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Water, Water Everywhere
Introduction
Teresa sat on the couch and ran her vinyl-gloved fingers through her luxurious black hair. Sipping slowly from a glass of wine, she contemplated the activities to come. The thought of the evening's kinky activities turned her pussy warm with desire. She had done some pretty kinky scenes before, but usually it had been "business". Teresa made a comfortable living, by Manhattan standards, as a legal secretary, but supplemented her income with gifts from "generous, mature men who desire total submission to a young Italian Goddess", as her personal ad read. Tonight would be different, though. Several weeks before Teresa had run into two of her friends at a singles club on the east side, an attractive couple named Jeff and Anne, while on a date with one of her "generous" friends, a banker named Harold who had been cuffed and gagged, naked, and chained to her waist that night. She made him kneel at her feet and kiss her pumps while she sat and talked with her friends, who after recovering from the surprise of seeing Teresa in such a role had admitted that they were turned on by the idea, although they had only tried some mild swinging before. One thing led to another, and the evening had ended with the three of them piled together in Anne's large waterbed, Harold chained into a chair at the foot of the bed. Since then they had allowed Teresa to dominate them several times, and tonight she was going to push them a bit further than before. A few months earlier Teresa had stopped seeing a wealthy man who had had some unusual interests, and she had kept much of the equipment he had bought for her. Tonight she had decided to put it to use.
Teresa shivered with excitement as she stopped absent- mindedly stroking the lips of her pussy. She was beginning to need to pee - she had drank two glasses of water before the glass of wine. Time to go. Teresa stood up and adjusted the tops of her boots, then picked up her glass and headed for the kitchen.
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Part One
"Comfortable?" Teresa asked, wine glass in hand as she entered the kitchen where Jeff and Anne were restrained as she had left them an hour before. Neither could answer her, of course, because both were fully gagged. The sight of the two of them strapped to her kitchen table in a "sixty-nine" position would have been erotic enough without the additional restraints. Teresa's boot heels clicked on the clay tiles of the floor as she walked over to her slaves. She was wearing a vinyl bustier and miniskirt, the skirt just long enough to cover her neatly trimmed black bush and the top cut to allow her firm breasts to push out until most of her areolas showed. A pair of vinyl boots, thigh high and skintight, and over-the-elbow gloves in the same shiny black material completed her ensemble. Teresa had been tempted to rub herself off while she let her playthings wait for her return, but had held off so she could get the most from the scene to come. Now she walked around the heavy table in the center of the room and examined her earlier handiwork while she sipped the last few swallows in the glass.
She had Jeff tied down on his back on top of the plastic dropsheet covering the table, and Anne on her stomach on top of him. Both were tied spread-eagled, with Anne's wrists tied to Jeff's ankles and vice-versa and then secured with thick canvas straps to eyehooks on the underside of the four corners of the tabletop. A wide leather belt encircled both their waists, and she had cinched it to the point where it would have been difficult for both to inhale deeply simultaneously.
The crowning touch, though, was the matched set of rubber gear the couple was wearing. Both were in full hoods which vaguely resembled snug gas masks, though with additional straps and rings attached strategically. The masks had eyeholes which Teresa had covered with leather blindfolds strapped around each head, and a hole in front of the mouth where a variety of items could be inserted. On the inside of each hood a mask was strapped tightly over the mouth and nose of each slave, and these masks poked through the mouthhole of each hood. Teresa had purchased the masks, from a specialty shop that catered to her exotic interests, to use with the rubber hoods. Two tubes protruded above the mouth opening of each mask so that even with that hole blocked breathing would be unobstructed. The mouth hole itself, about two inches in diameter, could be covered with a screw-on rubber cap, and Teresa had collected several interesting devices which fit onto the threads to be held in place in the mouth of the wearer. At the moment both masks held cock-shaped gags in place, inserted several inches into each mouth. Additionally, each slave was wearing a heavy vinyl and leather "chastity" restraint, basically a pair of strap-on shorts with ass and crotch holes which Teresa had locked onto the couple. Jeff's cock, sticking through the front hole of his chastity shorts, was confined in a leather tube that held it in place bent downward between his legs to prevent full erection. Both their assholes and Anne's tender cunt were stuffed with large rubber dildos held in place by straps locked to D-rings in the front and back of the shorts. Teresa let her gloved fingers sneak into her pussy and play with her wet slit for just a moment, shaking with excitement at the touch of the slick rubber on her budding clit. Putting her empty wine glass down beside the toys on the counter she walked over to the table. The couple shifted slightly as she approached.
