A Summer of Submission Pt. 08 - Sex Stories

A Summer of Submission Pt. 08

... would be adorable if it didn't mean pain for me. She handed it to me and I looked at it skeptically.

"Lovely ma'am," I said grimacing as I handed it back.

"Julie, don't look so uncomfortable. You know I would never cause real pain. It's just for play. Well, not entirely. Master and I have not really dealt with your very brazen topping after the visit to our friends. We knew you were seriously horny from watching the Mika and Mathieu show as we were, I might add. However it didn't entirely excuse the way you dragged us into bed that night. We would have taken care of you anyway but you were leading and that's not your role. So now we are going to administer some mild punishment."

In truth, I had pushed them into sex and I knew I was pushing the boundary of submission that night, but that was a few days ago and I thought I had gotten away with it. Now I was going to receive my punishment. But how come my core was tingling with need? I knew under my clothes my sex was getting wet.

"Julie, take off your clothes. Sam help me with the cuffs. We can do this here in the sunroom today." Usually it was their bedroom as the place they would typically tie my wrists to the hook in the ceiling and then Marika would punish me or deliver a play whipping, if there really was such a thing. I obeyed by taking my clothes off which was simply my sundress and panties. I rarely wore a bra when with them.

"Julie, lean over the end of the chair. Can you hold position there or do we ...

... need to tie your cuffs to the leg?" The stuffed chair she was referring to was very padded and I thought I could be good and take it while leaning over the arm rest.

"I'll try Ma'am. I'm a bit frightened of the crop just so you know.

"Oh, and Ma'am I have my friend visiting later today and I'm not sure about marks on my body." With that I leaned over and raised my ass up.

"Okay, Pet. No marks outside of your ass." Oh wow, how considerate I grimaced, waiting for the first strike.

Marika enjoyed gently massaging and squeezing my rear before getting down to business. This gentle treatment ended with the first slap of her hand. That was followed by more spanks which was Marika's way of warming me up for the more serious punishment. And that followed soon. Picking up the crop she first asked if I was ready. I gasped an okay and the first stoke of the crop landed. I yelped in pain and surprise and my legs shook. That really hurt. Marika brushed her hands over the red line the crop had inflicted. I believe she was trying to assess the pain it caused. The next and then the next followed in quick succession. I started making unintelligible noises that conveyed the discomfort I was feeling. Suddenly, there was a shriek from the open doorway. I spun my head around and there was Aubrey standing in the entrance, her hand over her mouth. Her eyes were bulging out at the lurid scene in front of her. All of us froze in place, transfixed by the moment.

My friend then gasped out, ...