Justine's dark side

CHAPTER TWO

Whhhippp!!!

"Ohhhh!"

I couldn't believe the searing pain that shot through me just then!

It was as if the whip were on fire, and had teeth, and was trying to rip my skin off!

It was just too much to take!

I felt my entire body shudder and then ripple. I knew I was putting on a show for Clifford, but I couldn't help that… I mean, he had me right where he wanted me, didn't he…

He had me stripped and scored and dressed in sexy under things that left nothing to the imagination!

My bare ass… the ass that other men begged to kiss with their lips, in the vain hope of getting me to spread for them, was his for the asking…

And I loved it!

I loved the way he was taking me!

That was the crazy thing.

Oh, it hurt… don't make any mistake about that!

It hurt like a motherfucker, but there was nothing I could do about it.

And because of that… precisely because of that, I was consigned to have to like it… to take as much as he could give me…

One thing I was determined to do, though, was not give in.

I wasn't going to let him make me kiss that whip!

No sir!

I had my pride!

I wasn't going to…

Whhhippp!!!

Crraaaackkk!!!

Smmaaackkk!!!

"Ohhhh… God…"

Again and again he came down across my ass, making me jump and quiver with the kind of pain and sorrow that only a man with a whip who was very well experienced at it could know how to extract from a poor but gorgeous woman like me!

I mean, he was whipping me across both cheeks, at the same time, letting that hot leather take it's toll on me…

And the more he did it, the more I knew I was in for it…

I just couldn't take much more…

I really couldn't…

And then…

Finally, I felt him stopping.

Was that it?

Had I made it?

Had I actually been able to get through it?

I couldn't believe it!

And with good reason.

Because this was only the first break.

Now, still from behind, he grabbed my hair and yanked my head back.

"Are you ready to kiss it? Are you?" I didn't say anything.

He rubbed the whip lightly along my face, on the right side, still from behind.

"I'm waiting for an answer."

"No," I said, and waited for the consequences… They weren't long in coming.

Whack!

Smack!

Craaaackkk!

Whhhhippppp!!

It was incredible!

Now, he was working down the backs of my legs, thoroughly touching up my thighs, and making me cringe and twist with pain…

And delight…

But I didn't think I was going to be able to take much more.

Each slash was like a bite of teeth.

It hurt so much I thought I was going to lose it…

Just lose it…

No more…

I didn't want anymore.

How silly of me!

I'd had my chance…

I should have listened to him.

I should have let him let me kiss the whip when I could have…

Now, I knew he was going to continue until I was whipped and bloody…

And filled with pain.

Slowly, he came around to the front, so that I could see his face…

And it was on fire!

He had a slick smirk on his face, and his skin was starting to sweat from all the work he was being forced to do…

And still, I was having to take still more… He was going to do me in the front now!

"No… please… I'll… kiss it… I'll kiss it…" He put his mug right up to mine. I could smell the faintly sour breath of a man who was hard at work.

"Oh, you'll kiss it all right… you'll kiss it and beg to… but not until I give you another chance…"

He stepped back now and looked at my naked body in front of him.

He licked his tongue across his lips. And I could see that sheathed cock of his bouncing up and down with expectation.

He had me!

And I was scared!

But also incredibly turned on!

I'd never felt the lash before, or anything close to it, and it was making me… feel… like I'd never felt before…

So incredibly… vivid!

Yes…

That was the word!

Vivid!

Every nerve in my body felt more alive than it ever had before…

And the charge off of that was something to be savored.

Because it was my sex nerves also that were coming to life…

I could feel it in my pussy…

The bubbling caldron of sexual desire… starting to rise and gurgle…

And he knew it…

He knew that with the expertise he was wielding with his lash, he was working me at a frenzy.

"Please… please… oohhh… Please…"

"What," he said, coming up close again.

"No more… please… I'll do anything…"

"Will you kiss my whip?"

"Yes… ohh… yes… gladly… I'll do it gladly…"

He was smiling again.

"All right… then let's see you make good on your word… go on… kiss it… kiss it and make it feel better…"

I did just as he asked.

He bent the hot leathery snake once more in his hands and held the bowed part up to my mouth.

I parted my hot lips and began to kiss… to lick it with my tongue and to gently press it with my mouth…

And I knew I was getting to him…

I just knew it…

And he knew the same about me… that he was getting to me… that he was making me crazy…

And both of us were really turned on by it! Really turned on!

"Yes… give it your tongue… that's it… give it lots of your tongue… good… that's good…"

I licked at the whip, and was surprised to find that I actually was enjoying doing it.

