Whorish American Women-Part One - Sex Stories

Whorish American Women-Part One

... a long moment to admire the body of the sexy woman and how it compares to white stallion standing in the hall of the barn nearby and watching them.

"You know you are not much different from them.” Aisah said, turning her chin towards the horse as she looked the frightened woman in the eyes. “ But don't worry I will make a decent human out of you"

She took the long buggy whip from the tack room wall and as she passed by the horse and patted his nose gently for a moment.

"Don't worry it's not for you this time"

Spinning the woman to face the post and shoving her into it.

“Lean on that post and take your first punishment like a brave woman if you can, you pathetic whore”

"Aisha no pleasee”” only came in gagged garble but she didn;t finish. The girl landed the whip on Brenda's shoulders leaving the red line on perfect white skin.

"I have to make sure you will cover your body from now on" she said as she whipped the woman going lower and lower.

Brenda was screaming and crying at first trying to make the young woman stop. She twisted and jerked until she tired out and at the end she was standing still as she could, receiving whips almost silently as she learned to comply with the young woman’s orders.

Aisha spun her around and whipped her until her body was covered in angry red lines from top to ankles and some of them welts that would leave marks for a couple of days.

Her tears were streaming and her breath calming down when the whipping was over and ...

... Ashia was telling her this was for the good of her family and herself to learn her true place in life.

Aisha smiled to herself seeing the woman’s pussy was visibly damped by the domination and physical sensations she had endured. She could see on her face the woman was excited by the humiliation and erotic nature of what she was doing to her and how she was looking at her.

Aisha had not only let her true dominant urges out in a new and exciting way of taking control of Brenda and later her smart mouth slut of a daughter too but she was also unleashing her innate sexuality on the woman. The closeness, the touching, the ways she looked at her and even how she was displaying her younger, stronger body to the older woman, Aisha was exuding a dominant sexuality that was deepening the woman’s attraction and confusion.

When she finished she untied Brenda getting in her face with a look of extreme confidence on her face and the body language like she wanted to kiss the shocked and frightened woman.

"Go to your room and get dressed properly for the day or we will do it again tomorrow and every day until you have learned something about being a proper woman.”

Brenda stood in front of her vanity putting a cooling lotion on the heat of the few still red and maybe bruising whip marks after taking a cleansing shower. Her head was still trying to wrap around the past two days and how she was feeling so confused about her own actions and reactions to what Aisha was doing and ...