"Nervous, dears?" she asked. "You should be." She released the catch on Anne's blindfold and removed it, then did the same for Jeff. Jeff looked up from beneath Anne with a look of desire which Teresa ignored. "Time for more fun. I hope you're thirsty again." Before putting them in bondage Anne had made each of her submissives drink two large glasses of water. Now she removed the cock gag from Jeff's mouth, quickly replacing it with another, one with a tube running through a hole in the middle. She fixed this gag in place, then went to the counter and took a small funnel from the equipment layed out there. The dark-haired dominatrix filled a large glass with water and returned to the table, where she inserted the small end of the funnel into the tube protruding from Jeff's mouth and began pouring. As the water drained into his mouth Jeff swallowed frantically, until he had ingested another pint or two of water. Anne replaced Jeff's original gag and repeated the procedure with Anne, inserting a length of rubber hose between the funnel and the hollow gag so she could raise the funnel over Anne's head to force the water upo the gag into her mouth. After the young slave had consumed roughly as much as Jeff had Teresa replaced her original gag.
"Hmm, I bet you two aren't really full yet. I think I'll just add another pint or two apiece," Teresa said. Both slaves made a quiet moaning sound. "QUIET!" Teresa commanded. "Another peep out of either of you and I'll whip Anne's ass raw!" Turning to the counter Teresa selected a large enema bag. "Don't worry, I'm not going to make you drink it this time.". With that she filled the bag to the highest mark, just over two and a half quarts. She then walked over and patted Anne on the leg. "You're first, my little bitch." Anne's eyes widened when she looked up at the full water bag, but she remained silent. Teresa opened the clasp on the rear D-ring holding the restraining strap between Anne's legs and slid the strap free of the ring at the base of the rubber cock in her ass. Inches above Jeff's face she pulled the dildo out, flecked with bits of Anne's shit. "Want to clean this off for me, Jeffy?" she asked, and Jeff responded by nodding his head slightly. "I know you do, you little shitlicker. Too bad." she said, putting the dildo to one side. With Anne's tight brown hole stretched by the dildo it was easy to insert the tube several inches into her ass, and as Teresa released the valve near the bottom of the hose the water began to fill the girl's intestines. By raising and lowering the bag Teresa controlled the rate at which the water flowed, eliciting silent but delightful squirms and wiggles from her victim, until just under half the bag had been deposited inside her. Teresa then reclamped the valve, stopping the flow, and as she slid the tube out she quickly and rather viciously shoved a large plug back up Anne's asshole. This proved too much for poor Anne, who moaned loudly and tensed her body as the thrust triggered a wave of cramps deep in her bowels.
"That's going to cost you, Annie. I hope Jeff doesn't make a noise like that, I don't know if your bum can take that much punishment!". Jeff looked up helplessly from between Anne's thighs. Teresa refastened the strap through the ring at the base of the new plug, and then moved to the other end of the table to work on Jeff. She laughed when he grunted aloud as the dildo was jerked from his asshole, and when he groaned as the remainder of the water filled him. With Anne strapped on top of him Teresa figured Jeff might cramp more severely than the girl, and so she kept the water bag raised as high as the hose allowed to fill him more quickly. Jeff moaned even louder than Anne had when his ass was plugged, and Teresa laughed again. "Anne, this worthless slave can't even follow instructions to save your ass! I don't want to allow so much punishment to accumulate that you can't take it all at once, so why don't we catch up some? Don't go anywhere!". The dark-haired girl walked out of the kitchen, leaving the two slaves helplessly bound, filled from both ends with water to what they were beginning to feel was the bursting point. When Teresa was out of the room both slaves moaned slightly, as the enemas filling their bowels sent waves of sensation through them. Bound helplessly to the table, they could only wonder what Teresa had planned for the rest of the evening!
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End of PART 1
-- "I mean, no matter how you attempt to twist it, you can't prove that other people are not hiding who they are when you claim that your lack of ability to find out who I am means I am hiding something."
- some clueless net-dweeb, c. 1993 From: sabg9174@uxa.cso.uiuc.edu (Tolthrye) Newsgroups: alt.sex.bondage,alt.sex.stories Subject: Water, Water Everywhere (2/2)(bdsm:Ffm,ws) Date: 19 Nov 1994 21:07:08 GMT Organization: University of Illinois at Urbana Lines: 294 Message-ID: 3alpds$ovh@vixen.cso.uiuc.edu NNTP-Posting-Host: uxa.cso.uiuc.edu
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Water, Water Everywhere
Part Two
As Teresa walked back into the kitchen, the classical CD she had chosen began playing on the stereo in the living room, an album of somber dirges that she always liked to use to "set the mood" during her bondage sessions. The latex she was dressed in was now slick with her perspiration, and she was glad that her bladder was now quite full as it distracted her enough to keep from coming from the sensations aroused by walking around in the exotic outfit. Keeping her right hand behind her back, she stood next to the table and smiled to herself as Jeff's eyes looked up at her imploringly from between Anne's legs. Outwardly, though, she remained stern.
