[This story includes bodily functions as well as significant discipline. If any of this offends you, please read no further. All characters are well over eighteen. My thanks to Leslie Jones for encouraging me to use some of her characters.]

It had been quite an exciting ride for Laura and Jack. After Laura had taken charge of Jack, and even allowed her niece Elaine and her roommate Cynthia, both juniors at the university, to dominate him in the most humiliating methods, she realized that this wasn’t want she wanted from her marriage. She apologized to Jack and the couple agreed that they would take turns being in charge of each other.

Laura had taken Jack to a nearby large drugstore to embarrass him by having him purchase tampons for him to wear when Laura had her period. The sales coordinator, an attractive and feisty young woman named Christine, not only helped her but took them to a staff bathroom when Jack pleaded that he was about to have an accident when attired in female clothing.

Once in a large handicapped stall, Laura supervised her husband’s use of the toilet and then began spanking him for requiring her to ask Christine if there was a bathroom they could use. Chris was delighted when Laura asked her if she would like to administer a caning to Jack, and she carried that out with alacrity.

When Chris returned to her own place, her dominant roommate Karen took her to task for allowing herself to fuck Jack even though his wife Laura said she could. After Karen disciplined Chris, she was pleased to agree to Chris’s inviting the couple to visit, with the clear intent that Karen would put them through their paces.

Now Laura and Jack were on their way to visit Chris and Karen. Laura did want to indicate to Karen and Chris that Jack remained under her control more than she submitted to him. She decided to make that clear by having Jack put on a pair of pink panties under his usual clothing. To emphasize her status, she also inserted a butt plug in his bottom just before they departed for the visit.

When they arrived, both Chris and Karen greeted them both warmly. While Karen was a total domme, both roommates were bi, as was Laura. Karen, in fact, enjoyed disciplining women and men, and also being made love to by both. Chris had prepared some nice hors d’oeuvres as well as putting a crisp Chablis in the fridge and a pitcher of Arnold Palmers.

It turned out that Karen, who was a few years older than Christine, had been at the university at the same time as Laura, although they hadn’t known each other then. But it turned out that they had studied with Professor Kathryn Thompson in her early years there as the chair of women’s studies, and had taken some of her courses.

Karen was fascinated to learn that Prof. Thompson had recently visited Laura, when she had caned Laura’s niece and her roommate for their excessive cruelty in dominating Jack.

“I think we all wished we could be involved intimately with Prof. Thompson,” Karen admitted.

“I felt that way, too,” Laura agreed, “and it turned out she enjoyed being invited to come over and discipline my niece and her roommate, and also me for having enabled them to behave the way they did. I should say that both Jack and I do both feel we need to be disciplined for our own benefit every so often, but I’ve learned from Kathryn Thompson that there is a right way to do that.

“I’m assuming that you both feel that you need to be forced to acknowledge your need for disciplining when you know you have been naughty,” Karen suggested. “And Christine here knows that when her behavior is not what it ought to be, because she has been naughty,” she went on, “my application of my cane to her bottom will be required.”

“I don’t mean to be impudent, Miss Karen,” Laura asked quietly, “but do you ever feel the need to be taken in hand for any misbehavior?”

“I’m eager to allow you to ask about that,” Karen said plainly, “but it does happen that when I do something, often without thinking, that merits my being disciplined, I’m eager to submit to Christine on those relatively infrequent occasions.”

This made Laura, and Jack as well, feel a bit more comfortable, although both realized that there was scant likelihood of their being able to spank the dominant Karen now or anytime soon.

After they all had enjoyed some of the comestibles and either wine or the iced tea-lemonade drink, Karen said rather unthreateningly that it was time for her to inspect Laura and Jack. This did increase the trepidation both felt at what would now happen.

Karen softly but firmly told Laura and Jack to stand up and for Laura to lift her skirt above her waist and for Jack to let his trousers down. They did what she in essence had ordered, and soon felt her fingers lowering Laura’s pretty beige hicut panties and Jack’s pink panties to their knees. They were ordered to make sure they remained at knee level.

Then Karen approached each of them from the front as they stood next to each other and peered down into the crotch of Laura’s undies and into Jack’s boxers. She immediately told them that their underpants were not clean. Laura was shown several pee and poo stains in her panty crotch and Jack had soiled his panties in the front with both urine and cum stains.

