Chapter 2: Mercedes is aroused from her spanking.

Mercedes walked quickly back to her dorm room, her mind clouded with a variety of thoughts, feelings, and emotions.  She mind was distracted by the spanking.  The heat from her butt was spreading to the rest of her body.  She was thinking about what else Dr. Hoffman might do tomorrow.  Would he spank her with his hand?  With a belt? Would he do more than spank her?  She hoped he would do more than just spank her.  That thought made her very excited.

As she got to her room, she was feeling both aroused and excited.  She had guessed the spanking would be erotic and a turn on and it was.  It was better than what she thought and dreamed about.  Dr. Hoffman was a real man and having him spank her was much better than the spankings she gave herself sometimes.  It seemed like he could read her like a book too.  He caught her when she was daydreaming about a spanking.  He could tell she didn’t object to being spanked on her bare bum.  What else might he know about her or discover about her?

She didn’t know it but she was starting to develop a very real crush on her Headmaster.  She knew she admired him, both physically and intellectually.  He was a very worldly and when he spoke, his voice was so deep and rich, it was like the voices she read about in her romance novels.  She could listen to him talk forever.

She hoped her roommate was out so that she could ease the tension in her loins.

As luck would have it, her roommate wasn’t there when she opened the door so she quickly took advantage of the private space and lay back on her bed and flipped up her skirt and reached down inside her panties.

She found her sex warm and slightly moist.  She licked her fingers and moved her hand down between her legs.

She closed her eyes imagined being back in the Headmasters office.  She pictured herself draped over his knees, her skirt up and her panties down.  She slowly started to rub herself as she imagined him spanking her bare upturned cheeks.  The warmth in her sex easily matched the warm glow from the spanking. 

She started rubbing faster and faster and then suddenly she heard voices in the hallway.  It was Rebecca, her roommate, and someone else.  

She quickly jumped out of bed and pulled down her skirt dried her wet fingers on her sheet.

She looked and felt guilty when Rebecca and another young woman walked into the room.

“Hi Mercedes, what’s up?”  Rebecca was always perky and a bit nosy.

“Ah, ah, nothing.” Mercedes lamely said, trying to avoid looking like she was caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

“Ohhhh-Kay, that was weird.” Rebecca said, eyeing Mercedes up and down.  “You look like you were caught doing something.  What were you doing?”

“Nothing, just got back from the Headmasters office and I was relaxing, she truthfully responded.

“That’s right, you were sent down again for being bad, what did you do?” Rebecca had a habit of asking lots of questions.

“Normal stuff.” She lamely explained.

“That’s really evasive.”  Rebecca continued.  “Whatever. We can talk more about it later.  Tiffany and I were going to study Trig.”

“Ok, I’m going to the library to get caught up on my English paper.” Mercedes said as she grabbed her laptop and headed out.  She was more frustrated now than after the spanking.  She had an itch that needed to be scratched, but she really did need to work on her paper.  She tried to push her desire to the back of her mind.

As she walked she felt her skirt brush against her butt.  It was a light touch on her still warm behind and it reminded her as she walked what had happened and what was going to happen again tomorrow.

She found a study carrel in a quiet corner, sat down carefully and opened her laptop.  She pulled up her paper and stared at the screen. 

She didn’t want to write her paper.  She didn’t want to think about English.  She wanted to get off, but the library wasn’t the place for it.  Even so, as she sat there staring at the screen her mind wandered to thoughts of her recent spanking and Dr. Hoffman.

She fidgeted in her seat as she thought back on the spanking and wondered what he would do tomorrow afternoon.   She looked around the library and saw several other girls reading and writing papers.   There wasn’t a librarian on staff now, it was after normal working hours, it was just her and about six other students.

She had a naughty thought, but dismissed it immediately.  There was no way she was going to play with herself in the library.  It was too risky.  She could just wait till she showered later tonight.

She looked at her screen and stared at the report on the poems of James Joyce.

She bit her lip and shifted in her seat until her panty clad bottom was resting on the hard wood chair.

The cool wood felt good on her still warm cheeks.  But it made her feel a bit naughty.  Feeling that way made her more excited and frustrated.

She shifted more in her seat, rubbing her butt back and forth on the cool smooth wood.

She opened up Chrome and clicked on a spanking blog she liked to read, http://otktop.blogspot.com

She found his most recent spanking story and started to read. 

The story was hot.  The young woman in the story got a good spanking from a stable hand with his hand and a cane.  He made her cum in the story too.

Mercedes finished the story and looked around the library.  All of the girls seemed to have their heads down, working hard on something.  

She scrolled back up to the top of the story and moved her hand down to her skirt.

She slipped her hand into her panties and started to read the story again.

Her sex was very wet and she quickly found her hard nub.  It was swollen with desire and begging to be touched, stroked and pleased.

She read how the stable hand told the young woman he was going to spank her and how she submissively obeyed him.

She reached between her lips and felt how wet she was.  She used some of that moisture to make her fingers wet.  She rubbed her wet fingers on her sex as she continued to read.

The character in the story was a good submissive and did what the rough stable hand told her to do.  She took the spanking he gave and didn't protest at all.

Mercedes could easier see herself in that position.  As the story continued it was clear that the stable hand was going to make the woman cum.

Mercedes felt her own orgasm building and she knew it was be really naughty to cum in the library.  Doing it there, where she might be caught, and where it was certainly naughty, pushed her buttons more.  Her nipples were hard and poking against her bra and she was very and rubbing herself faster.

The climax of the story was building and she scrolled down farther, he was just about to touch her in the story and make her cum.

"Hi Mercedes, I was looking for you."  

It was Rebecca.

Mercedes stopped rubbing and looked up with her hand tight against her sex, she was so close.

"Oh, it looks like you are busy..."  Rebecca was staring at her and where her hand was.

"Yes..." She squeaked out.

"Did you have a good time at the Headmasters office?" Rebecca was grinning like she knew what happened.

"No..." Mercedes said as she slowly pulled her hand out of her skirt.  She was throbbing and on the edge.

"I heard you got a spanking and that you have to go back again tomorrow.  Did the spanking turn you on?"  She continued.

"No...", she replied, not ready to admit it to anyone, let alone her roommate.

"I can see you're having some fun, I just was curious..." Rebecca didn't move, she was staring at her wet fingers and the guilty look on Mercedes face.

"Wouldn't you like to know."  Mercedes more or less got control and closed the lid on her laptop and headed to the bathroom.

She needed to get some relief.

End of Chapter 2

Chapter 1 - Mercedes senior year at St. Vincent Boarding school

Mercedes senior year at St. Vincent Boarding school

by OTKTop 2017

When she was younger, Mercedes went to a very strict boarding school, one that still allowed corporal punishment. Usually the punishment was used sparingly but with a new Headmaster, Dr. Hoffman, more and more of the young women of St. Vincent Boarding School were ending up in the Headmaster’s office for an afternoon punishment session.

It wasn’t unusual for a new Headmaster to establish new rules and guidelines in their first year so no one was surprised that Dr. Hoffman was very strict.  Most of the faculty and staff assumed he wanted to "lay down the law" and impress the Board in charge of St. Vincent.  It didn’t hurt that Dr. Hoffman was tall, dark, and handsome either, he seemed to be able to charm everyone of the faculty and staff.  He was well credentialed, with his Ph.D. in Education and came with a very strong recommendation from his prior employer where he was the Dean of Discipline at a very well known English boarding school. 

Mercedes had a very good academic and personal record in her first three years at St. Vincent so it was a little surprising to see that she started showing up every two weeks for a discipline meeting or student teacher conference with Dr. Hoffman.  The staff initially thought it was a case of senior-ites.  It wasn't uncommon for seniors to take their classes less serious the last year.  Often seniors would skip a few classes, smoke in the bathroom, well non-regulation clothing to class and other minor rebellious acts.  

