Mother May I?

Mother:
I heard his voice, a whisper, a husky cry. Yes. I wanted to shout it. The first step, the hardest, no pun intended.
"Yes darling Vincent. It may touch her. Without your help." Wanting to exalt and cry but knowing ihad to push him, to make him discover the control he needed.
I stood now, in my thigh high boots and a tiny thong. My black corset cinched tightly, to lift my breasts. I wiggled a little, knowing my thong was becoming more and more wet as time went by. Wondering who would be the first to gain a demerit, and if they knew how I kept score?
 
Viviana

Standing by Mother's side, my body is becoming more inflamed as I watch th proceedings around me. Already, almost against my will, I feel a wetness between my thighs, and the urge to caress my breasts is overwhelming. I almost give into this urge, thinking that 1 demerit out of 5 cannot be that much. But how daring do I become? And what sweet torture it is to watch as those aroused can somewhat satisfy their desires, while unable to do so to one self.

I try to divert my eyes, hoping that by not seeing the images that my nipples will not continue to harden and the wetness between my thighs may lessen. But I believe I may very well be at the stage of no return, and hope I do not do something to receive the first demerit.
 
Between a Rock and a Hard Place

My eyes fly open as Mother grants my request. This urgent need to feel the softest of his hair against the contradictory hardness of his body. My perfectly manicured nails, that had the smallest hint of pink, moved slowly through the long red beard. I ever slowly worked my way down his chest and to the edge of his belly. As I reached the point where his hair met his manlihood I was overcome with desire.

He stroked himself methodically as I watch his exquisite tool grow larger and turn purple as it throb. Oh, how I longed to feel it throbbing inside of me. I especially wanted to taste his juices and feel it pulsate inside of my mouth. At that exact moment I became moist. My mouth watered and my milky white thighs glistened with the need to have this rugged man. I turned my gaze to meet his; desire so hot in my eyes. His hazel eyes smoldered with the mutual passion we felt for each other at this moment. The moisture between my legs felt like molten lava. How many demerits would Mother give me if I threw myself on the desk and made wild passionate love to this man? At this moment I didn't give a damn.

I licked my lips wanting more and more to taste him. I had to have this man. I had to have his purple, throbbing member in my mouth exploding his sweet juices down the back of my throat. But first I wanted the feel of his hot, rugged body against mine as I also felt the cold hard metal of the desk. "To hell with self control," I thought to myself. My whole life had about self control. This night is made for wild abandoment. I will have this man! And I will have him NOW!!
 
Kurt: caught on the horns of a dilemma

Fire burning out of control in my loins spreading wild fire to my mouth, wanting to crush her trembling lips, to my hands, my fingers wanting to ignite her ridgid nipples to my eyes adding fuel to a fire already burning there. Emerald green flames flickering then flaring up, then softening smoldering as her liqiud heat desends, unindating the entrance to her womanhood spreading like wildfire along the folds and ridges seeping out to flow down her thighs, hot, slick, wet molten fire.

God I want this woman, this Angel, to show her the fire of hell that burns within me, the fire that only she can extinguish by setting in me the fire that burns within her, together, they will consume untill there is nothing left to consume untill the fire consumes itself.

I look to Mother knowing that she knows all . That she sees the fire that burns within the both of us and seeks to join, to burn together. Her look is distant non comital We must choose to ask fearing denial, or to take the demerits I shake my head to clear my brain to try to control the raging fire . Demerits, I think, I'm waiting for permission already surely any action on my part will cancel out that request. To me a demerit is a mistake.. I have no room for mistakes in my life, a mistake in the woods means death. Sometimes one can play the odds but when it's a matter of life and death you don't play the odds, you don't make mistakes. But this is only a game, I want this woman now! I look once more at Mother and then I see a look of pleading. Don't do this Kurt, it says, like a real mother protecting her son Steeled by this look I take a deep breath and hold back the raging fire.
 
Viviana

The sexual tension is getting almost too much to bear. I can feel the heat rising from my body, and without some sort of release I feel as though I shall burst.

Out of the corner of my eye, I notice that Mother appears to be shifting quite a bit, and I believe I can smell her musky scent from here. Turning towards her, I get up my courage...

"Mother, may I pleasure you with my tongue?"
 
