by D.B. of Australia
Originally published in Bondage Life, No. 74, January 1999
Scanned and Transcribed by guardian46w0ne summer morning, Vanessa woke up early (but not terribly early) in her beautiful mansion overlooking Sydney Harbor, determined to enjoy the relatively solitary day ahead of her.
Monique, her best friend's daughter, who lived with her, was away on a modeling assignment in Melbourne for a few days. Mary, her treasured housekeeper had taken her even more treasured daughters on a Harbor cruise and Vanessa had been firmly reminded to watch for them through her telescope at 11:27 as their ferry chugged past Point Piper.While partaking of the simple breakfast Mary had left for her, Vanessa studied the color-coded time planner on the kitchen wall that organized her life. The dentist's appointment at 2:00 p.m. looked like bad news. Dinner with Delphine, Monique's mother, at her new apartment at Edgecliff was something to look forward to. And there was a pool service at 7:30 a.m.
The pool service annoyed Vanessa even more than the dentist, as it only gave her ten minutes to enjoy her favorite exercise. After finishing breakfast, she found a bathing cap and made her way to the pool. By 7:30 Vanessa was completely switched off to the world as she dived, tumbled and swam as vigorously as either of Mary's little girls would have. She was so immersed in her enjoyment of the pool that the voice calling out to her had to be repeated several times.Realizing that she was no longer alone in her most private place. Vanessa lifted her head to look up at the muscular young man in shorts and T-shirt standing by the side of the pool, looking down at her.
Monique, had she been there, would have been furious at the poor security that had allowed a man to approach Vanessa when she was alone and helpless. Mary would have been uneasy about Vanessa's nudity. But neither of her guardian angels were there today and Vanessa was suddenly glad of their absence."Hello, have you come to do the pool? Do you want me to get out?"
"Yes, I have, and yes, I do," the pool man replied. Liking his gentle manner and good looks, Vanessa climbed out, wearing only her bathing cap, and stood next to him, watching the young man go about his business.She liked what she saw and Greg returned the feeling. It was not often that an extraordinarily attractive woman about twice his age let him view her so unselfconsciously.
He was spellbound by her magnificent breasts, her shaved pubis and the all over tan of which Vanessa was so proud.Vanessa and Greg spoke enough to each other during the brief pool cleaning operation to confirm that they liked each other. After Greg had finished, Vanessa went inside to get him a drink. When she came out, she was completely nude having shed even her cap.
Greg drank the bottle of mineral water gratefully, and talked pool to Vanessa, pretending not to notice the glorious mature body in front of him. Actually, the vibrant personality was even more exciting than the heavenly body, as the older woman's provocative manner whipped at his senses."So, whatever you do, don't ever forget to test the pH level every morning. If you forget that, you could be in really big trouble," he heard himself say, very boringly.
Vanessa turned her grey-blue eyes on the young man."What would you do about it if I forgot, Greg? Would you spank me? I might like that." Her jeweled eyes sparkled at him.
Greg reeled. Had she really said that? He decided that she had, and took her at her word.He lifted Vanessa up in his arms and carried her over to a marble bench beside the pool and sat himself down with the delighted lady lying face down over his knees, pointing the most exquisite brown buttocks he had ever see in his life up at his face.
Vanessa was squealing girlishly with excitement and pretended terror as Greg proceeded to spank her with short determined slaps of his strong hand. The crescendo of slaps became harder, faster and louder and Vanessa's squeals turned into screams of outrage that echoed out over Sydney Harbor.After Vanessa's naughty bottom had been paddled to the limits of Greg's endurance, he picked her up and carried her inside, still laughing and crying. He followed her direction until he had found her bedroom and put her down on her enormous pink bed. Then he joined her on it and made rapturous love to her for two blissful hours.
By ten o’clock, Greg felt the need to be making a move, as he had other clients to service. As he turned over, he noticed a large photograph on the bedroom wall. It was of Vanessa and another middle-aged lady, as beautiful as Vanessa, but much smaller, with long black curls and a strange enigmatic smile."Who's that, Vanessa?" he asked, sensing a rival.
