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    STORY # 26                           THE MASTER CHRIS COLLECTION
    SUBMITTIN IN THE WILD WEST
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         Although you were skeptical at first, now that we are on the
    plane, heading to Colorado, the idea of a dude ranch seems kind
    of attractive.  I have spent the last few weeks showing you
    brochures and talking you into the idea of spending a week in the
    Wild West riding horses and breathing the clean mountain air.
    The pressures of work have been unbearable and the thought of
    spending time back with nature is too good to pass up.  The plane
    ride is a couple of hours long and we have two seats next to each
    other on the half empty plane.  You immediately snuggle up next
    to me and I put my arm around you.  Once we have taken off and
    are cruising on our way, I reach around you to fondle a breast.
    "Mmmm", you murmur.  We haven't had time to think about sex for
    awhile and the caressing is appealing.  With my other hand I
    reach out and undo the top button of your blouse.  Then the
    second.  At the third button, you start to get nervous and as I
    reach for the fourth button you instinctively reach up to hold
    your blouse closed.  I take your hands and gently hold them
    behind your back as I loosen the fourth button.  I reach in and
    gently pull at both of your nipples.  As I do so, your breasts
    are exposed to the air.  "Arch your back.", I whisper.  Despite
    yourself, you arch your back to more fully offer your breasts to
    me.  I reach down and bite each nipple hard and then I release
    you.  You reach around and draw your blouse closer together then
    you go to do up the buttons.  "No", I say softly, "Don't do up
    the buttons, leave them open.  You are nervous but you do as I
    ask.  Your breasts are covered but the cleavage you now present
    goes all the way to your navel.  In a way it is more exposing
    than being naked.  Every once in a while I reach over to caress
    you again.  I play with your full breasts or I slide a hand up
    under your skirt to discover your ever increasing wetness or I
    simply reach over to stroke your hair or your neck.  The constant
    stimulation continues to turn you on until you are literally
    sitting in a puddle of excitement.  By the time the plane lands
    you are ready to make love right in the airport but instead, we
    pick up our bags and get on the ranch bus.  I have allowed you to
    do only the bottom two buttons of your blouse and you blush red
    as men stare openly at the expanse of flesh is exposed.  The bus
    ride is not long.  There are 2 other couples with you and you
    notice that they are young and attractive, not at all the old
    retired types you expected.  The ranch itself is also a pleasant
    surprise.  The decor is modern and comfortable and your room
    contains a huge bed as well as a well equipped bathroom complete
    with hot-tub.  'This is going to be better than I imagined.', you
    think to yourself as you unpack.  I arrive in the room a moment
    later and you immediately slide your horny body up against mine.
    You have been turned on all day and you beg for me to allow you
    some release.  I smile at you as I stand you up.  "Not yet.", I
    say in a mischievous voice, "Don't you want to do some horseback
    riding?"  "Uh uh.", you say, "I want a different kind of ride."
    I'm still smiling as I pull you out of the room and towards the
    stables.  You follow reluctantly.  You are still wearing your
    light blue skirt and your blouse is still revealingly opened to
    show more than you are comfortable with.  The stables are well
    appointed and you admire the various horses as we look around.
    One of the stable hands introduces himself as Jim.  "Are you
    ready to go sir?", he asks me.  You look at me questioningly.
    Evidently, something has been planned here in your absence.
