Ginney - Part 4.2

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[b]Ginney - Part 4.2[/b]

[u]Chapter 7.2 - The Seduction[/u]

The new suppository was very easy to insert as Ginney's asshole was quite distended from it's latest encounter with the speculum. As she watched the nasty brown wad of cotton disappear into Ginney's bottom, it was very exciting for Nurse Alcott to know that her "treatment" was mixing with Martha's "treatment" to create an obscene brown cocktail inside their unsuspecting patient's rear.
Nurse Alcott sent Ginney off to class on time for a change, reminding her lovely young charge to make sure she sat properly with her legs open for the remainder of the day.
Ginney was in an excellent mood as she returned home from school that afternoon. Her first day without underwear had been very exciting! She couldn't wait to tell her stepmother about it.
Upon entering her house she found her stepmother sprawled out on the couch in the living room, reading one of her "nursing magazines" as she called them. In reality these were highly erotic enema/medical fetish publications, but Martha had convinced Ginney that they were practically medical journals. It was not unusual for Ginney to find her stepmother reading one of these as scores of them were scattered throughout the house. What was unusual was that with the exception of a pair of clear 6-inch heels, her stepmother was completely naked.
Although Martha had spent a lot of time carefully picking out an outfit to wear in front of Ginney earlier in the day, in the interest of immodesty she had wisely changed her mind and elected to forgo clothes altogether. The skimpy halter top and daisy dukes she had picked out earlier were now turned inside out and lay on the floor in a crumpled heap, the white denim short shorts accentuated in the middle by a light brown stain where they had been jammed into Martha's asscrack.
Ginney eyes hungrily swept over her stepmother's nude body, seeing her in all of her naked glory for the first time. She admired Martha's perfect 36C tits, noting the large, dark areolae and firm, engorged nipples. Ginney's gaze then shifted to her stepmother's silky soft pussy. Ginney was pleased to see that her stepmother's twat was shaved exactly the same way as her own, except that the landing strip was dark brown instead of blond. She could easily see the glistening folds of Martha's bare pussy lips as her stepmother was laying on her back with her legs spread wide open. One leg was propped up on the arm rest and the other was dangling off the side of the couch.
"Wow, she really is beautiful," Ginney thought. Then another thought crept into her mind. "But I wish I could see her bottom."
Martha rose to a sitting position and turned to face Ginney with her legs spread wide apart, giving Ginney an unobstructed view of her open pussy. "Hello, dear," she said. Ginney was speechless.
Martha stood up and turned her back to Ginney. She slowly bent over at the waist and pointed her bottom directly at her stepdaughter, purposely keeping her knees locked and her fanny high in the air as she leaned down to set her magazine on the end table. She held this position for much longer than necessary and playfully flexed her asshole open and closed, putting on quite a show for her young stepdaughter.
Ginney was in shock as she stared at her stepmother's upturned bottom with her mouth partially open. Martha's tan legs looked so long and sexy above her big 6-inch heels. Above those lovely legs, her stepmother's bottom seemed to just burst out, so full and round. The taut flesh of the firm round globes looked so soft and supple, they invited a caress, a slap, or maybe even a lick. Ooooh, Ginney felt so deliciously naughty having these thoughts. Fortunately, her stepmother's bent over position caused these sexy cheeks to be spread far apart, affording Ginney an excellent view of the deep crack between them. Ginney's mouth went dry and her breathing got heavy as she stared at the most erotic thing she had ever seen: her own stepmother's asshole. She was absolutely entranced as she watched the sexy crinkled browneye pulse open and closed with a hypnotic rhythm. Ginney shivered as her stepmother's lewdly exposed hole awakened deep primal urges in her young teenage body for the first time. She was overcome with an overwhelming carnal desire to smell it, to taste it, to bury her face in it and run her tongue all around its crinkled brown surface. "What's happening to me?" she wondered to herself.
Martha was sure that her lewdly exposed rosebud was arousing Ginney's natural, depraved anal cravings. She knew that these wanton desires were locked deep in the subconscious mind of all young ladies; it was simply a matter of bringing them out, and Martha was more than happy to do that for Ginney. It was really a shame that most other girls Ginney's age didn't have mothers who understood their needs the way she did.
Martha held her sexy pose for as long as she thought she could get away with, resisting the urge to reach back and spread her cheeks wider for Ginney. Finally, she turned to face her stepdaughter. "How was your day, Ginney?"
Ginney swallowed hard and took a moment to compose herself before answering. "Oh, it was great, Mom! You were right, it wasn't bad at all once I got used to it. It was actually really, ummm....comfortable. I would never go back to wearing underwear now."
"That's wonderful, dear! See, mother knows best! By the way, I talked to your teachers and I was very pleased to hear that you sat properly with your legs open in every single class. They also mentioned that they expect your grades to go up, which is great. Healthy girls are smart girls, you know!"
"Yeah Mom, that will be really cool if I start getting better grades. But Mom?"
"Yes, dear?"
"Um, why are you naked?"
"Why am I naked?" Martha replied with mock surprise. She looked quizzically at Ginney as if the reason should have been obvious. "Weren't you paying attention last night? Remember when I said after you watched the video that to avoid health risks we probably shouldn't wear clothes at home anymore? Really Ginney, you need to start paying better attention. The information Nurse Alcott and I give you is vital for your health and well-being. Anyway, to answer your question, the reason that I'm parading around the house stark naked is both for my own health and to set a good example for you to follow. Speaking of which, I'm sure you'd probably like to change out of that itchy school uniform. Why don't you go up to your room, lose that uniform, and then come back down for dinner. But make sure you wear some type of shoes; it's not sanitary to walk around barefoot."
"Wow, so now not only am I not allowed to wear underwear anymore, I'm also not allowed to wear clothes at home?" Ginney thought to herself. "This is getting interesting."
Ginney followed her stepmother's orders as always and went up to her room to change. She removed the uniform completely, but kept her shoes and tall white schoolgirl socks on.
"There, that's much better, Ginney," Martha remarked when Ginney returned downstairs wearing nothing but her school shoes and socks. "You know, I don't think I really had a chance to tell you how proud I am of what you accomplished today. You're becoming a woman, my dear. Come give your mother a hug."
Ginney gingerly moved over to hug her naked stepmother. She trembled as her bare flesh touched her stepmother's for the first time. It was a wonderful feeling. Martha hugged her very tight, mashing her big tits into Ginney's, and grinding her wet pussy against Ginney's equally slick hole. She could feel her stepdaughter's breath quicken and her nipples harden at her touch. They could both smell each other's strong musky pussies. Understandably, the two gorgeous nude women held the embrace for much longer than they usually did while clothed. Martha kissed Ginney lightly on the cheek and let her hands quickly run down over the girl's naked buns before she broke the erotic mother/daughter embrace.
Ginney and her mother ate dinner at the kitchen table as usual. Ginney found it strangely exciting to be sitting at the dinner table completely naked. She couldn't stop staring at her stepmother's gorgeous tits, especially during dessert, when all she could think about was licking the whipped cream they were eating off of them. Ginney was a bit surprised and disturbed by these thoughts she was having about her stepmother, but she was much too horny at this point to care.
Ginney was quite surprised when Brad Watson called to ask her out after dinner. She was even more surprised when her stepmother said it was ok for her to go out with him.
Martha told Ginney that Brad was an outstanding young man and that she was very lucky to be going out with him. Wasting no time, she ushered Ginney into the basement exam room to begin preparations for her date.
Martha remained gloriously naked as she perpared to begin this evening's proceedings, adding only a white nurse's hat with a red cross to augment the sexy 6-inch heels she was wearing. She instructed Ginney get up on the exam room table in the knee-chest position with her rear end high in the air so that they could begin the necessary pre-date preparations.
"Let's see how our friend is doing back here," Martha began, referring to the dirty suppository that had been fermenting for hours inside Ginney's steaming ass. "Open up, my dear."
Ginney reached back and spread her asscheeks wide apart, causing her asshole to open up a bit.
"Come on, Ginney." Martha scolded. "You know better than that. Let's do it the right way for mother."
Ginney knew exactly what was expected of her. She obediently stuck her fingers into her own ass and pulled out as hard she could. Her elastic anal opening yielded under the pressure and opened further, revealing the dark inner recesses of her bottom.
Martha still wasn't satisfied. "Honestly, Ginney that just won't do," she scolded. "I'm afraid you need some help from our friend, the anal retractor."
Martha inserted the 8 inch long, thin metallic blades of the three-prong anal retractor deep in Ginney's open behind. She worked the retractor further and further open and finally locked it in place. Ginney moaned in pain as all three blades of the retractor forced her asshole open a good three inches. "She should be glad I didn't open this to the full four inches," Martha thought.
Martha leaned in very close and used a bright light to inspect Ginney's wide open rectum. She was very pleased to see that Nurse Alcott had "medicated" Ginney's suppository quite nicely indeed. The dirty cotton tampon was surrounded by a murky sea of brown poop, some of which came from Nurse Alcott's pretty rear end and some which came from none other than Martha's own stinky, naughty fanny. The heady aroma overtook the normal sterile hospital smell of the exam room as it wafted out through Ginney's wide open asshole.