"That's my friend Delphine my special friend." Vanessa answered emphatically, confirming Greg's thought."We've been friends for a very long time now. Her daughter Monique lives here with me and looks after my personal security. People think Monique and I are mother and daughter, but she's Delphine's daughter."
Vanessa had the sense of Greg's hopes being dashed, so she decided to confide in him and went on."Delphine and I have a rather complicated relationship. We both love what you did to me out there by the pool, but we can't do it to each other because we're—the way we are. Monique is very good at tying me up and spanking me," she saw Greg's eyes suddenly light up— "but she can't do it with her own mother. Delphine and I need a third party like Monique, who can treat us both as well as she treats me. We might ask you to look after us one day. Would you like that?"
Greg could hardly believe his luck."I used to do that with a girlfriend I had in Grafton, before I came to Sydney. Actually, she wasn't my girlfriend, she was my math teacher. We had a great relationship outside school. If she didn't give me an 'A' for a test I'd tie her up and spank her that night. She used to fail me on purpose because of that."
As Greg's eyes grew moist over his school days, Vanessa's mind blinked over Grafton. She had grown up in that town and had left, never to return, when she had been even younger than Greg was now.After Greg had gone, Vanessa filled in her day. She watched a ferry sail across the Harbor through her telescope, and recognized Mary, Julie and Caitlin waving at her. She endured an hour at the dentist, having a filling inserted and flirting with her young dentist.
That evening, she went to Delphine's. Both ladies enjoyed the security video of Greg spanking Vanessa by the poolside. Delphine agreed that he would make an excellent third party for their next diversion, especially as he had had previous bondage experience with an older woman.Vanessa went to bed, tired, happy, and thinking about Grafton.
A week later, Greg entered Monaro's restaurant in Double Bay, feeling ill at ease in his shabby suit, and carrying the "Greg's Pool Service," bag. The aloof head waiter did what he could to make him feel even more out of place as he conducted him to Vanessa's table.Greg was also uneasy because he had never seen Vanessa wearing any clothes. In fact, he recognized her companion from the photos before he recognized Vanessa. Both ladies were not only wearing clothes they were extremely well dressed, in expensive designer suits. They were clearly the most beautiful and stylish women in the restaurant, and the young models half their ages at the next table were clearly suffering from the comparison.
Delphine was as charming as she was beautiful and Greg fell under her mysterious spell immediately. The intimacy between the two ladies was intense and he noticed how they would finish each other's sentences and communicate wordlessly with the looks and gestures.Vanessa and Delphine ate little, but encouraged their guest to devour a four-course meal admiring his gusto and enthusiasm as well as his good manners. None of the three touched any alcohol. Delphine particularly made him feel comfortable by asking him politely about his background. The petite beauty was moved by his story of being adopted as a baby by a childless elderly couple in Grafton, and moving to Sydney to start his own business after their deaths.
Although Greg had been hearing all his life about "rich bitches" and "upper-class snobs" he was enchanted by his hostesses' gracious manners, and felt privileged to be able to share their friendship, even on this rare occasion. His heart ached already at the thought of never seeing them again.At the end of the splendid meal, Vanessa extracted a mobile phone from her Gucci handbag and made a short discreet call. By the time, the trio had left Monaro's a long gray limousine was waiting outside, the uniformed chauffeur holding the back door open for them.
Ten minutes later the limousine had taken them into the foyer of Delphine's apartment block, and soon they were inside her beautifully furnished penthouse home.Delphine kept Greg company while Vanessa retired to the privacy of their hostess' bedroom and ensuite. Again, Greg reveled in her charm and warmth and in her genuine interest in him and his background.
When Vanessa reappeared, she was wearing only a white stretch lace full brief panty, which struck Greg as being far more sensual than the paltry G-strings and Bikinis worn by girls his own age.“We're a bit too old for bum crawlers, don't you think, Greg?" laughed Delphine, amazing him with her ability to read his mind. The slightly crude expression coming from such a refined woman delighted him even more.