Mercedes teachers noticed it with her when she smoked for the first time, began skipping her afternoon classes so she could spend more time in stable riding, not turning assignments in on time.  The teachers didn’t hesitate to report Mercedes failures to Dr. Hoffman and she ended up in the headmasters office once every other week, and then once a week.

The first few meetings were lectures, student teacher meetings, then she lost privileges, and finally corporal punishment.

“Mercedes, this is your fourth visit now.  Your attitude does not seem to be improving.  What is the problem?”

“Nothing sir, I just like riding the horses, and I already have enough credits to graduate, I’m taking college classes now to keep from being bored.”  Her voice trailed off.

“Yes, you’re smart, you’ve been successful here, but you are breaking the rules.  You seem to think they don’t apply to you.”  Dr. Hoffman spoke slowly, watching her reaction.  She looked nervous, but not defiant, anxious and a little embarrassed.

"No sir, that's not what I'm thinking." Mercedes couldn't look Dr. Hoffman in the eye.  She was hoping he would figure out what she was trying to do.  She had heard stories from the other young women at the school that Dr. Hoffman gave out real punishments, spankings, and maybe even the cane to students who misbehaved.  

Mercedes wanted just that kind of punishment.  She had played spanking games as child with her friends and she discovered that not all punishments were bad.  But here at St. Vincent, the previous Headmaster wasn't a strict disciplinarian.  As she grew into a real woman she found herself thinking about the spanking games she played as a child and she wondered what it would be like to be spanked by a real man.  She thought about it every night as she lay in bed.  She pictured the handsome Dr. Hoffman spanking her.  Spanking her on her bare behind.  Spanking her and making her lay across his lap naked.  She imagined him making her stand before him naked and then spanking and her and doing *other* things.  She was thinking about all that when he brought her back to reality.

"What are you thinking then Mercedes?"  Dr. Hoffman had an idea what was going on but he wanted to be sure.

"Nothing sir."  She lied.  She had her hands in her lap and she was fidgeting and squirming in her chair.

"You are acting like you're a naughty school girl." Hoffman said, using key words to see how she responded.

It had the desired effect.  Mercedes looked up at him with a different look in her eye, a hopeful look.

"You know what naughty school girls get when they misbehave, don't you?"  

She stared at him with eager eyes, nervous and excited.

"Ah, no sir..." She lied again, look down and away.

"Do you see the paddle on the shelf behind my desk?"  He asked.  He motioned to a paddle carved with the words, "Board of Education" on it.  It was a wide paddle, about half an inch thick and a good 18 inches long.  It was clearly designed for one thing and one thing only, administering punishment.

Mercedes looked up quickly at the paddle and couldn't take her eyes off when she answered.

"Yes sir." 

"You clearly need more discipline than I've given you before.  You need a few strokes from the Board.  Do you agree?"  He knew her answer to that question would remove any doubt in his mind what she wanted, what she needed.

"Yes sir."  She replied, still looking at the paddle.

"Very well then, assume the position."

Mercedes was dressed in the correct school uniform, plaid skirt, white button down shirt, white knee socks, black dress shoes, and white bra under her shirt.   She heard to order and her stomach jumped.  This was what she wanted.  She slowly stood and moved to where he motioned her.  She knelt on the seat of his black leather chair and bent over it so that she was bent at the waist with her hands on the back of the chair, her ass in position for a spanking.

"Very good Mercedes, you assumed the position quickly.  Let's see how you take the strap.  We'll work up to the paddle if your behavior doesn't improve."

He quickly flipped up her skirt and discovered she wasn't wearing panties.  That was a major rules violation.

"What do we have hear young lady?"

"Sir?" She replied, acting as if there wasn't anything wrong going without underwear.

"Do not act like you don't know what is wrong young lady." Dr. Hoffman sounded very annoyed and shocked.

"I thought you would like it." She meekly replied.  

It was true, she did think about this.  She hadn't worn panties the last time she was called to his office.  She thought she might get a spanking then and she wanted it on her bare bum.

"You thought I would like it?  You thought I would like that you violated the dress code?"

He had his hand on the lower part of her back, holding her skirt up and keep her bare behind exposed.

"No sir, I thought you would like spanking me on my bare behind..."  Her voice trailed off again.  She was excited and nervous now.  She did think he would like it.  She had imagined how it would go when she was spanked by him.  She thought he would be turned on.  She didn't think that he would be really angry.

"Did you now?"
WHAP!
He brought the strap down on her bare ass.
"Oh..." Mercedes breathed as the heat from the strap stung her ass.
WHAP!
"You thought I would like you to come to me without any panties?"
WHAP!
"Yes sir, I mean no sir, I mean...." Mercedes was confused but still excited and the sting of the strap was having the desired effect.  It hurt, it hurt like crazy, but it also put a fire in her that only real discipline could bring.
"You thought I would like it if you broke the dress code?"
WHAP!
WHAP!
WHAP!
WHAP!

"Oh! OH! OH!" Mercedes cried softly as the blows from the strap rained down on her unprotected flesh.  The sting of the belt had her clenching her cheeks and gripping the chair tightly.
WHAP!
"Answer me young lady!"


Dr. Hoffman was turned on by what Mercedes was showing him both literally and emotionally.  He could tell she was a true submissive.  He had whipped her fairly hard but she didn't cry out, she didn't beg him to stop.  He could also tell she thought about this in advance and came to him provocatively dressed, breaking yet another rule.  She wanted this spanking.  The question was, what else did she want.

"No sir, I just thought you would like to spank my bare bum." She replied as she moved up and down on her knees as the heat spread from her cheeks to her loins.

"If I want to spank your bare ass young lady I will.  You will need a firm discipline regarding the dress code and attendance.  I do not have enough time today for a full session so you will need to return to my office tomorrow at 4:45pm."

With that he let her up and motioned her to the door.


As Mercedes walked quickly past his secretary she heard him say.


"Block out 30 minutes tomorrow afternoon for a meeting with Mercedes and her home room teacher."


Dr. Hoffman watched Mercedes  skirt swish back and forth as she walked to class.  He knew that tomorrow's session would be much more interesting.

Mercedes gets the cane

Mercedes gets the cane
Copyright: OTKTop 2017

A quick story based on a friend who likes to ride horses and who has felt a crop, a cane, 

and bare hand on her ass for being naughty.


Mercedes is a regular client at my stable.  She owns a horse and goes riding at least once a week.  She is an attractive, successful woman.  She's a confident and competent rider and occasionally cocky as she went around the yard on her horse.

I am the stable manager and owner.   I take care of the horses for those who don't have time but do

have the money.  Some of of my client have the money but don't have good sense or good manners, or both.  Sometimes they need to learn more good sense and manners.

I discovered Mercedes needed to learn some discipline about a month ago.  She had good manners, and she is a willing, and good student, but she needed multiple lessons to really remember things.

Essentially she needed more discipline.

This is the story of one of her lessons.

Things started slowly of course.  A stable manager isn't going to give a client a bare bottom spanking, or a good cane whipping unless he's sure he isn't going to get fired for doing it. I started by telling her how I like to keep a clean stable.  I then said that it's not just a clean stable, but a clean mind, and clean language.

You see Mercedes likes to swear.  She didn't swear like a sailor, but she did curse and swear, and I acted like it offended me.  I didn't really mind, I can swear like a drunken sailor who's lost at poker in the right circumstance.  But I don't swear at work, and I always remain professional.

Mercedes  had a good job, but she had some stress and she let that stress go in her language.  She liked to swear. Not every sentence, like in a Quentin Terentino, movie, but she did swear freely.

I didn't like it and I told her, "No swearing here at the stable."

