Lexi's punishment concludes, Jenna has more fun

Just over an hour later, Lexi quietly wept, still bound in a highly uncomfortable squatting position in front of the fireplace. Her pussy still burned and itch from the solution that Jenna had put on it. The gentle thudding of footsteps on the hardwood floor caught her attention. She looked up to see Jenna standing over her.

"Have you learned your lesson yet, Lexi?" she asked. While retaining an air of authority, Lexi thought she could almost hear a softer, almost motherly undertone in her classmate's voice.

"Yes, Mistress. Please make it stop. I promise I'll be so good and I'll make sure my pussy is smooth from now on."

"I certainly hope so, but you still have an hour to go."

"Please, Mistress! I can't stand it!" Lexi pleaded as a fresh wave of tears streamed down her face.

Jenna softly shushed her as she sat on the floor in front of her, careful not to disturb the plastic sheet beneath her.

"Lexi, I said you would experience this for two hours as part of your punishment. Now, I believe you will obey me, but what does it say to everyone else if I let you off early when I haven’t lessened a punishment for them?" Lexi whimpered and hung her head low. The sound of heels clicking on the floor caught her attention and made her look up. Mia was carrying a metal tray with legs on it. She slowly lowered herself to her knees and placed the tray on the floor. Sitting on the tray was a plate with a casserole that looked to be made of light, fluffy eggs with chunks of bacon, chopped green peppers, onions, and black olives. On top of it was a melted cheese sauce and a thick-looking sausage gravy. As she looked at the food, her stomach rumbled loudly, and she suddenly became aware of her hunger. Jenna smiled as she picked up the fork on the tray and cut a piece of the casserole away, then stabbed it with the fork. “Hungry?” she asked as she held the forkful of food near Lexi’s lips. She choked back a sob at the humiliation of being fed like a small child by the woman who now controlled her life. “That’s a good girl,” Jenna said as Lexi chewed and swallowed the offered foot, making the brunette’s body burn with humiliation.

Lexi swallowed bite after bite and slowly drank from the offered glass of water until the delicious meal was gone. “Thank you, Mistress,” Lexi said as Jenna placed the empty dishes on the tray and motioned to Mia, a silent command to take the tray away.

“You’re welcome, Lexi,” Jenna said with a genuine smile. “Good, she’s getting used to addressing me properly. One more night of conditioning and she’ll be mine, completely,” she thought as she looked at Lexi. She pulled up her phone, looked at it, then showed it to Lexi. “Half an hour to go,” she said before walking away.

Lexi continued to quietly sob as she was left alone, bound to the fireplace. She silently willed time to move on and bring an end to the terrible burning itch between her legs. Eventually, Jenna walked back into the living room with a smile on her face. “Just a few minutes more,” she said as she showed Lexi her phone once more. The timer continued its countdown and now showed only eight minutes of **** left. “How about some entertainment for the last few minutes of your punishment?” she asked.

“If it pleases you, Mistress,” Lexi replied suddenly, very nervous. As if on cue, Mia, Lauren, Melissa, Diane, Bethany, and Elissa walked into the living room and knelt in a line along the wall to Lexi’s right. Jenna smiled as she went into the kitchen and returned with two of the straight-backed chairs from the table, and placed them a few feet apart, facing one another, so that Lexi could see both of them as if she were going to watch an interview. Jenna smiled at her as she sat in the chair to the right. “Diane, sit,” she said, pointing to the other chair. Lexi watched as Melissa’s mother, still dressed as a Catholic Schoolgirl, with her ample breasts hanging out of her top. Lexi’s heart pounded so hard she could feel her ears throb with every beat as the beautiful MILF took the seat across from Jenna. “Your husband was gone this week, wasn’t he?”

“Yes, Mistress,” Diane said without hesitation.

“Remind Lexi of what your husband does and what happens when he’s gone.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Diane said again before shifting slightly in her seat to look at Lexi. “My husband is a minister who often visits other churches across the state. When he is gone, Melissa runs the household, and I must address her as Mommy.”

“Tell her what else happens.”

“I must live by my mommy’s rules, and I am punished when I break them. My punishments, as well as my nightly bedtime spankings, are recorded and sent to our mistress.” Lexi’s jaw dropped at what she had just heard. She tried to speak, to say anything at all, but all she could do was move her jaw, making her look like a fish out of water.

“Mia, bring me a hairbrush, please,” Jenna said with a smile.

“Yes, Mistress,” Mia said as she rose to her feet. She went upstairs, her heels clicking on the floor and stairs. Only a little more than a minute later, she returned with a wooden hairbrush with a broad, rounded head. “The hairbrush, Mistress,” she said as she handed the hairbrush to Jenna.

