Lecturing Laura Ch 06

Chapter Six

It was quite late on a Friday night about a month later that the professor arrived back at the house for dinner with an old friend in tow. Amelia, already knowing the young archaeologist intimately, kissed him passionately and then introduced him to Laura who was sitting demurely on the chaise longue. She rose to her feet slowly and gracefully, trying not to wince as the clamp on her labia moved slightly and hoping with all her heart that he had not heard the little tinkling of the bell that swung freely between her thighs.

"Rufus spent a few weeks with us last time he was in town, Laura, and got to know us very well. He has just finished his first book on the Minoans and I believe he is heading off to the lovely island of Crete in a couple of months to do some more research and digging," stated the professor as he poured a couple of brandies into large balloon glasses.

"That's correct, David. Hopefully, Arthur Evans will have left something for me to dig up!" responded Rufus with a self-deprecating smile on his broad face and his blue eyes sparkled as they looked at the slim young girl and took in her shapely contours. Idle conversation about mutual friends rather left Laura out until the gong went for dinner and then they went through to the dining room with Rufus escorting her while she kept hoping that he would not notice the faint tinkling of the bell as it swayed from side to side. Over dinner, the conversation became far more general and soon Laura was able to venture some of her own opinions without disgracing herself.

As the plates were cleared away, Amelia asked if they were going to indulge in a game of cards as they had done when Rufus had been there before and the professor nodded and asked the butler to set up the card table in the drawing room. A few minutes later and Laura found herself playing whist and worrying about the seriousness with which the other three were approaching the game. She had been introduced to the game by her uncle and knew the basics but she certainly wasn't an experienced player and so she was a little apprehensive as they cut for partners and she found herself with the professor.

"Usual house rules?" inquired Rufus with a lift of his sandy eyebrow and the professor nodded in agreement.

"Of course, old chap. Amelia and I have been educating young Laura here in the ways of the world so she isn't as innocent as she appears to be. In fact..."

Laura felt herself blush as the professor's eyes swept over her and she desperately hoped that he would not embarrass her by relating how he had taken her in his office.

"She might surprise you, Rufus," he continued. "Stand up, girl, and raise your skirt up to your waist. Come on, hurry up!"

Laura felt as if her heart were sinking into the floor as she slowly stood up and started to slide her long gown up, revealing her shapely calves then her thighs with their gartered stockings and finally, making her flush bright pink, her naked pubis complete with the golden bell dangling from the chain that led to the clamp screwed tightly onto her pussy lips.

"I wondered what the little noise was," laughed Rufus and his large hand moved towards her to touch the jewellery. She inched away nervously only to be halted by a barked command from the professor but her thighs still shook as his fingers grasped the bell. He shook it and then sent it swaying with a little push and it tinkled merrily as it swung back and forth between her thighs while her mortification increased and then he caught it and tugged on it slightly and she gasped as a fresh shard of agony lanced into her clamped quim lips before he released it and she was allowed to sit back down again.

It took all of her concentration after such a humiliation to manage to play whist but she fortunately received a string of good hands and eventually Laura and the professor won the first game by four points.

"Four points so under house rules that makes four punishments to be paid by the female half," remarked the professor as he leant back comfortably in his chair and eyed his wife. "I think the cane to begin with... I do so like watching the redness blossom on your white skin, my dear. Then I think those delightful breasts need a little reminder and maybe a soft hand, Laura's possibly, on your pouting pussy. That's three so one more. Hmm, a nice service from your tongue for both of us," he laughed and then he got up and went off to find what he required while Laura stared down at the floor in shock and shivered as she contemplated what she was about to witness. Rufus on the other hand smiled and helped himself to a brandy while the professor was away and then dealt a few hands of patience until he came back.

Laura could only admire the gracefulness of Amelia as she removed her long gown to reveal no drawers or petticoats before she draped herself over the edge of the chaise longue, presenting her pert buttocks beautifully for the vicious rod of the cane. She watched as the professor took a few practice swings, cutting through the air and making the twin globes shiver as they heard the movement then he raised the rod high and she clenched her fingers into a fist as she remembered the pain. The wooden cane fell with a hiss and there was a sharp anguished cry from Amelia and then a livid red weal emblazoned on her cheeks. He struck again, a little lower and the buttocks rippled under the impact and another cry was forced out of Amelia's pretty lips as the pain lanced into her body. A further four strokes sufficed, leaving the woman's arse cheeks striped beautifully and then she unfolded herself from the chaise longue and stood, waiting for her next punishment.

"Hands on head, Amelia!" snapped the professor and she hastened to obey, having learnt that lesson early in their marriage. Her breasts were now pulled up slightly and Laura focused her eager eyes on the rosy nipples and the pale flesh as the professor picked up a three stranded whip and started to use it. The skin slowly reddened under the onslaught and Laura could tell how much the little whip hurt by the sharp winces of pain that crossed Amelia's face and the tell-tale traces of tears as they trickled down her cheeks. Minutes passed and the strands whipped across her exposed breasts until the whiteness was suffused into scarlet and then he laid the infernal little whip down.

