Date: Wed, 17 Nov 1999 09:45:36 -0800 (PST) From: Selena Anders Subject: margaret-10 Margaret 10 Wednesday Afternoon At about 12:30 the phone rang. It was the vice-principal of Victoria Academy, the twins' school. She wanted to meet with me in two hours, just before the end of school. Alicia and I needed to get dressed for action. We arrived at the school, me in a sever black business suit and my slave in a black taffeta skirt that rustled when she walked, and a sheer blouse that left not doubt she was wearing a very low-cut lace bra. Alicia stood modestly behind me as I presented myself at the school office counter. When I was invited into the vice-principal's office I turned to my slave with the single command, "Come." As we entered the inner sanctum I reached into my purse and removed a number of large zip-lock baggies, and handed them to Alicia. I waited until the vice had introduced herself and Miss Brighton, and the three of us were seated. My slave remained standing behind me until I turned to her and nodded toward the fridge. Alicia promptly went and opened it, then started to remove a small collection of dildoes from the freezer compartment, and putting each into a baggie. The vice and the teacher looked up in horror, and began to rise; but I raised a hand. "Stay where you are, ladies. These items are now evidence, which may find its way into court if you don't co-operate!" Not moving my eyes from my foes for an instant, I continued, "Slave take those items out and put them on ice in the back of the car." "Yes, Mistress!" Alicia was gone in a swish of skirt and a flash of garters holding her black fishnet stockings. "Now ladies," I continued, "I wonder whose pussy juices are frozen onto those delightful looking tools. I also wonder whose fingerprints are on them." The worried looks on their faces told me all I needed to know, so I continued. "You have a rule here that all of your students must wear panties. Very well, you will appear at exactly four o'clock at Madame Sophie's where you will assist my daughters in selecting appropriate underwear." I rose and gave them a little smile, then departed before they could argue. At the appointed time the two educators arrived at Sophie's, and immediately went to the racks of panties and started to make selections. I approached them. "Excuse me, but that is not the sort of assistance my daughters need. We have reserved the largest fitting room. Please see my assistant, just through that doorway." I pointed toward a small archway filled with a heavy blue curtain. At the entrance was a small sign, 'Please remove shoes before entering'. I followed them into the plush viewing room. Everything was deep soft beige carpet, cream brocade draperies, and gilt Queen Anne furniture. The carpet and drapes absorbed sound so well that the silence seemed like it belonged in a cathedral. Alicia quietly stood by a selection of lovely undies that were laid out on a marble table top. The twins, bright-eyed and eager, sat in two elegant chairs on either side of a beautiful third chair which was almost a throne. I seated myself in that chair, making it very clear that I was in charge. I addressed Alicia, "Dear, these two ladies have offered to serve as models for us. Would you please help Miss Brighton get undressed so that she can demonstrate the first item in the 'A' pile? Jessie leaned over and whispered in my ear, and I smiled. "By the way, I am informed that Miss Brighton's first name is Betty." Stunned, Betty simply stood in the middle of the room as Alicia walked up and began to undo the long row of buttons that went down the front of her grey jersey dress. Then Alicia slid her hands over Betty's hips and up her belly to caress her C-cup breasts before parting the grey cloth and pulling it off the teacher's shoulders. Alicia lowered the dress to the floor, gradually exposing the lacy pink bustier that held up those firm tits. My mouth watered as my slave turned Betty around so that we could see her firm ass clad in sexy lace bikini panties. Alicia unsnapped her garters and rolled down her sheer white stockings, then unhooked the bustier and let it fall away. Finally she pulled the panties down to the floor, and I made a note to myself that if all the teachers at Victoria Academy went for this kind of luscious underwear, there was a major market! "I'll take those panties!" I ordered, and Alicia brought me the thin wisp of pink lace. I brought the panties to my nose and inhaled deeply as I gazed at their owner. Betty has a lovely body, similar in proportion to mine. She let herself be led to the table with the samples, and allowed Alicia to draw a red satin thong up her slender legs. Then Alicia led Betty over to stand before me. I reached my hand out and stroked the smooth fabric between her legs, and invited the twins to do the same. A sharp intake of breath told me