Debauchery

By JonnySchweer and mrhungry 

With the short break over, Gwendolyn returned to her studies. It was a good thing her course work was light because her mind was constantly drifting to Jon, her lover and sometime Master.

Sometime Master...how she wished he would always be her Master.

It had been three weeks since Jon had taken her out to the musical, and then to dinner. What a night! She still couldn't believe she had dared to sleep with him, to make love to him, at home, in her room! If her father ever found out he would probably disown her. Even though she was over eighteen, he still had the "while you're living in my house" attitude.

With her elbows on her desk, her hands cradling her chin, Gwen's mind wandered back to that night, the school work in front of her going undone. She relived how hot Jon had made her as they made love on her bed. With her slave collar around her neck, and performing that act in her father's house, she really felt that her Master could have his way with her whenever, and wherever, it pleased him.

The lustful feelings he was able to evoke in her were returning again and she slipped her hand down into her panties.

Bzzzzz...bzzzzz The cell phone next to her sprang to life, startling her out of her daydream. She looked at the screen, hoping to see Jon's name, but was disappointed.

Pressing a button, she said, "Hi daddy."

"Hello princess," her father said. "Do you remember the clients your mother and I have in Dallas?"

"Sure, we spent a week at their ranch last year."

"Yeah, those are the ones. Well, they have a multi-million dollar deal closing on Saturday, and they want your mom and me to be present."

"But daddy...my birthday is Saturday," Gwen whined into the phone. "We had plans!"

"I know, princess, we'll just have to do it when we get back."

The two talked for a while longer and then she heard her roommate knock on her door. Saying goodbye to her father, she invited her in.

"This was at the front desk," the girl said as she handed over a large box.

Gwen looked at the writing on the address label and recognized Jon's handwriting. She looked up at her roommate, Samantha, and said, "Thank you," then stood waiting until the girl finally got the message and left. Gwen was not about to open a package from Jon with anyone else watching!

With her heart fluttering in anticipation, Gwen wondered what her lover had sent her. It was a relatively large box, about three times the width of a shoe box, and about twice the length, with a lid carefully secured with tape at each lip.

Using scissors, the excited young woman opened the box and dug through a layer of pink tissue. To her surprise, she found a neatly pressed Japanese schoolgirl sailor-styled uniform with a bright pink skirt and matching kerchief around the shoulders. Beneath that was a pair of sensible shoes, colored baby pink, and several other items which, after a quick look, she saw were a pair of white stockings, a pink sports bra, and matching biking shorts.

Moving the tissue in the box around, Gwendolyn searched for anything she might have missed and found an envelope that had slid to one side. She took it out and saw her name written on the front in practiced calligraphy. Opening the envelope, she pulled out a sheet of paper and read: Dear Gwendolyn, it began her heartbeat quickening as she read. I have sent you a nice little outfit that I would like you to wear to your classes today. I will be picking you up at 5pm sharp outside your dorm, and I expect to see you wearing this gift.

Her heart fluttered. It was one thing to wear what her Master told her to, but this was so outside of what they normally did. Still...she had walked to the coffee shop in that tight spandex outfit, but Jon had been with her. She'd be on her own all day wearing this skimpy outfit!

"OHMYGOD!" a voice broke through her thoughts.

Gwen turned to see that Samantha hadn't closed the door when she left, and had probably stayed right outside the door to see what she had gotten.

"Sam-Samantha?" Gwen stammered, hiding the note behind her back.

The redhead she shared her dorm room with smiled and pointed to the clothing laid out on the bed.

"I can't believe you got a Japanese schoolgirl outfit!"

"Y-yes," Gwen said sheepishly.

"Are you actually going to wear it?"

"Of course," Gwen replied a little more confidently, trying to make it seem like she had actually sent for the things Jon had given her.

"Why else would I have bought it? Now if you don't mind..." Gwen guided Samantha to the door and almost shoved her roommate out of the room. "I'd like to get changed."

With Samantha out of the room, Gwen rushed back to the bed, and her Master's gift. Could she really wear the costume all day to her classes? That would be somewhat embarrassing, but she feared the consequences of not obeying Jon's commands, too.

What would happen if she refused? Would he desert her? And if he did desert her, would it be the end of the world? No. Life would go on.

Gwen rather liked her life the way it was, though. She liked her relationship with Jon; the things they did together, the things he did to her, the way he made her feel. She wanted more than anything to maintain that relationship, and if he wanted her to wear something special, she would wear it. She would not disappoint him.

