Two weeks had passed since that dreadful, wonderful, night at the pub, Melody's bottom was back to it's original smooth creamy complexion.

"They won't call me" Melody tried to convince herself as she sat with Steve watching the T.V.. She'd seen Sue in the supermarket and there had been no mention of the happenings in the pub, "No they had taught her a lesson and were content" somehow her thoughts rang hollow.

The phone rang.."I'll get it" said Melody rushing out to the hall. Her heart came into her mouth as she recognised Meg's voice. "Hello darling, you hadn't thought we'd forgotten about you - had you?"

"Oh no, you can't be serious, I'll get you money, anything" Melody whispered in to the receiver.

"Steve's there then" said Meg realising that Melody was keeping her voice down "Sally and I will be expecting you at my house at 4.30 on Friday, that gives you three days to get ready"

"But, but I can't just go out for the evening. Steve will want to know where I've gone" exclaimed Melody, still in hushed tones.

"An evening! You've forgotten our little pact. We said for the whole weekend. Don't worry about Steve, tell him you're going round to Sue's. Bob is away. Tell him you've got to give her a hand with some dress making. If Steve phones her she'll cover."

"But I can't" hissed a very nervous Melody "Please let me off"

"Let you off, let you off. Not on your bike" laughed Meg "Sally and I have been looking forward to having our own personal slave for the weekend. Now tell me how you are looking forward to another spanking and letting us play with your fanny"

"No, I won't" Melody firmly replied

"Ok then I'll get Sue to send a copy of the video to your employers, I'm sure they'll enjoy it"

Melody's heart was beating like a drum, she was trapped again, there was nothing she could do but comply....."Yes I do want to be spanked and show you my body. There I've said it. I'll see you Friday" and with that she put the phone down.

It was no trouble convincing Steve of her reason for being away for the weekend, he'd got things to do round the house and was happy that she was going out to have some fun..... If only he'd known.

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Melody was early and it was only four fifteen as she mounted the steps of the large Victorian house where Meg lived. Before she could ring the bell it was opened by Sally "My you are eager, you had better come on in." Noticing the bag Melody was carrying she commented "You didn't have to bring anything, we have all you will need"

She led her through the house and upstairs to one of the large bedrooms. "You'll find some clothes in the wardrobe, change into them. You can put your own things in that rubbish bag on the floor, you won't need them for a while. When you've done come down to the lounge"

Hesitantly Melody took her clothes off and placed them in the bag as instructed. Opening the wardrobe she expected to see clothes she would recognise, she was disappointed. Hanging over two coat hangers were a pair of stockings, a suspender belt, corset and a bra..... all made of shiny black latex rubber. Standing on the floor beneath them were a pair of black shoes....with three inch heels.

As she finished putting the clothes on she stood back to look in the mirror and could hardly believe her eyes. She looked like one of the women in the magazines Steve had in the bottom of the wardrobe. The rubber clung to her and the corset pushed her tits up so far that the bra was full to bursting. As she moved she swayed on the heels and it took a few minutes of practice before she was confident to attempt the stairs.

"What have they got in mind for me dressed up like this" she wondered.

The two women were sitting facing the door as Melody entered. "Very nice" said Meg "that will do nicely"

They stood up and circled the rubber clad girl, running their hands over her body and squeezing her flesh where it was not covered in the black sheathing.

Running the palm of her hand over Melody's lower stomach Meg said "Your hair is growing back on your pussy my little play thing, we'll have to remedy that later. I like my fanny to be smooth and accessible"

When they had finished their examination they took her into the kitchen.......there were piles of dirty crockery everywhere.

"You can get that lot cleared away and then you can cook us some dinner. Pasta and chilli, and it had better be on the table by 5.30 or you'll be for it" and with that the two women returned to the lounge.

Looking at the clock she realised that there was no time to be wasted and immediately set to clearing up. As she finished the first bowl of dishes she realised that she hadn't said anything since arriving, not a word to try and get out of the weekend!

Despite all her efforts, dinner was served at ten to six. As she laid the dishes in front of the girls Meg got up and took her by the ear "Ouch, that hurts" cried Melody as she was propelled across the room to an armchair and pushed over the arm. Before she could rise Meg's strong arm pushed her down into the giving fabric. "I'll teach you to be disobedient young lady" she snapped and landed a firm slap across Melody's up turned bottom.

Melody struggled, but to avail, Meg was too strong, and experienced, to let her wriggle free. As the blows rained down on her unprotected arse she realised why there had been no pants with the costume.

By the time twenty spanks had been landed Melody was sobbing in to the cushions, not so much as a result of the pain that was flooding through her lower body, but more because of the humiliation of the situation.

Releasing her Meg pulled her up and stood her in a corner so that they could feast their eyes on her red bottom as they ate their meal.

