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When Julie saw the waiter returning with their coffee, she gave Carrie
permission to lower her legs. By this time, perspiration glued Carrie's
dress to her breasts, with the result that not only the shape of her
nipples but even the flushed color of her breasts showed through their
damp covering.
Thus, upon his arrival, the waiter was treated to an erotically enticing
view of an unmistakably excited female body, a treat of which he took full
advantage by prolonging his stay as long as he could without being too
obvious. When he at last left them alone, Julie ran her hand down Carrie's
tummy until it reached her crotch, where she used her fingers to pull the
skirt up so that her hand could rest on Carrie's taut, bare, lower belly.
Massaging the flesh under her hand, Julie congratulated Carrie on her
fortitude and assured her that her reward would more than compensate the
pain she had endured.
"After we get home, I will put your tummy to work on an entirely different
project when I continue teaching you how to use your abdominal muscles to
master of what is happening inside your vagina. By the time I am done, you
will have learned more about your abdominal cavity than you ever suspected
there was to know. You have much to look forward to, but, for now, just
enjoy the anticipation of what lies ahead."
Back at Julie's Place: Upon their return to Julie's apartment, Julie led
Carrie into the bathroom where she removed her rumpled, damp dress and
told her to take a much needed shower. During her shower, the spray
striking Carrie's breasts caused the shields to wobble and tug against her
nipples in a stimulating but tormenting way, reigniting her excitement,
which had been waning ever since they left the coffee house. As her
nipples responded, her mind returned to what Julie had said she was going
to experience when they got home, particularly the part about teaching her
to master her own anatomy.
Thus, by the time she had finished scrubbing and rinsing her body, she was
once again in a state of extreme sexual anticipation as she emerged from
the shower. On hearing the shower turned off, Julie called to her from the
bedroom, telling her to first dry and powder herself and then join her in
the bedroom, where she had been making preparations.
When she entered Julie's bedroom, Carrie was taken aback to discover that
Julie had removed her own dress and was waiting for her clad in only bra
and panties, both of which were semi-transparent. This was the first time
that Julie had exposed her body to Carrie, who realized that she had
heretofore never considered Julie's own sexuality.
After assessing Julie body and mentally comparing it to her own, Carrie
was a little embarrassed to catch herself imagining how Julie's naked body
would feel. She saw that Julie's figure was somewhat fuller and softer
than her own and wondered how it would be to have those generous breasts
and hips pressed against hers. Intuiting Carrie's thoughts, Julie smiled
at her and said "all in due course, but for now I have different plans."
Standing behind Carrie, Julie wrapped a cloth cord around her waist and
tied one end in a loose circle which was supported by her hips, leaving
the other end dangling over her buttock. She then bade Carrie lie on her
back in the center of the bed with her legs bent. Sitting next to Carrie's
bent legs, Julie grabbed the dangling end and made a loop through which
she threaded a second cord.
Taking hold of one ankle at a time, she tied them to the ends of this
second cord so that, after she had done tightening it, it brought Carrie's
heels against her buttock and forced her bent legs to spread so that her
vulva was once again thoroughly available. However, Julie was not done.
Using a long cord, she ran one end around Carrie's left leg, just above
her bent knee and tied it there.
Taking the other end, she dropped it over the side of the bed and shoved
it under the bed until it emerged on the opposite side. Shifting to
Carrie's right side, she drew the cord taut against the bed frame and
wrapped it around Carrie's right leg in the same way as she had her left.
Although Julie left a little slack in the cord, when she was done, Carrie
had no option but to remain trussed, like of bird prepared for the oven,
with her legs splayed. Having secured Carrie's lower portion, Julie
finished her preparations by tying Carrie's arms above her head with a
cord which looped each wrist and ran around the middle post at the head of
the bed.
After checking her knots and making a few adjustments, Julie went to the
head of the bed and, with a loving smile on her lips, looked down into
Carrie's troubled face.
"Carrie, my dear, I have bound you not because I intend to inflict pain
but because I want to relieve you of responsibility. As you will soon
learn, the pleasures to which I will introduce your body require you give
me absolute control over it. At times, this requirement would be
impossible to you to satisfy on your own, and asking you to attempt to do
so would detract from your ability to concentrate on what your body is
experiencing. Tied as you now are, the availability of your body will not
be your responsibility, it will simply be a fact over which you have no
control."
