Cam Girls – Chapter 1

Posted by Tamed Girl on September 7, 2025

“Today is THE day, Anne”, Elena said over the phone as soon as Anne picked up, “don’t chicken out!”

“YOU don’t chicken out,” Anne said. “You were the one questioning the morality in the first place.”

“No, I did not,” Elena continued to talk while walking down the street. “I was just asking logical questions.”

“Like, would anyone recognize if you’re faking orgasms?” Anne laughed. “You know all the girls do it all the time while on cam.” A brief pause. “Some even fake it in real life.” Anne was never the type. She always valued honesty in her relationships. If a guy couldn’t make her cum, why would she fake it? She had bigger problems in her life than someone’s hurt ego.

“Oh, shush, it’s not that.” Elena was approaching sex shop and was becoming more and more nervous. “What if someone recognizes us?”

“Comooon,” Anne sighted, while going through all the clothes in her wardrobe. “We talked about it many times. We’ll wear masks, some sexy kinky stuff. And I know just a place where to get them.”

“And what if someone recognize our bodies?” Elena was not convinced, even after months of debating.

“Seriously, Elena, you’re not that special,” Anne laughed. “And even if anyone does recognize us, we can always say it’s modified by an AI.”

“I hope you’re right,” Elena was still not convinced, but decided not to push it. “Did you get me a present for my birthday?”

“Don’t worry, I’ll give you 18 kisses down there this evening,” Anne laughed.

Elena instantly blushed, but was also excited at the same time. Having Anne between her legs was not the worst thing in the world. Quite the opposite.

“Did you have any problems at the bank?” Elena asked.

“No, not at all. I made sure everything works fine and registered PayPal account on my name,” Anne said. “And I ensured that the account is connected to the GirlsOnline.com, and even made a test transaction. It all works.”

Anne was couple of months older than Elena, so she got the bureaucracy part. Not to mention that it was her idea, so the organisation was mostly hers. Apart from the sex shop visit, which Elena was in charge of. And the money from the first stream will go entirely to her. Not only because Anne desperately needed it, but because Elena’s parents were very rich and she could have whatever she wanted. It was one of the reasons Elena wanted to do this – she lacked excitement in her life as for as long as she knew, everything was served to her on a silver platter.

“And, are you sure about the site?” Elena asked. GirlsOnline was not one of the famous sites for xxx streaming, quite the opposite.

“Yes, yes, I checked everything,” Anne was losing patience. “And we talked about it as well. They’re incredible rigorous about checking their streamers, so, when we say we’re 18 on our stream, the customers know it’s not a lie. And that’s why the tips there are so much higher, as customers know we’re the real deal.”

“I went there once,” Elena said, “and I saw some really weird shit being streamed there. You sure anyone there would pay to watch some light stuff?”

“Hell yeah,” Anna replied, “as it’s our age that they’re gonna pay for, not some kinks.”

“And what about…”

“Just stop,” Anne interrupted her, “we talked about it, and we agreed to do it.” A pause. “And I really need some money, and I won’t take it from you, we talked about it as well.” Pause again. “And… I really want to kiss you in front of the camera.”

This made Elena blush again and suddenly she wanted the evening to come as fast as possible. “I… I want that as well,” she replied, hating herself for not being able to think properly and say anything more.

“See you at my place then,” Anne was cheerful as ever. “Do the shopping, get ready and be at my place at 21. Dad will go to pass out drinking God knows where, so we have all night.”

“Ok, see you in couple of hours then,” Elena said and hang up just as she arrived to the sex shop. She straighten up, took few deep breaths and entered.

She was overwhelmed the moment she entered. She had never been to the sex shop earlier, so she was not prepared for the sight. There were dildos everywhere, as well as vibrators, all kinds of metal bondages, cuffs, spanking instruments and bunch of other stuff which she had never seen in her life. All neatly stacked on the shelves. The mixture of mostly pink, black and metal colors was amazing, so she just stood there, mouth slightly open. She ordered some toys online, but seeing all this in person was just… a totally different experience.

“First time here?”

Elena turned to the left and saw the desk, and, thank God, a woman standing behind it. And she was smiling.

“Yes,” was all she could answer.

“Well, don’t be shy,” the woman was cheerful, probably used to the newcomers. “Is there anything I can help you with? Or would you prefer to have a look on your own?”

“I have a list somewhere…”, Elena searched for a note on her phone. Suddenly, she felt the urge to run away, rather than say out loud the name of any item on the list. She took a deep breath, hoping she doesn’t look like a complete idiot to a woman working here. “First, I’ll need a lush.

“Straight to the point, I like that,” said the woman. “Which model would you prefer?”

“Ahmmmm… I don’t know…” Elena didn’t know there were different models. Anna just told her to get lushes, and she never bother to google anything about it. “Newest one I guess.”

“Good choice,” the woman replied, “although a bit more expensive as they just lunched a new series couple of weeks ago.”

Elena didn’t care much about the money, so she was already going through the other items on the list.

“Aaaaand… I’ll need some cuffs.”

“Oh, you’11 need to be more specific than that,” a woman smiled. “We have many types, different colors, metal, plastic, from different manufacturers…”

Elena thought a bit. “Give me some metal and fluffy ones, you know what I mean?” she said, trying to explain fluffiness with her hands. “And pink please.”

“Got it, coming right up,” a woman said and moving from the counter to one of the shelves.

Elena was preparing mentally for the final step. “And I’ll need a flogger.”

“Again, dear, can you be a bit more specific?” a women said, not turning around and reaching for the cuffs.

“Uhmmmm… Something that doesn’t hurt much I guess.” Elena was never spanked in her life, but Anne insisted it would be fun to try it.

“Ok, not the real leather than,” a woman said, “although it mostly depends on how hard one hits. Here, I think this one will do,” she said while showing Elena the one with the pink and black handle. “And it will match your cuffs.”

“It’s great, thank you,” Elena said. “And can I also get some lube please? Strawberry flavor if you have?”

“Of course. Is that all?”

“Yes, thank you. Oh, I almost forgot, make everything double please.”

A half-smirk appeared at the corner of woman’s mouth but she said nothing. Soon, everything was packed and paid for.

“I hope you have a nice time,” a woman said. “I’ve also added a small gift, on the house due to your bill being above 100 euros.”

“Oh, thank you,” Elena said, still looking at all the other toys across the shelves, and then walking out with the black bag in her hands.

Anne was standing in front of the door, waiting impatiently for Dorian to open. Finally, a door opened, and Anne pushed by Dorian and entered.

“Hello to you as well,” Dorian said.

“What took you so long?” Anne said, not bothering to remove her shoes and walking straight into Dorian’s living room. He was lucky to be living on his own, his parents away on some world-trip or something for couple of months now.

“I was watching a new anime called…” Dorian started to answer but Anne interrupted him.

“Yea yea, I know, one of those cartoons right?”

“Anime are not cartoons, Anne, they’re…”

“Whatever makes you happy, I don’t judge,” Anne interrupted him again. “Did you get me what we agreed?”

“I did, although it costed me, especially camera.”

“You’ll survive,” Anne smiled, “and I’ll let you take me out for a drink.”

“I would rather prefer you giving me some photos you’re gonna take with that camera,” Dorian smiled.

“Boy, don’t overstep your boundaries,” Anne said while throwing herself on the couch. “God, I’m exhausted. I spent the whole day at the bank and stores.”

“Do you want me to bring you something to drink?” Dorian asked.

“That would be great.”

Soon, Dorian came back with a can of diet coke.

“I’ll get fat from drinking this garbage all the time,” Anne said while opening the can and taking a sip.

“I think you look amazing,” Dorian said.

“Anyway, did you also get me those masks?”

“Yes, yes, everything is in the other room.”

“Well, go fetch it,” Anne said, raising her legs on the couch and slowly removing shoes. “And, come to massage my feet.”

Few moments later Dorian came back, bringing the bag. He put the bag next to Anna, and then sit down at the other end of couch and took her feet in his lap.

Anna immediately looked into the bag. “Ohhh, I like it,” she said as she pulled the camera box. It was quite large. “Did you also… Ohhhhh”, she moaned as Dorian started massaging her feet.

“Feels good?” he asked.

“God yes,” she responded with closed eyes.

He pressed even harder at her soles, bringing out more moans from her. After few minutes Anne opened her eyes and continued to look at the camera.

“It’s the latest model,” Dorian said, “came out few months ago. It’s got…”

“Did you calibrate it?” Anne interrupted him.

“Of course, as you asked, I’ve made so it has the best performance for the range between two and five meters.”

“Good boy. Did you also got me a gimbal?”

“Of course, it’s in the other bag, next to the door.”

“Great. Now, lemme see…” Anne said while reaching further in the bag. She pulled out two masks. The first one was crimson, fox-like, or maybe a cat-like mask, leather with several metal pieces, giving it slight bdsm vibe. The other one was a pearl-white rabbit mask, although with not that long ears. Also leather, and with silver details around the eyes and nose. Both masks were to cover only upper parts of the face, leaving mouths open.

“I like them,” Anne said. “What do you think, which one suits me better?” she asked while putting first the fox one, then the rabbit one over her face? She felt Dorian massaging her feel faster now.

“Both are amazing on you,” he said. “Maybe fox one seems a bit more suited for you?”

“You think?” she laughed. “I agree, a bunny is to tame for me. What are you doing?”

Dorian froze. “Ammm, removing your sock?”

“Oh, no no no,” she laughed. “Put it back boy, you haven’t earned that privilege.” Dorian didn’t dare looking at Anne, and slid the sock back on her foot.

“Now apologize!”

“I… I’m sorry for not asking your permission to take the sock off.” he said.

“Not to me boy. To my foot.”

“Oh…” he looked at her foot. “I’m sorry for trying to take your sock off.”

Anne wiggled her toes and laughed. “Apology accepted. Now, sniff it. Once, before I change my mind.”

When he did, she laughed again. “Good boy!” Then she pulled her legs from his lap and started putting her shoes back on. “Thank you for everything you got me.” She stood, took the bag and then walked towards the door. At the door, she picked up the other bag with the gimbal and turned around. “I’ll let you know when you can take me for a drink. Now go and jerk off on me, I know you want to.” And then she left.

Elena was briskly walking down the street, thinking about what to wear for tonight, when she heard someone calling her name.

“Elena!”

She turned around and a smiled as soon as she recognized the caller. “Hey Jack,” she said, trying to reduce the smile by few teeth, so not to be obvious to the guy she had a crush on.

“Always nice to bump into you,” Jack said, with that half-smirk she always found adorable.

“Oh, shush”, she said, trying both to act normal and not to blush. “I look like a tsunami spitted me out.”

“A girl-next-door look always suited you best,” Jack said.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Elena was struggling to see if he was mocking her.

“Meaning that I always thought you were cutest without any makeup and in some casual clothes.”

