Sunday 30 May 2021

Choice Tales from the Vale – (028) Grecian Yearns

It was in the late 1980’s when Neil Jackson, a Uniform Police Constable in Finchbottom, was on holiday with a group of fellow officers.

They were staying in an apartment on the Island of Andros in the Cyclades chain.

It was a quiet island due to the fact it was a two hour ferry ride from the mainland but Neil thought it was worth it.

The lads had been there for two days when quite by chance they met up with some familiar faces.

A group of girls from the Vale and among them was Juliet Steel a girl he had known at school.

There had always been something smouldering between them, although they had never been out together, they had come close once or twice but it never quite happened for them.

But there they both were on the same island at the same time and with no attachments.  

And so it was on Agia Marina beach one warm and balmy night when their destiny was fulfilled.
First of all they just walked together hand in hand in the moonlight but very soon their thoughts turned to carnal delights.

The beach was deserted apart from the two of them and when they stopped to kiss it proved to be the prelude to something more.

Neil’s hands were quickly inside her clothes and Juliet tore at his shorts with eager hands.

Juliet chewed and tongued at his ear as her fingers played along the length of his cock.

 

Finally when he pulled her knickers off over her feet they were both naked in the sands.
He squeezed and sucked at her ample breasts, sucking hard on her misshaped teats as his fingers rummaged through her thick bush.
Juliet never relinquished her hold on his cock and then decided to move things along by sitting on his chest and presented him with the view of her moist minge as she leant forward and consumed him.     

As she greedily sucked on him he began to drink deeply from her velvet cup.
Her body writhed and moaned above him as he brought her to a rhythmic climax and she performed on his organ and took him to the brink of oral ecstasy.
But she stopped short and ended the oral converse and panting and sweating in the darkness she slid down him and impaled her hot cunny on his saliva soaked cock and began working on him in earnest and he held her hips as he writhed and moaned and grunted on him until she had finished with him.
Then in the moonlight they lay naked on the sand and smoked cheap Greek cigarettes in the afterglow.

REFLECTED GLORY

 


She sits before the mirror
Head inclined
Fine brown hair falls off her shoulders
Cascading down one side
The evening sun shimmering on the fine strands
The lustrous skin of her shoulders and back,
Naked but for the slender straps of her dress
Silently invites my caress
Her heady perfume filled the room
Invading my senses like a fragrant garden after summer rain
The fabric of her dress hugs the wondrous contours I know so well
In the mirror her hazel eyes look back at me
As she sees me watching her
And knowing my thoughts her reflection smiles
And at its radiance my heart soars
Making me want her
I don’t ask why she loves me
I just thank god for her
For her elegant beauty
And for the greater beauty inside
This evening I must share her
But later she will be mine alone
So for now I bath in the reflected glory of her

 

Yvonne Makin’s House of Fun – (02) Tongue Tied

In the reception of The House of Fun, 25 year old Sagina Hosanee sat patiently waiting to be seen.

She was a quiet gentle girl, not spectacularly pretty or blessed with a perfect figure but she was cute with big dark eyes and lovely dark chocolate skin and soft black curly hair.

She was a gentle girl with a gentle soul and the reason she was still waiting patiently to be seen was because another dark skinned beauty arrived shortly before her and due to a misunderstanding, at the precise moment Sagina was sitting nervously in reception, the other woman, a solicitor named Daphne was bent over a leather arm chair, tied wrist and ankle, being generously fucked by a well-endowed former gardener named Callum.

Sagina didn’t know that however and had she not been gazumped by the leggy solicitor she would not have been receiving the gardener in the same way as Daphne was, that was not why she was there.

Although strictly speaking she didn’t really know why she was there.

 

She worked from home where she wrote a very successful blog called “young free and single” where her alter ego “Good Time Georgie” extols the virtues of living life on the edge and overdosing on pleasure.

A complete fabrication made up of titbits gleaned from popular magazines and strung together with some imaginative prose.

Because in truth she was a virgin, who was socially awkward and had never taken a risk in her life.

Her idea of life on the edge was ordering pizza with a stuffed crust.

She was alone in the world with no family with whom she was still in contact with and her only friends were the gay couple, Danny and Robin who lived in the flat next door.

And they weren’t exactly “Life on the edge” types either.

But they had been to the “House of Fun”, they treated themselves to a 10 year anniversary gift and loved every minute, and they enjoyed it so much they made it a regular thing.

So for Sagina’s 25 birthday they bought her a play package, it’s perfect for first timers, who don’t know what they want, which was Sag to a tee.

 

Since Danny and Robin had given her the gift she had given it a lot of thought and as a result the only thing she knew for certain was that she wanted to be restrained.

When she was 13 she had been tied up by two of her cousins and had her breasts fondled and she found it very exciting.

But she realized over the years following that it wasn’t her cousins groping her that excited her but the restraint.

Being tied up and being helpless that was what had excited her.

The total helplessness, and being at the mercy of someone else’s whims, unable to prevent them from doing whatever they wanted to do to you.

So she knew for sure that was where she wanted to start, oh and she wanted to be naked, and for that matter on display.

She was tired of hiding away, anonymous in her flat, so she wanted the world to see her.

Well perhaps not the world but certainly the staff and clientele, so on display in a small way.

 

Shy virgin Sagina Hosanee was given a play package by her friends Danny and Robin but she didn’t know what form it would take, she knew she wanted to be restrained and she wanted people to see her naked but other than that she didn’t know how or where she would be restrained, she had researched on the internet and there were many different means of restraint, ribbons, cuffs, ropes, tie wraps, leather straps and chains and that wasn’t even all of them.

But it was enough to begin with, apart from the chains, she didn’t fancy chains, she thought they might be cold.

Then there was the how, spread eagle on the bed face up, spread eagle on the bed face down, tied to a four poster, bent over a chair, in the stocks, hung from the ceiling, hanging on the wall, on a rack on tied to a wagon wheel.

Sagina liked the sound of the soft furnishing the best.

So that was something she had a vague idea of what she wanted, she had to be naked, she had to be restrained and she had to be seen but she had to be on something comfortable.

 

Fifty year old Yvonne Makin is a former masseur who along with her husband Clive ran a small country Spa Hotel in the village of Pangmere on the Finchbottom Road and they were doing very nicely thank you, or so she thought.

However after her husband’s death she realised that the business she thought was thriving was in fact in dire straits.

However after a difficult period and a flirtation with the Hen/Stag party trade she ended up changing from the spa business to the sex business.

 

Yvonne was standing in the corridor outside the leather room, talking to two of her girls, Claire and Kelly, after having discovered that the solicitor who had come for a meeting with Yvonne was bent double over an armchair, tied wrist and ankle, was being enthusiastically fucked by a well-hung former gardener named Callum.

Which is probably what you might expect from a leather room, although the leather room sounded kinkier than it really was.

In reality only the furniture was leather and the chairs in there were ideal to be used for gentle restraint and mild chastisement, but it could still be a kinky place which Claire and Kelly could both testify to.

 

As proprietor of the House of Fun, Yvonne Makin, was a bit miffed for a number of reasons.

