The young bride.

[Foxy Wench]

Jean Claude walks up behind me, his lips pressing to my neck before whispering to me loud enough for Jeh to hear.

"Naughty Vixen, you only offer Jehanne pleasure.”

His hand reaches down to stroke my dripping pussy lips, making me moan with pleasure.

"How can she truly decide what she wants, without knowing the kiss of the lash “Ma Mauvais Chatte”

Wicked thoughts run through my mind as a hand reaches around me and grasps his cock, pumping it a bit. I let Jeh watch us, locked in a lover's embrace. I want to feel this man posess me, and I will do whatever he asks of me.

I turn my head toward him, an eyebrow raised as I ask, "May we take her down so her ass can feel the lash?"

 

[cgraven]

"May we take her down so her ass can feel the lash?"

There is and eagerness in Angelique to caress Jehanne with the lash,, to watcher wither as it kisses caresses her whole body. I am surprised at the devilish streak in “My Little Vixen” but it please me and how well she knows Jehanne’s hidden dark desires and needs.

“yes you May “My Vixen, but buckle on the collar and collar for Jehanne first dear then you mat thoroughly fog her till she begs you to fuck her with the but of the whip, leave not an inch of her supple body long for the kiss of the lash. Now off you go and have fun with your "Play Toy.”

My voice light as I encourage Angelique to betray her friend for the promise of lust and her own rape.

 

[H'venlee]

"May we take her down so her ass can feel the lash?" Ange's voicee is sweet and innocent sounding as she ask Jean to whip me.

A shiver of excitement and a bit of fear course though me. To feel the fingers of the whip on my flesh arouses me as never before. Know Ange will be the one to offer it to me makes it even more exciting to me.

“yes you May “My Vixen, but buckle on the collar and collar for Jehanne first dear then you mat thoroughly fog her till she begs you to fuck her with the but of the whip, leave not an inch of her supple body long for the kiss of the lash. Now off you go and have fun with your "Play Toy.”

Jean's voice is almost playful as he bids her to do as she has asked. I see joy in his eyes as well as hers. He hands her a thick collar, with a passionate kiss to her lips.

She walks over to me, the collar dangling from her danty fingertips. and asks me, "Do you want this?"

I look her in the eyes, a smile dancing on my lips as I answer her clearly. "Yes, may I please."

 

[Foxy Wench]

Jean Claude's kiss is so passionate as he hands me the collar for Jeh. My knees weaken at his touch and I cling for just a bit longer than necessary.

I walk over to her, looking up and down her nakedness again. Her body is very pleasing to my eyes and I long to taste her again. "Do you want this?" I ask, giving her the chance to end the game in a different way.

Her eyes smile back at me, almost playfully. "Yes, may I please."

I fasten the collar around her neck, admiring the softness of the leather. I place a finger under her chin, moving it so that I have a better view. She does not struggle.

I let my hands slide up her arm, touching every inch, before I undo the binding. I do the same for the other. I take her free hands and place them on my breasts, letting her touch me. Her fingers explore them, her thumbs rubbing against my nipples.

I step back and kneel to slowly undo the bindings as her ankles. I let my hands keep wandering up to her pussy lips to dip inbetween. Scooping up a bit of her juices each time, I bring my fingers to my lips, licking them clean. He watches me, intent on the way I am teasing her.

When she is unbound, I take her hand and lead her to the middle of the room. "Down on your hands and knees, " I command her.

She obeys willingly, and Jean Claude smiles at me from the other side of her lovel body. I let the ends of the whip run teasingly up and down her back. I see her arch, shivering with the slight tickle it causes.

I stop, standing next to her I ask her, "What do you want me to do to you?"

 

[cgraven]

"What do you want me to do to you?"

Angelique’s voice a taunting seductive whisper. How different these two are. Jehanne a true submissive in every way, her needs simple easily met. Yet “My Little Vixen” Angelique is so much more complicated. Yes submissive to me and my will , yet there is dominance in her spirit so cruelly suppressed by her restrictive life. She loves the power that she wields over Jehanne as much as she longs for the security of her submission to me.

