Chapter VIII - No! Not There
But enough about titties," Chris announce, "I think we've got other things to
fry. Susan, I believe that this strap has another function as well, why don't
you tell Carol what it is." Susan again blushed with her assignment. "Well," she
said reluctantly, "it's also for spanking my pussy." "WHAT!!!" Carol screamed in
absolute surprise. "You can't be serious, that's dangerous isn't it?" she asked.
"Yes, it can be if not done correctly Carol. Here come closer," Chris said as he
guided Susan in front of the woman who was incredulous with all that was taking
place. Carol leaned forward to where her face was about two feet away from
Susan's bulging pussy pouch. Pressing his fingers against Susan's thick labia he
said, "You see Carol, most of the vulva is fatty tissue," and he cupped and
pinched the lips together lightly, "even up higher," and his finger moved above
Susan's slit, "there is a nice pad that will sting beautifully." "Of course,
there is this pubic bone," and he moved his fingers against it, "and you have to
be careful to stay away from it," but other than that, with the proper
experience, this delicate, sensitive portion of a woman's anatomy can be made to
burn delightfully." Carol just stared unbelieving. "But, when strapping a
woman's vulva," and he traced his fingers lightly on Susan's lips from the top
of her slit to the bottom, "the emphasis needs to be on sting, and not on
hitting hard." "Well, I guess I have a great deal to learn," Carol replied
shaking her head. "Carol, the first time you apply the strap between a girls
legs, will be a memorable experience for both you and the girl. It is a highly
charged erotic experience for you as well as the recipient. "You mean she can
actually find pleasure in this," Carol questioned. "I'll let Susan answer that,"
Chris said turning towards her. Although embarrassed with such intimate talk
Susan complied, "Yes Carol, pain and pleasure can come together in a way that is
highly exciting. If you pay close attention to when the strap cuts my labia,
you'll notice that my singing takes on a much different tone. If you have an
opportunity to spank a girls naked bottom sometime, make it a point that when
she is kicking, to get a slap in between on her bare vulva, and notice how her
cry will change dramatically. The proper sting will light a fire within, and we
know what's in there, don't we Carol." Carol blushed scarlet.
"This is a very important part of a discipline session Carol. It's a
transitional moment when punishment begins to be fused with pleasure. And that's
true with the tittie spanking as well," Chris instructed. "It's really important
for you to understand this Carol, if you are serious about becoming a
disciplinarian of woman." "I am serious, this is one of the most exciting things
I have ever experienced," Carol said firmly. "Then you must understand it at
it's core, stand up," Chris ordered. Carol complied, coming to her feet in front
of the sofa. "Legs apart Carol," Chris told her. "Chris, I can't," Carol said
fearfully, her hand covering her mound. "The sooner you know this the better
Carol, of course I can always tie you, but that might make it worse for you."
"No please don't tie me, I'll do as you say," and the woman parted her legs
about a foot and dropped her hand from in front of her pubic hair. "Legs further
apart girl," Chris demanded, "and present your snatch," Carol wasn't quite sure
what that meant, as she separated her legs a good three feet apart. "Susan, I
think Carol might need a little help in presentation," Chris said, and Susan
took over. "With your legs apart Carol, bend your knees slightly, and suck in
your butt cheeks, pushing your pelvis forward, and your pussy up and out," Susan
instructed, taking the position. Carol followed Susan's direction and then began
to plead, "Really, I don't know about this, I'm afraid," she stammered, but
before she could finish her statement, Chris took stock of the situation, and
with Carol in such a position he could clearly seen her clam jutting out beneath
the wispy hair, and the strap whipped out and up and a full 4 inches of the
leather molding to Carols naked twat and then snapping off. The response was
electric. Carol jumped two feet in the air as if doing a jumping jack and her
hands flew to her blazing lips. "YOWWWIEEEEEEEEE!!" the whipped woman howled in
a high pierce wail. When she hit the floor, she almost bent double as her hands
grabbed the injured meat and she pressed her legs together frantically against
the sting. Chris took the opportunity of Carol's position to flick two menacing
stripes on her extremely large boobs, one for each, licking at her large
areolas. "IIIIEEEEEEEE, NOOOOOO," Carol screamed bolting upright as her hands
and fingers rubbed madly at the burning nips.
"OHHHH THAT HURTS AND BURNS," Carol squealed as her hand immodestly grabbed and
rubbed her meaty twat. With her inner lips protruding from her slice, the strap
had tore into them and stung them with fury. Carol pulled at the thin lips
rubbing at the burn and stretching the inner labia a good two inches out from
her twat mouth. Both Chris and Susan found the display extremely exciting and
while Susan rubbed her own labia, Chris's hand pushed against his rock hard
cock. "Now you have an idea of what Susan is going to be feeling in just a few
seconds," Chris said to Carol who had one hand at her pussy and the other trying
to assuage the bite on her striped globes. "Shit, I've never felt anything like
that in my life," Carol said, "Is my cunt bleeding?" she asked. "Absolutely
not," Chris laughed. "In a minute or two, you'll be feeling another kind of
heat," Susan told her friend.
