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Weekend with Elaine Ch. 01

By: clarepanties



Well, a very nice surprise has come along. A very old girlfriend has invited me over to her place in Norfolk for "an interesting very long weekend" in 10 days time. Instructions are to follow. The last time that we spent together was more than interesting and definitely explored some new experiences for me, and also for her. And it is some of this that I will share with you here.

Elaine and I have known each other since University days. We went out with each other for a few years but didn't get around to marrying, though it did come close. We would probably have separated anyway, but our lives have certainly been interesting in between times and in how we have developed. 

Elaine is very close in age to me (being the same year at Uni) but she still retains her looks and size from those days, perhaps a little fairer in her hair than the brown she used to be and a little more around her bottom. She's 5ft 4 tall, a size 4 to 6, small breasts (34 small B), pert nipples and a lovely little bottom.

We met in our first year and were soon like rabbits at each other, and we both thoroughly enjoyed exploring sex together. My cross-dressing didn't feature particularly highly in the mix, partly with the size difference, and I guess just the phase of life, even allowing for my previous experiences in this area. 

Apart from being very good friends and going everywhere together, we had a lot of fun and sexually, Elaine was very much into giving oral, being oralled, watersports (not so much my cup of tea), anal sex, toys, and we had explored some aspects of restraint and the dom/sub scene. We also had sex in a number of slightly more unusual places than the normal, such as in a car park near Loch Lomond in full view, though it was raing; so I guess there was an element of exhibitionism in her mixt. We hadn't reached the stage of actively exploring our bisexuality; that was to come later; we did though fantasize of such scenarios.

As to the intervening years, we had kept in regular contact by letter then e-mails and the occasional call. Elaine married, went off to Suffolk, had her family at a fairly young age (now grown up) and was involved as a director a substantial company. She divorced before I did and I was one of her confidantes to bounce things of. And she was highly supportive of me when my turn came around.

We hadn't met for a number of years, but as I came out of the whole affair, our e-mails got a little more sexual in nature and 'exciting' as we shared our interests and fetishes together. All of this has led to us meeting up occasionally for a weekend involving good food, walks and a lot of sex. This has been mainly on her terms so up to the weekend I am to describe, she hadn't seen me fully dressed or never played with a gurl.

Sexually, Elaine is great; she is very fit, knows what she wants and enjoys, and very open. She enjoys sex for sex's sake rather than romance though she has one. I know that she has had a few 3-ways and that she is still into all the activities I described above but now she is happy with a woman, though her preference is men. She loves masturbation and has a substantial number of toys; I have added a few to her collection and I too have ones that we have shared. 

I said that Elaine is very fit. She loves prolonged sex sessions and getting very open and wet. She has amazing kegels and several times we have 'knotted' together with Elaine on top as my cock remains hard in her cunt and we verbally share our fantasies and thoughts. 

She loves being taken in either her cunt or her arse and enjoys having a vibrator in there as well as feeling me in her other hole. She does have (to that point in time) an unsatisfied desire for double penetration and also for experiencing a massive cock at some point. Her kegels are such that she can manipulate a cock to the top inner are of her vagina and also to be able to pull off some interesting fucking by lowering herself up and down on a cock so as to literally frig herself to an orgasm. Her cum is fairly heavy and both her clitoral and vaginal orgasms are pretty intense. Taste-wise and aroma-wise she is not that intense as some girls that I have known, but she is always pretty wet and can 'seriously orgasm' when really turned on. 

So a final description, a lovely nice cunt, not that heavily pubed, more of a natural strip. A well defined labial area and a nice protruding clit when it is erect, and a lovely puckered anus, devoid of any hair.

She is always lively company and has a lot of interests from cooking to horses and various sports. Her dress sense is fairly conservative being an English countryside girl and she has never been one for exotic underwear or lingerie. And, as far as I have known over the years, she has always preferred female jams over a nightie. 

We e-mail each other about 5 times a week; most of it is irrelevant to this experience but the salient point is that obviously I get to hear some of what she has been up to sexually and the same is true the other way, and especially when we are feeling frustrated or whatever.

In mid January, I got a 'sounder' of whether I would be up for a long weekend at the end of February and that this would be at her house, rather than the previous time when we met up at a lovely little country inn in the Peak District. I responded with a yes, and nothing really was said until early March when I received a small parcel with a letter in it from Elaine; her writing is pretty distinctive in style so when it arrived, I knew it was from her. 

I opened it up to read the title "You are to be my Sexual Servant for the W/End of March..." and Dear Clare (she knows my name and a lot of my experiences in this area as well as my want to become increasingly feminised even to the point of surrendering my male life to the right woman or man). She reiterated the invitation and the date and then "if you accept, by e-mail please, then you will spend the whole time with me as Clare."

"As you know, I have never seen you dressed and when I do, I want to see what you can achieve and not allow (my name) to interfere. Therefore acceptance of this invitation will entail the following:

* The whole weekend to be spent dressed as a woman. You will arrive as a woman and leave as a woman. 

* I will treat you to food, wine and other things as you have covered the previous two weekends. There are some things below that you may need to buy or arrange beforehand. 

* That you will be my sexual servant and that I will use you in whatever way I see fit. You will not engage yourself sexually with anyone else between now and our time together and you must refrain from self-relief for a minimum of 5 days beforehand. I will not put you in compromising situations that I am uncomfortable with, but I may decide to push your/our limits.

To this end you will:

(i) Arrive only in women's clothing and shoes. You may wear unisex clothing, but it must be of a female brand; however, I would prefer you to be as feminine in your dress as possible. You should also carry a handbag of your choice. I would prefer that you arrive by rail as this will mean that you have to travel in public and cross London as a woman. I would suggest arriving in Cambridge on the xxxx (mid pm) train from Kings Cross.

(ii) You will carry no men's attributes in your luggage, other than shaving gear. Even your deodorant and other items must all be female. I'll have the requisites in to make sure your pussy and my pleasure tunnels are clean. 

(iii) You should be fully prepared as to smoothness of your skin, and your nails (both feet and hands) should be manicured and done. You should obviously do the most you can with your hair. You will wear your breasts and these should have been fixed so as not to come off for the weekend. I am looking forward to seeing and feeling them.

(iv) You should have your clothing for leaving and your time here. For here, I would suggest a couple of skirts for evenings, appropriate tops and shoes, and possibly some wool one pieces and leggings as it is still cold. However, you must bring a black silk blouse, preferably with a frilly or Peter Pan collar and also the following dress. (Here there was a picture and an outlet in my town that stocked it; I'll leave the details for later)

(v) A minimum of three pairs of stockings, preferably Wolford, two black or charcoal, two pairs of tights (one ribbed and in black).

(vi) All lingerie to be in white, pink or cream. At least two bras will be underwired and two soft to give me a selection choice, also include one sports bra (and I would suggest matching panties), one matching set to include suspender belt or a waspie. Two silky nighties, one long and one medium length. I also want you to source a pair of white/off white/skin-tone panties like I used to wear at University and that you enjoyed feeling me under my skirt. M&S carry something very similar. (Elaine used to like to wear these slightly shiny satiny feel briefs and I enjoyed getting my hand under her skirt and feeling her bottom and sometimes cunt, and often in public such as flicking the back of her skirt up and 'going in'.)

(vii) Bring at least three vibrators, including my favourite black butt plug one (this is about 6 inches long and like a series of rings). Two should be chrome or glass, as I only want to use heavier toys in our pussies. 

(viii) I want you to mail me a cutting of your hair. Soonest please.

(ix) Open the small parcel and wear it during the whole trip.

Please send back your acceptance of this invitation and conditions by e-mail.

I opened the envelope and inside was a small present and inside that, a gold chain necklace. On it, to go across the nape of my neck, was a large gold and amber bead and joined up gold lettering spelling "I am Elaine's"

I admit that time couldn't pass fast enough. Most of the items I had but some shopping was needed and obviously for this dress that she had seen and it was very different to what I normally wore.

The evening before I packed and prepared myself, having also had a salon visit for my nails and some waxing. I duly fixed my silicons on, this time, just about a full B small C cup. I didn't sleep that well with the anticipation of what was to come. 

Next morning I showered, shaved, made up (lightly) and breakfasted. For my lingerie, as per instructions I decided to go for a fairly plain white bra that had a small white cross just under the cup join and this was matched through my white hi-brief panties where the cross was at the front top, and to wear tan pantyhose.

For my clothing, I went for a cream Massimo Dutti silk blouse with a rounded collar, a pair of Kookai caramel chamois-like pants, and then a muted fuchsia cashmere sweater with a drop neckline that revealed the top of my blouse, my chain and down to my breasts. Shoes were low heeled (I guess about 1 and a half inch) leather sandals by Banana Republic to match my outfit. I wore a couple of bangles and a ring that I had found at Topshop, so nothing expensive but they looked good. My handbag was a tan Radley bag, nice and spacious for those little accessories and wallet, phone etc. I didn't forget the necklace and that was last on. 

On with my coat (as it was still pretty cold) and I went for a dark grey one with a slight sheen I have and a (faux) toned light brown fur lining down the edges, sleeve cuffs and hem of the coat.

I had a taxi take me to the station, onto the train and then into London Paddington and another tax over to Kings Cross. I admit to feeling exposed as this was the first time I had travelled by public transport but I didn't sense any overt glaring which I guess is, firstly,a testimony to what level I can achieve and, secondly, by dressing nicely and conservatively and to the environment you are in (and the same for make-up), you draw less attention. I even ventured forth for some refreshments from the M and S store.

So all this was fairly non-eventful and I arrived in Cambridge a couple of minutes late and came out of the station to look for Elaine. She was there but she did do a double take when she saw me, despite having seen photos of me completely dressed up in the past. She came across with a huge smile and we swapped a cheek to cheek kiss.

"Wow, oh wow," was her reaction. 

We headed to the car, dropped in the luggage and jumped in, only to go a short distance to park up just off the main street. This was to get some tea and have a chat, and then Elaine wanted to go shopping for something for me that she had found so I had to do the try on for sizes.....more on this later. 

She couldn't get over how I looked in the flesh and the 'deception' that I could pull. As she said, the only thing I had to watch was voice tone and a little on walking gait (to get my legs even a little more in front of each other so there was more wiggle behind), but my shape (especially my bottom), hands and (lack of) adams apple were all pretty good. 

From shopping we walked down the street and then into a commercial yard and into a salon.

As we entered, Elaine said to me "Here's your first surprise for the days with me. I have arranged for you to have hair extensions and that will help you look even more convincing than you already are, hence why I needed a cutting of your hair. Jenny is an old friend of mine and I have told her a lot about you."

Jenny met us and led us through the salon to the back. I sat down and she went to work firstly wetting my hair and then she set in to place eight pieces of 16 inch real hair that was an amazing match in colour and held a slight curl to it all. This was a first time for me with real feminine hair and I loved it.

Conversation was between the three of us, with a glass of white wine at hand, and largely about my experiences and also hair care (not to be too hard in washing it) and in brushing it. Elaine said that she would help brush it out to get me on the right path; (Elaine's own hair is more of a "fluffed up" bob style.)

At the end of it all, I had to twirl and get the feel of it and the sensation of hair down to my breast line and extended over my ears was tremendous. 

"We should get your ears pierced, so you can wear a lot more than you do with clips." 

I was wearing simple gold clips by the way, but these were now largely covered by my new style, which was best swept right to left and particularly sexy when over my left shoulder. I gave them each a big hug and a kiss,

We headed back to Elaine's village, some 30 minutes away on the Norfolk/ Cambridgeshire/Suffolk border. Her house is a large old cottage, detached, in some nice gardens, and has 5ood-sized bedrooms including her lovely feminine master bedroom.

I have stayed there a number of times in the past 2 years, so I know the layout and where things are. We pulled in and unloaded the luggage and bags and having done that, Elaine came across and gave me a long lingering kiss, her tongue to my mouth.

We opened a bottle of NZ wine and poured a couple of large glasses and I answered a range of questions that she had about my dressing. I had to describe the salon, also fixing on my boobs, and how I felt. I also tried teasing out of her weekend plans but she was pretty evasive about them.

We then headed upstairs to Elaine's bedroom as she wanted to "inspect that I had met her conditions" – which I had duly fulfilled. She proposed that we would have a quiet evening and that I probably wanted a shower and to change out of my travel wear. We would head out to eat at a local pub restaurant, within walking distance of the house, so we could both have a few glasses of wine. She would unpack my clothes while I was in the bathroom and lay out what she wanted me to wear.

So off to the bathroom I went and peeled off my clothes, hose and bra/panties and took a nice short shower (with a shower hat on to protect my extensions.

It was amazing showering my naked, hairless, body, knowing that I had such long hair. Elaine had always enjoyed a naked mons pubis and we used to shave each other at University.

Shower finished and toweled off, a touch of make up and lipstick and it was back into the master bedroom, naked in a bathrobe with my hair hanging down.

Elaine had already gone downstairs but she had lain out on the bed what I was to wear. This comprised of one of the soft white bras and the "university" satiny full brief French style white panties, the black ribbed hose, the black Peter Pan collared blouse, and then something I hadn't seen before which was a very, very short plait tartan style (green and black) skirt. This turned out to be her daughter's (who wasn't petite at about a size 14). Then my black 'muletto' heels that I had brought with me and a black long cardigan (not mine). 

I slipped on the soft bra and immediately felt more exposed as it meant my breasts had more move to bounce around. I went to put on the panties which soon had my boy-clit going hard at the memories of these wonderful items on Elaine all those years ago. 

And then the blouse, the hose and finally the skirt; this gave me the feeling of being hugely exposed underneath and that I would have to be very careful with my legs, though I did have the advantage of having the ribbed pantyhose on as it was pretty cold outside.

I lightly brushed out my hair and brought it over my shoulder so it hung down onto my left breast, and then some perfume. I grabbed a black bag I had and I headed down to find Elaine had changed into a similar short skirt and ribbed hose, with a green blouse and jacket on. 

She gave a deep smile when she saw me and passed me another long kiss, taking advantage to slip her hand under my skirt and into my hose to feel my panties on my bottom. 

"Very nice indeed," she purred through her lips, "But later, let's go and eat." We put on coats and headed out into the cold air, arm in arm, down to this local pub/restaurant. 

Dinner was fun and we had some good wine and we didn't have to drive! We had a nice quiet table and were able to gently tease each other. This had been the norm at other dinners we had had before. 

At one dinner, I had Elaine go to the Ladies and insert a vibrator that was then controlled by me, and also a butt plug with a similar control. We had gone for walks after dinner and then coffee with me playing with the sensations and intensity of feel inside her cunt or arse. Another time, I had her insert Ben-Wa balls and then changed them out for a larger pair as we stood on the cab line in front of the Savoy Hotel, one very cold January evening – she was in a fur coat.

This time she turned the tables and after desert she suggested I went to the Ladies and have a pee. I had to pre-prepare myself with this heavy chrome plug that she gave me. Inside the plug was a 'solution' that moved with my movements of my bum. 

I came back to the table and Elaine was smiling. We had another coffee (after all we didn't want to fall asleep straight away) and a cognac each. Elaine was whispering to me that she wanted me under her, pleasing her with my tongue and nose.

Elaine settled up the bill and we started to head out, however she had us go by the Ladies which were near to the back door. Inside told me to remove my pantyhose. She took hers off too and we put them in our bags. 

"I want you to feel really exposed underneath against the cold air." 

So we went out and I must say I felt all but naked as the cold air moved around under my very short skirt. We were walking back when I felt Elaine's hand come under the back of my coat and under my skirt to feel my panties, just as I had done to her to tease her all those years ago.

"Stop and lean over that bench," she ordered. 

I did and I could feel the very short skirt ride up on my bottom and my hair was hanging down in front of me. She leant over and kissed me and then came behind me and started to play with my panties, my bottom and to wiggle the plug in me. 


Weekend with Elaine Ch. 01



Then Elaine moved in front of me and lifted her skirt and ordered me to feel her. My surprise was that her black panties felt very similar to those ones she used to wear, and very much like the ones I was wearing. 

"Feel my cunt." 

It was already very wet as I ran my fingers over her pussy through the pantie fabric and indeed she had already inserted what turned out to be a small glass plug cum dildo into her. She pulled back from me, straightened herself and I did too, we kissed deeply and then headed back to the cottage and inside to the warmth. 

"Clare, can you get a couple of glasses of cognac and close up. I'll head upstairs as there are some things I want to prepare and then you come up." 

So I did as requested and about 5 minutes headed up to her bedroom. I walked into the room which was now lit by candles and a fire in her fireplace. I noticed she had laid out my long nightie along with a pair of her cream jammies on an armchair, along with a couple of robes and matching white panties. Next to her bed was a pair of boxes I recognised from before as her toy containers. 

Next to that was a new contraption which was I presumed a form of queening box (my ex having acquired us a different style one when we were married). This was on a padded mat in front of the fire.

"Mmmmm, come over here, I want to slowly strip you and feel you" and Elaine beckoned me in for a long kiss. 

I kicked my heels off and her hands moved to undo my blouse. They then moved over my soft bra, feeling and playing with my breasts as she continued to kiss me and also they ran through my hair. Eventually, I felt her hands moving behind me and undoing my button and zip on my skirt. I let it fall on to the floor and stepped out of it; her hands wandered over my pantied bottom to caress it and then over my boy-clit.

"Now me, she stepped back and was quickly down to her bra and panties. 

In the light, I could see that her panties looked pretty old and very much in the style of what she used to wear. 

"Yes, it is what you see;I have kept a lot of my clothing and underwear over the years, and I was able to unearth one of my original Uni panties, possibly a pair that you actually played with. Now you can pleasure my cunt through them." 

I could now see that she was already very damp as her moisture climbed up the front of her panties.

"Into position with you" and I lay down on the mat with the fire flickering on us.

My head went onto the box, my hair cascading out as were my breasts in their white casing. I looked upwards as Elaine moved in to stand above me. 

She opened her legs and moved down to sit on the box with the underneath of her cunt clearly outlined in its satiny pantie encasement, opening up right above my mouth and her clit right in front of my tongue and nose. I moved to run my tongue over the material and the outline of her labial crack and the start of a long evening of mutual pleasure. 

Her familiar scent came strongly through and I started to enter seventh heaven as she slowly gyrated her bottom to control my pressure and breathing. 

Her hands danced over my sides, and behind her towards my panties. She arched herself backwards over my breasts and, in doing so, gave me fuller access to her pantied clit.

She then stood up and teasingly lowered her panties above me, took out her glass plug (and presented me with thatso as to take in her sticky pre-cum).

She turned around and lowered her bum onto the box and into a deeper position for my oral servitude of her love holes, beginning with the bottom of her clit area and allowing me to gradually work my tongue backwards. 

I could feel her getting excited and could taste it on her as her cum worked itself up in quantity flooding over my nose, shin and into my mouth. 

"Ok its time to start your real servitude and she lifted herself off the box and asked me to lie on the mat. 

She leant over to her toy box and pulled out this new cock and head harness, called, I was to find out later, an "Accommodator." 

This comprised of a 6 inch cock with reasonable girth that was suspended off a two-banded latex harness which she put into place behind my head. There is a strap that goes behind and one also around my neck so as to hold the pleasure penis upright off my chin. My tongue and nose was left free to continue its oral stimulation of Elaine.

With this chin cock in place on me, Elaine lowered herself for a third time onto this cock right in front of me and started to ride it. Her bottom was right over me leaving my tongue to rim and penetrate her sticky anus as her juices emanated from her cunt down over her perineum or via my mouth and nose.

Despite it probably looking somewhat bizarre and amusing with this cock coming up from my chin, it was quite something to be right under Elaine watching her cunt ride up and down and respond to her phallic friend, and to be able to lap her cum as it merged on each uplift of her thighs and bottom.

Elaine started by slowly controlling her movement up and down this penis, maximising my view of her cunt and its new friend and allow me to stimulate her further with my tongue. 

Her pace of fucking herself on me gradually picked up and she was soon frigging herself to her first intense vaginal orgasm of the evening. When the wave hit her, I could see her cream emerging out of her cunt and down onto my mouth. 

As she came off her quivering high, she commented "Mmmmm, we are going to have some fun with this and I have another one to try out later for comparison!" 

Elaine rolled over and grabbed a cushion to slide it under her tummy, pushing her bottom into the air.

"I want you to prep my bum with your fingers and tongue and some lub, and then let's use that chrome vibrator of yours in there." 

I moved into position and started to please her, finding out that my new hair was falling over the place. I pushed it back into its now familiar left side over my shoulder and went to work, gradually opening her arse to 3 fingers (I have fisted Elaine before but this was going to be too soon in the weekend).

Taking my chrome 7 inch, I eased it into her love channel. This has the advantage of having a bulb at its base and also a 3 speed vibrator. Elaine was purring with this and I know what in many ways she prefers having her back channel full, rather than her cunt. And certainly to have it filled before she slides a cunt toy in. 

"Your turn now." And Elaine moved over to beckon me into the same position and as I did, she slid home her Feeldoe. I had bought this for her as a pressie before, as they are tremendous and, secondly, with her cunt control, I knew she would be able to handle it and get a lot of pleasure from the bulbous head in her vulva.

I had bought her the Stout version, not only as it is black, but also as it has a thicker girth than the original. 

Elaine kneeled down in front of me and beckoned for me to suck her cock. From this, she moved behind me and took my panties and lowered them.

She pushed my hair away from my back so it was partly across my face, and she used her fingers and lub on my boy-pussy. Then I felt her moving over my back and her cock pushed into me, past my lubricated boy-cunt hole and deep into me.

She started to fuck me, the movement of which stimulated her bulbous end and also her anal vibrator, frigging itself against her vulva plug.

It wasn't long before she was thrusting hard and coming to a high orgasm. She lay prostrate on my back for a couple of minutes and then withdrew herself from me and motioned for me to turn over.

Elaine removed her Feeldoe but left her anal vibe in its home, and climbed on me and fucked us both to orgasm, with me exploding deep into her as I felt my next door neighbour playing its part in taking Elaine up her mountain. 

Elaine stayed on top of me as we wound down, her arse splayed wide on me and her breasts just under mine. My clit stick still remained fairly hard and deep in her.

She occasionally tongued me and played with my breasts and my fingers went to stroke themselves over her bottom and around to her anus. We shared little intimates and the joy of the Accomodator. 

She teased me about becoming her sexual slave and how she was going to use me for keeping her cunt clean and to make sure her lingerie and toys were immaculately kept. But, principally, how I should become a girl with just one function in life and that was to be the bearer of chin and head harnesses for dildos and to be always there for her pleasure, or her girlfriends. She started to gently fuck me again and it wasn't that long before we were cumming again. 

From this, we pulled ourselves apart, went to the bathroom and climbed into our new, fresh panties.

Elaine put on her cream pyjamas and I took off my bra and donned my long white nightie.

Elaine motioned me to sit on the bed and she spent 5 minutes gently brushing my hair. What a feeling this was. 

She gave me another lingering tongue to mouth kiss and said, "One more thing." 

Out came those panties that she had been wearing and next thing was that she had them over my head, my nose to her crotch and the aroma of her cum mingled with her cunt juices came through. 

She tightened them up behind me with a pink ribbon. Elaine was more than aware of my fetish in this area. 

"Now to sleep" and we tucked in to the double-King with its white bed linen and with the fire still flickering in its grate.

I could feel Elaine holding me from behind with her left hand and her right down over my panties as I took in her subtle intimate essence with each intake of breath. 

It didn't take long to fall asleep.



Weekend with Elaine Ch. 02



I came to next morning not knowing what time it was. The sunlight was up so it was gone 8am (in fact it was gone 9). 

Elaine's intimate smell from her panties the night before entered my senses once again, not that I didn't like this. In fact, I sort of sighed and let her wonderful smell pervade my senses.

I could feel my long hair strewn out. I just lay there contentedly and dozed back into a light dreamy sleep. The next thing I sensed was Elaine undoing the ribbon and removing her Uni panties from its place of creating servitude. 

I really came to when Elaine climbed on top of me and ordered, "Clean out my cunt, Clare." 

She quickly pushed her naked pussy back onto my mouth and her anus onto my nose to perform the pleasurable duty. This wasn't a particularly new thing as Elaine had always enjoyed a cum or two first thing on the morning, even when we were students.

Her firmness and speed of action, though, did take me by surprise. I duly complied and she was very quickly writhing against my tongue and I could taste that familiar cum. It wasn't long before she was juddering, pressing and grinding her bottom even more into my face and forcing me to breathe in her scents and be bathed in her love juices.

She sat there on me not saying anything other than a purr or two, still presenting her bottom wide open towards me as her juice leaked out for some 10 minutes, before finally climbing off me and the bed.

"Mmmm, that was really good Clare, and just what I needed. I want you to go downstairs and make some coffee and I'll straighten things up here and get our clothing ready for today. Could you take down our used lingerie and I would like you to wash it for me? There's also a pair of black panties in the laundry basket that you can wash to."

I put on my robe, brushed out my hair quickly, picked up my two pairs from yesterday and Elaine's including the Uni ones and went downstairs. Coffee, juice, cereal and some fruit on the go and I got the hand washing done in her utility room, not missing the chance to inhale the gusset of the black panties (as Elaine would know that I would).

I hung the lingerie up, got the toast going and called upstairs that things were ready. "I'll be down soon."

Elaine appeared still in her pyjamas and her matching robe to me. We had a leisurely breakfast with the papers, and Elaine opened her post.

"Ok, time to get ready. Head for the bathroom and get a light clean and a little light make-up, nothing too much needed for the daytime."

"I'll use the other bathroom as if we were together, I might need you to service me again. I do want you to help dress me though."

We met back up in Elaine's bedroom. 

"Take off your robe, Clare, and come over here." 

Elaine slipped her robe off.

"Now help me with my bra." 

And she handed me a plain black bra. 

"Kiss the inside of the cups and then my nipples." 

I obeyed and duly helped her into her bra.

"Now my panties, kiss the places where my pussy and anus will sit and then you must kiss both of my love tunnels." 

I kissed the inside of her plain black boy-short panties and Elaine bent over and opened her legs so I had to kneel down and worship her. 

"Now help me put my pantyhose on" and Elaine gave me her black hose.

This was followed by her blouse, an olive-green one, and then brown cord pants. Finally, she put on brown boots and a thick darker brown jumper. 

"Now for you." 

Elaine pulled back the cover of the bed and handed me my white sports bra. She helped me into it, her fingers lingering on my nipples. The effect of the bra was to flatten me out a little.

"Bend over!"