Firstly the woman getting rogered by her best stallion wasn’t a customer so no money would change hands, secondly the paying customer, Sagina Hosanee, was sitting in reception not receiving any money earning “treatments” and because she had been kept waiting so long she was going to have to give her a lot of complementary services.  

And thirdly, and at that moment the most important, having just witnessed Callum in action she was as horny as hell and would quite like to be getting some cock herself right at that moment.

 

Yvonne Makin was a small dark haired woman who had maintained her figure well over the years, and was still considered attractive.

She never herself participated in any of the House of Fun “Treatments” herself, but she had become something of a voyeur over the months and liked to watch events through the two way mirrors and she would sometimes satisfy herself in the darkness.

Though despite being a widow she still enjoyed a very heathy sex life with a local Chief Superintendent, Martin Reed, who would pop into the Hotel most nights and pop into Yvonne and fill her boots.

That day however after watching Callum skewering the restrained solicitor she was so horny she would have to call 999 and get Martin to pop in earlier.

 

Prior to the discovery of the mix up between the customer and the solicitor Claire and Kelly had been busy pleasuring each other 69 style in the staff lounge.

“Right you two go back to the lounge and get some knickers on”

Yvonne said

“Ok” they replied sheepishly

“Then get changed” she said “the girls name is Sagina, she’s a gentle little thing so wear something sexy but not slutty”

“Ok” Claire said

“What does she want?” Kelly asked

“She hasn’t said” Yvonne replied “But don’t dominate her, not yet anyway”

“Ok boss” Kelly said “We’ll figure out what she needs”

“Alright but whatever it is, make sure she gets it”

“Yes Yvonne” they replied in unison

“And be gentle with her” Yvonne added

 

As they walked away Yvonne had every confidence in her two best girls.

In fact they were probably the two most versatile, and were among those who had embarked upon a new career when the Spa closed and the House of Fun opened.

 

The change occurred as a direct result of a clash of bookings one weekend with a party of Hens and another of Stags.

All was going well until that is the quantity of alcohol eroded all inhibitions to such an extent that the libidinous and lascivious urges won out and the lusty room hopping took over.

And it wasn’t just an isolated incident either, it was a case of Stag on Hen, Stag on Stag and Hen on Hen, in fact it had in a very short space of time turned into an anything goes full on orgy.

Even the Groom in waiting was involved and was found tied to a four poster bed, being beaten on the buttocks with ping pong bats by the maid of honour and the bride to be of the other party.

Although the Spa weekend turned out to be and unmitigated disaster in terms of what it was supposed to be, a great time was had by all, as was one girl in particular, by the name of Kylie.

But far from damaging the Hotels reputation it led to a spate of enquiries from those who were looking for the more exotic off menu activities.

 

Claire Collister and her girlfriend Kerry Freeborn, had formerly worked in the pool and sauna suite of the Spa but chose to make the change to amongst other things, dominatrix, although not exclusively.

 

Claire Collister and her girlfriend Kerry Freeborn, had formerly worked in the pool and sauna suite of the Spa but chose to make the change to amongst other things, dominatrix, although not exclusively.

 

Claire was a skinny flat chested brunette who wore her hair in a pixie cut which worked perfectly with her elfin features.

Kelly on the other hand was more substantially made and had a voluptuous figure, and what Claire called “Lego hair” which was thick and ginger.

They were both 5ft 4 inches tall but Kelly looked inches taller because of her Lego hair.

 

Once they reached the staff lounge Claire said

“So what shall we wear bra and pants or teddies?”

“Well you haven’t got anything to fill a bra, you skinny bint” Kelly replied and laughed

“Thanks lard arse” Claire said and laughed as well

“Wear the pink and black silk playsuit” Kelly said and kissed and hugged Claire “And stockings on those gorgeous legs”

“Thanks babe” Claire said “I want to see you wearing the green silk baby doll and matching stockings”

 

When they were dressed and ready to go they paused in the doorway and kissed

“I feel so horny” Claire said

“Me too” agreed Kelly “you’re going to get a real seeing too tonight”

“I can’t wait” Claire replied and gave her a real passionate kiss

 

Claire and Kelly really enjoyed their new careers which came about as a direct result of that mad sex and alcohol fuelled Saturday night of the Hens and Stags that Yvonne had the close the traditional loss making Spa Hotel and open the House of Fun, where spa treatments like Raki and Reflexology were replaced by a more exotic menu for those inclined more towards restraints, punishments and the more unusual pleasures.  

Massages were still on the menu but always had a “happy ending”

Saunas also still featured in the new regime they were just much steamier.

Some would stay at the Hotel for varying durations while taking their particular pleasures while other were walk-ins.

Some were only occasional visitors, dabblers or even one timers but the majority were frequent flyers on the erotica express.

 

One such regular was Fiona Tilbrook who was a very good customer.

She had been a regular for a little over three months and attended almost every week day.

She took a suite in the Hotel Monday to Friday every week only returning to her parents’ home on the weekends.

Her parents being Sir Robert and Lady Catherine Tilbrook who were a wealthy Downshire family who originally made their money in the Cotton Mills of Lancashire.

And the family home was a country estate at the western end of the Finchbottom Vale

To Yvonne’s mind Fiona was the perfect customer who paid her full fees upfront and demanded nothing from anybody, she just wandered quietly around the facilities dressed in a black lace body suit and just observed.

And in all the time she had been attending the house of fun that was all she had ever done.

She never participated in any of the activities, and never interacted with staff or punters, she did spend some of her time in the voyeur rooms but that was all.

Having clients like her was easy money.

 

When Claire and Kelly reached reception they could see the girl sitting patiently on one of the sofas.

She was not spectacularly pretty and her figure wasn’t perfect she was bigger in the hips than she was in the bust, but she was cute with big dark eyes and lovely dark chocolate skin and soft black curly hair.

“She’s quite cute” Claire whispered

“Isn’t she” Kelly agreed “this is just going to make me even hornier”

 

Sagina saw movement in the corner of her eye and turned to see what it was and saw two sexy girls coming towards her, a ginger haired one with large breasts and a skinny brunette, she thought the brunette was the prettiest.

As they got nearer she surmised they were coming for her and she suddenly felt scared.

She began to question why she was there at all, she didn’t even know there were such places until two day before.

She would simply say there had been a mistake or that she had changed her mind, or she could say she felt ill.

Yes that was it she would say she was unwell.

“Sagina?” Claire said

“Yes” she replied nervously and stood up 

“I’m Claire and this is Kelly” she said “and we’re going ensure you have fun while you’re with us”

“Oh” Sag said and plopped down “Ok”

The girls sat either side of her and Kelly said reassuringly

“You are in complete control so you don’t need worry”

“I’m a bit nervous” Sagina said

“You don’t need be nervous honey” Claire said and took hold of her hand.

“Come on we’ll take you to the play room, and then we can talk about what you want to do”

Claire pulled her gently to her feet and she was the same height as the girls, but she was wearing flats so she was about 4 inches taller than them.

And taking an arm each Claire and Kelly led thee gentle girl with the gentle soul for a new beginning in the play room.

 

To the casual observer 23 year old Fiona Tilbrook may well have just wandered about aimlessly in her cat suit, but that wasn’t quite the whole story.

