Justine's dark side

CHAPTER FIVE

I don't think I ever felt so helpless or exposed before in my life!

It was one thing to have a man work you over… and I'll admit that that can be very painful in it's own right… obviously…

But it's quite another to have a woman do you… Believe me… if you girls out there have never tried it, I suggest you let yourself get picked up by a girl, and get done, in front of your boyfriend.

It's the best turn-on in the world!

And you guys… if your girl is gorgeous, like I am, pick up another babe and promise her she can have a go at her…

You won't be sorry…

And neither will your girl…

I guarantee it…

Just…

Let things happen…

Like Clifford was doing.

He was in his chair like a pasha in a throne…

And loving the fact I was twisting in my bonds, my arms above my head, my tits thrust out in this position, inviting her to come in and do me…

And she knew it.

She put her fingers under each of my tits and gently bounced them, watching my face at all times, keeping that whip between her tight hot thighs…

"Yes? Feels good?"

She was murmuring… almost as if it were to be between us, just our little secret…

And I liked that about her…

I liked the way she did this…

The way she made me feel…

So good…

It was so good…

"Yes…" I murmured…

She smiled and let her tongue flick across her lips once more.

"Of course you do… you love my fingers on your tits… don't you…"

"Yes…"

"Yes… a woman touching another woman… it's hot… it makes you hot, doesn't it…"

"Yes…"

"What am I going to do, darling, with my whip?"

I couldn't say it… I just couldn't… but I had to!

"You better tell me, beauty, or you'll regret it… I promise…"

Somehow, I knew she wasn't kidding… "I… I… you're going to… whip me…"

"Punish you… say it…"

"You're going to punish me…"

"Crucify you…"

I swallowed hard.

The sweat began to break out on my forehead.

"You're going to punish me…"

"That's right…"

Now, her fingers were working their way up to my nipples… and squeezing them.

Harder.

Harder.

Harder…

"Ohhhhh…"

She watched my face as it twisted in pain.

"Yes, that's right… now… ask me to whip you… come on… ask me…"

"I…"

"Come on…"

I tried to hold off as much as I could, but the more I did, the more she pulled at my nipples…

She was relentless…

And she wanted me to ask her to whip me…

I knew if I did I was a goner…

So I resolved not to…

But I didn't think I could hold out from this torture… for much longer…

And then she really went to work on my tits… squeezing them as hard as she possibly could, nearly ripping them right off my tits!

"Ohhhhhhh… shit…"

"You want me to stop?"

"Ohhhhh… yes… please… please…"

"It's very easy… all you have to do is say it…"

I couldn't hold out any longer.

It was way too painful.

She was pinching them and twisting them and driving me out of my head!

"Oohhhh… yes… yes… whip me… whip me please…"

She looked at me with a look of severe triumph on her face.

She'd won and she knew it.

Whip me.

I'd said the magic words.

I'd actually asked her to please hurt me!

I couldn't believe it…

And when she let go of my tits, my entire body seemed to slump in relief…

She knew how to make me feel good, that was for sure…

She really did!

And now, she slowly took the whip from between her legs, as if she were drawing a giant sword from a sheath, and swirled it around a couple of times in front of her, still smiling, knowing what she was going to do to me was going to hurt me so much!

Now, she took one step back and savored by still untouched, unravaged body.

God, her eyes could drive me crazy!

She drank me in…

And her mouth was dripping with hungry saliva!

Then, I knew it was going to happen…

I knew there was no way out of it…

She raised that whip, and locked eyes with me, holding it over one shoulder.

Then, she did the most incredible thing!

She blew a kiss at me!

Yes…

Can you believe it?

She blew me a kiss, and while her lips were still puckered, looking for all the world like the most luxurious asshole, she slashed down with that thing… coming down hard and fast right across my body…

It was incredible…

Really…

The bite of that whip was like nothing I'd ever felt before.

You know, they say a woman can be much crueler than a man, and until this very moment I had no idea how right they were…

But it was true…

She was cruel…

Much crueler than Clifford… could ever be.

She was beating me with that whip in criss-cross fashion, right across my tits… across my hot nipples, the ones I'd pleaded with her to stop twisting with her fingers.

Out of the frying pan and into the fire, right?

Right!

