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   Two days later, Penny had her first hiding. It was very hot that afternoon,
and the storm in the air made everyone irritable. Victor Jennings had taken
off his coat, and it was in his shirt sleeves that he worked on a thick
dossier. Carola was typing a letter and Penny was filing some post. At one
moment, as she raised her head to throw back her heavy hair, she saw the
lawyer's eyes were fixed on his wife's table. Busy with her work, and
irritated by the heat, Carola had raised her dress half way up her thighs, and
had opened her legs to refresh her pussy. The sight she offered was lascivious
in the extreme. Her long bronzed thighs, opened wide, revealing the narrow
white strip of her tiny briefs, whose indiscreet wrinkles betrayed the
swelling of the mound. Such a sight was not calculated to calm the lawyer's
nerves, and his eyes shone with more and more brilliance. "Bring me the letter
as soon as it's finished," he said.
   "Here it is," sighed Carola rising and taking her work.
   Mr. Jennings read it from one end to the other, then in a gentle voice, he
said,"Tell me darling. Do you really think I'm going to send this letter?
There are at least ten mistakes in it. What are you thinking of?" Carola
dropped her head without answering, and he continued in a voice that was
slightly husky;"You know what I said yesterday? That the next time I would be
intransigent? Well, you can't get away with that, darling. Prepare your pretty
little bottom. It hasn't been smacked for some time. I think it misses it." He
took Carola by the wrist and dragged her over to a leather armchair in one
corner of the room; he sat down and said, "Now pull up your dress and get
ready."
   "Victor, I beg of you. Forgive me just this once. I won't do it again, I
promise."
   "Hurry up, Carola," said Victor, as if he had heard nothing. "You know the
more you make me wait, the harder I am."
   The young woman groaned and pulled up her skirt, revealing a curving bottom
under snow-white panties. Victor seized his wife and threw her across his
knees, her rump well in evidence, her legs hanging down one side, and her bust
down the other. He slid her little panties down and over her thighs, revealing
the round buttocks. For a second his fingers caressed the velvety globes so
cool to the touch, then, raising his hand, he opened it well out, and brought
it down with all his strength on the pretty bottom. The blow, echoed and left
a scarlet mark on the buttocks that sank under the pain, then another blow,
and another and another on the wriggling bottom.
   Carola moaned, but remained passive, offering herself to the sadistic
amusement of her husband, who beat the burning, peony-red globes with both
arms. Victor straightened himself slightly and spoke to Penny, who was
watching her friend's punishment with frightened eyes. He said to her, "Pass
me the ruler that's on my desk."
   "No...No...not the ruler, I beg you Victor, not the ruler."
   But Victor was deaf to his wife's plea and took the ruler that Penny held
tremblingly out. It was in plexiglass, twenty inches long and one and a half
inches wide, very thin like a drawing ruler, Victor raised the instrument and
in one dry stroke brought the transparent weapon down on the burning rump. It
made a dry, smacking noise and brought a tearful cry from his victim. A large
scarlet strip marked the hemispheres that were contracted in pain. Two, three,
four, six times, the horrible noise was repeated. Now Carola was crying and
hiccuping like a child, but remained still, as if she were enjoying her own
humiliation.
   Then the man laid the weapon away, and his long slender, intellectual's
hands began to caress and massage the bruised flesh. The young woman's tears
calmed themselves, as her husband's hand glided between the open thighs to
caress the damp sex, for Carola, in her masochistic excitement, had come. Her
soaking wet fleece bore witness to this.
   "Now you can see, Penny," said Mr. Jennings with a large smile. "What's
awaiting you if you make a mistake."
   The young girl blushed with mingled shame and apprehension, and turned her
eyes away from the embarrassing sight of Victor caressing his wife, who was
panting with pleasure. Then he stood her up, and kissed her on the still damp
cheeks. Carola was still holding up her dress as if she were afraid of the
contact of the material on her red and burning buttocks. Victor picked up the
white briefs and handed them to her with a smile.
   Penny looked again and suddenly blushed when she saw the way her employer's
trousers was jutting out between his thighs, for the lawyer was in full
erection, and Carola had confided in Penny that his weapon was really huge,
thick and long, well over the average. Since Carola had told her about it,
Penny could think of nothing else and dreamed of seeing the thing, for up till
now she had two lovers only, both students and of average size.
   Carola went off to the bathroom to wash her face and refresh her fiery
posterior.
   When she came back, calm and smiling, she went over to her husband and
kissed hem passionately, before making her way to her desk. On the way she
passed her hand over Penny's breast.


Chapter 4

   Work started up again, interspersed with the usual jokes and pauses;
everyone felt better. Suddenly, about an hour later, Mr. Jennings who was deep
in a pile of papers, raised his head and asked abruptly; "Who was in charge of
the Avely file?"
   "I was, sir," replied Penny, in a troubled voice.