Having given this explanation, Julie moved to a comfortable position next
to Carrie's hips and, still smiling, gave Carrie a preview of what was
coming.
"I will begin by bringing you back into blossom, which, in view of your
present state of arousal, should not take long. However, as soon as the
secretions produced by your blossoming have thoroughly coated your labia,
I will stop and, over what I anticipate will be your strong objections,
will force you to take a nap. Like an over-excited child, you will resent
being made to nap.
"Your body has been being stimulated for several hours, and it will need
some time to recover in order to fully appreciate the experience which I
have planned for it next. In any case, once you are reconciled to your
fate, I am going to place the hair dryer so that it reseals you. You will
find the breeze from the dryer on your open vulva quite distracting,
particularly because I will direct it so that it continuously ruffles your
pubic hair.
"Nonetheless, I expect that you will learn to cope with this distraction
and will eventually be able to drowse off, although I suspect that your
dreams will be filled with erotic images. At the end of your nap, I will
reawaken you by bringing you back into blossom, a process which, because
it will require you to first break down the seal which has been created,
you will find quite demanding. Be that as it may, you will later
appreciate that these demands will be good preparation for later stages in
your training."
So saying, Julie took up a position between Carrie's splayed legs and ran
a finger up and down the already damp crease between Carrie's labia. With
diabolical skill, she varied her attack so that Carrie's body was denied
satisfaction but was forced to respond as if orgasm were immanent. After
several minutes, Carrie was twisting her head from side to side and
emitting little gasps of frustration. Because her primary purpose was to
make Carrie produce a sufficient flow of secretions to create of solid
seal, Julie withdrew her finger as soon as she saw that Carrie's labia had
opened and become saturated with her vaginal juices.
With Carrie's cries of dismay and anger echoing in her ears, Julie went to
fetch the hair dryer, switched it on, and carefully placed it so that it
would blow a steady stream of warm air on Carrie's crotch. After making
sure that the dryer would do its intended job, Julie went to the head of
the bed, put a soothing hand on Carrie's forehead and, speaking as a
mother would to a recalcitrant child, tried to convince her that her
enforced rest was for her own good. Seeing that her words were falling on
deaf ears, she leaned over to kiss away Carrie's tears and left the room,
turning off the light as she went.
Left alone in Julie's twilight lit bedroom, Carrie's first response was
increased anger at being abandoned. Here she was, on the one hand being
told to nap as if she were a child and on the other hand being forced to
lie naked on her surrogate parent's bed with her legs spread and a hair
dryer sealing shut the entrance to her obscenely open vagina, not to
mention the erect state of her captive nipples and the presence of a pair
of ben-wa balls lodged in her interior.
With these facts whirling around inside her head, she was on the verge of
complete rebellion. However, in her present state, any overt act of
rebellion would be futile. Thus, her only option was to express her anger
in words, an option which she exercised by emitting a stream of
obscenities in the direction of the door through which Julie had
disappeared.
However, after several minutes of invective aimed at Julie, she recognized
how active a role she herself had played in creating her present
circumstances and became embarrassed about her behavior. When this
happened, her screams died away and were replaced by a steady snuffling
resulting from the tears of frustration running down her face.
Then, after an additional ten or so minutes had elapsed and her sexual
arousal had subsided, her anger began to be displaced by a sense of
sensual peace. As her body succumbed to this new sensation, she immersed
herself in it and realized that she was taking pride in the way that her
nipples had swelled and her sexual organs had responded to the demands
being made on them.
Only partially conscious of what she was doing, she lazily contracted her
inner muscles around the balls, alternately forcing them up against her
cervix and down her vaginal channel toward the seal which had begun to
form. But she had engaged in this subtle form of masturbation for only a
few minutes when she was overcome by exhaustion and drifted off into the
dream filled sleep which Julie had predicted.
