Chapter 1
Penny was nineteen; a pretty little thing, her slim body attracted male
attention. She looked like a Florentine Madonna with pale face and sensual lips
framed by magnificent chestnut hair that glinted red in the sun. The impression
was confirmed by the innocent expression in her clear, blue, doll's eyes. It was
a month since she had left school to look for work. The aunt, who had previously
kept her and paid for her studies, had been killed in a car accident, and Penny
was making contact with the hardships of life. On that particular morning, she
was on her way to an address given her by the Students' Employment Bureau. When
she arrived in front of the rather luxurious building to which she had been
sent, she took out the visiting card and, for the last time, checked the name of
the man she had come to see. Victor Jennings, Esq., Barrister-at-Law, Third
Floor. As she walked up the stairs, the child began to pray that this time she
would find a job. Her efforts so far had been a resounding failure because of
her youth and lack of training, and the little store of money was dwindling.
Trembling, she rang the bell. The door opened to reveal a young woman, elegantly
dressed, who smiled curiously at Penny. Penny explained that she had come to
apply for the post of secretary, that is, if it were still vacant. The woman,
who appeared to be about thirty years of age, looked at Penny with undisguised
interest, and invited her into the lounge. "Do sit down, Miss Harvey. I'm Mrs.
Jennings. I expect my husband at any moment. But, if you don't mind, I'll ask
you some questions first? That may save us some time. How old did you say you
were?" "Nineteen, ma'am." "Oh! how young you are. But anyone can see that by
your baby face." "Am I too young?" asked Penny, almost in tears. "Not at all,
not at all. On the contrary. Victor is looking for a young secretary. What
training have you had?" "None." "Well, that doesn't really matter. We can soon
teach you, unless you're stupid, and you don't look it." "You think I'll suit,
ma'am?" asked Penny timidly. "I'm sure of it," laughed the young woman. "But
it's my husband who has to decide." "Perhaps he'll think me too childish,"
sighed Penny. "Not at all. I'm sure he'll find you greatly to his liking." said
Mrs. Jennings, smiling mysteriously. At that moment, they heard the noise of a
key turning in the lock, and a distinguished, handsome man of about forty,
wearing a well-cut suit, came into the lounge. "Ah, here comes my husband," the
women cried gaily. "Darling, this is a young lady, who has come about the post
of secretary." "How do you do, young lady. Well, Carola, send her into my
office, and we'll see what we can do." "You know, dear, I've already had a long
talk with her, and I think she'll do very well." "Well, we'll soon see if that
is so." They moved into a very comfortable office where Mrs. Jennings ushered
Penny into a deep armchair. Mr. Jennings, standing close to his wife, began to
question Penny. After a few minutes, he smiled at the child. "Well, I think
we'll get along very well together, but I have one last question to ask. Have
you any family in Paris?" "No sir. My aunt died a month ago and all I have left
is a godmother living in the country." "No fiancé? No boyfriend?" "No sir,"
whispered Penny, blushing like a rose. "Victor asked you that because if you're
going to work for him, you can come and live here," said Carola, smiling at the
young girl's embarrassment. "Well, Miss Penny, this is the way it would work,"
the lawyer went on. "You would help Carola with her secretarial duties; my wife
will teach you how to type. You will have your own room here, take your meals
with us and receive thirty thousand francs a month. Are you interested?" "But...
but... but..." Penny was overwhelmed. "This is marvelous. You're too kind. I
don't know how to thank you..." "Don't try, my dear little Penny. You'll allow
me to use your Christian name, won't you? Besides, I count on your being friends
with my wife, who is alone a great deal. Now, if you start tomorrow, that gives
you all today to prepare your affairs, and tomorrow morning. I shall come and
collect you at your hotel in the car. Then you will settle in here. Does that
suit you?" "Oh yes," cried Penny, radiant. "But Victor, darling," the
interruption came from the lawyer's wife. "You forgot to warn Penny about the
condition." Penny's heart sank at these words; so there was a condition; she
should have realized as much. It had been too good to be true, and she probably
wouldn't be able to fulfill the condition. She hung her head in despair and
missed the significant look exchanged by the other two. "True, very true," said
Mr. Jennings. "I don't quite know how to explain it. Let's see... Miss Penny,
I'm sure you'd be a perfect secretary, but even so, I'd expect you to make
mistakes from time to time." "My husband is very fussy about that," added Carola
with a smile. "I have good reasons for knowing it." "As I was saying," the
lawyer went on, "you will probably make some mistakes. Now in some firms each
mistake earns a black mark and a warning, until finally the person gets the
sack. But my methods are different, I think it is unkind to sack a young girl
who is, after all, doing her best. I find it more natural, to inflict a
corrective punishment for each offense. Don't you agree with me?" "Ye... yes
sir," murmured Penny, who really didn't see what he was driving at. "Secretaries
are generally women. What, then, does a man do when he wants to punish a woman?"
"I don't know, sir." "He smacks her bottom, as if she were a little girl. Isn't
that right, Carola?" "Oh yes," replied the young woman, laughing. "I've been
through it often enough to appreciate your famous system." "Well, young lady. Do
you think you'd be able to stand your employer's hidings?" "I... I... I don't
know, sir," Penny stammered out. "I'll try," she said with a shy smile. `I'll
not turn down a good job for that,' she thought. She'd had enough when she was a
kid, and it couldn't be too bad from a nice looking fellow like her new boss.
"I'm so pleased you've accepted," said Carola, putting her arm around the
child's shoulder, and kissing her on the forehead. "Now you'll share the hidings
that I had to take by myself before. You'll soon see, dear. We'll be real
friends. I like you very much, you know. You're very pretty, isn't she, Victor?"
"It's true. The young lady is pretty, and I, too, like her very much. We shall
get on well together.
Chapter 2
The next day, Penny settled into her room, which was right next to that of her
new friends. They had been so kind that she considered them more as friends than
employers. The first few days went well. Carola taught her to type and explained
the work to her. But Penny couldn't help noticing that Carola was becoming more
and more affectionate. She was no longer the lawyer's wife speaking to a
secretary, but a gentle woman, spoiling her little friend. Penny was at first
embarrassed, and then amused. Finally, however her tender little heart, already
attracted by the tall brunette, reached out to meet Carola's advances. She
understood perfectly. At school she'd had a great friend, a girl who had been in
love with Penny's body and covered it with caresses, daring or not, depending on
the place. Carola, noticing that her advances were no longer rebuffed, grew
bolder. One day, as Penny was putting away the clothes she had just ironed, the
women entered her room. "Are you happy her, dear?" she asked. "Oh yes, Carola.
You and Mr. Jennings are so kind. I don't know how to show you how happy I am."
"But that's not difficult," replied Carola her voice suddenly hoarse. "Give me a
kiss with your lovely mouth. I've been dying for that since I first saw you."
