LYNNE: CHAPTER 11. THE PUNISHMENT.
" I'm sorry." Lynne sobbed pathetically. " Please Master....Please don't
leave me like this please...."
" We're sick of hearing you say you're sorry Lynne." He put the vibrator
on the bedside table beside the clock. It still purred at her, teasing
her. " You could have had an orgasm Lynne if you had done as you were
told. You would be thrashing around on the bed cumming right now if
you had been obedient. "
Lynne started crying softly as her husband left the bedroom and closed
the door. She looked over at the vibrator which still purred away, just
beyond her reach on the bedside table as if mocking her. The frustration
both physical and emotional had drained her and she drifted off into a
restless sleep.
She woke suddenly the next morning as her husband dragged her to the
side of the bed and undid the handcuffs. He told her to have a shower
a long bath and another shower. He wanted every hint of Ross's scent
and what he had deposited in her body washed away.
She staggered toward the bathroom in a daze still half asleep and still
fully aroused. " Don't get yourself off in there Slut." Her husband said
menacingly.
" No Sir...Master...I won't..."
The hot water felt good as it ran over her body at first. But fingers of
water started to run between her legs teasing her. She reached up and
directed the soft jets of water directly at her crotch and moaned softly
as it sprayed between her legs.
She looked nervously toward the door her husband could walk in at
any time but the water felt so good down there. She decided to disobey
him. She didn't really have any choice, her body made the decision for
her.
She turned the taps on full and held onto the shower head as the water
squirted her hard between her legs. It felt like her clitoris had stayed
swollen all night and she started to gently sway her body against the
stream of water.
Suddenly she opened her eyes. " Oh Shit." The water had lost some
pressure and was cold. It was late August and the mornings were still
cold and the water coming out of the shower was freezing.
" Oh Shit " She cried out again as she tried to move her body out of
range of the icy stream of water. " Get back under the water Cunt."
Her husband was standing in the doorway a look of absolute disgust on
his face. " Your Mistress will not want to see you again when I tell about
this. You're fucking hopeless."
Panic swept through her body, she could feel her heart beating in her
chest.
" Please don't tell her. I'm sorry. It won't happen again I promise."
She stood back under the cold water pleading with her husband. The
water was so cold it hurt as it hit her skin. But she didn't flinch. She
fell to her knees and looked up at her husband in complete submission.
" Please, I'm begging you. Please don't tell her. I'll do anything, please
Master Please."
He looked at her on her knees as the cold water ran over her body. He
took a deep almost pleasurable breath and let it out slowly. This was
better than any orgasm he could ever have. A woman on her knees
in complete submission begging him pathetically for his forgiveness
as the pain of the icy water ran through her body. And she wasn't just
any women, this was his wife.
He just stood there looking down at her, savouring the sight and the
sounds. After what seemed an eternity to Lynne he took another long
breath and said. " I'm too soft with you Lynne. But believe me this is
your last chance."
" Thank you master Thank you." Lynne sobbed loudly as she thanked
him over and over until he'd had enough and told her to shut up.
She washed her hair and finished her shower in the cold water and then
soaked in a hot bath for over an hour. The water in the bath felt like it
was rubbing her between the legs but she ignored her bodies needs.
She showered again and rinsed her mouth and cleaned her teeth until
her mouth and throat were cleansed from what she had done the night
before.
The panties that were left for her on the bed grabbed at her between her
legs and she watched as a damp patch spread quickly over the crotch.
She didn't know how she could deny her body the relief it craved, all
she knew was that she had to.
He'd told her to finish writing what had happened to her over the last
week in the diary. He'd left it on the bedside table with her vibrator on
top of it.
Lynne picked up the vibrator and held it in her hand for just a moment
before finally forcing herself to put it back on the table. She grabbed
the diary and opened it up to where she had been when she was
interrupted.
" Put her in here." Kelly said as she opened the door to what could only
be described as a dungeon. The two men threw me onto a thick bed of
straw in the corner behind the door. Kelly never said anything as the
three of them left and she closed the door behind them.
I lay there for a while catching my breath and collecting my thoughts. I
should have known better than to try to sneak off like that to pursue
my own pleasure without permission. And I realised that all this was just
the start of my punishment for being a selfish little slut.
