From: an53629@anon.penet.fi
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Date: Wed,  1 Feb 1995 12:45:12 UTC
Subject: REPOST Deceptive Movements 1/7(disc.,ff,mf)

I did not write this story.
This story was obtained from the internet or a BBS. Most of the
multi-part stories where consolidated at the time, and some minor
adjustments made, mostly of a cosmetic nature. Enjoy !


                              DECEPTIVE MOVEMENTS

                    The continuing story of Rigid Training

                             Written by Robert 42

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                              DECEPTIVE MOVEMENTS
                                   CHAPTER 1


    Under normal circumstances, one would not be able to glance at a person
    and be able to tell if that person is submissive or dominant. People
    don't exude a certain aura about them to give this dark secret away.
    No, we cannot tell these things about people by just a glance.

        But this is not a normal story and the circumstances you will read
    about are not normal. This is the continuing saga of Laurie and
    Jennifer, or Rigid Training.

        Now I know I promised you a trip to Rio De Janeiro, but unforseen
    complications has changed all that. (Well, I did have the first 4
    chapters of that story wiped off disk.. NO, I didn't have a back-up!)

        Jennifer has cultivated the special talent for spotting submissives
    with but a look. In the 4 months since becoming mistress to her best
    friend, Laurie, Jennifer has indeed become an accomplished dominant. I
    know Laurie would be the first to agree, as she has been on the
    receiving end of dozens of burning, but delightful punishment sessions
    doled out by Jennifer.

        We return for our second look at Laurie and Jennifer by focusing on
    a new friendship for Jennifer.



    After returning from their vacation in Rio, Laurie returned home to
    find Donna had not only maintained her interior decorating business
    admirably, but had even attracted some very lucrative offers for jobs.
    all this delighted Laurie, but she will be one busy redhead for at
    least the next 3 weeks. it's a good bet that she'll have to hire a new
    assistant to help out.

        Jennifer spent the first week home from Rio to just relax and tune
    herself back to the Kansas City weather. The midwest in March isn't
    exactly tropical. She woke up on this particular morning determined to
    get the shopping done that she had been avoiding since her return.
    Going to the supermarket isn't what I would call the most pleasant of
    tasks. And it sure isn't one of Jennifer's favorite. But it has to get
    done, so Jennifer made her way to the car and drove to the market.

        On the drive, her mind wandered. Laurie had been so busy in the
    past week that Jennifer had actually begun to get lonely without her
    sexy slave's company. Something about the way Laurie stood before her
    with that little girl look about her never ceased to drive her wild.
    Jennifer knew that she would come up with something special when she
    was able to find the time to see her.

        She did her shopping in an automatic mode, merely going through the
    motions like a programmed robot. She took her place in line and
    mechanically placed all the items she selected on the belt. The cashier
    was busily ringing up all her groceries when Jennifer looked up and
    caught her eye. She gazed up at the loveliest girl she had seen in
    ages. The young cashier looked to be about 17 or 18 years old, 5'4"
    with soft brown, wavy hair. She caught Jennifer's eye and quickly
    looked away, embarrassed.

        After seeing the total, Jennifer quickly wrote a check and handed
    it to the cashier. While she did all the steps required to process a
    check payment, Jennifer took a piece of paper from her purse and wrote
    something on it. As the cashier handed her the receipt, Jennifer handed
    her the piece of paper.

        What she wrote on this paper, was her address. The cashier looked
    at it, then gazed quizzically at the older blonde on the other side of
    the register. Jennifer returned her gaze coolly and said "I'll be
    expecting you at 8 for dinner."

        The cashier said nothing as Jennifer took her receipt and rolled
    her shopping cart out through the electronic doors of the store.
    Jennifer was already planning the evening. Her hands were becoming
    itchy to feel a soft bottom wriggling under her while she administered
    stinging slaps to it. For Jennifer, there was no question that the
    young girl would show up. the only question in her mind was how she was
    going to manage what she had in mind for her. She knew that once she
    put her mind to it, she could control a conversation and the mood in
    the air. Now she would return home to prepare for the night.



    It was about 10 minutes after 8 when the doorbell rang. Jennifer smiled
    to herself as she got up from the sofa and walked to open the door. The
    apprehensive young lady at the other side jumped slightly as the door
    swung open to reveal a smiling Jennifer.

     "You're late" she said matter of factly "Did you have trouble finding
    the street?" "No" she answered "I just wasn't sure if I wanted to come
    or not." "Well, seeing that you've made it, why don't you come in and
    let me take your coat?" Jennifer could sense the tension in the young
    cashier's manner. She would have to put this girl at ease before she
    could accomplish anything with her.

        They had a drink before dinner, Jennifer sat across from the girl
    as she sat on the sofa. "Tell me, what is your name?" Jennifer asked
    her, they hadn't even exchanged first names at the market. "Cheryl,
    Cheryl Barnett" She answered "Oh, such a lovely name. My name is
    Jennifer, Well Cheryl, how old are you? "I'm 21. you have a nice house"
    "Thank you, and you're such a beautiful girl, i'll bet you have all
    kinds of men at your beckon call" Cheryl stifled a laugh "Well, I
    wouldn't say at my 'beckon call'"

        Cheryl had worked at that store for 6 months. Her parents could not
    afford to send her to college, so she had to find work just out of high
    school. One or two relationships later, she found the money to move out
    on her own at 19, moved in with her current boyfriend in his apartment.
    And proceeded to watch the relationship go to hell once she moved in.

        Now living alone in a 1 bedroom apartment, she was determined to
    make something out of her life. "I don't mean to be nosey, but how much
    do you make at the store?" "Oh that's ok" Cheryl started "I make 4.50
    an hour." "That's not a whole lot." "No, it isn't. But I may become
    manager one day" Cheryl was beginning to relax a little with the older
    woman's eyes boring into her.

        Jennifer served dinner after the drinks had been drained. They
    continued chatting during the meal. The topic of the conversation could
    give no clues, but Jennifer knew the young cashier was ripe for
    plucking.

        After dinner found them back in the living room drinking coffee.
    "How would you like a job making 7.00 an hour to start?" Cheryl's ears
    perked up. "Yes I would! What would I be doing?" "Decorating houses and
    apartments. I have a good friend who needs someone to help out in her
    business." "Yes, that sounds like a lot of fun. But what would I have
    to do to get the job?" Jennifer blinked at the question. This girl may
    look and act innocent..... "What would you be willing to do, Cheryl?"
    Cheryl realised that what she had asked came out sounding wrong. "I'm
    sorry, that's not what I meant.."



       "Tell me something Cheryl, why did you come here tonight?" Cheryl
    blushed and looked away from the penetrating look of Jennifer's. "Well,
    because you asked me to." "I see, do you frequently accept invitations
    to dinner from complete strangers?" Jennifer was turning the mood in
    the direction she wanted for the occasion. "N No.. it's just that..."
    Cheryl was having trouble finding words.. Her stomach filled with
    butterflies as she looked around Jennifer's living room. Careful to
    avoid eye contact with her. "I'll wager that you were a handful to
    your parents when you were growing up" Cheryl shrugged at the
    suggestion "Well, were you a naughty girl?" The young brown haired girl
    blushed deeper at the question she somehow knew was coming. "Please,
    you're embarrassing me" Jennifer was not about to let up. "Why don't
    you answer my question, Cheryl?" "Oh I don't know.. I guess so"
    Jennifer tried not to smile as she pressed further. "When was the last
    time you got a spanking?"

         Cheryl's eyes closed for a moment.. she didn't know
    exactly what to make of this woman.. but she knew she had to leave
    before things got out of her control. "I really should be going now."
    "Answer me!" Jennifer's voice took on a more authoritive tone. Cheryl
    knew better than to resist. "When.. When I was 18" Her face felt hot.
    She could feel her eyes begin to fill. "18?! Isn't that a little old
    for someone to be getting a spanking?" "I I guess I deserved it then."
    Cheryl nervously squirmed on the sofa. Her fear coming to a fever
    pitch. "Is 21 too old to be getting a spanking Cheryl?" Cheryl couldn't
    find the words to answer the question. Jennifer continued boring into
    her. "I'll bet you're still a naughty girl. Aren't you?" Cheryl was
    careful not to let herself appear too nervous. She would have to
    convince the older woman she wasn't worried. "I try to be good" "That
    isn't what I asked you, dear" Jennifer had turned the mood right where
    she wanted it. Now she would complete it. "I dunno, I guess sometimes
    I'm not so good" It was exactly what Jennifer wanted to hear. "Well,
    what if I told you that you deserved a spanking now. What would you
    say?" Cheryl sat frozen. She didn't know how to answer that question.
    But she knew she should get up and leave. "You're not going to be
    difficult are you Cheryl?" Jennifer asked her.. Cheryl shook her head
    in negation. "That's good. I want you to stand up and walk here to me."
    "No.. I really have to go home now" Jennifer lowered her voice "Cheryl,
    you said you wouldn't be difficult. I want you to get up and walk over
    here to me, now" Cheryl couldn't quite comprehend the tone of her
    voice. But she dazedly stood and slowly walked to the sofa, where
    Jennifer sat sipping her coffee.



    Jennifer reached out and stroked one of Cheryl's trembling hands.
    "Shall I take your slacks down, or would you prefer to do that
    yourself?" Why had she not just got up and walked out of the door?..
    The older woman would not have been able to stop her if she had. Her
    voice came out soft and whimpery.."No, I'll do it" Cheryl's hands
    slowly rose to them and began to pull the nylon slacks away from her
    hips. In her mind, she pictured the last time her father had made her
    do this... it was the same way now.. almost of their own violation, she
    could feel her thighs tingle. Her slacks were brought to her thighs..
    when she released them, they fell and bunched around her ankles.

        "take your panties down too, honey." Cheryl felt her heart lurch
    into her throat. "No please!.. not on my bare bottom!" she begged..
    sounding truly like a naughty young girl pleading to save herself from
    punishment. "Yes, Cheryl. On your bare bottom. Now take them down for
    me." It was a few seconds before Cheryl's nervous hands rose to remove
    her bottom's last defense. She took her panties to her thighs and stood
    with her head bent.. tears beginning to come from her eyes.

        Jennifer reached out to place her hand on the girl's bottom, but
    Cheryl quickly jumped out of her reach. "Don't you start giving me
    trouble now, young lady." "I I'm So sorry." Jennifer pursed her lips
    together "Now lay down over my lap, Cheryl." She still thought that she
    should be on her way out the door. there was nothing at all keeping her
    from pulling her panties and slacks back up and leaving. Jennifer's
    hand guided her down.

        Jennifer felt the excitement inside herself as well, her hand idly
    stroked the trembling girl's naked ass. "I know you're scared.. but
    you won't be after I start" Cheryl nodded but said nothing... tensing
    the muscles in her ass while she laid there vulnerable to the older
    woman's stroking hand. "Are you ready for me to spank you now, Cheryl?"
    NO!!.. she would never be ready. She must get up and leave this woman's
    house. "Y y yes". Jennifer's hand quickly rose and fell om the pretty
    cashier's bottom. *WHAP!!* "Oooooooohhh!" The quick stroke had caught
    her by surprise. Her hands flew behind her to shield her ass. "Cheryl,
    take your hands away this instant!" Tentatively, she removed her hands
    and quickly felt Jennifer's stinging hand slapping her now unshielded
    ass. *WHAP!* *CRACK!* *WHACK!*

        "Owwwww!.. Ohhhh please stop.. It hurts!" Jennifer was in heaven
    she continued to slap the young girl's naked bottom.

        *SLAPP!* "I'll bet you're not afraid anymore are you?" *SMACK!*

        It was true, Cheryl's protests and cries became more distressed.
    But she did have to admit that she was no longer afraid.

