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CHAPTER THREE

As she sunned herself, she thought she saw the lifeguard beckon with his eyes towards the door under the wooden platform.

After several attempts, Barbara was sure he was motioning for her to go inside.

Her pussy started flowing at what she thought would happen next, and slowly, very seductively, she got up from her blanket and brushed the loose sand that had blown onto her. She walked with a hip swaying gait the few steps to the door, and felt the lifeguard's eyes boring into her.

God, I feel so sexy, she thought as her hand turned the knob.

It wasn't but seconds until she heard the door opening behind her, and the bronzed boy stepped in.

"Hi!" he said in a casual way. "What's your name?"

"Barbara."

"Pleased to meet you Barbara," he said sticking out his hand to grasp hers.

Barbara felt weak in the knees as his blue eyes looked right into her very soul. She knew, he knew, she was horny and needed a thick hard cock.

"I, uh…" she started.

"Don't say a thing," he said as he reached for the waistband of his trunks and swiftly pulled them off.

His massive cock was already hard and a drop of pre cum glistened in the light coming through the wooden slats.

Barbara felt a rush of pure hot lust go through her body and without another word dropped to her knees and immediately engulfed the thick cock.

"Oooh, yes baby, suck it!" the lifeguard said.

"I knew you were ready for something the minute I laid eyes on you this morning. What's the matter Barbara, not getting enough at home?" he smilingly asked.

Barbara couldn't answer and struck with an urgent need to taste this young boy's seed, was sucking and licking the hard gristle as fast as she could. He was so big for a young man, that this spurred her on all the more. Her lips and tongue worked their way over and around the thick meat filling her mouth as she alternately deep throated him, then sucked around the shaft with her open lips.

The lifeguard's hands tightened in her hair as he moved her head over and around his cock, placing the suctioning mouth where he would get the most pleasure.

Barbara's mouth went down to his balls, feeling them as hard as chestnuts as she sucked first one, then the other into her mouth.

"Unnnmmmph," the boy groaned as Barbara licked his balls.

"Oh God, that feels so good, keep going," he continued as Barbara pulled the cock back into her lips.

"Oh yes baby, keep that up. You're going to make me cum. I'm going to give you a load of hot cum right in that mouth of yours. Oooohhh!"

The slurping sounds of Barbara's mouth mingled with the young boys groans of pleasure and she could feel his cock begin to tremble getting ready to shoot into her mouth. As she licked the meat furiously now, the lifeguard held her head tightly and pushed his thick cock deep into her mouth, spurting stream after stream of his thick white cream into Barbara's mouth, spraying some on her face as she moved to lap up every drop.

"Oh God, I need to be fucked!" she moaned, as the lifeguard pulled his cock out of her mouth. It was still semi hard, and she couldn't believe how big he was.

"Give it to me, please give it to me. I need it so bad. Please, fuck me," Barbara practically begged, holding onto the shaft with one hand, as her mouth kissed the muscular sweaty thighs in front of her face.

"Please fuck me?" she pleaded.

The lifeguard was spent, and knew he couldn't get it up again right away.

"Later," he said, as he pulled up his trunks and as quickly as he entered the shack, he was gone.

Barbara was left panting on her knees, her pussy on fire with the need to be fucked. Her face dotted with splotches of the young man's cum. She licked every trace of it off of her lips as she collapsed in the sand, her hands between her thighs, grasping her pussy tightly. She was so frustrated.

As she left the lifeguard tower she looked up to see him one more time, but he seemed to not even notice she was there. He had had his fill and now was searching the sand for another. No, he wasn't going to fuck her, Barbara realized as she picked up her things to move further on down the beach.

Still frustrated, Barbara found a quiet little alcove where the surf played against the rocks. The sand was warm, and the wind was cut off by the outcropping. She laid back down again, and thought of her situation up to this point.

No good husband. A woman teaching her a very exciting way to make love. A house that had to be sold. Christ, she couldn't even be in her own house right now as strangers were coming to look it over like vultures, she thought.

She stayed on the beach for a couple of hours, and hoped for a second go around with the lifeguard.

He had more than one girl to check out it seemed as every so often the door under his stand would open and a disheveled woman would step out.

What a stud. He must have fucked half the beach today, Barbara thought as she packed her things and walked to the car.

She stopped at the old Del Mar Fairgrounds and walked around the empty stands.

She and Craig had spent many a happy hour here and waves of longing, confusion and nostalgia crept into her again.

She quickly returned to her car and started back over the highway.

The good and the bad side of her situation turned over and over in her head as she drove the two lane road back to Rancho Cordova.

As she turned into her driveway, another wave of sadness fell over Barbara Rush, seeing the For Sale sign swinging in the evening breeze.

Entering the front door, she spied a pile of realtors business cards, left by all the agents who had shown her house today.

