Cute Girls

My Introduction to D/S Ch. 02

“[Please read part one of this story first. This story contains revenge, betrayal, oral, anal, Mff, ff, D/s, bondage and a trip to Chicago. If any of these things will put you off you may want to read someone else's story.]”

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She stood and pulled the big t-shirt over her head. Her new bra caught the light and made her breasts appear to sparkle. She started working on the jeans. When she had loosened the belt I spoke again.

“Stop. This is hard for you, isn’t it?”

“Yes. I will do it, though.”

“Janice, help her out of her jeans, please.”

Watching Janice drop to her knees and help Carla remove her jeans was an erotic sight. Carla was left with her jeans at her feet and still wearing white Christian panties.

“Take off the panties and throw them in the trash with the bra that used to be yours.”

Following directions isn’t tough when you really want to do what you’re being told to do. Janice was still on her knees in front of Carla and Carla stood in front of us in her new bra.

“Carla, have you ever trimmed your bush?”

“No.”

“Do you like having someone eat your pussy?”

She blushed and softly said, “I don’t know.”

“Have you been married? Are you married now?”

Both questions got a head shake.

“Are you a virgin?”

“No.”

“Have you had an orgasm this year?”

“No, never.” She did not meet my gaze. Her voice was soft like she was ashamed.

“Sit on the bed both of you, please.”

I sat on the chair in front of them. It was difficult to stay focused on what I knew needed to happen. Their bodies and their energy were like magnets pulling me with invisible hands.

“Janice, we were having a conversation before Carla came back. We need to finish that conversation.”

“I see what is happening here, and I want it to happen. I want you to give Carla what she craves. I want to watch as she has an orgasm and knows what sexual freedom is. This is a gift you can give her.”

Carla looked like she couldn’t believe what she was hearing.

“This is a gift we can give her. I am a novice to this thinking too and it’s like the Universe is leading us to the lessons we need.”

“I think we have had enough talk, please fuck her.”

“No.”

They both almost jumped on me.

“First we are giving me a gift. The three of us are going to shave away her bush. Her sexuality is hiding behind it.”

For the next fifteen minutes the three of us were in the bathroom and when we came back in the bedroom I had them stand and look at the new Carla in the mirror. After we looked at both of them and I touched both of them on their smooth pussies I pointed at the king sized bed.

“Lay on the bed ladies.”

I positioned myself between Carla’s legs and motioned to Janice. She came to me and we kissed.

“Are you wet?”

“Dripping!”

“Whatever thoughts you have I want you to turn them into actions. If you think about sucking Carla’s beautiful nipples, do it. If you want to touch her pussy as I do, do it. If you hold back I will know and I will be angry.”

That said I lowered my face to the freshly shaved pussy before me and began her journey to her first orgasm. I watched Janice and after a minute of watching me she caressed Carla’s breast. Carla moaned. She arched a little and moaned again.

I lifted my face from her and said, “You must be vocal. Tell us what you’re feeling. Tell us what you want.”

“Lick me again, please.”

I did. Janice bent to her breast and sucked. Carla moaned again and held Janice’s face to her breast.

I felt the quiver begin and knew Carla was approaching her orgasm.

“Oh, I feel strange. Please stop, I can’t stand it!”

“Hang on to Janice or a pillow. I will not stop.”

Carla grabbed a handful of Janice’s hair and her other hand grabbed the sheets. I sucked her clit and flicked it with the tip of my tongue. That was enough. Her back arched, her legs clamped on me and she moaned. The moan became a scream and then she went limp except for twitches that shook her every few seconds.

I stood up. Janice was looking at Carla’s pussy and her eyes were glazed with lust.

“Do it.”

Janice moved to where I had been and licked Carla. Carla grabbed her head and protested.

“I’m too sensitive! Stop! I’ll die.”

Janice didn’t listen.

“Oh, my, dear, God, It’s happening again!”

She lost control and had another orgasm. Janice stood and kissed me. We both tasted like Carla’s pussy. We kissed and fondled each other for a few moments and then I turned to Carla.

“Ready or not here we come.”

Janice got close and watched my cock go into Carla. Her hands went to her own pussy and in seconds she was cumming.

“Oh, God! That feels good. It doesn’t hurt. I’m so full.”

Carla propped herself up on her elbows and watched herself get fucked. Janice moved onto the bed and offered Carla a breast to suck. Carla didn’t hesitate. I slid two fingers into Janice. We pushed each other to another orgasm and then lay together on the bed, catching our breath.

A few minutes passed and Janice rolled to me and cleaned me. When she rolled her face up near mine she said, “Nick, I love you. This is a better life.”

“I love you too. It is time for us to think about sleep. Carla are you spending the night?”

“I don’t want to impose.”

“Both of you, go to the bathroom and then get in bed.” I followed them in and as they took turns at the toilet I peed in the shower. We got back in bed with me in the middle and were quickly asleep.

Morning woke us sounding like the phone. Janice answered. It was a wake up call, reminding us to be downstairs for our nine o’clock pick up. As Janice and I dressed Carla ordered room service and had them rush it. Before I was dressed there was a knock and Janice let our breakfast in. Carla was in the bathroom with the door closed. When the delivery person left she joined us for breakfast. As we ate we talked.