Elaine started fingering my anus with a little cream. She inserted the chrome plug that I had worn the night before and then helped me into my matching sports panties, the fabric of which held in the plug. Over this went dark brown pantyhose. 

"And your clothing, this is a present from me. Firstly, your top." 

Elaine pulled up a creamy cotton shirt from Gap that buttoned all the way up and into to a small, very feminine, rounded collar. Elaine positioned my necklace so as to hang out over the collar and down my chest, making the "I am Elaine's" very prominent.  

After this came a pair of pale green jodhpur pants from Next with tight legs and a low slung waist. These were pretty tight and pressed on my bottom and crotch (thank goodness for the elastomer of the sports panties to keep me hidden).

Elaine then produced from under the bed matching Urban green suede booties with a wide turnover above the ankle, almost rather pixie-style in effect. The boots had thick laces that I did into large bows. 

"I also have a couple of other things for you," she said. 

Out came a wonderfully soft matching green padded cotton parka from Asos. And a green and silver studded/buttoned pull-draw bag from Dorothy Perkins, the green being slightly darker than the parka and my pants, along with the finishing touch of a wide green and white enamel bangle. Elaine got the hairbrush and gave my hair a quick brush and slipped it into a ponytail with a matching green elasticated ribbon. A quick 'sprits' of one of her favourite perfumes from Estee Lauder and we were ready.

A couple of small things needed to be done down stairs and I put some items into my bag and we were off on out in the car. Elaine had donned a casual riding jacket. 

We were in the car for some 15 minutes before we swung into this lane and up to a horse farm. 

"I keep my horse here and, yes, we are going riding, at least a short one."

Elaine had been a fairly accomplished rider (in more ways than one!) at University and I have been known to get on a horse from time to time. 

So we went in, got her horse and another ready and off we went. Now this was the first time I had ever been riding with a rear plug in and given its liquid core, the sensations of the horse set off a nice sensation in my channel down there.

We were on horseback for some 40 minutes before getting back to the stables. We dismounted and got the horses tack off, saw to the animals and turned them back into their respective stalls. Elaine took me by the hand and we headed into one of the tack rooms to get a coffee.

We entered the room and closed the door to keep the warmth in (I didn't see Elaine lock it), no one else was there. It was a typical tack room with boot racks, saddle racks on the wall, along with piles of crops, whips, bridles and all the accoutrements of riding.

The place wasn't exactly neat and tidy, but it was pretty clean and there was an old hessian carpet underfoot. There were a couple of work-benches, tables, coffee tables and old armchairs and sofa and other 'odds and sods' including, for some reason, a low level pummel horse.

There were boxes everywhere and, oh yes, coffee in the pot and a fridge.

We poured some coffee and slumped into the sofa. As it had been cold out, the coffee was welcome.

We chatted about the ride and Elaine thanked me for sharing the exercise as her horse needed the exercise. She snuggled up to me, lent over and kissed me, once again her tongue probing my mouth. 

"You looked really good on the horse, quite the horse-girl in your outfit and I loved the pony tail down your back, emerging from your hard hat."

"I bet that plug felt good in you and I hope you are nice and open down there as I want to use you, my Clare." 

Another kiss and she turned closer to me and started to undo the buttons on my blouse.

"Don't worry, the door is locked and the other girls are out and will be for some time."

Her hands explored my breasts and I let her take control of me. Soon she had me out of my blouse and pants off, followed by my hose and finally my bra, just leaving me in my panties and with the plug still in. 

"Now get me out of my clothes and down to my panties."

So I helped her as we continued to kiss furtively.  

As we completed her undressing, Elaine then said, "I have another little surprise here, help me with it." 

She led me over to the table and pulled a box and a small bag out from under the table. They had her name on.

"I left them here yesterday and in the box, you will find my new heavenly toy. I'm in 7th heaven with it." 

Out of the box we lifted this 'half barrel' structure which was fairly heavy, owing to its motor and flywheels in the barrel. It was about 2 to 2 and a half feet long and overall, curved in shape, I would estimate nearly 2 feet high. 

On the top was like a soft saddle, with a handle at one end and in the middle a flat area with a slit hole. Elaine quickly assembled the rest of it and laid out the accessories.

It was what is known as a Sybian and, in essence, an automated sex machine. Various phalluses of different sizes and girths can be attached to this upward rod mechanism and a woman can then sit on the saddled and be pleasured. As it is powered, the pace of the fucking can be set from 0 to 120 strokes a minute and controlled from the saddle. 

Each latex cock comes on this flat plate and in front of the cock there is a large studded area , allowing the woman to get intense stimulation on her labial area as the movements rock her. Two of the appliances that Elaine had in the set included bulbous ends for vulva pleasure and there were a couple with double penetration capability. Obviously a boy-gurl such as me also could be pleasured.

(If you haven't seen this before, I suggest a google on Sybian and there are video-clips out there on girls coming to the big O on the machine; they are truly wonderful and well worth the expenditure). 

Elaine fitted a large dildo onto the saddle and added a little lub.

We positioned the Sybian on the coffee table and Elaine led me back towards the sofa. 

"Now you, I want you take off my panties, slowly and no touching of my clit." 

I got on my knees and slowly slid her panties down her thighs and her legs. I could see Elaine's clitoris emerging from its little hood and moistening up. I could also smell her sex, intermingled with the horsie aroma that her crotch had been recently subjected to.

Once she was out of her black boy shorts, she slumped back into the sofa, pushed her mons pubis up towards me and indicated me to please her with my tongue. I went to my task, starting slowly using my tongue and nose to explore her little crevices and to bring my submission to her pleasure. She was soon whimpering with her first clitoral climax.

"You are such a bad girl, Clare. I ought to punish you for this – and for having enjoyed the pleasure of my old juices on those black panties this morning."

"Onto the pummel horse with you, your breasts downwards and your head towards the Sybian."

I climbed onto it and got into the requested position. Out of the bag, Elaine took two cuffs and secured my arms downwards. Then she took a pair of old panties out opened my mouth, turned the panties so that the gusset was up and so that I could see it was incredibly well stained and duly gagged me. I could immediately taste her.

This was followed by the panties she had been wearing, which went once more over my head, my favourite mode, so that I could take in her now different aroma of her juices co-mingled with the hint of the horse-riding. 

Elaine came behind me and I felt her removing my plug. She produced a large glass dildo with a flat base and slid it home; this had me gagging against her dirty panties in my mouth. She pulled my white Playtex sports panties up and then secured my legs down the sides of the horse. I was helpless and at her total mercy.

"You misbehaved so let me see." 

She walked across the room, back to her bag and pulled out a paddle and then she picked up her riding crop with its little leather strip end and walked back slowly and behind me. 

She kept me waiting and then I heard the swish of her crop and the sting of it hit me through my panties, forcing me to bite against her stained gusset and my nose pressed deeper into the panties she had just been wearing, her scent pervading my brain. 

Five more lashes, not too hard but enough to make me lurch forward and then she took the paddle to me which was a different more diffuse effect. 

"That's enough, even if you hadn't sniffed my panties this morning, I would still have beaten you as you are my possession and to be used as I see fit." 

"Mmmm I feel I now need a fuck." and Elaine climbed onto the Sybian and slowly lowered herself onto the prominent cock, giving me a full view of her and her front, as she began to take her first pleasure from the cock gradually sliding in and out of her wet pussy. 

She turned it on, slowly at first to build up her pleasure, and the Sybian adjusted its fucking speed and Elaine's excitement grew. I could see her labia and clit engorging themselves, indicating her mounting pleasure spasms. Five minutes later and Elaine came hard, twice in rapid succession, her body shaking with pleasure and her love juice coming out heavily.

"Your turn," as she climbed off.

She came across, removed my restraints and gags and finally my panties and glass dildo that had been prepping me. She led me across to the machine and helped me on, just with a little lub but largely using her still sticky cum as the sexual grease. Once I was impaled, on went the machine and, God, was it sensational as my love channel was efficiently plowed, with Elaine gradually upping the speed. I didn't last more than 5 minutes before hitting my big O.

Elaine helped me down and we cleaned the toys and packed the machine. 

"We are taking this back to the house as, I don't know about you, I want more of this." 

"Now, let's get dressed and get out of here. Oh by the way, I have got some fresh laundry for me, and I have this for you." 

She went into her bag and out came a bag. I opened it and pulled out its content which shocked me. I looked at Elaine.

She said, "Yes I want you in these. Remember you are mine this weekend" They were a thin transparent plastic top and panties set, both in pink. The top was a plastic cami with a white piping and straps, the bra part was defined with a pink 'shaping.' The bottom of the cami was also finished with the same white piping. As to the panties, they were conventional briefs with white piping on the leg cuffs and on the waist. Otherwise they were totally see through in pink and left nothing to the imagination front or back, or even underneath. 

"You can even pee and poop in them if you wish, I don't mind the former, as you know. Now put them on for me." 

I duly climbed into them and they felt a little cold and clingy, which is what Elaine wanted. 

"Nice, I like them on you,"

She felt my breasts and bottom through them. 

"Ok, get dressed," 

We put on our clothes, tidied up our makeup, a spray of perfume and Elaine brushed through my pony tail. Elaine took her panties that she had been wearing and used on me as well as my 'gag' and dropped them into a ziplock bag that then went into the 'toy' bag. 

"I think we should keep these fresh for later." 

We carried the Sybian out to the car and retrieved our bags. 

"I think we should go by the supermarket and a farm shop and then grab some lunch in a nice little pub I know. Some lunch and a glass of wine would be good. And then perhaps a nap as, I don't know about you, that took it out of me."



Weekend with Elaine Ch. 03



We headed out of the stables and did our shopping for dinner. Elaine mentioned that a friend of hers would be coming over and that this friend knew about me, so there wasn't anything to worry about. A good shop, a look in a couple of clothes shops (nothing bought) and we went on to this lovely little country inn for a nice, light lunch washed down with some wine.

Elaine was driving so she only had two glasses and she insisted I had the rest of the bottle of white wine. We had a little desert and a couple of coffees. It was all very relaxing and, I must add, I was pretty sleepy. I could sense my plastic underwear and it was a little uncomfortable as it felt a little moist in the warmth of the pub. I have worn latex before but never had any sensations like this before.

Elaine got the bill and suggested that we get back to the house. It wasn't that far and we were back in about 10 minutes and on pulling in, we unloaded the Sybian and got it upstairs. We set it up and I got a good inspection of it close up. We laid out the accessories, duly commenting on them. 

I suggested looking in Elaine's toy boxes but she said that they were out of bounds to me as they were all under her control and decision to use. We went downstairs unloaded the shopping and took Elaine's bag upstairs. Into the bedroom again, and Elaine suggested that I climb into my other nightie (the medium length white one that had a bodice to it - she called it my "day nightie)" and she clambered back into her jammies. We kept our underwear on and it felt a little unusual being there in my nightie with the plastic on underneath. I fell asleep, being held by Elaine. 

I woke up about 45 minutes later and lay there for a few minutes. I was just about to jump up and go to the bathroom when Elaine said,

"Hold it, Clare, if you need to go, just let yourself go into your panties, the piping on your panties will hold it in, one of the reasons I got this for you."

I should explain here that Elaine has always had an interest in watersports and toilet-play. Our first time was at University in a shower and we often indulged in this in baths and showers; she loved me to pee over her and her comment was that she loved the feel of the urine flowing over her breasts, down her navel and over her mons pubis and her bottom. She loved the taste too. For me, watersports has been very much 'take it or leave it', though I have had a couple of women friends whose urine was delicious, especially on orally cleaning their love areas up. Men's pee I don't really go for, though one boyfriend did taste pretty good.

So, on Elaine's instructions, I lay there and let go, filling my panties with my warm pee. It was a funny sensation being there with this liquid flowing around my bare crotch (remember I was pube-less) under my nightie. Elaine looked under my nightie and started to play with my boy-clitoris.

"Come onto the bathroom, but don't let it out. I want you to lie down in the bath with no nightie on. But first, let me take some photos of you." 

This done, I went through to the bathroom, slipped off my nightie, and got into the bath. The feeling of my pee flowing around me was very odd but not off-putting, and in knowing that Elaine loved pee play.

I was already in the bath when Elaine came through. She was carrying what looked like a glass dildo, some form of vibrator and something else which was all tangled up with it; I couldn't completely make out exactly what it was.

"Push yourself up the bath a bit, Clare." "Now, open your mouth wide for me." 

From behind me, she leant over me and placed this object into my mouth and fixed it behind my neck. This was a mouth restraint. Let me describe it. At the front, it was like a stiff leather oval ring forcing the mouth wide open. Size wise, it was about 3 inches across and also 3 inches vertically This sat comfortably on either side with two lateral 'wedges' that protruded into the mouth by about an inch and a quarter . These protrusions would not allow the wearer to bite down on the restraint and thereby close his or her mouth; however, the wearer could still use his or her tongue to serve their mistress (in my case). 

The top side and bottom side were rounded and sat on the teeth and behind the lips. There was a leather strap on either side about an inch width that was pinned into the front ring and they came behind in a secure buckle and could be padlocked. The idea was to comfortably force the sub's mouth wide open for oral pleasure, taking a cock, a dildo or whatever. Elaine got this into position on me and it was pretty obvious for what purpose it was intended. She took off her jammies and removed her bra and, slowly, lowered her black panties. From her cabinet, she took some silicone lubricant and put that by the side of the bath.

Elaine climbed into the bath, lowered her head and kissed me through the leather mouth restraint. She ordered me to lie completely flat in the bath and stood up and positioned herself that she was standing right above me, facing my head so that I could see her face, her breasts, and down to her pubic area, her clitoris and her now wet cunt. She started to finger herself and splaying her moist labial lips so that I could closely see her vaginal entrance and her urethra. 

Then she lowered herself further, and released herself, her golden liquid streaming over my face and hair and directly into my mouth as she got her aim. The volume of her pee forced me to swallow her, but also it started to stream down my breasts and towards my panties. I was drenched in her personal liquid and had to swallow a lot of her load to get my breath. Her liquid was nice and yellow, hot and, despite its pee taste, had quiet a lot of sweetness to it. As she finished, she lowered herself even further for my tongue to play on the front of her slit. I duly licked her and too in her last drops.

"Mmmmm, that feels really good my little sub. Next stage now." 

She moved back off my face and sat on my chest and undid the buckle and released me. Not for long though as she leant over the bath and pulled up another contraption. This was a bit like the Accommodator chin dildo that we had enjoyed the day before, but it looked a lot more substantial. This was called a "Humiliator." 

"I said I had another model to compare yesterday's with." 

Elaine quickly positioned and buckled in this version. There were two black straps coming behind my head and along my jaw line and under my jaw. This culminated in quite a 'weapon'. There was a seven inch cock hanging off my chin with about a 6 inch girth. On top was a very substantial helmet head like the real thing and down the shaft were a number of stimulating spikes, almost razor like in their look but designed to really stimulate Elaine's cunt walls.

Having got it into place, Elaine got up on her haunches, turned her body, and lowered her bottom onto my face, still impregnated in her pee, and skewered herself onto this hard penis. She started to grind her anus into my nose as she bounced on the cock and she was soon moaning with the sensation and pleasure it offered her. It wasn't long before she was cumming and again I was treated to the sight of this black monstrosity ploughing my 'mistress' and being subjugated to cleaning her pee and cum juices as it exited on her 'strokes' up and down. Her body was seriously juddering with the intensity of her orgasm and I knew her chest would be getting very red. 

I could feel her taking deep breaths in to help regulate her own frigging against this lovely toy. She hit a very high mountain and, unusual for her, was moaning, almost screaming with pleasure. Her hands were over my plastic panties feeling me now and also manipulating the pee around. As she hit the high mountain, she leant forward and pulled down my panties to release my pee and took my boy-clit into her mouth. This had the effect of exposing more of her cunt area to the Humiliator and access of my tongue to her when she pressed down on me.

What a sensation it was; as her cum emerged, as she slowly, erotically, shafted herself on this toy right in front of me while she continued to oral me. Again, she started to cum deeply and intensely, her bottom driving hard against my chin and tongue, as she quivered with her joy and brain orgasm.

We eased down from our highs and Elaine suggested that we really clean ourselves up. I got out of my plastic cami (in retrospect, wearing these items were really nice and I look forward to another opportunity).

We washed down the bath and both of us headed into Elaine's spacious wet room shower. This was like University days as we soaped each other down and then Elaine helped me shampoo my hair, gently massaging my extensions. We then took a razor and shaved each other's armpits and Elaine then suggested shaving my pubic area. She went and pulled out a cut-throat. This was something we had last done at University and it felt good to have her taking care to make sure I was thoroughly smooth for her. 

"Tell you what, I want you to clean me." 

I took her out to the bath, put in some warm water, had her lie down and took the cut-throat to her foamed--up mons, and removed her hair, taking care around her labia. Soon she was naked as a baby and I let my finger gently massage her as I applied some baby oil. She indicated her pleasure and suggested I use the ribbed glass dildo she had brought in to the bathroom. So there I was again, playing with Elaine's cunt with the oil, and then the 7 inch toy, and bringing her to a minor orgasm to finish this session off.



Weekend with Elaine Ch. 04



We towelled each other down in large fluffy towels and put robes on. Elaine took a hairdryer and brush to gently dry and shape my hair again. She was very 'mistress-ful' at this! And then she dried her own hair. I cleaned down the shower and tidied up, washed out my plastic underwear, and Elaine went through to the bedroom to clean up there and sort out our wear for the evening.

I came through and Elaine motioned for me to sit down and made me up, using a blended grey to brown mix around my eyes, a pinkish blush complexion to my cheekbones and a pink lipstick (a colour I haven't used much). She made herself up using much browner colours around her eyes and a burnt umber/red for her lips.

When it came to clothing, again Elaine ordered me to help her. We started with a burgundy coloured half-cup bra that pushed her nipples upwards on her small B cup breasts. 

As before, she made me pay homage to her by, firstly, kissing the inside of her bra cups and then her nipples. The second item on was essentially a matching waspie and, with this, I had to kiss the small of her back as well as half way down from her tummy button. 

The next stage was to kiss each silky charcoal Wolford stocking and her feet, and then to help roll on the stockings and I had to secure it to each suspender (US = garter) and correct the tautness of the strap. Her panties came next; she had selected a matching burgundy tanga and she ordered me to pay homage to them. As before, I had to focus on where her cunt and anus would sit in the panties, before kissing her on those beautiful erotic locations. 

As to her clothing for the evening, I helped her into a beige silk blouse from Moschino and a nice green wrap around skirt that would come away with undoing one button. Lastly, out came a pair of strappy dark grey heels, and not forgetting some plain gold jewellery. I did question who was coming for dinner to which her response was "You will see." 

Regarding myself, Elaine pulled out my pink 2/3rd cup bra from Barbara; this was soft but under-wired, a little lacy and very feminine -- with thin bra straps. I put it on and fastened the clip, moved it into position, and slid my arms through the straps. It is a lovely fitting bra. I followed this with a matching deep pink suspender belt to which I attached black Wolford lacy stockings.

Elaine then surprised me as I thought she would give me the matching hi-sides, but, no, it wasn't to be. She asked me if I remember buying her tie-side panties and a matching bra in Scotland on her 21st birthday (and that evening I had taken her only anally, until the following morning).

"So here we are, Claire" and there was a pair of soft pink tie-sides with long ribbons which hung down my legs and almost to my stocking tops. 

Over this lingerie, Elaine chose my grey one-piece jumper-cum dress. This is a cashmere mix, very soft and hangs off one shoulder, exposing my left bra strap, so the pink would nicely contrast against the grey. The jumper came in around my waist and was short in length, so my bottom was just covered. I would have to take care not to expose my stocking tops and pink pantied crotch, either from the front or behind.

To finish it off, Elaine suggested I wear my graphite muletto heels, gold ear-rings and bangles. Elaine finished my hair by brushing it to fall over my left shoulder. She sprayed me with Van Cleef and Arpels perfume, and also perfumed herself.

"You look really good and I could devour you now and make you my total slave!"

"You also look wonderful and I would love to be under your pussy giving you the subservience you want." 

Laughter. "Later, I am sure"

"I love being yours and in your control"

A chuckle again. "We need to get dinner on the go." 

"Who is coming for dinner?"

"Just a girlfriend of mine. You will like her" 

The conversation continued like this, with gentle teasing and Elaine probing me how far I might go in serving her. Lots of "I'll remember that' or "We will see." Somehow we got a simple dinner of a hot salmon salad, mussels and Belgian fries, and cheese, ready. Also, we opened the wine and prepared the log fires. A glass of sauvignon blanc or two, a number of kisses between us, some wandering hands, and 8pm soon rolled around.

The door bell rang.

"Can you answer it please, Clare?" 

I went to the door and opened it to find Jenny standing there. 

"Hi" she said, "My goodness, you look fantastic."

She lent over and gave me a kiss to my cheek which I returned. In she came.

"Hi, Elaine, I've brought an overnight bag just in case we have too much to drink" 

"Hello, Jenny, just put on the landing, I am sure we will have too much wine and the spare room is already made up."

Just as a reminder, Jenny is the owner of the salon in Cambridge where I had my extensions done; if fact she was the one who had arranged the preparation and colouring on Elaine's request and fixed them onto my hair, to the point one could not tell where my hair ended and the extensions begun. Elaine had given Jenny quite a bit if information about me and, of course, we had the chat in the salon and over a glass of wine. I haven't described Jenny though (part 1 for reference).

Jenny was a little younger than us, and was just 40. She too was divorced and her kid was now at university, like Elaine's children. She too was a business owner and Elaine and she had known each other for about 10 years, having met through their children's school. 

Jenny was, I would say, 5ft 7, an inch shorter than myself, but taller than Elaine. She has a 'full body' i.e. a breast size of 38 D with very full breasts that hung down when unsupported. She had a pretty good waist and a nice round bottom and certainly took a large-medium sized panties, like myself.

Her legs had good shape to them, tapering down from her bottom. Her skin was very pale, her hair almost black with hints of brown running through. It came down to just off the nape of her neck and was, naturally, very nicely coiffured. Her eyes were green and very attractive, made up in brown mascara, with a hint of light tones for eye make-up and, finally, dark (probably naturally heavy) eyelashes which were neatly styled. She was/is bright and bubbly. Dress wise, this evening she was in a black jacket with a lovely simple silver silk top that hinted at a lacy bra on underneath, a black wrap skirt with black stockings and heels on. She was wearing pearls as a necklace and earrings and sported a Chanel pearl stranded watch. In summary, elegant and simple. Her perfume was quite sharp and hinted at a Calvin Klein.

In she came and we had a glass of wine and idle chat, more about her day and the children. Jenny ran her fingers through my hair admiring her handiwork. She leant over and gave me a quick kiss. 

Dinner was just about ready and all 3 of us helped finish off the final preparations. We went to the candle-lit table, just off the kitchen. I sat at the top of the table between Elaine and Jenny and we duly tucked in, pouring some more wine to accompany the food. Conversation continued in a light frothy vein and from time to time, I felt Elaine's hands touching me or my hand beneath the table. As the wine flowed, conversation got more 'personal' and Jenny asked me a string of questions about being a crossdresser, a transvestite or transsexual, and how far down the spectrum I was and wanted to be. I probably surprised Elaine a little in that, if given a second chance and, with knowing society today, I would certainly considered going the whole way. I definitely would have gone onto hormone therapy to grow my own feminine breasts and nipples and take on more hip curvature, soft skin etc; it is something I have been considering recently. She also started questioning both Elaine and I on our University antics and moved the focus to what had happened more recently, and especially last night and today. Elaine was very open with her, but she did hold my hand on the table. As we went on, there was a lot of hand to hand contact over the table, laughter and the occasional kiss between us, in different combinations. 

Cheese and red wine finished, the dishwasher loaded, we opened another bottle and headed through to the lounge, flickering with the firelight and Elaine lit some candles and an aromatic one.

We snuggled down onto a sofa and carried on the chat. Now we were onto what had happened the night before and over the morning. Jenny was enthralled. I was now getting very strong vibes, no I was convinced, that she and Elaine had had some sexual fun together in the past; Elaine had given me no clue of this at all, either in our chats or by e-mails between us, other than referring to a couple of women with whom she had had sex with recently. Her descriptions were more about her sexual acts, interests and how she responded and orgasmed, rather than intricate details of her girlfriends or boyfriends. 

Jenny manoeuvred the conversation onto Elaine's background and how she was very open with her bi-sexuality, starting with a lesbian experience she had at school and how she always loved the softness of women. Her comment to me was how ideal I was being an "in-between" so that in some ways I offered a midway solution and this was no doubt one of the things that Elaine loved in me. Elaine grinned. 

Elaine replenished our wine glasses.

"Enough of this, I think rather than talking about girl to girl, we should see some and then see what happens." 

She turned on the TV and a DVD and the screen flickered on with a film of three way female sex, a DVD apparently made by women. We were all close to each other and now Jenny's hands started to gently explore me as I was next to her. 

Jenny then said "I would love to see some live action with you two and especially to see how Clare comes across without her jersey dress on."

Elaine replied, "You can, firstly let me go upstairs and prepare a few things but, Jenny, if you want to start to kiss her, please do so. Remember that Clare has to obey me while she is here in my control so, de facto, she now has my permission to please you as if you were me -- and, of course, I love pleasing you to." 

In a flash, some of the 'lines' for the rest of the evening ahead had just been established. I was to be at the behest of both Jenny and Elaine and Elaine was in a sub role to Jenny. Elaine disappeared upstairs.

As she left, Jenny took me in her arms and landed me a kiss, her tongue probing pass my lips to explore my mouth. 

"You lovely girl, I could take you right here."

She kissed me deeper, exploring my mouth and then my neck and earlobes. 

I responded with my girly passivity to encourage her.

"I want you serving my pussy and I can feel myself getting very wet." 

She continued to hug me and kiss me, her hands wandering down to my stockings and stroking my legs, moving so ever slowly northwards to my clit area. I could feel myself swelling with the excitement. 

Elaine came downstairs and into the lounge. 

She laughed, "Looks like you want to explore Clare, Jenny. I want her too! And you." 

"Let's have her take her jumper off."

"No, Elaine, I want you two to undress each other, and then you can help me." 

I got up and went across to Elaine who immediately started kissing me.

She whispered, "Remember you are mine, though tonight, you should also obey Jenny. Now, let's get those heels off and then your jumper."

Elaine helped me remove it and slowly turned me around, stroking me seductively for Jenny's pleasure. 

