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Authoritarian/Adult Youth, oral anal, dom, f/fffF
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Janie Becomes a Sub
By
Jan
My name is Janie, and my mother was very strict. I feared to draw the wrath of my mother. Her punitive measure could be very painful. So, I did my best to never draw attention to myself, even at school. I had only two friends, Laura and Nicky, and they knew that I feared my mother more than anything.
One day as soon as Mum had left the house for the night. Laura and Nicky came over and confront me about missing detention after school. Laura told me that I had better do exactly as she told me, or I would have to choose between being punished by her, or she would tell my mother that I had missed detention.
I pleaded, "Please don't tell Mum! You can punish me! I was shaking and very nervous.
Nicky asked, "Janie, how do you think we should punish her? I think we should spank her bottom, Right?"
I reluctantly said, "Um, yes I guess so!"
They both laughed, and Laura said, "You had better do exactly as we say, and learn your lesson! So, what do you think would be appropriate punishment for ditching detention, should it be 5 or 6 smacks? Is that fair?''
Nicky added, "For missing detention at least 6 smacks from each of us is appropriate."
I started crying, and was very nervous about letting them spank me. They made me bend over the arm of the settee.
Laura said, "It will be more appropriate punishment if we do it on your bare bottom. You decide, Janie. You can ask us very nicely to lift your skirt so we can pull your knickers down or we can let your mother decide about your knickers!"
This demand was so embarrassing, but I did as she requested. I asked them "Please, lift my skirt and remove my knickers!"
I had never exposed myself like that before. I was so humiliated, and I knew I was blushing, because my cheeks were burning, having them staring at my bottom.
One of them pulled the cheeks of my bottom apart a bit, and made me spread my legs apart.
Laura said, "There's no way that I'm going to spank a dirty bottom! You're going to have to wash your bottom first!"
Laura escorted me upstairs, then she made me strip in front of her, and they watched me stand in the tub while I washed my backside. They even made me wash my pussy. When Laura was satisfied that I was clean down there, she handed me a towel to dry off.
She demanded, "Go downstairs as you are, and ask Nicky to check your bum to ensure that you are clean enough."
I was not allowed to get dressed, or even wrap a towel around my body. Laura followed me down the stairs, and stood there, watching while Nancy inspected my bottom when I spread my cheeks with my hands. She even stuck a finger into my bum. I stood there while she even spread my pubic hairs and checked out my pussy.
They took great delight, asking each other to check out my armpits, bottom and pussy. They agreed that I was not clean enough, so I had to take a full shower. They insisted that I take special care cleaning my underarms, bum and pussy. Laura insisted on sticking a soapy finger up my bottom and pussy to ensure that I was properly cleaned.
When I was dried I had to repeat going downstairs to be inspected by Nancy again. She made me ask, "Please, Nancy check my nasty bum and pussy to ensure it is clean enough for my punishment?" That made it all that much more embarrassing.
They told me that they had to check my bottom more closely, so they made me lie on top of the dining table on my back, while Laura held me by the ankles and spread my legs, so that my knees were right next to my ears. Once again I had to ask, "Nancy, please check my underarms, bottom and pussy again?"
Nancy chuckled, "From now on your nickname is Puss-puss!"
That was followed by her sticking her fingers into my pussy and bum. She even smelled my underarms, before proclaiming that I was clean enough to be punished.
They held me in that position, so that my butt and pussy was fully exposed while they took turns spanking my bottom. I had to count each stroke as they both gave each cheek three hard open handed swats. The twelve swats left the cheeks of my bottom bright red. They helped me off of the table and led me back to the living room, and made me stand next to the TV, so they could admire my pink bottom slowly lose its colour.
They agreed that I should go to bed, but had to remain naked all evening. My bottom was hot, and I was afraid that I if I went to bed with a bruised bottom, Mum might come into my bedroom, and see my bruised bottom, if she pulled back the covers.
When she got home she did check on me, and I pretended to be asleep and I was curled up with my back to the wall.