I wanted to please him, there was no doubt about that, but I was also very definitely getting off on what it tasted like, knowing full well that this hot lash had taken it's toll on my smooth, creamy skin and had taught me what for!

"That's good… very good…"

He pulled it away from my mouth, and put it aside.

Then he came back up to me.

"Well, have you learned your lesson?"

"Yes…"

"And are you willing to submit to me?"

I didn't know what he was talking about!

What did he mean, submit? I thought it was all over now…

But it wasn't.

And as if to prove to me that it wasn't, he started to put his hands in places that he had no business touching!

Like on my pussy!

Smiling, as if he'd just come from a nice walk in the park, he took his fingers and jammed them up into my pussy… three of them… three fingers cupped and pressed together…

And stuffed into my cunny!

"Ohhhhh…"

I couldn't believe it.

He had fat fingers, and they were filling me from wall to wall… every inch of the inside of my cunny… all the way… all the way up to my womb… and I thought if he pushed much further I'd be tasting his fingers in my mouth…

So good…

It was so good…

I was humping and thrusting my hips at him, and he took it for a signal that I was loving this kind of rough treatment…

And of course I was…

I was loving it.

I couldn't believe that my legs were tied and spread and that I had no choice but to go along with this…

And so, because I had no choice, and since my body was already quite toasty from the whip, and all of it had added up to making me incredibly horny, I had no excuse for the way I was egging him on with my sighs and heaves.

"You like it, don't you, bitch…"

I tossed my head from side to side.

"Yes… ohhhh… yes… I… like it… ohhh…"

"Good… because you're going to take a lot more…"

"Ohhhh…"

"What am I doing to you?"

"Ohhhh…"

"Tell me… you better tell me if you know what's good for you…"

"Fingering… fingering my pussy…"

"And do you like it?"

"Ohhhh…"

The room was filled with the smacky smacky sounds of his fingers against my juiced up innards.

"I asked you a question…"

"Jesus… I like it… I like it… I love it… ohhhh God… I love it… yes… I love it…"

Now, he seemed to be satisfied, at least for the moment…

As he continued to frig me…

Now he used this thumb against my ditty, while the other three middle fingers of his hand continued to make butter out of my pussy juice…

And all the while he watched my face.

The cad!

He knew that was where all the action was…

He knew that was the most naked part of me…

My face was covered with a cool, beaded sweat, and my mouth was half open from pure lust.

My pink tongue was drenched, and my mouth was watering…

He watched me go through the paces of a good frigging…

The frigging he himself was administering to me. And I loved it!

"Ohhh… aaahhh… ooooohhhhh…"

"It feels so good, doesn't it…"

"Ohhhhhh…"

"You want to come, don't you…"

"Yyyyessss…"

"Are you going to…"

"Ohhhh…"

"Tell me… when…"

"I'm going to… I'm… going… to…"

"Now?"

"Yyyeess… I'm going to…"

And it was just at that point he decided to remove his fingers from me…

All at once!

I couldn't believe this move… this man… this behavior!

He was about to get me off…

I guess I mean he was about to let me off… to give me the relief I so dearly sought…

And then he took his hand away…

And it was almost too much for me to bear…

I just couldn't stand it…

I was begging him now…

"Please… don't… don't do that… like that… please… don't…"

"What's the matter, Justine?"

He was talking to me as if I were a little child! I couldn't believe the nerve of this man!

"Get… get me off… please… get me off… please…"

"Not yet," he said, softly.

"Why… ohhh… why…"

And then, it was like a dam breaking.

I couldn't stand any more.

He'd done it.

He'd broken me down…

Weakened my defenses.

Gotten to me.

And I didn't care.

Or rather, I did care, but I cared the right way.

Because I knew now that my first instincts about him had been correct.

He was gorgeous, and he knew what he was doing in bed.

In bed of a sort, of course.

At last, here was a man who was going to be able to take control of me.

Here was a man I was going to be able to be a slave to…

Happily…

A slave who would be willing and eager to learn everything from him…

God, how I wanted that…

How I really wanted it…

So bad…

I knew that I'd happily do anything he wanted of me… without the least bit of complaint, as long as he taught me the darker side of his sexuality… as long as he showed me the way to heaven!

"I'm going to do things to you," he said, softly, and I knew he meant business… "I'm going to do things to you you never dreamed of. You know that, don't you…"

I shook my head slowly up and down. "Of course you do… you know it and you want it and you're going to get it."

