Friday, January 31, 2014

A Perfect Ass bydamonX©

Kari was hot. Not playboy hot, but attractive nonetheless in a natural, wholesome kind of way. She wasn't one to dress up. In fact, she'd often come to class in nothing more than sweatpants and a t-shirt. If I was lucky though, she would wear shorts And I'd get a view of her perfect, well muscled legs. She never wore makeup, but her skin was always flawless. She had a deep tanned skin tone that was an indicator of her half-oriental background and drove me crazy. Her dark hair was often tied back in a ponytail, but usual just flowed freely down to her shoulders. I always wondered what it would be like to have those legs wrapped around me and often I would find myself staring at them for longer periods of time than I should have. I knew she had a boyfriend, however, and never made a move. I always figured that I wasn't her type anyway, so I was happy enough to remain friends. Until last Friday.

I was sitting in the crowded lecture theater waiting for class to begin, when Kari came in and sat down beside me. I turned to make some small talk, but after seeing the stern, angry look on her face I decided against it. As sweet as she could be, Kari had a bit of a temper, and I did not want to be on the losing end of that deal. I stared at her legs as she roughly pulled a book from her back pack. Her hair looked to be a little damp, so I figured she had just been at the gym and had taken a shower before class.

"Why are men such assholes?" She asked suddenly.

I smirked to myself.

"Trouble at home?" I asked, uninterested.

"That son of a bitch was out until 4am last night! And then he comes home all drunk and wants to fuck! Can you believe that?"

I looked around nervously. Kari's voice was rising every second.

"And I know he was out trying to get some!" she continued. "Then, when he can't find some slut skanky enough to sleep with him, he comes and wakes me up!"

I was a little uncomfortable with the subject and was having a hard time figuring out what to say.

"Why don't you break up with him?" I asked.

"It's not that simple." she replied.

I knew she was right. Kari and her boyfriend had a two year old son that I knew was the only reason keeping them together.

"Then why don't you go out and have a good time?" I suggested. "Just go out with some friends and blow off some steam."

"Yeah, maybe I should. In fact, I should go and pick up some guy at a bar and get laid! That would show that bastard!"

"Or you and I could just go find a room right now," I said with a exaggerated smile, hoping to lift her spirits with a little humor.

Kari turned and stared at me. For a second I thought I had done something terribly wrong. I was waiting for a slap across the face, when she replied.

"Let's do it."

My eyes widened and my heart skipped a beat.

"What...?"

"Let's go. Right now!"

Kari started packing up her books. I just sat there stunned.

"Hurry." she said. "I need to be back for the last half of class."

She got up and walked away. When she noticed that I wasn't following, she turned back.

"Are you coming?"

In a flash I was up and following her out the door.

As we made our way through the crowded hallway, I kept my eyes peeled for a place to go.

"In here." Kari said, motioning towards a bathroom. It was a single, so I knew we wouldn't be disturbed. She rushed me inside and closed the door, locking it behind her.

I walked up to her nervously. Our faces were just inches from each other. I could tell she was nervous as well.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked.

As a response, Kari leaned in and kissed me, pushing her tongue into my mouth. She pulled back smiling.

"I'll take that as a yes." I said as I put my hands on her hips and pulled her back to me.

Our tongues fought with each other passionately, as Kari placed one hand on the back of my neck as her other hand struggled with the waist band of her shorts.

"Allow me." I said, as I slowly lowered myself down.

I hooked my fingers into her shorts and slowly began pulling them down her smooth sexy legs. as I did, I kissed her tanned skin trying to savor every moment. She kicked them away, and leaned back against the smooth tile wall as I went for her panties.


Slowly, I removed the garment, peeling it away from her firm, perfect ass and soon found myself staring at Kari's freshly shaved pussy. I gave her one last look, before finally going in.

I lightly touched my lips to her soft folds, eliciting a quiet moan from her mouth. I started kissing her pussy, as my tongue searched for her clit. When I zeroed in on her tiny fleshy button, I wrapped my lips around it and gently sucked. Her hands were going through my hair as I slipped a finger into her cunt.

Sliding my finger in and out, my tongue flicked at her clit as my other hand continued feeling up her leg. I wanted her so badly. I wanted all of her!

