[This story includes bodily functions as well as significant discipline. If any of this offends you, please read no further. All characters are well over eighteen. My thanks to Leslie Jones for encouraging me to use some of her characters.]
Christine enjoyed her job as sales coordinator at the big drugstore which served the university. It was effectively the equivalent of a campus store since the university had not bothered to open one in view of the capability this store possessed to serve the campus clientele.
Christine guided people to checkout lines but also helped customers decide and find what they needed. She increased total sales volume significantly. Coeds felt comfortable asking her about different tampon brands and sizes, as well as about the various new period panties the store now carried. She was just 20, so the young women were more than willing to confide some of their most intimate information and ask her the questions they would be unwilling to broach to others.
Laura, a married woman, who had graduated from the university a few years earlier, brought her husband Jack with her and asked her about tampons for him to wear. Christine had then been willing to let them use a staff bathroom when Jack, whom Laura called Jackie and was dressed in female clothing, said he needed to pee and was close to having an accident.
Much to her glee, Christine accompanied them into the bathroom and watched as Jack did his business sitting on the toilet. Then Laura caned him on the couch in the ladies room and invited Christine to administer some strokes. This almost brought her to orgasm because she had so much hoped to be asked to participate in caning Jack. She even tapped Jack between his legs a few times and in so doing, made him feel she might snap the cane right up on his genitals.
A few days later, she visited Laura and Jack in their home and got to tawse Laura, who now was being dominated by Jack, and then pussywhip the older (by about five or six years) woman. Lastly, Laura told her she could fuck Jack, so all in all, it had been a delightful experience for the redhaired Christine.
When she returned to the apartment she shared with her friend and roommate Karen, who was about a year or so older than Chris, she amazed Karen when she related all that had occurred during her visit to Laura and Jack.
"She let you fuck her husband?" Karen exclaimed. "Wow, girl, that must have been incredible! But you're lucky she didn't pull out a gun and plug you for fucking him."
"It definitely was amazing," Christine confirmed. "First, I got to lick her pussy to orgasm and then she let me choose which implement I wanted to use to punish Jack. I'd heard about teachers using the tawse and that it hit about as hard and stung as much as the cane, so I opted for that and had him screaming. He must've been the most surprised when Laura told me, after she had had sex with him, that I should then fuck him."
"This all started when they came to the store to buy tampons for him," Christine told a still-amazed Karen. "Yes, she has him wear them in his rear when she has her period. Pretty cool, isn't that?"
Karen agreed that it was charmingly humiliating for Laura's husband. She also thought that she wished she had been in Chris's place. Although she was a successful executive and an experienced domme among her friends, she was annoyed at herself, too, for becoming jealous when she heard about Chris's most recent adventure.
"Why don't I get into these kinds of delightful scenes?" she asked herself. She was pretty, smart, well-dressed, and kept herself in shape even if she was not as lithe as her roommate. This kind of thinking brought out her mean side, she realized: she now wanted nothing more than to whip Christine until she pleaded for mercy. Nevertheless, Karen kept a lid on her boiling temper.
"She's going to have him come to see me at the store whenever he needs to buy some more tampons," Christine said proudly. "I'll probably include more Super Plus ones so that he'll have a nice thick plug going up his ass."
"You are so naughty, Chris," Karen gleamed. "I think you do need to be disciplined, however, for going ahead and fucking this woman's husband in front of her and even with her approval. She may change her mind when he hankers after you, which given your lovely appearance and personality, I'm sure he will. If she came to the store and complained about you to the manager, you would be in deep doodoo, sweetie."
"Now," Karen continued, sounding quite annoyed, "you were naughty and you know what that means."
"Yes, Miss Karen," Christine replied as if by rote, "it means I will be caned." Chris loved being able to discipline Jack and Laura, but she also knew she had a deep need to be taken charge of as well, and she was happy that Karen was there to fulfill that want. The pain she would endure from being caned by Karen was not inconsiderable, however, so she also knew she would be hurting and have those telltale cane stripes on her bottom for some time.
Christine admitted to her roommate that she deserved to be punished. She knew Karen was more than capable of providing this disciplining, since as the older of the two, she had usually been the one to spank Christine when Chris failed to keep her part of the bedroom clean and left her dirty panties and sometimes even her used tampons in the bathroom. She also was punished for coming home late without telling Karen in advance.
Karen had a larger but still very attractive frame and body. She dressed well and caught men's eyes with her large, beautiful breasts and shapely posterior. She had sandy blonde hair, too, and a nice face. She summarily had Christine stand in front of her to ask her to be disciplined.
After her roommate made the embarrassing request, Karen reached down and lowered Chris's slacks and pulled her scanty bikini panties down just below her bottom.
"Go stand in the corner facing out with your pussy on display," Karen ordered, "while I prepare for your punishment."
Karen had realized that she was getting overcome by her desire to thrash her roommate. She wondered about how her mind worked sometimes. She accepted that she was bi, because she loved playing with other women but also deeply wanted to be loved and fucked by the right man. She was not a switch in terms of her dominance, however; no one was going to order her to submit to anything.
Christine complied with Karen's embarrassing order. Her pussy was already leaking from her arousal, and she knew Karen would detect that when she returned and inspected her intimately.
Karen took some time in the bathroom peeing and then excreting a bowel movement. She wiped herself carefully and applied some perfume to her face and also to various spots around her body. Having relieved herself, she was also now in a better mood. She let herself remember that she shouldn't go too far in disciplining Chris. But she still stopped in the bedroom to gather her thin cane, hairbrush, and a buttplug, along with some tight panties.
When she returned, she had Christine walk over to Karen who was seated on an armless chair. Chris knew she needed to stand in front of her domme. Karen directed Chris to spread her legs and then inspected Chris's pussy. She detected the wetness and had Chris turn around so Karen could insert her finger embarrassingly in Chris's bottom-hole.
"Your cunt is sopping but I don't feel anything in your rectum," Karen announced. "But if you feel the need to do Number Two, you'll have to hold it." Then she had Christine turn around and Karen inserted a small glycerin suppository in her roommate's bottom-hole, just to make it harder for Chris to maintain control of her bowels.
Karen then had Christine lie across her lap. She was wearing a tweed skirt which would likely cause Chris some irritation when she began struggling during the forthcoming spanking. She began spanking Chris slowly, even teasing her now and then with a well-placed finger teasing through Chris's furrow and just touching the tip of her clit.
The spanking then became more forceful as Karen spanked with her hand but then used her hairbrush on Chris's already rosy then reddened cheeks. This resulted in Christine's making moaning then groaning sounds.