Elena was unsure if she was to be flattered or insulted. So she started walking towards her place.

“So, I’m ugly to you now?” She didn’t want to look at him, faking being angry.

“Gosh, no,” Jack laughed, “You’re never ugly. It’s just… The make-up sometimes….. diminishes how pretty you are.”

Elena was surprising a smile, “Now you’re full of shit.”

“No, really, I mean it,” he said, and then reached for her bag. “Let me help you with that.”

“NO!” Elena almost screamed. Then she composed herself. “I mean, I’m strong independent woman and all that.”

“Really?” Jack laughed. “Well, I can respect that. Anyway, gotta go to work. It’s always nice to see you.”

“You still work at Freddy’s?” Elena asked.

“You kidding? There’s nothing I would rather do than be a pizza delivery guy.” His tone was dripping with sarcasm.

“Oh…” Elena was forgetting that not everyone was as rich as her and most of her friends had to work over summer. “Bye then. I’ll see you around.”

“Bye.”

Elena continued walking towards her house, thinking about whether she really puts too much make-up. When she arrived nobody was home. Her dad must’ve been on some business meetings, which will eventually move to a night in a pub. And her mom was on a trip with her friends, not to be back for at least a week more. She dropped the bag with the stuff she bought from the sex shop and headed straight for the bathroom.

She let the warm water fill her tub before she started to remove her make-up. When finished, she looked herself in the mirror, debating internally whether she really was prettier without make-up. She grudgingly admitted that it might be the case as she really was very pretty, and even though she lacked confidence, she couldn’t deny it. She had big round blue eyes, a small perky nose and full lips, which most of girls envied her for, even though she never went to any surgery. Her face was small and round, framed with wavy brown hair, a stark contrast to her pale tan. She smiled, and her teeth, white as pearls, were perfect as always.

She started to undress by unbuttoning her blouse and, few seconds later, unclasping her bra. Her breasts were B size, perky and defying gravity, at least for next 10 or 20 years she hoped. Her nipples were small, as well as her areolas, both being a very bright pink color. Her tummy was almost flat, with just a bit of fat around the middle. She always hated exercising anything but her legs and bum. And, anyway, both her ex boyfriends liked her as she was, saying that it’s cute that she had some belly fat. Her skin was pale, and it was hard for her to get any tan and not to get burned under the sun. She then slid down her pants and panties. She was a bit smaller than Anne, and had few kilos more than her, but Anne was a bit too skinny in her opinion. And those extra kilograms were most in her bum and thighs. She turned around and looked at her bum, which was part of her that she was most proud of. It was the holy trinity: big, firm and perky, and by going regularly to the gym, she managed to reduce the size of her thighs, and therefore making her bum look even better. The only downside was finding the right jeans, so she switched to the leggings, which she preferred, especially during the summer. She turned around and checked her pussy. Smooth as silk, as she went to the best salon that did Brazilians two days ago. Both her pussy, ass and legs were smooth, and after checking everything, she got in the tub.

After spending almost an hour in the tub, she got out, dried herself, and thinking about how she will soon make out with Anne, dived into her closet. She knew Anne had a crash on her, and even though it flattered her, she was unsure how she felt about it. She had never been with a girl before, and it made her a bit anxious. But she was also excited at the same time. She always admired Anne’s long legs, and she was curious to feel how she tasted like. With such thoughts she opted for black satin panties that covered only upper half of her bum. She then chose a very elegant and even shorter black cocktail dress. Combined with the panties she chose, it looked like she didn’t have underwear at all. Finally, she put on her black 12″ high-heels, which emphasized her ass even more, looked herself one final time in the mirror, deciding not to wear any make-up tonight, and walked out.

Anne was preparing to take a shower. It has been almost 8 p.m. and she couldn’t remember last time she was both this anxious and excited. In a bit more than an hour, Elene will come and they’ll start streaming. She had already prepared her room and tested the camera. Dorian was good on his word, as always, and camera had the best performance at mid-to-short distances. She had mounted it on the coffee table, few meters from the double-sized bed she slept on.

She cleaned her room to perfection and put a new, pink, sheets on the bed, together with bunch of pillows and plush toys she still slept with. She put several cans of coke in the fridge and prepared some snacks, although she was planning on ordering a delivery at some point, when they get hungry.

Now she removed her clothes and looked herself in the mirror. She was very petite, 165cm and 45 kg, with long legs and long black hair. She never worked out, but she had barely visible abs, and when she turned around, her ass was perky and small, just like her boobs, which had so far barely reached A cup size. Satisfied with how she looked, she stepped into the bath tub and started showering. She was toying with an idea to play with herself, but eventually decided against it, as she was planning on playing with Elena later.

Her father left an hour ago, as she knew he would, and will most likely pass out somewhere after a night spent in a bar. The important bit was that he will not be back until early afternoon. And even if he did, he never entered her room, so they would just stop streaming and pretend that Elena just came for a sleepover.

While showering, Anne continued to look at her reflection in the mirror. She was tanned, a consequence of a really hot summer and her spending much time on the lake beach. Her skin was smooth as she went to the whole body depilation few days ago. Nevertheless, she took a razor and a shaving creme, and shaved her pussy in few quick moves. She was imagining what would feel like Elena touching her down there. She had a crush on her for couple of years now, and even though she had several boyfriends so far, she never entirely stopped thinking about Elena.

When she finished showering, she took a towel, dried herself and put a vanilla-scented lotion. While massaging, she thought of Dorian and wondered what would he give her to see her like this, fully naked. He never had any chance with her of course, but it seemed that a current status was working fine with both of them. He was drooling every time she gave him some attention, and he kept buying her whatever she wanted. Meanwhile, she liked to order him around and would be fooling herself not admitting that such attention made her feel good. She had a theory that she looked similar to those anime girls he was watching all day, lean and petite with long legs and not very feminine attributes, like big boobs or booty.

When she finished putting lotion, she walked naked to her room. There, on a chair next to the bed, lay clothes she was planning to wear this evening. At least in the beginning. First she stepped into a white thong, which was a nice contrast to her tanned skin. She liked wearing thongs, it made her feel sexy and confident, Then, a wide grey tracksuit with a hello kitty print on it, and a cropped grey hoodie. This revealed her tummy and a shiny new piercing on her belly button, a present from Dorian that she asked him to get her. She looked herself in the mirror, and, satisfied how she looked, sat on the bed and started waiting for Elena to arrive.

Jakob hated everything. Well, not everything, just most things. And people. He hated his job as a construction worker, which was slowly damaging his back and joints beyond repair. He hated his wife who left him. He didn’t hate his daughter though, but never felt much love towards her either. She was a constant reminder of his failed marriage, and in last couple of years Anne had totally distanced from him. They lived under the same roof, but they rarely spoke, she locking herself in her room. She was not great at school, and he was called-in multiple times, but he couldn’t make himself to care. He provided her food, a place to sleep, and the rest was on her. He had more important things to do. Or at least, that’s what he had been telling himself.

The peak of his day was going out to the local bar and drinking with few pals that still wanted to hang out with him. One of those was Stuart, a dad of one of Anna’s friends from high-school. They met on one occasion when he was summoned by Anne’s teacher. It turned out Stuart was summoned as well, but to receive a praise for his daughter’s achievements in some subject. They started talking while waiting outside the classroom, and soon they agreed to meet for a drink that evening. And since that day, they often met in the same pub. Jakob was a regular customer there, but Stuart appeared couple of times a week due to his busy schedule.

Finally, when the bar closed, couple of hours after the midnight, he would go back to his apartment and went to sleep. But not before checking Girlsonline, a site that he found out about from Stuart. It was a streaming site where men and women of all ages recorded themselves doing all sorts of nasty and kinky stuff. There were various categories: singles, couples, swing parties, some bondage and spanking stuff, lesbian, gay, bi, trans, and pretty much anything else that came to mind. As Stuart told him, the site originally started as pure girls streaming site, hence the name, but it eveolved over time. And the best of all? It was all verified. The site was had a rigorous policy of fact-checking their streamers, so if someone said specifics about their age, or sexuality, or pretty much anything else, it was all real. Of course, that came with an enormously high subscription price, which Jakob couldn’t even dream of affording. Luckily for him, Stuart was disgustingly rich, so, not only did he paid for all the drinks Jakob and he and few other guys were having every night he came to the pub, but he also paid for Jakob’s subscription for the Girlsonline.

“It’s bad enough you’re divorced,” Stuart said, “you don’t need to be miserable as well.” And Jakob agreed with him. Every night he would enjoy browsing thorough all the different categories on the site, and few months later he already had some of his favourite cam girls and couples, as well as discovered few of new fetishes that he had. Suddenly, sex with his ex wife seemed blank and passionless compared to everything that Girlsonline had to offer.

All Jakob could currently think about is how it’s Friday, and the work is done, and now pub was waiting for him. He was tired, but that would soon be forgotten with the first sip of beer. When he arrived home, Anne was of course not there. God knows where that brat spent her day, but he didn’t care. He quickly showered, dressed in some casual pants and t-shirt combination and left for the pub.

Elena was approaching Anne’s apartment. She called her just after she left her place and confirmed that everything is going as was planned. Anne was alone, waiting for her, and Anne’s father will not be back until couple of hours after midnight. Elena was so, so, soooo nervous. Or excited. She was not sure. But, her usually slower pace when walking was now replaced with brisk steps, like she was almost running from something. Or towards something. Or someone. When she arrived, she took few deep breathes and ringed the doorbell. Few seconds later, Anne opened the door and ushered her in.

“Oh! My! God!” Anne said, “You look… so classy. No! Slutty. No, no, no. Classy-Slutty,” and she started laughing.

“Shut up, I feel so naked,” Elena laughed as well. “And you…” She eyed Anne, from top to bottom. “You look like a girl next door.”

“That’s what I was aiming for. You like it?”

“You kidding, I LOVE it. That tummy of yours is to die for.”

Anne smiled wide. Then suddenly leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. Elena didn’t even comprehend what was happening, and Anne was suddenly running away towards her room.

“What was…” She started to speak, still feeling Anne’s strawberry-flavoured labello on her lips.

“Oh, I just couldn’t wait,” she heard Anne saying, “and you seemed a bit nervous, so I thought this would be an ice breaker.”

“Well, I’m still nervous,” Elena laughed, “so, if you could calm me down some more… Ughhh, lemme take these shoes off first.”

“No, no, don’t do that yet,” Anne said, running back from her room, taking Elena’s hand and leading her inside. “I like how you look in those.”

“But you’re barefoot, it’s ridiculous,” Elena said, but to no avail.

“Oh shush,” Anne said, and as Elena walked by, slightly tapped her on the ass. “Ohhh, now that’s firm, even more than I thought.”

“Anne, did you drink something?” Elena asked.

“Is it that obvious?” Anne asked.

