29 Mart 2024

Keeping It in the Family Ch. 03

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This third chapter in this series is submissive Gillian’s version of the story. It is a work of total fiction and all characters are aged 18 or older.

When her telephone rang at about six thirty one Wednesday evening, sounding its’ special ring tone, Gillian hurried to answer it. The ring tone (Mistress of Mine by The Little River Band) had been chosen especially for her, and to let it ring for too long showed disrespect and a lack of attention. Gillian always tried to answer it before her Mistress had been kept waiting for too long. Failure to prevent a long wait would result in a very severe, very painful punishment. And even though she regarded herself as a pain slut, someone who got incredible pleasure from pain, Gillian knew from experience that a ‘failure to obey’ punishment would mean that she wouldn’t be able to sit down for a good few days. Thankfully, she picked up the handset from its holder just as the second ring died away.

“Good evening, Mistress Olwen. How may I be of service to you?”

Gillian listened to the soft lilt of her Mistress’s voice as she issued her instructions. Mistress Olwen didn’t need to raise her voice to get her point over. She was exactly the same in school. Firm but fair. Gillian appreciated her as a colleague and her deputy head-teacher, and adored her as a Mistress.

She listened carefully to her instructions. She was required to report within five minutes. That was easily possible, given that she only lived three hundred yards up the road from Olwen. Gillian confirmed that she was on her way, and replaced the handset.

She quickly stripped naked and washed under her arms and between her legs. She sent up a silent prayer of thanks to the gods of kink that she had decided to treat herself to a wank when she’d got home from school a few hours previously.

This was not one of her chastity and denial weeks, so she’d gone straight upstairs and used her favourite rabbit vibrator to give herself a delicious orgasm. It was then that she noticed some stubble around her cunt lips, and she’d gone into the bathroom and shaved herself. Now, as she prepared to present herself to her Mistress, she would have a beautifully smooth cunt. Mistress Olwen didn’t approve of hairy or stubble-ridden cunt. She quickly put on her blouse, slacks and a pair of sandals and hurried off to report to her Mistress.

Gillian gave the special knock on Olwen’s front door – three separate knocks each two seconds apart. She heard the buzz of the door being automatically unlocked and she entered the hallway of Mistress Olwen’s house. Closing the front door quietly behind her, she advanced to the chair in the hallway and slipped her sandals off. It took a mere thirty seconds for her to strip naked, and then she knocked on the sitting room door.

Hearing the command to enter, she went in and was immediately aware of her Mistress sitting open legged in her favourite armchair. Mistress was puffing contentedly on her pipe, her head wreathed in creamy pipe smoke.

“I’m ready. Get on with it,” instructed Mistress Olwen, and Gillian sank to her knees between the open legs of her Mistress and lowered her face into the waiting cunt.

Mistress Olwen smelt delicious and Gillian licked all along the length of her slit before inserting her tongue into Olwen’s cunt. She wiggled her tongue around and found Olwen’s clit. Sucking gently, she teased it out from under its protective hood. Olwen moaned with pleasure.

Gillian continued to lick and suck, savouring the cunt juice that her oral worship was provoking. Olwen continued to puff her pipe and to explain her reason for summoning Gillian on a Wednesday evening.

“My sister has just been on the phone,” she began. “She’s going on a fortnight’s trip to Germany to see the famous Oberammargau Passion Play. It will give me the chance to see my great-nephew on a much more regular basis from a week on Saturday. He and I have been fucking for some time now.”

Olwen took her pipe out of her mouth and pulled Gillian’s head closer into her cunt, and Gillian began to tongue fuck her Mistress.

“A few weeks ago, I learned that he has a fantasy to watch me punish a submissive woman,” continued Olwen, “preferably a mature woman, and one who smokes too. I thought maybe I’d introduce you to him. I might even let him fuck you.”

“Thank you, Mistress,” Gillian replied. “You always think of such exciting ways to humiliate me. I am yours to command.”

Olwen pulled Gillian’s face up off her cunt and kissed her. Gillian loved the smokey taste of her Mistress’s mouth, whilst Olwen murmured her approval.

“Mmmm! I love your cunt breath,” she said dreamily.

“Thank you, Mistress,” replied Gillan. “You’re talking about Noel, aren’t you?”

When Olwen nodded that this was indeed the case, Gillian continued,

“You know I taught him in year five, don’t you?”

“No I didn’t,” replied Olwen. “I hadn’t joined the staff when you were still teaching year five.”

