Johanna Morgenthau Chapter 05

Johanna Morgenthau and the Search for the Cinnamon Ice Cream

An erotic novel.

The plot takes place in Germany in 1994, in an unnamed city.

All characters in the story are at least 18 years old.

==== Chapter Five: The Education of Lisa ====

== Meeting Lisa ==

The week at school has become nothing but a blur. Johanna's focus is barely there. Yet, her mind feels unusually clear, enabling her to often give a good answer, despite 90 percent of her thoughts being preoccupied with Michael, the villa, and Barbara. She begins to doodle small cartoons during class. Raunchy cartoons.

"And Johanna, what does this result to?"

Monika Wagner looks at her inquisitive. Ms. Wagner teaches mathematics here. Presumably, because she couldn't secure a position at the Ministry of Information Retrieval, because she's too mean even for the Ministry.

Johanna looks at Monika and wonders what she might look like without her clothes on. She's robustly built with a pretty face. Would her breasts remain perky or sag terribly?

She guesses, "Sixty-nine?"

The class giggles.

"It would really be in your best interest to take your education a bit more seriously. What are you scribbling there all the time anyway?"

Ms. Wagner reaches for Johanna's notebook, examining the cartoons.

"Please stay after class; I want to talk to you."

Weekend. She senses something is coming. On Friday afternoon, Michael comes to see her. Just the fact that he comes alone is thrilling to her. He could easily have one of his minions fetch her.

"Johanna." He takes her into his arms. "How is my favorite master thief doing today?"

"Finally, it's the weekend. School has become completely surreal. It's like the cover identity of a comic book heroine. If I ever end up spanking a teacher, you have a lawyer to bail me out, right?"

He has to chuckle.

"Have you spoken with van Pelten?"

"Yes, I have. He respects your chuzpe in the matter. And he wants to thank you for not taking all the jewelry."

"I'm curious if his son gets his ass spanked as much as I do from you. I could set him up with a friend who could take care of that if he's interested."

"Probably. Old van Pelten shows little mercy in that regard. And he mentioned something about missing his Pollocks? Did you guys take his Pollocks?"

"We destroyed his Pollocks for the greater good and replaced them with actual art. Unfortunately, they were only reproductions."

Michael has to laugh. Then he kisses Johanna on the forehead, "My Johanna, I'm proud of you!"

"And how was your week?"

"Busy. I didn't manage to delegate as much as I should have. It's not good for me to take care of everything myself."

"I don't even know what kind of business you're in."

"Would you like to know?"

"Nah. I much prefer it when you're all mysterious. But know that I'm burning to be involved in whatever you're doing."

"You'll be ready soon," he says with a mischievous look.

"But if you're stressed from your week--I could take your mind off things?"

He smiles at her. "You're going to assist me with something now. I think you'll enjoy it. And you'll learn quite a bit about yourself in the process."

In the past, she might have found this cheesy. But now, Johanna adores it when he acts so mysteriously. No matter what Michael would do, she knows she'll find it amazing. "Come with me."

He leads Johanna into the room where he had previously punished her. Parts of it are once again separated by curtains. He leaves Johanna waiting briefly and then brings in a second woman. She's dressed in a gray business suit. She's older than Johanna, perhaps in her late twenties? Very slender and tall, even taller than Johanna. She has long blonde hair. Her breasts are noticeably larger than Johanna's and firm. Johanna imagines how her hands would best fit around the woman's neck.

"Johanna, this is Lisa. Lisa is undergoing training here and will be working on her obedience. Lisa has a particular reluctance when it comes to other women. Johanna will be assisting me."

Lisa looks uncertain, her gaze fixed on the floor as Michael talks about her. Johanna is curious about the backstory here. Who is this woman, and why is she here?

Michael commands, "Lisa, you will now undress Johanna."

Lisa removes Johanna's clothing. She does it mechanically, like a maid performing her duty. Johanna knows this wasn't what Michael intended, but he doesn't stop her, letting her continue.

Once she's done, he says, "Now, Johanna will undress Lisa."

Johanna turns it into a game. Her hands glide over Lisa's body. She feels Lisa's breasts as she removes her blazer, deciding they are magnificent. Lisa allows it, but it's clearly uncomfortable for her. Johanna continues to undress her, touching her as she goes. She feels Lisa's ass, runs her fingers over Lisa's vulva as she removes her panties. They both stand naked before Michael. Lisa covers her breasts with one forearm.

Michael places two stools with dildos mounted on them.

