Winner Takes All
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome 



'Make the wager, win the bet, take the prize, it's always good to be a
winner!'

Winner Takes All

SMACK! The dirty bare foot came slamming into the side of the young man's
face, knocking him hard and making his head spin with confusion, and bursting
with a throbbing pain. As he lay there on the floor trying desperately to do
something even if he didn't really know what he should or wanted to do. The
only thing that was clear to him was the sound of those bear feet on the
wooden floor. He managed to roll his hurt body over so he could look in the
direction of the pair of feet, not that he knew why he was doing this, after
all he knew only too well who they belong to and what was going to happen, but
still he rolled over to those feet.

Then he looked up, it was no surprise when he focused his eye and there was
the woman, she still looked stunning but now he could only see her in a more,
deadly and destructive way. She stopped close to him, there was a pause
'please get it over with!' That's what he thought and it must have been etched
on his face as well as the woman now looked down at him and smiled. He knew
what was coming as she raised her foot and WHACK!

That last hit came down hard on his face and sent the lad into a state of
unconsciousness, which in some ways was a relief for him. His body was hurting
as it had been beat, pounded and pummelled, he was completely drained and now
he so needed just to rest!

As the darkness took over it was as if recent events now took over inside his
head and his mind now went through a rerun of what and how this had all
happened to him ... ... ...

The unconscious young man was Donny, well Donald actually but somehow even
when he was a kid and wanted just to be called Don, unfortunately the name
Donny had come about and stuck! Which hadn't pleased the boy much but as the
years had gone on he'd sort of got used to it, well he had to. So Donny was a
normal type of lad, he was doing well with his studies and had a good group of
close friends, he was into all the 'normal' stuff just like his friends and
could be found around his mates houses in the evenings and weekends.

That's where the 'usual' stuff all stopped as at home, things where all far
from normal, that's why he spent so much time with his friends! He lived with
his parents in a pretty nice place, it had been a sort of small business come
workshop many, many years ago. His Father had brought it so he could spend
time renovating the old place up, turn it into something different and unique,
which now it most certainly was! Out at the back of the main house was a
couple of old buildings that had been knocked together to form a one large
room with a couple of smaller rooms off form this. As the estate agent said it
had 'great potential.'

These outbuilding had been intended as a sort of family area, a snug, hobby
room, games room, study area, that sort of thing, and it had been all of those
at some time over the years. Then it got to the time that Donny's Mother,
Annie, wanted her own space and somewhere where she could explore her own
individuality, or that's what the magazine article had said. So there now
followed a stage of different 'hobbies and past-times' for Annie to try, to
get all excited about and into, only for a few months to get boarded with.

So in and out went the potter's wheels, the canvases and paints, the loom and
wool, even the Oxy-Acetylene Welding Equipment and pieces of sheet steel! That
was until one day she come back with a lorry load of gym mats, weights and a
punch bag, one of those that hangs down from the ceiling. Both Donny and
Norman, her husband, had not been surprised with this, it was just another
whim, but for some reason the woman, Annie, really took to this. This was the
one, this was what was missing from her life and so the equipment stayed and
the woman trained.

In fact, she became very good at this, her body changed, she was now better,
fitter and stronger than she'd been before, in fact you only had to look to
see that she was bigger and tougher than both her husband and son. But still
keeping her female allure and sexy body, in fact the extra muscle, the toned
body and the fitter she felt, the fitter she looked. She felt great, her body
was the best it had even been, she got admiring looks, that she liked and she
was a more confident and stronger woman, both physically and mentally. So all
this 'extra' sparked something else off as well!

It had really started one day when Annie was working out and Donny had gone
down to the outbuildings to tell her that dinner was ready, Norman had become
quite the chef now, this was his hobby and he was good in the kitchen. As
Donny went inside to tell his Mum, she was working out with the punch bag, the
woman in her gym cloths and running with sweat when she'd said "come on then
why don't you try and take on your Mum in a wrestling match!"

Even now she didn't know why she'd said it, but she had. Donny had looked
horrified at this and gone to walk away, but Annie was now struck with a
determination to take her Son down. She didn't like to be ignored like that so
Son or no Son, he was going to be taken down and shown that she can wrestle
WOOOSSSHHH! THUD! ARRRRRHHHHH!