"That's lovely lingerie on her and a pretty nice body that she has given that she is a TV, Elaine, and I think we have done a great job with her hair, that really helps the overall femininity. We should get you to wear a vaginal gaffe at some point, Clare, so as to hide that little bulge of your boy-clit."

"What's that?" asked Elaine. "Well, I can source some customised latex mini-briefs that have a beautifully shaped vagina. Her clit even goes into an expandable sheath to hold it tightly all in behind and the end of the sheath is open to serve as a genuine sensitive spot for her and to double as her urethra."

"There's a second nice sheath in front of her penile one, and a little under anatomically, for her to be able to fully take a toy or a hard cock; the model I am thinking of also has a nice reinforced ring in the back to allow access to her anus for play or for her to poop, If her man, or woman with a strap, is over 8 inches or 6 inch in girth as that's the limit of the sheath, then it must be in her rear, that's the downside."

"I can even have Clare's hair matched for sewing in real pubic hair and you can then say how much you want and the style of her 'cunt'. I have already had one made for another transvestite client I have in Cambridge."

With that revelation, Jenny took a swig of wine and said, "Come on lets see you, Elaine." 

Elaine stepped out of her shoes. "Help me, Clare" and I unbuttoned her beige silk blouse as she stood there.

"Now kiss my breasts." "My skirt." I undid the button of the wrap-around and Elaine stepped out of the skirt. There we were before Jenny with Elaine in her burgundy bra, waspie with stockings and tanga, and me in my pink lingerie. Elaine started to heavily kiss and pet me. 

Jenny came across and gathered Elaine in her arms and kissed her. We helped her out of her shoes and unbutton her silver silk top. Her bra was black and lacy on the edges with wide straps and semi-transparent cups revealing her lovely pendulous boobs and a clear vision of her large oval pink/purplish aureoles, capped by magnificent and already obviously hard succulent nipples.

I noticed that she was a little hairy under armpits, but that it wasn't that unattractive. She too was wearing a black waspie, matching her bra. Jenny was now French kissing Elaine heavily. 

She murmured. "Clare, on your knees and undo my skirt and admire my stockings and panties." I got down behind her, found the button on her waist and lowered her skirt. She had on black hi-sides, again a combination of lace edging and semi-transparent material that left little to the imagination.

She had a wonderfully shaped bottom and on seeing her from the front, it was evident that her dark, wiry, pubic hair extended across her mons pubis and nearly to the edges of her panties. I suspected that she had some around her bottom crack too. Very different to Elaine. And I could already scent her strong sex aroma emerging, and also that it was very different and much more direct than the subtle tones of Elaine's.

"Yes, Claire, Jenny murmured, we have been lovers since just before our divorces. I just love fucking Elaine and I really think I prefer women now." 

Elaine had brought down the queening box and on separating from Jenny, she put it down in front of the fire.

"Onto the box Clare." "No, Elaine, get her to go and get my bag." "Ok get your chin dildo as well while you are up there, the one we used this afternoon." 

I went out of the lounge and up the stairs to retrieve the bag. When I came down with it, Jenny was kissing Elaine. Elaine was out of her bra and Jenny was kissing her breasts. Her hands then moved down to help Elaine out of her panties. Elaine stepped away and Jenny saw she was naked as a baby.

"Elaine, I love it, I have wanted you to do this for ages. What or who convinced you?"

"Well, I was shaving Clare earlier and I had the hots and Mark (Elaine's man friend who I knew was her main male) has been after me do shave myself for a while. And you know there is good reason!" 

"Well I love it" and Jenny's finger played along Elaine's slit. 

"Tell you what you two, I would have love to have been there to see this pee session and the shaving. You are both naughty, so over the sofa with you both."

Elaine and I positioned ourselves and Jenny pulled a paddle out of her bag. 

"Eight smacks each for you," and Jenny started to administer her control of us, four slaps of the paddle each on each cheek. "You are both mine and you will serve me tonight."

"Ok, Clare, you can open my bag and please take out the present on top and open it." I looked in and there was a nicely wrapped present in green paper on the top.

"Before you open it, I know that Elaine worked hard on arranging your extensions and other things for this weekend. She has told me lots about you and passed over a lot of the information, so we have been planning like crazy. And that she has e-mailed you for, especially your sizes". 

"I hope you didn't get to quizzical given what we were asking. Anyway, we hope that you will get a lot of pleasure from this and other things this weekend, just as the pleasure we get from you, and that it long may continue." 

"Thanks, Jenny and by the way, thanks again, Elaine." 

My painted nails opened the gift card. It read, 'We want you as a woman tonight and the rest of this weekend, so a woman you should be. Love Jenny (and Elaine).'

My fingers trembled and I opened the gift-packet which was about 10 inches by 6. Inside, I felt this latex item and unravelled it. Oh, my god, it was the vagina that they had been talking about. I jumped across and hugged them and soon undid my panties ties to get naked and put the 'brief' on, with the aid of a little talc in the pack. It just felt so comfortable as I paraded around. 

Elaine commented, "Clare, you are now totally under our orders and firstly you can't use your boy-clit now in your usual way for the next few days. Friction of your clit from a real cock or a toy will be the only way to cum rest of the time you are here. And remember, more than 8 inches or 6 inches of cock or toys and you have to either take care in your frigging or accommodate it behind, not that we have access to such monsters." (Laughter from them both). 

"Clare, we want you on the box." 

I got down and presented my face upwards. Elaine came across and stood above me, opening her legs to reveal her bare cunt. She lowered herself down towards me, head towards the box, displaying her moist gash and playing with herself. She hovered close to me so that I could really take in her moisture and aroma. She then moved back and sat down on my tummy. Her hand went back to play with my new pussy. 

Jenny then swung into position. She stood there with her black panties on, letting me take in the image. Elaine leaned forward to help her take them off, as I watched. What a sight of her heavy, hairy bush and her lips between, hardly showing between her pubes. She too lowered herself onto my mouth with my nose on her fragrant anus. She and Elaine kissed and played with each others breasts as they kissed on top of me, Jenny's gyrations giving me the occasional breath before being engulfed in dampness and her excitement.

This servitude of Jenny's cunt and anus lasted at least 20 minutes before Jenny got off me and Elaine fixed on the spiky black chin dildo. Jenny gave Elaine a double headed dong and Elaine inserted that into my vaginal sheath and climbed onto the other end. As she did that, Jenny lowered herself onto chin dildo and commenced to fuck herself off on me and shortly, this heavy succulent cream emerged into my mouth. As the girls subsided, they kept their pressure on me, Jenny gently grinding her anus into my nose and ordering me to keep tonguing her now very creamy slit.

"Come on, upstairs now." 

We went upstairs, bringing the bag with us. Into the bedroom, and Jenny ordered Elaine onto the bed and went into a 69 with her. With Elaine pleasuring her clit, I had to rim her, tonguing her tight puckered love grotto.

Jenny then moved off and let me, lingeringly, kiss Elaine.

She used the time to put on this wide harness belt with a heavily veined 7x5 inch black dildo. She came back to the bed and gently caressed and teased Elaine. Taking my black anal plug that Elaine so loved, she lubed it and slid it into Elaine's rear home. And then she mounted Elaine to fuck her, as I lay between Jenny's rear. This had Elaine coming intensely and once she started to subside, Jenny had me firstly lick Elaine dry and then to focus on the sticky cock. Jenny then had me lie down and went to fuck me (what a feeling) as Elaine put herself over my nose to continually press home on my nose and enjoy my tongue subservience. The friction against my sheath soon had me cumming.




Weekend with Elaine Ch. 04



Things calmed down for a short while -- Elaine and Jenny gently playing with each other, kissing each other -- and I was left to ingest Jenny's panties aromatic pleasures.

After a half hour or so, Elaine went into her box, "You know, it's now time that Clare offers us a deeper level of servitude."

The first things that emerged were two cuffs which were fixed onto my wrists and I found myself secured in the centre of the double king to the bed head. 

Secondly, she produced this leather contraption along with a very large cock in her hand. This time it wasn't a chin dildo but a slave head harness.

"You may as well know that I have had to wear this before for several hours, Clare, and I have often been made to serve Jenny and other girlfriends this way, and even several women I didn't even know."

"It is very intimate and submissive and I know that you will love it." 

(I looked at her as this was new information and it was Elaine in a very new light).

"You are now entering my true world. You may have to spend some prolonged time in this harness tomorrow or the day after, so let's have some training for you to get use to it. It is 'interesting, believe me. But remember, whatever, you will still be my sex toy and under my ownership." 

She proceeded to put my head into this leather cradle. There was a strap with a buckle that went behind my neck and would allow it all to be tightened. There was a wide soft strap like an Alice band that came over my fore brow and was joined to the side strap just above my ear. The Alice band continued downwards and there were two bulbous 'plugs' on the inside that sat in my ears. There was a third strap that intersected the Alice band and then came over the front of my head and down under my chin to be tightened by a buckle there. From the top of this strap there was a vertical one that came down to join onto the Alice band and then down the front of my forehead to a ring just above my eyebrows.

This then divided into two new wider straps that came off at 60 degrees and anchored onto the edge of the first strap about 2 inches either side of my mouth. The straps were all heavily riveted into their rings, giving a heavy BDSM image to me. In front there was a leather disc with attachment plugs and reinforced with these rivets. 

Elaine got me into it and arranged my hair accordingly. Before she finally tightened it, Jenny came across and plugged on a large red ball on the inside and moved it into my mouth, as Elaine tightened the back buckle. I couldn't speak or even shout, just whimper. Elaine pulled out this black slightly curved 7 inch cock dildo with prominent stimulation rings on its shaft and a conic head for the penis helmet, the classic part being on top and the perineum moulded underneath. 

"Now into my harness, Clare," and Jenny slid me into the harness she had just been wearing to fuck Elaine and then my cunt. I climbed into it and Jenny tightened that up so the cock on the harness was standing erect away from me. Elaine then got a spreader to secure my lower legs wide apart so they had full access to the cock and could easy access me in my rear channel through my anal ring. 

I was now looking like a sex-toy stand, and with my own personal boy-clit tucked away in its sexual lair, so that could not emerge for its gratification.

Elaine announced to me,

"Clare, you are now what you should be, my own fucking machine, my own Sybian, nothing more."

"Welcome to our lesbian and BDSM sex circle. You will learn more tomorrow. Lie down on the bed." 

She climbed onto my face and allowed my face-cock to enter her shaven, moist lips and Jenny went onto my harness-cock. What a sight this probably was, and there was nothing I could really do other than use my head to help Elaine attain her heavy orgasm and to be bathed in her cum as it poured out. Then they swapped and continued to swap. The only respite I got was when they made love with the Sybian. At this point, I couldn't see anything as Jenny took out a pair of her used panties and stuffed the crotch under my nose and blindfolded me.

It was a good hour and a half before I was released, having had to first fuck them both from the rear by using my head to shaft them, once the spreader was removed. There is something wonderful being so close to love orifices as this happens, just to see the love hole 'rings' moving in and out with the stroking and the emergence and aroma of the 'cream'. On release of my lower harness, the two girlfriends helped me into another pair of Jenny's used panties, my long white nightie and then Elaine secured into place the other pair of Jenny's panties, the ones that I had inhaled during their Sybian session. This was just as she had done the night before with her own scented pair, and it was done to ensure that their female psychological bombardment continued as I nodded off. I fell asleep between the two of them hugging me. And feeling a lot more womanly with the experience.



Weekend with Elaine Ch. 05



The following morning, Sunday, I woke to Elaine's normal want, i.e. to perform oral on her before anything else. She removed Jenny's panties and presented her now shaved cunt to me. It was, of course a pleasure to service the woman who was becoming my Mistress. This servitude was immediately followed by Jenny moving into position.

Elaine reminded Jenny, "We must not take too much out of Clare and conserve her love juice for later. She needs special preparation this morning." 

I was intrigued but they rolled into a sixty-nine aided with some vibrator play to bring each other to their respective relief as I watched.

After they had relaxed, it was out of bed, into robes, and downstairs to clean up from the night before. I was again charged with a hand-wash laundry of most of our used lingerie, and another rinse out of my plastic wear. And after that, it was coffee and breakfast and before we knew it, it was gone 10.30.

"Ok, we need to get moving as we are out for lunch, Clare, and then we will be out for the rest of the day. Jenny will have to head off for a family do but she will probably make it over later. Or perhaps we will meet up tomorrow"

"Upstairs with you."

Jenny was already up in the bathroom and a warm shower was running. Both the women helped me out of my nightie, panties and vaginal brief. Firstly, I was 'humiliated' as they gave two enemas to me and watched me flush myself out. Then, they applied a depilatory cream to my legs and arms, as well as my tummy to ensure I was totally devoid of any body hair and to get that wonderfully smooth sensation that comes post a hair removal session.

I was allowed to cut-throat shave both my face and a quick pass over my crotch while the cream took effect. Then it was into the shower and the girls rinsed and rubbed me down. They gently washed my hair and massaged my scalp, and it was into a nice warm scented bath to further calm me down. Meanwhile, as I watched, they showered together, and playing with each other and with Jenny first peeing over Elaine, and then being cleaned up and brought to a nice climax by her.

Out of the shower, I was towelled down and skin moisturizing Jergens lotion was rubbed into me, a nice feeling to be so treated. Into the all-absorbing bath robe and Jenny went to work on my hair while Elaine ensured that my finger and toenails were nicely presented. With my hair beginning to fall into place with a nice wave in it again, Jenny turned her attention to my make-up, and especially my eyes and lips. Elaine stood back.

"Clare, darling, we mentioned last night that Jenny and I are members of a local BDSM group or 'Ring' of like minded friends, with a heavy lesbian balance to it. And you have probably picked up that you are going to be put forward for induction as a novice today."

She continued, 

"If you feel you want to pull out, tell me now and we will understand and not hold it against you."

"Let me tell you some more. I have known Jenny for some 10 years through Isabelle's (Elaine's daughter) school and then I started using her for my hair. We got to know each other much, much better and Jenny was one of those that were there for me when I went through my messy divorce with Paul."

"It was on one of those 'down' evenings that Jenny and I got to know each other more intimately and we really hit it off with, as you have seen already, Jenny as usually the dominant partner. She's not my first intimate girlfriend by any means but, before her, I wouldn't count my experiences as amounting to much. Indeed, I think I had only been involved with three or fours girls, the first being at University. Not like my love of cock!"

Jenny smiled and leaned over to quickly kiss Elaine.

"Now, as you know, I have also long been enthralled with many aspects of bondage and fetish play. This interest started, as you know, at University and has gradually evolved, and more recently I have become a serious practitioner of fetish play, with mainly girl to girl and largely as being a member of this special Ring. I have told you about different (in effect small) parts of my experiences and we have played a little out between us before this weekend. I have been, of course, fascinated by your exploration of transvestism; however, I have held back on exploring this with you until this weekend, indeed you may have seen me as a little dismissive to put down some camouflage."

Elaine now smiled at me,

"And, of course, Jenny needed to know and she has helped prepare you for what will occur today and into the future, and not just the hair and your new vagina (I love it by the way). I will be frank and open with you. Some of our play may be perceived by others as extreme, by others as bizarre. BDSM has so many facets to it and we all our have our particular interests and there are things we don't like individually. Nothing is taboo to us, other than children, drugs etc."

"However, I have learnt that being open and having an experience is fundamental before saying yes or no to anything. We have a coded list of who is into what and, more importantly, no go areas and, a list of willing to try. For example, I have found that I have a higher pain threshold than I ever thought and I enjoy being strictly administered and, for example, I am now into being a pony for two Ring friends."

Elaine now moved over closer to me, sat down and started applying polish toi my nails. She continued on with her monologue,

"I have been involved with this Ring for about 18 months and Jenny introduced me to this lifestyle, some 6 months after first making love to me. Like you today, I was a novice but have now started to move up the ranks; this is partly defined by better knowing my sexuality, thresholds and fetish interests"

"As you may have noticed, there have been gaps occasionally in my weeks as to our e-mails and often I have been 'in session or training,' sometimes with Jenny, sometimes not, sometimes overnight or an afternoon, sometimes for 3 solid days. We are now a group of over 70 women of different ages, all with similar interests, all professional or business owners and located between Peterborough, Ely, Newmarket, Norwich, Cambridge and as south as Ipswich and Saffron Walden. Some of us are pure dominants, most of us are switches in varying degrees and we do have a number of pure submissives amongst us. 

"All of us women involved have a heavy lesbian orientation, though that doesn't mean that we are not married or partnered, or have been, or that we exclude a hard cock from entering and pleasing us. Both Jenny and I love relationships with men as well. In fact, most of us are bisexual, as you are."

"Age-wise, we have a spread from 67 through a majority number of us between 45 and 55 (laughing) having found our way and experience? 20 of our group are under 35 and we now have 9 teenage novices (over 16), all daughters of ours, whose mothers have identified them as already having a strong preference for women and perhaps having shown some insights into fetish interests."

Elaine then continued with more details. I was probably in a little state of shock as to the intensity of what the girls were involved in.

"Screening is very tight on that front owing to the need to get the call right as what we offer takes them into a very new and challenging world. They are considered equal to full adult novices and no advantage is given to them in sessions. Having a mother foster, teach and mentor her daughter is good in the privacy of home but, in session, the mother will not usually be present, though perhaps she may be nearby for an introductory novice. Generally, we encourage open exploration of sexuality issues with our children at large and their relationships with their girlfriends (and boyfriends) as well as the acceptance of alternative lifestyles."

"It may surprise you that indeed, in the Ring, we have six affiliate husbands who are seriously virile, dominant, and who are our 'seed givers' but the key thing is that they know how to really please a woman. Other men, but only husbands and term partners, can be present; they have to be registered and approved and they are not allowed to partake. Indeed, we encourage restraint and use of things like cock and ball chastity of these men when we girls are playing. We also have one other person like you who is younger, but your candidacy is a strong one given your strongly submissive nature (normally, as I said, most of our women do prefer to switch at some point but true subs are very welcome). You will be attached to me, with Jenny as a supporter, and for purposes of registration, my home is your address."

"You are mine through and through. Whatever happens, I will cherish you and I am sure Jenny does as well. I had to have her backing to proceed today and she thinks highly of you." 

Jenny smiled lovingly at me at this point. 

"So what will happen? You still can say no but when I finish, I will assume that you wish to give yourself to me." 

I nodded my affirmation.

"We are not going to tell you that much about what will happen and, anyway, as to the specifics we do not know but, first, we have to finish preparing you and also get ourselves ready. Jenny will leave us when we leave as she has to get home for a family do. However, over the time involved, one, or both of us, may not be that far away or able to get to you. And we may want our pleasure from you as well."

So winding down, Elaine laid out the details of the day.

"You and I will leave here at 12.30. I will have prepared your bags with what you will need (and me) as you may be away tonight and even tomorrow night. Our first port of call will be the Little Fox pub near Bury St Edmunds where we will meet a couple of very dear friends of mine for lunch. Tammy is one of the older, senior members of the ring and she is my major mentor and tutor, and with whom I had to serve as a novice."

"Jenny here is more of a girlfriend, even though I am, largely, sub to her sexually. Tammy's husband, Mark, is older than Tammy. He is the doctor to the Ring and indeed he is now Jenny's and my doctor and performs all our intimate needs. Jenny introduced me to him when I was first assessed for candidacy by her. As I said, they have become very good friends and confidantes, and both of them know me, my sexual needs, and my body better than my ex ever did. Indeed I love them both as much as you and Jenny. You may have guessed that Mark is now my main male lover and very good he is too in pleasuring me. Tammy has no issue with this as I provide him with a sub side that she doesn't have, and also as to some of my own fetish interests that he is interested in."  

"Both Mark and Tammy has been extremely well briefed by us about you, as others in the Ring have. Most of the novices have not been briefed though. I have had to put together reports for the seniors on your history. They do see you as a highly likely fit, but, no doubt, they will question you over lunch. Following lunch, we will most likely head to their house between Bury and Newmarket. Mark runs his surgery from the side of his (large) house and will want to physically inspect you and authorise you for becoming a novice there and then." 

As she began finishing my nails, Elaine concluded,

"From there, no more can be said now as to what will happen. Indeed, I can only speculate about general trends and experiences as each of us takes a different path according to who is available and our own thoughts; I can not say where or in whose bed, or wherever, you will end up. It could even be back here."

"Last thing, everybody is certified as being clean (remember, I asked you for a certificate before letting you fuck me again), so no protection will be overtly used; anyway your cum probably will not directly enter a womb in this session. There are no drugs, other than sexual stimulants, such as amyl nitrate to enhance your performance. Alcohol is in moderation as we want all to be conscious and remember our experiences. You will be safe and in certain situations you may use a safe word. And I reiterate you are always my Clare." 

By now, my nails were done and Jenny turned to finishing my make-up and hair. As I said, she spent a lot of time working my eyes, making the eyelids and sockets, a pretty dark mix in colours of brown, but blending to my eyebrows. Elaine said that this dark eye presentation was a feature of submissives and novices. She heavily mascara-ed my eyelashes, taking time to curl them as well. She built up my lips with painted lipstick in an unusual browny-red colour, more brown than red. This matched my nail colours though. 

Having finished the make-up, Jenny took my vaginal brief, which had been washed and dried, applied talc to it and helped me into it, guiding my boy-clit into its tight restrictive sheath and ensuring that my new 'clit' would just show on expansion. She checked the line-up of my anal ring and then went to work applying a hard wearing 'permanent stage professional blending cream to hide the latex lines of both my vagina and breasts onto my real skin. This would stand up until the "seals" were broken. Once dry, I was allowed to put my robe back on and we went through to the bedroom. 

Elaine had already packed a number of bags. She was still in her robe but had made up in a similar dark eye shadow way to myself (this was, I discovered, a necessity for the novices and juniors in the ring).

"First thing, Clare, today you are excused having to dress us, except for lingerie submission. So here is what I am wearing."

She handed me her bra and I kissed the cups for her and then her nipples. The bra was unusual as it was white, soft cupped, front securing and virtually transparent. It had a plunging line down from her bra straps with the material fully covering her breasts but revealing all their luscious shape and her pert brownish nipples. There were two long white ribbons on the top of each cup. I noticed she was wearing a necklace a little like mine but with a number of name plates on, which I couldn't make out. 

Elaine handed me her panties which were a little like mine last night, except white and again nearly transparent through the material on both her bum and her front. On the top elastic band and above the line of her cunt, there was another prominent matching white ribbon. There were two long tie-ribbons on the side for attaching the panties, or allowing them to be easily removed. There was a soft gusset in the panties, indicating that this was not cheap lingerie; I kissed it twice in the respective locations and then Elaine presented her cunt and anus for my homage recognition and what was becoming an increasing token of my submission to her. She put it on and, quickly, securely tied the ribbons.

Over this lingerie, she stepped into a dark grey, silky parachute suit and zipped it up and closed up a couple of final neck buttons. I thought she was dressed to be readily available and bit would allow her to be quickly out of her clothing and naked for her partner. The silky parachute suit held her curves nicely though. She was barefoot, but then put on a pair of colour matching pixie booties that were 'slip ons' with a wool lining. A couple of bangles and ear-studs and she was ready. 

Meanwhile, as Elaine was dressing, Jenny had asked me to pay subservience to her lingerie and she had a fresh pair of a black Chantelle bra and matching French brief panties. After my kissing of her magnificent hairy cunt and her again hirsute back crack, she put on a pair of leggings and a black long jumper, along with black pumps. Simple but neat.

"Its time for you Clare." 

Elaine went to her drawer and pulled out a matching bra to hers and helped me slide my arms into it, then fixed the clasp.

Jenny commented, "Very nice."

Out of the drawer, came a very deep suspender (garter) belt with six garter straps, again white and nearly transparent apart from its stays and the large white ribbon adornment. At the back it had a clip, and otherwise was fitted with white ribbon laces; these Elaine pulled tight and knotted at the base of the corset and I could feel the ribbon hanging down my bottom crack.

"You have probably noticed the ribbons on our lingerie. We novices and juniors generally all dress like this as a mark of our membership in going to a session or in meets together."

I was motioned to sit on the edge of the bed and both Jennie and Elaine opened a packet of new high quality white Wolford stockings with a plain-ish top to them and rolled them over my toes, ankles and up my legs to fit them onto my garters. The stockings were seamed at the back and they took care to make sure the seams were vertically aligned.

"Ok, panties time now, but first bend over."

Elaine pulled out her "horsey panties" from yesterday and held them in front of my nose, and next thing she whacked me three times on one cheek with her paddle.

"Remember to behave today and offer yourself up for what ever is put to you - and remember that, ultimately, my cunt is your true home of pleasure." 

She shifted the gusset of her panties slightly and I really picked upon her anal aroma. This time Jenny took the paddle and punished me on the other bum cheek. 

Elaine repeated, "Remember to behave, and that my anus is now your other mistress of your pleasure." 

With that, Jenny's finger probed my anus and she slid home a small but wide silver plug that sat very comfortably flat on my anal muscles. Jenny then produced panties like Elaine was wearing before and handed them over to Elaine to tie onto me.

"Clare, I have worn and stained these with my love juices and toilet marks. I want you to wear them today as a reminder of my love for you and as Elaine's wouldn't fit on you; she has let me do this. I will warn you now; you will frequently be subjugated to wearing my used lingerie." 

Excitedly, I was put into these panties of Jenny and Elaine tied the knots to hang down like hers. Looking down, I could see my clit just pointing out of its home, through at the top of the gusset. She pulled them up tightly, so I was reminded to stay demure.

"Now your introductory dress for the Ring, Clare. You will be fitted with the jumpsuit later" 

Elaine had me buy this before I arrived and she admitted that it all had been arranged with the store. Her choice was, I thought at the time, a little odd but now things were clearer. This was more of a summer dress to me but ultra-modern and very simple. There were two spaghetti straps passing down into a fitted came, the bra-lines being defined along with a seam up over my nipple on each cup. The colour was almost a chocolate brown but with what looked like a hint of grey or purple added to soften the brownness. My waist was then defined by a three inch elastomeric "ruffed" band in a darker colour of the brown mix. Under this was an attached mini 'skirt' with thin vertical white cording and piping in the chocolate mix colour. It was almost a seersucker effect but not in the traditional blue and white. When I first saw the dress, I thought that the bottom was a pair of mini-shorts, but no it was a skirt. Elaine helped me into it and it looked very different to what I normally wore, and very girlish in feel. The skirt part of the dress left me very conscious of my stocking-ed legs and my panties.

"You will have to wiggle that bottom of yours and also walk properly, Clare." 