Gillian took her Mistress’s illegal bahis pipe out of her hands and puffed gently on it. Olwen looked at her sternly, and seemed on the verge of disapproval, but Gillian moved in quickly to give her a kiss, and so she contented herself with tweaking Gillian’s nipples instead.

When the kiss ended, Olwen looked thoughtfully at her submissive.

“I take it that you’re up for a play session with my great-nephew and me?” she asked.

“Yes indeed, Mistress,” replied Gillian eagerly. “What a turn-on to be punished and then fucked. Do you think Noel will do it?”

“I’m sure that I’ll be able to persuade him,” replied Olwen dryly. “Now I know that it is mid-week, and that we both have school tomorrow, but I am gagging to be fucked. Let’s go upstairs. My double headed dildo is in my bedside cabinet.”

The two women went upstairs and Gillian watched as Olwen slid one end of her dildo into her cunt. She held it as if it was a cock. Without waiting to be told, Gillian got on her back and opened her legs. Olwen knelt between her knees.

She rubbed the free end of her dildo up and down Gillian’s wet cunt lips. The submissive moaned with desire. They kissed and massaged each other’s tits.

“Please fuck me, Mistress,” begged Gillian. “I’m your bitch to be used as you see fit. Fuck your slut bitch.”

Olwen obliged, sliding her dildo into Gillian’s sopping wet cunt. Both women moaned with pleasure. They kissed deeply and Olwen dribbled a thick globule of saliva onto Gillian’s tongue.

“Swallow,” she instructed, and Gillian obeyed, licking her lips to show how much she enjoyed this.

Once they began their sawing motion, both women settled into a familiar comfortable rhythm. Both were being penetrated and pleasured, and the heady reek of sex in general and cunt in particular soon pervaded the bedroom.

Gillian offered her mouth for kissing and when Olwen obliged, she slid her tongue into her Mistress’s mouth. Olwen clamped down on it, trapping it in her mouth. This was a regular feature of their fuck play and Gillian loved it. When Olwen released her, she opened her mouth to receive a thick globule of saliva which she held on her tongue until she was allowed to swallow it. Olwen continued to fuck her with vigour.

Afterwards, the two lovers shared a cigar and they talked about what Olwen had planned. As she walked home later on that evening, Gillian shivered in anticipation of the pain and the pleasure she would shortly be experiencing.

It is not surprising that neither Olwen nor Gillian discussed their private lifestyle in school. However, Olwen couldn’t resist putting her head round the headteacher’s office door early on the last Monday of the school term.

“My sister went to Germany on Saturday,” she said with a grin, having first ascertained that Gillian was alone in her room. “I spent most of the weekend with Noel and I brought up that thing we talked about.”

Gillian flushed with pleasure as she recalled Olwen’s plan.

“And?” she asked breathlessly.

“We’re on for this weekend!” Olwen confirmed with a wink. “I’ll be chatting with Noel most evenings this week, and we’ll work out between us what we intend to do with you.”

“Chatting. Yeah, right,” thought Gillian, but she didn’t voice her thoughts, of course. Instead, she looked hopefully at Olwen.

“Can you give me a clue, please?” she begged, only to receive a wicked grin and a shake of Olwen’s head.

“You’ll find out soon enough,” she said, withdrawing her head and waggling her fingers in a gesture of farewell. Gillian closed her office door and sat down. Her heart was beating nineteen to the dozen and she had a delicious tingle in her cunt. She touched herself and smiled. She couldn’t wait for this week and this term to end!

Although time went painfully slowly for Gillian, eventually school broke up for the summer holidays at 3 o’clock on the following Friday afternoon. All the children had gone home, as had most of the teaching staff. Gillian sat nervously in her office. She’d seen very little of Olwen during the last hectic week of term. She wondered if she should go and seek out her Mistress and ask her for any specific instructions.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a sharp knock on the door. It opened and Olwen waltzed in. Gillian stood up, looking inquisitively at her Mistress.

“It’s ok,” Olwen said, “everyone’s gone except the cleaners. If I thought it was safe, I’d let you show your gratitude to me by allowing you to worship me here in your office. But we wouldn’t want the cleaners to walk in and see you on your knees with your face in my cunt, would we?”

She gave Gillian a quick kiss and tweaked her nipple.

“I’m going home now,” she said. “You do the same. You’ll get a phone call at some point this evening giving you specific instructions. When you get them, follow them to the letter. We are going to have a wonderful time these next few days until my sister comes home!”

Gillian illegal bahis siteleri realised that she’d been holding her breath. She let it out in a gasp of relief.

