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Husband's revenge

... helplessly as the strands of the whip sailed through the air towards her naked front. She heard the whistling followed by the crack of the leather striking her skin before she felt the impact, but when it came she shrieked with the shock of what felt like a thousand bee stings across her belly and breasts. Her breath coming in short, sharp rasps, she looked up again just in time to see Mike let fly a second time and she tensed her stomach muscles as the pain came again, once again striking her in her midsection. As the strands hugged her body before lazily falling away for the second time, she looked up toward her husband to appeal to him but he just smiled and watched calmly as Mike lashed her a third time, this time the lower cords striking her upper thighs and groin. As the fourth and fifth blows rained in, Linda lost count of the number of times she was struck by the whip, but she was acutely aware of the pain of each lash as it connected with her sensitized skin and each additional strike had her dancing on her toes and shrieking behind her gag. After what seemed like an age, she saw Mike deliver one last blow concentrated on her taught belly and then mercifully he stopped and walked over to the table and put down the cat. Looking down at herself, Linda saw that her skin was ablaze with a red glow that started at her thighs and reached up to her breasts. In places, individual lines were apparent - most notably across her breasts and mid-thighs where the whip had struck ...

... infrequently - but her belly seemed to simply radiate heat with a dull ache from the multiple blows. Sobbing gently, she tried to steady herself, realizing that she was swaying gently on her toes. "Thank you, love," Mike grinned at her. "I'd been looking forward to that ever since you called." He gestured to his partner, "You're up then, Jim." Linda watched with foreboding as she saw the second man push off from the wall he'd been leaning on and run his fingers over several of the assorted instruments on the table. Taking his time, he selected a cane and swished it through the air a few times, testing the flex in the rod. As she once again started to ineffectively plead behind the gag, Jim walked up to her and ran the tip of the cane up and down her belly and breasts causing her to shudder involuntarily. Stepping behind her, he grabbed her jeans and panties and worked them further down her legs until they bunched around her ankles. "That'll stop you kicking out too much," he spoke for the first time as he rested the cane against her naked backside. Tears started falling down her cheeks as Linda felt her jeans pushed down to her shoes, exposing even more of her to her captors. As she felt the cane rest on her ass, she bunched her hands into fists around chain of the cuffs, trying to steel herself against the pain that she knew would come. Her whole body taught, she tensed herself when she felt the cane leave her skin but the blow never came, instead she felt it gently tapped ...