Wearing the see through cat suit, which hid nothing, especially not her hairy bush, made her feel sexy and as she walked the corridors she quietly observed everything looking for whatever it was she was looking for.

Fiona may not have known what she was looking for but she was certain she would know it when she found it.

 

When newly widowed Yvonne first found out the Spa Hotel was failing it took its toll on her.

The strain of trying to keep the business afloat began to tell.

She had bags under her eyes and was losing weight she could ill afford to lose and her once chestnut hair was streaked with grey.

But finally after weeks of uncertainty and sleepless nights a solution to Yvonne’s efforts to increase the numbers using the Spa presented itself and that much needed solution came about in a very serendipitous manner.

 

She placed adds in several bridal magazines extolling the benefits of having a Hen party at a Spa Hotel, all the treatments, plus bar and restaurant.

The response to the ad was even more promising than she could possibly have dreamed of and she had a flood of bookings for Hen parties and surprisingly Stags as well.

And it was because there was a booking for Hens and Stags at the same time that the true destiny of the establishment was realised.

 

However all was not plain sailing as the mix up between visitor and client would surely testify, when a Solicitor was wrongly taken to a punishment room while the actual client was left sitting in reception.

So when Solicitor Daphne Cosquer entered Yvonne’s office very gingerly, looking disheveled, flushed and strained and carrying her four inch heels Yvonne feared the worst.

There was a pronounced dark patch on her skirt, probably ejaculate, and a large ladder in her black tights and her hair looked like it was the result of being dragged through a hedge backwards.

“Miss Cosquer” Yvonne said getting up from her chair “I can’t apologize enough for the misunderstanding”

She didn’t respond other than to offer a weak smile

“Please sit” she said and watched as Daphne settled herself gently in a chair and winced.

“I…” Yvonne began but Daphne over spoke her

“Please don’t apologize to me anymore” she said flatly

“I came here today as a highly respected professional in my field, and instead of having the expected meeting I found myself thoroughly used and abused”

“I…” Yvonne began again but again she was prevented

“I had thought that after one meeting and a brief tour of the facilities I would be able to rubber stamp the business as clean and sound” she said and left Yvonne crestfallen and then added

“Instead I find that I will have to insist on further tours of the facilities to review what you have to offer while my recommendation to the partners goes through”

“What?” Yvonne said not believing her ears

“Is that going to be an issue?” Daphne asked

“No that won’t be a problem at all” she replied “would that be a weekly review?”

“Oh God yes I couldn’t manage more than that” she said letting her polished façade down momentarily “Due to my very busy schedule of course”

“I understand” Yvonne said

And so the meeting was concluded satisfactorily and Daphne Cosquer certainly walked out of the office as if there had been some considerable satisfaction.

 

Fiona Tilbrook wasn’t a pretty girl in fact she was a quite plain girl with pale skin and she was skinny.

Fiona stood a little over 5ft 2 and wore her brunette hair center parted and tied at the nape.

It didn’t help her cause that she wore no makeup and had large framed glasses, but she did have a pretty smile when the occasion called for it.

She virtually had the free run of the place thanks to her parent’s money.

There were no go areas for those who wanted privacy so she always heeded the signs.

But for those who liked to be exhibited she was a willing spectator.

She quite liked being a voyeur and liked to watch events through the two way mirrors and she would sometimes touch herself in the darkness but she never satisfied herself.

It was merely the hors-d'oeuvre to a dining experience she hadn’t discovered yet.

So as she was quiet and mouse like in nature she wandered around the place in that guise.

 

With the new business doing so well Yvonne no longer suffered sleepless nights through worry, but she had many nights where she was sleep deprived.

But that was due to the fact that despite being a widow she was enjoying a very heathy sex life.

In fact for the first time in her life she was being rogered to a toe curling orgasm on a regular basis.

As much as she loved her late husband Clive, and missed his company, he was not, she had discovered very accomplished in bed. 

Whereas the man she was waiting for, local Chief Superintendent Martin Reed knew all the right buttons to press.

 

She was pleased with her figure, she had replaced the weight she had lost during that worrying period, and her body reflected her contentment and she was a proper cuddly fun bundle.

Yvonne was in her private rooms waiting for the familiar knock on the door and was sitting behind her desk.

She didn’t have to wait long.

“Come in” she said and the door opened and Martin Reed walked in.

He was six years younger than Yvonne, tall rugged and in good shape.

Which was just as well as he had Yvonne and Linda, his 35 year old wife to satisfy.

She couldn’t answer to what Linda was getting but Yvonne could certainly vouch for the fact that she was always left well and truly satisfied.

He closed the door behind him and said

“You called madam?”

 “Yes Chief Superintendent” she replied and stood up to reveal that she was wearing a figure hugging printed silk camisole and a pair of ivory colour lacy topped pull ups and four inch heels.

She walked around the desk and stepped towards him with her thick brown bush on display.

“How can I help you today?” he asked

Yvonne had already moistened herself up while she sat behind her desk waiting for him and she could see the slight bulge in his suit trousers which indicated that he would soon be inside her.

“I was wondering about the trend regarding immoral behavior in Pangmere” she said as she unzipped him

“Well I think I can safely say they’re on the rise” he replied

“So I can see” Yvonne said Tugging his cock out through his open fly.

 

The play room was once a smallish conference room but had been converted.

The far wall was mirrored for its entire length and apart from the large double doors opposite the mirrored wall the remaining wall space was curtained floor to ceiling.

And behind the curtains were means of restraint, straps and chains, and racks and other devices.

They were however kept discreetly hidden from view of those of a nervous disposition and the fainthearted.

At one end of the room was a four poster bed and there were a number of arm chairs of various sizes dotted around.

By the time they reached the play room Sagina seemed to be a little more at ease and when she walked in she seemed relieved.

She expected it to look like a dungeon and it didn’t.

Claire closed the doors behind her and Kelly said

“So what would you like to do?”

“I don’t know” she replied

“Well what kind of things do you like?” Claire asked

“In what way?”

“What do you fantasize about in bed?” Kelly said

“What do you dream about to make the sex better?”

This line of questioning was problematic for Sagina as she was a virgin, and even her sexual persuasion was undetermined.

Over the years she had had crushes on men and women but she wasn’t sure what that meant.

Her only sexual experience had been when she was 13 she was tied up by two of her cousins and had her breasts fondled.

When she didn’t answer Claire put two and two together.

“Do you have any experience, at all?” she asked and Sagina was visibly relieved and shook her head

“Ok” Claire said

“So is it girls or boys you think about?” Kelly asked and Sagina shrugged

“So you really are a blank canvas” 

“I suppose so” she agreed

“But there’s something you want to do isn’t there” Claire said “Come on don’t be shy”

“Yes”

“So tell us and we will make your dream come true” Claire said

“I want to be tied up” she blurted out “with no clothes on”

And she blushed 

“Your wish is our command princess” Kelly said with a flourish

Other than that she didn’t know what she wanted, so the girls went through all the possible options.

Firstly the different means of restraint, ribbons, cuffs, ropes, tie wraps, leather straps, chains etcetera

Then there was the how, spread eagle on the bed face up, spread eagle on the bed face down, tied to a four poster, bent over a chair, in the stocks, hung from the ceiling, hanging on the wall, on a rack, tied to a wagon wheel and on and on.