Removing my finger, I lifted one of Kari's legs up to the side, and pushed my tongue up into her tight wet pussy. She gasped and placed the leg over my shoulder pulling me deeper into her hot little hole. My nose was pressed up against her clit as my tongue massaged the inside of her pussy, writhing like a snake. I could feel her hole getting wetter and wetter, as her juices covered my mouth. I licked them up as best as I could before rising back to my feet.

As I came back up from my knees, Kari kissed me even more passionately than before, showing me that she had no problem tasting her own pussy.

"Turn around," I hissed.

I spun Kari around, taking her hands and placing them above her head on the cold tile wall, as I kissed her neck. I then dropped back to my knees.

Kari pushed her ass out towards me, as I kissed her firm ass. Gently I pulled her cheeks apart.

"Yes..." She moaned quietly, right before I touched my tongue to her sensitive little asshole.

The feeling of my warm, wet tongue on her ass caused Kari to curse with pleasure. My hands massaged her flesh as my tongue danced around her puckered hole, feeling every wrinkle. Feeling a little adventurous, I planted a deep kiss on her butthole trying to slide my tongue right up her ass. It was to no avail, however, as she was just too tight. I went back to licking her rim, as I slid two fingers into her pussy.

I couldn't believe that a few minutes ago Kari and I were nothing more than friends, and now here I was in a bathroom sticking my tongue up her ass!

"Oh, that feels good!" She hissed.

Slowly, I pulled my mouth from her ass, as I rose to my feet.

Kari looked into my eyes with a look of pure lust.

"So you're an ass man I take it?" She asked.

I nodded.

"Well maybe later I can drop by your place and you can put more than your tongue in there."

"Later?"

"Yes. Later. But as for right now, let me help you do something about this." she said patting the hard bulge in my pants.

She then pushed me up against the wall and with a devilish look, Kari lowered herself down to the floor as she started undoing my zipper. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I knew It was going to be a good day.

My dick jumped at Kari's warm touch as she fished it out of my pants. She sat there for a moment, stroking it softly before sliding it past her lips and into her mouth. Right away, she took me down to the root, soaking my entire shaft with her saliva and tickling my balls with her tongue. With my cock firmly embedded in her throat, she looked up at me with her deep brown eyes. I placed a hand behind her head, encouraging her to continue.

Slowly, she drew her head back, sliding her lips over my glistening wet shaft. When my dick popped free, Kari teased it by poking her nimble tongue into my dickhole, then running it around my crown. Her hand was stroking me slowly when she fed my cock back into her mouth. I could feel her tongue writhing around my shaft as she took me deeper and deeper. Her other hand gave my balls a gentle squeeze, as her head rocked right to left. I could see the indent my dick was making on the inside of her cheeks.

Drawing it back out, my dick formed a thin string of saliva connecting my cock head to Kari's tongue. She playfully sucked it back before bobbing back down on my dick. As she continued to suck me, her hand wandered from my balls back to my ass. Soon her fingertip was massaging my asshole as her mouth repeatedly swallowed up my cock. She then took her finger and soaked it with her mouth, getting it nice and wet, before putting back at my ass. Down her throat, went my dick, just as her little wet finger slid up my ass. I gasped in pleasure as she looked up at me with a naughty grin.

Kari started to suck me faster and faster, as she pushed her finger deeper into my ass. I did my best to relax, as she wiggled it back and forth while her mouth surrounded my dick. Kari started to moan around my cock as if the whole thing was getting her off. Her finger started working faster, fucking my ass as it clamped down around it. I could feel her inside me, massaging my prostate, trying to coax the cum from my balls.

Suddenly I tensed, and my ass constricted around Kari's finger, holding it firmly in place. My jumped and let loose a massive blast of cum right down her throat. She moaned even louder as her hand jerked at my cock, sending more of the hot cream into her waiting mouth. She gulped it down greedily, as if it was her only meal of the day, slowly withdrawing her finger from my ass. When my cock popped free from her mouth, it was clean and wet, as she had sucked back every drop of my cum.

Standing up, she went to the sink to clean off as I leaned against the wall staring at her beautiful ass. I wanted nothing more than to walk over there, bend her over and shove my tongue right back up her asshole, but I knew i would have to wait.

"Thanks,"Kari said, sliding her shorts back up her legs. "I needed that."

I pulled my pants up as well.

"So four o'clock sound good?" Kari said smiling.

"Four sounds great." I replied. Yes, it was going to be a good day.