There were other times Laura and Nancy found reasons for making me shower before spanking me. After each shower they inspected my private parts by probing them with their fingers. They even licked my underarms. They insisted that I stop shaving my underarms and pussy. I found that demand strange, but complied.
It wasn't long before other girls at school started calling me "Puss-Puss" before giggling, and walking off. I wanted to run away and hide.
After school one day, just before 7:00 pm the doorbell rang. Laura opened the door and it was the same two girls from school that had teased me.
Laura said, "I'm pleased that you could join us this evening!"
They both giggled, like the school girls they were.
Laura told me, "Well Janie, nothing has changed, just because we have visitors! You need to follow their instructions as if they were from Nancy and me. What are you expected to do this time every night?"
I was forced to ask between sobs, "Please Laura, please shower me properly?"
Laura told the girls, "Stay here, the fun part is after the shower!"
She led me up the stairs to the bathroom, where she undressed me, and showered me before making sure that my pussy and asshole were properly cleaned, before escorting me back downstairs. To make sure I didn't balk from embarrassment, she hooked a finger into my pussy to lead me down the stairs.
When we entered the front room Nancy and the two girls were sitting on the sofa. Laura made me stand spread eagled in front of them. She made me ask them to ensure that I was clean. Nancy was the first to probe my pussy and bum to ensure I was clean, while the two girls giggled.
One of the girls asked Laura if she could touch me.
Laura instructed, "Well, Puss-Puss go ahead and ask them to open your bottom and check your dirty little holes to confirm that you are clean!"
I was instructed to ask them to push their fingers deep into my bottom and my pussy. It was all very embarrassing. The funny thing was I actually had an orgasm while they were finger fucking both of my holes.
Upon being encouraged by Laura, they both took turns sticking their fingers into my pussy and bottom to satisfy themselves that I was clean.
I had to endure additional giggles the next day at school. That evening I had to endure being humiliated in front of additional girls. Laura and Nancy were inviting one or two girls every night to witness my cleaning. They were giving the girls anatomy lessons while finger fucking me to an orgasm. They even made me to ask their permission to masturbate in front of them. I became comfortable performing in front of the girls. I was able to cum regularly. Before long the girls would stick their noses into my bum hole and wet pussy to smell them. They even stuck their tongue into my holes to taste them.
Laura and Nancy treated me like their sex toy until the school year ended. We lost contact with each other when Mum insisted on us moving closer to her work.
It left me with both embarrassing and sexually pleasant memories. I was at a loss for months, until I met an older woman while shopping. She caught me masturbating, and witnessed me smelling my fingers. She pulled me aside and told me that nasty little girls had to be punished for doing nasty things.
I couldn't resist as she led me to her home. She insisted on me giving her my name, address, phone number, and my mother's name, before she made me take my clothes off. She was pleased to see that my underarms and pussy were hairy, before she spanked my bottom until I cried like a baby. Then she said, "As additional punishment you have to eat my hairy old pussy, you nasty little girl!"
She sat down in her favorite chair and lifted her dress to show me that she didn't have knickers on. She made me kneel in front of her and stick my nose and tongue into her hairy pussy. I actually was getting off on being treated like a nasty girl. Her pussy was very slimy and the odor was a lot stronger than any of the girls I had eaten before. I didn't resist when she scooted her bottom to the edge of the chair, and insist on me licking her dirty asshole.
As my reward for making her cum repeatedly, she finger fucked my pussy and asshole until I had several orgasms. When she was satisfied she allowed me to get dressed. She walked me to the door, and kissed me on the mouth. "Honey, anytime you feel the need to get nasty, be sure to come for a visit!"
I walked home feeling my pussy and asshole tingling, and knew I would visit her the very next day.
The next day after school I was almost hyperventilating, because I was so nervous, as I knocked on her door. I didn't even know if she would be home. It seemed like an eternity before I heard footsteps approaching the door.
