Jenny and the Landlords Ch. 02

The Landlord's next visit

The sun was blinding her as Jenny came out of the supermarket pushing her trolley. She turned her head, hearing a call behind her. Emma had just parked her car and was waving out.

'Hi! How are you this morning?'

Jenny blushed. 'Fine. I'm fine thank you.'

'I hope things are OK this morning? That we didn't go too far?'

'No. No. It's OK!'

'Do you want to talk about it Jen? Maybe have a coffee?'

'OK. That would be nice. Let me just put this stuff in my car first.'

ooOOoo

The sun was behind them as they sat in the garden of the little coffee shop. Although it was mid morning they had the place to themselves. Just as well Jen thought, if we are going to discuss what happened. She still hadn't really come to terms with it herself.

'What happened when you got back in Jen? You had had a glass or two of wine, hadn't you?'

'Yes. Yes I had. Perhaps that made it easier. I wasn't sure what I was going to do. I had to tell Mike something, but I hadn't decided how much. But actually it went better than I expected.'

'You told him I spanked you?'

'Yes. And I told him you fooled around with me and stripped me naked.'

'And he was OK with that?'

'Oh yes. He loved that bit.'

'So what exactly did you tell him?'

'In the end I asked him not to be mad at me. I told him everything. About how you spanked me and made me come. And about you wanting to see Roger's cock in me. Then I told him how it happened. Inch by inch!'

'And he was OK with that?'

'Oh god. Yes. He was. There was I worried to death and he was turned on like crazy!'

'Did you make it up to him? Did you let him fuck you too?'

'Of course. I wanted to shower first but he didn't want to wait. So I did. But I was a bit naughty with him first. You remember how much Roger came in me. Maybe he comes like that all the time but I've never had so much up my pussy before. So when Mike seemed so turned on I decided to try something kinky that he talked about a long time ago.'

'Go on.'

'I slipped off my dress and knickers and straddled his chest. Then I told him to lick me first.'

'Didn't he say something?'

'Yes he did. He said 'You're full of his cum aren't you?' So I said 'Yes I am aren't I? Lick me!' And he did too! God that was so hot.'

'Wow! So it all turned out OK. Roger and I were a bit worried for you.'

'Yes. Mike was OK and we talked about it properly this morning. It's really brought something out in him. He wouldn't leave me alone. I had to give him a bj just to get him out of the house!'

'Oh good. I'm glad that worked out. Roger and I were a little worried. Anyway we will both be down on Saturday at about seven to collect the rent from you finally.'

'And if we don't have it?'

'You can expect more than just a spanking this time Jen. Much more!'

ooOOoo

'Well what if we don't have the money tomorrow?' Mike was asking. It was Friday and there was some problem with the bank. Jen's pay had not reached her account so she hadn't been able to draw the money yet.

'Well I guess I'll be in for another spanking then.'

'I expect you will Jen. And fucking too? With that great big cock you told me about?' he teased her.

'I'm not sure about that. But Emma did mention it would be more than just a spanking. I think they're quite into some of this kinky stuff.'

'What do you want to do Jen?'

'Just let me take the lead Mike. Trust me and do as I ask when they come round. You can help get me ready though. I shall need a nice bath and proper preparation just in case!'

ooOOoo

When the doorbell rang Jen had already poured a drink. She jumped up, kissing Mike very hard on the mouth before they opened the door. He thought she smelt wonderfully fresh and inviting.

'Trust me Mike. Just trust me! Please? Now go and let them in.'

They had brought more wine, already chilled which Mike put in the fridge. Jenny spotted Roger carrying a long canvas bag that looked like a cricket bag which he left in the hallway. Mike poured drinks for everyone and they sat in the living room.

'Roger, Emma. Let's not beat about the bush. I know I promised faithfully we would have the money for you today, but there's been a glitch at the bank. I don't have it in my hand right now to give you.'

Jenny looked up at them nervously, turning from one to the other.

'I see, 'said Emma, 'In spite of what you promised. That's a shame because we like you both. What do you propose we do about it?'

'I don't know. That's up to you two. I was thinking maybe you could punish me ....us again?'

'You know it wouldn't be just a spanking this time?'

'Yes. You made that clear.'

'And you also said 'Us'. I take it you mean for me to punish both you and Mike?'

'Yes.'