"There," said Penny with a nervous laugh and, playing the innocent, she kissed
her friend on the cheek. "Are you stupid or trying to be clever?" asked Carola
as she took her face between her hands, and without leaving time for a reply,
she pressed her fleshy, burning lips on to Penny's fruity mouth. Carola slid her
wet tongue between the child's teeth and, forcing the mouth open, began to
caress Penny's palate, covering her tongue with caresses and warm saliva. Heated
by this labial contact, the two women pressed hard against each other. Penny,
breathless, at last managed to tear her face away from Carola's voracious mouth.
"It's not right," she whispered gently to her friend. "You have your husband who
loves you, and if ever he found out..." "Sweetheart," murmured Carola, caressing
her cheeks. "Oh! how you please me. Oh! how I love you, my darling. Don't worry
-- Victor knows my tastes and realizes that if I have a girlfriend, it doesn't
stop me from loving him madly... Besides, he indulges all my whims." "All of
them?" asked Penny maliciously. "All of them, except when you have to have a
hiding." "That's right." Carola burst out laughing. "I can't get out of that."
"He can't be so bad," said Penny, a note of interrogation in her voice. "He's
threatened us two or three times already, but it's never come to anything." "Are
you in such a hurry?" asked Carola banteringly. "Don't worry, little dove, it'll
come. It won't be long before these pretty little buttocks blush under his blows
and my little darling cries a bucket." "Never," exclaimed the sweet young child.
"I'll take the hiding, but I'll grit my teeth. I won't cry!" "What a brave
little thing," mocked Carola, "I guarantee that if Victor wants to make you cry,
he'll do so. You don't think you're braver than I am, do you? Well, when he
wants to, he makes me cry and beg like a child." "You're frightening me,"
whispered the little girl. "No. No, darling. You'll see. It's a bit hard to
endure, but afterwards, when his huge hands caress the buttocks he has just
beaten, it's wonderful." "I'd be so ashamed," exclaimed Penny, carrying on with
the task of tidying her room, putting her laundry away. Carola commented. "Why
Penny! You're still wearing knickers!" and she picked up a bit of white cotton
and looked at it in scorn. Penny, ashamed, babbled: "They're old, but I'm still
wearing them because I can't afford silk or nylon." Carola was touched. "Poor
little thing, come into my room. I'll give you a few that I don't use anymore.
You can try them on. Come on." Mrs. Jennings dragged the girl into her own room,
and, opening a drawer, pulled out a dozen briefs in all shapes and colors.
"Look, Penny dear, I'll give you that one and that one, and look at this
beauty." She held up a lovely pair of pink panties edged with white lace. "Look
how cute it is. Try it on." "I...I...I don't dare," stammered Penny, as she
watched Carola advancing towards her with shining eyes. "Would you like me to
help?" whispered Carola, and lifted the child's skirt. First a gradual epiphany
of long thighs sheathed in transparent stockings, then the clips of pink
suspenders and velvety, milky flesh. A chaste covering of cotton knickers molded
her sexual triangle, limning the outline the scarcely concealed slit beneath.
Carola's cheeks were red as she examined the round little bottom imprisoned by
material stretched to the point of bursting. "Hold your skirt up," she whispered
to the little girl, who blushed in confusion. "I'll pull your knickers down as
if you were my baby." Carola knelt and put her arms around the curving rump. She
pressed her mouth to the material over the swelling mount of Venus and savored
the delicate odor that came from under the warm knickers. In her excitement, she
caressed Penny's groin with her tongue and tried to slip an inquisitive finger
under the panties. They were too tight for lascivious curiosity to be satisfied.
Her hands rose to Penny's waist and hooked the elastic. She rolled them slowly
down, her eyes fixed on the girl's abdomen. Carola moaned when the first hairs
appeared. Suddenly brusque, she pulled the cotton down to the girl's knees.
Penny, cheeks aflame, still held her skirt up and panted slightly as she allowed
herself to be admired. The bronze fleece was abundant for one so young. The red
thatch and the pale blue veins under her skin emphasized the milkiness of her
complexion. Intoxicated, Carola pillowed her burning face against the silky,
perfumed cushion. But that was not enough; she rose and kissed the girl
passionately on the mouth, forcing her hardened tongue between her teeth. Then,
standing away, she took her arm and tried to drag her towards the bed. Penny
stumbled, for the knickers around her knees prevented her from walking. Carola
helped her take them off, then threw her on the satin counterpane. "No, no,"
Penny protested feebly. "What if your husband came back.... and weren't we to
try on your panties?" "Don't be frightened, my love," whispered Carola. "Victor
will be gone for a long time, and you can try on the panties afterwards.... I
want you too much; I want to caress you, lick you, suck you." She opened the
young girl's unresisting thighs. Hidden in the mass of hair, Penny's quim smiled
at her greedy friend, the plump, pink lips a pretty, vertical mouth. Carola lay
down between her secretary's thighs and parted the thick lips with delicate
fingertips. The bright pink interior was damp with desire; from it rose the
heady musk of a young girl's excited pussy. The nymph's insides flushed a
brighter red and looked like a baby's mouth. Carola pulled harder on the outer
lips, yawning the cunt. The damp slit of the vagina stood revealed while, higher
up, the tiny opening to the bladder seemed to grimace below the delicate
clitoris which pointed its little pink nose at the corner of the inside lips.
Carola stuck out her tongue and began greedily to lick the open flesh,
intoxicated by the gentle contact of the damp membranes, savoring the salty,
acid taste. With slobbering tongue, she covered the sex with saliva, then
hardening it into a point, she thrust it into the vagina, entering and leaving
like a little penis. Finally she abandoned this pleasant play, and began to jab
with her tongue at the erect, prominent button, then, and began to suck and
titillate it so gently that Penny began to purr with pleasure like some playful
kitten, while her little belly slapped against her friend's face. "Carola...No...No..."