    "Sure.", I say.  Four horses are led out and I refuse to answer
    any of your questions.  "But I'm not even dressed to go riding.",
    you protest.  "Shhhh", I reply.  The horses are saddled up and
    Jim and what must be his girlfriend mount up.  I help you onto a
    pretty mare and instruct you to sit, not sidesaddle as you would
    have liked but astride the horse thus placing your naked pussy
    directly on the leather of the saddle.  The warm leather
    immediately gets slippery with the juices of your overexcited
    pussy.  We start out across the empty plain towards the nearby
    hills.  The feeling of the pommel of the saddle rubbing against
    your hard clit is driving you to distraction and you have
    difficulty concentrating on Jim's steady patter describing the
    wilderness around you.  After about an hour, you come to the
    hills and shortly after that Jim and his friend Peggy come to a
    stop beside a little stream in a clearing.  The scenery is
    beautiful.  You are truly away from everything here.  You get off
    your saddle, careful not to let anyone see that you are wearing
    no underpanties and you sit down on the grass to relax.  Your
    mind is really on one thing and one thing only; Sex.  You see Jim
    removing the saddles and letting the horses relax also and a few
    minutes later, you are all sitting in a circle on your saddles
    passing the canteen around for a drink.  "So,", says Jim, "this
    is your submissive lady."  You choke on your drink.  Peggy is
    looking right at you and smiling.  "Tell me.", she asks, "What
    have you made her do?"  "Well,", I say, "First of all, she is not
    permitted to wear underclothes of any kind.  Secondly, I have had
    her submit to strange men and have exhibited her in public.  She
    has had her pussy shaved, her nipples clipped, her bottom spanked
    and has been a slave to both men and women."  "Mmmmm.", says
    Peggy.  She stands up and looks down at you.  She is wearing a
    chamois shirt and jeans and has leather riding boots on her feet.
    In her right hand is her riding crop.  You feel your heart skip a
    beat.  She is petite but she looks severe and her presence scares
    you.  You know that you will have little choice but to obey
    everything she asks of you.  Your hot pussy is very present and
    you hope that she won't discover it.  "Roll over on your belly.",
    she says.  You roll over on your saddle so you are face down.
    Your feet and hands are touching the grass but your bottom is
    raised and presented to your audience.  You feel a tremor run
    through your body as you realize that you are helpless before
    her.  You feel the leather of her crop slide up along your naked
    calf and catch the hem of your skirt.  Very, very slowly, she
    raises the crop and pulls your skirt higher and higher until it
    has uncovered your long tanned thighs.  The skirt continues to
    rise, now revealing your white tan line and the curve of your
    buttocks and then finally comes to rest in a puddle around your
    waist.  The crop now strokes your long legs carressingly.
    "Spread them.", she commands and you hesitantly let your legs
    fall open.  She encourages them further and further apart until
    you are completely exposed.  The tip of the riding crop explores
    the hot wet slit of your pussy and then stops.  You hear Peggy
    sit down and you wait, passively, lying across the warm leather
    of your saddle with your bottom upraised and completely exposed.
    The three of us continue to talk about you as I describe some of
    the situations you have been put in.  Your face blushes red as I
    describe what parts of your body are most sensitive and what
    particular variations you enjoy.  Peggy is very interested to
    hear that you have long nipples that love nipple clips and that
    you enjoy being spanked hard.  "Stand up.", you hear Peggy say.
    You stand up before her thankfully allowing your skirt to fall
    and cover you again.  Your respite is to be short-lived, however.
    "Off with those clothes.", she says.  Your fingers are trembling
    as you remove your blouse and skirt and stand with your head
    bowed awaiting your next instruction.  Peggy leads you over to a
    nearby tree and attaches your hands together in front of you.
    The end of the rope is thrown over a convenient branch and you
    feel yourself being stretched upwards.  She takes the opportunity
    of your helplessness to pinch your sensitive nipples with her
    gloved fingers.  Your ankles are tied next so that you are spread
    eagled in front of us.  Peggy stands behind you and begins
    running her hands across your body.  She reaches around to
    squeeze your breasts.  You moan out loud at the sensation.  One
    of her leather gloved hands runs down your belly to stroke your
    pussy.  The feeling of the cool leather rubbing across your clit
    has your whole body twitch and she does it again and again until
    you are about to come.  She walks around to in front of you now
    and you look down to see that she has a branch of nettles in one
    hand.  You close your eyes, hoping that the nettles aren't for
    you.  Of course they are.  You feel the prickly frond rubbing
    gently across your left nipple.  It is already hard but the
    irritating nettles cause it to get so tight that it aches.  The
    right nipple undergoes the same treatment and although the
    rubbing of the nettles stops, their stimulation continues.