Sagina liked the sound of the soft furnishing the best, so she plumped for being bent over a comfy chair and tied wrist and ankle with red ribbons of silk.

The chair was set in the middle of the room facing the mirror directly in line with the doors.

And while Claire went behind one of the curtains to get the ribbons Kelly started to undress Sagina who recoiled at her touch.

“Sorry lovely” she said “Do you want to undress yourself?”

Although it was always in her mind to be naked she hadn’t expected anyone to undress her.

This was an unexpected and exciting development.

“No please, I was just surprised” she said “I would very much like to be undressed”  

Claire had just returned holding the ribbons so Kelly suggested

“Ok lovely how about both of us undressing you?”

“Oh yes I’d like that” she said

 

So the quiet gentle girl, Sagina, was undressed item by item until Claire pulled own her navy blue knickers down, and after she had stepped out of them she stood between the two girls completely naked.

“You’re Gorgeous” Kelly said

“Thank you” Sagina replied and giggled

“I feel sexy”

“And so you should” Claire said

And then they bent her gently over a heavily stuffed armchair and tied her down.

“There you are sweetly” Claire said patting her buttock “is that comfy enough?”

“Yes”

“So doors open or closed?” Kelly asked fully expecting the shy girl to answer closed

“Open” she said very definitely

“Good girl” Kelly said and patted her other buttock.

She looked at the reflection in the mirror as the girls open the play room door to their fullest extent and she tingled all over.

“We’ll leave you alone for a while and then we’ll come back and see what you want to do next” Claire said

“Ok” Sag replied and the two girls went off to get some refreshment.

 

Sagina liked being tied up and every time she heard footsteps or talking she looked up so she see in the mirror and when the person turned to look at her it excited her very much, especially when they paused.

She was quite comfortable over the chair but she should have thought to have a wee before she let them tie her up.

When they came back she could ask them.

 

Yvonne was walking towards the playroom and felt much better after the brief liaison in her quarters.

Apart from the addition of a skirt she was wearing exactly the same outfit as she was when the Chief Superintendent nailed her on her desk.

She enjoyed walking around without her knickers, especially when meeting important people, and even more so when she was suitably moistened by a good shag.

She had taken to doing it a lot lately, it made her feel very sexy.

On that day she could feel her lips were still sticky from having received the Chief Superintendent.

She approached the playroom door and smiled when she noticed they were wide open.

It was the main corridor from reception so she would have had a steady footfall of passersby.

In fact there were several people in the corridor at that precise moment.

She estimated Sagina had probably been there for two hours so she decided to check she was ok.

She made eye contact with her reflection as she walked in.

“Everything alright for you darling?” she asked

“Oh yes lovely” she replied

“Is there anything you want or need?”

“Well” she began hesitantly

“Go on darling ask away” Yvonne encouraged

“I’m desperate for a pee” Sag confessed

“Well darling that’s easily remedied” Yvonne said

“Big or little?”

“Big” she replied “very big” she added and giggled

Yvonne went behind the curtain and returned with a large plastic jug and a small towel.

Sagina wasn’t expecting to do it in a jug this was an unforeseen excitement.

Yvonne slipped the pourer of the jug between her thighs which she obliged by opening as far as she could while restrained.

Once it was in position Yvonne patted her buttock and said

“Ok fire away”

 

Sagina was a bit cautious in releasing her burden as she didn’t want to hit Mrs Makin

But once she started with the first dribble there was no holding back and it gushed out.

It was such a torrent that Yvonne was worried the receptacle wasn’t going to be up to the job.

Sagina on the other hand was concerned only by the fact that there were a dozen people outside the doors looking on at the spectacle and that really turned her on.

Her urination cease roughly an inch from the rim of the jug

“Thank goodness for that I thought you were never going to stop” Yvonne said and they both laughed.

Holding the jug in one hand she used the towel to dry Sagina’s whiskers, then she draped the towel over the jug before handing over to one of her girls for disposal.

Just at that point Yvonne noticed that Claire and Kelly had returned

“Everything ok?” Kelly asked

“Yes, so far so good” Yvonne replied

“Ok then” Claire said “have you had enough or do you want to carry on?”

“Or do you want more?” Yvonne added

“I want to carry on and I want more” she said and giggled

“Good for you” Yvonne said “Boy or girl?”

“Oh definitely girl” she replied

“Ok girl it is” Yvonne responded “so who is it to be Kerry or Claire?”

“I like the look of that one” Sagina said nodding towards the mirror

Yvonne looked up to see who she was indicating and replied

“I’m sorry but that’s Fiona, she’s not staff, Fiona is a customer like you”

“Oh I see” said Sagina disappointedly

“I don’t mind” Fiona said softly and Sagina smiled broadly “I’d like to”

“Are you sure Fiona?” Yvonne asked

“I am” she replied

Yvonne was thrilled, Fiona had been a customer for three months and had never got herself so much as damp and showed no interest in anything physical with anyone, staff or client.

“Ok” she agreed “if that’s what you both want”

The doors were closed and a do not disturb sign was placed on the handle.

 

“I’m Fiona but people call me Fi” she said to the mirror as she stood behind her haunches

“My name is Sagina but you can call me Sag”

“This is the first time I’ve done anything like this” Fi confessed

“Me too”

She placed a hand on each ample buttock and caressed them gently and smiled and Sag’s reflection which smiled back and then with her palms still in contact with her fleshy cheeks she sank to her knees and her tongue took its first taste of feminine flesh.

“Oh yes Fi, that’s it” she exclaimed

 

Kelly, Claire and Yvonne only stood in the corridor for a few seconds and then they rushed around the back to the viewing room to watch the virgin couple.

“God I am so horny now” Claire said as Fi took her first taste of Sagina.

“I went passed horny when she pee’d in the jug” Claire admitted

“You dirty cow” Kelly said

“I think you two need to go and have some R&R” Yvonne said “Use one of the vacant rooms”

“Are you sure?” Claire asked

“Absolutely you two have earned it” Yvonne replied “Two hours alright for you?”

“More than enough” Kelly said as she dragged her lover out the door.

Yvonne carried on watching the tableaux in the playroom, it amused her to think that Fiona was paying a lot of money to Yvonne to do things to Sagina who in turn was paying Yvonne a lot of money to let her.

“I love this business” she said and slid her hand up her skirt and fingered her juicy flesh.

 

By the time she had frigged herself to climax Fiona had untied Sagina from the chair and in turn Sagina liberated Fi from her cat suit

“God that girl is so hairy” Yvonne said as the two girls ran and jumped onto the four poster bed.

Thursday 20 May 2021

Choice Tales from the Vale – (027) Kissing Cousins

The Osborn’s and the Sherlock’s lived in Childean and every year they had a family holiday in Spain together.

Peter and Kate Osborn and their sons Brian and Mark, Kate’s sister Christine Sherlock and husband David and their daughters Karen and Julie, all stayed in the Villa that was jointly owned by the two families every year in Moraira just along the coast from Benidorm.

