Tom's cage is finally removed and Andrea has some fun.
It rained for a week. Typical English summer. However, this gave everyone time and space to mull over what the previous weeks had uncovered. Tom had no chance to spy on his neighbour's pool as he now had a new bedroom and his mother had locked the door to the previous one. She had also arranged for him to work in a local supermarket during the week. They had held a frank conversation about his general behaviour and more specifically about spying on the neighbor.
"I had coffee with our new neighbour the other day, Tom. Mist .. uh, Evelyn. She told me you were watching her from your window and I was pleased to report that you were now in a new room and won't be able to do that any more. No watching over the wall either!"
She made no mention of the consequences they had both suffered as a result of Tom's spying. Andrea was still unaware of the wanking through the window business and Tom was mightily relieved that she didn't know about his caged cock. He didn't want his mother to know that he had submitted naked to the goddess next door and begged her for a caning. He didn't want her to know that he had seen her doing the same thing exactly.
Andrea, in turn, didn't want Tom to know that she knew about his submission to a caning. Nor did she want him to know that she was perfectly aware of his caged cock, although she only knew of this from her own spying. She also didn't want him to know she had also willingly submitted to their neighbour to be caned by her. He may by now have his suspicions about her lesbian tendencies but so far it was an untouched topic. There were many secrets in the house.
And of course, the rain and Tom's absence from his room ensured his conforming with the new rules, quite apart from not being able to do anything with his cock other than pee through it and wash it in the shower. He was following Evelyn's advice on hygiene and care and was suffering no skin rashes or irritations from the cage. In fact, he was becoming quite used to it, but his balls were bursting.
Evelyn carried on with her life much as usual, slowly reeling in her two new recruits with the occasional phone chat with Andrea and asking Tom to bring her some supplies from the supermarket when he finished work. Nobody mentioned the Punishment Room.
However, it doesn't rain forever and the following weekend brought glorious blue skies and bright sunshine. Tom had a day off from his work and Andrea went to her tennis club for a game with Kay and their friends.
Kay stripped off after the game and went to the shower room. Andrea followed, wrapping herself in a towel to cover the marks that were still evident from her caning the previous week. Evelyn had not been so harsh on Andrea as she had on Tom, but it had still been a sound punishment session.
Removing her towel and walking into the shower with her friend, Kay noticed at once that the carefully shaped pubes were now completely gone. Andrea's cunt was bald.
"Oh, hello baldie. That's new!" she said admiringly as she reached forward to stroke the shaven area.
"I have another surprise for you, Kay." Andrea turned around and showed her the stripes on her ass. Old, dark lines, but unmistakably lines that had been caused by a cane.
"I took eighteen strokes from my neighbour, Kay. You told me to reach out to her and this is what's happened. She's turned me into her slave to be punished, and I have to obey her whenever I go round to her house."
"Oh my! You got these marks a week or more ago? It must have hurt like hell. Was this the first time you submitted to her?"
"No. I confess it was the second. I only got six strokes the first time, but then I deliberately got caught spying on her through the window when she was spanking a boy beside her pool. I could easily have avoided it, but I wanted to be caught. She's beautiful, Kay, and I love having to submit to her. I had to strip naked, she only ever canes slaves when they are naked, and she commanded me to shave all my pubes off, so I obeyed her. Disobedience carries consequences. But, Kay, do you know something crazy.? I plan to go back for more, and when I say more, I mean another caning of more than eighteen strokes!"
"Wow! Pain slut! You aren't the only one though. I got caned quite often at school and it hurt a lot. I haven't told you about that, have I? Miss Scott was a demon lady! Like your lady, she caned us naked too, sometimes just one of us, sometimes she made us watch as she caned our friends. We never got less than six strokes and the maximum was twenty-four. If we got twenty-four, we always cried. I always tried to rile her enough to give me twenty-four."
Andrea took the bull by the horns and revealed one of the thoughts that had been developing in her mind.
"It sounds like you really did enjoy it, for all the tears I guess you shed, Kay. Maybe you'd enjoy revisiting those days sometime, and I'd love to be there to see that, but here's another silly thought. I remember you saying you were at your wits' end with your daughter and I wonder if she too would benefit from a visit to my neighbour. Maybe next time she oversteps the mark you could tell me and I'll arrange an afternoon tea. Bring her to my house and I'll invite Evelyn to join us. She is the expert. She'll persuade Amelia to behave more nicely if anyone can."
While they were talking, they were also soaping each other and at this suggestion, Kay suddenly went weak at the knees.
"That's a brilliant idea, Andrea. Let's try that. But, knowing what a submissive slut you are, I am now going to order you to get down on your knees and let me piss on your face. It will mix with the shower water and you can drink some if you like."
Andrea had never even thought of such an act but as soon as she heard the command, she obeyed it and Kay let a long, controlled stream of pee wash all over her friend's face. Eyes, nose, mouth. Andrea reached up and parted Kay's outer lips with her fingers to aim the stream at her mouth. Fortunately, the tennis had not been too exerting so the taste wasn't very strong, and mixed with the shower, she decided she actually rather liked being told to do this. She used her tongue to lick the final drops from Kay's pee hole and placed her mouth over the hole, trying to suck any final liquid out. This sparked a last jet which half filled her waiting mouth. She swallowed it down.
"Wow! You sure took to that in a hurry!" Kay stammered, amazed at the sensation it had given her to piss on her friend who so willingly played the game. "Maybe you should offer to suck your new mistress empty too. She might add extra strokes if you spill any."
Andrea pictured the scene and found it to her liking. I will do that, she determined. But maybe I can turn it into a game that I can't win. Have to think about how to do that.
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Tom had a dream. He was in bondage and naked women were whipping his body. Evelyn appeared and raised her cane, thrashing him with it, but he couldn't feel it. It was made of some material he didn't know which didn't hurt, like being caned with an ostrich feather. His mother arrived and she too was naked, but she had pubic hair growing down to her knees. She became Evelyn, and he munched at the hair, like candy floss and when he had eaten it all he could see her cunt. At the sight of it, he came in waves of cum, spurt after spurt after spurt. It seemed to last forever and he filled a bowl with it, which his mother then poured over his cock and balls and all the women went away, leaving him soaking in his own cum.