I knew I just had to lie there and wait to be punished. Although I
As Lynne read the last few lines she'd written before she'd been
interrupted she realised how little she had learnt. Last Monday she'd
snuck off without permission to pursue her own pleasure. And despite
being punished for it, she'd done the same thing in the shower six days
later. Lynne suddenly understood why they were losing patience with her.
She lied on the bed and hoped she could escape from the torment of
denying her body what it needed by losing herself in the memories of
what she had experienced last week.
She read the last line again and started writing.
I knew I just had to lie there and wait to be punished. Although I had no
idea just what my punishment would be. The room was dimly lit but
there was no doubt that this room was set up as some sort of dungeon.
There were chains on the concrete walls, posts and crosses that were
obviously used to tie people to, and all sorts of racks and cages and
things I couldn't see clearly enough to describe. But I could guess what
they were used for. One wall had all sorts of whips and chains and things
hanging from it.
I don't know how long I'd been lying there, I'd drifted off to sleep and
awoke as Kelly was untying my arms. She didn't speak and looked at
me in a way that told me that I wasn't to speak either.
She took my hand in hers and I squeezed it tight, trying to tell her how I
felt about her. It felt so good when she squeezed my hand too and
looked at me with that beautiful smile on her face.
She led me down a hallway and into a large bathroom. When we got
inside I noticed she was wearing the little French Maids outfit again. She
was still the Blonde Woman's little servant girl.
Kelly helped me into a large corner bath overflowing with scented water
and bubbles. She was so tender the way she washed me with the soft
sponge. Over my shoulders down my arms across my chest. My nipples
were stiff and throbbing as she slowly ran the sponge over them.
I moaned softly as she ran the sponge down my stomach. I opened my
legs wide for her, waiting for her to wash me down there. But she
stopped just above where I wanted her to go. She smiled and gently ran
the sponge over the inside of my thighs and down my legs then slowly
back up to my thighs again.
Over the past few weeks I'd fucked women and done things for them
and they had done things to me, but I still hadn't made love to a woman.
And I desperately wanted to make love to Kelly right then. And I could
tell from the look on her face that she wanted me too.
Then I felt the sponge move slowly up my thigh and brush gently over
the soft flesh between my legs. We were looking into each others eyes
as she slowly stroked me with the sponge.
The door opened and a woman I hadn't seen before walked into the
room and Kelly's eyes were suddenly filled with fear. She quickly pulled
the sponge away and signalled for me to stand up.
The woman was tall with long black hair and she had a hard almost
cruel face. She wore black leather boots, black stockings a short
black latex skirt, and a black leather bra with metal studs on it. I loved
the way she looked, it was the way I saw the Blonde Woman in my
fantasies.
" Does she need to be shaved ?" She said coldly.
" No Mistress Rebecca." Kelly said nervously " She doesn't "
Mistress Rebecca moved over towards us and shoved her hand roughly
between my legs. " No she doesn't." She said as she squeezed me hard
between legs. " I'm going to enjoy you slut."
Tears were begging to well in my eyes as she increased the pain she was
inflicting on me. But I didn't move. I didn't scream. I didn't move my
eyes from hers. I just stood there and let her do with me as she pleased.
Mistress Rebecca seemed pleased with me, and she slowly loosened
her grip. I don't know why but I smiled. I thought I'd pleased her but
the look on her face when I smiled sent a cold shiver down my spine.
" Oh....You think your a clever little cunt ?
I looked over at Kelly but she was just standing there her head bowed
staring at the floor. Suddenly I was screaming, tears were rolling down
my cheeks. Mistress Rebecca had grabbed my nipples and was pulling
them hard lifting my breasts up as she pinched and rolled my nipples
around in her fingers.
" Where's the stupid smile gone Cunt." She said as she pulled and
squeezed even harder.
" I'm sorry Mistress Rebecca, I'm sorry Mistress Rebecca,...." Was all I
could say through the pain. Suddenly she let go and walked over to
Kelly.
" Hurry up and get her ready." Kelly never looked up from the floor until
Mistress Rebecca had left the room. After that, Kelly didn't look at me
much either. She finished bathing me, painted my fingernails and toe
nails a rich red and sprayed my body with a beautiful scented perfume.