* * * *

I sat waiting impatiently, staring at the clock. Every stroke of the second hand was agony, as I waited for Kari to arrive. Suddenly there was a knock at the door, and I jumped up from my seat. Before I could get to the door, Kari burst in walking right past me.

"Let's go," she said. "I don't have much time."

She made her way to the bedroom and opened up her back pack, taking out a small red plastic bottle and tossing it on the bed. I picked it up and looked at it. It was cherry flavored lubricant.

"I didn't know if you'd have any." Kari explained.

"Good thinking," I responded.

Kari was already undressing as I sat looking at the bottle.

"Let's go," she urged as she walked over and yanked my pants down to my ankles.

My shirt was next, as she pulled it from my body and pushed me onto my bed. she was wearing a tight blue sports bra, that soon came off as well. I was amazed at hoe perfect her tits were! I had always admired her legs, but her breast were to die for!


In a flash, Kari was on the bed crawling up my body. Our lips met, and she kissed me with even more passion that before. Our crotches were rubbing against each other, and I cold feel her firm tits pressing against my bare chest.

"Here." she said bluntly, pushing one of her breasts into my face.

I opened my mouth and sucked at her nipple as my hands reached around to grab at her ass. Kari put one arm around my head, holding me close as her other hand dropped down began to play with my cock. she wasn't wasting any time at all, which was just fine by me.

She then pulled her breast away and pushed my head back down to the bed. Reaching back, she started rubbing my engorged cock head over her wet slit. A few moments later, Kari lowered her body down onto my dick taking me right up to the hilt in her hot, wet pussy.

She was so warm and tight, I almost blew my load right there! Her perfect legs were straddling my hips, as she began to grind herself on my cock. Kari was looking right into my eyes. Her face was a mask of pure lust and intensity. I then realized that I was not fucking Kari. She was fucking me!

Up and down, her body rose and fell, building up speed with each consecutive thrust. I watched in pleasure as her wet cunt swallowed my cock repeatedly.

"Mmmm. I'm all wet." Kari said, reaching down to touch her pussy, as she slid down my dick.

Then, looking into my eyes, she brought her finger to her mouth and sucked it seductively. I placed my hands on her thighs and pushed my hips up to meet each one of her thrusts. she then replaced her finger, pushing it into her pussy, along with my cock. As she brought it out, I could see it was glistening with her love juices.

She lowered her body down to mine, and her fabulous tits were soon pressed against my bare chest once again. She flicked her tongue out, just touching my lips, before placing her wet finger at my mouth. I eagerly sucked it, savouring her taste. Kari then pulled her finger away and shoved her tongue into my mouth, as her hips began bucking with renewed passion.

"I want it now." she said. "I want it in my ass right now!"

Without another word, Kari pulled herself from my dick and snatched up the bottle of lube. Then, turning around, she dribbled a bit of the red liquid down her ass crack. Reaching back, she began to rub it all over, before sliding a finger up her own ass. When she was nice and ready, she positioned herself over my cock once again. This time she was facing away from me, and my dick was about to enter a different hole.

taking my cock into her hand, she lowered her ass down, nestling it around my the head. her hips wiggled and squirmed as it slid up her tight asshole. She pushed it in about half way, when she began gently bouncing her hips up and down. it was an amazing site. Kari's perfect ass was swallowing up my cock, inch by agonizingly slow inch. Her feet were both planted on the bed, so it was just her ass moving. Periodically she would reach down and fondle my balls, or play with her clit and soon she was taking me right up to the hilt in the vice-like grip of her asshole. I could feel her squeezing her sphincter around my cock as she fucked me with her butthole.

Kari then bottomed out, nestling her ass down against my hips, with my dick buried inside her. Reaching back, she pried her asscheeks apart, giving me a great view as she lifted her body upwards. I watched as her ass slid up my cock, before coming free. As soon as my dick popped out, her asshole clenched back up into a tight little rosebud. Then without saying a word, Kari moved backwards up my body bringing her ass right up to my face.

"Lick." she said.

I needed no further convincing, and immediately shoved my tongue up her ass. I could taste the strong flavor of the cherry lubricant, along with the faint taste of pussy as my tongue explored her freshly fucked butthole. I tongue fucked her small anal opening, licked the rim and planted kisses all over her ass before she scootched back into position and again swallowed up my cock with her greedy asshole.

She was fucking me harder now, taking far and deep with each thrust. Soon her body began to shudder and I knew she was having an orgasm. It must have been a wet one too, because I could feel her pussy juices running down onto my balls. I didn't know how much more I could take.