Carrie's nap lasted for nearly two hours and came to an end when she
became conscious of Julie's naked body pressing against her own. Finding
Carrie asleep when she returned, Julie, without waking Carrie, had removed
what few clothes she wore and spread her body on top Carrie's, making sure
that their breasts would be nestled together and that their bellies would
be press against one another.
After several minutes, Carrie, stirred under the weight of Julie's body as
consciousness began to return. When she felt Carrie's body shift under her
own, Julie whispered that there was no rush and that she would wait until
Carrie agreed that it was time to begin her next blossoming. At first
Carrie said nothing while she tried to absorb and come to terms with the
fact that she was now lying naked under another woman's equally naked
body.
To her surprise, Carrie quickly realized that she was enjoying the
softness of Julie's breasts on her own and the feeling of Julie's stomach
and hips pressing against her own. However, after luxuriating for several
minutes in the cocoon which their bodies formed, Carrie started to get
restless. During the preceding two hours, she had been dreaming about what
Julie would do with her body, and she was impatient to find out if the
reality would live up to her expectations. Thus, now fully awake, she
whispered, "Julie, the time has come for you to make my body blossom
again."
Filled with joy at Carrie's words, Julie rose and untied the cord holding
Carrie's wrist and the one running under the bed. Then, resting an arm on
one of Carrie's bent knees and a breast against the adjacent leg, she
reached her other arm around Carrie's trembling thigh and placed her
fingers on the now solidly closed lips of Carrie's vulva.
After testing the seal, she looked Carrie in the eye and said, "Carrie, it
is you who are going to open these lips, I will do no more than reward you
for your progress as you open them for me. The way that you will open them
is by bearing down with your stomach and inner muscles. After a while, the
seal will start to melt. When this happens, your clitoris will begin to
emerge and I will stroke its stalk to help you complete your blossoming.
"At first, your body will want to withdraw your clitoris, but you must
resist this response and learn to retract its protective hood so that the
exquisitely sensitive nub it wants to hide remains fully available to me."
Completely committed to the task assigned her, Carrie tried to ignore the
complaint of her abdominal muscles when she put them to work and bore down
as Julie had instructed. For several minutes, her efforts seemed to be
having no effect on her seal and to only result in a film of sweat which
crept down her struggling body and eventually enveloped her entire front.
During this period, Julie whispered words of encouragement and kept
Carrie's mind focused on her goal by tapping a finger along the shut purse
which she was trying to open. Then, just as Carrie was nearing exhaustion
and had begun to doubt that she could contract her muscles again, Julie
felt the first traces of vaginal juices seeping through Carrie's labia and
rewarded Carrie by letting her finger slide into the crease which was
opening beneath them.
Once Carrie's blossoming began, further progress was rapid, and within a
minute her labia had separated to reveal both the entrance to her vagina
and the small hood protecting her clitoris. Working with great delicacy,
Julie moved her hand so that she could shove the hood aside with her thumb
and expose the stalk beneath. As Julie had predicted, Carrie instantly
bucked and twisted her hips in an anguished attempt to resist this
invasion of her most sensitive zone. However, Julie refused to let Carrie
escape. Instead, she stilled Carrie's hips by slipping her arm into the
hallow under Carrie's knees and hugging Carrie's legs against her own
torso.
Having regained control over the situation, she returned her fingers to
Carrie's clitoris, which she now coaxed into greater prominence by rubbing
her fingers up and down its stalk. As Carrie's clitoris swelled and grew,
Julie instructed her half crazed tutee in a quiet but firm tone.
"The female anatomy is a beautiful but complex creation, and the clitoris
is among its most remarkable features. On the one hand, the clitoris has
only one function, that of providing sexual stimulation. On the other
hand, it is designed in such a way that realization of its full potential
requires a woman submit to her clitoris to the someone else's will.
Namely, because it is so well designed for its purpose, its stimulation
borders on the unbearable. As a result, no woman will inflict upon herself
the torment which accompanies the proper manipulation of her clitoris.