And it was on one such family holiday in Spain one particular year when it first happened.
Mark Osborn was a few weeks short of his nineteenth birthday and his cousin Karen was just sixteen.
Karen had followed him around with puppy dog eyes for as long as he could remember but he always gave her the brush off, but since the previous Christmas he had suddenly become aware of her sexuality when instead of just following him around  Karen started flirting with him outrageously and quite expertly.
From the moment they set off for the airport she was flaunting and flirting with him but he wasn't really interested, he already had a steady girlfriend plus a spare or two in the wings so he tried his best to ignore her.
But that proved to be easier said than done when she spent most of the day in a scanty bikini and she was extremely fit and she flaunted what she had very well.
So he weakened, after all he was only eighteen so he took his chance one hot afternoon.
Both sets of parents and the younger siblings had gone off on a visit somewhere, a vineyard or monastery or shrine, somewhere boring, so he made an excuse and stayed at the villa as he had lust on his mind.
Mark knew Karen was up for it as well when she did the same.
Once the parents were well on their way he walked into her bedroom wearing only a towel and she was stood with her back to him and she was wearing only black satin underwear, matching pants and camisole, he knew she had borrowed them for the occasion because he was lucky enough to catch a glimpse of her mum in them on the day they arrived at the Villa.
He walked up behind her and dropped his towel before wrapping his arms around her and Karen slipped her arms over his and as she leant back into him, hugging her back his loins responded immediately and his erection was quickly digging into her back.
Mark inclined his head and leant over and kissed her, Karen responded immediately and their tongues explored each other’s mouths vigorously.
They stood in that embrace squeezing each other tightly for some time as his arousal grew and Karen was hot and wet.
Mark then released his grip on her and rested his hands lightly on her waist as he moved slowly onto his knees.

Karen visibly trembled as he hooked his fingerers inside the waist band of her panties and pulled her satin knickers down over her slim hips, they slipped down with great ease against her silky skin and over her tight young cheeks, as she wasn’t as amply proportioned as her mother, and they tumbled quickly down to her ankles.
Mark kissed the small of her back, his lips brushing gently across her skin and she trembled he fondled her perfect round cheeks.


He stood up effortlessly and his hands settled on her narrow hips and then as he nuzzled her neck they moved across her soft flat belly before they slipped upwards beneath her camisole and cupped her firm little breasts and he teased her nipples to erection.
Mark kissed the nape of her neck while still caressing her breasts and then he whispered in her ear and Karen pulled her camisole off over her head.
Completely naked and blushing she turned to look at him and he kissed her mouth eagerly then he pushed her gently forward so she could kneel on the bed.

He relinquished his old on her plump tits with their stiff proud peaks and moved his hands back to her hips and bent her over at the waist, She was like putty in his hands and totally compliant, he could have done anything he wanted to her, which he was about to do.

But first he knelt behind her again and smiled as he admired her pristine pink pussy, her lips were parted and wet, very very wet but he resisted the temptation to lick them, maybe he would do that another day, instead he fingered her juicy young cunny until she was ready for him, which didn’t take long.

He stood up behind her and teased her wet lips with the tip of his throbbing erection before thrusting firmly into her.

Karen gasped, first in pain as he broke her hymen and then again in pleasure as he thrust again, more deeply.
Her taut young body ebbed and flowed with the steady rhythm of his penetrations, until she came noisily once, twice, three times and collapsed onto the bed when he had finished with her and he withdrew from her juicy cunny.
Mark then bent down and kissed the small of her back then he picked up her panties and wiped his cock clean with them before discarded them on the bed next to her panting sweating body
“That was nice” he said and gave her cheek a slap “I’m going for a swim, I’ll see you out there” 

“I’m tired” she replied “I think I’ll have a sleep”

“Oh that’s a shame” Mark said “because after a swim I thought we could go to my room, but if you’re tired never mind”

Five minutes later Karen arrived by the pool wearing her yellow bikini, Mark liked what he could see but his eyes were drawn to the crotch of her bottoms which already sporting a wet patch.

“I like you in that” he said “but I don’t think you’ll be wearing it for long”

Mark was not wrong about that they had five minutes in the pool and then she spent the rest of the afternoon in his room and he spent it in her.

They almost got caught when the parents returned as they had fallen asleep in his bed but they got away with it.

Although that day was the first time they had sex it was not the last occasion on that holiday that they did it. 

And nor was that holiday the last time that the kissing cousins got sweaty together, in fact over the years they became regular fuck buddies.


RED HOT

 


The first thing I noticed
Was the sun on her red hair
Turning it to blazing fire
As it tumbled
Onto the white flesh of her shoulders
The pastel shades
Of her meagre top
Struggled to contain the vibrancy of her breasts
And her naked midriff tantalized
The waistband of her skirt sat on her hips
While the white cotton below
Encased her rolling buttocks and strong thighs
A gust of summer breeze
Lifted her skirt allowing glimpses of her white thighs
Then as she walked
The sunlight behind her illuminated her form
More than hinting at the delights
Contained within the cotton of her skirt
My thoughts then turned
From her flaming red hair
To a burning desire

Yvonne Makin’s House of Fun – (01) Legally Binding

 

Fifty year old Yvonne Makin is a former masseur who along with her husband Clive ran a small country Spa Hotel in the village of Pangmere on the Finchbottom road and they were doing very nicely thank you, or so she thought.

However after her husband’s death she realised that the business she thought was thriving was in fact in dire straits.

As a result she was faced with some very hard choices to make, sell up, sell out or change direction.

She was a small dark haired woman who had maintained her figure well over the years, and was still considered attractive, but the strain of trying to keep the business afloat was beginning to tell.

She had bags under her eyes and was losing weight she could ill afford to lose and her once chestnut hair was streaked with grey.

But finally after weeks of uncertainty and sleepless nights a solution presented itself and that much needed solution eventually came about in a very serendipitous manner.

 

It all happened as a result of Yvonne’s efforts to increase the numbers using the Spa, even a small increase in trade would have been beneficial.

So in an attempt, bordering on desperation, and in order to revive her fortunes, she placed adds in several bridal magazines extolling the benefits of having a hen party at a Spa Hotel, detailing all the treatments, plus a bar and restaurant.

And the response to the ad was even more promising that she could possibly have dreamed of, mainly because she hadn’t even considered that the spa weekend idea would be taken on board by hens and stags alike.

For a while it looked like her idea was truly inspired and verged on the genius and it looked to all the world that it was destined to save the business.

 

Things were going so well, Yvonne had even started sleeping soundly again but then came the weekend when they had a hen party and stag booked in at the same time, even though they were not the two halves of the same wedding, the writing should have been on the wall.     

Yvonne took it in her stride however and with carful management,  both groups appeared to be having a great time and there was no crossover of parties, until that is the quantity of alcohol eroded all inhibitions to such an extent that the libidinous and lascivious urges won out and the lusty room hopping took over.

And it wasn’t just an isolated incident either, it was a case of Stag on Hen, Stag on Stag and Hen on Hen, in fact it had in a very short space of time turned into an anything goes full on orgy.

Even the Groom in waiting was involved and was found tied to a four poster bed, being beaten on the buttocks with ping pong bats by the maid of honour and the bride to be of the other party.


Although the Hen and Stag Spa weekend turned out to be an unmitigated disaster in terms of what it was supposed to be, a great time was had by all, as was one girl in particular, by the name of Kylie.