“Well… Yes…” Elena said, and then quickly added, “I mean, not in a bad way of course.”

“I took some vodka from my dad’s stash,” Anne laughed. “He won’t notice, there’s like a bunch of bottles. And I mixed it with some juice.” And then Anne was worried. “I’m sorry, I was sooo nervous while waiting for you. I know you know I like you, and I was worried… What if you don’t like me? I’m not as pretty as you are. And what if you find me unattractive. And what if all of this turns to be a big mistake. And I really need money. But I don’t want to do this for money. Well, not entirely. I just thought… I’m talking too much, an I?”

Elena smiled, “A bit, yes.” Then she sat on a bed and crossed legs. “Can a lady have a drink then?”

Anne smiled with relief. “With those legs, you can have anything,” she said, walking away to get the bottle and a glass.

“My bum is hurt it didn’t get any compliment,” Elena said louder so Anne could hear her.

“I’ll give it a kiss then,” she heard Anne speaking from the kitchen. Soon she appeared with two glasses, both full. She gave Elena one and then made a toast. “To unforgettable night and a firm ass.”

Elena smiled, “To long legs and abs to die for.”

And they both took a sip.

“I feel like I’ve stepped into myspace page of a 13 year old girl,” Elena laughed. “Pink sheets, plushy toys and all those pillows on the bed.”

“Trust me, our audience will love it,” Anne laughed as well. “The more innocent we look, the better.”

After a half an hour, they were both laughing about talking about what is to come, but the talk was slowly replaced with longer stares. Anne did one refill for both of them at some point, and now they were reviewing all the items they brought. Elena was thrilled with the masks. “Anne, these are fantastic! But… They look so expensive. How did you get them?”

“Oh, I know a guy,” Anne laughed.

“A guy?” Elena said, feigning surprise. “Should I be jealous?”

“If you think you can be jealous of Dorian, go ahead.”

“Dorian? That creep? Anne, are you serious right now?”

“Dead serious, Listen now, don’t go all posh on me.” Anne said. “Dorian’s in love with me for the past two or three years.”

“Ewwww, he’s so creepy,”

“I know, but he’s harmless. He’s just a geek, watching anime all day, jerking off to those girls from comics with long hairs and big eyes… And to me.”

“He TOLD you that?” Elena’s face was in utter shock.

“Well, not explicitly of course, but a girl knows,” Anne smiled. “He’s also full of money, and from time to time I let him take me out for a drink. The way he looks at me…”

“Anne, seriously? Don’t you have any standards?”

“Of course I do, and they are really high,” Anne said, looking her straight into the eyes. “But I love to have a play-toy.” And before Elena could open her mouth, she interrupted her, “A PLAY toy, Elena, not a FUCK toy, for God’s sake.”

“Yea, but still…” Elena was confused now. “And he’s ok with that?”

“Oh, you have no idea. He loves when I boss him around. He got me those masks. And camera. And you know what I gave him an exchange?”

“I’m afraid to ask.”

“I promised him he can take me out for a drink sometime. And I let him give me a feet massage.”

“ANNE!”

“Over the socks Elena, relax.” Anne laughed.

“But still… What a perv.”

“I know, right?” Anne laughed again.

“Oh, listen to me saying something about being a perv, when I would kill to have legs like that,” Elena said, and then gulped down the drink. “Ok, enough talk, I’m ready.”

“So am I, Anne said. “Ok, I have prepared everything, and I have created a room for us on a site. Come, see this.”

When Elena approached, she saw a black rectangle on a monitor that filled most of the space. On the far right side of a screen was a chat bar, as well as the price list of all the actions which girls could do for a tip. “Oh, did we went too far with the prices?” Elena said, looking at the list.

To join the chat was 20 euros, a kiss was 50, a kiss with a tongue was 100, a back massage was 150, feet massage was 200. To be in underwear was 300, topless was 500, and fully naked was 1000, per girl. To put on the handcuffs was 100, spanks were 5 euros per spank with a hand and 10 with an flogger. To use (control) the lush vibrations was 100 per min. To type a custom request was 20 euros.

“Not in the slightest,” Anne replied. “I’ve looked at some of the other prices on other streams, and it’s even more for some kinkier stuff. Elena, the men that watch this, they’re full of money. To them, 200 euros is like 2 euros for me.”

“I like the name,” Elena interrupted her. “Coy Girls. Sounds both classy and trashy at the same time.”

“As I said, like that dress you’re wearing,” Anne said. And then she pushed the Elena to the bed. “No more waiting, I wanna play with you now.” And with that, she tossed Elena a bunny mask, played the chillout playlist in the background that she had prepared, pressed the record button on the camera and started the stream.

Jakob was on his 3rd beer when Stuart came in. He saw him right away and waved him over. Few moments later Stuart crushed into the chair next to him.

“Tough day?” Jakob asked,

“Don’t ask,” Stuart said, “The meetings all day, and usually with bunch of morons.” He gave a sign to a barman to bring them another round even though Jakob didn’t finish his beer yet. But he wasn’t complaining.

“At least you spent the day in the office and not under the sun, breaking your spine,” Jakob grumbled.

“Yes, you’re totally right,” Stuart agreed. “I often forget that there are much worse jobs than mine.”

“You’re goddamned right,” Jakob said. “But, you’re one of the good folk out there,” he continued. “not afraid to hang with us, a working class.”

“You kidding?” Stuart laughed. “This is the best part of my day, being able to just drink and talk with friends. No boring wife, no spoiled daughter, nothing but a drink and an honest-to-god talk and jokes.”

“Your daughter is spoiled?” Jakob asked. “I got impression that she excelled at school.”

“Oh, Elena is great at school, but God help you when she has her tantrums. Not to mention the amount of money she takes from me for all the clothes and make-up. And God knows what else, I’m afraid to even ask.”

“I raised mine not to ask for much,” Jakob said. “Not that I would have to give her much even if she asked,” he added.

“You’re a better parent than me then,” Stuart laughed.

“Not really,” Jakob said, finishing his beer as he saw the barmen approaching with the two new ones. “Anne is a brat, it’s just that we don’t talk much in last couple of years, so there’s not much to argue about.”

“Yea, girls in these years are obnoxious.”

When two new beers came, they switched subjects to sport. An hour later, they were finishing their fifth beer since Stuart came,

“You know what?” Stuart said, “What do you think about coming to work at my company as a security guard?”

“Really?” Jakob asked.

“Yea, why not? We will soon expand to the whole building, meaning that we will need few extra guys to watch the new entrances”

“That sounds great,” Jakob couldn’t believe his luck. But I’m… I don’t have any experience with security jobs.”

“Nor you need one,” Stuart laughed. “We don’t expect any troubles, you just need to stand there in a suit and look intimidating.”

“I… I could do that,” Jakob said. “Although I don’t have a suit.”

“A company will provide it for you,” Stuart said. “And I’m pretty sure the pay will be better than what you’re currently getting.”

Jakob’s phone suddenly lightened due to notification. From the GirlsOnline. He glanced at it, and at the same time he felt the need to pee.

“Hold that thought,” he said to Stuart, “I’ll be right back.”

He got up, picked the phone from the table and headed towards the restrooms. He had to pee and, more importantly, he had to check the new stream room which just got online with tags that he was following: Fresh18, Couples, Girls.

Alyson’s upbringing – Chapter 5

Posted by Tamed Girl on April 10, 2025

Alyson walked into a bedroom fully naked, her ass burning from pain and her cheeks from shame. There was a large bed in the room, and a mirror on the opposite wall. Just great, Alyson thought. She closed the door behind her and all the noises from the living room became muffled. And then she started to furiously rub her butt cheeks. She felt such a relief after all the spankings. She was rubbing furiously, and at one point she spread her butt cheeks wide so that her asshole could cool off. At the same time, she looked at the mirror and saw that her asshole was no longer pink but crimson. She felt so embarrassed, and then she remembered that all the people from the other room were looking closely at her asshole while it was spanked, and she wished to die from shame. She kept squeezing and spreading her butt cheeks in order to ease the pain. Suddenly, her asshole started to tingle again, so not even thinking about it, she pushed one finger into it. The relief she felt was so overwhelming that she barely managed to keep from moaning. She bent the knees a bit and spread her legs more so that she could have a better access to her behind and started furiously to finger herself, not even thinking about what she was doing. She just wanted an itch to stop and it actually felt so good given that there was also some cream left inside from when Daria was fingering her. Alyson’s cheeks blushed at that thought but she just couldn’t stop herself. She even reached back with the other hand and pulled one butt cheek to the side and started to make circular movements with her other finger in her asshole. She felt almost orgasmic. Couple of hours ago, she wouldn’t have dreamed of anything entering her backside, but here she was, humiliated, spanked and fingered. At some point she closed her eyes, not being able to look at herself in the mirror. Just as she started increasing the pace and slightly swaying her hips, she heard her mom’s screaming:

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”

Alyson almost jumped, and when she opened her eyes and turned around, she saw all of them, gaping at her. Oh my god, she thought, how long have they been standing there? She didn’t hear the door being opened, but it was probably due to her being lost in all the pleasure she was feeling. She was so terrified that she even forgot to move, her finger still being in her ass, and she just looked at them over the shoulder, panic starting to overwhelm her. Adam had a smirk while Mark was gaping at her like he sees her for the first time. Julia and Christine were both covering their mouth and Daria had a mixture of shock and delight on her face. But her mom was furious.

“YOU DISGUSTING GIRL, HOW DARE YOU TOUCH YOURSELF DOWN THERE!” She was shouting, and Alyson was stunned, barely managed to pull her finger from her bum and turn around. She didn’t even try to cover herself; it was pointless. So, she just stood there, like a thief caught in the middle of the robbery.

“AND YOU WERE ENJOING PUTTING YOUR FINGERS IN YOUR DIRTY HOLE!” Her mom keep shouting. “NO MORE, I WILL TEACH YOU TO ACT LIKE A PROPER GIRL IF IT’S THE LAST THING I DO.”

She quickly approached Alyson and grabbed her by the ear, Alyson yelping in pain. Then she turned her around, pulled her head down, let her few steps to the bed and pushed her on it. Alyson fell into the bed, her ear throbbing with pain, and then she heard her mom saying something to others. She didn’t dare looking back, so she just laid there, trying not to panic. She heard her mom saying thanks to someone, and then she saw Julia and Christine approaching the other side of bed where her head was. She looked at them, and before she could react, each of them took her by one arm and pressed it firmly to the bed. She started to raise in panic but then felt two pair of hands holding down her legs as well. She looked back and saw Adam and Mark, each holding her by one leg. And then she saw her mom with a leather belt in hand. Alyson’s fear kicked in and she started to trash around in an attempt to free herself, but to no avail. All four her limbs were pinned down, so she could just barely wiggle her hips and raise her head a bit. Her mom then approached, took one pillow and pushed it under Alyson’s hips. This raised her butt higher, a perfect target for the belt. Her ass was totally exposed and in her mom’s mercy.

