The story so far ……

Margie is obediently cleaning up Tazeline after the doorman had cum inside her – leaving his spend trickling down her legs.

She is so busy using her tongue – starting at the inside of Tazzy’s knee and moving upwards towards her friend’s gaping pussy, she didn’t notice what the doorman was up to until ……

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She felt something warm and wet trickling over her sore and burning bottom – as it meandered down over her hips – the fire in her blazing nates was extinguished.

Looking back over her shoulder, she saw him tucking his flaccid cock back into his trousers.

‘Carry on with what you were doing Fraulein,’ he ordered her. ‘Is your friend enjoying what you are doing to her?’

Margie didn’t answer, but carried on cleaning up her friend.

A sharp stinging slap to her left cheek, quickly followed by a spank to her right cheek made her gasp and wriggle her bottom.

‘Do you know why I did that Fraulein?’

‘Because you’re a pervert,’ and she gyrated her bottom provocatively at him.

‘Do that again Fraulein and ………..’

So, she cheekily gyrated her bottom again – then paused – waiting to see what would happen next.

Then he was down on his hands and knees behind her. ‘Your friend needs cleaning up still,’ he said gruffly. ‘So carry on.’

Margie went back to licking the inside of her friend’s thighs; she was now approaching her hot moist pussy. Her pointed tongue would gently probe the twitching slit – causing Tazeline to gasp and moan, before letting her tongue wander downwards again.

‘You’re doing well Fraulein, your friend seems to be enjoying what you’re doing to her.’

Then Margie was moaning softly, gasping and wriggling her own bottom from side to side as the doorman was mirroring whatever she did to Tazeline. His tongue moved up her legs, reaching her pulsating pussy – then teasingly withdrawing it and starting its journey downwards again.

She gasped again, only this time in disappointment. However, he cleverly played her, letting his hands wander hither and thither over her bottom, then allowing his forefinger to trace a path down the crack between her cheeks. Pulling her cheeks apart, he replaced his forefinger with his tongue – which he used to lick all around her anus. She was wriggling about so much, he had to hold onto her hips to keep her in place.

Tazeline was moaning, Margie was moaning, while the doorman was doing some heavy breathing.

A knocking on the door made the three of them jump.

Who could it be?

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The story so far ……

The doorman has just come inside Tazeline and his cum is running down her legs.

He has ordered Margie to come and help her friend. But what kind of help does Tazeline need?

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‘You’re definitely learning obedience Fraulein,’ he said to Margie. ‘Now don’t go letting me down.’

Margie is standing in front of him, waiting nervously for him to tell her what he wants her to do.

‘Your friend needs cleaning up,’ he tells her.

Margie moves away from him.

‘Fraulein, where do you think you’re going?’

‘I –I’m going to the bathroom to get some tissues.’

‘Oh no Fraulein, that’s not what I meant.’

‘Sorry,’ she mumbles, looking puzzled.

‘I want you to clean her up with your tongue.’

‘No, I-I-I,’

‘Are you arguing with me Fraulein?’

She remains silent.

He gives an exaggerated sigh. ‘Seems to me you haven’t learned obedience after all, have you?’

‘B-but,’
‘How dare you stand there like that, brazenly arguing with me.’ Taking a firm grip of her left arm, he leads her across the room. Sitting down on the couch, he puts her over his knee. ‘Let’s see if another sore bottom changes your attitude.’

The sound of a hand making contact with a bare bottom echoes round the room. Intermingling with the sound of the spanking is the squeals of pain from Margie.

‘I would have thought that you had learned your lesson by now Fraulein.’ He carries on spanking her.

‘Stoppit, please stoppit,’ she pleads with him.

‘I will stop – the minute you tell me you’re ready to obey me in future without question.’

‘Okay, okay, I will do as you want.’

‘That’s a good girl, I’m glad you’re seeing sense at last.’ With a final slap on her bottom, he helps her to her feet.

Slowly, very slowly, she approaches the table where poor Tazeline is blindfolded and still in position.

‘Move it Fraulein – or …’ and he moves towards her.

The implied threat galvanises her into action and within seconds, she is stood behind Tazeline.

‘Right Fraulein clean her up, inside and out, using your tongue only.’

Margie drops to her knees and starts licking the inside of Tazeline’s thighs – starting at the inside of her knees. She concentrates on one leg at a time.

Her tongue moves slowly upwards towards Tazeline’s pussy. She is so engrossed in what she’s doing – that she freezes when …

What is the doorman doing now?

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The story so far ……

He’d whispered something in her ear – now Margie was about to carry out his command on her best friend Tazeline.

What was she going to have to do?