Vincent was in a quandry, He had asked Mother if he could touch the girl with his penis. She said he might but only with his hands and fingers. Her nipples grazing and pressing against his chest were causing an erection that would soon make it impossible not to touch the girl whether he asked ppermission or not. As she moved seductively before him he could feel the heat of her body warming his cockas it grew closer and closer to her delicious body.

So...she said hand and fingers.Okay, he brought his right hand, the big right hand that had rendered 47 men senseless
and cupped the cheek of her ass with it, squeezing gently.
She smiled and pressed against him even more.
 
How Many Demerits Will I Get For This?!?!

Kurt averted his eyes from my gaze. I could feel him weakening just a bit. I needed to break this composure, this steely stance that I presumed he had always deemed a necessity. He was looking in Mother's direction now. Is he going to ask her? Or will he cave into the desire that seethes within him? Then I hear Viviana's request. Maybe Mother will grant her wish and become totally absorbed in her own pleasure so as not to realize an infraction on my part.

My fingers became more and more urgent as they explored Kurt's hardened torso. I pressed my nails a bit harder against his body, applying just a hint of pain. Not enough to really hurt, just enough to make him more aware of my existence. He closed his eyes while he lifted his chin and a small moan escaped his wind exposed lips. The lips that I wanted so badly to be pressed against me. Against all of me. "Take me now!! I want to feel you inside of me!" I screamed.

Had I really screamed it? Was my mind playing tricks on me? I was too overcome with raw emotion to know for sure at first.
 
Mother:
Just as I was to speak to Viviana, I hear. The first break. Oh Angel, sweet Angel.
"Angel." My voice firm and loud. Everyone jumped, including myself.
"You were given permission to run your fingers through his hair. Not touch his torso, irrisistible as it may be. Naughty Angel. Now you learn how Mother keeps score." Striding over to them, everyone's eyes watching.
"Kurt. You may hold her close, against you, your arms wrapped around her, if you like."
 
OOC:
If I'm not mistaken Vincents partner will be out of touch until tomorrow night, and I will taking a tiny sabbatical at the beach for three days, Tuesday-Friday.
Now I HATE the thought of bowing out, but if you think it best, I will. Perhaps another lady might address herself
to the poor frustrated fellow, so at least my contribution can continue for the next few days.
I'm at your service Mother...
 
OOC: I wish you were darling. Mother needs service right now. Umm. since the two of you are both out maybe I shall play a bit with it. Is that okay? Not anything major, just along the same lines. To try to teach you some control, and the joys of it. If not can offer a quiet room for the two of you to play by yourselves having decided not to join us.
 
OOC:
I don't want to bog this marvelous thread down with to many OOCs...I still can post, today and tomorrow if you can think of a way for me to do so, perhaps you could redirect Danse (at most I will only be able to exchange a post with her on Sunday night, then I am gone.)and allow me to service you in some way (happy thought). I would be quite willing for you to control Vincent during me absence next week.
 
Infraction of the Rules

I almost jumped out of my skin when I hear Mother addressing me. I had screamed those words. I must have. Why else would she reprimand me? If she realized all the frustrations that had ben building inside me years upon years, would she blame me for my inability to wait any longer?

I closed my eyes as I awaited her judgment against me. Had I heard her correctly? Is she really punishing me for my wayward fingers? Yes, I heard her correctly. I breathed a sigh of relief for I had not really shouted those feelings.

Kurt's arm encircle me as Mother gives him permission to do so. I surpress a wicked grin as I think that whatever the punishment, the feel of his strong arms would be worth it. I cannot help but realize the irony of it all. My whole life I had followed all the rules to the letter. It was rather exhilerating to break the rules for a change.
 
OOC: Shall keep Vincent and company busy.

Mother:
"Hold her tighter. Now, dear. This is how I keep score. I cannot be bothered to remember who has what demerits, so. Frank. Could you come here for a moment?" He turned and attended me.
"Darling," Running my hand up his arm, watching his eyes looking at her tight ass. "Please help me. I need to mark her." Tapping her ass with my crop. "You choose which cute cheek gets the mark. She was very naughty and touched Kurt in places she had not asked me." Tapping first one, then the other cheek. Watching her face as she realized I meant it.
"Left, or right?"
 