“Carla, now that it is the next day, how are you feeling about last night?”

“Sad. Not for last night, for tonight and tomorrow and all the tomorrows after that. You are leaving. Last night was the most exciting night of my life! I never knew my body could do those things!”

“We are not the only people who can take you there. Leave us your address, e-mail and phone. We will do some research for you and send you what we find. If you are ever in the Los Angeles area please come and be with us.”

“Nick, we need to go.”

We gathered our things and the three of us went to the door together. We hugged and kissed Carla and stepped outside the room. As we walked to the elevator I said, “After the TV show we may not be staying here. If we stay in Chicago we’ll call you and have you come to where we are.”

“I’d like that very much.”

The limo driver opened the door and we got in. Half an hour later we walked into the studio. A visit to make up and hair and we were ready. Janice asked if she could use the ladies room and an escort took her. I knew the next time I saw her would be on stage. I was taken to the Green Room. The sign on the door said “Green Room.” Inside the room was a pale coral. I sat and opened the briefcase checking to assure myself that everything I wanted was easily at hand.

Ten minutes passed. The door opened and a young man wearing a headset said, “Mr. Wells, if you would follow me please.”

I was taken behind a lot of offices and prop rooms to a door. The door was held by another person with a headset on. I could hear someone talking but could not understand what was being said. Then there was clapping and yelling and the person opened the door.

I walked onto the set. Mickey Pond was standing down by the audience holding a microphone. On the stage were three chairs; an empty chair, one with Janice in it and one with Mike standing by it. Janice’s chair was slightly closer to Mike’s chair. I looked at Janice’s hands. Her fingers were not crossed. Mike stepped to me and offered his hand. I didn’t take it.

Mickey spoke, “Mr Wells, you were told you were coming here today to be honored as someone’s “Best Friend.” Yet you didn’t shake Mike’s hand.”

“He is not my friend. So, why not tell me what this is all about?”

“Mike, perhaps you can tell Nick, Mr. Wells, why he is here.”

“You and I have been friends for six years. I have regarded you as my best friend all that time. I am surprised…”

“I’ll bet you are. I thought for most of those six years that you were my friend. If you think we are friends then I need to know what being a friend is, in your mind.”

Mickey interjected, “We need to get to why Nick is here. Mike can you tell Nick why he’s here?”

“I didn’t mean it to happen but when you were gone so much with your work your wife, Janice, sought me out for companionship and over time we fell in love. We are here to ask you for a divorce.”

“Why?”

“We want to be together.”

“You said you wanted to marry me,” Janice said. Mike shot her a look, caught himself and said, “I do.”

“You want to marry my wife?”

“Yes.”

“When?”

“What?”

“When do you want to marry her?”

“As soon as her divorce is final.”

“And, in the spirit of our friendship you want me to give Janice a divorce so she can marry you.”

“We didn’t mean for this to happen. We just fell in love.”

“Do you love my wife?”

“I do.”

“We’ll be right back after these important messages.” Mickey Pond intruded again.

We sat in silence for the two minutes of the commercial break. At the end of the break Mickey spoke again, “We’re here today with Mike, Janice and Nick. Mike has just told Nick that he and Janice, Nick’s wife, are in love and want a divorce.”

I spoke up, “Mike have you been in bed with my wife?”

“Yes.”

“When was the first time?”

“A few months ago.”

“Is that something a friend does?”

“We got caught up in a moment. We weren’t out to hurt you.”

“Caught in a moment. How many of those moments have you been caught up in?”

“I didn’t keep a count.”

“Ten? Twenty? A hundred?”

“I said I don’t know.”

“Janice?”

“Ninety three.”

Mike looked shocked.

“You may not know this but one of the little quirks that Janice has is that she counts things. If she says there have been ninety three moments there have been ninety three moments. But, back to you Mike Thompson. You say you love my wife. Do you love any other women like you love my wife?”

“What do you mean? No.”

“So you’re telling us you aren’t having moments with anyone except my wife?”

“No, I’m not.”

I opened the briefcase. I pulled two photographs out and handed them to Mickey. “These pictures are of a lady who resides in an apartment leased in her name and Mike’s right here in Chicago. I’d just as soon not mention her name but I would like to have Mike answer for why the two of them have an apartment together.”

Mike spoke up, “Let me see those!”

Mickey didn’t move or give them to Mike.

She said, “Mike I think we would all like to know about your relationship with this woman.” She showed Mike the picture of Sharleen standing in front of the apartment.

“She is a poor school teacher and I leased the apartment with her so she could live in a nicer area than she could afford.”

Mickey became the shark. She smelled the blood in the water.

“So, you are just a nice guy and have no physical relationship with this woman, only with Nick’s wife?”

“That’s right.”

Mickey walked to Janice. “He sounds sincere doesn’t he?”

Janice nodded. Mickey held the other photo in front of Janice. Janice took one look and roundhoused Mike. She slapped him so hard he and his chair fell over.

“No physical relationship? The woman is sucking you!” Janice stood over Mike. He made no attempt to get up. Mickey’s body guards helped Janice back to her seat.

