Rosco Murtson - Adoption Agency Girl

"I… She… It was all her fault," Jane sobbed. "I'm not a queer girl. I've never done anything like that in my life before! Please make her stop now. I'll never do anything like that again!"

"That's enough, Audrey," he said, but Audrey continued for another few seconds, bringing Jane right to the brink of a wholly unwanted orgasm. She rose grinning, licking her lips, to stand beside Jane once again. "See if Jane liked it, Nurse Frye."

The husky nurse came up to Jane, reached down and put her fingers in her slit. She felt all around before reporting, "She's quite wet, Mr. Scantland. I'd say she liked it quite a lot."

He rose from his desk. "Let me see," he said, and then there were two people's fingers poking and slipping in Janie's cunt, while she stood teetering between orgasm and mortification.

Still diddling Jane's twat, Mr. Scantland said, "Audrey, you shouldn't have taken advantage of little Jane. She's too young, too innocent, or at least she was before last night. You're going to have to be punished. Bend over, please."

"Yes, sir!"

"Jane," he said, "please take down Audrey's panties and select a suitable instrument for her punishment. You are to whip her."

Janie's whole day brightened. Here was the girl who'd gotten her in all this trouble, who'd seduced her into being a queer girl and who'd then confessed to all their sins together, all ready to be whipped by her! With a spring in her step, Jane went to the desk and chose the riding crop, nice and limber, and went around behind Audrey.

The big blonde was bent at the waist, hands on her knees, high heels close together. Jane boldly flipped up Audrey's short brown skirt, revealing her upturned bottom in its taut, extremely thin pink sheathing. Audrey caught in her breath as Jane unceremoniously jerked the panties down to her knees. As she did it, Jane had a very close view of Audrey's magnificently shaped bottom, perfectly smooth and white, save for the deeply split and blonde-furred pink bulge protruding back from between her buttocks, smelling strongly of sex. Mr. Scantland was at Janie's side as she rose, both gazing at the flawless flesh she was about to whip. With one hand he still stroked the big bulge in his pants, and now with the other he poked a long finger in that bulging pink split, and he said, "Is this where you kissed her, Jane?"

"Y-Yes, sir."

"Was it as wet as it is now? As warm?"

He was looking at her for an answer. She swallowed hard, and then her fingers joined his in delving and poking within Audrey's heavily swollen vulva. "It was… even wetter," she murmured, while the hot flesh under her fingers seemed to writhe and twitch.

"It obviously tasted good to you then. How does it taste now?" he said, and he lifted her wetted fingers to her mouth. Mr. Scantland calmly watched, Nurse Frye tittered, and he figure behind the stained red draperies swayed forward while Jane dutifully licked her fingers clean. It almost made her sick, sick with secret desire at the cunty taste of them, and it made her look forward even more to the whipping she'd been chosen to administer.

"SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!" The thin riding crop resounded smartly against Audrey's lily-white buttocks as Jane applied it with all her strength. Audrey was rocking back and forth on her high heels, Mr. Scantland was nodding his approval as he fondled his cock-bulge, Nurse Frye held a hand to her smiling mouth, and the figure behind the drapes swayed backward now. In moments Audrey's lovely white derriere was striped with crimson. She was gasping and moaning but still clinging to her knees with both hands as Jane laid it on her, "SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!", working down her lush, quivering thighs now. The little brunette was panting with highly pleasurable excitement, until she realized that very probably Audrey would soon be called upon to administer a similar whipping to her, and Audrey was a big, strong girl.

Jane's blouse had come open and her hair was tousled from her exertions, but now she quickly dropped the whip and said, "That's surely enough, Mr. Scantland. Dear heavens, I didn't mean to hit poor Audrey hard enough to leave a mark," she said, smoothing her hand over Audrey's highly inflamed buttocks, and pausing with it to tickle fingers within her vulva, decidedly and surprisingly wetter now.

"I don't think she's had near enough," said he, and when his hand roughly touched Audrey's criss-crossed backside, Jane distinctly felt Audrey's cunt open up and contract, in time with the hot shudder that ran through the big blonde's body. Had her cruel whipping further aroused Audrey? Impossible, Jane thought, but so many impossible things had happened to her at the Agency that she couldn't be sure. Oddly enough, Janie's cunt was all atingle, and even more strangely, she welcomed the feeling of sexual excitement.

"Should I… spank her some more?" she asked.

He shook his head. "I'll take over now," he said, and Audrey's cuntlips were fluttering like a moth's wings as Jane drew her fingers from them.

He slapped Audrey smartly on her ass and told her to straighten up. The light was shining very brightly in her eyes now and her smooth cheeks were definitely flushed with sexual excitement, further confirmed by her thumb-sized nipples poking hard at her diaphanous blouse. Jane was wholly intrigued, but more than certain that if a whipping was to be her lot, it wouldn't have this effect on her.

Mr. Scantland went to the desk and got the leather thong, and Audrey watched him every step of the way, big tits heaving with her excitement. "Hold your skirt up," he told her, and she quickly did so, elevating it very high, exposing all of the thin black garter belt that held up her gleaming white stockings. "And you," he said to Janie, "you get on your knees in front of her, where you can keep your tongue in her twat while I'm whipping her."

"M-Me?" said Jane, nonplused by his command.

"You," he replied. "You said you'd liked the taste of her cunt. Didn't you?"

"W-well, yes, but… "

"And you licked it all last night, didn't you?" he demanded.

"Yes, but…," she said, face turned scarlet as Audrey's pussy.

"But what? Well?" said Mr. Scantland, leaning close to her.

"With these people here?" Jane whispered.

"There's only Nurse Frye and myself," he blandly said. "Go ahead. On your knees, girl. Don't you want your friend to have a bit of pleasure with her pain?"

Jane glanced apprehensively at Nurse Frye, and past her to the figure behind the draperies, very obvious now, and very obviously breathing faster. Nurse Frye came over to her. The matronly redhead patted Jane's waist and said, "It's all right, dear. Goodness knows, there's little I haven't seen working for Mr. Scantland. Go ahead, Jane. I know it's something you'll enjoy doing for Audrey, and I certainly know Audrey will find it comforting. Go on, dear. Do as Mr. Scantland says. He always knows what's best."

Mr. Scantland nodded, Audrey beamed the warmest of smiles down on Janie, and Janie blushed anew and dropped to her knees.

The cunt before her face was absolutely gorgeous. Janie wanted to taste it again more than almost anything else in the world, now that she was faced with it. She placed her little hands on warm, marble smooth hips, inserted her tongue between creamy wet lips, and immediately found Audrey's big, big clit. ZIPPP! Mr. Scantland's leather thong made its first bite, the big clit bulged forward through Jane's sucking lips, and Audrey very clearly experienced an orgasm.

ZIPPP!… ZIPPP!… ZIPPP! The leather made its marks in slow cadence, each one bringing the swaying blonde to a higher state of tortured ecstasy, each one making her gushing twat all the more savory and exciting to the kneeling brunette. Jane was sucking noisily, tonguing beautifully, clutching Audrey's hips hard and perhaps cumming herself while the slow whipping went on. Audrey was moaning and gasping and shuddering from the pleasures and the pains behind and in front of her, and there was no 'perhaps' about her orgasms.