Chapter 14: Home Again

Jennifer took hold of her bag and walked up to the door. Today it was unlocked like it normally was. That meant he wasn't mad at her.

"Dad, I'm home." She slung her backpack down and made a lunge for the couch and waited for her father to show.

Henry Wilson came in to see his daughter. He smiled at her and said, "How did it go?" Then he looked at her glowing face and said, "Never mind. I can see that this is agreeing with you. I haven't seen you look quite this happy since your mother was here. Slavery obviously agrees with you. He grew a bit pensive. "And I guess you will be heading over to see Paul too, soon. I'm going to miss you but this is very good for you." Then he brightened up. "I'll tell you what. Why don't we just get you fixed up for Paul. I know just what to do. We'll surprise him."

When Jennifer agreed, he led her upstairs. "Strip naked, I want everything off."

He came in a few minutes later to find her nude, sitting on her bed waiting for him. "Lie down on your back," he told her. "Now spread your legs just a little."

Jennifer, by this time, was no longer shy about her body. She did as she was told.

Henry impersonally squirted some shaving cream on her sex and took out a safety razor from a small bag and began to shave her pubic area. Jennifer's eyes grew wide at his ministrations but something had changed. She was obedient even though embarrassed. In a few minutes it was over and he wiped the remaining foam off with a towel, causing her to squirm. Henry examined her and was satisfied.

Next he told her to stand up. He picked up what looked like a strange collection of straps and buckles and dropped it over her head. As he began to pull and fasten them, she realized it was a kind of harness much like a dog would wear but it had more straps. The bottom ones went around her thighs with straps running up the outside of her legs to the one around her waist. Then two more straps ran up her sides to a set that criss-crossed her belly up to the straps that outlined her breasts and supported them from underneath.

After Henry got everything just right, he let Jennifer look in the mirror. She looked terrific. The straps emphasized her figure. Henry added a pair of matching black shoes with heels so high, she could barely walk in them. Then he sat her down at her mother's dressing table and started to put on heavy make-up. She couldn't believe the transformation. From being a fresh-faced high school girl, she now looked ravishing and exotic. He added a ribbon in her hair and brushed it as well.

He had her stand up and looked her over. They were both pleased. "Now, one last thing before I drive you over to Paul."

She looked at him expectantly. "I think giving you to him with a bright red bottom would be a perfect touch," he said as he picked up a leather strap.

Jennifer flinched at the thought of getting spanked but agreed with her father. She made her way over to him and examined the paddle. She wasn't afraid of it, she accepted it.

She laid down across his lap and gave him room to adjust her. "Mind if I wear a robe over this, I would like to spring it on him as a surprise." She wondered how shocked Paul would be when he saw her dressed like this.

She braced herself for the paddle.

Betty didn't live too far away. She only lived about five blocks down. She pulled into her driveway, sure her parents had already been called about the earlier events and wondered if they had been notified that the program was no longer in effect.

She pressed the garage button and parked the car inside. She turned it off and stepped out of the door. She didn't bother locking the car back up.

She walked over to the garage door and unlocked it. Then she slipped in and waited to hear any angry voices coming from her parents but didn't hear anyone.

"Mom, Dad, I'm home. We need to talk. Something happened at school today."

Betty's parents were in the kitchen getting dinner together. "What happened, dear? Are you OK?" asked her mother.

She didn't even know how to tell them. She hemmed and hawed a bit and then her father got impatient. "Spit it out, girl. What happened?"

"Well, Mr. Rushworth kind of got mad at me."

Her mother looked at her. "Yes? Were you punished?"

"Well, he spanked me."

"It's about time. I'm sure that straightened things out."

"Yeah, well, that's not all."

Little by little the story came out. When she finally finished up with the new program and being given to Paul, her parents looked at each other. "I don't think we can have that," her father said. "We had better get you to another school."

To her parents surprise, Betty protested. "NO! I don't want to go to another school."

"What?" said her mother in surprise. "I thought you'd be traumatized. I mean NUPEP is one thing but this slave thing, I don't know."

Betty said, "I can't explain it. I don't understand what's going on myself. I just know that I have to do this."

Her father said, "Are you sure? Paul is a teenage boy. He is going to want everything from you." He looked at her meaningfully.

"I sure hope so," was Betty's reply. Then she blushed. "He has me and Jennifer."

"Two girls?" asked her mother, shocked.

"Yes," Betty told her. "There aren't enough boys to go around anyway and besides, I like Paul. He has experience."

"Are you sure?" said her father, again.

