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Without giving Carrie time to respond, Julie seated herself next to
Carrie's pelvis and began the blossoming process. As she expected,
Carrie's juices were already flowing, and so her blossoming took very
little time. Once Carrie's labia were bathed in her secretions, Julie
moved to the foot of the bed and crawled between Carrie's spread legs
until her head was inches from the moist region which was her target.
Using her left hand, she revealed Carrie's clitoris by folding back her
labia and, once it she had it fully exposed, used her right hand to open
the spring enough to slip it over Carrie's clitoral hood. Adjusting the
wire to lie along the base of the hood, Carrie's clitoris was captured in
its grasp when she released the spring.
Crawling further up between Carrie's legs, Julie placed her hands on
either side of Carrie's face and gently lowered her body onto Carrie's.
When their bodies met, she moved her legs so that their thighs touched and
used her hands to push on the sides of their breasts to increase the
pressure on them. When she had made herself comfortable, Julie brought her
lips to Carrie's lips and whispered "Carrie, you are a lovely and lucky
girl. Your body is both beautiful and exquisitely receptive, and I am
going to enjoy having my body be its cover for the night. After the
excitement and strain your body has endured during the day, you should
have no difficulty getting to sleep.
However, even in sleep, your body will remain excited, and, as I said
earlier, your dreams will be filled with erotic images. The potency of
these images will be enhanced by the pleasure your body will be getting
from its contact with mine. In addition, when your body responds and your
vulva swells, the clip holding your clitoris will augment and protract
your excitement in a deliciously tantalizing fashion, particularly during
and following your blossomings. Thus, you have a wonderful night ahead of
you, but, for now, good night and sweet dreams."
At first, Carrie doubted Julie's assurance that she would soon fall
asleep. Not only did she feel slightly crushed under Julie's body, but she
was poignantly conscious of the clip which was pressing against her
clitoris. Lovely and lucky she might be, but was it possible for a girl in
her state to fall asleep? When she had slept with a man, he had, after
satisfying their needs, rolled off her body and, if anything, had a
carelessly flung an arm over her body. But this was entirely different.
For one thing, Julie had satisfied neither one of them and had left her
dangling with a diabolical device attached to the most sensitive part of
her body.
Secondly, it was not a carelessly placed arm but a carefully placed body
under which she was ensconced. Under the circumstances, sleep did not seem
like a very realistic expectation. Nonetheless, the exhausted state of her
body soon combined with the comfort of Julie's body on top of her to
produce a soporific haze in her mind, and before long Carrie drifted off.
For several hours, her sleep was deep and uninterrupted by the dreams
which Julie had predicted. However, around four in the morning, Carrie
became dimly aware that Julie was no longer covering her and that she was
being brought into blossom. With her mind still shrouded in sleep, Carrie
remained in a blissful state of semi-consciousness while Julie worked her
magic on her body. Thus, as her labia, which were already held partially
open by the clip on her clitoris, spread and her juices flowed in response
to Julie's teasing, her consciousness remained detached from what was
happening to her body.
In fact, even before Julie had completed her blossoming, Carrie was
re-submerging into the depths of sleep from which she had only partly
emerged. But the detachment did not include her unconscious mind, and her
sleep was no longer so peaceful. Instead, her dreams were filled with
erotic images of her vulva, which, in her imagination, appeared as a
welcoming, moist opening at whose the entrance stood her clitoris, held
rigidly at attention by the clip on its hood. This image was re-enforced
each time, as she did twice more, Julie brought her into blossom or
readjusted the clip to make sure that it was maintaining gentle but
unrelenting pressure on her throbbing clitoris.
The Following Morning: It was ten the next morning when Carrie finally
awoke, and, in spite of the level of excitement at which her body had been
kept throughout the night, she felt quite refreshed. When she opened her
eyes, she was greeted by Julie's face inches from her own. For several
minutes they remained motionless and simply smiled at each other. However,
Carrie's full bladder soon insisted that they bring their reverie to an
end and forced her to ask Julie to untie her so that she could relieve
herself.
Appreciating Carrie's need, Julie immediately complied. After gently
removing the clip from Carrie's clitoris, Julie untied her from the bed
and let her go to the bathroom, saying that she should take as much time
as she wanted to freshen up. Having worn the clip for such a long time,
Carrie's clitoris remained erect even after its release, and, as she
headed for the bathroom, each step made her aware of its prominence.