Laura’s and Jack’s faces both turned crimson. Karen did not stop with a panty inspection, however. The austere, tall, and quite attractive young woman asked them when they had last had sex. “I assume you had it with each other,” she said, “but I can not assume that, from what I have heard from Christine.”

Laura overcame her embarrassment and answered for them, saying that they had fucked the previous night and did make love quite frequently.

“This was after you realized that your husband truly loved you and you had been very naughty in asserting your dominance over him, especially when you had sex in front of him with other men,” Karen commented. “You do need to be disciplined for that as well as for inviting your young niece and her friend to torture your husband.”

Laura was about to cry after hearing Karen’s indictment of her conduct. She also feared how severe she expected Karen to be in imposing discipline for the offenses she had found Laura guilty of committing. Somehow, she managed to keep from crying and also from peeing in her panties out of fear of Karen’s retribution.

Karen then told Laura to sit on the couch, spread her legs, and hold herself open in front. She ordered Jack to sit next to her and keep his legs spread well apart as well. Then, as Laura shamefacedly held her labia open as widely as she could, disclosing the pink opening and entryway to her vagina as well as her hard clit, Karen peered into her pussy.

“It looks like there’s still some cum flowing from your pussy,” Karen observed. “Pull your legs up over your shoulders.”

Laura tried to comply and found herself in the well-known diaper position where Karen was staring at her open vulva and vagina as well as her small anal opening. Karen first took a small white cloth and pushed it into Laura’s vagina. It emerged with some cum stains. Then she turned the cloth over and pressed it as far into Laura’s anus as possible. It emerged with a few brown streaks.

“You’re not very clean back there,” she told a cringing Laura, ashamed that she had been found to have a dirty bottom-hole.

Then Karen examined Jack’s cock and balls. She pressed the glans of his now-erect penis and softly felt his scrotum. She told him to get into the same diaper position, which exposed the butt plug that Laura had inserted there. She carefully pulled out the plug, took a look at it, put it down, and then inserted another small white cloth into his anus. It emerged mostly clean with a few spots on it.

“Do you normally wear panties?” she asked him.

“Whenever Laura wants me to,” he answered. “I would say she tells me to put them on every few days.”

Karen then announced that Laura had failed the inspection. “You have not cleaned yourself after fucking last night,” she said, “and you also had fecal residue inside your anus.” She told Jack he had done better on the inspection but he was also to be disciplined “to make sure he wipes more thoroughly when he defecates and to encourage his wife to clean her dirty cunt and anus.”

She smiled and told them that they would be punished for their own good. “I never punish anyone without their earning the punishment awarded,” she added. “Do either of you need to urinate or defecate before being disciplined?’ she asked.

Laura said that she needed to go potty. Karen sharply told her to specify what she needed to do.

“I need to pee and make a doody,” Laura said unselfconsciously. She looked at Jack, who said he did not need to use the toilet.

“If you turn out to need to go once we start, your punishment will be increased,” she warned him.

Jack nodded to indicate he had heard her warning.

Karen brought out a bowl and let Laura sit up and then hold the bowl under her bottom. Laura’s face was reddening along with her bottom from both straining to shit and suffering from shame. Soon they all heard her pee stream hit the bottom of the bowl as it bubbled up. Before a minute had passed, they also heard some turds plop into the bowl with the pee.

By now, Laura’s pretty face was crimson. She had never even had to pee in front of a group before, but to make a doody in the bowl which everyone heard…yikes, this was so embarrassing for her.

When Laura managed to indicate that she was finished, Karen took the bowl, held it up in front of each of them for them to view Laura’s pee and poo, and handed Laura a roll of toilet paper. She watched as Laura shamefully pressed the paper sheets through her legs from her vulva and then pushed deeply into her anal opening. She put the soiled tissue in the bowl and held it in front of her, as if seeking Karen’s approval.

Karen gave the contents of the bowl a look. She told Laura that there was poo on the paper so she should wipe herself again. This further embarrassed Laura, as she was not used to her vulva and anus being so closely examined for residue. Karen had her run the paper through her legs and deposit it in the bowl. After another quick review, Karen quickly handed it to Christine to dispose of it in the kitchen sink.