Mickey came back to me. The bodyguards roughly got Mike and his chair back up.

“I think there is more in your briefcase. Would you like to share?”

“What I have to share isn’t in my briefcase. Mr Martin please come forward.”

A man in the audience came up on stage and walked to Mike. “Mike Thompson?”

He nodded. The man handed him legal papers. He turned and walked to Janice.

“Janice Marie Wells?”

“Yes,” she said. He handed her legal papers. He shook my hand and left the building.

“Mickey, they have been served. Janice will get the divorce and Mike will be sued for alienation of affection. It is something that he could not be sued for in our home state but he brought Janice here to Illinois more than once and he has a legal residence here, so he can be sued for it here. The amount on the suit is seven point five million dollars. I have proof that Mike has been doing this with other women and that he intends to take Janice to Mexico tomorrow and abandon her there. I also have at least a hundred pictures to prove that he has been having sexual relations with not only Janice but others as well. I have an appointment with three tabloids this afternoon. If I am offered enough money you all will see pictures of Mike in the raw very soon.”

The audience yelled and clapped for a long time. Mike just sat in his chair looking just like the man who lost a lot of money to me in court. This court was the public and the people who would normally hire Mike. I had the feeling I was going to be offered a lot of money to hand over all the evidence and stop the suit. Otherwise Mike would be broke and out of work within a year.

“Well, ladies and gentlemen you have seen why live television is so exciting. Please join us tomorrow when we will meet a sixty-seven year old woman who lied to the doctor so she could be implanted and have a baby. Till then, Be well and Safe. This is Mickey Pond, Good afternoon.”

The bright lights dimmed. Mike just sat there. Janice walked the two steps to him and he put his hands up to protect himself.

“Stand up.”

I watched wondering if she would do what we had talked about.

“Turn around.” Mike turned so he was facing away from her. Before anyone could react she kicked him! Her foot went up between his legs and her shin caught his testicles. He dropped to the floor and cried out as he held himself.

Janice walked over to me and said, “I am sorry for all the pain I have caused. Please forgive me.”

I leaned to her ear and whispered, “You should get an academy award. I love you. We will never be divorced.”

Mickey came to us and said, “I’d like permission to have you back after the divorce and suit are done. May we contact you?”

“Yes. You can contact me in a few months. You will need to ask Janice for her part. Who do we see about accommodations? Janice surely doesn’t want to be with me tonight. Perhaps Mike has room in his apartment for her?”

“Nick, If you can forgive me, I want to be with you. I never want to see Mike again. Ever!”

“As the old saying goes, You made this bed, lie in it.”

I walked out of the studio and got in the limo. When we were a few blocks away from the studio the driver rolled the window down and said, “If you don’t mind my saying so, you kicked Mike’s ass in there! We were watching and cheering you on!”

“Thanks. It didn’t feel as good as I wanted it to feel, but better than being blindsided by the bastard!”

“Where we watch there are two sets. One is for the show that goes out and the other is the picture the camera gets even when the show isn’t on. Your wife got Mike in the balls good. After you left the paramedics came and took him.”

“Gee, I’m so sorry.”

Back at the hotel it was obvious that the staff had watched the show. My things were moved to a new room and the manager apologized when he told me that the only two available rooms were side by side. They had to give the other one to Janice. When he apologized he winked.

I went to my room and my things were there and put away nicely. I noticed that next to the bed was a door. The linking door to the room next door. After changing clothes I went out to take the elevator and saw a workman on a ladder, taking the security camera down.

“Problems?” I asked.

“Yeah. Seems this camera needs to be replaced and we can’t get a new one until late Saturday. Be careful on this floor. We have no security hooked up at all until Saturday afternoon.”

“Thanks. I’ll be careful.”

“Yeah. We’ll do our best to look out for you.”

In the coffee shop I sat alone for a few minutes with a cup of tea. The manager came over and asked if he could join me. I motioned him into a chair.

“Three years ago a man befriended my wife and me. He was my best friend for a year. He took her away from me and used her and abused her for a year. He abandoned her. She was so ashamed that instead of coming back to me she killed herself. When I saw the Mickey Show today I wanted you to know you are welcome in my hotel any time, as my personal guests.”

“When all this is done, we will come back. I wonder if I might speak to you about another matter?”

“Certainly.”

“Does your company have another hotel in Los Angeles?”

“Yes.”

“Does your company transfer people between hotels?”

“Yes.”

“You have a wonderful employee who I spoke with yesterday. She expressed a desire to move to the Los Angeles area. Her name is Carla Ferrugio.”

“I assume you want this transfer to appear as a miracle from above and not as something you had anything to do with?”

“I knew we would understand each other.”

I went back to my room. As the door closed I felt hands pulling at me. They were Janice’s hands. I turned around and she was nude; her necklace shinning and her skin aglow.

“You were my knight in shinning armor! You rode in and killed the evil dragon!”

“No, my dear one. As I am told the paramedics carted him away due to injuries sustained from an unforeseen accident.”

She giggled. “They told me about it on our way back to the hotel. Seems he somehow fell and broke a testicle. They did surgery and he now has only one nut. When they told me about it I asked if they could get the one that broke for me. I’d like to have it!”