"Excellent," Martha cooed as she inhaled deeply through her nose. "Everything's looks great back here, Ginney. It looks like the suppository has done its job perfectly. The inside of your bottom is absolutely plastered with the medicine, as it should be. We may rid you of that bowel infection just yet! Now we just need to remove our little friend from your bottom and then we can stick the enema hose up your pretty little fanny and give it a nice big clean out. Would you like that, darling?"
"Oh yes, mother," Ginney replied, gritting her teeth to try to deal with the painful stretching caused by the anal retractor. "I really feel like I need an enema...badly."
"You most certainly do, considering that you haven't had an enema since early this morning. God, that was almost 12 hours ago! You must be dying for one by now! I'll have to make sure to give you an especially thorough cleanout to make up for it. But first, I'm going to need to take some pictures of your bottom for your medical records."
Martha took numerous pictures of Ginney's gaping asshole with her digital camera, directing Ginney to arch her back and stick her bottom even higher in the air so that it was even more prominently displayed. Martha took shots from all different angles and distances, ranging from far shots that showed all of Ginney's sexy naked body to extreme closeups of her gaping asshole and the delights normally hidden within, now exposed wonderfully thanks to the anal retractor. Ginney moaned from the prolonged anal stretching as the photo shoot seemed to last interminably long. Martha ignored Ginney's whimpers and took her time, making sure to get plenty of sexy images for herself and Susan to enjoy for their deviant pleasure later.
When she was finally satisfied after taking a good thirty pictures of her stepdaughter's open rear end, Martha put away the camera and donned a pair of thin rubber gloves in preparation for the removal of Ginney's suppository. Ordinarily Martha never wore gloves during Ginney's exams, but today would be much messier than usual due to the extremely dirty condition of her young charge's bottom. Martha coated her gloved hand with a copious amount of K-Y liquid and then turned her attention to the "important" medical business at hand.
Ginney sighed in relief as Martha finally released the gear on the anal retractor and removed it from her tortured rear passage. Her relief was very short-lived, however. Without further ado, Martha plunged her right hand past Ginney's open, quivering anal ring with one fluid motion, causing her to gasp at the sudden invasion. Martha pumped her lubricated hand in and out of Ginney's filthy, shitty ass, driving the young teenager wild with passion. She stopped just as Ginney was teetering on the brink of orgasm and removed the suppository from her bottom. The large cotton cylinder was quite a sight: it had certainly been dirty prior to its insertion in Ginney's backside, but now it was positively vile. Martha made sure to put the nasty suppository and her shit-stained rubber gloves in a safe place as they would definitely need to be photographed later.
With this pleasant piece of business done, it was time for the next step: the vitally important, eternally essential enema.
Ginney heard Martha filling the large sink with hot water. That sound alone was enough to make her pussy tingle with anticipation. When she detected the all too familiar scent of Castile soap in the air she knew she was in for a very thorough, soapy cleanout this evening. This came as no surprise to Ginney. Although she had only been allowed to go on a few dates up to this point, her stepmother had already made it crystal clear that taking a pre-date enema was absolutely crucial and would be required without exception before each and every date she went on.
Martha hung the bloated, 4 quart clear enema bag on an IV stand and wheeled it over to Ginney's dirty upturned fanny. She noted with strong approval that Ginney still obediently maintained the required position on her knees with her chest pressed into the table and her bottom high in the air even though it must have become very uncomfortable for her quite a while ago. She allowed Ginney to switch from this position to a much more comfortable one for her enema: on her back with her feet up in the raised stirrups. Her reason for doing this had nothing at all do with Ginney's comfort, however--she simply needed to get better access to her stepdaughter's succulent young cunt.
"We will be using the double Inflatable nozzle tonight as you are in need of an especially big, soapy enema," Martha began. "Are you ready for your cleanout, my dear?"
"Yes, please." Ginney couldn't wait to begin. The double Inflatable with its two large retention balloons always satisfied the special needs of her hungry young ass by giving her the feeling of fullness that she loved so much. Her initial experiences with the nozzle had been rather painful as it had seemed to be much too big for her tight little bottom at first. But as her training progressed that pain was quickly replaced by intense pleasure. Out of all the seemingly endless ways she had received enemas in the two years since her father died, the Inflatable had quickly become one of her favorites.
The lubricated end of the nozzle slid in easily through Ginney's loose asshole, creating little waves of pleasure that radiated throughout her sensitive bottom. Martha inflated the extra large inner retention balloon to its full 750cc capacity, causing it to expand to a huge 3 inch diameter inside Ginney's dirty rectum. She was pleased to hear Ginney moan with obvious pleasure as the nozzle filled her fanny and stretched her sensitive insides. This special nozzle was 3 times the size of a normal Inflatable nozzle balloon and it always did a wonderful job of stretching Ginney's young rear. This was just one of the myriad pieces of special-order medical equipment that Martha planned to use on Ginney in the coming months as she moved forward with the more advanced phase of her stepdaughter's training.
Martha inflated the 750cc outer balloon, creating an air-tight seal around Ginney's asshole that would prevent premature leaking of the enema fluid. At last, it was time for the enema to begin.
Martha opened the clamp on the tubing and started the warm flow of soapy water deep into the dark recesses hidden between her stepdaughter's spread cheeks. As the water flowed steadily from the swollen bag high above, she rubbed Ginney's rapidly-expanding stomach and occasionally let her fingers glide over her throbbing clitoris, sending little waves of electricity through her stepdaughter's body.
Ginney moaned as the spreading warmth in her bottom pushed her to the edges of ecstacy. "GAWD, this is good," she thought to herself. There really was nothing in the world that could compare to the feeling of a good enema--and they were only getting better. Each new enema she received seemed to feel even better than the last. The more enemas she was given, the more her desire for them seemed to be amplified. Though she wasn't consciously aware of it, these desires were gradually beginning to blossom into a full-blown obsession with the bulging bag and the special feelings it produced in her horny young bottom, which of course was exactly what Martha wanted.
Ginney thoroughly enjoyed most of the enema, but she began to complain of cramping and fullness as she reached the 2.75 quart mark. This was to be expected as Ginney's new 3 quart capacity limit had been achieved this week through the use of a high enema given with a 30 inch colon tube. Martha knew that a high enema typically allowed for larger volumes to be retained than a normal enema, because the higher portion of the colon is much less sensitive, and therefore much less prone to cramping than the lower portion of the colon. Nevertheless, she was determined to reach Ginney's 3 quart limit this evening.
Martha stopped the flow of water for a few minutes to allow Ginney's cramps to subside. Ginney begged her to stop there, but Martha opened the floodgates soon enough, causing more hot soapy water to gush into Ginney's rapidly-expanding gut. She rubbed Ginney's clit vigorously and responded to her young charge's protests with stern words of encouragement. She reluctantly stopped the enema when the 3 quart mark was finally reached, leaving Ginney agonizingly full.
"Mom, can I pleeeease go to the bathroom?" Ginney pleaded.
"Absolutely not," Martha replied sternly. "You need to retain this in order to for it to work. You should know that by now."
Before Ginney could protest further, Martha disconnected the enema tube from the Inflatable nozzle and wheeled the IV stand back over to the sink. Ginney groaned as the 3 quarts of hot soapy enema churned in her bursting gut. Then she heard it. Her heart sank as she instantly realized what it was: Martha was running hot water in the sink once again! Could she possibly be thinking of continuing the enema? She tried to see what was happening in the sink but all she could see was her naked stepmother's jiggling bare bottom, long tan legs, and sexy 6-inch heels. She feared the worst since more often than not that seemed to be what was in store for her when she was at the mercy of her stepmother. Her fear soon turned to panic as she saw Martha take the enema bag down from the IV stand and then hang it back up on the stand a few minutes later completely full. Ginney began to cry as Martha wheeled the dreaded apparatus back over to the OB/GYN couch.
"As you know, Ginney, before going out on a date it is extremely important to cleanse your bottom by taking a good enema," Martha began, ignoring Ginney's childish crying. "This is by far the most important pre-date ritual there is. As I always like to say, 'A good date begins with a good enema'. I'm sure you've realized by now that this is true for most things, not just dates. Anyhow, you're old enough now where it is not only extremely important to cleanse your bottom before every date, it is also very important to cleanse your cunt. Not as important as taking care of your bottom of course, but almost as important. So, while the enema does its work inside your fanny, I'm going to give your pussy a thorough douche."
Ginney sighed in relief as she realized that the full syringe was not going to be used to give her a bigger enema after all. Instead she would be receiving a nice warm douche. Although she had just started douching recently, she was already a big fan thanks to Nurse Alcott's mastery of the more erotic aspects of the procedure.
