Saya's Week - Tuesday: Fraying Jenna - Sex Stories

Saya's Week - Tuesday: Fraying Jenna

... stayed cold. "Pain makes your meat softer, thats it. And you will get quite a good dose of it. But first we need to raise your pain threshold, so you wont blank out while cooking. By the way, are you into girls, Jenna?" She couldn't grasp what she just heard. This was only a bad dream... "No, I'm not. Not that I didn't try, the caretakers at boarding school made sure that I had no boys around me, so... oh my god, thats all part of it, isn't it? Are virgins more... valuable?" Claire simply nodded. "You will get used to girls over the course of the next few days. But lets start." With a swift motion, Claire brought Jenna to her knees and fastened the T-frame to the ground, so the girl was bend over on all fours. Then she extracted something out of shelf, a device wich looked like a multi tailed whip, but it had to many tails to be counted, and they were made of thin leather stripes about one finger broad. "Thats a flogger. Good for beginning." said Claire and went behind the girl. Then, after a fast, sizzling sound, Jenna felt the impact on her butt. It was like being slapped, only the pain transformed after the hit into a burning sensation, but it was moderate and bearable. Ten strikes later she realized that Claire had just started low, for she was strinking harder and harder now. Tears formed in Jenna's eyes, she clenched her teeth, and after three more hits the pain won over her dignity, and she screamed her pain out. It felt like hours, but it lasted on 5 minutes. Claire ...

... removed the T-frame from the sobbing girls who lied on the cold marble floor, shaking. Jenna wasn't able to move only on finger without beeing answered by aching pain. The redhead went down to her heels, so her triangle rested on Jenna's stomach, and bent over her, grasping her head by her hair, almost gentle. She lowered her face over the sobbing girl and put a soft, probing kiss on her lipps. Then, she gradually forced her tongue over and kissed her deep and long. Jenna could see and feel the desire in Claires look, but she didn't gave in because of that. Her mind was just filled to the top with disbelief and the strongest pain she ever felt, and it was this small bit of compassion she cried for. To Claire, who exactly know what she was doing to her victim, it was just a bit of calculation and lust. She released herself from the girl and said firmly: "We need to get on." Then she put the flogger to its use again, striking the breasts and hips of the meatgirl, which tried to escape the blows by rolling and moving, only exposing her side and arms to the mercyless leather strips of her tormentor. Claire avoided hitting the face or the pussy of Jenna, but one blow found its way to her cheek, and the howling and screaming peaked to a new height. When the pain on her front wasn't bearable any longer, Jenna rolled over, but her swollen skin on the back responded even more to the assault, she even got on her feet and moved one step before giving away to the agony and sinking to the ...