"Yes…"

"And you're willing, aren't you…"

"Yes…"

"You love the lash, don't you?"

"I love it…"

"And you're willing to succumb, aren't you…"

"Yes… ohhh… yes…"

"Good… then come with me…" He reached up and began to undo his restraints. I could have kissed him for that. My arms were aching.

I needed to be let down. And now, I was…

I was down and I was in his arms. I put mine around him and hugged him. He actually let me do that, let me get away with that naked expression of affection, but only for a moment, before rather brusquely pulling me back and making me go over to the horse!

The wooden horse, the kind you find in most tool sheds.

Only this one was a little different.

Somewhat customized, if you know what I mean…

For instance, there was a leather saddle right on the top, where the two pieces of wood ordinarily go… And down each of the inverted "V"s were leather cuffs.

I shuddered.

I knew what it was for.

Punishment.

My punishment.

I looked at Clifford longingly, hoping for any kind of break…

I mean I was willing to do it, but did I have to?

That was the question.

He just looked at me in a way that said it all.

So, rather reluctantly, I climbed on the thing.

I have to admit, the saddle was somewhat comfortable…

And then he was pushing me down and forward.

He wanted me to straddle the thing.

I did.

Now, he brought my hands forward and attached them to the cuffs that were on the front "V".

In a flash, I was attached to this horse, as if I were riding in the derby!

But he still wasn't finished.

No.

Now, he wanted me to bring my feet forward, so he could attach them to the same "V".

I did so, and my bottom was stretched to the limit now.

Not quite!

For he began to crank me up… to crank the seat with a lever, making it go higher and higher… higher than I thought possible!

"Ohhhhhh!"

"Yes… I want your ass… that gorgeous globular ass of yours in the air…"

He got it a full eight inches off the horse. Now, it was the highest part of me, as the rest of my limbs were still attached to the "V".

"Lovely," he murmured.

And it must have been some sight.

My ass was high in the air, ready for anything he might have wanted to do to it.

And he wanted to do everything… that much I knew.

He put his hand on me and stroked it gently…

"Ohhh…"

It was kind of unexpected on my part… I mean I didn't think he was going to give me as much pleasure as this…

I had a pretty good idea what he was going to give me… that much I can tell you.

A good old-fashioned spanking!

"I want you to relax now," he said in those sweet tones of his.

"I just want you to relax and take it… the more relaxed you get, the easier it will be for you… I promise."

I swallowed hard.

I knew it!

A spanking.

My poor body was still aching from the whipping.

But I'd agreed, hadn't I, to take it all… so I had no cause to complain.

I had to live up to my part of the bargain.

There was just no other way!

So I braced myself, knowing that in my stockings and high heels, I must have looked gorgeous!

How many men would have given their balls for a shot at me like this?

But it was always the ones who didn't have to give anything who got the most…

I was his prize…

I'd let him pick me right up from the bar, and bring me to his… to his dungeon!

And here I was…

Ready and unable to do anything about it. I only hoped he didn't hurt me very much. "You're going to get a spanking," he said to me, in his strict, yet somehow becalming voice. "You've been bad and you need it."

"God…"

I was groaning, and he knew it. He knew he had me.

"I promise, I won't stop until you beg me to…"

Strange kind of vow!

Now, he took his hand off my ass and I held my breath and squeezed my eyes shut.

Here it comes, I told myself!

Smaaackkk!

Smaccckkk!

Smacckkk!

Smackkkkk!!!

Two solid blows to each of my cheeks, leaving me trembling with pain.

He knew how to use his bare hands, how to make flesh slap against flesh so that it hurt more than anything in the world.

He was incredible!

He was really giving it to me, and I was taking it…

I was taking it as good as I could…

With no choice in the matter at all…

What could I do?

What?

"Ohhhhh…"

"Yeah… right… fake it…"

Slaaaappp!!!

Slaaaaappp!!!

Whhhaaacckkkkkk!!!

"Ohhhhhh…"

It hurt more than I imagined it could.

It stung and bit and snapped and chewed on me.

I was wiggling like crazy, and not sure I was going to be able to get over this…

I was into a little pain, I'd discovered, but this more than a little…

A lot more…

How much was he going to make me take?

Oh, how much…

I needed some kind of relief…

Something to save me…

Something…

But there was nothing coming…

Nothing…

I was trapped…

And there was nothing else I could do…

Trapped like a little rat.

Like a naked rat…

While he contented himself with punishing and blistering my poor, sweet bottom!

God!