"Hurry up we haven't got all day!" snapped Annie as she ascended the stairs, naked. I followed her downstairs and into the lounge. The stool she had been caned over was still there.
It had four legs. It was about three feet high and had a flat, polished wooden top, a foot square. Eddie was standing, beside the stool and Annie walked and stood behind it, on her tiptoes with her hands on her head. Her mouth was open in an "O' shape and her eyes faced straight forwards.
Eddie barked at me, "Watch what she does on the stool, and take note. Annie still hasn't got it exactly right yet but she's good enough to show you how to do it."
He turned to Annie, "Now, see if you can get it right this time. Follow my instructions. When I say you are going to mount the stool and display yourself. The position is back straight, head up, face and eyes forward. Arms locked with hands holding elbows behind your back. You will be in a squat position on top of the stool. Understand yet?"
Annie nodded, her mouth still pursed in an "O" shape.
Eddie continued, "Heels should touch your ass cheeks and toes will be bent. Feet will be as close together as you can manage. Tits out, shoulders back and belly pulled in. Mouth open like you are sucking cock and tongue behind your bottom teeth."
"Mount up!" he shouted in her ear, making her wince with the volume and ferocity of the command.
She tried to get in position but only managed it with some forced assistance from Eddie. I could see her shoulders were tensed to their limit and holding that position with her arms was painful.
"Get used to it, Annie. As a mark of respect to me you'll be spending time on display like this every day."
He laughed, then asked her, "Do you know what's best about this position, apart from the fact it shows your complete submission?" Annie shook her head.
Eddie smirked and answered his own question, "It's best because it gives me total, unhindered access to your ass hole, your cunt, your mouth and your tits."
He turned to me, "Fetch the other stool from the kitchen, boy! Set it up next to hers."
I fetched a tall stool from her kitchen and Eddie told me to climb up and squat on top of it.
Like Annie, my knees were to be spread apart, I was to balance on bent toes and my heels were to touch my buttocks. She manipulated me into the correct posture. Back straight, stomach pulled in and my eyes looking forward at all times. I had to put my arms behind me and grip each elbow with the other hand.
The position was quite uncomfortable. It was hard to balance and maintain the posture. Eddie picked up the cane he'd used earlier on Annie. He used it on Annie's breasts and my penis with short, sharp strokes to correct us.
Eventually he put the cane down and spoke. "It sounded like you got a long, hard fucking up there, boy! That bed was rocking for over an hour. He was pleased with what he got though, I'll give you that. He'll be back to spend more money to put his cock in you again!"
"Now listen closely boy because I'm about to tell you what's in store for you tomorrow." He was relishing the mental torment that his words were creating. "Mrs Holder already knows her duties but it won't hurt to make sure she hears it all again."
"We'll start with mornings first. Dot is on earlies this week so before you go to college I want a visit every morning so I can fuck your ass or mouth. Come in at seven thirty and strip yourself naked in the kitchen. I'll either fuck you there or over the back of the sofa.
You get the easy one this week because I'll be ready to unload, so you'll be out in twenty minutes maximum, probably a lot less. Mrs Holder will be coming over after you and it will take a bit longer before I unload in her."
He turned to Annie, briefly, "Eight o' clock sharp, naked and ready to perform, understand?" Annie nodded. Eddie smirked, again relishing his chance to humiliate here, "That is until you get yourself some outfits to wear. By next week I expect you to be coming over in a basque, fishnet stockings and high heels but this week, you'll leave here naked and come back naked when I've done with you."
Eddie turned to me again, "The next week Dot is on lates so Mrs Holder will get a quickie after two o' clock in the afternoon, and you'll get to have my cock in you for a longer session when you get back from college. On those days, you'll be straight in and strip but I'll probably take you up to bed to fuck you or have you ride my cock on the sofa."
Eddie rubbed his hands and walked out of the lounge into the kitchen and out of the rear door. The icy blast of cold air made me shiver and Annie gasped as the cold air reached her.
Eddie came in and closed the door, bringing with him something large and heavy made of wood. As he folded it out, it opened with hinges and legs locked into place in two "V" shapes of two legs each.. The top was about three feet high. The four "v" shaped legs were braced with cross struts.
The flat top was around five feet in length and two and a half feet wide. It looked like a very heavy duty wallpaper pasting table, which it probably was. Four straps with buckles were attached to it, one at each corner.
Eddie walked out of the lounge again, this time into the hall and upstairs. When he returned, he placed two black, rubber dildos, both fully shaped as penises and both around six inches long with a half set of balls making a flat base. Edie stood both of them on end.
Annie seemed to droop at the sight of them, which caused Eddie some amusement. "Maintain your posture, Annie or I'll be picking up the cane again!"
