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Chapter 7

"SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!" The thin riding crop resounded smartly against Audrey's lily-white buttocks as Jane applied it with all her strength. Audrey was rocking back and forth on her high heels, Mr. Scantland was nodding his approval as he fondled his cock-bulge, Nurse Frye held a hand to her smiling mouth, and the figure behind the drapes swayed backward now. In moments Audrey's lovely white derriere was striped with crimson. She was gasping and moaning but still clinging to her knees with both hands as Jane laid it on her, "SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!", working down her lush, quivering thighs now. The little brunette was panting with highly pleasurable excitement, until she realized that very probably Audrey would soon be called upon to administer a similar whipping to her, and Audrey was a big, strong girl.

Jane's blouse had come open and her hair was tousled from her exertions, but now she quickly dropped the whip and said, "That's surely enough, Mr. Scantland. Dear heavens, I didn't mean to hit poor Audrey hard enough to leave a mark," she said, smoothing her hand over Audrey's highly inflamed buttocks, and pausing with it to tickle fingers within her vulva, decidedly and surprisingly wetter now.

"I don't think she's had near enough," said he, and when his hand roughly touched Audrey's criss-crossed backside, Jane distinctly felt Audrey's cunt open up and contract, in time with the hot shudder that ran through the big blonde's body. Had her cruel whipping further aroused Audrey? Impossible, Jane thought, but so many impossible things had happened to her at the Agency that she couldn't be sure. Oddly enough, Janie's cunt was all atingle, and even more strangely, she welcomed the feeling of sexual excitement.

"Should I… spank her some more?" she asked.

He shook his head. "I'll take over now," he said, and Audrey's cuntlips were fluttering like a moth's wings as Jane drew her fingers from them.

He slapped Audrey smartly on her ass and told her to straighten up. The light was shining very brightly in her eyes now and her smooth cheeks were definitely flushed with sexual excitement, further confirmed by her thumb-sized nipples poking hard at her diaphanous blouse. Jane was wholly intrigued, but more than certain that if a whipping was to be her lot, it wouldn't have this effect on her.

Mr. Scantland went to the desk and got the leather thong, and Audrey watched him every step of the way, big tits heaving with her excitement. "Hold your skirt up," he told her, and she quickly did so, elevating it very high, exposing all of the thin black garter belt that held up her gleaming white stockings. "And you," he said to Janie, "you get on your knees in front of her, where you can keep your tongue in her twat while I'm whipping her."

"M-Me?" said Jane, nonplused by his command.

"You," he replied. "You said you'd liked the taste of her cunt. Didn't you?"

"W-well, yes, but… "

"And you licked it all last night, didn't you?" he demanded.

"Yes, but…," she said, face turned scarlet as Audrey's pussy.

"But what? Well?" said Mr. Scantland, leaning close to her.

"With these people here?" Jane whispered.

"There's only Nurse Frye and myself," he blandly said. "Go ahead. On your knees, girl. Don't you want your friend to have a bit of pleasure with her pain?"

Jane glanced apprehensively at Nurse Frye, and past her to the figure behind the draperies, very obvious now, and very obviously breathing faster. Nurse Frye came over to her. The matronly redhead patted Jane's waist and said, "It's all right, dear. Goodness knows, there's little I haven't seen working for Mr. Scantland. Go ahead, Jane. I know it's something you'll enjoy doing for Audrey, and I certainly know Audrey will find it comforting. Go on, dear. Do as Mr. Scantland says. He always knows what's best."

Mr. Scantland nodded, Audrey beamed the warmest of smiles down on Janie, and Janie blushed anew and dropped to her knees.

The cunt before her face was absolutely gorgeous. Janie wanted to taste it again more than almost anything else in the world, now that she was faced with it. She placed her little hands on warm, marble smooth hips, inserted her tongue between creamy wet lips, and immediately found Audrey's big, big clit. ZIPPP! Mr. Scantland's leather thong made its first bite, the big clit bulged forward through Jane's sucking lips, and Audrey very clearly experienced an orgasm.

ZIPPP!… ZIPPP!… ZIPPP! The leather made its marks in slow cadence, each one bringing the swaying blonde to a higher state of tortured ecstasy, each one making her gushing twat all the more savory and exciting to the kneeling brunette. Jane was sucking noisily, tonguing beautifully, clutching Audrey's hips hard and perhaps cumming herself while the slow whipping went on. Audrey was moaning and gasping and shuddering from the pleasures and the pains behind and in front of her, and there was no 'perhaps' about her orgasms.

At times Jane thought Audrey was cumming over and over in measured succession and at times she was just as sure that she was experiencing one long, drawn-out orgasm. Either way, Audrey was on a sexual trip that was of the highest order, and getting wilder all the time. It frightened Janie, but not enough for her to stop sucking on the soft, succulent cunt that was being thrust at her busy mouth with every new impact of the leather.

