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Julie's Invitation: When Carrie next found herself in
Julie's apartment, it was clear to both women that their relationship had
been irreversibly transformed during Carrie's last visit. No longer was it
possible for Carrie to doubt her craving for the sensual pleasures to
which Julie had introduced her.
As for Julie, she had always enjoyed teaching young women to expand their
sexual horizons, and she now knew that in Carrie she had a most receptive
pupil. Thus, soon after they were settled in her living room sipping their
cups of tea, Julie broached the question which was uppermost in both their
minds: what next?
Coming straight to the point, Julie pulled her chair so that she was
staring Carrie in the face and asked, "Carrie, are you ready to bare the
lower half of your body for me?" Abrupt as her question was, it came as no
surprise to Carrie. After all, Carrie had already given Julie freer reign
over her upper body than she had ever granted anyone else, so why should
she not now give her access to her lower body?
Clearly, aside from her residual resistance to confront her own lesbian
predilections, there was no reason for her to deny Julie equal access to
that portion of her anatomy specifically designed for sexual
gratification. With these considerations still flashing through her mind,
Carrie demurely lowered her head and, after a few moments, said, in a
trembling voice, "Yes, I think that I am."
Pleased by Carrie's answer, Julie leaned back and asked Carrie to uncover
her body from the waist down, leaving her upper body clothed. At first
this request struck Carrie as strange, but, having learned to trust
Julie's judgment, she rose from her chair and removed all the clothes
below her waist. When she had done so, Julie beckoned her to come closer
and stand so that their knees touched and Carrie's naked belly and crotch
were available for Julie's inspection.
For a little while, Julie contented herself with visual appreciation of
the image before her. Like a connoisseur savoring a glass of fine wine,
she drank in the expanse of smooth skin covering Carrie's slightly rounded
lower belly and savored the soft flesh padding on her pubic region and
upper thighs. Soon unable to resist temptation further, she reached
forward to run her hands over the delicious contours of Carrie's pelvis
and palpate the succulent flesh of her buttock.
Sensing Carrie's nervous response to her explorations, especially those in
the neighborhood of her vulva, Julie quickly placed her hands on the
points of Carrie's pelvis and pushed her back a couple of steps. Then,
with an indulgent smile, Julie said "Carrie, it is not my intention to
offend. I sympathize with your reservations about having another woman
handle the most intimate parts of your body and suggest that you sit back
down."
Obviously relieved, Carrie took Julie's advise and returned to her chair.
However, no sooner did she resume her seat than she was overcome by
intense embarrassment about the exposure of her nether regions which
sitting entailed. Namely, short of crossing her legs, there was no way of
her not displaying her entire pubic area when she sat down, and, after she
herself had bared the region in question, crossing her legs was a
ridiculous option. Thus, with a self-conscious blush on her face, Carrie
took her seat and, as if to demonstrate her resolve, left her legs
sufficiently spread that Julie had an unobstructed view of her vulva.
After several minutes in this position, Carrie began to understand Julie's
wish that she remain covered from the waist up. By baring only her lower
body, she had focused attention on that region in a way which total
nakedness would have diffused. As she soon realized, there was something
excitingly obscene about sitting as she was, chastely clothed from the
waist up and blatantly exposed from the waist down. Added to this was the
fact that another woman was making no pretense about the enjoyment that
this exposure was affording her.
Indeed, Julie was doing nothing to conceal the pleasure which she derived
from letting her eyes rove over the hills and valleys of Carrie's naked
lower body. Further, after giving her target a thorough inspection, Julie
began discussing some of the many sensual techniques to which she would
enjoy introducing Carrie's bottom half. Perhaps out of respect for
Carrie's continued modesty, Julie began by talking about things that she
would like to do with Carrie's belly.
"Do you remember your second visit to my apartment, the one on which your
belly had to bear the brunt of my attentions? I very much want to teach
you how important a role your tummy can play in your sensual life. Because
of the demands made on it during pregnancy, the female stomach is among
the most malleable parts of a woman's anatomy and, once it has been
properly trained, can be a source of great sensual satisfaction."
Carrie had no trouble recalling the evening when Julie had worked on her
stomach, and her memories caused a visible tremor in her naked lower
belly. Yes, she had found pleasure in having Julie manipulate her tummy
and belly button, but she also remembered that her pleasure had come at
some cost.