Occasionally her eyes met mine as she applied some makeup to my face
but she was obviously terrified of Mistress Rebecca. Too afraid to even
be caught looking into my eyes.
She wrapped a short white jagged bottomed skirt around my waist and
tied it in a knot near my left hip. It had wide splits up each side and
Kelly had tied the knot so it could be undone in one pull on the end.
I was told later it was to allow easy access to me for anybody who
wanted me.
Then Kelly wrapped a sheer white silk scarf around the back of my neck
crossed it over my chest, cupped my breasts in the soft material and tied it
in a knot behind my back.
She clipped gold chains around my stomach, ankles and wrists and a
black leather collar with silver studs around my neck. She looked at me
for a moment and then walked me over to a mirror and I saw what I'd
been waiting so desperately to see. A little slave girl dressed and
decorated for her owners enjoyment.
Kelly looked at the door nervously then whispered.
" You look beautiful Lynne. I wish......Just do as you're told and you'll
get through this." She spoke the last few words quickly and then kissed
me tenderly on the cheek.
Kelly clipped a shiny chain leash to the collar around my neck and led
me back into the room that had looked like a dungeon in the darkness. It
was no longer in darkness, bright lights shone down from the high
ceilings, and it no longer just looked like a dungeon, it was a dungeon.
I could see the blonde woman sitting in a medieval style carved wooden
chair with Mistress Rebecca standing beside her. It's hard to describe
the feelings that ran through my mind and body as Kelly led me towards
them and helped me to my knees before handing my leash to the Blonde
Woman.
" Well Lynne. Do you like being dressed up as my little slave girl ?"
She has the most sensual and erotic voice I've ever heard. Just listening
to her speak to me arouses me.
" Yes Mistress. I love being dressed up as your little slave girl. I am your
slave Mistress, if you want me."
" You aren't my slave yet Lynne. You're just a horny little slut who thinks
she wants to be my slave. But you're a stupid slut Lynne. You're
suppose to be out on the streets making money for me showing me
what a good whore you are. Aren't you Lynne ?"
" Yes Mistress. And I am a good whore I made...."
I stopped speaking when Mistress Rebecca stepped forward and stood
over me. The Blonde Woman raised her hand and Mistress Rebecca
moved back beside her.
" I know how much money you've made Lynne. You were doing well until
the selfish little slut in you took over."
" I'm sorry Mistress."
" Not as sorry as you're going to be Lynne."
Mistress Rebecca walked over to the wall and took down a small black
whip and held it in front of my face. It had strips of leather hanging out of
one end of a black wooden penis shaped handle.
" A hundred lashes with this I think should make you very sorry. " The
blonde woman said as I watched in horror as Mistress Rebecca whipped
the air with it, demonstrating what was in store for me.
I knew she was going to punish me and I knew being whipped was one
possible punishment. And I thought I could take it, I thought I would
enjoy it somehow. My thoughts were very different when I actually saw
the whip and I saw the sadistic hard faced bitch wielding it.
" But you're not ready to be whipped yet, are you Lynne ?"
I didn't speak, I couldn't. I just shook my head and bit my lip like a
frightened little girl.
" Then someone is going to have to take your punishment for you."
Mistress Rebecca's voice had a chilling edge to it. " Aren't they Kelly?"
My head spun around and I looked at Kelly. Her hands were shaking
and she'd turned pale. She looked at the Blonde Woman pleading with
her Mistress with her eyes.
" Yes Mistress Rebecca." Kelly said in a whisper.
They made me undress Kelly and tie her between two wooden posts.
with heavy chains that I fixed to her wrists and ankles with thick leather
straps.
I couldn't look at her. They were doing this to her because of me,
because of what I'd done. They knew how Kelly and I felt about each
other. My punishment was going to be watching Kelly being punished.
I wanted to tell them to whip me not Kelly but I didn't. I let Kelly take
my whipping for me.
Kelly was standing there naked, her arms and legs spread wide between
the two posts as Mistress Rebecca walked slowly toward her.
