CHAPTER I Sometimes there are "fringe benefits" to a job that you never even think of. Like the time Alicia's mom asked me to paint their kitchen one weekend for $3 an hour or $25, whichever was less. I thought it would be a nice diversion to watch Alicia while I worked--a lot less boring than doing yard work for old Mrs. Bache--but really the money was the thing that made me accept. I knew Alicia from school, of course--you couldn't help noticing her. She was in her Junior year, so I didn't see her much...only a glimpse in the hall now and then. But that glimpse was enough to keep you going for the whole day. She was kind of small, and round--I don't mean she was fat; I mean there were rounded corners to her, nice soft curves everywhere you looked. She had great breasts and a lovely rear that you could watch forever. Sad green eyes looked out of a round face, and a cute red mouth. Her hair was brown and straight, but curled under at the shoulder. No sharp edges anywhere. When she first came to the school, I thought she'd cause a riot. New glands weren't strong enough for the strain of watching her sway back and forth down the hall. I remember the time she was wearing a wrap-around skirt one windy day as she walked past the athletic field. Three guys at football drowned in their own hormones. Even her name was great--Alicia. The last name wasn't so great: Morgenstern. Alicia...Morgenstern. Oh well. On a spring day, hanging out with the guys, all you had to do was sigh, "Alicia," and they all knew what you meant. Anyway, when Mrs. Morgenstern asked me to paint her kitchen, the money was all I really thought about. It would be nice to see Alicia, but I had conditioned myself not to hope for too much. Too many nights of aching need had left me a little older and more cynical. I never expected anything to happen between her and me. I came to their house in my shorts and T-shirt. (One of the great things about doing odd jobs is you have an excuse to walk around in people's nice houses dressed like a slob.) Mrs. Morgenstern was just getting ready to leave for an Open House across town--she was a real estate agent which was keeping the money coming in--Mr. Morgenstern had gone some years earlier; I never asked how. "By the way," she said over her shoulder, "Alicia will be helping you." I shouldn't have been surprised. By the pay I mentioned earlier, you could tell Mrs. Morgenstern was on the cheap side. She was getting Alicia to help to make sure I came in under 25 dollars. Almost on cue, Alicia came into the hall in cut-offs and a T-shirt and a white painter's cap I bet she bought just for that day. She even had her hair down, neatly brushed & shiny. She really didn't think she was going to get any paint on herself. I heaved a sigh, silently hoped she'd screw things up enough so it would cost $25 anyway, and set to work. I worked on the ceiling and she worked on the lower cabinets. I pretended it was to save her from straining herself, but the real reason was to watch her bending over. I wasn't concentrating at all, and I had to clean up mistakes more than once. Alicia was feeling pretty saucy, and teased me about my sloppiness and her own impeccable work. She wasn't getting any paint on herself either, after all. I was getting badly tempted to put some on her. For a moment I sensed something going on behind me. I turned around and she was pretending to paint my rear end with a roller. "I'm fixing your face," she said. I reached over with my brush and swatted her on her little nose. She yelped as if she had been bitten. "Get it off!" she cried. "Relax, it's just a little paint." "Get it off! It's going to hurt my nose!" I wet a towel in the sink and carefully wiped off her nose. She was pouting like a hurt little child. "Is that better?" For an answer, she grinned like a wolf and hit me full in the face with a loaded paintbrush. After about three hours (only $9!) I had to admit that we were done. We got everything together and took it into the backyard to wash out. They had a big backyard with high walls--at least 8 feet--and a patio, and a lawn with soft green grass, warmed by the summer sun. We took the garden hose and rinsed out the painting tools, and then our hands (and face). I gave Alicia the hose and watched her wash the one bit of paint she got on herself, on the inside of her thigh. "Can I help you with that?" I grinned. She stopped, and slowly started to raise her head. By the time I saw that grin again on her face, I realized I had made a tactical error by giving her the hose. "Don't...you...dare." She stalked toward me with the water pistol, looking just like a murderess stalking her prey. "Don't...even...think it." She