        Jennifer was delighted to see Cheryl's hips squirm as he tried in
    vain to avoid the stinging palm of her hand. With each new stroke, her
    throat emitted another sob and her legs kicked out at the air.


    Now Jennifer slowed the tempo of the spanking. The strokes fell with
    just as much force as they did in the beginning, but Cheryl ceased the
    screaming and kicking. Now, when Jennifer's hand made another painful
    contact with her reddening ass, she merely groaned and gripped
    Jennifer's legs tighter with her hands.

        After 25 well placed strokes, Jennifer stopped spanking her and
    gently laid her hand on the warm flesh of Cheryl's bottom. "Do you
    still want to leave?" Cheryl realized that she didn't want to leave in
    the first place. That was why she did not walk out when she had the
    chance. "N N no" she said between choked back sobs. Jennifer was now
    lovingly stroking the girl's ass and thighs. Cheryl moaned and absent
    mindedly let her thighs part a little.  "What did you do after you got
    your last spanking, Cheryl?" Cheryl blushed deply, she didn't want to
    tell Jennifer what she had done.  "I.. I was hot afterwards.. I went
    and.. played with myself." Jennifer let her fingersa slide between the
    burnished cheeks of her ass and found her moist pussy. "You mean like
    this?"  "Mmmmmmmmmm.. Yes!.. Oh that feels so good!" Cheryl's hips rose
    and began to rotate as Jennifer expertly glided her fingers over the
    throbbing nub of her clit. But Jennifer was in bad need herself of
    release.. she made Cheryl stand and remover her slacks and panties all
    together. As Cheryl moved to comply, Jennifer quickly rose and stripped
    her own pants and panties from her body.

        Jennifer took the younger woman back down on the sofa and searched
    out her pussy again. Cheryl took the cue and began to fondle Jennifer's
    wet cunt in kind. Two of Jennifer's fingers found their way into
    Cheryl's hole making her tighten and quickly come over her hand.

        Cheryl moved her head up and sought out Jennifer's mouth and
    engaged her in a loving kiss as they brought each other off in
    quickorder. Jennifer draped an arm around her new friend and hleld her
    tight as they groped each other's bubbling cunts.

        A little later, Cheryl rested her head on Jennifer's shoulder while
    the older woman ran her fingers through her hair. "You know, I was
    serious about that job. If you'd like, i'll give her a call and set up
    an interview." Cheryl beamed at her. "Oh yes! That would be great!"

        Jennifer turned over and found the telephone sitting nan end table
    near the sofa. After pushing a few buttons, she turned back around and
    smiled at the pretty cashier.  "Hi Laurie, not sleeping were you?"..
    "Good, listen hon, I have a young lady who is interested in going to
    work for you."... "Uh huh. Well, she's here now if you have a few
    minutes:... "Great, we'll see you then"  "Ok.. Bye bye."

        Jennifer turned and replaced the receiver.


        "She'll be over in 10 minutes to interview you." Cheryl jumped from
    the sofa. "10 Minutes???.. My god.. I have to get dressed.. and cleaned
    up!!" Jennfer laughed and pulled the young woman back down on the sofa,
    lightly kissingher cheek. "Not to worry, Laurie will be quite
    understanding!" Cheryl appeared worried. "Are you sure?" "Of course!
    You can trust me."

        10 Minutes later, the knock came at the door. Jennifer called out
    as she returned from the kitchen with a pot of coffee "It's open, hon."

        Laurie walked in and quickly surveyed the living room. The first
    thing she caught sight of was the clothes on the floor, then the pretty
    brown haired woman sitting embarrassedly on the sofa. "Hi Laurie, I
    want you to meet Cheryl Barnett. Cheryl, this is Laurie" The two
    exchanged rather uncomfortable greetings. Understandable considering
    the nakedness of the young woman.

        "Well, Jennifer tells me that you are interested in a job?  "Yes
    ma'am. But i've never done decorating." Laurie waved her hand in the
    air. "No problem, what I need is an assistant. You wouldn't be doing
    any actual decorating. "I see, then having no experience wouldn't be a
    problem?" Laurie smiled at her. "Not at all, the hours will be long and
    tedious." She stole a quick look at Jennifer. "And Jen tells me that I
    am a real bitch when i'm working. All 3 ladies laughed at that.  "When
    would you be able to start? Cheryl quickly answered. "Right away! When
    CAN I start? Laurie smiled at her eagerness.  "Is Monday ok?" Cheryl
    nodded. "Sure!.. Thank You!"

        The tip of Laurie's tongue came out and brushed her top lip.
    "Welllll, what have you two been doing this evening?" She looked
    directly doan at Cheryl's naked legs as she asked. Jennifer supplied
    the answer. "Oh, Just giving Cheryl what you've been needing for a long
    time." Cheryl took exception at the way she was being discussed. But
    Laurie laughed out loud.  "Oh i'm jealous. I have to stop working all
    these late hours!" Jennifer feigned sympathy for her sext slave/friend.
    "Oh you porr darling, need your sexy bottom smacked, dear?"
    "Ooooo if you only knew how bad!" Jennfer laughed but Laurie sobered up
    a bit. "No, I've been so busy.." She sighed heavily and gazed longingly
    at Cheryl, who remained glued to the sofa, blushing. "Oh bullshit!"
    Jennifer shot back "I ought to paddle your ass right now!" Laurie
    wiggled her hips teasingly. "Oooo You sweet talker!" Jennifer looked
    over at Cheryl who looked to be a bit lost.

        "Don't be shocked, dear. Laurie's had her bottom paddled dozens of
    times" Looking at her slave "Haven't you, Laurie?"  "Yes ma'am."

                          DECEPTIVE MOVEMENTS
                              CHAPTER 2


        "You see, Cheryl" Jennifer started "Laurie and I have this
    relationship... " Cheryl listened truly interested in hearing about it
    "Laurie is submissive and I am dominant. Do you understand?"
    Cheryl nodded. "Yes I understand. But aren't you mad that I am here?"
    She asked of Laurie.
    "No no!.. I'm just jealous that it wasn't me. that's all!"
    Jennifer continued her explanation "We're both divorced.. and before
    you can wonder, we're both straight."
    Cheryl visibly relaxed "You DID have me wondering about that!"

        Laurie looked at her watch. "Oh well, it looks like I have to go to
    bed frustrated tonight. You two have fun." She shot a playful look at
    Jennifer "But not TOO much fun, damn you!"
    Jennifer laughed out loud. "Isn't she pitiful?"
    Laurie started toward the door. "Good night all"

        Jennifer yelled out after Laurie "Hold on!!.. I just can't let you
    go to sleep frustrated.. Can I Cheryl?"
    Cheryl perked up at the suggestion.. "No, that wouldn't be right"
    "No, I didn't think so.. Get back in here, Laurie."
    Laurie stopped and turned around. "Yes ma'am" she breathed.
    "Go in my room and get a paddle".. Laurie instantly obeyed "Yes Ma'am!"
    She quickly left the living room and bolted up the stairs. Jennifer
    gazed at the flushed look on Cheryl's face.
    "Does this interest you, dear?" Cheryl nodded at her.
    "I think we'll all be good friends.. What do you think?"
    Cheryl smiled as Laurie started down the stairs "Yes ma'am!"

        Laurie brought a leathered ping-pong paddle from Jennifer's room
    and stood before her mistress with head bowed and paddle extended.
    "Here's the paddle you wanted, ma'am." Jennifer took the paddle from
    her and walked to the sofa. Laurie remained where she had encountered
    Jennifer moments before.
    "Take notes, Cheryl...Ok Laurie... Come here to me"
    Laurie shuffled over to where Jennifer waited with paddle in hand. They
    stood behind the sofa while Cheryl sat on the sofa, still naked from
    the waist down.

        "You've been a bad girl haven't you Laurie?"
    Laurie pouted at the question. "Y yes ma'am"
    "Uh huh. And you KNOW what happens to bad girls, don't you?"
    Laurie looked at the floor. "Yes ma'am... They get... punished"
    Cheryl felt her pussy heating up again. Her eyes transfixed on the two
    women behind the sofa.
    "You've needed this for a long time, young lady."
    "Yes ma'am" Jennifer motioned with the paddle
    "Over the sofa, Laurie" Laurie quickly moved to the sofa back and bent
    down over it.. Her long red hair brushing over Cheryl as she did.



        Jennifer moved in behind her slave and put hands on each hip,
    taking her jogging shorts and skimpy panties down in one motion. "Open
    your legs.. I want your ass high".. Laurie quickly did her mistress'
    bidding. "Yes ma'am.. Is that good ma'am?"
    "Yes dear, that's fine"

        Cheryl could see the want in Laurie's eyes. The ice blue orbs
    blazed in her direction as she waited for her much longed for
    punishment. Laurie smiled at her as she reached out and brushed the
    redhead's long hair back. Cheryl wanted to see her face during the
    ordeal.

        Jennifer stood behind her sexy slave and measured the distance the
    paddle would be traveling. Laurie waited impatiently for the spanking
    to start. Her face a mask of frustration at the waiting. Laurie knew
    that Jennifer always made her wait.

        It's hard to tell whether Cheryl saw the reaction on Laurie's face
    first, or heard the cracking sound of the paddle first. Perhaps it was
    simultaneous. Laurie groaned out loud as the paddle cracked repeatedly
    on her waiting bottom.
    "Ohhhhhh Yesss!... Ohhh goddd it's been sooo long!.. Do it hon!"
    Jennifer surprised her by bringing the paddle against her quivering
    asscheeks harder than before.
    "Ohhhhhh!... " Jennifer was really giving it to her. Cheryl saw the
    tears fall to the sofa as Laurie cried out desperately for her mistress
    to stop.
    "Ohhh please stop Jen!.. Nottttt so hard!" Jennifer gleamed behind her.
    "Oh DO be quiet!.." Laurie did her best to chock back the sobs..
    "ye ye ye yes m mm ma'am" 7 more wicked cracks of the paddle
    reverberated through the room.. Laurie cried out in distress but did
not
    plead for the punishment to be stopped.

        Only after Laurie's well spanked bottom was bright red did Jennifer
    stop spanking her. As she set the paddle on the sofa Jennifer taunted
    her beautiful friend. "There. Now you won't be so frustrated will you?"
    Laurie let loose a giggle between her sobs.. "I'll say!.. Ooooooo you
    sure worked it good!"

        Jennifer patted the sexy redhead's sore bottom. "Ok hon, pull your
    shorts back up and go get in bed with a vibrator."
    Laurie moaned as she complied. She whimpered out her goodnight and
    left the house. Leaving Jennifer and Cheryl alone again. Jennifer shot
    her a smoking gaze.
    "So, did you enjoy seeing that?".. Cheryl couldn't have hidden her
    excitement if she wanted to. "yes!"
    "Is your bottom sore?".. Cheryl shook her head slightly..
    "A little, but it feels all warm"
    Jennifer considered the young cashier "Maybe I should give you a taste
    of the paddle too."
    Cheryl wasn't too sure that she would like that. But she said nothing.

        Jennifer sighed and looked at the clock. "Don't you have to get up
    for work tomorrow?"
    Cheryl looked at the clock too. "Yes, but I was thinking of taking
    tomorrow off."



        "Do you live alone. Cheryl?"
    Cheryl nodded at her but didn't say a word.
    "Good, then there'll be no one waiting up for you?"
    "Not that i'm aware of." Jennifer smiled wanly at the little joke.