"For this reason, most women never achieve the level of ecstasy of which
they are capable, and so you are fortunate to have found someone who knows
how to assist you. I am going to continue persecuting this lovely stalk
until it has grown and swelled to its full size. Then, just when you are
certain that you can stand no more, you are going to have an orgasm which
you will never forget. Because you have been waiting so long, your orgasm
will come in waves. In order to prolong your ecstasy, I will continue
stroking your clitoris until I am certain that I have wrung from your body
all the pleasure it can provide you."
In her distracted state, Carrie only caught the gist of Julie's words. All
that she clearly understood is that she would receive no relief until her
body had performed in accordance with Julie's expectations. As Julie
continued the relentless manipulation of her clitoris, Carrie found
herself taking pride in its growth and did her best to keep it available
for further stimulation, even when Julie started taking advantage of its
length by bending it back and forth in a way that sent pulses of exquisite
pain flashing through her entire body and forced a cry for pity from her
mouth.
Then, miraculously, as Julie relented and allowed her clitoris to assume a
more normal position, the initial wave of her orgasm swept over her,
releasing the enormous tension which had been pent up inside her ever
since she arrived. Every muscle in her body seemed to be involved in her
release as she writhed under Julie's grasp, at one point flexing her upper
body off the bed and burying her tear stained face against her raised
legs.
Once this wave started to recede, she collapsed back and gasped her need
to recover. However, she got no solace from Julie who continued to
manipulate her rock hard clitoris, warning her that there was more to come
and that her body would soon be gripped by another orgasm, one which would
be less convulsive but equally intense. Incredulous and angry, Carrie was
tempted to rebel. But, before she had had time to manifest her rebellion,
she realized that her body was indeed preparing for another wave of
orgasm.
After this second wave had passed, Julie relaxed her hold on Carrie's
knees and explained that "In spite its fatigue, your body is yet to be
drained. In some ways, what you will experience next will be more
satisfying than your earlier orgasms. Now that it is exhausted, your body
will simply accept the stimulation which it is receiving and will continue
to perform until it is drained."
Thus, for a delicious quarter hour, Julie continued massaging Carrie's
clitoris, occasionally evoking a small orgasm which would ripple through
Carrie's body like the aftershock following an earthquake. Having never
before been forced to continue responding even after she was sated, Carrie
had initially tried to remove her body from Julie further assault.
However, by the time Julie stopped, Carrie had lost all will to resist and
was drifting into sleep before Julie withdrew her fingers from the stalk
which they had been persecuting.
Knowing that Carrie would need time to recuperate, Julie unhitched the
cord from her ankles and gently straightened her legs so that would lie
flat on the bed. She then went into the bathroom to get a washcloth and
towel with which, after removing the shields which had been preventing her
nipples from relaxing, she used to wipe the sweat off Carrie's face and
front. Finally, before covering her with a light blanket and turning off
the light, Julie carefully extracted the ben-wa balls from Carrie's vagina
and left her to sleep in peace.
***
Later that Night: It was well past midnight when Julie heard Carrie stir.
After several hours of sleep, Carrie immediate need was to relieve
herself. When Julie heard Carrie go into the bathroom, she called to her
and said that she should indulge herself in a warm bath and that in the
meantime she would be prepare something for them to eat.
Returning to the bedroom after her bath, Carrie found a negligee lying on
the bed. Assuming it was Julie's intention that she do so, she donned it
and went to the mirror to see how she looked. As she suspected, the
negligee hardly hid her body, and, if anything, it only enhanced what it
barely covered. Staring at her image as she brushed her hair, Carrie
realized that the garment molded itself to each portion of her body which
it touched. This was particularly evident where it covered her breasts,
whose pink aureole seemed to shine through the thin material.
Further, each time she raised her arm to apply the brush, the negligee
hugged itself to the curve of her waist and clung to the swell of her
hips. Pleased by the effect, she continued brushing her hair while
twisting her torso to find out which positions displayed her body to its
best advantage, and, by the time she finished, she was fully cognizant of
the alluring way in which her body was exposed.
Finding Julie in the kitchen clad in a similarly revealing outfit, Carrie
was forced, once again, to recognize that Julie too had a body with sexual
cravings and potential. When they had sat down to eat the light meal which
Julie had prepared, Carrie, just as she had earlier in the bedroom, found
herself imagining Julie's body pressed against her own. Julie's body was
as much on display as hers, and, as Carrie's eyes roved over its contours,
she could not help again wondering how those generous breasts and
succulent thighs would feel entwined with her own.
