Fiction / Fantasy
Oral Sex / Blowjob
Rape / Violence / Cruelty
Masturbation / Toys
Water Sports / Pissing,
Author: ST99, Source: sexstories.com
“I just don’t know what to do with you, honey.”
May slammed the riding crop against her wife’s upturned pussy. Susan choked on a shout of pain and almost fell out of the strenuous crab pose she was holding. She recovered, however, and managed to force her nude body back up into position. She held her pussy high into the air, presenting it to May like a servant might present a dining tray to their master.
“I’m trying to give you as much leeway as I can. I really am, believe me. But you know I’m not going to hold back when you push me into a corner like this.”
May struck Susan again. She aimed the crop at the center of Susan’s sex, where her pussy lips held guard over the sensitive ring of flesh surrounding her entrance, and May put enough strength into the blow to dig the crop into those ever-so-delicate nerves. This time the pain was too much; Susan cried out and collapsed. She curled up on the bedroom carpet, sobbing and clutching her abused pussy, while May stood over her body and watched. May rolled her eyes and sighed.
“You managed to stay up for all fifteen strikes. Better than expected, I suppose, but I’m still disappointed that you gave me a reason to punish you in the first place. You should know better than that.”
“I’m sorry, ma’am,” Susan said, sniffling. “Thank you for punishing me. Thank you for your kindness.”
Even though the pain had not yet died down, Susan forced herself to roll onto her knees, then knelt her head until her forehead was pressed against the floor. After a short pause, Susan leaned out and began to kiss the tip of May’s bare feet. She pressed her lips against each toe, one impassioned peck after another, each kiss a show of eager humility. May watched her work with a smirk.
Susan was an older woman, toned and firm where May was soft and curvy. Her face was red and tearstained, her short brown hair mussed with sweat, and her eye-catching chest heaved with each breath. May, in comparison, knew that she was looking particularly elegant in her new silk nightgown. The shimmering blue fabric stopped halfway down her thighs, none too subtly calling attention to her long slender legs, and the color was a nice compliment to her radiant blonde hair. She was young and gorgeous, well put together in the truest sense of the phrase, while Susan was a damp blubbery mess.
May laughed. “Well, I must admit that all this exercise has gotten my blood flowing. I’m feeling a bit excited, so I think I’m going to have you finish the night off by eating me out. I won’t force you to rim me tonight, you took your punishment like a good girl and deserve something nice, but I will have you drink the large golden chaser that I’ve been saving up all night. I know how much you hate the taste of piss, but I really like making you drink it, so I’m just going to use your mouth anyway. How does that sound, darling?”
Though Susan looked positively miserable, her masochistic urge to serve compelled her to dutifully nod. “It ...