giggled in an evil way and kept walking toward me. I got the idea I could wrestle the "gun" out of her hand. Bad idea. I got it in the face for the second time that day. I tried grabbing the hose from her again, then finally made a retreat. "You better not let me get ahold of that hose, sister," I said as threateningly as I could. But I couldn't help smiling, either at the thought of what I was going to do to her, or at the expression on her face. She still had that wicked smile, the tip of her tongue between her teeth. Such a doll face, such an evil smile! I "rushed" her and got soaked, but this time I got ahold of her wrist. (I think I grabbed something else for a moment, but I'm not sure.) She curled up into a ball, trying to keep me from getting control of the "gun." She didn't dare press the handle in that position. Perfect. I crouched over her, slowly moving my grip up to her hand. "No, no, please don't," she half laughed, half squealed. I reached her hand and closed her fingers over the handle. The stream of water shot her square in the stomach. She put up with it for three whole seconds, screaming at the top of her lungs, before she dropped the hose and ran. I picked up the hose and soaked her good just as she got around the corner of the house. This went on, back and forth, as the game got "dirtier and dirtier," ambushing each other, wrestling (with the hose getting less and less attention), until I had her cornered. "No, please don't, please, I'll do anything," she pleaded, laughing so hard she was almost crying. I stalked her, playing the mock rapist, holding the hose suggestively at waist-level...then I stopped. I couldn't believe it! Her hair was dry! After all that, her hair was still perfectly combed, and not a drop of water on it! Slowly, menacingly, I advanced toward her, unscrewing the "gun" from the hose. My God, what evil deed did the mad rapist have in store for his victim? Alicia stood there in the corner, beside herself with laughter, and yet now almost a little afraid of my expression. I stalked toward her, closer, closer... ...gently lifted the hose over her head and let the water pour down on her, ruining in a moment her beautiful hairdo. She stood there, ready to burst either with laughter or tears, I don't know which...I was laughing. The release of that moment was tremendous. Everything changed. I stood there, still holding the hose, watching the water pour over her head,her shoulders, her breasts...lovely round breasts... Her face was relaxed, her eyes closed in rapture as she let the water wash over her. I stood very close to her, really noticing everything for the first time; how the water sparkled in the sun, how it flowed over her shoulders down to her breasts, where her nipples showed through the soaking wet fabric; her soft, golden legs, little drops of water gleaming on her skin; her round, angel face, with such an expression of enjoyment; her bright green eyes, now looking into mine. I moved the hose down to the back of her neck, the water pouring in a sheet across her shoulders and down her back, over her lovely ass. She arched her back, pressing herself against me. Very softly, I touched her lips with mine, slowly kissing her more and more deeply, pressing against her, letting her feel how hard I was for her. She wanted to feel it. She met the force of my body with her own, letting me feel every part of her softness against me. I let the water pour down between us, feeling the delicious warm flow lubricating us, but not cooling the heat. I put the mouth of the hose against her nipple and the water squirted up into our faces. Laughing, I stepped back and moved the hose back and forth over her, letting the water play over her body, watching the different directions it ran down. Alicia looked at me, her angel eyes filled with such lust. She bit her lower lip...or did she say something to me? I stepped forward again and unbuttoned her cut-offs, then let the water trickle down inside. We kissed deeply, our tongues flicking across each other playfully. She reached around me and pulled off my T-shirt, then stepped away so I could get a better look at her as she peeled off her own top, never for a moment taking her eyes off me. Her tits were round yet slightly pointed, reminding me almost of Hershey's Kisses, with the little round tips of her nipples. I went to her, then down on my knees and took one of her breasts in my mouth, sucking in as much as I could. She bent slightly to meet my kiss, letting a little cry escape from her throat. My tongue swirled around her little nipple, then to the other one, back and forth, Alicia squirming more and more. Loking up at her, I saw her face turned up