Add 15, Janet
What could I possibly say?...one thing I was sure I must say something and to
agree and play up to Miss Christy was the only thing to do...I had enough pain
and anguish running through my body without looking for more!
"Forgive me Miss Christy," I muttered, my words almost sticking in my throat,
"you are very thoughtful in continuing my training that I clearly deserve along
with whatever punishment you deem appropriate."
"Hmmmm! a clever answer which you hopw will keep you out of trouble...but I
don't hear you thoughts on wearing my pissy pad....and look at me when you
speak...woman, straight in the eye so I can be sure you mean what you say," she
said, lifting my chin upwards with the tip of her riding whip.
"Your cunt will always be very interesting to me, Miss Christy with or without
your smelly pad"...I hesitated...she looked at me as though she couldn't quite
make up her mind...and I saw her slowly raise her arm...."I deserve to be gagged
with your pad, Miss Christy for offending you and the other ladies in such a
disgusting manner."
"Hmmmm!...well get on with your cleaning," she decreed, handing the whip to
Cyndi with the instruction, "Keep the whip moving if she slows or misses
anything, her fat tits could do with a few cuts, but her filthy red ass is
probably more available in her position....and again a searing slash from the
whip cut across my defenceless ass.
I bucked as the pain radiated though my lower body...and later I have to take a
paddling, I thought to myself...oh my god, how can I cope with that...I must
have hesitated in my cleaning as I felt another ghastly cut of the whip bite
into the so tender flesh of my inner thigh and again I squirmed and sobbed with
the pain, dropping my cloth on to the table, which earned me another stroke on
the other inner thigh! As another cry of anguish erupted from me, I still
fortunately had the presence of mind to bend my head and again pick up the cloth
before that stroke was repeated again.
Moments later I sensed a movement behind me..."Just look at the wetness of her
dirty cunt," announced one of the other women and the others moved to
inspect..."That's more than sweat, I know," she continued, "the dirty slut must
be enjoying this even now, in her state," she declared with some surprise and a
second later a hard slapping hand descended several times on my pouting cunt as
I tried my best to mop the surface of the table. Again I dropped my cloth to the
laughter and derision of those present to be rewarded with a vicious blow along
the line of my anal cleft with Cyndi's riding whip, I gasped, cringed and
squirmed with the agonising pain raging through the most tender part of my
body..."That's right Cyndi, that's the way to treat a dirty slut who cannot
control herself"
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