dolphin20pl1
02-10-2004, 2:43 PM
"Good boy", said Mavis with a smile, "I wants ya to do this to all of me worn knickers, & me bra`s", she added, her smile twisting into a look of pure evil. "Just like me little friend I used to ave, me little undy cleaner that I used ta lock in me wardrobe", said Mavis.
Ralph moaned into the gusset of Mavis`s knickers as he ran his tongue slowly along the heavily soiled, slick length of it as instructed. This was not his idea of fun at all & it angered him that she had coaxed him into doing this even though he`d expressly asked her not to do so. "If ya do this right fer me now, I`ll do somethin for ya too", said Mavis, "I`ll sit on ya face again, fer a long time, ya luvs it when I sits on ya don`t ya seatboy, put ya under me new leather skirt & watch some tv again I will, but ya gotta clean Mavis`s knickers real good first", said Mavis teasingly.
Ralph was becoming immersed in his fantasies again, he was hopelessly hooked on being Mavis`s seat & when he was arroused, he`d do anything to have her sit on him. "Yes mistress Mavis", said Ralph in a breathless voice, "I`ll clean them for you, I`ll clean them", he added as he licked with renewed vigour to remove Mavis`s vaginal spendings from her knicker gusset while she moved it about across his lapping tongue with her fingertips. Then, when he`d finished to her eventual satisfaction some twenty or so minutes later, she removed them from his face & stood up in front of the armchair to examine them.
"Not bad", said Mavis, "Not bad at all, ya got all me spendings outta the material, looks nice n white again see", she added whilst showing him the result of his labour. "Now ya gets ya reward fer being a good little undie cleaner, ya get`s ta ave me sat on ya all night", said Mavis as she calmly turned around & sat heavily upon Ralphs expectant face once again.
"No, nooo!", cried Ralph as Mavis sat. It was all a ruse of course, Ralph was in heaven again. She was true to her word as well, she settled in for another film & sat on his face the whole time, moving just a little every now & then to prevent him from suffocating, but never moving enough for it to become an inconvenience to her or to let up on the awesome pressure of her ass & thighs as they smothered him completely for the duration.
At ten pm that evening, after she had watched the film, Mavis eventually arose from Ralphs tormented, squashed face, she then left the room without a word to go upstairs to fetch a second pair of her soiled underwear from the dirty laundry basket in her bedroom. Ralph was of course completely unaware of what she was doing until she arrived back at the armchair to slip them over his surprised head & then arrange the foul crotchpiece across his mouth!.
"I want`s these cleaned by tomorrow morning", said Mavis coldly. "Give ya somethin ta do while I sleeps", she added. Poor Ralph could of course do little else but stare up at her forlornly. "Well, get ta work then seatboy", said Mavis, "let`s see that tongue workin", she added. Ralph closed his eyes & put out his tongue until it came into contact with the material of Mavis`s knickers, then he reluctantly began to move it slowly to & fro as she`d instructed.
Mavis then left the room to make herself a cup of hot cocoa in the kitchen for bedtime. She said nothing to Ralph whatsoever as she once again retired to her bedroom, just like the night before, leaving Ralph to his chores.
And so it was again, Mavis slept comfortably in her bed upstairs whilst Ralph endured the hardships of the armchair downstairs. Before she had retired to bed though, Mavis made a point of selecting yet another bra & a pair of her knickers from the laundry basket for Ralph to clean the next day. If he was going to be kept in the chair she felt he should at least be busy when she wasn`t sitting on him. She had to go out in the morning so she had decided that he could use his tongue upon yet another soiled gusset again whilst she was out.
In the afternoon, she had another task for him, for she intended to try him with one of her bras, a white silky one which she had worn for four days continuously in order to see if he could manage it to her requirements.
Being a big, mature woman, Mavis always sweated heavily in the creases beneath her huge breasts & under her arms regardless of how much deodourant she used, so in consequence, the cups & the elasticated side straps of her bras always suffered badly. This particular bra would serve as an ideal test for him. First she would have him clean it`s cups with his tongue, then she would tie the bra round his face in such a way as to make it possible for him to clean the straps themselves.