Quickly shedding the clothes she had on, Gwen pulled the short spandex shorts up her legs and tugged them this way and that until she had them properly positioned. The tight spandex fabric hugged her curves, and seemed to be a size too small. The waistline came halfway down her hips and pulled up with force against her crotch, squeezing her womanhood.

The sports bra, made out of the same hot-pink spandex material, fit better, and seemed to snuggly lift her bosoms, making them slightly more pronounced.

Sitting on the edge of her bed, she rolled the thigh-high white stockings up her legs. When she stood she could see there were several inches of exposed flesh between the top of the stockings and the bottom of the shorts. It's as if Jon could read her mind! She had always thought that was an incredibly sexy look.

The skirt fit perfectly around her waist; its sharply pressed pleats just ending at the tops of her knees when she stood up. She pulled the blouse over her head, and made sure her hair lay nicely over the collar. Like the skirt, the blouse was also neatly pressed. It had long sleeves, with pink cuffs that ended at her wrists. At the front of the blouse there was a little band that held the ends of a kerchief in place around her neck.

The baby pink shoes she stepped into seemed to bring everything together as Gwen admired herself in her mirror.

Remembering there was still some items in the box, Gwen reached in and removed a tube of lipstick. She stood closer to the mirror and ran the stick over her lips; the resulting color complimenting her outfit.

Gwen smiled widely as she pulled the last item out. It was a long, slender, box.

"Hmmm, what could this be?" she giggled to herself, knowing full well what the box contained.

Removing the cover, Gwen pulled out a gelatin dildo. Also in the box was a note that said, in Jon's handwriting: I'm sending along this little toy for you. I expect you to ‘carry' it with you today.

Gwen's face went beet red at what he was suggesting. But after her experience modeling his wedding gown it teased her to try it.

The excited young woman reached under her skirt, yanked the tight spandex shorts down a little and, with her other hand, pushed the gelatinous phallus into her. Her arousal was obvious as the dildo slid into her pussy with ease.

Her head swam as she pulled the shorts back up and fixed her skirt. After applying a little more makeup, and fixing a few strands of her strawberry blond hair, Gwen took a deep breath, and steadied herself. She knew she was going to spend the rest of the day like she was, until she met her lover later in the day.

The earlier disappointment of her parent's sudden trip vanished as she was gripped with excitement over the day ahead.

There was a rap on her door, and then Samantha's voice could be heard. "Are you coming, Gwen? We'll be late!"

Gwen opened her door and thought, I'm not cumming yet, but check back in an hour!

The two friends left the dorm and headed off to their first classes. Feeling somewhat obvious in her outfit, Gwen was made to feel a little easier by Sam's comments about how cute she looked. She even said she might get something like it, too, some day.

Don't forget the accessories, Gwen thought, as she felt the flexible dildo rubbing against her as she walked.

Gwen spent her day, anxiously, in her classes, barely able to focus on what her instructors were saying. Her anxiety wasn't because of the gawks from her classmates; she rather enjoyed those; or from the gummy phallus that was lodged inside of her, keeping her at a heightened state of arousal. It was the sheer anticipation of waiting to see Jon after classes were over.

Okay, she did have to fight off the urge to run to the washroom during her lunch break and bring herself to orgasm. But she resisted that urge, instead pretending her "Master" had ordered her not to. She often fantasized about her Master, and things he would order her to do. If only those fantasies would come true!

After her last class of the day, Gwen stood anxiously by the curb outside her dormitory and waited for Jon's car to pull up. What seemed like hours was more likely less than twenty minutes before a black sedan rolled up in front of her.

When the passenger window came down, Gwen bent down to look inside. Sitting behind the wheel was the photographer, Suki. Gwen looked into the back seat to see if maybe Jon was there, but there was no one else in the car.

"I'm sorry, Gwen, but something came up at the last minute and Jon had to go downtown. He couldn't contact you, so he sent me."

Seeing the look on Gwen's face, the Japanese woman said, "I'm so sorry, really."

Gwen stood up and looked up the street and then the other way. Her parents had ditched her, and now Jon had ditched her? She suddenly felt so abandoned.

"I love your outfit," Suki called out.

"What? Oh...yeah, Jon sent this. He wanted to see me in it...." But now he wasn't even there to meet her. The feeling of abandonment crept over her again.

Suki reached over and opened the passenger side door, giving it a push to make it swing open further.

"Get in, sweetie."