I mean, she was going crazy…

Lashing me…

And not holding back, or pulling back or anything.

It was obvious she meant to hurt me… that she was not going to stop until she'd completely devastated me…

And as much as I thought I was going to be able to withstand the torture and the torment of her lash…

There was just no way, really…

In a couple of seconds my body was twisting with the pain of it…

She was working me up to within an inch of my sanity…

My temperature was rising…

And my breathing was becoming heavier… and louder…

"Take that, bitch…" he said loudly as she brought the lash down on me…

And it was all I could do to cry out in pain.

"No…please… no more… I'll do anything… You're killing me… no more… please…"

But that pleading of mine only seemed to fuel her fire…

She was hotter than ever, and really going for it… She looked at me, moving her eyes from my eyes to my tits, surveying the damage and how it was affecting me…

And she was obviously quite taken with the way she was making me cry out…

"Yes…" she murmured… "So beautiful… yes…"

"Ohhhh…"

I was openly pleading with her not to do it so hard…

Not to hurt me.

I don't know if my pleas got to her or what, but she began to spread out the lashings…

And in some crazy kind of way, it was a relief… it was a relief not to have to feel it so hard in my hot bosom…

But it was just as bad to feel it working it's way down my stomach.

And that's when I realized she wasn't going to stop…

Until I was completely marked!

Until she'd done a complete job over every inch of my body…

None of it was going to escape.

None.

She was going to mince-meat me…

And now I started to get some vague idea of what a crucifixion was actually like.

Over and over she let that whip come down, using it with an amazing amount of pressure… looking where it had landed, measuring with her eyes how much more I needed, and seemingly oblivious now to my constant cries for pain.

It didn't take long for me to start crying. I mean, I'm such a crybaby to begin with… but this was ridiculous…

I was bawling and twisting… getting punished for something of which I had no idea what I'd done to deserve…

And the more I took it the more she came down…

She was going to show me!

And she was…

Showing me all right…

That I deserved this…

That I really deserved it…

And now I was paying…

For a crime I had no idea I had committed!

Slash!!!

Whhiissshhhhh!

Swwwwiissshhhhhh!!!

It was absolutely incredible…

I just couldn't get over it…

The more she hit me the more I took…

And now…

My legs…

My lovely, unmarked legs…

They were next…

They were going to get it next, and I was going to have to bear it…

My pretty, milky skin… that I was so careful with… that I took such care with… were now going to be beaten!

And the pain…

The pain of leg beating…

It was among the most severe I'd ever felt… without the fatty tissue of my thighs or my tits or my ass… my legs really got a full dose…

So incredible…

And she knew it.

Yes, she knew it all right… and kept on working me, until I was sure I was going to come…

At least that's how I felt.

I thought there was no way on Earth I wasn't going to spend…

Under her incredible ministrations.

For she was an expert with the whip…

Loving it the way I was getting it, even though I don't know where she learned it… I don't know how she managed to get to be such an incredible expert with the lash…

But an expert she was…

And she knew how to handle it…

She was just on fire with it…

And sure enough, what had begun as pain… as incredible pain, was slowly turning, under the most trying conditions, into something else…

Something pleasurable…

Something quite pleasurable…

And I was loving that…

Loving the way she was working me…

Loving the pain I was receiving…

Yes…

Loving the pain!

Maybe that's what was meant by having some kind of high threshold…

And by being addicted to the world of sex where one person dominates another.

I can't say…

But all I'm sure of is that since the first moment I met Clifford, nothing was ever the same for me…

I mean…

It was like something out of some kind of strange cartoon…

Here I was, taking it… taking it good… and loving it… each whack…

Each swipe of the whip was hurting me more than the last…

Hurting me so much…

That I thought I was going to really lose it…

"Ohhhh… God… no… no… more… please. you're killing me…"

It was true…

She was working me so much I thought I was going to die.

The pleasure and the pain co-mingled, driving me right to the brink!

I mean the brink…

Until I thought I was going to go crazy…

"Oohhhh…"

Now, she began to talk to me…

In her sweet, hot, sexy voice…

That voice that was enough to drive me crazy!

She knew what she was doing all right…

She knew it…

And she wasn't going to stop until I was hers.