"Lets see, now. I believe there were four infractions for which little Annie's ass has to pay penance," she said as she brought the thin leather crop out from behind her back. Rubbing it lightly along Anne's calves and thighs, she continued. "The penalty for each infraction is ten strokes. Poor girl, don't you wish Jeffie could have kept his suffering to himself?". Anne nodded silently, but did not attempt to look around at Teresa. She shivered slightly, though Teresa couldn't tell if it was from the sensations of the crop rubbing up and down her leg, or from the feelings produced by her filled bowels. "You understand, don't you Jeffery, that you are responsible for this?". This time it was Jeff who nodded in silence. Very well. Anne, I am going to remove your chastity belt now, and the strap holding in your ass plug. Don't you dare spill a drop of enema on Jeff's face or on my table.". Teresa punctuated her instruction with a sharp slap of the crop against the back of Anne's thighs, just enough to produce a light pink welt. She quickly undid the fastenings on the shorts and slipped them down to just below Anne's buttocks. The young girl's cheeks were pink and firm, and covered with a sheen of sweat from the latex shorts. Teresa gave the plug in Anne's ass a push, which caused her to squirm, and rubbed her latex-gloved hand across her ass cheeks.
"Neither of you is to make a sound for the duration of this punishment. If I hear a peep from either of you, I will just have to add ten strokes." Teresa rubbed the tip of the crop around Anne's ass, letting the little flap of attached leather gently tease until Anne was moving her ass slightly upwards to meet it. Raising the tip of the crop several inches above her ass, she paused long enough to let Anne wonder when the blow would fall. Then with a quick flick the end of the crop descended with a swish to strike directly across the middle of both cheeks. Anne started at the sudden blow, more from surprise than pain, and Teresa repeated the blow slightly lower. Anne jumped again as a second pink stripe appeared on her ass parallel to the first.
"That should do for a warm-up, Anne. You should know that I can do a lot worse with this crop...in fact, you'll know very soon," Teresa taunted as she walked around to the other side. She stroked her victim's back with the end of the crop, then as she drew it down to her lower back snapped it up and down onto her ass again, this time without pause and somewhat harder. The stripe from this blow was slightly deeper in color, and this time Anne's squirms seemed to trigger a cramp in Jeff's abdomen, for his eyes widened and he seemed to try to twist slightly in their mutual bonds. Teresa snapped off several more blows in quick succession, peppering both cheeks evenly, until she had reached ten strokes, leaving the girl's tender ass crossed with reddening lines across both cheeks. She had not let loose any really hard whippings, but still Anne wiggled her ass and seemed ready to moan out at any moment, and Jeff was clearly all the more uncomfortable from the combined pressure of his enema from within and her sqirming body on top of his.
Teresa walked around to the end of the table nearest Anne's legs and Jeff's head before the next set of blows. Raising the lower edge of the front of her latex miniskirt slightly, she said "Oh Jeffy, look. My poor pussy is just throbbing.". Jeff leaned his head back and twisted, but could not quite see as she slipped the first two fingers of her left hand between her legs. "Mmmm... I bet you wish you could lick my cunny, Jeff," she moaned as she wiggled her fingers against her dripping slit. Keeping her left hand on her pussy, she raised the crop in her right hand and brought it down on Anne's right ass cheek, this time harder than the first blows had been. Anne's fingers clenched, then straightened, and her back arched slightly as a bright red mark which exactly matched the shape of the flap on the crop appeared on her buttock. Teresa followed quickly with a matching blow on the left side, then back and forth at a rapid tempo, increasing the force with each blow until she had counted twenty more blows without a break. By the final blow Anne was squirming as much as her bonds allowed, which was not much, and her fists were clenched so tightly that her wrists and knuckles were turning white. Teresa's fingers moved quickly in her cunt, catching her clit between the slick latex sheathing her fingers and slipping a centimeter or two inside her vagina with each blow, until she was on th brink of orgasm. Moving quickly around to the other end of the table, she finished off the last ten blows without masturbating, and Anne's body tensed in pain as each stroke fell harder than the one before. Finally, after the fortieth blow had fallen and Anne's ass was covered with glowing red and purple welts, she dropped the crop on the table.