"What?" Gwen jumped back away from the swinging door.

"Come on, let's do something fun."

Gwen looked around. The last thing she expected to be doing was spending time with Suki, but then, it seemed she had nothing else to do anyway.

After she had climbed into the car and belted in, Suki hit the gas and they sped away. They rode in silence for a couple of miles and then Suki looked over and said, "You really are a natural in front of the camera, Gwen. Have you considered modeling as a career?"

"Seriously? I was so nervous when I modeled Jon's dress. I don't think I'm brave enough."

Suki giggled. "What are you talking about? You were sensational," Suki came back. "Hey, I've got the magazine with my equipment, do you want to see the finished pictures?"

Suki's bubbly attitude was having its affect on Gwen's somber mood. She looked over and saw Suki's smile and couldn't help but to smile back. Why not?

"Sure that would be great."

Suki reached over and squeezed Gwen's hand. "You'll love them!"

A few minutes later Suki guided the car into a driveway, and slowed to a crawl as they drove along a winding single lane road. Heavy forest lined either side of the road until they rounded a bend and found themselves atop a grass covered hill overlooking the city. A rather large house loomed ahead of them, and Suki pulled up in front of it.

Gwendolyn gulped. "Is this your house?"

"No, silly," Suki said with a laugh. "It's Jon's." The woman came around the car and held the car door open for Gwen to get out. "He's letting me use his playroom to practice for my upcoming photo shoots."

"Oh!" Gwen was blown away. Jon lived here...in this beautiful house? She followed Suki into the house and down a flight of stairs to the lower level. The room they entered resembled a BDSM dungeon.

"Oh my god!" Gwen gasped. "Look at all of this stuff!" Wide-eyed, she saw big wooden frames with chains and leather cuffs attached to them. One frame looked like a big X, another like a pillory, and another that looked something like a rack! There was a large peg board on one wall that had whips, floggers, and canes hanging from it, along with collars and an assortment of gags.

Suki looked over at the equipment and waved her hand nonchalantly at it. "Oh, yeah, Jon was nice enough to rent all of that for me to use for practice, but sadly I won't be able to use it." She dug into a large camera bag as pulled out a magazine.

"Here it is, come see," she sat down on a padded bench and patted the surface next to her.

Gwen moved towards the photographer, and asked, "Why can't you use the equipment?"

Suki was leafing through the magazine and then stopped whGen she found her page. "Oh, things just didn't work out with the models I had lined up. They got called away for another job at the last minute; one they would get paid for. It's no big deal, I just hate to waste Jon's money."

Scooting over a little so that Gwen had room, she said, "Look how gorgeous!"

Gwen took the magazine and saw the pictures Suki had taken of her at the bridal show. She had to admit she looked much calmer than she felt at the time.

"Turn the page," the photographer said, "There's one here that will bring back some memories."

On the next page, Gwen saw a picture of her with her eyes clamped shut and her body slightly bent at the knees. It had been taken as the dildos locked inside her had come to life, nearly causing her to have an orgasm right on the runway.

"I see you remember it," Suki saw the blush spread across Gwen's cheeks. "I was so proud of you that night, concubine." Suki wrapped her arm around Gwen's shoulder and hugged her.

Gwendolyn sank into the hug, wishing, in a way, for some consoling, yet slightly disorientated because the comfort was being offered by Suki. She had always seen Suki as competition for Jon's attention, confused at times over the nature of their relationship. And now Suki was calling her concubine, and saying that she was proud of her, and hugging her.

What made it through the maelstrom was that Suki was there with her, befriending her, hugging her. Maybe what she had been feeling towards the Asian woman was jealousy all along, but at the moment she didn't feel that at all.

Sitting up straighter, and feeling like the sun was shining on her once again, Gwen had an idea.

"How about if I were to model for you, would that be any help? You said I was a natural."

"I couldn't ask you to do that, sweetie. It was going to be a bondage shoot," she looked out into the room full of equipment, "you know...using that stuff."

"Look!" Gwen stood up and struck a pose. "I'm already in a costume, how cool is that?"

"Hmmm," Suki thought about it. "Why not?! This'll be fun."

Gwen fought the urge to say "goodie" and jump up and down, but she wasn't able to contain her smile. Grinning from ear to ear, happy with the change in her mood, Gwen followed Suki over to the large X frame.

"This is called a St. Andrew's Cross," Suki stated as she opened the cuffs high up on the heavy wooden frame. "Let's start out with you standing with your back against the frame."