"According to the notes from your last douching session with Nurse Alcott, you seemed to have a strong preference for the larger nozzles over the smaller ones, so I'm going to skip the small ones this time and go straight to a nice big one for you," Martha announced as she connected a large black, shielded douche nozzle to the syringe tubing.
"Good, we're starting with a big one," Ginney thought as she watched her stepmother smear a liberal amount of lubricant all over the big black nozzle. Her pussy tingled as she remembered the intense stimulation and subsequent orgasm that the large nozzle had caused during her last session with Nurse Alcott.
Martha pulled the catch basin out from table so that it was directly underneath Ginney's lewdly displayed feminine parts. She then deftly spread Ginney's inner pussy lips with her left hand and inserted the large douche nozzle until she felt it bump up against Ginney's delicate hymen.
"Ok, Ginney. Time to give that young cunt of yours a good cleansing!" Ginney heard the distinctive click of the metal hose clamp snapping open and instantly felt the soothing warmth of the douche filling her virgin pussy.
Martha expertly pumped the long black douche nozzle in and out of her stepdaughter's tight teenage pussy, slowly at first, and then gradually faster as she felt Ginney's pussy expand with the water pressure. Ginney's arousal level rose steadily with every second of the erotic douche, her low moans becoming louder and more urgent with each thrust of the nozzle.
"Mmmmmm.....Yesssss.....Oooooohhhh.......Oooooooooh......Mmmmmmmmm"
At this point Martha decided it was time to turn the heat up a few notches. She inserted the nozzle deeply until the large shield formed a seal around the opening of Ginney's pussy, trapping the water inside. She applied firm pressure to keep the seal intact while she moved the nozzle up and down, rubbing the large rubber shield rhythmically across Ginney's throbbing clit.
Ginney moaned as the gushing water ballooned inside her, causing the sensitive walls of her cunt to expand rapidly, which created intensely erotic sensations. Having both her pussy and ass filled to the bursting point at the same time was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. She could no longer tell where her pussy ended and her rectum began. It felt as if her entire body had become one giant enema: the best enema she ever had.
"Yessss......Yessssss, mother.........Plllleease don't stop.......You do it so ..... Ooooooh ..... Soooo .... goooood ......... Mmmmmmm ...... Enema .......Ennnnemaaaa ..... I... Love ... E..NE..MAAAASSSS!"
Ginney squealed with delight as Martha withdrew the spurting nozzle from her overflowing pussy and used it to squirt hot jets of liquid directly onto her sensitive clit. This was so intense that it brought her to the brink of orgasm in seconds. Martha quickly stopped the flow as she did not want Ginney to get off just yet.
"Ginney, I think a larger nozzle may be necessary to really make sure we get your little cunt as clean as possible before your big date. What do you think, dear? Do you want me to use a larger nozzle?" Martha asked this with a mischievous gleam in her eyes.
Ginney was barely able to speak in the midst of her sexual excitement. "Yyyyessss," she panted, "Bigger. Pllleeaassee. Bigger. Mmmmmmm ...Ooooh"
"That's a good girl!" Martha beamed. She attached an even larger black rubber douche nozzle to the hose and applied a copious amount of lubrication to its entire surface. She buried the gleaming black rubber shaft deep in Ginney's sensitive pussy with her experienced hands, eliciting a low moan of satisfaction from her horny young patient.
Martha employed the same powerful erotic douching techniques she had just used with the smaller nozzle, this time producing even better results due to Ginney's already highly aroused state and the higher level of stimulation that the larger nozzle provided. Again she stopped the procedure just as Ginney was agonizingly close to a mind-blowing orgasm, leaving the poor girl dying for release.
"No! It can't be over already!" Ginney thought. She felt like she was teetering on the edge of a cliff, but couldn't quite jump off no matter how hard she tried. Her whole body ached for the sweet satisfaction of orgasm--the enema-induced orgasm she had been building toward from the moment her stepmother's finger first touched her tender anal opening at the beginning of the procedure.
"Ok, Ginney. Your cunt should be squeaky clean inside now," pronounced Martha. "Now we just need to take care of the outside. We all know how unsanitary pussy hair is, don't we? Lately you've actually been doing a pretty decent job of shaving your pussy on a weekly basis. But before a big date like the one you have tonight, that simply won't do. So tonight I'm going to show you how proper grown ladies get rid of unhealthy and unsightly pussy hair for special occasions. But first, let's trim that landing strip of yours."
Martha retrieved an electric trimmer from a drawer near the sink. Ginney was very familiar with the trimmer as she was required to use one to trim her downy pubic landing strip at least once a week.
Tingles of pleasure shot down to her clit as her stepmother began to work on her landing strip with the vibrating trimmer. God, she was so close to cumming! Adding fuel to the fire was the fact that her stepmother's perfect naked tits and engorged nipples were hanging like two ripe melons between her own splayed legs, only inches away from making contact with her cunt. Her stepmother smiled devilishly at her when she caught her staring at them. Ginney concentrated as hard as she could on trying to climax, but her stepmother turned off the trimmer just as she was about to explode.
Martha retrieved some items from the adjoining supply room for the next part of Ginney's pussy treatment, leaving her teased and tormented stepdaughter quivering with desire on the examining table.
"Ginney," began Martha when she returned from the supply room, "up to this point you've been relying only on weekly shaving to keep your pussy free of disease-ridden hair. That's ok for young girls with a little peach fuzz, but you're a big girl now and it's time that you learned how to wax your pussy. In addition to a thorough enema and douche, proper ladies should always get a good pussy wax to prepare themselves for special evenings like tonight. It's the most thorough and hygienic way to remove your pussy hair and it leaves your cunt feeling just as soft and silky smooth as your supple young bottom cheeks. And I'm sure from your own explorations you've become very familiar with just how soft that is by now..."
Ginney blushed at her stepmother's suggestive comment as she knew it was very true. Just like any other horny, developing young girl, she had spent plenty of time exploring her sexy young body ever since she started puberty at around the age of twelve. At first these explorations had centered primarily around her precocious young tits, which developed much more rapidly than did most of her classmates'. Over the years however, the focal point of her attention had shifted to where it rightfully belonged: the round cheeks of her luscious young bottom, and even more particularly the crinkled brown hole between them. She had spent many private hours standing before the mirror with her neck twisted around until it hurt just so she could see her behind and study her bare cheeks, dark crack, and winking asshole. Although this healthy and increasingly fervent preoccupation with her bottom was due in part to her own natural sexual curiosity, it had blossomed largely due to her stepmother's steady guidance and the training program she had carefully designed to make Ginney focus more and more on her sexy rear end and the many erotic pleasures associated with it.
"Ok, so the first step is to apply the wax," Martha informed Ginney as she scooped a gob of wax out of a container with a wooden stick. "But I have to warn you: it's a bit hot." Martha applied the wax liberally to Ginney's outer pussy area with the stick.
"Oww!" Ginney yelped in pain as the hot wax touched her sensitive pussy. Despite her stepmother's warning, she hadn't expected it to be that hot.
"Make sure you get it everywhere or you won't get all the hair," Martha said as she pulled Ginney's pussy lips back and spread hot wax all over them, inside and out, causing Ginney to cry out once again.
"The next step is to place cloth strips over the hot wax and then wait for it to harden." Martha positioned the strips carefully, making sure some of them were close to Ginney's throbbing clit to provide maximum stimulation upon removal.
Ginney panted and twitched on the table as her stepmother waited for the wax to harden. The application of the hot wax to her sensitive pussy had once again pushed her frustratingly close to orgasm; she was teetering on the agonizing threshold of a spectacular climax for what seemed like the thousandth time that evening. There was no way she could take much more of this sweet torture.
"Ok, now we just remove the strips and bye-bye pussy hair!" Martha announced after a few minutes.
RIIP. Ginney howled in pain and her eyes bugged out as Martha brutally tore the stips from her tender pussy in rapid-fire succession. It was some of the most unique and intense pain she had ever experienced, and it raised her arousal level to even greater heights. She could feel a climax building somewhere deep in her bottom and pussy. It was so close. As the strip closest to her clit was ripped away, Ginney screamed as she suddenly felt her entire body explode in an absolutely earth-shattering orgasm. At last she felt the sweet release she had been craving for what seemed like an eternity. She bucked and writhed in the stirrups for several minutes, skrieking like an animal as wave after wave of delicious pleasure pulsated throughout her entire body. Her convulsions eventually dimished to twitches until finally she lay still on the table, her entire body drenched in sweat and a look of complete satisfaction on her face.
"Good girl!" Martha beamed once Ginney finally settled down. "Some women complain that waxing is painful, but you seemed to handle it quite well."
Martha pressed a button and the section of the table below Ginney's upper body rose until Ginney was brought up almost to a seated position.
"It looks to me like your first pussy wax was very successful, dear," Martha said as she casually inspected her stepdaughter's open crotch. "Take a look for yourself. You're pussy looks so pretty now, don't you think?"
