| Straight: BDSM: Bllind Love (6/10) |
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delivering it shortly. When the doorbell rang, she was to answer the door, naked as she was now, and invite the whip maker in. Suzy made no reply as I explained what she was to do. Her face showed fear and an inability to know how to respond. I took her in my arms, cuddled her and kissed her passionately. I whispered gently into her ear that she knew she must be punished to make her perfect in our relationship and that I would protect her always from coming to any harm. She was going to be given a painful cunt because she had hurt my prick, and the man who had been kind enough to help her by making the instrument of her punishment would get to see the beautiful recipient of his craftsmanship. The tension eased from her body and she kissed me back with obvious, hot excitement. I felt her cunt and it was soaking. When the doorbell rang, Suzy was already waiting and she opened it immediately, standing back from the door as she did so. I stood a few paces behind her and watched the face of Peter. He let out a silent whistle as he looked at the naked beauty standing before him with her bald cunt still pink from its earlier shaving and her own excitement. I called out, "Come in," and he quickly did so, closing the door behind him. Before he could say anything I said, "Welcome to our home, Peter. Suzy wishes to thank you for coming and for helping her with her training." Peter took the whip from his pocket. It was an amazing sight as he stood before Suzy looking her up and down, with his prick as stiff as a ramrod pushing his trousers out like a tent. He is a powerfully built man, standing more than six feet three inches tall, and he looked a giant peering down on her small, slim figure. "Suzy will take the whip and lead us to the bedroom." Suzy put out her hand in response to my words and Peter placed the whip in it as she said, "Thank you, Master," and bent her knees in a little curtsey. I had not taught her this and wondered where it came from, but I liked it. Suzy made her way to the bedroom and I gestured to Peter to come with us. Nothing was said. In the room, I took the whip from Suzy's hand and instructed her to get into position. I examined the whip, which was a light device with six thin leather thongs as I had ordered. What I did not expect was that the handle was also in leather and shaped like a fairly large dildo. It was soft, but firm to handle. The thongs were about two feet long. I struck the whip into the palm of my own hand and told Suzy that twelve strokes would be appropriate for her offence. Without any further delay, I brought the whip down directly on the oozing pink lips of her cunt. She called out, "One, Master," and her labia immediately reddened with deeper coloured marks on her pubic mound where the ends of the whip bit into the flesh. I continued without pause, delivering six strokes all around the same area before I slowed the pace and spread the strokes a little onto the very tender inner thighs. By ten strokes she was screaming as each one fell, and the whole of her cunt area was brilliantly reddened and |
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