“If you promise not to damage it you may have mine.”

“I like yours right where they are!”

She ordered her dinner delivered from the phone in her room. I ordered mine as well, on my phone. She got the Caesar Salad and I ordered the Atlantic Salmon. We ate sitting in her room nude. Dinner is better in the nude. It is better with kissing and touching too.

At nine there was a pounding on Janice’s door. I looked through the peep hole and it was Carla. I opened the door.

She jumped in my arms, shouting!

“I don’t know how you did it! I don’t care!”

Janice grabbed her and closed the door.

“Calm down and talk! What happened?”

“The hotel manager called me to his office and I thought I was in trouble. There are rules about being in guest rooms with guests. He sat me down and asked if I had ever thought about living in California. Then he offered me a job in our hotel in Los Angeles!”

Janice looked at me and said, “Did you do this for her?”

“Certainly. Because I am so important in Chicago I can tell the manager of the Plaza to send a good employee to Los Angeles and he’ll listen to me.”

“Maybe God wants me in Los Angeles?”

“Did you accept?”

“Yes!”

“When do you go?”

“I am to start in Los Angeles on the fifteenth of next month. I need to go there, find a place to live and get all moved in five weeks.”

“I think we should celebrate! We won the battle of television today and you get to come to Los Angeles.” I said.

“We can’t go out! Mike could use it against us if he had us spotted.”

“Carla, sit right here please.”

She sat. “Close your eyes. Janice is the only one here. You are thinking of what the perfect celebration could be.” I paused. “Tell Janice what the perfect celebration is like in your imagination.”

“Nick will tell me to undress. You and Nick will watch me undress. Nick will make me eat Janice and suck him. I will have to swallow his seed.” She paused. “Nick will do something very nasty to me.”

“Tell Janice what that very nasty thing is.”

“Nick will put his cock in my ass!” Her eyes were held closed tight. I stepped to the light switch and shut them off.

“Open your eyes.” I hit the switch.

“Surprise! We’re going to have a celebration!”

“Janice sit here,” I said pointing to a chair. “Carla, take off all your clothes. Put them on the floor over in the corner.” The new bra held her tits. She wore no panties. When she pulled her jeans down I said, “Would you look at this sexy woman. She isn’t wearing panties and she is shaved smooth! My mother would be proud!”

She blushed. She took her clothes to the corner and bent to put them down.

“She wants us to look at her ass and her pussy. Carla, come here.”

She came and stood in front of me.

I kissed her wet slit. Both women were sent to get towels to sit on and I had them sit on the floor by my chair. We shared the remnants of our dinners and called room service for some dessert. It was delivered to my room. Both ladies stayed in Janice’s room sitting on their towels on the floor and I was fully dressed and all alone in my room when the delivery arrived.

“Celebrating, Sir?” The young man asked.

“Yes. I killed off a dog today and I stopped a humiliation. I can eat a well deserved dessert tonight.”

After he left I noticed the dessert was delivered with three forks and three napkins.

We ate the dessert with one fork and used no napkins. I spread some chocolate frosting on four tits and a cock. I licked one of Carla’s breasts and one of Janice’s. They each licked the other one of the other’s breasts and shared my cock. When we were each very sure there was no evidence of any chocolate cake outside our bodies we decided to go to bed. Hours later we spooned and slept.

At a few minutes past nine the next morning the phone in my room rang. I bounded from the bed in Janice’s room and answered it.

“Nick Wells.”

“Mr. Wells I am Hanson Cooper, Mr. Thompson’s lawyer. If possible I would like to meet with you as soon as possible.”

“Do you have a settlement offer for me?”

“Yes.”

“Bring it in cash at one o’clock. When you arrive ask for the manager of the hotel. Show him what you have brought and the papers you want me to sign. He will, if he is satisfied, bring you to me and he will stay as a witness. Do not bring Mike. Is this all clear?”

“Yes, Sir. I’ll see you at one.”

I hung up and called a number in Los Angeles.

“Yes?”

“This is Nick.”

“Remind me never to cross you! You tore his ass up!”

“Thanks Carolyn. Remind me never to piss you off. Mike doesn’t even know you got him.”

“What is this call about, except kudos?”

“I have an appointment with Mike’s lawyer at one. You know everything about him. If he had to generate cash by one how much will the lawyer bring?”

“He can liquidate about a million that quick, but five if you give him a week. After that his business won’t be worth three hundred thousand. Three of his contracts dropped him already this morning. Go get him tiger!”

“We can take the million now and give him three days to get us another two. That’s enough.”

“I heard he fell and hurt himself after the show.”

“I heard that too.”

“How’s J doing?”

“Smiling, I would guess.”

“If you see her tell her I’d like to talk when she gets back to L.A.. I want to see you, too.”

“If I see her I’ll give her your message.”

The line went dead. I called the front desk and asked to speak to the manager. I filled him in on the visit from Mr. Cooper. I let him know that if there was at least seven hundred fifty thousand in the offer and it was in cash he could bring Mr. Cooper to my room. He recommended that he take Mr. Cooper to a conference room and I meet him there. He reminded me that the security on my floor was out but in a conference room the audio and video could be taped. He said he would call me when Mr. Cooper arrived.