toward the sun, basking in the warmth above and below. She bit her lip again, but I seemed sure she was saying something under her breath. I took the hose and stood up again, and took her in my arms. I reached behind and lifted the edge of one leg of her cut-offs, and slipped the hose up inside, between her legs. She put her arms around my shoulder and nuzzled her face against my neck, pushing back against the streaming water, feeling it gush against her pussy and between the cheeks of her ass. I watched her hips moving slowly,obscenely in little circles, and the water dripping out of her pants, and started feeling very thirsty. She ran the tip of her tongue around the edge of my ear and whispered something. This time I heard what she said. She unbuttoned my shorts and pulled out my stiff cock. She took it in both hands and started stroking up and down. She pulled the hose out of her shorts and got down on her knees. She took the hose in her mouth and started going up and down on it, licking it around the opening. She was going crazy--and so was I, just watching her. She took a bit of water in her mouth and then went down on my cock. The feeling was incredible. She held her lips tight around me as she slid my cock in and out of her mouth, swirling the water around with her tongue until she swallowed and sucked the water off my stiff dick. "Don't come yet," she said. "I'm trying not to." She slid her tongue up and down, then poured water over my dick as it lay on her tongue. I couldn't believe I was watching this doll face, ready to swallow my cock whole. She pulled my shorts the rest of the way down, then rolled onto the grass and peeled off her own cut-offs. I watched her as she rolled around on the soft grass, moaning with lust, both of us ready to explode. She wrapped the hose around her like it was a snake, pulling it between the cheeks of her ass, over her pussy, and up to her mouth. She rocked her hips back & forth, rubbing it between her legs. I went to her and knelt beside her on the warm soft grass. I could feel my stiff cock waving in the air as if looking for something to go into. I took the hose from Alicia and let the water pour over her, reminding me of syrup pouring over a stack of pancakes. I let the water trickle onto her clit. She rocked her hips up & down as the water splashed onto her pussy. I moved between her legs, and still letting the water pour on her, I moved my dick back and forth, matching her rhythm so the tip touched the folds of her pussy, then deeper and deeper with each stroke, so that before either of us knew it we were fucking in the soft wet grass, my cock moving in and out to meet each thrust of her hips. I bent down to nibble and suck on her lovely tits. Alicia cupped them in her hands, lifting them up to my mouth so that I could suck on them more. The speed of our fucking increased, then slowed, as we enjoyed every inch of the pleasure we gave each other, then sped up again as our animal lust took control. I felt I was in a dream. I had watched this beautiful girl from afar, had her in my fantasies, and now it was really happening; I was fucking my sweet Alicia in the soft summer grass in her back yard. The moment came rushing upon us. She wrapped her legs around my back and held me tightly as I pushed all the way into her then stayed there. We kissed long and deeply as I felt myself shooting inside of her, the lips of her pussy contracting around me as if to milk me dry. We lay in the sun together, perfectly content, kissing and stroking each other lovingly, gently. Eventually we got up, turned off the hose (the yard was a swamp by then) and went inside. While our clothes were in the dryer, we showered together to get the grassy smell out of ourselves, while we discovered the pleasures soapy water and bath oil could bring. An hour later we sat contentedly on the sofa, Alicia's hair perfect once again, watching TV when Mrs. Morgenstern finally came back. She was amazed at how good a job we had done. "Everything's so neat and clean--not a speck of paint anywhere!" "We cleaned up very thoroughly," I said. Alicia & I gave each other a grin behind her mother's back. "How long did it take?" asked Mrs. Morgenstern as she opened her purse. "Oh, it only took--" "--Five hours," Alicia said. "We would've finished sooner, but I kept messing up--he had to fix all my mistakes." I looked at Alicia, letting her know with my eyes what kind of a present she was going to get from me. If she thought she had a good time today, just wait till next time. "So that's 15 dollars," Mrs. Morgenstern said. "Oh, here--25 dollars. I really couldn't keep it from you--not after the *wonderful* job you did!" She looked at