Martha held a mirror between Ginney's legs so that her stepdaughter could see her freshly waxed pussy. Ginney felt a tingle of excitement as she examined her teenage cunt. It looked quite tender and the pouting lips were a bit swollen and a much darker shade of pink than usual. But it also looked very smooth, very sexy, and very naughty.
"Yeah, mom," agreed Ginney with a smile. "My cunt looks really pretty. I like it!"
"I'm so glad you used the word 'cunt', my little peach. I see you've finally starting to listen to me regarding the proper way to refer to your feminine areas. 'Cunt' really is the appropriate word for it now; it may have been just a little girl's cunny before, but now it is most definitely a cunt. Just feel how soft and smooth it is, honey." Martha took Ginney's hand and guided it down to her cunt, moving it in small circles across the freshly denuded folds of sensitive female flesh. Ginney was amazed at how silky smooth it felt and how incredibly sensitive it was to the touch. As her stepmother expertly guided her hand, she couldn't help but let a out a little moan of pleasure. Having a waxed pussy was going to be fun!
Martha squirted some lotion onto Ginney's crotch and then mother and daughter worked together, massaging the lotion into the tender cunt flesh "to soothe and heal it". It wasn't long before Ginney's hypersensitive pussy started to get wet with arousal once again.
"Congratulations, Ginney!" Martha said proudly as she stood back and admired her stepdaughter's open crotch. "You are the proud new owner of a big girl's grown-up cunt. You're going to love having such a nice smooth, bald cunt, but it will take some maintainance to keep it that way. From now on you will be required to shave it every day like a big girl instead of just once a week. And we are going to wax it at least once a week, plus every night that you have a date. Anyway, you'll have plenty of time to enjoy your new cunt later, but right now let's work on expelling that nice big enema that's sloshing around inside your bottom."
Martha released Ginney's legs from the padded stirrups and helped her stand up. As soon as she reached an upright position, the urge to expel her enema became overwhelming. An alarming surge shot through her bowels that almost made her double over. Ginney leaned on Martha as she struggled to walk with the 3 quarts of soapy enema churning in her distended belly.
Martha placed Ginney in a squatting position over the toilet in the adjoining bathroom with her bottom about a foot above the bowl. She then reached back between Ginney's spread cheeks, deflated the retention balloons on the Inflatable nozzle, and started to remove it from Ginney's behind. A massive torrent of water and shit exploded out of Ginney's asshole accompanied by a thunderous fart before Martha even got the nozzle all the way out, spraying all over her hands and the toilet seat.
Completely unfazed, Martha pushed Ginney down onto the dirty toilet seat and then straddled the young girl's lap facing her. Martha mashed her ample naked titties into her stepdaughter's and used her dirty hands to massage Ginney's belly while softly whispering words of encouragement in her ear.
At first Ginney was mortified to have her stepmother straddling her lap while she noisily and messily expeled her enema. But Martha's tender touch and soft whispers of encouragement were so comforting that her embarrassment soon faded and was quickly replaced by strong feelings of sexual arousal. This was by far the most sensual enema expulsion she had ever experienced. To her delight, her gorgeous naked stepmother stayed on her lap and continued the erotic touching and rubbing as the big 3 quart enema exploded out of her ass, accompanied by plenty of noisy unladylike farts, for a good thirty minutes.
Martha made Ginney get up once she had finished so that she could inspect the results. "My, my, that enema was certainly needed! Look at how dirty your fanny was!" Martha announced, referring to the obscene brown concoction filling the toilet that was actually a mixture of Nurse Alcott's shit and her own shit. Hardly any of it was actually Ginney's own natural poop. "We will definitely need to get pictures of this for your medical records!"
Martha snapped several photos of the dirty toilet with her digital camera, causing Ginney to turn crimson with embarrassment.
"Honestly, Ginney this is nothing to be embarrassed about. It's just a little poo poo," scolded Martha. "I can't believe you're almost 18 years old and you can't even handle looking at your own shit! What am I going to do with you? Anyway, as you can see your bottom is obviously not clean yet, so more enemas will be necessary."
Martha led Ginney back into the exam room, leaving the filthy toilet unflushed. She gave Ginney another 3 quart enema using the Inflatable nozzle, this time without soap. While Ginney obediently held in her enema, Martha meticulously gave Ginney's toenails a pedicure with her feet still locked in the stirrups. When Martha finished she made Ginney expel her enema in the upstairs bathroom, saying that she wanted to keep the specimen that was floating in the exam room toilet intact so that she could take a stool sample from it later that evening.
An inspection of the toilet following Ginney's second enema revealed that a third one was needed as the water was still quite brown. While this third enema did it's work, Martha gave Ginney a manicure to complete her nail treatment. When she allowed Ginney to return to the upstairs toilet the water finally came out clear as it shot out through her overworked asshole, indicating that no futher enemas would be necessary--at least, not for the time being.
"All done, Ginney," announced Martha. "You can go upstairs now and take a shower. I'm going to help you get dressed for your date, so don't put on any clothes when you get out--not one stitch."
Martha waited until she heard the shower running in Ginney's bathroom, and then opened one of the large double doors that led to her gigantic master suite.
There was Brad, sitting completely naked in a chair in front of a large panel of TV monitors that was built into the far wall. His clothes lay in a crumpled heap on the floor next to the chair. It was obvious from his flushed face and huge throbbing erection that he had been masturbating furiously to the images on the screens.
"Did you enjoy the show, Brad?" asked Martha with an evil grin.
"Oh my God! Mrs. Elliot, that was the hottest thing I've ever seen!" replied Brad.
"That was only the beginning, my dear. There will be countless more episodes like the one you witnessed tonight, and you'll be able watch all of them on the monitors. Speaking of which, did you have a successful first night manning the cameras?"
"Heck yeah. Just wait till you see the tape!"
"As a matter of fact, Ginney's school nurse and I will be watching it in detail together later tonight while you are out with Ginney. And as you might expect, we'll be doing all kinds of nasty, perverted things to each other. That should give you something nice to think about while you're on your date with my daughter, don't you think? Speaking of Ginney, what did you think of her? Isn't she a hot little slut?"
"Hell yeah! I always thought she was a hottie, but I had no idea she was such a naughty, perverted little bitch."
"She takes after her mother you know," Martha whispered breathily in Brad's ear as she leaned in for a kiss.
As they exchanged a wet, lustful kiss, Martha took Brad's hands and guided them down to her curvaceous rear end. Brad squeezed the soft flesh of the dimpled cheeks and let his fingers roam along the dark crack until he found the brown crinkled ring of her beautiful puckered asshole. Martha moaned and her knees turned to Jello as her handsome 17 year-old neighbor fingered her most sensitive and sexy orifice.
"Mmmmm, that feels so good on Mommy's asshole, Bradley," Martha moaned huskily into Brad's ear. "Mommy loves it when you finger her asshole, honey. But I bet that's not all you'd like to do to Mommy's asshole. I bet you'd like to taste it, wouldn't you? Would Bradley like to taste Mommy's asshole before he goes out with Mommy's daughter tonight?"
"Yyyyesss," groaned Brad.
Martha bent over and spread her delectable asscheeks wide apart with both hands, exposing her enticing winking brown star to Brad's hungry gaze. "Please lick Mommy's asshole, Bradley. Please. Mommy needs it."
Brad buried his face deep in the sexy crack between Martha's luscious cheeks. His entire world was now completely dominated by her exquisite derriere. He inhaled deeply, savoring the erotic, earthy scent of her asshole. His tongue darted out and licked all around the sensitive anal opening, tickling the nerve endings that produced the intense pleasure that could only come from anal stimulation. The sharp, exotic taste of her asshole drove him wild with lust. He couldn't get enough of her scrumptious ass. He grabbed onto her hips and buried his face even deeper in her crack, his tongue lapping at her delectable asshole hungrily.
"Uhhhhhh....yyyyesssss.....that's it Bradley," Martha moaned. "Lick Mommy's asshole.....mmmmmm.....lick it good. Yyyyyesssss......gooood. Now stick your tongue inside Mommy's nice warm fanny......Oooooooo. There.....Ahhhhh....there you go, sweetie. Lick all around the inside. Deeep inside. Mmmmmm....Mommy loves it when you tongue her fanny."
Very reluctantly, Martha forced herself to make Brad stop. She turned around to face him, leaving him begging for more of her sweet ass. "We'll continue this later, my dear. You have a date that you need to get ready for. Here's the plan. Tonight you're going to take Ginney out to dinner at Mangiano's. Then you're going to park up at the lover's lane near the mall. Try to see how far you can get with her sexually. Push her as far as you can and don't be afraid to be a bit forceful if you need to. The goal tonight is for you to try to get a blow job. I don't expect to her to actually give you a blow job on your first date, but don't worry; after tonight you should be able to get one from her whenever you want.