Betty got a determined look. "Yes, I have to do this. I just have to." She thought about being in Paul's control, of being helpless to do anything but whatever he wanted. Suddenly she missed him and wanted to be with him no matter what. "I just have to throw a few things together. Can you drive me over?"

It was arranged and she went upstairs to pack.

Betty didn't really know what to take, she didn't know what to expect. She decided simple would be the key. She took two sets of clothing, one for if she got to wear any tomorrow and one if something happened to the other. You always need a backup, she thought

She placed those in her bag and then walked into the bathroom. She gathered the necessaries. She picked up her toothbrush, a comb, some body bath and an assortment of other things she called "essential".

She placed the bag back on her bed, reexamined everything her bag and was satisfied. She closed her door and planted herself in front of the mirror. "I hope he does take what he wants." She twirled around, trying to make sure everything looked ok.

The clothes she was wearing weren't going to do. She wanted Paul to like what he saw. She rummaged through her closet and tried to find something. She really didn't have anything that exposed her body, her parents didn't like that. She found an old pair of jeans and a snug pink blouse.

After slipping it on, she picked up her bag and made her way downstairs. She took her car key out of her pocket and laid it on the table, she wouldn't be needing it tonight. "I'm ready."

"Your father will take you over, dear," said her mother. "You look very nice."

Not as nice as Paul thinks I look with less on, she thought to herself.

The two cars arrived at Paul's house at almost the same time. "Hi Tom," said Jennifer's dad.

"Hi Henry," replied Betty's father. "I'm guessing we are both here for the same reason."

"I guess so. Sure wasn't like this when I was in school. Paul is a lucky kid."

"He sure is."

Each of the fathers gave their impatient daughters a finally kiss, got back in the car and drove off. The girls looked at each other awkwardly. Then Betty smiled. "Well co-Master? Shall we go in?"

Jennifer gave her a big smile and impulsively reached out and hugged her. "No hard feelings?"

"We give our Master whatever he wants," replied Betty.

They went up to the house and knocked. Paul answered. "Come on in girls. My parents went out for the evening so we have the house to ourselves for a few hours. So? What's the deal? Do I get to keep you?"

"Yes, Master," said both girls at the same time, then they all laughed.

"I kind of figured that," said Paul. "I didn't think you'd be here otherwise. "What's with the robe, Jen? I take it you're not dressed underneath?"

Jennifer suddenly found herself shy. She took a deep breath. She hoped her father was right and Paul liked it. Without a word, she opened the robe and let it slid off her shoulders. She just stood there posing, desperately hoping that Paul would like it.

Paul gasped and his eyes got wide. Betty looked at her with naked envy in her eyes. "Holy moley" said Paul staring at her.

Jennifer smiled and pirouetted slowly, raising her hands above her head.

Paul took in her red bottom and her shaved, bare pussy. His cock threatened to burst through his tight jeans. The leather straps, criss-crossing her white skin just emphasized her slender figure. Betty looked at her, open-mouthed. She couldn't imagine how Jennifer could stand up, much less walk, in those heels.

Jennifer saw the two of them just staring at her and she didn't know what they were looking at so intently. "Master, if you don't like this, I can take it off."

"Take it off?" said Paul in shocked tones. "I may not let you take it off to take a bath. You are too gorgeous. I want to get another one for Betty." He turned to Betty. "Take those clothes off this minute. I've been waiting all day to give both of you the spanking I want to give you and I am going to do that right now."

Jennifer was glad Paul liked what he saw. "I'll ask dad when I go back home where he got this and I'll see if we can arrange for Betty to get one."

"Thanks, that would be great" Paul looked over at Betty.

Betty didn't even hesitate. She was waiting for this moment. She quickly stripped off her clothes and left them in an unorganized pile on the floor. "Who goes first?" Betty was praying he would choose her, she wanted the pleasure she felt again.

Paul felt a thrill run through him. Both of them looked so sexy. The harness Jennifer was wearing was incredibly erotic but Betty had a body to die for.

Jennifer stayed in position, she had gotten used to the high heels now but it was still rather challenging to walk or even turn. She did, however, turn around so Paul could see her bright butt. "My father told me to tell you he found me naughty and in need of a spanking before I left."

Paul was just about to answer.

Jennifer paused for a second. "Where are we going to sleep tonight? All three of us can't fit in your bed can we?"

"Oh damn! I didn't think of that." He looked at his bed. "That's way too small." He thought for a second. "We do a lot of camping. We'll go down to the basement and I'll get out the air mattresses. Then we can just line them up next to each other and we'll have plenty of room. But first..." he paused meaningfully. "I want to give each of you a really good spanking." He looked at Jennifer's red bottom.

