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LADIES IN LEATHER GLOVES |
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The Stepmother
Part Five As the weeks went by, Jennifer’s treatment of Richard started to have an effect. He was certainly becoming a lot less arrogant and was almost at times servile in his attitude. He was starting to do some work and even made appearances at the gym. Nevertheless, the punishments continued and although Jennifer felt guilty, she was becoming ever more addicted. If anything the punishments were becoming more frequent. Richard always knew when he was in trouble from the way Jennifer dressed. Elegant boots or leather attire always meant punishment lay in store after breakfast. And then much to Richard’s amazement, he started to relish the prospect of seeing Jennifer in one of her punishment outfits. He was disappointed when Jennifer would be dressed in one of her should we say more normal outfits. However, the fantasy was one thing, the reality something else. Once the first blow from the hairbrush struck, Richard wanted to be somewhere else. But by then it was too late. He lay expertly secured over Jennifer’s lap hardly able to move a muscle and with the new addition of the gag, not able to complain much. Jennifer had found what she was looking for on the Internet. She didn’t know such a thing existed. Soon Richard had a ball gag tied in place that effectively cut off all sound. Jennifer was also good to her word to Rachel. One morning, Richard arrived for breakfast and was surprised to find both Jennifer and Rachel dressed for punishment. They were both wearing beautifully tailored black leather trousers, classic heeled pumps and three quarter length sleeve sweaters. Clearly, Jennifer had helped Rachel with her attire. Rachel looked very happy this morning and was gently humming to herself. Sure enough as breakfast concluded, Richard was ordered to go and wait in the library. By now, it was accepted that Richard would immediately undress and then go to a corner and stand with his nose up against the wall. Richard heard Jennifer and Rachel arrive and walk into the room. Calmly, Jennifer ordered Richard to prepare himself for punishment. He noticed that Rachel was holding the pair of leather gloves that Jennifer had given her. “On the floor Richard” Jennifer commanded. She quickly tied him up as normal and checked her work. She gagged him and then added “I’ll start off Rachel so you can get the feel for what is needed and then I’ll hand over to you dear”. Richard soon found himself in the dreaded position with his head down near the floor staring at the heels of Jennifer’s pumps. Richard listened to Jennifer as she educated Rachel: “Use your left arm to hold him in place. He maybe tied up, but once the hairbrush starts to do its work he’ll start to try and escape.” With that, Jennifer’s leather clad right hand picked up the hairbrush and started its work. Jennifer must have been trying to impress, because Richard could never remember so much pain so early. After a couple of dozen cracks, Jennifer stopped and announced that it was Rachel’s turn and that she should take a seat. “Kneel in front of Rachel”. Richard did so even though the humiliation was very great. He watched Rachel as she started to slowly pull on her black leather gloves smiling ever so sweetly. She was an attractive blond who had been dreaming of this moment for the last few days. Eventually the leather gloves were in place to her satisfaction and with a suggestive tap to her leather trousers, indicated to Richard what she wanted. “Come on now Richard don’t make me more angry than I already am” purred Rachel. Slowly Richard manoeuvred himself to Rachel’s side and with a little help found himself staring at her pumps. “Now get your own back for the way he’s treated you” said Jennifer handing Rachel the hairbrush. And then with no further encouragement, Rachel secured Richard with her left arm and then proceeded to beat the hell out of his bottom. Perhaps with not quite the expertise that Jennifer applied, but then it was her first spanking. Jennifer watched on admiringly and with some excitement as Rachel took her revenge. If Jennifer had not been present, who knows how long the punishment would have lasted. After she had beaten Richard with over a hundred cracks of the hairbrush, Jennifer announced that Richard had had enough. If Richard could have said anything, he would have announced this ages ago. The most he could do was moan into his gag. Rachel roughly pushed Richard off her lap and he landed on his back staring up at Rachel. She was almost dreamily stroking the back of the hairbrush across the palm of a leather clad hand. Jennifer then as usual loosened Richard’s bonds and then retied him by attaching his arms to his legs. They then both left him to his misery. Some weeks into the course of his treatment, Jennifer decided that Richard had made such an improvement in his behaviour that she would ask him if we would like to come to a charity dinner she had been invited to. Richard informed Jennifer that he would be honoured to accompany her. The evening arrived and Richard poured himself a scotch while he waited for Jennifer in the lounge. She strode into the lounge looking absolutely magnificent in a superb black evening gown clutching a pair of black kid leather opera gloves. “Put the drink down Richard. I warn you now, please do not drink too much this evening. You know how you get when you are drunk and I don’t want you regressing back to your bad old ways after all we have been through. So show some sense or you know the consequences.” Richard did as he was told and then watched transfixed as Jennifer proceeded to put on her magnificent gloves. Finally, happy with the fit, she fastened the buttons at the wrists and was ready to leave. Richard helped Jennifer into her coat before they got into the back of their car. Richard felt very proud as he and Jennifer entered the hotel where the dinner was taking place. Jennifer would turn heads dressed in a black bin liner. In her outfit, virtually every man took a second if not third glance at the beautiful lady. At first the dinner progressed very smoothly, but as Richard started to relax after a few drinks the red wine started to flow a little too easily. Jennifer was being constantly asked to dance and she failed to notice just how much Richard was drinking otherwise she would have warned him. But still being a rather weak little man, Richard was soon drunk and quickly assumed the boorish, know it all attitude that was going to get him into real trouble. Soon he was offending some of Jennifer’s fellow guests and with an apology she ushered Richard to the exit. They got their coats and found where their car had been waiting for them. They were driven home without a word exchanged between them. However, before Jennifer stormed off to her rooms, she glared at Richard and said: “I will see you for breakfast. Do not be late”.
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