It took several days for her stomach to fully recover from the probing to
which Julie had subjected it, and she was not at all sure that she was
ready for it to endure what promised to be a much more protracted and
thorough probing. Anticipating Carrie's concerns, Julie rose and came over
to the side of Carrie's chair, where she knelt and brought the palm of her
hand to rest against the bulge just below Carrie's navel. Then, applying
nearly no pressure, she lovingly ran her hand over and around the inverted
bowl of Carrie's lower belly. As her hand glided over the skin covering
Carrie's firm tummy, Julie started telling Carrie more details about what
she had in mind.
"Your belly has a lovely shape and is a pleasure to caress. However, if
you are to realize its full potential, you must submit to having it
trained. Sexual experience at its best must involve contrast, and the role
that I plan for your tummy is to provide that contrast. Surely you
remember the way I alternated between soothing and rough handling of your
breasts.
"Well, when I am stimulating your nether regions, I want your stomach to
be available for the rough treatment. In order to maximize the potency of
what I will do to your stomach, your stomach has to be first prepared, and
the best preparation is rigorous exercise. A woman's belly is most
susceptible to stimulation when its muscles had been worked repeatedly for
several days in advance and, as a result, are sore enough to be acutely
aware of whatever demands are being made on them.
"Thus, for example, had your tummy been properly prepared, even the gentle
massage it is now receiving could produce highly erotic sensations.
However, if you want to experience those sensations, you will have to
accept and diligently adhere to the exercise regime which I prescribe for
you."
Carrie was not averse to exercise. Throughout her school and college years
she had done a lot swimming, and since graduation she had gone regularly
to a health club where she kept her body toned with aerobic classes and
occasional weight training. Furthermore, she enjoyed the state of physical
exhaustion in which her exercise routine left her body. Nonetheless,
Julie's proposal did not immediately appeal to her.
Although the mild soreness she sometimes felt after overtaxing her muscles
was a source of pleasure, akin to that of a child worrying a loose tooth,
she balked at the idea of exercising her tummy for the express purpose of
making it sore. When she made her reservations known to Julie, Julie
offered to give Carrie a sample of the sort of thing that she would want
to do with her stomach, an offer which Carrie accepted with some
trepidation.
Rising to her feet, Julie took several solid pillows off of her sofa and
piled them in a neat stack on the floor next to Carrie's chair. She then
invited Carrie to drape herself backwards over the pillows, with her
buttock resting on the center of the top pillow and her legs and shoulders
hanging off opposite sides of the stack.
When she had taken the requested position, Julie folded each of Carrie's
legs back at the knee until her feet pressed against the pillows and her
lower body was balanced on her toes. In this position, Carrie's stomach
was stretched into a flat plane broken only by a ridge of tightly drawn
muscle running from her navel to the muff of her pubic hair.
Sitting herself cross-legged at Carrie's side, Julie ran a hand along this
ridge, stopping every few inches to test its firmness by pressing her
fingers into its sides. When she had familiarized herself with the
terrain, Julie told Carrie "Because your tummy has not been prepared ahead
of time, I will begin by making it tender by means other than exercise.
For this purpose, I will to slap it until its entire surface has become
sensitive to the slightest touch."
She then placed the heels of both her hands on the edge of Carrie pelvis
and started slapping Carrie tummy with her hands. Each slap was quite
light, but, much to Carrie dismay, Julie did not stop after a few slaps,
and, after she had continued for several minutes, Carrie felt as if her
belly were on fire and began to wonder how much more she could stand,
especially when Julie concentrated more and more of her attention on the
rock hard ridge which seemed particularly vulnerable to her attack.
Indeed, every time that Julie's hand struck there, the muscles beneath
exerted a tug, as if Julie were strumming an elastic band which had been
stretched from Carrie's navel to her pubis. Carrie had to admit that this
tugging sensation was not altogether unpleasant, but, by the time that
Julie finally relented, she was more than ready to have her stop.