He didn't see her came at him, or what she had done, but the Mother had
stepped over to the lad, grabbed him and taken him off his feet. On the matted
area she now took control and grabbed him, pinning him down and pushing her
body down on his to hold her Son down. Donny was shocked by how easily his
Mother had grabbed him and floored him, and even more so by how strong she
really was now. He struggled and tired his best, he manged to wriggle out and
get free, but she was quick, she throws herself at her Son as he tried to
scramble to his feet, she tackled him, grabbed him and took him down again.

This went on for a while, and ended up the same each time, the Mum grappling
him, taking her Son down and holding him down. He struggled, moved, and
wriggled and squeezed his way out of his Mother's strong grip, freeing himself
only to be take down again and again. Eventually the Son was totally subdued
by his Mother; she'd worn him down until he had no fight left in him. Her
superior fitness and strength had won over, having taken him down had started
a new chapter in the woman's life.

With the Son shown just how good she now was it was also time for the man of
the house to take his turn, Norman wasn't spared in all this and the more
'private' encounters between husband and wife where a lot more 'intense!'

Soon the wrestling matches, became more like a fight and Annie would take it
in turns to rein over her Husband and Son, now the males in this family where
very much subserviently to the one dominant female, Annie. Things had
certainly change in this family and neither Norman or Donny could see an end
to how things where now. No matter how hard they tried to improve, even to
train themselves and get fitter and stronger, she was always quicker, tougher
and more ruthless then either of them. The main room in the outbuildings was
now referred to as 'the Games Room', Annie insisted on that and she made sure
it was now fully fitted out with everything she needed to train and develop
her skills as wrestler, fighter and superior of both Norman and Donny.

One 'upside' in all this was how Annie was 'effected' by it all, the feeling
of taking on another person, a male was very exciting to her. To overcome and
take down her own Son, a male supposedly bigger and stronger than her was one
thing, and she liked it, but there was also her husband. And when it was her
husband then the sexual tension started to build. With each wrestling match,
each grip and grabble, each take down and throw the exhilaration built up. As
her session with her husband start and she gets close to Norman, overcomes
him, dominates him with her own improved and superior strength, the woman gets
a feeling of power and satisfaction. But not total satisfaction that still
needs to be got from climbing onto her man and taking him.

Each match and fight is a trial of endurance for both Norman and Donny, as she
imposes her dominance, wears them down and takes them down, but it's also
enjoyable so Annie likes to add something into all this. The men are only
allowed to take part in 'activities' in the games room in their shorts, while
Annie likes to dress for the occasion, sometimes she wears a judo suit, even
if he has little experience in this but is always willing to learn something
new. Or she might wear a one or two-piece bikini, maybe a pair of combat
trousers and a top, sometimes regular gym clothes or even a few leather
numbers!

For Donny this can be a bit embarrassing and awkward, after all his Mother has
not only change in how aggressive and assertive she now is, but her body had
changed a lot. The lad can see this and the comments from his friends about
how hot his Mum is looking now days makes all this wrestling with her a bit
wired! Donny's discomfort sometimes is obvious when she comes into the games
room in just a bikini, it's amusing to the woman, but she dresses even more
provocatively when it's her husband. Again she finds it entertaining to 'put
him off' in this way.

The more private matches are behind closed door for a reason, as after she's
not only over powers Norman, she takes him, releasing all her sexual tension,
as she fucks him senseless. These times she might dress up as a policewoman, a
nurse, a teacher or just in her lacy underwear with stockings, not for his
benefit. No for her benefit, one, she likes the feel of the clothes and how
even more powerful they make her feel, also the look of surprise and amazement
on her husband's face as she enters the games room, that's priceless. But she
also does this to live out her own fantasies and desires, for her to be in
control and have a man do what 'she' wants, especial after beating him, adds
to her fun and enjoyment!

During these session Donny has crept down to the outbuildings and listened at
the door, he's heard the savage beating his Mother has given to his Father
then there was all that moaning of groaning. Donny wondered what else his
Mother was inflicting on his poor Father and putting him through! Then Donny
would walk back to the main house, knowing his parents would still be there
for hours and wondering when his Mother would put him through all that extra
torture that currently seemed just reserved for his Father!

So things went along in this now 'normal' way, for both Father and Son it was
a ritual of humiliating summoning to the games room so they could provide some
entertainment for Annie. Whilst for the woman it was a chance to practice and
perfect her skills and just to have some good old fashion fun at the same
time.