        "Take all of your clothes off." Cheryl hesitated a moment before
    removing her blouse and bra.
    "How would you like to feel the paddle on your ass?"
    Cheryl was apprehensive about that.
    "I'm not sure". Jennifer shrugged at her answer
    "Well, you really don't have a lot of say so in the matter"
    Cheryl allowed herself a small smile "Yes, I gathered that much"
    "Are you interested in being in a relationship like Laurie and I?"
    Yes.. she was very much intrigued by what she had seen a little
    earlier.
    "Well, as long as I could have time to myself it sounds like a lot of
    fun."
    Jennifer shrugged. "No one was asking you to give up your life or
    anything as drastic as that."
    Cheryl considered the idea. "What would I have to do?"
    Jennifer smiled broadly as she reached over the sofa and retrieved the
    paddle. "Whatever I tell you to do."
    Cheryl nodded but said nothing. "I don't know. It seems like a lot of
    fun, but I can't be sure if it's for me."
    "No, I can't say that this kind of relationship is for everyone" She
    twirled the paddle around in her hand "Why don't you and I just take
    things as they happen?"
    Cheryl seemed to like that idea. "Yes, that sounds like a good idea."

        Taking things as they happen. Let's take a little closer of a look
    at the scene in Jennifer's living room. We see Cheryl sitting on the
    sofa completely naked, while Jennifer stands behind it fully clothed,
    holding a leathered ping-pong paddle in her hand. Debating with herself
    on whether to use it on Cheryl while she bends over with her naked ass
    in the air.

         It's obvious that this conversation is deceptive in nature.
    There will be nothing for Cheryl to think about. The decision to become
    involved in a relationship such as the one of Laurie and Jennifer has
    already been made. Not voiced, but jointly agreed upon by both Jennifer
    and Cheryl.

        Jennifer saw something in Cheryl's eyes earlier that day in the
    supermarket. She knew that Cheryl would be at her house for dinner. She
    knew that before the evening was over, she would have soundly spanked
    the young woman for some imagined offense.

        What of Cheryl's feelings in the matter? You saw her fight with
    something inside of her telling her that she should not be in the older
    woman's house. Jennifer did absolutely nothing to stop her from
    leaving. The decision she could not voice has already been made.




        "Now, I want you to come here behind the sofa" Jennifer beckoned to
    her. Cheryl knew that the blonde dominatrix planned to use the paddle
    on her. But for reasons unexplained, she automatically stood and padded
    nakedly to the rear of the sofa. Jennifer took her by the arm and led
    her to where Laurie had bent over the back. Cheryl didn't need to be
    told what was expected of her. She leaned over as Laurie had done,
    presenting her 21 year old bottom for whatever Jennifer chose to do.

        Jennifer slowly raised the paddle and gave the young cashier a
    sharp smack with it. *CRACK!*
    "Owwwwwwww!"... Jennifer raised the paddle again, but did not bring it
    crashing down.
    "You can get up whenever you want, Cheryl" Cheryl wasn't quite sure
    what Jennifer had meant by that. The paddle whistled through the air
    and seared into Cheryl's exposed ass.
    "Mmmmmmmmmmm!.." Jennifer could see the glistening lips of her cunt as
    they pouted beneath the young woman's flanks. Cheryl ground her hips
    into the plush material of the sofa. As Jennifer raised the paddle for
    a third time, Cheryl's ass rose and undulated in the air, searching for
    the sharp stinging sensation which she knew was coming.

        Jennifer let her have it... The cries coming from Cheryl as the
    paddle bounced off of her bottom were in no way cries of pain or
    distress.
    "ooooooooo... God I am soooooo hot!" She squeezed her thighs together
    in an effort to bring herself off in that fashion as the paddle kissed
    her libido once again, causing her to gasp and thrust her ass upwards
    again.

        Jennifer told the girl not to move, and went up the stairs..
    Cheryl's hand snaked it's way under her stomach and found her gushing
    slit. Jennifer came down the stairs with a dildo strapped to her
    waist. Upon seeing that Cheryl had literally taken matters into her own
    hand, she delivered a crashing slap to the rotating half-moons.
    *WHAPPPPPPPPPP!*  Cheryl was taken completely by surprise and nearly
    fell over the sofa as the force of the blow knocked her forward.

    "I don't recall telling you to do that!" Cheryl felt as if a favorite
    toy had been taken from her. She was so close to coming that she didn't
    hear Jennifer walking down the stairs. The last slap Jennifer had given
    her hurt terribly.

        Jennifer made her open her thighs and push her ass back the same
    way she had made Laurie do. Cheryl had tears in her eyes as she sensed
    that Jennifer was really going to give it to her with the paddle.

        Cheryl tensed as she felt Jennifer moving in behind her. Jennifer
    grabbed the dildo in one hand and guided it to the dripping hole
    nestled under Cheryl's ass. Cheryl moaned loudly as she felt the rubber
    head nosing against her pussy. Slowly, Jennifer pressed forward until
    the head slipped past the slimy lips and began to burro into the gooey
    confines within.
    "Oh Jesus!.. Ohhh that feels wonder-ful" Cheryl cried out in a
sing-song
    voice while the rubber prick smoothly slid deep inside of her.



        Jennifer held on to each of Cheryl's hips and began fucking the
    young woman as if she were a man. Cheryl matched her forward movements
    with energetic back thrusts of her own. Jennifer felt the heat rising
    from Cheryl's ass as her hips slapped against her blushing nether
    cheeks.

        Cheryl moaned in exquisite pleasure as she grabbed the sofa seat
    and pushed her ass back on the dildo as well as she could manage.
    Nothing else in the world existed except the wonderful feeling of that
    rubber cock bringing her to a brilliant orgasm. She only wished that
    the cock making her feel so wonderful was flesh and blood instead of
    latex.
    "Ohhhhhh!.. Fuck me babe!... harder!".. Jennifer obliged her, the sound
    of flesh slapping against flesh became more pronounced as the blonde
    brought Cheryl to the top of her climb and over the top.
    "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmpphhh!" Cheryl tightened herself almost inhumanly as she
    held her bottom up at an unbelievable height. Jennifer pistoned it
    inside with lightning speed while Cheryl enjoyed another come at the
    hands of the older woman.


        Jennifer laid back on the sofa and cradled the brown haired cashier
    in her arms, stroking her wavy mane.
    "I hope you had a good time tonight" Cheryl stirred dreamily..
    "I sure did" she murmured as she cuddled up closer.
    "If you're too tired to drive home, you're welcome to sleep here."
    Cheryl would have told her that she only lived 6 or 7 blocks from
    there. That is she would have told her had she been awake. The young
    woman was now lightly snoring while Jennifer held her in her arms.

        Jennifer got up from the sofa and got a blanket to lay over the
    naked cashier sleeping on the sofa. The evening had gone pretty much as
    she wanted it to, plus a little more actually. Now that she could look
    forward to having Cheryl, as well as Laurie and occasionally Donna to
    reign over, she was cooking up interesting little schemes to make their
    brand of fun just a little more exciting.

        She checked on Cheryl before retiring to her room. Getting
    undressed and into bed after turning the lights out. She reached into
    the drawer of her nightstand and extracted a small vibrator. She
    brought it under the covers as the faint humming started. Jennifer's
    mind filled with pictures of what she had planned for the girls. Her
    face showing the pleasure as the vibrator buzzed against her clit
    sending shivers of excitement shooting through her body.

        Her climax came upon her quickly as she furiously crushed the
    vibrator over her pussy. She muffled the sounds of her orgasm as well
    as she could. Not wanting to wake the young woman sleeping downstairs,
    but not caring if she did by the same token. She relaxed and let the
    waves overtake her.
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                             DECEPTIVE MOVEMENTS
                                 CHAPTER 3

        Jennifer awoke in the morning to the sound of hard rock music    
coming
    from downstairs. She struggled out of bed and found a robe, putting it
    on as she walked from her bedroom and down the stairs. She found Cheryl
    in the kitchen, sitting at the table drinking coffee and tapping her
    feet to the music coming from the stereo.

        "I must confess, i'm not used to waking up to such a cheerful
    atmosphere" Jennifer yawned and poured herself a cup of coffee.
    "Well, good morning! I haven't slept so well in ages. I feel so
    refreshed today". Jennifer laughed at the young woman as she sat across
    from her.
    "Yeah, you sure fell asleep pretty quick." She laughed out loud "I
    really wasn't quite finished with you, but I guess you were finished!"
    Cheryl blushed a little. "You have to understand, being on my feet all
    day.." her voice trailed off.
    "Oh it's no problem" Jennifer said. They sat in silence listening to
    the music and drinking coffee for several minutes.

        "Are you sure you won't get in trouble by not going to work?"
    Jennifer questioned.
    Cheryl shook her head. "No, i've already called in sick.. It'll be no
    problem... Besides." She was excited about the new job "I'll be
    quitting anyway."
    "That's right. You'll like Laurie and Donna" Cheryl tilted her head as
    she looked at Jennifer questioningly.
    "Donna?"
    "Oh.. That's Laurie's assistant. She's taking Interior Decorating in
    school"
    "You mean she already has an assistant?" Cheryl began to feel that she
    had slept her way into this job opportunity
    "Yes, but as I told you last night... she really needs another. I mean
    another beside you and Donna." Cheryl nodded.
    "A lot of work huh?" Jennifer nodded coyly...
    "Why do you think Laurie has been so frustrated?"
    They both laughed then lapsed into silence again.

        Cheryl was naturally curious about the older woman sitting across
    from her. The night before had ignited feelings inside of her that she
    had felt before, but didn't understand them.
    "Have you been doing this long?" Jennifer cocked an eyebrow at the
    question.." Have I done what long?"
    Cheryl turned beet red .. "You know... what we did last night."
    "Oh, you mean spanking?" Cheryl averted her eyes.
    "Yes, that" Jennifer allowed herself a self confident smile
    "About 6 months. I get plenty of practice with Laurie and at the club
    we belong to."
    Cheryl wasn't sure she wanted to know about the club. But she could
    envision her getting additional practice on her. the idea caused her
    cunt to tingle.
    "I felt dirty when I got turned on the last time my daddy did that to
    me" It was refreshing for Jennifer to have someone as innocent as
    Cheryl around.
    "Do you still feel dirty when you get turned on by being spanked?"
    "At first I did... But when Laurie came over I didn't feel like that
    any more."
    "Well, you'd be surprised at just how many people get turned on by that
    very same thing."



        Cheryl looked surprised at that thought.
    "Really?.. I always thought is was weird." Jennifer could see where
    this conversation was leading.. best to set her mind at ease as quickly
    as she could.
    "There's nothing weird or anything wrong with deriving pleasure out of
    spanking or bondage. You really shouldn't worry about it if it's
    something you enjoy."
    "Can I ask you something?".. Jennifer smiled at her.. "Sure"
    Cheryl hesitated a little....
    "How did you know?.. I mean how could you tell that about me?"
    Jennifer weighed her answer carefully....
    "When I caught your eye at the store yesterday, you had a somewhat
    passive look about you. But I really didn't know for sure until last
    night."
    "You mean when you.. did it?" Jennifer laughed
    "No!.. I knew when you knocked on the door."
    Cheryl had a little understanding that.... she had plenty food for
    thought so she decided not to dig for more.
    "Just relax, hon. Nothing is going to happen that you don't want to
    happen." that made the young woman feel a little better.
    "Can I go home and change clothes.. them come back?'
    "Sure, if you want to"
    "Yes!.. There's so much I want to ask you.. but I need a shower and a
    change of clothes"
    "Ok... I'll fix us some lunch.. we can talk then"
    "That sounds great...." Cheryl stood and brought her empty cup to the
    sink... then shyly kissed Jennifer on the cheek before walking from the
    room.

        Jennifer had about 2 hours to herself before Cheryl returned. She
    thought to herself that the girl would need a lot of teaching. She knew
    she would have a lot of fun teaching her, something about the pretty
    young woman made her think that she had really found herself a "live
    one" as it were. She planned on keeping her around as much as
    possible.. she considered asking her to move in. But figured if
    everything went well, she would do so in a couple of weeks.