she stammered confusingly, feeling pleasure rising in her. "Stop, Carola,
stop...I'm so ashamed!" But these ecstatic groans and murmured plaints only
encouraged Carola who speeded up her caresses. Suddenly Penny's body arched like
a bow; her sex began to pulse and a mellow, unctuous liquid flowed from her
sticky lips while a pleasurable rattle escaped her half-open mouth. Carola
rested her face against the child's thigh while Penny recovered from the wild
joy that had just shaken her, then, when she felt that Penny was more composed,
she skillfully lapped up the excess liquid that had dribbled onto the redhead's
thighs. Then she lay down beside her, and taking her face in her hands, she
kissed the heavy eyes and smiling mouth with passion. "Tell me, darling," she
asked timidly, "would you like to caress me a little too?" "Oh yes, Carola
darling. I want to return all the joy you gave me," murmured Penny. "Thank you,
sweetheart. You are a love." She rose and began to slide out of her dress and
underskirt. She took off her brassiere, revealing two magnificent breasts, then
pulled off her black nylon briefs and offered herself to Penny's admiring
glances. Naked now, Carola helped Penny to finish undressing. When both were
naked, they embraced, rubbing their burning bodies together. Carola stretched
Penny out on her back. Swinging one muscular thigh over the girl's head, she sat
astride her, head to foot, and lowered her pussy onto the pretty face. Carola's
black fleece was short and curly, a velvet muff around two greedy, red-brown
lips, slit deep and wide. The huge clitoris was stiff and scarlet, shining with
anticipation. The young woman lowered her bottom, and covered Penny's mouth with
her wet and hairy shell. The sweet child, recalling the caresses of her boarding
school days, began to flicker her inquisitive tongue. Meantime Carola was
kissing her belly and thighs, when suddenly she seized Penny's legs and turned
her rump around towards her, so that she could get at the young bottom. With
both hands she separated the plump buttocks and licked the deep, damp slit. Then
she uncovered the little hole, which she dampened with saliva, before placing
against it her tongue, stiff as a penis, and trying to drive it in. Penny
trembled with pleasure at this unknown, exciting caress, but her anus had
contracted with shame and refused to let Carola's tongue pass. The latter moved
her buttocks forward and sat harder on the young girl's face, and Penny realized
that her friend was asking for the same caress. With both hands she separated
Carola's large buttocks, and uncovered the brown slit, at the bottom of which
lay the secret opening, that Penny found somewhat enlarged She placed the tip of
her tongue on the round hole and felt it open, and her tongue on the round hole
was drawn in by muscular contraction, several inches of it disappearing between
the burning walls of Carola's rectum, while Carola purred with delight. At the
same time, Penny groaned slightly, for Carola had changed her tactics. After
sucking her index-finger, she drove it slowly into the rebellious anus. Inspired
by this perverted penetration, Penny revenged herself by nibbling on Carola's
clitoris. Carola drove a second finger into Penny's dilated hole anus. This time
Penny cried out, for it hurt; she was still a virgin on that side. Carola ceased
her assault and returned to the dribbling quim. Soon, in a crescendo of groans
and panting cries, the two charming friends rolled over on each other, quivering
with delight and wetting each other copiously. When they arrived in the bureau
an hour later, fresh from their toilet, Mr. Jennings, who had just come in,
smiled sardonically at their eyes ringed with pleasure. From then on, Carola let
no opportunity pass to caress and suck her little friend, who accepted it with
lascivious pleasure.
Chapter 3
Two days later, Penny had her first hiding. It was very hot that afternoon, and
the storm in the air made everyone irritable. Victor Jennings had taken off his
coat, and it was in his shirt sleeves that he worked on a thick dossier. Carola
was typing a letter and Penny was filing some post. At one moment, as she raised
her head to throw back her heavy hair, she saw the lawyer's eyes were fixed on
his wife's table. Busy with her work, and irritated by the heat, Carola had
raised her dress half way up her thighs, and had opened her legs to refresh her
pussy. The sight she offered was lascivious in the extreme. Her long bronzed
thighs, opened wide, revealing the narrow white strip of her tiny briefs, whose
indiscreet wrinkles betrayed the swelling of the mound. Such a sight was not
calculated to calm the lawyer's nerves, and his eyes shone with more and more
brilliance. "Bring me the letter as soon as it's finished," he said. "Here it
is," sighed Carola rising and taking her work. Mr. Jennings read it from one end
to the other, then in a gentle voice, he said, "Tell me darling. Do you really
think I'm going to send this letter? There are at least ten mistakes in it. What
are you thinking of?" Carola dropped her head without answering, and he
continued in a voice that was slightly husky; "You know what I said yesterday?
That the next time I would be intransigent? Well, you can't get away with that,
darling. Prepare your pretty little bottom. It hasn't been smacked for some
time. I think it misses it." He took Carola by the wrist and dragged her over to
a leather armchair in one corner of the room; he sat down and said, "Now pull up
your dress and get ready." "Victor, I beg of you. Forgive me just this once. I
won't do it again, I promise." "Hurry up, Carola," said Victor, as if he had
heard nothing. "You know the more you make me wait, the harder I am." The young
woman groaned and pulled up her skirt, revealing a curving bottom under
snow-white panties. Victor seized his wife and threw her across his knees, her
rump well in evidence, her legs hanging down one side, and her bust down the
other. He slid her little panties down and over her thighs, revealing the round
buttocks. For a second his fingers caressed the velvety globes so cool to the
touch, then, raising his hand, he opened it well out, and brought it down with
all his strength on the pretty bottom. The blow, echoed and left a scarlet mark
on the buttocks that sank under the pain, then another blow, and another and
another on the wriggling bottom. Carola moaned, but remained passive, offering
herself to the sadistic amusement of her husband, who beat the burning,
peony-red globes with both arms. Victor straightened himself slightly and spoke
to Penny, who was watching her friend's punishment with frightened eyes. He said
to her, "Pass me the ruler that's on my desk." "No...No...not the ruler, I beg
you Victor, not the ruler." But Victor was deaf to his wife's plea and took the
ruler that Penny held tremblingly out. It was in Plexiglas, twenty inches long
and one and a half inches wide, very thin like a drawing ruler, Victor raised
the instrument and in one dry stroke brought the transparent weapon down on the
burning rump. It made a dry, smacking noise and brought a tearful cry from his
victim. A large scarlet strip marked the hemispheres that were contracted in
pain. Two, three, four, six times, the horrible noise was repeated. Now Carola
was crying and hiccupping like a child, but remained still, as if she were
enjoying her own humiliation. Then the man laid the weapon away, and his long
slender, intellectual's hands began to caress and massage the bruised flesh. The
young woman's tears calmed themselves, as her husband's hand glided between the
open thighs to caress the damp sex, for Carola, in her masochistic excitement,
had come. Her soaking wet fleece bore witness to this. "Now you can see, Penny,"
said Mr. Jennings with a large smile. "What's awaiting you if you make a
mistake." The young girl blushed with mingled shame and apprehension, and turned
her eyes away from the embarrassing sight of Victor caressing his wife, who was
panting with pleasure. Then he stood her up, and kissed her on the still damp
cheeks. Carola was still holding up her dress as if she were afraid of the
contact of the material on her red and burning buttocks. Victor picked up the
white briefs and handed them to her with a smile. Penny looked again and
suddenly blushed when she saw the way her employer's trousers was jutting out
between his thighs, for the lawyer was in full erection, and Carola had confided
in Penny that his weapon was really huge, thick and long, well over the average.
Since Carola had told her about it, Penny could think of nothing else and
dreamed of seeing the thing, for up till now she had two lovers only, both
students and of average size. Carola went off to the bathroom to wash her face
and refresh her fiery posterior. When she came back, calm and smiling, she went
over to her husband and kissed hem passionately, before making her way to her
desk. On the way she passed her hand over Penny's breast.