“Thank you, go back to your place.”

“Yes, Mistress,” she said as she curtsied, then rejoined the other kneeling slaves. Jenna reached over and handed Diane the hairbrush.

“One of your mommy’s favorite implements to use on you, I believe.”

“Yes, Mistress, and one of your favorites to see her use.”

“You are not wrong,” Jenna said after a slight laugh. “Melissa, stand next to your mother.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Melissa said before she stood and moved to stand next to Diane.

“Diane, when I tell you to, you are going to give Melissa a spanking, and you are going to spank her hard, just like she spanks you.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Diane said. Lexi was not surprised to see Melissa shift nervously on her feet. What did surprise her was the look of sympathy that Diane gave her daughter.

“Now, I need to get a bit more comfortable,” Jenna said as she stood. She quickly removed her shoes, jeans, and panties before sitting back down. “Lauren,” she said before snapping her fingers and pointing to the floor before her.

“Yes, Mistress,” Lauren said as she moved to Jenna and knelt in front of her.

“You are going to eat me out while Diane spanks Melissa, you will start eating me when Diane begins spanking Melissa, Diane, you will stop spanking Melissa when Lauren makes me cum.”

“Yes, Mistress,” both Lauren and Diane replied.

“Now, I want you two to put on a show for all of us. Diane, let’s say that you have just gotten a call from Melissa’s cheer coach that she’s been kicked off the team, and therefore has lost a valuable college scholarship. Oh, and Melissa, for the duration of our little scene here, you will call your mother ‘Mommy,’ just like she does you.

“Yes, Mistress,” Melissa replied, keeping her gaze downward.

“Remember, Lauren, you are only supposed to start eating my pussy once Diane spanks Melissa.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Lauren replied, her gaze fixed on Jenna’s neatly trimmed pussy. She leaned forward keeping her face just inches from Jenna’s pussy, taking in her sweet, but earthy scent and waited for the sound of the hairbrush meeting Melissa’s soft flesh.

“And, action,” Jenna said with a broad smile as she clapped her hands together once to signal the mother/daughter pair to begin.

“Melissa, you are in big trouble, young lady,” Diane said, trying to sound like the angry mother she was supposed to be.

“What?!” Melissa said, her voice cracking slightly with nervousness, but she mostly managed to keep a bratty tone.

“I just got off the phone with your cheer coach. You've been kicked off the team! You could lose your scholarship, your ticket to college!"

"Mom, I've already been awarded the scholarship, it's not a big deal," Melissa said as she rolled her eyes.

"I disagree, young lady," Diane countered as she held the hairbrush up for Melissa to see. She let out a slightly exaggerated gasp.

"Oh, Mommy, please no," she said as she took a slight step back.

Diane quickly reached out and grabbed Melissa by her wrist. "I find it amusing that you always seem to go back to calling me 'Mommy' when you get into trouble," she said as she pulled Melissa over her lap. "Has it ever gotten you out of a spanking?" she asked as she lifted the tiny skirt of Melissa's slutty cheerleader costume, fully exposing her daughter’s ass and pussy to Lexi.

Before Melissa could answer she brought the hairbrush down hard on Melissa's right ass cheek. Melissa hissed as her body jerked and the sound of wood meeting soft flesh echoed through the room. Having been on the receiving end of a hairbrush spanking herself, Lauren tensed for a brief moment before attacking Jenna's pussy with her lips and tongue.

"Ow! Mommy! Ow! Ow! Ow! Mommy, please!" Melissa cried out as she felt the sting of the hairbrush on her ass again and again, alternating cheeks with each swat. Tears began to flow down her face, and she began to kick and squirm.

"Stay still, young lady!" Diane sternly yelled before landing a swat to each of the backs of Melissa's thighs.

"Aaahh! Mommy, I'm sorry!" she screamed through her heavy sobs. Diane, however, showed no mercy. She shoved Melissa's right leg off of her lap, then looped her own right leg over Melissa's left leg and placed her right ankle behind her left knee, leaving Melissa trapped in a leg lock. Without another word, Diane resumed the spanking.

Three minutes later, just as her phone began to chime, signaling that the timer hit zero, Jenna through her head back, gripped Lauren's hair, and screamed in orgasmic bliss. Thankful that it was over, Diane stopped her arm mid-swat and leaned down as close to Melissa as she could. Melissa, was sobbing almost nonstop, her ass was heavily bruised and sure to be sore for days, and she had let herself go limp across her mother's lap.

"I'm sorry, honey, I'm so sorry, I had to," Diane said as she rubbed Melissa's back, **** to soothe her sobbing daughter.

