Jenny and one of her new friends, Melissa, were discussing their love

for administering discipline to their boyfriends. Melissa asked Jenny if

she ever used a switch, and Jenny replied that she had not, that she has

used the paddle, hairbrush, strap, and cane.

"Oh you've got to try the switch - there's nothing like it," the tall

redhaired Melissa said. "I get so much pleasure from using switches -

more so than the cane. I'll show you how to use it. Would you like to

see me use it on my boyfriend?"

"I'd love to. But why don't you use it on my boyfriend," Jenny replied.

"You can show me how to use the switches and you'll get to use them on

somebody different."

"Ooooh, I like that idea. As long as I have free reign and complete

control of the session. No restrictions at all," Melissa said with wide

eyes. Jenny agreed, and they set a day and time for Melissa to come

over. Melissa promised to bring some switches with her.

Jenny told her boyfriend that he would be "receiving some attentions"

from someone he had not met, and that this new person would have

complete control of the session. She did not mention what those

attentions would be. He had an idea that it was physical discipline, but

he didn't know what flavor.

Melissa showed up two days later with a bundle of unprepared switches

wrapped in newspaper. After the introductions, Melissa asked if she

could begin. When Jenny gave her assent, Melissa ordered Jenny's

boyfriend to go to the bedroom and get completely undressed, and to come

back. A few moments later, he quietly came back, completely naked, and

Melissa commenced to show them how to prepare switches after they're

removed from the tree. She demonstrated how to trim off the loose

shoots, to cut off the straggly ends, and to smooth out the switch.

Then Melissa put the switches down, sat in a chair, and told him to

stand in front of her. When he did, there was complete silence in the

room for a few moments. He felt her gaze all over his body. She had him

turn around, while she subjected him to the same scrutiny with his back

toward her. Then she told him to face her again, and to stand about a

foot in front of her. This was designed to make him apprehensive, and it

was working. He felt as though his abdominal area was trembling, partly

from fear and partly from excitement and anticipation. Melissa reached

over and cupped his genitals in her hands. He immediately started to get

erect as she used both hands to massage his penis and testicles. After a

moment, she curled her thumb and forefinger around the base of his

testicles and gave a few brusque tugs. He groaned at this mixture of

pleasure and aching pain from the tugging. Then she withdrew her hands,

and waited until his erection subsided somewhat. Then she gave him

another scrotal tug, and, keeping her hand in place to give more tugs,

she started to ask him questions.

"Have you ever had a switching before?" she asked.

"No," he replied.

She gave him a hard tug and he reacted with "Aughhh!".

"No, what?" Melissa demanded.

"Oh... No ma'am," he replied, catching the direction he was expected to

go.

"You know you're going to get a good switching today, don't you?"

"Yes ma'am."

Tugging lightly, she asked, "And you know it's going to hurt - a lot."

"Yes ma'am."

"Do you know why I'm going to give you a severe switching on your bare

bottom today?"

"No ma'am."

Accentuating each word with a brusque tug, she said, "because... (tug)

it... (tug) pleases... (tug) me!" (tug)

Tugging a little harder, and rhythmically, she said, "And you know that

I'm going to switch you until I decide to stop, don't you?"

"Uhh... Yes ma'am," he groaned.

"And you know that you had better not get out of position during the

whole switching, don't you?" asked Melissa, interspersing the tugs with

an occasional light squeeze on his testicles.

"Ohhhh... Yes. Yes ma'am."

"A switching really, really hurts," she said, giving him a few harder

tugs. His throbbing, erect penis bobbed up and down with each tug. "You

definitely do not want to get out of position! You know that, don't you?"

"Yes ma'am! Uhnh..."

Continuing her tugging and squeezing, she said, flashing her eyes coyly

at him, "You will be tied down and punished very, very severely if you

get out of position. But you'll be well rewarded if you stay in position

for it. I get really turned on when I give a good switching! It makes me

creamy. Yes?"

"Oh... Yes ma'am!"

"Good," she said, withdrawing her hand. "Let's get started. I want you,

when I get up, to put this chair in the middle of the room, bend over

the back of it, and hold on very tight, because you've never felt

anything quite like you're going to feel today."