the kitchen as if she were viewing a painting. "You're quite a handyman. We have to find more jobs for you to do around here--I have to get you in this house as often as possible!" "I sure hope so!" I said. CHAPTER II It had been almost a month since Alicia's first foray into the exciting world of dominance and submission and she had Jeffrey had enjoyed adventure after adventure. Alicia had found a whole new level of excitement in surrendering herself totally to her lover's desires. Just putting on a blindfold was now enough to cause her pussy to literally drip with excitement. Jeffrey had tied Alicia in a number of different positions each more exposing than the last. She had enjoyed being bound to her bed on her back with her hands fastened to the headboard and her ankles spread to the bottom corners. A variation on this had Jeffrey bend her knees and tied them wide apart to the sides of the bed thus opening her slit wide apart. One night Jeffrey had blindfolded her and had tied her standing with her hands pulled toward the ceiling. Her ankles were also tied wide apart. It had been her favorite position so far. Standing there with her breasts pointing proudly forward, she had imagined herself on display as though at a slave auction from a bygone era. Jeffrey had left her like that for quite awhile and had brought all of her senses to a fever pitch by slowly and gently rubbing warm oil over her entire helpless body. He had finally taken her, still standing, until they both cried out in orgasm. Alicia had come so powerfully that she had hung weakly in her bonds, quivering as tears streamed down her face. Last weekend, Jeffrey had put her in what was, by far, the position that Alicia felt most vulnerable in. On Saturday night at his home, Jeffrey had blindfolded her and then undressed her completely. He led her into the living room until she felt the cold leather of the back of his easy chair touch her thighs. Jeffrey had attached the, by now familiar, straps to her wrists and then gently pushed her forward until she was bent double with her head touching the seat. Jeffrey had tied her wrists to the forward arms of the chair and then spread her feet and fastened her ankles wide apart. He had left her like that for a long time before finally touching her and by the time he did Alicia was soaked. She had imagined what she must look like from her boyfriend's vantage point. Her long tanned legs were stretched tight down and wide apart. Alicia could feel a faint breeze between her opened thighs and knew that Jeffrey had a perfect view of her blond pussy from behind. She was sure that he would be able to see her juices on her puffed out slit. Alicia had pictured herself in Jeffrey's position and realized that her bottom was stretched tight across the leather chair and the her buttocks were opened wide apart exposing her anus. Alicia felt herself tremble as she wondered if Jeffrey planned to touch her there. Alicia had always considered that part of her anatomy to be private and had never let any of her lovers touch her there. She was somehow embarrassed when even she touched her herself. It was kind of naughty to finger her bottom but whenever she did it was the most exciting thing ever. Now, here she was, bent over, helplessly exposing her bottom to her lover. Jeffrey's hands had finally touched her. Starting at her ankles and trailing up the backs of her calves to her knees and then up along the insides of her thighs to her blond bush now wet with her own juices. Alicia shivered with delight as she remembered how Jeffrey's fingers slid down from the small of her back through the valley between her buttocks. Alicia had gasped as his fingers had crossed the sensitive opening of her anus. Alicia still wasn't sure if she was disappointed or thankful that he hadn't lingered there. The sex that night, with Jeffrey taking her while she was still bent over the chair, was the best ever. That had been last Saturday and now, here it was Friday morning and Alicia hadn't seen Jeffrey since. Each night when they talked, Jeffrey promised to outdo himself next time. "When?" had asked Alicia "When it's time." had said Jeffrey with a smile. Alicia had waited anxiously each night for Jeffrey to start an 'adventure' but each night their talk was pleasant but decidedly asexual. Alicia was getting ready for work when the phone rang. "Hi." said Jeff "Are you ready for an adventure?" Alicia giggled "Yes Sir" "Good girl." said Jeffrey "Have you dressed for work yet?" "Not yet." replied Alicia "Okay I want you to dress in a short white skirt. Wear the pleated one that goes about half-way to your knees. Wear the pale blue cotton blouse with it. Pick out a pair of heels too. Oh, and there's to be no other clothing; no panties, no bra, no stockings, nothing. Plan to spend your lunch hour at my office. Take a cab so that you're there by 12:15. Any questions?" "No." "Good. See you later then." Alicia pulled the clothes Jeffrey had asked for out of the closet and jumped into a quick shower. As she dressed, she could feel her excitement building. She was sure she'd be soaking wet by lunchtime. 