Moreover, when, having relieved her bladder, she inspected herself in the
bathroom mirror, she discovered that her clitoris was not hidden, as it
was normally, by her labia but instead protruded slightly between them. Of
course, this was only a visible confirmation of what she already knew: she
had yielded to Julie complete control over her sexual apparatus, and her
distended clitoris was just one more manifestation of that control.
Julie was not in the bedroom when Carrie returned. Calling to her from the
living room, Julie told Carrie to join her there, where she found Julie
standing in her negligee and waiting for her next to the low table on
which the training of her tummy had taken place. Julie had placed a pillow
in the center of the table and bade Carrie lie on the table with her
bottom on the pillow and her bent knees spread. Giving Carrie time to make
herself comfortable, Julie reached between her thighs and prized open her
labia to fully expose the already erect stalk of her clitoris, which she
then captured between the thumb and index finger of her right hand.
Without moving her hand but only modulating the pressure she was exerting,
Julie quickly brought Carrie to the brink of orgasm before she suddenly
released Carrie's clitoris, moved to the middle of the table, and took a
seat next to the writhing body of which she had become the master. Then,
putting a hand on either side of Carrie's anguished face, Julie leaned
forward over Carrie's prone body and explained what lay in ahead.
"Carrie, my dear, I know that you have a desperate desire for release from
the sexual tension in which I have kept you all night, and I promise you
that your release will come. However, it is time for you to play a more
active role. In the first place, your carefully prepared tummy has not
been put under duress since our visit to the coffee shop, and it would be
a shame to waste the effort which we put into its preparation.
"Secondly, except for the pleasure mine got out of being your blanket last
night, it is only your body which has received attention. With these two
considerations in mind, I have devised the following plan. I am going to
place a rather hard cushion so that it sits on the little bulge just below
your belly button. Then I will remove my negligee and, squatting over your
body, seat myself on the cushion. It will give me a mildly sadistic
pleasure to know that your stomach muscles are having to support my
weight, which, because of the cushion, will be concentrated directly on
the portion of your tummy which our preparations have left the most sore.
Occasionally, I will lift part of my weight off your stomach by leaning
forward, and when I do so, my breasts will graze against your face.
"I noticed your admiration of my breasts when they were bare, and I want
to provide you the opportunity to get to know them more intimately. What
you do with them is up to you: you are free to caress them with your hands
or mouth or both, and I am confident that your sensual imagination will
inspire you to give them great pleasure. In this way, your tummy and your
sexual ingenuity will win you the release which you crave."
Without giving Carrie time to respond, Julie rose to her feet, fetched a
horse hair filled cushion from where it sat on the couch, and placed it
carefully on highest point on Carrie's otherwise flat belly. Satisfied
with its position, she stepped back so that Carrie would have an
unobstructed view and disrobed. Aware that Carrie's eyes were riveted on
her every move, Julie stepped onto the table with a foot on opposite sides
of Carrie's prone body, and slowly lowered herself onto the waiting
pillow.
As it received more or more of Julie's weight, the unforgiving pillow sunk
into the tummy on which it sat, forcing Carrie to contract her stomach
muscles in order to continue breathing. Once she was sure that Carrie's
stomach had learned to accommodate its burden, Julie increased Carrie's
problems by pulling her legs forward until her feet rested in the cups
provided by Carrie's armpits and even more of her weight was concentrated
on her bottom.
Once again giving Carrie time to adjust, Julie then started rocking back
and forth and from side to side, thereby exercising different portions of
Carrie's rock hard stomach muscles and preventing them from becoming
accustomed to the strain being imposed on them. After continuing in this
way for several minutes, Julie relented and, as promised, after putting
her knees back onto the table, leaned forward over Carrie's chest until
her breasts straddled Carrie's nose and her nipples rested against
Carrie's cheeks.
Grateful to have some of Julie's weight off of her tummy and fascinated by
the presence of another woman's breasts in her face, Carrie brought her
hands up to cup the soft cones of flesh presented to her. Having never
before handled another woman's breasts, she began by positioning Julie's
right breast so that she could inspect it in detail. Staring at the nipple
and surrounding aureola, she was surprised to find herself moved by its
beauty and delicacy.
