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BLGirl -> 30 lashes (and then some) (11/8/2008 10:06:21 PM)
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So the morning started out like any other Saturday morning. The usual spanking, because I was sooo good Friday night, the control and denial of my orgasm, you know, just the norm. Then after using his hand and the folded over whip to spank me, out comes a single, 1/2 " wide strip of leather, unbeknownst to me, until I feel the sting of it on my ass!
Now I am used to being beaten with most anything, from the appropriate utensils to household items that he thinks might sting or give just the sound that he is looking for, but this was insane! Again and again the single strip bit into my flesh, making me feel as though it were being stripped from my bones. My ass, one cheek to the other, my torso, and all the way up over my shoulders, it stung, again and again. At times I wanted to scream out a resounding, "Stop, I can't take any more!," and at others I found myself screaming that I couldn't stop cumming! When all was said and done, I looked as though I been through some mid-evil torture incorporating the punishment of thirty lashes.
My back and shoulders were beautiful and Daddy beamed with pride.
Anybody else think this is a good way to start a Saturday morning?
Sitting gingerly,
BLGirl [;)]
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