Date: Mon, 23 Aug 2010 17:02:45 EDT From: Mikeallanb@aol.com Subject: JENNY Spankings 11 JENNY Spankings 11 ================ In just moments she was back with the cuffs, but no clothes, "You know the rules dad, one dozen no matter what I say. How about Rhonda holding my feet and Laura my hands. OK, I'm ready when you are." Splat! EEOOWWWW! Bad.. Splat! EEOOWWWW! AS.. Splat! EEOOWWWW! Gramps.. Splat! EEOOWWWW! Worse.. She was screaming and crying long after her dozen. Ross had been a `quick study'. "My turn now." That was all Rhonda said as she stripped. Ross and Laura helped Helen-Ann out of the cuffs and laid her on the couch. Ross said, "You can hold your mom's arms, even if you can't walk yet. Laura will hold her feet." In almost no time Rhonda had on the cuffs and was stretched over the end of the sofa. Splat! EEOOWWWW! How.. Splat! EEOOWWWW! Can.. Splat! EEOOWWWW! Stand.. Splat! EEOOWWWW! This.. If possible, she made more noise than Helen-Ann and bounced around more. They removed the cuffs and helped her to lay next to the younger girl. Helen-Ann spoke, "Oh God, dad, that was awful, but wonderful. Thank you. Thank you. Let Laura undress and put on the cuffs, then help me to the floor so I will be able to hold her feet. Mom should be able to hold her hands and stay on the sofa, like I did." Laura was a bit embarrassed to strip in front of her boss, but the thought of her spanking was more important than a little reluctance to remove her clothes, so Zip, she was nude. She put on the cuffs and laid over the sofa arm. Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEOOWWWW! Oh, oh, oh, my ass. Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEOOWWWW! Oh, oh, oh, my ass. Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEOOWWWW! Oh, oh, oh, my ass. Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEOOWWWW! Oh, oh, oh, my ass. Laura DID scream more than the other two, but she was otherwise completely unmoving. Her ass bounced as the strop hit it, but she made no attempt to move. After about the third lash Helen-Ann let go of Laura's feet and stood up, holding onto the sofa. Seeing this, Rhonda released her hands. She screamed and cried, but didn't move a bit. She took her dozen the same way. She was still muttering "Oh, oh, oh, my ass" for several minutes. It took nearly an hour for all three girls to recover. Jenny wanted to thank Laura in a more personal way, so while they were both nude she embraced Laura and kissed her on the mouth. Laura automatically opened her mouth and they let their tongues explore each other. Helen-Ann let her hands stray to Laura's ass and Laura did the same. Finally, they broke apart. Helen-Ann said, "Laura, let's get together some day in private and we can use the razor strop on each other. I can't tell you how much I appreciate all your work in finding it." Laura smiled, "It was a pleasure looking for the strops, and I have a confession to make. I found one more that never showed up on my expense account. I paid for it myself, and I hope to find a boy to use it on me. I'd love to get together with you later, just the two of us. I know we can't spank as hard as your dad, but we could experiment and take more than a dozen, until we get about the same effect." Helen-Ann chuckled, "The experimentation sounds like fun. Let's get together soon, but not too soon." She rubbed her ass. Ross spoke up, "I have a more material reward for you, Laura. On Monday, show up at Steve Blankenship's office. You will be working with his secretary, Stella, who is expecting and planning to resign in about two months time. When she does, you will take over her position. Your salary will be increased as of the coming week." Laura squealed and embraced her boss, kissing him on the cheek. "Thank you sir, and excuse my exuberance, Rhonda. I'm not in the habit of kissing my boss while I'm in the nude, or otherwise." Rhonda laughed, "That's perfectly all-right Laura, I understand. As to all three of us being nude, I recall Helen-Ann saying something about `being dressed for the occasion', and we certainly are." She embraced Laura too, and gave her a kiss that was not exactly sisterly. She let her hands stray down, like Helen-Ann had. She felt Laura do the same. They broke apart and Rhonda said, "I'd like to thank you for