Oh, and I also want you to try to grab Ginney's bottom while you are walking around in public. The more public the setting, the better. For example, the crowded lobby at the restaurant would be a great place to do it. Keep trying throughout the night even if she tells you to stop. I want to see what her reaction is. And make sure you compliment her bottom at every opportunity. Ninety-five percent of the compliments you give her tonight should be about her bottom. Also, you should try to steer the conversation toward the subject of enemas whenever possible. The more you can talk about her bottom and about enemas on the date, the better. If you do all of these things, I'll consider this date to be a success. And it had better be a success if you want to continue seeing Ginney."
"Oh, it'll be my pleasure, Mrs. Elliot."
"Good. Come back in about an hour. Ginney should be ready by then."
Martha sent Brad down the back staircase that was down the hall in the opposite direction of Ginney's room so that he would have no chance of running into her on the way out.
With Brad safely out of the house, Martha decided it was time to check on Ginney. She threw open the door to Ginney's bathroom without knocking and found Ginney standing in front of the mirror stark naked, blow drying her long blond hair.
"Ginney, come to my room when you finish up and I'll help you get dressed," Martha ordered.
"Your room?" Ginney asked.
"Yes, my room. Brad is a very special young man and I don't think you have anything nice enough to wear for him. You have mostly little girl clothes; tonight you need to dress like a woman. So I'm going to let you wear some of my clothes on your date."
"Really? Cool! Thanks, Mom!" Ginney smiled. She had always been envious of her stepmother's sexy, risque clothes, but she had never been allowed to wear them before. Her stepmother must really think highly of Brad to allow this.
"Remember, don't put anything on at all. You are to remain completely naked until I dress you."
"Yes, mother."
Ginney excitedly finished blow drying her hair and reported to her stepmother's room a few minutes later wearing nothing but her birthday suit. She couldn't wait to try on her stepmother's clothes!
Martha had already laid out a large selection of different outfits on the bed, and Ginney noted happily that every one of them consisted of what looked like a startlingly small amount of fabric.
"Ginney," Martha began, "now that you're becoming a big girl, I'm going to teach you how to dress properly for a date. You may not have realized this yet, but without a doubt the single most important thing to consider when picking out an outfit for a date is how pretty it makes your bottom look. That is definitely the most important criteria, because Brad's first impression of you will have an awful lot to do with how well you have presented your bottom, believe me. So we're going to try out several different outfits and until we find the one that makes you--and especially your bottom--look the sexiest."
Martha made Ginney try on outfit after outfit, each one more revealing and risque than the last. The tops consisted of various skimpy halters, tank tops, and tube tops; clingy wisps of material that were clearly intended to show off her tits as boldly as possible. The matching micro miniskirts, hot pants, and daisy dukes were all so tight, high-cut, and exposed so much of her bottom that they made Ginney blush.
Martha scrutinized each outfit carefully, making Ginney turn this way and that as she modeled the flimsy garments. It came as no surprise to Ginney that the vast majority of these highly sexual poses were ones that displayed her bottom prominently, Whether it was leaning forward over the vanity while sticking her bottom out behind her, bending over at the waist and touching her toes, or on her hands and knees with her bottom high in the air as if she was about to receive an enema, there seemed to be no limit to the different ways that her stepmother came up with to ogle her tantalizingly exposed bottom. Ginney had to admit that while a part of her felt a bit embarrassed, it was actually quite exciting to be posing and strutting around in such skimpy outfits in front of her stepmother.
After much deliberation, Martha finally decided on an outfit that she felt was suitable for Ginney to wear on her date. The top was a white lycra halter that was just barely long enough to cover Ginney's tits and was gingerly held in place by tying the two sides together to form a large sexy bow in the front. The bottom consisted of matching white lycra hot pants that laced up the front and back and were cut high enough to expose a tantilizing hint of both pert asscheeks. A pair of extremely sexy 6-inch clear platform heels completed the outfit. These were much higher than any heels Ginney had ever worn before, so some practice was necessary. Martha taught her how to walk in the sexy heels with a big sway in her hips so that her bottom would look the most appealing, and she made her practice walking back and forth across the room until she got it right.
Once she felt Ginney had mastered her sexy new walk after much practice, Martha let Ginney take a look at herself in the large full-length mirror so that she could see how hot she looked in her skimpy outfit.
Ginney's heart began to pound and shivers of excitement ran through her body as she stared at her own titillating reflection in the mirror. The outfit her stepmother had picked out was far more daring than anything she could have imagined wearing. Her nipples and even the dark circles of her large areolae were quite visible through the tight white lycra top. Of course, it helped that her nipples had become rock hard as soon as she saw how sexy she looked in the mirror. She realized with a tingle of excitement that one small tug on the sexy knot of fabric between her big tits would be all it would take to release them from the form fitting lycra top and expose them to the open air. The hot pants were almost more revealing than the top. They rode very low, exposing her sexy tan stomach and bellyring all the way from the bottom of her tits to well below her hips. The laces in the front and back did not close the shorts completely even when fully cinched, leaving a heart-stopping section of flesh partially exposed in between the laces. This daring exposure stopped just above the top of her landing strip in the front and just above her asscrack in the back. The hot pants were so short and were cut so high on the sides that her long, silky tan legs were exposed almost all the way up to her pelvis. She was the perfect image of a hot teenage sexpot, and somewhat to her surprise, not only did she like it, she LOVED it.
"Well, well, I'd say my little girl looks quite appealing in this hot little number," beamed Martha. "How about you, Ginney? What do you think of this outfit?"
"It's amazing, Mom! I love it! You have THE coolest clothes. Thanks for letting me wear this!" Ginney gushed. She had been dying to wear sexy clothes like this for years. She was so tired of the relatively conservative girls attire she had only been allowed to wear up to this point. She thought her stepmother always looked so pretty in her provocative outfits and she saw the effect it had on other men and even on other women. She had begged and begged her stepmother to allow her to wear some of her clothes, but until tonight the answer had always been "not until you're older".
"Well there was no way I was going to let you go out with Brad dressed in your usual little girls clothes!" replied Martha. "No daughter of mine is going to go out with a fine young man like Brad dressed like a librarian! This is the proper way to dress for a big date like the one you have tonight. But if you're going to dress this way, there are certain things you need to learn about, my dear. For example, did you notice that you can see the outline of your cunt lips right through your shorts? That's called a camel toe, honey, and it looks really pretty."
Ginney was quite startled to see that her stepmother was absolutely right. The twin protruding bulges of her cunt lips were clearly visible through the tight hot pants, as the clingy white lycra left very little to the imagination. She also noticed with a bit of embarrassment that a small wet stain was beginning to form in between those sexy lips, as her musky juices oozed out of her horny pussy, making the thin white material even more transparent.
"A proper young lady should always have a good camel toe on display whenever she wears shorts or hot pants," Martha continued. "If you don't have one, then that means you aren't wearing them properly and they need to be pulled up tighter so that the material really digs into your crotch, the deeper the better of course. Believe me, both men and other women notice these things, so you should always check to make sure you have a proper camel toe before you leave the house and you should continue checking throughout the evening."
"Ok, Mother. I will."
"You'd better, because I expect nothing less than that, young lady. In fact, it would probably actually be easier for you to just have Brad check for you since it's kind of hard to see your own pussy without a mirror. Although I'm sure he'll already be doing plenty of checking in that area even if we don't tell him to. Boys will be boys! Anyway, here I am going on and on about your outfit and you haven't even gotten a look at the best part yet. Let's go into the enema r...I mean bathroom and I'll let you see how sexy your tight little bottom looks in those hot pants."
The massive adjoining master bathroom had completely mirrored walls and a completely mirrored ceiling. There was even a large mirror built into a portion of the floor. This setup gave Martha the ability to watch herself from all angles whenever she took an enema in the room (which was quite frequently), no matter what position she was in. Behind one of the mirrored walls was an enormous walk-in closet that was filled with nothing but enema equipment. A large selection of enema bags hung from hooks on the mirrored walls and numerous enema nozzles sat in rows on the countertops. Hardly a bathroom, it was really an enema room; a private shrine to the activity that Martha loved most. Even the typical things found in an ordinary bathroom were primarily used for enemas--overwhelmingly more than they were used for any other type of activity. The sink mainly functioned as a station for filling enema bags and bulbs. The toilet and even the large, claw-footed bathtub were chiefly used as places to expel enemas; usually in a very noisy and messy fashion.
"Now you can see how pretty your bottom looks in those hot pants, Ginney," Martha beamed once they were in the mirrored room.
Ginney had to agree with her stepmother as she studied her ample backside in the mirror. The form fitting lycra molded to the lovely contours of her bottom like a second skin, plunging deep into her crack and rising high enough on the sides to reveal an arousing glimpse of her delectable asscheeks. Despite the fact that they covered most of her bottom, the shorts did almost nothing to conceal it. They hugged her body so tightly that every detail of the form and shape of her gorgeous behind was completely exposed to wandering eyes. It almost looked like the shorts weren't real, like they were actually shiny white liquid paint that had been applied to her bare bottom.
