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BRIGIT AND PAULA
DISCIPLINARY ENGINEERS (VOL 2)
by TJ Ryder
Buxom Ballbusters Illustrated Stories
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At McMurdo Station, South Pole, the two lovely correctional workers had just
completed the introductory attitude adjustment the new world order demanded of
males who had been isolated from female control for any length of time. The mission
of the two DE's on this volunteer assignment was to make sure that the 6 young
males who had been at the South Pole on research for the last six months were docile
enough to return home without causing interruption to the new rules demanded by the
Femdom Party. So far the two beauties were quite satisfied in their first evening
at McMurdo with the results they had achieved in their makeshift discipline room with
two of the males. The leader of the males, John, was beginning to recover from a
long flogging, naked and spread-eagled on a whipping rack as he surfaced back to
full consciousness. The first thing he noticed were the two gorgeous nude females
smiling at him.
Paula, the younger of the two, smiled at her lover Brigit. "Mmmmm, he's coming
round now, darling."
Brigit, her full breasts still heaving from administering the whipping replied,
"yes, I see. Do you want your fun now?"
Paula, kissing her lover warmly, replied, "I can wait a bit, and I think you need
some attention after the flogging, as usual."
She probed her lover's mouth with her tongue, to which Brigit sighed and began
sucking eagerly.
"Yes," Brigit murmured in reply, "I do need you now, quickly, too."
Paula led her lover by the hand to the nearby couch. Sitting down, she cupped
the full round asscheeks of her lover while she nursed, alternately, on each turgid
nipple. Brigit moaned with desire as she held Paula's head in her hands, moving her
from teat to teat. Finally, Brigit sat down beside her and bent down to suck the
ample right breast of her girlfriend. She licked it with long sweeps of her warm
tongue, working her way closer to the brown erect nipple. As soon a her soft lips
encased the hard teat, she felt Paula stiffen with pleasure. Then she worked it
slowly across her tongue while cunt juice began to stream from each of their sweet
vaginas.
"Darling, " Paula said, "please don't let me cum just yet. I have some lovely
torturing to do first." With that she slid off the couch and knelt between her
lover's legs. Bending her head she brushed her lips acros her lover's high heeled
encased foot, slowly licking up her leg, pausing at her inner thigh. There she
discovered to her delight the moisture of pussy juice and she avidly licked her clean,
closer and closer to her cuntlips. Her mouth poised over the dripping slit, smiling
in anticipation as she breathed in the so-familiar fragrance.
"Please," pleaded Brigit,"please don't stop." She held Paula's head in her hands,
urging her forward and down. Paula, combing the pubic hair with her tongue, slipped
her mouth over Brigit's pussy, covering it completely. Then, she paused, enjoying
the sweet taste. Pursing her lips, she sucked the droplets ofjuice onto her tongue,
where she slowly swallowed them. Noticing Brigit was about to cum, she raised her
cum smeared face.
"Darling," she said, "dont be in such a hurry."
Brigit moaned, "I can't help it, have to cum now." Paula eagerly returned to her
task of sucking her out. She would take her time tonight when they got in bed.
Besides, she thought, while dreamily licking the puffy cuntlips and the hard erect
clitoris of her lover, she wanted to savour the taste of her cum now, herself. Soon,
strong warm thighs pressed either side of Paula's head and she felt a series of short
spurts of cum juice spray onto her tongue. Moaning with delight, both women
uxuriated in the orgasm. Brigit, being multiorgasmic, relaxed as the tremors passed
through her body, still squeezing Paula's head with her smooth warm thighs. Paula
sucked and swallowed the cum which seemed to spray almost like a man's. Then she
licked the vagina clean as Brigit's thighs relaxed open a little. She probed her
deeply, Finally she wiped her face on the curly brown pubic hair, sighed and gave her
lover a kiss on the pussy lips. She looked up and smiled back at Paula, who drew her
up to her, kissing each other deeply.
During this time, John was watching from the flogging rack. The red stripes all
over his back faded in memory as he watched in fascination the two women make love.
Like the other members of the team, not having seen a woman in six months, having the
two luscious bodies naked and having sex in front of him was profoundly moving. His
thick erect penis was drooling with pre-cum. The women, detaching themselves from each
other reluctantly, giggled when they noticed his condition.
"He looks like he enjoyed the show, darling, " Paula giggled.
"Yes," agreed Brigit, "I think that's rather naughty of him also. But, at least
he's in the right state for your turn, dear."