" You have to share her pain Lynne. Stand up." The blonde woman
smiled as she spoke. As I got to my feet Mistress Rebecca pulled the
knot undone on my slave skirt and it fell to the floor, then she pulled the
knot on the scarf that was wrapped around my breasts and it too fell to
the floor.
" Stand in front of Kelly and push your body against hers and hold her
face up so you can see her pain." The blonde woman said and I slowly
moved over towards Kelly.
It felt good as our bodies touched and then pressed hard against each
other. Her nipples against mine, her stomach and legs against mine and
her crotch against mine.
I wrapped my hands around her cheeks and looked into her eyes. I
mouthed the words. " I'm Sorry." And Kelly smiled at me for an instant
and then her eyes closed and her face grimaced as the first lash of
the whip struck her across the soft cheeks of her arse.
" Thank you Mistress Rebecca." Kelly said through gritted teeth.
" You better help Mistress Rebecca keep count Lynne. We wouldn't
want to lose count and have to start again."
" Yes Mistress." I said nervously not really sure what to do. " That's one
Mistress."
" Very good Lynne. You did learn a few things from those movies you
watched with your husband."
My head spun towards her. Like most couple my husband and I had
watched porno movies in bed together even some B&D movies, actually
mostly B&D movies for the last year or so. Was that part of my training,
part of the process in making me ready to become what I was now.
Either way I didn't have time to think about it. Mistress Rebecca had
struck Kelly again several times while I was off thinking about things
from the past that no longer mattered.
" Please don't lose count." Kelly whispered to me.
" That's two Mistress." I said looking back anxiously at the Blonde
Woman. " Actually that was four Lynne but you're the one keeping
count."
I looked back at Kelly and mouthed the words again. " I'm sorry,"
I felt her body stiffen and push harder against mine as the whip struck
her across her arse again.
" Thank you Mistress Rebecca." Kelly panted.
" That's three Mistress." I said anxiously as we all waited for the sound
of the next one. It became almost like a ritual. Mistress Rebecca would
slap the whip across Kellys arse or back and I'd feel her body tense as
I held her and pushed my body harder against her.
" Thank you Mistress Rebecca." Kelly would say.
" That's 33 Mistress." I would say, and on the punishment went.
Kelly's eye's had been full of love and lust when we had looked at each
other earlier. By the time the whip cracked across her body for the fiftieth
time she had a very different look in her eyes.
By the time the whip hit her for the seventieth time she was sobbing
loudly and tears rolled down her cheeks. I cried with her. But by the
time Kelly was hit for for the eightieth time the tears were gone and she
just stared at me, her eyes full of hate for me. The pain no longer made
her cry or scream, each blow just made her hate me more.
The Blonde Woman knew how we felt about each other. She spoke to
Kelly just as the whip hit her across her back with it's leather fingers.
" How do you feel about Lynne, Kelly, do you like her ?"
" I hate her Mistress." Kelly panted and whispered through the pain.
" She's a selfish little cunt. I hate the ugly fat arsed fucking bitch."
Kelly's words hurt me more than the whip would have. As they were
meant to. And the way she looked at me as she struggled through the
last few lashes told me she meant what she said.
When the whipping was over I was told to untie her. Kelly slumped
to the floor when the chains holding her up were removed. Her back
and buttocks were glowing red and covered with marks left by the whip,
but the skin hadn't been broken anywhere. Mistress Rebecca knew how
to whip a woman.
" Tie her up." I heard the Blonde Woman say and Mistress Rebecca
grabbed me and tied me where Kelly had been tied just minutes before.
The Blonde Woman just sat there looking at me while Mistress Rebecca
helped Kelly to her room. She needed to rest the Blonde Woman had
said then she too left, the lights going out with her.
I stood there tied to the posts for what seemed a long time but I had
no way of knowing how long. Suddenly the lights came back on and
The Blonde Woman walked to her chair and sat down facing me and
Mistress Rebecca knelt down in front of me.
I didn't understand what they were going to do to me. Then Mistress
Rebecca lent forward and started licking her way up the inside of my
thigh and worked her way up towards my crotch. Then her mouth was
over my pussy and I felt her tongue on my pussy lips.
Mistress Rebecca knew how to please a woman as well as she knew how
to whip one. I felt my clitoris swell and poke out from between my legs.