"Tell me when you're going to cum!" Kari moaned from atop my cock.

As if those were the magic words, I began to feel that all too familiar feeling.

"Now!" I groaned, just as the cum began to rise.

Quickly Kari pulled her asshole from around my spurting dick, and spun around taking it deep into her mouth. I reached down and grabbed her head as she sucked down every drop of jism from my now-sensitive cock. Even when i was completely spent, she remained sucking as if it was her last meal. I actually had to stop her, as my dick getting too sensitive to take it.

"Thanks," she said, wiping her mouth. "You're cum actually tastes pretty good. I had to try it again."

I breathed a heavy sigh of relaxation.

"You should fight with your boyfriend more often!" I joked.

Kari smiled and looked at me as she wiped up a small droplet of cum from her ass.

"Who says I need an excuse?" she said with a devious grin as she licked the cum from her finger.

The End

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Monday, January 6, 2014

A Proper Young Woman's Guide to Anal Etiquette

bylordodie©
Disclaimer: The following is a work of pure sexual fantasy and is intended for adult audiences ONLY. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading NOW and go tell your parent and/or guardian that you need stricter internet supervision. Any physical resemblance to a real person that any fictional character herein may bear is probably intentional and is meant as a compliment. Furthermore, all fictional characters in the following fantasy are professionals and good at what they do. So please, don't try this at home; if such things were even physically possible. If you still insist on trying this at home, please send all pictures and feedback about the experience to myself. If I can't stop you I can at least make sure you're doing it right. Consider yourself disclaimed.

Author's Notes:

I'd like to take this opportunity to introduce Mary Wilder and a few more characters that 'may' (cough, cough) be showing up in the main story line before not too much longer. I'd also like to showcase some of the more extreme examples of everyday anal dilation that exist in Europe at the same time as the Wilder clan is living it up back in the New World. If you'll remember, public indecency is still a criminal offense in the States; not so much in most of Europe.

Even though this story actually takes place in the UK, all measurements are in Imperial (US) units for the ease of my American readers. Anyone used to the Metric system will have to forgive me. Because we all know that us crazy, backwards Americans will never give up our yards! [American] Football would never work in centimeters...

And fear not! Laura and the girls will return in the next chapter to complete their long overdue physicals...

Across the Pond, Part I

At the same time that Laura and her two youngest daughters were undergoing routine physical examinations at the Dermott Women's Clinic, on the other side of the pond, Mary Wilder – Laura's second oldest daughter – and her fiancée, Victoria Marie Deveraux, were just finishing up their day at work. Victoria worked as the Head Mistress for Saint Patty Parker's Finishing Academy in downtown Nottingham, while Mary was her personal executive assistant.

The pair had actually met at Saint Patty's eight years ago while the then eighteen year old Mary was attending as a student and thirty-one year old Victoria was teaching the Personal Ambition and Morality course. Mary had a full ride scholarship as part of the court settlement from her accident. Victoria was only teaching as a side job after she'd graduated from law school. Nevertheless, Associate Mistress Deveraux and Miss Wilder had taken a liking to each other almost immediately. Neither one of them had expected that they'd still be wandering the halls of Saint Patty's so many years after they'd originally intended the school to be nothing more than a stepping stone to bigger and better things; but opportunities come from where you least expect them. Life is funny that way.

Saint Patty's is a world-renowned finishing school devoted to instructing young women in fine society, art, music, proper behavior, self respect, and personal motivation. Many of the most successful female political and business leaders throughout the world darkened the doors of Saint Patty's in years past; including the CEO of Macrosoft, the Vice President of the United States, and the Prime Minister of the United Kingdom. Eighteen and nineteen year olds worldwide compete for openings in the school after they graduate from secondary school; or high school as it's called in America. Students normally graduate after a single year and then move onto institutions of higher learning; more often than not with generous scholarships already lined up; although some students find that attending Saint Patty's for a second year better prepares them for adult life.

Of course, as society has evolved from generation to generation, so has Saint Patty's: As a direct result of that, proper anal etiquette has been a major part of the curriculum for decades. A respectable degree of anal dilation is expected from all young women before they are ever granted acceptance; even with the knowledge that each girl's nether opening will get significant attention throughout their continuing education. During Mary's single year as a student, her maximum capacity increased at a faster pace than it had since she'd first begun anal training with her mother when she'd come of age. Of course, Victoria's own backside was never missing out on any action either. As Saint Patty's firmly believes in leading by example, all the mistresses spend almost as much time in the school's extensive Detention Hall as the students do.

