DIY Was Never Like This!

Two sets of hands helped me lie down flat on the floor. A cushion was placed under my head for a little comfort (or so I thought) and the hands went away. I could hear slight movements, clothing rustling and I felt someone approach. I heard rather than felt them stand above me and suddenly I felt the smooth nylon of stocking tops again, but this time on my cheeks as whoever it was knelt down. A skirt was lifted over my head, the light, silky material resting on my forehead as the two thighs settled either side of my head. I could smell the arousal of a wet pussy getting closer before it was rested onto my face. My lips were pressed against two engorged, dripping lips as whoever it was rubbed them across my face.

The taste was extraordinary, juices running freely as they used my face for pleasure. I stuck out my tongue and slid it into the folds of flesh, tasting again the honey that was running free. I had no thoughts as to who this was, I didn't care! I could feel my cock straining even more at the thought of this astonishing situation - blindfolded and lying flat on my back with a gorgeous woman on top using my face for fun and having no control over what was happening. I tried to use my tongue to arouse her even more, perhaps to get some indication of who it was from a noise. The pubis was slid over my mouth, hairless and smooth - and then it was taken away and whoever it was stood up. It had to be Fen, she wouldn't let Lucy enjoy a sensation like that?

"Well, we are waiting, and you really wouldn't like to keep me waiting long!"

I licked the remaining juices slowly from my lips and said, "Fen," and was rewarded with a squeal from Lucy.

"Indeed correct, you were getting into it, as was I. We might return to that position later but in the meantime Lucy, read out the next punishment."

"Lucy - you will wear nipple rings, linked by string with a weight suspended from the middle. You will be taken .. ah.. from behind in whatever position Fen chooses but with nothing worn above the waist." As she read this out Lucy's voice trembled at the thought of it, though I couldn't work out whether this was in anticipation or dread. I was trying to picture the scene when Fen reminded me there was one more to go.