my most intense spanking ever. Both you and Helen-Ann got it with the strop from Jenny's granddad, but I didn't." Ross smiled, "By the way, Laura, I mentioned to Steve that you frequently have a tender rear, and may use a soft pillow to sit on. He was very sympathetic." Laura blushed, "Nothing like telling my future boss I'm kinky. Well, that's OK sir, he won't have to wonder what the pillow is for." Laura dressed and soon left with hearty `good-byes'. Helen-Ann spoke, "I would highly recommend that you two go upstairs and have a good fuck. Yes, that is about five you owe me and you can collect right now, so I'll be all ready to take care of myself, since my husband is not here. Let me get the paddle." While she was gone Ross said, "She almost sounded serious when she said her husband wasn't here. I haven't even known her to date in about two years. " Rhonda answered, "Just kidding, I guess, or maybe she wants one." Helen-Ann returned with the paddle and lay over the arm of the sofa. SPLAT!, SPLAT!, SPLAT!, SPLAT!, SPLAT! scream, scream, scream, scream, scream. OHHHHH, OHHHHH, OHHHHH, OHHHHH. "T-t-thank y-you d-dad." Ross and Rhonda left hand-in-hand for their bedroom to take Helen-Anne's advice. Rhonda left her clothes in the den. They ran into Betsy on the way. Rhonda smiled, "Look what he did to my poor ass, Betsy." She turned and bent over. "That was our new razor strop. Helen-Ann got to feel it first." Betsy laughed, "Mister Ross, you are improving. I haven't used a razor strop in years, but I'll be sure to tell Miss Helen how much I'd like to practice on her behind." Helen-Ann went to her bedroom to take care of herself. How she wished her husband really was here! She took a three quart soapy enema, stuffed her pussy with a big dildo, put clothespins on her nipples and lay down on the bed with an absorbent pad under her. She played with her clit and soon had a nice cum. She played some more, adding pressure to her tits by pinching the clothespins. The enema was giving her cramps as the soapy solution worked inside her. She gasped as she had her second cum. She got up and went in the bathroom and took another soapy enema, adding to what she was holding. She took all she could stand. Wow, was she ever full! She went back to the bed and pinched both clothespins very firmly. She screamed. She played with her dildo, pulling it out and slamming it in. She could feel a cum in the making. She moaned, let a spurt of water go and had a lovely third cum. She staggered to the toilet and let go. It took several minutes for the soapy water to be eliminated. Finally, she took a quick shower and went to bed. Soon she was sleeping. A couple of weeks later she got a call from Laura, "Hi, Helen-Ann, how's your ass?" Laura laughed. Helen-Ann smiled and answered, "Cold as a `Witches Left Tit', as Shakespeare, or somebody, said. Do you have a cure for that?" "Any time you are available in the evening. I inherited a little house from my grandmother and live alone. It is an old house with thick walls, on about an acre of land. The neighbors have never complained when I've had play parties, which can produce lots of screams. I doubt we can disturb anyone by ourselves. Bring your strop and we can compare how it feels to mine. Bring your dildo, and any other toy you use. If a week night isn't good, we have Saturday or Sunday. For some reason, I feel like playing this evening, but you may not." Helen-Ann came back, "Now that you've got me thinking about it, I do believe a nice spanking is just what I need tonight. Then a few nice cums would feel good after that. What's a good time?" Laura answered, "I usually don't like a spanking on a full tummy. How about right after I get off work? We can grab a burger later, if we bring pillows. Is 6 PM OK for you?" "Sure, that's fine, and I don't care for a spanking on a full tummy either. Give me directions to your play house." She wrote them down. They terminated the call. She was anticipating the spanking and girl-girl play. She put her strop, nipple clips, clothespins, dildo and enema bag in her backpack. Rhonda was home, so she looked her up, "Mom, Laura and I are going to be very naughty tonight at her place. I'll be using a pillow tomorrow, I'm sure of that, and I'll do my best to see that she does