I moaned loudly when her tongue ran lightly over it. She sucked my
clitoris into her mouth and I threw my head back from the sudden jolt of
pleasure.
Then she reached behind me and started rubbing my arsehole with her
finger, she stabbed my clit hard with her tongue at the exact same
moment as she slid her finger up my arse.
I was panting and moaning and thanking Mistress Rebecca for what she
was doing. Then she stopped and walked back over to the Blonde
Woman.
My pussy was aching for that tongue and I pulled my arms and legs
against the chains that held me spread eagled in front of them. The
Blonde Woman opened her legs and I caught a glimpse of her pussy.
Her swollen lips glistened with her juices.
Just seeing her pussy made me moan again. Mistress Rebecca knelt
down in front of the Blonde Woman and buried her face between the
her legs.
" She's good at eating pussy. Isn't she Lynne ?" She said looking straight
at me. " Her tongue's right on my clit. I love the way she licks my clit "
All I could do was stand there and watch as the Blonde Woman came on
Mistress Rebecca's tongue. When she was finished pleasuring the
Blonde Woman Mistress Rebecca walked back over to me and knelt
down in front of me again.
" Oh please Mistress Rebecca." I begged her. " Please eat me."
She lightly passed her tongue over my clitoris a few times until she
sensed I was about cum and stopped again. I cried out in frustration.
" Shut the fuck up Cunt." Kelly snapped at me. I hadn't noticed her
come back into the room. She was wearing a slave girl outfit the same as
the one she had dressed me in only hers was a bright red.
" Kelly I'm sorry." I was panting hard as I pleaded with Kelly to forgive
me.
Mistress Rebecca stood in front of me and grabbed hold of my shoulders
as Kelly knelt behind her. Mistress Rebecca lent forward slightly as Kelly
lifted up her leather skirt and started licking her pussy and arsehole
from behind.
Her face was only inches from mine and I watched the
contortions on her face as she enjoyed Kelly's tongue. I felt my juices
dripping down my legs as I watched Mistress Rebecca cum. She
squeezed my shoulders and buried her face against my chest as the
waves of pleasure tore through her body.
When she was finished Mistress Rebecca knelt down in front of me
again. I could feel her breath on my pussy. I knew what she was going
to do. Bring to the edge and stop again. She only licked me once and
then walked away. If she'd licked me a second time I would have cum.
Kelly and Mistress Rebecca walked behind me and undid the straps
that bound my arms to the post and roughly tied my hands behind my
back.
" Get on your knees bitch." Mistress Rebecca snarled at me. My legs
were still held wide apart tied to the posts and the straps cut into my
ankles as I fell to my knees.
They walked around and stood in front of me, Mistress Rebecca pulled
the knot on Kelly's red slave girl skirt and it fell to the floor. Kelly moved
closer toward me and grabbed me by the hair and buried my face
between her legs. " Do a good job slut." Mistress Rebecca said from
beside me.
I didn't release being whipped had aroused Kelly so much, her pussy
was soaked and she came as soon as my tongue found her clit. She
thrust herself against my face and called me a slut and a whore and
a cunt as she orgasm consumed her.
My face was smeared with Kelly's juices as they tied my hands on the
wooden posts again. Then Kelly knelt in front of me pretending to lick
my pussy. " Oh please Kelly lick me please lick me." I begged her but
she didn't. She just kept pretending to, making out as if she was going to
lick me right on my clit and then pulling away and swearing more abuse at
me.
My head slumped in front of me and I whimpered " Please Kelly" again.
Then someone grabbed my hair and pulled my head up. It was Mistress
Rebecca. She was standing in front of me holding the whip with the
nine fingers of leather that she had used on Kelly.
" Too bad you're not ready to be whipped yet Cunt." She said mockingly
and flicked me between the legs with the whip. " Oh my God." I cried
out. The sensation was incredible.
" I am ready to be whipped Mistress Rebecca. Please whip me."
" Is she ready to be whipped Mistress." She asked the Blonde Woman.
" Perhaps."
" Oh I am Mistress." I said looking over at her. " I am ready to be
whipped, I deserve it." I looked back at Mistress Rebecca " Please whip
me.....Please."