ZIPPP!!!… ZIPPP!… ZIPPP! Again and again and again the leather stung already tender flesh, and Audrey's excitement grew, and grew. She was crying out now, "Oh! God! Unf!", and her voluptuous big body was quivering and writhing and twitching all over. She'd somehow stepped out of her hobbling panties and had her high heels planted wide apart, and her knees were bent and her legs were widely spraddled. She'd dropped her skirt and Jane was holding it up now as Audrey's strong hands were clamped on the black head at her loins, as if the almost equally excited Janie might quit on her. But Jane had no intention of quitting. Not when the thong, ZIPPP!… ZIPPP!… ZIPPP!, might taste her little butt next. She kept on sucking cunt, remembering all she'd learned the night before and learning new things about it, helping Audrey cum, and cumming herself in a strange, good way.

By then Jane's little cuntlips were throbbing in time to the tune of the thong. She was very wet between her legs and she longed for some contact with her cunt, though this of course was quite impossible under the circumstances. Her body was seething with desire for more, more of anything, and all she could do was vent her increasing passions on the cunt pressed hotly and wetly against her mouth. But she was cumming in her brain for certain, and that part of her body seemed to have an endless capacity for orgasm.

"Uh!! Oh-h-h-h-h!!! Gaw-d-d-d-d!!!" Audrey hoarsely wailed, and all but collapsed on top of Janie as a truly huge orgasm ripped through her. By then she was almost directly on top of little Jane, as the blows of the thong had driven her forward and Jane had been inching forward between Audrey's long legs. Jane was nearly kissing directly upward into Audrey's cunt, for all of it seemed to be as sensitive as her clitoris had been at the start of things. And now as the huge pleasure took possession of Audrey, much of her weight came down on Jane's upturned face. The little brunette was able to taste deep inside the hole from whence the honey flowed before Audrey staggered backward near collapse.

Jane blinked her eyes and looked around her. Her face was all wet with Audrey's cunt juice and her thighs were all wet with her own. Mr. Scantland was sitting on the edge of his desk, smiling benignly, cock still a bulge in his pants. Nurse Frye was smiling and nodding from near the draped wall. The male figure behind the drapes was still there, and now very definitely a male, for the red drapes were now stained wet where his loins were, though the bulge of his cock was still present. And Audrey? Audrey was all slumped over, barely able to keep her feet, and looking so sleepily happy in spite of her well- whipped ass that she could only grin like a fool and look round her through glazed eyes.

But her eyes came wide open when Mr. Scantland said, "Come over here and take it out."

“Yes sir!" she said, and hurried to the desk, got down on her knees, and worked with flying fingers at his fly.

Down came his zipper in a trice, but Audrey groaned with impatience at the tangle of his shorts within. Again Jane was shocked but fascinated by the scene before her, but when Mr. Scantland's beautiful hard cock came pop-ping out of his pants any shock in Jane dissolved into greedy yearning.

That cock was not for her. It was all Audrey's, and Audrey knew it and appreciated it. The lovely, pink-cheeked blonde held it in both hands, smiling and almost giggling, then smirked at Jane and Nurse Frye as she took it into her mouth.

Jane had tasted a little cock, but she'd never tasted it like that. She'd found a weird sort of enjoyment in briefly having Mr. Scantland's cock in her mouth, but nothing like the enjoyment Audrey was showing. The blonde, still terribly sore from the whipping he'd given her, was treating his cock like it was something fit only for gourmets. Hungry ones. She'd hold it in both hands and lick its hot red length from its hair to its oozing jizm-hole. And when the jism was flowing well, she'd look up at him appreciatively through her rich brown eyes and suck the red knob and much of the sturdy shaft into her mouth. Her ass had to be terribly sore as she did this. Janie, still kneeling where she'd been left, could see it clearly, totally crisscrossed with red stripes, perched hard on her high heels and squirming there. Still she sucked Mr. Scantland's cock, oblivious of anything else, holding its base in her hands and lavishing it with the hottest of kissings and suckings. It made Jane hungry to taste it. And it made her hand slip down to between her legs for just a bit of relief from the seething itching there.

She jumped when Nurse Frye tapped her shoulder, smiling sweetly, and said, "No masturbation here, dear. It's a rule we all keep. Just watch. Your turn will come, Janie."

But when? Janie wondered. She'd take Audrey's beating for just one lick on that cock, for just a half inch of it in her incredibly hot, wet cunt! But she had to sit there, endlessly, while Nurse Frye did things to the man behind the draperies and while Audrey, lucky Audrey, got to suck on Mr. Scantland's beautiful big cock. It made Jane feel sad. She'd thought that cock belonged to her, in a way. But it was clearly Audrey's now, and Mr. Scantland clearly liked what she was doing.