When the door opened, the woman was standing there dressed very much as she had been the previous day. She had a warm smile on her face as she welcomed me with, "I'm happy to see that my nasty little girl knows she needs additional training!"
She escorted me into her home and closed the door behind us. She offered me tea, and I couldn't refuse. She asked if I wanted milk or sugar. I chose milk and she added a little milk to each of our cups before using a little strainer full of tea leaves over our cups as she poured hot water into our cups. She handed me a cup and saucer. We sat next to each other sipping our tea until it cooled down a little. Eventually she asked me to tell her about myself, and how I came to enjoy sexual punishment.
I told her about my strict mother and the girls that had used me before we moved to our new community. She listened intently to my story, before she told me how much she enjoyed dominating other females. She told me she had grown up dominating her younger sister. After her sister passed away she looked for other women that like to be dominated.
When she was satisfied that we had talked enough, she told me that if I was ready to follow her upstairs. I dutifully followed her up the stairs to her bedroom.
She had me sit on her bed, while she went into another room to change clothes. As she said, "I like to enter in my dominatrix costume for dramatic affect!"
I sat there studying the room nervously. The room was neat, and the framed photographs were of the woman and another woman that resembled her. There was nothing in the room out of the ordinary. There was no clue to the woman's sexual appetite.
When the adjoining door opened the woman stood in the doorway with her legs spread. The light behind her put her body in silhouette. The woman had let her hair down, and it looked like lion's mane in black. Her breasts were incased in a black-leather brassiere. Her wide hips were circled in a black- leather garter-belt attached to the tops of very dark nylons. I wondered how she could walk in those six- inch heeled pumps. I couldn't help but notice that her crotch was naked, and her dark pubic hair created a fuzzy image with the light shining between her legs. She did present a frightening picture.
She strode across the space between the door and the bed in a few long strides. She told me to stand up and remove my clothes. I stood up and quickly shed my school uniform. I took a little too much time pulling down my knickers, so she slapped the palm of her hand right on my hairy pussy. I felt the pain shoot through my body, but it made me get wet.
She used four individual nylons with runs in them to tie my wrists to the headboard and my ankles to the footboard. I was on my belly in a helpless spread eagle position.
The woman was free to do whatever, she wanted to me. She started off warming my bum with a paddle. When the cheeks of my bum were a bright red, she paused to admire her work. When she placed her hand on my butt, her hand held in the heat, causing almost as much pain as spanking me.
I was unable to see what she was doing, and the long pause frightened me, because I had no idea what she was planning.
Then I felt her weight getting onto the bed. She maneuvered her body between my legs, and I felt her hands spreading the cheeks of my bum. Suddenly I felt something so cold I thought she had poured ice water on my asshole. As soon as I got over the shock, I felt something press against my hole. As my ass spread open, I felt a stabbing pain, like she was forcing a wine bottle up my ass. Eventually I felt her full weight press against by bum. She was actually fucking my asshole. When she was finished using me, she moved her body to the head of the bed, and lifted my head up, so that she could move her bum under my head. I was looking at a large black latex strap-on dildo strapped to her body. She made me swallow most of it, and demanded that I clean her cock.
I was soaking wet with sweat, as she untied me and turned me over onto my back. After she removed the strap on, she mounted my head, and demanded that I eat her pussy.
Her pussy was virtually dripping cum. Her labia spread out over my face from nose to chin. I was swallowing her cum as fast as I could. While I was eating her pussy, she was bent over trying to stuff her hand up my pussy. I lost count of the number of time I came. When it was over I felt relaxed, and she had to bathe me in her tub. She helped me get dressed to go home.
My mother got suspicious about what I was up to, and followed me to the woman's house. When I got home she confronted me about why I was visiting an older woman.
I lied, and told her an unbelievable story. She beat me until I told her the truth, and I had an orgasm while she was beating me. She was shocked to see me cum from the beating. She demanded that I never visit that woman again, but I knew I couldn't keep that promise. I was destined to receive a lot of beatings.
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