"Brad's not going to know what to do with himself once he sees your bottom in these," Martha said confidently. "Notice how the material digs into your fanny crack just like digs into your cunt in the front. That's just as important if not more so than having a camel toe in front, so we'll have to make sure Brad checks on this as well throughout the night. I'm sure he'll have no problem with that duty! In fact, we'd better pull them up tighter now for good measure."
Martha tugged on the hot pants, pulling them higher and making the fabric dig even deeper into Ginney's crack, exposing a bit more of her sexy asscheeks on the sides.
"There that's better," she said, pleased with herself. "Now your bottom is ready for Brad. There's just one last thing I need to tell you, and this is for your health more than anything else. The laces on the back of your hot pants are completely cinched up right now, but they certainly don't need to stay that way all night. If at any time tonight you feel like your bottom needs some air, please feel free to undo some of the laces. If you undo enough of them, you should be able to feel the fresh air trickle right down to your fanny hole. If you're having a tough time doing that on your own, you can ask Brad to help you. Just explain to him that you need to air out your asshole. From what I can tell, he's had an excellent upbringing and he's quite a gentleman, so he should know all about the special needs and requirements of the female asshole."
Martha slapped Ginney's bottom playfully with a loud whack. "Brad's going to love this ass, my dear," she whispered seductively in Ginney's ear, making the young girl's temperature rise considerably.
On that note, Martha ushered Ginney out of the bathroom and over to the vanity to apply her makeup. Martha did her usual outstanding job, giving Ginney the perfect "fuck-me" look. It was certainly the most makeup Ginney had ever worn.
Soon thereafter the doorbell rang. Martha quickly threw a skimpy green chemise on over her nude body and escorted Ginney excitedly to the front door.
"Hello, Brad!" Martha greeted Ginney's date after opening the large wooden front door. "So nice to see you again. This is my daughter, Ginney."
Brad's mouth went dry as Ginney stepped out from behind her stepmother. He had seen her plenty of times before and she always looked really hot, but nothing like this. Tonight she has the hottest thing he had ever seen. In her skimpy skin-tight outfit she was pure sex, a wet dream come true. Brad instantly felt his cock spring to attention as he ogled Ginney's luscious, nearly nude body. "Hi," he managed after a moment.
"Hi," Ginney replied shyly.
"Doesn't she look hot in that outfit?" Martha asked Brad.
"Oh yeah she does, Mrs. Elliot. Wow." replied Brad.
"Well you haven't even seen the best part yet, Brad. Ginney, please turn around."
"Mom!" Ginney complained, turning red with embarrassment.
"Don't you 'Mom' me, young lady! Now unless you want me to spank your naughty bare bottom right in front of this young man you'd better turn around this instant!"
Ginney looked completely mortified and completely defeated. She knew she had no choice. "Yes, mother," she murmured. She turned around so that her sexy rear was right in Brad's face.
Brad practically came in his pants when he saw how incredibly hot her ass looked in the unbelievably tight hot pants.
"What do you think, Brad?" asked Martha. "Doesn't my Ginney have a great ass?"
"Oh yeah, Mrs. Elliot. She has an amazing ass!"
"Did you hear that, Ginney? Brad thinks you have a sexy little fanny. Now what do we say when a nice young man like Brad compliments our cute little bottom?"
"Thank you, Brad." said Ginney obediently
"Very good, Ginney. Now bend forward at the waist so that Brad can get a better look at your bottom."
Ginney bent over so that her back was horizontal, causing the shorts to dig even further into her crack and expose even more of her enticing asscheeks to Brad's hungry gaze.
"I'm sure you're enjoying the way those hot pants are wedged into her asscrack, Brad," said Martha. "It will be your job to make sure they stay that way all night. It they start to slip out, pull them up higher so that they are nice and snug and deep in her crack. Do you think you can handle that?"
"Sure, Mrs. Elliot. My pleasure!"
"Great. Ginney you can turn back around now." Ginney turned to face Brad once again, looking quite uneasy and thoroughly embarrassed by her stepmother's conduct.
"Well I guess you two are all set to go," Martha continued. "Just make sure you have Ginney home by midnight, Brad. Ordinarily I'd let her stay out later, but Ginney has a big day ahead of her tomorrow. She recently started taking sex education lessons every Saturday morning from a doctor friend of mine, and I always wake her up bright and early to allow plenty of time to give her a big soapy enema before she leaves the house. We couldn't have her going off to the see the doctor with a dirty bottom now could we? Anyway, tomorrow's lesson is extremely important and I don't want her to be late for any reason. You see, Brad, my Ginney is going to spend all day tomorrow on her knees learning how to give blow jobs, which I'm sure you'll agree is something that all proper young ladies need to know how to do, and do well." Martha winked and smiled devilishly at Brad.
Ginney wanted to shrivel up and die. She was absolutely shocked by her stepmother's lewd behavior. Sometimes she really hated Martha. She couldn't believe Martha had told Brad about her sex lessons and about her morning enemas. She had never felt more embarrassed in her entire life. It was all she could do to keep herself from crying.
"Ok, you two have fun!" Martha sent them off with a big grin and a healthy smack of Ginney's backside.
"How was your date, dear?" Martha asked as she greeted her daughter at the front door wearing nothing but a menacing pair of black 7-inch stilettos. It was just before midnight, and Ginney had arrived home with a flushed face, frazzled hair, and smeared lipstick, indicating that her date had most likely gone quite well. And in fact it had gone very well; so well that Ginney was still very horny. She really hoped that she could get the inevitable post-date interrogation over with quickly so that she could run up to her room, get naked, and get herself off.
"It was great, Mom," Ginney replied. "Brad's a cool guy."
"Good. I had a feeling it was going to go well. So what did you guys do together?"
"We went out to dinner at Mangiano's."
"And?"
"And....and then we went up to....to lover's lane." Ginney admitted sheepishly. Ginney was really hoping the interrogation would stop there, but of course, it didn't.
"Ok. And what did you do up there?"
"It was a nice night. We looked at the view of the city lights."
"No, no, no. Come on Ginney, I wasn't born yesterday. I mean what did you do sexually? Tell mother the details."
"Oh Mom, do we really have to get into that?"
"Of course we do, Ginney. You should know the rules by now. You are required to tell me everything about your sex life or you will have no sex life. Got it? Now out with it, young lady!"
Ginney sighed with frustration. "Well, ok. We went up there and we made out. Brad's a great kisser."
"You kissed? That's all? I don't think that a fine young man like Brad would stop there. I hope he at least tried to get a look at your titties..."
"Um...yyyyes. He did."
"So he got your top off and you had your big naked titties out in the open air?"
"Uh huh."
"Very good. By the way, isn't that top wonderful, dear? You just give a little tug on the tie in front and your tits pop right out! It's perfect for first dates. That's one of the reasons I had you wear it tonight. So what did Brad do to your naked titties, my love?"
"He ummm...He rrrubbed them....and he piiinched them. And uh....and he llllicked them."
"Good. And how did it feel when he did that?"
"It felt....it felt good, Mom."
"Just good?"
"Well, actually it felt great. He's really good at it!"
"I see, I see. My little girl Ginney loves to have her big titties groped and licked doesn't she?"
Ginney paused before answering softly in a little girl voice. "Yyyyesss."
"Yes, yes, I'll bet you do. And I'll bet your pussy was getting nice and wet when he was doing that, wasn't it?"
"Mom!"
"Oh give me a break, Ginney! You can tell me if your pussy got wet when Brad sucked on your titties. I'm your mother for Christ's sake!"
"Ughhhhh. All right, all right. It got wet," Ginney finally admitted as she felt her face turn crimson. She couldn't wait for this embarrassing interrogation to be over with. This was always the worst part about going out on a date.
"Yes, I bet your pussy was creaming all over the inside of your hot pants, wasn't it? I bet your were one horny girl at that point, weren't you my sexy little peach?"
"Ummm...yeah, I was pretty horny, Mom." Ginney mumbled, looking down at the floor.
"Of course you were! I get really horny when someone sucks on my tits too you know. All women do. Now tell me dear, were you moaning?"
"Um, yeah, I guess I remember moaning some," Ginney replied. This was really getting embarrassing!
"Wonderful! And what types of things were you saying to him while he was sucking on your tits?"
"Um...I was saying, you know, 'that's it, suck on my titties', 'pinch them harder', 'I'm so hot', you know, stuff like that."
"Good girl! That's great, Ginney, no holding back. But I'm sure there's more--at least I hope there is. What happened after he sucked on your tits for a while?"
"Well, then he tried to undo the laces on the back of my shorts and he was trying to jam his hand into them and feel around back there."
"Perfect! And what did you do?"
"I told him to stop. I didn't want him taking my pants off."
WHACK! Martha slapped Ginney extremely hard right across the face, stunning the poor girl.
"OWWW!" Ginney screamed with a mixture of pain and surprise.
"What!?" Martha bellowed. "You didn't let him? How could you do that after I specifically told you that you should open up the laces to air out your bottom? You deliberately disobeyed me! Plus, how many times have I told you that you should never, EVER deny someone access to your bottom! This is outrageous! You should know better than that!"