Observing Carrie's face and guessing at the direction of her thoughts,
Julie smiled and said, "I can see that you are appreciating my body and
thinking that you might enjoy getting to know it more intimately. I am
flattered and pleased by your interest and hope to satisfy it. Indeed,
when we have finished eating and retire for the night, it is my plan that
our bodies spend the night learning a great deal about each other."
Even though she was disconcerted to have had her thoughts read so
accurately and blushed at the boldness of Julie's words, Carrie could not
deny that Julie's announcement excited her and made her impatient to
return to Julie's bed.
After clearing the table, Julie escorted Carrie into the bedroom. Having
given Carrie time in the bathroom to make her customary preparations for
bed, Julie revealed her plan for the night. As she explained, she had two
goals. On the one hand, she wanted Carrie to have a good night's rest. On
the other hand, she intended to keep Carrie's libido active. For this
purpose, she asked Carrie's permission to tie her limbs loosely to the
corners of the bed so that she would have to remain on her back with her
legs sufficiently spread that her vulva would be continuously available
for whatever attentions Julie wished to lavish upon it.
Seeing Carrie's concern at the prospect of spending the night having her
body continuously teased, Julie assured her that the overt stimulation of
her body would be both intermittent and relatively brief. "In fact, for
the most part, the only stimulation which your body will receive will come
from its intimate contact with my body. Namely, my body is going to be
your blanket for the night. While we sleep, I am going to spread my body
over yours so that your breasts are covered by my breasts, your tummy is
molded against mine, and our crotches rest against one another. I think
that you will find that, even in your sleep, this contact will keep you in
a state of arousal which your unconscious will incorporate into your
dreams.
"As for the occasionally more concerted stimulation which I will give your
body, it will entail my bringing you into blossom a few times. I am a
light sleeper and tend to wake several times during the night. Rather than
tossing and turning, as I usually do, tonight I will occupy my wakeful
moments by enjoying the sight of your otherwise somnolent body respond to
having your labia opened and your clitoris caressed.
"It is my hope that I will be able to make you blossom without your being
fully conscious of what is happening and that, as a result, your
unconscious mind will record your blossoming the way it would any other
natural, pleasurable sensation over which you neither have nor desire
volition."
With some reservations, Carrie agreed to lying on her back and having her
wrists and ankles attached to the corners of Julie's bed. At Julie's
request, she removed her negligee and centered herself on the bed, with
her arms raised over her head and her legs parted. Using soft strips of
cloth, Julie attached Carrie to the four corners of the bed by her wrists
and ankles.
As Julie had promised, Carrie's bonds were more gentle reminders than real
restraints. Thus, except that they prevented her from rolling onto her
stomach or bringing her legs together, they did little to limit her
freedom. When she was done tying Carrie, Julie removed her own negligee
and joined Carrie on the bed. Sitting next to Carrie's head, she leaned
over to arrange Carrie's hair so that it would frame her face. In doing
so, her breasts brushed against Carrie's upturned face and, at one point,
her nipples grazed against Carrie's lips.
Julie next rose from the bed in order to first sprinkle and then rub
powder onto Carrie's body. Starting at Carrie's neck, she spread the
powder over every exposed nook and cranny of Carrie's front, including the
soft flesh of her upper arms, with special attention to her breasts and
the succulent padding at the tops of her thighs and vulva.
Having coated Carrie's front with powder, Julie placed the dispenser back
on her bedside table and picked up an item which Carrie had never seen
before. Holding it so that Carrie's could inspect it, she said, "This
little device is what is called a 'clitoral clip.' As you see, it is
flexible wire spring bent into the shape of an old-fashioned keyhole.
After bringing you into blossom, I am going to install it on the pouch of
flesh which forms the hood of your clitoris, where it will exert a mild
but pleasurable pressure. Mild as this pressure may be, as you will soon
learn, it will be sufficient to keep you acutely aware of your clitoris,
especially, when my body moves on top of you."
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