Birching Miss Birch - Part Two of Three - Sex Stories

Birching Miss Birch - Part Two of Three

... birches that were about six feet apart. Darla then used a forked stick she picked up off the ground to hold the rope slightly above her head as she tightened it around one the trees. She did the same at the other tree with another piece of rope. Another piece of rope was tied to the base of each tree. “Looks like we are ready for you,” Darla said as she wrapped restraint cuffs around Maddy’s wrists and ankles. She then tied the cuffs to the ropes with some sort of a slip knot. She pulled each of the ropes taut with a heavy grunt and Maddy was stretched tightly between the trees. “You don’t have to count these,” Darla said. “I’m just going to keep whipping until you cum or beg me to stop.” With that she began swinging the whisk against Maddy’s ass and thighs. Maddy yelped slightly on the first strike, but followed that with an intake of breath that sounded more like a moan. She continued to yelp and moan as blow after blow slowly turned the flesh of her ass a very bright red. Soon she was no longer yelping, but moaning and crying out in passion with each strike. Her legs, and then her whole body, began quiver and tremble as a tremendous orgasm slowly built within her. She was now crying out “Uh, uh, uh,” with each blow and thrusting herself back almost as if she were fucking the whip as it smashed against her ass. Finally, with a scream that probably echoed for miles, she yelled out her release. For several moments she danced and thrashed in her bonds, and then hung panting ...

... and moaning, repeating softly, “Thank you, Mistress Darla. Thank you, Mistress Darla. Thank you, Mistress Darla.” “Time for a little pain to show you who’s boss,” Darla said. This time she didn’t reach into her bag, but instead her pocket. She held up a rather thick rubber band in front of Maddy’s face. “Now, you wouldn’t think that this could be very painful,” she said, “but in the right hands, and on the right place, it will really get your attention.” Darla then pulled the rubber band taut between two of her fingers and pulled one portion of the band back with her other hand. She set her fingers on either side of Maddy’s left nipple and let go. There was a loud “Snap!” followed by a much louder scream. Darla laughed, but then Maddy once again gave a deep moan as she inhaled. Darla looked at her in puzzlement and then repeated her actions on the right breast. Again there was a loud “Snap!” followed by a scream– this time not quite so loud. But the moan that followed the scream was deeper and clearer. Darla repeated her actions several times. Each time it was “Snap!” scream, moan. After a dozen or so repetitions, Maddy’s legs once again began to quiver and tremble. Eight snaps later, Maddy once again yelled out in orgasm. “Damn,” said Darla with a low laugh.“This is going to be a lot harder than I thought. I thought I could break you into being my perfectly submissive slut-slave by a combination of pleasure...” She rubbed Maddy’s clit and Maddy gave a deep moan. “... and ...