Paula agreed he was. John wondered what she meant but his eyes still remained
focuessed on her lush body as she rose in front of him. Her big firm breasts swaying
as she moved, she smiled as she reached out her small hand and grasped his thick
hardon. Now, she thought, it's finally her turn to have some fun. She asked Brigit
if she wanted to help and she responded that she wanted to just lie down and enjoy the
show for a while, reclining back on the couch. Brigit absently began squeezing her
left nipple as she watched.
Paula preened arrogantly as she felt John's penis. "I think this," she said,
squeezing the sensitive knob, "needs to be taught a lesson, don't you?" John swallowed,
afraid to even nod, as Paula smiled. Then she turned her back on him and slowly bent
over to open a black leather suitcase. John gaped as he watched her. Deliberately
moving slowly, she enjoyed his groan of desire as he stared at her perfectly round
asscheeks while she held her position bending over the suitcase. Spreading her cheeks
slightly, he could view her entire crack.
Selecting a small whip with nine little tails, she stood up and turned around, her
big breasts swaying gently. She arrogantly stood in front of him again, with her
hands on her hips. Then John had to shudder as she held her whip up to her eyes and
made sure each of the little knots at the tip of each lash was tight.
"Now," she smiled, "it's my turn now. My turn to make you scream. Are you
frightened?"
(Sob!) "Y-yes ma'am!"
John replied hoarsely that he was. Paula loved hearing his voice crack, and
stepped closer to grasp his member again with her left hand, holding her whip in
her right.
"This doesn't look too frightened, or feel it either," she said in a
mocking tone.
"As a matter of fact it looks eager for me to begin." She loved
toying with a male before the tortures, watching his exprssions as she alternately
held out hope and then withdrew it. She moved forward, brushing her lush body
against his, feeling the warm smooth bulbous knob of his erection against her smooth
belly, her hard nipples against his chest, their breath intermingling as she
continued, murmuring softly.
"I'm going to masturbate you now," she said, "would you like that? Your'e so
excited you can't control your animal needs can you?"
John involuntarily ahrdened even more with her closeness.
AS her hand moved up and down along his cock and he
felt her brush against him, he began to arch his body to her in response. She
noticed his reaction with approval. She wouldn't let him cum but she wanted him
to come so close.
"That's it," she cooed to him, "you need to cum so bad now,
don't you?" smiling at him. Finally, when she felt the unmistakable tremors that
preceeded his orgasm, she gripped the base of his cock, squeezing it until the
tremors and contractions passed. John gasped and groaned with unrestrained desire.
She triumphantly stood back one step from him, still lightly holding is hardon
with her soft left hand.
"Tsk tsk," she giggled, "but I didn't give you permission to cum, naughty boy, now
did I?" John swallowed.
"Did I?" she repeated her question, still lightly masturbating him and John shook
his head.
He croaked out 'NO'
"In that case," she smiled smugly, "you were disobedient. You will be punished
for it now, and," she smiled as she held up her whip under his nose, "it's only fair
to punish the part of you that was disobedient."
John's senses were swimming as she continued jacking him off lightly,
keeping him rocking back and forth under her touch despite what she was saying.
"This is going to be a valuable lesson for you to learn, so you should feel
appreciative. In fact, I want you to kiss the whip that's going to be the
instrument of your education."
She held the whip up to his lips, "go ahead and
kiss it now," she urged. John felt stupid, but was afraid to disobey, as he kissed
the leather whip. Paula giggled, as she let go his cock and John watched her
stand a little sideways to him, her big breasts swaying as she pulled back her
whip hand. Brigit, reclining on the couch, grinned in anticipation. She thought
John might make a nice body slave, if her lover left anything of him when she was
finished.
Paula, feeling luxuriously triumphant, moved her hand, whipping him rather
lightly across his bobbing erect shaft. John felt a poignant stab of pain from
his crotch. She swung the whip again, a bit harder, across the other side of his
shaft. John, crying out with pain, knew he wouldn't be able to help himself now
by not screaming.
WHACK!!! AAAGGGHHH!!
As Paula worked into a rhythm she sighed with pleasure as his screaming
continued. She so loved doing a thorough job on a man's genitals. She made sure
she did each testicle, the shaft and the knob, and then she stood on his other
side, swinging the whip back hand. She wanted a nice even scourging of his entire
genital area.
John screamed, and contorted, sweat drops and blood droplets flying all over as
the whip came down and across his swaying hardon.