My shoes were 1 inch heel 'open' pumps in the matching colour and felt very comfortable. Elaine fixed stud clips onto my ears, and fitted her named necklace around my neck. Onto my wrists, she put two thin black bangles with a steel ring hanging off each. 

"No watch, Clare, as you need to and will become oblivious to time." 

She adjusted my hair and swished it again over my left shoulder.

"Ok, give us a twirl and a kiss each." "Oh, one more thing"




Weekend with Elaine Ch. 05



Elaine pulled out her perfume, Private Collection from Estee Lauder and sprayed both of us with that distinctive heady scent.

"I think we are just about ready to go." 

Elaine and Jenny grabbed the bags and I was handed a small matching-to-my-outfit clutch bag. 

"Everything you need is in this bag, Claire, and your 'mistresses' may need other things I have also put in it. Just so you know, both Jenny and I have left heavily stained, two-day-old panties in ziplock bags for you in which we have cum. These are a small reminder, if you need a memory of us at any point. There's also a couple of mystery pairs in there, also ziplocked, which you will more than find about very shortly, and if not so, back here." (This was almost a chiding).

We put on our coats, kissed Jenny who was leaving us for a while and then locked up. Elaine and I went over to get into the car and we pulled away and headed the 30 minutes or so towards Bury St Edmunds. 

We reached this nice looking pub/restaurant and pulled into the car park. We got out and Elaine told me to remove my coat.

"Everything as to the bags and any transfers will be looked after behind scenes, Clare."

Walking in through the door, she held my hand and headed to the Ladies which was just inside. 

"Need a pee?" 

"No" 

"Well come into the Ladies with me." It was carpeted, modern and clean and plenty of room. Elaine dropped her parachute suit and undid her panties and sat on the seat, splaying her legs, and giving me a clear visual of her urinating. She unloaded and pulled some loo paper to wipe herself clean.

"I would have liked you to lick me clean. Not today though, but from now on when you will be my toilet attendant. Ok?"

"Yes, Elaine."

"You may even grow to like my poop in time. We shall see if I can make you my toilet girl as one of your specialities. I know that you used to like taking in some of my period fluids when we were at University and that's something I have passed onto the girls about you, so my poop should be ok for you, with some proper training."

She positioned her panties and did her ties up again, and pulled up her suit, zipped and buttoned it. A flush, hand wash, a check of make-up and perfume and Elaine led me out into the restaurant, holding my hand.

We walked just about the length of the restaurant and there were a fairly elderly couple in a booth; at least, this table gave us some privacy.

"Hi, Tasmin, Hi Mark" and she gave each of them a close kiss.

"May I introduce my old friend, Clare?"

Tammy said, "A very nice look and figure, Clare. Elaine has told us and given us a lot of information about you. It is almost as we know you."

Mark commented, "Very nice indeed" as he eyed me up. "And very, very feminine. Excellent material for candidacy."

We sat down and ordered.

Elaine whispered "I would suggest keeping it very light, Clare, not least for you know where."

A bottle of white wine appeared and we launched into lots of questions, general at first and then more specific about my background. I can remember having to give background to my sisters, my early panties wearing, boy-to-boy sex, and then my relationships, especially with my first girlfriend who introduced me to cross-dressing, Elaine and my ex - my ex having seriously embraced my cross-dressing. 

Questions covered various fetishes and experience at large, what I liked, disliked. I hardly tasted what I chose to eat and we were soon through to coffee, which they said I shouldn't have. Water instead. The conversation moved more to Tammy and Mark's experiences with Elaine, which soon had her blushing, and how they were introduced by Jenny. There was a hint that there had been some early torrid sex at Elaine's expense, by both of them together and especially by Tammy. I got to understand that Elaine sexually met up with them each individually about once every 10 days when all were at home and once a month as a threesome, or more. 

I should now describe Tasmin (Tammy) and Mark. I'll start with Mark. 

I would have put him at about 64 or 65. 6 foot, quite thin and gaunt. Partly bald, brown hair going grey, brown glasses and not that attractive overtly. (Actually, I thought he looked a little like Norman Tebbit, but a bit more distinguished). He was dressed in a polo and blazer/slacks, nice clothing. He spoke nicely and had a sense of humour and was obviously very intelligent. I didn't really see the attraction Elaine had for him as to their regular sex, nor should I say I didn't yet understand. He came across as a fatherly figure and maybe that was one of the things she saw in him. (Afterwards she admitted that she increasingly liked the idea of 70 year old plus men, as long as they had the libido and reasonable size to satisfy her).

Tammy was no stunner either, but that isn't to say she wasn't pretty. She would have been about 58 to 60. Short bob cut haired nicely styled, salt and pepper coloured, a pretty pale face, (nicely made up) heavy dark brown eyebrows, a roman nose, and a small mouth. She was 5 foot 8 so right on my height, a once svelte body that had picked up a few pounds on her hips and waist, she was probably a 38C (I imagined she had large brown nipples) and around 40 on her hips now, so her bottom though nicely rounded wasn't petite. Put it this way, a 14 size and I probably could wear her panties! She too was very nice, nicely spoken and very friendly. Again, a mother role for Elaine and I could see Elaine being sub to her, as she gave the impression of knowing what she wanted. I sat next to her over lunch and she was very tactile. Elaine sat between her two lovers.

Coffee finished and Mark settled up the bill. We got up from the table and Tammy took my hand -- we walked through the restaurant, Mark and Elaine arm in arm. As we got to the lobby (which was very quiet), Tammy said, 

"This is where we part for the moment. Clare, Mark will take you back to our place and your first base. Elaine will take me. Now Clare, you have one more chance to back out of this and this is the final time anyone will ask you this. Decision?" 

"Tammy, Elaine, I do wish to continue."

"Ok then. On your knees now, your nose to Elaine's crotch and repeat after me, Elaine N.....ls I give myself totally to you today and now on as your pleasure toy. You will mentor and coach me and use, or abuse, me in whatever way you see fit. I worship your body and all you offer to me." 

"Kiss her vaginal area now, Clare."

And I kissed Elaine's cunt through the parachute material.

"Now kiss her goodbye for the moment" 

Elaine gave me a hug and a long tongue to mouth kiss and whispered,

"Good luck and enjoy. Remember that you are mine"

We parted and Elaine and Tammy sped off in her car. Mark took my hand and helped me into the passenger seat and then covered my head with a pair of panties, full with an intense feminine aroma. 

It took some 15 minutes before we pulled up behind this impressive Georgian house near the main street of a small town in the Bury/St Edmunds area.

"Come on in" and Mark helped me out and led me into the house.

It was beautifully furnished. We went down a corridor and into what appeared to be a wing of the house. Through another door and into what was his surgery waiting room and through into his actual surgery.

"Sit down" and so I sat in front of his desk as he settled down and brought his computer to life.

"Ok Clare, I am going to ask you a lot of questions to which I need absolutely honest answers and then I am going to give you a quick physical." Ok with that?" 

"Yes."

Mark started and went through this long list of medical history, covering all aspects, doctors, ailments, operations, dental history. Then into family history. He started to the cover some of the things we had touched at lunch. I can't remember all but to give you a flavour.

"Tell me about your sisters and their influence on you. Did you ever wear their underwear or nightwear?"

"

Tell me about Elaine at University and give me an idea of what sex and fetish areas you two covered? I know that you two were pretty active."

What about your previous wife?" There were questions on the situation there as I had served her as a housewife as she had gradually moved into the husband role, both in terms of dress, work and relationships.

Questions then turned to me having to give a resume of interests and dislikes. In many of them I had to explain more about my experience and depth of interest.

Mark then said "To sum up, this is what I have understood, without going into your details, 

Sustained and intense oral servitude: Yes 

Vaginal sex, Anal Sex: Yes

Toy Play (covering a wide range): Yes

Lingerie (expensive or cheap): Yes

Latex, leather and rubber: Yes (Plastic we already know about was the comment)

Bondage and restraint. Yes, Clamps: Possibly. Piercing: No unless requested by Elaine. (We do need to get your ears done at some point, though). Wrists/Ankles/Body (No problem)

Sensory Deprivation (Yes in principle and especially if it involves smelling my partner -- well we know all about that). 

Caging and Prisoner: Yes

Pain and Punishment (Limited but on the latter, more on humiliation). Whipping (totally a novice).

Chastity (Perhaps as a function of pleasing Elaine, no problem)

Public Humiliation (Perhaps) Public Shows and Exhibitionism (Depends)

Escorting women (If Elaine is my gigolo, well yes) escorting men (same answer)

Watersports: Yes. Human Toilet (Well perhaps and if it is Elaine, ok on pee)

Blood. Electricity. No 

Slavehood (Yes)

Baby Play (No), You as a young girl (Perhaps) and a School Girl (Yes) 

Pony play (Perhaps), Animal Sex (No) Medical Play (perhaps some of it)

Castration (Not yet but who knows how things develop -- not to say that it hasn't been thought of it)

Surgery to become more of a woman. (Yes) And on this, Mark commented that he was taking me on as a patient, outside my normal doctor. And that if I could land a job in the area and live closer to Elaine or with her, then he could take me fully on. However, for the moment, he was here to discuss hormonal treatment for increasing my breasts, minor surgery and possibly even the ultimate.

"Ok, Clare, now your physical."

Mark put me through a range of simple tests and inspected my eyes, ears, nose and particular focus on my throat. 

"Can you take a 5 inch cock in there?"

"Yes -- I'm ok to about 7 and a half inches."

"Prefer cut or uncut?"

"Do not mind, though I quite like running my tongue under a foreskin, Mark."

"Good, now out of your outfit."

I slipped off my shoes, and stepped out of my dress, having let eh spaghetti straps down my arms. I was in front of him there in my white lingerie glory. 

"Very nice, Clare, put your shoes and outfit in that linen box over there. In fact pull it across to the bench." 

Mark came behind me. "Lift your arms"

He felt my armpits and he tapped my back. 

"Breast inspection now, Clare." 

He came in front and unclipped my bra, letting my heavy breasts swing free. He closely inspected them and concluded.

"They are amazing and the make up to blend into your skin is tremendous. The women will like these."

"Off with your garter belt now." He helped my stockings off and unlaced me. He checked my legs and tummy.

"A little liposuction here won't go amiss and hormones will help with body curvature around your hips and waist. Your skin is very smooth and feminine though. Done any laser or electrical depilation?" 

"No, I want to though over my whole body."

"Again the hormones will help reduce your body hair growth."

"Ok, panties now and it's a question of vaginal and anal examination." 

Mark undid my bowties and my panties fell away, revealing my vaginal area.

"Put all your clothes in the box, you will not need them for now. And then onto the bench."

I did as he asked, bending over to pick up my smalls and I sensed Mark got a clear view of me. I swung onto the bench; it had a latex sheet on it, no doubt for hygiene. Mark adjusted the bench for his inspection height and, from a drawer underneath, he produced two legs stirrups. 

"Legs in those, Clare."

I positioned myself and what a feeling to be wide open to a doctor. 

"Normally, I would now insert a vaginal speculum, so we will have to adapt, and, donning his medical gloves, he closely inspected my cunt and my clit, which was beginning to play up.

"That's amazing. Clare, what an incredible prosthesis. I am very impressed by Jenny and Elaine and their handiwork."

"Ok, turn over now, and here's a wedge to push your bottom up for me. Let's have a look." 

He started to inspect me and commented, "What do we have here?" 

He slipped out with a "cloop" my special plug I had been wearing. 

"I'll drop that in a ziplock" and he tossed it into my linen bin. 

"How clever it is down here. Despite your prosthesis, you still can easily poop and enjoy anal sex. Let's have a closer look as your plug has got you open but not the whole way."

I felt an instrument going into me and my rectum being really spread.

"It's a speculum, Clare." He looked around and felt me with three fingers. 

"Your anal muscles are good and will withstand what the women wish to do with you. I can tell that you have had a fair amount of anal sex and play in the past, your prostate is good and I can see no polyps. You are nice and clean in there, but when I finish, I will give you a very strong enema to ensure you are cleaned out. You won't eat from now on, or drink, well probably only women's cum and pee etc..." His words trailed off.

Mark stepped away from my bottom but left the speculum in there. I felt him insert this very substantial metal dildo through it and I moaned. 

"It's ok Clare." 

He switched it on and this strong vibration hit my rear love tunnel. I sensed him taking his polo and trousers off and he came to the bench head, where my head was turned to the right and my hair over my left shoulder and over my right shoulder blade.

"There aren't too many redheads in the ring, Clare."

Mark was right in front of me. He was wearing black brief underpants which he deftly removed. I saw one of the reasons that Elaine loved him. There in front of me, he presented this very substantial uncut cock, a full 7 and a half to 8 inches of hard muscle, and very thick, probably 6 inches of girth. And below a pair of sheep-ram-like balls. Sure enough this magnificent organ was presented to my mouth to take him into me.

"You may I have guessed or been told, Clare, I am one of the few men that the women use for service."

"Yes, Elaine and I have a special relationship outside the ring but we really enjoy fucking each other. I am now going to take you." 

With this, he withdrew from my mouth, leaving me with a hint of his saltiness, went behind me, took out the massive dildo and the speculum and quickly entered me. I could feel him filling me all the way up and deep into my love canal, stretching my engorged anal ring further. He started to pound me hard and my bottom responded to his motions, enticing him in deeper and to stimulate my gurl's g-spot. I felt him cum hard into me, his jism exploding into me to make me his. This is always a wonderful sensation. He rested on me and eventually withdrew.

"God, that was good and I can see that you may become one of my bitches. You are pretty wet down your cunt slit." 

My rectum began to close up. Mark tidied up and I could see his physique. I was murmuring small nothings about his lovely equipment and torso as he dressed again.

"Ok, you, push your bottom up one more time" 

Mark drained this bottle of solution into me. Within a minute, I was off the couch and onto a potty he had placed on the floor. There was little there but the solution and Mark's sperm. This was repeated again on me and finally, he finished the process with a distilled water rinse out. 

"Ok Clare, you have passed your physical and I am now signing your electronic folder for the seniors to see you are fit for whatever treatment or debasement they deem appropriate for you. Elaine will also have a copy on her e-mail as your mentor. You will add value I am sure to the women here and I know you will get immense pleasure, and like Elaine, your horizons will be expanded. I look forward to making love to you shortly."

"Now stand here and wait. By the way, you must not talk to who comes in for you" 

With that, Mark went out of the surgery.



Weekend with Elaine Ch. 06



I was left, naked, there for some ten minutes or so. And then the door opened. I was amazed by what (who?) entered the room. There were two women completely encased in baby pink latex with vertical white piping on the seams, complete to the point their heads were even covered. Now, I have worn latex before (at my ex's want), but this was something new.

The suits were like body film over them and one could easily make out the lines of their breasts, nipples and vaginal areas on them. Even their feet and hands were covered. I am digressing a little... the suits were constructed so that there was a breast plate covering the boob area which, I was to find out, could be very quickly removed and duly leave the woman's breasts fully exposed to pleasure, titillation or even pain and abuse. 

The same was true for the crotch, with a pop-stud plate running through the crotch so there was, again, ease of access to the cunt and anus, when required. The hood came down and joined to the neck. On the taller girl, only her eyes were exposed, the same style of make-up Elaine and I had on. 

The smaller girl's eyes were covered with a 'fly-like' meshing which, I was again to discover, allowed one to see about 60% of normal vision but designed so as to enhance the sensation of encasement. Both suits had clear nasal holes, so that breathing was not restricted.

The smaller girl's mouth had some form of gag in it and was covered with a plate. All of these 'plates' were attached by several small pop studs, with the sockets embedded into the latex so they wouldn't catch the slave's lover's tongue, fingers or whatever. The smaller slave had one more feature and that was a hole with a shallow tube on the crown of her head that allowed long hair to flow out as a pony tail. In this case, the girl had long, silky, brown hair, tinged with blonde highlights. 

The taller girl was, I would have said, about 5ft 4 and very similar to Elaine's physique. Was it Elaine, I couldn't tell. The smaller girl was 5ft 1 to 5-2 but quite a full curvy build, but certainly not a Tammy or Jenny.

The taller of the two came in with a bag, the smaller one was pushing a trolley with some metal boxes on the surface. She positioned the trolley near the bench and lifted on the linen box with my smalls and outfit in it. 

The taller girl opened the bag and pulled out a similar looking suit to what they were wearing and motioned me to put it on. It was already covered in some talc-like, sweet smelling, powder to help me put it on easily. The taller girl started by removing my bangles and then helped me into it and it went on pretty easily and fitted like a glove.

The smaller girl went into the cloth bag and produced two breast covers and these were snapped into place, duly covering my falsies. The process was repeated with my crotch plate, and I could not help feel the larger girl running her finger gently and inquisitively over my vagina and anus. The third thing out of the bag was the 'fly' eye cover. 

The smaller girl opened one of the boxes on the trolleys and pulled out a ziplock bag. In it was pair of white panties that she held up to me for close inspection and turned them inside out. They were very small and silky, obviously of a nice quality as I could make out the brand Rigby & Peller, and I could see that the gusset was seriously stained with pee and some skid marks. They had probably been worn for at least two days. The smaller girl passed them to the taller girl for a quick sniff and then she inhaled them deeply, before holding them under my mask and nasal holes. An incredible aroma emanated from them, and probably the strongest I have ever encountered. She pushed them deep into my mouth and the taller girl quickly secured my mouth plate on. I could easily taste the strong cum contents of this gag. 

The smaller girl went back to the boxes and out of it came four leather cuffs with rings on and soft woollen bands on the insides of the cuffs; these were attached to each of my ankles and wrists. The larger girl attached a chain loop and similar collar around my neck. She led me out of the room, through the waiting room and down the corridor to the other end of the wing. The smaller girl brought the metal boxes. We went through another door and down some stairs into a lit basement corridor.

Down this corridor we went and, once more, through another door which opened into what was a small ante room and then into this larger room. It was totally dark, except for spotlights focused down onto this contraption in the centre of the room. 

The taller girl led me across to it and pushed me down into position. I found out later it was a "Stockroom Stockade." It's simple but effective. It comprises of an 'I' shaped adjustable (30 to 45 inches), square tubular brushed steel framework on the floor. The top and bottom of the 'I' bars were effectively spreaders with their shackles and chains at the end of the legs. The leg spreader was set to splay my ankles out at 18 inches from the centre and the arm one at 12 inches from the centre point.

The two smaller shackles (2and1/4 inches) were for my wrists and the larger ones (2 and 7/8) were for my ankles. At the wrist end, off the centre bar on the floor there was a padded blue torso bench, 12 inches long and 4 wide, designed to let my breasts hang down pendulously. Just in front of the torso bench there was an adjustable collar pole, with a brushed steel neck ring and padlock. At the rear there was another adjustable vertical pole and across this, there was a devious fucking rod, already with a eight inch pink dildo assembled on it. This rod could be left loose for active penetration or tightened up for enforced restraint.

My crotch plate was removed by the larger girl, and the younger one rapidly had my ankles and then my legs secured. The taller girl snapped on the neck steel ring and padlocked me in. It was, to start, fairly comfortable, though I felt totally exposed. The taller girl went to the rear, took a little lubricant and slid this dildo into my anal ring, just opening me up, and then tightened it into position.

The taller girl came forward and brushed my ponytail into place. The smaller girl was in front of me already, and I could feel her staring at me though her fly-eyes. She produced a second ziplock bag and, from inside, she lifted out another pair of white panties. These were a replica of the first pair and, again, the smaller girl carefully showed them to me and their contents which, I could tell, were even heavier than the first pair. She deeply sniffed them and then stood right in front of me with her legs splayed.

The taller girl dropped to her knees and undid her companion's crotch plate, revealing a completely bald pussy. The smaller girl started leaning backwards, provocatively displaying her labia outwards towards me; these were indeed quite prominent and hung downwards around her vaginal hole.

Her cunt was totally shaved and the whole picture gave the impression that she looked young and tight. She had a nice little protruding clit emerging from its little nest, and let her fingers dance over it. The taller girl knelt down and started to tongue her friend and then fingered her to bring her glistening cum to the fore. When she was happy there was ample, she took the panties and wiped the gusset up and down her friend's slit so that the panties absorbed its honey.

The taller girl stepped away, and the smaller girl turned around and bent all the way over revealing a lovely little puckered anus to me. The taller girl stepped back in and pushed the gusset of the panties into its anal home. The smaller girl just stood there in that position for some three to four minutes, showing me her bottom with the panties hanging down her crack. 

The taller girl came across and removed them and showed me the fresh stains. She turned back to the smaller girl and gave her the panties and the smaller girl came across to me. In a deft move, she put the panties over my anchored head and took a white ribbon and secured it so the aromatic and moist gusset was right up against my nasal holes. The taller girl returned to pleasing her smaller friend and, a few minutes later, she was orgasming into her friend's mouth, right in line of my eyesight. 

Finally the taller girl replaced the smaller girl's crotch plate, undid her friend's mouth plate and kissed her deeply so that the smaller girl took in her own taste. This plate was then done up and the two girls left leaving me there, helpless. Every attempted movement of my body resulted in either feeling the rear dildo, or taking in an extra waft of the sensuous panties.

I was left there for ages and ages and my mind turned to the sights I had seen and pleasing the owner of these panties cunt and bottom, or to Elaine's love zones. The lights were left on but I couldn't really see anything. There were three cages that I could make out in the gloom and boxes on another trolley. I had never endured this form of restraint or intensity of panties inhalation before. Elaine was right about me being pushed. I found out afterwards that the room had a camera on, partly for other women's enjoyment, and partly for safety.

Was it an hour, or two hours, later that the two girls came back? Well, I had lost my sense of time. I presumed it was them as their body sizes were roughly the same as before -- the taller girl was, perhaps, a little smaller. Their latex suits were the same style. With them was Tammie, dressed in a very black plain corset with black stockings. Her cunt was exposed and it was nicely defined with naked heavy lips and, around them, an outline of wiry brown pubes. In front of me, they pulled up this open toilet seat on a stool and Tammy sat down. Without hesitation, the taller girl came across kissed her and paid her homage from underneath. She then led her number two into the same position, the smaller girl having had her mouth plate removed to reveal a very luscious pair of lips painted pink. She too paid homage to Tammy.

Tammy commanded us, "Ok proceed with the punishments." (What had I done wrong?)

"Remove both your crotch plates and let's have the Slave's mouth and breasts exposed." 

The smaller girl removed the taller girl's crotch plate and moved down to kiss her cunt and under to her anus. The taller girl then removed the breast plates on her mate and these lovely full pale C cups with much defined brown pert, and now swollen, nipples emerged.

The taller girl gave them a nuzzle and moved down to the smaller girl's naked cunt once more. All very erotic and I was still taking in the very personal scent off the panties. The shorter girl was brought quickly up her orgasm mountain of excitement and anticipation by the feel of the lips and tongue of her mate.

"Commence the punishment with the Slave; she knows why she is here." 

Tammy handed the taller girl this short crop with a pink rod and a leather tip. The taller girl took it and went across and teased the smaller girl's nipples and then followed three short sharp flicks of the leather end right across the point of the nipples. There was a stifled yelp from the victim and I noticed small red welts across the points of her breasts, but her nipples were now bursting with excitement. 

"Clamp them," 

The taller girl took two ring clamps from one of the boxes and fitted and screwed them on; her nipples were now seriously distended. 

"Present her bottom to the new Slave."

The smaller girl was turned around and the taller girl used her crop to get her to widen her legs and bend over, opening up the sight of her sweet cunt and anus to me. Five hard cracks fell from the right arm of the taller girl, a punishment that the smaller girl meekly accepted.

The taller girl then brought the smaller girl forward and got her to bend backwards like a gymnast to present her cunt upwards to me. The taller girl temptingly teased the smaller one's slit and labia with the crop, and used the tip to enter her; suddenly, she flicked her clit three times and another three hard smacks on her mons, to which she winced and yelped. The taller girl now came behind me and, crack, eight strokes hit my backside. God, this stung, and each crack moved, enticingly, the lodger in my rear.

Tammy then spoke. "Ok, Elaine, you may now remove your breast plate and then tell Clare why the two of you slaves are receiving a punishment, explain the situation and relationship here, and give a sense of what could happen." Oh, goodness me, the taller girl was Elaine. I really should have guessed but then I wasn't sure if it was her that had been there on the first trip into this room.

Elaine started, "Remember when you came and stayed with Isabelle (her 18 year old daughter) and me, and she and I had to head off for three days, ostensibly for a weekend away. You house-sat for us; well I deliberately left two pairs of my used panties in the laundry basket in the bathroom, as well as leaving you a well used pink pair under your pillow for your enjoyment (I had no problem with that). Well, I had rigged a motion trip on the basket that triggered small cameras in the bathroom, my bedroom and the guest room. It didn't surprise me that you also went to enjoy my laundry basket panties, which were deliberately black ones to distinguish them on camera. However, I had not realised that Isabelle had left pairs in the basket too and you went and really enjoyed these as well. These were yellow, green and white pairs and, clearly, young adult ones in design and not mine. You really enjoyed them as, like a lot of young women, she tends to be heavy in her usage of her underwear. Don't deny it."

She pressed a button and there, on a screen, emerged pictures of me taking them and with my nose buried in Isabelle panties gussets, as well as also in Elaine's. 

"So, the punishments are twofold, firstly for Isabelle not taking care of her smalls as I have advised her to and secondly to you."

"Yes, this is Isabelle who is here as the other slave, and you may as well know that she is now a novice of eight months experience. I'll be frank, she is far worse than I was at that age, as she is now the same age when we two first met."

"She is highly orgasmic as I was back then, and she adores any sexual stimulation. Sex has always been on her mind and she lost her virginity in a not-so-good way at a very young age, but now she is largely focused on us women for her pleasure. She may well become, and I actually welcome it, a lesbian through and through. She has two lovely girlfriends outside the Ring, one very special, and I have actually been privy to their love-making, if not directly involved (yet)."

"As to 'us', she came to me for advice on her girl-relationships and 'confessed' up to her preference of sexuality. I thinks she was a little surprised on how nonplussed as I was, and I later admitted my interests to her. Later on, after several intimate discussions between us, she asked me outright if, firstly, despite the public in acceptance of it, I would make proper love to her and, secondly, if I would teach her all I could about lesbian sex and fetish behaviour. After much reflection and many, many nights where we shared our beds, bodies and my toys (though she now has her own), I introduced her to the Ring last year through Tammy and she is now well down the slave track."

"She has known and shared intricate details of several of my intimate experiences for much longer. I have told her all about you and what we have been up to and she is quite turned on by transvestism, submission, and your love of our feminine aromatic pleasures."

