A Summer Place   Part two
by wbill_99_1999
A Mother and Daughter continue my education 


Gentle reader, you will remember that you left me being advised by Karen
Steele that her daughter Kate was to provide me - and her- with a memorable
experience; she was to be my torturer.

"Torture" I gasped

Karen laughed "Don’t look so horrified Willie Boy; it’s just a matter of
perception. I suppose it is mild torture really, but you saw what I did to
that feller just now. He paid handsomely for that, what’s more, he’ll be back
next week and probably the week after; just so long as he can afford it. I am
giving you the experience of a lifetime, to get really close-up and personal
with my beloved daughter"

"Its just that I am not a fighting man Karen. Watching you working on that guy
was quite an experience, but apart from some backyard wrestling when I was a
kid and a little erotic stuff with my late wife, who incidentally was almost
as strong as me, that’s it"

"Willie boy, its nothing to do with being competitive" Karen giggled "Its all
about us providing you with an erotic experience. As my mother used to say of
her honeymoon, close your eyes and think of England. Now enough already, Kate
is waiting for you; here put these on"

She tossed a pair of blue Speedo’s in my direction. It was clear that there
was no way out of this; I slowly began to unbutton my shirt.

Karen led the way down the hall and I padded along behind in my bare feet. The
door to the special room was open and I entered. The room, which had been
brightly lit before, had only the lights in the centre of the room burning
illuminating the blue wrestling mat. The rest of the room was almost dark. I
advanced to the centre of the mat and waited. When my eyesight became
adjusted, I could make out the figure of Kate sitting cross legged in a lotus
position with her hands resting on top of her thighs. As I stared, she rose to
her feet and executed a graceful walkover and came towards me. As she walked
from the darkness into the light, I saw that she was wearing a pair of brief,
tight fitting black shorts which gleamed as if made from satin or shiny lycra
and she was wearing a grey sports bra. Her hair was pulled back in her
trademark ponytail, but her usual broad grin was missing; she looked grim and
serious and her eyes bored into mine.

Stopping about four feet away from me, Kate suddenly grinned and her whole
face lit up "Well hi there, Willie Boy, you and I going to have some fun
together. I will give you a little commentary as we go along; its always
better if you know what’s going to happen isn’t it. Anticipation is always
half the pleasure I have found. We are going to start off by me throwing you
around a little bit"

The grin disappeared and she started shuffling towards me crouching a little,
her feet splayed out in a curious fashion and her hands extended towards me.
Her eyes never left mine. I unconsciously mimicked her and crouched a little
Without warning she charged at me and rammed her head, neck and shoulders
between my legs and straightened up; my legs left the ground and I flew over
her shoulder to land flat on my back.

"Now you couldn’t have anticipated that could you" Kate chuckled "Ups a daisy"

Extending a hand she helped me to my feet. I staggered to my feet only to find
Kate’s right arm go under my left armpit and her left hand grab my right
wrist. Turning and thrusting her right hip into me she pulled down and twisted
causing me to fly over her hip and again land on the mat with a crash.

Again I was helped to my feet. "We are reaaally going to have to teach you how
to fall properly " Kate cooed sweetly. Instantly she grabbed me in a side
headlock and twisting me sharply she swept her right leg backwards and knocked
my legs out from under me. Again I hit the mat, this time with Kate on top; I
felt the warmth of her breast on my cheek as she seized my right arm and
locked in between her legs, my elbow joint held rigidly between her legs.
Tightening the headlock she lowered her head to my ear and began to talk
softly.

"We now enter phase two. I get to practise some holds on you; don’t worry,
they won’t be some of the extreme ones that my darling Mother uses but
nevertheless they can be painful. Just learn to endure them sweetness because
they lead on to the grand finale where you get your reward"

She released the headlock and the arm bar, but instantly grabbed my left wrist
with her left hand and swept it down to the mat pointing towards my feet, she
slid her left hand under my elbow and clasped her own right wrist, securing a
very tight armlock. Bringing her left leg up, Kate also managed to snare my
head between her thighs and gained a very tight headscissor which she
immediately converted to a figure four by locking her left ankle behind her
right knee. My head was crushed between two smooth but rock hard thighs and my
face came into contact with the silk like material of her shorts.

"A combination head scissors and armlock, Willie Boy" I was informed "Like all
the holds I use, I could hold you here for ever if I wished, or by levering up
on your elbow like this or flexing my thigh muscles like so I can make you
scream your submission"

A searing stab of pain erupted in my elbow and my head felt as if it was
caught in a vice. As quickly as the pressure came it was released and Kate
rolled away from me. Turning quickly she did a forward roll down the mat and
appeared by my feet. She grabbed my knees and forced them apart sliding
forward to sit between them; lacing her legs under my drawn up knees Kate
hooked her feet around each of my shins. Kneeling up straight, she put a hand
on each of my knees and pushed them further apart. I shouted as a spasm of
pain shot up the inside of each thigh; relaxing her grip a little but just
keeping enough pressure to keep the hold tight, Kate grinned down at me.

"Great little view from here Willie Boy" Kate looked down at my Speedo encased
groin, the material stretched tight with the pressure of the hold, looked up
at me and grinned slyly. Using her elbow to prop my right leg apart, she
reached down and began to run her fingernails up and down my rapidly erecting
cock.

