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Having regained control over the situation, she returned her fingers to Carrie's clitoris, which she now coaxed into greater prominence by rubbing her fingers up and down its stalk. As Carrie's clitoris swelled and grew, Julie instructed her half crazed tutee in a quiet but firm tone.

"The female anatomy is a beautiful but complex creation, and the clitoris is among its most remarkable features. On the one hand, the clitoris has only one function, that of providing sexual stimulation. On the other hand, it is designed in such a way that realization of its full potential requires a woman submit to her clitoris to the someone else's will. Namely, because it is so well designed for its purpose, its stimulation borders on the unbearable. As a result, no woman will inflict upon herself the torment which accompanies the proper manipulation of her clitoris.

"For this reason, most women never achieve the level of ecstasy of which they are capable, and so you are fortunate to have found someone who knows how to assist you. I am going to continue persecuting this lovely stalk until it has grown and swelled to its full size. Then, just when you are certain that you can stand no more, you are going to have an orgasm which you will never forget. Because you have been waiting so long, your orgasm will come in waves. In order to prolong your ecstasy, I will continue stroking your clitoris until I am certain that I have wrung from your body all the pleasure it can provide you."

In her distracted state, Carrie only caught the gist of Julie's words. All that she clearly understood is that she would receive no relief until her body had performed in accordance with Julie's expectations. As Julie continued the relentless manipulation of her clitoris, Carrie found herself taking pride in its growth and did her best to keep it available for further stimulation, even when Julie started taking advantage of its length by bending it back and forth in a way that sent pulses of exquisite pain flashing through her entire body and forced a cry for pity from her mouth.

Then, miraculously, as Julie relented and allowed her clitoris to assume a more normal position, the initial wave of her orgasm swept over her, releasing the enormous tension which had been pent up inside her ever since she arrived. Every muscle in her body seemed to be involved in her release as she writhed under Julie's grasp, at one point flexing her upper body off the bed and burying her tear stained face against her raised legs.

Once this wave started to recede, she collapsed back and gasped her need to recover. However, she got no solace from Julie who continued to manipulate her rock hard clitoris, warning her that there was more to come and that her body would soon be gripped by another orgasm, one which would be less convulsive but equally intense. Incredulous and angry, Carrie was tempted to rebel. But, before she had had time to manifest her rebellion, she realized that her body was indeed preparing for another wave of orgasm.

After this second wave had passed, Julie relaxed her hold on Carrie's knees and explained that "In spite its fatigue, your body is yet to be drained. In some ways, what you will experience next will be more satisfying than your earlier orgasms. Now that it is exhausted, your body will simply accept the stimulation which it is receiving and will continue to perform until it is drained."

Thus, for a delicious quarter hour, Julie continued massaging Carrie's clitoris, occasionally evoking a small orgasm which would ripple through Carrie's body like the aftershock following an earthquake. Having never before been forced to continue responding even after she was sated, Carrie had initially tried to remove her body from Julie further assault. However, by the time Julie stopped, Carrie had lost all will to resist and was drifting into sleep before Julie withdrew her fingers from the stalk which they had been persecuting.

Knowing that Carrie would need time to recuperate, Julie unhitched the cord from her ankles and gently straightened her legs so that would lie flat on the bed. She then went into the bathroom to get a washcloth and towel with which, after removing the shields which had been preventing her nipples from relaxing, she used to wipe the sweat off Carrie's face and front. Finally, before covering her with a light blanket and turning off the light, Julie carefully extracted the ben-wa balls from Carrie's vagina and left her to sleep in peace.


Later that Night: It was well past midnight when Julie heard Carrie stir. After several hours of sleep, Carrie immediate need was to relieve herself. When Julie heard Carrie go into the bathroom, she called to her and said that she should indulge herself in a warm bath and that in the meantime she would be prepare something for them to eat.

Returning to the bedroom after her bath, Carrie found a negligee lying on the bed. Assuming it was Julie's intention that she do so, she donned it and went to the mirror to see how she looked. As she suspected, the negligee hardly hid her body, and, if anything, it only enhanced what it barely covered. Staring at her image as she brushed her hair, Carrie realized that the garment molded itself to each portion of her body which it touched. This was particularly evident where it covered her breasts, whose pink aureole seemed to shine through the thin material.