too." Rhonda laughed, "That was a very nice kiss you two shared, as well as an intimate embrace. I should talk, our tongues were dueling too, and I liked the way we felt when our hands were straying lower. I guess both you and I are a little bi-sexual. I love your dad, but I might just give Laura a call some day myself. Ask her how she feels about having a spanking good time with an old lady of twenty eight." "Will do, mom. Is dad spanking you enough?" Rhonda smiled. She never thought she would like to be spanked, but everything had changed in the last few months. She shook her head, "Not really. I guess he isn't used to spanking me and I'm not used to asking. I am embarrassed to just say `please spank me, honey', so lots of nights I'd like him to, but he doesn't." "Mom, all you have to do is pick up the play toy you want him to use and hand it to him. You can make a big deal out of it and get down on your knees and hold it out towards him. He'd probably like that. I bet you could get some action by just rubbing your ass and saying `honey, can you warm this for me'. If you are embarrassed to vocalize your request, just handing the spanking instrument to him should be enough. Hey, I'm outa here. See you later with a sore ass. Maybe you'll have one too." Helen-Ann arrived at Laura' s place about 6:15 and pushed the bell. Laura answered it almost immediately, already in the nude. She said, "Put your clothes on a chair and I'll give you a warm welcome." Helen-Ann started to strip, "Sorry I'm late. Mom isn't getting spanked enough, and we got talking. Then I took the wrong turn." She was nude and held out her arms, which were quickly filled by Laura. They kissed passionately and their hands strayed down until both girls were caressing the other's ass. They broke, and Laura grabbed for a tit. Helen-Ann did the same. Laura put her mouth on Helen-Ann's breast and nibbled on a tit. Helen-Ann moaned and let her hand stray to Laura's pussy. They reversed roles and soon Laura was moaning. They finally ended up on the floor in the classic `69' position with Laura on top eating out Helen-Ann, while getting eaten herself. Helen-Ann spanked Laura, not very effectively, with her hands. They had both been hot to start with, so first Helen-Ann moaned and had a cum, then Laura. They lay on the rug recovering. Laura said, "Now that we have that little foreplay out of the way, shall we spank?" Helen-Ann smiled, "My ass is still cold." "OK, kid, let me show you my dungeon. Take your gear along and don't forget your ass." Laura led Helen-Ann to a door. Stairs led down to a basement, which really was fixed up like a kinky play area. She said, "Who goes first?" Helen-Ann shrugged. "OK, you are the guest, so I'll do you first. I think we'll use overhead suspension. Put on these wrist and ankle cuffs." Helen-Ann complied and was soon almost hanging from the ceiling, with her legs way apart on a spreader bar. "You can move your ass quite a bit, so we may go to the cross. I like this because I have access to you all around." She demonstrated by using a riding crop on Helen-Ann's tits. This resulted in a scream with every lash of the tip. Laura whipped Helen-Ann's tits about ten times each, then really surprised her by giving her a good stinger right on her pussy. This resulted in a lengthy scream. Laura kissed Helen-Ann, " That too much for you honey?" Helen-Ann was shaking a little, but said, "Try it once more in both places and I'll tell you. Hit my tits a bit harder. My pussy too." Laura said, "Good girl. Remember to give me the same or better." She raised the crop and brought it down briskly, hitting a tit with the tip. Helen-Ann jumped and screamed. Laura repeated this ten times on both tits. Helen-Ann made lots of noise but never asked Laura to stop. Laura said, "Now the pussy again. Are you sure you want it harder?" Helen-Ann was shaking more but said, "Hit it until I tell you to stop." Laura brought the end of the crop down on Helen-Ann's pussy, resulting in a jump and scream. A second time with the same results. A third and forth produced even more noise. A fifth and Helen-Ann shook her head, but said nothing. A sixth and she said, "Please make it a total of ten good ones, but faster and I'll try to keep my pussy pushed towards you." Laura lashed Helen-Ann