I went back into Janice’s room. I didn’t think they missed me. I saw them whispering to each other intimate messages. I knew they were intimate messages because Carla was hovering above Janice, whispering into her pussy and Janice had her lips on Carla’s pussy. I stripped and climbed on the bed. Since Carla was above, her ass was at the exact height for me. I dipped into her pussy, gathering juices and lots of them for use somewhere else.

Janice’s face was a couple inches from the action and she began using her fingers to transfer more lube to Carla’s ass.

Carla’s ass wiggled as we prepped it for what was coming.

I put a finger at her pucker and told her to take a deep breath. As I pushed I told her to let it out slowly and concentrate on relaxing her ass.

My finger slid in as her breath was released. Janice put one of her fingers in Carla’s pussy. I could feel her finger.

“Oh God! That feels incredible!”

I added a finger and twisted. Carla moaned and pushed her ass back at us. Janice added a finger too.

I pulled my fingers all the way out and put the wet tip of my cock at her open ass hole. I slowly pushed and she took another deep breath. Her opening was relaxing but still was very tight. Janice scooped lube from Carla’s pussy and spread it on my disappearing cock. She lifted her head and sucked on my balls. I thought I would lose it and cum too soon!

It didn’t last long. By the time I was all the way in Carla was very close. I could feel Janice’s fingers playing inside Carla and with my cock. Carla began to shake and moan, and that turned into a scream. I shot inside her ass.

“I can feel you cumming in her ass! Oh, God, I’m cumming too!”

Carla and I fell to one side and Janice got up quickly and came back with a wet cloth and a towel. She carefully cleaned us both and kissed us both.

The rest of the morning was spent in conversation about Los Angeles and about the feelings these two women had been feeling. I wanted to understand the thinking that had them think the way they did. I knew it would be difficult for either of them to tell me what they felt, so I had them talk about how they thought the other had been feeling for years.

Finding out there was someone else with the feelings they had helped them both. Listening to them had me appreciate how inhibiting their thinking could be. They both wanted to be fully sexual women and had never gotten the permission to be that way. Their life training had them internalize so many restrictions that full enjoyment was most available when it was out of their control. For Janice I became the way she could be the woman she wanted to be.

“Carla, soon you will be in Los Angeles. I have a few contacts in Los Angeles. What kind of place do you want to live in?”

“A studio apartment somewhere, I guess.”

“What is your place here like?”

“I rent a room from my sister in her home. I live with her, her husband and two kids.”

“I’ve been thinking about something. Carla, how do you plan to get from Chicago to L.A.?”

“Load my old car full of my stuff and drive, I guess.”

“Have you ever driven a long trip like that before?”

“When I was younger my family drove from Chicago to Denver one summer to visit some cousins.”

“How old is your car?”

“Eleven years old. It has one hundred sixty thousand miles on it.”

“To establish that Janice and I are no longer together it would be silly for us to fly together back to L.A. tomorrow. At one I’m meeting with Mike’s lawyer. He wants to pay me off so I don’t sell his pictures and evidence to the tabloids and he wants me to drop the suit. He’s bringing cash. I want to give you lots of that cash. You can hang out in Chicago for a while, although I wouldn’t recommend it. You can fly somewhere fun for a few days and then fly to L.A. together or you can buy a nice car or minivan, load it with Carla’s stuff, and drive to L.A. I will fly home tomorrow and have a friend rent an apartment for the two of you.”

“We drive to L.A. together?”

“Without you?”

“Yes! We all know you can do this. Following a map isn’t difficult and you can buy a van with GPS in it and it will give you directions every step of the way. All I ask is that you call a number I give you every evening so I know where you are and that everything is going well.”

They sat thinking for a minute or so. Carla asked, “What should we buy?”

“Lets do some research.” I called the desk and asked if it was possible to rent or use a laptop and internet access. Fifteen minutes later one was delivered and set up by the guy I saw remove the closed circuit TV the day before. He delivered and set it up in my room. The connecting door was closed. After he was gone the ladies joined me and we looked at Consumer Reports and read the minivan evaluations. We called the auto club and found their best price for what we decided to get and they connected us with a dealer. An hour later everything was arranged. The ladies could pick up their van on Monday morning. The dealer would have it gassed up and ready to go.

We talked about the trip and looked at maps on the computer for about ten minutes when the phone in my room rang. I signaled silence. “Nick Wells.”

“Mr. Wells, Mr. Cooper is here. I have counted the money as you requested. He has one million exactly. The papers demand that within 72 hours of signing all original photographs and other materials be turned over to them.”

“OK. Is he in the conference room?”

“Yes. Just come to the lobby and one of my people will meet you and bring you here.”

“Thank you.” I hung up.

Both women exhaled. Janice asked, “Did he bring money?”

I smiled and held up one finger.

“One hundred thousand?”

I shook my head.

“One million dollars?”

I nodded. They whooped and hugged each other.

I picked up the briefcase and headed for the door. At the door I stopped.