“This is a lesson that you’ll never forget, and nor will you ever touch yourself again without thinking about consequences first,” her mom said.

Before Alyson could answer, her mom swinged with a belt. There was a *SWISSSSH* sound, followed immediately by a *CRACK* and then a second later Alyson felt a fire spreading all over her butt. It was a pain such Alyson never felt in her life. She barely managed to open her mouth to scream when another smack followed.

*CRACK!* “AAAAAAARRRRGHHHH,” Alyson managed to scream this time before another hit landed. And then another. And then another.

Alyson was screaming all the time, furiously trying to free herself while four people held her down. A rain of swats continued to blister her butt and thigs. Pain she was feeling when belt smacked her thigs was even worse.

She was wiggling her butt as much as possible but each hit found its mark. Alyson was howling know, her vision blurring from her tears, but her mom wasn’t stopping. She vaguely heard her mom screaming something while she was beating her, but there was no way Alyson could hear anything. She was just screaming. At some point she saw Daria approaching to her, crouching so that they could on the same eye level and then just smiling at her. She couldn’t believe what was happening and felt such hate towards her older sister who was teasing her, while her mom was beating her ass. It was so surreal, that Alyson wanted to laugh, but a rain of swats wouldn’t let her do anything but struggle and scream and cry.

Suddenly, everything stopped. Alyson was gasping for air and still wiggling her hips. Her cries and sniffs were the only sound in the room.

“Now, that’s what I call a proper discipline session,” Christine said.

“I couldn’t agree more,” said Julia. “The more spanked bottoms, the less problems.”

Alyson was still crying, feeling utterly defeated. She almost couldn’t feel her ass.

“Alyson, are you EVER going to insert your fingers in your holes again?” Her mom asked. Alyson was just quietly sobbing now, head buried in the bed sheets.

*CRACK!* “AAAAAAAAH,” Alyson screamed.

“ANSWER ME GIRL!” her mom shouted.

“No,” Alyson sobbed, eyes closed so that she didn’t need to look at Daria.

“Answer me with a full sentence, or I’ll start again,” her mom raised the belt again.

“No, no, mom, no, I won’t touch myself ever again,” Alyson said through gritted teeth.

“That’s not good enough,” her mom said. “You are from now on strictly forbidden to touch yourself down there in ANY way.”

“I… I don’t understand,” Alyson whispered.

“After we are finished here, I will shave you, and then, you will be shaved daily, like a proper girl, either by Mark or me, depending where you are, but NEVER…”

*CRACK!* “AAAAAAGH,” Alyson screamed again.

“…NEVER will you do it by yourself. ARE WE CLEAR?” her mom was shouting again.

“Y… Yes, mom,” Alyson whispered. She was so ashamed. She will be shaved now like a little girl, and then, even worse, on a daily basis. She couldn’t believe what was happening.

“Next,” her mom continued, “when you pee, you will call Mark, or me, to wipe you.”

“MOM!” Alyson screamed.

*SMACK!* “SILENCE GIRL!”

Alyson barely managed to restrain herself from complaining, as she was in no position to do anything but agree with whatever her mom was saying. Her ass was helplessly exposed for her mom to beat as long as she wished, and therefore she gritted her teeth and kept silent.

“You will do as you’re told,” her mom whispered, “or I will beat the disobedience out of you.”

“Yes mom,” Alyson said. “Please don’t spank me anymore, I’ll do as you said.”

“Finally,” her mom continued like she didn’t even hear Alyson speaking, “when you poop, you are allowed to wipe and wash yourself, BUT, you will call Mark, or me afterwards, bend over, spread your butt cheeks, and ask us to check if your dirty hole is clean.”

Alyson started to open her mouth to protest, but then she thought better of it. Her poor bum was so in pain that she thought she couldn’t endure any more hits.

“Yes mom,” she responded, thinking about how will all these changes affect her relationship with Mark. He would shave her, wipe her… Even check her asshole on a daily basis. It was so humiliating. This will change everything. She will constantly be exposed to him, no matter what mood they’re in. She imagined herself baring for him or calling him to check her asshole immediately after they had some argument, or when they shouted on each other. It was absolutely devastating. But, she didn’t dare even thinking about disobeying.

“And if you do not do as I said, and, trust me, I’ll know if you disobey, you will see that today was a walk in the park compared to what I’ll do to you next time. Are we clear?”

“Yes mom,” Alyson said, trembling and crying both from pain and from humiliation that she was enduring now and which will follow in the weeks to come.

“Mom, I’m just not sure if Alyson should be allowed to wipe herself after pooping,” Daria said, still crouching next to Alyson, watching her. “I mean, we just saw how she enjoys fingering her dirty hole.”

“Shut the FU…” Alyson barely managed to restrain herself, as she knew her mom would beat her ass again if she finished the sentence. Instead, she looked Daria right back in the eyes.

“I would be more worried about Adam not being able to look away from my ass and pussy.” She faked a giggle. “Both you and I know what he will think about next time when he fucks you. If he manages to get it up at all.”

“SHUT UP!” Daria screamed, and then slapped Alyson over the left cheek. She raised a hand for a second hit but her mom managed to catch her hand before it landed.

“That was enough of you,” her mom said. “I see you’re also in need for some lessons in how a lady should behave.”

“Mom, I’m sorry, p… p… please, she was provoking me, she…” all the smugness suddenly left Daria.

“Not another word girl,” her mom interrupted her. “Go in the corner, face the wall, hands behind your head, and stay there until I call you.”

Daria’s utter shock was enough to brighten Alyson’s mood a bit. Daria opened her mouth to argue, then thought better of it, looked at Alyson with utter hate, and started to go towards the wall.

“And Daria?”

“Yes mom?”

“If I see you peeking, you’ll be sorry.”

Daria quietly walked towards the corner of the room and stood there, her shoulders shaking a bit, like she was suppressing sniffs. Alyson couldn’t wait to see her sister getting the same treatment that she got.

“Thank you all for restraining Alyson,” her mom said. “You can let her go now, she won’t be making any more troubles, will you Alyson?”

“No mom,” Alyson said and felt four people letting go of her arms and legs. She avoided to look anyone in the eye. “Mom, can I rub my bums a little, please?” she asked.

“Of course you can,” her mom responded. “When you ask politely, how can I refuse?”

Alyson reached back with her hands and started furiously rubbing her ass. She couldn’t care less about everyone watching her. They had already seen everything. At some point, she switched to circular movements, massaging her bums in opposite directions. Every few seconds she would stretch her bums wide, her pussy and asshole flashing for both Mark and Adam. She didn’t care. She even paused few seconds with both her holes stretched, so that cool air could help her with the burning sensation.

“Ok Alyson, that’s enough,” her mom said. “Turn around, put your butt on the pillow, raise your legs, spread them and hold them wide.”

Alyson slowly complied. She was lying on the bed, facing the mirror. Her bum was on the pillow, and when she raised her legs and looked at the mirror, she almost shrieked. Her ass was crimson with belt stripes all over it. It was such a contrast to her pale skin. She will surely have troubles sitting for the next couple of days. She slowly spread her legs with her hands, holding them just above the knees. Even her asshole was of deep red color, now when she could see it clearly in the mirror. And then it hit her. Even with all the humiliations she had to endure over the last hour or so, this one was probably one of the worst. She was lying on bed, legs widely spread, butt and asshole red from spanking. And five people were watching her while she was showing everything she had, ass, pussy and boobs. She looked herself at the mirror again and saw her cheeks also flushing red from all the shame she was enduring.

“Ok Alyson, keep those legs wide open,” her mom said, while reaching for the shaving foam and spraying it over her pussy hair. And then some more over her butt crack. She then reached for the razor and started to shave her. Alyson was mortified, trying to keep as still as possible, while also avoiding eye contact with anyone.

“Isn’t it nice when a girl is shaved clean?” Christine remarked.

“Oh, it surely is,” Julia answered. “If it’s up to me, it would be a ritual on a daily-basis for every girl, no matter the age.”

“Indeed, the hair down there makes everything messy. And also, well-behaved girls have nothing to hide.” Christine added.

In the meantime, her mom has finished shaving her pussy, and now she reached for her bum.

“Alyson, spread your dirty hole for me, just to check if I missed anything,” her mom said.

Alyson did as asked, and few seconds later she felt the small movements of the razor shaving around her butthole. Few moments later, her mom reached for the towel, and then dried Alyson’s pussy and asshole with a few taps.

“There, finally you look like a proper girl,” she said. She then grasped Alyson’s pussy lips, pulled them a bit and moved them to the left and then to the right, checking for any hair left. Alyson didn’t dare moving.

When she released her, Alyson looked at her pussy and tears started to form in her eyes again. She was so naked and she felt so small. She was completely shaved down there, and she couldn’t even remember last time she didn’t have any pubic hair. It was probably in elementary school. She always liked to have a stripe or a triangle, or some sort of hair down there. It made her feel mature and sure in herself. And now she lost all of that. Her pussy was smooth like when she was in pre-teen years. And it will remain so in the future.

She started to close her legs, but her mom stopped her, “Not so fast girl.”

“Mom?” Alyson was confused.

“Keep this position until I say otherwise,” her mom said. “I want to answer me few questions before we’re done.”

Will this nightmare ever end, Alyson thought. She braved, and kept her legs spread. “Yes mom.”

“Why were you punished?”

“I… I was bad.”

“You were not bad, Alyson. Bad is for grownups. You were naughty. And if you don’t answer me with more descriptive answers, I’ll spank you again.”

Alyson blushed. “I was punished because I was a naughty girl”.

“And what naughty thing did you do?”

“I… I fingered myself.”

*SMACK!* “AAAAAAAGHHHHH,” Alyson screamed as her mother slapped her pussy with opened palm. She instinctively closed her legs.

“Open your legs girl,” her mom raised her hand again.

“Mom, please no,” Alyson was crying from pain and shock. Her freshly shaved pussy was so sensitive.

“Open them and keep them opened, or I’ll get the belt.”

Slowly, Alyson spread her legs, a pleading look in her eyes. Her mom looked her in the eyes, and slapped her pussy again.

“OWWWWWWW,” Alyson screamed again, but managed to keep her legs opened. Her pussy was starting to become as red as the rest of her bottom.

“Now, tell me again, what naughty thing were you doing? If I find your answers not good enough, I’ll keep slapping you until I’m satisfied,” her mom threatened.

“I was fingering my dirty hole,” Alyson said, “and I enjoyed it, and I was so naughty, and it won’t happen again.”

“And what will happen every time you’re naughty?” Her mom asked her.

“I’ll undress, be fully naked and get a bare bottom spanking until my butt is red and I learn my lesson,” Alyson whispered, not believing what was coming out of her mouth.