"You have two minutes to get wet, then you'll sit facing each other on these stools," he says, his tone calm and casual, as if discussing what's for dessert. No commanding tone, no severity in his voice. Yet Johanna knows this is not a suggestion. It's exhilarating when he gives her orders.

Lisa reaches between her legs.

"Stop!" Michael says, "No touching. You must do it with your mind."

Johanna has been wet since she undressed Lisa. Watching Lisa struggle with the task only makes her more aroused.

Finally, Michael says, "Time's up. Sit down."

Johanna positions her eager opening over the dildo and slowly lowers herself onto it; the size feels pleasing.

Lisa hesitates. Michael gently guides her by the arm over the dildo.

"I'm not ready yet," she says.

"Sit!" he commands in a tone that quashes any resistance in Lisa instantly.

She begins to sit on the dildo, doing so very cautiously and slowly, grimacing. Clearly, she's not as wet as would be ideal.

"Now, up and down."

Both start to ride their dildos. Michael retrieves a cane from one of the cabinets. Johanna watches Lisa, finding it incredibly erotic to see this stranger riding a dildo right in front of her. Lisa, however, looks away.

Michael strikes Lisa's thigh with the cane. "Look at Johanna, don't look around the room!"

Lisa looks up, a blush of shame creeping into her face.

"Straighten your back, touch your breasts."

They continue to ride the dildos. Eventually, Michael says, "Alright--enough with the stools. Stand up."

Relieved, Johanna stands--she finds it thrilling but quite exhausting. Lisa also seems relieved.

"Now you'll practice some kissing. Begin."

Lisa looks uncertainly between Michael and Johanna. Who's meant? But Johanna knows. She approaches Lisa, touches her breasts, Lisa recoils slightly but immediately receives a sharp strike from the cane on her back. She allows Johanna to proceed, though she tenses up. Johanna moves closer and touches Lisa's lips with her own.

Lisa pulls away, looking at Michael, "Please, sir, can I kiss you? I can't, not with another woman, it just doesn't work."

She looks pleadingly. Michael doesn't respond, instead, he hits Lisa's buttocks hard with the cane. Her face contorts in pain, her eyes welling up with tears.

"Okay, okay, I'll try," she says. Johanna feels that with each strike of the cane on Lisa, her own arousal intensifies. This is so hot!

Johanna kisses Lisa again, this time Lisa participates reluctantly. Johanna slides her tongue into Lisa's mouth, their tongues touch, but Lisa is completely tense. Johanna wraps her arms around her, yet Lisa remains stiff.

"More effort, please," Michael says, "You're not robots. Lisa, you need to find a way to enjoy this."

He pulls a curtain aside. Behind it is a sort of table, not the bench he used for Johanna. It's padded and covered in leather, with eyelets and straps all over, evidently for binding someone.

"Johanna, you lie down here, and you, Lisa, lie on top of her."

Johanna climbs onto the table, followed by Lisa, who hesitates but then reluctantly lies on top of Johanna.

"Go on now, you know what to do."

The cane snaps down on Lisa's thigh. Lisa presses her lips against Johanna's, kissing her, their tongues playing together.

"More passion."

The cane strikes Lisa again.

After a while, they have to switch positions so that Johanna is on top. Somehow, Johanna enjoys playing with Lisa. She grinds against her. Johanna licks at Lisa's breasts, taking her nipples into her mouth. After lavishing attention on her breasts, she continues to kiss Lisa, who slowly resigns to her fate.

"Johanna, do you want to take care of her snatch now?"

Johanna doesn't need to be asked twice and moves back to reach Lisa's slit.

"No, not like that. Turn around, you surely want your beaver pampered too, right?"

Johanna turns around. Lisa turns her head to the side, "Please, not that, it's disgusting!"

Michael asks, "You find Johanna disgusting? That's not very nice."

"No. Me. I can't ... with another woman ... down there."

Michael sighs.

"I see we need to do this differently. Johanna, help me tie her down."

Lisa looks at them fearfully. Together, they hold Lisa down and bind her so that her buttocks are slightly off the edge of the table. They secure her hands with leather loops and spread her legs to the sides. Finally, they fasten a leather belt around Lisa's pelvis. Now she can barely move.

Michael positions Johanna at the edge of the table. She has to stand with her legs wide in front of the table.

"I won't tie you down, but you stay exactly like that," he orders.

Oh my God, why does it turn me on so much when he talks to me like that? He could order Johanna around all day, she enjoys it so much. It would probably even turn her on if he commanded her to do the dishes.

