Chapter 10: Secrets Revealed

Jimmy bounded up the wide stone steps and attacked the brass knocker with gusto, making a sound like a brief burst of machine gun fire which shattered the quiet of the morning and scared several small birds into the air.

After a short while the door opened a crack, and Sarah's sleepy face peered out. Jimmy could see she was processing his face through memory banks that were struggling into wakefulness. Recognition flickered in her sleepy eyes and she smiled.

The door swung open into a pastel blue hall with a polished wood floor. To the right, at the foot of the stairs, stood a sparsely populated coat rack. Down the hallway Jimmy could see an open door and the hall assumedly turned right beyond the stairs.

"Hi Squirt. Come on in." Sarah yawned.

Straight from her bed, Sarah was prettily dishevelled. Her hair needed the attentions of a brush, but the short red silk Kimono was enough to distract Jimmy from her lack of grooming. The fact that it hung off one shoulder making it gap open, and only reached mid thigh probably helped too.

"Hi Sarah, thanks. Did I wake you?"

Sarah caught Jimmy by the arm as he passed over the threshold, and she moved towards him.

"Yes, but I'll forgive you if you give me a good morning kiss."

Jimmy never got the chance to agree. Sarah's lips closed on his and her arms went around him. Jimmy responded in kind and his roving hands soon established that Sarah was naked under her robe. The kiss grew in passion as his hands cupped the firm globes of her ass, and Sarah rubbed her enthusiastic body against his, making the lump in his jeans swell further. What Lizzie had started Sarah was doing a great job of finishing.

"Christ Sarah! You could at least close the door first." Claire's voice was sharp, angry.

Sarah squeaked and stepped away from Jimmy so quickly he felt like a hot potato or maybe more accurately a forbidden fruit. His head turned toward Claire's voice and then back toward the open door. He realised he was closest and closed it. Claire was advancing along the hall's polished wood floor in careful, menacing strides.

Sarah stood with her head bowed, and her hands clasped in front of her.

"Have I been a bad girl?" Soft, timid.

"Yes! You'll be punished later."

Sarah squeaked and fled down the hall to what Jimmy decided was her room. The door banged shut behind her.

Claire was comfortably dressed in jeans and a cropped t-shirt. For once her feet were bare. She'd added touches of make up to accent her beauty, but her mane of auburn hair made Jimmy's fingers itch for a brush.

"Hi Claire." There was just a hint of trepidation in his voice.

As Claire advanced on Jimmy, a slow smile spread across her face parting her ruby lips.

"Hello Sweety." Dripping with honey.

Claire folded her arms about Jimmy's shoulders and taking a handful of hair bent his head back so she could lower her lips to his. As her tongue probed his mouth she pushed a knee between his and her thigh contacted his groin. Jimmy's arms went about Claire's waist and slid down over her round behind where they grasped her tightly. For a few moments he was like a terrier humping her thigh. Jimmy broke away from the kiss.

"Do I get punished too?"

"I don't punish guests for not knowing the rules of the house."

"Ummmm, which rule did she break?"

"No door step kissing. Inside, door closed, no problem. What the neighbours don't see they can't talk about. That's very important, and Sarah knows it."

"What's the punishment?" Jimmy wasn't sure he wanted to know, but he couldn't help asking.

"A bare bottomed spanking."

Jimmy's eyes went wide with surprise.

"She loves it too. She makes sure she does something wrong at least once a week, just to get her behind smacked. By the time I've finished, she'll have leaked pussy juice all over my thigh, and I'll end up fingering her till she cums."

"You're joking right?"

"Not at all. Do you want to do the spanking?"

"Uhhhhh, no. I don't think that would be right."

"I think she'd like it to be you. You could fuck her after instead of fingering her. We can talk about it later anyway. Come and have some breakfast or something, I'm just going to have mine. Sarah and Jodi are going shopping so we can move some furniture without anyone getting in the way."

Claire released Jimmy from her embrace and led him down the hall, past Sarah's silent room. Turning right at the bottom of the hall revealed two doors. The open one to the left led into the kitchen, and the closed one to the right assumedly led down to the basement.