    Immediately you feel an itch in your nipples that you are begging
    to scratch.  Your body squirms in its bonds and your pussy begins
    to gush its juices.  You feel Peggy playing with your shaved slit
    and the tiny sting of the nettles touches your delicate pink
    pussy lips.  She pulls back the hood of your clitoris to make
    sure that it gets its fair share too.  The stimulation is too
    much for you.  You are now panting in short ragged breaths and
    your whole body is straining at the ropes which bind you.  You
    open your eyes to see Jim in front of you.  He is not wearing any
    clothes and his cock is large and thick.  You look up at him and
    say, "Please."  He smiles as he comes closer.  You feel the tip
    of his cock touch your wet pussy and he allows just the head to
    slide inside you.  You hold your breath waiting for him to thrust
    into you, to fill you up.  Peggy has moved behind you and all of
    a sudden a searing pain strikes your bottom.  You body is driven
    forward and impales itself deeply on Jim's cock.  The riding crop
    strikes again and the hot pain thrusts you forward again onto the
    unyielding hardness of Jim.  The strokes set the rhythm as Peggy
    drives you forward again and again.  Your bottom is burning hot
    by the time she is done and you are crying out with every thrust
    of Jim's body into yours.  Jim holds himself deep in you without
    moving.  You feel him reach around behind you and grasp one of
    your hot buttocks in each of his large rough hands.  He pulls
    them apart to reveal your hidden hole and the next sensation you
    feel is Peggy's cool finger as she lubricates your bottom.  Her
    finger slides in and out of you and again she sets the rhythm of
    you pushing yourself onto Jim's cock.  Her finger pulls out and
    you feel the head of my cock at your tiny entrance.  Very, very
    gently I slide into you until you feel my belly pressing up
    against the heat in your bottom.  You are more filled than you
    have ever been before in your life.  Your hypersensitive nipples
    are still stinging slightly from the nettles as they press into
    Jim's hairy chest.  Your soaking pussy is stretched to the limit
    by Jim's thick organ and your hot bottom is penetrated by my
    cock.  You feel the two organs pushing and pulling in alternate
    strokes.  As I push in, Jim pulls out and as I pull out, Jim
    pushes in.  Your body takes up a steady rhythm between us as your
    hips push harder and harder forwards and backwards trying to get
    more of us into you.  You turn your head to the side to see Peggy
    with a camera taking pictures but by this time you don't care.
    Your orgasm starts from the tips of your toes and the depths of
    your belly.  You start to scream out loud at the feeling, letting
    yourself be consumed by it, letting it use you and your body as
    you reach a peak and collapse into our arms.

    STORY # 27                           THE MASTER CHRIS COLLECTION
    SPECIAL REFORM SCHOOL FOR GIRLS # 1
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         It was 3 o'clock in the afternoon when Lori arrive at the
    "Special Reform School for Girls".  She was understandably
    nervous.  The excitement and fear of coming to this place had
    been building for weeks.  It had been almost a month ago when
    Lori's parents had sat her down for an important talk.  Lori
    remembered it like it was yesterday.  She and her sister Roxanne
    had just received her weekly "punishment" from mom and dad.  Her
    bottom was stinging hot and her 16 year old pussy was hotter
    especially after the "pussy spanking" from Mom.
         "Lori", her father said, "You're 16 years old now and your
    mother and I would like to discuss something with you.  We think
    it is time in your development where you should be disciplined by
    someone from outside of your own family.  You know that we
    believe that someone with the proper upbringing can go far in
    this world and therefore, we have enrolled you into the "Special
    Reform School for Girls" for 3 weeks of study.  As you can
    imagine from the name, they specialize in discipline."  Lori's
    heart was pounding as her mind began to conjure up images of
    punishments to be received.  'What would it be like?', she
    wondered, 'to be spanked by a stranger!  "You will be going there
    on the 15th of next month", her father said, "and you're younger
    sister will follow you the week after for 2 weeks of study."
    Lori started to tremble at the thought of what would happen to
    her while she was there.  The next three weeks were a jumble as
    Lori tried not to think about her upcoming trip.  On the last
    night the family had its usual "punishment" session and Lori's
    was particularly long and exciting.  Her mom and dad told her
    that they would be driving her to the special school tomorrow and
    that tonight she and her mom would be packing her things.  "You
    won't need much.", said her dad, "They'll be providing
    everything."  His face held the hint of a smile but she wasn't
    sure why.  When her mom packed Lori's case, Lori was surprised
    that it contained so few clothes.  "You won't need too much
    dear.", she was told.  Her clothes for the next day had been all
    laid out.  She was to wear a light cotton sundress that was
    backless.  She was to wear shoes and panties but no bra was
    allowed.  It was almost a sleepless night for Lori.  She couldn't
    get the strange and exciting thoughts out of her head.  Being
    punished was not unknown to her.  Her parents had been spanking
    her for years but she had never been punished by a stranger or in
    front of a stranger and the thought of that happening was at once
    embarrassing and exciting.    The car pulled past the gate and
    into the courtyard.  It would hold perhaps 30 students when full.