His pants were down about his knees, his shirttails splayed out, his hairy loins all wet with Audrey's well delivered kisses. His cock stood up like a proud flagpole, twitching and jerking from time to time as Audrey sucked on it. His teeth showed in a tight grin as he sat there on the edge of his desk and now Jane could see a fine film of perspiration showing on his handsome, balding forehead. And as she watched, fascinated, captivated, yearning to touch her aching cunt, Mr. Scantland uttered a grunt and began to cum.

"Oh, Scanty!" Audrey exclaimed, and became fully animated as the hot jizz spurted.

It squirted and shot, like heavy cream, and knowledgeable Audrey didn't waste a drop of it. The first spurts, all fresh and hot and strong, were engulfed by her sucking mouth, sucked in by her sunken cheeks, gulped down by her working gullet. Then she drew back and laughed as Mr. Scantland moaned with his long-awaited ecstasies, and she let the jism flow and gush, using her hands to massage it into his cockshaft, against her nuzzling cheeks, even onto her bared tits. She chuckled warmly while he moaned and creamed, and Jane thought her heart would break at the sight of his cock so steadily shooting into something other than her feverishly burning cunt. She watched jealously at Audrey sighing, utterly content with every single thing Mr. Scantland had given her, from the awful whipping to the beautiful cock-jizz.

"You may go now," said Mr. Scantland, "but don't ever do that again."

"Yes… sir," said Audrey, and got to her feet, looking triumphant, towering tall.

"You stay," he said when Janie started to rise, and he pointed a finger at her that was considerably stiffer than his cock now.

"Yes, Mr. Scantland," said she, bright as could be, hoping against hope that she'd get some part of his cock, any part of any cock but especially his, before she had to leave too.

Audrey sauntered out with a gay lilt to her sleek hips. Nurse Frye sighed and shook her head and returned to her desk. The figure behind the draperies seemed to sigh too. And Janie just sat there on the floor nursing a throbbing cunt while Mr. Scantland got up, pulled up his pants, and went around behind his desk. Again he pointed his finger at her, now saying, "You are to stay here under my desk until I am ready to deal with you."

"Yes, sir!" she said, scrambling forward on all fours, beaming a smile up at his sternly handsome countenance, and crawling into the little wooden cave under his desk.

He harumphed and sat down in his swivel chair, pulled it up till his knees were crowding her further back into the dimness there. His knees were bare. He hadn't bothered to pull his pants up. His thin legs were apart, his flaccid dick hanging over the edge of his chair. It was extremely tempting to the cowering, frightened Janie. She was very hot, but frightened too, in very new surroundings, learning new things, in grave danger of a really brutal beating for something that wasn't really her fault. And Mr. Scantland's cock was there. And Janie knew by then that the way to a man's heart is not always through his stomach. Cowering there she looked at it, she weighed it with her mind, she thought back to the pleasures she'd known on it, and she very frankly hungered for it. She thought about whether or not she'd take a beating for it and she wondered whether being really nice to it would make him forget about her impending punishment. But most of all she just looked at it, hungered for it, and as she looked her hunger grew. She crept closer to it, extended her tongue, and began to lick its pink, shriveled end.

"This paperwork is getting worse all the time, Nurse Frye," said Mr. Scantland, and he opened his legs wider.

"It's something we've got to do. The poor children need us," she replied, and Jane was able to get the whole length of that beloved man's cock in her mouth.

She sucked it and kissed it, used her hands on it. He very obligingly shifted forward so that she could gain access to his balls, and these she kissed with equal fervor, her near virgin cunt throbbing more with each new kiss. She used her hands too, quite unhearing as the Agency Director spoke with his Nurse, quite content for the moment to have her face deep between his very male loins and to have his utterly male cock even deeper in her mouth. Still and all, for all her passions for him, his cock remained flaccid. She didn't know much about men, didn't know how quick or how often they responded to her kind of adoration, but her passion for him increased with the waterings of her badly swollen cunt as she did her best to make it hard. She even opened her blouse all the way and rubbed her bare titties against his dangling organ, but still it hung there swollen but not stiff.

At last he sighed, said, "Nurse Frye, that will be all for tonight. I've got to get on with Miss White's punishment and there's no reason for you to stay for it."

"You won't be too hard on her?" said Nurse Frye, and Janie's heart rose and fell like a roller coaster car.

"You may go," he said, and Nurse Frye bade him goodnight, but Janie didn't hear the door open and close.

Mr. Scantland pushed back his chair and said, "Get up here."

Jane rose on lust-weakened, cramped legs, smiling worshipfully up at him.

