Pain and Pleasure - Sex Stories

Pain and Pleasure

... suffering. My nipple was squeezed for several seconds before Eva let go. Next moment I felt my other nipple between her finger and thumb and the inevitable pain as she squeezed hard again. Very hard. I cried out once more, feeling helpless. Of course I knew that was how my staff felt when they got the rough end of my tongue. They had to accept my wrath. Just as I was accepting Eva’s domination of me. “Bend over that horse, girl,” Eva snapped. My nipples were still tingling as I looked at the horse. Shaken out of my erotic aura I went over to it. I looked at the horse close-up. For a moment too long. Eva stomped over to me and pulled me by the arm until I saw her glaring at me. She didn’t say anything. She just put her hand on my cheek, and with a smirk pulled her hand back and slapped me again around the face. I gasped and as I focussed on Eva again I saw her hand pulled back and once again she slapped my face. I cried out and again as I opened my eyes her hand slapped my face a third time. “Do as I say, girl. Get over the horse,” Eva snapped. I quickly bent down across the horse. As my arms dangled I felt a hard spank on my bottom. “Lie still as I tie you down, girl,” Eva ordered. I was sniffing back tears as Eva tied the leather clasp around each wrist, and others around each ankle. I couldn’t move I realised. Well maybe an inch but no more. I looked up and saw Eva had picked up a cane. One with a hooked handle. She left my line of vision and stood behind me. I felt the ...

... cane tapped on my bottom. My mind was buzzing. If the hairbrush hurt so much what would the cane be like. Seconds later I found out as I heard the swish, felt the cane slice in to my bare skin, and then the pain spread across my bottom. Right across it. I screamed out in pain. I wanted to cry out for Eva to stop. I didn’t though. A moment later the second stroke sliced across my bottom. I couldn’t understand why it hurt so much. That was until Eva said with a sarcastic tone, “I do enjoy multiple strokes. A break between strokes just isn’t a punishment, is it?” I sobbed at the words unable to speak and cried as the cane sliced in to my bottom time again. Six strokes without a gap. When a break did occur I felt Eva’s fingers again between my thighs. I couldn’t move my legs but was starting to relax as her fingers ran along my pussy lips. “So wet,” Eva cooed. I started to groan with delight as her fingers pressed against my pussy lips and started their journey inside me. I felt I was close to cumming when Eva said firmly, “Enough,” and removed her fingers. I felt the cane whisk between my thighs and it stung. It hurt more when the cane was flicked upwards against my pussy lips. That hurt and aroused me at the same time. More, more, I wanted to scream now but was scared that if I showed too much delight she would stop. I still felt Eva’s fingers inside me but at the same time the cane was whisked against my bottom. There was so much pain on my bottom while my pussy sang with ...