        Getting Cheryl a job with Laurie benefitted Jennifer as well.
    Perhaps Laurie wouldn't work as many hours with a 3rd person to help
    her. She really did miss her sexy slave. She knew from talking to Ron
    that he was a bit worried about Donna working the late hours... She'd
    promised to talk with Laurie about it, but had somehow forgotten to.
    Not to worry, Cheryl may just be the answer to a lot of problems.

        Thinking it over, Jennifer found a phone book and looked up
    Cheryl's number... She had an idea..She dialed the number and waited
    for her to answer.
    The phone rang 6 or 7 times before a breathless Cheryl picked it up..
    "Hello?"... She must have ran to the phone
    "Cheryl... This is Jennifer.. have you been running?"
    "Yes, I was just leaving when I heard the phone ring."
    "Oh.. glad I caught you. I want you to do something for me"
    "Sure, what would you like me to do?"
    "I want you to pack a few changes of clothes..then go quit your job
    today.. I have something I want to talk to you about"


        Cheryl was silent on the other end of the line. For some unknown
    reason, this woman completely enchanted her.
    "Okay" she said slowly "What is it you want to talk to me about?" she
    asked apprehensively..
    "I'll tell you when you get here, ok?" She heard the young woman let
    out a sigh.
    "Alright.. I'll be there in about an hour"
    "Ok dear, i'll see you then" Jennifer hung up with a big smile on her
    face. A knowing smile at that.

        Cheryl hung up the phone and stood in silence for a moment before
    getting a suitcase and packing 3 changes of clothes.. Then almost as an
    afterthought, she figured she'd better bring her bath and hair
    supplies.  Of course she knew that if she needed, she could always
    return to get more. Making a last check around her apartment before
    leaving. She finally turned out all the lights and made her way out of
    the building.

        When she pulled up outside of the store she worked in, she began to
    get a little nervous. She knew that Brad would be in there and she
    really wasn't prepared to face him like this. The only things that gave
    her the courage to march in there and see him was a 2.50 an hour raise.

        As she thought, Brad spotted her almost as soon as she walked
    through the sliding door. He lumbered up to her before she could take 3
    steps toward the personnel office.
    "Hey!.. I heard you called in sick, you alright?" Cheryl gave him a
    short smile.
    "Yeah, but I have a new job.. Just coming in to quit."
    "Oh, hey are we still on for tomorrow night?" Oh no!.. She'd forgotten
    that they had planned to go out Friday night.
    "I'm sorry, Brad. I have something else to do.. Can I get a raincheck?"
    The young man looked crushed that she was breaking their date.
    "Yeah sure" he said and quickly turned and walked away.
    Cheryl watched with a bit of remorse as he walked away from her. She
    hadn't meant to hurt his feelings but she had things more important to
    tend to. Namely Jennifer.

        Going to personnel was easy compared to facing Brad. In
ten
    minutes, she was leaving the store with her final check in her purse.
    She drove the 3 mile drive back to Jennifer's house both looking
    forward to her new life, and feeling a burning apprehension in the pit
    of her stomach.

        She felt the fear gnawing at her because she had read several
    stories of what mistresses sometimes did to their slaves. Slave!.. The
    thought had only occurred to her, she was going to be a sex slave. The
    thought sent shivers up her spine as she squirmed on the vinyl seat of
    the car. She liked the older blonde woman, but hearing all the horror
    stories had naturally made her a bit scared. A fatal attraction of
    sorts mayhaps, but an attraction nonetheless.


        Jennifer had finished making lunch and was growing a little
    impatient waiting for Cheryl to return. Not that she was upset or
    anything like that. She just couldn't wait to see her plans for the
    young girl unfold.




        Cheryl took her suitcase from the backseat and walked up the
    manicured lawn to Jennifer's front door. She could hear faint movements
    inside as she rang the doorbell. Jennifer opened the door after a few
    moments, she looked down at the suitcase Cheryl carried before inviting
    her in. Cheryl stood just inside the doorway unsure of what to do next.
    Jennifer hadn't said anything except "come on in".

        "Well, did you get everything taken care of?"
    Cheryl nodded toward her. "Yeah, with my last check.. I should be able
    to make it until I get paid again."
    "No worries about that. We'll make sure you make it."
    Cheryl couldn't help smiling at her.
    "Alright, dear. Are you ready for lunch?"
    "Yes! I'm starved."

        For the young woman, lunch was a bit cool. No, I don't mean that
    Jennifer had put it back in the freezer. I mean that the atmosphere was
    a bit cool. Cheryl could tell that Jennifer had a lot on her mind.
    "Is something the matter?" Jennifer seemed to not hear her for a
    second, "Oh no.. Just thinking"
    Cheryl didn't press it.

        After lunch, Jennifer showed her where to put her suitcase. The
    guest bedroom was nearly as big as her whole apartment. She put her
    suitcase on the bed, figuring to unpack later. She wanted to hurry
    downstairs and talk with Jennifer. There were so many things she wanted
    to ask her.

        Jennifer sipped on a glass of iced tea while Cheryl busied herself
    upstairs. She thought to herself that if Cheryl made it through the
    weekend without getting up and walking out, that everything would work
    out just as she had them planned.

        Cheryl emerged from the bedroom and joined Jennifer in the living
    room. She sat down on the chair across from the older woman and waited
    with a mixture of fear and anticipation for whatever it was she had
    said she wanted to talk to her about. Jennifer only asked her one
    question.
    "Are you ready for things to start moving faster than they ever have
    before?" The question started the young girl.
    "I'm.. uhhh not sure what you mean"
    "Do you trust me, hon?" Cheryl nodded. Yes, she trusted her. She was a
    little afraid of her. But she DID trust her.
    "Good, then everything will be fine." She smiled warmly at the pretty
    young woman. Cheryl couldn't help be caught up by this woman's
charisma.

        Jennifer took another swallow of the tea she was drinking then set
    the glass on a coaster on the coffee table.
    "Take off all your clothes, Cheryl" Jennifer told her matter of factly.
    Cheryl was more than a little startled by what Jennifer had just told
    her.
    "You mean.. right now?"




        "There's a few things you and I are going to have to come to an
    understanding on." Jennifer gazed at her, she felt that burning in her
    stomach again.
    "W what's that?" she wanted to know.
    "The first thing is.." She started slowly "Is that when I tell you to
    do something, you'll do it without question.. Understood?"
    This was not the same Jennifer she had been with the night before.
    Something about her had changed.
    "yes" Jennifer nodded
    "Another thing, as long as we are in this house. You will address me
    properly.. without exception. You got that?"
    "Yes ma'am."
    "The third thing, is that unless you are told differently.. You'll will
    remain nude at all times in this house."
    "Yes ma'am" Jennifer stared at the side of Cheryl's head.
    "Before we go any further.. If you're not willing to abide by these
    three rules. You can get your suitcase and leave right now.. Do you
want
    to leave?"
    Yes, she had a choice. If she chose to, she could get her suitcase and
    walk right out of the house. Jennifer would not try to stop her.

        But did she really have a choice?

        "No ma'am.. I don't want to leave"
    "Then get out of your clothes!" Jennifer snapped at her. Cheryl jumped
    from the chair and peeled her t-shirt and jeans off. She hesitated only
    for a moment before removing her bra and cotton panties. Now standing
    nude in Jennifer's living room. she picked up her clothes and draped
    them over the chair.

        Jennifer sat there and admired the young woman's body. Cheryl
    didn't move after she draped all her clothes over the chair. She stood
    awkwardly beside the chair and waited with mixed emotions for whatever
    Jennifer chose to do next.

        Jennifer knew she felt uncomfortable like this, all the more reason
    to get her used to being naked most of the time. Before she was
    through, the pretty ex-cashier would not feel the slightest bit of
    embarrassment at her nakedness no matter what the circumstances were.
    "Come here to be, dear. I want to get a closer look at you"

        Cheryl tried to appear nonchalant about walking across the room,
    but the awareness of being put on display was unshakable. Jennifer put
    her hands on the girl's hips and smiled.
    "It wasn't that long ago that I didn't have to constantly watch my
    weight."  Cheryl looked down at the blonde sitting on the sofa. She
    couldn't believe that Jennifer had problems with her weight.

        Jennifer patted one of her asscheeks. "Turn around for me.. I want
    to see all of you"
    Cheryl slowly turned in place, giving the older woman a close up view
    of her shapely bottom before completing her turn and stood facing her
    again.
    "Very nice, you're a very pretty girl, Cheryl."
    "Th thank you, ma'am"



     Jennifer tightened her grip on the young woman's hips.. she began to
    pull down. "Kneel down for me.." Cheryl did as she was instructed, Her
    stomach still fluttered, more than ever to be truthful. But her body
    tingled for the same reasons.

        Now the blonde ran her hands over the swell of Cheryl's tits.
    Lightly grazing the nipples with her fingertips. Cheryl's lips parted a
    little as a small whimper of pleasure escaped from within. Jennifer
    then took each nipple between her thumb and forefinger and began
    rolling them. Cheryl's breathing became a bit more labored as the
    older woman brought the cherry like nubs to attention.

        "Yes, I can tell you like that"... Of course she liked it, Jennifer
    knew how women liked to be touched... Now she began pinching the
    hardened nipples with increasing pressure. Cheryl's lips parted farther
    as she emitted a slight groan of pain.... Jennifer increased the
    pressure of her pinch, causing the young woman to close her eyes and
    grit her teeth.

        Jennifer pinched harder and harder with each passing second. Cheryl
    tried her best to withstand the mounting pain. Jennifer was going to do
    everything she could to make sure the young woman could not withstand
    it. Her fingers gnashed together, she crushed the sensitive buds
    underneath the ever increasing pressure.

        Cheryl's eyes remained closed. Her mouth opened while a tear
    finally escaped from her eyelids. Her hands flew up and grabbed onto
    Jennifer's wrists. Jennifer only pinched harder and said to the girl..
    "Move your hands!". Reluctantly, Cheryl let her hands fall to her sides
    as the older blonde continued to torture the tender breasts of her new
    slave.

        More tears began to flow from her eyes as the pain became almost
    unbearable to her. Finally, the first sob bubbled up from her throat as
    she could not withstand it without crying out her displeasure.
    "Ahhhhhhh!.. Please stop.. It hurt's so bad!"

        Jennifer twisted and pinched the girl's nipples as Cheryl began to
    audibly cry out in pain. After several minutes of torturous pinching,
    The blonde dominatrix finally let go of her nipples. Cheryl's eyes flew
    open as tears of relief poured from her eyes.

        "You know" Jennifer said to the woman kneeling before her. "It's
    still not too late for you to get your suitcase and leave."
    Cheryl looked up at her through tear blinded eyes. "Are you trying to
    get rid of me?.. I'll leave if you don't want me here."
    Jennifer shook her head. "No, I want you here. But only if you want to
    stay."

        Cheryl couldn't understand what it was the older woman was trying
    to do to here. She hurt her and then told her she could leave.
    "What do I have to do to convince you I want to stay?" She asked her.
    "I believe you, but this kind of treatment will be commonplace.. At
    times worse."



        Yes, Cheryl was painfully aware of the possibility of worse
    treatment. "How... How much worse?"
    "You see, you're having doubts aren't you?" She had to admit that this
    new attitude of Jennifer gave her doubts. Yes, her nipples burned from
    the savage treatment they had just undergone.. But something inside of
    her burned with more force.
    "No... I.. I want to stay".
    "No matter how much worse it can get?"
    Cheryl looked up at her.. "No, no matter what."
    "Fine, you'll find out exactly how mean I can be."
    Cheryl didn't care. In fact, she really wanted it... This is why she
    couldn't bring herself to leave.



                            DECEPTIVE MOVEMENTS
                                CHAPTER 4


        Donna was extremely happy to hear that Laurie had hired someone to
    help them out. She loved the work, but working the amount of hours they
    had been working were beginning to wear them both thin. Laurie did seem
    to be in better spirits today. They only had about 14 hours left to
    complete the house they were working on. Laurie thought that perhaps
    they would take the weekend off after they finished this one.