She stands so that if she leans forward, her head would reach Lisa's sex. Ah, Johanna thinks, figuring out what's next. Lisa looks up pleadingly at both of them. She has realized she's about to be licked.

Michael leaves them standing there and goes to one of the cabinets, pulling out a small metal box. Some sort of electronic device with buttons and lights. He hangs it on the wall next to Lisa and attaches several electrodes to her head, which connect back to the box.

Lisa pleads, "No, please no electric shocks! Not on the head. Please!"

Michael laughs. "Electric shocks? No, this doesn't give shocks. It just measures your brainwaves. It tells me if you're having an orgasm. So you can't fake it."

Lisa looks at him questioningly. Why would she fake it? He switches the device on.

Michael begins to undress. His penis is already standing rigid from his body.

"Johanna, your job now is to lick Lisa to orgasm. And I'll be fucking you while you do it."

Johanna can hardly wait to feel his cock inside her. She bends forward, cautiously starting to slide her tongue into Lisa's slit. She wants to take her time, to savor his cock.

Michael applies some lube to his hard cock. He positions himself behind Johanna, then presses his cock against her anus.

Johanna lifts her head and exclaims, "Oh yes, fuck me in my sweet little ass."

He slowly pushes his member all the way into Johanna's ass. It doesn't feel like that night in the bathroom. Has his penis somehow gotten bigger? Johanna squirms, moaning in pain. She feels like he might tear her anus apart. But Michael is undeterred. Slowly he pulls his cock out only to thrust it back in immediately. She's in pain, but she enjoys the brutality with which he's taking her ass.

Amidst the pain, Johanna remembers: he'll keep fucking her until Lisa has an orgasm. She now presses her mouth firmly against Lisa's snatch and starts to stimulate her clit with her tongue as vigorously as she can. Meanwhile, Michael continues to fuck her in the ass. With each thrust, he goes in to the hilt, mercilessly. Johanna moans her pain into Lisa's twat, her hands clenching into fists. Tears stream down her face.

Michael has left her hands free. She uses her fingers to enter Lisa while licking, searching for Lisa's G-spot, her tongue playing with Lisa's pearl. She tries to focus as best she can on bringing Lisa to orgasm while Michael is wrecking her insides from behind. He grips her hips with both hands and rams his dick into her anus again and again.

After what feels like an eternity, Lisa's pelvis begins to tremble. The device confirms her orgasm with a beep and a flash. But she doesn't moan; she's so tense that she experiences her orgasm almost secretly.

Michael thrusts one last time and then slides out of her anus. Johanna sighs happily. After Johanna has calmed down, they release Lisa.

"Congratulations on your first orgasm from a woman," he says to her.

Lisa is bright red. She says nothing and looks down in shame. Michael looks at Johanna, smiling at her, and she immediately understands what's coming next.

Together, they help Lisa down from the table. She stands where Johanna just was. They then hold her legs firmly, attaching ankle cuffs to her, which they secure to the eyelets in the floor.

Lisa now understands what's about to happen and becomes frantic, "No, oh my God, please not that! I'll do anything with Johanna, I'll kiss her, lick her, anything! Just not this!"

She struggles against her restraints, but they've already secured her.

"Yes, you will lick her," Michael comments.

"Stop! No! Please! Mercy!" Lisa pleads.

While Lisa is begging, they continue to secure her. They fasten a leather belt around her waist, holding her against the padded edge of the table.

Johanna says to Lisa with a wide grin, "You could've tried a bit harder to come faster. Now you're in for a real surprise."

Michael and Johanna push Lisa's upper body down onto the table. They grab her arms and bind them behind her back. Michael twists her arms so that her forearms are angled up towards her shoulders and secures them crossed. Lisa moans in pain; she's clearly not used to this arm position and not as flexible as Johanna thought.

Johanna eagerly climbs onto the table, lying with her exposed snatch in front of Lisa. Lisa had barely been wet when Johanna started licking her. Johanna, on the other hand, is dripping.

She makes a decision: she'll delay her orgasm as long as possible. She's not even sure why. She just wants to see Lisa get fucked in the ass. She wants to witness her pain. She shifts back slightly, ensuring Lisa can only just reach her slit. Panicked, Lisa watches Michael. He takes another dollop of lube for his still-erect penis. Then he positions himself behind Lisa.

Lisa cries out, "No, wait, I'm not ready, give me a moment!"

He gives her no moment and thrusts his cock into her anus just as mercilessly as he did with Johanna. Lisa screams piercingly, so loud that Johanna wonders if it might bring the house down.