“Ladies, while I am gone I want you both naked on that bed, but not touching. No contact with each other or touching of your own pussies. If you talk you can only talk about what you think I will do to you when I return.” I opened the door and left.

Mr. Cooper stood when I entered the room. He had one hand on the briefcase on the table. I walked to him and held out my hand. He shook it. We sat across the table from each other. The manager stood by the door.

He was ready to put the million dollars in his safe as soon as it was mine. I read the papers. They were well done. I got the million now and another million upon delivery of all evidence. I had 72 hours to make delivery. Since the firm Mr. Cooper worked for had an office in Los Angeles delivery could be made there. I signed and Mr. Cooper signed. I gave him the briefcase of copies and he left the briefcase with the million open on the table. We shook hands and he walked.

“When I leave this evening I would like a bank draft or proof of funds transfer to my account in Los Angeles.”

I gave the manager the account numbers. “Only transfer nine hundred forty thousand to that account. Ten thousand is a gift to you from me. Not a gift to the hotel but to you personally. Take the ten thousand out of the briefcase now. The rest I want given to Janice in cash when she checks out. Please provide transportation for her to this dealer.” I handed him a paper with the name and address of where Janice was buying her van.

He smiled. He agreed to everything. I thanked him and he wished me well in my future.

I was gone just over an hour. I opened the door to my room and walked inside. Both women were on the bed. Their hands were at their sides and Janice’s skin was flushed. I noticed their feet were just touching, their legs spread just enough that their pussies were very visible.

I took off my suit coat and tie and put them away. I kicked off my shoes. They had not spoken but had watched my every move. I felt them tense as I approached.

“Carla, did you speak while I was gone?”

“Yes, Nick.”

“Did Janice speak?”

“Yes, Nick.”

“Did she only speak about what might happen to you when I came back?”

“Yes.”

“Did she tell you how she was punished once for disobeying me?”

“Yes.”

“Did that story get you wet?”

Carla hesitated. I leaned over and put one finger in her slit. She was very wet.

“You like the idea of being punished, don’t you?”

“She made it sound so sexy.”

“I noticed when I came in you chose not to do what I asked you to do. Even after I had been back long enough to take off my coat and tie you were disobeying me. I cannot tolerate this in either of you. Your feet are touching. I told you not to touch!”

They jerked apart. “We’re sorry! We didn’t mean to touch!”

“Janice tell Carla what you were punished for when I whipped your naked ass.”

“I did not think about what Nick likes and wants, I thought only of me.”

“You did it again! If you had been thinking about pleasing me you would not have touched Carla. You cannot use the excuse that you forgot or that you were not thinking. The only people who are not thinking are dead! I am training you not to forget. Willful disobedience is painful.”

“We are sorry,” Carla said.

“Not yet, but soon.”

“Janice sit in the chair with a towel under your ass.”

She did. I used a sash from a robe and tied her arms to the chair arms.

“Carla, kneel between her knees facing Janice.”

Her eyes kept glancing at me as she did what I asked. When she was in place I tied a sash around her including Janice’s lower legs and had Carla’s arms at her sides. I found another sash and moved Carla’s arms behind her and tied them at the elbows and wrists.

“Janice are you comfortable?”

“Yes, Nick.”

“Carla?”

“Yes.”

“That will change. Carla, I want you to pick one of Janice’s nipples. Tell me which one you pick.”

“The right one.”

“Good. Now put it in your mouth.”

She leaned forward and put her mouth around Janice’s nipple.

“I want you to suck on her nipple.”

I saw her cheeks pull in a little.

“I want you to suck hard enough that Janice tells us it hurts.”

Five seconds later Janice winced and said, “It hurts.”

“Hold that pressure. Do not let go of her nipple.”

I pulled my belt off. Janice could see me do it, Carla heard it. She knew she was about to be hit. I folded the belt in half and tapped her legs with it. She winced and Janice said, “Ow! That hurts.”

I hit Carla harder and she moaned. She did not let go of Janice’s nipple. I hit the bottom of her feet. Janice cried out and a tear fell from her eyes.

“Let go of her nipple. Look at me both of you. I want your lives to be wonderful. I don’t want to hurt you, but I am committed to teaching you how to have the best life possible. We are in one of those lessons right now. How can I know when you have had enough?”

I was silent for almost a minute. Neither woman spoke.

“We will begin again. Carla pick her other nipple. Do not bite! Suck hard enough to cause pain not injury.”

The instant her lips touched Janice I swung the belt and hit her feet. Janice winced and Carla winced. Janice suddenly sat up a little straighter and said, “Thank you Nick, for teaching us.”

I swung again across Carla’s legs. It left a red line. Tears lept from her eyes and from Janice’s. “Thank you Nick, for teaching us to think and remember.”

Again the belt hit both of Carla’s legs. She sucked hard and Janice had trouble speaking it hurt so much. “Thank you for teaching us to think of what would be what you want and to do what you tell us.”

“Let go of her nipple.”

“Thank you, Nick,” Janice said.

I untied Carla and untied Janice. I had them both kneel by the bed.

“I want to know who had the idea of touching so I would punish you.”

