Beth
by Allene
Chapter 31
This time I was not all well the next day. The whole front of
me was red from an allergic reaction to the rose and it took
about three days for the hydro-cortisone ointment to clear it up.
The itching and burning reminded me all day of what had happened.
which kept me constantly aroused. As soon as I could go to
my room without making my Dad suspicious I would strip in front
of my mirror and put on the hydro-cortisone. The salve would make
my skin burn even more for a few minutes which would be all I
needed to get out the chair-leg to bring myself off. I liked to
watch the leg drag the lips of my pussy inside then pull them way
out on the out stroke. Meanwhile, they would be jumping out and
in over the bumps and hollows.
I spent a lot of time trying to find out why I reacted to
pain as I did. I knew the other girls carried on for hours over
small hurts I hardly noticed. I was sure if they had taken the
punishment I had or even if I had told them about it they would
completely freak out. They were still being excited by accidental
or purposeful touches to their breasts and wondering if they
would be able to stand the terrible pain of having their hymens
torn. I could not even remember any pain connected to my first
time.
I spent a lot of time reflecting on this dilemma and finally
hit on the explanation that not only answered the problem but
also provided the excuse to continue. I could hardly wait for the
next session to tell the priest who had also realized we could no
longer continue the sessions on a religious basis.
I spent the time till the next session trying to guess what
the priest would come up with next. Every session had been
different and my imagination had run out. Any thing I came up
with would be too painful or would scar me.
