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Husband's revenge

... against her and held there once more. Twice more Jim repeated the cruel trick, but the fourth time she heard the thin whistle of displaced air as the cane sailed toward her and the loud crack as the flexible rattan bit savagely into her backside. Despite the repeated blows to her front, Linda was completely unprepared for the smart of the cane and she was f***ed forwards from the intensity of the sting, only to have to shuffle back as the strain on her arms became too much. Screaming into the gag in her mouth, she once again felt the cane patiently sit on her ass before it was lifted off and then brought crashing back down slightly above where the previous blow landed. Watching her dance as the second stroke landed, Jim noticed happily that sharp red lines were already forming on her rounded flesh. Swinging the instrument again, he gazed with satisfaction as he saw her backside ripple with the contact and reveled in the anguished cry it wrought from the bound girl as she shuffled her feet to the pain. As the third line was just beginning to appear, Jim struck again; this one aimed at the tops of her thighs, and grinned happily as the sting momentarily caused her to lose balance. Measuring his strokes, Jim delivered several more blows, each horizontal to the one previously until her entire ass was decorated with a series of angry red lines and the girl's head was hanging as she sobbed with pain and anguish. Just as she thought that the blows to her backside had stopped, Jim ...

... swung once more so that the cane landed diagonally across her cheeks and caused the fire in her buttocks to reignite with incredible ferocity. Not being able to hold back the cry, she shrieked with the shock of the final below and continued her uncontrollable sobbing as Jim finally walked away and placed the cane back on the table. Unable to do anything else, she hung there limply and focused on the dull ache from the whip to her front and the acute sting of the cane to her backside. "Quite a show, Linda," John said as he surveyed his wife. Her jeans and panties were tangled around her shoes holding her feet together while the creamy white of her calves and lower thighs were in stark contrast to the light red skin that ran from her mid-thighs right up her exposed torso and ended somewhere around her breasts. Her hair still loose around her shoulders, saliva dripped from around the red ball inside her mouth, while tear lines ran down her cheeks below her red eyes. He couldn't see behind her, but from watching the blows of the cane and her reaction to each blow he knew that her ass would also be a sea of fiery red. "Mike, Jim," John continued, "I think she's warmed up sufficiently, don't you?" In response, Mike walked over to wall where the rope was tied and slowly undid the knot that was holding Linda taught. As the rope provided slack, Linda's gasped as her arms were lowered and bl**d started returned to her strained limbs and shoulders. Whimpering, she started massaging her ...