"I'm sorry if you're already sore but that was up to your dad. I want to have my turn." He felt himself getting harder and harder with anticipation. The girls saw his reaction as his jeans shifted and it triggered their own.

On impulse he moved both girls to stand next to each other and then he leaned forward and began to suck on Betty's nipple. Then he moved to the next breast to do the same thing with Jennifer's. Finally he backed off and said, "OK, let's get on with your spanking." He looked at both girls, trying to decide who he wanted to do first. He decided to begin with Jennifer. He wasn't aware of it consciously but it was because there was an emotional connection with her that he hadn't achieved yet with Betty. It would come but it wasn't there yet.

He moved out an armless chair to the center of the room and sat down. Then he motioned to Jennifer to come forward. She obediently walked over to him and he was fascinated by watching her move. He told her to go back and do it again.

Obediently, Jennifer walked back. She was still not used to walking on her toes and had no real understanding of how the shoes and her natural grace combined to give her the incredibly sexy wriggle that so captivated her new owner. Betty watched Paul and grew jealous. She wanted to capture him that way. "I can walk that way," she said.

Paul said, "OK, let me see you."

Betty tried to walk, throwing her hips from side to side in an exaggerated movement but she just looked silly. Jennifer smiled at her.

Paul said, "We'll get you some shoes too. I think it's the shoes."

Betty pouted and, without realizing it at all, delighted Paul. He realized that each of them offered him their own delights.

He patted his lap and Jennifer knew it was time.

Jennifer made her way to his lap. She looked over at Betty, who she saw, was pouting once again. "It will be your turn soon, I promise." With that, she laid herself over Paul's lap. She smiled. "Master, you're going to have to help me stand when we're done. I don't think I'll be able to get back up."

Betty stamped her foot. She was beginning to realize that Paul liked it when she had her tantrums. "It's just not fair though. You've had him longer. I want to experience it too." She stamped her foot again.

Jennifer started to tell here why but thought it best to let it go over her. She would let Paul say anything that he wanted said, or, if he wanted, to just ignore it.

Paul then turned his attention to the incredibly sexy girl over his lap. She wasn't naked, she was more than naked. The straps set off her body beautifully. Her bottom was already pink and he knew it would be sensitive but this time he wanted to go all the way. He intended to have Jennifer in tears before he was done. Paul was in for a surprise though. Jennifer was ready for him and hoped he would push her. Something deep inside told her that things were about to change for good.

Paul started with a warm up spanking. He started out slow but with no fondling. He would smack and wait to see what her reaction was. Then he would smack her again. At first she squirmed and kicked a little but then it just started to hurt and she surrendered to the pain. She just lay there, unresisting, letting him do with her as he would. Paul got frustrated because he wanted to see a reaction. So he kept on smacking her, expecting to get more of a reaction. He speeded it up and Jennifer started to feel totally helpless. Paul pulled her in tight to him and smacked harder. Then Jennifer started to squirm restlessly.

Paul was getting incredibly turned on. His hand was starting to hurt but he wasn't about to stop. He took her more firmly in his grasp and kept on smacking her now scarlet bottom.

Betty looked on with very mixed feelings. She saw Jennifer getting a really terrible spanking and she was at once afraid and drawn to it. As usual, she really didn't know why.

Jennifer could feel the pain building. Paul was giving her the hardest spanking he had ever given her, but she found it odd -- she wasn't willingly resisting. She, of course, squirmed out of pain but she wasn't trying to pull away. She took each hit and waited for the next one. She didn't feel the need for tears, she wasn't truly feeling pain or joy, she was feeling only what Paul meant for her to feel.

Betty just watched as he continued hitting Jennifer. She wondered what made this spanking so different from the one she had received from the teacher. There was no pleasure, from what she could tell, just pain. She didn't know how Jennifer could go so long without tears. She knew she couldn't have.

She watched as he continued with each blow, now dreading when it was going to be her turn but always wanting it to be her turn so she could feel what Jennifer was feeling. She stood there, with her eyes on Jennifer and Paul.

Paul could tell there was something different. He was totally into this spanking but Jennifer wasn't reacting the way he expected. Finally, with a flurry of smacks, he stopped and wordlessly urged her to get up. As she did, he felt coolness on his jeans and looked down to see the front of his pants were soaked.

Jennifer looked at his with her eyes slits. He took her into his arms and began to comfort her. She was gasping. "Please," she begged.

He stood and dropped his jeans and then pulled down his underpants, freeing his rampant cock. Batty had never seen an erect cock before and she stared. It was bigger and more threatening than she expected. She wondered what it would feel like inside her. She desperately wanted to know but it was obvious Jennifer was going to get it this time.