four more times as fast and hard as she could. Helen-Ann had held her body forward, offering her pussy to the whip. The scream was one long one. Laura laughed, "Aren't we having fun! Time for the razor strop? I'll give you a good one with mine, then yours." She swung the strop back and hit Helen-Ann's ass in a very professional manner. Then she did the same with the other one. "Any difference? The leather feels the same to me and I oiled them both like Jake taught me." Helen-Ann shook her head, "They both hurt the same, as far as I can tell. The usual is a dozen, so I guess I'll try for twenty. You are good with the strop, but I think dad, Jake and Roycee are worse, er, I mean they hurt more, especially Roycee." Laura laughed, "When you get talking about a spanking, it is easy to get your `better' and `worse' mixed up. Usual rules, you get your twenty, or do you want a `safeword'?" "You may have to lift me, but I'll go for the twenty." "Good girl." Splat! EEOOWWWW! Splat! EEOOWWWW! Splat! EEOOWWWW! Splat! EEOOWWWW! Laura gave Helen-Ann her twenty, then helped her to the cot in the corner. Helen-Ann had screamed and cried like she usually did when getting the strop. Laura said, "When you can talk, tell me what you think about the stropping. Your ass looks very red and swollen, but I wasn't really paying that much attention when your dad did it to you, and I've never seen what it looks like when Jake gives it to you." Helen-Ann shook her head, "Whee, that was some spanking. Shit, I don't know. I think we estimated about right on the ratio, at least. Each lash seemed to hurt a bit less than the men, or Roycee, but the cumulative pain is about the same. Suppose we have some coffee and let me get my strength back before I tackle your ass, tits and pussy. Wow, that pussy whipping was really intense." Laura laughed, "It should have been, I don't think I can ever recall anyone taking ten. Then those last four were really something. You were sticking your pussy out like you were asking the whip to hit it. Do you think you can make the stairs with some help? We'll talk and have coffee in the kitchen, if you can make it." Helen-Ann got off the cot carefully and was able to walk, if somewhat unsteadily. With help from Laura, she made the stairs OK and then the kitchen. Laura said, "Take the one with the soft pillow. Is instant OK?" Helen-Ann said, "Fine with me. Oh, mom apparently was impressed with your kiss the other day and was wondering if you play with `older' women. Shit, she is only twenty eight, but she had sort-of a sheltered upbringing. She was a virgin until she met dad, and apparently she has never tried any girl-girl sex. I don't know what she would say about tit and pussy whipping, but she already told me dad doesn't spank her enough." Laura smiled, "She sure kissed like she wanted more. Well, so did you, but we had a little too much of an audience. Hey, ask her to call me so we can talk. Maybe she would like you to be with her. We could have a threesome, which can be really hot. On the other hand, she might feel better about it if it was just the two of us. Maybe she rather not have you see my tongue licking her clit. Some people are very private about their sexual activity, and some not. I was real embarrassed the first time I was whipped at a party. I didn't care if they saw the whipping, but taking my clothes off bothered me." Helen-Ann smiled, "I'm a genuine card carrying nudist and a member of the American Sunbathing Association. I started going to the river and skinny dipping when I was ten or so. A friend talked me into it the first time, and when I got my clothes off I realized there were a couple dozen of both sexes in the same state of undress. Then I just enjoyed swimming in the buff. Later my friend invited me on weekend trips to Lawrence Lodge, further down the river. Sometimes I'd be in the buff for four days, like a long weekend, for example. I remember when I was about sixteen spending a whole week nude. Her family took a vacation and dad let me go with them. I only told him recently that it was a nudist resort. I challenged dad and mom to visit for a weekend. I'm a member on my own since I was eighteen, so I can invite them as my guests. You too, if you want to experience nude living for a few hours or a whole