Waxing and oral sex

Lisa sat in her small office behind the reception desk, grinning broadly at the screen. The hidden cameras had recorded everything in top quality: Anna’s first squirting orgasm with Mia and herself, the thick black dildo, how she’d worked Jamal’s cock between her tits, the full cumshot onto her heavy breasts and how Jamal had rubbed his cum all over her – even between her legs.

“Perfect,” she murmured. She edited together the best clips, added timestamps and close-ups of Anna’s face (her eyes rolled back in shame and lust) and saved the video in an encrypted file.

She called Mia via the internal app:

“Mia, sweetie, pop into the office for a moment.”

Mia came in, still in her spa uniform. Lisa handed her the USB stick.

“Here. The latest footage of Jan’s mum. Take this to Jan tonight. Tell him it’s the ‘Special Edition’. He should have a proper wank whilst watching his mum get fucked by my black dildo and then have cum smeared all over her tits later. The hypnosis should help ensure he doesn’t recognise her.”

Mia grinned wickedly. “Got it, boss. Poor Jan won’t sleep a wink all night again.”

Lisa laughed softly. “That’s exactly what I want.”

A week later, Anna returned. This time she was already trembling with excitement as she entered the spa. Leonie greeted her with a warm smile, but there was a knowing twinkle in her eyes.

“Today’s going to be really intimate, Mrs Berger. As promised: a full wax and then the tongue. Mia will get you ready.”

Anna was led into the treatment room. Mia was already waiting. The young woman was particularly strict and professional today.

First the massage. Mia rubbed oil into Anna’s body, kneading her heavy tits particularly thoroughly, tugging at her nipples until Anna moaned softly. Then she went deeper. Mia spread Anna’s legs wide, massaging the freshly trimmed bush and the already wet pussy with slow, circular movements. Anna was wet and horny after just a few minutes.

Then came the waxing.

Mia applied the hot wax – thick and sticky – directly to Anna’s thick, dark bush. Anna gritted her teeth. Mia pressed the strip of fabric firmly against the skin and ripped it off with a sharp tug.

“Aaaah!” Anna screamed, her whole body twitching. Tears welled up in her eyes. The pain was sharp and burning. Mia worked on relentlessly: one strip after another, getting closer and closer to the labia, down to the perineum and even a little way into the crack of her arse. Every tug was humiliatingly loud; the tearing sound echoed through the room. Anna lay there with her legs spread, her big tits jiggling with every scream, her face bright red with shame and pain.

“Please… not so hard… oh God, that hurts so much…,” she whimpered, but Mia remained relentless.

After twenty agonising minutes, it was all gone. Anna’s cunt was completely bare, baby-smooth, her labia thick and swollen, her clitoris standing out exposed and sensitive. The skin was fiery red and glistening.

Mia gently stroked it with her fingers. “Feel it…”

Anna touched herself – and groaned loudly. The skin was incredibly sensitive. Every touch felt ten times more intense. Her bare, smooth cunt looked obscenely arousing, the inner lips slightly parted, already glistening with fresh juices.

“Incredible…” Anna whispered hoarsely. “It feels… so bare… so sensitive…”

Leonie came in, saw the result and smiled contentedly.

“Beautiful. Now for the actual treatment.” She sat down next to Anna and asked quite directly: “Who would you like to give you a tongue today, Mrs Berger? Mia or… Jamal?”

Anna blushed bright red again. She hesitated for just a second, then whispered in a trembling voice:

“Jamal… please, Jamal.”

Leonie smiled contentedly and gently stroked Anna’s flushed cheek.

“Good choice, Mrs Berger. Jamal really is the best when it comes to tongue work. He’ll really spoil you.”

She left the room for a moment and returned with Jamal. The tall, muscular black man was completely naked again. His heavy, thick cock dangled semi-erect between his powerful thighs, the glans already glistening slightly. He didn’t say a word, simply kneeling between Anna’s wide-spread legs and gazing at her freshly waxed, baby-smooth cunt. The skin was still slightly reddened from the waxing, the thick outer labia plump and swollen, the inner lips slightly parted and already glistening with wetness.

Jamal began slowly and tantalisingly. First he kissed the insides of her thighs, then he ran his flat, warm tongue very slowly from bottom to top across the entire smooth slit. Anna flinched as if she’d been electrocuted – the sensitivity was incredible after the waxing.

“Oh… fuck…”, she gasped.

Jamal grinned briefly, then really got going. He pressed his whole face between her legs, spread her labia wide apart with both large hands and began to lick her with long, broad strokes of his tongue. From the lower edge of her cunt right up to her clitoris – again and again. Every stroke was firm, wet and hot. The rough surface of his tongue ran directly over the now completely hairless, hypersensitive skin.

