Sex Practice (30 page)

Struggle and
squirm, Melinda was powerless to halt the mammary caning as Lily
repeatedly brought the cane down, leaving thin weals fanning out
across the girl's ballooning flesh. Striking her areolae, her erect
nipples, Lily lost herself in her revenge, thrashing the swollen
tits with a vengeance.

Here eyes
almost popping out of her head as her naked body jolted with every
strike of the thin bamboo, Melinda grimaced as Larry forced a huge
candle between her vaginal lips and drove the wax phallus deep into
her convulsing cunt. Carried away in his debauchery, he didn't stop
to think of the consequences, of the inevitable reprisals. All that
mattered was the moment, the breasts thrashing, the vaginal abuse -
his craving to commit depraved sexual acts upon his victim.

Gazing at the
girl's face as the cane struck her crimson breasts again, he
frowned. She appeared to be enjoying the punishment, he observed,
her closed eyes displaying a faint smile. Perhaps Lily's breasts
could do with a good thrashing, he mused, thrusting the candle in
and out of Melinda's drenched cunt sheath. Monica's tits were
certainly in line for a thrashing should she be released by the
police and return to the bondage room!

The rubber
ball slipping out of Melinda's mouth, she gasped, begging Lily to
tighten the clamps. Discarding the cane, Lily obliged, tightening
the screws and forcing the girl's scarlet tits to swell painfully.
Grabbing the cane, she continued with the thrashing to the
accompaniment of her prisoner's gasps of sexual fulfilment.

"Do it harder!
Cane my tits harder!" Melinda cried as Larry took another candle
from the shelf and parted her taut buttocks. Complying as Larry
forced the candle deep into the girl's tight bottom sheath, Lily
sensed her own clitoris swell and throb, her vaginal juices
trickling from her hot cunt. Her fear of breasts rapidly fading,
she discarded the cane and leaned over Melinda's quivering body,
sucking the girl's inflamed nipple into her wet mouth.

Running her
hand over Melinda's smooth stomach, Lily located her erect clitoris
and massaged the small sex nodule as Larry thrust the candles in
and out of her lust holes. Trembling, gasping as her climax
approached, Melinda tossed her head from side to side, her long
black hair masking her sex-flushed face, her stomach rising and
falling.

"Coming!" she
sang as her climax erupted, her clitoris pulsating in orgasm
beneath Lily's caressing fingertips. "Oh, God, I'm coming!" Leaving
the candles imbedded in the wailing girl's love holes, Larry moved
behind Lily and lifted her skirt up over her back. Tugging her red
knickers down, exposing her rounded bottom cheeks as she fervently
mouthed and sucked on Melinda's nipples, he slipped his erect penis
out of his trousers.

"Do you want
this?" he asked the girl, pressing his bulbous knob between her
taut buttocks. "Do you want this up your bum?"

"Yes, yes!"
Lily replied, moving down to Melinda's inflamed pussy lips and
standing with her feet wide apart. Lapping at the girl's inner
folds, sweeping her tongue over throbbing clitoris, Lily gasped as
Larry's knob pressed against her brown ring, desperate to gain
entry to her hot bowels. "Do it!" she cried. "Push it right up my
bum and fuck me!"

His solid
shaft slowly entering her hot anal duct as Melinda's multiple
orgasm peaked again, Larry grabbed Lily's hips and drove his knob
further into the dank heat of her rectal sheath. Inch by inch of
his fleshpole gliding into her tight hole, his drove his knob fully
home, completely impaling her on his rigid member, his heavy balls
resting against her swollen cunt lips.

"God, that's
heaven!" Lily breathed, her face wet with Melinda's sex juices.
"Fuck me, really give it to me!"

"Christ, your
arse is tight!" Larry gasped, sliding half his length out of her
bottom-hole and thrusting his knob deep into her bowels again.

"Oh, oh, I'm
going to split open! Ah, you're so big!"

"Christ, how I
love girls' arse holes!" Larry cried in his crudity.

Her fear of
the penis declining, Lily gyrated her hips, delighting in the lewd
anal sensations. Reaching between her parted thighs and massaging
her solid clitoris as Larry fucked her tight arse hole, she
continued to suck on Melinda's pulsating sex button, taking the
quivering girl closer to her enforced climax.