"Impressive" she breathed, "I am changing my mind about what I am going to do
to you"

She rolled my Speedo down around my balls and leaning forward with a graceful
motion, she began to run her tongue around the rim of my penis, then lowered
her mouth to engulf the entire organ. Sucking strongly, Kate’s head bobbed up
and down before disengaging with a soft plop. Sitting upright, she looked at
me steadily and with wide grin announced that " For your information that hold
was called the Indian deathlock with cocksuck"

Unhooking her feet from around my shins, Kate released the pressure on my
knees and thighs. Rocking backwards, she pushed my knees back together and
then using them as a base vaulted over them to land astride my chest. Quickly
shuffling forward she pinned my knees under her shins and pushed her crotch
against my chin.

"Well, here we are at the grand finale" Kate placed her hands on her hips "but
first I have got a bit of a speech to make. We are going to have a little face
sitting session shortly but you will be interested in what I am going to tell
you first. You remember that when you arrived tonight I was about to tell you
about what I had been reading in the "Torture Garden", that was until we got
interrupted by things that go bump in the night" She gave a little chortle and
continued "The rather depraved central lady in the story which is set in
China, bribed a guard and was able to view an execution called the "torture of
the caress". The victim was bound to a low table and a woman came and sat
beside him and proceeded to work on him with her skilled fingers. The torture
took hours apparently and the woman’s hands never stopped for a minute while
she masturbated him; she looked detached and remote. In the end the man died
in a fountain of blood which splashed his torturer’s face. I thought about
this and worked out how I could apply it to you in a pleasurable form and
without killing you of course. I was going to lock you into an exotic hold
which would allow my hands to work on you, hence that little leg lock I tried;
but as I told you I changed my mind. However, first things first, I need get
some little jollys for a start"

Raising her bum, she slid forward and sat on my face, spreading her knees wide
and wriggling around until she found the right spot. "These are my face
sitting shorts, Willie Boy, men just love their soft and smooth texture. Also
there is a large seam running down the crotch and that in combination with
your nose is going to make me cum"

Slowly, her hips began to move. Backward and forward, to and fro, side to side
and around in tight little circles. Every so often she would raise up,
enabling me to gulp some air. I was intoxicated by the aroma of her perfume
combined with the musky smell of her arousal; the seam of her shorts slid up
and down my nose with the tempo increasing to fever pitch. Kate climaxed with
a throaty scream that echoed around the room. She slowly slid back and stared
down at my puce face slick with my sweat and her juices; chuckling softly my
little dominatrix said "Willie Boy your face looks like a big round juicy
grape, but now its your turn for jollys; these shorts have got a dinky little
quick release"

Reaching down she undid two small buttons. Standing up she removed the shorts
and flung them aside and did the same with her sports bra. Sinking back down
onto my chest, she reached behind her and grasped the waistband of my
Speedo’s, getting me to raise my legs while she deftly removed the shorts.
Grinning at me, Kate slid backwards and with unerring accuracy impaled herself
on my still erect cock. "This is called the "churner" . Open your legs and
prepare for an experience"

She leaned backwards and supported herself on her hands; raising her hips she
began to rotate them. I could see her abdominal muscles flexing as she also
began to move her hips to and fro as well around and around. My cock felt as
if a giant hand had grasped it around the base milking it and a little
fluttering tongue was tickling the tip of it. Cleverly, Kate kept the angle
just at the point before it became painful. I had never felt sensations like
it before; my cock was being milked!

I came, oh God, how I came. The orgasm seemed to start somewhere down by my
toenails and simultaneously, behind my ears. I bellowed and my cock seemed to
erupt. I think that I heard Kate screaming in the background as well but
nothing else existed for me at that moment except the waves of pleasure that
swept over me.

When I regained my senses, I found that Kate had collapsed forward and was
lying full length along me. I was also aware that Karen had entered the room
and was standing down looking at us with some amusement.

"What a fucking racket " a smile played around her lips "Willie Boy, you
sounded like a bull and you madam, sounded like a factory siren. What ever
happened to lady-like orgasms. Now sort yourselves out, there is a bucket and
mop over there; clean this mat up and then come and see me in the lounge"

Sitting in the lounge a little later after a nice hot shower, I still felt a
sense of unreality mixed with a light headed feeling of euphoria. Karen sat in
a chair opposite Kate and I and looked at me steadily.

"Well that was your reward Willie Boy. I was pleased to see that madam here
didn’t work you over too badly; she sometimes gets carried away in her
youthful exuberance. She has to learn to control her imagination. The "torture
of the caress" indeed; still it has given me some ideas which I will work on.
However something else has come up. While you two were screaming the place
down, I was arranging something for tomorrow night. We are having trouble in
our office with a pillock called Roger. He is young, arrogant, fancies himself
as a bit of a bodybuilder. He harasses the younger female staff, likes to
indulge in a bit of frottage with all the females; he needs sorting out big
time and I’m just the lady to do it. Someone told him that I was a Jiu Jitsu
lady and that caused him a bit of mirth. So I will teach him a lesson and give
him a bloody good hiding. He’s coming around tomorrow night thinking that I am
going teach him "a few moves" as he disparagingly calls it"

Kate chortled "Sounds like the routine you used on that big bastard that the
Women’s Refuge supplied might do the trick"

"Yes, but I have thought of little refinement. No, I am not telling you, it
will be a surprise. However, I will need some help; I want the entire session
video filmed and Willy Boy, I want you available to transport this guy where
ever when its all over. Either home or Hospital, I will be happy with either"

"Do you mean I can watch?" I asked.

"Of course you can. What you saw tonight will be nothing in comparison with
what I have in store for this gentleman. He is going to get the beating of his
life"

I walked home on cloud nine; tomorrow night was 24 long hours away. Could I
wait that long; I was going to have to.

Stand by for part three in about a weeks time folks!