As a real working man, I have bills to pay, but not many.  I only have to support but myself, but I have normal expenses and I like to travel, so I can't afford to piss off many clients.  Thankfully I was blessed with the ability to read people, to read their body language, to listen to what they say and what they don't say.  Reading my clients has earned me a steady, healthy income.  

As I observed Mercedes I had a strong sense that she had a submissive streak in her. So I placed some bait to see if she might be submissive to a tall, strong man like myself.

I told her that if she swore like she had the past two weeks I would spank her.  I would take her over my knee and spank her on her bare bum.

She looked at me when I said that and didn't say, "Don't you dare!" or "You wouldn't dare!" or "Shut the hell up."  Instead she said, 'Oh? You'll spank me? If I swear again?"

Her look was not a haughty stare, or a defiant glare, but with a look like, "Will you?"

It was a question, one that I was ready to answer.

I waited and watched her the rest of the evening session.  She swore twice more that night. Each time it was understandable, she missed a jump or her horse didn't do what she wanted, and she cursed.

As she brought her horse back to the stable I was waiting for her.  She seemed to have actually forgotten my threat.  I had a crop, a cane, and a tawse on a table with the other tack gear.

"When you're done putting your horse away, meet me back here."

I used my dominant voice.  It was a bit lower than normal, and my words had a firm edge.

She looked up at me and the look on her face was quite memorable.  It was a look of fear, excitement, nervousness, and surprise all wrapped up into one.  Her mouth was slightly open as she lead her horse to his stable.  "Ah, yes sir." Was all she managed to say before walking quickly away.

In very short order she was back standing in front of me, her eyes downcast, her hands behind her back.  It was a fairly submissive stance and it spoke volumes.

"You swore twice again tonight, did you not understand what I said this evening.?"

"No sir, I understood, I wasn't sure if you were serious."  Her voice was quiet and I could see her fidgeting as she stood before me.

"You knew the consequences of your actions if you swore tonight during your ride.  Correct?"
My voice was rich and deep.  I wasn't berating her, more like being questioned by an authority figure.

"Yes sir."

I could see her slip into a fairly submissive mindset.  The tone of her voice, her quick compliance and acceptance of her impending spanking spoke volumes.

"You are willing to accept your punishment for your foul language?"  I asked, needing to make sure I wasn't putting my job on the line just for a chance to take this beautiful woman over my knee.

"Yes sir."  She said in a soft voice.

"You know I'm going to make you take your jodhpurs down to your ankles and then pull your kickers down." I continued.  I wanted to see how she responded to verbal play.

"Yes sir." She didn't move, but I watched her chest move up and down.  She was breathing deeper.

"Does it turn you on to know you're going to be spanked?" I asked.  Probing to see how aware she was of her desires.

This time it took time for her to reply, "Yes sir."

"Tell me if you're excited at the thought of being spanked or whipped or caned on your bare bum?"  I continued, sensing her increased desire, knowing I was pushing her buttons.  I expected it would excite her more to have to admit to me and to herself that this turned her on.

Another long delay and then she said, "I am excited about being spanked by you sir."

"Are you wet?"

A pause before she said, "yes."

"Where are you wet Missy."  I wanted to hear her use the word she would to tell me where she was wet.  I also used a more familiar, younger version of her name to further indicate who is in charge.

"Between my legs." She barely croaked out after fidgeting for several seconds.

I walked over to her, closing the space between us.  Invading her private, personal space.

"You can do better than that Missy.  Or do you want me to use the cane on you after I spank you?"

I threw out the cane idea to see how she would react.  You never know how someone might respond in these situations and I've found the wiser path is the slow path.  I watched her chest rise up and down a little faster at the mention of the cane.

"Tell me where you are wet."

She was learning that I liked to hear her confess her desires.  I was now just a few inches away from her.  I towered over her slight frame, not that it mattered.

"My sex, I'm wet down there."  She managed to say as she squeezed her thighs together.

"You mean your pussy is wet Missy?" I like calling a woman's vagina a pussy, though I do use the "C" word in certain circumstances.

"Yes." She breathed having a harder time controlling herself.

"Then we better get to your spanking then.  Pull your pants down and bend over my knee."

I took a seat on bench in the stable.  There wasn't anyone else around by now.  Missy was my last client of the night.

She lowered her jodhpurs down and laid over my knees, settling herself so that he panty covered rear was raised high up in the air.

"Did you forget you are getting this spanking on your bare bum?" I said in an annoyed voice.

"I'm sorry, no, I mean, yes."

She started to get up but I held her in place.

"Just stay there, I'll pull this down and out of the way."

I quickly and firmly pulled her knickers down past her cheeks and pushed them down her legs.  I've found it's more humiliating to have someone other than the submissive pull down the last shred of protection.

It worked.  She clenched her cheeks and stiffened a bit as I bared her bum.

"Are you ready for your spanking?" I asked, knowing she was.

"Yes sir." She replied fairly quickly.

I ran my hand over her delicious ass and felt the heat from her sex.

"WHACK!"

I gave her a sharp quick smack on her ass to start things.

She didn't move or cry out.

"WHACK! WHACK!"

Two more quick smacks, a little harder each time.  No crys of pain or fake cries for me to

stop.

"WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!"

Five, six, the quick sharp smacks on her ass grew harder and the sound grew louder.  Still she didn't cry out or ask me to stop.  My hand started to warm up as I continued to spank her.  Her ass took on a pink, then rose, then red tone as I quickly warmed up her ass.

After a good  thirty with my hand I stopped to see how she was doing.  She was fine it seemed, hot and excited. My cock was rock hard in my jeans and I knew she could feel it as she lay over my lap.

"You took that well Missy.  This isn't your first spanking." I ran my hand over her now hot red flesh.

"Thank you sir, and no sir, this isn't my first spanking."

Her body responded to my hand moving around and then slowly down between her fleshy orbs. She spread her legs a bit to give me greater access to her womanly charms.  As she moved she rubbed her thigh against my hardness.  She could tell I was turned on as well.

"I don't think you've learned your lesson yet Missy, you need a few strokes of the cane so I can really drive this lesson home."

I chose my words carefully and slowly.  I had my hand between her legs and I could feel her sex was very hot and very wet.  I wanted to see how she would respond to the idea of being caned after being fairly well spanked.

"Yes sir." she answered as she spread her legs a bit more.

'You've had the cane before?" I asked, stroking her very hard, very slippery clit with my fingers.

"Yes sir." She moved her ass up higher, eager for more contact on her love button.

"How many strokes have you gotten before?"  I continued to slowly tease her as I quizzed her.

"Six..." she said as she pushed her up higher as I moved my fingers away, "or maybe eight or ten."

Her breathing was that lovely, 'I am getting close to cumming" sound, so I knew I was doing all the right things.

"We'll see how you like getting the cane from me."

I withdrew my hand and my very wet fingers from between her legs and brought it to my lips.
I breathed in deep, savoring her scent and then I licked them clean.

"You taste delicious Missy.  I like how wet you get when I spank you."

She moaned when I said how delicious she was.  She groaned in frustration when I pulled my hand away.

I moved her to an upright position so I could stand and then I had her bend over and place her hands on the bench.

She looked like a naughty school girl with her pants and knickers down around her knees and her face hidden as she tried to hide her face from me.

"Are you ready for the cane?"

I rubbed the cane up and down her bare thighs and red cheeks.  My cock was hard in my pants and I was eager to give her the cane and then make her cum.

"Yes sir."

I brought the cane back and then quickly down on her ass.  It whistled through the air and then burned a red mark on her ass.

"ONE!" She cried out as she struggled to maintain her position.

I brought it back again and whipped her a second time.

"Two!"

Two angry stripes marked her ass.  Still she didn't move away or ask me to stop.