'What would he do to her this time?' she wondered, 'Would he tie her up in his office?' What excited Alicia most is that she had no idea what would be demanded of her just that she would have to obey him. The morning at work seemed interminable. Alicia kept looking at the clock and willing it to go faster. Finally noon arrived and Alicia was out of the building and into a waiting cab by 12:01. During the 10 minute ride she thought over and over again about what might happen. She felt her heat rise as possibility after possibility ran through her mind. Alicia paid the driver and hurried into the tall office building where Jeffrey worked. A few moments later, Ali exited an elevator on the 18th floor. Jeffrey's office was down the corridor. Alicia took a deep breath before opening the door and walking in. As usual, Jeffrey's receptionist Kathy was in the lobby. Kathy and Alicia had met a number of times. Kathy smiled as she walked in. "Hello Alicia. Jeffrey said to give this to you and to have you wait for him in his office." The pretty young receptionist handed Alicia a large envelope. Alicia looked down and saw the word 'Instructions' printed on the envelope in Jeffrey's handwriting. She looked up to see a knowing smile on Kathy's face. Alicia blushed a deep red in embarrassment as she realized that Kathy now knew that she was submissive. Alicia quickly moved into Jeffrey's spacious office and closed the door behind her with a sigh of relief. Jeffrey's office was luxuriously furnished. His large oak desk was at one end. At the other end was a small conference table and a small sofa. The office was covered with wall to wall carpeting. Alicia sat down at the conference table and opened the envelope. Inside was a black silk scarf and a letter. Alicia's heart quickened as she picked up the note. Jeffrey's instructions were simple and to the point. Alicia was to remove all of her clothes immediately. She would then stand in the middle of the room and put on the blindfold. Then she was to stand with her feet apart and her hands clasped behind her head until she was given further instructions. Alicia's face was flushed by the time she finished the letter. Just the idea of taking off all of her clothes in Jeffrey's office was terrifying but to do so in the middle of the day with Kathy right outside the door, that was even scarier. Alicia was pretty sure it would be Jeffrey who would come in, but there was not even a guarantee of that. As Alicia stood up she realized that, as scary as these instructions were, they were also exciting. She felt her pussy tingling with her own juices. Alicia's hands shook slightly as she undid the first button of her blouse. It only took a moment before the blouse and skirt tumbled to the floor leaving Alicia completely nude. She moved to the center of the room and carefully put on the blindfold. Instantly Alicia's hearing doubled in sensitivity. She clasped her hands behind her head and waited for someone to come in. Her ears strained to identify the sounds outside of the door. The wait was only a couple of minutes but it seemed like an hour. Each time Alicia heard Kathy move around out in the lobby, she would hold her breath and pray she wouldn't wander in with a memo or something. The sound of the door opening finally came. Alicia felt her whole body tense. It seemed to take forever for the door to close and all that time Alicia knew she was perfectly visible to whoever might be looking in from the lobby. Alicia let out a small sigh of relief when it finally closed. Was it Jeffrey who was now in the room? Even if it was, did he come in alone? Alicia listened intently as someone slowly walked all around her. She felt her nipples betraying her excitement as they stood to attention under the gaze of her admirer. Very lightly, fingertips touched the underside of her breast and slid upward to her now tight nipples. The fingers left her and then touched her again, this time sliding from the small of her back, tracing the crack between her buttocks. Alicia let out a breath that she realized she had been holding for ages. The fingertips touched here and there, each time making Alicia hotter and wetter. Finally she heard Jeffrey's voice. "You're awfully hot, my little sex slave." "Oh