" Whip the little slut Becky." I heard the blonde woman say and I moaned
softly in anticipation.
Mistress Rebecca looked at me, her eyes roamed over my body as she
ran the leather fingers of the whip through her fingers while she decide
where to whip me first.
Then she walked slowly behind me.The sound of the heels of her leather
boots on the concrete echoed throughout the dungeon. I could feel her
behind me. " Please whip me Mistress Rebecca " I begged her.
She laid the leather fingers of the whip over my shoulder and ran them
down my back. Then I heard the sound as the whip whistled through
the air. I braced myself waiting to feel it slap against my flesh. I heard
the sound as the leather fingers hit the post beside my head and I
looked up in time to see the leather fingers unwrap themselves
from the wooden post and fall away.
I moaned softly through a huge smile that had filled my face. Then I
screamed out as I felt the whip bite into the soft skin on my arse.
" Thank you Mistress." I gasped. The whip struck me across my back
and I thanked her again. Then I felt it 2, 3, 4, times across my bare
arse and I grunted loudly and thanked her softly.
The dungeon fell silent except for the sound of my breathing which had
become fast and erratic. " Please more Mistress Rebecca." I pleaded
with her. And then I thanked her as she struck me with fast hard blows
across my back and arse.
I was still panting " Thank you Mistress Rebecca." long after the whip
had stopped grabbing at my skin. My words faded to a whisper as I
heard the sound of her heels moving beside me and then in front of me.
I could barely hold my head up, my face was covered in perspiration
and my arse and back stung deliciously. " Whip me please Mistress
Rebecca." My voice was so soft I doubt that she could hear.
I watched as she moved closer and stood in front of me. " What did you
say little slut ?" She twirled the whip menacingly, teasingly as I tried
to answer her. " More please Mistress Rebecca, Whip me more please."
I had barely finished gasping the words when I felt the whip strike me
hard across my breasts. I threw my head back just as the leather fingers
bit into the flesh of my breasts again. My nipples were swollen and
throbbing and she aimed the next four blows at them and hit her target
with precision each time.
Then she started flicking the whip at my breasts and stomach in an
almost gentle tender manner. The tips of the leather fingers scratched
at my body and I groaned loudly each time.
Mistress Rebecca walked up close to me until our faces were almost
touching. I lent forward and kissed her passionately. Our mouths locked
together, our tongues flicking wildly at each others.
She pulled away suddenly and just stood there looking at me again while
she twirled the whip slowly in the air. I wanted to ask her to whip me
but I couldn't speak. So I just closed my eyes and waited for her to hit
me again.
I grunted from the pain as she hit me on my feet hard and fast first one
foot and then the other. Then I felt the stinging sensation on my ankles
and then up higher near my knees and then higher again as the whip
stung the tender skin on the inside of my thighs.
I was moaning louder and louder as the leather fingers worked there
way up my legs. I thrust my crotch forward as she whipped my thighs
and I groaned at her trying to beg her to whip me between the legs.
Then the pain stopped. The sound of the whip on my body stopped.
The only sound was the pathetic whimpering noises I was making,
I managed to drag my head up to look at her. When I did she flicked the
whip hard against the wet folds of flesh between my legs. I screamed
from the pleasure the pain gave me.
My head slumped forward again and I heard the sound. Mistress
Rebecca was twirling the whip in a circular motion and moving it
closer and closer to my crotch.
I could feel the rush of air over my wet pussy as the whip flew over it
on it's upward swing. The sound the whip made as it twirled through the
air sent a shiver of pleasure up my body.
And then the whip hit me hard between the legs, the leather fingers
grabbing at my pussy lips and clitoris. She twirled the whip a few more
times without hitting me. Then suddenly she hit my pussy again and then
again and soon the hard leather was biting into the soft skin of my pussy
with every upward swing.
I thrust my crotch forward as far as I could to make it easier for Mistress
Rebecca to whip my cunt. The whip was swirling faster and faster threw
the air hitting me harder and harder on my cunt and my orgasm erupted
inside me. At first I screamed from the waves of pleasure that crashed
between my legs and through my body, but the pleasure was so intense
and lasted so long that it reduced me to the whimpering, sweaty,
pathetic little slut that I am.
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