Training Rebecca Ch. 02
Date: 04.12.2007
Keywords: Training, 02, Ch., Rebecca,
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" He proceeded to hit first one cheek and then the other, making sure to jar the butt plug as he did so. "When I SMACK ask you to suck me SMACK I do not SMACK expect talking SMACK."
She could feel his engorged cock digging into her stomach as she kicked and squirmed. It wasn't so much the number of strokes that he landed, but rather the fact that she was very sore from the previous ones that made it hurt like hell. He dumped the teary-eyed beauty on the floor in front of him. "You will learn to control the gag reflex and take it all the way down your throat. We will have to work on that later."
Sniveling, she nodded, pulled her skirt up again and leaned forward to take him into her mouth. He pointed to his leg, which was covered with her juice and said "Clean off your mess." She had to get a hold of herself, she decided. She looked at his eyes and seeing no sign that he might relent started to lick the juice off his thigh, tasting herself for the second time in her life.
When she had finished Rebecca took him into her mouth. She swirled around the crown as he had taught, then tightened her mouth and pushed in to engulf his cock. She took him as far as she dared, then sucked hard as she pulled out. Then around the cock head again and back down. She was not going to chance another session across his knees. Over and over again she worked, concentrating on bringing him off as quickly as possible. She noticed that some drool was making its way down her leg, but she pushed the information to the back of her mind and focused on him. Before long she could feel his legs tense and knew it wouldn't be long. She could taste the precum on her tongue and he got harder in her mouth. Then his hand was in her hair and he was shooting into her mouth. She swallowed cum for a second time in her life as she continued to move her mouth up and down, sucking hard and milking him to the last drop.
Rebecca Dunbar sat back on her haunches and watched. He sat for a minute relishing the feelings her mouth had reluctantly provided. Then he stood and replaced pants and coat and told her she could let go of the skirt and get up. She stood, replacing the high heels that had dropped off while across his lap with her legs flailing. She pulled her hair back and fastened it again, then followed him, feeling the butt plug as she walked out through the kitchenette back into her office.
"Give these to your secretary," Kyle said handing her the soaked panties.
She looked at them in surprise. "What am I supposed to say?"
"It's entirely up to you," he said.
She straightened her skirt, tucked her blouse back into it and smoothed her jacket. Then holding her head high she took the panties, walked out to her secretary's desk. "Mrs. Davis, these fell into the sink by mistake. See if you can dry them and I'll pick them up later." Then she turned before Mrs. Davis could see how red she was and shut the door behind her.
Kyle had a little smile on his face. "I'll pick you up here at 6:30 this evening. You can call Maria and tell her that you will be home tonight later."
"How do you know her name?" she said.
"It was on your tax paperwork. She's your employee, remember?"
"Oh, yes. 6:30. You do remember that I have an appointment at 3:30?"
"It will prepare you for our meeting later."
Later, she said to herself. What more could he do to me than what he has done already except screw me, and that I can take. She could still feel the heat on her ass especially when she moved and the cloth of her skirt rubbed against her skin. Then there was the tingling sensation that seemed to have taken up permanent residence in her loins. She had another appointment soon, although she couldn't for the life of her remember who it was.
As if on cue, he said, "I'll leave you to your work. I'll be at the door downstairs at 6:30," and walked out the door to a still surprised Mrs. Davis who quickly tucked the sodden panties she was looking at in a drawer.
Rebecca stood for a minute to recover. Then she went into the executive bathroom attached to her office, stripped and took a quick shower, taking care not to disturb the butt plug so recently inserted. She felt better when she had finished and redressed. She phoned Maria and let her know about the change in plans for the evening. Rebecca knew she looked presentable for her 11:00 appointment but she noticed things were still quite warm on her backside when she sat down.
The time dragged but Rebecca made it through her work schedule and left at 3:15 for her beauty shop appointment. The girl at the desk ushered her into a booth and introduced her to Betty who would be taking care of her. Betty took her suit coat and told her to remove her clothes. She waited for Betty to leave so she could undress, but the girl just stood and looked at her. Rebecca then removed her shoes and skirt, purposely not looking at the beautician's expression when it became obvious that she hadn't worn underwear. The blouse and bra soon followed. She unhooked her hose, took them off without turning her back, and finally the garter belt was laid on the side table along with the other items of clothing.