weekend." Laura said, "Hey, that would be neat. Yeah, let's see if we can't spend a weekend there soon. I don't think I would be embarrassed being nude if everybody was nude too. Hey, have Rhonda call. I am small and probably look younger than I am, but I'm almost twenty three. I'd love to initiate her into girl-girl sex. Oh, I like boys too, particularly if they like to butt-fuck me. That really turns me on." Helen-Ann smiled, "If you like butt-fucking I would think you might like enemas, as I do. Hey, I feel better. Let's see if I can wreck you and we can both try my bag, which I just happen to have brought with me." Helen-Ann soon had Laura suspended. The first thing she did to Laura was give her tits ten each, which resulted in a good deal of screaming. Then she took a cane that was hanging on the wall and gave her pussy a good one. This resulted in a window rattling scream. "Poor little pussy has been neglected. Do you want more, little pussy?" Laura was shaking, "OK, kid, put a gag in my mouth and give my pussy ten more just like that." Helen-Ann happily obliged. There was some noise around the gag, but nothing like the first time. Laura fainted after number eight, but she got ten anyway. Helen-Ann had noticed some ampoules of `smelling-salts' on a shelf, so she took out the gag and broke one under Laura's nose. Soon the older girl was coughing and crying. "Sorry, honey, but you fainted on me. I think I may have cheated a bit. I think that cane is worse than the crop. Remind me, and you can give me one on the pussy with it before I leave. You OK now? Enough for tonight?" Laura shook her head, "I'm more-or-less OK except for a broken pussy. Do my tits and on to the strop." Helen-Ann enjoyed whipping each tit ten times and using the razor strop twenty times. Laura had made a great deal of noise, especially over the strop. She helped Laura to the cot. "Talk when you feel like it honey. In the meantime I'll get something from my gear and be right back." What she got was her big enema bag. She filled it at the sink in the kitchen, adding three squirts of liquid `Ivory' soap. She returned to the basement with the bag, which was overflowing with suds. She found a hook on the wall about the right height and hung up the bag. "Are you with us again, Laura?" Laura didn't move but said, "Add a busted ass to the pussy. I guess I have to agree with you. Each lash wasn't as bad as from your dad, but it was a damn good spanking." Helen-Ann took her tube of K-Y and put some on Laura's asshole. She then put her finger inside. "Like that, honey?" she moved her finger in and out. Laura moaned and moved her ass around. Helen-Ann then greased up her Bardex nozzle and had it in Laura without her knowing it wasn't her finger. A few squeezes of the bulb and it was inflated inside Laura, who moaned her approval. Helen-Ann got the cane, just in case, and turned on the water. Laura moaned a bit more, then realized something strange was happening inside her, "What the fuck are you up to back there?" Helen-Ann said, "If you like butt-fucking so much, you are going to just love this nice big bag of hot soapy water." Laura tried to move, so Helen-Ann gave her a good stinger on her already sore ass with the cane. "You get every drop, sweetheart, or momma spanks you." Laura tried to put a hand back there, so Helen-Ann gave her a real screamer with the cane. "Naughty little girl needs to have her ass cleaned out." She put her hand on Laura's pussy and started to massage her. Soon Laura was moaning from the cramping of the enema and moaning from the heat in her pussy. Laura got fuller and fuller, but hotter and hotter. Helen-Ann slipped nipple clips on Laura, resulting in two `ouches'. The bag ran out and Laura was getting hotter and hotter. Laura shrieked, "Spank me, whip me, cane me. I want to have a cum right now." Helen-Ann gave Laura a good stinger, while trying to continue the massage. Laura shrieked, "Harder, harder." So Helen-Ann gave her a series of stingers, keeping up the massage. She felt Laura's pussy contract, so she removed her hand and gave Laura a real solid screamer with the cane, something she couldn't do and massage Laura as well. Laura screamed, had a lovely cum, squirted some water around the balloon in her ass, said softly, "OH