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As Tazeline was still blindfolded and due to the thick carpet muffling the sound of Margie approaching her, poor Tazeline was shocked by her friend’s actions.

She suddenly sensed that Margie was behind her. Then her especially redesigned panties were being pulled down, down, down her long slim legs – until they were round her ankles.

Instinctively she took her hands down from her head and attempted to stop her knickers being pulled down.

‘Fraulein put your hands back on your head this minute and keep them there, do you understand?’

‘Sorry,’ she said, putting her hands back on her head.

Margie now stood there – not sure what to do next.

‘Come on Fraulein, quickly, help your friend to get her knickers off.’

Crouching down, she urged Tazeline to lift one foot at a time, so her panties could be removed completely.

‘Good Fraulein, now bring them to me.’

Putting the scrap of red nylon into his pocket, he said,
‘Go back to your friend she’s missing you,’

Margie hesitated.

‘Well don’t stand there gawping Fraulein, you know what to do.’
Tazeline felt her friend’s trembling fingers fumbling at the buttons on her blouse. When all five of them were undone, she sharply told Tazeline to bring one hand at a time down from her head in order to slip the blouse off her shoulders.

When Tazeline protested and put up some resistance, Margie gave her a sharp slap on her bare bottom.

‘Keep still you wicked girl,’ she said. ‘Or I will have to give you a proper spanking.’

‘Well done Fraulein, well done,’ the doorman actually smiled at her. ‘See, being my assistant is easy isn’t it?

Not knowing what to say, she said nothing.

‘Let’s not go through that again Fraulein, I expect an answer every time I speak to you.’ He frowned at her. ‘So I repeat – isn’t being my assistant easy?’

‘Yes, yes,’ she answered.

‘Good girl,’ she felt herself beaming at his praise. ‘Now carry on, remember what I told you to do.’

Tazeline felt her skirt being pulled down to her ankles and that too was removed completely.

Now, all Tazeline had on now was her red wonder bra. However, Margie had put her arms around her and unhooked it, so that she found herself braless.

‘Go on Fraulein, you know what to do next.’ His usual commanding voice was now cracked and gasping.

She also gasped, when she saw what he was doing.’

What is he doing?

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He’d ruined her favorite pair of knickers.

The doorman at the Excelsior Hotel in Berlin was disappointed because Tazeline didn’t like his handiwork. He told her that he did it to help her – in future, she’d be able to put her knickers on blindfolded.

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‘Right Fraulein, now let’s get in some practice.’ He pushed her off his knee, so that she landed on her hands and knees on the soft carpet. ‘Stand up,’ he ordered her.

Hurriedly she scrambled to her feet.

‘Before I blindfold you again,’ he handed her what was left of her knickers. ‘Go on, take a good look at them – memorize them.’

She looked at them in horror. As she had mistakenly put them on back to front, he had completely cut out the back of her knickers. All that was left of them was the elastic waistband, the whole of the front and the crutch was still intact.

‘Don’t you think I’ve done a good job Fraulein?’

She didn’t answer.

‘Come now Fraulein, you’re not sulking are you?’

Still she didn’t answer.

‘You’re trying my patience Fraulein – I expect an answer when I speak to you.’

She mumbled something.

‘You come here,’ he beckoned to Margie who was sitting cowering on the red velvet chair.

‘Tell me Fraulein, did you understand what your friend just said?’
Margie didn’t know what to answer, so she too mumbled something.

‘Have I been wasting my time with you two? He shook his head in disbelief. ‘I thought you had both been learning to be obedient.’

Neither girl spoke.

‘Frauleins, I will not tolerate dumb insolence.’ Turning to Tazeline, he put the blindfold back on her. ‘Now put your redesigned panties back on and take them off three times, while I count to ten.’

Tazeline felt for the gaping hole that was the back of her knickers. She almost lost her balance, because she put her leg in the wrong hole.

‘Take them off and put them on again,’ he gave a big sigh.

Fortunately, she got it right the next three times.

‘Good,’ he said. ‘Now I need some help Fraulein.’ Margie jumped when he spoke to her. ‘I’m going to make you my assistant. Come closer, I’m going to whisper in your ear.’

She edged towards him.

‘Hurry up Fraulein, come closer, closer.’

Again, she hesitated, unsure of herself. Then without warning, he caught hold of her wrist and pulled her over his knee. Her bottom was still bare, from her previous spanking.

‘I expect obedience. I expect immediate obedience,’ with each syllable his hand made contact with her quivering bottom.

By the time he stopped spanking her, she was bawling her head off again.

He put his mouth close to her ear and whispered something. ‘Right, do it now,’ he pushed her off his knee.

Unsteadily she stood up and moved towards her friend, who was still standing there blindfolded.

What had he told her to do?

To be continued ……