that Elizabeth's exploring hand had brushed against her clit. "Gee, Mom, do they feel as smooth on the inside as the do on the outside?" I told her to go ahead and find out, so my young daughter pulled her history teacher toward her and thrust a hand down the teacher's panties. As Betty began to moan I suspected where my Elizabeth's fingers were, and when she pulled them out and started to lick them, I was certain. Jessica reached for Betty's hips and guided the teacher over to stand before her. Then Jessie turned the woman around and asked her to bend over. With her teacher's near-naked ass before her, Jessie reached out and started to pull that thong down. Betty began to protest. SMACK! I slapped her vigorously on her exposed ass cheeks. "You will do as you are told!" I barked at her, and her objection died on her lips. Jessie giggled and carried on fondling her teacher's ass, her hand reaching between creamy thighs. "Alicia," I addressed my slave, "This other lady is Amanda. Would you please help her out of her clothes?" Amanda the vice-principal offered no resistance as Alicia pulled her jacket off and started to untie the bow at her neck. She proceeded to gently remove the crepe silk blouse and unsnap the front closure of Amanda's lacy black bra. As Alicia reached for the zipper of the vice's skirt, I told her, "Wait! Suck her tits first!" So Alicia did. Amanda's head fell back and she started to moan as my slave sucked first one nipple then the other. Elizabeth could not contain herself. She leaped up and took up where Alicia had left off, tearing at the vice's skirt zipper and pulling the garment down and off. Again she discovered that Amanda wore no panties, just a black garter belt holding up black nylon stockings. She unsnapped the garters and practically ripped off the belt. "Elizabeth," I said quietly, "Come here and sit down." She gave me a questioning look, so I winked at her to let her know I wasn't trying to spoil her fun. "Alicia, please help our model into the next sample." I ordered. I watched as my slave knelt before Amanda, holding a pair of blue lace undies sot that she could easily step into them. Then I motioned Amanda to stand in front of my daughter. "Well, Elizabeth? What do you think of these?" I asked. She reached out to feel the fabric, and was just as bold as her sister in reaching inside those panties. I reached over and my hand joined hers in the crotch of those panties, feeling the crisp lace and the damp flesh it contained. Our fingers played and plunged in and out of the woman's wet snatch, as she simple stood with her legs wide apart and her eyes closed, moaning louder and louder in her passion. Soon our efforts were rewarded with a flood of woman-juice which Elizabeth and I shared by licking it off of each other's fingers. "Now, Amanda, you musk kneel before me. Betty must kneel in front of Jessie, and Alicia must get on her knees in front of Elizabeth. I knew that the twins were not yet equipped with panties, and I had purposely worn none. So I instructed my girls to pull up their school uniform skirts and to drape their knees over the arms of their chairs. Then I did the same, and in moments each of us had a hungry mouth lapping at our pussies! To one side of me I watched my slave plunge her tongue into Elizabeth's sexy hole. To the other side, the history teacher slurped away at Jessie's pussy. Meanwhile, the vice-principal of their school vigorously sucked my clit in between her lips. My daughters' shrieks of delight must have been clearly heard in the shop, and I was scarcely quieter. The educators and the slave brought our passion to a thrilling simultaneous orgasm. It was so good to watch the looks of ecstasy on the twins' faces. It almost made me want to get on my knees and eat them out too, but the women from the school needed to be taught their lesson. As I leaned back and relaxed, I told them to be sure to lick up every bit of our pussy juices, and not to touch our clits while we rested. Finally I stood, along with my daughters. We smoothed out our clothes, and I addressed the two educators, "Thank you for your help. We will take two each of the panties on display here, and you will pay for them. We trust they will be acceptable at school. Since you are no doubt horny as heck, I will ask the manager to leave you alone for a while as you satisfy each other." "Come Alicia" I said, and as we walked out I glanced back to where Amanda was pushing Betty down on the soft carpet, and straddling her face as they got into a 69. When we got all the sexy panties boxed up, I told the manager that our 'models' were probably getting it on in the viewing room, and she could do anything she wanted about it. The look on her face suggested that she might be joining them. After we left the store all four of us burst into gales of laughter, and headed for the car, and home. I