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Continued…
Lady Charlotte fussed around, arranging Samantha’s clothing for some time until she was satisfied. She then ran her hand lightly up Samantha’s bare thigh and gently caressed her bottom.
“Mmmhhh! You do have such a lovely and very spankable bottom, young lady,” Charlotte purred. “Most of the strap marks seem to have disappeared from your earlier punishment. Very interesting! Perhaps I didn’t strap you hard enough? However, that’s not really an issue as I much prefer a blank canvas on which to work! Needless to say, I have no intention of leaving your bottom unmarked with the cane, so prepare yourself. This is going to be an exemplary thrashing you’ll not forget in a hurry!”
Breathing heavily, Samantha then bent further forward across the soft suede of the horse, grasping the front legs tightly, trying to prepare herself for what she fully anticipated would be an excruciatingly painful experience.
Lady Charlotte took up position on Samantha’s left side, admiring the view of her maid’s fully exposed rear – the long, slender thighs leading up to a very pert set of rounded buttocks.
Without further ado, she raised the cane and brought it down across the trembling cheeks with a little flick of her wrist…
SWISH!
THWACK!
Samantha felt the hot stinging burn seconds later, kicking up her left leg and squealing loudly. God, how that cane hurt compared to her ladyship’s hand and tawse!
Before she could catch her breath, Charlotte whipped in another stroke…
SWISHHH!
THWACKKK!
Samantha squealed loudly again and kicked up her left foot, her drawers ending up wrapped around her right ankle.
“YEOWHHHHHH!”
A look of unadorned pleasure spread across Lady Charlotte’s face. One down and many more strokes to come! She tapped the cane lightly across Samantha’s twitching buttocks, as she watched the first of many red tramlines develop across the centre of each cheek. She was in heaven!
As Samantha glanced round, trying to see when the next stroke might be delivered, she noticed the look of pleasure and arousal on her Mistress’ face. She was most definitely getting a thrill out of caning her bottom. Inexplicably, Samantha felt a thrill of sexual arousal shoot through her own body. What was happening to her? How could she get ‘turned on’ by having her bottom thrashed by this beautiful, naked woman? And yet she was being turned on, just as when she had been spanked and strapped! She could feel her juices trickling down her inner thighs.
Almost involuntarily, Samantha pushed her bottom up higher inviting her Mistress to cane her again. Charlotte beamed as she noted this small but significant submissive gesture. She raised the cane again and brought it down even harder than the first two strokes, right across the tender area at the base of Samantha’s bottom where her cheeks met her thighs.
SWISHHHH!
THWACKKKK!
“YEOWHHHHHH” screeched Samantha, both legs kicking up off the floor as she desperately tried to absorb the stroke, her drawers still dangling precariously from her ankle.
And so the caning proceeded relentlessly, Samantha’s bottom writhing and squirming in a most obscene fashion. After each stroke, her buttocks clenched, seemingly in an attempt to squeeze the sting out of them. Then her cheeks relaxed and she seemed to almost raise her bottom up, willingly proffering it to Charlotte’s cane. The pain was excruciating, but each successive stroke seemed to bring Samantha fresh pleasure of an increasingly arousing nature! Her yelps and cries were replaced by loud moans of pleasure as she felt herself being whipped steadily towards a imminent orgasm. She wanted to cry out ‘harder, harder’, but somehow realised that her Mistress knew exactly what she needed and required no further encouragement.
In turn, Charlotte’s eyes were riveted on the girl’s writhing, wriggling buttocks as she painted more and more angry red lines across those once smooth, soft, milky white surfaces of flesh. She reached down with her free hand as she continued to cane Samantha. She felt between her own legs, as she realised that own juices were running down thighs, just like she could see Samantha’s juices steadily trickling down! Charlotte felt no inhibitions about pleasuring herself and began to rub herself as she whipped the cane in again and again, losing count. She heard a gradual change in her maid’s vocal reactions to the cane from cries of pain to cries of pleasure. She whipped on in a frenzy of growing excitement.
SWISHHH! THWACKKK!
SWISHHH! THWACKKK!
SWISHHH! THWACKKK!
Several times, Charlotte walked over to Samantha’s right side and held the cane in her left hand (being ambidextrous!), so that she could bring the cane tip down more effectively on Samantha’s left buttock to ‘even up the score’!
SWISHHH! THWACKKK!
SWISHHH! THWACKKK!
SWISHHH! THWACKKK!
Finally, she slowed the pace, but started to whip in as hard as she could to bring the caning to a conclusion for them both…
SWISHHHH!
NOTE…. This was my first time in my new studio, and ended up with quite a story. Samantha is a Domme, but agreed to take two strokes of the cane to finish the story…
And what happens? They ended up being the darkest two photos!!!!
Anyway, I have adjusted brightness and contrast, they are an bit grainy but….to conclude….
THWAAAAAAACK!!!
‘Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeooooowwwwwwww!”
Swiiiiish!
Crack!
“YEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWOOOOOOHHHHHHH!”
Thank you Samantha, I could see they hurt!
THE END
Asa’s Note….hopefully it will be Kate next!