That year was also Victoria's first year as an associate mistress at Saint Patty's. Because of that, she and the other two first-year mistresses had daily punishment and dilation sessions scheduled from 06:00 AM to 08:00 AM; Monday through Friday. Unluckily for Victoria, her first class didn't start until 10:00 AM, so she normally spent an additional hour or so as Senior Mistress of Corrections Svetlana's personal project; the 08:00 AM hour was generally pretty slow in the Detention Hall, after all. Despite the additional pain and suffering she'd undergone, she couldn't argue with the results. Even to this day – though Chief Mistress Svetlana now technically works for Head Mistress Victoria – Victoria has given the older woman a free rein on the training regime for Saint Patty's head mistress; it's a setup that Victoria only regrets occasionally, but has never once tried to reverse.


***


Victoria pulled her Jaguar F-Type into the garage of her townhouse in an upper middle class neighborhood outside of Nottingham and put it in Park.

"What a day," she announced rhetorically to the lovely young woman seated next to her. Glancing sideways, she admired the form of her beautiful fiancée, Mary Wilder. At only a medium height and with brown hair, the younger woman's best features were undoubtedly her perky 36FF-cup breasts. They were certainly what had gotten a younger Victoria's attention in the first place. Though, as impressive as they were, many young women had equal or greater womanly assets. What had eventually won Victoria's heart had been the younger woman's bright eyes and zest for life despite the loss of the use of her legs. The young woman's shapely ass and very well trained and responsive nether hole had played a great part in their eventual engagement as well. Victoria was fond of her personal theory that all the nerve endings her love had lost in her legs had been relocated in between her legs. It was a theory that Mary found hard to disprove as her dominant fiancée drove her to orgasm after orgasm.

Despite nearly a decade without the use of her legs, Mary still maintained a trim, hour-glass figure which accented her delicious breasts and full hips delightfully; a testament to a daily workout regime focusing on her core muscle groups. The fact that Mary enjoyed her role as a masochistic bottom even more than Victoria enjoyed being a sadistic top was just icing on the cake!

Victoria was no slouch in the looks department either. At thirty-nine, her curvaceous figure turned almost any heads that were in the vicinity; both male and female. With long, light-brown hair, a pretty face, 36HH breasts, trim waist, and firm buttocks packed into a 5' 8" frame, Victoria could have had almost anyone she chose to have: man or woman. If she'd had the mind to do so, she probably could have had multiples of both on speed dial!

However, because of her looks, she'd often found the hardest part about teaching to a room full of sexually over-charged girls at Saint Patty's was keeping her young charges to pay attention to the lessons she was trying to teach and not the deep cleavage of her low-cut blouse; or the ever-present outline of her large nipples; or her well-rounded ass squeezed into her tight skirt and shaped perfectly by her six-inch heels. Of course, all of the above was the mandated attire for all mistresses at Saint Patty's; a dress code that Head Mistress Victoria did little to alter.

That her first husband had left her ten years ago for a younger, significantly more submissive woman with larger breasts, a stretchier ass, and an even more advanced case of anal masochism was more of a result of the five to one ratio of women to men on the planet than him actually growing tired of his bride; that, and the fact that his penchant for rough breast play during sex had gradually exceeded even Victoria's tolerances for kinkiness. Like nearly all women these days, Victoria was a perfectly willing – even enthusiastic – participant in extreme anal play, but being suspended from her breasts for hours at a time while her husband played with her nether hole had finally become too much.

However, the taste for such extreme kink still remained with Victoria; but on the reverse side of the bondage. Thankfully, Mary was only too happy to allow Victoria to do the very same things to her that Victoria herself had complained about to her ex-husband so vehemently. The hypocrisy of it all never failed to bring a smirk to Victoria's lips. Perhaps she and her ex were just never meant to be. After all, having two sadists in a relationship was nowhere near as interesting as a well paired sadist and masochist.

She had asked Mary to marry her over two years ago and their wedding was coming up this summer; mere months away. There was only going to be a small ceremony here in England with close friends and family, while the main ceremony would be back in the United States – Mary's family was considerably larger and more conservative and would want to participate in the ceremony. They were both looking forward to the wedding back in the States; and, of course, spending more time with Mary's mother and sisters. Victoria had always thought Laura had the best toy collection.

