LADIES IN LEATHER GLOVES

The Stepmother Part Eleven

Part Eleven

He had no idea of the time as he lay shackled in his cage.   He longed for them to return to release him even if it meant more punishment.   Eventually, Amanda did come for him.   She unlocked the padlock and opened the cage door, pulling Richard out of his cage with the bar of the leg spreader.   The relief Richard felt as she removed the nipple clamp was wonderful.   She then removed his gag and untied him, but left his restraint in place.

Amanda had changed into a stunning black dress and wore classic high-heeled pumps.   Richard found one of her shoes placed in front of his nose.   “What are you waiting for slave.   Kiss my shoe and thank me for releasing you”.

Richard kissed the toe of Amanda’s shoe and then said “Thank you for releasing me Amanda”.   Richard was rewarded with a kick.

“You call me ma’am slave.   That is how you address me.   Now do it again”.

Richard kissed the toe of Amanda’s shoe once more and thanked her properly.

“Now follow me slave on your hands and knees”.   Richard followed Amanda with difficulty and felt almost a free man as they left the dungeon behind them.   Having negotiated the steps, Richard crawled down a corridor which led into the kitchen.   His new freedom was not to last long as Amanda attached two cuffs to his legs which were joined by a chain.  She locked the cuffs in place with two small padlocks.   Richard noticed a long chain that was attached to a ring bolt in the middle of the kitchen.   Amanda took the end of the chain and used a large padlock and secured it to Richard’s leg restraints.

“You will clean up the kitchen and woe betide you if you don’t do a good job.   Make sure you wash the floor.   And if I catch you helping yourself to any food or drink other than this you’ll be sorry you were ever born.”   Amanda had placed a roll of bread and a glass of water on one of the work surfaces.

Richard set about his tasks, something he wasn’t overly used to.   He did the best he could but somehow he felt however hard he worked, it wouldn’t be good enough for Amanda.   He eventually finished and sat down at the kitchen table to eat the meagre meal he had been left.

A little while later Amanda returned and immediately started to inspect Richard’s work.  Richard had assumed a kneeling position as expected with his head lowered.   She seemed satisfied, but then opened a drawer and removed a pair of white cotton gloves and put them on.   She walked over to a window-sill and slid her fingers along the surface.

“Pathetic” spat Amanda as she glared at him.   “I warned you to do a good job.  You obviously haven’t been punished enough.”   She left the room but swiftly returned holding a leather paddle about eighteen inches long in her right hand.   In her left hand she held a pair of high quality kid skin gloves of mid-arm length.   She pulled out a chair and placed it in the middle of the kitchen and sat down placing the paddle on her lap.  “Kneel before me slave”.   Richard shuffled over to Amanda and knelt in front of her.   Amanda put one of her gloves by the paddle and started to put on the other leather glove, gradually easing it on.   She smoothed the leather into place with the other hand and when completely satisfied with the fit, she picked up the other glove and eased it into place.   After carefully inspecting her hands to ensure the gloves fitted to her satisfaction, Amanda commanded Richard to look up at her.  Richard did so and couldn’t help admire her beauty.   However, the admiration didn’t last long as suddenly Amanda’s right hand delivered a vicious slap to the left side of his face.   His head swung to one side and just as he was recovering from the blow, her left hand slapped his right cheek.   The blows continued from side to side, with Amanda berating his feeble work efforts continuously.  Eventually, Amanda stopped and rearranged the fit of her gloves.

“Now you little shit, get your arse over my lap so that I can give you a damn good hiding”.   Richard still recovering from the barrage of blows to his face, shuffled to Amanda’s side and from his kneeling position draped himself over Amanda’s lap.   Amanda was holding the thick leather paddle in her right hand.  “Put your left hand behind your back slave”.   As Richard did so, Amanda took his hand and twisted it high up his back ensuring Richard was kept in place.   Richard could feel the cool smoothness of Amanda’s leather gloved hand as she held his hand in hers.

“Now you little shit, I’m going to give you sixty whacks with my paddle which you are going to count aloud and you will thank me for each whack.   Do I make myself clear slave”.