Lying in her warm, comfortable bed, she thought about this as she slowly drifted off into a deep, relaxing sleep. Ralph, continued with the task of cleaning the knickers upon his head until he too, fell into some semblance of sleep, albeit troubled.
And then it was morning again.
During the night, Ralph had added to the reception jar in the side of the armchair & Mavis emptied it for the first time in the two days that he`d been there trapped in her armchair. Then she checked the knickers on his face to find them suitably chewed, licked & sucked to cleanliness. "This is very good", she said with a smile, "ya certainly are coming on ain`t ya", she added sliding in upon the seat of the armchair to sit on his face in a quick, smooth motion as she spoke.
"I must admit, I ave missed aving an intimates cleaner all this time, I think you`ll be just fine as a replacement fer me", said Mavis, even though she knew full well that he wasn`t happy about being used in this role at all. Ralph moaned beneath her as his mouth & nose became flattened once again under the awesome span of her big heavy buttocks as she settled in upon him.
When she left him that morning, Ralph was again wearing yet another pair of Mavis`s large full fashioned silky knickers over his head with the order to clean their soiled crotch. With the intact cushion back in place in the armchair & covering his trapped face, he could do nothing but listen to her leave the flat once again. Ralph sighed, gave a futile tug at the restraints holding him & then reluctantly, he set about drawing the soiled fabric inbetween his lips until the gusset was within his mouth in order that he could begin carrying out Mavis`s bizarre order. His mind however soon began to drift to other more arrousing things, the only consolation for him now was that she truly was using him as the seat he desired to be, perhaps a little knicker cleaning was worth it after all. What he didn`t bank on though was the changover to her bra at noon when Mavis returned.
She had said nothing to him whatsoever when she`d done this, she had simply lifted the cushion, removed the wettened knickers from his face & then tied the bra completely around his head after pressing his face into the huge silky cup in order to aquant him personally with it`s inner nylon surface. Immediately the sweaty aroma began to overpower Ralphs nasal passages, he baulked at the smell, but Mavis just pressed the material even more firmly over his nose & mouth as he bucked & squirmed in the armchair in protest.
"Start cleanin me bra seatboy", said Mavis abruptly, "Come on it ain`t that bad, get licking the sweat outta me bra cup & be quick about it to cos ya got the straps ta do later when I gets ome again", she added. And then once again after rather coldly replacing the cushion into the armchair, she had left the flat for the second time that day.
Poor Ralph spluttered & coughed as he was left alone once again & forced to endure the mix of deoderant & stale sweat inside the cup of Mavis`s matronly maidenform bra. He closed his eyes & then he slowly put out his tongue to begin licking the nylon surface. It was tangy & very unpleasant but like the knickers beforehand, he found that the more he wettened it with his saliva, the easier the task became. What he really needed now though was a drink, his mouth felt like a veritable human washing machine.
By the time the front door of Mavis`s flat was eventually opened again, Ralph was more than ready for a reprieve, his salivary glands having more or less given up the ghost. What he didn`t realise however was that it wasn`t Mavis that had come in but her sister Rose letting herself in with her key. Ralph could hear her movement in the flat & assumed that it was Mavis of course, he thought about calling to her but thought better of it & remained silent under the cushion obscuring his face.
Rose made herself a cup of tea & then she walked calmly into the living room to imediately sit in the armchair that Ralph had been imprisoned in. Ralph`s face of course was instantly squashed flat beneath Roses skirted backside as she sat, he squirmed in the chair as his air was suddenly & unexpectedly cut off by her casual seating. Ralph cried out in a muffled yelp but it went unheard by Rose who remained seating & completely unaware of the fact that she was sitting on the face of a young man that her cruel, selfish sister Mavis had taken advantage of & permanently installed within the armchair.
Ralph began to panic, once again he was unable to breath & he began struggling inside the armchair just as Rose coughed aloud. Ralph of course imediately stopped his struggling upon realising for the first time that this was`nt Mavis sitting on him but an as yet, unknown female. He froze as Rose shifted slightly in the armchair to get a little more comfortable & as she did, Ralph just managed to move his head just a little to the left to make breathing slightly easier. At this point, he thought it best not to alert this woman to his presence & tried to remain as still & calm underneath her as he could.