I watch the little tableau as it is played out before me soon I will take Angelique at the moment her passions run the hottest, a care matter of timing so all her needs are met at once and fully.

 

[H'venlee]

On my hands and knees before my husband and my best friend, I feel a strange surge of eroticism in the whole situation.

"What do you want me to do to you?" Ange asks me.

I turn my face up to her and I plead, "Please Ange, whip me. Let me feel how much pleasure you can give me."

She smirks at me, and walks behind me. I wait, anticipating the first lash. The room is quiet as we all wait for the strike.

CRACK

The whip snaps in the air, making me jumps, though it has not yet touched my flesh. The waiting is making me antsy, and I start to wiggle a bit.

CRACK

This time the leather bites into my backside with a hugh amount of pain and pleasure. I cry out with the impact, sounding somewhere between a moan and a gasp.

CRACK CRACK CRACK

Blow after blow strikes me, and now I start to lean into each one, loving the feel of the leather against my skin. I can see Jean out of the corner of my eye. He watches as Ange wields the whip, looking very impressed with her work.

The blows move, starting to move over other parts of my body. Nothing is left untouched by the stinging sensation. I welcome it, my sex dripping from the feelings. It spurs my cries on, turning them more toward the sexual.

Finally, one of the lashes catches the outer lips, and I beg to them, "Please...oh please...fuck me...fuck me now."

 

[Foxy Wench]

"Please Ange, whip me. Let me feel how much pleasure you can give me."

I smile, knowing how much she really wants this, almost as much as I long to give it to her. I know Jean Claude can feel it in me, submission and domination inside me, each to be mastered by me, each needing to be brought out. I swing the whip, getting the feel of it in my hand. I let it fly in the air.

CRACK

I see him smile at me, happy with the way I am teasing her, making her wait. I see her wiggling her cure ass to me, and I let the first strike fly.

CRACK

A sound of pleasure/pain erupts from her. I admire the red streaks it leaves across her backside. A wonderful pattern of red raises on her alabaster skin, but I think more are needed.

CRACK CRACK CRACK

Her body starts to reach to the touch of the whip. She moves into each blow. I whip across her ass, her thighs, her back, her sides, making sure to touch her breasts. Each lash brings more moans and cries of pleasure. Each sound is like a plea to me to go on, and I do.

A pink glow has formed across her skin. My body begs to be fucked. I look to him, a pleading in my eyes and at the same time hear Jeh cry out the words that I long to say.

"Please...oh please...fuck me...fuck me now."

 

[cgraven]

"Please...oh please...fuck me...fuck me now."

Jehanne whimpers in her delight, in her need. Her eyes beg Angelique to fuck her but she sees it not as her eyes implore me to take her virginity now, to fuck her, no not make love to her but to fuck her. She needs it to be mastered to be taken to make her submission complete this is her need.

"Angelique on your hands and knees now.”

My voice carries the air of command.

“ Fuck Jehanne with the but of the whip, fuck her hard and brutal ram it in her sweet pussy till she cums, then fuck her ass as well for good measure as I fuck you as I ripe your virginity from you and rape you like the Vixen in heat you are.

“Would you like that my naughty “Little Vixen’?.... If so do it now.

I prepare to take Angelique, her time is finally at hand.

 

[Foxy Wench]

"Angelique on your hands and knees now.”

His voice is commanding, but is like a song to my heart, cutting deeply into my needs. I listen closely to his orders.

“ Fuck Jehanne with the but of the whip, fuck her hard and brutal ram it in her sweet pussy till she cums, then fuck her ass as well for good measure as I fuck you as I ripe your virginity from you and rape you like the Vixen in heat you are. Would you like that my naughty “Little Vixen’?.... If so do it now.

"Oh, yes Sir." I say this with a smile on my face, more than happy to do as he says.