His tone changed to one of mocking, "No need for you to get shy when your toys go on display. I'm a bit disappointed that I had to find them yesterday when I checked that you'd given up all your underwear. I would have preferred that you tell me about them but you're going to be punished anyway so we'll just take that into account."
Eddie turned his attention to me again. "Forget about looking for signs in Mrs Holder's window. You'll come straight from college to here, straight here with no delay at four o' clock and you will get on the stool for an hour. That's an hour solid, no getting off for a piss, no relaxing, a whole hour in position and Mrs Holder will whip your ass raw if you move or make a sound!"
"When I arrive you will be strapped down hard on this bench. That will be common to all your punishments now. You will be strapped down tight while Mrs Holder works on your body!"
Eddie laughed to himself, "Of course when I refer to working on your body, I don't mean all of it. By now you will have realized that we want you looking pretty. Also, it wouldn't be in our best interests to damage your ass hole."
He moved to a cabinet and took something from a shallow box, a whip of some kind that he held in his right hand, running it through his left hand before shaking it.
He moved over to me and stroked the whip's tails across my penis. "Your punishments are about to get more frequent and a lot more severe. They will also get a whole lot more entertaining, for me and for any audience I choose to invite."
"When you are strapped down tight, Mrs Holder will use a penis pump on you."
He didn't show me the pump nor explain where it came from but I assumed that it was his.
"When she's pumped you up hard and swollen she'll tie a wet leather strap around the base of your cock and balls before releasing the pressure from the pump. As the strap dries it gets tighter. Your cock will remain hard, swollen and much more sensitive. "
"Mrs Holder will use nettles on your cock and balls until they are covered with stings. She'll have a pan of candle wax simmering on her stove and she'll pour it over your cock and balls. When it's set, she'll whip it off with this! Then she'll repeat it, wax and whip, wax and whip for half an hour!"
He smiled evilly and held up the nasty looking whip. It was made from nine lengths of electrical flex. Its full length, tip to tail, was just over two and a half feet. Tape was wrapped around the bottom six inches to make a handle.
The ends of the cables were bared about half an inch each and soldered, resulting in a hard, metal end on each tail. He continued to taunt me, " That's half an hour solid, every night this week, hot wax and this whip. You'll be begging for mercy boy. That's a proper fucking punishment!"
He continued, "After your punishment you will spend half an hour practicing your moves on Mrs Holder's rubber cocks while we watch you. Me from an armchair and Mrs Holder from the stool."
He waved his hand at the two dildos. "One will be mounted vertically so you can get it up your ass, and the other horizontally so you can get it down your throat."
He laughed, "We'll make you the best cock pleaser for miles around, boy!"
"That's what's in store for this week, boy. Next week will be different because of Dot being on lates. You'll come straight here after I've finished with your ass and mouth and you'll wait on the stool for me to arrive. You will be strapped down and punished again. I haven't decided how yet but it will be both painful and humiliating!"
"Saturday mornings you will be birched on my bench again, and Sunday afternoons and evenings will be the time you perform to entertain our paying guests."
Eddie looked at his watch. "Right, both of you off the stools, now!" We both dismounted, me more easily than Annie who was visibly stiffened up from even that short ordeal.
"Annie get dressed and get him ready for the big fella. You can't afford to fuck this one up one bit!"
Annie pulled on a dress and her slippers. Eddie pulled up the zip at the back of the dress for her. He turned to Annie, "Get him installed upstairs then come back down sharp!"
Annie followed me upstairs and into the bedroom. She left, taking the water and glasses with her. I was told to stand with my legs shoulder width apart and my hands behind my head when the next visitor turned up. Until then I could sit on the bed and wait.
She disappeared then returned with fresh water and clean glasses. "Get in position now, " she ordered, but her voice faltered as though she was very nervous herself. I stood facing the door in the specified position; nervous again about what lay in store for me.
I heard a soft knocking at the front door and hushed conversation followed by two sets of footsteps up the stairs. As the door opened I gasped in shock.
Annie entered the room with a man I recognized as Ken Baxter a local bigwig on the Council. He was a powerful and influential man, locally.
He stood well over six feet tall, with a full head of silver hair, slicked to one side, a square jaw and a reddish complexion. He wore a dark blue blazer, open necked light blue shirt and dark grey trousers with brown deck shoes. He was an imposing figure who exuded authority.
He spoke commandingly to Annie, "Leave us now, Mrs Holder but keep that bag to hand in case I require it." I didn't see the bag so I assumed that he had left it downstairs. "Certainly, Sir," commented Annie humbly as she left and closed the door.
