Olivia held Pamela’s head in her lap and stroked her hair, she sat there looking at the welts on her arse and wanted to touch them to see if they felt as hot as they looked. She also wanted Pamela to turn around so that she could come in her mouth neither of which was going to happen. She continued to stroke her hair and held on to her while she sobbed quietly. Olivia was in awe of her that she had handled it so well. The crop was made of thick cable wire rather than the usual leather or plastic. Olivia had thought she was going to die with the pain the first time the woman had used it on her.
Even although it had hurt worse than anything Olivia had ever felt before there was a part of her that yearned for the place that it took her to. None of the woman’s other crops, whips or paddles did that; they would take her so far but not to that place where she needed help to come back to herself from. As she thought of it Pamela groaned and she moved down the bed and wrapped herself around the front of her body. Pamela opened her eyes and looked straight into Olivia’s eyes and began to cry the tears flowing freely with no noise, her eyes open staring into her very being.
Olivia kissed her then she couldn’t help herself, she was meant to be watching her and keeping her from falling back into herself but she wanted her, she wanted her inside she wanted her to make her come. Pamela groaned into her mouth and at the same time held her by her sex which was already throbbing. Her juices began to run down her inner thighs as Pamela began to fuck her slowly still crying and holding her gaze. Olivia felt the tears begin to painfully prick at her own eyes as Pamela slowly pushed on her g spot, as she did so Olivia found herself slipping. “Come for me Olivia.” Pamela whispered and she did immediately.
As they lay there holding one another Olivia gingerly touched Pamela’s welts and squeezed her with her other arm every time she flinched until she stopped flinching and she could bare being touched. Eventually Olivia could run her fingers over the welts there and as she did so feel how big they were. As she was about to run her fingers around Pamela’s hip they both jumped when the heard the word again. They both jumped from the bed and went running.
As they reached the woman’s room they knew what it was for, it was Olivia’s turn. “Go and get the bench beautiful it’s time for your punishment.” Olivia scampered next door to get the bench her heart thumping with excitement and fear. She was already part the way there, the woman’s voice was enough to start her down that track. She ran back with the bench laid it down and placed herself over it in front of the bed where the woman could easily reach her if she sat on the bottom of the bed. “Very good Olivia, very good”
The woman moved down the bed and sat there looking at her for a moment before turning her attention to Pamela who was standing there but upon noticing the woman looking at her fell to her knees with her head bowed swiftly and softly. “Oh that was very well done Pamela, I do hope you did not hurt yourself too much as I do know how tender how you must be feeling right now?” Without raising her head Pamela shook her head and whispered softly “no ma’am”.
The woman began to hit her without any warning but Olivia looked ready for it and said thank you at each and every hit and made no noise in between. She stopped after five large welts were apparent on her bottom and helped her to her feet and helped her lie down on the bed and lay beside her. “Come join us Pamela” Pamela lay on the bed at the other side of the woman and covered them all with the quilt. “I want you to make her come in your mouth Pamela it will help bring her back” Pamela got up and went to the bottom of the bed where she lifted back the quilt from Olivia she didn’t know how she was going to do this without hurting her as she couldn’t let her lie on her back as it would hurt too much. She squeezed up between them both with her back to the woman and managed to find enough space to put her mouth around Olivia’s mound and begin to suck.
She could feel the woman begin to kiss Olivia and her respond to them both, her juices begin to run into Pamela’s mouth and she felt her whole body begin to vibrate with an orgasm. When she stopped Pamela did not move she just lay there holding on to Olivia and laying against the woman her welts pressed against her pubic bone and she had never felt happier.
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