“Yes ma’am”.

Amanda rubbed the paddle on Richard’s backside and then after what seemed an interminable time raised her right arm and brought the paddle down with tremendous force.   Richard’s already battered backside wasn’t ready for the pain the paddle inflicted, he yelled and immediately forgot to count.

“Forgotten so soon slave” sneered Amanda.

“One thank you ma’am” Richard replied quickly.

“Not quick enough.   We start again”.

Amanda raised her arm and brought the paddle down with similar force.   Somehow Richard managed to stammer “One thank you ma’am”.

“That’s better”.

The paddle descended once more and as the pain flooded Richard’s brain, he quickly snivelled “Two thank you ma’am”.

Again the paddle struck viciously.   “Three thank you ma’am”.

“Four thank you ma’am”.

There was already desperation in Richard’s voice as his brain couldn’t comprehend the amount of whacks he had to take.  The punishment continued and somehow Richard managed to stammer “TTTTTTen ma’am”.

Amanda released Richard’s arm and put the paddle down readjusting her gloves.   Richard gently sobbed but still managed to take in the elegance of Amanda’s high-heeled pumps even from his upside down position.    Once Amanda was satisfied with the fit of her leather gloves, she picked up the paddle and continued the punishment.

“Eleven thank you ma’am” cried Richard.

As the punishment progressed, despite her strength, Amanda was finding it increasingly difficult to hold Richard in place.   As Richard yelled “twenty thank you ma’am”, Amanda decided it was time for a little restraint.

Amanda eased Richard off her lap and stood up.   She walked over to a counter area and pulled out a stool.   Okay you little shit, crawl over here and lay over the stool.   “Now or we will start the count again” ordered Amanda as Richard hesitated.   He quickly crawled over to the stool and laid over it as he had been commanded.   Amanda had taken a few pieces of chord from a drawer and started to immobilise Richard.   First she lashed Richard’s hands to the legs of the stool and then his legs.   Finally, she looped a piece of chord under the seat of the stool and tied it across Richard’s back holding him in place.

“Now we may proceed” Amanda said in a matter of fact tone.   And proceed she did.   By the time she reached thirty, Richard was yelling his disapproval.   He had messed up the counting and received an additional half a dozen whacks.   Amanda had become more and more excited as the punishment progressed and in between each stroke her leather clad hands wondered to her nipples which she stroked through the material of her dress.   Peter needed to come home soon.

Amanda was tiring of Richard’s incessant wailing and decided to shut him up even if it meant he couldn’t count any more.   She cut of a piece of duct tape and then removed her knickers.   She knelt down in front of Richard and ordered him to shut up and open his mouth.   He needed a little encouragement but Amanda soon had her knickers stuffed in his mouth and she quickly secured them in place by sticking the duct tape across his mouth.   She then gracefully removed her dress, standing naked except for her high-heeled pumps and classic kid leather gloves.   She picked up the leather paddle from where she left it and clicked her way across the kitchen floor to position herself in striking range of Richard’s naked buttocks.   Amanda dwelt over every stroke now and the last thirty whacks took over half an hour.   She massaged her nipples enjoying Richard’s futile struggles to both escape and make some sound.   But he had no alternative than to take the punishment.   Amanda was highly aroused and she longed for Peter to return.   When the final stroke was over, she knew that she had to continue punishing Richard.   She quickly released him from the stool but was quick to tie his hands behind his back.   He tried to resist, but he was no match for Amanda’s strength.   He then suddenly took in Amanda’s nakedness and he was mesmerised.   Instead of keeping his nose to the floor as was demanded, he simply looked up at the goddess in front of him desperate to reach out and touch her.  

“You really don’t learn do you slave.   I’m beginning to think you like being punished.   Now get over my lap.”

