And Then Came Dessert - Sex Stories

And Then Came Dessert

... didn’t exactly help to relieve that. After the next series of short trumpety farts, Marie finally caught on to what was happening and came round to the front. She pulled up my head by my hair and looked at me. ‘Are you laughing?’ ‘I-I’m s-sorry. I j-just…’ She dropped my head and walked back around the vaulting horse. There was a noise from inside the cabinet, then suddenly a sharp pain exploded across my ass and shot through my body like an electric current. Four more lashes of ferocious intensity cut my ass cheeks to shreds. That took care of my fit of laughter. ‘That’s for farting. You don’t ever fart, not around me, not near me, much less on me. If any farting needs to be done, I will take care of that myself. Do you hear?’ I was still cringing with pain. Being tied up didn’t make it any easier to deal with it. I made the effort to nod, but realized too late she couldn’t see that. Another lash cut through my ass. ‘I said do you hear?’ ‘Yes…’, I croaked while tears welled up in my eyes. I braced myself for more, but nothing came. Just when I relaxed, I heard the horsewhip whoosh down again. This time it did not land diagonally but vertically, right in the crack of my ass and through it onto the bottom of my balls. The pain was excruciating and I really was crying now. I lost count of how many blows I received in all, but it seemed to take no end. Every lash was harder than the previous and came accompanied by ever louder grunts from the effort she was putting into my ...

... punishment. When she stopped, she had to catch her breath before she could speak. ‘And that was for laughing.’ She came round to the front again and jerked up my head. She tapped my cheek with the tip of the horsewhip she had been flogging me with. ‘Do you still think that was funny?’ I saw her face through the haze of my tears. I shook my head, which hurt as it was hanging from my hair. ‘Is there any more of the same to come?’ I had no way of being sure, but I shook my head in fear of another beating. ‘Good.’ Without letting go of my head, she turned around, bent over and half squatted until her ass was in my face. The crotch opening of her netted pantyhose ran all the way through to the back, lining her ass crack. She didn’t seem to have much of an ass. The buttocks were thin and spread easily, exposing a rosy asshole ringed by tufts of blond curly ass hair. The next thing I knew, I was inside her ass with a long fart prattling loudly beneath my nose. I could actually feel the warm gas explode on my lips and I was breathing her foulness into my lungs. ‘Just a little reminder so you don’t forget who does the farting around here.’ My head was dropped again and Marie stepped back into her former position behind my ass. There was no forewarning this time. The moment I felt the tip of her cock on my asshole, it was rammed up my ass with a single violent thrust. If the flogging had hurt, there was no comparing to the pain that exploded inside me. I thought I would faint. I was seeing ...