"Three!"  "Four!"  "Five!"  "Six!"

Her ass was now marked with six red welts from the cane but she held the position.

"You did very good, you were a good girl to take your punishment without jumping out of position.  For that you

have earned a reward.  What would you like as your reward?"  I wanted to hear her ask to cum, we both knew it was

what she wanted.

"May I cum sir?" Her voice was low and I could hear desire in her voice.

"Yes you may.  You've earned it."

I ran my hand on her ass and over the welts.  As I moved my hand lower, between her thighs she spread her legs.

"You're hot, but not yet wet."

I could feel her heat and desire and brought my hand back and licked my fingers.

Sliding my wet fingers back between her legs I rubbed her sex and found her clit.  It was hard and poking out,

eager to be touched.

"It's time to make you wet Mercedes."

I licked my fingers again and wet her entire quim. She responded to my fingers and began to moan and push back

against my fingers.

"I'm going to make you very wet and then make you cum."

I licked my fingers again, tasting her excitment.  "You taste good Mercedes."

She moaned as I said that and bent farther forward, spreading her cheeks, offering herself to me.

I rubbed her again and again, feeling her body respond.  She was very close.

"You're ready to cum, aren't you Mercedes?"

"Yes sir."

I rubbed her faster.

"Then cum for me, cum for your new Master."

I rubbed her clit and felt her orgasm crash over her.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" She cried out and bucked back against my hand.

I let her relax and calm down and then pulled her into my arms.

"You did very well.  Hopefully you learned your lesson this evening."

I looked into her eyes and made sure she replied.

"Yes sir, I did, thank you sir."

"Good girl."  I gave her a hug and a kiss and then watched as she gingerly got dressed.

"I'll see you tomorrow Mercedes and I won't hesitate to take you over my knee if you need it."

"I understand sir."

She walked gingerly out to her car and headed home.

I smiled as she drove away and I looked forward to seeing her again tomorrow.

The End

Submissive Karen's Halloween adventure, how Wonder Woman pulled a BJ Train. FDFS, M+ Rev 3

Submissive Karen’s Halloween Adventure, or how Wonder Woman pulled a BJ train (Rev 3)

Copyright OTKTop

I added even more details about lip play and humiliation that a submissive friend of mine likes.  The story ends the same, just more focus on orgasm denial and lip play. Comments welcome.

Jack

Hi, my name is Karen and I agreed to go with Sandy, my neighbor, to a Halloween party on Friday night. 

Sandy and I are sort of BFF, more like FWB.  There is a bit of a twist though.  I am Sandy’s devoted sexual submissive. 

To the outside world, I am a happy homemaker, wife, mother of two teenagers, and PTA secretary.   But I am not really so squeaky clean. 

About a year ago I got a Facebook friend request from my former college roommate Christy.  Christy was more than my roommate in college, she was Mistress. Christy dominated me sexually for the better part of two years while we were roommates at ASU. 

Just after I got that FB request, at a neighborhood party, I drunkenly confessed to Sandy my boredom at home and sort of bragged about the wild times and fun I had in college with a “friend”.  I wanted to impress bitchy Sandy about how much fun and wild I was in college.   

She picked up quickly how submissive I am and she rekindled my need to submit. 

The past six months Sandy has really learned how to make me do just about anything for, both sexually and in other ways (I sometimes act as her maid in her house, doing her cleaning in the nude with a butt plug in).   

I haven’t been this excited and aroused in years and Sandy knows how to push my buttons and get me to be as wild as I was back in college.   I am more sexually aroused now than I have been in years.

Just two weeks ago Sandy had me suck off her husband and four of his co-workers at her pool party because she made me so horny.   I felt bad about doing it, but it wasn’t really sex, just a blowjob.   She then sent me home nude (I’m glad I live just two houses away!) with cum in my hair, on my face and tits.  

I even had a red ass.  

She likes to spank my ass and verbally humiliate me.  She says I’m fat and she likes making my big butt cherry red.  Once I got home I played with myself in the shower and got off three times reliving it all.

Anyway, getting back to the Halloween party and the first time I pulled a train of guys.

Sandy knows how to get me horny and make me do whatever she wants.  I like to be teased and I like orgasm denial, so a week before the party she told me that we were going to a costume party and that the guys from the pool party would be there and I would be forced to perform again.  

Just the idea of it got me hot.  I love being the center of attention and as Sandy knows, I like cum.     

My roommate in college found out I liked cum and she made me her little cum sucking slut, but that’s a different story.  Sandy knows I like to suck cock and drink cum and she has me doing that a lot now.

So all week long Sandy had me come over to the house and she would tease me about what all as going to happen at the party.   She would have me bend over and finger me, or play with my lips.  She knows I like having them pulled on and stretched.  She also made sure to rub my clit and get me wet.  Then she told me how she would make sure people there knew that I am submissive to her.  She had me soaking wet each day when she sent me home.  I was constantly horny all week.

Sandy has learned that I get off on being humiliated, both verbally and sexually.  I hate but enjoy being exposed in public.    Sandy learned that if I was excited I would confess my deeper, darker desires.  The harder Sandy pushed me the more I wanted.  I always come back for more. 

I arrived at Sandy’s house about 7:30pm and was called into her bedroom.

“OK Karen, tonight you are going to be Wonder Woman and I have the perfect outfit for you to wear.” 

Sandy was clearly looking forward to the party.  She was dressed in a black latex outfit that hugged her body like a second skin.  She looked like Trinity from the Matrix, only she had a whip and black handcuffs hanging from a wide black leather belt around her waist. I liked how sexy Sandy looked.

“Wow, nice outfit.” I said, eyeing her up and down.

“Calm down Karen, you’ll get to please me later, right now you need to get into this Wonder Woman costume, so strip.”

“I can’t wear that, Sandy, it shows too much.”  I tried to resist her, but I was already wet. 

“I will believe you if you are not wet right now.” 

She walked over to me and unbuttoned my jeans and reached in to feel my panties.

They were wet.

She started to finger me as I stood there like a puppy.  

I was horny and I liked how she was playing with me.

She could tell, she knows how to rub me the right way.

“Please, no, don’t make me wear that, it shows too much.”  

I tried again to stop her. 

“Pull down your jeans Karen.  I might get you off if you’re a good girl.” 

I knew better,  I knew it was a ploy to get me naked, but I kicked off my sensible shoes and stripped off my nice jeans and top and stood before her in my Victoria Secret bra and thong.

“Keep going Karen, strip totally.” Sandy demanded.

I knew it was coming.  I wanted her to tell me to strip, it was more exciting that way.  I removed my bra and thong and stood before Sandy naked.  

“Spread your legs and lay back on the bed.”

I did as she ordered.  My wet thighs and wet sex betrayed how horny I was. 

I didn’t care about the party or the costume, I just wanted to cum.

“Please let me cum.” I closed my eyes as I begged.  I spread my legs wide hoping she would keep rubbing me.

She rubbed my rock hard clit and told me to hold my lips apart.

I reached down and pulled my lips apart, gaping myself open to her.

“You really want to cum don’t you Karen?” 

“Yes please…” I begged, humping up against her hand as I bit my lip.

“Are you going to obey me?”

She held my clit with her thumb and finger and rubbed around and around the way I love.

“Yes!” I breathed, feeling my orgasm building.

“You’ll do whatever I want tonight, right?”

She pulled my clit up away from my body, making me raise my hips off the bed.

“Yes, please, please let me cum.”   I moved my hips up and down getting close to my long denied orgasm.

“No you don’t!” She chided me as she let go of my clit.

“First we go to the party.  Time for you to put on your costume.” 

I opened my eyes and asked, “No! No! Please! You said I could cum!”

WHAP!

