A second serving of the 'wench' Vanessa
My birthday gift at the club from Trudy was such a hit, we decided to re-visit it and enjoy another night in control of our serving wench, Vanessa. Trudy had bought me the present some weeks ago and had enjoyed having an opportunity to have someone serving her too. She had enjoyed it so much, she was involved again even though we were not actually partners. After some planning we decided to take along a couple of extras that we knew the club allowed and which would enhance our, and our wench's, experience.
We had asked for Vanessa in advance, as she "served" us well last time and we booked her out for the evening. She came over as we sat down, and her evening attire was slightly different from last time. Although she had a low cut blouse on of the same shiny blue material and with buttons down the front, this time it was paired with a lustrous, black leather skirt, black net patterned nylons and the heeled, strappy sandals. We would discover very shortly what was underneath! She took our drinks orders, but I spoke before she went to collect them.
"Good evening, Vanessa, nice to know you will be pleasing us again this evening. Now, open your blouse, we want to see your breasts out of your bra please."
Vanessa smiled her glorious smile, and undid the top three buttons revealing her magnificent pale orbas spilling out of her half cup, lacy, black bra. She played briefly with her nipples through the fabric before easing the cup down and exposing, one by one, her large pinky brown nipples. They were soft nubs of flesh at the moment, but I knew this would not last long. Trudy reached forward and tugged on both of the wench's points of flesh, and they grew hard at her touch. Once aroused, we sent her packing to get our drinks and relaxed back to watch her cross the club, nipples and fantastic breasts on show. Her speedy return meant we could move on a little, and after a quick sip I ordered her to approach me. Lifting the soft leather skirt I checked to see if they were tights and as last time, they were. I looked her in the eye, and said, "I am disappointed, as you know we don't approve of tights. Take them off and then bend over and lift your skirt as Trudy is going to punish you."
Vanessa did as she was told, and as on the first occasion we had her services, she took off her tights. Sliding them down modestly from under her skirt, she replaced her heeled shoes and handed Trudy the tights as ordered. She turned around and bent over, lifting her fine leather skirt to display to us a large, firm pair of ass cheeks and the tight white fabric of the thong disappearing between them. I reached out and yanked them down, leaving them halfway down her firm thighs and revealing a hint of a pair of wet pussy lips between them. Trudy stood to one side and spanked hard onto these cheeks, twelve times swiping her hand down as Vanessa took each one silently. When Trudy had finished I spoke again.
"Stay there, you will receive a small present that you will keep in place until I allow it to be replaced with something else."
I reached into my pocket and took out the anal beads we had brought along for our wench's "pleasure". The string of 9 beads were around 10 inches in length. I slicked them in the free flowing juices coming from her parted cunt lips and then fed the first small ones into her tight, rear hole. Vanessa gasped as each one sank in, but quickly settled with a swipe of my hand to an already punished cheek. One by one I pushed the balls in, each one slightly larger than the last, filling more and more and more of her rear passage with these invaders. The wench's breathing was getting faster as I pushed the last, four centimetre diameter bead, into place and asked her to stand up. She did so, somewhat unsteadily at first as she got used to the intrusion in her ass.