The Young Apprentice (closed for AugMilf)

[AugMilf]

Arielle bit her lip. She bit her tongue. She was resolved to say nothing and let him keep lashing her but finally she could stand no more.

"More, Master. I want more! I want more than just my nipples lashed," she blurted out breathlessly.

Her chest heaved as she said the words and her pussy quivered with excitement. In fact, all of her body was trembling. She had never felt anything so wickedly intense.

"Please," she begged.

 

[DarelHute]

Bernart grinned, feeling her arousal and desire building.

"Good! You will get what you want!" he said, and slowly trailed the riding crop down her belly until it reached her pussy, slowly caressing it with its leathery tip.

Without much warning, he expertly flicked the crop over her clit, watching her reaction very closely.

"What do you want lashed, my princess? Tell me!" he asked, and then lashed her clit again.

 

[AugMilf]

She flinched and grimaced with the attack on her tender area but then began to pant heavily and shiver. She recalled Bernart's story of his wife and her encounter with the lashing and how it made her cum. Arielle thought this must be what she was about to experience. She wanted it so badly.

"I want all of my womanhood lashed, Master! Torture my pussy! Lash my ass! Flick my nipples more and beat my breasts!" she screamed at him.

 

[DarelHute]

Bernart grinned at her request, and came closer to her, rubbing her clit for a little while, and then letting go of it just when she began to enjoy it.

"Very well! You asked for it!" he said and moved behind her, picking up the flogger.

After a brief pause to add to the tension, he administered ten lashes on her tender ass, leaving uneven spaces between each lash, looking to make her shriek. After the tenth lash he came to face her and rubbed her clit for a bit, holding her gaze. As soon as he felt her leaning into his finger her let go and pinched her nipples until they were both hard. He then stepped to her right side, and primed the flogger.

"You will get ten lashes on your breasts, but only if you beg for it!" he said, waiting for her.

 

[AugMilf]

As a princess, Arielle was unaccustomed to begging for anything but she had never wanted anything so much in all her life. She knew the sting of the flogger would release the cum she wanted to feel so badly. She hesitated in consideration as the lashes wore on her backside and her clit ached for more attention.

"YES!" she screamed. "Please, I beg you. Please lash my breasts!"

 

[DarelHute]

He grinned widely at her begging, so he rubbed her soaking pussy for a bit, building up her expectation. He then took position right in front of her, and without much warning he flicked the flogger on the inside of her right breast, barely missing her nipple.

"Tell me how this feels! Be honest!" he commanded as he lashed the inside of her left breast.

Then he lashed the outside of her right, and then her left breast, making them sway each time.

"Tell me after each strike. How does it make you feel?" he asked and then he flogged the topside of her right, and then her left breast, giving her a chance to reply.

 

[AugMilf]

"Ahhh!" Arielle screamed as Bernart continued to lash her. "It feels...gulp...delicious!"

Arielle screamed again. She wanted to touch herself so badly. She cried out in between every swipe of the flogger and told Bernart how excited it was making her, how exhilarating it was, how the pain was making her crazy.

Finally, she cried, "Fuck!" and began to buck wildly against her ties. She was cumming and cumming hard.

 

[DarelHute]

Bernart straightened his body and looked at her with surprise written all over his face.

"Impressive..." it was all he could say as he moved in front of her, and gently rubbed her pussy while she squirmed in her bonds.

"You'll make a very strong queen one day!" he added while he gently caressed her pussy and her breasts as her orgasm subsided slowly.

He untied her after that, and pointed to the food.

"You should eat. You are ready to begin your traning!" he said, smiling at her, his cock throbbing.

 

[AugMilf]

Arielle slowly moved to the table and picked at the food. She eyed Bernart carefully and considered what had occurred.

"I don't understand, Master," she said. "I thought all of this was part of my training."

She swallowed a mouthful of food and stared at Bernart questioningly.

"Did I do something wrong by enjoying it so much?"

She continued to eye Bernart and couldn't help but glance at his twitching rod. She knew better than to stare at it long because he would notice. She took another swallow of food.

 

[DarelHute]

Bernart walked to the weapons panoply and picked up a slightly curved, single edged sword.

"Your training began the moment you dismounted your horse!" he said as he returned to the table and placed the sword on it. "I was referring to your sword training!" he added and sat down, taking a drink.

"And never apologize for enjoying something! Just enjoy it, even when it's unlikely! Sometimes it's the enjoyment that will get you through difficult situations!" he said and walked to his clothes, slowly putting them on.

"When you're done eating, pick up that sword carefully. It's very sharp so watch you don't cut yourself. Go to the pool, and on the edge you will find a patch of tall grass. I want you to swing your sword left to right and cut the tips of all the grass blades you see. You will have to swing as fast as you can, otherwise the grass will just bend and not be cut! When you're done, I will reward you with the four lashes on your breasts I still owe you. Questions?"

 

[AugMilf]

Shaking her head and gulping down the last of her food, Arielle reached for the sword carefully and picked it up. She nodded at Bernart as she left the table and headed to the pool. As she stood in front of the grassy patch preparing to swing, Arielle looked back to see if Bernart was watching. He wasn't. She swung the sword left to right as instructed through the grass. Unfortunately, she did not swing fast enough and the tips bent over just as Bernart had predicted. Arielle swung a second time with the same results and a third bending them even further. She turned to look back at the dwelling but still no Bernart.

Using all her might and with a scream of frustration, Arielle swung a fourth time. This time the grass was cut and she was pleased with herself. She moved to a new location and swung just as hard, let out another scream and sliced through the grass the first time. When she was finally through with the patch of grass, her arms were sore and her voice was hoarse but she felt obedient. She slowly made her way back to the hut.

"What shall I do now, Master?" she asked quietly.

 

[DarelHute]

Bernart was sitting quietly in the house, reading an old scroll when Arielle walked in, still naked, holding her sword.

"Well, first I will inspect your work, then you will get your reward!" he said as he stood, grabbing the flogger and pointing to the door, so that she would lead him back to the grass.

He followed behind her, watching admiringly as her delicious behind moved graciously with every step. He inspected each blade of grass, and smiled, turning to her.

"You've done well, Arielle! You'd be surprised how many have tried and failed the first day they attempted this task. You have real talent!" he said smiling, and then took her by the hand and lead her to a nearby tree. "Put your arms behind the tree and push your chest forward. I owe you four lashes, but you can ask for more if you wish! And you tell me how hard you want them!" he said waiting, priming his flogger.