Then the two were briskly ordered by Karen to stay in diaper position. “That means you hold your legs up far enough so that I can see your anal openings.”

She picked up her thin cane and stood next to Laura. She laid the cane on Laura’s bottom cheeks so when she applied strokes, they would hit the cheeks right over but not touching the anal recess and her vulva. Then Karen drew the cane back and fired three quick strokes right on Laura’s bottom cheeks, almost down on her tender thighs. It hurt bloody murder, she wondered as she let out a loud scream, but managed to hold position.

Karen placed the cane length-wise right over Laura’s vulva. She tapped lightly with the cane on Laura’s labia and in between them.

“Oh, Miss, I promise I’ll be a good girl,” Laura wailed. “Please don’t cane my pussy.”

“If I find you have been sufficiently naughty,” Karen said in her most severe tone, “I will punish you right there, where it will hurt the most. Have you been pussywhipped before?’

“Only when Miss Christine gave me a very light whipping there the other day,” Laura said with a grimace.

“If you’re naughty enough, it could happen here, sweetie,” Karen said with a wry smile as she tapped Laura’s clit with her cane.

She turned to Jack. “You have a need to be submissive to your wife, don’t you?” Karen asked.

“It comes and goes, Miss,” Jack replied, “because I also want to take charge of her.”

“I gather that she had her young niece and her friend babysit you when she was dominating you,” Karen went on.

“Yes, that was rock bottom, Miss,” he answered.

“Why was that so awful? Laura has caned you and bound you, right?” Karen suggested.

“They were very cruel, Miss,” Jack said. “I had to lick her niece down there and she made me get way in so that my air was being cut off. It was scary.”

“But wasn’t it delectable to be licking a young woman’s pussy?” Karen countered.

“She was so nasty and acting like she despised me, which she may have, that even licking her pussy didn’t turn me on,” Jack noted. “I knew she would never let me fuck her.”

“Would Laura have allowed her to fuck you?” Karen asked.

“Probably not, although Elaine seemed like such a lesbian that I doubt she wanted any man to fuck her,” Jack responded.

“Stand up,” Karen ordered, “and bend over the couch.”

Jack did feel silly and exposed with his panties at his knees and his trousers at his ankles. He bent over the couch, expecting to feel the cane’s sting soon.

Karen reached into the closet and took out a medium-length whip.

“You’ve been a naughty boy, so you’re gonna be whipped,” she announced.

Then she laid the whip on Jack’s pale cheeks, drew it back, and began whipping him on his bottom. It stung and then it hurt, so Jack began trying to clench and move.

Karen kept whipping him with moderately strong strokes. She watched as the marks grew on his bottom cheeks. She whipped low in the middle of his crack and the tip of the whip may have grazed his balls. He screamed.

“Oh, I guess the whip kissed you down there where it hurts, didn’t it?” Karen said provocatively. “If you don’t behave yourself, I’m gonna give Laura this whip to use on your cock,” she added with vehemence.

“I hope you don’t feel the should do that,” Jack said plaintively, not certain whether his wife might not decide that he was in need of a whipping on his cock.

She stopped whipping him and had him lie on his back on the couch. Then she brought Laura over and helped her climb up on the couch over him. Karen positioned her so that as she let herself down on him in reverse cowgirl, her slick cunt slid right down on his fully erect penis.

They were indeed fucking now, right in front of both Karen and Christine.

Karen told Laura to continue to slide up and down on Jack’s cock. She reached down and inserted a ginger fig in Laura’s anal opening. Then she positioned herself over Jack’s face and slowly squatted down on him while holding onto the back and side of the couch.

Jack saw her bared crotch and bottom descending on his face as her skirt fell over his face and upper chest. In the dark, he smelled Karen’s wet pussy moving down to his mouth. Her skirt cut off his view of Laura’s cunt sliding up and down on his cock. Laura went into orgasm from the constant stimulation she was getting from fucking Jack and the fig in her anus. Karen quietly told Laura to roll off Jack’s body.

Jack knew he was expected to lick Karen’s pussy as it approached his face. He began applying his tongue to her pleasant-tasting pussy. She had apparently shaved her labia but not her mons, so when he licked up to the top of her vulva, he found some of her hairs in his mouth. Then, suddenly her urethral opening released a hot stream of her strong piss right into his open mouth as he was licking her vulva. Karen’s piss was strong and it was making it harder for him to get air, since her skirt was covering his head.