But far from damaging the Hotels reputation it led to a spate of enquiries from those who were looking for the more exotic off menu activities.

 

So as a result of that mad sex and alcohol fuelled Saturday night Yvonne had the idea to close the traditional loss making Spa Hotel and open the House of Fun, where spa treatments like Raki and Reflexology were replaced by a more exotic menu for those inclined more towards restraints, punishments and the more unusual pleasures.  

Massages were still on the menu but always had a “happy ending”

Saunas also still featured in the new regime they were just much steamier.

Some would stay at the Hotel for varying durations while taking their particular pleasures while other were walk-ins.

Some were only occasional visitors, dabblers or even one timers but the majority were frequent flyers on the erotica express.

 

Many of the staff from the old business stayed on to give the new trade a go, most of them merely continued in their old roles,

Cook’s, laundry staff, waiters, waitresses, cleaners, bar staff, housemaids, and maintenance staff.

Whereas others chose a career change and stayed on in a different capacity.

For example Howard Dixon, who was a rather ordinary looking forty year old reflexology therapist, who it transpired had a foot fetish which during his work at the spa he was never able to fully act upon.

So for him the change from Spa Hotel to sin palace was manna from heaven and he had managed to turn a hobby into a very lucrative profession.

Yvonne was surprised at the speed at which Howard had built up a regular clientele, she hadn’t fully realised just how many foot freaks there were in Downshire.

 

The surprise package of the transition was Aidan McCauley who was the quiet and unassuming odd job man at the Hotel who would never have said boo to a goose in his old life.

But when Aidan was transformed into his alter ego and he was dressed head to toe in black leather and wearing a heavily studded ski mask, he found his true voice and he could not be silenced.

 

Two other survivors of the old Spa days were the undoubted stars of the infamous Stag/Hen orgy night, who were in fact the bride to be, Cathy Ridge, and her maid of honour, at the wedding that never was, Lucy Thomas, who were now two of her best “performers” in the S and M rooms, where they had access to a lot more than ping pong bats to use in their arsenal.


Callum McDonnell, who was the 6ft 4 inch former Hotel gardener, was a gently spoken, good looking and very muscular man who also turned out to be particular well sort after by the punters in the new business, due partly to the fact he was very good looking and fit, but it was much more likely because he was hung like a horse, well maybe not a horse but certainly a decent sized pony.

He was also very popular with the ladies who liked a firm hand as he was extremely well versed in the spanking department as he had hands like shovels.

 

But perhaps the two most versatile of those who had embarked upon a new career choice were Claire Collister and her girlfriend Kerry Freeborn, they had formerly worked in the pool and sauna suite but chose to make the change to amongst other things, dominatrix, although not exclusively.

Claire was a skinny and flat chested brunette, and she wore her hair in a pixie cut which worked perfectly with her elfin features.

Kelly on the other hand was more substantially made and had a voluptuous figure, and what Claire called “Lego hair” which was thick and ginger.

They were both 5ft 4 inches tall but Kelly looked taller because of her Lego hair.

As the pair were quite adventurous in their own sex life they were really open to anything, and dabbled in anything and everything and as they were both approaching 30 they were not naïve about the ways of the world, so nothing phased them.

There was one man, a regular visitor, who liked to sit naked on the lavatory, masturbating obviously, as a succession of girls walked into the bathroom pulled down their knickers and pee’d in the bath.

Not that it was just the men that were weird a woman in her sixties liked to lay naked in the empty bath and have Callum urinated on her.

 

Claire and Kelly took pleasure from everything they turned their hand to and one of the bonuses, other than the fact they got horny a lot, was that they didn’t need to be nice to any of them in fact you could be rude to them very rude, in fact in some cases the ruder the better.

But they liked the dominatrix role because they really enjoyed punishing men.

However not that all the customers on the receiving end of a beating  were men it was in fact not far off 50-50 so they got to play with some very pretty women as well.

 

Yvonne Makin didn’t participate in any of the sessions herself, she liked to remain at arm’s length, but she did like to supervise, which she did quite diligently, and she became something of a voyeur over the months and liked to watch events through the two way mirrors and she would sometimes satisfy herself in the darkness.

With business doing so well she no longer suffered sleepless nights through worry, but had many nights where she was sleep deprived because despite being a widow she enjoyed a very heathy sex life with a local Chief Superintendent, Martin Reed, who would pop into the Hotel most nights and pop into Yvonne while her was there and fill her boots.


When it was a Spa Hotel Yvonne and her husband Clive prided themselves on the variety of services and treatments that the Spa could offer.

So when she set up the House of Fun she was determined to adopt the same principles.

The biggest problem was the price list she knew how much the Spa charged for a massage but had no idea what the “happy ending” should cost.

So everyone involved went to on line forums to try and ascertain what the going rate for a spank was, a hand job as well as the more colourful and kinky items.

And after diligent use of the interweb they came up with a basic price list.

 

It turned out to be a very lucrative business indeed and it seemed the weirder the request from a patron was the more she could charge them for it.

Having carte blanche however did not mean that there was an “anything goes” policy there were still plenty of things that were well off menu and deviances that would not be entertained under any circumstance.

Under 18’s were a no no, animals of any description were not permitted on the premises, not even snakes which for some seemed to be a must have for erotica.

One request that was very firmly refused came from a retired high court judge who wanted to lay beneath a glass topped table while a man defecated above it.

 

It wasn’t always about the physical, one ex professional rugby player paid handsomely for the privilege of sniffing the girl’s soiled knickers which had to be stored in Tupperware boxes to keep them “fresh”.

 

An old Shakespearean actor liked watching Claire hovering his room wearing nothing but wellington boots and a retired vicar liked to be walked up and down the corridor wearing a dog collar.

Voyeurism was very popular and some two way mirror were installed in a number of rooms for the peepers.

Although some wanted to be in the room with the couple during the act, that was very expensive, in fact, any request the deviated from the norm was extra and anything that the client “insisted on” doubled or trebled the price.

Some of the request that were made were more bizarre than others and were more akin to “Children in Need” challenges.

A woman having her breast covered in peanut butter or a man having his genitals painted with warm honey.

 

There was also a lot of dressing up involved so they had amassed quite a wardrobe for the punters delight which cost a fortune but if the clients wanted them then they could have them but of course they came at a price, which partly covered the cleaning bill, not all fabrics are wipe clean.

 

A lot of what the staff did was less about sex and more about humiliation, whether it was verbal chastisement, or psychological bullying or actual physical punishment or just being tied up or restrained.

Some of the punishment were bordering on torture for example a university professor enjoyed punishment by Tens machine which involved having the electrodes connected the parts of him that should only feel the tingle of sexual anticipation and not an electric current.


 After the first 12 months the business was really thriving and they had a steady core of regulars and plenty of newbies to keep everyone occupied.

But as well as things were going it wasn’t busy every day, Mondays in particular were normally very quiet and everyone got a bit bored or got down and dirty themselves in a quiet corner.

Yvonne turned a blind eye to the staff having sex on the premises during work hours, after all doing what they did all day, they were bound to get a bit horny.

But as liberal as she was she didn’t encourage sex between her staff and the customers, it certainly wasn’t part of the services on offer.