Rebecca sat on the edge of the table and swiveled onto her back. She lay down and Betty spread her legs. Looking at the mass of hair in front of her, Betty grasped labia on either side and opened, both women noting the skwooshing sound it made and the odor of her sex. She then peered at the task in front of her. Rebecca wished she had taken a shower just before the appointment and fought the urge to close her legs and run from the table. Scissors were produced and the entire area was trimmed short. The beautician went to a table and brought back a cleansing liquid. She proceeded to wash Rebecca's cunt, smiling to herself as the woman on the table squirmed when the cloth was dragged over her clit. Then she dried it with a towel and powder was applied. Next wax was spread into place causing a bit of a stir before it was yanked off to her victim's muffled squeal. Rebecca steeled herself to the indignity of being twisted into a variety of lewd positions and didn't let out another sound until a drop of wax was dropped on her clit and she convulsed and swore. Betty apologized for the mistake and smiled watching Rebecca as she scraped it off with a fingernail. Then she continued as though nothing had happened.
When the front was finished, Betty told Rebecca to raise her legs so she could get the rest of the hairs underneath. "Couldn't we just let that go," she responded, "I am completely nude in the front."
"You are except for a little strip at the top. My orders were most specific," said Betty. "You are to be devoid of hair from your navel to the back of your ass, except for the landing strip I mentioned. I will lose my job if even a single hair remains."
Rebecca had feared this ever since she had entered the shop. She groaned in embarrassment and raised her legs holding the back of her knees up and wide apart.
"Your butt plug will have to come out," said Betty looking at the pink ass with splotches of red still visible.
"No, I'm sorry, it will have to stay where it is," retorted Rebecca. "Can't you work around it?"
"It will make the job much harder. I'll remove it—just for a couple of minutes. No one will ever know."
"No, I'm sorry. It'll have to be left in place," said Rebecca remembering the events of the afternoon.
"I don't know," said Betty working the plug in and out. "Tina, come in here and help me for a few minutes," she said opening the door, then hoisting the leg over her shoulder as Tina appeared and closed the door behind her.
"Her ass is so r..." said Tina before she could stop herself. "What do you want me to do?"
I have to finish waxing," said Betty. "But she wants me to leave the butt plug where it is. Can you pull it partway out and hold it over to the side so I can get at the furze there?"
Tina pushed the other leg out of the way and heard the unmistakable sound of her vagina sucking apart, then worked the butt plug in and out several times while pushing and pulling it from side to side to see whether it gave Betty room to wax. Rebecca ground her teeth and clenched her fists at the indignity, but held her tongue. Yet again, she cursed Kyle for orchestrating another predicament to make her life hell. Finally Tina pulled it part way out, pushed hard right and said, "This angle should do just fine for the left side."
Tina and Betty finished that side and changed places to get at the other side with Tina again moving the plug about to find the best angle to work at. Betty didn't help things any when a drop of wax dripped on her anus. "Iiieeeeooo," was the response as Rebecca raised herself as much as she could, looked down between her legs and cursed. But the girls held her legs firmly and the only thing she could do was lay back down and buck as the hardened wax was scraped off with another fingernail.
When they finished, the beauticians wiped the longsuffering ass with lotion while looking for any stray hairs that had been missed. They pulled out a couple with tweezers and then the butt plug was pushed back into place. They examined the front for any stray hairs and used the lotion again when satisfied that none remained. "There you are Ma'am, finished," said the smiling Betty. Rebecca waited for them to leave so she could dress, but they stood and waited for her. She pulled on most of her clothing and picked up the garter belt and stockings to carry with her.
"What do I owe you?" she asked.
They both laughed. "It has been paid for. But you could tip us," said Betty raising her skirt to reveal a hairless pussy with a heart tattooed just above it to the left.
Rebecca rushed past them and out of the shop with their laughter ringing in her ears. She drove like a maniac through rush hour traffic. When she returned to the office, she went to her bathroom and replaced the garter belt and stockings and sat at her desk for a few minutes to regroup before trying to finish off the day.
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Keywords: Training, 02, Ch., Rebecca,
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