Submissive Carol


Abused In Chat Room

But my enthusiasm didn't wane. This was going to be a double header.

"Switch round again," I said. "Get it up you, lick all this off me."

She turning round in a trice and my cock was up her again. We kissed, a long lingering cunt flavoured kiss. We were so relaxed with each other.

We stayed like that for a while, but the heat began to subside into a gently glow. It was lovely, but we weren't going to come again.

"What happened to that breakfast?" I said. "Off you get."

Lynne came back while Carol was cooking breakfast.

"Bung some in there for me," Lynne said. "You're turning me into a flasher, Carol. Look." Lynne lifted up the front of her little tennis skirt to reveal she had no knickers on.

"Did he charge you for the papers?" I said.

"I was very lady like," Lynne said. "Quite a thrill though wearing a skirt this short with nothing on underneath. No sign of Paul? He's usually back by now."

And right on cue we heard Paul's car draw up outside.

"Hello all," Paul greeted us cheerily. "What did I miss?"

"You missed Carol being really stupid and giving Mike better head than me."

"Oh dear, you'll be in the stocks for that later, Carol. Put a couple of bits of bacon in for me."

We ate breakfast, lunch really, out on the terrace.

"Did you enjoy the dogging last night, Carol?" Paul asked.

"It was fun," Carol said.

"Oh, Michael, just remembered, you must show me that web site, what was it called?"

"Swinging Heaven," I said.

"Come on, let's go and have a look."

Paul and I toddled off to his study. Paul signed up and paid the £15. We visited the chat room where I'd met Carol but, it being Sunday lunchtime, there was hardly anyone there. We found another, well populated room and logged in to that.

Paul had a look at all the webcams.

"One girl feeling herself up and five blokes wanking. Is that what it's usually like?" Paul asked.

"Yup," I said. "All the blokes watch the girl and hope she is watching them."

"How do you get your webcam up there?" Paul asked.

"Just switch it on, and click that option there." I pointed.

Paul switched his webcam on, clicked, then clicked OK and there he was. He adjusted the camera angle so it didn't show his face.

"And that symbol beside someone's name means they're looking at your webcam," I said.

"I see," Paul said. "So no-one's looking at me now?"

"That's right. People will have a quick look and if you're not doing anything interesting they'll look at someone else."

Paul, who was still wearing his golfing gear, pointed the camera at me - I wasn't wearing anything. But still nobody was watching.

"Lynne!" Paul shouted.

"Yes?"

"Can you spare Carol for a few minutes?"

Carol joined us.

"Hello," Paul said. "What were you up to?"

"I was trimming Lynne's pubic hair," Carol said.

"Nice," Paul said. "Stand here." Paul adjusted the camera so that Carol filled the frame.

"Let's see if this gets anyone's attention." And he typed: 'this girl will do anything anyone tells her to. Any suggestions?'

The 'I'm watching you' symbols lit up like Blackpool illuminations.

'Nice', 'nice tits', 'you lucky bugger' and other such compliments flooded in. 'Show us her arse' someone requested.

"He wants to see your arse, Carol. Turn round."

Carol turned round and showed her arse to the camera.

"This is fun," Paul said. "This guy wants you to squeeze your nipples - do that."

Carol turned to face the camera and played with her nipples.

Lynne wandered in. "What are you all up to?" she asked.

"We're showing Carol off to the wankers," Paul said.

"They're not all wankers," I pointed out. "That last one who wanted the nipples was a girl."

"Yea, but still a wanker," Paul said.

"You're right," I said.

Paul typed: 'Anyone like to see her snogging my wife?'

By now just about everyone in the room was watching us.

"Hey, I'm not showing myself on there," Lynne said. "Someone might recognise me."

"Stand with your back to the camera," Paul said. "How many people know you from your arse?"

"Ha ha," Lynne said.

"Quite a few," I suggested.

Lynne was persuaded to stand with her back to the camera. Carol snogged her and ran her hands over Lynne's bottom.

The chatters, male and female, were very complimentary and full of suggestions.

Pretty soon Lynne was in the chair, one knee over the armrest and Carol was on the floor first licking Lynne's tits then licking her clitty. Paul was moving the camera around to give the viewers the best angles.

'Can you fuck her' someone asked.

"Mike?" Paul said.

I knelt behind Carol and was in her wet hole in a trice. Paul was feeling Carol's tits. We were all having a great time, and so were the wankers - male and female.

Carol sucked our cocks, Paul spunked on Carol's face, Lynne got her little vibrator and used it mercilessly on Carol. We zoomed in for a close up on Carol's face as she came, I wanked on Lynne's tits and Carol licked my spunk off them.

"Look," Paul said. "There's only our webcam listed now, where have all the other's gone?"

Almost everyone was still watching us, but nobody else had their cam online.

"They've all come and gone," I said.

"Right, that's it then. Show over," Paul said, and he switched off the webcam and logged off. "That's a great site," he said. "Now, bugger off, girls, go and play with each other somewhere, I'm going to show Mike my new car."

Paul had two cars. The new one was a red Porsche convertible, second hand, a bargain of course and very flash. We went out for a spin - we did put some clothes on first. We popped into the pub for a swift half en route home.

When we got back Lynne was lying on her front on the sun lounger and Carol was caressing her back with a feather duster. Only when Lynne sat up to greet us did we see the vibrator up her cunt.

"Where have you two been?" Lynne asked.

"Took Mike for a spin in the Porsche."

"I'm not sure which is lovelier," I said. "Carol or the car."

"You can have the car," Lynne said. "I'll have Carol. How many times have I come, Carol?"

"Seven so far, mistress," Carol said.

"Ah," I said. "It's mistress now is it?"

"Oh yes," Lynne said. "She knows her place now, don't you, Carol?"

"Yes, mistress," Carol said looking down at the ground in a servanty sort of way.

"Anyway, boys, I'm glad you're back, I need your help."

"Looks like you've already got all the help you need," Paul said.

Lynne got up. "Lie on the lounger, Carol, on your front."

Carol lay on the sun lounger and Lynne wrapped a blindfold around her eyes. Lynne went into the house and reappeared carrying a cane and a jar of something.

"Now, Carol," Lynne said. "Despite that beating we gave you last night there's hardly a mark on you - James will never believe him when you tell him we whipped you, will he?"

"No, mistress," Carol said.

"So I'm going to cane you so that you have something to show him. Would you like that?"

"Yes, mistress," Carol said.

Then to us Lynne said, "Hold her down, boys, one of you on her feet, the other on her hands." Paul and I held Carol down.

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