Gwen obeyed, a subtle sense of excitement welling up inside of her. She watched as the photographer secured her right wrist and then her left. Suki knelt down and repeated the process with her ankles.

"Oh my! You're a vision, Gwen. Let me get my lighting set up so we can get to work."

Suki busied herself with her light stands, adjusting the white umbrellas so the soft light reflected back onto her subject.

Picking up her camera, Suki focused in on Gwen and said, "Imagine a huge man with a whip just entered the room. Try to get out of those cuffs, Gwendolyn. Don't worry about moving."

"Yes, Miss..." Gwen nearly called Suki ‘Mistress,' but had caught herself. Where had that come from?

Imagining the scenario that Suki had described, Gwen looked up at the leather cuff surrounding her wrist and started pulling on it. Then she tried the other, while pulling with her legs. Damn! She really was secured in place!

Meanwhile, Suki's camera was clicking away as the flashes overhead bounced off the insides of the lighting umbrellas, casting a soft white glow over Gwen and the wooden cross.

"Okay, good, you can stop." Suki stepped forward. "Let's see...I don't want to alter the skirt because that is so sexy with the white stockings. I'm going to pull up your blouse, is that okay?"

"Okay," Gwen whispered, realizing at that moment that she was unable to prevent Suki from doing anything she wanted. This thought, surprisingly, made her feel sort of horny!

Gwen watched as the photographer laid her camera on a padded bench and stepped up to her. Hooking her fingers along the bottom of her sailor blouse, she lifted it up and over the spandex sports bra.

"This is nice," Suki cooed, as she arranged the fabric of the blouse to show off both the bra, and the breasts they contained.

Stepping back with her camera, she raised it and said, "And...struggle!"

Gwendolyn giggled and began struggling again.

"Stop laughing!" Suki ordered, while still snapping photos.

Gwen did her best, but could barely contain her smile.

"Okay, one last series in this pose." Suki came up to Gwen, gripped her sports bra, and pulled down. Both of her milky white breasts popped out and bounced slightly after being confined by the tight bra for so long. The tight silky pink fabric pushed up against the undersides of Gwen's breasts.

"God, you're gorgeous," Suki purred as she bent forward and kissed Gwen right on her nipple. Her hands came up to hold the exposed breasts in front of her while continuing to place gentle kisses on and around her nipples.

"Good!" Suki stood back to inspect her handiwork. "Nice and erect."

Gwen looked down to see that her nipples were both aroused and sticking out like large pencil erasers.

"Do some squats while I adjust this light."

"Squats?"

"Do the best you can. I'd like a little more sweat to show on your face and chest. I forgot my spray bottle .... gotta write that down." The photographer dug in her bag, found her pad, and made a note.

Gwen started lowering herself as far as the chains connected to the cuffs would allow. As she reached the bottom of the squat her moan caused Suki to glance back at her. The increased pressure of the skin tight biking shorts against the dildo held inside of her was immediately felt.

It already seemed warm in the room, and the lighting added more heat, but add in the extra stimulation caused by the dildo and it didn't take long for Gwen to work up a sweat.

Satisfied with the lighting, Suki began snapping pictures of the struggling damsel in distress.

"Just a sec," Suki stepped forward and arranged Gwen's strawberry blonde hair over her face. "Tilt your head down, sweetie, there, right there." She snapped a few more photos. "We could publish these since they don't show your face."

Pushing Gwen's hair back, she squatted down and unbuckled the ankle cuffs.

"Let's turn you around," she said as she stood to release Gwen's wrists. "This is helping so much, Gwen."

Gwen turned so that she faced the wooden cross and held her arms up again so Suki could cuff her wrists.

"I'm happy to help."

The truth was, she was enjoying herself very much, and was getting surprisingly horny by the attention she was getting from Suki.

"Okay...would you mind if I removed your shorts?"

Gwen twisted her head around to peer back at Suki. "My shorts?"

"Yes, may I?"

"Um...sure. Okay." The bound woman was a little leery of removing the shorts for fear of exposing what she held inside of her, but again, what could she do? The feeling of helplessness was getting stronger and stronger, and there was no doubt it was an arousing sensation.

Suki knelt behind Gwen and put her hands up under the bright pink skirt and pulled down the spandex shorts. Running her hands back up Gwendolyn's legs, she caressed her bare flesh.

"You are sooo hot, Concubine."