"By the way, she is not having sex with men in the Ring or elsewhere (her decision), not even Mark, though she has been present when I have made love with him and we have put on some lesbian shows."

"She has frequently actively participated with Tammy and me, for example, during those three days we left you. Tammy made serious love to us and enforced some novel servitude on us; the culmination was that we had to make our way to London to offer ourselves to a close domme friend of hers down there, and both Tammy and her friend ended up taking Isabelle and me several times. And they made us make serious sensual, oral and penetrative love both ways between ourselves as two independent women. If you remember we came back exhausted, claiming we had been skiing for a weekend"    

"I'll be frank, she is a switch and, as I said, she is seriously far more advanced into the fetish scene than I was at her age. She loves any toy play, she is into fucking machines (which we never had), restraint and especially having her breasts hogtied or flayed, all forms of oral sex and she loves those chin dildos we used on you these last two days, watersports and full toilet play."

"On that one, she is like her mother and loves drinking pee, and she also loves full toilet sessions. Apart from me, she has also served Tammy, Jenny and quite a few others of us in this aspect and is willing to teach you. She loves used panties as well, and that probably started from learning about your experiences. I admit to using mine on her."

"One of her specialities is fisting, and both ways. As you may discover, her wrists are small and she can really get her hand up either love channel. She has brought me to massive orgasms by having her whole fist in my pussy (I can only get 4 of my own fingers in) and she has been up my back passage almost to her elbow and I have seen her do it with her girlfriend. As to receiving, she is young and flexible and can really stretch and she loves it".

"Anyway, less of my rambling. Isabelle is going to be your companion for now. I am disappearing with Tammy, once this session is over for some play. To you, Isabelle." 

"Thanks Elaine, thanks, 'Mum' should I say. Under the seat with you and please me again."

Isabelle plonked herself down on the toilet stool and Elaine went to work, dutifully bringing Isabelle quickly to a minor oral orgasm. With this, Isabelle took herself of the seat and moved over Elaine's body, forcefully rubbing her larger breasts into Elaine and then moving down to grind her mother cunt to cunt. Elaine was soon hitting her high wave.

Knowing that, like herself, Elaine had a strong sex positive gene and would go for a second even more intense orgasm, Isabelle instructed Elaine, "Ok, Mum, hold it; I want you to harness up, take the double dildo and take Clare's rear." 

Elaine moved to do this and took down the vibrator pole to give her full access to me. Isabelle moved forward and removed her panties from my head and my mouth. 

"There will be far worse offerings in the weeks to come on my panties than these, Clare." 

She turned, pulled up a bench and lay on it presenting her soaking (from both women) bottom to my clamped head for oral pleasure. She moved back squarely on to my face for me to satisfy her and take her to her second peak. 

"Ok, Mum, start making love to Clare, and Tammy, will you may wish to take Mum in her rear, preferably with an 8 inch plus cock."

Quickly, this Sapphic chain formed, the thrusts from Elaine, and secondly Tammy driving herself into Elaine, forced my tongue deeper into Isabelle's young anus and then her cunt. Her taste was similar to what I had been taking in for the long time before, and I could taste Elaine on her too. I couldn't believe how sexually confident she was.

Isabelle was very, very wet by now; Elaine had mentioned that she was very sensitive and multi-orgasmic. I could feel Elaine cumming behind me, now driven in part by Tammy's aroused attention. As this all finished, Isabelle came around, grabbed the pink crop, and cracked it against my bottom six times. She then put on her mother's harness with its sticky dildos and climbed on top of me, her hard breasts and disgorged nipples rubbing erotically along my back. I realised the harness had a cock on her side and she was soon climaxing heavily yet again. She collapsed on my back.




Weekend with Elaine Ch. 06



"Ok slaves, time to clean up and behave," ordered Tammy.

We duly did, with relevant homage paid and Isabelle and I were fully back in our novice gear, but with our mouth plates left off, crotch plates on and fly plates over our eyes. Before Elaine snapped home the crotch plates, she inserted these black probes into our rear channels; there was a tube running away from each of them, that then ran through a small reinforced hole in the crotch of the suit, directly under the anus. 

Elaine attached wrist and ankle shackles on to her daughter and led both of us over to one of the cages. She undid the doors, got us to stand close to each other with Isabelle standing on a small box, and then she attached our wrists together and onto the cage walls above us, and our feet as well. She also took a chain and ran it around our necks and padlocked it -- this forced our heads close together. 

"Ok, Isabella, you can talk to Clare but only about sexual things and you may also kiss her." 

With that, Tammy and Elaine left and switched off the light, leaving only a very dim 15 watt light over us and the red lights of CCTV running.



Weekend with Elaine Ch. 07



We were left snuggled together in our strung, latexed, and plugged position for at least two hours or, possibly, even as long as three hours. I lost any sense of time and after about half an hour it was dark as the light slowly dimmed on us. 

All I could sense was Isabelle right in front of me. She started by asking me a suite of questions over my transformation over the years, my interests and fetishes and time at University with Elaine, her mother. She told me how she got involved with her girlfriend at school, how she lost her virginity (not that pleasant), how she started to become interested in fetish play, and then how she confessed to Elaine. 

Isabelle emphasised how wonderfully supportive her mother had been and then surprisingly to her, so accommodating and loving when Isabelle wanted to take her knowledge level of this scene that much further. She didn't go too much into the Ring and her experiences, rather the range of experiences she had gained and, from it, that she now far preferred female sex, and the more non-vanilla the better. 

I promised to have lunch or dinner with her to more fully chat through my development to this point and to hear more of her experiences. 

From time to time, she leant forward and intensely kissed me. As time wore on, our chat quietened down and only the kissing continued, just the occasional moment spoken on what we were thinking or feeling. 

We were left to roam deep into our minds and thoughts of what we were experiencing, and our plugs gnawed away at our minds with their presence. It was, I think, about two thirds through when I heard a little whirring and I felt my probe starting to very slowly expand inside me. A small increase and then, 10 minutes or so, it had inflated just enough to make us uncomfortable; this was followed by a short rest period to let our love channels accommodate this growing pleasure invader. 

Slowly, again, the probe got larger and larger and I was being stretched like I never had been before. Perversely, it seemed to make my suspended arms ache more, I guess my legs were being weakened by the anal onslaught. Somewhere in this exquisite 'torture,' Isabelle kissed me once more and whispered,

"Bear with it; it is all designed so the Dommes can use really large toys on us. I have taken some unbelievable monsters, and even Jenny and Mum have now used an 8 inch girth cock harness on me at home." 

Finally, the pumping stopped on me; I could sense, though, that Isabelle's was getting even larger in her. A period of contraction passed and the lights came up gradually. The door opened and in walked Tammy, still in her black corset but now with black panties on too. With Tammy was another pink-latexed and fly-eyed slave; she was taller than Elaine, so it obviously wasn't her. The slave came across and opened the two bottom doors of our cage. As I found out, there were 3 separate doors allowing our mistress to do what they needed to, or to play with us, and still keep us caged. 

She climbed in and released our crotch plates. Tammy looked through the door, inspected the plugs, and took photographs. 

"Good work here, both of the slaves are nicely stretched, that should pay dividends later." 

She played with Isabelle's cunt and quickly had her moaning. As to me, she fingered my vaginal sheath and teased my clit. I was on the verge of exploding. She pulled out and ordered the slave to deflate our probes, tongue our gaping holes, and release us from our shackles.

"Ok, slave, give them a large bottle of water and put a mat in there along with the toilet seat in there, and lock up the cage again."

The toilet seat was a black open steel frame 20 inches long, 14 wide and 12 high. There were two shackles off the side, so one person sat on the seat 'conventionally' and the other gave oral servitude from underneath at 90.° In effect, it was a sophisticated variation of Elaine's or my ex's queening/facesitting boxes. 

Tammy came across with two boxes, opened the central part of the door, and gave them to Isabelle. 

"You know what these are for, Isabelle, Enjoy." 

Again we were locked in and the two women left the room. We sat on the mat, relieved we were out of our chains. Remember only our crotches and mouths were exposed to each other's sight. 

"What's in there?"

"You will see. Here, have some water as we should keep ourselves hydrated."

Isabelle opened the bottle and handed to me. I took a large sip and handed it back, Isabelle took two enormous gulps. 

"Tell me more about this artificial vagina of yours and what about your breasts? The vagina looks so realistic and I want to play with it, but I have only had a quick glance of your boobs, hanging down sensually on the stockade." 

So I told her about what Jenny had arranged and then gave her a background to my breasts and what it was like wearing them, or being without,. We demolished the bottle quickly, well Isabella did. And we carried on chatting.

Some 20 minutes later, Isabella asked if I needed a pee.

"No, I'm ok; I have hardly drunk anything since breakfast."

"Well I need a pee. We've only the seat so I guess I will go over the mat. That will be a major punishment for us both if I/we leak on the mat."

"There's one alternative, Clare"

"I can guess and your mother has used me before for peeing on."

"Yes, under the stool with you." So I shuffled into position with my head looking upwards. Isabella leant over and secured my wrists to the chains. 

"Ok Clare, open your mouth."

I was expecting to see her glorious bottom, but she opened a box and produced a funnel. This funnel had a 'cup' at its base to help prevent leakage by plugging my mouth. Once that was in position, she stood above the seat and opened her bottom to me to expose her deliciously shaved cunt. She lowered herself onto the funnel and quickly started to release her pee. She flooded my mouth and I was forced to swallow it all. Her taste wasn't bad and I took her in, draining the funnel. Once finished, Isabella removed the funnel and lowered the seat and presented her wet gash for me to clean her. Now this I enjoyed, the mix of her pee and her pre-cum starting to emerge. 

"God, you are getting excited, Clare. Just a second." 

She got up, opened the other box and took out a chin dildo, like the second one I had tried with her mother. She attached it and then mounted the seat again, this time gyrating and spreading her cunt right in front of me. And then she lowered herself onto my chin, presenting me with her anus for my tongue to pay her its dues.

"Move up and down, Clare, and fuck me."

She very quickly climaxed, gushing her cum into my mouth. 

"Mmmm, that's so good."

We wound down, "Next time, I want to go further, Clare." I had a semblance of what she meant.

We were left in the cage for about another forty-five minutes. Again we chatted and lightly kissed and cuddled. Two latexed slaves came in and opened up the cage and released us. We were 'crotch' covered, but our mouths were still left open. Steel bands were put around our necks, chains connected and the two fellow slaves walked us out of the room we had been in for hours and upstairs to a kitchen. It was dark outside and I noticed there was no clock. There on a bench table were two large bowls of tagliatelle carbonara, cutlery and a large glass of white wine.

We were sat down and told to eat. The slaves stood behind us holding our chains. We ate in silence and they said nothing. As we finished, Isabelle's slaves removed our plates and placed them in the dishwasher. She came back with some raspberries and meringues, and two pills. Isabelle took hers and washed it down with her wine.

"Clare, don't fret, this is a safe form of amyl nitrate and the effect will be to get you very high, liberated, sexually sensitive and performing. It's a super buzz."

As we finished, the rest of the plates and glasses were cleared. The slave girls used a towel to freshen us up and then touched our lips up with lipstick. They undid our crotch plates and used warm towels to bathe us. A quick kiss from them down there and the plates were put back on.

We were then led through some more corridors and into a more sumptuous part of the house. Upstairs, down another corridor, and we were led into this huge, beautifully decorated and lit bedroom. Off one wall, there was this glorious, enormous, Californian King (or larger) ultramodern four poster bed. It was some 8 feet long, over 7 feet wide and at least 7.5 to 8 feet high.

The beams of the bed were certainly sturdy but sleek. It was built in black steel. The bed-head comprised of a lattice of 18 squares, 12 of which had large metal rectangular 'staples' attached to them. The foot of the bed was a strip of 12 squares and similarly stapled.

On the bed were black latex sheets and pillows, and the most noticeable thing, there was an enormous cradle in silver chains and black leather. Hanging off the staples was a plethora of different shackles. Instead of bed side tables, there were two matching long drawers, stretching down the length of the bed on either side. On top of the drawers there were lamps and I could see various spreaders, shackles, and gags.

In front of the bed were two frames, called what I was to learn, sub-stands. The bases were about 3 feet square. And in the middle there was this hurdle mechanism with an intersecting bar about a foot up, and then a well padded rounded bar at about 2 and a half feet. There were support stays holding up the posts and to these were attached ankle and wrist cuffs. 

Both apparatuses and fittings were black to match the bed and architecturally were in a similar style to the bed. There was a third low long matching drawer next to the stands as well as two similarly matched, long, low, padded benches that could be placed through the gap of the hurdle under the slave. It was to these stands that we were led. Our slaves quickly attached our restraints and we were forced into a bending position looking at each other.

The slaves removed our crotch plates from their pop studs, kissed our love orifices, and then inserted into us, a ribbed very long (even longer than the previous one), grooved rubber, probe. They connected up the tubes again so I knew we were going to undergo a second stretching. Through my fly-eyes, I could see Isabelle smiling at me.

The slaves went to the drawers and two blue ziplock bags and two yellow ones emerged. They both held white panties which were ceremoniously presented to us, displaying very heavily stained gussets, but this time there was no sniffing by the girls. One blue bag white pair of panties went into my mouth and one yellow bag white pair into Isabelle's and our mouth plates were pushed on.

I immediately could taste a very strong mix of cum and pee. Then they reversed the bags and slipped them over our heads so we would inhale the opposite gussets. If I thought Elaine's or Isabelle's were delicious, these were indeed very aromatic and intense. Finally, they took out a paddle each and we received eight light-ish smacks each on our bottom cheeks. The girls then left us, closed the door, the lights dimmed in the room but with spotlights on us and over the bed. Operatic music, (the Magic Flute) started to come over a sound system.

The pill was taking effect and I was getting some very horny visions of Isabelle, Elaine and Jenny in action and their erogenous zones, almost mental pornographic pictures. Over the next 45 minutes, our probes expanded and my mental pictures intensified to the point of some highly deviant thoughts along with accelerating my transformation -("ha ha," I can hear some of you say about deviancy, given the shared experiences and thoughts here). Isabelle was also in the same sphere of mental bliss, and I presumed she already knew about these highs; I could hear a muffled mewing coming from Isabelle, and she was evidently getting well and truly turned on. 

The door to our luxurious chamber opened and in walked Tammy hand-in-hand with a new woman (to both of us apparently), and one of the slaves totally ensconced in latex. (I was suspicious that it was Elaine, and Isabelle was too, I found out afterwards). There was one major difference in that she was obviously seriously gagged and her latex mask was supporting a 7 inch cock. I suspected that she was well and truly plugged and Isabelle and I afterwards thought that it was one that too her in both her love cavities, given her shuffled walk. The two women walked around us and stroked us, admiring our restraint and how we were on a high, taking in the scent we had been served.

They stood in front of us. Tammy hadn't overtly changed. The new woman was attired in a gorgeous black corset, expensive stockings and panties that seem to match Tammy's. The difference was that her corset was fuller, more heavily stayed and lacier on its trim.

She was the same height as Tammy and me, but much slimmer. I would have guessed her at a 36D, and as we were shortly to discover, breasts that had lost a bit of their tautness so that they hung down slanted towards her sides, not that they weren't attractive. Her skin was still supple and her aureoles were large, smooth and brown with very nice, prominent nipples.

Her neck was still very smooth and she had nicely defined shoulder and collar bones; there were some freckles on her chest and her arms. Her torso, allowing for its corsetry, was still very slim. Her face was still young looking, a few wrinkles, high cheekbones, green eyes, a lovely mouth, arched eyebrows, and shoulder length red-brown hair that had a little hint of grey in it. I put at her at about 50 and perhaps some Irish blood in her. She was beautifully presented and made up. Her legs and bottom were in fantastic shape. Here was a woman of some substance.

Tammy and she kissed in front of us and then each helped the other remove their panties. She paraded her cunt in front of us and I admit to gagging at the prospect of service. A lovely gash, short brown pubes fringing her labia and around her clit and extending down to her anus, but leaving her mons and those side strips of skin that front onto the labia clean.

Her lips did not see that prominent as the pink slit and the entrance to her womb were very evident. There was a little ridge between the base of her cunt and down to her anus.

"Georgie, I think we should put these new slaves to the test." 

"I agree" (a very upper-class voice).

"Slave, start by removing their crotch panties, and run a separate finger each over their cunts to check their moistness, and try your chin cock on them to see that they are truly wet."

"Now, let us smell your fingers."

"Slave, get us two riding crops from the drawer." 

The slave obeyed Tammy and fetched the crops and kissed the tips. Tammy went behind Isabelle and Georgie behind me. Six hard lashes came down on our high, opened-up bottoms on top of the apparatus bar; 3 on each cheek, came down which had us gagging on the panties in our mouth. Then they switched. I could feel my clit really wanting relief.

"Slave, remove their panties off their head. You may inhale them as deference to us, and then remove their mouth plates and panties gags."

"Georgie, these two are both seriously into female aromatic senses and can take all fluids, though they have yet to be tested by me on whether they truly accept period emissions. They both drink female pee, and seem to love it. Slave Isabelle will, no doubt, eat your poop and clean you fully. Isabelle will very shortly train Clare in this discipline. I can e-mail you a clip of her performance to check that she is versed in this."

"Slave, push the benches into position underneath them. And check that their anal probes are fully extended to my recommendation and add another ½ inch expansion in two minutes." 

Tammy and Georgie climbed onto the benches just under us, Tammy with Isabelle and Georgie with me. The slave came across and wedged a small latex pillow under their bottom globes so as to push their cunts closer to our mouths. Our heads were hanging downwards as our bottoms were pivoted over the bar. The slave moved my pony tail to one side. 

"Slave Isabelle and Clare, please us."

We went to work. The aroma on Georgie matched what I had been taking in through my nose and I supposed that Isabelle had Tammy's, which then meant I had been tasting Tammy's extracts and Isabelle, Georgie's. 

The pill was really kicking in and I felt I could tunnel right up Georgie's love channel and wanted to be a part of her intimate area. I began by kissing a circle around Georgie's pinkness, stimulating the sensitive flesh of her mons, fragrant with the product of earlier orgasms and arousal. I then moved downwards to the even-more sensitive skin to either side of her luxuriant slit.

And then slowly, lovingly, I lowered my mouth onto her sex, covering her vulva and caressing the warm moist cleft with warm moist breath. Georgie began to respond, and given her domme position, started to roughly grind her spasming cunt into my face. 

I went to work with my lips and tongue on Georgie's engorged clit. She seemed to really take to this and I slid the soft underside of my tongue over her, essentially brief sessions of softly sucking her clit and then taking the surrounding flesh in and out of my mouth. 

Georgie started to moan and squeal in high pitches, almost girl like; this just excited me further and was enhanced when she started to plead me to continue and utter obscenities. The onslaught I laid on could not continue for much longer, and there was only one result. Georgie's erotic screaming trailed off into a high pitched squealing as the first waves of a major orgasm overcame her and her body duly responded. She came off her high as her moans fell back to a soft but continual sighing, timed as orgasmic pleasure swept over her.

Tammy was also soaking up her climatic pleasure and shaking against Isabelle's young, but trained, mouth.

As we finished, the attendant slave moved in and started to chin fuck Georgie to move her into a second phase orgasm. As this quickly arrived, I was ready to clean her up. The slave withdrew and went over to take Tammy this way, with Isabelle in 'cleaning' mode.

Tammy went to the bedside drawer and took out two large white ball and leather gags which each of them strapped into our mouths. The slave deflated our probes and removed them, sucking the probes as they emerged and rubbing them over her crotch plate. She undid my shackles one by one and I was led over to the bed. 

Isabelle followed, but Tammy moved in and clamped her breasts again -- and then chose 3 small teeth clamps which the Slave had to put one on either of Isabelle's labial lips and finally the third onto her clit. Isabelle was almost in tears. 

We were pushed over the bed cradle mechanism so we were lying across the bed, which must have been exquisite agony for Isabelle as the front of her cunt was pointing downwards and the clamps rubbing against the cradle leather. Tammy shackled our wrists to the side of the bed and Georgie, my right ankle and Isabelle's left ankle to the bed as well. Our other ankles were chained together. Our cunts and anuses were high up in the air and totally vulnerable to these two mistresses. Tammy and Georgie came around in front of us and chose their harnesses. These were heavy neoprene straps that took bulb plugs into their vulvas then came through a wide ring into a long, heavy, black cock with large balls. They then chose two heavy steel 7 inch vibrators and that was the last we saw as the Slave blindfolded us. 

I felt one of them behind me and realised from her size and weight it was Tammy. She went down on me briefly with her tongue and then I felt the heavy vibrator enter my sheath and play along my clit. And then entry into my rear with her large penis. She started to fuck me and I sensed Georgie was in time with Isabelle as our left and right legs moved together. I could feel my clit getting increasingly wetter. And then I felt Tammy juddering on me and, as she did, a gush of fluid shot into the depths of my gurl-cunt.




Weekend with Elaine Ch. 07



I had never been taken like this. There was then a switch over and I sensed Georgie with her massive tool entering me and her breasts on my back. It wasn't long before I was climaxing by their pure frotting of me and thought process; she was in her heaven and unloading more warm fluid into me. 

The women stayed on our backs, their cocks in us as all of us came down. Then they slowly withdrew and got off the bed.

"God, they are a good fuck, Tammy," we heard Georgie say; "They are hired, if you will release them to me." 

We heard the two women move around the room tidying up or inspecting us, or playing with the Slave. Eventually they left the room but with two orders;

"Slave, give them each a half pill, get them to toilet and then get them to bed. And after this, report to us in the Master Bedroom where you will be taken tonight by all the women here but these two." 

The Slave was left to her own thoughts of what was to happen to her, given what she had seen here. She cleaned us up and unshackled us, which took some 15 to 20 minutes, once we had been ungagged and made to swallow the pill. She kept us blindfolded. 

Isabelle asked her, "Is that you Elaine?" To which she did not give any sign of response of the affirmative or negative (remember she was still gagged and cocked). She took us by the wrists and led us into what I presumed was the bathroom.

She took off our blindfolds and there we were in a lovely well lit and mirrored bathroom. There was toothpaste and brushes, and the Slave took warm damp towels to our gashes. One thing though, there on the floor lay another toilet seat, this time the subservient lay in an enclosed Perspex cabinet under the seat, and the main bathroom toilet was locked shut.

Having got through our basics, Isabelle asked if I needed to go, which I did. So she climbed onto the floor and under the seat. The Slave took out a funnel and inserted it into her mouth and I sat there and let go. Not a full discharge but a medium one as I hadn't had that much to drink all day. However, as I sat here, a television screen came on with split pictures; there were cameras on us and two mini-ones were even attached under the seat, one on my gash and one downwards on Isabelle's mouth. 

The Slave and I (and I guess anybody else, and for posterity or porn movies or paid feeds), could see as well. As I finished, the Slave moved in and removed the funnel to wash it, and Isabelle tongued me clean. The amyl derivative pill boost was really taking its secondary effect on us both now and I really enjoyed it, as she did. 

"My turn now"

We repeated the process; I had no problem in cleaning Isabelle, lingering in her gash and cunt hole and giving her another little high, after the funnel was removed. However, the Slave then adjusted the seat downwards, so her bottom was right over me. 

"Clare, I need a poop, so no time like now to learn how to take me." 

Slowly, right above me, her anal muscles started to twitch and pucker and slowly a brown egg of hers came out, so erotically, from her anus as she pushed; it hung there giving me what was proving to be quite a sight, and then it fell into my open mouth. I was on a 'high' at this point, Isabella's anal aroma wasn't too bad as she was totally fresh and I did know that fresh pooh is like fresh pee in being clean and safe to take when just emerged. 

"Eat it quickly, darling Clare."

I took it in, chewing it down; it was smearing my lips and nasal slots to the latex mask, intensifying Isabella's aroma and indeed one of the facets to why I cherish (no, not love) her. Her anus puckered again and she slowly produced a second egg, letting it hover out of its home before imparting her second induction present. 

"Come on Clare; take me all in, as little mess as possible. I will introduce to my poo play at home but I am pleased that I have been able to give you something Mum hasn't yet." 

God, I thought, if Elaine's is like hers. 

Isabelle was watching the screen and could see my progress. 

"Now, use your tongue to clean me up." She squirmed her bottom into me, so as to smear her residue across my mouth and tongue. 

"Mmmmm, that feels so good, well done, you."

"A few more of these, along with Mum's and my period management, and we'll have you as our full-time toilet slave."

"Now the Slave will have to clean you up with towels and you will have to brush your teeth again. Sorry." 

All this over, and a re-fixing of our crotch plates, we were led out by our hands. We were taken next door into another nicely furnished bedroom, but this time, no bed. Instead on the floor, there was a large latex mat on a futon with a massive, heavy gauge, latex sheet. We had to lie down on them, hold hands and our other hand over our respective Venus mons. Our ankles were chained together. The Slave adjusted the sheet so our heads protruded through the two holes, and zipped it up on the side we had climbed in, and then around the top.

She turned on a switch. There was a vacuum machine somewhere that sucked the air out between the sheets and gradually we became totally restrained and immobile. There was very little noise but the pump continued to run to keep us restricted and in place. What a sensation this was with our pills still running their effect.

The Slave checked that our mouths were clear and then turned off the lights. Above us, a TV screen lit up, showing us clips of heavy Sapphic action in the Ring, on site and off site. We obviously weren't going anywhere and as we came off our highs, we fell asleep. I must admit to being exhausted; the mind was racing, but I felt safe with Elaine, Isabelle and their friends. Even Tammy and Georgie had been respectful, though obviously we had had to pay them the homage that they were due.



Weekend with Elaine Ch. 08



We slept fitfully. I felt the latex sheets stop pumping from time to time and air was pumped in for our 'circulation.' This gave Isabelle and I chance to shift and, over the night, we ended up more in the fetal position with each other. I had no idea at all of what time it was when a slave appeared and ordered us to hold hands and lie flat again, once more to be sealed and unable to move.

Yet another pill was put in our mouths and with a long slug of water, we swallowed them. Used panties that came of Georgie, I think, were placed under my nose, and Isabelle got a pair of Tammy's. We were able to speculate about this and we could just talk. I learnt that Isabelle had never been subjected to this form of restraint and she was enjoying it.

We were left for half an hour and our conversation became more sexually deviant as the pills took effect, and as we couldn't move. The door opened and Elaine and Jenny appeared, dressed in the white lingerie uniform of the Ring. 

"Good morning, girls, toilet time for you both."

