#WIPIT UP Wednesday – Do You Like Girls? #BDSM #BONDAGE

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Hello Wipsters and welcome to another edition of WORK IN PROGRESS Wednesday. What have I got for you today? More Ms Redcliffe and news about what is about to befall her at the hands of Pharmaceutical giant… Leyland Forbes. It’s going to be quite an adventure 😉

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The Ties That Bind

Do you like girls, pretty little pony, or is it only men who get you all juicy and flustered?” Her hands came down to massage her shoulders and then they traced a slow path along her shoulder blades. A short, sharp smack against her buttocks followed next and Jenny was so surprised she opened her mouth on a gasp and found it instantly filled with a torrent of water. She quickly found she had little choice but the swallow the fluid, for the spanks began to rain down in earnest.

“We need to get these pink and perfect for the shoot. There won’t be a girl alive in that room who hasn’t had a sound spanking, and whilst your tush is probably pinker than most, it won’t hurt to give it a top up, will it, Petal?” Jenny nodded her head in agreement, although she had barely listened to a word the woman had said. The hard little spanks flew down and all Jenny wanted to do was beg for more. The pain was exquisite. Her backside was so tender that each smack made its presence known and exploded like firecracker in her mind. Then the tapered end of the plug moved downwards and Adele’s heavy breasts were pushing up against her back. They were moving on to bigger and better things, it appeared.

“Time for the finale, Petal. We need to get a glorious rosy glow upon your cheeks that only comes courtesy of a damn fine orgasm. You see, for your first appearance tonight, you’re going to be airbrushed up as a ‘Carousel Horse.’ You’re going to be delightfully naked, but painted all the colours of the rainbow. You’ll still get all the trimmings you’ve been used to, so don’t worry that you’re not going to enjoy the experience. Everything that can be clamped will, we have a lovely gold bit and bridle with your name on them and the shiniest black leather saddle you have ever seen, lined with twenty-four carat gold and decorated with rubies, emeralds and the like.”

Another couple of hard spanks slammed into her backside as Jenny gargled on yet more water, desperately trying to process what the woman was trying to say. In the end she gave up, feeling the beautifully thick plug journey downwards, teasing the folds of her labia before gently working its way into gaping pussy. She swallowed another mouthful of water before she shook her head and clamped her lips together, feeling her arms tremble beneath her. Adele continued on, oblivious to her struggles.

“We’ve decided that your base colour will be black, so when we leave your sex, lips and nipples bare they were really stand out against the colour, especially when we rouge them up a little. Over the top of that, the rest of your body will be decorated in carnival colours. Think bright purple, green and blue. We’ll give you a bright red blanket, to wear under your saddle so you’re nice and comfy because you’ll be going for quite a ride this evening. The standard rules for carousel poles won’t apply for the ingenious little set up we have, but I’ll let you discover the ins and outs of that later. All you need to concentrate on right now is my fat little cock and how good it feels inside you.

And that was exactly what Jenny did. The plug was slipping inside her, working its way deeper and deeper and all Jenny could think about was her burning need to come. Finally, when it reached its maximum depth there was a sharp grunt from Adele and a long pause.

“Can you feel that, Petal?” Jenny nodded her head. Oh boy, could she feel the thing, but if she had her way, she wanted to feel a whole lot more. “Good, I want you to feel me and I’m going to make sure you feel me, because this thing is going to be slamming into to you so hard, they’re gonna feel the vibrations next door. But first, we’re going to take it nice and slow, so I can tell you all about the rest of your evening here at Leiceston Hall. We’re all very excited to be a part of this. Leyland only hosts events like this maybe once or twice a year, and when they get in full swing, they are a thing of beauty and awe.

Adele had a hand on either side of her shoulders and she’d began pumping herself slowly against Jenny’s body, grinding her breasts into the small of her back and letting the tips of her finger run up the insides of her neck. As she moved backwards her nails scraped against the delicate flesh there and this drove Jenny wild.

“Leyland’s invited a whole army of photographers in tonight. He knows he’s only got you for a limited time, so he’s making the best of it. They’re going to photograph you from every single angle possible and he’ll be able to use the prints to paint from later. Your pretty little face is going to create a stir in these parts, I can tell you. His favourite pastime is painting women in the throes of orgasm, so if you want to create a good impression, you might want to employ your very best acting skills at the point of no return. If you don’t look like you’re enjoying yourself, you just get to do it again, in any case.” The plug was moving a little faster now and the wet, slithering tendrils of Adele’s locks dragged over Jenny’s shoulders. It felt strangely erotic. The soft, squelching sound of the plug was increasing in tempo, but was going nowhere near hard or fast enough for Jenny, who wanted the impact of Adele’s body thundering into her, connecting with her prickling backside. Hadn’t Mark said to her that she would begin to crave the pain? She had a suspicious feeling that the man knew exactly what he was talking about.

Mark Matthews. As her body surged back and forth, a pair of deep mahogany eyes danced in front of her. In the last few days he’d gone from hated enemy to possible rescuer. Her only chance at rescue, she suspected. If he managed to pull some strings, she’d go from pony-girl to house-slave. Oh God, was that any better? The plug twisted and pulled at her insides. She threw her head back and let out a silent moan. Who was she kidding? Life with Matthews would not be hell. She practically lost her lower jaw ever time the man appeared before her. Serving him in the bedroom would not be an onerous chore. Serving him outside of it was going to be interesting, but that would be his problem. Her cooking and cleaning skills were non-existent. Having been a girl long obsessed with sex, she guessed that Matthews might just about have the stamina to keep up with her demands, which were increasing daily. Being out of the reach of her father would be worth just about any sacrifice, and she hazarded a guess that with a little effort and enthusiasm on her behalf, which she would not have to fake, he would be wrapped around her little finger in no time. The trouble with that scenario was she knew, without a doubt, that her father was not going to let her go that easily. He’d spent his life watching her suffer, and when the tables had finally been turned, he’d tried to get his own back in the most spectacular fashion. So what was her old man’s end game? He sure as dammit had one, and she knew from previous experience that he was a wily old bastard. Someone had something he wanted and she was a mere pawn in a rapidly unravelling thread. Unfortunately, at this moment in time she had little choice but to play her part and see where the piece of string led. She would just have to hope that she could extricate herself from the resulting mess.

 

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9 thoughts on “#WIPIT UP Wednesday – Do You Like Girls? #BDSM #BONDAGE

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  2. Gracious if this one doesn’t take the cake and the frosting too. The action between ‘Petal’ and Adele is steamy hot.
    I can see Jenny all painted up in those bright carnival colors.

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