On normal days Donny would be told when he was required, he would know that
his Mother would be waiting for him in the largest of the rooms, the 'games
room.' He would go straight to one of the smaller rooms that had been set
aside and done up as a changing room to get ready. This wouldn't take that
long as all he had to change into was a pair of shorts. So it was only a few
minutes after he'd entered the outbuildings that he was ready to step into the
games room. But today was somewhat different from most days, today it was not
his Mother that Donny was going down to the outbuilding to see, it was someone
else, another woman!

For some reason, he wasn't sure why, but toady he felt a bit more nervous than
normal, when he went up against his Mum he always felt a bit apprehensive,
edgy, even a bit afraid. But today was different, was he a bit more excited
than normal, a bit more eager, or was it just the nervous mess with him? He'd
only had a couple of encounters with 'other' women here before, with friends
of his Mothers, which had been quite wired at least, if wrestling and getting
beat up by your Mother wasn't weird enough!

The women, his Mother's friends had wrestled him, taken him down to the floor,
pinned him and beat him, just like his Mother would do. But with these it was
more exciting, more fascinating and more passionate, in a strange way, if been
wrestled by an older woman could be passionate! Now as he prepared Donny
thought to himself about those two other occasion with his Mothers friends and
yes wrestling and older woman could be passionate! The women had been very
zealous in the way they had come for him, grabbing and gripped him, wearing
him down until they were on top of him and pinning the lad down.

Both women had gone for him fully and he'd tried his best to take them down,
to fight back and to win, but both women had been too strong for him, they had
been close fights and he lost both. But the women had 'thanked him' for
putting on such a vigorous performance for him. In fact, he'd put everything
into both the fights and into the after fight event, when he'd ... ... Well
that was something else, and something he hoped his Mother didn't find out
about, especially as it had been with her friends!

So now, today he had another fight, match with another woman! Nervously he
reached out and turned the door handle then stepped into the games room, he
wondered who he would be up against today. Maybe one of the previous women,
they had both said they really wanted to grapple with him again, in both ways!
Or was it someone new, even if it was someone 'new' to this was it someone he
knew, another of his Mother friends or a woman he'd never seen before, 'that
might be interesting!'

Donny stepped inside, the door closed behind him, he was at one end of the
games room and at the other was a woman, her back was too him but as the door
closed she turned around and the lad got his first look at her 'Wow!'

The woman stood there, she was tall, noticeably taller than him, she was
dressed in just a set of pure white underwear, she looked good, she looked
strong, she looked stunning. This strong woman had a firm, toned body that was
on full display for the lad to see and admire and she looked dame good. She
was a lot older than him, but an attractive older woman, in fact she was more
than double his age, a mature woman in her mid 40's, but someone who had taken
a lot of care of herself and still had the time, determination and dedication
to keep her looks and body in tip top condition.

Donny felt a slight twang in his shorts as he looked at her, well she was an
attractive woman, her face had a god mature look to it, there was no hiding
that, nor had she tried to hide it with makeup, she was just a very good
looking older woman. She had short dark black hair, very short in fact, even
short back and side but it suited her so well. Then there was her dark eyes
and red lips, all of which appealed to the lad, so did her stunning body. Her
long slender legs, that looked so soft and yet toned, her trim waist, flat,
firm stomach and well defined shoulders and arms. But his eyes were also drawn
to her well-developed chest, and that plain, simple, but now ever so
noticeable set of white underwear that took nothing away from her gorgeous
body, but enhanced it perfectly.

But the main thing was, not how fit she looked or was, not even how good
looking and gorgeous she was, the main thing for Donny was that he knew this
woman. Once he'd got over that shock he now wondered just how this evening
would end up? But there was still time for another surprise as the door to a
second smaller side room opened and out stepped someone else, a second woman.

But this one was full dressed, even if it was a very stunning, well-fitting
bright red dress. This woman looked at the lad, then to the dark hair woman,
she smirked then walked over to a well-positioned chair that was against the
wall and half along on the far side. This woman was equally as good looking
and attractive as the dark haired one, but she was also very different, and it
wasn't just that she was fully clothed.

The lad could tell this new woman favourite colour straight away, the red
shoes, red dress, flaming long red hair and bright red lips gave that away.
Apart from the way these women were dressed and the colour and length of their
hair, there was one other major difference between the two of them, their age.
There was the older dark haired woman and the much younger Donny and then this
woman, in red, she was probably about halfway between the young Donny and the
older woman. But the common thing that both women had was their striking good
looks, and as the woman in red sat down and looked across at the lad he felt
another twinge in his shorts! There was one other thing about this woman in
red, the lad knew her too!