"I know, Mom," she said quietly and through hiccups.

"Well, you two put on quite the show. Very well done," Jenna said once her body had calmed. "Mia, spray the neutralizing solution on Lexi's pussy, her punishment is over."

"Yes, Mistress," Mia said as she rose and made her way to Lexi. She knelt again and picked up the spray bottle of clear liquid and spayed it on Lexi's pussy.

"Thank you, Mistress, thank you," Lexi said with a sigh of relief. Almost as soon as the clear liquid made contact with her skin, the terrible burning itch came to an end.

Jenna pat Lauren's head before standing up and pulling up her panties and jeans. She then walked over to Lexi and freed her from her bondage. "Come on, you can use the restroom, then I think another night of conditioning in one of the vacuum beds will get you where I want you." Lexi whimpered quietly, but didn’t fight as Jenna led her by the arm to the nearest bathroom.

After relieving herself, Lexi was taken to the back room of the lake house, where the two latex vacuum beds awaited. She only whimpered slightly as Jenna placed her wrists and ankles in the built-in cuffs. She let out a shaky breath as Jenna attached the electrical sticky pads to her breasts, inner thighs, and her pussy, then set the control unit to shock her randomly through the night.

"You're taking this very well, I'm impressed," Jenna said as she gently pushed wireless ear buds into Lexi’s ears and slipped a blindfold over her eyes. She then pulled the latex sheet over Lexi’s body, making sure the corners were snug on the frame, and the breathing tube was safely in Lexi’s mouth.

Lexi heard the familiar low growl of the vacuum motor come to life. A few seconds later, her latex cocoon began to shrink and tighten, leaving her pinned to the bed. Next, her earbuds crackled slightly, and Jenna’s voice in a soothing, melodic tone filled her ears. "You are an object, a piece of property, no longer a person."

Jenna returned to the living room and found the rest of her slaves just as she had left them. "Alright, Bethany, Elissa, I want us to have some fun in the dungeon. Everyone else, start cleaning."

"Yes, Mistress," all of her slaves said in unison. As the others dispersed to clean the lake house, Bethany and Elissa stayed kneeling on the floor. Jenna walked over to one of the end tables next to the couch, opened the drawer, and pulled out a chain-link leash and a three-foot chain.

When she returned to the waiting twins, she clipped the three-foot chain to the D-ring at the front of Elissa’s collar and the D-ring at the back of Bethany's collar. She then clipped the leash to the D-ring at the front of Bethany's collar and gave a gentle upward tug. Both twins followed their mistress up to the second floor, through the room Jenna used as an office, then up to the dungeon.

Once in the dungeon, Jenna undid the leash and short chain before turning Bethany and Elissa so that they faced one another. “Get those sexy kimonos off of each other.”

“Yes, Mistress,” the twins replied in unison. Each twin reached for the silk belt of the other’s kimono and untied it with a gentle tug. They then reached up with both hands and carefully slid the smooth silk jackets off of each other's shoulders, letting the kimonos fall and pool at their feet, leaving the identical Asian beauties in only their collars and heels.

"Good, now come here," Jenna said as she walked over to where a chain hung down from the ceiling. Attached to the chain were two sets of soft leather handcuffs. Without a word, the twins approached their mistress. Jenna again positioned Bethany and Elissa so they faced one another. "Hands up."

"Yes, Mistress," they replied, nervously. Jenna quickly placed their wrists in the cuffs. She then went to the large cabinet and came back with two sets of nipple clamps. She placed one clamp from each pair so that neither twin could back away from her sister without inflicting pain on both her sister and herself.

Next, Jenna went back to the cabinet, this time, she came back with two of the small but powerful smart vibrators she had gotten while out shopping with Diane. She said nothing to the twins as she inserted one into Bethany's pussy, and the other into Elissa’s pussy.

"There, now that you two are set, I'll go get ready," she said as she ran a hand over each of their asses, then kissed each twin on the cheek before leaving the dungeon.

"What do you think she's going to do?" Bethany asked.

"I don't know, Beth, but our mistress knows best. We'll get through this."

"Together," Bethany said with a nod.

"Together," Elissa agreed with a nod of her own.

The twins did not have to wait long; within a few minutes, Jenna returned to the dungeon. Instead of her stylish pink tee shirt, dark blue jeans, and white sneakers, she looked every bit her true self: A beautiful, and although young, supremely skilled dominatrix. She was now dressed in a red leather corset with black trim, black leather wedge-heeled thigh-high boots, and matching black latex shoulder-length gloves. Her lips were now covered in dark red lipstick that perfectly matched her corset, her eyes were shadowed in a dark smokey shade that made her eyes look dark, mysterious, and dangerous, and her long brown hair had been styled into a right bun, not a single strand of her hair dared to be out of place. She had draped a black and red leather flogger over her left shoulder, and in her right hand, she carried her phone, the app that controlled all of her smart toys open, and the vibrators assigned to the twins were pulled up.