She slapped my pussy hard.   My wide spread legs offered no shelter to her swap.  The pain was sharp and intense.

“I told you I might.  You agreed to do whatever I want, it’s time to put on your costume.”

“But where is my outfit?”  I said as I looked up from the bed and around the room.  I got up on shaky legs as she watched me.

“Downstairs of course, I like making you walk around naked, it gives me a thrill to control you Karen, you know that.”  She pushed me naked out of the bedroom and closed the door.

I always feel vulnerable walking naked through Sandy’s house.  Sandy keeps the windows open and the curtains drawn so people can look in from the street.  I always wonder who might be watching me.  

We made it to the kitchen and Sandy had me stand by the counter while she got a soda from the fridge.

“Do you remember the last time you were here in my kitchen Karen?”

“Yes”, I answered.  I was a little nervous and anxious to get dressed.  I could feel my nipples start to harden, but my horny pussy was wet and my clit was already hard. 

“It looks like you are remembering that night.  I can see your fat nipples are getting hard.  You were so horny and such a slut.”  Sandy laughed as she teased me. 

I felt the heat of a blushed cover my cheeks and I couldn’t look at her.  I wanted to crawl away, to hide but I stood there taking it. I couldn’t help myself.  I loved submitting to Sandy.  I liked being controlled and told what to do.  I didn’t know what Sandy had in mind for tonight but I knew I would do it.

“Don’t worry Karen, you’ll be a slut again tonight.”  Sandy smiled an evil smile as she said that.

I shivered in anticipation.

“I feel like just taking you to the party naked but that’s too much for *some* people there.”

“Oh my god!” I said.

“Don’t worry your pretty little head, I won’t make you do that, but you’ll be naked by the time it’s over. ”

Her condescending tone pushed another submissive button of mine.  I bit my lip as I imagined being stripped at the party.  

I didn’t want to admit it but I wanted another blow job party like the last time.  While I couldn’t imagine going naked to the party I could imagine being stripped at it.  I also imagined being surrounded by guys with rock hard cocks.  I could see myself on my knees, the focus of half a dozen men, pleasing them, making them cum.

“OK, enough reminiscing, time to put on your Wonder Woman costume.” 

Sandy pulled a box from the floor and dumped the contents onto the kitchen table. 

The outfit was a typical sexy / slutty WW costume.  The knee high red boots, skin tight blue spandex bottom, corseted push-up top, red cap, and gold lasso.  What was missing was panties and bra.  Clearly Sandy wanted me to go commando tonight.

http://www.halloweencostumes.com/women-s-corseted-wonder-lady-costume.html

“I want to make sure when you bend over that people can see how excited you are.  The cape will hide your big fat butt, but if you were to lose your cape your fat ass and big lips will be on display.  You better hope you don’t lose that cape tonight slut.”

Sandy pointed to the table and I started to get dressed.  I had everything on in a minute and I faced her.  She turned me around, grabbed my neck, and pressed my face and chest into the kitchen counter top.  She reached between my legs and pulled my pussy lips down and out of the spandex so that they were semi-visible.  I was still very wet and she noticed.

“You’re still wet slut, but then that’s no surprise.  You are such a horny little thing Karen. I bet you are ready to start sucking big cum filled cocks right now.  You wish you had a cock to suck now, don't you?  No need to answer, we both know the truth.”

Her verbal humiliation had me eager.  Suggesting that I wanted to suck a cock made me think about it.  I couldn’t help myself.  I pictured being on my knees sucking some guys cock.

Sandy had other ideas. My ass was in a perfect spanking position.

“Don’t forget who is in charge tonight Karen, your ass is mine.”  Sandy spanked me hard on the ass a dozen times.  

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

“No Mam! No Mam! I know you’re in charge.” I squealed as the swats rained down on my barely covered ass.

“Good girl, now let’s go.” 

It was about 8pm when we left for the party.

***

The drive to the party was fairly quick. While it wasn’t in our neighborhood it was pretty close, less than a mile from our houses by car, even less on foot. 

We live in a development of $200-290K houses, this development was the upscale section.  These houses were $500K – $1M houses.   Sandy pulled up to one of the mini-mansions and parked in the driveway.  The house was decorated for Halloween and there were about dozen cars parked near the house.

I was nervous as hell being dressed like a slutty WW.  I had never been to this house before and I didn’t know anyone, at least I didn’t think I did.   I followed my Mistress very closely, like a shy teenager at her first party.

The house was big and beautiful, like all the new houses in this section.  The people at the party were generally dressed in a costume of some kind, though one or two couples didn’t have a costume on.   All in all there seemed to be about 10 couples at the party.

As we made our way to the kitchen where the host and hostess were we past a few couples I recognized from the pool party at Sandy’s house like Stan and Stacey.  Stan was one of the four men from Mike’s work who were at the pool party.   They were standing around laughing and then they saw me and lewdly grinned at me. Stan and his wife owned the house. 

As we walked past them each made a point of saying “Hi” to Sandy, but they just winked or licked their lips at me.   One of the guys was dressed like the Incredible Hulk, complete with green body paint and a decent “hulk” like body.  One of the guys was dressed like the Riddler with white face paint and another like the Joker.  I could see there was a theme developing.

“Good to see Wonder Woman is here tonight, God knows she was a wonder at the last party.” Stan said as he greeted Sandy.  Stan was dressed like the Joker, his wife like a Rav girl with lots of beds and short shorts.  She looked really cute.

“Yes, Karen wanted to dress the part tonight of Wonder Woman and demonstrate for you guys how good she is.” 

Sandy had her hand on my ass as she spoke and she nudged me toward the bar.  “Get us both a wine Karen.”  Sandy enjoyed treating me like her maid at the party and made sure everyone knew I was her little pet. 

I fetched her drinks and some of the guys for the next hour and Sandy made me walk around the whole house so that everyone could see me in my sexy costume.  She made it clear to everyone at the party that I was her little bitch. 

I was wet the whole time.  

The guys would ogle my breasts and make comments about my butt as I waited on them.  As the evening went on, the alcohol flowed and the guys and some of the women started groping my butt or rubbing my tits, all with Sandy’s permission and encouragement.

My upper thighs were starting to get wet from the constant verbal humiliation and the fact that my lips were out.  So far no one seemed to notice but Sandy changed all that while we were there in the kitchen.  She could see my thighs were getting slick and she had me stand facing our little group.

“Karen, are you having a little bladder problem?” She asked, knowing exactly what going on.

“No mam.” I said as I stood there while she continued to tease me.

“But your thighs are wet.  Why is that?”

I couldn’t answer her.

Stan started to look and noticed how wet I was.

“You are right Sandy, her thighs are slick.  Did she pee herself?”

He didn’t know how excited I was.  “And what is wrong with her costume at the bottom.”  He was kind of laughing about it as he pointed at my crotch.

“Tell them Karen.” Sandy ordered.

“I can’t….” I whispered.

“OK, then I’ll tell them how turned on you are then.  Bend over and touch your toes Karen.”

This was going to be very humiliating because I was going to bare my ass to all of them in the kitchen and anyone who happened to walk in our little clique.  I felt myself start to bend over.  I couldn’t stop myself, I didn’t want to stop myself.  I was facing the group in the kitchen and my ass was facing the dining room and a group of people I didn’t know.  Luckily the cape covered my ass.

I knew that wouldn’t last.

“Turn around Karen, face the dining room.” Sandy ordered.

I did as she commanded, shuffling around, not even wanting to stand up.  It was very awkward and humiliating.

She flipped my cape up and bared my big butt to the guys from the pool party.  It bared not just my butt, my pussy was on display too.  My lips were swollen with desire and split by the spandex.  The spandex was now a much darker, wet shade of red.

