groaning through clenched teeth and\nshaking uncontrollably she finally managed to get the thing all the way in. The\nsensation was truly horrible. She opened her eyes as her tormentor, who was now\nsitting on a chair at the side of the bed, began to speak.

“Get up and let’s have you across my\nknee. Hurry up, it’s way past your bedtime!” Getting up off the bed was a\nnightmare in itself. She gritted her teeth as each slight movement caused a\nwave of prickling inside her pussy. Once on her feet she wasn’t able to fully\nstraighten up. With hunched shoulders she moved very slowly towards her\nlandlady. Trying to keep her stomach and bottom still as she moved was almost\nimpossible. The bristles felt like needles inside her pussy. Shaking her head\nat her lodgers’ very slow progress Jean Henderson grabbed the girl by the wrist\nand pulled her over her knee. Lisa gave a wail of protest as the spiky bristles\npressed insistently into her most intimate and sensitive flesh.

The back of the hairbrush splatted\nloudly onto the jutting cheeks. The young woman screamed shrilly as the sting\nfrom the brush made her clench her buttocks tightly together in protest.\nSqueezing her bum cheeks induced an agonizing pricking deep within the tight\nconfines of her already sore pussy. She tried her utmost to remain motionless\nand prevent her bottom from reacting to the stinging pain but it was\nimpossible. Her screams and wails continued to bounce around the room as the\ntwo equally awful sensations fought for her attention. Tears were pouring down\nher face as she gnawed at the back of her knuckles as the blows continued to\nflatten each hot globe in turn. It seemed an eternity before her landlady was\nfinally satisfied with the state of the fiery red bottom. Sobbing and\nblubbering Lisa was urged to her feet and roughly pushed onto her back on the\nbedspread, the handle of the brush jutting obscenely between her soft thighs.

“Right you disgusting little slut get\nyour fingers working on that fat pussy. I want to see you orgasm before we go\nto bed and hurry up it’s getting late!” Crying loudly she submitted totally to\nthe older woman’s wishes and started manipulating the lips of her vagina. Any\nremaining shreds of resistance had been fully extinguished several hours\nearlier. Shame and humiliation suddenly welled up within her. The realisation\nthat she’d do anything, anything at all, no matter how degrading or painful,\nthat the older woman told her to was difficult to accept. But it was true. Her\npussy was slick with juices as she traced a path with her fingertips around her\nthrobbing clitoris. As the pleasure began to build the pricking within her\npussy receded but then gradually returned. Then the orgasm hit and sharp\nstabbing pain filled the crack between her legs. Red flashes exploded before\nher eyes as the excruciating sensations overwhelmed her. The walls of her\nvagina contracted rhythmically forcing the stiff bristles of the brush into the\nsurrounding delicate flesh. It’s handle vibrated and she squealed and screamed\nas pain and intense pleasure flowed from the abused hole between her legs.

“Hands underneath your bottom and\nkeep them there!” said her landlady sharply. Lisa complied and in doing so\nraised her vaginal opening towards the older woman’s smiling face. The wooden\nhandle jutted slightly upwards from the pink slit, the lips stretched into a\nring around the stiff bristles. Mrs Henderson rested one hand on the young\nwoman’s firm stomach and took a tight grip on the brush’s handle with the\nother. Slowly she pulled the brush from the tormented flesh smiling happily as\nher lodger screamed and moaned quite delightfully.

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