"Mmmmm," she sighed, "go ahead and scream. I don't mind it. In fact," she
went on, making him writhe with a lash across his shaft, "I enjoy it. It just shows
how well your'e learning a very important lesson." His cock was wilting now under
the torture, despite all the blood that was pumped into it when he was just about
to cum. Paula, frowning a bit as she noticed him getting weaker, administered
the last of the lashes across his sensitive knob, delighting in his new cries of pain.
AS he slumped in the straps, Paula smugly inspected her work by using her whip to
lift up his now flaccid cock. His knob, shaft and balls were angry red with occasional
droplets of blood. She felt it was hurried but still lovely and she would take her time
with Timmy, who was her next subject.
Brigit sighed, "Oh that was very sweet, dear," she said, "but I know you wish he'd
lasted a bit longer for you. Perhaps you can have him to yourself another day."
Paula replied that would be nice. "Actually he was a good subject. I'd like to
continue with some puppy training but I just have to work on Timmy soon."
Brigit smiled, "I know how much you want to do Timmy, darling. I'd be happy to
continue John's training now. He'll be a nice body slave with a little work." Paula
thanked her lover with a warm kiss and went to Timmy, who was suspended on a scrotum
leash holding him in a painful position on the balls of his feet until his strong
legs were now trembling.
Brigit got up from the couch and walked over to John, her high heels clicking, the
only clothing she wore. She liked making the males do tricks after the tortures and
relished the humiliation he would be shortly be enduring and she looked forward to
the special personal services he soon would be doing for her.
John was recovering as he became aware of small fingers running over the genitals
that still ached from the pain of the flogging. Brigit fondled him with vaseline
coated fingers, noting with approval the thorough job Paula had done on him. She
took a warm washcloth and cleaned him, wiping off the blood, and putting more vaseline
on him. STill an angry red, she smiled as his cock sent small tremors through her
hand. Even after so much abuse, his balls were still full of pent up seed. John,
not believing it, felt his cock becoming hard again under her skillful ministrations
with her warm hand. Finally he knew he was erect again and Brigit smiled while
standing so close they almost touched.
Brigit teased him by asking if he thought he needed another lesson of discipline
tonight. John, his throat so dry he couldn't speak, shook his head frenziedly from
side to side. Brigit was amused by the panic in his eyes.
"In that case," she said, her big 40d breasts swaying as she held his cock,
"perhaps you can serve us in another manner."
With that she freed his hands and moved them in back of him, whereupon she once
again attached his scrotum leash, plastic handcuffs and looping his scrotum leash
around her left wrist.
When she freed his ankles, he almost collapsed on the floor before his trembling
knees held him. Then he watched Brigit turn her back to him, her beautiful round
ass swaying as she walked across the room, pulling his leash, as he scampered in a
hurry to catch up. Her high heels tapping on the floor, she reached her couch,
turned and sat down on the edge with her shapely legs crossed.
"Kneel before me, pig," she commanded, still smiling,"you have so much to learn
yet."
John obediently kneeled before her. She showed him the power box almost hidden
in her left hand. "You know what I can do with this," she warned, "so I would advise
you to learn quickly and maybe you'll avoid some pain. You'll be listening to your
friend soon enough, and I know Paula can always find time to put you on the table
afterwards." John shuddered with fear. With that, Brigit informed him of some of
the rules she and Paula had decided to make the males adhere to. They were to be
addressed as Mistess from now on. All males knelt before them unless told otherwise.
She asked if he understood.
"Yes Mistress," he said.
"Then, I think I would have you train to be a nice puppy first. Grovel before me
nicely, kiss and lick my feet until I tell you to stop. For every time I think you
could be performing better I will touch this button."
The button sent an electric
shock to his scrotum through the genital collar and leash and John had first hand
experience with the dreaded lance of pain. She giggled as he immediately set to work.
She loved the feeling of her feet being tongue bathed by a slave. Still, she
pressed the button several times, delighting in his cries of pain as his whole body
contorted even as he tried to retain contact with his tongue on her shoe. She
especially liked watching him redouble his subnmissive licking and kissing after
each jolt of electricity. Telling him not to neglect her shoes, he obediently
licked them clean. Then she held each foot up and without being told, he licked
the sole of each high heel clean. John was confused by his own emotions while he
did this. He wanted to serve this woman somehow. He wanted to worship her and
her cruel luscious lover Paula, and evern kissing her feet was at least being close
to her.
Brigit was happy to see him being so servile and his erection still rampant.
She so needed a complete body slave, she thought, and John was delightful to
manipulate.
"Now," she said, "be a good puppy and sit up and beg. That's a good doggie."