As she stood there she was horrified to feel that her fanny was wet, not damp, WET! She'd actually got exited being spanked by another woman. She hoped they wouldn't notice, she didn't want them to think she was a dyke like them........

Finishing their meal the two women led Melody back to the kitchen and seating themselves at the table instructed her to clean up the mess she had made. As she stood at the sink scrubbing the pots and dishes she could feel their eyes on her back.

She jumped as something stroked over her bottom and legs and turning she saw a riding crop with an ivory horse head handle in Meg's hand. "Sorry did I make you jump my lovely" smiled Meg "now get back to your work, if you don't want to feel my whip around your bottom" and saying that she landed a light whack with the crop across Melody's upper leg.

The pain this 'gentle' stroke caused was enough to convince her to redouble her efforts , despite the fact that the crop was again being used to trace patterns over her bottom and legs, Meg occasionally flicked the leather loop at the end to remind her of it's other uses.

As the washing up was finished Sally picked up the dishes and scrutinised them closely, "this one's still got muck on it, and this doesn't look as though it has even been touched. I'll have to teach you how to clean dishes properly I can see. Step back from the sink, lean forward and grab the taps" she barked.

As she complied Melody realised that her bottom was now pushed out roundly, clearly Sally wasn't going to teach her by example. Her legs were slightly apart and Meg continued to trace the leather tip of the crop over her bottom and was now able to push it hard against her quim.

"I'm sorry I'll do them again" pleaded Melody

Suddenly she felt her vagina being penetrated, Meg had turned he crop round and has using the horse's head to work on Melody's love trigger. She was an expert and Melody felt herself pushing her body away from the edge of the sink and parting her legs wider so that Meg could reach her easier.

"You like that do you?" Enquired Meg easing the head further up the girls fanny. Withdrawing it, covered in creamy juices, she added. "Tell me how much you like it"

Despite herself Melody found herself complying "Yes I do like it, please push it up harder, please make me come. I'll do anything, just make me come. Ooh I love it....."

"Have you been a bad girl Melody?" Sally asked, in her best school teacher manner.

"Yes I have" gasped Melody as Meg eased the crop over the sensitive lips of her quim.

"What do you deserve then"

"I should be smacked" cooed Melody, and she meant it. Meg's touch was re-awakening memories of the spanking she'd been given by the girls in the pub.

"Yes I think half a dozen with the crop should remind you to be more careful with the dishes in future" responded Meg "You'd better hold on to her hands Sally, we don't want her jumping all over the place"

Swiftly Melody's hands were clamped on to the taps by Sally, who suddenly reached forward and kissed her full on the mouth.

She recoiled, shocked and surprised, but before she could say anything Sally moved closer and kissed her again, this time more firmly. Melody felt the other girls tongue forcing its way between her teeth and exploring her mouth. Releasing her grip, Sally's hand reached Melody's rubber clad tits and squeezed them hard feeling for the nipples. In turn Melody felt her own tongue toying with Sally's and moved her hands to Sally's neck, waves of confused pleasure washing over her. As quickly as she had started, Sally stopped and taking the girls hand placed them back on the cold steel of the hot and cold taps. "She won't move, will you my baby" said Sally, satisfied by Melody's acknowledging shake of the head.

The first sting of pain was like nothing she had ever felt, even the cane in the pub had not hurt as much. It was all she could do not to let go of the taps, but some strange compulsion made her retain her grip.

After three agonising applications Meg passed the crop to Sally and moved close to Melody's face so that she could watch the girls reaction to the crop landing on her arse.

Any hope that Melody held that Sally would use less force was quickly removed and she felt her feet leave the floor and dance around as the first of Sally's blows fell on her bottom. Sally waited until she was still again before the second blow fell, a process repeated again prior to the sixth stripe being added to her tortured arse.

With tears of pain running down her face Melody followed, as commanded, the girls back into the lounge where they bent her over the back of a settee and rubbed lotion into her stinging bottom. They left her in this position for several minutes and she could hear one of them putting something on the stove and lighting the gas, after which they both went upstairs.

When they at last returned and told her to stand up they had removed their outer clothes and both stood regarding her in only stockings and panties. They made her move to the centre of the room and lie down on her back with her lags open wide. Sally then tied her feet to each end of a long pole, spreading her legs so that her hips ached before placing each end of the pole, complete with feet, on two low stools.

Meanwhile Meg returned carrying a pot of steaming water and placed it by her side.

"What, what are you going to do to me" shrieked Melody....

"Just remove the down from between your legs, it won't hurt....much"

Before she could complain Melody found herself looking straight up the crutch of Sally who was standing with one foot on each side of her head. Transfixed Melody watched as Sally's knickers and broad bottom approached her face. As it got to within six inches she could smell the strong musky scent of the other girls fanny. Now on her knees Sally looked back at Melody's face from between her legs "now you're going to serve me!" With that she lowered her cunt onto Melody's face and started to gyrate it gently over her nose and mouth.

