Ann Ch. 06 - Sex Stories

Ann Ch. 06

... superior, though she was a slave herself. Rosie sat down and held my hands as I kneeled in front of her.

"I always service Jenny this way. And if we have guests, I sometimes service them the same way. Well - to be honest, this is mostly my thing, and when we began doing it every time, Jen made it a rule. Rules are nicest when you like them. If you cannot deal with this in those two days - we'll find a solution, but I would be happy if we could agree on this."

I looked at her pussy. I've never seen a pussy pee before - it was rather fascinating. Something came up, and I had to ask:

"When you have been peeing, does Jen service you this way?"

"No, she wipes me. I am not allowed to touch my pussy very often. As it is the House Rules, they apply at home. We wipe ourselves at work. But I find this practical, now we are two subs in the house regarding the toilet rules. Then Jen doesn't have to wipe us."

"And how about number two?"

"Number two needs wiping. Jen is a nurse and she knows all about infections. She wipes herself, I do as well, and you will of course too. We will not ask you to service a number two visit."

She squeezed my hands and rose. I took a deep breath and rose on my knees as much as I could reach her pussy. She gave my hands a short squeeze again, and I leaned forward and gave her a flat lick all the way up. It was not that bad - a salt taste and a little sour aftertaste. I finished her with two more licks going deeper between her labia, ...

... brushing her clit at the end. It was not that bad, more an act of commitment than a disgusting experience. She cringed a bit when I touched near her clit, though I tried to be very careful. I remembered what she had been through yesterday.

"Wow, thanks," I said.

"You're welcome," she said with a loving smile, "I am still a little sore. Let's wash our hands and find the couch.

I went into the kitchen and in a hurry, I took the bowl with dough from the fridge and made it into buns. I turned on the oven and washed the flour from my hands.

When I came into the living room, Rosie had spread a blanket over the couch. We lay down next to each other and pulled the other half of the blanket over us.

"Let me be clear on this," I said. "If I forget the rule and close the bathroom door, I get a punishment?"

"Yes, you were forgetful and must learn. You'll get a punishment."

"And if I forget it again a month later?"

"You will get a bigger punishment because you let Mistress down. You should have learned from the first time you failed."

" I will have my pussy spanked swollen and red because of a stupid door?"

"Yes, maybe. Jen has the right to determine the punishment. Sometimes a small punishment is harder than a big one. She adapts things after the circumstances. If you have had a lousy day at work, you are mentally vulnerable and she might ease punishments a lot or postpone them to a better day. But you will always get them."

"But you had quite a spanking ...