I kneel behind Jeh, not caring as to what her feelings are. I needed to feel this man inside me, to have him take me.

I run the end of the whip up and down her wet slit before pushing it deeply into her. She moans and moves back against it. I start to saw it in and out of her dripping pussy, watching her hips buck to get it deeper. I oblige, ramming it in as far as it could go.

She lets out a cry and her body shivers with her orgasm. I do not even let her recover, I yank the whip out and shove it into her ass. It slides right in, so wet from her pussy juices.

And I wait for Jean Claude.

 

[cgraven]

Angelique on her hands & keens panting and moaning in her need jumps anxiously to do my bidding and uses the butt of the whip as a cruel dido on Jehanne. There is no tenderness in the “Little Vixen as she uses Jehanne’s body and Jehanne goes wild in her need to reach climax.

I am between Angelique tawny thighs, my cock rubbing the length of her rosy ping folds, dripping with anticipation of her fate. Each strokes rasps across her swollen, enflamed, clit her hips wiggle suggestively as she is herself wild with desire to experience this frightening new world to its fullest. My hands possessively roam and take delight in her young innocent body driving her to the edge of ecstasy.

“My Little Vixen” rams the braided whip’s butt deep into Jehanne’s ass. My hands on her hips I thrust into Angelique's eagerly waiting pussy. I with draw a bit then trust forward again stretching her tight virgin’s passage. On the third trust the tip of my cock nudges her maiden hear. I draw back again and thrust hard. My hands on the “Little Vixens trim waist draw her back as Angelique’s virginity is ripped from her. The tempo of my strokes increase, building to a maddening crescendo, fingers tug and pinch her swollen nipples, as she cums in a violent orgasm. I allow her not rest but build shattering orgasm upon shattering orgasm, my heavily laden ball slapping her puffy pussy lips with each stroke now.

 

[H'venlee]

The pleasure is still cascading over me. I feel the bumps of the braided leather as the whip handle is sliding out of my dripping sex. Ange does it slowly enough so that I can feel my juices drip down my thighs.

I feel empty for only a moment before the butt of the whip is shoved deeply into my bacckside. I feel a slight burn as it pushes in deep. I moan with the excitement of it.

Glancing back over my shoulder, I see Jean as he slides into her. His face is intense as he starts his smooth strokes. I see the moment of pain, and hear the gasp as he breaks her maidenhead. But quickly, the noise turns to one of pleasure as he takes her, showing her the passion and pleasure.

She saws the handle in and out of me, matching Jean's thrusts. As she approaches another orgasm, I cry out with my own pleasure. My body trembles, clenching the leather as it rubs against my skin.

Whimpering, wanting Jean for myself.

 

[Foxy Wench]

As the whip slides into Jeh's ass, I feel him slide his cock into me. His hands guide my hips, letting me feel every inch of his cock as he withdraws, only to thrust back into me, stretching my tight pussy. Out again, leaving me feeling empty before pressing deeper into me, but not deep enough to take my virginity.

One more time, he draws away from me. His fingers dig into my hips as he yanks me back, his hips thrusting forward. A slicee of pain shoots through me as he pierces me, taking away the last of my innocence. I gasp, amazed at the feeling of his cock pressed so deep inside me.

His strokes start, in and out. I feel every inch of him enter me, thrusting into me. His hands are on my breasts, tugging hard at them. Pinching each one, sending little shocks through my body.

My hand keeps the whip moving, fearing if I stop, he will as well, and I want to feel all the pleasure he can give me.

My orgasm pours over me, and I cry out to him, begging him for more. "Yes...oh Sir...more...YES!!!"

His cock continues to pound into me, never ceasing its invasion. Taking me higher and higher with each thrust. I hear Jeh's panting, her ass clenching around the whip, making it harder to extract from her. I thrust it deep into her, hearing her come again as my cries of pleasure join hers.