   "You is it?" Well, I can't congratulate you. You mixed with it a petition
from the Boreham case, that comes up in a few days time. Do you realize what
would have happened if I hadn't noticed it? In court, I'd have looked for it
everywhere and I might have lost the case. Come her this minute."
   Poor Penny, terrified, walked slowly over to her employer who was smiling
in anticipation. Carola was watching careful to miss nothing of the spectacle
and trembling with pleasure at the thought of what was going to happen to her
poor darling. When she arrived at his desk, Penny, pale as snow, stood still.
The lawyer took her hand, and drawing her towards him, sat her on his knees
and asked gently: "Do you realize how stupid you were? Tell me, little one,
what sort of punishment do you think it deserves? No answer? Well, we'll leave
it to Carola to decide. Darling, it's up to you to pronounce the sentence.
This time I'll follow your advice."
   Poor Penny looked pleadingly at her friend, but Carola did not want to be
deprived of such an exciting spectacle and she laughed as she said: "In my
opinion, she deserves a good hiding, and as it is the first time and must be
an example to her, I think it should be a very sever one."
   A cry of despair escaped Penny when Victor rose and dragged her over to the
armchair reserved for this purpose. He trapped her between his knees and began
lifting her skirt. Underneath she was naked because of the heat, and when he
raised the skirt up to her waist, there she was, red with shame, her long
white thighs pressed together, and her little bottom hiding modestly in a
sweet little pink brief that Carola had given her. Without paying any
attention to her protestations, Victor slowly lowered her panties and freed
the bottom that was chubby as a baby's. He had never before had the occasion
to admire the intimate charms of his secretary and his prick sprang erect at
the sight of the tender globes offered to his caprice.
   He threw her over his knees so that her rump was right under his eyes. In
dismay, Penny felt the stiff hard prick that pressed on her pubis through the
trousers. Without bothering about her modestly the lawyer caressed her
buttocks ecstatically, then he separated the white globes abruptly to reveal
the little rosette, creased like a little daisy. Penny protested in anguish
and tried to get up, in order to escape from the lewd looks of her employer,
but he struck with all the weight of his arm.
   The poor child let out a cry; it felt to her as if a burning iron had been
dropped on her buttocks. Her muscles contracted automatically at the pain, but
no sooner had she relaxed again than a shower of blows martyred her posterior.
The blows smacked cruelly off the poor little bottom which soon glowed like a
beacon and burnt like embers. She cried and wept without any control over
herself. In vain she tried wriggling her buttocks to ease the pain.
   Then Carola rose, all excited, and held out the flat ruler to Victor. He
took it with a sadistic smile and thrashed her across the buttocks with it,
again and again, then at the bottom of her rump, at the beginning of the
thighs where the flesh is most tender. The poor darling sobbed away. She felt
as if her skin were peeling off, and as Victor with infernal joy continued to
fuatigate her pitilessly, she could no longer hold back her screams and began
to kick her legs in all direction without any idea of the obscene spectacle
she was offering the perverted pair.
   Indeed, by her despairing efforts to avoid the punishment, she opened her
thighs, revealing the pink slit that yawned deep in the mossy nest. At each
stroke, her rump weighed down on her torturer's knees and then, in reaction,
sprang into the air, her thighs apart, her anus, contracted with pain,
showing. Her disordered jerks bounced off the lawyer's weapon, who was near
his orgasm. Her buttocks burnt so much that she didn't even realize that
Victor has stopped beating her. She continued her bawling and pleading,
wetting the carpet with her tears.
   At last the burning died down a little, leaving just a feeling of warmth
that spread over her whole body. His hands were busy with calming, lewd
caresses. He massaged her rump with cool, refreshing hands, then his fingers
opened the furrow caressing the wrinkled rosette. Her reddened buttocks came
together modestly, so his wandering hand played with the curly fleece and an
adventurous finger glided between the open lips. The prostrate body quivered
with pleasure and the thighs opened insensibly, so Carola, who had been
content with the role of spectator up till now, knelt down by the armchair,
and while her husband held open the child's legs, she glued her greedy mouth
to the quim revealed from behind and began to suck the damp and burning slit.
Penny felt her body, broken by pain, melt in a headiness she had never known
before. She groaned and panted gently, moving her rounded belly to better feel
the stiff weapon that seemed ready to run her through. Then suddenly with a
long rattle, she came with a burning joy that left her limp and happy.
   Victor and Carola helped her to rise, and the lawyer kissed her
passionately on the mouth, saying that she was an adorable child and that it
had given him great pleasure to punish her.
   "You're a big bully. You hurt me very much...I hate you," declared Penny
sulkily. Carola took her off to the bathroom where she anointed the sore
bottom with a calming lotion then powdered it until it looked like a baby's
bottom. Nevertheless, Penny was very tided and after dinner that evening, she
went straight to bed, leaving her friends listening to a program on the radio.