They came across, climbed onto the mat and stood right over us and kissed intimately. Leaning down they pulled our nasal stimulators off us, and kissed our mouths, their tongues probing deep inside us. They then untied their panties and let them fall away. Elaine was above me and Jenny over Isabelle. 

Elaine spoke,

"Clare, I hope you don't need a funnel. Ok - Open your mouths." 

Both of them then squatted above us giving us intimate views of their love areas and letting their sex aroma descend to us; then they let their morning pee start to flow in ever-increasing copious streams. I tried to absorb as much as I could but Elaine was peeing everywhere and I was immersed in her liquid, into my nose and eyes, as well as my mouth. She shifted slightly so her anus was right above me, and just like what had happened the night before when Isabelle inducted me to being a human toilet, I saw her anus begin to twitch and open. She delivered what she had promised again on the expectation I would breakfast on her. She was much softer than Isabella had been, and was far more powerful in her taste; it was almost overwhelming. My brain said no to this, but the effects of the servitude, the serious want to please her, the relative pleasantry of Isabelle's product and the pill, kicked through. I took most of her into me, but then she sat on me, forcing her goo to spread all over her bum cheeks and my face. 

"Use your tongue and eat me out, my toilet slave, I want to cum on you."

I am sure Isabella was getting the same treatment. A few minutes later, both our lovers were in their heavenly ecstasy as they moved from a basic bodily function to their sexual ones and in duly subjugating us both.

We were released and our fly-eyes were removed. It was daylight.

"Ok, girls, go and get showered down, clean yourselves thoroughly, and also your sheath, Clare. Also do not forget your make-up. No toilet play between yourselves, attention to your mouths and teeth. And then we will take you through to breakfast."

To cut the details short, we breakfasted well and found out it was 10.30. We were instructed by Jenny that we were to attend to basic duties for most of the day and that meant being in the Ring's full latex suit for their fulfillment. Jenny was very particular on what we could and could not do and took time out with me each session to run through tasks and behaviour, and under the threat that later activities may not proceed if I messed things up. In essence, we saw a lot of the type of activities that we had been subjected to being applied to two other novices together,and one 'junior.' This woman was at Elaine's level but it wasn't Elaine, as she was much larger in her breasts with large aureoles and nipples, that were subjected to a lot of vacuum clamps. 

Meanwhile Elaine went off into session elsewhere, we presumed. However, Jenny was around and gave us good guidance through the day. In return, we had to pay due homage to her, Tammy and two other juniors during the day, principally with both of us using heavy cock harnesses like the one that Elaine had me use on her and Jenny back at her house.

The day rolled around and into the afternoon. After one torrid session of a junior that we witnessed which included a heavy flogging and then very sensual oral stimulation by Tammy, we were then taken by Jenny into this study; like the rest of the house it was sumptuous. We were sat down and our fly-eyes and mouth plates removed. A slave appeared with what were our handbags and pulled two ziplocks out of them. She informed me that I had to contemplate on Isabelle's used panties and secured this purple brief into place on me with a white ribbon behind me. Isabelle got a black pair of mine. We waited for about 20 minutes, saying nothing, and enjoying the essence of the other.

Finally in walked Tammy, and Jenny again. Jenny got us on our knees, and removed the panties on us. Tammy took her panties off and presented her cunt and anus for ours and Jenny's brief acknowledgement of her superiority as a leading Domme.

"You may sit down on the sofa, Slaves Isabelle and Clare, and you, Jenny can leave us."

Tammy sat down on an armchair opposite us, her wiry haired cunt in full view of us.

"A drink, some white wine?"

She poured us each a cold glass of a Sauvignon Blanc.#

"Now, well done, both of you. You have been subjected to quite a trial this past day, especially you, Clare, in being a novice. Well done, Isabelle, for what you have done in guiding Clare and getting her through some of the basics we expect of a slave. You are a credit to the Ring and I know that you and Elaine will really work hard on bringing Clare through and, in doing so, will enjoy much pleasure at Elaine's Cottage. 

"Isabelle, you are a chip off the same fetish block as your mother and a credit to her -- and way beyond many peer slaves for what you embrace and your tender years."

Tammy took a sip of the wine, allowing us to do so as well, and continued,

"As you know, who participates depends in part on who is present and available at our Ring houses and marrying the interests and training needs with the domes and seniors. Last night, there were three dommes here, Georgie, myself and one domme who is into a two day programme of intense training of ponies. We have two seniors present, one of whom is Jenny."

Isabelle and I looked at each other with an "Is this where Elaine was sent?" look.

"Georgie was very impressed with both of you and what you have attained. Clare, it was your sophistication in transformation and overt passivity in being a female sub and all that this should entail; Isabelle, it's your youthfulness, exuberance, learning and the level of subjugation you have achieved, and for both of you its how you two bonded as Sapphics though, of course, we all know that Elaine is a major piece of the relationship jigsaw. So I am not that surprised and I know it will continue and with increasing lesbian love. To this end, with some thought and with Georgie's pleas, exceptionally I am charging you with a very special task overnight tonight. More wine -- its ok? "

"Then let me explain what we want you both to do." Tammy took another swig of her wine. "Normally, what I am going to ask you to do would be for at least the level of Elaine, or that of Jenny s a senior. Indeed, I put your mother's candidacy forward as she has been an excellent fuck-companion to Georgie and has some experience of the task ahead. However, Georgie has asked, no pleaded, for you two"

Tammy went on, 

"It is not a 'lets have Elaine and her daughter" 'trophy' scenario that I am going to describe as that would considerably worry me; this proposition does not directly involve Georgiana. However, there is a lot of trust and confidence needed in you for this ahead; I am sure you have it, on the other hand I have to consider your inexperience, and for you, Isabelle, your age. But it is that innocence and novelty factor which Georgie thinks will be an excellent fit to her client's needs and indeed the scenario has been tested with the client and she is very happy to receive you both."

Tammy put down her glass and her look became more grave,

"Georgiana, sorry Georgie, runs a highly successful investment business near Nowich. She has also provided good financial advice to the Ring. The situation is that her corporate lawyer, from a major City firm, will be in Cambridge this afternoon to cement a significant multi-million pound deal for Georgie with an American investor, for which both the lawyer and Georgie will get considerable remuneration -- and, I am sure you realize, that will also help us indirectly."

"Now, more directly, Georgie's lawyer wants to deeply thank the client and they will be staying in Cambridge tonight for a lovely dinner and, perhaps no surprise to you, they desire intense pleasure after dinner. And, yes, you two will be their nocturnal pleasure as 'slaves and lovers' for the night. You are to offer what ever pleasure they need, desire, fetish, and deviancy (within reason) that they will demand of you. I expect that you both will offer, of your own free will, full access to your three main love channels, breasts and any part of your body to receive their attention, penetration and, need I say, any toilet or sex fluids that they may wish to so deposit and leave as their memory in or on you."

Tammy relaxed again, and took another draw of wine, watching our reactions.

"Good, today, Georgie has shared with her lawyer some of your own history, interests and how to really turn you on. I am assured that you will also be more than taken care of, not least the dinner will be wonderful. I am confident that it will be highly orgasmic for all four of you. So, all in all, what is to happen is that I am allowing Georgie to hire you out as a pair of high class lesbian escorts for the night."

I think, at this point, Isabelle and I looked at each other opened mouthed. 

"So you are fully aware and to show you the gravity of the deal, there will be a transaction of £4000 in cash involved tonight for your escorting in terms of companionship; whatever you get up to afterwards is legally your own affair. You will be instructed on how to give this cash to Georgie who will then give it to the Ring to help pay for our running costs. Georgie will not be present with you but she will be your driver this evening, and you may use a pre-charged and numbered mobile phone to contact her if you have any concerns. Anything that you make as tips for your escorting, you may keep; however may I suggest you invest it into high quality lingerie, sex toys and equipment for home, and perhaps for your mother's enjoyment too. I need not remind you your discretion, manners and decorum is paramount; in that Clare, you can give guidance to Isabelle."

Tammy then looked us and asked us if we were ok to which we both nodded, yes.

"Now, before the logistics to what will happen, Georgie's lawyer is a brilliant and rapidly upcoming young lady, making a serious amount of money and the escort fee is chickenfeed to her. Georgie would also like her to become a member of the Ring if we expand to the counties south of London. She has had sex with her on several occasions when in the City."

"She is, apparently, 28, unmarried, very pretty and through and through a lesbian. Her client is from California but works out of New York. She is also highly intelligent, 39, and bi. She is married with two daughters, the eldest of which is 17, and I sense from what has come through from Georgie, this one may be of a similar profile to you, Isabelle. Hence, why a night with them could be very opportune. Perhaps we ought to consider a 'cultural' exchange and who knows what could happen?"

"Over this deal and others, she and Georgie's lawyer have become good friends and now know each other intimately, so this will not be their first time together. We wouldn't have let you go if it was. Given their characters, they are both naturally towards the domme side of the spectrum, but both are switches which, I think, makes sense. I am not giving you their names at this time."

Tammy finished her glass and poured some more wine. We took sips of ours.

"So, as to the specifics, Jenny will take you from here and you will relieve yourself of your suits. You will dress in only white Ring nighties, no lingerie and not even slippers. You may see Elaine briefly but no mention of what is to happen as she does not know. However, she has indicated her absolute trust in Georgie and me over what we put you two through. Jenny will instruct you further." 

"You will leave here in a black windowed car to Jenny's salon in Cambridge. Here you will shower and you will have Jenny's team assist in any waxing needed, hair preparation, nails and, girls, even though your nails are already nicely manicured, I want your finger nails to be nicely frenched this evening. It is so much more professional and becoming for women of your persuasion and trade. The team will also ensure your love channels are absolutely clean for the evening ahead. You will be exquisitely made up and dressed. Jenny will have your normal clothing and you will wear the Ring's standard lingerie, except your stockings which may be black. You will wear heels (which Jenny has) rather than the Ring's booties." 

"As to jewellery, you will wear your necklaces. Exceptionally, I am giving you a second name to be added alongside Elaine's." 

And Tammy pulled out two gold names with "I am Georgie's "Georgie is now a co-mentor of you both."

"You will also wear the Ring's membership ring. Here is yours, Clare. I'll give it to Jenny for later, along with the necklaces; it's a reminder of your membership of us. Officially we welcome you in to our circle." 

I opened the box and inside there was a gold ring with a ribbon motif on the band. It was sized for my wedding finger.

"Finally, you will wear the black and steel bangles which are symbolic of our BDSM equipment that we all so enjoy and the pain and love we receive or give" 

"You will be ready for 8pm. Jenny will give you each a small discreet clutch bag. Inside, there will be a 10 pound note for emergencies, a card with Georgie's number, some lipstick and cosmetics, perfume, breath freshener, a small vibrator and a packet of female condoms; just in case; and any high class whore should be prepared for the unexpected. Georgie will pick you up, again in a darkened windowed car and drive you to the Hotel.

"You will be dropped at the entrance and make your way through the Hotel to the Suite number that she will have indicated to you. You will knock on the door, as any escort does, and wait for your clients. You should receive the money but you may leave it in an envelope on the side and it will be collected. Georgie has arranged for safe delivery of your overnight bags." "Any questions?"

We chorused, "No, Mistress Tammy. " "No, good; remember that you are part of a wonderful Sapphic ring and enjoy the evening and whatever experience comes your way. Remember to especially keep your cunts, anuses and mouths wide open for your clients, and you will not go too far wrong. I would strongly suggest that when you leave here, try and nap and refrain from any sex between you or Jenny and her team until this evening. Now go and see Elaine."

"Jenny!"

In came Jenny and she indicated us to follow her. We went back past the surgery to the basement and down the corridor we had been in yesterday afternoon. Past the room where I was first ensnared and had met Isabelle and, then, two doors down on the other side, Jenny beckoned us to stop. 

"Ok, Isabelle, Mum is in here in a very, very advanced bondage position and perhaps somewhat more extreme than you have ever seen."

"I am sure you can handle it, enjoy it, and your presence may well add to the severe humiliation that she is undergoing. I want you both to only focus on her. Her Domme is not here at the moment, but will return after we leave to continue their exquisite pleasure. Cameras will be running as well." 

She opened the door and we entered, into this ante room which was dimly lit, and the walls and ceiling covered in what were sound absorption tiles. Jenny locked the door, and asked us to help each other out of the suits and hoods we were in. What a relief. 

From a drawer, she took out two short plain white nighties; each nightie was the same, a cami bodice through which our boobs and nipples could be clearly seen and thin straps over our shoulders, and a lower 'skirt' part that came swishing to about 4 inches above our knees. This was all pretty thin material and gave little protection as we were now naked underneath the nightie, but it felt to be free and a nice feeling after so long in our suits.

We held hands and entered into the main chamber, similarly decorated to the ante-room. The room was dark but for sharp spotlights focused downwards on what was evidently Elaine. Let me describe in detail.

First of all, Elaine was suspended into a shallow pit upside down, being held by a system of chains and pulleys from the ceiling and the wall. The main sturdy chains were attached from the roof and hooked onto wide ankle cuffs which held her legs. She was dressed in the standard white lingerie of the Ring in terms of her stockings and deep suspender belt. 

Her legs were splayed wide apart as she could probably be stretched and, out of her anus, exposed to all, was this large pink rubber plate which had obviously been inflated to an enormous size in her so her bottom was somewhat distended. On the top of the plate was a long horse-like tail hanging down over her back. Alongside this vast anal toy, and probably it had been inserted into her cunt first, was a large and long white wand vibrator; this was standing nearly vertical on its own accord.

She was evidently in a state of some excitement as her anal muscles were spasming to press against the plug and, even from a distance, it was easy to see that she was soaking wet and crusted up with her white cum.

Further down her torso, she was supported in the mid-riff by a wide belt also with chains off black posts and the walls. Her breasts were hogtied forcing them downwards into a prominent swollen position and her nipples were standing out by over an inch and very, very distended; she had two small glass-like tubes over them that had been vacuumed and clamped off, squeezing each full nipple to way beyond baby-suckling size.

Looking down into the shallow pit, there was another supporting wide band around her neck with supports coming up from the floor to take the weight off her shoulders. Her head, hanging down, was clamped into this leather and chrome bridle and cap mechanism that embraced her hair and ears. Her mouth had been evidently ball gagged from the bridle, but her eyes were wide open. Her darkly made up eyes stared through the leg holes of a thick pair of, what I would describe as, old-fashioned white ribbed 'riding' panties, and their gusset was tightly set to Elaine's nose being secured behind her head, just how Isabelle and I loved to take used panties in. 

Her eyes were open, and here was the extraordinary thing, there was a small television screen right in front of her eyes so she couldn't avoid what was on the screen at any point. There were also large screens in the room on the upper level for others to view. 

The pit allowed for her love gash to be accessible at normal height but, to aid comfort for the giver of Elaine's 'pleasure' or for viewers, there was also a small walkway suspended above the pit all around her. Inside the pit, her head was at presentable level to a slave who was in there, and who was wearing another form of latex suit that totally exposed her large breasts and massive nipples, and all of her bottom. We guessed that Elaine was having to please the slave from time to time between inhaling and wand sessions. Up above, there were two slaves 'conventionally' dressed and fully covered, one with a medium horsewhip and the other with a short horsehair crop. 




Weekend with Elaine Ch. 08



We were allowed to walk around the pit and inspect Elaine; we could see that her bottom had been well and truly punished and abused, as well as her naked, now swollen mons pubis and her engorged labia and clitoris.

Jenny opened up in a loud voice, 

"Clare and Isabelle, you should know that Elaine is here for major punishment. As you are probably aware, she and Dr. Mark have had a relationship going on, and the Dommes think that it is now too unhealthy, even allowing for the fact that getting some nice cock is not a bad thing."

At this point the screens flickered on and there on screen was very clear high def footage of Elaine on a very large bed, similar to the one we had been on with Georgie and Tammy. Her small breasts were hanging down, and she was supporting herself on her arms, and being taken by Mark in her rear; his not-inconsiderable cock ravaging her love furrow and definitely pleasing her immensely. She was beetroot red in her face and chest, always a sign she was highly turned on, and in how she was riding back and forth on his spear, offering herself provocatively to him. And then footage of them cumming, the sperm emerging from her anal cavity, and Mark rubbing his sperm into her wet cunt, onto her breasts and then offering his fingers to her mouth with both of their cum on them, for her oral pleasure.

"Now, also you may both know that she has been developing a serious thing for pony play and she has now been on several training sessions, including yesterday, which was show-pony development in the stable yard. So her equine Domme has decided this is her punishment, to be trussed and prepared to be heavily subjugated to her Mistress, all in pony and riding mode."

Jenny continued,

"This process requires that the pony girl should be broken in, so as to be compliant and truly know and serve her female Mistress over and above an intimate man friend like Mark. She should also be aware of and, if necessary, be intimate with her equine stallion and that this should be ahead of any boyfriend. Breaking in also means that she will take a full saddle orifice plugging for being ridden on by her Mistress or whoever she deems shall ride her. In learning this, she will realise that there are better alternatives for such seriously fetish women as her than taking pleasure from a man, and that her equine Mistress is one of those who controls her pleasure" 

At this point, the footage moved to Elaine orally enjoying her Domme's stallion, duly pleasing it and herself, manifested by the substantial, massive, pink cock that filled and stretched her mouth, something that she was obviously relishing.

Elaine knew we were here by the muffled sounds of protest that we got, and by her bottom moving against its two pleasure tools, perhaps also in protest.

"By the way, the panties have been given to her by her Domme; she had worn them for over 3 days and nights, including under her jodhpurs, so imagine the essence that this debased pony-girl is now inhaling. Finally, just before this session, Elaine had to wank the cock with them, so as to add the exotica of scent and entice her further into serving her Domme. Don't you agree that she should be weaned off Mark and serve her Mistresses?"

"Anyway, it is time we get on the road and leave the House."

Again, there was movement from Elaine as she realised we were moving on, out of the House , however her gagging and panties prevented anything being said.

"I now want you both to bring Elaine to an intense single climax to say your farewells. She will see you at home at some point when you whores have completed your service of your clients to their full satisfaction"

Yet another struggle movement from Elaine as she heard this; was it protest?

"Slave Clare, remove Elaine's panties and her gag; if she mutters one word, whip her bottom and the other slave will use the horsewhip as well. Screams of pleasure are permissible though."

"Isabelle, in the pit with you, and present your beautiful cunt to your mother. You may inhale the Domme's panties if you wish and experience the intensity of what your mother is taking in."

Isabelle duly complied and went into the pit and removed the riding panties and the pit slave undid the gag. Isabelle moved forward, lifting her nightie and buried Elaine's head and tongue into her cunt. And she lifted the panties up to her nose to inhale the unique exotic aroma, which had her quickly pressing forward on her mother's nose and mouth.

"Clare, remove Elaine's cunt and lick off her love juice from it and her and then bring her up to orgasm."

We obeyed. I quickly went to work, firstly on this 18+ inch wand, and on Elaine's naked lips and clit, gently teasing her, and then running my nose and tongue into her gaping, very sticky cunt. It was so stretched that I could see all the intricate folds and bumps of her vulva in there; it was evident by its openness and heavy cum in there, and her sexual aromatic perfume, that she had been in this restraint position for some considerable while and had cum several times. This was further supported by the time it would have taken to safely stretch her anus to the immense dimension it now was; it was such a size that it was forcing her cunt outwards as well. 

Quickly, Elaine climbed her horsey mountain and she was soon moaning and started to scream with pleasure, guttural as I have never heard her and her bottom clenching so hard, pressing the rubber disc of the anchored balloon or plug further into her. As she brought Isabelle off, she came and came. Onto the screen came footage of her 'friend' cumming, so heavy that its jism streamed from her mouth and over her chest and breasts.

The screen switched back to Elaine and Mark in the master bedroom, the psychological torment was obviously going to be repeated, possibly with another variation. As I stepped back from the walkway, the anal plug was partly deflated in her so as to allow the reinsertion of the large wand back into Elaine's sopping cunt. Isabelle climbed out of the pit and straightened her nightie and we were quickly shepherded out of the room. Back in the ante room, we cleaned ourselves up and were quickly exited from this scene and the House.



Weekend with Elaine Ch. 09



Part 9 

Very quickly, Jenny led us out and up, and out of the house. A carpet had been laid down the steps to the car as we had no shoes on, only our nighties and not even bras or panties. It was very cold and bleak, what is deemed as being a raw evening, so we immediately knew about it. We were helped into the back of this darkened Mercedes and sat next to each other in the centre and left seat; the car was nice, welcoming and toasty warm. Jenny got in to the car, asked us to put our belts on.

"We're heading from here to my salon in Cambridge. It will take about forty five minutes to an hour, I guess, so why don't you two snuggle together and get a power nap. You will need the rest for later."

After the night before, and all our exertions, I think we both fell asleep by the time we got out of gates, or so it felt. 

We woke up as we came to a stop behind the salon in Cambridge; I had been there before just a couple of days before at the start of this amazing weekend and I am sure that Isabelle recognized where she was. A very late, pale, afternoon light came streaming in through the front window of the car, and I noticed that the street lights were already on. Jenny got out of the driver's seat and one of her team came to the door and helped us to climb out of the car.

"Take them, quickly, into the club area, Caroline, please."

We were very quickly escorted inside, and out of the evening cold.

Jenny's establishment had its main salon and then there were a variety of other rooms such as a sauna, solarium, a small exercise room as well as general treatment/massage rooms at the back and over the main salon. It wasn't large but then it was comfortably fitted out, and very warm with its decoration and subtle lighting. There were also private rooms for the staff and for personal treatment as well as bathrooms, changing rooms and toiletry/make-up areas.

We went upstairs still in our relative immodesty. Caroline suggested that we both had a quick shower ("and no hanky panky") so as to clean ourselves up, and that we could have a warm relaxing bath later. And into a lovely warm soapy shower we went. I removed my artificial vagina, so this was the first time that Isabelle had seen my gurl-clit. The hot water and soap was heavenly and it was followed by a toweling-down of us by Caroline and one of her assistants using wonderful, huge Egyptian cotton towels.

"Ok, I suggest that you can have a snack now," 

Out came some beautiful, 'finesse' sandwiches and lovely orange pekoe tea. This hit the spot for both of us.

With us feeling refreshed, Jenny re-appeared, and the two girls started the long preparation plan for us; this commenced with a close inspection of our bodies for any hair, beneath our eyebrows and then treating the offending patch. Also, they applied a retardant cream to my face to inhibit face growth for the next two days. This was followed by a wonderful pedicure and, as this was being done, the girls worked on the first stages of nail preparation for the French nails. This, of course, meant a manicure and then cutting the top part of all our finger nails all the way back to make the ledges for the French nails to sit on. 

Jenny and Caroline then moved us on to multiple douching and enemas; there was no privacy given here, and they closely inspected our love channels to ensure we were squeaky clean for what was to come that night. From this, Caroline had ran a warm bath for us and we were allowed to sit there, soak and chatter, a little about the evening to come and both of us were getting one or two nervous flutters. Out of the bath we came, another drying off with more of those lovely towels, And then Jenny helped me fit my vagina back on; this was followed by Caroline went to work on applying the stage make-up camouflage to my breast and gaffe seams to my skin, so that my prostheses were all but invisible to the eye.

The bathing all finished, we were led downstairs into the salon for hair styling and shaping, the fixing of our French nails and painting of the toe nails. I just love the feeling, or rather difficulty of handling things like stockings with French nails, it is such a feminine thing.

After this, we were moved to another room and in came Petra and Hazel, Jenny's make-up artistes and specialists and they set about their work. This seemed to last interminably as, of course, our fate with destiny was rapidly approaching. Our eyes were again made up in the Ring format of dark brown and colouring, with an emphasis on mascara to give us sultry looking, Middle Eastern style, eyes. 

And then came the dressing, with both of us girls still together with Jenny and Caroline. The Ring homage on dressing to Jenny or Caroline was spared, though I followed Isabelle in the respect of kissing our 'regulation' lingerie. I won't bore you with the details again (Part 5) but on went our soft white bras with their semi-transparent cups and ribbons, followed by the very deep white, stayed, semi transparent belt with its six white ruffled garter straps. Caroline fixed the clip and tightened and knotted the white ribbon lacing, and I could again feel the ribbon hanging down my bottom crack. We were then helped into yet new stockings Wolford stockings, but this time these were jet black stockings with seams and deep lacy tops. And, finally, the ribbon tie-panties that highlighted our bottoms from behind, and gave a hint of defining our cunts from the front. Caroline stood back and commented that we looked amazing and indeed very edible and that she loved that we were identically dressed. 

The two women went over to a closet and they came out of it with two matching black outfits. The tops were sleeved black very fine cashmere wraps that had low 'creased' rolling necks that would expose our necklaces. The wrap came over the left shoulder and hung down the left side of the back to just below the left knee. Off our left arm, the wrap swung back over to our right sides and just covered our skirt belts on the right side.

The skirts were beautifully tailored linen, short, black, pencil skirts, with a thin patent buckled belt. Very simple, elegant and befitting a class occasion. Caroline helped me into my skirt and did up the zipper and button, then fitted the belt; Jenny likewise to Isabelle.

Finally, for our ensemble, our shoes were produced; black strappy heels with 2.5 inch heels for Isabelle and 1.5 for me to close our height difference a little. Out came our jewellery, Jenny helping me into my newly tagged necklace, and my new ring to match Isabelle's; these went on our wedding fingers. Caroline produced stud like ear-rings and the black bangles with their steel rings hanging off them, but there was a third one for us which, for me, was attached around my right ankle and, for Isabelle, on her left one.

Caroline then flicked my extension over my left shoulder and Jenny brushed through Isabelle's hair. She looked radiant. I don't think I have really described her. 5 foot 1 and a slightly stocky build, not as svelte as her mother, but with lovely skin, long brown hair, grey/brown wide eyes, succulent downturned lips, a nice but slightly upturned nose. Wonderful C cup breasts with large pink aureoles and nipples that sat on top of the breasts giving that upturned 'ski-jump' effect. Her cunt was completely depilated of any pubic hair, apparently rendered by electrolysis. She had nice thick labia and a very pert little clit. There were no piercings on her yet, but I think that these may yet come.

Further down her love grotto, her anus was also devoid of any hair, and it was nicely puckered. Her skin around her anus was a light shade of brown that served to frame and emphasise her second love orifice. She had a small wart like her mother's on the left inside of her leg between her cunt and anus. Overall a 34C, 26, 36. She had completed her A levels and was on her gap year before heading to Cambridge University.

"Ok girls, final touch up with make up please and perfume."

It was Coco Chanel with its hint of sophistication and sexiness. 

