Lillian's Punishment

Lillian grinned, feeling the joy of her position filling her up. Her head swam with possibilities, and she felt eager and ready to explore them all. She looked down at the blond haired girl on the floor, quivering in silent terror, and it felt her with such warmth and arousal. She wanted to throw her head back and laugh, drinking in Stacy’s humiliation, but she didn’t. She knew all about the importance of keeping up appearances, and knew that right now, that was the most important thing for her. She’d spent to long seething angrily, knowing that those bitches, Stacy, Diana and Lisa, were seen as better than her. Now at last, she had the chance to put them in their place, and she didn’t want to waste it. She smirked, feeling her lips quirk slightly, and feeling arousal beating through her pussy as well.

Lillian was pretty sure that she wasn’t a lesbian. Probably. But she did like power, and power was the best aphrodisiac that there was. She was feeling more aroused than she could ever remember feeling before, and the day was just beginning! She had almost been glad when Lisa hadn’t fallen for her little trap before, since it gave her all the excuses she needed to punish Stacy. The blond haired girl was watching the bowl of hot dogs she’d requested. Lillian had plans for that. In truth, it didn’t really matter to her whether Stacy had misbehaved or not as a ****, since she would have found reason to bring her here anyway. This was important, the first step in the long road she had planned for the girl. Stacy, cheerful, chatty Stacy, was going to be broken if she had anything to say about it. She would make the girl into the perfect ****, she would torment her and punish her until her mind was worn away. And why would she do it? Because she loved it. The idea of having such total power over someone else was a serious turn on. It was the most potent she’d ever felt, the most important, and she was going to make use of it.

“All right, blondie.” She said to the ****. She stepped forwards, taking hold of the hot dog bowl in one hand. It was cold as ice, which was as expected since they had just come out of the freezer. Stacy’s eyes followed it, the look in them made Lillian smirk even more, and sent thrills of arousal coursing through her pussy. She could feel the rest of the room watching them as well, and gloried in it. She loved the control, the sense of power that came from being the centre of everything.

“Here’s what’s going to happen.” Lillian said, reaching for one of the hot dogs with her long fingers. With her other hand, she went to her bag, and withdrew a condom, which she quickly opened, and began to spread over the tip of the hot dog. “Don’t want you to get any nasty infections.” She grinned at Stacy unpleasantly.

Once she was done, she tossed the makeshift dildo down to the girl, who jumped as she felt it strike her naked body.

“Here is how it goes.” Lillian said, rising her voice to the whole room could hear her. “I want you to take this, and fuck yourself with it.”

“R-right here?” Stacy asked.

“Right here.” Lillian said nastily. “Right now. Right in front of everyone. I am ordering you, ****, to take that hot-dog and stick it in your cunt. Fuck yourself with it like it’s that plastic dildo I am sure you have back home. Make yourself cum with it, or else I’ll punish you even more harshly, do you understand?”

Stacy blanched, her eyes were wide, and her hands trembling. All the colour had fled from her face, but even so, she knew that she had ****. Slowly, reluctantly, she reached out, her fingers closing around the hot-dog.

She closed her eyes as the room started to buzz with conversation. People sat forwards in their chairs, looking interested. Smartphones came out, snapping pictures of the scene for later use. Stacy shook like a leaf, but she knew that she had **** at all in the matter. She looked like she wanted to cry as she slowly raised her hand to her shaven mound, rubbing herself to try and prepare it for penetration.

“Spread your legs further.” Lillian snapped.

Stacy did it, forcing her legs apart to the widest extent that they could, feeling the gaze of the room, her cheeks burned red as people talked and pointed. Part of her still could not believe that this was happening to her. She was in utter shock, her body acting on auto-pilot. Lillian paid little attention to Stacy as she started to gently rub the tip of the hotdog against her lower lips; the moment was humiliating, degrading. Stacy tried not to image what she was about to insert within her body. It was worse than a dildo or something like that because it was even more degrading to be **** to do this.

Lillian’s focus was on the crowd, on the group, she loved how they pointed, how some of them chatted, one or two laughed, and Stacy trembled in shame. She smirked, loving every minute of it. Stacy grit her teeth as she felt the icy item slide into her body. Her cheeks were coloured red as the frozen shaft pressed her labia apart. She gasped; it was cold as ice! Highly uncomfortable, to say the least, the motion brought little joy. Still, she bent to it, working it as quickly as she could, trying to wring any arousal at all from the moment. She closed her eyes, pretended that it was someone else, but it felt so cold in her hands, each penetration was like a shockwave that ran through her. She shivered, feeling goosebumps erupting across her skin. Again, she clawed for that feeling of building arousal, of a climax coming, she **** that hotdog into her body, trying to imagine that it was just some toy. She penetrated herself with it desperately – in front of everyone – and could feel warm tears prickling the corners of her eyes.

Still, it remained out of reach. Still, it taunted her, unable to find release. She tried, she really did, but the cold, the fear, the reality of her situation, it did not make for good fun. Lillian must have noticed the problem, because she leaned down and whispered in her ear.

“Not doing it for you? Don’t worry, I have something in mind that’ll help.”

So saying, she took out another hotdog, running it along Stacy’s inner thigh. The blond haired girl shivered at the contact, her skin cold, tingling where the hotdog touched it. Lillian drew is sadistically along her body, across her waist, and down her spine. The lingering touch of the cold was oddly sensual and Stacy finally felt her body beginning to become aroused. She began to run the one she held against her lower self, gently rubbing it against her skin. The cold touch was shocking, but not as shocking as Lillian’s slow tracing across her back, the hotdog falling lower and lower. Stacy gave a start as she felt Lillian’s hands at her buttocks, peeling apart her cheeks. The cold tip of the hotdog pressed against her entrance. She gasped, realising at last what Lillian had planned.

Too late. She felt the shaft start to slowly sink into her anus. She hissed, thrusting her body forwards to try and get away from the cold. It almost burned her, it was so chilly. She gasped, heaving as she felt it slide into her body, her hands trembled, she wanted it to end, but knew that there was only one way it could. Desperately, she worked at her lower self again, running the makeshift dildo into her body, slowly driving it inside of herself, then building speed, the motion making her legs feel weak. At the same time, Lillian continued to fuck her from behind, driving the second one into her ass again and again. It was not gentle, but the stimulation was at least helping, as shameful as that was. Stacy felt her arousal building and building, growing more powerful as she desperately reached for it. At last, she climaxed right in front of the whole room, some people cheered, and that made it even worse. She sagged forwards, the two hotdogs falling to the ground at her feet.

“That was good.” Lillian said. “Almost good enough for me to forget the second part.”

“S-second part? Mistress…?”

Lillian smirked again, the look of terror and helplessness on Stacy’s face spiking her arousal and enjoyment massively.

“Oh yes.” Lillian purred. “Now, hold yourself open, ****. I want to see how many will fit inside that pussy of yours.”