Janice looked at Carla and long seconds passed in silence. I was behind them both so I used the belt to smack both on the ass.

“It was me,” Janice said.

“You liked it when I whipped your ass, didn’t you?”

“I deserved it.”

“You are dripping right now aren’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Have you cum?”

“No.”

“If I hit you again will you come?”

“No.”

“How many times will I need to hit you for you to cum?”

“Ten?”

“Lay flat on the bed.”

She threw herself on the bed. Her legs were together.

“Spread your legs.” She did.

“Carla, count. Janice I want you to cum when I hit you and Carla says eight. If you do I will give you the last two. If you don’t cum I will not let you cum tonight.”

The full length of the belt swooshed through the air and landed on her upper thighs. She buried her face in a pillow and then said, “Thank you.” Carla said, “One.”

Internally I counted to ten slowly and swung again. Across the center of her ass cheeks. Another thank you and the count of two.

I counted to ten again and swung. Before she could react or thank me I swung again. Carla counted three and four.

I swung again and Carla counted five then Janice thanked me.

“Only three more.”

Swoosh and the slap of leather filled the room. Janice’s ass was hot and red. Carla said, “Five.”

I rubbed her hot ass cheeks and softly put the belt across her ass. I waited and pulled the belt to me, sliding in across her ass cheeks to warn her it was coming.

Whoosh! Slap! Another red stripe across her ass. Her whole body tensed and began to quiver. “Six.”

Whoosh! Slap! This stripe a little higher on her ass. The quivering increased. We both knew that if I delayed she would not cum. Internally I warred with myself, hit her and give her the release she craves or wait and leave her with just a sore and painful ass.

Whoosh! Slap! “Seven!” Whoosh! Slap! “Eight!” Janice shook and with her face in the pillow she screamed! I shoved my fingers in her from behind. She screamed again. Carla sat on the edge of the bed and shook.

“Carla, did you cum?”

She nodded, still shaking.

“Did I tell you to cum?”

“No, Nick.”

“Go in the bathroom and wet a small towel with cold water. Wring it out just enough it doesn’t drip and bring it to me. Hurry!”

Hurrying was difficult. She did as well as I expected and I spread the towel across Janice’s ass. I turned my attentions to Carla.

“On the bed next to Janice, on your back.”

“Lift your legs and hook them with your elbows.”

“Interlock your arms.” I helped her so her forearms were side by side. I tied them together and ran the sash around her elbows as well so she could not get loose. She looked up at me totally helpless and exposed. Her wet pussy lips were swollen and puffing out. He ass hole totally exposed and unprotected. With my hands I twisted her on the bed so her ass hung slightly over the edge.

For my comfort I pulled the chair over by her and sat down. I held the belt so only a foot of leather was extended. I swung it and lightly slapped her left thigh, next to her swollen pussy.

“You can not cum anytime you want. You can only cum when I say. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Nick.”

I slapped the other thigh. A count of ten internally and I slapped the same thigh again, a little harder.

“Janice, turn so that you can watch. Beginning now you will count how many times I hit Carla.”

My strokes were alternating between thighs and increased in strength regularly. By the time Janice said twenty Carla’s thighs and part of her ass were quite red and hot. Stroke number twenty-one hit her swollen pussy lips. Carla cried out and jerked against her bondage. I hit again. She cried out again. Janice said, “Twenty three.” I stopped.

“Janice, you missed number twenty-two. You lost focus and now we must begin again. Please do not lose count again.”

My next stroke was on Carla’s thigh. “One.” Two hit her pussy lips. Three landed directly on her ass hole. She was crying and shaking her ass with each blow. I tapped her pussy. “Four.” Again. “Five.” Harder. “Six.” A short wait and then harder again. “Seven.”

“Nick, May I cum?”

Slap! “Eight.”

“No! Do not cum!”

A little more force brought the belt down on her swollen lips and I left it there. Tears ran down from her eyes and the belt slowly trailed off her pussy.

“Not yet Carla. Not yet.”

Rapid strokes hit her on her lips and all over her thighs and ass. Janice counted as quickly as she could and Carla tensed and held her body rigid, resisting the orgasm her body wanted so badly. When Janice said, “Forty,” I stopped.

After a few seconds Carla’s eyes opened and she spoke. Her voice showed the strain and effort she was using.

“Please Nick. Please let me cum. I want it so much.”

“No. I am wondering now if having you driving across country together is such a good idea. You will probably spend the whole trip fucking each other. Everything you have learned will disappear. You will not remember any of your training by the time you get to Los Angeles. Maybe I should just toss you out now and save myself the aggravation of having to start over with you in ten days.”

“I will not disappoint you! I am learning! I want to learn. I love when you dominate me. I deserve the things you do to me. Please don’t toss me out.”

“Janice, I told you that this is a partnership. I will decide and I want your thinking.”

“Watching Carla learn is also teaching me. We can help each other. We have been working on the hardest lesson either of us has ever learned. I always wanted to trust you the way I’m learning to trust you. Carla wants to trust you too. Please let her stay with us.”

“Untie her.”

“Rub her ass and legs with a cool, wet towel. Then we will talk some more.”