The enormous kitchen had a table that would seat eight at its centre, surrounded by the said number of ladder-back chairs. It was a warm and friendly place. A radio was playing in the background. The kitchen had a wealth of cabinetry and work surfaces, and many a gadget was there to be seen. There was a goodly sized television with a DVD player sitting on top, which struck Jimmy as a little unusual. The smell of fresh coffee filled the air and he realised he'd been able to smell it since the front door had opened. A large picture window looked out on to the neat back garden, and the sill was lined with potted plants. Over in a corner a small palm tree grew in a big pot.

"Hey, a Triffid!"

Claire laughed a little.

"It's a dwarf banana palm actually."

"Ah... This is a huge kitchen."

"The kitchen used to be downstairs, but when the house converted for bed-sits they thought a big kitchen stroke diner would be a good place to socialise. We all like our privacy, but we have a rotor for who's cooking and mostly we eat together, maybe watch some TV if we're not going out." Claire pointed vaguely at the table. "Have a seat... want some coffee?"

Jimmy pulled out a chair and sat down parallel to the table.

"Please."

"Gonna have some toast with me?"

"Yeah, I'm always hungry."

So it was that Claire had her back turned to make the toast when Jodi wandered in to the kitchen.

"Morning, Claire."

Without looking around.

"Hey Jodi."

"Oh. Hi Squirter."

Jimmy had to clear his throat.

"Hi Jodi."

Jodi gave him a smouldering, H-bomb of a smile as she walked the few steps toward him. It was all she wore. The long limbed, slim hipped, narrow shouldered girl swayed closer. Jimmy's eyes ran over her. Jodi's raspberry pink areola crinkled and her nipples began to protrude. But it was her darkly blonde pubic bush perfectly trimmed and shaved into the shape of a heart, with its point right at the top of her slit that Jimmy's eyes kept sliding back to. Jodi put her hands on his shoulders and sat astride him, sliding her self up against his very erect, very trapped penis.

Jodi pressed her breasts against Jimmy as she put her face next to his.

"Are you always hard?" Jodi whispered.

"You'd be disappointed if I wasn't." Jimmy whispered back.

"That's a fact," Jodi smiled. "Can I have a good morning kiss?"

"Of course."

Jimmy's hands were sliding up from her hips as her head tilted on one side and her lips closed with his. Barely an inch separated them when...

"Jodiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii."

The note of complaint in Claire's voice was clear.

Jodi winked at Jimmy before she turned a mask of perfect innocence to Claire.

"Something wrong?"

"Don't tell me you didn't hear Jimmy trying to knock the front door down?"

"That's why I hurried down to say hello."

"Haven't you forgotten something? We have a dress code remember."

"Yeah, but, Squirter's a friend."

"Yes... My friend. Get off him Jodi."

Jodi gave Jimmy peck on the lips and got up. She moved away from Jimmy and moved toward Claire instead.

"You'll be punishing me then?"

"Yes, along with Sarah."

"Oh, well, that'll be fun anyway."

Claire pulled a piece of paper off of a pin board.

"Here's a shopping list, get dressed and take Sarah out with you."

Jodi smiled then for reasons Jimmy couldn't fathom.

"We'll see you later then." Jodi turned back to Jimmy. "Bye Jimmy, see you later."

Jodi ducked out without waiting for Jimmy to reply.

Claire brought over a tray of toasted bread, butter, jam and marmalade, and then a pot of fresh coffee.

"So Jodi should have been dressed?"

"Yep. She probably heard me punish Sarah and thought she'd join in the fun."

"Fun? You sounded angry to me"

Claire smiled.

"It's a game called Crime and Punishment that we play. I have to play my part properly." Claire could see that Jimmy didn't necessarily understand what she was saying. "I'll explain the game when we go and dismantle the bed and I can explain it to you better. I guess Jodi made you hard?"

Jimmy was slightly taken a back by the bluntness of the question.

"She had plenty of help, but she would have managed on her own."

Claire grinned and started on the toast, so Jimmy followed suit.

"This morning has been rather like Saturday night. What you all did to me then was fun. I had this stupid grin on my face for about half an hour afterwards. I figured you organised that. This morning I met Lizzie out by the front gate, and she leapt straight on me without any hesitation. Sarah was the same, and to say Jodi was being friendly might be the understatement of the century. I just don't understand why. No girl my age is like that."