"This is
somewhat unorthodox, isn't it?" Melinda breathed, her naked body
rocking with the sensations of sex as Lily thrust the candle in and
out of her drenched cunt.

"It's a tried
and tested method of enlarging the breasts," Larry replied,
thrusting his cock deep into Lily's spasming bum-hole.

"I don't
understand. How will you doing that to your trainee sex therapist
enlarge my breasts?"

"Lily is
acting as a catalyst, my sperming into her bowels as she sucks your
clitoris will precipitate changes in your breasts. It's known as
anal catalytic breast enlargement."

Ignoring the
tethered girl's questions, Larry increasing his rhythm, driving his
swollen knob into Lily's velveteen rectal tube, his heavy balls
slapping her dripping vaginal lips as his climax approached. His
foreskin gliding back and forth over his throbbing knob as he
withdrew his penis and thrust into her tight bottom-hole again,
Larry's sperm finally jetted from his slit, filling the quivering
girl's bowels as her own climax erupted beneath her massaging
clitoris within her pulsating clitoris. Melinda reaching another
mind-blowing climax, all three shuddered and gasped in their
coming, their cries of sexual gratification resounding throughout
the building.

"We must do
this again, Lily!" Larry grinned as the last of his spunk gushed
deep into her hot anal cavern. "God, I'll fuck your arse again and
again!"

"I've never
known anything like it!" she whimpered, massaging her throbbing
clitoris as she swept her tongue over Melinda's pulsating sex
nodule. "God, it's heavenly!"

Gently
slipping his flaccid penis out of Lily's anal canal, Larry zipped
his trousers, wondering how Monica was faring in police custody.
"I'll leave you to enjoy yourselves," he smiled, gazing at the
obvious pleasure depicted by Melinda's expression as Lilly sucked
the girl's clitoris into her hot mouth. "Yes, well, as I said,
enjoy yourselves."

Returning to
his consulting room, he grabbed the phone and rang the local police
station, asking to speak to DI Clarke. "Ah, Doctor Lickman," the
detective replied. "What can I do for you?"

"I was
wondering how Monica Moodie was getting on, has she been
charged?"

"Yes, she's
been charged and released on police bail."

"Oh, I
see."

"In view of
what she said during her interview, I might have cause to return to
your practice and discuss certain matters with you, Doctor."

"Certain
matters?"

"Yes, there's
the matter of pornographic photographs, allegedly taken by
you."

"Pornographic
photographs? I really don't think..."

"As yet, I
don't have the photographs in my possession, but Mrs Moodie has
assured me that they'll be delivered to my office later today."

"Who by?"

"I'm not at
liberty to say, I'm afraid."

"Right, well,
keep me posted, Inspector."

"Oh, I will,
Doctor Lickman - I will! Good day to you."

Replacing the
receiver, Larry frowned. Gina or Christine would be delivering the
photographs, he mused, wondering how to ambush them. "Brigit!" he
called, leaving the room and walking to reception. "Ah, Brigit, I
want you to hang around outside the police station."

"Whatever
for?" she asked in surprise.

"Gina or
Christine will be taking some incriminating photographs of me to
the police station later today, I want you to ambush..."

"I can't do
that! I can't start a fight in the street!"

"Of course you
can. It's imperative that you grab the pictures, Brigit, my very
life depends on it!"

"OK, but I
really don't think..."

"Don't fail me
Brigit! Disguise yourself, wear a balaclava, jeans and a jacket so
you appear to be a young man. Hide across the road from the police
station and leap out of the bushes when you see Gina or Christine
and snatch their handbag, OK? Monica might even deliver them, so
look out for her, too."

"OK. I'll go
now, shall I?"

"Yes, and do a
good job. I'll see you later."

Watching the
girl leave the building, Larry turned his thoughts to Mother
Barren-Womb, wondering how to deal with the old bat once and for
all. "Lily!" he bellowed down the hall.

"What is it?"
the cunny-wet faced girl asked, peering round the bondage room
door.

"I'm going to
the bloody damned convent to see Mother Broad-Loom, hold the fort
until I get back."

"Can't
Brigit..."

"She's out on
an errand of great importance, so you're in charge. I'll try not to
be too long."