God... you have no idea." replied Alicia Jeffrey's fingers moved up and grasped Alicia left nipple firmly. With a small tug, he pulled Alicia forward. She had no choice but to follow him. In tiny steps, Alicia let herself be led forward, the tugging on her nipples guiding her forward until she felt the cool sensation of Jeffrey's leather seat on her thighs. From the height Alicia guessed that she was standing directly behind the sofa facing forward. The fingers left her nipples and moved upward to grasp her wrists. Her wrists were pulled forward until Alicia felt herself being pulled down across the back of the sofa. She bent forward until her head rested on the sofa back. Leather straps around her wrists fastened her hands pulling forward toward the front of the sofa. Her now sensitive nipples just touched the cool leather of the sofa back. Alicia heard Jeffrey walk behind her and felt him attach leather straps to her ankles also. Her feet were pulled gently wide apart until her hips rested fully at the top of the sofa back. Her feet were also fastened in this position. Alicia's breathing had quickened during the whole procedure and she knew she was soaking wet with excitement. She imagined the scene as it must appear for Jeffrey. There she was, bent over the back of his leather sofa, her legs spread and her bottom pulled tight from the position she was in. She knew that from his vantage point he had a perfect view of her pussy from the rear. She was sure that with all the excitement her pussy lips must be puffed out and swollen. She tried to imagine the view from the rear and realized suddenly that her anus must be perfectly exposed also. That part of her that was so private was now completely exposed to Jeffrey once again. She knew that Jeffrey was standing or sitting right behind her, enjoying the view. She wondered what he would do next. Jeffrey moved closer to Alicia. She felt his hands stroke gently upward and come to rest with one on each buttock. His thumbs slid slowly inward then gently pried Alicia's bottom wide open stretching her anus tight. Alicia had never been so embarrassed. She tried to clench her cheeks but in this bent-over position it was impossible. She felt Jeffrey blowing gently across her sensitive anus and shivered as she wondered what he might do to her. Jeffrey held her like that for what seemed ages before letting go. She heard him walk over to his desk and then the sound of a jar or container opening. Jeffrey's footsteps moved back behind Alicia and she held her breath in anticipation. The touch of Jeffrey's fingertip directly on the center of Alicia's anus was cold. Alicia gasped. Jeffrey had covered his finger in vaseline and now he teased her rear opening, circling the center slowly. Alicia held her breath again, knowing what must come next. Jeffrey's penetration of her bottom came a fraction of an inch at a time. In and out, each push a little deeper until finally his finger was embedded in her fully and Alicia was gasping with excitement. Jeffrey chuckled "You like that do you?" he asked. "Well you're going to like it more because as soon as I get home tonight I'm going to take your anal cherry. Between now and then I'm going to leave your bottom slippery for me and you are not going to touch yourself. "You're to be home by 5:30 and when you get in I want you to strip completely and go to the bedroom. You're going to put on the blindfold and get on the bed. I want you on your knees with your ass facing the doorway. You'll spread your knees wide apart then bend over until your head touches the bedspread. Then I want you to reach back and hold your buttocks wide apart for my inspection. You'll stay like that until you're told otherwise. Now, do you understand all your instructions?" All this time Jeffrey's finger had been sliding gently in and out of Alicia's tight bottom, twisting slowly as it did. Alicia's voice trembled with excitement as she answered her lover. "Oh yes." "Yes what?" asked Jeffrey softly "Yes Sir" replied Alicia Jeffrey's finger pulled slowly from Alicia's upturned bottom and despite herself, Ali felt her anal muscles pulling to hold him in. A few quick moments later Alicia found herself untied and the blindfold removed. Jeffrey was smiling at her. "Now put on your dress and get back to the office. Remember what's going to happen tonight." "How can I forget?" grinned Alicia as she pulled on her dress. As she left the office, Kathy smiled knowingly at her again and Alicia felt the heat of her embarrassment rise to her face. The afternoon at the office was a write-off. Alicia couldn't keep her mind on anything but the feeling of Jeffrey's finger in her bottom and the thought