"Very good, Anne. You may now make noise if you wish. Jeff, you are to remain silent." Anne moaned out loud, continuing to clench and unclench her hands as the burning in her ass subsided from pain to pleasure. Teresa watched as she wiggled and writhed with the pain, allowing her to continue until the squirming of her abdomen changed to rubbing her crotch against Jeff's face and the sounds she was emitting were those of pleasure.
"Enough. Lay still now, you little slut. " Teresa walked around to the other end of the table and unfastened the bonds holding Anne's ankles to Jeff's wrists, then returned to free the girl's arms as well. Unfastening the waist belt, she helped Anne get to her feet, leaving Jeff fastened face up on the table. Teresa led Anne to stand at the end of the table nearest his head.
"Take off those shorts, and put these on," Teresa said, handing Anne the spike-heeled pumps she had worn to the house earlier that evening. While she followed these instructions, Teresa grabbed a pair of ropes from the counter. Standing behind Anne, she told the slave-girl to put her hands behind her back, where she quickly tied them together, then bent down to tie her ankles as well. When she stood back up she gave Anne's abused ass a solid swat with her palm, which caused the girl to squeal in surprise and pain and almost caused her to lose her balance in the four-inch heels.
With Anne watching through the eyeholes in her rubber hood, Teresa returned from the counter with another toy, what appeared to be a lifelike black rubber dildo at one end and a short, thick black rubber plug at the other. Teresa removed the penis gag from Jeff's mask, and holding her toy where he couldn't see it, smiled down at him. "Jeff, it's time for you to please your Mistress. I'm so horny, I think my pussy wants to be fucked. Do you want to help?". Jeff's eyes widened, and he quickly answered "Yes, mistress, please. My cock is yours to use as you wish!".
Teresa laughed as she slipped the blindfold back over his eyes. "Of course it is, as is the rest of your worthless hide. Open wide." As Jeff opened his mouth to comply, she brought the dildo forward and pushed the short end into his mouth. Anne realized that the middle of the thing had a sort of double thread, which Teresa tightened to the threaded mouthhole of Jeff's mask, leaving the cocklike end of the dildo sticking several inches up from his face. "Jeff, how silly of you to think that I would let your little penee in my beautiful cunt. I think this arrangement will work just fine. Don't you agree, Anne?".
Anne squirmed uncomfortably and moaned as another wave of cramps hit from her water-filled intestines. Standing, Teresa could see, the girl was visibly working to hold in the water. As Teresa climbed onto the table and straddled Jeff's chest, she wiggled a finger for Anne to lean forward. As she did so, Teresa leaned forward and removed the gag from her mouth, then pushed her head down to the table until she was bent nearly ninety degrees at the waist. Sliding forward, Teresa used her free hand to guide the dildo sticking out of Jeff's mask into her wet pussy, sighing in pleasure as it filled her cavity. Pulling Anne's head forward tight against her groin, she rubbed forward, moaning as the front of her pussy pushed against the bound, bent girl's lips through the mouthhole of the mask. "Lick my pussy, Anne!" she grunted, picking up her crop from the table and slapping the girl's shoulders. "Suck me, make me come my little slut!" she said breathily, as she began to stroke up and down on Jeff's face. Anne anxiously pushed her tongue as far forward as her awkward position would allow, and Teresa pulled her head in more tightly as her crotch began to move more rapidly up and down. "Uhnn...ummm....ahhh..." she sighed with excitement as she pumped up and down, the tempo increasing as she slapped Anne's upper back with the crop. "Ohh....OOHHH...OHHHGODDDD!" she screamed when her powerful orgasm finally rocked through her body. Grunting and writhing, she pulled Anne's head in with both hands while she pushed down firmly onto Jeff's face, burying the dildo deep in her throbbing cunt, as the pleasure washed over her in waves. Finally she pushed Anne back to her feet, as Jeff began to wiggle frantically beneath her. Laughing, Teresa realized that she had pushed down far enough to cover the nasal tubes which were his only way to breath. She took her time getting up, watching his writhing to be sure he was not passing out, and when she finally did slip the dildo from her cunt he breathed in desperately as his chest rose and fell furiously.
Teresa slowly stepped off the table, her legs still a little weak from her orgasm. She was not quite done with her slaves, for she had one final plan for their humiliation. She quickly freed Jeff's arms and legs and had him stand at the end of the table facing Anne. She slipped a pair of handcuffs over his wrists behind his back, and attached shackles to his ankles which she locked together with a small padlock. Then Jeff was pushed back onto the table so that he was lying on his back with his legs extending past the edge of the table and down to the floor.