She knew that a woman's breasts were her most admired adornments, but only
now was she beginning to appreciate why. With Julie's already erect nipple
at such close range, Carrie was amazed when she realized that her lips had
puckered and that she felt an instinctive urge to draw the nipple between
them and suck on it. Seeing no reason not to allow her instincts be her
guide, she shifted both her hands to Julie's right breast and drew its
nipple into her mouth. As she sucked, she used her fingers to collar the
breast at its base and apply enough pressure to mold what had been a cone
into a tight ball.
At the same time, she sucked the nipple deeper into her mouth until not
only the nipple but the entire aureola had disappeared between her lips.
Bringing her tongue into play, Carrie worried Julie's nipple and savored
the smooth texture of its aureola, at times encompassing as much as half
the ore through her lip covered teeth and tweaking its hard teat with her
tongue. Of course, her activity did not go unnoticed by Julie, who was
thoroughly enjoying what Carrie was doing to her breast.
On the other hand, much as Julie was excited by Carrie's suckling of her
breast, she was determined that their roles not be reversed and that she
be the one who was calling the shots. Thus, after letting her right breast
enjoy Carrie's attentions for several minutes, she withdrew it from
Carrie's mouth by straightening up and shifting her weight back onto the
hard cushion beneath her bottom.
Appraising her right breast, Julie said, "Even though they are not yet
fully developed, you have talents for giving sensual pleasure. Now that
you have displayed those talents on my right breast, I will have you
exercise them on my left breast. However, this time, I will hold myself up
so that you will have to raise your head in order take my breast into your
mouth. You have already learned to accept and enjoy pain in the pursuit of
your own sexual gratification. Now you will experience the excitement
which comes from enduring pain while providing sexual pleasure to someone
else."
In keeping with her words, Julie bent forward just far enough that her
left breast hung tantalizingly above Carrie's lips. Confronted by the
enticing sight of Julie's swaying breast, Carrie began by running the pads
of her fingers along its firm sides. Then, suddenly, she grasped the
breast between her hands and lifted her head so that she could latch onto
the nipple.
As soon as her head rose from the table, Carrie's stomach muscles, which
were already hard as a board from fighting off the cushion, protested at
the new obligations being forced on them. As a result, even as she
struggled to resist the temptation to punish Julie's breast for the pain
and frustration Julie was imposing on her, the treatment Carrie accorded
Julie's left nipple was far less gentle than that which she had lavished
on the right.
When Carrie's stomach muscles could no longer support her, she released
Julie's nipple and fell back prone onto the table. Out of gratitude for
her efforts, Julie leaned forward, bringing their bodies together while
delving into Carrie's half open mouth with her tongue. While they remained
in this intimate embrace, Julie assured Carrie that she would be soon
receiving her reward, although she warned, "Your reward will still require
your tummy to pay a price."
Pushing herself erect, Julie reversed directions. That is, she turned her
back to Carrie's face and brought her legs up so that the outer surface of
Carrie's bent legs were resting against the inner surface of her own
thighs. In this position, most of her weight bore down directly on the
hard pillow, pressing it mercilessly into Carrie's taut abdominal muscles.
Once she was sure that her bottom was applying maximum pressure, Julie
spread Carrie's thighs enough to give herself ready access to her vulva.
Nestling her breasts against Carrie's knees, Julie reached down and, after
brushing aside the pubic hair hiding her target, used her fingers to open
Carrie's labia and expose the still throbbing clitoris which lay between.
Freeing the stalk of Carrie's clitoris from its protective hood, Julie
cradled it between the fingers of her left hand and began stroking it with
the fingers of her right.
In response, Carrie's clitoris swelled and became increasingly vulnerable,
a fact of which Julie took full advantage. Still holding the stalk so that
it could not retreat, Julie changed her tactics. Instead of stroking, she
used her finger as a drum stick to rhythmically tap on the very tip of the
erect stem over which she was now exercising total control.
Driven into sexual frenzy by what Julie was doing to her clitoris, Carrie
writhed in frustration as she strove to reach orgasm. However, each time
that they prepared for the onset of orgasm, her stomach muscles betrayed
her by relaxing, allowing the pillow to penetrate painfully deep into her
unprotected abdomen and forcing her muscles to counter by contracting. At
the moment of climax, the female body wants to be receptive, a state which
entails a relaxation of the abdomen so that her pelvis can spread and her
vulva open. Denied the opportunity to make these preparations, Carrie's
body was unable to achieve its goal.