   She couldn't say how long she had been dozing when suddenly she sat up in
bed, wide awake, in spite of the obscurity. Unconsciously she listened to the
muffled noises that came from next door. In her curiosity, she got out of bed,
and with bare feet, dressed only in her pale blue nightgown, she tiptoed
across the room and held her ear against a slit in the door frame. Her little
heart began to beat faster, for now she could hear the conversation of the
couple as well as if she were in the same room.
   "That aroused you a bit, to see Penny's buttocks, didn't it, you old goat,"
said Carola jokingly. "Did you see her gorgeous baby arse? I swear that just
the sight of it wriggling under her dress makes me all wet."
   "Bitch," came the lawyer's deep voice. "I don't suppose it took you long to
posses her eh? Tell me, does she like it? Does she like being sucked? Has she
sucked you?"
   "Of course the little darling likes it. And if you knew how nice she is to
lick and how smooth her tongue is when she does it...I tell you I'm in love
with her."
   "Oh! I don't like that," the lawyer bantered. "I'm going to be jealous...It
looks serious to me."
   "Don't be silly, darling. No one could ever take your place with me. The
toy you have between your legs is indispensable."
   "We'll talk about that later. Is she still a virgin?"
   "Of course not. She lost that some time ago. She has had two lovers, both
students, but they can't have done much with her; she's still almost new and
as narrow as a kitten. I noticed that while caressing her. And something else
you'll like you dirty old man. If she's a woman in front, she's still a child
around the back. Her anus is still virgin."
   A wave of heat flowed over Penny's body as she heard her most intimate
secrets being revealed. She was ashamed and thrilled at the same time. Victor
seemed to want her! Her train of thought broke off here, and she listened
again, for Carola was saying with a laugh: "I say, darling, I'm going to be
jealous too. You sound very eager. Tell me, perverted darling, would you like
to deflower Penny? Take that virgin arse?"
   "Be quiet," grunted Victor, "look what a state I'm in."
   "What a size," exclaimed Carola. "You know, darling, even though the five
years since we were married, every time you show me your huge penis, I'm
amazed as I was the first time you forced me to look at it. How lovely it is.
How hard," she murmured ecstatically. "Darling I love you so much, I'll try
and satisfy you desires. I'll persuade Penny to let you watch our Lesbian
games. That way you'll end up by fucking her."
   "Especially, the back way," declared the lawyer. "Feel how it quivers at
the very thought."
   "All right. You can bugger her too, but you must promise me to do it
gently. I love her to much, and with your elephantine penis!...and her hole so
tiny...you'll have to be careful."
   "Don't worry, darling. After all I have a certain experience. Right?"
   "True. But even with me, and God knows I'm used to it, it hurts when you
want to impale me, so as for Penny, who is still a virgin, I don't want you to
ruin her."
   "Don't worry, darling. I'll be gentle. What worries me more is whether
Penny will be willing for me to operate. Perhaps she doesn't like me. Perhaps
I seem old to her?"
   Penny smiled tenderly in the obscurity. If she had dared, she would have
cried out to him not to worry about that. She'd let him do anything he liked.
She found him marvelous with his hair graying at the temples and his sardonic
air. She like him madly, and was dying to see at last the huge weapon of which
her friend had spoken and which haunted her dreams.
   Of course, it's size worried her a little, when she thought of it
penetrating her, but she had decided to put up with that to please him
although she realized it would probably hurt very badly.
   On the other side of the door, the conversation continued: "Don't worry,
darling," declared Carola. "I'm sure she'll accept, once I've got her all
worked up. Besides, I"M sure she finds you to her liking; she has already
asked me several questions about you...and your accoutrement. I'm sure that
when she's had one taste, she'll be mad about it. But I don't want to lend it
to her tonight," she groaned. "I want it all for me. Darling, please give it
to me, put it in me."
   "Alright. Open you legs wide. That's right. How do you want it, slowly or
all at once?"
   "Drive it in at one go; I want to feel you enter me," said Carola, her
voice broken with desire. Penny heard the bedsprings groan, then a stifled cry
from Carola. Trembling with excitement she slipped a nervous hand under her
nightgown and into her slit, as she realized that her friend had been impaled
at one go. Now the springs were creaking in rhythm. Victor punctuated the
piston and woodcutter, betraying the brutality of the operation.
   Carola panted like a madwoman, giving out little meaningless cries.
Occasionally she lowed in joyous agony when the prick entered her too savagely
as a maddened Penny masturbated, trembling at the thought of Carola's quim
stretched around her husband's elephantine weapon, which must be driving in
and out of the quartered lips like a huge piston.
   Suddenly Carola screamed aloud while Victor bellowed like some animal and
all the bedsprings complained. Then the disturbing love serenade grew calm and
silence fell in the room. Penny staggered over to her bed, worn out and with
dripping thighs, for the pretty little bitch had come at the same time as the
two lovers. She began to think about the marvelous prick that was hanging
between her employer's thighs, then worn out by the excitement, she sank into
a sleep inhabited by lascivious dreams, in which she offered her body to a
satyr with a penis like an ass's and who was driving his phallus into her in
every conceivable way.