"Here are your clutch bags. Check their contents."

And sure enough, as Tammy had said, there was the 10 pound note for emergencies, the card with Georgie's number, the lipstick (by the way our colouring for lips and nails was again a burnt red), the cosmetics, a small Coco perfume bottle, some breath freshener, a small chrome vibrator and the promised packet of female condoms.

"Ok, let's get some photos of you for our portfolio, and for the Ring's records."

This all done, and, my goodness did Isabella look good, we hugged each other and then Jenny and Caroline to thank them profusely. Jenny led us to a small lounge and there was Georgie, dressed simply and elegantly. She looked us over and said,

"They look perfect and adorable, well done Jenny and Caroline. Thank you." 

A round of white wine was poured for all.

"Nervous girls?"

"Yes, we admitted."

"You will be fine; the clients are very nice women, even though they may be affirmative and successful people."

"Oh, I need to give you these, Isabelle, you are the senior slave in the Ring of the two of you so I am giving you 6 of our stimulant pills. That should help settle you and boost your performance. I would suggest the first one around the end of dessert and before coffees and drinks, or during drinks so that your sensitivity levels are fine-tuned and heightened. They need 45 minutes to hit full peak and these ones will sustain you for over 2 hours, once up there."

"Come on you two, time to leave. It is just on 8pm and the clients will be waiting for you. Though it is no bad thing to make them wait a little, it will help tease their minds on their expectations of things to come and their excitement of seeing you at the door for the first time." 

We moved to leave. "No, just hold on for a minute, I want to give you two a little reminder of the Ring and your low status within it." 

Out of her bag, Georgie took two short snap clip chains and attached the very short one to my right wrist and Isabelle's left wrist and the slightly longer one on our respective ankles, so we were duly chained together. Then came these thin strapped ball gags, which Caroline put into my mouth and secured, and Jenny covered Isabelle's mouth. 

Caroline went to another closet and pulled out two beautiful fuchsia coloured wool coats that covered our knees and led up in a tailored buttoned manner over our bodies and breasts to our necklines where there was a high collar but with no turn-over that came across and buttoned down on three large buttons on our left necks. She helped me into mine adjusting my hair again, and Jenny aided Isabelle. 

Lastly, Georgie produced a large ziplock and from it pulled two mini-brief panties. 

"These are from your client so you can meditate on what to expect tonight. Obviously, no more talk until the hotel." 

Over our heads and into the familiar position went each our host's panties and they were secured loosely with a white ribbon. 

We were led outside. Immediately, a distinctive new aroma filled my nose which was highly attractive and I am sure Isabelle thought the same. Outside, at the back of the salon again, there was a black top of the line Range Rover, absolutely clean and not a thing showing as to cases or bags. Everything was in black including a cover over the rear compartment. The windows in the back were also blackened so though we could see out, people outside could not look in. Jenny fixed our belts across us for safety, Georgie got into the drivers seat and we pulled away, driving across Cambridge, to one of their top-line hotels. Just short of it she pulled over into a lay-by.

"We have nearly arrived. So this is the moment of your introduction to being escorts. Remember the client is paying a lot of money for your company and pleasure tonight. I will be getting feedback, hopefully considerable and favourable on you both and in working together."

Georgie leaned over to us, 

"This is how it will work. I will take off the client's panties now and your gags and ensure that your hair is straight. You will quickly touch up your lipstick."

As she did this, she continued,

"You will enter the hotel, with confidence, and head to the second floor. If stopped, you will say that you are from Browns advertising agency and mention the client's name, which is Bryony Simpson of Bingham and Bronson Law Company. Her companion, sorry client, is Fiona Cochrane. Given that you do not exactly look like the whores that you are, and it is not exactly late, you shouldn't be questioned"

"Once outside the room, you will pause and meditate on the aroma of the women that you have just taken in and that you are here for servitude to them and to earn money. If, in the evening you are pleasured, that is a bonus; however the client's pleasure always comes first."

"On entering their suite, you should introduce yourself and kneel and state that you have been sent by Georgie in response to their request for companionship. Isabelle, you shall request that the financials are to be settled in advance and Bryony will hand you an envelope with the money."

Georgie smiled at us, 

"With that, rise and you are off into action. When you leave the room for dinner, someone in the Ring will enter it, remove the envelope and leave your overnight bags for you. We will, of course, put some accessories in there to aid your pleasure. Ok?" 

And with that she helped released us from the snap chains, gave us a compact mirror to enable us to touch up, checked our lipstick and make-up.

" Good luck and enjoy yourselves." 

Georgie pulled the car out of the parking area and drove down the road, pulling left onto the hotel apron. 

As we pulled in, she said,

"Bryony and Fiona are in Suite 265. Go." 

We climbed out, took our clutch bags and headed in the front door and through this very nicely decorated lobby. We weren't stopped by anyone but we thought we felt a few eyes follow us, given that we were in matching coats. Folk probably thought that we were high class stewardesses of a private flight into Cambridge, Luton or Stansted airports. Over to the lift (elevator) and we pressed the button 2. Up to the designated floor the lift went, the doors opened and we walked down the corridor, hand in hand, looking for Room 265. 

And then we were there, in front of the large suite double door, nerves jangling as to what lay ahead of us as to the women, their looks, personalities, and the sex that would be, no doubt, involved in all its likely fetishness and intensity and indicated by the fact that they were associates of the Ring, and that they had yielded their "small intimates" to us as a pre-taster of them.

Isabelle whispered, "Ok, Clare?"

"Yes, you?"

"Yes, well here goes."

She knocked on the door lightly. We stood there, hand in hand, in front of the spy hole, so whoever could see us. And we waited with our hearts beating; what a feeling and a buzz in the thought of us being high-class escorts, but still prostitutes.

Then the door opened. 

"Come in, girls, said this lovely voice."

We walked into this suite; it was actually a double suite with a bedroom at either end and beautifully appointed. Flowers were everywhere and a bottle of champagne was waiting with four glasses.

We did as Georgie had instructed us and knelt down before these women, our clients to be. 

We introduced ourselves and the younger woman responded,

"I am Bryony Simpson; please, do use Bryony, we are very informal here, so welcome and I hope you will feel relaxed with us"

"Ms Bryony, we have been sent to you by request of Ms. Georgie in response to your call for companionship this evening. 

Isabelle went into her spiel and Bryony went to her bag, pulled out and handed her the envelope.

"This is the agreed amount, I am glad this business side is out of the way as it is so commercial. Now stand up, take your coats off and let's have a look at you both."

She looked us up and down,

"I am so interested and especially this combination of youth and the in-between life of a TV which, by the way, we love and are fascinated in."

She gently shouted out, "Fiona, Isabelle and Clare are here." 

And out of a bedroom came Fiona. So some descriptors are now due.

Firstly, the suite: a beautiful lounge decorated in greens and cream, with polished dark stained floors and antique rugs, and antique comfortable furniture with two sofas, side tables, a baby grand piano, a dining table and six seats, a serving and bar area, down lighting and lots of lamps with silk shades. Lots of paintings and prints were on the walls. Nice light jazz music was playing. . A very realistic log-gas fire was burning.

There were, as mentioned to us, two bedrooms, each with large double American four poster kings, high off the floor and covered with sumptuous blankets and soft sheets and plenty of pillows. The bathrooms were also spectacular, all white with claw baths, showers, bidets, double basins and even TV screens on the walls. All accoutrements that you normally get as to cosmetics, shampoos and lotions. 

Secondly, Bryony: Well we knew her age and marital status already and that she was a lesbian, whereas Fiona was bi and with one of her daughters showing strong fetish interest. Bryony was 5ft 5, very dark brown haired with her hair over her shoulders, dark eyes, a little roman nose, a lovely thin mouth, gorgeous smile and teeth. 

Physically she was a 34D on her full breasts, an attractive body with a neat waist and a lovely firm bottom. She gave the impression of being very fit. She was dressed in a simple black cocktail dress (an expensive one by its tailoring), black stockings or hose, classy strap high heels and her jewelry was a double string of expensive pearls, and a Chanel pearl banded watch, diamond stud ear-rings and no rings, other than a jade ring on her wedding finger. Her make up was light, her eyebrows quite heavy but plucked, her lips were in a deep pink colour.

Thirdly, Fiona: She was older at 39 and more "mumsy" in her looks but very sophisticated in her make-up, high cheekbones nicely rouged to emphasise her face, blonde hair, darker in her crown, coming down to her shoulders and with a prominent fringe across her forehead, the hair had been streaked by the sun.

She had blue eyes, very fair eye brows, light eye colours but a lovely tone of light burgundy on her luscious upturned lips. A lovely nose that had a thin centre with cute nostrils. She was dressed in a black haute-couture suit with a cream silk blouse, black hose, a fuller shoe than Bryony's and her wedding ringer sported a significant diamond, probably a 3+ carat emerald cut stone on a simple platinum band. She had a gold necklace on and gold bangles on her left wrist. 

"Hi girls" (with a Californian twang) and she eyed us up and down.

Bryony introduced us. "Fi, the girls are courtesy of an old client of mine and I thought it would be some fun to have them share the night with us. She and I have specially chosen these two from her special stable and, apparently, they are well schooled and will be pliant to our desires." 

"Glad you two can make it, and I love how you are dressed. Very nice and very different. 

Bryony then added, 

"Girls, we have completed a large deal today and we are in a celebratory mood. We have known each other for eighteen months and I am Fi's lawyer." 

A round of champagne was poured and we toasted the deal and the evening ahead. 

"Tell you what, we are going to take you for dinner downstairs first and we can relax with some good food, wine and drinks, share some background information and some experiences, and then take things from there. Is that ok?" 

We nodded our assent. 

"Need the bathroom or anything, otherwise we will head downstairs." 




Weekend with Elaine Ch. 09



"No, we are ok on that front."

"Ok then let's go." 

Bryony and Fi grabbed their evening bags, the key cards, and took us by the hand; Bryony with me and Isabelle, hand in hand, with Fi. 

On the way to the lift, Bryony commented,

"You two look really good and nothing like what I expected; Georgie has really delivered for me." 

She leant across and whispered, "And I can't believe that you are not totally female, it's remarkable how you come across." 

Fi was whispering something to Isabelle.

We got to the ground floor and walked through the bar to the restaurant. I could sense eyes on us. The fact that Isabelle and I were identically dressed was possibly diluted by the way Fi and Bryony were dressed. Bryony spoke to the Maitre D and we headed into a small intimate room, specifically set up for us, looking spectacular with its library appeal and paintings, freshly-cut lilies, a roaring fire, its white table linen, china candles, and the forest of glasses on the glasses. 

'Fi and Girls, I thought it better to have this room to ourselves, given that we are celebrating, and that there may be some highly confidential information shared, not least intimate details as the evening expands."

"That's very considerate of you, I smiled." 

We sat down, Bryony, Isabelle, Fi and then me between Bryony and Fi.

The two women made us relax and there were some light stories already circulating. We took our time ordering and had a class Chablis. I love my wines and know them well, so this was an added bonus. I am not going to bore you with the details of the food and wine, though I could (message me if you want). As we ate, conversation focused on their backgrounds, their jobs and family and non-sexual matters.

Bryony lived in London in a mews house by herself, Fi with her family in Greenwich, Connecticut. Bryony had a weakness for shoes, pearls, tailored suits and exquisite lingerie, as Fi pointed out. Fi seemed a little more practical and talked about the challenges of house and home, managing her children and downtime spent skiing in Colorado and heading to the Baja in Mexico or Costa Rica in summer. She had a penchant for the Four Seasons hotel chains, but did admit that Bryony had booked this hotel chain frequently as well. Her interests covered cooking, art and antiques, and on the clothing side, she admitted to a similar weakness for shoes, and silk blouses.

"Not forgetting your sex toy collection, Fi," riposted Bryony.

Isabelle and I followed their recollections with details of our backgrounds, Isabelle started, focusing on the results she had achieved and how she was heading later this year to College at Cambridge. And that her interests covered various sports, skiing and drama.

"And?" said Fi.

"Well, women, lingerie at large, and toys, as well as restraints and some more, in fact plenty more. 

F commented, "Interesting indeed" 

"Let me ask, you are youngish, do you really know your sexuality?"

"Yes, I believe am ninety per cent into women. I have had bad experiences with boys"

Isabelle elaborated on some of what had happened and how, underlying everything, she had always preferred and fantasized about girls and older women.

"So, more importantly, I like being with another older woman, or women. I am sexually submissive but can have my moments, to which then I turn to a girlfriend. We may well be frank, given that we are here. Since I was 16, I have grown an increasing interest and love of various fetishes and sexual experimentation and scenarios."

Fi, "Goodness me, and who started you down this track?"

"Well me really, Fi, I always have had a very unhealthy interest (laughter) in sex and I started exploring information on the web and in literature, and had some fun with friends. I seem to have a very active positive gene(s) to sex."

Isabelle continued, 

"As time went on, my urge for older women, my girlfriend, and the unusual grew. I went to my mother and asked her for help in understanding and more information, as I knew she was sexually pretty liberated. Over several months, she realised just how sexual I was, and so much like her in my interests, and how important female sex and fetish practice is to me."

"And she knows you are here?"

"Well, yes, in principle. It may shock you but it was me who asked her if she would make love to me as I was fascinated and physically attracted to her, and to show me how she practised woman to woman sex. She had been so open with me in the previous months about her own sexuality and interests; no, I will call them fetishes. She took her time before committing to exploring her on me and me on her, and I can understand her initial reluctance, but it hasn't been a passing thing."

"So your mom is a lesbian?"

"Yes, she loves women, but she also loves men. She dated Clare here at one time in the distant past and they have recently renewed their relationship but on a completely different footing. And for your information, my sexual attraction to my mother wasn't a flash in the pan and my mother and I now have a great loving relationship, both emotionally and physically; she really encourages me to push the boat out, just as she is still doing, and did at my age."

Fi, "Indeed fascinating, and I have an elder daughter very similar to yourself. Very sexual, a preference for women, though she likes men, and she as asked me recently to share more information and experience. I have been reticent as it is considered taboo; I don't know why when it is homosexuality as there's no risk of insemination and hence weird gene mix ups. 

"What about you, Clare?"

So I gave a little general history of career, the ex, family and then when teased by Isabelle, I admitted, "Well lingerie, especially nighties and panties, and if the latter also involves used ones, that is great." "Me too," inter-chimed, Isabelle. "And yes, toys, restraint, oral." 

Bryony then asked, "Tell us a little about your transformation, Clare. 

The conversation turned to me and my crossover and some of the experiences en route to today, how my ex handled it, boyfriends and girlfriends, and where I want to take this lifestyle. I explained how these few days had confirmed that I wanted to live as a woman and would consider further feminisation and even surgery. And that I was here as a subservient woman, and how I was 'set up' underneath and not to be considered as a total male tonight Lastly I referred to Isabelle's mother was involved and her influence in achieving where I stood to day and being here in front of the three of them."

Bryony: "That is great, you two, and this is exactly why I have hired you to please us two. We both tend to be towards the dominant side and whereas we can and do pleasure each other from time to time, it does mean some compromise on one of us, and usually it has been Fi." 

She explained how she had become interested in girls at her high school and then through Oxford University and a US Ivy League Uni. She had realised at 17 that she needed to be the domme and it all came down to her nature to control and manage. She also liked the challenge of the unusual and she hoped tonight would add to her repertoire, as she had some inkling to what Georgie was involved in. 

Laughing, "Fi doesn't have a clue but Fi, that's the connection why Isabelle and Clare are with us tonight."

Coffee came to the table and some port and cognac, as well as Tia Maria. Isabelle and I stayed on the wine. 

Fi gave us her background and that her first relationship was with her elder sister, of 3 years, and one of her sister's friends. She had always needed to intertwine relationships with women, usually from her finance world, with her boyfriends and then her husband. Though she was monogamous on the male side, she regularly needed the female 'touch' and she could better build an erotic scenario with a woman than a man and reach a far higher level of orgasm. 

Some jokes about men's imagination and then performance in the bedroom followed, and then a more serious point that few men did not realise a woman could build the intensity of her orgasms as they increased in number, but that it required time, touch and skill. I also pointed out that a horrible percentage of men didn't even know the difference between a clitoral and a vaginal orgasm, or even that there were two forms. 

Fi then mentioned that she preferred younger women and described how one of the most memorable women that she had been with was a 20 year old temp in her office. From her bag, she produced small photos of this young lady and one of her daughter, scantily clad. The young lady in question was a small blue eye blonde with very flat breasts, well really just pert nipples and a cute bottom and completely shaved. To me, and I am sure Isabelle, all of the reactions and gestures of both women gave clear clues as where the evening was heading for openers. Isabelle was to give her young charms to this woman and if she role- played the younger the better, the more turned on Fi may become. 

Did we need the stimulant pill? Well Isabelle thought we should, and proposed that she and I head to the Ladies.

"Could we please get another glass of white wine when we get back, Bryony?"

I left my clutch bag so as to indicate that we were not leaving. We headed to the room, into a toilet and shared each other peeing, helping each other to wipe and tie our panties up.

"Clare and Fi seem very nice."

"Yes, we could see some nice sex this evening." 

"Let's take the stimulant pills to up our game for them. I quite fancy being with Fi, as she is a younger Mum I think and that much older than Bryony; it could be fun given where she is with her own daughter. Are you ok pleasing Bryony?"

"Of course, they will lead us in which way they wish to go; however, I am sure we will be switched over." 

We quickly talked about what we had picked up on and Isabelle agreed about who was after which one of us, and Fi's possible attraction to Isabelle, and how to pitch her plot.

"Yes, I'm ok with that; let's see if they allow us to play with them now."

So, out of the Ladies we came hand in hand, pills swallowed, and back to the table. A new bottle of wine had been presented. Bryony said to Fi, "A trip to the bathroom ourselves may be no bad idea at this time, Fi. Come on."

As they got up, Isabelle joked, "Please, save the best for us in your panties when you come back."

The two women got back to the table again, the fire had been topped up with logs and we were left to ourselves with the drinks. Bryony on port and Fi on Tia Maria. 

Bryony said, 

"Look girls, you are totally ours tonight and we shall now be addressed as Mistress Bryony and Mistress Fiona. Clear."

"Yes Mistress Bryony, we chimed.

"Good, now under the table with you, we need a little pleasure to begin with."

Under the dining table we crawled, with our bags, and there they were with their knees provocatively open, inviting us to pleasure them. Isabelle had the idea to take out our small vibrators. I presented myself in front of Bryony and Isabelle took Fi. I started by taking off Bryony's shoes and gently massaging her feet. Her toenails were beautifully shaped and varnished. I let my tongue rove over her foot and her toes, my fingers feeling up her stockinged ankle. 

Slowly I worked my way up; she started to open her thighs and pull her dress up for the ease of my access. Getting nearer to her love heaven, I began to pick up on her sex aroma emanating through her panties. She was wearing black stockings and I let my tongue run over her top garter and play the bare skin of her thigh, ever so closer to its destiny. My proboscis probed ever nearer and I could see and smell my destiny through her black, La Perla, lacy. Slowly I brought my tongue to her clitoral area for the first of many times that evening and ran my nose down over her silky crotch. 

As probably initiated by Isabelle's comment, she had not properly wiped and I picked up a heavenly scent of her fresh pee and some pre-cum that was beginning to play its moistening role to take her on her long journey this evening. 

Gradually, I applied more pressure on her lips and her clitoris, and pushed my nose into her home. She was pushing her bottom forward to me now to give me more access, and I was able to get my finger over her panties and gently pull them down. Her smell was delicious, her clitoris and the side areas were covered in a dark brown velvet fur on the edges, turning lighter further down and running down towards her anus. 

The inside of her groin was devoid of her pubic hair; this started above her clit and ran upwards into a thick triangle over her mons. Her clit was well hooded but, on play, it came out like a little penis in my mouth, pert and erect and sensitive to my tongue and lips, with lovely juice emerging to moisten her. 

I brought up the vibrator and slipped it into its home and switched it on. This surprised her and she moaned and shuddered on its invasion. Back to my oral attentions and it wasn't long before I had elicited her first orgasmic climax of the evening. Isabelle too was turning on Fi in a similar way, and with similar results, though Fi was more demonstrative with her reaction, both physically, gripping Isabelle's head close into her to hold her against her cunt and more vocally.

We emerged together with our little vibrators in hands, their sticky cum on our faces and their panties over our noses, and kissed each other through the gussets, and ran our palms over each others mounds. Isabelle was framed with a very sensual, silky, cream fuller brief pair.

Bryony moved things on, 

"Oh god, you two are evidently very kinky and naughty. I think we should head upstairs, girls, I signed the bill when we went to the Ladies. Just hide our panties in your bags for a minute or so."

We all regained our composure, and walked out of the restaurant as we came in; I was hand in hand with Bryony and Fi with Isabelle. The difference was that they had just cum and they were now panties-less and we had residue of their love boxes on us (not that visible,) and their panties in our other hands.

"Into the elevator, girls," ordered Fi

"Yes Mistress Fi." 

"Give us each our panties."

Fi pressed the top floor button and the doors started to close. Fi took her panties and re-enveloped Isabelle into them, Bryony did the same to me. 

We got to the top floor and the doors opened. No-one else was there, thank goodness, and Bryony and Fi respectively led us down the corridor for a few yards, opened the door, and there we were in the cold air, overlooking Cambridge. It was some form of observation deck.

They led us over to the railing and ordered us to lift our skirts and put our heads over the railings. In the dim light, it was the first sight for them of what we were wearing underneath and our ribbons of our white lingerie hanging down our legs, and the sight of us in being totally coordinated.

"Nice, I love their lingerie, a nice original touch" I heard said.

Their bare hands swished and rained down on our bottoms, stinging us, forcing us to draw in the cold January Cambridge air through their scented gussets. I felt Bryony's hand linger on my anal entry point.

"You naughty, dirty girls. As a result you submissives are giving yourselves up totally to us tonight." 

A couple of more slaps reinforced the message.

"Now back to the bedroom"

They led us inside, still head-pantied, and into the lift. Down to the second floor, and the only concession to tact, was Bryony seeing if the coast was clear. We were led down the corridor and back into Suite 265.

Yes, our envelope had gone, yes, our two overnight bags were there. Yes, I could see through to one of the bedrooms and that turn-down had occurred. But then, yes, there was a big surprise. 

The furniture in the Suite had been moved around. There in the centre of the room, and half way between the bedrooms, there were four stocks assembled. Two were similar to the one I had been first subjected to, the Stockade. 

Their companions were two duplicate pieces of black furniture, this time heavy square padded boxes, each some 2 and a half feet long and one and a half wide. There were two posts on each, located at the centre points on both sides, and hanging off the poles were several cuffs and shackles, as well as off the base. There were also two smaller stands with poles off them and more cuffs and shackles. 

There was also one of those spine-chilling long low-level black drawers, spine chilling because of their contents, no doubt full of a variety of small accessories available for our clients use and pleasure.

The last thing I noticed were two mobile high-powered Caeser's pleasure machines which are like mini fucking machines and can screw their victims at a very fast rate. They come on an adjustable tripod stand and had been set up with 8 by 5 inch black cocks on their mast. 

And two Perspex encased toilet seats for all oral pleasure. Evidently, we weren't escaping the Ring's influence that evening.



Weekend with Elaine Ch. 10



The first reaction to all the available equipment in the suite came from Fi.

"Oh my goodness, Bryony, I know we signed today but you haven't half laid it on for us tonight. I don't believe my eyes."

She held Isabelle's hand and walked around the equipment, looking in the drawers.

"God, I am so hot and I want to have this young lady into giving her full submission to me, there's so much equipment here, some I have never seen before."

Bryony smiled and said, "Go for it, girlfriend, I want to see what Clare can take and do and I know we will switch them back and forth.

"I'm so happy they are such delicious, nice submissives that we have." 

Bryony released her hand and pulled me close into her. She kissed me through her panties and got her tongue around the gusset to kiss me in my mouth. Her hands went into exploration mode. 

Her kissing continued and became more intense. I noticed that Fi almost had Isabelle out of her clothes. 

Bryony moved to help me out of my wrap-top, admiring what she saw as she sighted the bra and waspie. Her fingers were quick and I was soon out of my skirt.

Fi commented, "These two are gorgeous in this lingerie, it invites you to play with them. Imagine if we left them like this out on the street, they would be raped in 5 minutes. Girls, help us out of our clothes." 

As to Bryony, I moved to help her out of her cocktail dress to reveal this wonderful black lacy and silky Perla bra and suspender belt; her panties still being on me, as was the same for Isabelle with Fi's. Bryony's boobs were full with large pink aureoles and wide nipples. I noticed a hint of dark hair under her armpits, nothing heavy but that surprised me a little, given her apparent sophistication. Underneath, her pubic bush was quite intense and dark, and as mentioned a little lighter further down. Her bottom was low slung and firm and again, a hint of the darker pubes just at the base in the crack of her lovely buttock globes. That would mean lots of her love juices being retained in them for my pleasure. 

Isabelle had Fi down to her bra off and Fi too was wearing a matching cream suspender 'garter' belt holding up her stockings. Her breasts were full ones but still firm and well shaped topped by, perhaps surprisingly, light brown nipples, and much lighter, but larger, than Isabelle's 34C brown nipples. Her cunt was lightly lined by a well trimmed blonde bush that was centred with darker fair hair around the core of her bush and clit. Her labia were pink though. Isabelle was now started taunting Fi provocatively by presenting her bottom and teasing her that she was a young girl needing her punishment for wearing and enjoying her mistress's panties, in the manner she was. 

Bryony was the first to move and she took me over to one of the smaller stands and got me on my knees on the stands. She opened up each of the cuffs half way up the pole, pulled my arms back and locked them onto my wrists so I was pinned backwards. The cuffs and shackles were held from the pole on a leather strap. Then similarly she locked me into ankle cuffs at the base. She secured a collar that came off the top of the pole around my neck; this allowed some movement of my neck but I was largely helpless. 

"That's a good idea, Bryony," and Isabelle was similarly secured alongside me. 

"Now let's see what we have in this chest"

The two women went and looked in the box, leaving us there. Bryony came back and forced her hand between my legs and felt my anus, through its wide latex ring. A little lubricant and her finger moved into me, just to open me up, and then two fingers. They felt good. In came a French heavy glass plug to invade me. Isabelle got the same treatment, but also nipple clamps made as chrome rings with screws onto neoprene ribbed plates to torture and stimulate her nipples. Her bra was put back over to rub the top of the nipple against its material. 

Fi mentioned," I have fantasised about having Robin (her daughter) punished like this for her sexual misdemeanours. Mmmmmmm." 