“You see dear?” Her mom turned to Mark, “This is how a proper girl behaves.”

“Indeed,” Christine added, “nothing gets a naughty girl in line like a red bottom.”

“Not just that,” Alyson’s mom continued talking to Mark, “it’s also about shame. After you’re done disciplining Alyson, or any girl, put her on display in some position when she feels exposed and vulnerable, and talk with her about her behavior. That’s how she’ll learn not to make the same mistake twice.”

“Although, some girls love a firm hand,” Julia added.

“And because of that it’s all about finding what makes a girl uncomfortable,” Alyson’s mom said, “although from my experience, a red bottom always works, and if not, just spank one of her holes, and she’ll behave properly in no time.”

Alyson was just listening and wanting everything to end. She had been beyond humiliated, and was now still on display, spreading her butt cheeks for everyone to see how red her butt and asshole was. She felt like she was 10 again. And not to mention how Mark will spank her from now on for every mistake. She could see it in his eyes, as he carefully listened to her mom.

“So, to summarize, Alyson, what are the new rul…” her mom stopped, and then turned to Mark, “Actually, I think it would be better if you talk to her now,” she said, “in the end, you’ll be the one to discipline her in the future if she breaks any rules.”

Alyson looked at Mark, and he seemed a bit uncomfortable at first, but then he straightened a bit, looked her in the eyes and she saw a newly found firmness in his posture.

“Alyson, what are the new rules you’ll obey from now on?” He asked her.

She was speechless at first. She used to have such conversations with her mom. But with her Mark? It was definitely a new page in their relationship.

“I’ll call you to wipe me when I pee,” she started, “and I’ll shave… no, sorry, please, you will shave my pussy every day as good girls don’t have any hair down there,” she whispered. Then she continued, “and you’ll shave my dirty hole as well, and check it after I poop to see if I wiped well,” She felt her cheeks burning from shame, as it was completely new to her to talk like this to anyone but her mom. “And I will not touch myself down there,” she finished. And then quickly added, “And if I’m naughty, I’ll get a bare bottom spanking.”

“And possibly any other punishments that Mark or I see appropriate,” her mom said, and then continued, “I’m proud of you Alyson. Today is the first day of you being a well-behaved girl.” She then turned to Mark again, “Of course, you can introduce any other rules you see fit, and so will I. But for now, I think we disciplined our girl enough. Alyson, you can close your legs now, and go wait in the corner where Daria is. Assume the same position as she, hands behind the head, but I also want you to spread your legs so that your dirty hole is visible and bend over a little, so that everyone can see your shame and the consequences of a naughty behavior.”

Like they didn’t see everything already, Alyson thought. She raised, quickly rubbing her bums. She wanted to rub her pussy as well, as it was still tingling from her mom’s slaps, but she stopped in the last moment. No touching, that was the rule. And then she started walking towards her sister who was still silently standing in the corner.

“Daria,” her mom called, “your turn.”

As she said that, a door bell rang. Both Alyson and Daria panicked.

“Oh, for God’s sake,” her mom mumbled, walking out of the room, “who’s ringing at this hour?”

Then a doorbell ringed again and they heard a distant voice from the outside, “This is the police, we were called by your neighbors who heard some screams from your apartment. Please open.”

Double Trouble – Chapter 1

Posted by Tamed Girl on February 7, 2025

Nancy was almost an hour early, but she wasn’t concerned much. It was Friday evening, and even though her bus arrived earlier than scheduled, and taxi ride afterwards being as smooth as possible due to mostly empty streets, she was certain that Dawny and Simon are home. They must be, she thought, they’re not a couple that would go anywhere unless forced to. She was so excited about finally meeting them in person. Well, she went with Dawny in the same high school, a lifetime ago. They talked a bit, but never much as they were never close friends. After the high school they went separate ways, Dawny pursuing degree in math while she opted to study languages. And that should be it, right? Nah, the life had different plans for them. They started to talk again few months ago, after almost 10 years, both now being in early 30s, and they found they have some much in common. It started with sharing some memes on Instagram, but soon enough, the messages become longer, and eventually turned into long audio messages and even calls. They both enjoyed reading books, which was the main thing that reconnected them, but soon they discovered much more things they share, like witty humor, anxiety, complicated relationships, and much more.

Soon enough, they started to chat every evening, talking about everything, including their relationships and sex life. Dawny was in a long relationship with Simon who was few years older than her, more than 5 years now, and they were living together, planning for the future. On the other hand, Nancy was currently single, working as a part time professor on college, and was enjoying flirting with both her male and female colleagues from work. And with her students as well, although she was always shy about it. She was looking younger that her actual age which resulted in her students feeling more comfortable around her than around older assistants and professors. She didn’t prefer longer relationships and rather enjoyed casual one-nighters after an evening spent in local pubs. Even though all her longer relationships were with men, she discovered that she enjoyed women company more in recent years. When she started to chat more regularly with Dawny, she spent many nights imagining them cuddling beneath the sheets, and was sure Dawny had similar thoughts as well. However, with time, their affection became platonic, and now they were just very good friends. After months of planning due to both of them having tight schedules, they found a weekend where both were free, and they agreed that Nancy should come to visit and meet both Dawny and Simon in person.

So, there she was, a bit tired after a long day of work and then bus ride, but overexcited to finally meet them both and spend whole weekend talking to Dawny about everything. She exited the elevator and climbed last couple of stairs to their apartment, carrying her luggage in one hand and backpack in the other. Dawny and Simon lived on the 8^th floor in a building, but luckily for her some older man exited the main door at the same time when she arrived, so he held the door for her, sparing her from using the intercom. She took a deep breath, starting to smile already and rang the bell. And… Ten seconds later, nothing happened. Her smile faltered a bit and she rang again. Again, nothing. She reached for her phone to call Dawny, but then she heard steps from behind the door. It was faster pace, almost like running. Few seconds later she heard the door unlocking and then Dawny appeared with a huge smile and they both hugged, talking simultaneously.

“Heeeey.”

“You’re finally here.”

“You look so great.”

“Why didn’t you call me?”

“Oh my god, you didn’t change one bit since the high school.”

“It has been so loooong…”

“Look at you…”

And then they both stopped, looked at each other and burst into laugh.

“No seriously, why didn’t you call me to pick you up?” Dawny asked her, reaching for her luggage and ushering Nancy inside. “Never mind, don’t just stand there, come in.”

“I wanted to surprise you,” Nancy answered. “And I knew that there’s no way that you two would go out anywhere when you can just chill at home.”

“Yes, chilling…” Dawny mumbled, absently rubbing her bottom, but then smiled and continued. “Look at you! You look so much better than on the photos.”

“Oh, shut it, look who’s talking,” Nancy laughed. “You look amazing as well; you would fit perfectly among my students.”

“Oh, I would looove to be one of your students,” Dawny smirked and they both laughed again, looking at each other with broad smiles.

Nancy was taller than Dawny, a bit bulkier and had longer and thicker legs with a curvy butt and busty and round breasts. She was very shy though, so she preferred not to attract any attention with her physical appearance, and was therefore wearing a knee-high loose dress with a floral pattern and a comfy converse sneakers. She was a natural redhead with green eyes and a long and curvy hair. She also had some freckles over her nose and cheeks whose number drastically increased during the summer although she avoided sun as much as possible due to her pale skin. She also preferred not to wear any make-up and her hair was usually loose.

On the other hand, Dawny was a petite girl who had to wear high heels if she was to reach Nancy’s height. It seemed like she never lacked energy, always joking and running around, so eventually she started going to gym which resulted in both her legs being tight and butt being firm and perky. She looked at least 10 years younger than she was, and was preferring to wear oversized hoodies, black jeans and to tie her long brown hair with pink highlights into a pony tail. She wore B-sized bra and preferred sneakers over high-heels. The most distinctive detail on her were her big and round gray eyes and a puppy look which she used to get her way. In rare occasions she wore anime-like makeup that emphasized her eyes and cropped t-shirts with a hentai prints like “waifu material” or “good girls have bad knees”.

“So, how was your trip?” Dawny asked, taking Nancy’s jacket at the same time.

“Oh, you know me,” Nancy answered, going down to take her shoes off. “Give me a book and I can endure any struggle.” She took a book from her rucksack. “I’m reading ’A Sword of Kaigen’ now.” Nancy was all into Asian culture and was devouring books, anime and manga at the frightening pace. “It’s about a woman who was a warrior but is now a mother, and her struggles with both her family and her past.”

“Ohhh, I must read that,” Dawny took it and started to go through it. But then heard steps approaching. “Simon, look, Nancy arrived, come say hi.”

Her boyfriend appeared few moments later. Simon was of average height and had a bulky appearance one would have with regular gym visits. He was easy to smile, although smile often didn’t reach his eyes. Nancy suspected he was the main reason for Dawny and him not going out more, as he also preferred books to cafes and restaurants.

“Hello and welcome,” he said, reaching to grasp Nancy’s hand. “I’m glad you’re finally here as Dawny wouldn’t shut up about you for the whole week.” They shook hands and Nancy noticed he had a very firm grip, a feature she always respected, especially when it comes to men.

“Oh, shush you,” Dawny elbowed him, and blushing at the same time. “He’s exaggerating.”

“Well, I certainly couldn’t wait to see you,” Nancy smiled, and then continued. “Well, both of you, of course, but you know that I love girls more.” And they both giggled. “No, seriously now,” she continued, “Dawny is officially my platonic love.”

“Yes, we now share only books,” Dawny showed Simon a book she was still holding. “Not bed.”

“Oh, I have no problem at all,” Simon smiled, “You can share whatever you want.” And then he straightened a bit and put a hand on Dawny’s shoulder. “Dawny, let Nancy unpack and rest a bit. In the meantime, we need to finish what we started.”

Dawny looked at him confused, “You can’t be serious? We can continue it any other day.”

“I don’t think that’s an option,” Simon replied. And they stared at one another for few seconds.

“But it’s rude to leave a guest alone,” Dawny was now looking between Nancy and Simon.

“Oh, now you offend me by calling me a guest,” Nancy smiled. “I’ll be perfectly fine. You two finish whatever you were doing.” she teased Dawny with a twinkle in her eye and a big smile.

Dawny looked at Simon once more and came closer to him. “But she’ll hear.” she said with a lower voice so only Simon could hear, while Nancy was going through her backpack.

“Do you really care?” he whispered. And no, Dawny knew deep inside her that she didn’t care. Actually, it even excited her a bit. So, she just lowered her eyes and shook her head. Then she turned to Nancy, took her by the hand and led her to a living room.

“Make yourself at home,” she said, and pointed to a door on the left wall. “The kitchen is right there, please feel free to take whatever refreshment or food you need.” And then she pointed to the door on the other side of room. “And a bathroom is there.” She then hugged Nancy once more. “I’m so glad you’re finally here, we have so much to talk about.” And then she let her go and started walking down the hall where Simon already disappeared. “We’ll be back soon, and then we can talk until sunrise.”