noticed that Elizabeth kept Alicia very close to her. In the car, Jessie sat in front with me, and somehow our talk got onto the subject of my wrestling match with Rhonda the day before. Jessie was visibly turned on by our talk, especially as we were both aware of Elizabeth fingering Alicia in the back seat. At home, Elizabeth walked up to the house with her hand on Alicia's ass, and once inside started to lead her upstairs. Jessie called after her, "Hey Liz, you've been playing with Alicia all afternoon. It's my turn now!" "No way," Elizabeth replied, "It's still my turn." This looked to me like the sort of argument that could only leave resentment in the girls' minds, so as their mother I had to step in. "Both of you cool down!" I commanded. "Come with me to the back yard." Looking a little shame-faced, they followed me out to the grassy area near the pool, with Alicia tagging along behind. I ordered Alicia to arrange tow lounging chairs on opposite sides of the lawn. As she did that, I instructed the twins to stand in the middle of the yard. Then I told them, "Each nipple is worth a point, but only once per nipple. Each bum-hole and clitoris is also worth a point, but only once. You can score a point by licking any of your opponents target areas. The winner will be the first one to score three points. Alicia and I will be the judges, and we will call out the points as we see them. You will wait until I say to begin." I told Alicia to go in the house to get a gin-and-tonic for me, and any drink she wanted for herself. The twins eyed each other with speculative grins. They were exactly the same height and weight, so it was anyone's guess who would win. The problem would be that Alicia would not be able to tell them apart as they scored. The slave returned and we got settled in our lounge chairs with our drinks. "Ready?" I called to the twins, "Begin!" The two circles each other warily for a moment, then Jes' right hand lashed out, catching her sister's blouse and tearing it open as a few buttons went flying. Since the day of their punishment at EROS, neither twin had worn a bra. We had been so focussed on acquiring the panties required by their school, that we had completely neglected breast support. So Liz's open shirt gave tantalizing glimpses of her fresh young breasts, with nipples that were pinker than usual in her exertion. I lifted my skirt, exposing my naked pussy to the fresh air and the late afternoon sun, and began to stroke my inner thighs. Across the lawn, I could see Alicia already massaging her twat. Jessie tried another swipe at Liz's shirt, but this time Liz caught her arm and in a judo-like move propelled her twin face down to the ground. Instantly Liz dropped to her knees and flipped her sister's skirt up, diving to score by licking Jessie's ass. "Point!" Alicia cried as Liz's tongue plunged between her twin's ass cheeks. Liz tried to score again by forcing her head down between Jessie's legs, to lick at her clit. But Jessie rolled away and scrambled to her feet, then leaped back on her sister, knocking her over on her back. Jessie's earlier effort to rip open Liz's blouse paid off, as Liz fell on her back with her perfect tits exposed to the sky. Jessie's tongue flicked across Liz's right nipple before landing on her left for a prolonged suck. For a few moments Liz just lay there, enjoying her sister's oral ministrations, as I scored two points for Jessie. But when Jessie made a move downward toward Liz's pussy, Liz's knee abruptly came up into her stomach, and she rolled away. Liz followed Jessie quickly, kneeling above Jessie's head and bending over to tear open Jessie's blouse. Liz's tits pressed down on Jessie's mouth, but Jessie had already scored there. Alicia called another score, but I shouted back that that was Liz getting licked again. Liz's tongue managed a quick lick at Jessie's left tit, and Alicia cried "Score!" before Jessie managed to push Liz away. Jes scrambled after Liz, trying to lift her skirt. But Liz had her skirt firmly clasped between her thighs, while Jessie's wen flying up around her waist. Liz managed to snag her twin's leg an pull it toward her just as Jessie managed to pull Liz's skirt out from between her legs. Liz's thighs were still clamped together, while Jessie's were spread wide, and Liz plunged her face into her sister's cunt. "Point!" Alicia cried, and Liz relaxed her thighs sot that the wrestling match could turn into a slurp-fest. The twins finished by crawling into the classic 69 position, tonguing each other with the enthusiasm of two adrenalin-charged teenagers. Soon they came, amid great shrieks and giggles, and Jessie rolled away off of her sister. I had to applaud, "Bravo!", and Alicia echoed, "Bravo!" My daughters lay on the grass with their skirts up around their waists and their blouses torn open to expose nipples and pussies to