Vanessa sat on his knee while Delphine left the room. There was no need to discuss anything as all the details of the "diversion" had been planned over the phone, even down to the contents of Greg's bag.Delphine reappeared presently, in a panty identical to her friend's with a charming sense of dignity, she sat herself down on Greg's other knee, facing Vanessa.
Then the two beauties started talking in tandem to Greg.“We'll look forward to starting soon," said Delphine.
"After you've been to the bathroom," finished Vanessa."You must have some interesting things in your bag. ...but we promise not to look inside while you're gone. What did you tie your math teacher up with? What did you spank her with?"
The enchantment was over powering and Greg knew that he would have to work hard to overcome these two powerful submissives. He also knew that any form of intimidation or heaviness would be the wrong approach."Your questions will all be answered soon enough. I'll have my shower after I've rendered you both powerless." Greg decided to start with Vanessa, with whom he was more familiar. Opening his pool bag, he extracted a piece of the white cotton clothesline his math teacher introduced him to—clean, safe and inexpensive. He had already cut it into suitable lengths to avoid any need to bring a knife close to either of these nude, vulnerable bodies.
Vanessa's arms were soon bound to her sides by a loose bond around her elbows, clinched tightly between each elbow and her bare torso. Greg then slid the beautiful lace brief down to her ankles before attaching a similar bond to her knees. The lovely woman was shivering with anticipation.Delphine remained in her living room as Greg carried Vanessa into the bedroom in his arms and gently placed her on Delphine's bed. He left Vanessa squirming and moaning, and returned to the living room to deal with the other enchantress.
The tiny beauty was much more placid than Vanessa was when it was her turn to have her arms bound. She giggled girlishly as Greg slipped her panties down her legs and bound her knees, and moaned sweetly in his ear as he carried her inside to join her friend.Greg knew that to tie two people of different sizes together would be difficult, so he began by rolling Vanessa, onto her back. Then he layed Delphine face down on top of her, so that they're two lovely heads were facing each other. He then joined the two of them together at the cinches between their knees and inside their elbows. Held together at three points, Delphine and Vanessa were trapped and helpless.
Helpless, but the power of their enchantment seemed even more dominating, and Greg was really doubting if he could do justice to this pair. He removed their panties from their ankles and carefully packed them into each other's mouths. Both ladies squealed with pleasure at the thoughtful intimacy.Not trusting himself to speak, the awestruck young man retreated to the bathroom to shower and to recover from the strangeness of the situation.
Vanessa and Delphine stopped squirming and moaning as soon as Greg left the room, as they were thoroughly enjoying the situation and the ingenious intimate bondage, he had subjected them to. Only on very rare occasions in their long relationship had someone managed to do this to them so cleverly.Their thoughts passed between the two ladies and they stared into each other's eyes. Their gagged mouths were not needed to communicate any sensations to one another. When Greg returned, showered and nude, he felt more confident in his ability to deal with this formidable duo.
First, he sat down on Delphine's bed and looked longingly at their helplessness and vulnerability. Vanessa's green eyes flashed desperately at him over the top of Delphine's black curls. The thick white cord bit excitingly into the soft arms, legs and bodies and delightful moans were again coming through the panty gags.Greg decided to spank Delphine first, as she was so much smaller than Vanessa and was already lying on top of her friend her small white buttocks pointing helplessly upwards.
On her dressing table, Greg found a short-handled hairbrush. When he showed it to Vanessa, she nodded her head in enthusiastic approval of the implement.Having gained Vanessa's endorsement, Greg began Delphine's spanking. He remembered how he used to use his heavy hand on Lynn, his math teacher, but Delphine appeared too delicate for such robust treatment, as well as being at least twenty years older. Greg began on Delphine's buttocks, giving them both equal attention. With each stroke, Vanessa flinched in sympathy with her tormented friend, and tears were soon flowing out of her green eyes.
By the time Delphine's bottom had been thoroughly reddened, Vanessa was howling into her gag, but Delphine had taken her own spanking in silence.Greg was intuitive enough to realize that the ladies would probably like some time together to recover, so he retreated to the living room. He had brought some pool business with him in the bag, so he used Delphine's phone to ring some clients and suppliers for a few minutes.
