The Sorrority part48
what he was seeing. She held in her hand a whip, with five thick strands.
“This is the whip you will be punished with. You will be given 20 strokes
accross the abdomen and chest. Since your offenses were first time, minor
offenses, I have elected not to use the one with shards of glass in it. Do
you understand?”
Jack gulped. his erection getting so small, it seemed as if it were
trying to push itself back into his scrotum. “Yes, m-mistress,” he said, a
tremor of fear escaping his voice.
“Turn your head to face the bed again. Count the strokes, and say
‘please mistress, I beg you to whip me again.’”
Almost before Jack had his head turned, the beating began. SWISH-CRACK.
Split-second, PAIN. Jack had never been whipped before. IT HURT. He could
feel the five red welts spreading their pain through his stomach. Through
clenched teeth, “Please, mistress, I beg you to whip me again.”
“You forgot to count, slave. We’ll have to start over again.”
…End of the part48. To be continued..