        She liked the idea of a new person starting just as they were
    starting a new job. Actually, she had a good mind to hire a 4th
    person. This way they could work on two jobs at once.

        In reality, Laurie only started this to keep herself busy during
    the day. The alimony she got from her ex-husband was enough to ensure
    she would live well. Now that she had more work than she knew what to
    do with, she envisioned not working at all. Just hiring qualified
    decorators and running the business from her home.

        Yes, the long hours were wearing thin on both of them. Laurie
    returned from Rio and was delighted to see that Donna had done so well
    in her absence. But leaving home at 8am and not getting home till
    after 10pm gets old rather quickly.

        Donna had long since become a full time worker. She still attended
    classes. but even on school days, she went to work with Laurie after
    classes. Well, Cheryl would be full time regardless. Laurie had already
    decided that they would not work past 5:30 no matter what. No amount of
    money was worth running yourself ragged.


        Cindy was just finishing up a conversation with a client who had
    recently returned from a Caribbean cruise. After hearing the details of
    the trip, Cindy hung up the phone satisfied that the client had a good
    time. In the travel business, it was extremely important to make sure
    all goes well for the clients.  It is important for one to enjoy their
    work. This was no problem for Cindy, being a travel agent was very
    rewarding for her.

        One of her agents informed her that she had a call from someone
    named Jennifer while she was on the phone. Jennifer!.. She hadn't
    spoken to her since they had returned from Rio. She'd meant to call her
    but somehow couldn't find the time. She picked up her telephone and
    quickly dialed her number. It was answered on the first ring.

    "Hello?" Wait, that isn't Jennifer.
    "Uhhh... Is Jennifer there?".. There was a only the slightest pause on
    the other end.
    "Yes, may I ask who's calling?" Cindy couldn't remember Jennifer having
    a maid.
    "Yes, this is Cindy".. The voice asked her to hold the line.. A few
    seconds later, the familiar voice of Jennifer came on the phone.
    "Hello, Cindy"
    "Hi, Jen. I got a message that you called".



        "Yes I did. But first tell me, how are you doing?"
    "Oh!, I'm doing great. How about you?"
    "Real good. the reason I was calling was to see if you had any plans
    for tonight."  No, Cindy planned to spend a quiet evening at home.
    "Nothing, why do you have anything planned for me?" Cindy giggled
    slightly.
    "As a matter of fact, I wanted to invite you and Marvin over this
    evening for dinner."
    "I`d like that. But i'm afraid that Marvin is out of town until next
    weekend. He and Harold."
    "I see. that's ok. You can still come if you'd like."
    "Sure! I'd like that. Any special time?"
    "Well, is 7ish alright with you?".. Cindy thought.. Yeah she could
    leave at 4:30 instead of 5:00 to be able to be ready for 7.
    "Yes. Seven is fine."
    "Great. We'll see you then."

        As Cindy hung up the phone, she realised that Jennifer had said
    "WE'LL" see you then. Hmmm she wondered who else would be at this
    dinner. She couldn't help but squirm in her seat as she knew that
    Jennifer didn't invite you over for dinner JUST to have dinner. She
    allowed herself a smile as she envisioned herself not being able to
    make it to work the next because of the sore bottom she would probably
    have.


        Except for the fact that Cheryl was stark naked, one would not
    think anything different about the two women spending an afternoon just
    lounging around the house. In fact, except for the obvious, there WAS
    nothing different. It had been several hours since Jennifer tortured
    the young woman's nipples. Since then, they'd done nothing except
    consume coffee and watch soap operas. A luxury Cheryl hadn't known
    since the summer after she graduated from High School.

        At around 5 o'clock. Jennifer turned off the television and told
    Cheryl she was going to start dinner. She asked if the girl had brought
    anything except jeans to dress in. No, she hadn't.. Cheryl thought that
    she might be due another spanking because of it.
    "Oh I should have told you earlier, I frequently entertain guests. It
    wouldn't do to have you in jeans." No, Jennifer had only told her to
    bring a few changes of clothes.
    "Do you have any dresses at home?"
    "Yes ma'am" Jennifer considered it.
    "Ok, we're having company at 7:00. Why don't you run home and pack some
    nice clothes? I go out quite a bit too."
    Cheryl had the feeling of somehow being elevated to a higher track.
    This was obviously a woman of wealth. She wondered if the older woman
    would find her skirts acceptable. She decided to take the chance.

        Cheryl went back to her apartment and packed two suitcases full of
    clothes. Most of her skirts were of the mini variety. The longest being
    an unmodest 5 inches above her knees. She somehow thought that a large
    chunk of her new salary would be spent buying new clothes. She didn't
    mind that at all really. her new job would pay her double of what she
    was making now.



        Cheryl returned about 45 minutes after she had left. Jennifer came
    out of the kitchen to answer the door. Upon seeing Cheryl with two
    suitcases, she smiled at her.
    "Well, it looks like you are ready to move in" Cheryl was embarrassed
at
    hearing that.
    "No ma'am! This isn't all of my things. Just a few sets of clothes."
    Jennifer laughed as she stepped aside for the young woman to enter.
    "Well, maybe we'll both go and get everything tomorrow."

        Cheryl nearly dropped one of the bags she was carrying. Was that an
    offer to move in? She looked quizzically at the blonde lady.
    "Do you want me to move in here?" Jennifer nodded
    "If you want to." Cheryl had to admit that it would sure be a lot more
    comfortable here than in her tiny apartment.
    "Ummm, how much would it cost me a month?"  Jennifer appeared to look
    thoughtful.
    "Oh I don't know, Can you cook?"
    Cheryl nodded.
    "Tell you what. this house is paid for. We'll share the chores and
    expenses.. that ok with you?"
    That was more than ok with Cheryl. She could afford it under those
    circumstances.
    "Alright then, You go on upstairs and get dressed. I have to finish
    dinner."
    "Ok" she said and started to walk away. She'd better warn Jennifer
    about her skirts.
    "Oh, listen. All of my dresses are short." She stood and waited for
    what Jennifer would say about that.
    "How short?" Jennifer really wouldn't mind shorter skirts... Just as
    long as they weren't in bad taste.
    "About this short" Cheryl said. Using one of her suitcase filled hands
    to show her exactly how short they were.
    "I'd have to see. Put one on and we'll see how it looks."
    Cheryl guessed that was fair enough. She went upstairs and added the
    two suitcases to the one she already had in there.

        The dressiest skirt she had was a bright red mini. It only came
    down to 6 inches above her knees. She put that one on and hoped
    Jennifer would approve of it. After completing the outfit with a white
    blouse and pantyhose, she went downstairs to show her the outfit.

        Jennifer actually liked the way she looked in the red mini.
    "I'll tell you. It's a nice outfit. It'll be fine tonight. But some of
    the things I do are a bit more formal."
    "I'm sorry, I don't have anything formal to wear." Cheryl said
    apprehensively.
    Jennifer looked the young girl over with a keen eye.
    "You know, except for your tits being a little larger. You and Laurie
    are about the same size. Maybe we can work something out... Anyhow, I
    have to get dressed too. Would you be a dear and watch this to make
    sure it doesn't burn?"
    Cheryl said she would as Jennifer left to make herself ready for the
    evening.

        Things seemed a little too good to be true. She wondered if she
    weren't somehow dreaming. Maybe she ought to pinch herself to see. No,
    Jennifer had done plenty of that earlier.



     Cheryl didn't know it, but Brad was driving up to her apartment
    building just as she was putting her suitcases into her car. He
    followed her at a safe distance and saw where she had gone.
    "So that's it" he thought. She was moving in with another guy. Judging
    by the neighborhood the house was in, Brad thought that she was only
    doing it for money. "That bitch" he muttered to himself. He would pay
    them a visit before too long.

        Cindy took great care in dressing herself the way she knew Jennifer
    liked. Not that she would have minded very much Jennifer not approving
    of something about her. She knew that if that would be the case, she
    would be reminded of Jennifer's displeasure in the most delightful way.
    But she had no desire to push it. For she also knew that Jennifer knew
    when she was being deliberately baited.

        She dressed in a light blue skirt and matching blouse. Jennifer
    didn't care for pantyhose and she knew it. She pulled silky stockings
    over her legs and fastened a garter belt to them. She wondered what
    Jennifer had planned for the evening. Thinking about it, she had never
    been alone with the dominant woman. Always with Marvin or Laurie
    present. She could almost imagine the things Jennifer could come up
    with when she was concentrating on only one person.

        Jennifer dressed in a dark blue skirt and white blouse. She
    returned to the kitchen under the admiring gaze of Cheryl.
    "That's a pretty skirt." Jennifer smiled at her
    "Thank you dear. Would you set the table while I finish up here?"

        Cheryl set the table for 3 people. She wondered if it were Laurie
    coming over for dinner. She was beginning to feel more and more
    comfortable around the older woman. It was clear to her that she was
    now in the best situation that she'd ever been in. She only briefly
    thought of Brad as she finished setting the table for dinner.

        It was about 10 minutes before 7 when the doorbell rang. Jennifer
    opened the door to find a young man standing there, holding a baseball
    bat. Brad was slightly taken back by the attractive woman who answered
    the door. But he quickly pushed past her and walked into the house.
    "Where is she?" Jennifer stood with her arms folded.
    "Where is who?" Brad shot her a look as he looked around the living
    room.
    "Cheryl, that's who!.. I saw her car out there.. Where is she?"
    Jennifer did her best to appear calm.
    "Is she a friend of yours?" She began to wonder if she'd made a grave
    mistake befriending the young woman.
    "Damn straight!. I'm her boyfriend!" Cheryl heard him say that as she
    walked out of the dining room.
    "Brad!!.. what are you doing here?" Cheryl was shocked to see him there
    to say the least.
    "I wanna see the guy you stood me up for. I saw you bring your
    suitcases here." Cheryl started walking across the room.
    "Brad, I don't know what you're talking about.. I want you to get out
    of here and leave me alone."

        Brad raised the bat menacingly. "Where is that son of a bitch?..
    I'll kill him!"



        Jennifer calmly held her hand out. "I'm the son of a bitch you're
    talking about.. Cheryl's aunt." Brad whirled around to face Jennifer
    "Aunt??.. You never said you had an aunt"
    Cheryl marvelled at how poised Jennifer seemed to be.
    "You didn't ask! Besides, I didn't think it was any of your business in
    the first place."
    Brad began to feel foolish. He dropped the bat he carried to his side
    and looked at Cheryl. It was Jennifer who broke the silence
    "Perhaps you'd like to invite your boyfriend to stay for dinner,
    Cheryl?"
    "He's not my boyfriend. Just an EX friend." She shot him an icy glare.
    Jennifer couldn't help but laugh. "He looks to be a bit jealous to me."
    "I'm not jealous' he protested. "I just got mad when she broke a date
    with me. I saw her coming here and thought she was moving in with
    another guy."
    Jennifer shook her head as Cheryl did a slow burn.
    "I am certainly not some other guy. Cheryl why don't you set another
    place at the table?" Cheryl didn't want Brad hanging around, but she
    wasn't going to disobey Jennifer either.
    "Yes ma'am" Jennifer then turned to Brad.
    "And if you'll just hand me that bat, you and I can become acquainted
    with one another."
    He looked down at the Louisville Slugger in his hand. He gave it to the
    woman and allowed himself to be ushered to a chair in the living room.
    Jennifer took a seat on the sofa.
    "So, Cheryl broke a date with you did she?" He was beginning to calm
    down a little.
    "Yeah, she told me that she had something to do."
    Jennifer nodded.
    "Yes, she wasn't lying you know. It'll take a few days to get her moved
    in here." No, Brad had never heard Cheryl talk about an aunt.
    "But why didn't she just tell me that?"
    "I`m sure she had a good reason for not telling you."

