The Photo Shop Ch. 63 - Sex Stories

The Photo Shop Ch. 63

... But don't forget to count backward during your punishment, or the 20 will be added after all."

She stayed silent as I hadn't asked her a direct question. This verbal intermezzo had given my arms the rest they need to resume the punishment by starting to swat her back with the flogger. She counted backward dutifully starting from 20 as requested. By the time I had finished her back matched the nice red color of her front. Before replacing the flogger with the cane, I increased the vibrations of the egg embedded in her pussy, bringing her back to the edge of an orgasm, and stopped. She was moaning and breathing hard and fast like crazy. She made no mistake aside from producing those noises so there was no need to increase her punishment.

Picking up the cane I concentrated on her pretty Brazilian butt, alternating the hits between the two cheeks, making sure they each got their fair share of attention. Slowly but surely her butt started to show very visible vicious-looking blue welts. If Beth could add similar fake ones to her back and front, I think we could fool Jack into believing I gave her the hiding of a lifetime. I planned to make it even more dramatic by taking her down to the studio for the photos and maybe even shooting a short video of me applying a bullwhip to her gorgeous body. For now, it was high time I got her started on lunch as Beth would arrive within the next 30 minutes, and I had promised her a nice meal.

Again, like the evening before, she donned ...

... the apron, and she surprised me with how efficiently she went to work in the kitchen. While she was slaving at the stove and oven, I kept on teasing her by activating the vibrating egg in her cunt. When I set it at low I didn't get much reaction from her, but when I moved it to max she made a small jump and gave me a giggle, quickly followed by some serious moaning and rapid breathing. As before, I brought her close to the edge and then stopped everything. A few times I could see she was struggling to keep from orgasming when I pushed her to or even maybe slightly over her limit, but she persevered, though sometimes just barely.

At 12 o'clock precisely, the bell rang announcing the arrival of Bethany. After a quick look at the monitor, to make sure it wasn't somebody else, I opened the front door with the remote. Beth came up carrying the big suitcase I had seen before when she was doing the make-up of the models showing Astrid's clothing lines.

"Hello Beth, I see you came prepared?"

"I only hope I can do what you want me to do, as it's been a long time since I did this kind of make-up."

"I'm sure you will dear."

"I spent most of my free time going over my books from school again to figure out how I was going to do it, but I guess I've got a pretty good idea of how to tackle the challenge."

"I knew I could count on you dear, come in and take the load off, my slave has prepared us a Brazilian feast."

Elisa turned around to look at Beth, whom, as far as I ...