“Oh thank you, Mistress ” she said fervently, taking Olwen’s hand and kissing it. “I thought you were going to say that everything was off. I’ve been looking forward to this all week. I can’t wait for it to begin!”

The two women walked out of school together, calling goodbye to the cleaners that they passed on their way out. Both of them got into their cars and drove home. Olwen knew that Noel would be home already, as he finished early on a Friday. So she drove to Ursula’s house. Gillian drove home, her mind working furiously on what she needed to do before her phone call.

Gillian rushed into the house and ran upstairs. She stripped naked and went into the shower where she shaved her legs, her armpits, her cunt and with some difficulty, her arse. She gave herself a thorough wash and moisturised all over. Lastly, she lubed her arsehole and inserted a short, thick butt plug. She hoped that at some point either Olwen or Noel (or both if she was really lucky!) would fuck her in the arse at some point. She wrapped herself in her dressing gown, put her slippers on and went downstairs.

Turning the radio on for some company, Gillian scrambled some eggs and put two slices of bread in the toaster. She ate her tea in front of the television, trying and failing to concentrate on some inane quiz show.

“Please ring” she silently implored the telephone.

When the telephone did ring, Gillian nearly jumped out of her skin, despite the fact that she had been expecting the phone call for almost an hour. She snatched up the receiver and before pressing the ‘answer’ button, she forced herself to take a few deep breaths to calm herself. She connected the call.

“Good evening, Mistress Olwen. How may I be of service to you?”

Silence. Then she heard,

“This isn’t your Mistress. There’s a new kid in town tonight.”

Gillian didn’t miss a beat. Her training kicked in automatically.

“Good evening, young Master. How may I be of service to you?”

“What are you wearing at the moment?” The question was asked politely, but forcefully.

“Nothing, Sir. I am totally naked,” she answered truthfully.

“Your Mistress informs me that you own a pair of knee high boots and a three quarter length winter coat. Am I correct?”

“Perfectly correct, Sir,” replied Gillian in a calm voice that belied the terror she felt at what she supposed she was going to be ordered to do.

“Good,” continued the stranger’s voice calmly. Wear your coat and your boots and nothing else. It is now eleven minutes to seven. Walk down the road to Mistress Olwen’s house. Stay on the pavement opposite and stop outside the house. Wait until you see a light come on in the left hand bedroom window upstairs. Then, and only then, cross the road and enter. The front door will be open. Take your coat off and hang it in the hallway. Knock and enter as normal. Do you understand?”

“Perfectly, Sir,” replied Gillian before repeating her instructions word for word. She heard the word “Dismissed”, and she realised that she was holding a telephone handset that had recently been disconnected.

Telling herself to remain calm, Gillian went upstairs to the bathroom, where she removed her butt plug. She moved to her bedroom and took her boots out of her wardrobe and put them on. Next, she found her winter coat, and put it on. The lining was cold and made her shiver. She checked herself out in the mirror on the wall of the upstairs landing. She looked perfectly acceptable, if a bit strange wearing a heavy winter coat on a warm, balmy summer evening. Still, she had her instructions. She went back downstairs, out of the front door and started to walk towards Mistress Olwen’s house.

With nothing on underneath her coat, the silk lining rubbed against her nipples and Gillian hadn’t gone ten yards before they were both as hard as bullets. She slowed down, enjoying the sensation. It took her less than three minutes to reach the designated spot opposite Mistress Olwen’s house. She stopped and looked at the upstairs windows. Both were in darkness.

Gillian looked around nervously. The occasional car went past, but thankfully, the road was clear of pedestrians. She checked the windows again. Still dark.

From their vantage point in the darkened bedroom, Olwen and Noel could see Gillian standing alone opposite the house. She looked anxious.

“How long are you going to make her stand there?” whispered Noel.

“She can’t hear you from there, silly,” replied Olwen with a grin. “Let’s give her a few more minutes.”

She touched Noel’s cock through his trousers.

“Well you’re ready at least,” she remarked dryly, opening his zip and slipping her hand inside. “Oh my word!” she breathed, smiling at her young lover. “I’m of a mind to leave that slut there all night and take you to bed myself. You can fuck canlı bahis siteleri my brains out!”

Noel fondled Olwen’s tits and gave her a kiss.

“That sounds lovely,” he admitted, “but it would be a shame not to have some entertainment first. I’m really looking forward to seeing you punish your submissive. And don’t forget, you promised me a threesome,” he added with glee.

