The Arrival Of Claudia - Part 2 - Sex Stories

The Arrival Of Claudia - Part 2

... leather skirt you are wearing a matching blouse that is so far open that not only your cleavage, but also a good part of your titties is visible for everyone. The zipper of the skirt has to be open as well, so far that your panties can be seen. Not for everyone, but certainly for someone who is watching at the right angle and height.” Whereas she was looking at me with growing amazement, I took a small chain out of my pocket. It had a clip on one end and a ring on the other. I let it dangle between thumb and index finger. “You will fix this little chain to the ring in your cunt and lead it through your perineum, so that the other end appears above the edges of your panties and the skirt. I will attach a rubber handcuff to it and tie your wrists behind your back. I will then lead you to a bench that stands along a paved, broad path. You will be sitting there as long as it pleases me. I will be in the vicinity and see you, but you will not see me. Your face must stay aimed at the bench opposite yours. If someone wants to touch you, you will allow it. You don’t have to accept more than that; then I will intervene. You’re not allowed to cross your legs. Neither are you allowed to have an orgasm. If I get the impression that you do, you will be punished with spanking.” “Wow!” It was silent for a moment and she looked at me with eyes like saucers. “That is extremely thrilling. And blood-curdling hot… I knew I had evoked something in you that was lying dormant, but this… I ...

... couldn’t have dreamt of. I already know that I will be punished. I can hardly wait.” The next day I picked her up at the beginning of the afternoon. Apart from the black skirt she had put on a grey, smart looking silk blouse and black open shoes with semi high heels. Like I had expected her make-up was impeccable. Her nails were varnished, those of her toenails as well. Everything was decently closed, but that changed as soon as she had taken her seat in the car. It was clear that she was pretty much heated up already, which was translated in the display of as much bare skin as possible and in taking defiant poses. Maybe she wanted to seduce me to touch her, but I didn’t. I installed her on the bench that I had chosen carefully, in the shadow of some large, old oak trees, and went out of her sight. After about ten minutes a slender young woman appeared. I guessed her age at around thirty. The most eye-catching thing about her was her clothing. She was wearing red pants which enclosed her so tightly, that I wondered how she had managed to put them on. Furthermore there was a white top and her long legs were carried by a pair of sexy red shoes with high heels. She sat down on the bench opposite Claudia, laid her hands into her lap and did nothing else than watch. Mesmerized. For minutes. Then her right hand started to move and her fingers disappeared between her thighs. She’s now regretting those pants, I thought. Finally she rose, crossed the path, bent over Claudia and gave her a ...