The two women came around the front, kissed and felt each other before standing directly in front of us; they removed their panties from us and presented their cunts to our mouths for our service and pleasuring of them. To work we went. Bryony was soon cumming on my tongue and riding my face with her cunt to help bring on her climax. A lovely taste imparted from her, so this was sublime pleasure. 

Isabelle was being turned on by Fi, who was also maximizing the friction on Isabelle's sore nipples and then started to use a chrome wand on her; this wand having a flat heavily dimpled pad to masturbate her clit which Fi rubbed rapidly up and down Isabelle's love channel. Isabelle was still using her tongue and Fi started to judder against it as she came, with Isabelle, being as fine-tuned as she is, orgasming shortly afterwards. Isabelle was teasing Fi about how Fi was turning her on, like any young girl entering adulthood should do to her elder woman, and especially her boss, mother, or mentor. This just made Fi press harder into Isabelle's mouth.

We weren't allowed to wind down as Fi and Bryony switched.

Fi started by caressing me and kissing me aggressively, before taking a small paddle to my cheeks. She came around and pushed her cunt hard into my face.

"Hard on my clit, I need to come again." And she literally rode and ground her swollen bud into me until she added another layer to Isabelle's work. Isabelle had Bryony onto her second plane too. 

Fi's next move was to unshackle me and lead me across to the 'Stockade.' I had, of course, been on this before. Instead of tummy to the bench, which wasn't uncomfortable, Fi went the other way. Off came my bra; I had to lie on it and she pulled my arms down and shackled them to the front. Into place went the neck band and a chain from the padlock on that down onto the base. Similarly, my ankles were down as my wrists and she removed my panties. I could hardly move.

She began to feel me up and play with my now swollen clit and cunt channel before going to a drawer and pulling out a sizeable vibrator. Out came my plug and in went this new large vibrator.

Bryony had similarly taken Isabelle to her Stockade, removed her bra and secured in the conventional position, so her breasts hung down and her bottom was up and exposed to potential pleasure. 

"Bryony, untie Isabelle's panties and slide her over here so her cunt is over Clare's face. Clare can tongue-fuck Isabelle and Isabelle can tongue fuck one of us while the other takes Clare, or watch a fucking toy take her." 

We were duly positioned and it was nice to be under Isabelle to give her a long and sultry oral assault, something I hadn't had that much chance to do in the last 36 hours and not in this sub position to her. Bryony was again pleasured by Isabelle while Fi watched the results of her deviancy, before coming over and inserting a second vibrator into my cunt sheath. Isabelle was cumming heavily over me now, bathing my face with her sweet, fragrant love juices.

The girls switched, Bryony going for her Feeldoe to take Fi in her rear, whilst satisfying herself.

Both Fi and Bryony came hard, as well as Isabelle over me, a lovely creamy orgasm oozing from her cunt and into my mouth, and that I really loved.

They pulled off for an interlude and a sip of champagne and left us in our positions, Bryony covering Isabelle's head with Fi's cream panties. We dared not speak and just enjoyed the sensual pleasures we were experiencing. 

Some 15 minutes later, Fi and Bryony came back to us and released us, only for a few seconds, as we were lead across to the heavy square padded boxes. We were both made to kneel on the pad and lean over. Bryony took my arms, pulled them back slightly behind me and attached my wrists to two wide soft leather cuffs that had short chains to them running up to shackles on the top of the posts. She took a pair of leg cuffs and secured my angles and then from the mid post, took a second set of short chains and secured straps around my thighs. 

Fi took Isabelle and tackled her onto a stool opposite me so we could see each other's faces and gusseted noses through our Mistresses' leg holes, as Bryony finished her work off by recovering her black panties and putting them back over my head.

Going into the black chest, Fi selected two matching leather bridles with metal ball gags and these were put on us, pushing the fragrant gussets back into our mouths.

Bryony chose two matching leather tawses and she announced to us,

"This is for the nerve of using your vibrators on us under the table and then our panties."

They started gently whipping our bottoms, the thong of the leather snapping against us, slowly building up the heat and the pain as they increased the force of their lashes; the beating must have gone on for over 10 minutes. We were both struggling with the pain and our eyes were tearing.

Bryony and Fi then stopped and went over to a sofa and started to drink more champagne; this moved quickly into mutual French kissing and masturbation of each other, leaving us both reflecting on this, and our subservience to them reminded by their personal aromas cutting across the pain of our bottoms. Some twenty minutes later, they came back to us and released us.

We were allowed to get a glass of champagne and Isabelle asked if we could just clean our breath, got to her bag and managed to slip a second stimulant pill into our wine, even though it was a tad early for that. 

Bryony picked up Fi's and her panties, and also their bras, they were still in their suspender belts and stocking) and went to each bedroom to leave them there.

Fi chirped up, "Learnt a lesson then, our submissive, compliant fuck-slaves? We need some oral attendance to build ourselves up again. And you two need fucking"

"Onto those seats now, I have never face-sat a young woman like Isabelle or a woman like you Clare so I am going to enjoy this. However, I am going to suggest that we handcuff you both and spread-bar your lower legs. However first, Bryony thought we should make sure your mouths are open." 

With this, she produced two mouth braces and inserted them into our mouths, locking our lips into a defined O, but leaving our tongues free.

So we ended up being put under the Perspex toilet seats placed on a sheet, again facing each other, and our wrists from our bangles, once more, were secured onto the rings on each side of the toilet chair, and our legs were duly spread.

Before we were positioned and secured into final place for subjugation to them, Bryony came out of her room, the second bedroom, and went to the chest. She pulled out two rubber butt probes which had become familiar to me, with a tube, clamp and release valve, and a hand pump for inflation; she inserted one into me and very partially inflated it so it started to open and push my rear muscular ring; Fi replicated the process with Isabelle. 

Bryony went back to the chest and returned with a very unusual contraption; she gave half of it to Fi, and slid her part on to Isabelle, Essentially, she snapped this elastic strap around Isabelle's bottom. It was designed in three parts as there were two easy tightening/release buckles on either side that sat on top of Isabelle's hips. The strap ran around Isabelle's bottom and over her hips and each side strap then came down to finish on her inner thigh, provocatively above her cunt. Each elastic strap finished in two metal rings. Onto the rings, she ceremoniously attached these short chains, four on each side. Onto one end of the chains, she then took these clips which look liked small clothes pegs (pins in the US) and attached them slowly to Isabelle's labia. Isabelle went "ouch" as they bit into her and found their position. Fi finished off the process by tightening up the straps which forced Isabelle's labia to gradually widen and stay apart from each other, totally exposing her already excited clitoris and its hood. 

Fi then took a small glass suction tube and out it over Isabelle's clit and sucked out the air before sealing it with a clamp; this forced her bud to fully emerge and swell up the tube so it appeared like a gurl penis.

"Look Clare, she is like you now" Once Isabelle was fully horizontal under the toilet cum pleasure seat and had settled into the labia distension treatment, Fi fitted on a glass tube onto each of her nipples, with small rubber pipes coming off them, similar to Isabelle's clit tube, and a vacuum mechanism and snap clamp was attached on each pipe. With the vacuum pull, Isabelle's nipples gorged themselves into the tubes, swelling at least to twice if not three times their normal excited size. Poor thing I thought, but before I was pushed flat, I could see she was getting very, very wet in her gash. Her wide-open cunt was obviously being saved for later, but her anus, like, mine, had been invaded by the now inflated plug. The sight was highly erotic and Fi's comment drove home,

"Now I can really see her young, pretty cunt and Isi, you are going to be my little girlie fuck tonight. I am going to turn your cunt inside and out for my, and your, pleasure."

"And you Clare," chimed in Bryony, "are going to sate my desire for anal sex and serve me so that you are saturated and infatuated with my cunt." We couldn't say anything given our mouths were already forced open. 

As we went into our servitude position, Fi tightened Isabelle's strap a little more apparently to really pressurize her lips apart and force her cunt entrance to further open; Bryony upped our anal expansion. 

They sat above us on the seats and we both got a close inspection of their throbbing and glistening cunts, as well as being able to smell their sex. They had not lowered the seats down yet towards our forced open mouths.

Suddenly, Bryony released her bladder and her urine streamed down and into my mouth, getting me to swallow her yellow nectar. Isabelle too got the same treatment. 

I heard Fi say, "That's my good little darling girlie, my toilet slave." 

Bryony lowered the seat down for me to clean her up and give her the stimulation she was seeking; this muffled the now almost incestuous dialogue that Fi was suggesting and the moans of exquisite agony that Isabelle was undergoing. My tongue ventured forth and upwards, having been able to take in virtually all Bryony's champagne laced pee. The training was paying off. 

Bryony's love haven began to get much stickier, and she nudged herself so that I could rim her and play the space between her anus and her cunt, gently covered in her light pubic gauze. A wonderful heady combination of her pee, her anus and her cum danced on my nasal senses, along with the acidity of her pee and the delicate saltiness of her sexual cream. She inflated the plug in me further and the hard probe inside me pushed against my rectal natural resistance. I presumed Isabelle was also being subjected to this and even more exposure of her cunt in Fi's build up to ravish her girl.

Bryony came, and she came with a thundering orgasm; she rode me hard on my nose and tongue to sustain her high snowy mental mountain. And then she sat their in her moist lavishness, allowing me to take her in and appreciate her erogenous areas. 

Fi and Bryony lifted themselves from their pleasure thrones and released us from our spreaders and shackles, but not those from our erogenous zones. They cleaned us up with damp towels that Bryony had brought out earlier. Isabelle's cunt was wide, wide open now as I have ever seen a vaginal entrance as wide as this before. Her nipples were distended to what must have been close to an inch and a half and three quarters of an inch wide.

Fi inserted Isabelle's head once again into her used panties and tightened them onto her, before placing a hood over her head. She removed Isabelle's anal wand; however she then attached a couple of fine chains to her mons clamp rings on either side of her labia. These chains she then attached on to a lead in the form of a leather cord which Fi took hold of, and led her beauty off into the master bedroom and her large bed so as to entice, love and abuse her 'Isi' in to becoming her youngest sex-fuck girl to date, and to introduce Isabelle to becoming one of her devotees. The door closed. 

Bryony took hold of me and led me into her bedroom. On the bed were laid two nighties.

"I got yours out of your overnight bag along with some panties; put them on and make yourself as comfortable as possible" 

This was given that she still had my gurl love channel well and truly occupied). She put on hers which was a 2/3rd length black silk one, along with a fresh pair of panties. The black ones, used to mask me, went into a laundry bag. 

She poured the last two glasses of champagne from the bottle and gave me a glass and we started chatting about dressing, my reactions to being a gurl versus a boy, for example, how it felt to have breasts and what I had to do to achieve my look in terms of hair and then how far I would like to take it.

She related some of her previous relationships and how she gradually discovered that she liked to be in charge when it came to sex and the big turn on she got from fetish play and seeing the mix of (our) pleasure and discomfort and how one could get such a big high with this form of play (So true). 

She also told me how she and Fi had met professionally, but it was Fi that had made the first approach and date. 

Part of her appeal to Fi was no doubt her young age and then she added that Fi was obviously highly turned on by taking Isabelle tonight being even younger. Bryony appreciated what our blend of characteristics together along with the similarity of interests and appearance was, indeed a great way to celebrate their deal. 

With this, she put down her glass, pulled me across the bed and started to gently kiss me, taking her time to caress and beautifully tease me.

"Don't touch me; I just want to see you squirm with pleasure." 

Her hand worked itself down under my nightie and I felt her fingers playing with my cunt. 

"It is so realistic, Clare"

I felt Bryony pumping my bottom up a little further.

"Now Clare, I want you to lift your wrists above your head and she locked me into wide soft cuffs.

"Now I am going to get my harness ready, and she pulled out a wide belted harness with two black veined large cocks either side, and on one side, a four inch plug. "Ok you, by the way, how do you remove this gaffe, I don't want to take it off but I want to play with your gurl cunt. I mentioned that it could be unclipped behind my cunt sheath.

She climbed on top of me and lowered herself onto my face, her nightie embracing my head. Like Elaine, she held her position above me, slowly lowering herself down, her pube-fringed cunt right on to my tongue and her anus targeted on to my nose. I was completely under her and she started to control my breathing as I paid her the homage she was seeking.

She held me captured position for, I guess over 20 minutes, allowing her to build to gradually climb up her pleasure hill, and then held it, letting her orgasm flow more into my mouth. She was then off the bed and in front of me, putting on her harness, firstly inserting the anal plug into her, followed by the cock into her vagina. From her front, there was this realistic 8 inches destined in my direction. She came across and let it run across her love juices on my mouth, asking me to worship it and her verbally. She produced a ball gag, fixed it on and covered my eyes and turned me over. To complete her bondage, she went for another spreader. 

The next thing I sensed was her deflating and removing my inflatable plug and I felt her unhook my gaffe to give her more access to my rear. I knew that my rectal rings were well and truly relaxed by the plug having been in there as she quickly fed in three fingers to me, massaging me internally. And then her fourth finger entered me, gently letting me rest and accommodate her. This was the widest I have ever been, and she slowly started her exploration again. And then I felt her thumb come into her fingers and she pushed home. 




Weekend with Elaine Ch. 10



Her wrist was into me and she now started to fuck me with her wrist and then her arm, pushing up to what felt like at least half way up her arm. What a sensation this was and I let her invade me with pleasure. As I built my excitement, she kept her rhythm but just short of a major "G spot/prostrate orgasm that was taking over my brain, she gently pulled out. I then felt her enter me with her harness and started to fuck me hard. I could feel her cumming again on her end of the harness and my prostrate unloaded, taking me into that brain orgasm as well. I was up there with her on her clouds for ages and she stayed in me for ten to fifteen minutes to come down.

She withdrew from me, released my legs, ball gag and then my wrists, and fixed back my gaffe snap. My nightie was straightened and panties put back on. Her last act was to go into her laundry bag and pulled out a lovely white Triumph pair of briefs with evidently heavy stains in them, and enveloped me again.

"I haven't been able to, or it was suggested I didn't, get my smalls laundry done. Enjoy these; you are going to sleep in these"

She took a small ankle stocking and locked them onto me around my head and nose. Her aroma bombarded my nasal senses again. Bryony pulled the covers over us and turned off the light; she snuggled into my back, I could feel her breasts and a leg over my thigh, and her right arm came over me for protection.

I woke in the morning, the light coming in and the clock saying 7.00am. I just lay there reflecting over the last few days, content with what had happened and taking in Bryony.

I couldn't move as she still had an arm holding me and her hand was down over my cunt. I could hear that the other two were awake, not least with the moans of ecstasy emerging from the other bedroom.

Probably with their noise, or because I was awake, Bryony gradually woke and smiled at me. Without saying anything, she turned around, undid her panties on me, and moved over me, placing her lovely cunt over my mouth for a morning wake-up. Her aroma from the night before was strong, but I loved it. She pulled herself up and enveloped me under her black nightie and slowly rubbed her pussy along my lips and nose to frig herself off on me. I sensed she was playing with her breasts and nipples. 

She began to get very wet and then lifted herself off slightly, moving forward onto my chest, and handed me a vibrator. 

"Hold this in your mouth and bring me off, Clare." 

I obeyed and she lowered herself onto my oral toy and took it all into her cunt. This was what she needed and she was soon responding, heavily grinding herself on me to bring her to a climax.

"Clare, put on my harness and fuck me now." So I rolled off the bed, got into the harness, putting the smaller of the two dildos into my own cunt sheath and took her, firstly by getting as deep as I could into her vagina, and then she moved herself so I could take her anally, with the vibrator lodged in her cunt doing its pleasure work.

We lay there as we climbed down our sexual mountains.

"God, that is the way to wake up in the morning. I just love having my cunt worked over by my partner. Let's see if Fi and Isabelle are up." 

We got up, straightened our nighties and walked out into the living room. Fi and Isabelle emerged, both looking pretty tired, and Isabelle still wet over her face. I went across, kissed her and picked up Fi's scent as she sensed Bryony on me. Isabelle beamed with pleasure. 

"Mmmm, I do really love older women, are you ok?" 

"Yes I am, and we have had a great time."

Fi was hugging Bryony, "Thanks, thanks for last night and these two. I could wrap Isi up in my bags and take her home."

Bryony replied, "I think we should make them our permanent slaves or Ladies in Waiting." She looked at the time and said, "If we are going to make our Birmingham appointment and get breakfast, we need to get moving. I know we could spend all day making love to these two, and abusing them in so many ways, but...." 

Bryony ordered up a large pot of coffee and Isabelle and I went to shower together and clean up. We did this in Bryony's bathroom having firstly retrieved our clothing and to find our bags. Inside the bags, apart from some toiletries and make-up, were matching soft grey bras and boy-short panties, with a nice lace trimming and the Ring's ribbon motif. Isabelle's bottom, breasts and her mons pubis looked very red and tender with some fairly harsh marks, and almost cuts across her cheeks. I rubbed in some soothing cream for her and she responded with lingering kisses and "I will tell you later but I am ok and overall enjoyed it."

After the previous two days, this soft, clean lingerie felt really comfortable. There were also our parachute Ring suits and soft boots. We dressed and we packed.

The coffee arrived and Bryony took it at the door as the Ring's furniture need disassembling and the room put straight before the Hotel's chamber service arrived. Isabelle called Georgie's number and she answered to say that she would be there shortly and just to head down and wait; we could easily be working on an exhibition or event in Cambridge given our appearance. The coffee was big refreshment. 

And then came our farewells, kisses all around and Bryony gave us each an envelope with £500 for ourselves. And to me she quietly passed two pairs of her used panties, the black ones and the white Triumph ones, from her laundry bag, with a smile and a kiss. They took our personal contact details but we did say that we thought things ought to be streamed through Georgie as she was our 'controller'. Isabelle told me later that Fi had invited her to come to New York to see the City, go shopping and to spend each night making love as well as some deviant play in the clubs there.. And she wanted her to meet her daughter.

We exited the suite and it was a little bit of an odd feeling, almost a let-down. Holding our bags, and hand in hand, we went downstairs and out into the Lobby. There was Georgie already waiting for us. 

"Good morning you two, you look pretty fresh and alert for what you have, no doubt, been up to. Do you want breakfast or I can get you home, but I do want to hear how you found it and what went on?" 

"Well a quick breakfast would be great." 

We pulled away from the hotel and stopped at a coffee shop en-route and gave a low-down to Georgie. She seemed very happy with what we told her had happened and said she would hear from Bryony shortly as customer satisfaction was paramount. She did laugh about that though.

We drove back to the house and Elaine was already there, also in her Ring suit. She gave us all a big hug and a kiss and in we went for more coffee. 

"Do you need a shower, a sleep, food?" 

"Well we are all right on a shower and food for the moment but at some point we will need some sleep.

She fussed over us but was itching to hear how we had got on. And we wanted to hear about her endeavours, especially given how we had last seen her. It wasn't long before we were on Elaine's bed in our nighties and jammies. Elaine was somewhat appalled when she saw the state of Isabelle's bottom, breasts and cunt area.

"Stop fussing Mum, overall I enjoyed what Fi did to me and it's not really hurting -- a little tender maybe, but not painful. And you are a fine one to talk, show us your bottom and pussy area."

Isabelle was right there as Elaine's sexual regions were also well reddened and had received some heavy play. 

"Looks like Clare has got off relatively light....this time" commented Isabelle.

Isabelle started by recounting the details of when we had left Elaine and headed to Jenny's and then the preparations and early part of the evening through to when we had parted for our respective bedrooms. I chimed in with details and Elaine had several questions. We down played the fact that Fi had taken a liking to Isabelle in part because of her young age and similarity to her daughter's age, but we did add that Fi wanted Isabelle to come to New York and meet Robin.

Isabelle then went into more detail of when Fi had teed up her labia with the fine chains and then the leash mechanism, and being pantied-up with Fi's used panties and hooded. She found it highly erotic to be controlled like that and being led blindfolded. She mentioned that she discovered later there was one more piece of equipment in Fi's room which I had not seen; this was a thin metal St Andrews Cross frame. On leading Isabelle into the room, Fi took her over to it and secured her wrists and ankles to the frame, ensuring that she was readily splayed out for ease of access.

Fi then upped the suction on Isabelle's nipples as that equipment was still in place and also pulled her labia chains even further apart. She took her time gently playing with Isabelle's now very sticky, wet, wide open cunt, both with her fingers and a couple of steel vibrators, and then she felt Fi orally taking her which gave her small judders as, apart from the sensations of her love area and through to her brain, she was still blindfolded and inhaling Fi's aromas. 

As she approached a climax, Fi stopped the build-up and there was a crack right across Isabelle's bottom; Fi had taken a whippy cane and smacked her. This continued 8 times, stinging Isabelle each time, and Fi went back to more oral stimulation of Isabelle, building up her close once more. Then another stop and her bottom was assaulted again. 

The cycle was repeated but, the next time, Fi targeted for Isabelle's lovely breasts for a lashing and bruising, and then it was back to her bottom to add to the redness there. Again, another cycle, and Isabelle admitted that all she wanted to do was to be allowed to cum hard and long but Fi's timing was impeccable. Just as she started to feel her orgasm coming, Fi would stop and revert back to her discipline routine. Isabelle said that her bottom was taken each cycle and each time it was sorer than the last, her breasts were whipped three times and her mons twice and, on that one, after the suction on her clit had been upped. Being whipped above her clit was the most painful to endure, but it really highlighted the pleasure part.

Finally, Fi ceased her punishment and let Isabelle out of her cuffs and the suction and chain equipment, but not the hoods; she brought her forward onto one of the boxes where she was secured with her breasts downwards and the next thing that Isabelle felt was Fi mounting her, with a double harness, from the rear and fucking her hard in the arse and then moving to her cunt. It didn't take the two of them long to hit an intense orgasm. 

Fi continued on to work Isabelle and herself to an even higher intensity; she released Isabelle from her cuffs and hoods and took her on the bed conventionally and then with Isabelle riding Fi's cock. 

Wind down took place with a long torrid 69 for Isabelle to bring Fi off one more time and then to bed naked, where Isabelle was cuffed by a short thong to Fi's wrist.

The morning for them had begun with a gentle wake up and Fi needing toilet attendance. Isabelle described this in detail for my edification. From a slow clean up, Isabelle had been re-secured to the Cross and a paddle used on her to avoid further marks. Fi had then placed one of the pulsing dildo sticks under Isabelle's cunt to bring her off, and then Isabelle had to render oral servitude to Fi and finally take her with one of the chin straps. It was this last time of Fi really cumming hard that Bryony and I had heard.

I described my time with Bryony.

We then looked Elaine quizzically. What had happened with her?

Elaine went into some of the history and love of pony play and how her Domme liked to bridle her up so that she responded to her Domme's commands, the control bridles being concentrated on her head and mouth, as well as her love orifices and breasts. She had even spent overnight sessions in stables, with other 'fillies' and being made to pull her Domme along in a gig, both as a single pony or in tandem. Pleasure sexually came in a number of different ways from the use of whips, pussy marking and sexual and oral servitude to her Domme and her ponies. Her Domme had had some concerns about her relationship with Mark and though, while she wasn't going to totally put Elaine off Mark, it needed to be brought under a better balance, not least in her servitude to other women in the Ring. Hence, this "punishment and pleasure" session that we had witnessed. 

Elaine mentioned that she had been somewhat nervous at the outset but was soon into the session as the Domme and her slaves exerted their control over her. She said that by the time we had visited her, she had been in that position for over two hours at least and had been brought to climax and whipped five times, as well as having to serve her Domme orally, all the time using the same film footage of Elaine in action. The stretching of her anus and the presence of that wand had been sensational and she entered a state of almost continual orgasm and, by the time, we had seen her, would just cum on touch. 

After we had gone, and she had no idea where we were being sent except to outside the House, she was put through three more cycles of this torture and pleasure, to the point she was almost collapsing.

When she was 'let down', the slaves picked her up and took her through the ante room and she was wiped down with soft cloths and cream rubbed into her welts. She was allowed to take in a large "Smoothie" for some nutrition and fluid. The slaves had then dressed her in this very thin, soft leather suit that completely encased her, but again with a studded 'plate' for access to her cunt and anus. The suit covered her head as well impersonalising but she could see, breathe and use her mouth. Before closing up the plate, the slaves inserted large plugs into both her cunt and anus, and the plate was designed with a heavy ridge in to separate her labia and a rough area over her clit. Similarly on the inside of her chest, the leather was studded to make her nipples more sensitive to the touch.

Apparently, she was secured to this low trolley facing upwards and taken by the slaves to the stable room and then left there to contemplate. Two of the stable girls had appeared and lowered themselves onto Elaine for her oral servitude, effectively queening her and controlling Elaine's breathing and mouth pleasure, whilst they roughly played with her cunt and anus through the plate. 

Mark had then appeared and volunteered to fuck her to which she said that she couldn't as she was so tender and, that being so open, she would probably not even feel him in her. Instead, she took him into her mouth and gave him some satisfaction orally. A slave appeared and asked him to step away, leaving her facially encrusted with his cum. Another stable girl appeared twenty minutes later, cleaned up her eyes, nose and mouth and then climbed on top of her for her pleasure.

Finally her Domme had appeared and had her plate removed and the plugs out. Elaine had to again pleasure her Domme orally before she took this enormous harness out and fucked her hard and long and to both of them having an ecstatic orgasm, with the threat from the Domme that if she wanted real cock in the future it should be from her Domme's strap-ons or from her Domme's equine stable.

She was then led off to a bedroom, stripped and showered by two slaves, treated for her redness and welts, and then was orally brought off for a last time. She was then put into heavily cotton ribbed briefs and tight bra, along with a heavy cotton nightie. She too had spent the rest of the night taking in her equine Domme's riding aromas, before being cleaned up in the morning and heading back home.

So, there we were, more comfortably attired in our nightwear, sharing more stories and kisses and cuddles before we were all asleep for a long nap, before a long sensual, gentle ménage-a trois later that day. And, yes, I ended up with some personal toilet training from both Elaine and Isabelle to cement my role that I was, and would be, their attendant

I have been invited back for a much longer trip shortly. Isabelle wanted me to stay then and there. We are firming the dates up but in essence it will be to see Elaine and Isabelle and, I do hope to go into longer training sessions with Tammy and Georgie, or who they nominate. Will it involve escorting again? I have no idea, but apparently Bryony and Fi were enthralled with both of us girls and Isabella and I certainly enjoyed the experience; we did have an advantage in being able to rely on the judgment of those experienced practitioners of the Sapphic art.