Ralph moaned into the gusset of Mavis`s knickers as he ran his tongue slowly along the heavily soiled, slick length of it as instructed. This was not his idea of fun at all & it angered him that she had coaxed him into doing this even though he`d expressly asked her not to do so. "If ya do this right fer me now, I`ll do somethin for ya too", said Mavis, "I`ll sit on ya face again, fer a long time, ya luvs it when I sits on ya don`t ya seatboy, put ya under me new leather skirt & watch some tv again I will, but ya gotta clean Mavis`s knickers real good first", said Mavis teasingly.
Ralph was becoming immersed in his fantasies again, he was hopelessly hooked on being Mavis`s seat & when he was arroused, he`d do anything to have her sit on him. "Yes mistress Mavis", said Ralph in a breathless voice, "I`ll clean them for you, I`ll clean them", he added as he licked with renewed vigour to remove Mavis`s vaginal spendings from her knicker gusset while she moved it about across his lapping tongue with her fingertips. Then, when he`d finished to her eventual satisfaction some twenty or so minutes later, she removed them from his face & stood up in front of the armchair to examine them.
"Not bad", said Mavis, "Not bad at all, ya got all me spendings outta the material, looks nice n white again see", she added whilst showing him the result of his labour. "Now ya gets ya reward fer being a good little undie cleaner, ya get`s ta ave me sat on ya all night", said Mavis as she calmly turned around & sat heavily upon Ralphs expectant face once again.
"No, nooo!", cried Ralph as Mavis sat. It was all a ruse of course, Ralph was in heaven again. She was true to her word as well, she settled in for another film & sat on his face the whole time, moving just a little every now & then to prevent him from suffocating, but never moving enough for it to become an inconvenience to her or to let up on the awesome pressure of her ass & thighs as they smothered him completely for the duration.
At ten pm that evening, after she had watched the film, Mavis eventually arose from Ralphs tormented, squashed face, she then left the room without a word to go upstairs to fetch a second pair of her soiled underwear from the dirty laundry basket in her bedroom. Ralph was of course completely unaware of what she was doing until she arrived back at the armchair to slip them over his surprised head & then arrange the foul crotchpiece across his mouth!.
"I want`s these cleaned by tomorrow morning", said Mavis coldly. "Give ya somethin ta do while I sleeps", she added. Poor Ralph could of course do little else but stare up at her forlornly. "Well, get ta work then seatboy", said Mavis, "let`s see that tongue workin", she added. Ralph closed his eyes & put out his tongue until it came into contact with the material of Mavis`s knickers, then he reluctantly began to move it slowly to & fro as she`d instructed.
Mavis then left the room to make herself a cup of hot cocoa in the kitchen for bedtime. She said nothing to Ralph whatsoever as she once again retired to her bedroom, just like the night before, leaving Ralph to his chores.
And so it was again, Mavis slept comfortably in her bed upstairs whilst Ralph endured the hardships of the armchair downstairs. Before she had retired to bed though, Mavis made a point of selecting yet another bra & a pair of her knickers from the laundry basket for Ralph to clean the next day. If he was going to be kept in the chair she felt he should at least be busy when she wasn`t sitting on him. She had to go out in the morning so she had decided that he could use his tongue upon yet another soiled gusset again whilst she was out.
In the afternoon, she had another task for him, for she intended to try him with one of her bras, a white silky one which she had worn for four days continuously in order to see if he could manage it to her requirements.
Being a big, mature woman, Mavis always sweated heavily in the creases beneath her huge breasts & under her arms regardless of how much deodourant she used, so in consequence, the cups & the elasticated side straps of her bras always suffered badly. This particular bra would serve as an ideal test for him. First she would have him clean it`s cups with his tongue, then she would tie the bra round his face in such a way as to make it possible for him to clean the straps themselves.
Lying in her warm, comfortable bed, she thought about this as she slowly drifted off into a deep, relaxing sleep. Ralph, continued with the task of cleaning the knickers upon his head until he too, fell into some semblance of sleep, albeit troubled.