Taped to her refrigerator was a note.

Call me when you get home, love – Kelli.

Picking up the telephone, Barbara's heart skipped a beat. Did the house have an offer already?

The way this market was going, homes were selling in two to three days after they were listed, and she just was not mentally prepared to have to move right away.

She forgot that even if an offer came in, it would have to meet her and Craig's asking price, and that if that worked, then an escrow period would take another sixty or so days.

She really had lots of time to adjust to her situation, but all thoughts were concentrated on the neat script as Kelli picked up the phone.

"The Henry Company," came the light voice.

"Kelli. Kelli Stroud, please," Barbara asked.

"One moment."

"This is Kelli, may I help you?"

"Hi lover, got your note," Barbara said.

Kelli's tone took on a sterner demeanor as she replied. "Why hello Mrs. Rush, thanks for calling me back."

"Wha… what's the matter Kelli?" Barbara asked, not sure of what she said. She had expected Kelli to greet her with enthusiasm, but she acted like they were almost strangers.

"I have some important details of your listing to discuss with you Mrs. Rush. Will you be home this evening?" Kelli continued.

"Yes."

"Good. Would early evening or late evening be better for you?"

"Early."

"Six o'clock or seven o'clock?"

"Why six, Kelli. Wh…"

Kelli cut her off.

"Thank you, Mrs. Rush, I'll see you at six o'clock then," Kelli said as she hung up the telephone.

Across the office, Laura's finger silently pressed down on the plastic receiver knob, as she also hung up.

The greeting she heard Mrs. Rush give Kelli, was more than just a client to customer greeting.

She wondered if Kelli was involved with Mrs. Rush, the way she was involved with her. If she could find out, and get something on her boss, she would ensure not only her job stability, but perhaps her love life as well.

There was again, no mistaking how much she had enjoyed the sexual experience with Kelli Stroud, and how much she wanted more of it. Laura didn't want anyone else coming between them.

"Now Kelli, I am going to tattoo your soft breasts," the voice intoned as a rattle of instruments banged somewhere in the room…

"As I tattoo each breast I am going to pay particular attention at trying to draw a large rose petal on your nipples."

"If my hand stays steady, you will have a most beautiful tattoo. If you move or react in any way to my needle, your nipples might be disfigured, do you understand me?" the voice continued.

"Are you ready to receive your breast tattoos?"

Submissively Kelli nodded her head 'yes'.

A sweat broke out on her upper lip, and her body tensed at the pain she knew the needle would make in her soft, sensitive breast flesh.

Ssssssss…

"Aaaaagghhhhh!!!!!"

The young girls body jerked against her bonds in agony as the needle pierced her flesh. Only it felt larger than a needle. It felt like the end of a white hot poker.

Sssssssssssss… Sssssssssssss…

"Oooooh God! I can't stand it!!!!!"

"Please, have mercy. No more!!!!"

Two searing touches seared her nipples.

Kelli's agony continued as her breasts felt as though they would be mutilated beyond all healing.

Hot fire raced through her convulsing body as the pain started to take over and her pussy started flowing, the pain becoming arousal of need, as the punishing instrument did its work in marking her tender breasts.

Ssssssssss… Sssssssss…

"Ooooohhhhh aaaa aggghhhh!!!!!!" Her terrified scream tore out of her throat.

A thin line of searing flame crossed her breasts as the branding iron again tattooed her naked flesh.

Kelli's body convulsed again, this time in orgasm at the sweetest pain she could ever have imagined from her painful branding consumed her lithe punished body.

The branding continued for another half hour as her tormentor took her sweet time in laying the red hot, then white hot metal in exactly the places that would make her pretty captive experience the most pain.

And the most pleasure.

Kelli passed out as her breasts were seared time after time until she could stand no more.

"I wonder why she seemed so stand-offish?" Barbara thought as she replaced the receiver.

Right before she hung up she thought she had heard another click on the line, but wasn't sure. Her imagination had been working overtime after Craig's last accusations about her cheating on him.

She couldn't get the goods on him, and she was paranoid that he might find out about her liaisons with the two women that had just come into her life.

The divorce would be all one sided, no matter how much he had abused her over the years. If it ever came out in court that she had participated in more than one lesbian affair, she could kiss off any kind of meaningful settlement.

Kelli knocked on Barbara's door at exactly six o'clock.

"Hello Kelli," Barbara said softly, not sure of Kelli's intentions.

"Hello Barbara," Kelli replied, quickly stepping into the foyer.

"Sorry I had to be so short with you on the telephone, I think that someone in the office has been monitoring my telephone calls, and I just can't be too careful."

Barbara breathed a sigh of relief.

Kelli walked into the living room with her, and they spread the contract work out on the coffee table.

"Barb, when we listed your home, we expected it to sell in under the average market time, but it seems that in these first two days, the feedback I am getting from the other agents tells me that it is going to take a lot longer."

