Beth
by Allene
Chapter 18
Even after they let me down to lie on the cool grass I
twitched for a long time. I had pussy juice sticking to my thighs
almost to my knees so went out into the water to wash and be
soothed. When I walked into the water I got a stinging sensation
from my ass and pussy. When I looked I saw the skin was broken in
a few places and a little blood was coming out. I hoped I
wouldn't be scarred, but at the same time thought that if I were
the scars would be a kind of badge of courage that I could look
at and be reminded of the fantastic excitement I had gained to
get them.
When I got back to the beach Paul and Mary had laid out the
table cloth so I could lay on it. I could not see the cuts on my
ass so I asked Mary to look at them to see how bad they were. She
said it was just tiny places where the end of the switches hit
and they should heal easily. She then went to the basket and came
back with the soothing ointment. I knew then that she had planned
my whipping before we left or she would not have brought the
salve. I accused her of this and she said, " No I didn't plan it,
but I was hoping something would happen. You get a charge out of
being punished and I get a charge out of doing it. I came three
times while switching you and you obviously came in a big way."
I said, " Yes I guess I did, but you guys seem to be getting
rougher all the time and I am scared I am really going to get
hurt."
" I understand, that is why we let you choose the switches,
and the amount. You know we will quit if you want us to. Don't
you?" asked Paul,
"Yes I know. It's just that I get so excited I'm afraid my
judgement will not be good."
Mary applied the lotion to my stripes as she said, " You know
we love you and would never hurt you bad."
She had said the magic word as it was true that I never felt
so loved as after my punishment sessions when they kissed and
soothed me. It was just like when Mom had spanked me, then told
me afterwards that she loved me, as she hugged and kissed me, but
sometimes I needed to be punished. Although I really did not
deserve punishment from Mary and Paul there was enough excuse to
bring about the love. The fact that I got off from being punished
was a bonus somehow tied to the aftermath.
Suddenly it dawned on me that we were about two miles from
home and that I would have to ride back with my super tender ass
and pussy. I asked them what I was going to do since the idea of
putting my tight jeans on over my welts seemed out of the
question as well as riding nude and having the horse hair
sticking me.
Paul solved the problem by tying the table cloth onto my
horse to protect my body from the hair. Although every step gave
me a twinge of pain it was a big improvement over the
alternatives.
When I got home I could hardly wait to get into the house to
see myself in the big mirror. I got another mirror off the wall
and set it up on a chair in front of the big mirror so I could
see my back as well as my front. I still had the lipstick marks
on my body and could see that they did a good job staying within
the lines. I was relieved to see Mary was right. The only places
the skin was broken was where welts crossed over. There was only
one spot on my butt where Paul's aim had failed and one welt was
on top of the other. Most of the bloody places were on my pussy
area when they had switched from the horizontal to vertical, and
various angles at the end. None were really bad and I took a
perverse pride in them. I actually wished I had a Polaroid camera
so I could see them later after they had faded.