Amanda had sat down in the chair again and was gently stroking her nipples.   Richard didn’t hesitate.   He longed to feel Amanda’s naked flesh and with as much speed as he could manage given his bondage, he struggled over to Amanda and with some help from her, draped himself over her lap.   As he felt the smooth skin of her lap, his penis swiftly grew, which rewarded him with stabbing pains from the pointed studs of his restraint.   Amanda stroked his bottom with her leather-clad hand and then gently pinched it while using her other hand for massaging her nipples.   She then secured Richard with her left arm and started to spank him with enough force to cause him considerable discomfort even though she was spanking him with nothing more threatening than a leather clad hand.   She frequently paused to massage her extremely sensitive nipples and Richard could almost feel the excitement building in her as the spanking continued.   Eventually, both of them heard the opening and closing of a door signalling that Peter had returned.   Amanda paused as she welcomed her husband home.

“Hi darling, I’m in the kitchen”.   Peter strode through the door to find his beautiful, naked wife spanking the slave 

“Having a few problems” laughed Peter as he went to the fridge to get a beer seemingly completely relaxed about the scene before him.

“Nothing I can’t handle darling.   He did an appalling job cleaning the kitchen and I’ve just been teaching him the errors of his ways.”    She gave Richard a few last slaps before releasing him from her lap.   She quickly pulled him to his feet and lowered him on to the chair she had vacated.   His arms were positioned behind the back of the chair and taking a piece of chord, she attached his hands to one of the slats. She then walked eagerly to her husband to embrace him.   They kissed long and hard.   Amanda was already highly aroused from punishing Richard and she wanted her husband badly.   She quickly undid his belt and while Peter stepped out of his shoes, she helped his trousers fall to the ground.  As she eased his underpants down, his huge erect penis shot out looking ready for use.   While they continued to kiss, she took his dick in a smooth leather gloved hand and started to masturbate him.   He responded ever more passionately, holding her with one arm, while his free hand wondered over her magnificent breasts, playing with them as she loved.   She went down on her knees and hungrily guided his throbbing dick with her leather-clad hands into her eager mouth.   She pushed him up against one of the work counters and while one hand played with his balls, the other aggressively pinched his nipples.   She was an expert and Peter was writhing with pleasure.   But she needed to be satisfied and with Peter on the edge she released his dick from her mouth and stood up.

Putting her hands on a work surface, she leant over waiting for her husband’s eager cock.   Within seconds, Peter was deep within her pumping his hips backwards and forwards within her moist opening.   Both his hands were fully employed with her tits and Amanda moaned with pleasure.   Peter was a beautiful lover making sure that his partner reached a sensational climax before his own release.   He took his time ensuring multiple waves of pleasure in his partner.   Eventually with a massive surge of energy, Amanda felt her partner’s massive cock spurt its load deep within her.   She shuddered with pleasure as one more climatic wave surged through her.

Richard had watched the scene with a mixture of lust and horror.  He so wanted to be the one making love to Amanda and yet it was such a turn on to see such two fine human specimens making passionate love.   All the while his penis strained to become erect causing considerable pain as those dreaded studs bit into his sensitive skin.

As they recovered from their passionate encounter, Peter and Amanda dressed and then looked at Richard with equal amounts of disdain.

“Has he been punished enough darling” Peter said in a dangerous sounding voice.

“I think you could punish him continuously and it wouldn’t be enough” purred Amanda.   “But lets get rid of him as I’m ready for dinner.   Where shall we go tonight”.

“Alright, I’ll lock him up while you think about what you want to eat”.   With that Peter strode over to Richard and released his arms from the back of the chair.   To Richard’s amazement, he lent down and very easily picked Richard up by the legs, throwing his body over his right shoulder.   With that he sauntered out of the kitchen to the stairs that led to the dungeon.   Once inside, Richard was none to gently dropped on the ground by the cage and Peter casually selected the restraining harness that he and Amanda had used that morning.   Richard’s arms were untied, before Peter tightly re-secured them with the leather restraining device.   Peter with great delight then removed the duct tape from Richard’s mouth in one quick movement and pulled out Amanda’s knickers.

“Now crawl into your cage slave”.   Richard did the best he could slithering along the floor like a worm and after much effort made his way into the cage.   The door slammed behind him and he heard the padlock snap shut.

“Good night slave.  Pleasant dreams”.   Richard heard Peter walk over to the door and then the door shut with a clang.   And then the lights went out and Richard was left in complete darkness.

To be continued...................