At first Melody thought she'd suffocate as the cotton pants sank onto her face, but she found that she could gasp for breath as Sally moved her bottom around. After a few moments Sally got up and removed her pants before resuming her position. Now Melody found her nose and then her mouth embedded in Sally's soft sticky flesh.

At that moment Meg pulled back Melody's fanny flaps and slowly placed a long bony finger into her. Melody gasped and opened her mouth, just what Sally had been waiting for. Able to breath only through her nose, Melody had most of her mouth full of Sally's pussy.

Removing her fingers Meg reached over to the pan and took out a foil package using a set of tongs, then with a pair of scissors she cut the foil open and removed a strip of waxed fabric which she swiftly applied to Melody's fanny.

The heat, although only momentary, made Melody jump, much to Sally's enjoyment. Quickly Meg applied further strips, each one patted down and moved around in little circles so that the wax got hold of every hair, until Melody's whole fanny area was covered

The fanny of the tethered girl now effectively out of action, Meg turned her attention to Melody's tits and unclipping the bra eased each one in turn from it's safe hiding place.

As Meg sucked the first of her nipples into her mouth Melody started to lick at the soft flesh in her mouth. She could feel the skin of her pussy beginning to grow tight but she was not sure what they had done to her, nor what was to come. At that moment in time she didn't much care either - as the clever Meg was causing such sensations of passion by the use of her tongue on her rosebud nipple.

Meg moved back to look at the hard nipple she had just raised to a state of throbbing excitement, before moving on to the other of Melody's tits.

With a cry of delight Sally came and pushed herself off Melody's face before turning back to kiss her again firmly on the lips "Thank you my darling, you really are quite good at that, but you'll be even better by the end of this weekend"

"What have you done to my pussy" Melody asked, reaching down to feel between her legs. Strong hands stopped her reaching herself.

"I said we wanted you nice and smooth, so we are waxing you" replied Meg

"But that will hurt so......."

"Well that is part of the reason for doing it isn't it now" smiled Meg "hold onto her hands Sally"

Sally pulled Melody's wrists together and hauled her arms up over her head, kneeling on them before pushing a cushion under her head so that Melody was forced to look at her own fanny down the length of her body.

"Scream all you want my dear" smiled Meg and took the corner of the first wax strip and slowly peeled it off. The pain was intense, as each hair was pulled out by it's roots as the fabric was forced way from the skin, Melody clamped her teeth together rather than give them the satisfaction she knew they wanted.

Seeing this Meg took the second strip and ripped it off in one swift action. There was no way that the girl could avoid letting out a long high pitched wail, surely the skin must have been removed as well.

By the time the last waxed cloth had been removed Melody was a limp rag and lay there when Sally released her grip to join Meg to look at, and feel how smooth Melody's fanny was.

"Lovely and smooth isn't it Sally," Meg said as they both rubbed baby lotion into the folds of Melody's fanny causing her to jump at the coldness of the liquid "it will be even more fun to play with now, won't it" "I think she's a bit tired now, shouldn't we get her ready for bed?" Asked Sally with an evil look in her eyes.

Helping Melody up stairs they ran a bath for her and stripped her of her rubber finery before placing her in it, each taking it in turn to lather her body and slip their fingers up her fanny and bottom.

Now that the pain of the waxing had passed Melody was a willing participant in these bath time frolics and reached out to soap the other girls tits as they came within reach.

"Oh no you don't" cried Meg "not tonight it's way past your bed time. Little girls should have been tucked up ages ago"

Still dripping Melody was led into what was clearly Meg's

bedroom, the centre piece of which was an old fashioned high off the ground brass bed.

Draping a plastic sheet with 'Super Ted' emblazoned upon, it over the bed they made lie face down on it........

She heard Meg leave and then return.

"Before naughty little girls are put to bed we must make sure that they're nice and clean, inside....... and out!" Melody heard Meg tell Sally, before feeling the girls hands pulling the cheeks of her bottom apart and inserting something cold and slippery into her anus.

"What are you doing" she cried turning to see what had been pushed inside her. To her horror Meg was holding a long length of hose with a funnel on one end and a pump ball in the middle. She recognised it straight away.

"Enema" she shrieked and tried to rise, only to be pushed back down again.

Strong cords were used to tie her to the corners of the bed and a bolster pillow was pushed under the plastic sheet raising her bottom up in to the air.

"Why couldn't I have pushed the nozzle into her bottom" whined Sally.