After her third failed attempt to reach orgasm, Carrie vented her
frustration on Julie, hammering with clenched fists on the bowed back
draped over her knees. Undeterred, Julie not only continued her tapping
but described to Carrie the details of how her body was responding to its
torment. "You may be frustrated, but your clitoris seems to be enjoying
what I am doing to it. By now it has grown to resemble the penis of baby
boy. Each time I tap on its tip, the whole stalk bobs and protrudes
further from its nest.
By the time you have achieved your orgasm, I suspect that your clitoris
will remain erect for quite some time. In the meantime, you had better
start learning how to keep your tummy hard even when you are in the throes
of orgasm. In order to monitor your progress and better enjoy your
struggles, I am going to remove the pillow so that I can feel your
stretched muscles working directly against my bottom." So saying, Julie
stopped her tapping long enough to remove the pillow and replace it with
the hard points of bone at the bottom of her pelvis.
Rocking her hips back on the firm plane of Carrie's belly, Julie resumed
her tapping. For Carrie, the replacement of the pillow by Julie's
generously rounded buttock brought some relief. At the same time, it
increased the sexual excitement of her predicament. Now her excruciatingly
tight stomach muscles were being massaged by Julie's warm flesh as her
clitoris bobbed in unison with the rhythmic beating it was receiving.
Without her realizing it, Carrie's anger began to transform itself into
resignation.
When this transformation was complete, she discovered that she was indeed
mastering the lesson which Julie had set for her. Namely, by bearing down,
she discovered that she could open her pelvis and vulva without lessening
the tension in her abdomen. At first, the effort required to maintain this
tension was sufficiently distracting to prevent her body from completing
its preparations for orgasm.
However, with each successive attempt, she came closer to her goal and,
after what seemed to her like hours, she was finally able to cross the
threshold which had been eluding her, and, when she did so, her release of
pent up sexual excitement was tremendous. Pivoting on her hips locked in
place by Julie's weight, Carrie lifted her upper body until she could
grasp Julie's shoulders and espalier her front against Julie's back.
Pressing her breasts into Julie's shoulder blades while planting kissing
along base of Julie's neck, Carrie flexed her lower body in a way which
widened her pelvis and opened her vulva without diminishing the tension in
her abdominal muscles. Needless to say, the toll on Carrie's body was
enormous, and she was grateful to feel Julie rise from her tummy as her
final crescendo receded and happy to let herself wallow in the
overwhelming sense of satisfaction and exhaustion which enveloped her.
Appreciating that Carrie would need time to recuperate, Julie put a pillow
under her head, helped her lower her bent legs, and spread a light blanket
over her recumbent form. Then, after smoothing her disheveled hair off
Carrie's face, Julie planted a loving kiss on each of her eyes and tiptoed
out of the living room.
Sunday Afternoon, Carrie Goes on Display: It was one in the afternoon when
Carrie roused herself from the deep sleep into which she had fallen.
Having had her stomach muscles put through such an arduous workout and
having spent several hours on the unyielding surface of Julie's coffee
table, she emitted a groan as her body complained in response to her
initial attempt to rise. Hearing her groan, Julie returned to the living
room and helped her up. Once Carrie was back on her feet, Julie guided to
the bathroom, leaving her long enough to answer what had become an urgent
call of nature before joining her there.
Finding Carrie leaning over the sink and staring at herself in the mirror,
Julie seated herself on the rim of the tub and waited patiently for Carrie
to turn around. When she did, Julie reached around Carrie's body and
placed a firm hand on inviting mounds of Carrie's buttock. Gently
squeezing the resilient flesh beneath her hands, Julie drew Carrie forward
until she could rest her cheek against the swell of Carrie's belly.
After holding her in this position for a couple of minutes, Julie broached
the topic in both their minds, namely: what would they do to bring their
weekend together to an appropriate end. "Carrie, I believe that your visit
has lived up to and, at times, exceeded expectations. You came here to
learn about the pleasures which you can experience from the skillful
manipulation of your body, and, with all due modesty, I trust you have
found me to be as worthy a teacher as I have found you to be a worthy
pupil.