The sexual tension of being so close to an orgasm and having it denied was strong. She might have been able to function but the orgasm was so very close to her consciousness that it could not be easy. Janice cleaned Carla up and soothed her stripped ass and legs. After the cool down I had them rub lotion on their punished sites.

“Carla, I would like to eat in the near future. Since the Mickey Pond Show ended we have eaten here in these rooms. I want you to order for the two of you. I will order for me. Ask for another bucket of ice to be delivered.”

I walked into my room and closed the door. I ordered room service. I took a shower and dressed in casual clothes, no shoes. I sat on the bed and watched television until my dinner was delivered. I tipped well and the young man left. He had visually searched my room while he was there. Two minutes later I heard a knock on Janice’s room door. Two more minutes and I heard a knock on the door between our rooms. They had set up the room so the three of us could use the food carts as a table. Carla pushed my cart and Janice took my chair to the other room.

Neither ate until I motioned them to eat. I noticed they both sat on folded wet towels.

“Ladies, my flight leaves in twelve hours. Ten hours from now I will be taken to the airport. As arranged right now, you will be taken to the dealer and pick up the van at about the same time that I go to the airport. Is that still what you choose?”

They nodded. “You are to go from the dealer to Carla’s sister’s house. Pack whatever you cannot live without and leave the rest. I think giving your sister one thousand dollars to take care of whatever you leave behind and leaving her your car is a good idea. Between your sister’s house and I-88 west find a market and buy snacks, an ice chest and some drinks. If you see a Wal-Mart or something like it you might want to stop there and get either a couple of sleeping bags or blankets and a couple pillows so you can rest while the other drives or so you can stay warm. I want you to call me twice a day. Once just as you leave the parking lot of wherever you spend the night and once again wherever you stop for the night. I knew Janice had her cell phone in her purse. Janice I know you have a credit card or two. Use them. You will have cash but its better if you use the cards.”

“Will you tell us which roads to go on and where to stay?”

“No. Use the computer in the other room and get maps and directions. Use the GPS in the van. The two of you are more than able to do this, if you stay focused. If you lose focus there are lots of things that can and will go wrong.”

“How long will it take?”

“It is 2100 miles to L.A. A good day is about 600 miles. Figure four good days. If you feel good and the weather is good there may be a day or two you go farther than 600 miles. If the weather turns bad get into a good hotel and wait it out. If that happens, call me.”

I paused.

“There are issues we must discuss. You both can make this trip and have no problems, if you are careful and stay focused. I do not know what Mike is capable of if he decides to go after revenge against you. I hope that he has learned a valuable and not just costly lesson. We cannot count on that. I want you to follow the instructions I give you carefully. I cannot fully protect you on this trip so you need to take care of each other. Do not stop at small hotels or gas stations that aren’t busy. Don’t eat at places that aren’t busy. The odds are good that anyone wishing you harm will not want lots of witnesses so stop where there are lots of witnesses. Stay on main roads.”

“Now, I’m worried.”

“Like I said, I know you two can do this.”

The phone rang in my room. I walked over to it and answered. It was Mr. Cooper. I listened until he was done talking and when he was done I said, “Thank you. Bring it now please. I will meet you in the lobby.”

I rejoined the ladies.

“Things have changed. That phone call was from Mr. Cooper, Mike’s lawyer. The conditions of our agreement have been changed. I will still deliver the evidence to his office in Los Angeles when we get back. We still get the second million. The change is that Mr. Cooper is bringing me the money now.”

“Why now? Mike trusts you?”

“Mike has killed himself. His note requests that his estate makes good the agreement with me. Since the evidence is all but worthless after Mike’s death Mr. Cooper is bringing the money to me now.”

“What else did the note say?”

“Mr. Cooper did not say and I did not ask.”

“Are we still driving to Los Angeles?”

“It is not necessary. Carla, would your sister like a new van?”

“She would love it!” Then let me change our flight reservations to tomorrow afternoon. We will pick up the van in the morning and take it to your sister. Do you think she would be willing to drive us to O’Hare if we let her keep the van?”

“I’m sure she would.”

“Do you want or need to call her?”

“It would be nice. I disappeared two days ago. She probably is a little worried.”

I pointed to the phone. Janice and I went into my room and closed the door behind us. We talked about life in L.A. and in our home. We talked about Carla and what Mike started. We talked about the orgasm Carla had not been given.

When the door opened Carla had been crying. We held her and when she was able she told us about her conversation with her sister. Her sister had not noticed that she had been gone two full days. She was upset that Carla was leaving and that Carla was going to Los Angeles, where she had no family. When she found out that we were coming to her house in the morning she was upset that we were coming before she could really get the house clean. When asked if she could take us to the airport she said she couldn’t, her car wouldn’t hold the three of us and her two kids. Carla told her we were giving her a new minivan and she cried and screamed and said I must be a great man.

I had to agree.

That was seven months ago. There are two women living in my house with beautiful platinum necklaces. Carla has been promoted to the head of housekeeping at a major L.A. hotel. Janice is in college working towards a masters in psychology. We met Carolyn’s dominant partner and they spend lots of time with us. Mickey Pond never called us for a follow up.

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