John immedieately complied, although embarassed, red faced. She also ordered him
to bend forward now and wag his tail. John tried to move his butocks from side to
side but jolt after jolt of electric shock to his genitals showed he wasn't succeeding
in pleasing his mistress.
"Tsk, tsh," she said, "that's very poor tail wagging. Sit up and beg now, and
bark, and I want to hear a nice bark." Both women laughed uproariously as he tried
to bark to her satisfaction. Sometimes the electric jolt caught him in mid bark
and his voice changed in tone, to their delight. Blushing furiously, he finally began
to bark to her satisfaction, and his beloved mistress rewarded him with a smile as
she removed her finger from the button.
Then she stood up and told him to perform body worship and she hoped she wouldn't
have to tell him what to do. John's heart leaped up as her back turned to him,
presenting her beautiful full ass. He immediately pressed his face between her
soft smooth cheeks. He licked her entire ass with adoration while Brigit sighed
with pleasure. Then she bent forward, spreading her cheeks for his eager tongue
and holding them apart with her fingers. He almost swooned with delight as he
saw her sweet crack and anus open to him. He avidly licked her entire crack up
and down. Fionally, he gently kissed her puckered pink ring of her anus, loving the
sweet yet acrid taste.
"Push your tongue in," Brigit dreamily ordered." Clean me thoroughly."
John probed her anus worshipfully and deeply, feeling Brigit writhe on his tongue
like a fish on a hook. Moaning with satisfaction, she rocked back and forth as he
orally pleased her. However, she didn't want to cum just yet. John felt disappointment
as she stood up, pushing his face out of her ass.
"That was fair, piglet," she said, "in fact like the pig, I think you'd like to
be my toilet slave, also, wouldn't you? A good pig slave knows that every produce
of his Mistress' body is worthy of his worship."
John nodded to himself before realizing what he was doing. Somehow he did want
to perorm toiletservice, whatever it was, for this cruel but gorgeous woman.
Brigit was pleased by his reaction to her question. She decided to take him a bit
further then. She ordered him to lie on his back. He did so immediately, feeling
the cool floor on his welted back, making him writhe a little as the raw red welts
touched the wood. His wrists bound behind him also led to some discomfort, but he
couldn't find a more comfortable position than simply laying there. Looking up from
the floor, his dominant trainer seemed enormous. She smiled down at him and stood
with her high heels on either side of his head as she faced towards his feet. Then
she slowly squatted down, her big breasts swaying down, until he felt the smooth firm
asscheeks brush his face.
He caught himself as he began to kiss them, remembering
he hadn't been ordered to. Still, as he inhaled the sweet fragrance from her cunt,
it was so difficult not to kiss her. Brigit positioned her cunt right over his
mouth, separated only by inches. The she softly told him to open his mouth. He
did so as she lowered herself a bit more. She slowly released a trickle of
golden piss right into his mouth, which began to be a stream and she contracted
her vaginal muscles and halted it, when she estimated his mouth was full. Then
she mmoved back so she could see his face. John, his mouth full of her hot
sweet piss, watched as she moved back and smiled arrogantly down at him. She
gently told him to swallow it. He did so, enjoying the taste as evident in his
swollen erection. She was very pleased, and she repeated the procedure several
times, pausing to watch him swallow each time. Then she said to swallow when he
neded to because she wouldn't stop but, she cautioned, to spill any was an insult
to her. She felt so luxurious as she fitted her cunt to his mouth again and slowly
began to piss.
John felt the first hot spurt of piss hit the back of his throat
and swallowed, keeping his mouth open so he wouldn't spill any. Keeping the flow
steady, Brigit completely relieved her full bladder into his eager mouth. Then she
ordered him to clean her, which he did with relish, licking in her cunt. Finally
she arrogantly stood up and ordered him to get on his knees and kiss her feet to
thank her for the priviledge of serving her John complied, hoping to perform more
services for his now beloved trainer. He realized he was beginning to love his
tormentor.
During this time, while amused by John's performance, Paula had brought Timmy
over to a long flat workbench-like table with leather straps and manacles on each
corner. Timmy, even though tired from his painful bondage, was still young and
strong enough to consider resisting until Paula, seeing it in his eyes, attached the
scrotum collar and touched her power button once as a reminder. After that, shocked
and cowed by the pain, he obediently allowed her to position his naked body as she
wished. Paula attached manacles to each wrist and ankle while he looked up at her,
following her gorgeous body with his eyes. Paula's own 40d breasts seemed to swell
as she went about the task of securing Timmy for this session of torture she so
looked forward to.