    The building was old and slightly forbidding.  Lori shivered
    slightly as her mom and dad pulled up to the door.  The three of
    them went inside and were quickly ushered into the office of the
    principal.  Mr. Walson's office was very large.  It had two
    leather chairs in front of his desk and Lori's parents sat down
    in them leaving her to stand submissively between them.  They
    were not to wait long.  Mr. Walson entered a couple of minutes
    later.  "Good Afternoon.", he said, "I won't keep you waiting
    long.  Simply sign these release forms turning Lori over to our
    care for three weeks and allowing us to discipline her as we see
    fit.  Lori's felt her heart racing.  Her palms were moist and she
    was sure that everyone could see her trembling.  A few short
    minutes later it was done.  Lori was now officially in the care
    of this strange institution.  "We'll see you in three weeks,
    Honey", said her mom.  Lori quickly kissed her mom and dad good-
    bye .  "Wait here Lori while I see your parents out.", said Mr.
    Walson.  When he returned he accompanied by an older woman.  She
    was a matronly type with dark hair streaked with grey.  She had a
    no-nonsense look about her and her piercing gaze made Lori
    immediately bow her head to look at the floor.  "This is Miss
    Paltir.", said the principal, "You will be in her charge while
    you are here."  "Follow me Lori.", said the woman and Lori
    dutifully followed her upstairs into a large tiled bathroom.  The
    room was overlarge and more than a little foreboding.  Lori took
    a moment to look around.  There was a counter and sink off to the
    left and some cabinets on the far side.  Commanding the center of
    the room was an old fashioned bathtub.  Off to the right was a
    doctor's examining table.  The sight of the metal stirrups made
    Lori shiver again.  Miss Paltir now turned around and Lori looked
    up to see that what she had been doing was setting up a video
    camera!  Lori's eyes widened as Miss Paltir approached her.
    "Your entire stay here will be recorded.", she said, "Now, I am
    going to prepare you.  come over here."  Lori moved over beside
    her and, as instructed, stood up on a small platform about one
    foot high beside the bathtub.  "Remove your shoes.", said Miss
    Paltir.  Lori did so now feeling the cool feel of the platform
    against her bare feet.  "Now the dress.", said the stern woman.
    Lori pulled the cotton sundress off over her head leaving her in
    only her white cotton panties.  Her hands went naturally to cover
    her breasts but Miss Paltir wouldn't permit it.  "No, keep those
    hands down.", she said.  A deep blush hit Lori's face as she
    lowered her hands.  Her pert teenage breasts were now on display
    for this strange woman.  Despite herself she could feel her long
    brown nipples getting hard.  Miss Paltir staring right at them
    and Lori could see her smile slightly as she watched them
    stiffen.  "Place your hands behind your head young lady.", she
    said and reluctantly Lori did so.  The older woman now reached
    over to grasp the waistband of the young girl's panties.  Very
    slowly, she pulled on them removing her last defense.  Lori's
    smooth white bottom and tan line were revealed and then her
    triangle of brown hair was uncovered.  A moment later, Lori was
    naked.  Lori was mortified as the video camera continued to
    impassionately record her ordeal.  "Turn around Lori.", said Miss
    Paltir.  Lori obediently turned full circle allowing Miss Paltir
    to further examine her now naked body.  When her bottom came into
    view, Miss Paltir instructed her to pause for a moment.  Lori
    felt the cool hands of the older woman stroking her buttocks.
    "Mmmm perfect for a spanking.", she murmured to herself.  Then,
    to Lori's horror, her buttocks were spread wide apart by the
    woman thus exposing her most intimate opening.  A moment later,
    Lori was instructed to continue to turn around until she was
    facing Miss Paltir again.  Lori's hands were still behind her
    head, submissively offering herself to the woman.  Leaving Lori
    in this position, Miss Paltir now drew a hot bath and filled the
    tub with bubbles.  When the tub was full, Lori was told to get in
    it.  She was not to be permitted to touch herself, she was told.