        Jennifer had gotten him calmed down. "We're getting ready for
    dinner if you'd like to wash up"
    He got up and went to wash his hands... Jennifer went into the dining
    room where Cheryl was just completing her task.
    "What's the story with this guy?" Cheryl shook her head in wonder.
    "I really don't know. I've gone out with him 2 or 3 times before..
    nothing serious, I can guarantee you that much."
    Jennifer winked at her. "Well, you just leave him to your aunt
    Jennifer"
    Cheryl had to laugh at that. This woman continued to amaze her. Just
    then, the doorbell rang again.
    "Oh well, I hope that isn't another of your jilted boyfriends, hon"
    Cheryl smiled as they both walked from the dining room. Cheryl gave
    Brad another frosty look as Jennifer opened the door for Cindy.

        Jennifer greeted Cindy at the door and invited her in. Cindy gazed
    at Brad as she sat on the sofa, crossing her legs and giving him an
    unintentional view of her legs as she did so.
    "Well, Cindy.. I'd like you to meet my niece Cheryl" She gestured to
    the pretty woman "And her friend, Brad." Cindy said hello to the two of
    them. Brad was totally captivated by Cindy. He clumsily rose to greet
    her. "Nice to meet you"
    Cindy held her hand out. "Yes, same here" she said. She felt him gazing
    over her body as he stood over her. It made her feel good to know she
    could cause that reaction in men still.



        Jennifer noticed it too. Cheryl only wished he would leave. She
    only hoped that he would not ruin the evening for her.

        Dinner went off without a hitch. Cheryl kept mostly quiet as Cindy
    and Jennifer chatted about their trip to Rio. Brad questioned them
    about the city as the meal progressed. No doubt about it, He was paying
    special attention to Cindy.
    "I've always wanted to travel." Brad confessed. Cindy considered him
    briefly.
    "Yes, I enjoy it myself. Although I sometimes travel a bit too much."
    "Oh, you travel on business?" Cindy giggled coquettishly
    "Travel IS my business. At times it can be pretty hectic."

        Cindy was flirting with him, whether playfully or seriously she
    didn't know. Cheryl caught on too. although she didn't want Brad
    around, she couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy herself at all
    the attention he was paying to Cindy.

        "Well Cindy" Jennifer started. "I'm sure you wouldn't be in the
    travel business if you didn't enjoy it."
    "You're right. But those damn fam trips can come up at the worst
    times."
    Brad looked confused. "Fam trips?" Cindy looked him over again. She
    began to feel deliciously naughty at the way she was flirting.
    "Yes, Some airlines offer fam trips to travel agents. They do this to
    promote a new destination or a new tour."
    "And you get to travel to these places when that happens?"
    "Well, more like I HAVE to travel to these places. Fam trips are
    working trips."
    "Hmmm, I wish I had a job like that!" Cindy grinned at him.
    "It's a fun job. But I'd like to spend more nights in my own bed."
    She winked at Cheryl as she said so.


        After dinner found them all in the living room. Now it was Cheryl
    who sat in the chair while Brad sat on the sofa between the two older
    women. Jennifer started to see what she could get happening between
    them all.
    "So Brad, I hope you're not still upset at having Cheryl break a date
    with you." Cheryl looked up as Brad answered her.
    "Kind of, but at least it wasn't for some other guy."
    "Wait a second!" Cheryl jumped in. "Even if it was for a guy. what
    business is it of yours?" She asked indignantly.
    He started to answer but Cheryl cut him off
    "We've only gone out 3 times. You don't own me!" It seemed to Jennifer
    that Cheryl was acting too much the part. She spoke up
    "If it were me she lied to, I would be real upset myself."
    "I didn't lie to him. I just told him that I had something else to do."
    Brad had to admit that she had told him that.
    "Now Cheryl, you know it's not nice to break a date" Jennifer eyed the
    younger woman. Cheryl said nothing at all.
    "Maybe she ought to be punished. What do you think, Brad? She deserves
    a good spanking"
    "Huh?" He stammered. Cheryl felt herself turning red.
    "Oh come now. You stormed in here like a jilted lover."
    "Yes, but..." His words fell off


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                            DECEPTIVE MOVEMENTS
                                CHAPTER 5


        Cheryl sat frozen to the chair she was in. She felt the keen sense
    of danger in the air.
    "Well, if I were you" Jennifer said to Brad. "I would put her over MY
    lap" Oh god!.. Jennifer wasn't going to let it drop. Brad sat stunned
    on the sofa.
    "Don't you want to punish her Brad?" He looked uncomprehendingly at
    Jennifer.
    "Well, if you don't want to.. I'll just have to do it for you."
    Cheryl felt as if she would go through the floor. she couldn't believe
    Jennifer was doing this to her.
    "Cheryl, I want you to go into my room and bring me a paddle." Cheryl
    searched her face imploringly. Jennifer snapped at her.
    "Now you listen to your Aunt Jennifer, Cheryl!" Slowly, unsure of
    herself. Cheryl stood and made her way to the stairs. Jennifer turned
    to Cindy.
    "I'm thinking of bringing Cheryl to the club tomorrow night. I think
    she'll fit in nicely there." Brad didn't know what in the world they
    were talking about. He still didn't quite understand what was happening
    there.

        Cheryl returned with a paddle that resembled a small oar. Jennifer
    saw her and held her hand out. "Bring it to me, Cheryl." The young
    woman held her head down as she shuffled up to Jennifer and handed her
    the paddle. She took it and once again looked at Brad.
    "Are you sure you don't want to do this?" He shook his head.
    "Suit yourself." She stood up and took Cheryl by the arm. Cheryl
    allowed herself to be led to the chair she had just vacated. Cindy
    crossed her legs and sat back on the sofa as she watched.

        Tears of humiliation began to well up in Cheryl's eyes as Jennifer
    sat on the chair. Jennifer smiled up at her and winked as their eyes
    met.
    "Take your pantyhose and panties down, hon." Cheryl couldn't bear the
    thought of someone watching it all happen.
    "Please, i'm sorry!" Jennifer wasn't happy with that answer.
    "Cheryl, are you going to give a hard time, young lady?" Cheryl
    considered refusing the older woman's command. No way was she going to
    give her a hard time.
    "No ma'am" she said in a tiny voice as her hands went under her skirt
    and brought her hose and panties over her hips.

        Brad stared unbelievingly at the scene unfolding before him. His
    pants began to become a little small for him as he watched Jennifer put
    her arm around Cheryl's waist and pull her down over her lap. Cindy
    didn't go unaffected herself. But she secretly wished it was her being
    prepared to receive discipline instead of Cheryl.

        Jennifer slowly adjusted Cheryl over her lap. Once she had
    positioned the girl's ass in the best angle to field the paddle, she
    flipped her short skirt over her hips. Brad felt his cock lurch in his
    pants as the sight of Cheryl's naked ass came into full view before his
    eyes.



        Cheryl pleaded with Jennifer not to spank her as she felt the cool
    air of the room rush over her naked bottom. Cindy's eyes glazed as she
    watched Jennifer raise the paddle and hold it poised over Cheryl's
    waiting asscheeks.

        Brad stole a quick glance at Cindy as he watched Jennifer and
    Cheryl across form them. The first stroke from the paddle made a
    resounding *Crack* and caused a startled "OH!" to escape Cheryl's lips.

        Jennifer brought the paddle down in a steady rhythm. Causing the
    young woman to dance on her lap as she felt the stinging of the paddle.
    Jennifer was not spanking her severely at all. It didn't sting the girl
    as much as her bare hand had done the night before.

        Cindy ground her ass into the sofa seat as she saw Cheryl receive
    the spanking. She reached out and let her hand fall on Brad's leg as
    they watched. The hand startled him at first. But he moved his hand
    over hers as he continued to be turned on by what he saw. Cindy nuzzled
    up to him and brought her lips close to his ear.

        "God that looks so good!" She whispered to him as her hand wandered
    into his lap. Cheryl was feeling all warm and wet as Jennifer spanked
    her with a regular series of loud but mild strokes.

        As Cindy ran her hand over his hardening cock through his pants.
    Brad brazenly put his arm around the older woman's neck and brought his
    lips to her's. Her tongue shot into his mouth while she gripped his
    cock and started to stroke it. Her tits pressed against his side while
    they rubbed against one another. Cindy broke the kiss and looked over
    at Jennifer..

        "Jen.. Can we use your room for a while, hon?" Jennifer looked over
    and saw that Cheryl's spanking had effected them all. Jennifer nodded
    at her. "Just change the sheets after you finish". Cheryl turned just
    in time to see Cindy standing and taking Brad by the hand, leading him
    upstairs.


        Once inside Jennifer's room. Cindy turned on the small lamp on the
    side of her bed as Brad closed and locked the door. Cindy walked up to
    him and put her arms around his neck. "Tell me, how old are you,
    lover?" He let his hands grip her back. "22" She pressed herself
    against him as she giggled. She was only an inch or two shorter than
    he, so her mouth was close to his ear as she nibbled on his neck.. "God
    I feel so naughty!" She breathed in his ear as he moaned and held her
    tighter to him. His hard cock jabbed into her stomach.

        "Ummmmmm" She purred at him.. "Is that for me?" she let her hips
    sway back and forth while she nuzzled his neck.
    "Did you see how Jennifer treats naughty girls?" she asked him. He had
    gotten a bit braver, his hands found the buttons that held her blouse
    together and began to undo em.

        Cindy allowed her blouse to be unbuttoned then pressed her chest
    closer to him. She wanted this guy to spank her bottom and was ready to
    do almost anything to get him to do it. Her hand fell to his hard cock
    and pumped it through his pants.. He moaned and pulled her tighter to
    him.


        She kept whispering in his ear while he went wild in her arms.
    "You should see how hot I get when I get my ass spanked for being
    naughty" She gave his cock a hard squeeze as she said that to him.
    "It even makes me get more naughty!" She giggled in his ear. Giving it
    a wet kiss as she worked his neck again.

        "Did you like the way Cheryl's ass squirmed when she got it
    paddled?' Yes, he liked watching it.. He almost wished he would have
    done it like Jennifer offered. Cindy kept at him.. Not letting the
    suggestion get away.
    "My ass squirms like that too" She told him. He thought that this woman
    was gonna make him come without even getting his prick out of his
    pants.

        "Do you like it when naughty girls get their bottoms spanked?..
    Don't you think that's what should happen when girls are naughty?"
    She was driving him absolutely crazy.. He told her yes.
    She squeezed his cock harder still.. causing him to catch his breath.
    "I'm being naughty, too" she whispered. "Do you think i'm naughty,
    baby?" She was working herself into a frenzy.
    "You should spank me if i'm naughty" she said as she bit softly into
    his neck. It was too much for him to take. His cock suddenly jerked in
    her hand as he exploded. She wasn't disappointed at the quick orgasm he
    had. He was young enough to be able to keep it up.

        She hugged him tighter. "Mmmmmmm that was nice, baby" She said to
    him. "Are you let me get away with being so bad?"... "Are you gonna
    make me get on my knees and lean over the bed?" She dropped to her
    knees alongside of the bed and brought him down with her. She kissed
    him long and full on the mouth, letting her tongue grapple with his.

        She broke the kiss and whispered breathlessly in his ear. "Ooooo I
    deserve a spanking, baby. I'm not wearing panties, lover." her tongue
    flicked over his ear. "This naughty girl isn't wearing panties... You
    should punish me for that".

        She'd done everything short of coming right out and asking him to
    spank her. Now she just held him close to her and waited for him to
    decide to do it. She moaned a little as she felt his hands sliding down
    her back and to the back of her skirt. As his hands moved over the
    smooth material of her skirt, he could feel beneath that she was indeed
    not wearing panties."What should I use?" He asked her.
    "Use your hand, baby. Feel my ass get hot when you spank me." she told
    him excitedly. As she had predicted, he had indeed maintained his
    hardness. He let go of her and moved back a little.