After putting down the phone, he returned to the bedroom. It looked as if the ladies had had enough of the double bondage, and he preferred to err on the side of safety.First, he untied the three cinches that bound them together. Then he picked up Delphine and stood her next to Vanessa. After he had gently untied her elbows and knees, she turned her uplifted head to him, inviting him to extract Vanessa's panties from her mouth.
“Thank you, Greg. You really are wonderful. What are you going to do to Vanessa now?"
As Vanessa was a few sizes larger than her petite friend, Greg thought that an over the knee hand spanking would be ideal.Delphine was very enthusiastic about the scenario, and helped Greg lift Vanessa and rearrange her until she was lying down over Greg's knees, with her lovely head cradled in her friend's hands.
Taking Vanessa's heavier build into consideration. Greg spanked her with much greater severity. Unlike Delphine, Vanessa was very vocal in receiving her punishment and her muffled screams resounded through the spacious apartment."It's all right, Greg" Delphine assured him during a pause. "I don't have any neighbor problems, just keep going."
By the time Greg decided that Vanessa had had enough, he was intrigued to notice that she had shed far fewer tears than she had over Delphine's ordeal. His hand spanking of Vanessa's brown buttocks had produced a much less impressive visual effect than the hairbrush punishment he had inflicted on Delphine's white ones.As Greg watched Delphine cradling Vanessa's weeping head in her arms and drying her tears, he looked at the time on the bedside clock. Only an hour ago, these two fashionable ladies had been dominating a restaurant full of Sydney's elite, and now he was he was privileged to be viewing a scene that would never make it to the social pages.
As he reached out a hand to untie Vanessa's knees, Delphine stopped him."No, Greg, I can untie myself. That's one thing we can do with each other. I understand that you and Vanessa have already enjoyed each other. I think Vanessa would really like to watch you and I together."
At first Greg was embarrassed about making love to one lady in the presence of another, but Vanessa's obvious enthusiasm made him feel more at ease. All three of them enjoyed the lovemaking, as Greg made use of Delphine's small size by pleasuring her standing up, with her little legs wrapped around his waist.Afterwards, the three of them lay back on the bed recovering, with Vanessa still bound and gagged and Delphine's bottom bearing a bizarre pattern of red stripes.
“Thank you again, Greg. Vanessa has some needs that I know how to attend to now," Delphine gently suggested.As Greg realized that he was being dismissed, Delphine performed a ritual so erotic and so intimate, that he knew he would be reliving it for the rest of his life.
The smaller woman leaned over the bound body of her lover and kissed her tenderly on her gagged mouth. Then she turned to Greg and transferred the kiss to him. Without being told, the dazed young man returned the kiss with equal tenderness to Vanessa.He now knew that he had been accepted into a very special relationship and that he need never worry about being used and discarded as a sex toy or an object of convenience for he was one of them.
After Greg had dressed, he said good bye to Vanessa and was shown to the door by Delphine, who was still completely nude, but proudly wearing he red marks of her spanking on her trim white bottom.By the time Greg had reached the taxi waiting for him outside the apartment block to take him back to Double Bay and his truck, the whole episode was acquiring a strange dream like quality.
Later that afternoon, two very contented ladies were lying back in bed and reflecting on the pleasurable time they had enjoyed with Greg and with each other."Vanessa, dear," whispered Delphine "we may have found someone very special to us."
"Yes dear," Vanessa agreed "but we must not allow him to ever think that we only see him as an appendage to our relationship. We'll have to keep in contact with him and involve him in our lives.""I thought we might ask him to Monique's twenty-first birthday next month," suggested Delphine. "His own birthday is a week before that, even though he's two years older. And he doesn't know that many people in Sydney..."
Even while Delphine was speaking, she felt a frisson of fear run through Vanessa's beautiful nude body."What's wrong Vanessa? What's happened?"
"His birthday is what's wrong. And his age! Listen Delphine, this is really important!"Although the two ladies were quite alone, Delphine put her ear to Vanessa's mouth and listened very carefully.