 

[cgraven]

Angelique’s and Jehanne’s mutual orgasms, create a duet of gasps, moans and screams of delight.

"Yes...oh Sir...more...YES!!!"

Angelique squeals in delight her young hips trusting back to meet each pummeling stroke, as I cruelly use her once virgin pussy, for my own pleasure. Jehanne’s whimpering joy, her buttocks clinching down on the raping whip handle as her own orgasm engulf her.

“Whip her……Flog her………..”Little Vixen as I cum in your virgin womb.”

The tip of my cock is passed her cervix, and nudges her womb, my balls slapping her puffy labia with each thrust, grading across her enflamed clit each time I pull back to ram my cock home again ever deeper into Angelique, Another orgasm crashes down on the Little Vixen, and still I pund intoher abused pussy. my nails raking across her super sensative nipples.

 

[Foxy Wench]

“Whip her……Flog her………..”Little Vixen as I cum in your virgin womb.”

The words break through the fog of pleasure I am feeling. My mind works to comprehend his wishes. I will do anything to please him now.

His cock thrusts into me again and again as I try to do his bidding. My legs are unsteady with the passions he has shown me.

I slip out the whip, having it tumble from my fingertips as his nails bite into my swollen nipples. I cry out, pressing back against him more.

Grabbing the handle of the whip, I lash out at Jeh's reddened backside. The whip leaving red marks across her delicate flesh. She moans, begging me to do no more. But I continue, knowing he has not told me to stop.

Orgasms rack my body again and again, squeezing him, stroking him. I want to feel him pour his seed into me. Harder and harder I push myself back into him.

 

[H'venlee]

The ends of the whip lash at my tender backside. Each time they reach closer and closer to my aching sex.

"Please...no more...."

My pleas fall on deaf ears. Jean is buried deep in her, and I am jealous of what she is feeling.

Lash after lash falls upon me. My arms and knees give out, making me fall to the floor.

I plead again.

"Jean...I am sorry....please make it stop..."

 

[cgraven]

"Please...no more...."

Jehanne arms give out as a violent orgasm claims her. she lays ther huddled on a ball on the floor.

"Jean...I am sorry....please make it stop..."

Her plea a sob of lust and sorrow. I make no answer as muscles contract and I cum deep with in Angelique’s virgin womb. My “little Vixen is wild with power she wields over Jehanne, the intensity of her own multiple orgasms, thrashing like a wild animal. I throw my head back and howl my lusts fulfillment.


“Angelique my “Little Vixen” she is yours to do with as you wish for the afternoon.”

I kiss the nape of her neck as I slip from her grasping pussy.

“You may do anything you want to Jehanne, you may give her to the stable hands if it amuses you, use her body as you wish or throw her to the hounds in the kennel for the little bitch has spurned my love. The choice is yours. Yet have her dressed and ready for dinner at eight.”

I turn to Jehanne my eyes cold, my voice flat.

“Jehanne never disappoint me again or I shall be forced to really punish you.”

“Angelique I shall be in my study.”

 

[H'venlee]

“Angelique my “Little Vixen” she is yours to do with as you wish for the afternoon. You may do anything you want to Jehanne, you may give her to the stable hands if it amuses you, use her body as you wish or throw her to the hounds in the kennel for the little bitch has spurned my love. The choice is yours. Yet have her dressed and ready for dinner at eight.”

I see him look at me, nothing but disappointment showing in his eyes. I choke back a sob, feeling I had lost his love.

“Jehanne never disappoint me again or I shall be forced to really punish you.”

He turns back to Ange, a smile curling at his lips.

“Angelique I shall be in my study.”

I let my head fall to the floor, not holding back my sobs any longer.

 

[Foxy Wench]

I watch as Jean Claude leaves the room, leaving me with his instructions.

I crawl over to Jeh, cradling her head in my lap as she curls up into a ball, sobs shaking her body. I hold her, letting the tears flow from her eyes. My hand softly strokes her fiery hair, smoothing it away from her red cheeks.