of what awaited her at home. Alicia made fast time getting home and arrived by 5:30. Not wanting to wait, she quickly stripped off her clothes and hung them up. With a quick look at her watch, she figured she could spend 5 minutes in a shower and did so. By 5:30 exactly, Alicia was in her bedroom, naked and on the bed. She got herself into position and put on the blindfold. As usual the blindfold had her get even more excited. Spreading her knees wide apart, she bent over and rested her head on the bed. Alicia reached back and grasped her buttocks and pulled them open. She felt even more vulnerable than she had at the office. Just the idea that she was holding herself open in this obscene position for her lover to 'inspect' her was the most naughty thing she had ever done. Alicia didn't have to wait long. After about 5 minutes she heard the front door open. The door closed after a moment and she waited for her lover to come into her room to discover her. She felt her anticipation build. What would happen? she wondered. Where would he touch her first? The thoughts of what might happen next ran through her mind as fast as she could think of them. She knew her pussy was now soaking wet. She could feel each slight draft of air as it passed over her wetness. Alicia strained her ears trying to hear the sounds of Jeffrey entering her room. Each minute seemed like hours and all Alicia could hear was the sound of her own heartbeat racing a mile-a-minute. The touch directly at the center of Alicia's anus was a shock and surprise. She gasped out loud as the tip of a finger circled the center of her rosebud. It was cold and slippery. Alicia was sure it was covered with even more lubricant. The finger moved in a minute circular motion, teasing the sensitive opening. It only took a moment and Alicia's bottom began moving with the motion of the finger, undulating almost obscenely despite herself. The finger paused for a moment, waiting directly in the center of the opening and Alicia held her breath. It was as though time was suspended, waiting for the next movement. When it came, a moment later, it was a long firm movement. Jeffrey's forefinger slid fully into Alicia's bottom until it was embedded to the third knuckle. Alicia gasped and arched her back at the sensation of his finger penetrating her. The finger pulled out slowly only to be thrust back in again. Alicia couldn't believe the sensations. She had never imagined she could get so hot from being touched there. Her pussy was soaking wet and burning hot. Again Jeffrey's finger withdrew and then plunged into her. This time Alicia couldn't stifle a moan at the feeling. The finger pulled from her slowly and Jeffrey felt Alicia's anal muscles pull in a vain attempt to keep his finger inside her. Jeffrey smiled as he watched her sphincter clench down on him. Her breathing was coming in short ragged breaths now and he knew that if he kept up the violation of her bottom any longer, she would come from that sensation alone. Alicia whimpered softly as his finger pulled from her. Alicia waited, her back arched slightly. She knew that the position left her bottom pushed up and in her submissive position, she imagined how she must look, her bottom and pussy offered from behind to her dominant lover. She waited quietly for whatever Jeffrey had planned next. She did not have to wait long. Jeffrey's fingers began sliding up her thigh, moving slowly closer and closer to her wetness. He cupped her mound gently with one hand and began stroking her pussy lips lengthwise. Alicia waited for him to take her there but Jeffrey had other plans. One finger began stroking the length of her slit, moving her juices up and across her engorged clitoris. Alicia moaned at the feeling. Suddenly, Alicia felt her anus being touched again. The feeling was cold, lubricant again she guessed. The object at her rear passage was not a finger she quickly realized it was too hard. What was it? The plastic plug pushed slowly into her, opening her already slippery bottom. As the plug was inserted, Alicia felt it getting wider and wider. Her breathing became ragged, short sharp breaths as the plastic intruder violated her rectum. Suddenly the widest part pushed past her sphincter and the plug became very narrow quickly. Her muscles pulled the plastic up into her, filling her bottom with it. The narrowest portion was kept from being pulled in by a T-handle that was now lodged against her anus. This meant that her anus was also kept open. Alicia felt her stomach muscles ripple in the beginnings of an orgasm and her anus clamped down hard on the plastic plug. All it would take would be one tiny movement of the plug or Jeffrey's