"And more expensive," she added quickly. "It seems your husband has been calling the agents who showed your home, and made various threats and just plain harassed them about their work. No agent likes a seller who will not cooperate, and as a result, several have called me and said they will refuse to show your house."

"As you know, most homes in Rancho Cordova are sold by an agent other than the listing agent, and most again, don't even work for the same broker. You understand how our Multiple Listing Service works, don't you?"

Barbara was getting confused, as she dully nodded her head in agreement.

"Anyway," Kelli continued, "My broker has asked me to increase the commission percentage to ten percent, rather than our customary six percent real estate fee."

"I've got the necessary papers right here so if you'd please sign them, we can get on to other things."

She winked at the older woman.

At these last words, Barbara's pussy started to wet itself as she thought she knew just what 'other things' Kelli was talking about.

Hope she buys my story. Kelli thought.

Kelli Stroud had not become a success by being a droll, stupid plodding sales person.

She was cunning, wily and absolutely cut throat in her business manners, and finding an excuse to boost the commission rate was one of her favorite methods to turn an eighteen thousand dollar commission into a thirty thousand dollar one.

Barbara was both confused, hurt and angry that Craig would attempt to hurt her this way. Why wouldn't he just go away, she thought as she turned to pick up the pen Kelli's hand offered.

"Good," Kelli said as she inspected the papers to make sure Barbara had signed them correctly.

"Just don't worry Barbara, I'll take care of everything. With the added incentive of an extra bonus, every agent in the county will be wanting to sell your house."

"And," she continued, "Craig really is paying for it anyway as the sales commission comes out of the proceeds from any offers you get."

She continued the lie.

"Now, Barbara, about your calling me at the office. My personal life is very treasured by me, and if any one at the office got wind that you and I were anything more than agent and client, it could be very difficult for me."

"If you do call, for God's sake, don't use any endearing phrases like 'dear' or 'darling', got it?" she continued.

Kelli shuffled the papers and put them in her attache case, snapping the gold clip with authority. Barbara was in such a state of confusion she was totally unprepared for what happened next.

"Barbara, darling, I want you to remember what I just told you and I have a way of enforcing your memory," Kelli said as she tightened her grip on the older woman's arm.

"Come over my lap, darling."

Barbara Rush saw this happening as though in a dream as she submissively laid herself over the young girl's lap, her stomach resting on Kelli's gorgeous thighs. For some reason, her pussy started to tingle.

"Now, Barbara, when is the last time you've been spanked?"

"Wha…?" Barbara couldn't answer as a lump caught in her throat.

"You heard me. When is the last time you've been spanked?"

"Oh, Kelli," she said as she turned her face up to see the younger girl, "I haven't been spanked since I was a child. Wha… what are you going to do?" she asked, her voice quavering.

"Are you going to spank me?" her voice trembled.

"Just a little reminder dear, of how to properly conduct yourself. A loving act of discipline I call it. You do want to remain my close friend don't you?"

The older woman was so vulnerable she would have done anything the young girl asked her. It had been a long time since someone cared enough about her to properly discipline her.

And the thought of this beautiful young woman spanking her, started a rush of sexual excitement between her twitching thighs.

"I'm going to give you a spanking," Kelli continued, her hands moving gently over the older woman's buttocks sliding Barbara's skirt over the gentle hills up to the small of her back.

"Oh!" a small cry of surprise escaped Barbara's lips.

The older woman couldn't believe it but she actually just experienced a pre orgasmic shudder as her pussy started to lubricate hearing the young girl's words. She was rapidly getting aroused!

Kelli slid the woman's panties carefully over the perfect white curves of her ass cheeks, and marveled how an older woman could keep them so tight. She was exciting to look at.

Sliding the panties down her legs and over her pumps, Kelli tossed them on the floor, then leaned over to pick them up again.

"My, my Barbara, getting a little excited? I think you've stained your panty crotch with your pussy juice."

"Am I making you wet?"

"Or is the anticipation of getting a spanking while over the lap of a pretty young girl doing it?" she continued.

Barbara's crotch ground against Kelli's thighs as she sighed in pleasure at the girl's touch and words. She WAS getting extremely turned on.

"I think you need to have these over your head while I spank you," Kelli said, taking the woman's panties and pulling them over her head so that her damp crotch was placed against Barbara's nose and mouth.

"I want you to inhale your pussy juice smell, Barbara, as I give you your spanking."

"Don't worry darling, I'm just going to give you a light spanking tonight."

"Just a reminder."

Kelli's thighs started to rub together and she could feel her own cunt getting wet.

"I'm going to give you a bare hand spanking dear. If I ever have to repeat this, I will use a hairbrush, do you understand?"

The older woman nodded her head, already dizzy with the thrills coursing through her body at the bizarre submission scene she was now willingly participating in.