With a gentle tap of her thumb against the screen, she brought the vibrators to life, set to thirty percent power. In response to the sudden, yet gentle vibrations in their pussies, both Bethany and Elissa let out quiet moans. “Are my two little fuck dolls ready to play?”

“Yes, Mistress,” the two answered as each fought back another moan of pleasure. Jenna chuckled deep in her throat as she set her phone down on the windowsill. She took a long moment to appreciate the glint of the sun off of the serene lake, not far from the house. When she heard the twins moan again, she turned to them and left the window.

When she reached the twins, Jenna ran her right hand down Bethany’s back. Even through the thin layer of latex, she could feel Bethany’s beautiful olive skin quiver under her touch as she let out a sigh. “Enjoying that vibrator, Bethany?” she asked softly before planting a gentle kiss on Bethany’s cheek.

“Yes, Mistress.”

“And you’re not going to cum without permission are you?”

“No, Mistress,” she said with another sigh of pleasure.

“Good girl,” Jenna said before again kissing Bethany’s cheek. Moved from Bethany to Elissa, and ran her hand down the other bound twin’s back.” And you, Elissa? Are you enjoying your vibrator?” she asked before kissing Elissa’s cheek.

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Are you going to cum without permission, and make me punish you?”

“I…I’ll try not to, Mistress,” she said as her legs trembled slightly.

“I love an honest answer,” Jenna laughed before kissing Elissa’s cheek again. She stepped back and pulled the flogger off her shoulder. “Asses out,” she said sternly. Immediately the two twins bent forward, and arched their backs sticking their asses out for their mistress and classmate. “Show me how much you love one another, make out, I want to see lots of tongue.”

The twins didn’t hesitate to obey, despite their cheeks turning a deep shade of red. They glanced at each other, then met one another's lips in a tentative, yet passionate kiss. Slowly, the kiss deepened, tongues slipping out to tease and explore each other's mouths. They moaned into the passionate kiss, and Jenna could tell it wasn't just because of the vibrators that were now at 50 percent power. The sound of leather on skin echoed through the room as Jenna brought the flogger down on Bethany's ass with just enough **** to sting but not leave a mark.

"Mmm!" Bethany squealed into Elissa's mouth, causing her sister to moan in empathy. Jenna walked over to Elissa and landed a similar swat on her ass.

"Oh!" Elissa gasped as they continued their heated make-out session. Their breathing grew ragged, and their nipples hardened under the combined pain and pleasure from the clamps and the vibrator's intensity, now at 75 percent.

Jenna leaned in close to their ears. "I want you both to cum together, but only when I give you permission," she purred, before increasing the vibrator setting to its highest level. "Now... make me a proud mistress."

Their moans filled the dungeon like a symphony as they descended into a world of shared pleasure, their tongues dancing together in an erotic ballet set to the music of their moans of pleasure, from the vibrators and squeals of pain whenever the flogger met their asses. The clamps on their nipples added to their arousal and connected them in a way they never thought possible: linked not only by blood but by the ever-mounting desire for release. This was so much more intense and strangely intimate than all the times Jenna had made them eat one another’s pussy.

"Oh god... Mistress...," Bethany panted between kisses. "I... I can't..."

"N... neither can I... Mistress," Elissa gasped out. "May I cum please?" she asked as each twin’s body shuddered with the effort it took them not to cum.

Jenna circled back to admire her handiwork: two of her classmates now bound together by more than just their shared blood. They had become willing pawns in her twisted game of power and desire. She swung the flogger as hard as she could across Elissa’s glowing ass. “Don’t be a greedy bitch, Elissa.”

“Oh, God!” Bethany screamed before she bit her lip. “May we cum!M may we please cum!?”

“See Elissa, your sister isn’t a greedy bitch. Cum for me.”

“Thank you, Mistress!” the twins screamed. It took them a few seconds to realize that the vibrators inside of them had shut off, and Jenna was carefully removing them from their pussies. Once they were out, she placed the vibrators in a bin to be cleaned.

How will the weekend continue?

A. Jenna repays her cousin Natalie for making turning Mia into her **** possible

B. Diane gets some private attention from Jenna

C) Lauren pleases her mistress

D) Melissa puts on a show

E) Jenna checks Lexi's progress