Chapter 4
Work started up again, interspersed with the usual jokes and pauses; everyone
felt better. Suddenly, about an hour later, Mr. Jennings who was deep in a pile
of papers, raised his head and asked abruptly; "Who was in charge of the Avely
file?" "I was, sir," replied Penny, in a troubled voice. "You is it?" Well, I
can't congratulate you. You mixed with it a petition from the Boreham case, that
comes up in a few days time. Do you realize what would have happened if I hadn't
noticed it? In court, I'd have looked for it everywhere and I might have lost
the case. Come her this minute." Poor Penny, terrified, walked slowly over to
her employer who was smiling in anticipation. Carola was watching careful to
miss nothing of the spectacle and trembling with pleasure at the thought of what
was going to happen to her poor darling. When she arrived at his desk, Penny,
pale as snow, stood still. The lawyer took her hand, and drawing her towards
him, sat her on his knees and asked gently: "Do you realize how stupid you were?
Tell me, little one, what sort of punishment do you think it deserves? No
answer? Well, we'll leave it to Carola to decide. Darling, it's up to you to
pronounce the sentence. This time I'll follow your advice." Poor Penny looked
pleadingly at her friend, but Carola did not want to be deprived of such an
exciting spectacle and she laughed as she said: "In my opinion, she deserves a
good hiding, and as it is the first time and must be an example to her, I think
it should be a very sever one." A cry of despair escaped Penny when Victor rose
and dragged her over to the armchair reserved for this purpose. He trapped her
between his knees and began lifting her skirt. Underneath she was naked because
of the heat, and when he raised the skirt up to her waist, there she was, red
with shame, her long white thighs pressed together, and her little bottom hiding
modestly in a sweet little pink brief that Carola had given her. Without paying
any attention to her protestations, Victor slowly lowered her panties and freed
the bottom that was chubby as a baby's. He had never before had the occasion to
admire the intimate charms of his secretary and his prick sprang erect at the
sight of the tender globes offered to his caprice. He threw her over his knees
so that her rump was right under his eyes. In dismay, Penny felt the stiff hard
prick that pressed on her pubis through the trousers. Without bothering about
her modestly the lawyer caressed her buttocks ecstatically, then he separated
the white globes abruptly to reveal the little rosette, creased like a little
daisy. Penny protested in anguish and tried to get up, in order to escape from
the lewd looks of her employer, but he struck with all the weight of his arm.
The poor child let out a cry; it felt to her as if a burning iron had been
dropped on her buttocks. Her muscles contracted automatically at the pain, but
no sooner had she relaxed again than a shower of blows martyred her posterior.
The blows smacked cruelly off the poor little bottom which soon glowed like a
beacon and burnt like embers. She cried and wept without any control over
herself. In vain she tried wriggling her buttocks to ease the pain. Then Carola
rose, all excited, and held out the flat ruler to Victor. He took it with a
sadistic smile and thrashed her across the buttocks with it, again and again,
then at the bottom of her rump, at the beginning of the thighs where the flesh
is most tender. The poor darling sobbed away. She felt as if her skin were
peeling off, and as Victor with infernal joy continued to fustigate her
pitilessly, she could no longer hold back her screams and began to kick her legs
in all direction without any idea of the obscene spectacle she was offering the
perverted pair. Indeed, by her despairing efforts to avoid the punishment, she
opened her thighs, revealing the pink slit that yawned deep in the mossy nest.
At each stroke, her rump weighed down on her torturer's knees and then, in
reaction, sprang into the air, her thighs apart, her anus, contracted with pain,
showing. Her disordered jerks bounced off the lawyer's weapon, who was near his
orgasm. Her buttocks burnt so much that she didn't even realize that Victor has
stopped beating her. She continued her bawling and pleading, wetting the carpet
with her tears. At last the burning died down a little, leaving just a feeling
of warmth that spread over her whole body. His hands were busy with calming,
lewd caresses. He massaged her rump with cool, refreshing hands, then his
fingers opened the furrow caressing the wrinkled rosette. Her reddened buttocks
came together modestly, so his wandering hand played with the curly fleece and
an adventurous finger glided between the open lips. The prostrate body quivered
with pleasure and the thighs opened insensibly, so Carola, who had been content
with the role of spectator up till now, knelt down by the armchair, and while
her husband held open the child's legs, she glued her greedy mouth to the quim
revealed from behind and began to suck the damp and burning slit. Penny felt her
body, broken by pain, melt in a headiness she had never known before. She
groaned and panted gently, moving her rounded belly to better feel the stiff
weapon that seemed ready to run her through. Then suddenly with a long rattle,
she came with a burning joy that left her limp and happy. Victor and Carola
helped her to rise, and the lawyer kissed her passionately on the mouth, saying
that she was an adorable child and that it had given him great pleasure to
punish her. "You're a big bully. You hurt me very much...I hate you," declared
Penny sulkily. Carola took her off to the bathroom where she anointed the sore
bottom with a calming lotion then powdered it until it looked like a baby's
bottom. Nevertheless, Penny was very tided and after dinner that evening, she
went straight to bed, leaving her friends listening to a program on the radio.
She couldn't say how long she had been dozing when suddenly she sat up in bed,
wide awake, in spite of the obscurity. Unconsciously she listened to the muffled
noises that came from next door. In her curiosity, she got out of bed, and with
bare feet, dressed only in her pale blue nightgown, she tiptoed across the room
and held her ear against a slit in the door frame. Her little heart began to
beat faster, for now she could hear the conversation of the couple as well as if
she were in the same room. "That aroused you a bit, to see Penny's buttocks,
didn't it, you old goat," said Carola jokingly. "Did you see her gorgeous baby
ass? I swear that just the sight of it wriggling under her dress makes me all
wet." "Bitch," came the lawyer's deep voice. "I don't suppose it took you long
to posses her eh? Tell me, does she like it? Does she like being sucked? Has she
sucked you?" "Of course the little darling likes it. And if you knew how nice
she is to lick and how smooth her tongue is when she does it...I tell you I'm in
love with her." "Oh! I don't like that," the lawyer bantered. "I'm going to be
jealous...It looks serious to me." "Don't be silly, darling. No one could ever
take your place with me. The toy you have between your legs is indispensable."
