Part 9 of The Continuing Adventures of Lisa James: The Party
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Part 9 of The Continuing Adventures of Lisa James: The Party
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"Smack!" She writhed madly across the women's laps, tears springing to her
eyes.
"Smack!" The hand bounced off the plump pussy flesh. Her clitoris and
labia stinging ferociously she began moaning and crying,
"Owwwwww!.Ahhhh!.God Noooooo!" The women held her securely as her
smiling landlady continued to smack the unprotected pussy. Lisa's screams began
to bounce around the room as the blows continued, her pubis quickly turned pink
then red. The stinging fingers caught her clitoris and pussy lips again and
again. Fluid leaked out from the wet slit and spread across the writhing thighs,
"Dirt dirty girl!" said Mrs Henderson as she carried on slapping the
sensitive flesh. Lisa screamed and groaned, pleasure and pain flowing together
in an overwhelming flood of sensations. She was crying hysterically by the time
it finished but the women still held her tightly. As her eyes opened and her
vision came back into focus she realised the boy was back and had been watching
her shameful display. Her faced burned with humiliation.
"Well my girl Timothy has school tomorrow so he's got to go. Christine thinks it would help his education if he saw how a dirty girl like you reacts when she reaches orgasm so that's exactly what we're going to do now! We're going to make you come so the boy can watch, now you'd like that wouldn't you with us all here as well?" The women and the boy were laughing loudly as Lisa began writhing and pleading, "No No No Please not in front of him! I've been really good please Miss, please don't make me come for him. Oh god!" She closed her eyes to try and escape their laughter and mocking faces. She jerked violently as a hand moved suddenly up the inside of her thigh. Her eyes shot open to see Susan Sellers leaning forwards and smiling broadly as she caressed the soft thigh. Fingers touched her pussy and began to part the swollen labia, she threw her head back and gritted her teeth desperate not to react but a long moan escaped her throat. "Come on you little tart lets show Timmy how you like to come on someone's fingers," Susan said, coaxing another groan from the helpless woman. The girl's fingers delved in and out of the slippery crack, sliding up to tease the hard clitoral stub then back to the moist opening. She began to use both hands, pushing several fingers in and out of the soaking slit and at the same time pinching and rubbing the inflamed clitoris. The orgasm Lisa so desperately craved began building low down in her belly, she didn't want the grinning boy to see her come, it was so embarrassing but she couldn't help herself. Hands began squeezing her boobs and pulling her nipples adding to her arousal. Then it was happening, her vaginal muscles began contracting on the teasing fingers. The boy stared in wonder as she writhed in sexual abandon. Spasms overtook her muscles and her moaning suddenly increased in volume and intensity. She jerked herself violently on Susan's fingers consumed by pleasure so intense it was almost painful. The release was all consuming and as the throes of the orgasm passed she gulped in air, groaning and panting as the tingling between her legs slowly subsided. Through half closed eyes she looked at the boy's hot face. His obvious delight in seeing her most private of moments made her shudder with humiliation. Susan pulled her fingers from the soaking pink crack. Lisa was roughly pushed to her feet as the women began saying their farewells. The boy treated her to a triumphant smile as he left the room with his aunt. Trembling she was left alone standing by the settee. She heard them leaving then Alison came back and handed her the horrible party dress to put on. "Right you little tart, you're going home now but I've been thinking. Tonight has been so much fun I think I'll hold another party and next time I'll invite some men as well. That'd be exciting for you wouldn't it?" Lisa's worried red face emerged from the neck of the frock. Alison laughed at the young woman's reaction to her threat as her mother, Helen and Mrs Henderson returned in their coats. "We'll be off now Alison, thanks for a lovely evening. Lisa's really enjoyed herself. I'm sure she's dying to do it all again sometime!" Sitting in the back of the car on the way home Lisa's pussy and bum and boobs all felt sore and she was exhausted. She'd almost dropped off to sleep when she suddenly realised the three women were talking about her. She listened in horror as they began to discuss ways in which they might test her obedience in the future. To her dismay men and boys featured in lots of their ideas and they laughed and giggled at each suggestion. Being made to expose herself in public places sounded awful and sent shivers down her spine but when the word dog was mentioned she cringed in fear and disbelief. Surely they couldn't mean it, they had to be joking just to frighten her. She prayed they were. When they arrived at Helen's house she insisted they come in for a hot drink. After a few moments reluctance Mrs King and Mrs Henderson agreed. "While we have our coffee would it be alright if James examined your little girl Jean? I'm sure he'll be fascinated to see how she's been disciplined." Much to Lisa's chagrin her landlady agreed immediately. Apparently it was an excellent idea and would teach Lisa another lesson which she wouldn't easily forget! Once inside the house Helen explained to her husband that he could examine the blushing young women for a while. Earlier in the shop he'd been able to have a quick look at her charms but now he had a much better opportunity. He smiled broadly at his wife as he ushered Lisa into the living room, the three ladies retired to the kitchen. Sitting down in an armchair he made Lisa stand in front of him. "Get that dress off you little slut I want a proper look at you this time!" Lisa knew better than to argue. Slowly she pulled it over her head her reddened breasts spilling out towards him. "Looks like that fat pussy of yours has been taught a lesson or two tonight, put your hands behind your back." With her heart beating rapidly she did as she was told. Standing naked in front of him was dreadfully embarrassing but she was getting wet and hot between her legs again! Maybe everything they'd said about her was true.she was a slut! His big hands moulded themselves around her very sensitive breasts. He squeezed hard making her gasp in pain. Tears sprang to her eyes as he pulled at the stiff nipples. "Turn around and bend right over you little tart. Let me have a look at those secret little holes of yours!" As she bent with widely spread legs he whistled at the sight of her buttocks and thighs, they were bright red and crisscrossed with darker welts. By the time the women came into the room a few moments later Lisa was writhing and gasping as he roughly explored both of her openings. She began to sob as his fingers stretched her open, "Well James what do you think of my little slut?" asked Mrs Henderson. Helen's husband turned and smiled, his fingers deep inside Lisa's belly, "You were right Jean she can't get enough of it. She's nearly come and I haven't even touched her clit!" He turned back to Lisa, "I bet you'd like to come and help Mrs Scott and me in the shop one Saturday wouldn't you, you dirty girl?" Lisa sobbed more loudly as they all laughed. Their laughter was still ringing in her ears when Mrs King dropped them off an hour later outside the house. Mrs Henderson told her to have a quick shower then get to bed. After all it was Friday tomorrow and work beckoned. "Did you have a lovely time tonight young lady?" she said, "Your behaviour at times was quite disgusting! Letting that boy touch you, whatever next! Obviously you enjoyed pleasuring his penis as well! I think I might discuss you with his Aunt, Miss Cooper, she knows how to curb a dirty girl's bad habits I'm sure. No doubt she'd get her nephew to help her!" She smiled wickedly at the panic stricken and very red face of her lodger, "Off you go then!" As she watched the young woman scamper up the stairs, red bum cheeks flashing from beneath the ridiculously short dress, she thought what an excellent evening it had been. The next time they'd make the girl go even further, she grinned, ah yes.the next time! The End. YNHumiliator
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