Further, each time she raised her arm to apply the brush, the negligee hugged itself to the curve of her waist and clung to the swell of her hips. Pleased by the effect, she continued brushing her hair while twisting her torso to find out which positions displayed her body to its best advantage, and, by the time she finished, she was fully cognizant of the alluring way in which her body was exposed.

Finding Julie in the kitchen clad in a similarly revealing outfit, Carrie was forced, once again, to recognize that Julie too had a body with sexual cravings and potential. When they had sat down to eat the light meal which Julie had prepared, Carrie, just as she had earlier in the bedroom, found herself imagining Julie's body pressed against her own. Julie's body was as much on display as hers, and, as Carrie's eyes roved over its contours, she could not help again wondering how those generous breasts and succulent thighs would feel entwined with her own.

Observing Carrie's face and guessing at the direction of her thoughts, Julie smiled and said, "I can see that you are appreciating my body and thinking that you might enjoy getting to know it more intimately. I am flattered and pleased by your interest and hope to satisfy it. Indeed, when we have finished eating and retire for the night, it is my plan that our bodies spend the night learning a great deal about each other."

Even though she was disconcerted to have had her thoughts read so accurately and blushed at the boldness of Julie's words, Carrie could not deny that Julie's announcement excited her and made her impatient to return to Julie's bed.

After clearing the table, Julie escorted Carrie into the bedroom. Having given Carrie time in the bathroom to make her customary preparations for bed, Julie revealed her plan for the night. As she explained, she had two goals. On the one hand, she wanted Carrie to have a good night's rest. On the other hand, she intended to keep Carrie's libido active. For this purpose, she asked Carrie's permission to tie her limbs loosely to the corners of the bed so that she would have to remain on her back with her legs sufficiently spread that her vulva would be continuously available for whatever attentions Julie wished to lavish upon it.

Seeing Carrie's concern at the prospect of spending the night having her body continuously teased, Julie assured her that the overt stimulation of her body would be both intermittent and relatively brief. "In fact, for the most part, the only stimulation which your body will receive will come from its intimate contact with my body. Namely, my body is going to be your blanket for the night. While we sleep, I am going to spread my body over yours so that your breasts are covered by my breasts, your tummy is molded against mine, and our crotches rest against one another. I think that you will find that, even in your sleep, this contact will keep you in a state of arousal which your unconscious will incorporate into your dreams.

"As for the occasionally more concerted stimulation which I will give your body, it will entail my bringing you into blossom a few times. I am a light sleeper and tend to wake several times during the night. Rather than tossing and turning, as I usually do, tonight I will occupy my wakeful moments by enjoying the sight of your otherwise somnolent body respond to having your labia opened and your clitoris caressed.

"It is my hope that I will be able to make you blossom without your being fully conscious of what is happening and that, as a result, your unconscious mind will record your blossoming the way it would any other natural, pleasurable sensation over which you neither have nor desire volition."

With some reservations, Carrie agreed to lying on her back and having her wrists and ankles attached to the corners of Julie's bed. At Julie's request, she removed her negligee and centered herself on the bed, with her arms raised over her head and her legs parted. Using soft strips of cloth, Julie attached Carrie to the four corners of the bed by her wrists and ankles.

As Julie had promised, Carrie's bonds were more gentle reminders than real restraints. Thus, except that they prevented her from rolling onto her stomach or bringing her legs together, they did little to limit her freedom. When she was done tying Carrie, Julie removed her own negligee and joined Carrie on the bed. Sitting next to Carrie's head, she leaned over to arrange Carrie's hair so that it would frame her face. In doing so, her breasts brushed against Carrie's upturned face and, at one point, her nipples grazed against Carrie's lips.

Julie next rose from the bed in order to first sprinkle and then rub powder onto Carrie's body. Starting at Carrie's neck, she spread the powder over every exposed nook and cranny of Carrie's front, including the soft flesh of her upper arms, with special attention to her breasts and the succulent padding at the tops of her thighs and vulva.