"Firstly, it sounds like I'll be including Lizzie in this afternoon's punishments."

Jimmy winced.

"She's not going to like me for that."

"Oh, we'd have found some reason to include her. There's no need to go leaving people out when you're handing out orgasms. To answer your question though, you've aroused their curiosity."

"And that means?"

"That means you have a much larger bulge in your jeans than they expected a fifteen year old boy to have. It means if I hadn't been there Sarah would have dragged you into her room to embark on a voyage of discovery. Or in Jodi's case, you would probably have discovered how hard the kitchen table is on your knees."

"Do you mind if they get to find out?"

"They will do sooner or later. There's no point in my minding."

"I'm almost sure I'll never understand women."

"That's just the way it's supposed to be." Claire smiled. "So, what have you been doing since Sunday morning?"

"Oh, well. Sunday afternoon I hung out with some friends, had one of mum's great roasts Sunday night. Stayed in bed late on Monday, did some shopping with Jane and saw you in the afternoon, and yesterday I went and did some gardening for Mrs Jennings."

"Did you get to meet her daughter's?"

"Yes I did. Do you know much about the family at all?"

"I know they've been looking for a nice young man to introduce to their daughters. Can I assume they found one?"

Claire's tone was neutral, but Jimmy felt instantly guilty. He hadn't felt any real guilt last night when he sat and thought about the events of the day for two hours. But he had concluded he wasn't going to be the father of their child if he wasn't already.

"Yeah, they found one. I got introduced to Mary too, if you see what I mean."

"Well that was thorough of you. Magenta's beautiful, can't blame you there. Mary too come to that, but isn't Scarlet a little young for you? I know you're fifteen, but I thought you liked older women."

"Their ages are irrelevant. I won't be doing any more gardening for them. The more I think about it the less happy I am about yesterday. I want to have children, but not like that. When I'm able to be a father to them it'll be different, but I'm not going to go and get someone pregnant so someone else can be Father to my child."

"That sounds like the Jimmy Stone I know. They'll be disappointed of course, and it might cost you your job."

"I guess there'll be other jobs."

"Of course there will." And then as casually as she could manage Claire asked, "You don't you have a girl friend? Do you?"

This was a perfect opening for Jimmy to get around to asking Claire out.

"No, I don't, but Magenta made it pretty clear she was interested."

"She did?"

"She did. The thing is though, there's someone else I'd rather be seeing."

"There is?"

"There is. But, I don't have much money to take an older woman out to the sort of places she'd be used to going. I probably wouldn't get into some of those places, and my mum would get angry if I started drinking. Not that I don't have the odd beer or glass of wine at home, but I've never been into a pub and had a drink."

"So dating you would mean going places like the cinema, maybe the odd inexpensive restaurant, snuggling up on the sofa and watching movies, picnics in the country if she drives, those sorts of things? All with a really nice guy, who's kind and considerate, instead of being full of macho bullshit? She gets to give up the horrific cattle market that nightclubs are, and the not so wonderful alternative of getting drunk down the pub with the girls. Does she get to stay over?"

"I hadn't thought about that. You'll have noticed I don't have a very big bed."

"I was wondering about your mum. Does she know her little boy has a sex life?"

"Yeah, she heard us Sunday morning."

"And you're not even grounded? She took that well."

"She said she was jealous at first, but she'd gotten over it by the time I went down for breakfast." Immediately Jimmy wished he could have that sentence back.

Puzzlement clouded Claire's features.

"She was jealous? Why jealous?" A few moments later Claire's eyes went wide as realisation rearranged her features and her mouth dropped open. "You're fucking your mother as well as your sister?"

It was Jimmy's turn to be surprised, shocked even. He lowered his head to his hands.

"Oh, fuck!" Jimmy was dismayed that he'd let that secret out. As far as he was concerned there was no chance of Claire going out with him now, she'd probably be totally disgusted by what he was doing with his mother and sister.

Claire slipped off her seat and knelt in front of Jimmy. She put her hands on his thighs.