“It looks like she peed her pants.” Stan said as he came closer to look between my legs.

“You can touch her, she likes it.” Sandy said.

Stan did just that.  He reached between my legs and touched my swollen sex and rubbed the tight material between my cheeks.

“She is really wet, her costume is soaked.”

He continued to rub up and down my sex through the material.

“Pull on her lips, let everyone see.” Sandy said, secretly rubbing her nipple as she increased my humiliation.

Stan tugged on my left lip and pulled it down and further out of my suit bottom, I shivered.  He then pulled my right lip down and out.

“Look how big they are, and how far out they hang.” 

He flipped them with his finger and  pulled on them a few times.   I felt a fresh wave of embarrassment and humiliation wash over me.  It made my legs weak and I so wanted to cum. 

I moaned.  “Ohhhhh”

“She likes it! That is so nasty.”  His voice was a mixture of surprise and lust.

“I want to give her a tug.” The Hulk said.

“Let’s go outside.” Sandy said as she looked at the faces in the dining room.  They looked a little shocked by the show they were watching.

It was around 9:30 or so when we went out on the back deck.

There was a woman I didn’t know there drinking a beer. 

Sandy recognized her right away and smiled and gave her a hug.  “Hi Xena.”

This new woman put a little damper on the randy group but I was OK with that.  I was super horny and I wanted to calm down before I started begging Sandy to let me cum.

I thought I would get a chance to calm down a bit, at least until this woman left. 

Little did I know.

The woman was dressed Xena the Warrior Princess, or like an Amazon.  She had bare legs, a tan leather skirt, a big wide leather belt with a short sword, and a bustier like top that could barely contain her large breasts. 

She fit the profile of an Amazon.  She was taller than me, about 5’ 10, with strong arms and big thighs.  She had a great tan and a very confident air about her.  

Sandy had something in mind as everyone sort of milled around.  The guys were looking at me with hungry eyes and their partners were looking at me with a combination of dislike and superiority.

“I bet Wonder Woman can beat Xena in an arm wrestling match.”

Xena laughed.  “Oh, I don’t think so. She looks like a wimpy house wife.”  She laughed again.  Her words stung and excited me.

“Oh, no, Karen is really strong, aren’t you.” She looked at me when she said it. 

I knew what she wanted.  

I knew what I wanted. 

Sandy came over to me and reached between my legs and started to rub me.  The others couldn’t see exactly what she was doing she was too close to me for them to see.

She rubbed between my legs, had my clit throbbing in no time.

“Please…” I started to beg.  I was hot and on edge again, this time there was a crowd. 

She whispered in my ear.  “You said you would obey me, you will get to cum if you do what I want.” 

“Please let me cum…” 

She had my clit and was rubbing it so slowly, it was heavenly torture.

“I want you to arm wrestle Xena.”

I knew I would do it.  She didn’t tell me to lose but I knew I was going to lose.

Secretly I wanted Xena to beat me. I wanted to be humiliated by her. 

I wanted her to beat me and strip me naked in front of all these people.  I wanted to her to bend me over the table and spread my legs and show everyone how wet and horny I was.  I wanted her to play with my clit and lips until I begged them to let me cum.

“Oh, I don’t know Sandy, Xena looks really, ah, really…”

I stared up and her and felt her tower over me, literally and physically.  I knew she was going to beat me. She was going to dominate me.  If I hadn’t been so horny I would have said no.

“Really what Karen? Sexy? Dominant?”  Sandy walked back to me and reached down to my bare ass.

“Pretty…” I meekly squeaked.

“You like her.  I bet you would love to service her, be her little bitch."

I couldn't reply.  My silence was consent and Xena noticed.

Sandy continued. "I bet everyone here is ready to see Wonder Woman test her strength against Xena. Let’s see who is stronger.”

The guys made room on the picnic table for us to arm wrestle.  I knew it wasn’t going to be much of a contest, she was taller and stronger than me and prettier.  We both sat down while the crowd gathered around us.

“OK, lock hands, the winner gets to spank the loser.”  Sandy said with a smile.

“Wait, I didn’t..” I started to protest but Amazon woman grabbed my hand and pinned me in a second.

“We have a winner!” Sandy declared, “and we have a loser.” 

She laughed.

“Wait. I wasn’t ready!”  I whined, knowing it wouldn’t get me any sympathy with Sandy. 

“Do you want to go again?”

“Well, I want to be more prepared.”

Xena looked at me with smile, she knew it wouldn’t matter.

She gripped my hand tightly as we settled in, “Ready Wonder Woman?”

I prepared myself, gripping the table top with my other hand and starting to press against her.

“Yes.”

I tried, I really tried.  It took a second again.

Bam!  

My arm was bent over and my hand was slammed to the top of the picnic table.

“Once again, we have a winner and a loser!” Sandy giggled. 

“Too bad Wonder Woman.  Time for your spanking. Loser.”  Xena said as she pulled me up by the arm and bent me over the picnic table.

I didn’t really resist her, I was horny and I was doing what Sandy wanted me to do.  I was doing what I needed to do to cum.

I felt embarrassed, submissive and aroused.  I was going to get spanked outside in front of half a dozen people.   I felt my cape flipped over my back and cover my head.  I felt a cool air on my barely covered spandex bottom.

“Let’s make this more interesting.” Amazon said as she pulled my spandex bottoms up even more.  She split the cheeks of my butt, giving me a massive wedgie.  My ass was totally bare and my pussy lips were spread even more.

“Wait, wait!” I protested as my butt and pussy lips were entirely exposed.  My large lips were visible to the guys standing behind me.   One of the guys spoke up.

“Look at her bare butt and look at her lips!  God they are huge.”

I was horribly embarrassed now.  Being bent over, my bare ass on display, my big lips hanging out. I could cum so easily if someone just touched my clit. 

“Time for a bare bottom spanking Wonder Woman.”  Xena was into this, she was in on this from the start.

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

Her hand came down hard on my butt. She knew how to spank someone.  After just a few hard swats I couldn’t help myself, my hand flew back to try to protect myself.

“None of that WW, keep your hands out of the way.”  Xena said.

Sandy chimed in, “Here, use her lasso of truth to tie her hands over her head, Stan can hold them out of the way.”

In a flash the guys had a slip knot around my hands and had them pulled over my head, stretching me out on the picnic table. Amazon woman then gave me another 10 hard spanks on my bare ass.

“Looks like WW is no match for a real Amazon.” She said as she stopped.

The guys let go of the rope but didn’t untie me.  I didn’t get up from the picnic table.  I wasn’t sure what might happen next.

“I think WW should get us some more drinks.”  Sandy said as she pulled me back to standing.  “But lets keep her hands tied up.”

“I can’t go in like this, tied up with my butt exposed.” I protested.

“You want to go in with your hands tied and your ass freshly spanked.  Admit it.”  Sandy said as I looked down submissively.

I said nothing.

Sandy reached between my legs and rubbed me just a little bit more and whispered in my ear.

“You better obey me or I am going to strip you naked here and send your ass home to Tim buck naked.”  Then she said louder so all could hear, “You want to go in with your hands tied and ass spanked.”

“Yes.” I whispered.

“Yes what Karen?” Sandy pushed.

“I want to go in the house with my hands tied and my butt on display.”   I was nervous and scared and more excited than I had been in a decade.

“Just one change to your costume.”  She took the cape off me, leaving me very exposed. 

“Now go in and get us some drinks.” She pushed me to the house with just my spandex bottom and corset top.

“Yeah! Let everyone see your red butt.” Stan, the Joker said.

“She really is submissive.” Xena said to Sandy as I walked past her to the kitchen.

“You haven’t seen anything yet.”  Sandy replied.