Slowly, Michael pulls his cock back out. Lisa breathes heavily, sucking in air, only to scream again as Michael thrusts his cock back into her just as ruthlessly.

Johanna lifts her head, looking into Lisa's pain-contorted, tear-streaked face. Then she looks at Michael, who stands behind Lisa, working her anus with his cock. She smiles at Michael, who understands exactly what she's planning.

Finally, Lisa realizes she must start licking. However, unlike Johanna, she doesn't have her hands free and must do everything with her mouth alone. She places her mouth on Johanna's pussy and begins to clumsily suck and lick. She has no idea how to pleasure a woman, Johanna thinks, this will take forever. She lays her head back, enjoying the licking between her thighs. She forces herself to breathe deeply, slowly, and evenly to hold back her arousal.

Lisa screams the entire time. She licks and screams into Johanna's vulva. She lifts her head, her face streaked with tears and utterly distraught, "Please, mercy! A short break, just a very short break, I can't take it anymore, it hurts too much."

Michael leans forward, his shaft still buried in her ass, and reaches for her nipples. He pinches and pulls them. Lisa turns her head, looking at him pleadingly with her tear-stained face. Johanna, who had been nearing her climax, uses the pause to calm down a bit.

When the desperate Lisa resumes at Johanna's slit, Johanna lays her head back again, relaxes, and enjoys the clumsy licking.

It takes an eternity for her to approach her climax again. But Lisa's screams make her so aroused that she can't hold back anymore. Her hips buck up, pressing her pelvis towards Lisa as her orgasm hits. Michael thrusts his final strokes into Lisa as fast as he can.

Michael and Johanna then untie Lisa.

Michael says, "Kneel down, both of you, heads next to each other."

He strokes his large cock, pressing the heads of both women towards his balls. Both lick his balls submissively while he continues to masturbate.

"Open your mouths."

He steps back slightly, aims his cock at the women's faces, and starts to ejaculate. With a relaxed moan, he spurts onto their faces. Load after load lands on their faces, his semen spreading everywhere.

Once he's done showering them with cum, Johanna turns to Lisa and kisses her. Lisa is frozen at first, but when Johanna pinches her breast, she snaps to and kisses back. She's visibly disgusted but submits to kissing Johanna, with semen in her mouth.

"You will not wash your faces but leave it on until tomorrow," Michael commands.

He asks Lisa, "Lisa, how is your obedience coming along? Will there be more fussing, pleading, and begging from you?"

She looks at him with panic in her eyes, "I'll do anything you say, Sir! Men, women, it doesn't matter. I will obey."

"That sounds promising. So if I command you to do something with Johanna now, it will work out, right? We don't need to put anything else in your cute little ass, do we?"

She immediately responds, "Of course. I will obey. Please, not again!"

Michael studies Lisa for a moment. She struggles to hold his gaze. "Good. I see we're moving in the right direction. But you'll need more training. From now on, Johanna will take over your further training. Now that you've satisfied each other, that should be a solid foundation. Johanna, I trust you'll do a good job."

Johanna beams with pride and assures him she'll give it her all. Having so much power over Lisa sends her into a kind of euphoria. She starts imagining all the things she could do with Lisa.

Johanna gets dressed. When Lisa reaches for her clothes, Johanna stops her: „Not you!"

Johanna rummages through the drawers until she finds what she's looking for with delight. She fastens a collar around Lisa's neck and attaches a leash to it. With Lisa on the leash, she leads her to the dining room where they have dinner. Lisa feels uncomfortable sitting there naked while the sperm dries on their faces. But at least she's neither the first nor the last to be so in this house. Johanna is proud to wear Michael's sperm on her face. After dinner, she takes Lisa to her apartment.

She sits with Lisa on her couch, sipping some wine.

"Lisa, what are you doing here? Why are you here? Does Michael have some kind of Компромат on you? Has Michael got photos of you blowing up the imperial ice factory?"

"Do I have to answer?"

"No, only if you want to, it's voluntary."

Lisa pours herself more wine, draining the glass. "Because I'm tired of running away all the time. I'm always just running."

"From what?"

"All sorts of things. I was engaged twice, you know? The second one was a real catch, he was the CEO of the company where I work. Worked. I was just a little secretary."

She pours herself another glass of wine.

"Do you know what that would have meant for me? Such an opportunity comes once in a lifetime. I always had to count every penny at the end of the month, and then suddenly, I'm flying off to the Caribbean for a few days. And I ran away. Nothing had happened, he didn't have mafia connections, no 50-Shades dungeon. I've run away from my parents time and again. Moved five times, I always had to get away."