Gwen wondered if she meant temperature-wise, or sexy-hot. It didn't really matter. Suki's hands on her tight little ass felt fabulous! She felt even sexier when her ankles were re-cuffed.

"One or two like this...." Suki's camera could be heard clicking away.

"And now, I think we need to see your cute little bum, what do you say?" Suki pulled the pink fabric up in the back until Gwen's ass was exposed. The skirt was tucked to keep it in place, and then Suki stood back.

"I'm going to redden you just a little, okay?"

"Redden me? What does that...oww! OH!" She knew what Suki meant now that the photographer's hand had come down on her ass with a loud smack!

Smack! Suki's hand struck Gwen's ass on the other side.

Gwen grunted but otherwise kept her protests to herself. She had fantasized about being spanked, but it had always been her Master who had been doing the spanking. But now, bound securely to the heavy wooden cross, it didn't matter so much that it was Suki.

"There, there, little concubine," Suki purred while caressing Gwen's bare bottom. "That didn't hurt too much did it?"

The feeling of Suki's small soft hands on her exposed butt sent all sorts of warm fuzzies to the pleasure centers of Gwen's brain. Oh...did they feel good!

"No, Miss," Gwen finally replied.

"I'd like your bottom to be a little redder, would you like that, too?"

Redder? More spankings? "Yes please, Miss."

Gwen put her head against the wooden beams and gripped the cross with her hands. Calling Suki ‘Miss,' and allowing the woman to spank her was making her so horny she couldn't believe it! The extent of her arousal was taking her completely by surprise, but there was no denying it.

Slap, slap, slap, slap! Suki delivered several hard spanks and then went back to caressing the hot bare flesh.

"That will show up in the photos nicely, Gwendolyn," Suki remarked as her hand rounded Gwen's ass and went down between her spread legs.

"Oh my," Suki giggled, "what do you have here?"

The photographer's fingers traversed Gwen's wet flesh, and stumbled across the end of the dildo.

"It's a...a present...f...from J...Jon," Gwen stuttered, feeling as though she might be about to cum.

"Mmmm, lucky you to have such a thoughtful Master," Suki said as she jiggled the dildo and then moved it back and forth, fucking the helpless woman with it.

Gwendolyn gasped, her climax seemingly imminent.

"You're so much fun, Concubine. I'm going to miss you." Suki withdrew the dildo and set it on the bench. She turned back to Gwen and kissed her bare ass.

"Stick your fanny out for me," the photographer commanded.

Gwen adjusted her position so that her back arched and her rear end was pushed away from the cross. She felt Suki's fingers on her labia, tugging gently on her flesh. It seemed like she was positioning her pussy lips.

"Perfect! Don't move a muscle."

Gwen stood still while Suki's camera clicked away. Quite honestly, her head was swimming with all of the stimuli she had been absorbing, but part of her brain was still engaged in the present.

"You're going to miss me? Where are you going?"

Suki had her camera in hand and was snapping photos of Gwen's hot moist pussy. Her fleshy labia were positioned like rose petals.

"Jon didn't tell you? I've taken a contract job in Japan with a startup bondage magazine. I'm so excited!"

"Japan?" This was both good news, and bad. It meant she would have Jon all to herself, but she had finally come to terms with Suki's presence and was thinking of her as a friend, not an adversary.

Suki was standing now and looking at Gwen from the side through her camera lens.

"I really couldn't pass it up, and besides, Jon adores you. I'm beginning to feel like a fifth wheel. You're everything he desires, Gwen, and I couldn't be happier for both of you."

"But...."

"But nothing, Concubine. My schedule is too hectic to make anything work with your Master. He and I have known that for some time. That's why we were so happy when you came along."

Suki changed her stance slightly. "Look away from me...good." The camera shutter clicked away.

"You were happy, too?" This was really confusing to Gwendolyn.

Lowering her camera, Suki stood close to Gwen and held her around the waist, and then kissed her cheek.

"Of course! It made me very happy."

"What made you happy?"

Gwen's head spun around at the sound of Jon's voice.

"Master!"

Jon came up behind Gwen and held onto her bare butt cheek while leaning in to give her a kiss.

"I'm so sorry I wasn't able to pick you up, my little Concubine. Can you forgive me?"

Gwen was over-joyed to see Jon. "Of course! Miss Suki has been keeping me company."

Jon gave his lover another kiss on the cheek, and then said, "I'm going to go change, and then we can have some fun."

Gwen's smile was huge in anticipation of what sort of fun her Master had in mind.