Jules had been instructed to be undressed and waiting for LadyHeart's
arrival. She shivered in the warm air, goosebumps forming on her
bare flesh. She looked at the clock. It had only been twenty minutes
since she received the message containing the mysterious instructions.
It seemed like hours.
She was examining a particularly interesting looking
piece of carpet fuzz and pushing it around with her big toe when
the black leather shoes came into her field of vision. She jumped.
Her eyes moved up from the shiny shoes to the opaque black stockings.
She smiled as she gazed upon the thin black leather skirt mid way
up on the shapely thighs. The smile turned into an all out grin
as she looked to the full breasts rising and falling beneath the
tightly fitted corset. Before she could get any further, a well
manicured hand was grabbing a fist full of hair and forcing her
head backwards. Her eyes met LadyHeart's and any hopes she held
for a sensual encounter diminished immediately. The look on LadyHeart's
face told jules that she was feeling sadistic this evening. She
whimpered. LadyHeart released her hair and kissed her cheek. She
dropped her belongings on the floor near the bed. Jules noticed
she had brought her large toybag, not a good sign. LadyHeart sat
down beside jules and pulled her across her lap. Jules wiggled,
the sensation of her nakedness against the smooth, stocking clad
thighs awakened her senses and aroused her. Soon she was wiggling
for different reasons.
LadyHeart was a woman whose hands were soft and adept
at giving great pleasure, but it was hard as steel now as it rained
down smack after smack across jules' pale flesh. Her bottom shook
with each hard swat, her flesh turning from pink to red to a deep
crimson color within a matter of minutes. She squirmed and wriggled,
trying to avoid the assault. LadyHeart had her arm wrapped firmly
her waist, jules calling out and gasping when a particularly hard
smack landed on a tender new spot. The spanking stopped as quickly
as it began, LadyHeart's hands rubbing the hot flesh and roaming
briefly between the swollen, red thighs. Jules moaned and raised
her hips up, hungry for release. LadyHeart removed her hand and
jules sank back against her lap. LadyHeart smiled and pulled jules
to her feet. She pouted. LadyHeart put the bag on the bed and opened
it up. She pulled out several lengths of rope, an assortment of
buttplugs, a large bottle of lube, and a wooden duck on a string.
Jules gasped and backed away. She stared at the toy
duck and then to LadyHeart. She just smiled innocently back at jules
and then laughed. Jules wanted to protest, to tell the sadistic
Domme that ducks were a hard limit. She wanted to protest, but instead
she knelt upon the bed and allowed her wrists to be tethered to
the bed frame. Soon her ass was high in the air and her knees secured
widely apart. She felt a hand on her back, rubbing gently, and she
relaxed. LadyHeart dragged her nail down the soft skin, causing
a satisfying moan from jules. Jules felt cold metal, first touching
her shaved lips, then pressing past them and into her. Then there
was a small quiver inside her. It erupted into a steady rhythm.
LadyHeart had found her vibrating egg, and now it was deep inside
her, causing ripples of teasing pleasure. Her hips rocked as much
as the restraints allowed.
LadyHeart picked up the lube, and put a liberal amount
on the small puckered opening of jules' ass. She carefully slid
her finger in and began pumping it in and out. Jules whimpered and
pressed backwards as far as she could. Soon there were two slim
fingers stretching and caressing her hole. Jules nearly cried as
the fingers were pulled free, leaving her empty and hungry for more.
She would not be disappointed. LadyHeart picked up a medium sized
buttplug and lubed it well. She slowly worked it past the tight
ring and into jules' ass. The fullness, along with the vibrations
from her pussy, made her quake with excitement.
LadyHeart stood up and got out her bathbrush. She
ran her hand along the fading redness of jules' bottom. Sharp smacks
landed across the tightly stretched skin of her cheeks and thighs.
Jules struggled with the pain and pleasure mix her body was receiving.
She went from yelping to moaning and back again. After about a long
session of the bathbrush, the deep crimson had returned and brought
a few bruises with it. LadyHeart caressed the marks, pleased with
her handiwork. She placed the bathbrush on the bed and returned
her attentions to jules' plug. She twisted and tugged on it, causing
wiggling from jules.
LadyHeart turned the control up on the egg and smiled
at the renewed reactions from jules. She slipped her hand between
the spread legs and caressed the swollen clit there. When she was
certain that jules was teetering on the edge, she stopped. LadyHeart
chose a rather large plug from the assortment and lubed it well.
She slowly pulled the smaller one from jules' bottom and set it
aside. She pressed the butt plug against the now stretched opening.
She eased it slowly in, twisting and turning it and caressing the
wetness between jules' thighs with her free hand. Jules bit her
lip and began asking to brought to climax. LadyHeart laughed and
slipped the plug past the tight ring.
LadyHeart removed the egg from jules' pussy. She stood
up and took the string from the toy duck. Jules squirmed nervously,
wondering what was happening. She tried to turn and see, but couldn't.
She felt a tugging at the base of the plug and then LadyHeart began
untying her. After she was freed, she looked back and saw the string
hanging from the plug. Again jules wanted to protest, but instead,
she stood when instructed and allowed the duck to be reattached
to the end of the string. Soon she was being paraded around the
room, the duck quacking embarrassingly behind. She pouted and stared
at the floor as she was led around from room to room by the tight
grip LadyHeart had on her nipples.
LadyHeart was laughing and grinning from ear to ear.
She asked if jules was having fun. Jules answered no, but LadyHeart
laughed and said too bad. Soon LadyHeart let go of her nipples and
picked up the riding crop from her bag. Jules found herself being
slapped on the ass and moving around the room again, Mr. Duck following
faithfully behind her and quacking faster than ever. Before she
knew it, she was outside being guided, nude, aroused, and quacking,
around the outside of the house. She begged to be allowed to go
back inside. LadyHeart stopped her near the back porch and grinned.
Jules panicked. LadyHeart agreed to allow her to return inside after
she lay on the back steps and masturbated to climax. Jules tried
to bargain out of this new idea, but to no avail. Jules and her
duck walked up to the steps. After finding a position almost comfortable,
she slipped her hand between her legs and began to rub her engorged
and wet clit. A few slaps from the crop reminded her to spread her
legs for better viewing. LadyHeart watched as jules' hips rocked
with the hard climax. She couldn't help but laugh as the duck quacked
in the process.
After her legs stopped trembling, LadyHeart made her
kneel on the steps with her legs spread and breasts pressed into
the wood. LadyHeart carefully removed the buttplug and took the
string off. She handed the duck to jules and made her walk back
around to the front of the house. After such an exhausting evening,
jules fell asleep with her head on LadyHeart's lap. She enjoyed
quite a pleasant dream that evening.