So at one end was the young lad in his shorts, at the side was the slightly
older woman sat down all in her red dress, and at the far end was the mature
woman in her white underwear. Donny wondered if any of his friends where
having the same kind of evening as he was? 'probably not!'

Just then the tall dark haired woman stepped forward and started to make her
way towards Donny, the lad readied himself, the look on the woman's face was
quite uncompromising and he kind of knew this was going to be 'one of those
evenings!'

Back inside the main house and Annie was feeling more than just a 'bit pivied
off!' She's lost that stupid bet and now she ... ... DING! DONG! She looked
down at her watch 'about time', the woman got up and went to the front door
she was determined that tonight would not be a complete right off!

Back in the outbuilding and WHACK! OOOOOHHHHH! Donny staggered back as the
tall dark haired woman's other fist made contact and drove him further
backwards. He's though he'd been smart and managed to dodge her fist few jabs
and punches, but it hadn't all worked out and he'd been caught out by a fade
from her right hand, whilst paying too much attention to this when he should
have been looking out for her left jab.

The woman now ducked down, dropping her shoulder low so she could now throw
her fist forward and into the lad gut WHACK! OOOOHHHHH! The blow was good and
caught him well, a bit too well, he staggered some more and as he tried to
catch his breath, and he dropped his guard for just a second. But that was all
she required, there was a gap and she was going to take advantage SMACK! Now
she let loose with the hard punches, that one found his chin and not only made
his jaw ach but his head spin.

The blow caused the lad to lose his concentration, again, and give her another
opportunity to strike out, but this time is was a clenched fist that came the
long way around. Out and around to the side, Donny just didn't see it, he saw
her shoulder come up and move around, but by the time he'd though about 'what
could be happening there?' the move had been made and her fist had struck
home. Well the side of his head and made Donny stagger to the side and away
from her, his head pounded, spun and felt as if it was cold numb and on fire
at the same time.

That was some blow and one the lad was finding it difficult to shake off, he
steadied himself on his feet, blinked and blinked to try and get his eyes
focusing again and quickly brought his fists up ready to strike out, or defend
himself, which ever it was going to be. As he screwed up his eyes and blinked
again he then saw 'Oh!' THUD! There straight out in front of his face was a
foot, a foot of a woman, a foot that was heading straight for him!

He felt the blow, the foot slamming into his face and drive hard into him, he
felt his face squash up, the taste of blood in his mouth and the feeling of
falling backwards. It all seemed to happen in slow-motion, especially the
falling part, then all of a sudden it speeded up and THUD! Donny was lying on
his back on the floor looking up at the celling light. 'God that hurt!' Even
though he'd seen the foot that had hit him he still had to ask 'Wow, what hit
me?'

He lay there for a second then UUUUHHHHHH! Suddenly there was a very tight
grip onto the front of his shorts, a grip that took hold of 'him' hard, the
woman's hand had grabbed him, then UUUHHHFFFF! That was quickly followed by a
sharp pain into his gut as the woman now brought her knee down into his belly.
The harsh pain from the woman coming down hard into his stomach made the lad
shot up right, only to bring is face closer to her so she could SMASH!

A backhand across his face as his head come up, making his already sore and
aching face and head even more battered and hurt. As his head swirled the
woman grabbed onto him and pulled him all the way upright and onto his feet.
She was just getting started with him and needed him up on his feet so she
could put him back down, again WALLOP! UUUWWWW!

Donny's Mother was different in their matches, she wrestled him, took him down
and wore him into submission. This woman was different, there was no wrestling
skill here, only brute force, she was fighting him, she went about beating him
up, taking him down harshly, and pounding him into obedience and surrender.
She was vicious, hard, uncompromising and determined to inflict what she could
on him.

But there was also something else about this compared to this other encounters
with his Mother and the other women. Even when this woman dragged him up then
throw her fist into his gut and her knee up into his groin. She was hurting
him yes, hurting him a lot, but as the woman grabbed onto him, and he grappled
with her, as the steamy bodies of the older woman and younger lad now gripped
together, pushing against each other. 'Yes, there was defiantly something else
there, something exciting!'