And then it was morning again.
During the night, Ralph had added to the reception jar in the side of the armchair & Mavis emptied it for the first time in the two days that he`d been there trapped in her armchair. Then she checked the knickers on his face to find them suitably chewed, licked & sucked to cleanliness. "This is very good", she said with a smile, "ya certainly are coming on ain`t ya", she added sliding in upon the seat of the armchair to sit on his face in a quick, smooth motion as she spoke.
"I must admit, I ave missed aving an intimates cleaner all this time, I think you`ll be just fine as a replacement fer me", said Mavis, even though she knew full well that he wasn`t happy about being used in this role at all. Ralph moaned beneath her as his mouth & nose became flattened once again under the awesome span of her big heavy buttocks as she settled in upon him.
When she left him that morning, Ralph was again wearing yet another pair of Mavis`s large full fashioned silky knickers over his head with the order to clean their soiled crotch. With the intact cushion back in place in the armchair & covering his trapped face, he could do nothing but listen to her leave the flat once again. Ralph sighed, gave a futile tug at the restraints holding him & then reluctantly, he set about drawing the soiled fabric inbetween his lips until the gusset was within his mouth in order that he could begin carrying out Mavis`s bizarre order. His mind however soon began to drift to other more arrousing things, the only consolation for him now was that she truly was using him as the seat he desired to be, perhaps a little knicker cleaning was worth it after all. What he didn`t bank on though was the changover to her bra at noon when Mavis returned.
She had said nothing to him whatsoever when she`d done this, she had simply lifted the cushion, removed the wettened knickers from his face & then tied the bra completely around his head after pressing his face into the huge silky cup in order to aquant him personally with it`s inner nylon surface. Immediately the sweaty aroma began to overpower Ralphs nasal passages, he baulked at the smell, but Mavis just pressed the material even more firmly over his nose & mouth as he bucked & squirmed in the armchair in protest.
"Start cleanin me bra seatboy", said Mavis abruptly, "Come on it ain`t that bad, get licking the sweat outta me bra cup & be quick about it to cos ya got the straps ta do later when I gets ome again", she added. And then once again after rather coldly replacing the cushion into the armchair, she had left the flat for the second time that day.
Poor Ralph spluttered & coughed as he was left alone once again & forced to endure the mix of deoderant & stale sweat inside the cup of Mavis`s matronly maidenform bra. He closed his eyes & then he slowly put out his tongue to begin licking the nylon surface. It was tangy & very unpleasant but like the knickers beforehand, he found that the more he wettened it with his saliva, the easier the task became. What he really needed now though was a drink, his mouth felt like a veritable human washing machine.
By the time the front door of Mavis`s flat was eventually opened again, Ralph was more than ready for a reprieve, his salivary glands having more or less given up the ghost. What he didn`t realise however was that it wasn`t Mavis that had come in but her sister Rose letting herself in with her key. Ralph could hear her movement in the flat & assumed that it was Mavis of course, he thought about calling to her but thought better of it & remained silent under the cushion obscuring his face.
Rose made herself a cup of tea & then she walked calmly into the living room to imediately sit in the armchair that Ralph had been imprisoned in. Ralph`s face of course was instantly squashed flat beneath Roses skirted backside as she sat, he squirmed in the chair as his air was suddenly & unexpectedly cut off by her casual seating. Ralph cried out in a muffled yelp but it went unheard by Rose who remained seating & completely unaware of the fact that she was sitting on the face of a young man that her cruel, selfish sister Mavis had taken advantage of & permanently installed within the armchair.
Ralph began to panic, once again he was unable to breath & he began struggling inside the armchair just as Rose coughed aloud. Ralph of course imediately stopped his struggling upon realising for the first time that this was`nt Mavis sitting on him but an as yet, unknown female. He froze as Rose shifted slightly in the armchair to get a little more comfortable & as she did, Ralph just managed to move his head just a little to the left to make breathing slightly easier. At this point, he thought it best not to alert this woman to his presence & tried to remain as still & calm underneath her as he could.