"Now it's your turn, Laura," remarked the professor and she jerked, surprised as she had totally forgotten about being mentioned earlier. "Oh and no ideas of being soft on Amelia or I am going to take a wooden ruler and use it on you, Laura."

She shivered at the thought as she moved towards the standing woman and then she was bending her over, pressing down on the smooth white warmth of her back until her hands touched the ground, making her buttocks splay out. She smoothed Amelia's thighs and then up across her quim and found her wet and then she began to spank her, striking with her palm across the delicate skin and making the woman wriggle as the sharp shards of pain drove into her senses. Laura felt a delicious warmth in her own body as her hand encountered Amelia's wetness and she covered her thighs and pussy in a series of sharp smacks that had her groaning as the pain continued to build steadily.

She was quite disappointed when she was ordered to stop but then Amelia knelt before her and pushed up her gown and soon her agile tongue was exploring the tender flesh of her quim, sliding around the cruel jaws that pinned her softness together and making her swell in delight. Laura was aware of the eyes of the two men on her as her face displayed her pleasure and being watched somehow added to the shameful pleasure she was experiencing as the flickering tongue tasted her slit until it finally left to wrap itself around her husband's thick cock. He pulled her over to the chaise longue again and arranged her so that she was staring at the ceiling before he straddled her and used her sweet mouth for his pleasure. Amelia tasted his warmth as it slid into her and then he speared straight into her throat and she gagged for a moment before she remembered everything that she had been taught over so many years and accepted the large crown. She stayed still, a perfect receptacle for him as he thrust in and out hard and fast, using her for his pleasure while she felt the friction of his cock shaft against the inside of her lips and then the invasion of her throat time and time again. He seemed to thrust even harder and deeper and she knew he was about to come and then his creamy sperm bubbled up into her throat and jetted into her mouth before he pulled out and sprayed her face with his seed, staining her with his essence before he calmly tucked himself away and readied himself for another game of cards.

Amelia returned to the table a few moments later having swallowed down his thick cream though some still trickled down her face and body as she played, naked now as apparently house rules commanded and Laura suddenly found herself concentrating furiously as she tried to ensure that she would not have to suffer the same fate. However, her earlier run of good fortune deserted her and so her team went down to defeat by just two points. The blood seemed to pound faster in her body as she experienced the thoughtful blue eyes of Rufus flickering across her face and she found herself shaking slightly as she waited to hear her fate.

"A spanking first, I think, my friends," chuckled the young archaeologist. "It would be a tragedy not to treat such a perfectly formed young bottom to a meeting with my hand. Now remove your gown, my dear, and then come and lie over my lap."

Laura was almost relieved by the prospect and she settled over his broad lap and wiggled herself into position while his large hands smoothed her white cheeks as he commented on their absolute perfection. She waited as he continued his detailed exploration, blushing as the bell tinkled merrily and then came the first spank and she suddenly realised how large and hard his hands were. A sharp crack echoed around the room and she gasped in surprise and pain as he struck her cheeks. Another blow followed and then another and she found herself trying to maintain some sort of composure as the pain rocketed through her nervous system and exploded in her mind.

Rufus smiled as he felt the cheeks ripple under the impact of his palm and he watched the pure paleness tinge into pink and then a duller red as he continued to spank her beautiful bottom while she wriggled on his lap, exciting his thick cock. Tears formed and then spilled out of Laura's sea-green eyes while the centre of her being seemed to liquefy as the vibrations of the spanking travelled into her. Heat radiated from her skin as it changed to a glowing crimson and her pleas became more desperate as the pain level continued to swell inside her until finally the hard hand finished beating her buttocks and she was instructed to stand up.

Laura was so embarrassed as she stood there in front of this near stranger, clad only in her stockings while her buttocks were now scarlet and tendrils of excitement leaked from her quim betraying her desire as they sparkled on her inner thighs. His fingers rubbed them into her skin while he considered her next punishment and then they crept up to the clamp and released it and she gasped with relief as her crushed lips were allowed to breathe once more. Suddenly, he was on his feet too and leading her over to the chaise longue and she found herself positioned face down over it, buttocks horribly vulnerable while Amelia eased herself into position, thighs spread so that Laura's tongue could taste her sweet nectar.

Rufus looked at the curled hair surrounding the tight slit and his fingers slipped in and out of her honeypot, making her wriggle with delight as he touched her sensitive folds. He removed his trousers and freed his cock, pressing the purple head into her wetness and feeling her body throb around him instantly. He slicked some of her juice over his shaft then speared in suddenly, stretching her wide with his enormity and she gasped out her shock into Amelia's welcoming warmth. Amelia wriggled further forward and then reached up and grasped the girl's head and pulled it down into her as Rufus drove into her tight channel savagely, filling her completely with his length and girth. Laura screamed out at every insertion and then felt bereft as he withdrew and her tongue flickered faster inside Amelia's sweetness as she inhaled her scent deep into her body.