        Cindy's face was flushed as she looked up at him. "You want me to
    bend over the bed?" he nodded at her. She quickly got a pillow and fell
    down over the bed. She laid over it with her bottom facing upward. She
    hugged the pillow to her and told him "I'm ready to be punished, sir"

        He reached out and began to move the hem of her skirt upwards while
    her bottom rotated sensuously underneath him. He watched as the tops of
    her stockings and her bare thighs came into view. Now the round,
    slightly fattish cheeks of her naked bottom came into view under his
    eyes.


        Now Cindy was ready for it. Brad ran his hand over the smooth
    asscheeks while she twisted her head desperately. "Give it to me,
    baby! Spank my naughty ass!" He let a stroke fall on her naked bottom.
    "Mmmmmmmmm ... Harder baby.. I've been REAL naughty!"

        He raised his hand and let it fall heavier. Cindy ground her hips
    into the bed. "Harder, baby.. Make it hurt. Make me beg for you to
    stop!!" He raised his hands higher in the air. Now he stopped and
    watched the woman going wild under him. Her ass rotated, wantonly
    searching for the kiss of punishment to cascade over it. Now he let it
    fall harder.

        *Whap!* the sound rang out through the room. "Ooooooooo Yesssss,
    Like that Baby... Just like that!!" Brad liked the way the fleshy
    mounds jiggled and shook when his hand came into contact with her
    bottom. He let fall another stroke on the other cheek.
    "oooooo gawd. Give it to meee! I can take it.. HARDER!!"

        He obliged her again, letting a swift rain of strong blows fall on
    her upturned ass. It was what she had been asking for, now the stinging
    sensations mounted on her increasingly warming ass. her bottom was
    beating up and down on the bed as he continued to send cracking slaps
    of his palm to the reddening nether cheeks.

        "Oh God.... I'm gonna juice!.. Just like that Baby!.. don't
    stopppppppp!" He kept up the same pace, letting stroke after stinging
    stroke fall on her ass. Cindy stiffened on the bed, Her face buried in
    the pillow she hugged... She was moaning loudly into the pillow as her
    orgasm overpowered her. As he sensed her climax, he stopped slapping
    her asscheeks when he saw her stiffen under him.

        It was several minutes before she turned over and looked up at him.
    "Mmmmm, that was good baby." She sat up and took his hand in her's.
    "We're gonna have to become good friends. Would you like that, baby?"
    Yeah... I think he might enjoy that. Cindy slid off the bed and let her
    hands fall into his lap. "Now let me get this nice hard cock out"

        She undid his jeans and with his help, tugged them from his hips.
    "Wait a minute" He said.. "Let's get naked" Cindy purred up at him.
    "Whatever you want, lover" She helped him get out of his shoes, then
    sat back and watched as he stripped in front of her. His cock stuck
    straight out at her. She reached out to him. "Here, you take my clothes
    off"

        He had already undone the buttons of her blouse. Now he took it off
    and fumbled with the clasp on her bra. She had the biggest tits he'd
    ever seen. Not that he had seen a whole lot of em. He kept staring at
    those big titties as he found the buttons on her skirt and slid it from
    her legs. "Hey" he asked as she kneeled before him in only stockings
    and garter belt. "How old are you?" She giggled and shook a finger at
    him. "Don't you know it's impolite to ask a lady her age?" Shit.. He
    hated that answer.

        "Oh, the way you were acting wasn't exactly ladylike now was it?"
    She had to admit he had a point.
    "No, I guess not" she giggled at him again.
    "So, how old are you?" She briefly pondered holding that information
    out on him.



        No, she would tell him. It would be fun to see his reaction.
    "I'm 38 years young" she announced to him. He looked at her naked body.
    She looked like an older woman, but not 38.
    "Do you.. I mean are you married?" She pouted at him playfully.
    "You know.. you pick the weirdest times to ask questions?" She moved up
    to him and got down on her hands and knees., bringing her mouth close
    to his prick. "You like your cock sucked, baby?"
    "Yeah, I like it" He didn't want to tell her that he had never had his
    cock sucked.  her tongue darted out of her mouth and flicked against
    the head. She quickly lapped up the pre cum oozing from the little
    slit. "mmmmmmm, I hope you got another creamy load in there for me" She
    said as she cupped his balls in one of her hands. He groaned as her
    lips parted and his prickhead was buried in her warm mouth.

        Her tongue fluttered on the underside as she bobbed her head down
    on him. His prick was no more than average size, but it filled her
    mouth nicely. His hands flew to her head and entwined themselves in her
    thick blonde hair as she gave him a very nice blow-job. She slowly
    pushed him backward, until he lay flat on his back. Now she started
    turning, turning until her knees were on either side of his head.

        Brad found himself looking right into her juicy cunt. He saw it
    coming closer as Cindy continued her expert sucking on his throbbing
    prick. He felt her thick bush tickling his chin and his nose was only
    inches from her puckered asshole. "Come on baby.. Stick your tongue up
    my cunt" She said from the other side of the slit staring him in the
    eyes.

        He expected an overpowering smell. He didn't get it. He tested it
    by sticking his tongue out and jabbing it on her cunt lips. Cindy
    ground her bottom lower as she felt the warm touch. He reached up and
    placed his hands on her warm to the touch asscheeks and began to
    experimently lick the crack of her moist snatch. "Mmmmmmm, that feels
    soooo good, lover" She said to him. Spurring him on to further action.,
    he licked down the crack until he felt the object of his searching. His
    tongue became submerged with a tangy, somewhat metallic taste. Not
    unpleasant.. but different. By the way her hips circled when he stuck
    his tongue in her like that, he could tell he had done the right
    thing. She gurgled over his cock as he began to work his oral digit in
    and out of her oozing cunt.

        She was bringing him closer to coming again. She sensed it and
    quickly jumped up. Cindy wanted the next load deep in her cunt. She
    turned and straddled his hips, reaching under her and taking his slick
    prick in her hand. She began to lower herself, using her hand to guide
    the cock to her dripping hole. It skewered her as she sat down full on
    him. It was the most unbelievable feeling he had ever experienced. He
    had fucked before.. But never had he fucked a hotter or wetter cunt.

        Cindy laid over him and crushed her big tits to his chest. She put
    her mouth over his and started grinding her hips against his, bringing
    them both closer to the impending explosion.

        Seconds later, his balls tightened as he held the older woman
    closer to his chest. She sensed what was about to happen and began
    moving with heightened speed. He was groaning into her mouth while his
    second load of sperm began to be propelled into her greedy cunt.



        When Cindy finally collapsed over his lanky body, Brad
    absentmindedly brushed her hair away from her closed eyes. The earlier
    captivation he felt toward this woman only intensified after this
    experience. "Mmmmmm, that was nice" She cooed at him. He had to agree
    that it sure beat the hell out of watching music videos.

        "I've never done that before" he confessed to her what he thought
    to be privileged information. Cindy gave him a vote of confidence
    "Well, you were good. I'd like to see you when you've had some
    practice." Brad shrugged underneath her.
    "Maybe, but I don't know anyone who likes this."
    Cindy feigned outrage.. "WHAT??... You know me don't you?"
    "Yeah" he said defensively "I meant that I don't...." Cindy didn't let
    him finish.
    "You mean that you don't know anyone young enough for you?"
    "That isn't what I meant!" he protested.
    "Yeah yeah" She chided him as she lifted herself away from him, making
    sure her tits were in his face a moment before she rose
    "What's wrong. afraid this old broad is too much for you?" He shook his
    head slowly as he got up and looked around for his clothes. She was
    teasing him and they both knew it. He decided to call her bluff.
    "Well, then maybe you oughta give me your number."  He wondered what
    kind of excuse he would get from her.
    "Are you gonna add my name to your little black book?.. Put a couple of
    stars next to my name maybe?"
    "I don't have..... Well maybe 2 stars" He caught on to the flow,
    finally. She considered him as she put her clothes back on.
    "Alright! Why only 2 stars?" He had to laugh now.
    "Well, I came twice. So two stars" Cindy playfully took a swipe at him.
    Missing by a full foot.

        Cindy hadn't thought of anything more than her present needs. Now
    this guy wanted her phone number. She debated on whether she wanted to
    see him again. She was used to being told what to do. Taking the lead
    like she had just done wasn't something she was used to. But she had to
    admit the end result was just as satisfying to her. The familiar
    tingling on her asscheeks caused her to want to see what might develope
    here.

        "Sure, i'll give you my number. Just leave a message if i'm not
    home." Brad nodded at her.
    "But for right now, I think we better get back downstairs before they
    send a search party." They both laughed as they turned off the lamp and
    walked from the room.

                            DECEPTIVE MOVEMENTS
                                CHAPTER 6

        Cindy and Brad returned to the living room to find Jennifer and
    Cheryl curled up on the sofa together. Both stark naked, and their
    clothes scattered all about the room. Jennifer looked up when she heard
    the footsteps.
    "Well now, I do hope you two changed the sheets!" Cindy wrinkled her
    nose at her.
    "We didn't use the bed!" She giggled at Jennifer who smiled at both of
    them. Jennifer sat up and looked around for her clothes. Spotting her
    panties a few feet away, she got up and retrieved them.

        "Come on Cindy" Jennifer said "Let's go upstairs, I want to talk to
    you about something"  Cindy smiled knowingly. Now she figured she would
    find out what Jennifer had in mind when she called to invite her to
    dinner. She accompanied Jennifer upstairs, leaving Brad alone with a
    naked Cheryl, who was still sprawled out on the sofa.

        Brad looked around the room at all the clothes scattered about. He
    could just about imagine what they had been up to.
    "Your ummm.. Aunt is very interesting" Cheryl glanced at him a bit
    embarrassed at what he had witnessed earlier in the evening.
    "She's not my aunt. Just a friend". His eyebrow shot up.
    "A VERY good friend if you ask me!" he countered.
    "Look, i'm sorry I forgot our date. But it's none of your business what
    I do.. You got that?" She shot out at him, her eyes blazed in her
    anger... Or rather her embarrassment at being caught with her "pants
    down" so to speak.
    "Hey, don't get upset! I was just making a comment." He picked up her
    clothes and tossed them onto the sofa.
    "Why don't you go ahead and get dressed."
    She shot him another warning glance, not at all pleased to have him
    around.
    "No, I don't want to get dressed" She omitted the fact that she wasn't
    allowed to.
    "Suit yourself" he shrugged. But he couldn't keep his eyes off of her.
    The return of Jennifer and Cindy broke the tension as they came down
    the stairs. Jennifer had adorned a long robe.

        Cindy found her coat and put it on. "Well, people. I have to get up
    early in the morning. Guess i'll call it a night." She wrinkled her
    nose at Brad. "Besides, I just can't keep up with you young studs."
    Jennifer couldn't resist adding to that comment.
    "Oh don't let her fool you, Brad. She could probably go all night if
    you wanted."

        The scene in the bedroom had only served to captivate him deeper to
    the older woman. He wondered if she would see him again.
    "Yeah?" He asked.  "That would be kinda nice to see"
    "Yes, wouldn't it though?" Cindy said "You call me and we'll see about
    getting together real soon, ok?"
    "Is tomorrow too soon?" He wanted to know.
    Cindy walked up to him and kissed him lightly on the mouth.
    "An hour from now wouldn't be too soon" She murmured in his ear as she
    seductively let her tongue dart out and graze his earlobe.



        It had worked out just as Laurie wanted. They had gotten finished
    by 4:00 on Friday and were about to take the whole weekend off. She and
    Donna drove back to her house and had gone inside to relax and have a
    drink or two before Donna left for home. They were in the house for no
    more than 5 minutes before the doorbell rang.