Martha delivered another painful slap to Ginney's face. The stunned teenager started to cry.
"I'm sorry, Mother," Ginney whimpered. "I just didn't think I was ready for him to do that."
"Ginney, I made a point to tell you before your date that a big part of Brad's first impression of you would be based on your bottom, didn't I? And then you wouldn't even let him play with it? I'm really disappointed with you. Everything was going great and then you fucked it up! You might have already blown it with him, Ginney. Do you realize that? Don't you ever, EVER, do that again, young lady!"
"Yes, mother." Ginney replied with a sullen look on her face.
"Well, I can't imagine anything good happening after you did THAT, but go ahead and tell me anyway."
Ginney was really scared to continue with her account of the date, but she knew it would be a lot worse if she didn't. "Well, after that he went back to sucking on my tits for a while, and that got me pretty hot again. He opened his shirt and I started kissing all down his chest and stomach. He's got a really great body. Anyway, then he started to push my head down towards his crotch and I heard him unzipping his fly. He was trying to get me to give him a blow job, Mom!"
"Ok. So did you?"
"No! Of course not. It was our first date."
WHACK! Martha slapped Ginney even harder this time, leaving a large red handprint on her face.
"Owwwwwwwww!" Ginney howled in pain. Overwhelmed by a mixture of physical pain, humiliation, and fear of what her stepmother might do next, she began to sob uncontrollably. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, Mom!"
"Sorry isn't going to cut it, young lady! I don't know where you ever got the ridiculous idea that you can't suck cock on the first date, but it certainly wasn't from me. Now I understand that you haven't been taught how to do it properly yet--that will come tomorrow--but that's still no excuse for not giving it your best shot. Honestly, I can't believe how naughty you were tonight! First you don't let Brad play with your ass, and then you refuse to give him a blow job! That is simply inexecusable! A proper young lady should ALWAYS let a man do whatever he wants to her ass and she should ALWAYS suck his cock whenever he asks. I don't care what the time or situation is, how many people are around, or how many dates you have or haven't been on! Your behavior tonight was completely unacceptable and will NOT be tolerated. You're coming with me, young lady!"
Martha grabbed Ginney roughly by the hair and pulled her down a long hallway. A dark cloud of dread decended upon Ginney as she realized where they were going: the punishment room. The punishment room was only used when her stepmother was especially angry with her. "No, please Mom, don't! Not the punishment room! I'll be good I promise!" Ginney pleaded as she tried to choke back tears.
The punishment room was in an otherwise unused wing on the first floor of the mansion. The wing had been used as servants' quarters by the original owners of the house, but it hadn't been used for that purpose in ages. The rooms sat empty and unused for years, but that changed one night shortly after Ginney reached the age of 12. On that night, like many others, Martha decided that Ginney had been very naughty, so she took Ginney over her knee and dished out yet another one of her frequent hard spankings with the hairbrush on Ginney's bare bottom. As usual, it was very painful and Ginney bawled like a baby throughout her punishment. However, since this was the record fifth time she had spanked Ginney in the same week, Martha still wasn't satisfied. She told Ginney that she was an incorrigibly naughty girl, and that as she grew older it had become very obvious that she needed more advanced forms of discipline than the simple over-the-knee spankings she was accustomed to. She told Ginney that she was going to build a special punishment room just for that purpose. At the time Ginney hadn't believed her at all, thinking it was just an idle threat that was meant to scare her. But it wasn't long before her first session in the punishment room--a brutal bare bottom caning--painfully illustrated how terribly wrong she had been. That night was the first time she had really, truly been afraid of her stepmother, and even though she was rapidly approaching her 18th birthday, she still was.
As one might expect, Martha had spared no expense on the punishment room. Over the years, the variety and complexity of the equipment within the room had increased significantly, but the purpose of every single item remained the same - smacking Ginney's naughty bare bottom. A huge selection of benches, horses, and several pieces of custom-made furniture were all at her disposal, all specifically designed for punishing naughty young girls. A menacing array of whips, canes, and paddles hung on the walls, patiently waiting for their turn to strike Ginney's quivering bare buttocks.
Martha pushed Ginney up against the wall and locked her hands together behind her head with one of the built-in sets of handcuffs.
"Time for those clothes to come off!" Martha barked. Two quick pulls on the knots that held the shirt together between Ginney's tits and at the back of her neck were all it took to make the flimsy garment fall to the floor, exposing Ginney's voluptous tits to the open air. Martha quickly moved to Ginney's hot pants, loosening the laces in the back and front and then inching the extremely tight latex shorts down Ginney's long legs. It was especially difficult to pry the shorts out of Ginney's crotch, as her copious pussy juice had soaked the latex and molded it up into her cunt like a second skin.
Martha worked the shorts down far enough to expose all of Ginney's naked pussy and then paused. She leaned down to take a whiff of the large wet stain covering the crotch of the inside-out latex, her long dark hair tickling Ginney's cunt as the top of her head brushed up against it.
"Mmmmm. That definitely smells like your cunt, Ginney," Martha moaned lustily. "Brad really got you worked up tonight didn't he?"
Ginney was far too embarrassed to reply.
Martha worked the hot pants the rest of the way down until they were finally off. She tossed them over by Ginney's top on the floor and then made Ginney step back into her sexy 6-inch clear heels. Now both mother and daughter were completely nude with the exception of their slutty shoes.
Martha detached the handcuffs from the wall, but kept them fastened so that Ginney's hands remained locked behind her head. She dragged Ginney by the handcuffs over to one of her favorite custom-built spanking horses. Ignoring Ginney's protests, she roughly forced her to bend over the padded top bar and locked her legs onto the horse at the base using the built-in shackles. Her legs were now spread wide apart and she could not close them.
Martha unlocked the handcuffs and pulled Ginney's arms down on the other side of the horse until she was practically touching her toes. She locked her wrists to the other set of built-in shackles at the base of the horse, keeping her in place.
Martha stood back and admired the vulnerable position she had forced her naked stepdaughter into. She was completely bent over at an almost 180 degree angle, so far in fact that her big tits were practically hitting her in the chin and her long hair was actually touching the floor on the other side of the horse. Her torso rested on the padded top bar of the horse, where feathery ticklers were strategically positioned to stimulate her clit. The bar was so high off the ground that the bottoms of her 6-inch heels just barely touched the floor. In this obscene position, all of the charms offered by her lovely teenage cunt and delectable backside were luridly displayed. The full rounded cheeks of her lovely bottom were spread wide apart, lewdly exposing every square inch of her sexy crack and most importantly her crinkled brown asshole winking playfully in the center. She was bent over so far that the sensitive, pulsating anal hole was practically pointing at the ceiling.
"You have been especially naughty tonight, Ginney," Martha lectured sternly, "so you deserve an especially severe punishment for what you've done. You see these, Ginney?" Martha held up a set of translucent, torpedo shaped cylinders. "These are glycerin suppositories. They burn like hell and a whole bunch of them are going up your naughty bottom. And that's just the beginning of your punishment."
Ginney just cried and whimpered like a little girl, knowing it was pointless to ask for mercy.
Taking her time, Martha rubbed the outside of Ginney's asshole with her index finger, scraping her long manicured fingernail roughly across it's sensitive, crinkled surface. She lulled Ginney to sleep with this mildly irritating but fairly benign massage and then suddenly jammed her finger up Ginney's asshole dry, causing the poor girl to yelp at the sudden abrasive invasion. Martha played with Ginney's ass for a while, slipping in two, and then three dry fingers. Finally, she began to insert the glycerin suppositories. One was usually enough to drive the average person crazy, but Martha decided to insert four of them. It only took about a minute for Ginney to feel the first signs of irritation as the suppositories began to melt inside her bottom.
"Since you still seem to have absolutely no control over your bottom, we're going to use this to keep the suppositories in where they belong," Martha held up a huge 8-inch long, 3-inch wide butt plug. Ginney's eyes grew wide when she saw the large anal invader.
Martha jammed the butt plug in roughly without preparing Ginney's asshole properly for it. This was a punishment, so she wanted it to hurt. Ginney cried out as her sore asshole was forced painfully open. "Now we'll just turn on the vibration to make the suppositories melt faster," Martha announced as she hit the switch causing the battery-powered butt plug to start vibrating inside Ginney's bottom.
Once Ginney got used to it, the vibrating butt plug actually felt really good inside her sensitive bottom. "There, that's much better," Ginney thought as she felt the first stirrings of sexual arousal. But this temporary reprieve ended quickly as the suppositories melted and the burning in her bottom painfully increased until eventually it felt like her whole ass was on fire. To make matters worse, she was soon overcome by an urgent need to move her bowels. She pleaded with her stepmother to let her shit the suppositories out.