"Its ok Jimmy. Jane and I don't have any secrets from each other. She was just bursting with the news Saturday morning. I think it's beautiful that you love each other so much. And whilst your mother has sometimes struck me as a bit of an Ice Queen, I can understand why you're attracted to her. I know Jane is too. Does Jane know about you and your mum?"

Jimmy took his face out of his hands, and let out a sigh.

"Yeah, Jane knows about me and mum, but mum doesn't know that Jane knows. Mum knows about Jane and me, but mum doesn't know that Jane knows that mum knows. They want to be together too, but I haven't worked out how to make that happen yet."

"So, you've got two beautiful women at home. I bet they are both just crazy about that big dick of yours, and you want a girl friend as well?"

"This is going to sound bad. Really bad, but at first it was a question of camouflage. Jane said I had to have a girlfriend. Otherwise, after a while it's going to look odd to my friends that I don't go out much anymore and don't seem to want a girlfriend. There aren't many girls my age that interest me, but I was willing to do what was necessary and maybe have some fun along the way. But there's been an older woman I've had these fantasies about for months now, she's very beautiful and really sexy. Apart from that though, she's a really nice person. Right from the first time we were introduced she's been nice to me, treated me like an equal, never like a kid. She never complained that I wanted to spend time with her and my sister when she came to our house. We actually seem to have some interests in common. Of course I never thought of asking her for a date. Why would she be interested in a boy of fifteen? Then a few days ago she did something that made me decide to ask. I wouldn't be asking her because I needed that camouflage I mentioned either. I wanted to ask her because I really like her, of course it's all different now."

With her hands still on Jimmy's thighs Claire knelt up and kissed him.

"If you really like this older woman so much I think you still have to ask her. You don't want to go through life wondering what might have been. So don't pass up on this chance because it might never come again. Besides, she may have secrets of her own that you might not like. Had you thought about that?"

Jimmy had his hands in Claire's glorious hair, where he was finger combing her titian tresses. He smiled, for he knew that she wouldn't refuse him, knew that she had secrets of her own. Not that he had any anymore. Jimmy leant forward and kissed Claire on the tip of her cute little nose.

"I've come to realise that you're a very special person. To know what you do about me and not be disgusted surprises me. I'd like to get to know you better than I do, and so I ask that you allow me the privilege of taking you out, and hope we can spend more time like this alone together."

Claire smiled and Jimmy's heart thudded a little faster, it suddenly felt like it filled his whole chest. He felt distinctly warm all over. He smiled back.

"Yes, I'd like that very much." For a long moment they embraced. "There're two things though. Firstly come downstairs and help me with the bed and I'll tell you about me and my secrets, and secondly you have to take a test."

"I have to take a test?"

Claire laughed as she got up, and taking Jimmy by the hand she towed him along in her wake.

"Yeah, its nothing serious, I'll tell you about it after we have the new bed in and we've christened it."

"Now, that sounds like fun."

Claire led the way out of the kitchen and across the hall. Through the door opposite there was a flight of stairs. At the bottom of which there were two plain white doors. Between the doors were a dozen light switches. Claire clicked on the top row before she unlocked the right hand door and pushed it open.

"This is our Punishment Room." Claire walked inside and out of sight.

There was purple carpet on the floor, but the walls were black. Things hung on the walls. Things like, assorted whips, paddles, riding crops and canes. There were various chains with padded manacles on the end. Ropes ran over pulleys. There were odd and assorted bits of furniture that didn't at first make sense, apart from the bed that was. Except, there were manacles hanging from the bed's corner posts. It looked like a torture chamber to Jimmy.

Claire had taken up position on the bed among the black satin pillows and sheets. She lay on her side her head propped up on a hand smiling at Jimmy's open-mouthed expression. She rolled off the bed, and began pulling the covers off.

"What is all this stuff?"

Claire dropped the sheets on the floor and walked over where Jimmy was studying an odd looking wooden framework.

"This is a Punishment Gate. This padded rail at the top can be adjusted for height. Take your shoes off and I'll show you."

Jimmy slipped off his Nikes, which left him barefooted.

Claire manoeuvred Jimmy's feet into the right places and adjusted it. "Ok, the cuffs down there, go around the ankles of the person to be punished, and they bend over and grasp the far rail, where they are can also be cuffed if you think they'll be difficult or evasive. Bend over, and get a feel for it."