Vince was beginning to rock under the attention Kate was giving him. Her nipples sent electric charges through his body as they slid across his torso. His hand held her ass in it's palm, the tips of his fingers an inch from her sex.
His penis now fully erect, brushed against her stomach as she moved aginst him, back and forth, back and forth. Over Kate's head he was watching Mother, trying to control himself, stay rooted to the spot.

Patience...control...patience...

"Mother."
The voice seemed to come from nowhere but it was his.
"Mother, may I ask you to come here and kiss me."
 
Mother:
Oh, a second question from Vincent, so soon. Kiss him? With that lovely creature on him he wanted to kiss me? Watching Frank as he purposefully took a look at her ass. Watching her reactions as she realized we were all staring.
"Yes Vincent." Slipping up to him, running my hands down his back. Laying my soft lips on his. Moaning as I slipped my tongue just a tiny bit to his lips. Almost swooning as he responded. Forcing myself to pull away, but again running my hand down his back, and cupping his ass.
"What a lovely man." Licking my lips, but turning back too my job.
 
Frank

I wasnt sure just what I was supposed to do. Mother's instructions werent very clear. I examined Angel's asscheeks, and then kissed each one. I just couldnt decide which one deserved the little love pat or swat she must have intended. So, I reached up and bent her over. I looked at her ass again, took my hands and spread her cheeks, and there was that little rosebud in between. Not being able to hold back, I just dove in and licked her right there. My tongue was in her anus, she was bent over, and Kurt's cock was right in front of her face. Meanwhile all of a sudden Mother weas getting attention from Vincent,so she was occupied. We all just let go.I licked Angels ass while she started to suck Kurts's cock, and we were all now involved.

Fuck Mother was all I could think of, as I pulled away and let Angel go ahead with what she wanted, a full size fuck with Kurt.I crawled over and joined Mother and Vince. while he kissed her mouth, I dove into her pussy and her spread legs engulfed me. Then I left them and went to Viviana and asked her if it was all right for us to play. Although my mouth had been in some very nice places, she leaned over and kissed me, and the party was now in full swing.

[Edited by catlover on 05-27-2001 at 07:19 AM]
 
The True Punishment

Kurt's arm felt safe and warm as I awaited my punishment from Mother. She had asked Frank to decide the exact location of my marking. He came nearer to me and I could feel his hot glaring eyes resting on my ass. I knew without looking at them that every member of the group had their eyes glued to me and all of my naked slendor. This was worse than the punishment that Mother would mete out to me. I was unaccustomed to this kind of attention. I was petrified and yet exhilerated all in one swift emotion.
 
M<other:
I was not pleased. Frank had disobeyed, severly.
"Frank. You did not ask Mother may I. You either obey the rules and ask, or you shall bear the mark. Vincent. I need your help now. Angel and Frank both have demerits coming to them. I shall mete Frank's and you hers." Frank. Come here. Now." My legs were trembling at the kisses he had bestowed. But my mind was firm, if my body wasn't.
 
Vincent and Kate, paused in their silent play and looked at Mother, waiting...
 
Frank

Hearing Mother with her bleating voice trying to tell me she was upset at what I had done, I again had to leave Viviana and come back to morther.

With my ass up in the air for whatever Vincent might have in mind, I said "Mother may I eat your pussy?" and without awaiting permission or any kind of answer, I again dove in, with my tongue searching for all her beautiful tastes and charms.

If she could mete out punishment while the object of cunnilingus - so be it but I was where I wanted to be,and Id pay any price to enjoy it.
 
Viviana

As Mother's servant, it was not my place to ask or to answer...I should take my instructions from Mother alone.

However, I watched as Mother was engaging with Vincent, and as Angel was enjoying her own fulfillment with Frank and Kurt.

My pussy was on fire, and being a submissive, had no way to relieve the burning desire that was building there without receiving Mother's express permission. Yet as Frank walked towards me asked for a kiss, I knew I would disobey the first rule of being a submissive by not seeking out my Mistress' permission. I kissed Frank deeply...wanting more....afraid to take it.

As Mother's voice called for Frank and Angel to receive their demerits. I held my breath. Had She seen my actions? As her servant I must comply with her every whim....and her punishment to me could be far worse than any She may choose to met out to those around me.