    Miss Paltir began to wash her, paying particular attention to her
    sensitive 34B breasts and between her legs.  Lori couldn't stifle
    a moan as Miss Paltir's soaping hands lingered over her pussy.
    When she was finished and had been dried in a huge bath towel,
    she was led over to the doctor's examining table.  Her heart
    began to race faster as they approached.  "Up on the table
    Lori.", she was told. Slowly, she got up on the table and lay on
    her back feeling the paper crinkle under her.  Her feet were put
    into the cold stirrups and fastened there with cloth straps.
    Then the stirrups were adjusted far apart to completely expose
    her.  Straps were attached to her wrists and these were pulled
    above her head and clipped to the top of the table.  Lori was
    left like this, completely helpless and totally exposed.  She
    started to tremble with the anticipation of what might happen
    next.  She was getting more and more turned on and she knew that
    her pussy was soaking wet by now.  As though reading her mind,
    Miss Paltir looked down and said, "You're going to get an enema
    young lady.  Have you ever had one before?"  "Yes Miss.", said
    Lori in a meek little girl voice.  Miss Paltir moved down now
    between Lori's outstretched legs.  Lori felt her long cool
    fingers touching her there.  Her sensitive inner lips were pulled
    apart to show the hot, wet interior.  Then they were pulled back
    to expose her hard little clit.  When Miss Paltir touched it,
    Lori's hips jumped and she moaned softly.  Again Miss Paltir
    smiled.  Lori now watched as she took a tube of lubricant and
    applied a liberal amount of it to her finger.  She shuddered
    thinking about what was about to happen to her.  As Miss Paltir
    approached her again, Lori turned her head aside, not daring to
    look.  The cool touch of the lubricated finger on her anus caused
    her to clench her pale buttocks but the stirrups kept her open
    and vulnerable to the ministrations of her mistress.  The long
    slender finger slid slowly but firmly into Lori's hot bottom.
    Lori let out a moan as the finger buried itself to the hilt in
    her sensitive ass.  Nor was Miss Paltir content to let her finger
    lie idle.  It started moving in and out, slowly building a steady
    rhythm as Lori's hips started moving up and down of their own
    accord.  The finger slowly withdrew leaving Lori now breathing
    heavily.  The next sensation was the feel of the enema nozzle as
    it slid slowly, but deeply into her.  The warm rush of water
    followed immediately after.  It seemed to continue for a long,
    long time.  Lori felt her stomach getting tighter and tighter as
    the water filled her.  It was soon complete.  As the enema nozzle
    was removed, Miss Paltir quickly replaced it with a butt plug.
    "Mmmppff", said Lori.  She had never had such a device in her
    before.  It was about 4 inches long and thinner in the middle
    than at the end.  When it was inserted into her, it took her
    breath away as her anus was stretched over the unyielding
    plastic. Then her ass clenched over the thinner part of it and it
    was in.  Miss Paltir looked up at her.  Lori's face was flushed
    and she was breathing in short ragged breaths.  "I'll be back in
    a few minutes.", she said, "You need time to leave the water in."
    She left the room quickly leaving Lori still attached to the
    table.  Lori was helpless and particularly vulnerable.  She felt
    a dire need to go to the bathroom but the butt plug prevented it.
    The butt plug itself was holding her ass open but tight.  It was
    the most unique feeling she had ever encountered and she moaned
    out loud as she pulled at her bonds.  Every second seemed like an
    eternity as she waited for Miss Paltir to return.  In reality it
    was only 5 minutes or so but it seemed to Lori to have lasted
    forever.  When she returned Lori had expected that she would be
    immediately released but it was not to be so.  Miss Paltir again
    positioned herself between Lori's outstretched legs.  Lori looked
    down to see her begin to remove Lori's brown patch of pussy hair
    with a razor.  "Oh no... Please don't.", she whimpered, pleading.
    Her cries fell on deaf ears as Miss Paltir quickly and expertly
    removed all of her pubic hair thus leaving her more exposed than
    ever.  The constant touching of Lori's pussy kept her on the
    verge of orgasm but the experienced woman would not allow it.