"We'll talk about that later. Is she still a virgin?" "Of course not. She lost
that some time ago. She has had two lovers, both students, but they can't have
done much with her; she's still almost new and as narrow as a kitten. I noticed
that while caressing her. And something else you'll like you dirty old man. If
she's a woman in front, she's still a child around the back. Her anus is still
virgin." A wave of heat flowed over Penny's body as she heard her most intimate
secrets being revealed. She was ashamed and thrilled at the same time. Victor
seemed to want her! Her train of thought broke off here, and she listened again,
for Carola was saying with a laugh: "I say, darling, I'm going to be jealous
too. You sound very eager. Tell me, perverted darling, would you like to
deflower Penny? Take that virgin ass?" "Be quiet," grunted Victor, "look what a
state I'm in." "What a size," exclaimed Carola. "You know, darling, even though
the five years since we were married, every time you show me your huge penis,
I'm amazed as I was the first time you forced me to look at it. How lovely it
is. How hard," she murmured ecstatically. "Darling I love you so much, I'll try
and satisfy you desires. I'll persuade Penny to let you watch our Lesbian games.
That way you'll end up by fucking her." "Especially, the back way," declared the
lawyer. "Feel how it quivers at the very thought." "All right. You can bugger
her too, but you must promise me to do it gently. I love her to much, and with
your elephantine penis!...and her hole so tiny...you'll have to be careful."
"Don't worry, darling. After all I have a certain experience. Right?" "True. But
even with me, and God knows I'm used to it, it hurts when you want to impale me,
so as for Penny, who is still a virgin, I don't want you to ruin her." "Don't
worry, darling. I'll be gentle. What worries me more is whether Penny will be
willing for me to operate. Perhaps she doesn't like me. Perhaps I seem old to
her?" Penny smiled tenderly in the obscurity. If she had dared, she would have
cried out to him not to worry about that. She'd let him do anything he liked.
She found him marvelous with his hair graying at the temples and his sardonic
air. She like him madly, and was dying to see at last the huge weapon of which
her friend had spoken and which haunted her dreams. Of course, it's size worried
her a little, when she thought of it penetrating her, but she had decided to put
up with that to please him although she realized it would probably hurt very
badly. On the other side of the door, the conversation continued: "Don't worry,
darling," declared Carola. "I'm sure she'll accept, once I've got her all worked
up. Besides, I"M sure she finds you to her liking; she has already asked me
several questions about you...and your accoutrement. I'm sure that when she's
had one taste, she'll be mad about it. But I don't want to lend it to her
tonight," she groaned. "I want it all for me. Darling, please give it to me, put
it in me." "Alright. Open you legs wide. That's right. How do you want it,
slowly or all at once?" "Drive it in at one go; I want to feel you enter me,"
said Carola, her voice broken with desire. Penny heard the bedsprings groan,
then a stifled cry from Carola. Trembling with excitement she slipped a nervous
hand under her nightgown and into her slit, as she realized that her friend had
been impaled at one go. Now the springs were creaking in rhythm. Victor
punctuated the piston and woodcutter, betraying the brutality of the operation.
Carola panted like a madwoman, giving out little meaningless cries. Occasionally
she lowed in joyous agony when the prick entered her too savagely as a maddened
Penny masturbated, trembling at the thought of Carola's quim stretched around
her husband's elephantine weapon, which must be driving in and out of the
quartered lips like a huge piston. Suddenly Carola screamed aloud while Victor
bellowed like some animal and all the bedsprings complained. Then the disturbing
love serenade grew calm and silence fell in the room. Penny staggered over to
her bed, worn out and with dripping thighs, for the pretty little bitch had come
at the same time as the two lovers. She began to think about the marvelous prick
that was hanging between her employer's thighs, then worn out by the excitement,
she sank into a sleep inhabited by lascivious dreams, in which she offered her
body to a satyr with a penis like an ass's and who was driving his phallus into
her in every conceivable way.
Chapter 5
Two days later her prayers were granted. There was nothing urgent on that
afternoon, and Victor had taken the two women out for a drive. The evening was
light-hearted. They dined at a little restaurant on the river bank and made
their way home in high spirits after the pleasant relaxation. Once home, Victor
felt like a liqueur before going to bed and the two women left him listening to
the news and went off to their rooms. But that night, instead of kissing Penny
as usual and letting her go to bed, Carola dragged her into her own room. "Come
here, darling," she whispered. "I want to caress you a little." "But if your
husband came," said Penny worriedly. "Don't let that worry you. He'll be
downstairs for some time. Come on, darling. I'm all worked up this evening as
you'll see." she added with a smile. The young girl was quite excited too. After
so much white wine, and she let herself be dragged over to the wide bed. In
febrile haste Carola threw off her clothes then naked, she began to undress her
sweetheart too, punctuating her gestures with heady caresses on the parts of the
body revealed during the process of stripping. When Penny was left with only her
tiny briefs they fell into each others arms on the bedspread and began to kiss
each others mouths eagerly while Carola, whose state of erotic excitement was
betrayed by her heavy breathing, slid the tiny briefs over Penny's thighs and
off. Then she stretched out on the young body offered up so shamelessly; the two
sexes, glued together, mingled Carola's black fleece with Penny's golden one.
They rubbed against each other lasciviously, then Carola raised herself up on
her forearm and , with her fingertips, caressed the hard nipples of the younger
girl, and this gentle friction of the raised roses tore sighs of ecstasy from
both of them. Then Carola, obeying and uncontrollable impulse stretched out in
the opposite way from Penny whose legs she opened wide and in this span she
inserted her own open thighs. The two bodies were held in a double scissors, and
in this unusual position the two yawning quims crushed each other. The caresses
of the two dampened membranes rubbing against each other occasioned such intense
sensations that the young women screamed deliriously. The dirty noise made by
the two cunts was most exciting; it sounded like a cupping glass sticking and
coming away again. Then Carola changed her position again, and, kneeling between
the infant's thighs she glued her greedy mouth against the burning quim of the
secretary whose hairs, damp with desire, were stuck to her groins. Carola's
tongue licked the red, flesh of the gaping quim. Penny, almost at her orgasm,
purred with pleasure, her half-open mouth emitting little cries of pleasure, her
eyes shut on her intimate reactions, when suddenly, she felt two hands grip the
little breasts pointed upward to the ceiling. Opening eyes misted with pleasure,
she saw Victor naked at the bedside, smiling gently as he caressed her trembling
breasts. Penny startled in shame, tried to cover herself with a sheet, but the
lawyer prevented her with a gesture that was gentle but firm. Realizing that the
moment of which she had dreamed so long had come, the child looked at her
employer's athletic body; her eyes drawn invincibly towards his lower abdomen; a
cry of mingled horror and delight escaped her when she saw the dart that had
been haunting her. It seemed incredible that a man should have a phallus so
huge, so thick, so long. The huge gland was completely uncovered and the fine
scarlet skin shone like satin, the orifice was as large as an eye, the enormous
stalk was veined blue, and the base of the weapon, larger still, was lost in a
tuft of curly black hair that continued up to his chest. As for the balls, they
were as big as fists and dangled between his muscular thighs. How could a woman
stand an assault from such a spear without being ripped open, but, thought
Penny, if it succeeded in penetrating what joy it must give. Victor leaned
forward, and while Carola, at the foot of the bed continued licking and sucking
the tiny clitoris, he seized one breast in his huge mouth and began to caress
it, nibbling at the stiff and sensitive nipple. When Penny began to moan, he lay
down beside her and forced her hand to close around his burning prick that
quivered with delight at the touch of her childish fingers. In the heat of the
emotion procured by Carola's tongue and Victor's mouth, Penny lost all ideas of
shame and began to caress the huge plaything that she could hardly grasp. She
began to rub it gently, conscious of the ringed muscle twitching in her grasp as
the fingers moved up to the large gland, titillating the enormous head, where
one opalescent drop appeared. Then she began to excite him; she knew how for her
lovers had taught her the rudiments of masculine masturbation, though with them
she had a far more modest contribution in hand. All these caresses had to lead
to something. Victor leaned over her and drove his tongue into her mouth, as if
he wanted to reach her throat. This brutal manner of kissing set off her final
shudder, and Penny rolled over on the bed, the more so because Carola, when she
felt her darling's vagina palpitate, stuck her finger into the rosebud hidden
between the buttocks. Victor drank in Penny's joyous moans, as with her mouth
pressed against his, she shared her pleasure. At the same time her hand and
thigh were drowned in a warm, viscous flood, spurting out of the lawyer's
quivering prick. After a few minutes' rest, the three disengaged themselves and
Victor stood up, his huge, wet tail dangling limply on the hairy balls. Carola
came over to him and pressed against him while watching Penny, who was sitting
on the bed, looking in amazement at her hand dripping with his sticky sperm.