I lay down next to her on the floor, placing a soft kiss on her forehead, letting her sorrow flow from her. I help her curl up with me, and I rock her gently, my hands holding her close to me.

I softly stroke her body, trying to calm her. Gentle words come from my lips, whispered into her ear as I press my warm body against hers.

My hands start to roam, caressing her creamy skin. I keep my touch light and comforting. I feel her start to respond to me, turning a bit toward me as my hands continue to roam.

Her eyes look up to me, pleading with me. I smile, a promise to be gentle, and place my warm lips to hers in a loving kiss.

 

[H'venlee]

I feel Ange behind me, touching me as the sobs rack my body. I feel so used and broken. How could he brush me aside so?

I feel a soft kiss on my head as her warm body snuggles up behind me. She whispers words into my ear, nothing I can really understand, but calming none the less. I let her take me into her arms and rock me like a babe. I feel so, not knowing what to do now.

Her hands start to caress my body, touching me softly, gently. I relax a bit, her touch calming me. I turn towards her, tears still running down my cheeks. Her hands continue their gentle touch, arousing a feeling in me again.

I look up to her, wondering what she will do with me now.

Her lips descend to mine in a soft kiss. I respond, happy for the gentleness of the connection. My hand reaches up to caress her cheek, touching her softly.

She responds to me, her hand moving lower, across my stomach, gently touching my sore aching sex. Her fingers rub at me, and I open my legs to her, allowing her to sooth me.

 

[Foxy Wench]

My lips move from hers, kissing down to her breast. I wrap my lips around a nipple, suckling at it. I feel her respond to my touch, opening herself up to me. Jean Claude was harsh, now she is in need of comfort.

I gather her to me, my fingers rubbing at her swollen pussy lips. She winces a bit at my touch, but I am patient. Her juices start to flow, and my finger glides easily over her lips, parting them to slide my finger up to her clit.

Rubbing her there as my mouth sucks and licks at her breasts. I hear her moan, and I press a finger into her, letting her take it in as she can. Rubbing again at her clit with my thumb, I hear her rapid breathing. Her body quivers and her pussy contracts around my finger, as she cries out with her release. My hand wet with her juices.

I let her nipple slide from my lips, and take my finger out of her still constricting pussy. I hold the finger to her lips, offering it to her. See what she will do with it.

 

[H'venlee]

Her fingers bring me to a wonderful orgasm, my pleasure making my body shake. Her lips are so soft upon my nipple, almost as if not there. I cling to her, letting her take me where she wishes.

Her eyes look into mine, a smile on her face as she offers me her wet finger. My lips part, sucking it into my mouth. My tongue swirling around it, licking every drop of juice off of it. Then taking her hand in mine, I lick the palm of her hand as well, letting my tongue lave every inch of the hand that gave e such comfort and pleasure.

I then offer my lips to her, and she takes them, kissing me passionately. I feel her hands on my shoulders, urging me downward, and I oblige. My lips trail down her body, kissing every inch of her large breasts. My tongue bathing her nipples, swollen and red from the abuse they have been given.

She presses me down farther, and my lips trail across her stomach, my tongue swirling about her navel before going lower. My tongue comes in contact with her curls, parting them a bit to flick lightly at her hard nub.

She holds me there, parting her legs to offer herself to me. I place my mouth to her, tasting her and Jean mixed in her. My tongue soothes her bruised lips, so newly taken. She moans, her fingers digging a bit into my shoulders as I lick up and down her aching lips. In and out my tongue darts, bringing her pleasure.

 

[Foxy Wench]

With a bit of gentle pushing, Jeh's lips find my aching pussy and start to work a magic on them. The soreness is soon forgotten, and I start to wiggle beneath her touch. Her tongue licks in and out, making my juices flow.

I scoot around, grabbing her legs and bringing her wonderul pussy to my lips. I want to taste her too. She opens wide to me, not resisting at all.