She said, turning her head to look at Mike whose mouth was open a little. She nodded at him and he answered with a fleeting smile back. Good, she thought. He's on board with this too. She was relieved because Mike had to go along with this too for it to work. She turned her head to see Emma looking to Roger for approval too. He nodded his head, a twinkle in his eye.

'That will work for us Jenny, but you must understand you will be punished more than last week for this. You have kept us waiting a very long time for the money and while I understand the difficulties you must pay the price. Is that fully understood?'

He looked at both of them and then nodded in unison.

'Right then. That's understood.' He turned to Emma. 'You're in charge love!'

'Jenny, would you start by undressing Mike please? But do it sensuously. I want you to arouse him. Keep your clothes on for now, but I want every stitch of his off.'

She turned up the music a little. A jazz dance compilation was playing and it worked well as she began to dance around her husband. He looked into her eyes as she unbuttoned his shirt, one button at at a time, slowly revealing his well toned torso. She was proud of his body and as she took off his shirt she ran her fingers through the hair on his chest, nipping at his nipples with her teeth. This was amazing. It was turning her on too, to strip her husband in front of another couple.

Sinking to her knees in front of him she ran her hands over his jeans. He kicked off his trainers to help her, letting her peel off his socks. His crotch was pressing against her face as she undid his belt, pulling it free from the loops in his jeans. She could feel how hard he was already. As she pulled down the zipper his cock sprang free, trapped in his Y-fronts for a moment until she thumbed them down too. Moments later he stood stark naked in front of them all, Jen's fingers were wrapped loosely around his cock and she was pleased she had insisted on shaving all his pubic hair off. She had seen how much bigger it made Roger look and although Mike was a bit shorter, once his pubic hair was removed he looked much bigger. She looked up for further direction.

'That's very good Jen. Now let's have him over the back of this armchair. So his bum is right in the air. You are going to start by warming him up a bit.'

'Me?'

'Yes you! Start with your hand. I want to see you redden his arse all over. Remember how I spanked you? Only harder.'

Jenny was surprised, not expecting to take an active role, but as she turned to face him a thrill ran right through her. She raised her hand and brought it down smartly, making a resounding slap. It left a clear imprint of her fingers but it stung her too. She started spanking as hard as she could, covering every inch of his bottom but she wasn't used to it and her hand hurt quite quickly. Emma must have realised and picked up the folded leather belt that had held Mike's jeans up.

'Try this. But go carefully. It will likely leave some marks if you go too hard.'

As she took the belt, she moved back a step. She could see Mike still had a very firm erection. He likes this, she thought, reaching under his belly and stroking it for a few seconds. She stood up, doubling the belt and swung it tentatively before bringing it down on his bottom. The belt made a good cracking sound and he winced a little. Each time she brought the belt down she felt a tingle run through her. If it was exciting Mike, she was very turned on too. Looking over to Emma she smiled at her, bringing the strap down again and again, not very hard, but covering every inch of his skin until it glowed all over. Mike was wincing but his cock still stood firm.

'Good. That's enough now Jen. Let him up now.'

Mike stood, gingerly touching his bottom, his erection proudly pointing in the air. His cock was visibly throbbing, the veins pulsing. He couldn't hide his arousal. He watched as Emma started kissing his wife. She held her head and kissed her full on the mouth, tongues engaged. He watched as the older woman slowly undressed her. The carefully chosen blouse and short red tartan skirt ending in a heap on the floor. Her sodden black filmy panties were thrown aside until Jenny stood in stockings and heels being caressed all over. The floor show was not lost on Roger who sat watching intently in the corner.

'My god you're soaking Jen! You've got juice running down your thighs!'

Emma was fondling her between her legs, thrusting two slick fingers into the young woman's pussy as she kissed her hard on the mouth.

'You obviously get off on this as much as I do. Wow!' She put her fingers into Jen's mouth. 'Taste yourself!'

Jenny licked at her juices coating the fingers in her mouth, sucking them clean and then kissing Emma again. Mike watched as Emma's fingers entered her again, stroking in and out, her thumb flicking over Jen's engorged clit. He could see her flushing, tensing, panting as she started to come. He knew just how much she had enjoyed beating him and his cock was so engorged it was hurting. He watched as she came so hard that Emma had to hold her up, her knees sagging as she held on tight.

ooOOoo

They had paused for a while, taking another drink while the erotic tension subsided. Jen had climbed naked onto Roger's lap as he sat back in an armchair, waiting. She had managed to take his T-shirt off and was kissing his nipples, nipping at them with her teeth when Emma stopped him.