"Oh go on then do it again" sighed Meg

Sally gratefully pulled the nozzle out with a sharp tug and examined it, "Isn't it clever how it is thin in the middle so that she won't be able to push it out" she said as she again worked the plastic into Melody's anus. Melody could hear the sound of soapy water being poured into the funnel but it was only when Meg began to squeeze the pump ball that the liquid began to flow in to her back passage.

"Please stop, don't put any more inside me, I'll never hold it in. Please thrash me again, do anything, just stop pumping....I beg you." Melody pleaded

On and on Meg pumped until Melody really did think she would burst. "Get the stopper ready" Meg called and quickly removed the nozzle pushing a larger blank stopper back in its place, just as water began to trickle out of Melody's bottom.

"Oh it hurts so much" cried Melody "Please let me release it, please let me go to the toilet"

They left her to plead and squirm for five minutes before untying her and helping her to hobble to the toilet.

Reaching between Melody's legs Meg pulled the stopper out and immediately soapy water gushed into the pan at such a rate that some of it spilled out onto the floor.

Leading her back into the main room Melody was laid on her back while the others applied lotion to her fanny and bottom before dusting her down with baby powder. "There we don't want diaper rash, do we"

To her horror Melody was then wrapped in a large towelling diaper which was fastened with a pin.

"Why are you doing this to me. I'll let you spank me, I'll do anything but why are you doing this." She implored

"You have been a very naughty girl and until you can act your age you'll be treated like the baby you are" said Meg "now take your medicine and be quiet" with that Sally pushed a table spoon of caster oil in to her mouth, quickly followed by another and another.

"That's horrid" gagged Melody and willingly took the large glass of water Sally offered, drinking it down in one long gulp.

"Right - time for bed" said Sally placing a ball of silk in Melody's mouth and securing it with wide adhesive tape. "Under the bed with you"

The poor girl soon found herself spread eagled on her back beneath Meg's bed with her wrists and ankles tied to each corner. "Don't worry we'll be back later" said Sally as she turned the light off and shut the door. It must have been a few hours later, and Melody had fallen asleep, when she was awoken by the light being turned on and the sound of Meg and Sally in the bed above her. They were clearly making love and Melody could hear the muffled sound of the vibrator Meg was using on Sally, they seemed to go on for hours until finally Meg let out a cry and the springs above Melody's head gave a final creek.

Melody thought that they had forgotten she was there until Meg's now flushed face came in to view as she lent over the side of the bed.

"Hey she's awake" she called to Sally whose head and shoulders soon appeared over the other side of the large bed.

"Couldn't you sleep pet....did mummy wake you with her groaning?" Cooed Meg, reaching out and fondling Melody's nearest nipple.

The rough handling of her flesh soon had Melody in a state of pleasurable confusion, which increased as Sally started to do the same to her other breast. The two of them mauled and tweaked the ripe flesh for several minutes until the tips of Melody's nipples were as hard as rock.

She implored them with her eyes to release her legs so that she could pull her thighs together and give herself some much needed relief, but to no avail. The two women were not intent on bringing her pleasure. Pain was their intention just at the moment.

"Look how hard I've made this nipple, I bet yours isn't this hard" Sally challenged holding the breast towards Meg to compare.

"No but this one will still be like this in the morning" laughed Meg and pulling the end of Melody's nipple straight up, causing the girl to squirm with the sudden pain, placed a clothes peg over it.

The pain was excruciating and Melody looked down to see her precious nipple trapped and twisted inside the jaws of the strong wooden peg. Meg flicked her finger over the top of the throbbing beacon just where it peeped out between the jaws. Melody groaned and twisted trying to escape the sharpness of the sensation.

"Hey...that's not fair" wailed Sally "let me have one" and as Melody's head snapped over to look at her, Sally clipped another peg on to her other breast.

"There that's better, you get some sleep now" Sally laughed as the two girls lay down properly in bed and the light was turned off.

Melody hunched her shoulders and wriggled as best she could to try and dislodge the implements of her torture, but they were too well applied and she finally had to admit defeat and lay back to try and get some sleep. After a while her breasts became used to the pain as the blood to her nipples was restricted and a point came when she could hardly feel them at all.

She sighed relaxing her muscles against the ropes that secured her and in so doing realised that she needed a pee, not just wanted but really needed one.

"Of course the caster oil, and the water so kindly offered" she thought to herself.

An hour past and with it the pain increased in her bladder. She tensed the muscles of her stomach, trying to control the natural call of nature but the....the dam burst and she felt the warm sensation as her urine flooded into the towelling diaper. On and on it came until she was lying in a soaking rag rather than the dry diaper she'd so hated earlier.

She couldn't hold back a sob of humiliation as she slipped into sleep....and she thought she could hear a soft laugh of triumph from the bed above.

"What else can they possibly do to me tomorrow" she thought as the waves of sleep took her to temporary safety.........