He tried to swallow the pee, but it was surging so fast into his mouth that much of it ran off the sides of his mouth. It now became apparent to him that Laura was going into orgasm from his passive fucking of her. Between being under Karen’s skirt and her peeing, he started to feel a bit faint from the restricted air he was getting.

“Miss Karen,” he pleaded, “can you lift your skirt so I get some air? I’m having trouble breathing!”

Meanwhile, while he was pleading, her pee stream kept flowing and now was streaming down his face and neck. Somehow, he managed to gasp and take in enough air to keep breathing.

“Bring me off and you’ll get a break,” Karen snapped at Jack.

Jack renewed his oral efforts, dabbing his tongue at Karen’s hard expanded clit. She was close and pulled up her skirt which gave Jack both light and breathing space. But her arousal had her moving her bottom so that Jack had to hang on with his mouth enveloping her vulval slit.

Finally, Karen exploded and squirted fluid in Jack’s face from her vagina. His face was soaked with her pee and her cum. Somehow, she managed to slide off Jack. She told him to stand up and she sat calmly on the couch, with her legs spread. She pointed between her legs and Jack knew he needed to go back and kneel there.

He smelled her now-messy cunt, with her pee and girly fluids mixed. “Clean me up,” she ordered in a husky voice. Jack went back to licking her vulva clean. He also insinuated his tongue into her vagina, which remained wet with her cum. Then she pulled her legs up to expose her dark, recessed anus. Her pee and vaginal fluids had run down and left her hole wet.

“Lick me dry in there,” Karen told him. “I want to feel your tongue inside me back there.”

Jack extended his tongue and tasted a putrid mix of Karen’s pee, cum, and now fecal matter that had combined with the liquids to create a fetid cocktail for Jack to savor. His senses were filled with this combination of her effusions. He could only think that he had gotten himself into a deeper situation than he could have imagined.

While Jack was tasting inside Karen’s anus, Christine had Laura bend over the couch with her bottom sticking up obscenely, disclosing her wet, hairy cunt and asshole, which still had the ginger fig protruding from the opening. Chris grasped the end of the fig and began fucking Laura’s bottom-hole with it, pushing it in and out. The juice from the ginger was now emerging more plentifully and Laura was first moaning, then screaming, because by using the fig to stimulate her anal opening, Chris’s manual poking was stinging her deep inside.

“Did I give you permission to play with that?” Karen suddenly said sternly, observing Chris tormenting Laura.

Chris’s hand stopped short as she replied, shakily, “No, Miss Karen, I apologize for interfering.”

“As well you should,” Karen snapped. Then came the words Chris now feared: “Pants and panties down, right now!”

Chris complied. She was always afraid when Karen seemed to lose her temper. Chris never knew if Karen really meant it or was putting on a show for the other two, but it was too risky not to do what she said.

“Bend over the couch!” came Karen’s command.

Chris again complied, and helpfully spread her legs brazenly, exposing both her pussy and anus.

Karen grinned to herself as she reached down to extract the fig from Laura’s bottom-hole and then, surprisingly to both Laura and Chris, inserted it carefully into Chris’s exposed bottom-hole.

Chris felt the impact of the fig immediately. It felt warm because it had been in Laura’s rectum and that started releasing its juice which stung the rectum and anus of anyone who had the bad fortune to have it now sticking out of their bottom.

“I’m sorry, Miss Karen,” she wailed. “I was naughty but I’ll be good and do just what you say.”

Karen was now standing behind her, holding a thin cane. She held it a few inches from the middle of Chris’s bared bottom, drew it back, and began firing strokes at her roommate’s cheeks. It did not take long for the red lines to show and for Chris to scream even more.

Karen stopped giving her strokes with the cane after the standard six. She looked over at Jack and asked him if he could get hard. Then she thought more and told Laura to get him erect.

Laura started using her fingers to tease her husband, beginning under his scrotum and running her nails softly up his shaft. Then she continued to finger him around the frenulum as his member rose to the occasion.

“Thank you,” Karen smiled to the still-frightened Laura, and then went behind Chris and extracted the fig. She summoned Jack with her finger and had Laura take his cock in her mouth and get him nice and wet.