When she'd dragged him up again and was about to drop him, again, Donny had
reached out for her and got a hold. Somehow he's managed to get a good hold of
and onto the woman's arms and now the two of them pushed against each other, a
show, a test of strength, male v's female, youth v's experience!

The lad was pushing for all he was worth, he was sure he was pushing her back
and even downwards, he could see, quite clearly that his face was getting
closer and closer to her large, lovely bra and those wonderful ... ...
OOOOWWWHHHH! THUD!

It was then he felt that falling sensation again, the woman had got him in to
position, she certainly wasn't going to let this boy push 'her' over! At the
right moment she'd swung one of her legs out and around, catching it behind
his leg and pulled backwards, so taking the lad's leg away and toppling the
boy over. He never knew anything about it, caught completely by surprises
after all he was far too busy concentrating on trying to bury his face into
her tits to see what she was planning and up to.

'Shit!' The lad was disappointed not only that he been put down, but he was so
close to SMACK! OOOUUHHH! There was a loud slapping sound as a bare female
foot slammed into a bare male upper body. There was another strike, another
hit and another sharp blow as the woman's' strong leg kicked out and sent her
foot pounding into the lad's weak body. As he rolled around hurt, the woman
kicked him again as if moving him alone. Then when he'd stopped rolling she
reached down at the blue matting and pulled it up and away, exposing to solid
wood floor and so when the lad fell now it would hurt even more.

Now she grabbed onto his head and dragged the lad up, back to his feet SMACK!
Another slap across his face, he staggered SMACK! Another then WHACK! Her leg
came up and across, her foot flew into his face and the lad was dropped down
to the now exposed hard wooden floor THUD! Donny wasn't use to landing on the
hard wooden floor, with his Mother the matting had always been there for some
kind of protection, but now!

This new woman now dragged him up off of the ground and dropped him down a few
more time, each time he was yanked upwards, slapped, punched and hit. Then
finally a leg, a foot or just a good old fashion fist dropped him back down to
the floor. This was her way of draining the lad of his energy and sapping him
of his strength, by beating it out of him. Finally, she dropped him for the
last time. The fight was over he was down she was on top, she was the winner
here.

The winner walked around her fallen prey pleased with her win, but to complete
this properly, she stopped at his head, lifted her foot and placed her dirty
sole onto his face. Donny didn't know if he was to just lay there or what, but
something made the lad stick out his tongue and lick the woman's foot clean!
As she felt his tongue she thought to herself 'good boy.'

Just then the woman in red who throughout all this had sat and watched
unbuckled her shoes, took them off and walked over to the winning woman. When
the redhead got to the older woman, she turned around allowing the dark hired
woman to unzip her dress, that quickly dropped to the floor. The redhead was
now down to her underwear, pretty, lacy and of course red, she now leaned
forward and kissed the winner passionately. At the same time the younger
woman's foot moved onto the front of Donny's shorts, the lad was still
cleaning the winners foot and now he felt something else!

The older woman reached back grabbed a hand full of red hair and pulled the
younger woman's head back so she could run her tongue up and down the
delightful neck of the redhead. She noticed the other woman's foot on Donny's
shorts "is he ready?" The redhead smiled and nodded, now it was time for
something else!

Impressed with how the lad had used his tongue to clean her foot without being
told she now removed her foot from his face and replaced it with her butt as
she now sat on him! The redhead had pulled down Donny's short, she was
impressed as well, but with something else, and now she straddled him across
his crotch. With the older dark haired woman sat on his face and the younger
redheaded woman sat on his cock Donny wondered just how all this was going to
go?

With the women in position they leaned forward, a pair of hands on his chest
and a pair of hands on his stomach. The woman got close and they each stuck
out their tongues so they could gently rub their tongue against the other
woman's tongue. And so the passion slowly started to raise! Under the women
Donny wondered if this was going to lead to him having to 'perform?' He wasn't
worried about that, but was mindful of how intense the fight had been, so what
would the love making be like!

He wondered again if any of his friends had had an evening like his, beat up
by an older woman and now about to be used and abused, in a good way, again by
the older woman and her younger 'friend'. But there was also one other point
to all this, he did already know these women as well, the older woman was his
Aunt, Aunty Jenny, his Mothers Sister and the redhead, she was his gorgeous
teacher, Mrs Maxwell. Now this sort of added a 'little extra' to what was
going to follow!

