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[spiritual_love]

Inga

Inga's bright blue eyes focus upon him as her mouth continues to drink the gift of his semen. She needs not to answer his questions as he knows the answers that will be given. Her heart thuds wildly within the cavity of her chest as does her head with the rush of blood. She knows what she did, what the consequences are. Goosebumps race along her flesh as she considers what she must suffer. Though her fear is great, her desire, arousal is running in second place.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Gill Bates:

As I feel your oral ministrations on my now very sensitive and slowly deflating cock, I begin to pull on the rope drawing you slowly to your feet.

I watch my cum sliding down your bound breasts and clamped nipples to drip off onto the ground under you when the long strings break. The sheen on your face and tits testament to where I'd deposited part of my spend and, to my eyes enhancing your loveliness.

While I tie off the rope to hold you where you're now stretched upright, nearly hanging from the suspension cuffs that encase your wrists and forearms, "Now what was to have been erotic pain will have to become painful punishment my lil Ingaslut. I did warn you my luscious little cocksucker."

Going to the bag, two ankle cuffs are removed and as you lift each leg in turn each ankle is secured in one of the fleece lined cuffs.

Another trip to the bag and two lengths of rope, each with a quick release on one end, two stakes and a mallet are brought out.

Each ankle cuff has a clip attached and then one at a time I pound the stakes into the ground several feet to either side of you. The mallet is replaced in the bag and you're pulled up onto your very tiptoes and the overhead rope is again tied off.

Next each leg is pulled and stretched toward the stake on its side until you're hanging without touching the ground. Your legs are spread so widely apart that I can see the tendons on the insides of your thighs stretching and the pull as opened your pussy lips exposing your drenched pink slit, your hard clitoris and your dripping cunt's mouth. Your wonderful looking and wonderfully sensitive breasts and nipples ride higher than usual on your chest from the overhead pull and you hang there in an inverted "Y" absolutely helpless and open to any and everything I may choose to do to or with you.

Returning to the bag I take out the two floggers, the light ‘warm up’ one and the one that bites, and lay them out on the ground. Next out is the bullwhip you’d packed. I look at it and eye you speculatively. It can either caress or tingle or could cut your skin into strips and flay you to the bone. Your actions preclude the first and of course the latter is totally out of the question, but there’s a lot in between that’s possible for part of your punishment.

Standing, I return to where you hang and remove your crotch rope and the toys fasted to your pussy and in your fuck holes. Now you only wear the rope halter that makes your breasts and nipples far, far more sensitive than even their normal very sensitive state.

“Inga my sweet submissive painslut and slave, this is how it will be for your punishment,” I say as I place the toys and rope next to the bag for you to lick and suck clean when your punishment is over. “First the warm up flogger over all of your body. The biting flogger, to set all of your stimulated and heightened nerves dancing and writhing will follow it.
“As I use them know that the bullwhip will follow the last flogger and parts of you will bear welts for several days as a partial reminder of our Hunt and your disobedience. When I’ve finished whipping where I’ve chosen to welt, you’ll learn the final part of your punishment, either before or after, I’ve fucked you where and as I wish.”

As I pick up the floggers, I watch your eyes to read what’s there as well as how you move so I know full well what you’re feeling and anticipating. Our years together have made ‘reading’ one another rather easy. Also knowing how you thrill to pain gradually administed and what a wild sexual animal it turns you into makes my assessment easier.

One at a time the impliments of your punishment are presented to your lips for your kiss and request for your lesson in obedience to be taught to a disobedient slut and slave.

 

[spiritual_love]

Inga

Inga listened as Mr. Bates spoke. Her heart raced a mile a minute. She knew what she had accepted the very moment she had decided to draw his seed into her throat. The taste still lingered in the wet hole of her mouth. Her flesh gleamed with the shining cum clinging to her body.

Wide blue eyes watched him carefully, relaying her understanding of his words and of what was to come. She knew that she would be "warmed up", used, and punished as he desired. The ache in her stretched legs was just beginning. Her cunt was opened, total access given to anyone or anything that wanted to violate the creamy slit.

Her lips pursed with the presentation of each implement of punishment , of pleasure. She gave them her loving, submitting kiss as she braced herself for her owner's harsh use.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Gill Bates:

And it begins. The soft warm up flogger whispers as it passes through the air to land with a *Splat!* across your upper back. Next is just below and over lapping and so it continues slowly and methodically until I've reached your calves. Then all the way back up again.

An added advantage of ambidextarity, the soft flogger moves to the other hand and I pick up the biting flogger that will truly begin your punishment and leave lines of welts behind where I choose for them to be by swinging harder.

Now I'm prepared to use both hands. Softer flogger to the front of your body where you can see it being swung and the biter to your back side.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Bump for SL so it won't be lost when she's feeling better.