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An Exciting Evening, Part Two
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An Exciting Evening
Part 2
Together, we went down the hall and into my bedroom. Jean was
standing
in the middle of the floor crying. When she saw Drew with me, she wailed,
"What's he doing here!!!!"
"I am going to show him how little girls are punished when they act
like
sluts!!!!!"
"No, it's not fair!!!", she wailed.
"Too bad," I said, "you should have thought of that when you were
acting
like a whore and letting that boy have his way with you!!!!"
"Now, get out of those clothes!!!!!" I said.
"NO, not in front of HIM!!!!!!", Jean cried.
SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP "NOW!!!!!!!!", I yelled.
Crying loudly, with tears streaming down her bright red, stinging
cheeks, Jean slowly begin unbuttoning her blouse. Her fingers trembled as
she unbuttoned each button and she fumbled several times before finally
getting it unbuttoned. Slowly, she spread her blouse open and slipped it
off
of her smooth, creamy shoulders. Letting it fall to the floor, she stood
trembling. Her hands slowly went behind her and she fumbled as she
unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt, finally letting it pool at her feet.
Stepping out of it, she stood with her head down, tears still streaming
down
her cheeks, he body shaking as she continued crying.
She looked so lovely standing there in just her white bra and little
slip of panties. Both were almost translucent and you could see the dark
of
her nipples through her bra and the faint hint of her wispy pubic hair
showed
through her panties.
"Take everything off," I commanded!!!
Turning scarlet, Jean slowly reached behind her and unhooked her
bra, letting it slide forward and off of her arms. Her hands went to her
waist and she slowly hooked her fingers in the waist band of her panties
and
begin pushing them down her legs. As they went down, Jean lifted her
right
leg and slipped her panties over her foot and then did the same with her
left
leg. Dropping them on the floor, she stood with her head bowed and her
hands
held before her trying to cover her nakedness. I moved to her and pulled
her
hands away from her body and pushed them to her side. She stood there
sobbing, trembling, as her breasts and pubic area were on display for Drew
and me to see. Her breasts were small with very dark brown nipples which
we
both could see were stiff. Her pubic area was almost bare and you could
see
her lips clearly as there was very little hair. With her head hung down
and
still crying, the tears streamed down her cheeks and dripped on to her
tiny
little breasts.
Walking across the room, I went to the closet. Opening the door, I
stood for a moment looking inside - trying to decide. Finally, I made up
my
mind and reached in to the closet and took something in my hand. Turning
slowly, Jean and Drew both saw that I was holding a long, 1/2" wide black
leather belt. Letting it swing from my hand, I walked slowly back across
the
room to stand in front of Jean. I took the belt in both hands and slowly
doubled it as I stood in front of Jean. Holding it, I raised my arm and
drew
the belt across her chest between her breasts and down across the skin of
her
stomach. I could see the muscles slightly rippling as Jean felt the
leather
as it caressed her lovely, soft skin.
"You know what happens when you act naughty, don't you, darling?" I
asked.
Trembling, Jean replied "Yes Mommy!!!"
"Tell Drew, then, darling!"
"Mommy whips me!!!", said Jean, her voice quivering.
Throughout all of this Drew had stood silently, almost disbelieving
what
he was seeing. He had not said one word, just stood there as if he was
afraid to move or speak. Glancing at him, my eyes traveled downward and I
could see that he had become aroused by watching this. The front of his
pants looked as if he had a tent pole stuck inside of them. Smiling
slightly, I turned back to Jean.
"Now darling, go get the things you know I will need," I ordered.
Turning, Jean slowly walked to the dresser. Opening the top drawer,
Jean raised up on her toes to be able to see better to get what she
needed.
Her taut, pert little bottom was so shapely and so creamy white. Reaching
in, Jean removed some items and then turned and walked back to me.
Reaching
out, she handed me a pair of handcuffs and some leather bracelets.
"Put the bracelets on your ankles, darling", I ordered.
Turning bright pink, Jean knelt down and fastened first one and then
the
other leather bracelet around each ankle. Finished fastening the velcro
straps, she rose to her feet to stand in front of me.
"Hold out your arms, darling", I said.
Obeying, she stretched her arms toward me, her hands close together.
I
took the handcuffs and fastened one side around her right wrist. As I
snapped it closed, Jean trembled a little. I put the other cuff around
her
left wrist and snapped it shut. As her hands dropped back in front of
her, I
leaned forward and gently kissed Jean on her lips, my lips slowly
caressing
hers in a tender kiss.
Pulling back I said, "You know Mommy loves you, don't you baby?"
"Yes, Mommy" Jean replied.
"Now, baby, go get on the bed on your stomach."
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