“Have no worry about me,” Nancy responded, already starting to go towards bathroom. “You two take all the time you need. I know I came a bit earlier, sorry about that.”

“No no no, everything is perfectly fine,” Nancy heard Dawny’s voice from down the hallway, and then heard a door closing.

Nancy continued to unpack her bag, pulling out several books, pajama, towel, toothbrush, hand and face creams. She kept shirts, dresses and underwear in the bag, and then went to a bathroom. She started to wash her hands when she heard a very faint *smack*. She just ignored it, and continue to wash her face. Soon she finished and closed the tap. She was looking at her reflection in the mirror when again, a faint *smack*, coming from the distance, a bit stronger as there was no running water to muffle the sound. Now she was certain she hasn’t imagined it.

That’s weird, she thought. She dried her hands and then unclipped her C cup sized bra and removed it from under the dress. She felt instant relief after a whole day of wearing it.

*Smack*

Now she was curious. She disregarded her creams and stepped outside, trying not to make any noise.

*Smack*

This time she was sure it was coming from the hallway where Dawny and Simon went. She smiled, thinking it must be some kind of foreplay. Then she suddenly felt dirty for overhearing that.

“It’s none of your business,” she mumbled. “You had your chance for a naughty time day before yesterday with that cutie after class and you were too shy to even approach her. Now suffer in silence.”

She started to look around for any kind of wardrobe where she might put the rest of her clothes when she heard it again.

*Crack*

She was trying to ignore it. Now she was looking at the bookcases. There were several of those, all full of nicely stacked books, and she was attracted to those like a moth to a flame.

*Crack*

She decided to put her headphones and lose herself in books, but when she reached for the headphones she put on the table, there was another *SMACK*, this time louder and followed by some faint moans. Now she was a bit worried about what was happening. Dawny never gave her any reason to believe there was violence in her relationship, but she read a lot about girls being in denial about that.

*SMACK* followed again by muffled groans.

She then decided to approach slowly and try to determine what was happening. She was wearing socks so she hoped she won’t make any noise. Her heartrate was slowly increasing as she slowly approached the room at the end of a hallway, step by step.

*CRACK* and then more groans, this time a bit louder. It seemed like someone was trying not to be heard. Or had something in mouth. Nancy hoped it was the first one. The door was closed, of course, but there was a keyhole below the door handle and by light going through it, it seemed that no key was in it on the other side. I guess there’s no need for keys when you live alone with your partner, she thought. Now she faced a dilemma. Was she really so worried to try to peek through the keyhole? It felt so dirty and voyeuristic. And she would die on the spot if she was discovered. What would she even say? There was no justification for spying on her friends.

*SMACK* followed by “Mmmmhgghhhh”.

“That’s it,” Nancy said to herself. “If he’s beating her for any reason, I need to know and I’ll talk to her afterwards.”

Her heart racing like never before, she slowly crouched, trying to make no sound and peeked through the keyhole. The radius was small, but she could clearly see both of them as they were few meters from the door, and luckily for her, directly in front of it. She gasped in surprise and then silently covered her mouth in fear of being heard.

Dawny was there with her jeans lowered to her ankles and her pink panties being around her knees. Her cropped shirt was barely reaching her belly button, so she was completely nude from her waist down. Her ass was covered in several pink and red stripes. And she was facing Simon and whispering something to him while holding both her hands behind her head. He was fully dressed, and was looking at her, slowly nodding while holding a leather belt in one hand. Then suddenly he slightly jerked his head and Dawny slowly turned around. Nancy wasn’t sure whether the slowness was due to her being afraid of what was coming or due to her panties being around her knees. She was now exposing her red bottom to him, watching straight ahead with hands still behind her head. Nancy’s pulse quickened even more. There were some nights where she fantasized about her and Dawny and she went through all Dawny’s photos on social networks, admiring her lean figure. But not even in her wildest dreams she imagined to see her like this, with her ass bared and vulnerable. She saw Simon whispering something, and then Dawny spreading her legs even more, bending forward. This pushed her ass even more out and she was now completely exposed to him, in a pose like teasing him to punish her. Nancy couldn’t move her eyes from Dawny’s ass so she didn’t see Simon taking a swing.

*SMACK*

Belt connected to Dawny’s ass and Nancy yelped in shock. She saw Dawny immediately straightening and trying not to cry out in pain, only some moaning letting through her teeth. That’s what those muffled sounds were which she was hearing right after the smacks. Dawny then started to do a little dance from one foot to another, to relieve the pain Nancy guessed, still keeping her heads behind her head. Nancy imagined how hard was to suppress the urge to rub the sore bums. And then a wilder thought appeared in her mind, her rubbing Dawny’s bums. Dawny’s legs were apart all the time, preventing the panties from falling to the ground. And then a most surprising thing happened. Dawny turned around, approached to Simon and kissed him. He then lowered his other arm and was gently rubbing her bums. Then she broke the kiss and started to tell him something which Nancy couldn’t hear. He was nodding, and after like 20 seconds, again, jerked his head, and Dawny let a brief sigh which seemed to be a frustration, and turned around.

Again, she bent over, and suddenly, all Nancy could see was the curvy line going from Dawny’s lower back and then making a smooth transition to her perfectly round and petite ass. At the same time, Nancy was wondering why her panties were around her knees. Was it so that Dawny must keep her legs apart, or was that some additional part of the punishment, like more humiliation? Although Nancy couldn’t think of much more humiliating scene then being spanked naked by your partner. She always preferred more vanilla stuff like cuddling, kissing, and then slow sex, ideally in the dark, when all senses are elevated. This was… well, so out in the open, where everything could be seen.

*SLACK*

Again, Dawny jumped, and even her hands instinctually going towards her bums before she remembered to put them back behind her head. She hissed, clearly each next spank being more painful and therefore harder for her to control her groaning. Nancy has never been spanked in her life, not as a child and certainly not later when she started dating. She read a lot of dark fantasies and erotic stories, even writing some herself, but never thought this was a real deal for some people. It seemed both painful, degrading, humiliating and over the line. But why was she so compelled watching Dawny’s bare ass being spanked. She felt no compassion towards her, as clearly this was voluntarily. Was it just that she never tried any BDSM stuff and therefore was judging without any solid ground for her arguments?

In the meantime, Dawny again approached Simon, and started to kiss him, whispering something between the kisses. At the same time, he grabbed her butt cheek with his left hand and squeezed. Dawny moaned while not breaking the kiss, and Nancy felt the urge to put her tongue in Dawny’s mouth. Her inner whispers about being voyeur and this whole situation being completely inappropriate were becoming less and less vocal. He kept his hand on her bum, clearly still squeezing, while Dawny started to rhythmically move her hips in circles.

After some time, Nancy wasn’t sure how much has passed as she couldn’t track time properly anymore, Dawny moved away again and turned her back on Simon. Nancy felt a bit of regret that she turned clockwise, leaving her without a clear look on Dawny’s pussy. She couldn’t believe what was going though her head as she was clear that they were just good friends, nothing more. Why was then this such a turn on for her? When Dawny turned, this time she shook her leg, and then another, letting her jeans fall on the floor. And then she bent even lower and spread her legs as much as her panties allowed her. Nancy was speechless. She was not sure whether she imagined or Dawny even wiggled her bums a bit, like inviting him to spank her. Nancy felt so dirty looking at her friend being spanked naked, but she just couldn’t force herself to even close her eyes, much less go away. This time Nancy saw Simon taking a swing, and was terrified that it seemed he didn’t hold back.

*CRACK*

Nancy was prepared this time, so she didn’t let any sound. But Dawny couldn’t keep her mouth shut, and a loud squeak escaped her lips. Her bums were now bright red with another red stripe quickly appearing over both her cheeks. Dawny again started to both dance and do some weird attempts at squats, clearly not being allowed to rub her ass. Due to Dawny movements, Nancy now saw glimpses of her pussy, enough to see Dawny was completely shaved down there. And then, Nancy was suddenly imagining going down slowly on Dawny, exploring every inch of her with her tongue. She imagined how Downy’s pussy would taste like, how smooth Dawny’s skin would feel under her lips. She would be kissing her down there, listening to her moans steadily increasing, and then slowly, very slowly, she would part those lips and…

Nancy shook her head quickly, not banishing those fantasies but storing them for later. At the same time she was feeling excited and disgusted at herself for ruining someone else’s privacy and also hating herself for not being able to stop. When she returned to peek through the keyhole, she saw Simon looking straight towards her. Her world froze.

“Would you prefer to keep your distance?” he asked, “Or, would you like to join us?”

Cindy’s Vacation – Chapter 2

Posted by Tamed Girl on July 18, 2024

Cindy looked again through the window and there were some teenagers further down, looking upwards toward her. They had both their hands raised; one shielded their eyes from the sun while they pointed at her with the other. Cindy squeaked again and moved away from the window.

“I couldn’t care less who’s down there.” Eric said. “If you haven’t been fussing around, we would already be over with it.” He approached to her and pointed towards the window. “Now, go back there, smile and ask me for another five spanks.” He paused for a bit and then continued. “And bend over and stick that butt out more.”

“Eric, there are people outside.” Cindy pleaded. “Please, let’s go to the bedroom, you can redden my ass there as much as you want. But please don’t make me go there half-naked. I’ll end up on social media.”

“Are you really going to test my patience further?” Erik was looking at her without blinking. Cindy suddenly felt so small. “No sir.” She replied. She slowly went back to the window, feeling heat rising from her neck towards her cheeks. Red with embarrassment, she looked him and smiled. She managed to convince herself that as long as she didn’t look through the window, the people down there would leave.

“Can I have final five spanks on my bare ass, please, sir?” Then, she continued, the words leaving her mouth without even thinking about them. “I’ve been a naughty little girl that deserves to be punished and publicly shamed.”

“I see you’re starting to enjoy all of this.” Eric was smiling. “Now, turn around, split the legs further apart and bend over.”

She did exactly what was asked of her, bending as much as she could. This way she desperately tried to hide her pussy from the strangers outside. She had her eyes closed as she couldn’t bare the thought of someone seeing her getting spanked.

*SMACK* “OUCH!” *SMACK* “OOOUCH!” *CRACK* “OOOUUU!” *SMACK* “AAAAAIIII!” *SLAP* “OUIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”

She felt her ass burning, and was stomping with her feet on the ground, doing some kind of dance to get some relief from the pain. The last one really hurt and tears started to form in her eyes, but she didn’t know whether it was from embarrassment, pain or both. She didn’t dare look back at her ass, but she imagined it being all crimson with red stripes across both of her butt cheeks. Cindy immediately backed away from the window, sat on couch, and then yelped again when her ass stung with the pain, so she stood again, rubbing her bums, looking accusingly at Eric.