'Not yet!'

'But I want him to fuck me!'

'I'm sure you do. I want to see him fuck you and I want Mike to watch you take his cock all the way up your pretty little pussy too. But there is the little matter of punishing you first. And I haven't finished with Mike either. Now put your drink down Jen.'

'Please?'

'No. Go and get that bag Roger left in the hallway. Take a look inside and find me a flogger to warm you up with please.'

Jenny brought a long green canvas bag in, putting it on the dining table. She rummaged through an assortment of alarming instruments until she found a short whip with a red leather handle and dozens of short, thin strands of what looked like soft black leather, probably suede. Emma looked Jenny in the eye and then indicated the back of the armchair where she had spanked her husband. She obediently bent over it, her bottom well up and ready to be spanked.

She heard the whip swishing through the air but it just brushed the skin of her upturned buttocks. Almost no sensation at all. And the next stroke and the next, delivered very rapidly, caressing her skin. Very gradually the strokes became harder, stinging a little, spreading fire across her bottom. The whipping went on for several minutes before she felt herself pulled to her feet.

'Stand still Jenny while I whip your breasts!'

'No. Please! No. Please don't.'

She stood up straight and Roger took hold of her hands behind her. Her breasts weren't large and they were still very firm. The nipples were very tender, erect with excitement. She tensed a little as the flogger swept across them, first the left and then the right. She looked in Emma's eyes as she was being flogged, seeing a look of intense concentration. Her breasts were on fire before the flogger switched to her flat stomach and then lower to her lower belly. Jen was held firmly and could not avoid the strokes as the flogger moved relentlessly lower, finally whipping her right between her legs for a few strokes. When it finally stopped she realised she was shaking. At first she thought it was the fear of being whipped but gradually the sensation of intense arousal coursed through her. She nearly came again.

'Very good Jenny. You didn't cry out and you took that well. So now you are properly warmed up I'm going to cane you. I bet you've never been caned before have you?'

'No.'

'Mike. Put a big cushion over the end of the table so she has her bottom well in the air and bend her over it. Then go round the other side and hold her.'

'How many?'

'What?

'How many strokes Emma?'

'I'm going to start with six. You must count them out. OK?'

'OK.' She said in a trembling voice. She looked back over her shoulder and then let Mike bend her over the table. She couldn't take her eyes off his cock which was still rock hard with excitement. She felt her legs nudged apart with the tip of the cane until there was about a foot between them. She felt the cane against the hot skin on her backside as Emma measured the length carefully. There was a gentle tapping for a moment or two and then she heard the cane swishing in the air.

'Are you ready?'

'Yes.' She said quietly. 'Yes I am.'

She heard the cane swish and the crack as it struck. It wasn't a hard stroke and it took a few seconds for the pain to register. She could manage that.

'One' she said, remembering to count.

The next was just a little harder. The pain seemed to follow a few seconds after the cane struck. The next was harder again and she winced.

'Three.'

She felt her feet tapped a little further apart and ground her pubis against the cushion for some relief. That felt better and a trickle of moisture escaped her again, running at the top of her thighs.

'Four'. That one felt quite a bit harder. Mike was holding her shoulders, but he had a strange expression on his face. She knew he was excited the bastard. He wasn't the one being caned.

'Five!'

There was a slightly longer pause and then the final stroke came down. She knew from the sound this was going to be harder and it was. She leaped up, clutching her bottom, feeling the ridges in the skin, tears coursing down her face.

'Six!'

'Very good Jenny. Your first time and you took those very well. I think you deserve a reward for that!'

Jenny was still gingerly touching her bottom and looked reproachfully over at Mike who had clearly enjoyed watching her being beaten.

'It's your turn Jen. We are going to give Mike a caning between us!'

'Me? Us?'

'Come here and help me. But help me get these clothes off first.'

Emma had let Jen pull off her top and unzip her skirt. She stood a few inches shorter than Jenny, all but naked in hold up stockings and a thong. She put her arms around her and started kissing her again. Jenny responded a little more actively, suckling on her nipples until they were hard, then moving down and kneeling in front of her. She slid down the thong, seeing how wet the crotch had become and let Emma step out of it carefully.