"Well," said Carola with a laugh: "At last you've met my husband's pretty tail.
I can see you have been watered copiously, but don't look so surprised, my
child. Wait until he comes in your mouth and you have to swallow it; you'll find
that you have to be quick if you don't want to stifle." The little secretary's
face was red with confusion, but the lawyer took her in his powerful arms and
kissed her tenderly, asking if she wanted to be his little mistress. As she
didn't dare say yes or no, Carola embraced her, cajoling her with a gentle
voice: "Do say yes, my darling. It'll be marvelous; you'll see how well he makes
love; we'll be his two little wives." "But Carola," stammered Penny. "Won't you
be jealous?" "No, no, my love. On the contrary. I want you to say yes. I want to
see you moan with delight in his arms. I love you both so much and anyway,"
laughingly she held up her husband's penis, "there's enough for two, you know."
"That's just it," said the little girl, red as a beet. "I'm afraid it'll hurt."
"Don't worry kitten," said Victor, cajolingly. "I won't hurt you. You'll see how
well I can do it and how good you'll feel." The couple lay down, one on either
side of Penny, and began to caress the redhead's tender body, and she opened her
legs like a pretty little tart. Victor asked if she wanted to taste his tongue;
she smiled her consent and the lawyer took up a convenient position for admiring
the adorably pussy that had excited him for so long. His sensual lips came to
rest on the welcoming slit and his tongue began its work. Carola masturbated
gently as she watched her husband. Penny was soon palpitating with pleasure for
the hard male tongue excited her less subtly perhaps than Carola's but the
sensations had a sharper edge. Her employer had a novel method of driving his
pointed tongue into her vagina, but she like it less when his sadistic instincts
drove him to nibble the lips of her pussy. After a little while he rose, and
tried to role her over on to her stomach. Penny was frightened but was reassured
by Carola: "Don't be alarmed, my sweet. He only want to do a rosebud. Wouldn't
you like him to lick the hole?" Docilely, Penny lay on her belly, offering her
plump rounded rump to her employer. He was panting as he devoured this lovely
little ass with his eyes; he was determined to penetrate it with his enormous
weapon before the end of the night. For the time being, he kissed the buttocks
as chubby as a child's then placing his hands on the satiny mounds, he separated
them, paying no attention to her modest effort to escape. The sweet wrinkled
hole was minute and he understood why Carola had recommenced prudence and
gentleness in buggering their young friend. Indeed it would be difficult to
introduce such a gigantic key into such a tiny lock. He began by licking the
little buttonhole very tenderly, and it folded up like a daisy at the touch of
the fascinating tongue. He hardened the tip and tried to drive it into the tiny
hole, but she stiffened and his tongue came to grief against her sulking anus.
After three or four attempts, he smacked her across the buttocks. "Let yourself
go. Open up, you'll see how good it is." He began licking the little hole again
and felt the child relax. The furrows opened out a little allowing an inch of
his tongue to pass through. He renewed his ardor, sucking, titillating and
eventually seizing the buttonhole between his lips and milking it as if he had
been at his mother's breast. Penny was shaken with emotion and raised her
scarlet face from the pillow, panting with pleasure. Realizing that she was
ripe, Victor stopped the caresses and prepared to fuck her. An excited Carola
kissed the young bottom before helping her friend into the best position for
first contact (lying on the back, legs apart, and a pillow under the rump).
Victor was kneeling. His huge penis was jutting out like a ship's mast. To make
it easier, Carola leaned forward and covered the weapon with a layer of saliva
that would lubricate the vagina, and when it was dribbling with spit, she took
it between two fingers and placed it between Penny's lower lips. Penny trembled
in apprehension when she felt the huge gland at the entrance to her body. Victor
leaned over her, and, leaning on his wrists, gave a slow thrust with his hips in
an effort to push in his stallion-like instrument. Slowly but surely, without
and jerks, the gland, well prepared by Carola, insinuated itself between the
angry lips, but even so, it was too big to be easy. The narrow passage blackened
the neck of the gland. Victor thrust forward violently, and Penny exclaimed in
pain that seared her when the huge weapon half-disappeared into her vagina. With
little jerks, the lawyer succeeded in pushing his weapon a little further in,
but the shaft was too wide; and when he tried to force it in, Penny wept with
pain. Then he began to move gently, in a slow come-and-go movement, withdrawing
his dripping organ up to the base of the gland, then driving it back in a slow
penetration that only inserted two thirds of his weapon. The huge penis was
delightful compressed in the narrow muff and grew bigger with each thrust of
Victor's rump. He was moaning huskily at this hitherto unknown pleasure. The
thought that he was fucking a pleasant child of nineteen drove him mad. Penny
was panting and groaning at the attacks of this burning spear which was driving
deep into her belly. The pain of the insertion had yielded to an indescribable
pleasure. How different it was from the clumsy efforts of her young friends. She
took pleasure just in the sight of this powerful man with graying hair laboring
above her and in the terrific sensation she got from the mighty organ tickling
her vagina. With her hands holding her breasts, she hiccupped and stammered
incomprehensible words. Carola, masturbating madly, followed the movements with
lascivious eyes. She knelt down at the foot of the bed to relish the sight of
the two sexes, and she groaned in ecstasy when she saw the gigantic penis
planted between Penny's legs. Carola came back to sit beside Penny to see if she
enjoyed being mounted in this way. The young girl was groaning childishly, her
eyes were turned back and a sliver of saliva rolled down from her mouth
contorted in a ruckus. Her head rolled madly from right to left. Carola leaned
over this unknown face and licked the spit that dribbled down her darling's
mouth. Then she looked lovingly at her husband, fucking away. His brow was
covered in sweat and his heavy breathing betrayed his excitement. Huskily he
murmured: "Oh, Carola, if only you knew how good it is to fuck her; she's as
tight as a glove, but her cunt is a sweet as honey. Look how she's enjoying
herself. But my tail isn't all inside her, though I feel like driving in all
in." "No, no darling. Restrain yourself; you'd only hurt her. Take it easy. Bit
by bit, you'll enlarge her and you'll put it in her the way you put it in me, up
to your balls." As she said it, she caressed the swollen testicles that swung
against Penny's little cunt, dripping with the liquid from her vagina. In a
frenzy, now, Victor bellowed his and discharged his sperm into Penny's
palpitating vagina, accompanied by her broken cries. When the gland was
withdrawn from the bruised lips, a flood of sperm and liquid poured out of her
vagina and flowed slowly between her legs, dripping onto the sheet. Penny lay
exhausted in the same position, eyes shut one arm over her scarlet face, the
wide open legs revealing the scarlet slit and the fleece thick with sperm. After
a moment, she opened her eyes, and, seeing Carola's and Victor's eyes fixed on
her abdomen, she placed one hand modestly on the sticky flesh, then shyly asked
Carola to take her to the bathroom.