Having coated Carrie's front with powder, Julie placed the dispenser back on her bedside table and picked up an item which Carrie had never seen before. Holding it so that Carrie's could inspect it, she said, "This little device is what is called a 'clitoral clip.' As you see, it is flexible wire spring bent into the shape of an old-fashioned keyhole. After bringing you into blossom, I am going to install it on the pouch of flesh which forms the hood of your clitoris, where it will exert a mild but pleasurable pressure. Mild as this pressure may be, as you will soon learn, it will be sufficient to keep you acutely aware of your clitoris, especially, when my body moves on top of you."

Without giving Carrie time to respond, Julie seated herself next to Carrie's pelvis and began the blossoming process. As she expected, Carrie's juices were already flowing, and so her blossoming took very little time. Once Carrie's labia were bathed in her secretions, Julie moved to the foot of the bed and crawled between Carrie's spread legs until her head was inches from the moist region which was her target. Using her left hand, she revealed Carrie's clitoris by folding back her labia and, once it she had it fully exposed, used her right hand to open the spring enough to slip it over Carrie's clitoral hood. Adjusting the wire to lie along the base of the hood, Carrie's clitoris was captured in its grasp when she released the spring.

Crawling further up between Carrie's legs, Julie placed her hands on either side of Carrie's face and gently lowered her body onto Carrie's. When their bodies met, she moved her legs so that their thighs touched and used her hands to push on the sides of their breasts to increase the pressure on them. When she had made herself comfortable, Julie brought her lips to Carrie's lips and whispered "Carrie, you are a lovely and lucky girl. Your body is both beautiful and exquisitely receptive, and I am going to enjoy having my body be its cover for the night. After the excitement and strain your body has endured during the day, you should have no difficulty getting to sleep.

However, even in sleep, your body will remain excited, and, as I said earlier, your dreams will be filled with erotic images. The potency of these images will be enhanced by the pleasure your body will be getting from its contact with mine. In addition, when your body responds and your vulva swells, the clip holding your clitoris will augment and protract your excitement in a deliciously tantalizing fashion, particularly during and following your blossomings. Thus, you have a wonderful night ahead of you, but, for now, good night and sweet dreams."

At first, Carrie doubted Julie's assurance that she would soon fall asleep. Not only did she feel slightly crushed under Julie's body, but she was poignantly conscious of the clip which was pressing against her clitoris. Lovely and lucky she might be, but was it possible for a girl in her state to fall asleep? When she had slept with a man, he had, after satisfying their needs, rolled off her body and, if anything, had a carelessly flung an arm over her body. But this was entirely different. For one thing, Julie had satisfied neither one of them and had left her dangling with a diabolical device attached to the most sensitive part of her body.

Secondly, it was not a carelessly placed arm but a carefully placed body under which she was ensconced. Under the circumstances, sleep did not seem like a very realistic expectation. Nonetheless, the exhausted state of her body soon combined with the comfort of Julie's body on top of her to produce a soporific haze in her mind, and before long Carrie drifted off.

For several hours, her sleep was deep and uninterrupted by the dreams which Julie had predicted. However, around four in the morning, Carrie became dimly aware that Julie was no longer covering her and that she was being brought into blossom. With her mind still shrouded in sleep, Carrie remained in a blissful state of semi-consciousness while Julie worked her magic on her body. Thus, as her labia, which were already held partially open by the clip on her clitoris, spread and her juices flowed in response to Julie's teasing, her consciousness remained detached from what was happening to her body.

In fact, even before Julie had completed her blossoming, Carrie was re-submerging into the depths of sleep from which she had only partly emerged. But the detachment did not include her unconscious mind, and her sleep was no longer so peaceful. Instead, her dreams were filled with erotic images of her vulva, which, in her imagination, appeared as a welcoming, moist opening at whose the entrance stood her clitoris, held rigidly at attention by the clip on its hood. This image was re-enforced each time, as she did twice more, Julie brought her into blossom or readjusted the clip to make sure that it was maintaining gentle but unrelenting pressure on her throbbing clitoris.

The Following Morning: It was ten the next morning when Carrie finally awoke, and, in spite of the level of excitement at which her body had been kept throughout the night, she felt quite refreshed. When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by Julie's face inches from her own. For several minutes they remained motionless and simply smiled at each other. However, Carrie's full bladder soon insisted that they bring their reverie to an end and forced her to ask Julie to untie her so that she could relieve herself.