WHACK!

Kelli's palm came down hard on Barbara's right ass cheek, leaving a palm print as she pulled it away.

She rubbed lightly over the print.

WHACK!!

Her palm now hit the woman's left ass cheek with more force, leaving a matching palm print.

She rubbed over the two red marks very lightly.

Barbara was twitching more now, her thighs parted slightly as she moved on the young girl's lap.

"I want you to count the spanks, Barbara," Kelli said.

WHACK!

"One," Barbara softly said.

"I can't hear you?"

WHACK!!!

"Two!" Barbara said louder.

WHACK! WHACK!!

"Three. Four." Barbara's bottom began to sting.

"Now, as I continue your spanking darling, I want you to count each spank and then say 'thank you Kelli', are you ready?"

The older woman's head nodded and the panties over her head sucked into her mouth and nostrils as she took a deep breath.

"Good, I'll begin all over then."

A soft groan came from Barbara's lips.

"And I don't want to hear one whimper or cry from you Barbara. You deserve this spanking, and if I hear any noise coming from your mouth I will just have to start over."

WHACK!

"One. Thank you Kelli."

WHACK!!

"Two. Thank you Kelli."

WHACK!!

"Owww! Three. Thank you Kelli."

"Now Barbara, let's begin again and see if you can get it right this time," Kelli said as Barbara let out her yelp of pain.

She started spanking the woman harder now, and Barbara Rush submissively let her buttocks be whacked, counting each stroke that Kelli delivered with her palm. Barbara remembered to thank her for each spanking as Kelli really got into it.

WHACK! WHACK!! WHACK!!!

"Seventy five…"

"Thank you Kelli."

"Seventy six…"

"Thank you Kelli."

"Seventy seven…"

"Thank you Kelli," the older woman was sobbing softly now with the pain of her spanking. She couldn't help herself, and more importantly, she couldn't help getting very wet between her legs as the spanking was really turning her on.

Kelli reached between Barbara's thighs and softly stroked her wet slit, rubbing the nub of her clitoris, then sliding her finger up into the woman's juicy open cunt.

She continued the spanking with her other hand.

At the hundredth stroke of her palm on the beet red cheeks, Barbara was thrashing wildly on Kelli's fingers, cumming against her hand.

The pain had turned to erotic pleasure.

The spanking drew an orgasm out from the very depths of the older woman's toes, over her calves, up her thighs and out her pussy to the tip of her sensitive clit.

Kelli was so turned on by the power she had over this woman that she pushed her roughly from her lap. She held on to her head, guiding it between her legs. She pulled Barbara's whimpering mouth onto her slit.

Barbara's tear filled eyes looked up beseechingly at her young dominatrix as her lips opened and her tongue slid into Kelli's juicy cunt. A moan of desire escaped her mouth as her tongue started to work deeply into the pretty young girl's opening.

Kelli leaned back to enjoy the erotic sight, and feelings of Barbara's expert tongue lashing in her pussy.

It looked so sexy, the older woman on her knees in front of her, head bowed between Kelli's thighs, her punished buttocks very red from the spanking she had just received, moving on her knees as she buried her face in the wet slit.

"Yes, Barbara, that's it," Kelli sighed.

"Show me how sorry you are for not having more discretion."

"Yes baby, show me how you like this reward I'm giving you," she continued.

"Oh, Barbara, do you like eating my pussy?"

"Ysssmmmphfiff," the older woman replied, her mouth not leaving the wonderful taste it now loved.

"Ysmphf… Ysmphf… Ysmphf!!!" Barbara mouthed into the cunt as she shook her head up and down vigorously.

Barbara kissed Kelli's cunt lips, just like she was kissing her mouth. It was very, very sexy as her mouth placed a soft kiss directly on the two puffed lips of her young lover.

She French kissed the dripping gash, and moved her mouth more on the lips.

She sucked each vagina lip into her mouth, first one, then left to the other.

Then her lips were encircling Kelli's clit as the young real estate agent threw her thighs wide open, and lifted her legs into the air. Kelli was cumming hard now against Barbara's mouth and her pussy let forth a torrent of cum cream into Barbara's mouth.

"Yes slave, you have learned your lesson well," Kelli sighed as another orgasm shook threw her body.

"Yes Barbara, I think I just might keep you as my lesbian sex slave after your divorce is final and we get this house sold," the girl lied.

Barbara was so thankful the young girl forgave her, and even more thankful she had spanked her needy bottom.

She would always be Kelli Stroud's slave now.

She knew it.

She would be her lesbian sex slave forever.

She lapped once more at Kelli's cunt, to lick up the last remaining drops of her mistress's pussy juice.

Barbara Rush had entered a new world of sexual fulfillment. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced in her life.

And, she wanted more.

Much more.