1. Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Six


    Date: 5/12/2024, Categories: BDSM Author: JdRobbins 

    ... cumming!"

As he'd warned, my failure would result in punishment, swift and severe, and his hand cracked against my ass, heightening the pleasure of my orgasm. My cunt, his submissive cunt, flooded with juices bathing his throbbing cock in a tidal wave of cum.

"Fuck me, Master," I squealed as my orgasm carried me to untold heights of pleasure.

His hand again slammed against my ass as punishment for speaking without his permission. This slap, harder than the first, sent a twinge of pain through my quivering flesh.

He withdrew, leaving my body twitching and convulsing as I waited for my orgasm to subside.

"You failed my test," he announced.

"I'm sorry, Master," I replied, wanting to add he had set me up for failure.

"You understand the consequences of failure?" Jerry asked.

"Yes, Master," I answered.

"Are you ready to accept the punishment of failure?" He asked.

"I am, Master," I replied.

"Your punishment will be six lashes, and you will count as I administer them," he said.

I turned a little to watch as he prepared to dole out my punishment. With his flogger held at arms-length, he swung it toward me, and the leather tails cracked against my ass, sending sharp pain to my very core.

"One Master," I said as I turned my head toward the headboard again.

I heard the swift movement of his arm and the flogger as it struck me a second time.

"Two, Master," I said, tears beginning to well up in my eyes.

He cracked his tool of punishment ...
    ... against my soft flesh again.

"Three Master," I said, much quieter than before, the tears now free-flowing from my eyes.

In rapid succession, he administrated lash numbers four, five, and six, and I tried to count them, but before I could say, "Four, the next cracked against my burning flesh.

I finally announced, "Six Master long after his whip had struck my tanned ass.

I dropped my hands from the headboard and buried my face in a pillow, the tears of pain cascading directly into the pillowcase's soft material.

It felt like my ass was on fire, and I knew bright red welts had risen on my tender flesh.

My master wasn't done with me.

His strong hand grasped my wrist, pulling me from the bed. I fell to the floor, his grip the only thing keeping me from total collapse.

My tears now flowed over my cheeks, through my lips, their taste reaching my taste buds and dripping off my chin onto my tits.

With an almost satanic look on his face, Jerry said, "Suck your master's cock, cunt."

"Yes, Master," I answered weakly. I rose to my knees, dismissing some of the pressure on my stinging ass, bringing my lips in line with his throbbing cock.

His hands, those hands that had pleasured, then abused me moments before, rested on his hips. He would not participate in this final act of submission; it was up to his slave to pleasure his cock and bring him to the edge of ecstasy and beyond.

I parted my moist, tear-soaked lips and moved my head toward his raging ...
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