After removing her fur
coat and carefully setting it down on a small table, Blair gently
touched the cool surface of the ruler to Annabel’s rump. Just for a
second Annabel imagined that this had all been a put-on — she wasn’t
really going to be publicly punished by this woman she’d just met. Then,
in one swift motion, Blair lifted the ruler and brought it down on
Annabel’s ass with a loud smack.
Annabel yelped, more
from surprise than from pain. In fact as Blair continued to spank her,
it transpired that the ruler didn’t really hurt that much, although it
made a satisfying noise and turned her butt bright red. Blair, sensing
that Annabel was a newbie, had mercifully chosen an instrument of
punishment that would be visually and aurally satisfying without being
overly painful.
For Blair it was all about putting on a show, and she knew she had the audience in the palm of her hand. It helped that the ridiculously curvaceous body she’d been hiding under her coat was, in itself, enough to keep this crowd’s attention.
In between blows on the
rear, Blair gave Annabel little smacks on the inner thighs that
gradually moved closer and closer to her crotch. Annabel’s pussy grew
hotter and hotter until it felt like she had a glowing ember between her
legs, throbbing with need and desperate for attention.
Blair took her time with
the spanking, playing to the crowd, and finished with a series of heavy
whacks that made Annabel whimper, for the first time, in genuine
discomfort. Then she put the ruler down and walked over in front of
Annabel, coming close so that she was looking down into Annabel’s naked,
wet pussy. Giving a good spanking always made Blair so excited, and apparently the recipient was pretty worked up too.
Leaning forward, Blair ran her tongue across Annabel’s inner thigh. Annabel
trembled and stiffened, straining slightly against her bonds. Then she
groaned as Blair’s tongue stabbed between her pussy lips. It felt huge
inside her, like it was pushing up (actually down) against her stomach.
Somewhere deep inside Annabel was dimly aware that she was now fucking a stranger in front of a room of other strangers, not to mention her stepdaughter. But any qualms she may have had about this were completely drowned out by a surging tide of raw desire.
Blair stepped forward a
few inches and planted her feet in a wide straddle so that Annabel’s head was
between her legs. The musky odor flooded Annabel’s nostrils, making her head swim even more than it already had been. After a few seconds
Blair reached down and pulled the strip of fabric covering her crotch to
one side. It was clear what she wanted, and Annabel wanted it too; there was no point being coy about it now, with Blair’s pubic hair
tickling her nose. Annabel extended her tongue and began to lick Blair’s
pussy for all she was worth.
The crowd watched raptly
as the two blondes, one hanging upside-down, pleasured each other.
Blair’s body was mostly hidden from the audience by Annabel’s, but they
could see pretty much everything in the mirror. Carla and Kim craned
their heads for a better look; Carla licked her lips and put a hand on
Kim’s knee, while Kim reached down and began to rub herself.
Blair and Annabel were
both massively aroused, so it wasn’t long before they both came, more or
less simultaneously. Blair was taken by surprise by the force of the
climax that hit her; her knees buckled, and she might have fallen if she
hadn’t held on to Annabel for support. Annabel had already been
lightheaded and now found herself in a fugue state, hovering somewhere
between consciousness and oblivion.
It was a pleasant place
to be, though, so she was a little disappointed when Blair untied her
feet and turned the platform so she was on her back again. After
unfastening Annabel, Blair helped her to sit up, then stand. For a
minute Annabel stood there onstage, skirt still hiked up around her
waist, wobbling on her heels and smiling shyly as a huge wave of
applause washed over her.
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