After delivering her final slap, Julie crawled to where she could take
Carrie's head in her hands and, whispering words of endearment, kissed her
flushed face while assuring her that the pain she had endured would be
amply compensated by the pleasure she would now receive. She then left
Carrie dangling long enough to fetch a hair brush, which, on her return,
she carefully placed, bristles down, on the bulge beneath Carrie's navel.
Resuming her seat on the floor, Julie put one hand on the brush and the
other on the soft flesh covering of Carrie's inner thigh, just below her
vulva. Telling Carrie to "Focus your mind on the sensations it will be
receiving," Julie used her hands to play Carrie's body the way a musician
plays an instrument. Moving her hands in unison, she stroked the flesh
along Carrie's upper thighs at the same time as she gently brushed the
reddened surface of her lower belly.
From the outset, Carrie was transported into a domain of sensuality which
she had sometimes imagined but never visited before. Reading the signs of
Carrie's arousal, when Julie saw her labia begin to swell and the mouth of
her vagina open, she moved her hand up Carrie's thigh until her thumb was
resting against the bud of Carrie's clitoris.
Overwhelmed with the sensations coursing through her body, Carrie lifted
herself onto her toes in an attempt to play a more active role in the
delivery of her own torment. Employing all her skills, Julie brought
Carrie to a peak of sexual excitement and, by modulating the strength with
which she was applying the brush to Carrie's tender stomach and her thumb
to her clitoris, kept Carrie suspended there for several minutes before
she collapsed into a blissful orgasm.
Returning to Carrie's head, Julie waited for her to recover before
grasping her under the arms and helping her into a sitting position on her
throne of pillows. When she saw that Carrie was beginning to emerge from
her post-orgasmic daze, Julie reminded her that what she had just
experienced was only a sample of the techniques which could be used on her
lower body.
In particular, she claimed that, "Had your tummy been prepared in the
manner I have suggested, it could have played a much more significant part
in your arousal. Instead of the brush, I would have used my hands and
fingers to dig into the line of muscles which form the delectable ridge
along which I applied the brush, manipulating it in a way which would
produce a greatly augmented version of the tugging sensation you felt
while your tummy was being slapped.
"Not only would the resulting sensations be more satisfying, but their
duration could be protracted nearly indefinitely, and, especially in
conjunction with stimulation of your vulva, could give pleasure beyond
anything you have known. However, the decision is yours: are you willing
to submit to the preparations in order to gain the rewards?"
Seeing that Carrie needed time to make her decision and not wanting to her
decision to be made without due consideration, Julie proposed that Carrie
go home and sleep on it. If she decided that she wanted to go ahead, she
should return the following evening to have Julie start training her
stomach. Otherwise, Julie told her that, although they would remain
friends, she would assume that Carrie had chosen to not have Julie
continue expanding her sexual repertoire. As a warning that she not make
her decision lightly, Julie warned Carrie that if she chose to accept, she
should anticipate having very sore stomach muscles for the duration of
their training.
Carrie Has Her Tummy Trained: Even as she left Julie's apartment, Carrie
knew that she would be returning the next evening. In spite of, or perhaps
partly because of, Julie's warning, she was excited by the idea of ceding
to Julie the control over her tummy which her warning had implied she
would demand.
Her conviction only increased when she got back home and examined the
trace of pink which Julie's slaps had left on her belly and remembered how
exciting it had been to know that Julie, not herself, would determine how
many slaps it would receive. Certainly, having Julie determine how long
and how hard her abdominal muscles were to work would be even more
exciting.
On the other hand, excited as she was by these thoughts, her excitement
was tinged with fear about what Julie would require of her. Based on the
experience she had had when Julie trained her breasts, she knew that there
would be no turning back once Julie started on her tummy. Thus, it was
with mixed emotions that, on the following evening, she donned her workout
clothes and returned to Julie's apartment.
When she entered Julie's living room, Carrie saw that Julie had rearranged
her furniture so that only a low coffee table stood in the middle. Taking
Carrie by the hand, Julie led her to the table and asked her to stand with
her arms raised over her head. Julie then removed Carrie's shirt, but left
her bra covering her breasts. Next, she inserted a cloth band into the
right side of Carrie's shorts, pushed it through until it emerged below,
and then tied it into a loop.