Mary smiled back weakly – exhausted from her strenuous afternoon – but said nothing in return. Victoria's heart melted; or maybe it was her pussy. Mary always knew exactly what to say – or not say – to get Victoria's motor going. Victoria smiled back, killed the engine, and then opened her door and exited the vehicle.

No sooner had the car's engine died than Alicia, their live-in maid, appeared from the house's inner door pushing Mary's home wheelchair. Victoria had called ahead to provide instructions and Alicia had followed them to the letter; just as she always did. As Victoria moved around the front of the vehicle, she nodded approvingly at the massive slab of latex protruding from the chair's seat; exactly where Mary's well-shaped butt would soon rest. "Thank you, Alicia," Victoria said as she opened the passenger side door while the maid positioned the chair for the transfer. "You even attached the studded plug, just like I requested."

"Thank you, Mistress," Alicia replied with a small curtsy. "When you said that Mistress Mary had been naughty today, I knew you weren't joking when you mandated which plug to use," she added. Despite working for her current employers for over a year, the size of the plugs that always seemed to find their way into Mary's well cared for rectum – or Victoria's well trained back hole for that matter – never failed to scare her slightly. Such large objects would never fit inside her tiny frame. At merely 4' 11", Alicia was a very petite twenty three year old. While her own backside was well trained by her mother, and now maintained by her employer, anatomy physically prevented such plugs from being used on her; her hips were simply not wide enough.

Not that Victoria wasn't constantly pushing the physical limits of Alicia's small rear hole. The mousey little red-head's perky 32D breasts and heart shaped ass guaranteed her continuous attention from the mistress-of-the-house's insatiable appetite for hot, young, female ass. The sizable plug that was continuously stretching her nether hole at all times was a testament to that.

The French Maid outfits that were her daily uniforms had attachment points built into their construction; which was really no surprise there as all modern women's clothes had similar hard points. Alicia's outfit was fairly traditional: It started with a tight black leather corset which made her already small frame appear almost fragile. Above the corset, a quarter-cup push-up bra enhanced her creamy white cleavage while at the same time leaving her hard, pink nipples exposed at all times. Below, a black mini-skirt that almost covered her pussy mound when she stood up straight and did nothing to hide her bald cunt and painfully plugged ass whenever she bent over – an act which she was required to perform for any movement that it could possibly be incorporated into. A frilly white apron, black garters and stocking, black patent leather high heels, and classic maid's hat completed the ensemble. She would have thought of herself as looking ridiculous – especially when she went to the market with nothing else to cover her body – if not for the fact that most of the maids she met in the neighborhood had a very similar attire; and compared to some uniforms she'd seen out in public, hers was downright conservative!

"Yes, she has been naughty," Victoria continued as she unbuckled Mary and helped her out of the car. Locking the wheels of the chair, Alicia quickly moved over to grab the leg closest to her and assist her mistress in aligning Mary's empty and well-dilated anus up with the pre-lubricated six and a quarter inch wide, twenty two inch long, studded latex rectum wrecker through the cutout in the woman's expensively tailored business skirt.

Mary only moaned at the familiar penetration of her favorite punishment dildo and gripped the arms guiding her downwards. Just like her mother, Laura Wilder back in the States, Mary had a full set of heavy grit dilation plugs for serious punishment – as did any proper woman – but she'd never considered those her 'favorite' punishment plugs. The large studded plugs that Victoria preferred to punish her with brought almost as much pleasure as they brought pain; which only meant double pleasure to an unabashed anal masochist like Mary Wilder. She let out a soft sigh of pleasure as she felt her butt checks come to rest against the chairs comfortable seat and the extra long rectal violator come to rest against the base of her lungs. Mary took a few seconds to enjoy the sensation of fullness in her behind as Victoria adjusted the lap restraint.

"You won't be sighing for long, Mon Amour," Victoria commented to Mary about her audible sound of pleasure. Turning back towards Alicia, who had taken position behind the chair, "Wheel her around the block for an hour or so, just to get her nice and loosened up for later tonight, won't you please, Minette?"