YES, YES." She then fainted. Helen-Ann lowered the bag below the cot and let as much of the enema flow out as she could. She was able to get about half out of Laura when she woke up. She shook her head, "Never have I had such a good cum. Are you letting all that lovely soapy water out dear? Please let me have it back for awhile." Helen-Ann put the bag back on the hook and the soapy water flowed back into Laura, who moaned with the cramps but made no attempt to stop the flow. "Sweetie, would you bring down another quart or so of that lovely stuff? I' m not full enough." Helen-Ann found a pitcher of about two quart capacity in the kitchen and filled it with hot water, adding two squirts of `Ivory'. She returned to the basement. Laura was moaning, so Helen-Ann asked, "Do you still want more?" Laura said, "All I can take, honey." She looked at the soap suds running over the top of the pitcher. "Pour it all in. I'll tell you if I'm going to burst." She was starting to look pregnant, but she kept taking more and more. Finally the bag was empty and she was very full. "Oh, that feels so good. I guess I don't have any more room in my tummy, and I have to go poo-poo something awful. Would you please help me to that old potty in the corner? " Helen-Ann hadn't even noticed the bowl until Laura mentioned it. She had wondered how she could get Laura to a potty in her expanded state, without leaving a trail of brown water on the rugs. She took the bag with, her, so the balloon was still inside Laura, who was not too steady on her feet. She got Laura on the potty and let the air out of the balloon. The nozzle shot out of Laura, followed by a gush of brown, soapy water and a large turd. Much more of the same followed. Finally Laura appeared empty, but Helen-Ann knew from experience that more usually followed. Laura was partially recovered, so she returned to the cot under her own power. Helen-Ann instructed, "Lay on your left side so your colon can drain, and don't be surprised if you have to go poo-poo once or twice more. That was a really big enema and it got way up in your colon." She kissed Laura tenderly on the lips. "I'd love to have an enema just like that one, right now." She rubbed her tummy. Laura said, "It isn't that late, and I can give you one if I can rest and get it all out of me. Take it on your tummy, then I can get to your pussy and spank you, if you want that to make you cum." Helen-Ann smiled, "That's a deal sweetie. I've never had anyone handy to spank me when I was full of an enema. Let me get my dildo and I can started heating up the old sex box." She brought down the whole pack, since the bag needed re-packing later anyway. She lubed up the dildo and stuffed it in her pussy with an "OHHHH, I love you." About that time Laura streaked for the potty. There was the noise of expelling water, followed by a big fart, then more water and a smaller fart. "Have you been before, or was that your first return trip?" Laura shook her head, "I went potty while you were upstairs, so that is the second return." Helen-Ann nodded, "That's probably it then. When you start to pass wind like that, you are usually very nearly empty. Now let's fill me up." They took the bag and the pitcher to the kitchen and got them overflowing with suds. Back in the basement Helen-Ann instructed Laura, "Grease up your finger and stick it up my chute. Then grease up the tip and it should go right in. Stop when the collapsed balloon is just inside me. Then give the bulb three full squeezes, but no more. You can actually break the balloon. Oh, it feels like you just inflated it. You can turn me on now. Ah, I can feel my tummy filling up." She played with the dildo. "Hey, where are my nipple clips? I brought the set that get tighter if you pull on them, which I plan to do. Ouch, you found them. Ouch, you found the other end too. Now if I give a good pull, OHHHHH, that hurts so good." Laura gave her a few lashes with the cane, but no screamers yet. She got fuller and fuller. With a gurgle, the bag was empty. Laura quickly added the pitcher. Helen-Ann started to pant. She stroked the dildo in and out. " Spank me please. Ouch, thanks. OHHHHH, thanks." There was another gurgle, indicating the bag was empty again. "Hard, HARDER, OHHHHHHHHHHH." She had a lovely cum and fainted.