'Get him over the dining table now Jen, just as I had you. That's it. He's still hard isn't he?'

Emma picked up the cane from the table. It was straight, maybe two feet six inches long, with a handle bound with black tape. She handed to Jenny who swished it a couple of times to feel the weight. It felt rather good in her hand and she looked down at Mike, wondering what this was going to be like. She was excited.

'Just measure the length first Jen. Like this.'

She took the cane from her and demonstrated, just resting the cane on his bottom, tapping very lightly until she was sure of her aim. Then she raised the cane and brought it down with a sharp cut, delivering a stinging blow. Mike exhaled slowly.

'Your turn Jen.'

Handing Jennifer the cane, she moved to stand behind and to the left of her. She put one hand round her waist and wrapped the other around around Jen's right hand, holding the cane. Jen raised her arm, then lowered it again, measuring the length. She was trembling. Lifting her arm she brought it down sharply, landing a parallel stripe very close to the first one. It took a few seconds for the stripe to become visible. Involuntarily her fingers sought her sex as she felt the warmth of Emma's naked body pressing against her.

'Good stroke! You have a good eye. Take your time Jen, but the next one can be a little harder.'

Emma let go of her caning hand and put both her arms around Jenny's waist, pressing her body against the younger girl, her breasts brushing against Jenny's shoulders. She whispered encouragement as Jenny brought the cane down again and again, covering the naked bottom in front of her. Mike was squirming but did not get up. She paused after six strokes, stroking the ridged skin and then reaching under him to fondle his engorged cock.

'You're getting off on this aren't you Jenny? You can give him a few more, but be careful!'

She brought the cane down again as she masturbated, knowing she was going to cum hard. She hadn't realised just how much she was aroused by this. She took her time, one stroke at a time. It didn't seem fair but she was going to cum somehow. By the time she had reached the twelfth stroke Emma intervened, taking the cane from her.

'That's enough now. Let him fuck you now Jenny. He needs some relief.'

She let him up and bent herself over the table on the same warm cushion he had lain on. He didn't need any invitation and mounted her quickly, thrusting deep into her vagina which was already starting to contract in a massive orgasm. He thrust as deeply as he could and came hard, only a minute or so after entering her. His job done she was coming too, flooded with his semen, pushing back against him as he continued to thrust. They were oblivious to Roger and Emma who stood watching them.

'You deserved that Mike. What a star!' Emma said, helping him up. She was running her fingers over his bottom admiring all the stripes, making him wince a little. Even now her fingers encircling his cock were getting him hard again.

ooOOoo

Mike sat up in bed as he smelt the fresh coffee. They had slept in, exhausted. Jenny had opened the drapes a little and the sunlight spilt over the rumpled bedclothes. He heard her take a quick shower and put on a robe to make breakfast. She was in a good mood, singing to herself. He loved that. When she came back in she was carrying a tray with coffee, juice and toast. They hadn't done that in ages.

'I thought you might like breakfast in bed.' She beamed a smile at him, shrugging off the wrap and climbing back into bed. As she did, he could see the faint stripes from her caning still visible on her perfect behind. Wow! The vision triggered a powerful memory and his erection stirred once more under the sheets. This was a new dimension to their relationship but it clearly had a very powerful effect.

'You look gorgeous as ever Jen!' he smiled at her.

'And do you still love me after last night?'

'Of course I do.'

'Really? Don't you think I was rather mean to you? And slutty?'

'Yes. But I still love you. I'm a bit sore too.'

'We need to talk Mike.' She said.

'We do, but no regrets Jen.'

They spent the morning in bed, reliving the extraordinary events of the previous evening.

ooOOoo

Roger had gone to the bathroom and when he came back through the doorway, Mike was lying on the floor. Emma was straddling him holding up her light blue cotton skirt and her well trimmed pubes shone with tiny droplets of her juices. She knelt astride his face so that he could lick her. Mike took his time teasing his tongue around the outer labia, gathering her moisture. He had seen her clit ring as she raised her skirt and he flicked the tip of his tongue over that. Emma drew in her breath each time he touched it, exhaling again as his tongue circled lower again. She was close to her own climax and when Roger reached down and fondled her breasts, pulling and twisting her nipples he tipped her over the edge. She came loudly, flooding Mike with her juices as she ground down onto his face.