The sweet Bluebird's spiked whip - Sex Stories

The sweet Bluebird's spiked whip

Noenoe was slapping me. From right, from left. Then from right, from left again. After each couple of slaps i kissed her punishing hands. I was kneeling on sharp gravel, naked, with my wrists tied together behind my back. My cheeks and lips started swelling. My knees were hurting badly. So were my tied wrists. And my mouth, too, colliding continually with my teeth. And so was my tongue, which i was biting sharp in my effort not to wail with pain. "Well, filthy bitch", Noenoe said after a very hard couple of slaps, 'do you deserve it? Say." "Yes, deeply respected Miss", I answered without hesitation."I deserve it all and much more. And i am grateful for my chastisement." I was being punished because i dropped a bottle of whiskey and it went into fragments, its precious content going out on the ground. "OK, I continue beating you. But i will use an implement." She produced a riding crop, nicknamed by her as Lilith. It is the name of a female demon. I was punished with it before. She cracked it in the air, then cracked it across my bare breasts. I moaned. "Well, bitch, how do you like it?" she smiled cruelly. "I like it, deeply respected Miss, because I deserve it." "Kiss it, then." I kissed the thong at the end of the instrument, feeling lustful submission. I was still beaten when somebody entered the room. It was the little Bluebird. "Hi", she stormed inside breathless, "are you punishing the she-monkey, Noenoe? How sweet. May I help, please?" I got here by the decision of ...

... my college schoolmates, who told me how pleasant my life will be with the Hagarch f****y, and how i need this rest. What they didn't tell me was that all members of the f****y were sadists. Not dangerous sadists who kill you, but innocent sadists who enjoy whipping you or making you kneel on chick peas. But they were, and i learned to endure their lustful punishments. I let them torture me and humiliate me, and the pleasure was mutual. "Well, bitch", Noenoe said benevolently, "I think you suffered enough. You don't need Blueabird's spiked whip on your naked body." "Oh, well", the little lady said in disappointment, "I would like to whip the she-monkey, you know. Please let me punish her. She did a big harm." "Quite unintentionally, darling." "Oh no! It must have been fully intentional. She is a wicked bitch." Bluebird is a very sweet girl, but now she craved to beat me very passionately. "Darling, if i thought she did the harm intentionally, you would be free to whip her till she swoons,and she would spend the night in the dog kennel tied up. Tomorrow she would be whipped again three times, and would spend the whole day without food or drink." "Good! Please make her suffer, Noenoe!" The little Bluebird's eyes shined in a happy light. One could see how the sweet girl would enjoy to torture me. I was enchanted by her enthusiasm. "Not possible, dear", Noenoe said. "She did the harm quite unintentionally. She did not mean it. Did you, she-monkey?" I looked at the little girl, who ...