He regarded her somberly as he stepped completely out of his pants and shorts and picked up the riding crop from the desk, then the leather thong, finally the ruler which he flexed in his hands.

Jane smiled winsomely at him, rubbed her bare backside, and simpered, "Do you really have to spank me? I'll be good from now on. I promise."

"I've heard promises before. So many." He sat down in his armless swivel chair, laid the ruler across his naked lap, and said, "But would you rather just go to bed now?"

She looked at his cock, flaccid and entirely useless to her in her condition, and she shook her head and said, "I'd rather stay, I guess, and… get what's coming to me."

He nodded sagely. "Get across my lap. Skirt up high. Get across my lap."

She sighed and did as he said. What was a little pain to her compared to what Audrey got, and what Audrey left with. Janie sighed and settled her hot bare belly and loins over his hard and boney lap, clutching the threadbare carpet with both hands and expecting the worst, hoping for the best. She was very aware that Nurse Frye hadn't left. She could discern her big-busted form behind the stained red draperies, doing something close with the male behind them. But now she didn't care who was there. What with her dread of the pain and her need for relief, the entire Supreme Court and the Pope of Rome might have been watching and she simply couldn't have changed how she felt.

WHACK!!! WHACKETT – WHACKETY – WHACK!

The sound of the bamboo ruler flattening her bare bottom was almost as shocking as the pain at first, but before very long at all pain had overwhelmed aural sensation and Jane was screaming and writhing on Mr. Scantland's lap.

Whackety-whack, whack, whack! And Jane was going out of her mind with this, her first real spanking administered on a very bare bottom that longed and itched for something else. She begged and pleaded with him through her tears, implored for him to stop it for just one breathing moment, but the ruler kept falling, whackety-whack, and Jane was sure she would go quite out of her mind with the scalding pain until she felt his cock on her belly.

Yes! He was getting hard! HARD! She didn't know what was causing it, didn't care, but his cock was getting hard, for her, far her! "Oh, yes, yes-s-s-s-s!" she moaned, scarcely feeling the blows on her backside now, but certainly feeling that stiffening dick under her squirming belly.

"Give-it-to-me, give-it-to-me," she panted, even smiling as he banged her with the ruler and as she got her hand up around a cock that was getting harder against her belly at every moment.

"Whack, Whack, Whack," the sharp-edged rule sang out, though now Jane hardly heard its impacts, listening instead to Mr. Scantland's passioned breathing as his cock came fully hard for her under her hot, thrusting young belly.

And then all at once he'd thrown her off his lap, cast her down on the floor on her smarting backside, and she was looking up at him, but only for a moment. He caught her by her long black hair, snarled a warning, and thrust her on his desk. It was all so quick and thoroughly exciting that Janie could hardly think, but she did know as he thrust her there, that he said, "Get ready for the best fucking you'll ever have, girl!"

His cock in her cunt, not her mouth! He did love her! She opened up fully, spreading her fourteen-year-old legs wide, giving his gorgeous cock total access to her reaching, thrusting cunt, and she waited on red hot pins and needles as he spread her sodden cuntlips with his fingers, fitted his swollen cockhead against her, and shoved it in, the whole six inches of it!

"Aaowi yes! Fuck me! I love it!" she screamed, as he snarled and humped and screwed in her, wonderful man!, and made her cum surely as hugely as Audrey had, even better, for he was cumming too!

Truly wonderful man, marvelously virile lover, he was no sooner balls-deep in Janie's little twat than he'd proceeded to fill it to more than overflowing with his good, hot jizm!

The heavy hot cream gushed and spouted in her, and Janie's cunt, her whole body sucked it up with greedy abandon. She moaned and panted with him, thrust back against his fierce jabs until she saw stars, and he poured the hard meat to her till his cream was flowing down to cover her puckering asshole. And then, at the huge peak of her great pleasure, he picked up the leather thong and he ZIPP, ZIPP, ZIPPED her with it, loudly commanding that she, "Move! Move that ass! Move that cunt before I make it bleed again!"

Janie fucked him insanely. The whole world was gone and she felt no pain at all from the leather thong as she threw up to him all she had, her naked tits and her bursting brain, her hot young hips and her high-heeled toes, her clutching hands and her clasping thighs, but most of all her cunt, her filled up cunt, that fine young cunt that had finally found out what it was all about.

At last the thong fell from his hand. At last Janie's young body stopped its thrusting as Mr. Scantland's cock was dragged out of it, "Oh, oh, Oh-h-h-h, you're wonderful, I love you," she sighed, and he. chuckled, and he v moved about to give her mouth best access to his cock.

She licked it clean, sweet thing, and as contented as she was, fresh pangs of yearning came creeping in when he took her to his door and told her to get on with herself so that he could finish up with his paperwork.