Chapter 6
A quarter of an hour later, after the ablutions, the three friends met again.
Penny suggested timidly that she should leave them alone and go to bed, but
Carola cried out: "NO question of that, darling; you'll sleep with us. Look how
wide the bed is? Do you think there isn't room for three?" "That's right," cut
in the lawyer, already in bed. "Now you are my two little wives. Unless Penny
would rather go to her own bed? Didn't you like what I just did to you? Don't
you love me even a little?" "Oh, I love you both," cried Penny happily. "I love
you. You're so kind to me. I'd never have believed that I could be so happy." As
the night was young, there was still time for them to amuse themselves,
particularly as the stifling heat did not dispose towards sleep All three naked,
they smoked a cigarette and chatted gaily, but soon the lawyer was seized by
desire, and his limp penis began to swell and assume impressive proportions
beneath the amused regards of the two women. Soon it was quite erect, the gland
uncovered, the veins bulging. From time to time, Victor fidgeted and then his
prick started violently, slapping his hairy abdomen with a dull squelch, then
rising again, stiff, vertical, like a stake awaiting its victim. Penny stifled a
laugh. Her little angel face, nailed to the mattress by the enormous spear that
traveled with slow, deep thrusts, was soon streaming with tears, the mouth that
was distorted and gagged by the huge, hard prick, could proffer no sound, only
her heavy breathing and stifled grunts escaped from her fluttering nostrils
every time that the gland struck the bottom of her throat. When he felt himself
coming, he withdrew his prick only to discharge in a manner even more lewd. He
placed Carola's hand around his weapon and told her to stroke it over Penny's
face. "Open your mouth, chicken," he said to the child. "I'm going to come and
you're going to swallow." Seizing his prick, Carola, all excitement, masturbated
it firmly. Suddenly it stiffened and the first drop of sperm appeared. Carola
slowed her movements and squeezed more tightly, and every time her hand pulled
downwards a flood of sperm spurted forth. The first ejection thickened Penny's
mouth and splashed over her cheeks and forehead. Carola pulled again and another
squirt spread a viscous layer over the child's face. The last drop fell on her
neck, and Victor fell back on his couch, completely emptied, while Carola, at
the peak of her fever, threw herself on her mistress and greedily licked at the
coating of sperm that covered the pretty little face. The two women sucked each
other and when they had calmed down, the three of them laid on their couches and
prepared to sleep. Victor was already dozing when he heard stifled sniffs coming
from the blanket beside him. He stretched out his arm inquisitively and met
Penny's face, streaming with tears. Thoroughly upset, he lit the lamp and leaned
over her; "What is it, my darling? Why are you crying. Have you got a pain? Are
you unhappy?" But the poor child started off worse than ever and Victor turned
around to wake Carola: "Penny's crying, but she won't tell me why," he said to
his wife, who was looking at him through bleary eyes. That woke Carola up
completely, and she came over to Penny to try and help her. They covered the
poor pet with kisses and caresses, until finally Penny avowed in a tearful
voice: "You don't love me." "Darling, how can you say such a thing? You know we
both adore you." "Not true," sniffed Penny. "Victor doesn't love me. He's just
amusing himself with me; he doesn't think about me; he goes to sleep without
bothering about me." "Poor little poppet," said Carola with a smile. "Just think
of that. Her little cunt in heat and she wants a good pricking." Victor smiled
and took his young mistress in his arms. Kissing her tenderly on the swollen
eyes and little pink ears, he whispered: "My little dove, you know perfectly
well I'm madly in love with you. If I went to bed without bothering you it's
because I thought you'd had enough with Carola and that you were tired because
of the country air, but if you want to, I'll fuck, you my pet. I'll fuck you
thoroughly. You'll see what is coming to you. Happy now? Do you want my prick?"
"Oh yes," mouthed Penny in delight. "I want it." "What do you want," asked
Victor teasingly. "Tell me what you want." "I want...I
want...you...to...to...fuck me," "Do you want me to put it all in tonight?" "Oh
yes please. But be gentle...don't hurt me too much." "Don't worry poppet. On the
contrary, you'll like what I'm going to do." With that he shifted onto his knees
and shook his huge prick in Penny's direction, saying: "Just look at the huge
helping your slit will get tonight, my love. Prepare her a little," he added to
Carola, who, with her saliva, lubricated copiously Penny's cunt, before lying
down, hand in hair, ready to masturbate an accompaniment. Victor had taken
position between Penny's thighs, and with his fingertips parted the velvety
folds to open her vagina. He placed the huge penis at the entrance. He thrust
forward and quivered with delight when his prick punched past the thick lips and
penetrated the velvety blackness. Then he seized Penny's ankles and raised them
in the air until her legs were vertical, and with her in this position, he began
to drive his weapon in with slow powerful thrusts that shook the poor child who
was clinging to the blanket to resist the brutal blows of the horse-like weapon
that was opening her flesh and penetrating her panting belly. Soon she could not
control her plaintive moans, for the prick was becoming more and more merciless,
trying to penetrate completely, but the narrowness of the vagina prevented this.