I gasp as I see Frank begin to lick Mother's most delicate sex....that will surely earn him more than a demerit....if not outright punishment!

I stand frozen by Mother's chair...suddenly desiring the man who just shared a kiss with me....seeking sweet release in any way I could get it.
 
Mother:
"On second thought. Kurt hold her a moment longer, if you do not mind. Frank. You have been anughty, and led my sweet servant astray." Tapping his lips with my finger. "Those naughty lps need to be kept busy. You may kiss her again, but... only after you let me place my demerits to you. I think two of them."
Vincents eyes widened as Frank bent over, gripping the edge of a chair. Ready to take his punishment.
"Viviana. Come here. Your demerit is marked in that you, who used her body to tease him, shall administer the first mark." Knowing she was truly submissive, yet seeing the heat in her eyes.
"Now Viviana, before you are awarded yet another mark." Laying a hand on Kate's shoulder I smiled at her. Enjoying yourself dear?" Her tongue flickering out to lick her lips, her eyes bright with desire.
"Do not worry Angel. I have not forgotten you. Kurt. Would you be pleased to administer her demerit please? One on each cheek. And such tender tight cheeks they are." His hands slipping down to softly rub them. Wondering to myself if they would do as I had asked, or had I read them all wrong.
 
Viviana

No, I had been seen...and a submissive servant acting without permission from her Master or Mistress, is often the one receiving the harshest punishment. It appears that Mother is being lenient with me, but Frank must suffer for our behavior.

Eyes cast downward, I walk over to Mother and hang my head until my long flaming hair covers my face as a curtain.

"Mother may I be of service in meting out demerits?"

My heart ached as I said these words, but Mother's word of more shared kisses with Frank kept hope alive in me. Maybe She will let me engage in more than a kiss....


[Edited by SexyChele on 05-27-2001 at 09:32 PM]
 
Kurt dealing with reality

Though the fire between our bodies smolders I feel a sense of relief as I hold Angel in my arms, as Mother had instructed. I have no idea of the punishment that Angel is about to receive but I want to hold her as it happens and silently thank Mother for allowing this. She returns my look of gratefulness with the permission to hold Angel tighter. My hands grasp her long auburn hair pulling her head into the hollow of my throat, her hard nipples crushing against my chest. I push my rock hard cock tool into her flat firm stomach and she in turn arches her back to bring it even closer.

My hands go from her hair to her firm butt cheeks, molding the flesh as I pull her even tighter. Raising her to her tiptoes, my cock slides down to her soft mound. How close can I hold her I wonder. I look at Mother, trying to find an answer. She seems preocupied ,but I know she is watching I know she sees all.

Angel softens in my arms, Our passion smolders but we have a sense of knowing, of knowing that now matter what happens this union that we have started will continue and will grow into a glorious and tumultuous conclusion We know that we must have patience. In the mean time, all hell seems break loose. Sexual tension fills the air like a whirlwind scooping up everything in it's path tearing all sense of purpose and reason apart.

I feel somehow I must fasten myself tighter to my angel, so that we both can weather the storm. My right hand comes around between us snaking betwen our bodies grasping my ridgid tool and pushing it down, sliding it between her thighs. Slowly, I push it back, holding it down so that it passes beneath her womanhood and rests between her butt cheeks.

I gasp as I feel the heat flowing down from deep inside her as the folds of wet pulsating softness cover the top of my throbing tool trying to encircle it, enclose it in it's softness. Her strong slender legs entwine with mine together we are clasped waiting for the storm to pass.

Of course, it does pass and I look around to see if any of all this has actually happened or was it just in the minds of the other players each one of them creating their own fantasies.

No matter, as it all ends up in mothers hands. There is in my mind no way that I can control her and that is as it should be, as this is her game, we are playing and whether we like it or not we must play by her rules.

I look at Mother again through the tangle of Angel's soft hair. I know she can see my cock sticking between angel's ass cheeks and she knows how close I am to being inside her She also know how much I want to be there and as Angel moans her hips straining against mine, her legs encircling mine, her body making small upward motions like a climber climbing the trunk of a tree, I see her body shudder.

Softly, calmly I say " Mother, may I hoist Angel up and let her take me inside while she takes her punishment."
 
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