I was moving my head from side to side, and that's when I saw Clifford, his cock all the way out, his hand on it…

He was watching me and pleasuring himself…

I couldn't believe it…

I was such an object!

I was a sex object… a slave object…

And I was loving it!

Loving the way I was being used…

Abused…

That's it…

I was being abused…

And I wanted more…

As much as I could actually get…

As much as I could take…

Oh, hurt me, baby… hurt me… hurt me and make me feel so good…

She put her hands on my face and held it hard by the cheeks…

"Yes… you love it, don't you, you little bitch… don't you…"

"Ohhhhh…"

"Don't you? Answerme when I talk!"

Whack!

Smack!!!!

"Ohhhh… my thighs… my thighs… what are you doing to me…"

"A lot worse if you don't answer me!"

"I…love it… I… love it…"

"Hah!"

Her laugh was one of triumph.

She was convinced now that she had prevailed… that she'd loved what was being done to her… And now… Now, she not only seemed to glow in triumph, but she stepped up the program…

She was really going to do me now…

She was intent on punishing the shit out of me…

And she was doing a good job.

Check that.

A great job!

She was doing a great job.

I'd never dreamed that a beating could be so sensual…

Even as every pore in my body was begging… crying out for some kind of break…

Still, she kept it up…

Kept it up mercilessly…

As the sweat poured off her deceptively sweet face.

For the poor girl was working hard…

I mean, really putting in a night's work.

She wasn't just whipping me…

She was teaching me a lesson…

Teaching me the kind of lesson I would never forget.

And yes…

The dark secret is, the more she whipped me the more I was falling in love with her…

Until I thought I was going to go out of my mind!

I mean really…

Just out of my mind…

It was so hot!

So sexy…

To be whipped by this bitch!

Smack!!!

Smack!

Smack!!!

Over and over and over!!

Was there no end to what I was being made to take?

No end at all?

I was sobbing uncontrollably…

And watched her through my hot wet eyes as she turned and went for my untouched back.

No!

Not there too!

Now I understood even more clearly the reason for being hung the way I was.

Like this, I wasn't able to move even an inch of my body…

And my limbs being stretched out made it impossible for me to cover myself or get out of the way.

I was totally vulnerable.

And didn't this sweet bitch Dominique know it.

Whack!

Whack!!

Whhaackkk!!!

Three hard ones right down and across my back…

She was going to mark me completely…

"Come on… baby… come on…"

She was egging me on…

As if she were… fucking me!

Yes…

I might as well admit it…

That's the way she was talking to me…

As if she were fucking me…

And I was taking it so good…

So hot and so good…

Just the way she wanted…

Just the way she needed it…

And there was nothing I could do about it…

I was starting to feel weak in may knees and light in my head…

A burning lightness…

I couldn't believe it…

It was so good…

The way she wielded that weapon of hers…

"Ohhhh… Ohhhhh… Ohhhhh…"

Every time she laid it into me, I jerked against the ropes and gasped some more…

I couldn't believe it…

I just couldn't…

Was she never going to stop…

I looked at Clifford, and tried to get him to help me.

I opened my mouth but no sounds came out…

Nothing came out…

I was just suspended like that.

Suspended and ready for anything…

My head was too heavy for me to hold up…

I needed a break.

I was turned on but I was in too much pain to enjoy it.

I just needed some kind of a break…

Please…

Please…

No more…

Don't do me anymore…

Please…

I beg you…

I'll do anything…

Finally, when it seemed as if I were going to die… and I mean that, I felt the lash stopping it's biting of me…

I tried to look up but I couldn't.

Until I felt her hot hands yanking me up by the hair…

"Unnhhhh…"

"You little bitch… what's the matter, can't you take it…"

"I…" She knew… She knew all right…

She'd conquered me.

I'd been taken by another woman!

What a feeling…

What a complex combination of feelings…

"Unnhhh…"

"I think you're ready…"

She waited for me to say something, but I didn't… I didn't know what to say.

"Are you ready, darling?"

I tried to focus in on her…

Ready for what?

"I'm going to crucify you now…"

She still hadn't done it?

There was more?

I couldn't believe it…

She was going to give me more…

I didn't think I could take this!

Not even me…

Not even me, the world's most willing victim…

She had this weird smile on her face.

She was ready…

To crucify me!