19 ~ A Dash of Fantasy

18 Nov

Held in place, spread-eagle on the large frame, both her front and back sides are easily accessible to the floggers.  Naomi thinks, they are tag-teaming me, and almost smiles, but then the flogging grows more intense, and she is no longer thinking about anything except the sensation.

Sara’s flogger lands rhythmically on Naomi’s ass and back and the tops of her thighs, making a lovely thuddy noise, and at first Naomi struggles against it, but as she accepts that there is no escape, she begins to find it exciting and somehow soothing at the same time.

Just as she relaxes into these sensations, Sara pauses, and Wendy begins using the shorter flogger on her breasts and between her wide-spread thighs.   It stings her nipples, which are already hard, and arouses her even more.  Her pussy is burning, and she longs to be fucked again.

While Wendy flogs Naomi’s breasts, Sara strokes her back and ass.  Naomi is moaning with pain and pleasure mingled.  When they switch off again, when Sara begins to flog her, Wendy pinches her nipples and strokes the inside of her thighs.

Sara increases the intensity a bit, but Naomi is barely aware of this.

“Just ten minutes,” says Anna.  “Stop when I tell you to.”

Naomi thinks 10 minutes will be a long time, but she loses her self in the touch of the flogger, the caress of hands, and she’s shocked when Anna gives the signal to stop by ringing the lovely bell again.

Naomi thinks vaguely that she will carry an emotional response to that sound for the rest of her life.

“Finish up now,” says Anna.

Wendy pinches each of Naomi’s nipples, hard, and then penetrates her with two fingers, commenting on how wet and aroused “this slut” is.  Sara slides a finger ~ two fingers? ~ into her asshole.  Naomi is so wet, the fingers slide in easily, and she moans.

Then they unhook her from the frame, and lead her to the sink, in the area where Sean and  Mark have been preparing breakfast.  They each wash one of her hands, washing their own too in the process, making her giggle.

“Come,” says Anna.  She’s sitting on a stool at a breakfast bar table that seats six.  She directs Naomi to sit on her left, next to Sean.  Wendy sits at the other end of the table, and Mark and Sara on the other side.

The table is arranged with lovely placemats in green and gold tones, heavy plates and big mugs.  Naomi smells coffee.

Mark serves, pouring coffee into her cup, offering milk and sweetener.  He’s wearing clothes now, a tee-shirt and pants, but the pants are ~ well, they have an opening in the front for his cock, and are cut out in the back as well, exposing his ass.  Naomi can’t help noticing it’s a nice ass, and is embarrassed that her eyes are drawn to his cock.

Sara and Wendy have put on robes, open in the front, slit in the back, but still, they are half covered, thinks Naomi, who is still completely naked.  The seat of the stool is plastic, and it’s an odd sensation to sit on it naked.

Only Anna is wearing a robe that is closed, belted around her waist.  The sleeves are wide, and she reminds Naomi of a priestess.

Naomi is allowed a piece of toast, multi-grain, she thinks, and half an orange.  She eats them with great pleasure, slowly sipping her coffee and savoring the tastes.

“We don’t eat much for breakfast,” Anna says,  “since we have exercise class soon after this.  But before that, i want to give you an opportunity to ask some questions.  I’m sure you have many.”

Naomi thinks, “O, yes!  i have tons of questions,” and might have spoken, but Anna puts a finger to her mouth, stopping her.

“No,” she says.  “I will give you time to think.  You are allowed three questions, and I will give you cards to write them on.  You still do not have permission to speak.  Enjoy your breakfast now.”

Anna turns her attention to Wendy, and then Mark, asking them about some book they’d read.  Naomi barely listens, she is trying to formulate her questions.  What does she most want to know?

When they have finished eating, they all carry their plates to the sink.  “Wendy and Sara, you may do the dishes, and clean up” says Anna.  “Mark, you and Sean may start on your reading assignments.  Naomi, come with me.”

Anna leads Naomi to a little writing table in a corner of the room, near a window.  Quite unexpectedly, she puts her hand between Naomi’s legs and penetrates her pussy.  “As I thought, slut,” she says, “You are far too wet to be allowed to sit on furniture.  Here, have a seat on this cushion on the floor.  This will be your cushion in this room.”

Anna then seats herself at the writing desk.  Naomi is flooded with feelings.  She feels herself blushing ~ too wet to sit on the furniture?

Anna notices her still standing, and points to the floor with a smile.  “Go ahead and sit,” she says kindly.  “You haven’t yet learned your place in this house yet, but you will.”

When Naomi still doesn’t obey, Anna shakes her head.  “That’s three,” she says gently.  Naomi had not noticed the crop leaning against the desk, and Anna is standing, crop in hand, before Naomi realizes what’s happening.

Taking Naomi’s hair in one hand, Anna bends her forward.  “Three,” she says, “For being slow to obey.”

The crop slashes through the air three times, each time landing above or below the previous spot.  Naomi cries out.

When Anna is finished, she says, “Now sit down, please,” and Naomi obeys quickly.

15 Responses to “19 ~ A Dash of Fantasy”

  1. joeyred51 November 18, 2012 at 7:34 am #

    Aisha,

    Excellent fantasy story. Floggers are so much fun, they can be used in some many ways.

    Thank you.

    Hug,
    joey

    • Fondles November 18, 2012 at 9:30 am #

      aaahhh… flogging…

    • aisha November 19, 2012 at 6:06 pm #

      Thank you, joey! You’re right, floggers are great!

      hug,

      aisha

  2. faithful November 18, 2012 at 10:47 am #

    You had me at – “but as she accepts that there is no escape”

    Yes- that is the moment.

    ~faithful

    • aisha November 19, 2012 at 6:07 pm #

      Hi, Faithful,

      Cool ~ i love that you know where i got you. 🙂

      aisha

  3. Wordwytch November 18, 2012 at 7:37 pm #

    A very interesting school… 🙂 I like how this is progressing.

    • aisha November 19, 2012 at 6:14 pm #

      Thanks, Wordwytch!

  4. Sirqsmlb November 18, 2012 at 8:52 pm #

    Oh, you have no idea how much I needed this escape today. I saved it because I knew that I would be stressed out this evening and here it was giving me a mini-escape. THANK YOU!!

    • aisha November 19, 2012 at 6:21 pm #

      Hi, Mlb,

      Well, i’m so glad it came at a good time for you!! Happy to be of service. 🙂 You are more than welcome!

      aisha

  5. quiltraveler November 19, 2012 at 12:04 am #

    Sir S has gifted me with an orgasm so i came over here to supply myself with inspiration. I now feel well supplied. 😉

    • aisha November 19, 2012 at 6:21 pm #

      Laughing… that’s wonderful. i hope your imagination took it to some great heights!

      aisha

  6. kayelef November 19, 2012 at 10:46 pm #

    Oh my… I just came across this and now I’m very sad that there’s no one home to spank me…

    • aisha November 20, 2012 at 7:17 am #

      Hi, Kayelef,

      Welcome! Nice to meet you ~ i’m glad you enjoyed it, sorry there was no one around to spank you! 🙂

      aisha

  7. vanillamom November 28, 2012 at 11:12 am #

    Definitely not the time, nor place, to get “lost in thought”…oh my gawd. This is too hot. Too hot. If I don’t get an O tonight I might burst!

    nilla

    • aisha November 28, 2012 at 11:15 am #

      i sure hope not, ‘Nilla! It would be a darn shame to lose you that way {smh} Noooooooo. i’ll keep my fingers crossed for that orgasm!

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