Melissa got up and retrieved the switches and placed them on a nearby

table while he followed her directions. Jenny smiled at him when he

looked at her, and he could tell that she was getting aroused, just by

the look in her eyes. When he was bent over the back of the chair, the

red-haired Melissa walked up behind him and started to prod, pinch, and

palpate his bared buttocks, as if she were examining a cushion or a

pillow for firmness. After a moment of this, she very lightly touched

and ran her fingers over the surface of his testicles, and then did the

same to his bared buttocks. Then, picking up one of the switches, and

without any further delay, Melissa stepped to his side, brought the

switch back, and swiped it across the bared target.

Reacting to the intensity of the pain inflicted by the switch, he gave

an immediate shout. A scant few seconds later, another stroke. This was

followed by another shout. Again and again the wicked switch striped his

vulnerable bared target, with Melissa paying no heed to his now urgent

outcries. He kicked his feet and writhed with each stroke, as Melissa's

face reflected a combination of interest, excitement, and arousal. Her

lips were parted and her teeth were clenched as she administered to him.

After giving him about two dozen strokes Melissa paused, picked up a

fresh switch, and walked around him slowly a few times, whisking the

switch through the air so that he could hear its fearsome sound. She

gave him this brief rest since she didn't want to force him to get out

of position, although she knew that she could if she wanted to. It was

her intention to bring him close to that point a few times during the

adventure, but not to deliberately force the issue.

She took her place again and renewed the vigorous application of the

switch. Most of the stokes by now overlapped where the switch had

previously struck, intensifying the pain. Again, he pleaded with her to

stop, to not hit so hard, to do anything but keep up the onslaught which

she was immensely enjoying. Melissa picked up the pace, delivering the

switch strokes faster than in the first set, and paused again after a

couple dozen strokes. He was panting and groaning during the pause as

she again circled around him, not saying a word.

Melissa put down the switch and teased her fingers lightly on his

testicles, and then cupped her hands around his genitals and massaged

lightly until his penis started to get hard. She gave his testicles a

few tugs, picked up a fresh switch, and started another set of strokes.

She delivered this set harder, and with an even cadence, for the entire

set of two dozen, before pausing. She did not walk around after this

pause, but simply stood silently where she was. After a few moments, she

delivered twelve strokes as fast and as hard as she could, and then

stopped.

She told him to get up and turn around, and mentioned, "You did pretty

good, not getting out of position. Jenny promised me complete control of

the session, and that includes any extra reward and punishment. I want

you to get down on your knees."

When he complied, Melissa kicked off her sandals, hiked up her short

skirt, and commanded, "I want you to take my panties off - with your

mouth." Groveling up to her on his knees, he started to awkwardly tug

down her panties, bringing them down first a few inches on one side,

then on the other. He noticed that the crotch area was soaked through

from Melissa's own cream. He took in the scent of Melissa's dampness all

the while. When her panties were on the floor, she stepped out of them.

Melissa obtained a towel, spread it on the sofa, and sat on the towel,

with her skirt pulled up. Then she spread her bare legs as far apart as

possible, and told him to approach her. With his erect member sticking

out in front, he came up to her, still on his knees. She started

masturbating herself, obviously enjoying the show she was giving him,

and his reaction to it. She had him stay kneeling in front of her while

she crested three times. Then, positioning herself, still with her legs

spread, so that her creamy vaginal entry was a few inches back of where

the edge of the sofa was, she said to him, "Okay, now you can go inside

me - but you must stay kneeling at all times - and you'll only be able

to go in a little bit. You may ejaculate inside my body."

He looked at Jenny, and saw her wide, excited eyes. She subtly nodded,

letting him know that he was to go ahead with Melissa's plan.

With a hard, throbbing member, he neared her, and then, with some

effort, entered her moist, glistening womanhood scarcely more than an

inch. With thrusting movements, he could not penetrate more than

halfway. After a few moments of this he couldn't help spurting a full

load into her receptacle, mixing his juices with hers. Now completely

spent, he withdrew and put his head in her lap. Stroking his hair, she

said, smiling, "I told you that there would be a reward for you staying

in position."

After a few more tender moments, she told him to lay on his back on the

floor. When he did, she straddled his face and told him to open his

mouth. When his mouth was open, she parted her labia and released the

mixture of semen and creamy juices from within her vagina into his

mouth. She had him lick her clean.

Jenny observed all this with rapt fascination and arousal. Jenny had

taught other women about disciplining males, but today she learned an

immense amount from Melissa.

After Melissa left, Jenny took him to the bedroom where they spent the

remainder of the afternoon in a passionate repast of sexual pleasure.