Rufus could feel her gripping his cock as if her insides were made of velvet and the delicious sensation excited him as he speared in and out, watching the pink splayed folds bubble with juices. He moved his fingers down and found her hard nub and he squeezed it tightly as he shafted her once again and she moaned in pure desperate delight as she came, writhing on his impaling tool while her lips and tongue brought Amelia off too. Rufus held out for another few seconds before he had to give in and then his sperm came pumping out of his cock and sprayed into her clenching tunnel while she spasmed around him, draining him dry. He slumped forward over her back as he thrust in again and showered her quim with more semen and then he was resting on her warm skin and waiting for his heartbeat to slow as the mantel clock ticked away.

There was no third rubber to decide an overall winner. Instead, the professor led Amelia away to bed while Laura was told to go with Rufus. She was excited at the prospect even though she was also embarrassed at being full of his slippery sperm. She stood by the bed as he undressed, removing his cuff- links deftly and then her heart fluttered as he told her to bend over. She gasped as she saw the split-tailed tawse emerge like a coiled serpent from his suitcase and then the heavy leather was lying draped over her back as she trembled with fear and yet with desire too. He used it lightly on her back, striping the pure whiteness as a light introduction before he began in earnest on her bottom cheeks and she found herself howling out a paean of agony as the leather kissed her softness, creating a series of raw red welts that squeezed the breath from her lungs and the tears from her eyes. He moved down to her thighs and the pain intensified and she was on the very point of breaking when he stopped and caressed her with sweet kisses instead, pressing his lips into her wounds and easing the soreness a little.

She used her mouth obediently to lick around his taut ball sac and then up his shaft while her eyes widened as it swelled into full magnificence and towered up from his belly. His fingers slipped inside her quim and scooped out their mixed juices and she found herself shivering with fear and yet with dark excitement as he oiled her tight anal pucker. Then she straddled him obediently and waited as he positioned the massive gleaming knob of his cock between her buttocks. Her body shook and soft tears dripped from her eyes as he parted her soft, beaten cheeks with his hands until his glans was pressing insistently against her puckered entrance. He paused, stilling any desire to thrust, and just waited for gravity to open her up around his massive shaft while his fingers stroked her belly and up to the coral-pink tips of her breasts, making her shiver in delight.

Laura's breath caught in her throat as he entered her just an inch, sliding up into her bowels as her sphincter gave in and stretched wide. He pressed down on her thighs and she gulped as another inch shifted up inside her, filling her and stretching her so much that she thought that she was going to be split in two. He shifted beneath her and then suddenly he was driving up inside her and Laura's mouth opened wide and her breath exhaled in a great long rush as she was taken and used and sodomised.

He stilled himself again then, just throbbing inside her bottom hole while she tried to accustom herself to the magnificent degradation of being used in such a way while her hot tears dripped down and fell onto his torso. He rubbed them into his flesh before he used his fingers on her slit, sliding them in and rotating them around. It was almost more than she could bear to be filled there as well but she could not deny the sweet excitement that coursed through her veins as he started to move slowly and gently inside her bowels. Every slow thrust up seemed to send shards of liquid pain and pleasure wandering up through her nerves and when he withdrew, she felt as if her world was being shattered only for it to be renewed in exquisite agony as he slithered back in again.

The night darkened unheeded as the slow dance of lust and love went on and then his clever fingers fastened on her clit and he held it fast and felt it throb out her passion as she came, arching her back and grinding her hips down to take more of his vast length inside her as she wanted to be filled to overflowing. He stroked her again while he began to move faster and faster beneath her, spearing his shaft into her squelchy warmth. Laura teetered on the brink again as his fingers played with her softness and then she was sweeping down the white water ride of her climax as his hot cream started to pump up into her dark innards, spraying up inside her while her own juices ran like a river onto his stomach.

On her marriage day, two months later, Laura walked down the aisle in pure white while the infuriating golden bell tinkling away with each stride reminded her of the day when she had met her husband. Looking handsome and tanned, he was smiling at her from the altar and she found herself licking her lips in nervous anticipation of being at his mercy once again. Under the white gown, she wore nothing but stockings and the unmistakable marks of a caning administered the night before by the professor and she wriggled a little as she wondered if Rufus would be adding to it that night when she undressed for him and offered herself to him unreservedly. The thought excited her and she smiled as she realised that her pussy was now dripping with moisture as the organist continued to drone on. It was time for her to move on as the professor had explained when he had told her that Rufus wanted her to marry him. Time for her to stop being lectured but to go out and to learn for herself instead. She took one more step then slid her arm from her aged uncle's and took her beloved's hand as she got ready to promise to obey him in all things... a thought that sent shivers of pleasurable anticipation slithering down her spine.