        Donna answered the door for Jennifer and Cheryl as Laurie was busy
    changing clothes. "Hi ma'am!" Donna said as she let them in.
    "Well hello, Donna. I'd like you to meet the girl who'll be working
    with you. This is Cheryl". Cheryl and Donna exchanged greetings as they
    all settled in the living room. Laurie made her appearance a couple of
    moments later.

        "Hi!. We're taking the weekend off!" Laurie said excitedly. "I was
    hoping to go to the club tonight. You wanna go Jen?"
    Jennifer laughed at her friend.
    "Funny that you mention that. I was thinking of bringing Cheryl to
    introduce her to a few people. In fact, that's why I came over. To see
    about having her try on all those dresses that are too big for you."
    Laurie thought a moment. "Yeah, I was getting ready to get rid of them.
    Most of em are packed in boxes though. I think we can go get em." She
    gestured toward Cheryl. "Come on.. let's go see what we can find."

        Laurie must of had at least 20 dresses that she was going to get
    rid of. She picked up a lavender ruffled dress and held it up to
    Cheryl "Here, try this one on. It should fit you." Cheryl was becoming
    accustomed to removing her clothes at any given moment. She showed but
    a faint blush as she shrugged off her jeans and t-shirt. As predicted,
    the dress fit her well.
    "Well, I guess I just got rid of these! I'm glad to find someone who
    can use them." Cheryl couldn't believe some of the garments in the
    boxes. Many of them still bore the tags.
    "I. I umm can't afford these" She started to take off the dress and put
    her own clothes back on.
    "Well i'm not about to pay YOU to take them..They're yours.. No charge"
    Cheryl hesitated "Are you sure?" Laurie smiled at the sweet girl
    "Of course i'm sure."
    "Oh thank you!.. I'll find some way to pay you back."
    "Wait till you start working with me" Laurie laughed. "You'll be
    begging to give me those dresses back!"

        Donna was more than a little uncomfortable at the way Jennifer was
    studying her. It was if the woman was looking right through her.
    "Is something wrong, ma'am?" Jennifer shook her head slowly.
    "No, nothing's wrong. Just admiring you" Donna gave her the obligatory
    blush and took another sip of her drink.
    "Ron tells me that he's glad you won't be working late anymore"
    "Yes ma'am. We don't get to see each other as much as we used to."
    "No, I can see to where a late job can do that." She peered over her
    glass at the young girl.. "Or a late boyfriend perhaps?"
    "Excuse me?" Donna asked.. completely stunned.
    "Ron tells me that you usually get home around midnight. Laurie is
    usually home by 8:30."
    "How do you... I don't always go right home." Donna explained
    "Yes, I know" Jennifer smiled at her



        Donna didn't know what to say to her. She only hoped that Jennifer
    would not tell Ron about it.
    "Tell me, how are you going to explain it to Ron now that you won't be
    working late?" Donna looked frightened at the thought of telling him
    that she was seeing someone else.
    "I don't know ma'am" Jennifer raised an eyebrow at her.
    "Well, if I were you. I'd think of something real quick."

        Cheryl came downstairs wearing the lavender dress she had tried on.
    Jennifer did a double take when she saw it.
    "Hey, that looks good on you .Fits well too." Cheryl blushingly made a
    show out of modelling the dress for the older woman.
    "You can wear it tonight if you want. Do you have shoes to go with it?"
    "Yeah! Shoes I have" Cheryl told her.


        Cindy listened to her messages. Sure enough, Brad had called. Not
    once but twice did he leave messages on her machine. She had fun with
    him the night before. But she wondered if he could be somehow persuaded
    to go a bit farther than they went on the previous meeting. Only one
    way to find out, she thought. She picked up her phone and dialed his
    number.
    He answered on the first ring.
    "Hello" He said. He seemed to be waiting for a call
    "Well hello yourself, got your messages"
    "Oh, Hi Cindy. How was your day?" he asked nonchalantly.
    "Pretty good. Look, I need to talk to you about last night"
    "Ok, what about it?" He asked. A little unsure of himself at this point
    "I think I should tell you that what we did... well that's the kind of
    thing I like"
    "You mean all the time?" he asked.. A little disbelieving
    "Yes, i'm completely submissive. Do you know what that means?"
    "Umm You like to be told what to do?" She giggled in his ear. He could
    almost feel her hot breath on him.
    "Among other things, yes. What about you?.. Didn't you like it?"
    "Yeah. but it was a little different."
    "Yes, it IS different. Do you still want to get together knowing that?"
    "Yes" he said eagerly.
    She gave him her address. "I'll be waiting for you" she said as she
    hung up the phone. She would see just how far he would go.

        His cock got hard in his pants just thinking about what had
    happened the night before. He had scarcely walked through the door when
    he had his dick out of his pants and stroking it. Nothing he had ever
    done could compare. And now Cindy wanted to do it again. He could
    hardly wait.


        Jennifer talked Laurie into going to the club with her and Cheryl.
    Well, she really didn't have to twist her arm or anything like that.
    Laurie hadn't been there since returning from Rio. She was more than
    ready.  Jennifer spent the better part of 2 hours explaining to Cheryl
    exactly where they were going, and what the young woman could expect.
    Cheryl thought it was all a little hard to take at first. But as you
    can see, she was becoming quickly caught up in the whole scene.




        Cindy considered making elaborate preparations for the impending
    arrival of Brad, but decided against it. Opting instead for a more
    spontaneous type of flow. The only thing she did do was to take a quick
    shower and adorned herself in comfortable slacks and shirt. After
    making a fast check of her make-up, she made a drink and turned on the
    TV, waiting for her evening's date to arrive.


        Cheryl sat in the backseat of Jennifer's car and listened intently
    to the conversation her and Laurie were engaged in. Laurie was telling
    her how she hoped to meet up with Von Kerr. Jennifer had another idea
    for later that night. But she was going to the club to more or less
    introduce Cheryl to a few people. She was sure that the night would
    turn out the way she wished.


        Brad stood at the address Cindy had given him and listened to the
    television playing inside. He knocked on the door and looked around the
    yard as he waited for Cindy to open it. He heard the television being
    turned off before the door opened for him.
    "Hi Babe, no trouble finding the place did you?" Brad shook his head as
    he studied her face.
    "Nah.. I know this neighborhood" Cindy gestured for him to enter as she
    walked into the house. He followed her and stood just inside the door,
    taking the house in. He kinda stood with his hands in his pockets not
    quite sure of what to do now that he was there. He would rely on Cindy
    to let him know what she wanted to do.

        Cindy, on the other hand, had no intentions of leading the way
    tonight. She would talk to him for a bit then leave the rest up to him.
    She offered him a chair which he gratefully accepted. He felt more than
    just a little uncomfortable standing there. He sat down and tried to
    relax.

        Cindy sat on another chair and crossed her legs. "Well, what have
    you got planned for me tonight, lover boy?" she taunted him.  Brad
    thought for a moment before replying "I haven't really thought about
    it" He bluffed. Cindy sat unmoved and recrossed her legs.
    "Well, i'll tell you what. Whatever you want, all you have to do is
    tell me.. or just do it. But you get no suggestions except to see a box
    of things I have in my room." He nodded as if he understood. He really
    didn't have the slightest idea of what she was talking about.
    "Uhhh, would you like me to get that box for you?" She asked.. knowing
    fully well that he didn't have the foggiest notion of what to do.
    "Yeah, that might be a good idea." She stood up from her chair and
    pointed toward the bar.
    "Well, feel free to make yourself a drink if you want. I'll be right
    back" Cindy left the room and left Brad to himself.


        The three ladies found themselves an empty table and ordered a
    round of drinks. Cheryl sat in complete awe of the surroundings. This
    club had to be the most elaborate lounge she had ever seen. She sipped
    at her drink and studied some of the people in attendance that evening.
    Jennifer was looking around as if she were expecting to find someone
    special there.



        She really wasn't looking for anyone in particular. Just looking
    for the first available submissive to assist her in her idea. She
    spotted 3 women sitting in an opposite corner of the club and
    recognized a girl she only knew as Myra among them. Thinking back, Myra
    was the one who was into the scene heavier than anyone she had known.
    Yeah, she would do nicely. Jennifer excused herself and went to that
    table. Leaving Cheryl and Laurie alone for a moment. Laurie was a bit
    disappointed that she would not be able to have any fun while she was
    there. Jennifer had instructed her not to go into the back with
    anyone.. That they would not be there very long. So her and Cheryl
    chatted mostly about the decorating business while they waited for
    Jennifer.

        Jennifer returned with Myra in tow. Laurie had met her once before
    and remembered that she really didn't care for the woman. Something
    about the way she talked just gave her the creeps. But she knew better
    than be anything but civil to the new arrival. It was then than the
    dominatrix announced her plans for the night.
    "Ok ladies. We're all gonna leave and go to Laurie's house. I have
    something special for you three."


        Cindy set the box down in front of the chair Brad was sitting in
    and returned to her own chair. Brad looked down into the box and
    noticed several things he had never seen before then. Cindy gave him a
    come hither smile while he looked through the contents. The cuffs and
    whips he knew. But there were a few things he couldn't begin to try to
    imagine what they were for. She noticed him looking pretty hard at a
    ball gag. Then watched as he put it aside and then pick up a torturous
    set of clamps Marvin had made a few years before. Cindy closed her eyes
    as she remembered having them biting into her tender nipples and
    cuntlips. Oh how she had cried out in pain when they were applied at
    the tightest setting.

        Brad continued his search through an array of butt plugs,
    vibrators, and a half burned candle. Thinking about it, he remembered
    seeing a movie where a girl had candle wax dripped on her tits. Cindy
    was becoming a bit restless as she watched him rummaging through her
    toys. "Well, see anything that interests you?"
    He looked up startled, almost forgetting that she was there.
    "Yeah" he said slowly. "And you like all of this?" He asked
    "I sure do." she said simply.. restlessly crossing her legs again. He
    had found some pictures that Cindy had forgotten about. Before she
    could ask him not to look at them, he was already leafing through the
    stack. The pictures depicted Cindy in various stages of undress.. and
    in various types of restraints. She got up and made herself another
    drink while he busied himself on the photos.

        He set the photos back in the box and looked up at Cindy as she
    made her drink. "I can do anything I want?"
    She didn't bat an eyelash.. "Anything you want. What would you like to
    do?" he thought for a moment, his cock strained against his pants as he
    had gotten turned on from seeing the pictures.
    "Can I watch while you p play with yourself?" She considered him for a
    second.
    "Is that what you want me to do?"  He nodded...



        "How do you want me to do it?" He shook his head.
    "It doesn't matter".. Cindy let out an audible sigh.
    "Sweetie, you have to tell me exactly what you want.. and how you want
    it."

        Brad was having a bit of trouble adjusting to the situation. he
    understood what it was Cindy was telling him. But somehow, he couldn't
    see himself being forceful.
    "I really don't know what to do" he confessed to here.. feeling a bit
    silly after being told he could do anything he wanted to her.
    "I promised myself that I wouldn't help you tonight. If you can't
    think of anything, maybe you should just go home."


        They stood in a triangle.. Myra slightly on the side of Laurie.
    Laurie on the side of Cheryl... etc.. Jennifer had all three remove
    their clothes and stand in this formation. Each girl was given a
    paddle... Jennifer detailed the rules of the "game" she had in mind.

    "When I say go, you paddle the ass in front of you. When I say turn..
    You turn and paddle the ass in front of you like you did before. The
    loser is the one with the reddest ass when I say stop.. That person
    gets caned across the ass and thighs while the other two play round
    two."

    The thought of getting caned after being paddled sent nervous flutters
    through each stomach as they looked at the girl in front of them. The
    way the little contest was set up, the person one girl would be
    paddling would in turn be paddling them when the order to turn came.

c    "Ok ladies.. GO!"