Arriving at
the convent, Larry parked his car at the foot of the steps to the
huge Victorian building and pulled a small plastic bag out of the
glove compartment. He could almost smell the sweet scent of
cunt-stained knickers! He grinned inwardly as he climbed the steps
and entered the building through a huge oak door, wondering where
the laundry room was.

"May I help
you?" a nun asked as she drifted towards Larry, her pale face
smiling sweetly.

"Yes, I've
come to see Mother Barren-Womb - my name's Doctor Lickman," he
replied, stuffing the plastic bag into his pocket.

"Come with me,
I'll show you to her study," the Sister said, turning and walking
down the dimly-lit corridor. "She'll be pleased to see you, she's
been wanting to speak with you for some time."

"Really?"
Larry smiled as the nun knocked on a large oak door.

"Yes, she's
been in a very bad mood since..."

"Come!" the
Reverend Mother boomed.

"Good luck,
Doctor," the nun said softly, lifting her habit and scurrying down
the corridor like a frightened rabbit.

"Ah, Doctor
Lickman!" Mother Barren-Womb greeted him from behind her desk as he
entered her study.

"Mother
Barren-Womb," he smiled. "I thought I'd better come and see you
because..."

"Sit down,
Doctor - we have some serious business to discuss."

"Oh, do we?"
he asked, sitting opposite the grumpy woman.

"Yes, we do!
Firstly, Sister Mary visited your establishment, alone and without
my permission."

"Yes,
she..."

"Did you
examine her?"

"Well, yes, I
suppose so."

"You suppose
so? Do you suffer from short-term memory loss, Doctor?"

"No, only when
convenient."

"Well, did you
or did you not examine the girl?"

"Yes, I did
have reason to examine her."

"Did you
remove her habit?"

"No."

"You're lying!
I have it from a reliable source that you did remove the girl's
habit."

"No, I'm not
lying! I didn't remove her habit - she removed it."

"It amounts to
the same thing."

"As a matter
of fact, it doesn't amount to the same thing at all."

"Be quiet! Can
you explain the presence of sperm on her habit?"

Yes, but I'm not going to
. "DI Clarke
informed me of the unmentionable stains, Mother Barren-Womb, but I
have no idea where..."

"Was it your
sperm?"

"Good grief,
no! I'm a highly qualified doctor, do you think that I'd..."

"You're not a
qualified doctor, I've checked."

Fuck!
"Er... checked
where?"

"With the British Medical Association. They've never heard of
you,
Doctor
Lickman."

"Oh, I see!"
Larry laughed, lolling about in the chair. "I'm not actually
registered with the BMA. I qualified in South Africa, so..."

"But the BMA
would have you listed as a..."

"No, no they
wouldn't. Their register only lists doctors who qualify in
Britain."

"I see. Well,
that appears to be that matter cleared up. Going back to this
dreadful business of the sperm-stained habit, I firmly believe that
it was your sperm."

"And what
makes you believe that?"

"Because of
the facts that have come to light. Sister Mary visited you and
removed her habit, you physically examined her, her naked body,
and..."

"What bearing
does all this have on...?"

"The evidence
might only be circumstantial, Doctor Lickman, but it's more than
enough for any court to come to the conclusion that the sperm came
from... that you deposited the sperm."

"I've had a
vasectomy, Mother Fallen-Doom."

"Barren-Womb!
Vasectomy or not, you'd still be capable of producing..."

"Apart from
the vasectomy where they cut the vas deferens, they also removed
the prostate gland, the Cowper's glands and the seminal
vesicles."

"Why?"

"It was as the
result of a deep-seated childhood experience I had with a
twelve-year-old girl at school."

"Really? But I
don't see..."

"I'm unable to
go into detail because of the illegality of the girl's wanton act,
but I am unable to produce semen, Mother Barren-Womb. I rest my
case."

"Oh, I see.
Well, please forgive me, Doctor, I've obviously made a terrible and
completely incorrect assumption."

"That's all
right, I quite understand. You weren't to know of my dreadful
urological condition. I'm sorry to have to mention the word in your
convent, but I don't possess a penis."

"Goodness me!
Oh, you poor man!"

"I've leaned
to live with it, or, should I say, without it."

"Oh, I'm so
sorry."

"Don't worry.
So, as to the stained habit, I'm afraid I can't help you,"