Much, much later after the session had indeed got very hot, steamy and
passionate the two, very satisfied woman, where dressed and ready to leave.
The completely drained, exhausted and overjoyed Donny was still laid out on
the floor, he was staring up at the celling, still in total amazement at what
had happened here tonight. How Aunty Jenny and his teacher Mrs Maxwell,
Sophie, had used, abused and fucked him so hard and rough, then caressed and
loved him so tender and fondly.

Just then he heard the footsteps of Aunty Jenny and his teacher Mrs Maxwell,
Sophie as he was now probably allowed to call her, walking across the wooden
floor to where he lay, both women had their shoes in their hands and they now
stood either side of him and looked down.

His Aunty had her normal uncompromising look on her face, and his teacher, she
had her 'please to see you' smile. Aunty Jenny spoke "time to get some rest
until next time honey." 'Next time? Honey? That was the first time Aunty Jenny
had said anything like ... ... .' WHACK! There was a sharp blow from the other
side of him, straight into the side of his head from Sophie, "and I'll see you
tomorrow, my prize pupil!" Donny rolled over as his head once more burst with
pain, his eyes focused on Aunty Jenny who looked down at him for the last
time, her dirty foot came up and WHACK! Down onto his face, sending her new
favourite Nephew into a state of unconsciousness!

The women put their shoes back on, kissed and went out of the outbuildings,
leaving Donny there and up to the main house, so Jenny could see her Sister!

As the women walked into the kitchen Annie was there dressed in just a short
bathrobe, Sophie smiled 'Oh! Nice!' Jenny just grinned at her Sister "You
might want to leave Donny for a while, the little lads completely exhausted
now after being with me, so best let him rest. You'll probably be able to use
him for something or the other in a couple of days. Bye!"

Jenny grabbed the redhead's hands, as the teacher was now taking a bit too
much interest in Annie and led her away and out of the house. Annie was
annoyed, angry with her Sister and how she was. But this was normal for Annie
and Jenny, next time Annie would win the bet or argument and it would all be
reversed, such was their way.

But this particular 'incident' had all been about a bet, one of the Sister's
normal little wagers, that were so competitive. The bet that Annie had lost to
her Sister Jenny had been a simple enough one when both of the women had been
out in the town one evening last week. They had gone into a trendy bar and
seen quite a few delightful 'little things' both male and female. But the one
that stood out most of all had been the redhead, Sophie. Annie had recognised
her straight away as one of Donny's teachers and pointed her out to her
Sister, both the older woman liked what they saw and the bet was made as to
who would be taking Sophie home with them that night?

The redhead had been quite taken aback and swept off her feet by the two
attractive older women's attention, and for her it had been a difficult
decision but Jenny had just stood out for a her a bit more so it was back to
hers for a bit of under the sheet fun that night. Much to Annie's
disappointment, not only at losing out on waking up the next morning cuddled
up with the gorgeous redhead but also loosing to her Sister, of all people!

The forfeit or winnings from these bets, as normal, would be decided by the
winner, and decide after the bet had been won, just to add to the tension.
Jenny had decided she wanted Donny her Nephew, not just to fuck him but to
play with him, Jenny knew all about Annie's new hobby with the wrestling,
she'd been having her own similar fun for years. Maybe that was where Annie
had got the interest for all this in the first place. So Aunty Jenny wanted to
play with Nephew Donny in the games room, with Sophie watching and that was
what she, the winner, got!

Jenny was the winner of this particular sibling wager and she loved the fact
that her Sister hated that, also she had had a 'very enjoyable' time with her
Nephew and was defiantly now planning to have many more. Plus, she also had
the delightful redhead to take home tonight and have her way with. 'Yes things
were good, she loved being the winner that took it all!'

But Annie was, like her Sister, a crafty woman, with Donny out the way, Norman
away on business Annie had to provide herself with some other entertainment.
Now as her Sister and Sophie left Annie was all alone in the house, she
finished her cup of tea and went back into the living room. It was a large
room and as she entered she undone that short bathrobe that fell to the
ground. Underneath the woman was wearing a set of black leather underwear!

The woman went over to the nearby cabinet and picked up the imposing looking
riding crop that was laying there, she turned around to the two naked men now
knelt and cowering on the floor. She slammed the crop into her hand, the sound
made the men jump, they were Jenny's husband and Sophie's husband, Annie
smiled "right where were we before I went off? Oh yes discipline training
wasn't it ... ... ?"