finger on her clit and she would be over the edge but Jeffrey wouldn't let her yet. "Oh Please." whimpered Alicia. "Please what?" grinned Jeffrey. "Please let me come." "When I'm ready. Now be a good little girl for me and don't move until I tell you." "Yes Sir" whispered Alicia as she concentrated on not coming. Jeffrey moved back and sat down, enjoying the sight of Alicia's quivering body as she tried to keep herself from going over the edge. He was sure she'd never been more sexually stimulated in her life. He waited until she had calmed down somewhat before getting up again. Alicia felt she was now more under control but the first touch of Jeffrey on the plastic plug in her bottom was as though it was an electric shock! She cried out at the feeling and arched her back again as he twisted it slowly inside of her. His fingers grasped the plug and moved it in and out in minute movements. Jeffrey started to pull the plug from her and Alicia thought she would faint. Her pussy gushed more of her juices and she knew that her thighs were soaked with them. She couldn't stop moaning and whimpering as the object was slowly pulled from her and she felt her sphincter grasp at it despite herself. Alicia's face was beet red both from excitement and the humiliation of so exposing herself to her lover. A moment later the plug was pulled all the way out leaving Alicia trembling. "Alicia, do you want something now?" asked Jeffrey. "Oh God do I ever!" said Alicia, "Please do it Jeff." Jeffrey smiled down at her upturned bottom. "And what would you like me to do?" Alicia blushed "You know." "No I don't." "F-f-f-fuck me." she stammered embarrassed by even saying the word. "And where would you like me to fuck you?" asked Jeffrey in a soft voice. Alicia hesitated then replied in a tiny voice she barely recognized as her own. "In my bottom." Jeffrey moved forward until the head of his cock was just touching her anus. He was well lubricated already and Alicia's bottom was, of course, completely slippery. Alicia held her breath, waiting for him to push forward. Jeffrey waited a long moment until she started to relax then pushed the head of his cock into her. Alicia gasped. He was in! She had never thought it would be so easy and so, so hot! Jeffrey held himself there for a moment but Alicia pushed backward, wanting all of him. A moment later he was buried in her to the hilt. Alicia's body was a riot of sensations, her pussy was still soaking wet and her clit was quivering. Her nipples had been hard since she arrived and now they were so hard they ached. The blindfold seemed to center her attention completely on what was being done to her. Jeffrey started to move slowly in and out and Alicia started to rock with the rhythm. Alicia was getting closer and closer and Jeffrey knew he was too. Her bottom was very tight and so hot that he had to control himself from just spurting inside of her. Alicia heard Jeffrey's breath getting shorter and she knew he'd come soon just like her. Their movements were quicker and deeper now. It was only a moment before they wouldn't be able to hold back anymore. Suddenly Jeffrey paused, leaving only the head of his cock inside of her. Alicia moaned in frustration and tried vainly to push back on him. "Ali," he gasped, "do you know what I'm going to do to you tomorrow?" "MMmmmmm," she moaned, "Anything, you can do anything to me." "I'm going to shave your pussy bald and I'm going to spank your bottom just like a little girl." said Jeffrey "Oh!" cried Alicia. The thought of doing that was too much and Alicia felt herself tumbling beyond any possibility of holding back. Her orgasm started to rush in on her from all sides and as it did, Jeffrey plunged back into her fully and deeply. Alicia cried out and felt her rectum squeeze her lover tight. That was all it took for Jeffrey and he felt his jism rush up from his balls and shoot deep into Alicia's bowels as she thrust herself hard back onto him. The orgasm seemed to go on forever cascading over them again and again until they slid, exhausted onto the sheets of the bed. Lying there, in a warm afterglow, Alicia pulled off the blindfold and looked over at Jeffrey. "I meant it.", she murmured, "You can do anything to me." Jeffrey chuckled as he held the beautiful girl in his arms. "I meant it before." he said, "Tomorrow, I'm going to have your pussy be smooth as a little girl's and then I'm going to spank your bottom until it's hot for me." "Mmmmmm" said Alicia, "That will be the hottest thing I've ever done." "It's just the beginning." said Jeffrey, "We're going to be more outrageous and exciting than you ever imagined." "So long as it's with you." murmured Alicia as she snuggled