the sun. I walked up to them, pulling off my jacket, blouse and skirt. "Well, Elizabeth, you won the match. Now do you want Alicia^Å or me?" I asked as I stood over her in bra, garter belt and stockings. She was looking straight up into my hot, puffy pussy. "Oh, Mom! I want you!" she cried. So I bent over and gave Elizabeth a hand up. By unspoken consent we headed for the house, and my bedroom. "Alicia," I called over my shoulder, "Pick up my clothes, then serve Jessie as she wishes, and Rachel as soon as she gets home." As soon as we got to my room I spun around to angrily face Elizabeth. "You naughty girl!" She looked stricken, as I continued, "Look at you! You are a mess! You have grass stains on your shirt and your socks, and buttons missing. You will have to be punished. You deserve a severe spanking!" "No! Please Mother! Please don't spank me on my naked young bottom! Please don't spank my naked thighs! Please don't make me bend over and spread my legs while you whip my pretty pink pussy!" "I will!" I cried. "Now bend over the back of that armchair, while I find a stick to beat you with!" With seeming reluctance, Elizabeth slowly bent over the back of my big plush chair, while I found what I needed in the back of my closet. It was a slim yardstick I sometimes use in my sewing. Still dressed only in my lacy white bra and garter belt supporting sheer white stockings, I approached my daughter with my weapon. Liz's ass waved from side to side as she could hardly contain her excitement. I lifted her skirt and draped it over her waist, taking a moment to admire the tight little buns of her trim teen ass. Then I raised my yardstick and brought it down with a loud crack across my daughter's pretty ass cheeks. "Ohhh!" she wailed in surprise at the pain. I gave her half a dozen more strokes as her bum wiggled around, trying to avoid my cane. Her bottom became flushed and red, and I began to move every third or fourth stroke to her thighs. After a few minutes her ass was a bright cherry pink, and her thighs were not far behind. So I thrust my stick between her thighs, forcing them apart. Then I changed my spanking strategy. I began to make each blow land mostly on Elizabeth's ass cheeks, but I made sure that the tip of my tool also made contact with her swollen pussy lips. Elizabeth wiggled and squirmed as I lashed her bum. "Please stop! No more!" she cried. I continued to spank her as tears came to her eyes and her bum became an angry red. "No, no more!" she sobbed, and finally I decided that she had learned her lesson. Elizabeth started to stand up, but I put a stop to that with a vicious slap of my hand on her rosy ass. "Don't move!" I commanded. A long pause ensued as I let that order sink in. Liz's shoulders shook as she sobbed silently, and her delicious naked ass swayed in front of my eyes. Slowly I sank to my knees with my face close to my daughter's exposed pussy. I could feel the heat from her angry blood-swollen flesh. I leaned down and extended my tongue to lick the back of her thigh. Immediately the dampness of my tongue began to soothe my daughter's reddened skin. "Oooh, yes!" she cried in relief as I licked back and forth between her thighs. Slowly I worked my way up toward her ass cheeks. Her swollen labia demanded attention, but I resisted, knowing that once I went there I would never return to the trim gluteus that cried out over the brutal punishment I had given it. As I licked my daughter's ass cheeks, she sighed in relief, even as she attempted to grind her pussy against my mouth. "Please! Lick my cunny!" she cried. I backed off, and gently blew a stream of cooling air against her cunt lips. This turned Elizabeth on even more, and she begged even louder for me to lick her there. So instead I darted my head forward and plunged my tongue into her exposed ass hole. I began to tongue-fuck her there as fast as I could, ramming my head back and forth like a crazed woodpecker. Liz screamed in a combination of delight and frustration, so I kept right on with what I was doing. After several minutes of this, Liz was whimpering and crying out as tears ran down her face. She desperately wanted some attention paid to her cunt and clit, but I was too busy turning her on with my soft tongue in her anus. When she reached back to try to finger her own pussy, I slapped her hand away and continued to suck on her ass. At last, Elizabeth simply broke down and wept, still bent over the soft back of the armchair. Finally I relented and moved away. I drew her to stand up, and then to crawl in between the satin sheets of my bed. She still wore only the cotton knee socks of her school uniform, which I refused to allow her to remove. I continued to wear the bra, garter belt and stockings win which I had enjoyed a successful day. My daughter was still amazingly horny, so we continued to have a very successful night.