Jodie's Slaves Part Two - Sex Stories

Jodie's Slaves Part Two

... moment to admire my work...I took more pictures too. Then I knelt beside her. “ I told you yesterday that as much as I like to torture these lovely tits, they would be sore today and have no lasting marks other than this little tiny scab from the bite. I have studied up on how to torture and not leave marks.”

Running my hand over her backside made us both shiver.

"Is the hay chafing your breasts?" I asked breathlessly. She nodded. "I bet it is irritating your mound, too. Wiggle your hips as much as you can, can you feel the hay poking at you?" She nodded again and I put my hand on her ass, stopping her movement and pressing her more firmly into the hay before reaching between her legs and dipping into her pussy. She was so wet! I got three fingers well lubricated and came back to her head, sticking my fingers into her mouth.

"Suck, Barb, taste how slutty you are. You are really a pathetic little fucktoy " As she sucked on my fingers I explained the next step. "I am going to give you ten smacks with the crop. Each one will be harder than the last. Nobody is around so you may cry or scream as much as you want, but I am not going to stop until you have taken all ten. And you are going to count them. Ready?" I raised the crop and brought it down just on the lover curve of her right butt cheek, so elegantly raised for me. I hadn’t been very easy on her, a red mark blossomed in the place. SHe cried out, but it was not really a scream. I snatched a handful of her hair and ...

... pulled her head up.

“What was that?” I asked threateningly.

“One,” she gasped. I brought the crop down on the other cheek, harder, the red line was darker this time, more pronounced, beautiful…

“Ahh….t...two,” she cried. I lost control for a minute. She was so gorgeous when obeying my commands. Three four and five came in rapid succession before I could rein myself in. I stopped for a second, tracing those beautiful marks with my fingertips. Brenda shuddered and a wave of feeling flooded through me.

“It hurts very badly, doesn’t it?” I asked, “But you can do it, Barb. You are going to do it. We are halfway through, but the easy part is over…”

I widened my stance and swung from the shoulder, swinging through the target like I had seen a guy explain on a golf tutorial once. Brenda screamed this time and my heart sped up, dampness filling my core.

“Six,” she counted obediently when she could breathe again.

“That one is going to leave a mark,” I remarked casually, but I felt anything but casual. I was nearly orgasming just watching her writhe beneath the crop! Seven and eight put me into a sort of frenzy and I discovered I was talking to her.

“Yes! Yes, like that! Oh your ass cheeks just quiver with reaction! They are so red, almost purple. Scream again Barb, scream for me!” I gave her the ninth and tenth blows, waiting only for her to count them before dropping the crop onto the floor.

“I have other plans for the day and don’t have time to untie you so ...