    Soon it was done.  Miss Paltir loosened her bonds and led her
    over to the toilet and had her sit down before reaching between
    her legs to pull out the butt plug.  Lori was embarrassed but
    relieved as it was removed.  She was not left by herself however.
    Miss Paltir stayed there, watching everything as did the ever
    present video camera.  Lori had never been so humiliated.  She
    was soon cleaned up and Miss Paltir finally decided that she was
    "ready".  Lori wasn't sure for what.  Leather cuffs were attached
    to her wrists and ankles and another thinner one around her neck
    as a collar.  She was told that they would remain on for her
    entire stay to remind her of her status.  She was given a thin
    cotton robe to wear.  It was not much more substantial than a
    hospital gown.  It came down to just below her buttocks and as
    she looked down she could see that her brown nipples were clearly
    visible through the thin fabric.  She was not permitted any
    underwear or even shoes.  Her hands were fastened behind her back
    and she was then led out of the bathroom and back downstairs to
    the study.  The study or library was an interesting room.  It was
    filled with leather chairs and opulent surroundings.  In the
    center of the room was what looked like a vaulting horse from
    school.  Lori suspected that's its use here was probably very
    different.  Over to one side was the ever present video camera.
    As she was led into the room, she saw Mr. Walson again.  He was
    sitting in a comfortable leather chair as she approached.  He
    looked her up and down carefully.  Lori's face was stilled
    flushed from the constant stimulation she had had over the last
    hour.  Her pussy was, she knew still moist and hot.  She was
    embarrassed to be on display like this in front of a stranger and
    she found herself unable to look Mr. Walson in the eye.  "Remove
    the gown.", he said suddenly in a deep and stern voice.  Lori
    felt a stab of fear strike her stomach.  Miss Paltir reached over
    and undid her wrists and then in one quick motion pulled the robe
    over her head leaving her again completely naked.  Her hands were
    once again fastened behind her leaving her now naked and exposed
    in front of Mr. Walson.  Her shaved pussy was now being seen for
    the first time and her hot pussy juices were clearly visible on
    the protruding lips.  "Have her over the bench, if you please
    Miss Paltir", said the principal.  Lori felt herself being pulled
    over the leather vault.  Her bare belly and breasts pressed down
    hard on the cool leather.  Her wrists and ankles were stretched
    out taught and attached to convenient clips in the legs of the
    vault.  Her ankles were pulled apart and once again she blushed
    as she was exposed to Mr. Walson and the camera.  She felt the
    rough fingers of Mr. Walson at her rear and a moment later one
    was sliding into her bottom, covered in lubricant.  Lori's toes
    curled as the finger worked its way into her.  It was soon
    removed and replaced by a larger plastic intruder.  It felt just
    like the butt plug that had recently filled her behind.  This one
    was, however, different.  Mr. Walson reached down and turned it
    on.  The rectal plug began to vibrate, sending incredible
    sensations up into Lori's already oversensitive body.  Lori cried
    out at the feeling.  She looked behind her and saw that Mr.
    Walson was holding a leather crop.  Lori closed her eyes at the
    sight.  The sound of the crop whistling through the air came just
    before the searing pain of it on her behind.  The strokes were
    quick and hard and it only took a couple before tears were
    streaming down Lori's face.  She opened her eyes and saw Miss
    Paltir right beside her stroking her face.  Behind her Mr. Walson
    was stroking her bottom.  The sensations were overwhelming.  The
    vibrating plug in her anus, the hot stinging sensation in her
    buttocks and Miss Paltir who now reached over to begin tugging at
    Lori's long, aching nipples.  Behind her Mr. Walson inserted two
    fingers deep into her pussy as he began toying with the anal
    vibrator.  It was too much.  Lori's whole body tightened and she
    cried out loud as her orgasm started from the tips of her toes
    and raced through her.  Her pussy was on fire and she could feel
    herself bucking against the bonds as she came.  Her ass clenched
    on the vibrator and her pussy tightened on the penetrating
    fingers as she came again and then again in the most intense
    sensation she had ever encountered in her sixteen years.  As she
    calmed down, she began wondering if it would be like this for the
    entire three weeks!