"In the process, I have, at times, I have made considerable demands on
your body, although, as I hope you will agree, you have been amply
rewarded for your efforts. However, there is one aspect of your sexuality
which we have not yet fully explored, and, in what remains of our weekend,
I want to correct that omission. Namely, I want to teach you the pleasure
of having your body admired while it is performing. In preparation for
this experience, we will begin by having you take a soothing, hot bubble
bath. This will not only relieve the tension left from your ordeal on the
table but will increase your awareness of those portions of your body
which I am going to have you put on display."
Without providing further details, Julie drew Carrie's bath and, when the
tub was full, pored in a combination of bubble-bath and fragrant bath oils
before inviting Carrie to indulge her sore muscles in its frothy warmth.
After letting Carrie settle her body into a foam of bubbles, Julie
announced that she would fetch them a snack which they could enjoy
together while Carrie soaked.
During Julie's absence, Carrie ruminated on Julie's words while her body
absorbed the comfort afforded by the pampering it was receiving. What
Carrie was unable to imagine is how it was possible to display her body
more blatantly than it already had been. After all, if it was public
display which Julie intended, what did she have in mind if she was not
satisfied by having her parade through town with her nipples held erect
for the delectation every passerby. Similarly, if the display was to be of
a more private nature, what could trump the display to which Julie had
been treated during her two orgasms, both of which Julie had not only
provoked but also witnessed in detail.
Even if Carrie had been somewhat sexually unsophisticated before Julie had
expanded her horizons, she had never been a prude. In fact, ever since it
bloomed during adolescence, her body had been a source of pride. On the
other hand, she had limits, and she could not help fearing that Julie
might break those limits. However, when Julie re-appeared with a plate of
sandwiches and cups of coffee, Carrie's fears were replaced by the
realization that she had not eaten for over twelve hours and that she was
very hungry.
Thus, she devoured with gusto everything that Julie handed to her and was
only sorry that there was not more. Knowing that Carrie's appetite had not
been completely satisfied by her snack, Julie patted her wet tummy and
told her that she would survive and that, for what was to come, it was
essential that she not be bloated. Once they had finished eating, Julie
moved the plates and cups out of harms way and removed her bathrobe. Then,
kneeling with her front draped over the side of the tub, she took a large
pumice stone from the soap dish and rubbed firmly over Carrie's body.
Carrie's skin having been thoroughly lubricated by the bath oils, the
pumice glided smoothly as Julie guided it first along the sides of
Carrie's neck, next over the mounds of her breasts and tummy, and then
down both the insides and outsides of her legs.
When she had visited every inch of Carrie's front, Julie bad her turn over
and kneel so that the pumice could be applied to her back and buttock.
Other than the mildly itching sensation produced as the stone passed over
her pink flesh, Carrie welcomed Julie's attentions and was more than
willing to give Julie access to whatever portion of her body was being
rubbed, even when Julie delved into her crotch and ran the pumice along
her outer labia. When she put the pumice back into the soap dish, Julie
asked Carrie to remain kneeling. Then, rising to arm herself with a
scissors and safety razor from her medicine cabinet, she returned to the
edge of the tub and carefully trimmed Carrie's pubic hair into an
attractive frame for her vulva.
Embarrassing as Carrie found the trimming of her pubis, what Julie
suppressed her urge to make Julie stop. However, what Julie did next
brought Carrie to the brink of rebellion. Namely, after prizing apart the
cheeks of Carrie's buttock, Julie began to remove the strands of hair in
the crevice between and around the mouth of her anus. It was when Julie
laid aside her scissors and applied the razor to the remaining stubble
that Carrie lodged a complaint, but by that time Julie had completed her
depilitation.
Blushing with embarrassment and anger at the indignity to which she had
been subjected, Carrie rinsed off the areas on which Julie had been
working and rose from the bath in which she had spent more than half an
hour. When she got out of the tub and was standing on the bathmat, Julie
wrapped her in a sumptuous towel and turned her so that she was facing the
mirror. While she patted her dry, Julie commiserated with Carrie, saying
"I realize that you are indignant about the liberties which I took with
your body. However, I think that you will soon appreciate what I did.
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