Victor pushed at her legs until she was folded in two, her thighs on her breasts
like some inverted frog, and he forced himself slowly into the prominent cunt. A
long, moaning cry escaped Penny when the stallion penis disappeared up to the
hairs. It felt as if it were coming out by the navel. She hiccupped and screamed
at each thrust, two trickles of sweat on her forehead. Pretty Penny had it all,
this time, all the huge penis whose movements seemed to tear her in two and tore
from her screams of delirious joy. She turned her congested face towards Carola
and uttered with difficult: "I've got it all. I've taken all his prick. He's
driven it all in, the way he does with you." Victor thrust on. He could feel the
gland buried in her matrix. It squeezed him like a velvet tong, his balls
brushed against her raised buttocks. He no longer withdrew his prick, leaving it
well in, screwing imperceptibly on the spot. At last, with a series of groans,
he felt his sperm flood out her matrix, drowning her most secret flesh, while
Penny let forth yells of joy, dribbling at the mouth, fists clenched and eyes
turned back.
Chapter 7
The next morning they set out for a long walk in the woods, until they reached a
little waterfall where they bathed to the accompaniment of joyful cries and
piercing laughs that re-echoed through the leafy forest. After picnicking in the
little clearing, Victor led them by a hidden path to a minute grassy grove lost
in the undergrowth. The afternoon sun played through the leafy branches, and
diapered the green grass. "How lovely," exclaimed both women. "You'll find it
less attractive later on," hissed Victor. In the middle of the clearing lay a
tree trunk and Victor sat on this natural seat, drawing his darlings to him. "My
sweet," he said to Penny. "You know I promised to punish you today. The time is
now and the place is here." The little redhead turned an imploring regard to the
lawyer, but she'd have had more chance of winning over a tiger. Victor's
sadistic side was uppermost for the time being. "Take down your knickers," he
continued with a smile. "And you can sit on the grass," he said to Carola. "It's
your turn after." When Penny had taken off her shorts and panties, he ordered
her to sit astride the tree trunk. "Now lie down," he said and pushed her
shoulders by way of encouragement. With a handkerchief he bound her wrists under
the trunk, and treated her ankles in the same way with the scarf that Carola
wore around her breast. "Why has he tied me up like this?" asked Penny in a
frightened voice. "I'm afraid," she sniveled. "Come close to me Carola. What is
he going to do?" "I don't know, darling," whispered Carola. "A good thrashing, I
suppose; you must be brave, my love. But don't you feel a kind of thrill at the
idea that he has you at his mercy? that you're the victim of his lewd desires?"
"A bit, yes...but I'm so afraid." "So am I...but I'm wet just the same." "Where
is he?" asked Penny, turning her head with difficulty. "I don't know. He's
around somewhere. Oh, let me kiss your poor little bottom, to give it courage."
At that moment, Victor reappeared in the clearing. In one hand he was holding
twenty or so rushes, that he had picked near the stream. With the other, he was
carefully holding a bunch of nettles, wrapped in a handkerchief, that he placed
out of Penny's sight. "Look at these, my pretty," he sniggered, shaking the
blades in front of her nose. "Look what's going to punish you for your refusal."
"Oh no, Victor, not that, not that. It will hurt too much." begged Penny. "No!
No! If you like, you can bugger me, only be gentle, but not that." But she was
in no condition to dictate to Victor, and he burst out laughing. "Oh no, my
little nanny-goat, you can't have my prick. I'm reserving that for Carola.
You're getting the whip." With that, he stood behind the child who was offering
him her defenseless rump, and with the tips of the rushes he caressed the
frightened globes, before lashing at her rump. A dozen red welts appeared on the
milky skin and Penny screamed with pain. With a twist of his wrist, Victor
struck again, then again, and covered the hemispheres with an uninterrupted rain
of blows which soon transformed the lily-white flesh into a sea of red. Penny's
face was dripping with tears, and piercing screams issued from the open mouth.
Victor continued to whip away, not bothering about his victim's moans. Now her
poor little bottom was like a poppy in bloom, and the lawyer took advantage of
her wriggling, which revealed her cunt, to strike hard between her thighs. The
rushes beat on the poor little cunt and on the thick lips of her sex, and a cry
of agony escaped the unfortunate Penny. He struck her three or four times
between the thighs then threw away the battered rushes. Next he seized the
nettles and caressed the burning buttocks with the venomous plant. At first the
freshness of the leaves relieved Penny, but soon her buttocks were covered with
pimples and swellings, and the hellish itching drove her mad. Victor enjoyed the
frenzied contortions of his victim and his huge prick palpitated with pleasure
at the sound of her screams. In desperation, Penny rubbed her buttocks together
in a vain effort to relieve the dreadful itchiness on her rump. Her cries were
no longer human, her mouth frothed, and her tortured face was covered with tears
and sweat. At one moment, through nervousness, a flood of urine that she could
not control, poured out of her fiery cunt and rolled down her thighs. Victor
could no longer contain himself. He dragged Carola over to the tree and made her
take up the same position as Penny. Docilely, Carola placed herself across the
tree behind Penny, with her bottom in her face. "Lick her," said Victor. "It'll
relieve her." But Penny had fainted. The lawyer moved behind his wife and placed
his huge phallus between her buttocks, and without preparation, without
lubrication, he began the task of buggering her. The enormous gland bounced off
as the tiny hole contracted in fear. He move it back into position and weighed
on it with all his strength, pushing brutally at the rectum. Slowly,
ferociously, he shoved into his wife's dry ass, ripping the delicate membranes
of her anal canal. Now the clearing echoed with Carola's plaintive cries.
Fortunately her husband's excitement had reached its paroxysm; he had scarcely
begun to screw the narrow muscular ring when an orgasm floored him in a copious
ejaculation. After he had rested a little, he picked her up and bore her off to
the stream, where he helped her to bath her suffering anus; then he ran back to
free Penny, and brought her to the stream. He sat her squarely in the water and
the contact of the icy water on her burning buttocks brought life back to the
charming victim, who recoiled in fright when she saw Victor standing over her
but he reassured her tenderly and asked her to forgive him if he had been too
unkind. The child refused to reply and turned her silky head towards Carola who
was bathing her bruised flesh. When Penny had fully recovered they were back to
the tent, where they rested while Victor packed their belongings. The next day
both women were still sulking and repulsed all Victor's advances, but they could
not resist that evening when he came home laden with presents, that they opened
with gay laughs. The apartment, which fortunately was soundproof, resounded the
cries and groans of pleasure occasionally mitigated by erotic pain.
Chapter 8
At the beginning of the winter, the lawyer received a letter which was to
influence Penny's destiny. He had scarcely begun reading it when he jumped with
joy and brandished the piece of paper towards Carola. "Louis is back from
Paris," he cried. "He says he'll call tomorrow evening." "Wonderful," cried
Carola. She turned to Penny: "You'll see how handsome he is. He's a great friend
of ours..." When Victor had left for town, Penny came to sit on Carola's knees
and while Carola caressed her breast she asked inquisitively: "Who is he
exactly, this type?" "You'll see, darling
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