There was another couple in the kitchen when I went in and they looked at me a little shocked as I got some more beers for the guys and then went back outside.  I could feel the heat on my cheeks as I walked back out.  I could only carry three beers at a time so I had to make three trips to get everyone something to drink.  

By the third trip two other couples were in the kitchen watching me get drinks and head back out.  I had to turn my freshly spanked ass to them as I got the drinks from the fridge.  I know they saw that I had been spanked.  I imagined them watching me be spanked.  It turned me on to know they were watching me, probably the whole time. I wanted them to watch me be embarrassed and humiliated.  By now, everyone at the party had seen my bare ass and knew what a submissive I was.  I loved being the center of attention.

My face was beet red by the last trip.

“What else can we learn about WW I wonder.” Amazon woman said went I came out with the last of the drinks.

“She has to tell the truth” Sandy said, “she tied up with the lasso of truth.”

I stood there submissively as Amazon woman walked to me and grabbed my bound hands.  She was inches from me, a beautiful, strong, dominant woman.  I could smell my pussy I was so wet.  I knew she could smell my desire too.

“It turns you on to be tied up?” she asked.

“Sometimes….” I whispered.

“Did you like the spanking?”  Her voice was soft but firm.

“Yes and no.”

“What do you mean?”  She looked deep into my eyes. I couldn’t look back at her.

“I don’t like the pain but I when I am horny like this I do more.” 

“What else do you like?”  She lifted my chin up to make me look her in the eye.

“I like kissing.”  I confessed.  I really do, I like long slow, deep, wet kisses.

“Do you want to kiss me?” She asked, her face inches from mine.  Her lips were full and soft.

“Yes….” I confessed.

She kissed me as she held my bound hands in front of me.  I couldn’t stop her, I didn’t want to stop her.

“Do you want to do more?” She asked as she broke the kiss.

“Whatever you want.” I said honestly.  She was so dominant.  I responded to her power, control.  I wanted to do whatever she wanted.

“Sandy said I could make you do things.” She said as she walked to the garage, pulling me along behind her with my golden lasso.

The garage was dark and smelled of grass clippings and fallen leaves.  Her Amazon outfit was essentially a leotard with a skimpy skirt and some knee high boots.  In a flash she had me bent over the hood of a car in the garage.

“It turned me on to spank you.  I can smell that you are turned on too.  I’m going to spank you again and then I’m going make you go down on me.”  She said with lust in her voice.

“Yes mam…” I replied, not able to stop her.

I felt her hand on my back, pressing me onto the hood of the car.  The cool metal gave me goosebumps. 

Then I felt a hot flash as she spanked my ass ten, twenty more times.   

She spanked me hard but I didn’t cry out, Sandy had whipped me much harder than her with her a belt.  Her spanking did the trick.  I was deeper in sub-space. I was pushing my ass up to meet her hand and spreading my legs so she could spank between my legs.

“Shit you really like this.”  She said, her breath hot on the back of my neck after she stopped.

“Yes mam…” I replied, humping the hood of the car, eager to get off.  Rubbing my crotch against the metal, eager to get some friction on my clit.

“Not yet, Sandy said you don’t get off until the end of the night.”

She reached between my legs and felt how wet I was.

“You are so wet.  I’m going to rub you a little here but do not cum.”

She rubbed me from behind, it was different but she knew how to get me hot and horny again.   I couldn’t stop myself, I started to beg.

“Please let me cum.”

I started to hump back against her hand, pushing my ass out to reach her fingers.

She pulled on my lips and rubbed up and down my sex, teasing me.

I squirmed around and tried to get more pressure on my clit.

“Please, I’ll lick you, I’ll do what you want.  I am so horny, please let me cum.”

She spanked me again, harder.

It didn’t stop me, I rubbed my ass around and tried to find her fingers.

“Please, I’ll lick you, I promise, just let me cum.”

“You’re going to lick me first, then I might make you cum.” 

She knew from Sandy to get me going then make me do what she wanted.  I couldn’t help myself, I had to agree.

She spun me around and pushed me down to my knees.

“Start licking Wonder Woman.” She said as she pulled her skirt up and panties aside.

She was soaking wet.  I could smell her strong musk and it was like water in a desert.  I buried my face in her sex.  She held my head in her hands and rode my face with her wet pussy.

I licked her as best I could but it didn’t matter.  She was hot and she moved my head around as she wanted.  I was her human vibrator and she humped my face to a quick orgasm.

“Lick it, lick it, lick it!”  She command as she humped my lips and nose.

“Fuck, fuck fuck! Suck my clit you little slut!”

She bounced up and down about a dozen times on my face and chin, holding my face tight to her cunt and clit. Then she came on my face.

“Yeah, yeah, fuck, fuck, fuck!”  

She squirted on my face she was so excited.

“Keep licking slut, keep licking!”

It was so embarrassing and so humiliating to have her hump my face like that.  Her cum was hot and tangy and she coated my face and lips and chin.

It probably only took 5 for me to get her off but it felt like 30.

“Fuck that was hot.  I owe Sandy a favor for her letting me spank your ass.  You’re a good pussy licker too.”

She pulled me up to my feet and pulled me back outside where the others were chatting and talking. 

“But, but, I thought I would get to cum.”  I sort of knew I wasn’t going to cum but I did hope I would.  I was still horny as hell and ready to go.

“Wonder woman is a good pussy licker.” Amazon said as she handed my lasso to Sandy.

My face was covered with her cum and my makeup was smeared a bit.

“I need a beer, get me a beer.” Amazon ordered as sat down on the picnic table.

I looked at Sandy and she nodded.  I went back inside with fresh pussy cum on my face and my hands still tied.  My ass was smarting from her second spanking and I saw five people in the kitchen this time.  I had to turn again and let them see my spanked ass as I opened the fridge to get Amazon her beer.

“Man, her ass is red!” one of the men said.  I blushed a fresh shade of red and headed to the door.

“What is going on outside?” one of the guys said.

“I want to find out!” someone else said.

“You are not going out with that slut!” one of the women said.

That was the last I heard as the door closed behind me.

As I gave Amazon her beer I saw the Hulk talking to Sandy.  I didn’t recognize him from the pool party but she knew him.

“Time for more truth or dare.” Sandy said.  She took the lasso and pulled me to the center of the group.  I could see faces looking out from the kitchen and I was sure some of them had a good idea what was going on out here.  It made me even more excited and humiliated.

“What do you mean?” I asked, not sure what dare or truth they were expecting.

“Tell the truth Wonder Woman, are you turned on?” Sandy asked, knowing the answer.

“Yes.”  I admitted.  It was useless to argue, my spandex bottoms were soaking wet.  They might not be able to see my nipples but it was clear I had a wet spot.

“Have you sucked more than one cock in a night?” Sandy asked, again knowing the answer.  She knew it would humiliate me and she knew she could get me to confess if I was good and horny.

She reached between my legs and started to slowly rub up and down my crotch.  My clit was still hard from the teasing Xena did to me so it didn’t take long for me to start moving my hips up and down to get more pressure on my clit.  Sandy knew how to play me like a fiddle. 

“Have you sucked more than one cock in a night?” She asked this loud enough for everyone in the backyard and in the kitchen to hear.

“Yes.” I said very quietly.  I had my head down in shame and embarrassment.   Sandy knew how to make me want to be a nasty slut.  I was going over the edge, swimming in sub-space and the humiliation was pushing me even deeper.

“Damm right.” Stan said, laughing because he was one of the men I sucked off at the pool party.

“Did you enjoy it?”  She continued to rub and roll my clit through my wet spandex.

“Yes.” I said in a throaty voice.   My excitement was growing as the questions got more pointed and more slutty.  My clit throbbed, I wanted to rub myself and get off.  I could taste Xena’s cum on my lips and I wanted to lick her again.

