Date: Wed, 03 Aug 2005 10:26:42 -0500
From: k c <kc453645@hotmail.com>
Subject: No Underwear part 2 lesbian authoritian

The following is a complete work of fiction, involving female-female
domination. None of the people in this story are based on any real person
or real situation. This story may not be copied for any use other than
intended by the author. Civil and kind comments may be sent to the author
at kc453645@hotmail.com

No underwear 2

      Days had passed since I had last been in Sarah's house, forced to
strip in front of her mother who smacked my butt to warn me against
wearing underwear.

      I was now wearing a new set of clothes, ones Maria had picked out
for me the day before I went back to school. All of my old clothes were
removed from my closet and dresser. In their place I was given an
assortment of tiny T-shirts, tank tops and tube tops, all which were low
scooped and short in front. There also were pieces of fabric which I did
not think were tops, just a front with ties in the back, leaving the
sides of my breasts open for view, not to mention the tops.

      And, there was an assortment of skirts, in all different sexy
designs, but all short and light, the type that would easily kick-up in
the wind. Also the kind that could easily be lifted as I soon found out.

      It started at school, where for no apparent my teacher, Miss Smith,
asked me to come up to the front of the class and start writing math
problems on the chalkboard. She never did this before, always choosing
this geeky boy who was the teacher's pet. I walked up to the front of
the class, hearing whispers from behind me as if the other kids knew what
was going on.

      I stood in front of the board and started writing what she was
saying, when all of a sudden she stopped.

      "Katie, be a dear and start from the top of the chalkboard," Miss
Smith said.

      Knowing I was not wearing underwear, I suddenly froze, knowing my
butt would show if I had to stretch to the top of the board. With no
other choice, I started writing what she said and heard gasps from the
class, as they got a full view of my shapely ass.

      At one point I had made an error and was reaching for the
chalkboard eraser when my teacher stopped talking. I stood still, not
knowing what to expect.

      "Katie, you wrote the wrong problem on the board. You need to be
punished."

      "Wha-wha-what," I stammered from being so nervous.

      "You need to get spanked for writing the wrong problem. Come over
her and lay over my lap."

      I turned around to look at the class, and saw everyone staring back
at me, their eyes in anticipation of what was to come.

      Not wanting to disappoint Maria, I walked toward Miss Smith and
started to lay down when she said, "Katie, be a dear and remove your
skirt. I don't want to fold it over and cause a crease in the fabric."

      Not wanting to see what the class looked like, I put my head down,
and with my hands eased the skirt past my hips, thighs, knees, calves,
ankles and then lifted each foot to get out of the skirt. I picked it up
and handed it to Miss Smith, who took it and placed it in her desk
drawer.

      I went over Miss Smith's lap and felt the heat emanating from her
body. It caused me to get all hot, and when the first swat of her hand
clapped against my butt I had a sense of relief rather than pain. I was
in ecstasy every time Miss Smith smacked my ass. She instructed the class
to count out loud, and when they got to 20, I was nearing an orgasm. Miss
Smith must have sensed this as she told the class to do quiet study as
she began to play with my pussy. I started cooing in delight and she told
me to be quiet, placing a handkerchief in my mouth.

      Miss Smith used her fingers to outline the folds of my vagina until
she got to my clit, which was begging to be released. Miss Smith nudged
my clit until it sprang to life, erect and wanting attention. I bit down
hard on the handkerchief, and began feeling tears of joy running down my
face. Miss Smith worked one finger, then two, then three into my tight
pussy, causing my whole body to shake as I came, slightly forgetting I
was in a math class at my school.

      When I was done, Miss Smith took the handkerchief out of my mouth
and told me to clean her hand. I licked her fingers, drawing them into my
mouth and sucking them dry. When she was satisfied with my work, Miss
Smith told me to go back to the chalkboard and continue writing math
problems.

      I stood there for the whole class, having no choice as the saw my
red butt the girl cum dripping down my inner thighs.

      I was only allowed to sit down just before the bell rang. Miss
Smith gave me my skirt and said to put it on after class. Several boys
asked me out after school, but I said I had plans.

      This went on throughout the day. One teacher asked me to pick up a
pencil she had dropped near her desk, another wanted me to get something
out of the cooler in the cafeteria for her so my nipples would be rock
hard against the thin fabric of my shirt, and another teacher insisted I
walk in front of her up three flights of stairs with her watching me and
moving me along with her hand on my butt.

      After soccer practice that day, Sarah asked me if I wanted to come
over. Without thinking of it, I said yes. When we got to her home, Maria
was waiting for us. She told us to take off our clothes and go to
Sarah's room.

      I did as she said and followed Sarah to her bedroom.

      "What do you think she wants us to do," I said.

      "I don't know," she said, her eyes looking down. "Probably
something with her friends.

      An hour had passed before Maria called for us to come down. When we
arrived at the bottom of the stairs, we were greeted by three women, all
middle-age, who Maria said were friends of hers.

      "These are my bitches that refuse to wear underwear," Maria said.
Looking at us, she said, "Sarah, Katie, don't disappoint me. Take
orders as you get them."

      We both watched as the women undressed. They were quite attractive
for being in their 40s. We were told to come forward, and the women
started feeling our bodies and touching our breast and pussies. One woman
took Sarah to a corner of the room and started going down on her, while
the two other women forced me to the floor and started manhandling me.
They inserted fingers in my pussy and my ass, and were squeezing my
nipples, all which was bringing me to orgasm.

      I started shaking as I came, and one of the women told me to lie
back as she sat on my face, ordering me to stick my tongue in her cunt. I
did as she said, darting it in and out of her folds, feeling her wetness
on my lips. When she came, she actually squirted out like a guy, and she
told me to catch it all in my mouth.

      Then I did the same for the other woman. She was bigger and had a
larger ass, which nearly smothered me. Her pussy smelled a little bit,
but I still had to perform at her request.

      Out of the corner of my eye I saw the third woman forcing a large
strap on dick into Sarah's pussy, with her mom sitting on Sarah's face,
telling her daughter how to eat her out and giving orders to the other
woman on how to fuck her daughter. The woman was going at a very quick
pace, taking all eight-inches of the strap-on out before slamming it back
all the way in. I heard Sarah squirming, which I knew was what she did
when she got really excited. I knew that she came but saw that her mom
forced her arms down with her legs, and the other woman put her own legs
on Sarah's legs, keeping her flat to the floor.

      Suddenly the women stood up, got dressed and left the home. Maria
came up to me and said, "You were a good little bitch today, Katie. Make
this your daily afternoon routine until further notice."