Olwen pouted at her great-nephew. “Only if you promise to cum in me,” she said sulkily. “I want to make that slut eat a cream pie.”

“We have plenty of time,” argued Noel lifting her skirt and inserting a couple of fingers into his great-aunt’s cunt. “By the time gran comes home a week tomorrow, both you and Gillian are going to be very well fucked indeed!”

He withdrew his fingers and licked them. “I wonder what her cunt tastes like?” he asked dreamily. “If it’s as sweet as yours, I’ll be well happy.”

“Why don’t we go and find out?” Olwen said with a smile. She took Noel’s hand and as they both looked out of the bedroom window, she flicked the light switch on. As they watched, Gillian looked both ways, up and down the street, and crossed the road.

Olwen switched the light off and she and Noel went downstairs. They had reached the foot of the stairs when they heard the three distinct knocks on the front door. Olwen kissed Noel quickly and went to open the door.

Gillian stepped in quickly and seeing her Mistress, greeted her respectfully.

“Good evening, Mistress. Submissive slut Gillian reporting as instructed.”

Olwen smiled at her. She stroked Gillian’s face tenderly.

“My great nephew and I are going to enjoy this,” she said sweetly. “Take your coat and your boots of and display yourself to Noel. He likes the more mature woman.”

Without a hint of embarrassment, Gillian opened her coat and slipped it off. Noel sucked in his breath in appreciation.

“Oh fuck!” he gasped. “Your tits are lovely! They remind me of a spaniel’s ears. I bet they swing beautifully when you’re bent over and being fucked from behind!”

Gillian blushed. “Thank you, Sir,” she said, bending down to unzip and remove her boots. When she was naked, she presented her smooth pink cunt and then turned around and, pulling her arse cheeks apart, displayed her brown and puckered arsehole. Noel murmured in appreciation.

“Well I don’t know about you, Aunty Olwen,” he said with a grin, “but I can’t wait to get started. Let’s go! I seem to remember Miss North giving me the odd ruler across my knuckles when I was a naughty little boy. Well it’s pay-back time. I’m a naughty big boy now, and I want to see Mrs Owen getting a good caning before I fuck her brains out!”

They all went upstairs into the back bedroom, which Olwen used as a punishment and play room. Apart from a wide whipping bench, the only other furniture in the room was a kitchen table against one wall, and a large bean bag in the corner opposite the door. All Olwen’s toys were laid out neatly on the table.

“Make yourself comfortable on the bean bag,” she smiled at Noel, “unless you want to give me a hand? I’m going to prepare her for caning. Her tits need binding and her nipples clamping.”

Noel grinned. “I’ll help,” he replied eagerly. “Tell me what you want me to do.”

Olwen picked up two thick loops of rubber band. She handed one to Noel.

“Watch me,” she said softly. She grabbed one of Gillian’s tits and held it up. Slipping the rubber loop around her tit, she began to wrap it round and round. Soon it was wrapped up at the base and stood out proudly.

“Your turn,” she said, and Noel copied Olwen’s movements. Being stronger than her, he was able to make five complete loops with his rubber band. Gillian’s tits were already very red and very, very tightly wrapped. Her long, thick nipples stuck out like coat pegs. Olwen tweaked them both, bringing a gasp of pain from Gillian.

“Pass me those nipple clamps, lovely ” she said to Noel, and she quickly and efficiently clamped Gillian’s nipples.

“Now those weights,” she said, indicating two tear shaped lumps of lead, which she clipped to the chain between the nipple clamps. She led Gillian over to the whipping bench and bent her over it.

“I’m ready to cane her now,” she informed Noel. He took his cock out of his trousers and rubbed it against Gillian’s cheek.

“Kiss it,” he hissed and she obeyed, locking her eyes onto his and keeping eye contact as she did.

Noel nudged one of the weights with his foot, causing it to swing like a pendulum. Gillian moaned in pain, but continued to kiss his cock.

Out of the corner of his eye, Noel saw Olwen raise her hand. There was a whistling sound and a sharp crack. Gillian jumped. The caning had begun. Each stroke brought it’s own symphony of sound. The whistle of the cane through the air, the crack of wood on flesh and the hiss of pain all combined to make a very enjoyable melody. Noel reluctantly moved so as to see the evidence of his great-aunt’s efforts.

Gillian’s pale creamy arse now displayed a series of angry red stripes. Olwen paused for breath and Noel moved closer to kiss her tenderly.

“This is the most exciting thing I’ve ever seen” he murmured. “It beats watching porn. I can’t wait to fuck you!”

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