After she had repeated the same procedure on the right, she adjusted the
loops until the covering Carrie's pants afforded her lower belly was
effectively the same as that provided by a bikini bottom. That is, when
Julie had finished, Carrie's belly was left bare, from the bottom of her
bra to the dip just above her pubis.
Reaching her hand forward to stroke the smooth curves of Carrie's tummy,
Julie looked Carrie in the eye and said, "Enjoy the comfort that your
stomach muscles now feel because that comfort will be denied them until I
have finished with them, and, even then, you will continue to feel the
aftereffects of what I am going to make them do. Namely, for the next half
hour, I am going to force your abdominal muscles to work without respite.
The intensity of that work will vary from extreme to relatively mild.
However, at no time will they be permitted complete relaxation."
So saying, she bade Carrie lie down with her back on the table. Because
the table was too short to accommodate her whole body, Carrie realized
that either her head and shoulders or her legs would have to hang off one
end or the other, and she decided that she would prefer that it be her
legs which would be the unsupported portion of her body. However, this was
not Julie's preference, and so, no sooner had Carrie assumed a prone
position on the table than Julie instructed her to move so that it was her
head and shoulders which were left dangling.
To complete her preparations, Julie lifted Carrie shoulders high enough to
shove a soft towel between her shoulder blades and the edge of the table,
thereby preventing the table from digging into her back. Once she had
Carrie positioned as she wanted, Julie sat herself on the floor next to
Carrie's feet, grasped her ankles in her hands, and told Carrie to lock
her hands behind her neck, bring her head into the same plane as the rest
of her body, and hold it there.
Being accustomed to doing sit-ups, Carrie had no trouble lifting her head
to the required level. On the other hand, keeping it there was an entirely
different matter. Indeed, after a few seconds, all her abdominal muscles
began to complain, and, after half a minute, the muscles in her lower
belly were trembling. Seeing Carrie's distress, Julie gave her permission
to relieve, or at least vary, the tension in her muscles by bobbing her
head up and down.
Although acting on Julie's suggestion did nothing to reduce the fatigue of
her muscles, Carrie did find that it distracted her from the burning
sensation emanating from the muscles in her lower belly. Nonetheless, by
the end of one and a half minutes, Julie saw that Carrie was on the verge
of collapse and told her that she could let her head drop to the floor. As
soon as the back of Carrie's head touched the floor, Julie lifted her legs
in the air, and, when she had them vertical, told Carrie that she was
allowed to move them any way she wished so long as she kept them straight
and suspended.
Julie's instructions left Carrie in a quandary. As she immediately
realized, these instructions were designed to deprive her abdomen of
complete relaxation while it was recovering from its struggle to keep her
head off the ground. But how was she to maximize her relief? As she well
knew from doing leg lifts, she certainly did not want to let her legs drop
out of the vertical plane above her hips. Thus, she experimented to see
whether any relief would result from spreading her legs to form a vertical
V.
What she discovered is that, although spreading them provided some relief
to her stomach muscles, it put considerable strain on the muscles in her
groin. When she attempted to relieve this strain by bending her legs at
the knee, Julie admonished her for her lapse and punished her by grabbing
the stretched tendons along her inner thigh and squeezing them until she
straightened legs again. Resigned to her predicament, Carrie learned that
the best way for her to comply with Julie's demands was to keep her legs
moving, bringing them together for short periods to relieve her groin and
then spreading them to relieve her tummy.
Pleased by Carrie's resignation to her fate, Julie moved to the side of
the table and placed her palms on the tense surface of Carrie's belly.
Gently rubbing the hard muscles beneath, Julie commiserated with Carrie
about the pain she was enduring. "Poor Carrie. Her tummy muscles are
already sore and their travail has only just begun." She accompanied her
words with a closer examination of the muscles in question.
Probing with her fingers, she squeezed the individual stands running along
Carrie's belly from her waist down to her crotch. Although her squeezing
heightened Carrie's awareness of their fatigue, it did so in a
surprisingly pleasurable way. Indeed, as Julie had predicted, having her
abdominal muscles strummed while under tension produced the same erotic
tugging sensation as Carrie had experienced when Julie slapped her tummy
on her previous visit, only this time the sensation was much more
penetrating.