“Oh, your pure red bum-bums. They must really hurt.” He said with a comforting voice. “Come here so I can touch them and see how warm they are.”

Cindy nervously came to him and he hugged her, one hand caressing her hair while the other slightly caressing her butt cheeks. She put her head on his shoulder, letting him comfort her. Her ass stung a lot, but she convinced herself that she deserved it. It was, after all, how he showed he loved her. By taking care of her.

“They are so hot and red.” Eric said, still massaging her bums. “But that’s how we teach bad girls to obey their promises.”

She just sniffed and buried her head in his chest, finally feeling safe and loved. After some time, Eric looked at the couch, seeing a small wet spot where Cindy had sat few minutes ago. He immediately moved his hand from her bums to her pussy, moving fingers through her hair, and starting to go lower. This immediately caused Cindy to shiver.

“Hah, I knew it! You’re all wet down there.” He continued to brush her pussy with her fingers. “You were enjoying every moment of it, didn’t you?”

Cindy blushed even more, intentionally avoiding to look him in the eyes. She did like it, but she couldn’t force herself to speak it loudly. What was wrong with her? Being spanked on bare ass, like a little child, and enjoying it. And even worse, the more her butt stung, the more she felt a strange feeling buzzing inside of her, craving for more.

Eric interrupted her thoughts. “You don’t have to answer me, I got all the answers I need down there.” He continued to explore her pussy with her fingers. “And that’s where you want me right now, am I right?”

Not waiting for an answer, he started to rub her, slowly, and then faster and faster, while she started to moan, not even caring that her bare ass was turned towards the window. Her knees started to buckle and her breathing intensified as his fingers started to move faster, approaching her clit.

“Mmmmmmm, oh God, yes, yes, mmmmmmm.” Cindy was moaning louder and louder, her body started to twist, her legs to spread even more to allow Eric’s fingers full access to her clit. All of a sudden, she felt his fingers furiously rubbing her clit, and at the same time her back arched, her body starting to shake. “FUCK, OH GOD, YES, YES, I’m cum…. WHAT THE HELL?” She shouted as Eric suddenly stopped rubbing her pussy and was just looking smugly at her.

“You don’t get to enjoy this day, or to better phrase it, you don’t get to cum until it’s time. And the time will be when I say it.” He smiled and she suddenly felt the urge to punch him in the face. “Now, go back to your position.”

“NO FUCKING WAY!” she screamed at him. “You said it was over, and I’m not letting you spank me anymore.” She turned her head, seeing those teenagers still being there. “Especially not with those perverts outside watching.”

Eric remained calm, which somehow infuriated her even more. “I said the first part is done. Soon, we will be done with the whole session.” He looked her in the eyes. “Now, are you still arguing, or will you let me enjoy my birthday present?”

Cindy never felt so frustrated. So close to cum, her ass reddened and itching. Her pussy throbbed as well, pussy lips swollen, same as her clit. And maybe even somebody recorded me for God’s sake! But she decided to finish this, whatever this was. She could endure it. So, she turned on her heel once again, presenting him with her red ass. She closed her eyes again, as she still couldn’t look through the window. The humiliation was too much for her to bare.

“Take your hands off your head and take each butt cheek with one hand.” Cindy did as was asked of her and slightly winced at the pain she felt when she touched her cheeks. “That’s good.” She heard Eric saying. “Now, I want you to spread them as much as you can.”

Cindy started to get really angry. “Seriously? Now you just want to humiliate me as much as possible? It’s not even funny anymore.”

But she did what he asked of her. She slowly split her legs again, bent over and pulled her butt cheeks apart as much as she could. She felt her anus being exposed and she immediately felt so humiliated. No girl should be exposing her butt crack like this, she thought. She felt so vulnerable, and what was even worse, she was exposing her crack to him voluntarily. She heard him leaving the room, and then few moments later, coming back. Suddenly, she felt a poke between her cheeks, right at her crack.

“What is this I’m touching right now?” he asked.

“You know what it is!”

“I do, but I want you to say it.”

Cindy started to burn from shame. “Come ooooon, don’t make me more embarrassed, pleeaase!”

“Say it!” he insisted, still touching her crack.

“It’s… It’s a bumhole.” she whispered.

“Whose?” Now he was circling his finger around the edges of her hole.

“Mine. It’s my bumhole, ok? Happy now?”

“Do you like it when I touch your bumhole?” Now he was tapping it. She shuddered.

“Are you serious? No, it’s embarrassing. You know I hate it when you touch me down there. It’s dirty!” She was almost on verge of tears.

*SMACK*

“OUEEEEEEEE” Before she managed to turn around and say anything, he interrupted her.

“Keep spreading your cheeks! And answer me again. Do you like it when I touch your bumhole?”

Cindy hated what she said next, but nevertheless, she said it anyway as there was only one right answer. “Yes, yes, I do!”

“You do what?” Now he started to probe her crack. She couldn’t believe what was happening.

“Yes, I like when you touch my bumhole!” She couldn’t believe what she was saying.

“That’s a good girl. Now, I’ve brought a nice wooden spoon.” He waited a few moments, then continued. “I want you to ask me, politely of course, to spank your bumhole.”

“NO WAY!” she shouted. “It would hurt too m…”

*CRACK* the spoon landed over her crack.

“OUCH OUCH OUCH, OH GOD!” she felt her crack pulsing with pain. She managed not to release her cheeks, but she started to make circular movements with her hands, resulting in her anus opening and closing. The pain was so much worse than when she was just regularly spanked.

“Yes, I know it hurts, but we cannot let any part of your ass to go unpunished, can we?” Eric responded. “Look how pale is your asshole. Ok, you cannot see it, but I can. We really should redden it so that it matches the color of your bum-bums.”

Cindy felt her head spinning. “Yes… No… I don’t know, just finish it please!”

“You didn’t ask, nor thanked me. So, unfortunately, not counting this one as well.” And then he continued. “And you better hurry, I see the crowd below getting larger.”

Cindy didn’t dare looking, keeping her eyes firmly shut. But she hoped they couldn’t see much due to her being bent over forward and still wearing a shirt. “No no NO!” She started to tremble. “Please let’s finish this in a bedroom, PLEASE ERIC.” she pleaded.

“No way. Now ask me for another one”

“Oh God, oh God, ok, ok…” I’ll be a good girl, the thought. I can do this. “Please spank my bumhole… I mean, spank my bumhole for being naughty, please!” She couldn’t believe what she was saying.

*CRACK* The spoon landed again right on her exposed asshole.

“OHHHHHHHH!” she gasped. “Th.. Thank you for spanking me! Please give me another one!”

She was now in some kind of trance, spreading her cheeks even more, like that will speed the things up. She couldn’t even start to process the shame she was feeling of her bumhole being spanked while some random perverts were looking at her.

*SMACK* Her poor crack was now involuntarily winking when she squeezed her bums from all the pain she was feeling.

“OUUUUUIIIIIII!”

Cindy now started to openly cry, mostly from shame she was feeling of asking such things. Her bumhole felt like it was teared apart. However, she felt wetness going down her thighs. This was turning her on. A lot! No way, she thought. No way I’m so deranged. But the feeling that slowly started to prevail was not a pain she was feeling but the need to rub her pussy and have an orgasm. And then to continue rubbing herself until she passed out.

“Please punish my exposed asshole for being naughty little brat. I surely deserved it.” What she just said? Is she becoming insane?

*CRACK* *SMACK* *SLAP* *WHACK* *THWACK*

Cindy barely registered the pain. She fell on her knees, spread her legs, crying and furiously rubbing her clit. She must cum now or she would die!

“Oh no, you don’t get to do that yet.” Eric pulled her up by her arm, her legs trembling and shaking. She still tried to clumsily rub her pussy with her left hand.

“NOOOOOO” she screamed, trying to pull away from him. “Let me cum, please, let me cum, I deserved it!”

“Soon.” he said. “Now, open your eyes.”

Cindy felt like slowly waking up from a dream. She opened her eyes, and the moment she did that, she saw a bunch of teenagers holding their phones, grinning and waving to her.

“FUCK!” She immediately tried to hide both her pussy and face, turning away from the window, but then remembering her butt was exposed, so she just turned away and tried to run towards the bedroom.

“No no no” Eric was still holding her hand firmly. “You still have one more thing to do before this is over.”

“Please Eric, let me GO.” she cried. “I did all you asked, my whole butt is red, my asshole is burning, and I feel so horny and embarrassed.”

“Shut up and listen, or we can begin all over again.” He looked through the window. “I’m sure those guys would love it.”

She opened her mouth to argue but then thought better of it, and closed it, looking him with mixture of rage and impatience.

“That’s a good girl.” He let go of her hand. “I want you to go to the window, turn your ass to them, bend over, spread your bums with your hands and wink them few times with your asshole. Then you’re free to go to the bedroom where you’ll have some time to rub yourself and I’ll even help you with some extra toys I prepared.”

Cindy was mortified. “You can’t be serious? They’ll record me.” And then she added. “Eric, I’ll end up on every social media and porn site that exists.”

“Don’t be so dramatic. It’s a foreign country, nobody knows you and there is countless number of girls doing all sort of stuff online, so you won’t be noticed by anybody.”

She was still unsure. “Yea, I guess, but still…” But she so desperately needed to cum, that there was no way it would end with her walking away. “Ok, I do this and then I’m free?”

“Not at all, but you’re finished with this. So, you can do what I asked right now, or I’ll drag you there and spank you until your butt is not red but purple. And then you’ll do it anyway.”

Cindy couldn’t imagine her ass being spanked again, it already hurt so much! “Ok ok, I’ll do it, just don’t spank me anymore.”

She turned around, faced the window and slowly started to approach it. She couldn’t even lift her eyes, so once again, she kept them closed. Even through closed windows, she could now hear cheering from the outside. Slowly, absolutely petrified, she turned around again, reached back and spread her cheeks as wide as she could. The cheering increased. She then started to squeeze and release her bumhole. She was trying not to think what a view she must have been to those kids outside. Presenting both her hairy pussy and then her asshole. Not to mention fully red bottom. She kept thinking about how she was going to rub herself to oblivion in couple of minutes. Finally, she spread her asshole as wide as possible for the last time, and then started running towards the bedroom, wetness both in her eyes and between her legs.

Cindy’s Vacation – Chapter 1

Posted by Tamed Girl on July 8, 2024

“Bye love, I’m going out, and will be back in couple of hours.” Cindy said to her boyfriend while looking for her shoes.

“Where are you going?” Eric asked.

“Oh, for fucks sake, I told you like 100 times already.” Patience was never Cindy’s strong side even though she was 32. Repeating the same thing over and over again was so frustrating. “I couldn’t manage to go to beauty salon before we went on holiday, so I found a salon here and reserved the Brazilian in an hour from now.” She finally found her shoes. “And I’m gonna be late if you keep stalling me.”