The next day, Greg was in his workshop rewiring a filter motor and thinking wistfully about the day before, when there was an expensive looking car draw up outside. He was amazed when he saw the driver get out and let herself inside.Delphine was wearing the blue and white uniform that she had designed herself for the staff of her travel agency, and which she wore as though it was a Paris original. She warmly kissed Greg and invited herself to sit up on the cleanest area of his workbench. Greg noticed she was wearing panties that matched the rest of her "TravelRite" uniform.
"Greg we really had a good time yesterday, and we both want to make sure that you're coping all right with the aftereffects. Vanessa and I may be more of a handful than your math teacher was."Her tinkling laugh wiped away any embarrassment he might have been feeling. As she went on, she suddenly noticed his piercing green eyes for the first time.
"But Vanessa's really worried about something and I want you to think carefully about this. You’ve probably noticed that Vanessa is an extremely wealthy woman. She's had three marriages all of them to older rich men, who died soon after the weddings."Greg smiled sympathetically at the thought of the rich old men dying happily in Vanessa's lovely arms.
"She wasn't always so well off. She left Grafton twenty-three years ago after giving birth to a baby, a baby boy and leaving it for adoption."By now, Delphine really had Greg's attention.
"You told me your birthday yesterday and it's the same as her child's one. And... well Grafton's not a very big town."It had been decided that "the matter" would remain a close secret between the three of them until the results of a DNA test had been rushed through the medical laboratory run by an old friend of Delphine's family.
Strangely, it was Delphine herself who was taking it the most seriously perhaps because of her strong family ties. Greg was the least affected not because of any shallowness on his part but because he could not conceive of any maternal feeling towards Vanessa, whom he continued to love in a completely different way."You see," he explained to his two lady friends one evening, "My mother was the woman who brought me up and gave me everything she had to give. I would be insulting her memory if I ever met my maternal mother and felt the same way about her."
Delphine's lovely face was creased with worry.
The next day, Greg and Vanessa were sitting in the office of a specialist who had given the DNA tests his highest priority. The doctor could see that the pair in front of him were in a confused state of mind."So, you can see that there's no chance whatever of your genetic structures ever matching. My guess is that at least one of the birthdays was a clerical mistake. The adoption agencies have never been as good at keeping records as hospitals. My advice to you is..."
As soon as Greg and Vanessa had left the doctor's office and his advice, they walked gaily down Macquarie Street, with their arms around each other very romantically. The old feeling was back.When they reached Greg's truck, they headed back to Point Piper, Vanessa looking ridiculously overdressed for such a vehicle. As they rattled their way through the city streets, they compared their respective reactions to the doctors' decision.
“Well," said Greg, "I'll probably never know who my natural mother was, but I hope she was someone like you, Vanessa.""Greg, I'll soon be passing the point where I will be able to have a child and, I'll always wonder what happened to my little boy. I hope he turned out as well as you have. Maybe we can track them both down one day."
"Vanessa, let's be grateful for the way that things have turned out with you and I.”When they arrived at Vanessa's no one else was home and they walked eagerly to the house with their arms lovingly around each other.
But before they could reach the front door, they both stopped in horror at what they saw and smelled.Vanessa's beautiful pool which Greg had labored over so devotedly, was covered in a thick evil smell green slime. The stench permeated the entire house and grounds.
"Vanessa, what have you done?" demanded Greg in outrage."Don't be angry Greg, wailed Vanessa. I haven't done anything! That's the trouble. I've been so worried about the DNA tests. I haven't done the pH tests, or put any chlorine in the pool or anything."
She could feel him seething with fury, as he picked her up and carried her over to the marble bench. Her last action before he turned her over across his knees was to check that the security camera was pointing in the right direction.Like most ladies, Vanessa always wore her best underwear for a visit to the doctor's office even if it was only for a DNA test, and Greg was very impressed by the stylish long-legged black silk panty as he rolled it down to her knees. However, his heart had been hardened by her neglect of the treasured pool, and soon Vanessa’s naughty bottom was again being thrashed as desperate screams echoed out across the Harbor.