Then he concentrated on her clitoris. He sucked it between his full lips, pulled it gently into his mouth and let his tongue dance around it in quick, small circles. Hard. Fast. Relentless. At the same time, he pushed two of his thick fingers deep into her dripping cunt and began to fuck her slowly, whilst his tongue continued to work on her clit.

Anna cried out. Her hips jerked upwards uncontrollably, her heavy tits jiggling wildly. The sounds were obscene: the wet smacking of his fingers, the loud, greedy slurping and sucking of his tongue, her own throaty moans.

Jamal became even more intense. He changed the rhythm – now he licked with his flat tongue in long, slow strokes across her entire pussy, then suddenly hard and fast again, focusing only on her clit. In between, he thrust his tongue deep into her wet opening, really fucking her with it, whilst his thumb pressed down on her clitoris in a circular motion.

Within minutes, Anna was completely beside herself.

“Jamal… oh God… your tongue… that’s… too good… I can’t take it!” she whimpered, her hands clawing at the lounger. Her smooth, red pussy twitched visibly, her juices running in thick streams down Jamal’s chin and dripping onto the lounger.

He didn’t stop. Instead, he sucked her clitoris even tighter into his mouth, vibrating his tongue against it whilst simultaneously fucking her deep and hard with three fingers. Anna came with a loud, animalistic scream – her whole body arched, her legs trembling uncontrollably, and she squirted violently against Jamal’s face. A warm, powerful gush of clear fluid spurted over his tongue and chin.

Jamal simply kept licking, sucking up every drop, until Anna lay there whimpering and twitching, her smooth cunt wide open and pulsing.

Anna lay completely spent on the lounger, her legs spread wide, her freshly waxed, baby-smooth cunt red and glistening with her own juices. Jamal was still kneeling between her thighs, his face buried deep in her slit. His tongue fucked her mercilessly – deep into her wet opening, then circling hard and fast over her hypersensitive clitoris.

Anna came for the second time. Her body arched, her heavy tits bouncing wildly, her plump arse lifting off the lounger. A loud, throaty scream echoed through the room.

“Yeees… Jamal… your tongue… I’m coming… I’m squirting again…!”

As he sat up, Mrs Berger seized the opportunity. Her right hand shot down, gripped Jamal’s thick, hard black cock – which was now rock-hard and throbbing heavily with lust – and squeezed tightly. She greedily pulled him closer, trying to press the thick glans directly against her dripping, open cunt, as if she wanted to feel him deep inside her immediately.

Jamal froze instantly. “No. Not again,” he said coldly.

The door opened. Leonie stood in the doorway, arms crossed, her face hard and angry. She had seen everything on the camera.

“Mrs Berger!” she hissed sharply. “This can’t be true! Again?! You’ve only just got the tongue you wanted so desperately – and you’re already reaching for his cock again?! That’s the second offence in a row!”

Anna lay there, still twitching from the orgasm, her smooth cunt wide open and pulsing, her face bright red with shame. Tears welled up in her eyes.

“I… I’m so sorry… I… I couldn’t help myself… I was so horny… please… it was just a reflex…”, she stammered desperately, sitting up hastily and trying to cover her heavy tits with her arms.

Leonie shook her head, her voice icy.

“Reflex? That wasn’t a reflex, that was pure insolence. The first time, we let you off with five strokes. Now the fun is over. Your membership is now at risk. Either you accept the new punishment – or you’re out. This time it will be much harsher. Ten strokes with the paddle. And afterwards, a proper apology to Jamal.”

Anna was trembling all over. Her arse was already tingling at the thought of ten strokes. Her shame burned hotter than ever before – and yet she felt her smooth cunt twitch tellingly again at Leonie’s stern words.

She lowered her gaze, her voice barely audible:

“I… I accept the punishment. Please… don’t kick me out.”

Leonie smiled coldly.

“Good. Then get on all fours, Mrs Berger. Bump high and legs apart. This time we’ll see exactly how wet you get.”

Anna obeyed, trembling; she knelt down, thrust her plump, still slightly reddened arse upwards and spread her thighs. Her baby-smooth cunt glistened openly and was visibly dripping.

Leonie fetched the heavy leather paddle and took a swing.

“Ten strokes. And with every stroke, you say aloud: ‘I’m sorry, Jamal.’”

Smack!

The first hard blow landed on her right cheek. Anna cried out.

“I’m sorry, Jamal…!”

Smack! Smack!

The next two hit the left side. Her arse quickly turned deep red.

“I’m sorry, Jamal… I’m sorry, Jamal…!”

The blows grew harder. By the seventh blow, Anna began to sob quietly – out of shame, out of pain… and out of a forbidden, deep arousal that frightened even her.

Her plump arse glowed fiery red, the marks of the paddle clearly visible, when Leonie was finally done.

“And now the apology, Mrs Berger. Properly this time.”