Jimmy wasn't quite on tiptoe as he bent over the rail and grasped the furthest bar, but he definitely felt taut. From his position he could see the full array of whips etcetera. Claire also came into his field of vision.

"The Punishment Gate isn't generally used for a spanking. That's where all these come in." Claire gestured at the array on the wall. "A good bit of terror can be instilled into someone by choosing something really nasty to beat them with. I always have something else hidden out of sight to use though. I don't actually beat anyone to the point where they won't be able to sit down the next day, and I never leave a mark that won't be gone in an hour or so."

Jimmy got up off the Gate.

"This is a game?" Briefly Jimmy wondered if Jane were ever a player.

"There's more to it than that as you'll see, but it's a game that we play, and we do it because we like it. Don't make any judgements yet." Claire led Jimmy over to a straight back chair that looked like it belonged up in the kitchen. "Sit, up straight, knees together."

Jimmy did as instructed.

Claire lay down across his knees. Her hands and feet reached the floor, and her ass was presented for spanking.

"Now if I was going to be spanked I'd be bare bottomed but if I start taking my clothes off now we'll never get this bed out before the new one arrives. So you'll just have to do it as I am."

"Do what?"

"Smack my bottom. I'm a naughty girl, and I deserve it."

"You want me to do it for real?"

"Yes. Just a couple on each cheek."

Jimmy raised his hand and brought it down sharply.

"Harder." Claire flinched and writhed a little but didn't cry out.

Jimmy switched cheeks.

"Harder." Claire flinched again, her hip grinding against Jimmy's groin and doing interesting things to him.

Jimmy delivered his last two smacks to a yelp and a whimper from Claire, and much grinding of hips. Jimmy had become quite hard again.

"Get up, please."

Claire slid off his lap and knelt before him. She was flushed Jimmy noted, but that was most likely from blood rushing to her head while she lay like that.

"That's really not for you is it?"

"No. I don't like the thought of causing you or any woman pain. I wouldn't mind being chained to the bed though. I'm not sure I want it to involve whips mind you."

Claire nodded in understanding as she listened, and then an evil grin spread across her face.

"Ah, so you think you might like a little Tie and Tease? Well that's the primary use of that bench over there." Claire pointed. "Although for just two a bed is a better option. Let me show you the bench, and then we'll get the bed out. After that I'll let you in on all my secrets."

Jimmy got up and followed without a word.

The bench in question was padded and a little more than a foot wide for most of its length, but the last foot was much slimmer, no more than six inches across. Manacles were attached to the legs at the thick end, and another pair dangled from about the middle.

"Sit on this end where the manacles are, and lay back."

Jimmy did as he was told.

Claire snapped the manacles around Jimmy's ankles and fastened his wrists in the same way. She straddled his hips lowering hers in a sensuous, circling gyration until she ground tantalisingly against him.

Within thirty seconds Jimmy was fully hard, and quite uncomfortable in his jeans. Claire's motion had changed too, and now she rubbed her groin along his trapped tumescence. Claire abruptly sat on Jimmy's hips and lent forward resting her crossed arms on his chest.

"This bench is where you'll be tested this afternoon."

"What's with this test anyway?" He almost added a groan of discomfort. It wasn't that Claire's weight on him was too much, at least, no more so than his hard cock in a spot where he couldn't get it comfortable anyway. Or the fact that his arms weren't in an entirely natural position, but together it was frustrating.

Claire grinned.

"Another one of our house rules. Whenever one of us gets a serious approach from a guy, he has to be proved worthy."

Claire was still grinning, which made Jimmy slightly uncomfortable.

"Proved worthy?"

"That's what I said."

"What's the test then?"

"You'll find out this afternoon."

"What happens if I fail?"

"I have to share you with the rest of the girls, or reject you. But that's their decision not mine."

"That hardly seems fair."

"Maybe not, but it's easy to find out how much a guy wants to date you, by how hard he tries."

"I'll be trying really hard."

"You'd better pass Sweety, because I don't want to have to share you with five other women. Two others, is more than enough."

"I'm not just interested in sex you know."