"Maybe you should have thought twice when you decided not to let Brad play with your ass tonight!" Martha lambasted Ginney. "This is only the tip of the iceberg, trust me young lady. If you think it's bad now, just wait until the spasms start later. You did something very, very wrong and this is what you deserve. Speaking of which, it's time for your real punishment to start."
Martha perused the immense selection of spanking implements hanging on the walls long and hard before finally settling on her instrument of pain for the evening: a 26 inch long black riding crop. She sneered at Ginney as she approached the helpless girl's elevated rear end brandishing the crop.
Ginney's eyes grew wide and her crying intensified when she saw Martha with the riding crop. A whipping with the riding crop or one of the countless other whips in the punishment room was the most painful method her stepmother used to punish her. Only a beating with a bamboo cane came close to the kind of intense pain that was inflicted by the whip. Her stepmother must really be mad at her! Ginney cursed herself for being such a prude on her date. Why couldn't she have just let Brad play with her ass? Why couldn't she have just given him a blow job? God, she really fucked up this time! She knew she had only herself to blame for the grave consequences she was about to endure at the hands of her stepmother.
Martha tried a few practice swings with the riding crop, stopping just short of actually striking Ginney's bottom. The resulting swishing noise sent waves of dread through Ginney as she clenched her bottom cheeks in anticipation of each blow. After a few more practice swings, Martha let the flared business end of the riding crop slide lightly across Ginney's dimpled backside. She continued the soft caresses with the crop, rubbing all across Ginney's ample cheeks, through the sensitive valley of her crack, all the way down to her freshly waxed cunt lips. The magic touch of the riding crop stimulated the tender pink lips deliciously and soon they were slick with the young girl's fragrant juices.
Without warning, Martha abruptly ended the gentle massage. She raised the riding crop high in the air and came down with all her might, delivering a devastating blow to Ginney's helpless bare bottom. The crop came down with a lovely swishing sound, which was promptly followed by a loud snap as it connected with Ginney's left asscheek.
"Owwwwwwww!!!!" Ginney howled as the tanned globes of her bare bottom giggled violently from the stinging blow. An unbelievably sharp, intense wave of pain spread outward from the impact point throughout her entire bottom. A deep red, almost purple raised welt began to form where the end of the riding crop had struck the delicate flesh of her rear.
Martha smiled devilishly as she delivered blow after blow with the crop. "Your bottom is so naughty, Ginney," Martha snickered as she whipped it mercilessly. "No wonder Brad wanted to play with it tonight."
Ginney was in absolute agony. The pain from the whipping was brutal enough, but on top of that she also had to deal with the horrible burning caused by the suppositories in her rectum. It felt like her entire rear end was on fire, inside and out. She cried and cried, knowing that it would have absolutely no effect on her stepmother. Then just when she thought it couldn't possibly get any worse, she began to experience severe cramps and spasms in her bowels. Her body was desperately trying to rid itself of the irritating glycerin that filled her rectum, but the butt plug wasn't allowing that to happen. Ginney was absolutely miserable and there appreared to be no end in sight as her stepmother continued the punishment for what seemed like an eternity, showing no signs of stopping whatsoever.
But after a long period of what seemed to Ginney like perpetual hell, something strange began to happen. As the ticklers on the spanking horse rubbed back and forth across her clit, the heat in her ass eventually began to feel like it was directly connected to the sexual heat that was building in her cunt. She became more and more aware of the pleasurable sensations caused by the vibrating plug in her ass and less aware of the burning from the suppositories. The effect of the stinging bite of the whip changed from horrible pain to intense electric shocks of pleasure that shot straight from her bottom to her cunt. Her yelps of pain slowly changed to moans of pleasure. Instead of dreading each crack of the whip, she eagerly anticipated it. It was quite a remarkable transformation in a matter of minutes, but one that Martha had fully expected. She had trained to Ginney to be submissive from an early age, and her horny young daughter had proved long ago that she was a natural. Although Ginney didn't consciously realize it, Martha knew that on primal level the developing young teenager desparately wanted to be disciplined, to be tied up and to have her naughty bare bottom spanked, caned, and whipped. She NEEDED it.
"Ooooohhh.....Ohhhh, yes!" Ginney moaned. "Do it mom......Do it...Ouch!....Whip my bottom......Ouch!....Been such a bad girl.....Ouch!.....Harder....Ouch!.....Ooohh....I'm so naughty!"
The pleasure built to dizzying heights until Ginney finally succumbed to a spectacular orgasm with an ear-splitting scream. It started deep within her cunt and quickly overtook her entire body. She writhed in her bonds as the spasms in her cunt matched the rhythm of the spasms in her bottom caused by the suppositories. It was unlike anything Ginney had ever experienced before. It felt like her cunt and her bottom had become one giant sexual organ, pulsating together in orgasmic lust. After several minutes of screaming and thrashing around like an animal in heat, Ginney finally calmed down and fell silent. Her punishment was complete.
As her post-orgasmic glow subsided, Ginney quickly became aware of the painful burning inside her bottom once again. She begged Martha to let her expel the suppositories.
"Not so fast, Ginney," Martha scolded. "I know your fanny's on fire, but first you need to prove to me that you've learned your lesson. Now what are you going to do next time Brad tries to play with your rear end? Are you going to try to stop him?"
"No, mother. I'm going to let him do it."
"Good. And just so you understand, that means you will let him to do whatever he wants including fondling your bottom, kissing and licking your bottom, and even sticking his fingers inside your bottom. Is that clear?"
"Yes, mother."
"Ok. And what are you going to do next time Brad wants a blow job?"
"I'm going to give him one, mother. Now can we please get that thing out of my bottom? I'm really burning up back there."
"In a second, Ginney. Tomorrow you are going to learn how to suck cock like a pro, so I expect you to suck Brad's whenever and wherever he wants from now on. Got it?"
"Yes, mother."
"Good. Now I highly doubt this will happen, but if I ever catch you behaving the way you did tonight again, your punishment will be much worse than anything your innocent little mind could possibly imagine. Understand?"
"Yes, mother. Now please, my bottom?"
"Ok, I think you've learned your lesson."
Martha slowly pulled the large butt plug out of Ginney's behind. As soon as it was out, a gooey mess of liquid glycerin squirted through Ginney's gaping asshole. Martha watched the glistening opening squeeze closed as a strong spasm shot through Ginney's bowels and then it opened very wide, shooting the unmelted remains of the glycerin suppositories out with a loud fart. The suppositories landed on the ground and the rest of the gooey mess started to run down Ginney's long legs.
Completely unphased, Martha gingerly massaged lotion into Ginney's tender bottom cheeks, causing her stepdaughter to wince noticeably as the cool lotion came in contact with the purple raised welts that covered the entire surface of her naughty bottom. Martha smiled and continued her massage as involuntary spasms continued to rack Ginney's bowels, forcing intermitant gobs of liquid glycerin to shoot out of her anal hole accompanied by an abundance of wet, juicy farts. Martha was very pleased by the embarrassment she imagined this was causing for Ginney, but she also hoped that her submissive stepdaughter was secretly enjoying the unique sensations she was experiencing deep inside her sensitive fanny.
After completing her lotion massage, Martha gave Ginney a few small enemas with the bulb syringe to help "flush the fire" out of her fanny. She kept Ginney locked onto the spanking horse for her enemas, so she was forced to expel them from her bent over position. Much of the resulting mess landed on the floor while the rest splattered all over her scarred bottom and ran down her legs. After she had taken several enemas Martha finally released Ginney from her bonds and the well-punished girl was allowed to stand upright.
As was the typical routine following a session in the punishment room, Martha led Ginney over to the mirror on the far well so that she could see her own scarred bottom. Ginney gasped when she saw the series of raised purple welts. This was the worst scarring she'd ever had following a punishment.
"You shouldn't be surprised, Ginney," Martha said evenly. "You got exactly what you deserved tonight. Your bottom is going to be very sore for quite a while. You probably won't even be able to sit down tomorrow. The welts should take a good week to fully heal. They'll serve as a constant reminder of how naughty you were this evening. After the way you misbehaved tonight, you'd better be on your absolute best behavior during your sex education lesson with Dr. Green tomorrow. I've given Dr. Green my permission to punish you if need be, and I really don't think you want her smacking your sore, scarred bottom, do you?"
"Oh no, mother. Absolutely not. I'll be on my best behavior tomorrow, I swear." Ginney looked genuinely frightened.
"Good girl. Now you'd better get to bed. You need your rest for tomorrow. Learning how to suck cock is very, very important and it's something that all proper young ladies need to know how to do. It's also a lot of fun, as you'll soon find out."
Ginney hugged her naked stepmother goodnight and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "I'm really sorry about the way I acted tonight, Mom," she whispered in Martha's ear. "Thanks for punishing me. I deserved it."
Martha watched Ginney's scarred bottom sway seductively as she marched off to bed in her 6-inch heels. She couldn't wait until tomorrow. Ginney had no idea what was in store for her.

[yanu22]

wish it was a chapter of many more to come
is the adventure of ginney ends at chapter 8 hope not
good plot anyway