“You want to suck a cock now, don’t you.” Sandy teased.  Her nipples were rock hard, even the black latex suit couldn’t contain her excitement.

“No… I want to cum.”  I said looking around at the men surrounding me.  My lust meter was moving into slut mode now.  I wanted to cum, but I would suck them off it that’s what I had to do to cum.

“You will get to cum after you do want I want. Is that clear?” She rubbed me back and forth and had me rocking in time with her hand, trying in vain to cu. 

“Yes…”  I whispered. 

“Who do you want to suck off?”  She didn’t know the answer to this question.

“I don’t care…” I said as I looked away from the men outside and in at the kitchen window.  I was beyond caring.  If she kept me on edge I would suck them all off.  

“You’ll suck them all if to cum, won’t you.”

“Yes.”  I admitted, feeling a flush of humiliation as I admitted my lust.

If Sand kept this teasing up she could strip me naked and parade me around like the horny slut I was.  She could tie me to the table and let the guys gang-banged me like at the pool party.  I would let her do it too.  I was so damn horny I would let the guys gang-bang me and then lick their cocks clean.  I was wound up like a teenager on prom night and I wanted to get off.  I would go down on Sandy and the Amazon woman if she told me too.  Sandy could make me beg to lick their pussies and let everyone watch.  I would agree to that I was so hot.

“Here Hulk, take her to the garage.” Sandy handed the lasso to Hulk and he pulled me to the garage.

The door had barely closed before his hands pushed my top down and he started sucking and licking my tits.  I didn’t need any more foreplay, I was Wonder Lust Woman.  I was ready to suck his cock to the base and drink down his cum.

“You have some really nice tits Wonder Woman.” He said as she licked and sucked my super sensitive nipples.  Some of his costume make-up came off on my skin.  Suddenly I had green stains on my bare shoulders and chest.

“If you make me cum I’ll suck your cock…” I moaned as he flicked my nipples with his tongue.

“Nope, Sandy said that you don’t get to cum first.  I get to cum. So do you want to suck my dick?” 

“Yes… I’ll do it.”  I said as I tried to contain myself.   I was so close to cumming.

“Good, start sucking.” He pushed me to my knees and had his cock out in a flash.  It was a nice size cock and it was rock hard with a little pre-cum on the tip.  I slurped his cock into my mouth and bobbed my head up and down. 

With my hands tied it was hard for me to do a whole lot so he held my head in his green painted hands and started to slowly fuck my face.

I felt dirty and nasty as I knelt there in the garage, tied up and half naked.  I shouldn’t have liked it, but I was too horny.   In my turned on state I liked being a topless Wonder Woman sucking the Hulks big cock.  

He didn’t need me to do too much, he was ready to pop.  In about three minutes he groaned and shot a load of cum in my mouth.  He shot most down my eager throat.  But like guys seem to like these days, he pulled out before he was totally done and dripped some cum on my forehead and nose.

“Jack the rest of my cum on your cheeks, I want them to see my cum on your face.”

It was deliciously degrading and I submissively did as he ordered.  I felt a my clit pulse with the beat of my heart and I rocked back and forth on my heels to get some friction on my clit as I jacked the remaining cum on my cheek and in my hair.  I could feel the cum drip down my forehead as he grunted and smile.

“You are one hot fucking woman, Wonder Woman.” He put his cock back in his pants and then left the garage, pulling me behind him .

“You were right Sandy, Wonder Woman is a really good cock sucker. She swallows too.”

“She told us herself, she wants to suck you all off.” Sandy motioned for Stan (the Joker) and Riddler to take the lasso.

The two of them led me to the garage and each had their cock out in a flash.   They were both hard and I soon had two more loads of cum to swallow.  They both also shot some on my face and hair.  They didn’t tease me but I was on edge the whole time.

I came back out and Sandy told me to go inside and get some more beer.  She did allow me to pull my top up but I had green paint on the sides of my face, cum on my forehead and face and cum in my hair.

I walked on weak knees inside, knowing I looked like a cum slut who was just used by a few guys.  My clit was throbbing and I desperately wanted to cum.

Three couples were in the kitchen.  One of the women was worried, she asked if I was OK.  

I smiled and told her I was fine, that it was a fantasy of mine.  She seemed reassured but she told her husband he couldn’t join in.  She did say he could take a picture of me though.  

I agreed to the photo and soon all six of them had their cameras out and I was being photographed as I got more beers and went back outside.

“The last two guys are ready Wonder Woman.” Sandy said as she handed the lasso to the other two guys and they took me into the garage.

It was Superman this time and a guy dressed like Don Draper.  I’m not sure his was even a costume.

They had me spread my legs in the garage and play with myself.  Don did most of the talking.

“Sandy said you could play with your clit a little but that you are not allowed to cum. I told her I wanted to see you play with yourself.”

He pulled my top down so my tits were our and had me play with them the way I like.  In no time I was moaning and rubbing my nipples and leaking cum down my legs.

“Now show us how you play with your bit pussy lips.  She said you like to pull on them.”

I reached down pulled on my lips with my tied hands and spread myself for them.

“Can I cum?” I asked even though I knew the answer.

“No, but hold your lips apart.”  Don ordered as he rubbed my clit through my dripping wet spandex.

I spread myself shamelessly as he rubbed my clit awkwardly.  He didn’t have her touch but he did get me rocking back and forth against his hand.  I closed my eyes as I started to get close and I moaned.

That was when he stopped.

“No, no, no, you nasty slut.  You don’t get to cum.  On your knees…”

He pushed me back on my knees, this time with my legs spread wide enough that my pussy lips were dangling down, well outside of my spandex bottom.  I could rock my hips a little and get some friction on my clit but not enough to get me off.

“Suck Superman’s big dick” the guy said as he pulled down his spandex and revealed a very nice fat cock, not real long but big and thick.  

I wrapped my lips around his cock and took him in deep.  He held my face in his hands and slowly fucked my face.  I felt his balls slap against my chin as he made me deep throat him.  Don was stroking his cock as he watched me take Superman deep.

“Oh yeah, I love it. Wonder Woman sucking Superman’s dick.  Fuck, fuck fuck!”

He must have been ready because he came super fast.  His cum hit me on the side of my face and in my hair as he jacked off on me.  It must have been a fantasy of his because he shot a ton of sticky hot jiz.  Superman didn’t seem to mind, he kept on fucking my mouth.

I gripped his bare ass and pulled him in as deep as he would go and milked his cock with my mouth.  That got him off.

“Oh shit, you can deep throat too!” 

He groaned and pumped a fresh load of cum deep down my throat.

He didn’t pull out like the others, he made me milk him till he was done.

“Oh fuck that was good. Shit…”  He pulled his soft cock from my mouth and then tucked himself back into his costume.

They pulled me to my feet and we went back outside, this time the couples inside had joined the rest of outside.  My top was down, my pussy lips were hanging out and I was so hot and horny I couldn't see straight.

“Last question Wonder Woman.” Sandy said as she held the lasso in her hand.  “Is there anything else you want?”

“Yes, I want to cum.” I said, knowing she was going to make me wait, she always made me wait.  She always came first.

“Too bad, you know how this is going down. I'm ready to cum so it’s time to go home.” 

Sandy pulled me by the lasso, my tits and lips still exposed, and walked me through the house to her car.  People took pictures of my cum stained face, hair, and red ass as we left.

As we stood by the car Sandy had a thought.

“Maybe I should send you home this way, see who else you can suck off on your way home.”

I shuddered at the thought.  Not out of fear but out of desire.

“On second thought, I want you face between my legs. You need to get me off.”

With that she put in me in the front seat and drove us to her house.

I spent the next hour pleasing her before she sent me home naked again with a freshly spanked ass and cum covered face.

The End.