Claire lowered her lips towards Jimmy's, her hair spilling around them as she moved slowly closer. Her tongue flicked across Jimmy's lips.

"You mean you don't have an insane desire to fuck me every time you lay eyes on me?"

"Well yes, but we won't be stuck for things to do together apart from that. At least I don't think we will, I guess that's something we have to find out."

Claire nodded her understanding. Her tongue licked around Jimmy's lips always avoiding his attempts to capture it. She kissed his nose briefly since he liked to do that to her, kissed his lips for only slightly longer and sat up.

"Now you're hard and I'm wet, but we have work to do."

Claire got up and unfastened Jimmy's manacles. Jimmy sat up and flexed muscles that had been held immobile for a few minutes.

"You're sure we don't have time before the new bed arrives?"

"Absolutely not. Besides, we'll have time to cool down and then you can get me all excited again."

Jimmy shook his head, mildly frustrated, totally uncomprehending of women.

"OK. The bed"

A few minutes later they were manhandling the mattress across the room and out the door. Getting it up the stairs was a challenge but it soon stood in the hallway. Claire disappeared into the kitchen and came back with a small toolbox, and it was back to the basement. With a couple of adjustable spanners they removed the manacles and their chains from the brass bedstead and then broke it down into its component parts.

A few trips up to the hall and the old bed was ready to be swapped for the new.

They went back to the kitchen to get some more coffee, and headed back down to the punishment room.

"Well Sweety, you've been distracted up till now, so you haven't noticed the other feature of this room. Take a good look around and tell me what you see apart from the furnishings and paraphernalia."

Jimmy had only been looking for a minute or so when he spotted the first one. It was black and set partly into the ceiling so it was quite unobtrusive. After that seven other cameras set into the ceiling were easy to spot. When he turned to face Claire who leant against a wall drinking her coffee Jimmy wore the biggest grin she'd ever seen set amid a look of total astonishment.

"You make films of your punishment sessions?"

"Yes, and the sex we all have as a result."

Claire couldn't help but grin back. She could see Jimmy's mind running from one question to another unable to choose what to ask or say.

"Wow. I bet you have quite a video library." Jimmy managed eventually.

Claire laughed.

"So it doesn't bother you that your prospective girlfriend makes lesbian porn films? Would it bother you if I had a website too?"

"Why should it? They only get to worship you from afar. I get to do it up close and personal." The grin on Jimmy's face seemed to keep getting wider.

"Come next door and I'll show you the website."

Jimmy choked out a laugh as Claire towed him along. There was a slight pause while she unlocked the other door and hit the three bottom light switches. A fat bundle of cables ran down the right hand wall and disappeared under a desk into the backs of three computers. There were five monitors and three keyboards on the desk plus assorted other equipment. Over on the far left stood a server cabinet, a desk with another monitor and keyboard on it. The windows were curtained in white, which he hadn't noticed from outside. On the wall behind the door there were two wardrobes and a rail of clothes that were virtually all black, mostly shiny, and very skimpy.

Claire sat Jimmy down by the server cabinet, and stood behind him putting her hands on his shoulders.

"Just wiggle the mouse Sweety."

Jimmy reached out and moved the mouse. A few moments later the LCD display flickered into life. The banner read, Mistress Claire's. Below Claire stood by a red velvet curtain wearing thigh length black vinyl stiletto heeled boots, fishnet stockings, a tiny vinyl g-string, and leather Basque. Long vinyl gloves climbed her arms to above the elbows, and she held a riding crop in her hands. Her hair was scraped back from her face and pinned back. Her breasts were bare, but topped by gold stars to keep the image from being offensive to the unwary surfer. Below the image were the standard buttons: Leave Now, Member's Entrance, Free Tour etc.

Claire's hands slid down Jimmy's chest and her arms wrapped around him as her face slid next to his.

"Do you like the outfit?"

"Oh, I definitely like the outfit, but if there's someone behind that curtain I'm glad it's not me."

"Riding crop or feather duster, both can be implements of punishment or pleasure. I can have more fun with a feather duster in the right circumstances in all honesty, but the image is to draw in the customers. Click enter, and be aware that the image behind the curtain is a fake."