But if it was mutually desired then that was strictly between the consenting adults involved and nobody else.

 

It was on one quiet Monday in particular when Yvonne walked in to the staff lounge and said

“Right we have a newbie on the way in”

And because it had been so quiet Claire couldn’t volunteer quickly enough

“We’ll do it” she said

“Well you can get her settled into the leather room”

And as soon as Yvonne gave the instruction, Claire and Kelly were on the move.  

Although the leather room sounded quite kinky it was only actually the furniture that was leather and the chairs in there were ideal to be used for gentle restraint and mild chastisement, but it was still a really fun place.

As Claire and Kelly were on the way out Yvonne called after them

“We don’t know whether she’s fish or fowl yet, so Callum might have to do the deed”

 

Daphne Cosquer was an attractive woman, tall and slender, in her early thirties wearing a tailored business suit and spectacles and carried a briefcase.

It was apparent looking at her that she was of mixed race, her height and long slender limbs betrayed her European DNA while the luscious caramel coloured skin and black shinning hair hinted at the long past liaison between Europe and the exotic east.

She was just slipping off her jacket when the girls arrived.

“Hello I’m Claire and this is Kelly”

Daphne turned towards them and offered her hand in greeting

“Daphne Cosquer” she said “I believe I’m expected”

“Yes indeed” Claire said lustfully

“I’m here for a meeting” Daphne added

“Well we are going to take you to the “meeting” room and get you settled” Kelly said

So with pleasantries exchanged Kelly led the way and Claire followed on behind in the wake of her exotic heady fragrance.

 

They went out through the reception door and down along the corridor and Claire followed on mesmerized by Daphne’s form and admiring of its perfection.

As she strode down the corridor behind Kelly, Daphne’s straight black hair cascaded onto her shoulders and danced softly on them in time with her movement.

All though in truth Claire wasn’t looking at her hair, her eyes were all over the girl’s pert rolling buttocks. 


Daphne Cosquer was immaculately dressed in a fitted white silk blouse tucked into the waist of a grey flared skirt, which complemented her slender frame perfectly, her narrow waist and the flaring of her skirt accentuating her hips deliciously.

Her pert round buttocks contained within the tailored skirt were quite hypnotic too and her shapely legs clad in black tights were gorgeous.

They were tights if Claire was not mistaken, it was a shame it wasn’t stockings, Claire liked stockings and she had always been able to pick out a girl in stockings, it was a knack.

But stockings or tights the ensemble was finished off with four-inch heels which shaped her calves like sculpture and by the time the destination was in reach Claire was quite moist.

“I do hope we get to play with this one” Claire said in her head.

Apart from being gorgeous and well dressed in expensive clothes Daphne also spoke in wonderful plummy tones which was something else that got Claire hot, a combination of the two set her on fire.

 

They arrived at their destination which was to all intents and purposes a small meeting room, very plush with warm wood paneling and leather upholstery but it was a meeting room all the same.

“Here we are” Kelly said and took the briefcase off her and placed it on the desk.

Claire closed the door behind them and took Daphne by the elbow and said “let’s get you ready for your meeting then”

 

Five minutes after they had arrived in the leather room, Daphne was being bent forward over a leather arm chair.

“Will it be uncomfortable?” she asked as the two girls tipped her forwards over the back of the leather chair so that she pivoted on it at the waist.

“No it will be fine” Claire replied as she winked at Kelly.

Kelly then tied her wrists to the chairs front legs with silk ropes.

While Claire was at the back of the Chair admiring her magnificent long stocking clad legs which were left dangling over the chair back, which despite the fact they were so long, didn’t quite reach the floor.

She slipped off Daphne’s 4 inch heeled shoes and discarded them and then she tied her legs, one at a time, to the chairs back legs, resulting in the restriction of her movement significantly.

The two girls stood back to admire their handiwork and looked proudly at Daphne bent over the upholstery.

“That isn’t too uncomfortable” Daphne said

“Good” Claire said

“Well I think I’ve had enough now though” she said

“Nonsense” Kelly said “We haven’t even started yet”

“What do you mean?” Daphne asked with real alarm in her voice

“I’m not a customer, I’m only here for a meeting”

“Don’t be silly” Claire said “it’s only cold feet”

“No really” she said

“You’ll love it” Claire said and lifted Daphne’s skirt up as far as her waist

“What are you doing?” she screamed “Stop” 

“I’m afraid that’s not going to happen” Kelly said and yanked her tights and knickers off her gorgeous arse in one deft movement.

 

“I’m not a customer” Daphne exclaimed “I’m only here for a meeting”

“Don’t be silly” Claire said “it’s only cold feet”

“No really” she said

“You’ll love it” Claire said and lifted Daphne’s skirt up as far as her waist

“What are you doing?” she screamed “Stop” 

“I’m afraid that’s not going to happen” Kelly said and yanked her tights and knickers off her gorgeous arse in one deft movement.

“Oh my God, what is wrong with you two?” Daphne screamed “untie me right now”

“Oh stop being such a baby” Kelly snapped and unzipped her skirt and tugged her White silk blouse from the waistband.

“Please stop” she begged

“Daphne you are going to love it” Kelly reassured her

“But I keep telling you I’m not a customer” she shouted

“I really am here for a meeting”

“Oh do shut up now” Kelly snapped and slapped her bare arse really hard.

She had done it as hard as she could, because she had noticed the way Claire looked at her as she yanked down her knickers and tights, it was obvious to her the she found Daphne hot and she was jealous.

“Ow” Daphne exclaimed

“Right let’s get this off” Kelly said and reached around her to unbutton her white silk blouse and then pulled it over her head and as far down her arms as it would reach all accomplished without a single word of protest.

Then Claire unhooked her bra to release her not unsubstantial breasts which hung down delightfully, lusciously tipped with large chocolate coloured nipples which Claire found almost irresistible.

She was just about to grope one of them when Kelly slapped at her hand, Kelly then walked around to Daphne’s rear end.

The slap that she had delivered had made a very satisfactory sound to her ears and left a lovely bright red handprint on the caramel colored buttock.

And then just for the sheer fun of it she slapped the other cheek equally hard.

“Ow” Daphne exclaimed again “are you punishing me?”

“Do you deserve to be punished?” Claire asked hopefully

 “Yes I do” Daphne replied and giggled “you should punish me”

“Oh really?” Kelly asked

“Yes” she replied “I’m a really naughty girl”

“You soon changed your tune” Kelly said and slapped her arse again

“Oh that was nice” Daphne said “do it again?”

And then Claire joined in and slapped her other cheek but she left her hand on Daphne’s buttock slightly too long for Kelly’s taste so she glared at Claire and slapped Daphne again

“Oh yes I’m so naughty, do it harder” Daphne screamed “Do it harder?”

“Oh so you want it harder perhaps we’re not strong enough for you Miss Snooty” Kelly retorted and continued in a baby voice “would you like us to get a big strong man to spank your little brown bottie?”

“Oh yes do that” she cried “get me a big strong man, with big strong hands”

“Ok then we will get you a man” Kelly said

“Come on Claire”

Kelly headed straight for the door but Claire was a little reluctant and followed on slowly looking back wistfully at the figure sluttishly draped over the chair back, with her knickers and tights around her knees and her slightly blemished caramel coloured buttocks and just a hint of black pubic hair on display.  