Eric stood up from the couch and approached her. “And do you maybe remember those gift cards you gave me for my birthday last December?”

She looked up at him, confused. “Sure I do, you never used them. What’s that have to do with me going out?”

“Well, I want to use the one where it says that you’ll answer yes to everything I ask or say.”

“What, like right now?”

“Yup.”

“But I need to go to depilation, I feel awful and it’s like forest down there. You don’t know what it’s like when you have a bush during the summer.”

Eric had that smirk on his face which she found so adorable. “And that’s the very reason I want to use the card right now.”

“Oh God, seriously…? You want to see me in this state? Like I’m not already unattractive enough.” That was far from truth, but Cindy had always been harsh on herself. She was 5’3 and had strong thigs and a bubbly butt which was her main feature, although it aways produced her problems when choosing the right jeans. On the other hand, her tummy was always flat and even 6 pack could be seen under right light, she never liked her legs, nor that she’s being short. Finally, her boobs were small and perky, and she usually still imagined herself as being a teen and that’s why she often dyed her hair in various colors. At this time, she had pink and blond highlights on her natural long brownish hair. There were still situations where people in stores asked her for ID, both due to her figure and a cute face with big round eyes.

“Yup, I’m dead serious. And that card says I have every right to ask whatever I want from you.” Erik replied. “And right now, I want you to ignore the depilation treatment and get naked from the waist down. You may keep the top. For now, at least.” He was grinning.

Cindy sighted with frustration. “Ok, ok, fine, I’ll do it.” She started to pull down her jeans, and few seconds later her pink panties. Then she straightened, lower half naked, except for socks she was still wearing. There was an enormous brown bushy triangle which she tried to unconsciously hide with her hands. She really didn’t feel comfortable, nor sexy, in this state. She felt slight breeze between her legs due to draft running in the apartment which make her feel more exposed than usual.

“Remove socks as well.” Eric said. “And then I want you to put on those black high-heels we packed in case we go somewhere fancy.”

Cindy was getting more and more nervous, entirely self-conscious of her state down there. “Oh come on, like it matters which shoes I’ll wear when you just want to fuck me.”

“Yes, it does. Now do it.”

She went to the large suitcase in the corner and bent over, starting to look for the shoes.

*SMACK* She suddenly felt her right ass cheek burning from the slap. She was used to random spanks, but usually they happened during the sex.

“OUUUCH. Seriously? You couldn’t wait until I’m ready?”

“I couldn’t resist.” he responded “Now, hurry up.”

And then he started slapping her ass while she tried to dig out the shoes.

“OW, OW, OW, I can’t concentrate, stop, OUCH, OWW” Cindy wiggled her butt, trying to amortize the hits while frenetically searching for the shoes. “Ok, ok, here are they, now let me put them on.”

When she was finished, she stood up and looked at him challengingly. She felt a bit better and sexier now that she gained some height due to high-heels.

“Now what? Are you gonna fuck me in these?” She smiled “Not the worst idea you had, but you could at least let me shave myself first, it’s like jungle out there and I don’t feel comfortable at all.”

Eric was still remarkably calm. “In time, maybe… We’ll see.” And then he got more serious. “Now, put the hands behind your head.”

When she obeyed, he came to her and started to caress her pussy hair which immediately made Cindy really uncomfortable.

“Can you please stop doing it, you know how much I hate when I’m unshaved.”

His voice was stern. “I couldn’t care less, not with that birthday card being in play.” And then he grasped her bush with one hand and started to lead her towards the window. “Now, come with me.”

Cindy didn’t even realize what was happening at first. “Wait, ouch, what are you… Ouch, slow down…” And then she realized where were they going and instinctively went to cover herself.

“Don’t you dare to lower your hands or there will be consequences.”

“Fine, ouch, just, be careful, my pussy starts to throb and itch.” She said, becoming nervous and feeling the desperate need to scratch herself down there.

He ignored her complaints and led her all the way to the window. The house they were staying at was close to the beach, and the window had shutters pulled down to keep the summer heat out as much as possible. The windows were also from top to bottom, allowing tourists magnificent view during the sunset. She however complained that anybody could see them through the windows due to pedestrian zone being close, like 20 meters away and couple of meters below their apartment.

“Now, I want you to face the window.”

She did that and stood there, watching the closed shutters. Her butt was slightly pink from the brief spanking few minutes ago. She already had tan lines from being on the beach for couple of days, which made her butt more pale compared to the rest of her.

He was now caressing her ass “I told you those gym classes will pay off. Look at those firm round cheeks. It’s like they’re begging me to redden them more.” He then spanked her lightly. “Not to mention that high-heels are exposing your bums even more.”

“Please don’t lie to me, you know how I feel insecure about my ass and thighs.” She never liked someone giving her compliments. It all seemed so fake.

“Good that you’ve mentioned thighs, now spread those legs further… further… Yup, that should do it.”

She was now standing with legs widely spread, her hands behind her back, naked from the waist down. For some reason she even felt more naked when she had just a shirt than when she was all nude. Eric started to lift the curtains,

“NO, STOP” she suddenly screamed, panicking. “What are you doing?”

“Lifting the curtains of course, so the world can see a naughty girl being punished.”

“No no no, please Eric, don’t, someone may see me.”

She started to turn around, slightly blushing from embarrassment.

Suddenly, his voice was quiet. “If you turn around, I’ll consider our deal off and your gift card worthless.”

Cindy stopped, open-mouthed, then gulped and turned back towards the window. She would not ruin his birthday gift. When the curtains were lifted, she could see bunch of people of all ages striving towards the beach. Luckily, nobody was turning nor looking backwards, towards where their apartment was and where she was standing, legs spread and her bush being exposed. She blushed even more, silently praying that nobody will turn and see her.

“Good girl.” He caressed her hair. “Now, I want you to thank me for each spank.” And then he started to remove the leather belt from his jeans.

Cindy rolled her eyes. “Oh, how inventive…” and then she realized what he was holding in hand and started to panic. “Wait, you are NOT going to spank me with a belt?”

“Sure I will.” he responded. “And you will thank me after each hit.”

She was slightly trembling now, both from excitement and from fear. She liked being spanked, and this has often happened during sex, but it was always more about showing that she’s the sub than about actual brute force.

“Ok, just… don’t hit me hard, we need to go to a beach later and I cannot go if my ass is fully red. All my swimming suits are bikinis.”

“Let me worry about that.” he said. “Now, what you’ll say after each hit is: thank you for spanking me over my bare ass for being naughty. Can I please have another one, sir?”

Cindy rolled her eyes again and looked at him, pleading. “Come ooooon, that is soooo embarrassing.”

“I know, but those are the rules. If you don’t say it properly, or move from the window, game over.” And then he continued. “Also, I expect you to look me in the eyes over the shoulder when you thank me.”

She firmly decided not to break the rules and endure whatever was coming, if nothing else, then from the pure spite. She even bent a bit more to the front, to tease him, exposing her butt for him.

*CRACK*

“OUUUUUCHHHHHH” She even jumped a little, immediately started to rub her burning bums, and started to turn around towards him. Her ass was on fire.

“NOW LISTEN YOU BAST…”

He didn’t even flinch “You moved, so that one doesn’t count. You also didn’t say what was agreed.” He looked her straight in the eyes. “Should I add one additional as a penalty, or you’ll be a good girl, turn your ass back, bend over and take the punishment you deserve for being a naughty?”

She looked at her ass, and her eyes widened when she saw a straight red stripe over both her cheeks. It hurt as bad as it looked.

“But that was waaaay over the line. My butt feels like it’s on fire.” Then she looked at him judgingly. “You have never spanked me that hard.” She was still rubbing her bums.

He smiled at that. “I know, but I just like it so much when your ass is red. And you often complained I don’t spank you hard enough. So, let’s see how this goes.” And then he leaned over and kissed her. “I promise I’ll put on some lotion on your poor bums after we’re done.”

She snuffed a bit, turned back and yelped a little when remembered that all those people below might be watching her, being spanked and humiliated by thanking him for it. Luckily, none of them looked up.

*SMACK*

“OUUUUEEEEEE!” She was on verge of removing her hands from behind her head to rub her bums, but she managed to keep her posture. “Th… Thank you for spanking me for being naughty over my b… bare ass. Can… Can I have another one, please, sir?” These were most humiliating words she ever said, especially due to maintaining eye contact. Asking him to spank her with a belt, and even pushing her ass towards him. What was wrong with her?

*SMACK*

“UUUUUGHHHHHH” She started to dance in place from foot to foot, trying to relieve some pain. “Thank you for spanking me for being naughty over my bare ass. Can I please have another one… Sir?” She luckily remembered to add sir at the end. She didn’t want to have any more than necessary as her ass was already burning.

“Sure you can. And I also want you to smile while asking for another one.” Eric was now thoroughly enjoying the show. “Now back to position, and push your ass further towards me.” And then he stopped for a second, thinking. “And spread your legs more, I want to see your butt crack looking back at me.” Cindy hated everything related to her anus, even mentioning it. It was so un-girly like. But she complied, stretching her legs more until she could feel her butt cheeks spreading and slight breeze over her crack.

*SLAP*

“AAAAAEEEEEEHHHH” Her eyes started to water from all the burning she was feeling, but nevertheless, she turned around, forcing herself to smile and politely asking for another one. Then she looked down and saw four red stripes, covering almost all her ass and even upper parts of her thighs.

“How much more?” she asked. “It really starts to hurt and… itch. Can I just scratch myself please, I’ll be returning my hands to my head immediately?” She put on her best puppy-eyes look.

“No way, but if you bend over nicely and tell me where the itch is, and wink at me with your asshole, I’ll take care of that for you.” He responded.

She felt relieved and pushed her ass all the way towards him. She hated the next part, but she did it anyways – squeezing her anal ring for a sec, making it look like she’s winking at him. “Thanks, it’s right below the sit spot on my right c… OUUUUUUUCHHHH!” She jumped, her hands involuntarily going down to massage her ass. It was starting to get deep-red.

Eric laughed. “You’re welcome. I hope it doesn’t itch anymore.” And then he winked at her.

Cindy was furious. “Fucking bastard, I thought you would scratch me with your hand, not spank me again.” And she was still desperately rubbing her bums.

“And that one doesn’t count either.” He got more serious. “Now, because you didn’t thank me, and you also moved your hands, you’ll get five more, one after another, and then we’re done with the first part.” He tapped her slightly over the but with the end of his belt. “Now get back in position and expose that cute little butt of yours. And remember, I want your asshole looking at me all the time.”

Cindy started to answer him to go to hell, but then realized that it will be over soon, so she just gulped her words, split her butt cheeks so that her anal ring is fully visible to Eric, turned back facing the window and then squeaked, her knees bending, covering her pussy with her hands.

“SOMEBODY IS LOOKING AT ME!”