I Learn About My Sapphic Sexuality And Cane A Wilful Daughter And Her Mother. - Sex Stories

I Learn About My Sapphic Sexuality And Cane A Wilful Daughter And Her Mother.

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The first stroke seared across my unaccustomed rump. There was an instant of numbness followed by an obscene, white-hot line of pain. I had felt nothing like it, and in that instant, I understood the power of the thin cane to punish. Somehow I got through the twelve strokes, but I ‘broke the rules’ by reaching around and rubbing. At the finish, I was in floods of tears.

“Come on,” said Celia, “Let me make you feel better. I had another orgasm while I was caning you, but you were in such pain you didn’t notice.”

She wouldn’t let me lie on the bed, but put me in a kneeling position with my bum up and went to work with fingers and tongue while massaging my cane marks with the other hand.

Celia said, “Let me stay longer. The pain of the caning will decrease quickly because I used only the thin cane. You don’t know it yet, but you will probably feel so horny, and want something done about it.”

“Did you know that many of the girls, the evening after the caning, ‘help each other out’? They try to do so quietly because if the dormitory mother hears them, she comes around with a thick leather strap and gives them six strokes with it, right on top of their cane marks. I’m reliably informed it is agonising, but the girls don’t complain because some of them like it and all are afraid of what might happen if they had the nerve to complain!”

“I brought a leather strap with me. Would you like me to give you a few strokes with it on top of your cane marks? “

“Yes,” I said, “The fact of dormitory mother’s activities makes me realise I should know...