Kelly headed straight for the door but Claire was a little reluctant and followed on slowly looking back wistfully at the figure sluttishly draped over the chair back, with her knickers and tights around her knees and her slightly blemished caramel coloured buttocks and just a hint of black pubic hair on display.  

“Bye Daphne” Claire sighed as she said goodbye to the knicker wetting view.

As she went out the door and committed the image to her wank bank.

Closing the door behind her she trotted after Kelly who possessed the only piece of arse she was going get any time soon.

 

When they reached the staff lounge again they found Callum slouched on the sofa watching TV

“Girl in the leather room Cal, she’s all yours” Claire said

“Ok what’s she in for?” he asked “Just a spank or a spank and wank?”

“Just give her everything you’ve got big boy” Kelly said

 

As he walked into the leather room he was greeted by the sight of the posh piece of tottie tied over an armchair with everything very much on display and he found himself instantly aroused.

“Well what have we here?” he said rubbing himself

“You must have been a very very naughty girl”

“Yes I have” she admitted proudly

He walked towards her rear aspect and due to his arousal and his generous endowment he found it quite uncomfortable.

So as his instructions were to give her everything he had he saw no reason to keep his cock trousered a moment longer than he had too, so he undressed.

When he reached her he looked at delicious round arse dressed with the distinct bloom were small hands had spanked her, he thought the bloom would be considerable deeper after his big hands had been deployed.

“So what do we do with a naughty girl?”

“You spank her” she squealed excitedly “You spank her hard”

“Yes I do” he said and gave her two firm slaps on each cheek with his shovel like hands and she wriggled and squealed.

He decided to leave her magnificent arse alone and wait to see the evidence of his punishment before he gave her any more.

He feasted his eyes on her full breasts which hung down delightfully, lusciously tipped with large aroused chocolate colored nipples.

He stood in front of her as her head went from side to side seeking him out but her vision was obscure by her lustrous black hair.

He stepped to the side and scooped up her unruly locks and tied them roughly at her nape.

It wasn’t the neatest job but it would serve a purpose.

Callum return to his previous location and she could now see him, all of him.

He lifted her head up so he could see her face but her eyes were firmly fixed on his cock.

“Oh so that’s what you’re interested in is it?” he asked but she didn’t answer

He was standing about two feet away from her but his cock was nearer.

“Do you want a closer look?” he asked and she nodded


Callum was standing in front of Daphne about two feet away from her but his cock was nearer.

“Do you want a closer look?” he asked and she nodded

So he slowly moved closer to her inch by tantalizing inch, and as it got close to her face, her mouth opened invitingly

“So you want it in there do you?”

“Yes” she grunted without closing her mouth

So he inched further forward until he was in her mouth and the moment it touched her lips she took over.

She only had free use of her head but that was clearly enough.

And when his cock was well and truly in her mouth he said

“You really are a naughty girl”

She would have nodded in agreement but her head was already nodding.

 

After Callum had left the girls alone in the lounge Claire immediately leapt at Kelly and pushed her onto the couch.

“I’m so horny” she said and her hand went straight up Kelly’s skirt and yanked her knickers off.

“You’d better get your off then” Kelly said

“I already did” she replied and lifted up her skirt to provide the evidence.

“You dirty little cow” she said “come here”

 

The girls were laying on the sofa noshing each other in a classic 69 pose when they were disturbed,

“I thought I asked you two to settle the newbie in the leather room”

Yvonne said

“We did” Kelly said as she peered up from beneath Claire’s thighs

“I don’t think so” Yvonne insisted

“We definitely did” Claire said briefly lifting her head up from Kelly’s minge

“Then why is she still sitting patiently in reception?” she asked

“Um” Claire said as the two girls extricated themselves from their intimate repose “that’s not possible, we left her tied up and stripped down ready for action”

“We even gave her a bit of a spanking” Kelly said

Yvonne went to speak but then a thought crossed her mind.

“The woman that you took to the leather room, what did she look like?”

“Tall” Kelly said

“Very pretty” Claire added

“Lovely long legs” Kelly said

“Fabulous arse” Claire recalled which provoked a glare from Kelly

“And big tits” she added and Kelly slapped her arm.

“Was her name Daphne Cosquer?” Yvonne asked and held her breath

“Yes” Kelly said “A proper posh bird”

“Oh God” She said and plopped down on an armchair and put her head in her hands

“What’s the matter boss?” Kelly asked

“She’s not a punter she’s a solicitor representing a very prestigious firm that I’m hoping will take us on as a client” Yvonne explained

“Oh no” Claire exclaimed “she kept saying she was only here for a meeting”

“We thought it was just part of her fantasy” Kelly said “And slapped her some more”


Yvonne lifted her head from her hands and said

“So if she’s tied up in the leather room then why were you two in here noshing each other?” she asked

“Because she wanted a man” Claire said failing to keep the disappointment from her voice

“So we sent Callum to finish her off” Kelly said

“Oh shit” Yvonne said and shot up and ran for the door

“What’s wrong?” Kelly said as she and Claire ran after her.

 

When they reached the door to the leather room the girls hung back in the corridor as Yvonne quietly opened the door and peered in.

Then her shoulders slumped and she closed the door again.

“Is he in there?” Kelly asked

“It’s worse than that girls” Yvonne replied “he’s in Daphne”

“Oh shit” Claire exclaimed

 

Neither Callum nor Daphne heard the door open and close again as he was joyfully plugged into her juicy posh parts while groping her ample tits and she was vociferously receiving him.

It became so frenetic that every time he plunged into her tender loins the chair moved until like a prize bull servicing a heifer he unloaded into her and she screamed.

 

Daphne entered Yvonne’s office very gingerly looking disheveled, flushed and strained and carrying her four inch heels.

There was a pronounced dark patch on her skirt, probably ejaculate, and a large ladder in her black tights and her hair looked like it was the result of being dragged through a hedge backwards.

“Miss Cosquer” Yvonne said getting up from her chair “I can’t apologize enough for the misunderstanding”

She didn’t respond other than to offer a weak smile

“Please sit” she said and watched as Daphne settled herself gently in a chair and winced.

“I…” Yvonne began but Daphne over spoke her

“Please don’t apologize to me anymore” she said flatly

“I came here today as a highly respected professional in my field, and instead of having the expected meeting I found myself thoroughly used and abused”

“I…” Yvonne began again but again she was prevented

“I had thought that after one meeting and a brief tour of the facilities I would be able to rubber stamp the business as clean and sound” she said and left Yvonne crestfallen and then added

“Instead I find that I will have to insist on further tours of the facilities to review what you have to offer while my recommendation to the partners goes through”

“What?” Yvonne said not believing her ears

“Is that going to be an issue?” Daphne asked

“No that won’t be a problem at all” she replied “would that be a weekly review?”

“Oh God yes I couldn’t manage more than that” she said letting her polished façade down momentarily “Due to my very busy schedule of course”

“I understand” Yvonne said

And so the meeting was concluded satisfactorily and Daphne Cosquer certainly walked out of the office as if there had been some considerable satisfaction.