Now the sensation was not only on the tendons of her crotch but also deep
inside, on the tendons supporting her uterus and the muscular sheath
surrounding her vagina. In fact, after a while, Carrie realized that her
vagina was contracting in the way it did when she was approaching orgasm.
However, she knew that orgasm was out of the question and that she had
better simply savor whatever pleasure she was granted without anticipating
the satisfaction of a climax.
With the help of the distraction provided by Julie's intervention, Carrie
managed to keep her legs in the air for seven minutes, but she was unable
to keep them there longer and, with tears in her eyes, begged Julie to let
her lower them. When this happened, Julie rose to her feet, resumed her
grip on Carrie's ankles, and guided her legs back down toward table.
However, when she had them approximately half way down, she stopped. Still
holding Carrie's legs by the ankles, Julie told Carrie that she would help
her hold her legs up but that she would insist that Carrie continue doing
most of the work. Shifting her grip so that her hands circled Carrie's
feet at their arches, Julie pushed forward until Carrie's legs were bent
so that her knees were above her chest and her heels above her buttock.
Julie then let go of Carrie's feet, forcing her stomach muscles back to
work. With her legs bent, it was much easier for Carrie to keep her legs
up.
Nonetheless, after several minutes, she felt her muscles begin the fail
and again begged Julie for relief. Julie's response was to first put her
hand under the Achilles tendons at the back of Carrie's ankles and then
permit Carrie to rest her feet on her hands. Unfortunately for Carrie, the
relief Julie's hands provided was far less than Carrie wanted.
Each time that Julie decided that Carrie was putting too much weight on
her hands, she removed her hands, thereby transferring the burden of
holding her legs back onto Carrie's abdominal muscles. Thus, Carrie, in
spite of her desire to rest her stomach muscles, had to exercise great
care when using the diabolically ephemeral perch provided by Julie's
hands. Nonetheless, the support she got from Julie's hands enabled Carrie
to keep her legs in their partially bent position for a full twelve
minutes, leaving approximately ten minutes before the torment of her
abdominal muscles would come to an end.
Much to Carrie's relief, when Julie guided her legs back to the table, she
grabbed Carries hands and pulled her to her feet before joining her on the
table top. Standing inches in front of Carrie, Julie instructed Carrie to
make her stomach as hard as she could and placed her hands on its surface.
Strong as Carrie's abdominal muscles were, her stomach retained a
succulent femininity. In particular, although her muscles were well
defined, especially after being taxed as they had been, they were covered
by a pleasing layer of warm, soft flesh.
Thus, when Julie pressed her finger into Carrie's tummy, it sank nearly a
quarter inch before encountering the rock hard plane of muscle beneath.
Keeping her finger pressed into Carrie's abdomen, Julie looked into
Carrie's face and warned her that any slackness in her pose would be
punished. For Carrie, doing her best to satisfy Julie, minute after
painful minute ticked by. When, for an instant, Carrie let her stomach
relax, Julie responded by immediately digging her finger deep into
Carrie's belly, forcing Carrie to re-tighten her muscles around the finger
embedded in them, and only relenting after Carrie had endured the
penetration of her belly for several seconds.
By the end of the pre-ordained half hour, tears of pain and exhaustion
were running down Carrie's cheeks and sweat coated her entire torso.
Ignoring the tears and sweat, Julie clasped Carrie's limp body to her own
and, kissing her face, congratulated her for having completed the first
stage of her training. Shaken by Julie's emphasis that this had been only
the first stage, Carrie asked "You mean there is more?" to which Julie
replied that indeed there was.
Still hugging Carrie, Julie explained that for the rest of the week she
wanted Carrie to return each evening for further training. However, she
assured Carrie that the succeeding lessons would be less physically
demanding than the one she had just had. Specifically, all that Julie
would require is that she spend ten minutes performing various abdominal
exercises. Although these sessions would be easier physically, Julie
cautioned Carrie to expect them to equally psychologically trying.
Indeed, she predicted that Carrie's tummy would be very sore and that its
soreness would do nothing but increase after each visit. As a result,
Carrie would be increasingly reluctant to return. Thus, it was essential
that Carrie keep in mind the reward which awaited her. Namely, when she
came back on Saturday, Julie would spend the weekend introducing her to a
world of sexual excitement to which all her soreness was winning her
entry.
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