She paused and smiled down at him cruelly, stroking his forehead with her warm
hand. Timmy peered curiously into her eyes. Althogh very frightened, he thought
she was the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. Clearing his throat, he wanted
so much to speak, ask a question, but thought otherwise. Paula, studying him closely,
impulsively bent forward and brushed a lush breast across his lips while reaching
down and grasping his cock. AS she stroked his cock, feeling it stiffening in her
hand like a hose filling up with water, Timmy felt embarassed about displaying
himself like this to her. She giggled and said to go ahead and suck on her breast,
since he obviously wanted to. He felt the hard swollen nipple against his lips
and involuntarily began to suck. He grew even harder as his lips and tongue so
worked on her stiff nipple. Finally, Paula pulled back with a laugh and turned her
back to him, pushing her gorgeous round bottom to his face while she opened a box
of equipment.
"mmmm," she said, "we can't have you too hard too soon."
Timmy wondered why she was saying that. Did that mean he was supposed to get
more excited later? The other torturer, Brigit caught his eye as she came over with
John on her genital leash hurrying to catch up. When John met Timmy's eyes he felt
doubly embarassed. Here he was, the leader, totally broken and being paraded
around like a dog. Still, he couldn't help thinking, it felt good and right to him
somehow. He hoped Timmy would understand after the luscious torturers finished
with him.
Brigit smiled, "can I help, darling?" She enjoyed the sight of young strong
Timmy naked and shackled, waiting his turn to scream.
"Yes," said Paula, "I could use some help for the first part, if you'd like."
"Of course I'd like," laughed Brigit. "Just let me get my chair ready. I have
a special seat in mind for tonight." John was ordered to bring a padded stool over
to the table. Then Brigit removed his manacles and made him sit with his back to the
stool, his face up on the padded seat, and then attached his wrists and ankles to
the stool. She kept adjusting his neck and head position until she was satisfied.
"There," she giggled, "how do you like my new seat cushion, darling?"
Paula giggled with delight "It looks very comfortable indeed. Do you mind if
I try it?"
Brigit didn't mind at all, and Paula came over to John. She put her index finger
on his lips. John, uncomfortable in the awkward position, with his back and neck
arched backward, watched as she pushed herself up with her hands on the bench for
support. Finally all light was blocked out as she lowered herself on his face. Her
round firm ass cheeks smothering him. Then she ordered him to use his tongue.
Without any delay he twisted his head so he could service her better. He wasn't able
to lick the entire length of her crack so he moved so her anus was over his mouth,
then softly kissed it a few times before probing her with his tongue. As Paula
squirmed on her seat, Brigit laughed and ksised her on her full parted lips.
"This is quite nice," smiled Paula, rocking gently back and forth on her hips as
her bottom was orally worshipped. "I should be jealous of you for having your seat
cushion so soon." With that she clenched her anal muscles, alternately trapping and
freeing John's eager tongue.
Brigit laughed, alternately inserting her tongue in Paula's mouth, dueling with her
own, "don't be jealous, darling, you can always use mine and," she added with a smile,
"I think we'll both have our own stools before the night is over."
Paula got up from the stool then, saying, "that's right, this naughty boy needs
his lesson administered. I have a lot of work to do yet."
Brigit took her place on John's face, smoothly sliding over his tongue as it
penetrated a couple of inches up her anus before resuming a gentle sucking and
licking motion. "Mmmm," she sighed, loving the feeling of domination over a male
she had just tortured, knowing he was to worship her while she had more fun with
the next victim.
Both women became more businesslike while Timmy laid on the table and watched
with a feeling of curious dread. Paula, opening a metal case, pulled out what he
recognized as hospital equipment. Rubber gloves, stethoscope, rubber and metal
clamps, putting them on the table. Brigit leaned over him so that her breasts were
directly over his face while John raised his head up so he could continue tonguing
her anus. With her full breasts, tipped by erect big brown nipples inches from
his mouth, Brigit reached across Timmy's body and picked up a metal tweezers.
Paula was boiling water over a hot plate by the table, and put several silvery
things into the boiling liquid.
"Now," she said with a smile at Timmy, "while that cooks, it's time to clean you
up a little."
Timmy croaked out a question, "what, what are you going to do?"
Paula, in answer, reached down and grasped some of his thick curly pubic hair with
her right hand, and pulled lightly, making him wince. "I think all this male piglet
hair is ugly, and in my way. I'm going to remove it for you." Timmy watched as
she removed her hand and picked up her own pair of tweezers.
Continued in part 3
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