"Of course, Mistress Victoria," Alicia responded politely; understanding now why her employer had instructed her to insert a four and a half inch wide, studded dilation plug up her own bottom. That was quite a sizeable plug for such a petite woman as Alicia. Mary would not be the only one who would be sore and well stretched-out after their walk. She contemplated her probable fate tonight as she began pushing Mary out of the garage and down the short driveway to the sidewalk. Probably better than Mary if she had been naughty, she figured, as she looked down at the back of the wheelchair.

Unlike the chair which Mary rode in during work hours, the backside of this chair was wide open for the world to see. As Alicia rounded the corner and began heading south down the street, she watched the sizable dildo extract itself about six inches from Mary's poor bottom, rotate thirty degrees and then pound back to its maximum depth. The speed of the penetrations was geared directly into the speed of the chair's wheels; the faster Alicia walked, the harder Mary would be punished. Of course, there was a ten-speed gear selection lever up on the handle. The higher the speed, the faster the fucking was relative to the speed of the chair. In the tenth gear, and when the person pushing the chair was at a decent jog, the speed off the attached dildo could make the female in the chair's teeth rattle violently. Alicia had witnessed that occurrence on many occasions when she'd accompanied Victoria on her daily morning jog.

Of course, Mary's workplace wheelchair was identically equipped. Its inner workings were just hidden from view for the benefit of the clueless students. The helpful young women actually thought they were doing Mary favors when Victoria instructed them to wheel her around Saint Patty's school grounds for an hour or so every afternoon so Mary could get some fresh air. Although, truth be told, they were indeed doing Mary's ever eager asshole marvelous favors.

Feeling a little more sadistic than usual – which Alicia was sure was partly due to the growing soreness in her own tight hole – she clicked the lever from second to third and then to fourth gear. The higher gears brought about a noticeable change in the sound the fucking mechanism made as it went about its business; as well as the sounds emanating from Mary on the receiving end of the device. Neither woman made any comments regarding the gear change as they walked along.

Mary let out a soft groan of mixed pleasure and pain. She swore she could hear the vibration of her tightly stretched sphincter from the plug's latex studs ripping in and out of it. She knew it was her imagination, but she swore it was an audible hum. It almost sounded like a plastic comb running over her fingers.

Such public displays of anal depravity would have mortified her nineteen year old self before she'd come to Saint Patty's those many years ago but now, at twenty seven, she found such things normal; almost comforting. She almost pitied her mother and sisters back in America for the backwardness they had to put up with.

No sooner had that thought crossed her hormone-addled mind than she was once again reminded that she lived in Europe. As she was pushed past a bright red Porsche 911 Carrera, that had just parked along the side of the road, the woman in the driver's seat got out of the car and bent over to reach back inside. As Mary and Alicia approached, they could easily see up inside the woman's fully dilated rectum as her mini skirt rode high on her hips and the gaper panties she wore stretched her sphincter to its maximum. Her bald, moist pussy lips were equally visible under her yawning rear chasm as the skirt rose further.

"Good evening, Mrs. Carver," Mary managed to get out as they passed.

Without standing up or attempting to cover herself, the woman simply looked back over her shoulder and answered, "Hello, Mary. Pleasant evening isn't it?" as she stuck her shapely butt out a little farther for Mary's viewing pleasure. The shape of a large pink latex cone affixed to the driver's seat was clearly visible as Mary was wheeled past. Mrs. Carver was cleaning lubricant from it with a tissue.

"Very pleasant," Mary answered as she admired the woman's destroyed anus and beautiful car equally.

"Have a good ride, dear!" Mary heard her say as they walked past. She knew that Mrs. Carver had a full view of the thick toy plowing into her defenseless ass as the wheelchair rolled away; just as Mrs. Carver knew that Mary and Alicia had had an unobstructed view up her gaping asshole as she'd cleaned off her driving cone. Despite the wanton displays of anal perversions that had just been exhibited by both parties, all Mary could think was: who the hell parks a Porsche 911 Carrera on the side of the street?!

Perhaps she'd been in the UK a bit too long, she thought.

"I will," Mary called back over her shoulder; and she planned on just that.

After another minute, Alicia clicked the lever to the fifth gear and the fucking mechanism began to whine slightly. Mary rolled her head back and closed her eyes to fully enjoy her punishment. Alicia took the opportunity to admire her charge's deep cleavage from her higher position. God! She wished her breasts were that size naturally! Maybe if they were, she could attract a nice man or woman and settle down instead of being a mere maid. There was always time though; she was still young.
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