I bury my face between her legs. Her pussy is wet and her smell overtakes me. I lap at her lips, from one end to the other. My fingers probe into her sweetness. She spreads herself wider for me, begging me to devour her.

Her mouth never ceases on me. Her tongue laps up all that flows from me, both my juices and his seed. Flicking gently at my clit, I press my hips to her. I growl into her pussy as I feel another orgasm course through me.

Redoubling my efforts, and spurring her on more, we console each other, drinking in the juices that the other spills in her release.

Finally, after too many orgasms to count, I pull away from her, my mouth wet with her juices. I sit up, pulling her to me in a soft kiss. We lick at each other's mouth like kittens.

I look into her eyes and smile at her. "Come on Jeh. Let's go clean up and get ready for Jean Claude."

I rise, and extend a hand to help her up.

 

[H'venlee]

Laying there, spent from so much pleasure, I smile just a bit. I feel relieved, forgiven, uplifted. Ange untangles herself from me and sits up, her lips glistening with my juices. I sit beside her, kissing and licking them off of her full lips.

She pulls away just a bit to smile at me. "Come on Jeh. Let's go clean up and get ready for Jean Claude."

My heart sinks, knowing that I must once again face Jean. What will he say and do now that Ange has show me kindness instead of the punishment he had requested.

She stands over me, holding out a hand to help me up. I grasp it, rising on shaking legs. She wraps her arms around me, giving me a close hug, our warm bodies pressing together. I hold to her, feeling her strength. I feel it flow into me, knowing I too can be what Jean wants of me.

We both smile as we release the other's glowing body. Scurrying to find some blankets to cover ourselves in, we run off to the house for a long bath to ease our soreness before our dinner with him.

 

[Foxy Wench]

To the house we run, giggling like the school girls we used to be. A couple of the help surely see us, but make no comments, as if half naked women are commonplace here.

Up the stairs, the marble cold beneath my feet, Jeh leads me to her dressing room. I collapse into a chair, out of breath from running and laughing. I have not felt so free in all my life. My toes curl into the deep pile carpet, as I glance at my reflection in the mirror.

A flushed woman is looking back at me, not the innocent girl I had seen just this morning. I smile, so happy that this day has come about.

Jeh calls me into the bathroom, and I slide with her into the huge sunk in tub. Bubbles surround us, and the smell of jasmin and vanilla fill the steam that wafts around us. I lean back against one sided as she relaxes against the other. I can feel her toes near my hand, and I grab one of her feet, massaging it.

She purrs for me, and gives my feet the same attention. Moving my hands up and down her shapely legs, easing the tension built up there from the afternoon. Long strokes up each leg, feeling her hands mimic the movements of mine. I move higher, up to her thighs, which part easily to my touch.

I again reach her pussy, touch it tenderly. She follows suit, doing the same to me. Each move I do is repeated for me. I flick her clit, mine is flicked as well. A fingertip parts her pussy lips, mine are parted also.

On and on she mirrors me, making her come the same time as she does me. Both of us crying out as the sensations fill us.

Laying back again, we both smile, and giggle.

 

[H'venlee]

Laying back in the tub, now wonderfully sated, I giggle a bit. Loving the freedom she has shown me. With her by me, tonight I will have the strength to be what Jean wants of me.

I turn her, washing her long dark locks, soap bubbles glowing in her hair. I massage her scalp, offering her the pleasures of being taken care of. She leans back against me as I soap her body. My hands glide over her skin, washing her, preparing her for him again. Across her breasts, over her stomach, down her long legs, up her back, not an inch of her is left unattended.

Then she turns, offering the same to me. Touching me gently, lovingly. Our bodies fresh and clean, we rinse off, soap flowing down our skin.

Wrapping in the big bath towels laid out for us, we hurry back into the dressing room to ready ourselves for dinner. Hanging there are two garment bags, complete with envelopes containing instructions, one for each of us.

We glance at each other, wondering what Jean has planned for us.