"Stay there, little boy, I have to get a few things." Teresa grabbed several toys off the counter, including the gag with a tube in the center, which she fixed in place of the dildo in Jeff's mask. She also freed his cock from its leather sheath, and attached a threaded ring to the shorts he was still wearing so that his cock extended out of it. She pushed Anne to her knees, then pushed her head down as she guided Jeff's cock into her mouth far enough to tighten the ring around the base of his cock to the threads in her mask. Teresa had thus locked his cock in place, and Jeff began to move his hips slowly as it swelled in Anne's mouth. Finally, Teresa placed the funnel in the hole in the center of Jeff's gag, and climbed over him to position her pussy directly above it.
"Okay, slaves, here's the situation. Anne, Jeff and I are going to relieve ourselves, as I'm sure you need to do too. You are not to pee one drop until I give you permission, or I'm going to whip your ass raw. Do you understand me?". Anne's eyes looked out desperately from behind her mask, and she was beginning to make small choking sounds as Jeff's cock inevitably engorged in her warm, moist mouth, but she managed to nod. "Jeff, you are not to pee until I am finished. If you do, Anne will be punished. Here it comes!". With that, a trickle of golden pee flowed from Teresa's pussy into the funnel and into Jeff's mouth. The trickle quickly became a steady stream, which she kept up for almost a minute as Jeff swallowed frantically and Anne watched with distaste. As more liquid was forced into his belly Jeff moaned in discomfort as his enema, now inside him for most of an hour, shifted and sloshed. Finally the last few drops dripped from Teresa's pussy, and she slid off of Jeff and stood next to the table.
"Now, Jeff, it's your turn. You can empty your bladder now, if you need to.". Jeff had been holding a very full bladder for so long that it took him a few moments to start peeing, but when he did Anne suddenly found her mouth filled with his bitter, salty, amber fluid. She choked at first, but his cock was so deep in her that she didn't really have to swallow, the piss just poured down her throat. The golden cocktail lasted more than a minute, and by the time it was over her belly was bloated with more liquid than she ever thought she could handle. Finally the stream stopped, and she managed to swallow the last mouthful without coughing it up.
"Very good, Anne. In a moment you can pee, but first..". Teresa loosened the threaded ring and allowed Anne to stand up. As she stood, Jeff's cock slipped from her mouth, glistening with saliva and urine and once again becoming fully erect. Teresa stepped behind Jeff and lifted his upper body to assist him in sitting on the edge of the table. While Teresa shifted her weight from side to side and tried not to pee without permission. Teresa removed Jeff's blindfold and took a firm grip on his collar ring.
"Okay, Anne, you are to pee now. Begin!" Teresa commanded. Anne looked up at her uncomfortably, but she had to pee so badly that she couldn't have waited any longer if she had to, and her legs were suddenly running with her piss as it flowed out from between her bound thighs. She felt completely humiliated, standing there being watched by two other people as she pissed on herself, and she hung her head and watched as the yellow puddle around her feet grew and grew. Finally she was finished, and she had never felt such relief, but now the sudden release of pressure in her midsection caused another enema cramp and she bent over, then knelt, then laid on the floor in her own pee while the pressures equalized. Teresa laughed out loud at her predicament. "Very good, Anne.". She unlocked Jeff's wrists and ankles. "Jeff, carry Anne to the bathroom behind the laundry room," she said, indicating a door on one wall. "When she has relieved herself, you are to clean her off with your tongue and then eat her pussy until she comes. Then clean up this mess," she said, indicating the puddle of Anne's pee on the kitchen tile, "and come find us. Only then will you be freed and allowed to release your enema.". With that, Teresa turned and walked from the room.
Epilogue
Anne sat at Teresa's feet, naked, finally freed from her latex bondage gear. Teresa sat on the couch in a silky Teddy and pumps, gently brushing Anne's hair. While Jeff had cleaned the kitchen, the two girls had showered, Anne washing Teresa's body all over and eating her to another climax, then being permitted to kneel while Teresa directed the spray of water onto her cunt until she came. When Jeff had relieved himself he had been permitted to rinse off quickly in the tub, and now he lay naked on his back in the middle of the living room, rubbing at his cock while the women watched. As he rubbed faster, Teresa and Anne could see that he was approaching orgasm. That, thought Teresa, would mark the end of the most intense scene she had ever been in!
And then, she thought wickedly, she would just have to think of something to beat this...
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END -- "I mean, no matter how you attempt to twist it, you can't prove that other people are not hiding who they are when you claim that your lack of ability to find out who I am means I am hiding something."
- some clueless net-dweeb, c. 1993