"When strapping a woman's pussy mound," Chris continued with the lecture, "there
are any numbers of positions to put the girl in," he said. "You've already seen
one, and it isn't necessarily the best, but it is very suggestive and quite
embarrassing for any woman, for it draws all attention to her twat mouth. As
Susan can tell you later, I have blistered her twat in a number of ways, but for
today I want her in a lying position on her side," Chris explained, motioning
Susan to the sofa and having her lay on her left side, her face towards the back
of the sofa. Lifting her right leg, he positioned her ankle on the top of the
back of the sofa. In this position, with her legs just slightly parted, Susan's
very lovely vulva was plump between her legs, her thick pussy lips readily
available, and the beautiful line of her slice fully visible. "Now Carol, if you
will stop masturbating for a moment, and come here, we'll continue," he said.
Carol's fingers reluctantly left her pussy which had now become quite heated
with sexual excitement and without stopping to think of her actions, she lifted
her fingers to her mouth and licked her own juices from them as Chris smiled.
Reaching between Susan's thighs Chris gently touched the soft skin of Susan's
pussy, his fingers gliding over the swell and finding the folds and the slope of
her slit. His hand felt delicious to Susan, and she sighed, just before the
tender touch turned to a scorching searing sting. The strap swished through the
air and as Carol watched, her eyes as wide as saucers, the strap caught Susan
directly over her slit, the leather burning both of the tender lips. Susan
pitched a high piercing scream as her tender pussy mound was spanked. She was
barely able to keep her legs open and she clawed at the sofa, trying to hold on
as she bucked her hips to and fro as if she was searching for some imaginary
cock to split her division. "OH DAMM THAT STINGS," she wailed aloud. A lovely
rosy hue was beginning to color both lips. Chris's fingers were massaging the
sting into her meat as he spoke, "You'll learn Carol, that it's not necessary to
use many strokes to get the desired affect. I'm sure you can't tell me how many
times the razor strap blistered Susan cheeks, but it was plenty, that isn't
necessary when dealing with the pouch." The strap struck again, and a loud
"CRACK" echoed through the room as the leather kissed Susan's twat lips for a
second time, and Susan threw her head back and told the heavens how much her
feminine slice hurt. As Susan danced her rosy colored puffy mound in the air,
Chris turned to Carol, "Observe closely Carol, it's not all just pain," and he
captured the swollen little split peach and his finger pinched the lips apart
and a drizzle of warm juice spilled out. Catching her nectar with his fingers,
he scooped as much from her slit as possible and then with his fingers covered
her entire vulva. The glistening heightened the color and it looked almost
cherry red. "Notice what a little wetness will accomplish Carol," he said and as
she drew closer the strap again found it's mark on Susan swollen vulva and she
sang out with the burn. "AAAAIIEEEEEEEEEE!!!," she shrieked.
As Susan withered under the heat and the pleasure of her pussy spanking, Carol
spoke tentatively, "Chris, please could I...?" she hesitated not sure about what
she was asking. "Could you what Carol?" Chris asked already knowing the answer.
"Could I try the strap?" she replied, the excitement evident in her words. Chris
turned towards Carol and answered, "I'm sorry Carol, but no you can't," he
stated firmly, then, "let me explain, it's for two reasons. First and foremost,
you are not experienced enough yet and you might inadvertently hurt Susan, and I
could never allow that to happen. Secondly, in my home no one is allowed to
discipline Susan except me. I know that you and Susan have been friends for a
long time, and I hope that your friendship will continue, and if between you and
Susan, you want to enter into some kind of spanking arrangement, that is fine
with me, but it must be between the two of you, and I'll leave it at that. I'm
sorry to disappoint you Carol," Chris said, reaching out and caressing Carol's
tittie in the palm of his hand. "I understand Chris, I would never want to hurt
Susan either, and it's just that all this has made me so excited," Carol said.
"Don't worry Carol," Chris said reassuringly, "if you really want this, someday
you'll have a beautiful naked woman leaping three feet in the air, her eyes
bulging, her boobs dancing on her chest and a fire burning out of control
between her legs, and it will make you cum like never before." "Now one more
lesson," and moving back to the focus of their attention, Chris drew her close
to where Susan lie, her hand vigorously rubbing the scalded lips. "Move your
hand Susan," Chris instructed. "Ohhhh Chris, my pussy is already scorched," she
pleaded. "Just one more Susan, and then we move on, push your snatch up," and
Susan struggled to do so, the swollen mound glowing red, the lips thick and
gleaming with her juices. Carols eyes widen even more with the next stroke that
cracked between Susan's thighs. Chris's wrist snapped and the leather tip of the
strap actually entered a good inch between the two thick ridges of her lips and
licked like molten lava at the sensitive inner lining, cutting the very entry
leading to Susan's womb. The cry from Susan's mouth was blood curdling as her
whole sex erupted in fire. She kicked her legs wildly, pressing her thighs
together against the searing pain, her fingers wanting to jam themselves into
the cavity of her sex and yet afraid what the touch might bring. Carol's own
pussy was erupting too, in a serious intense orgasm, while the inner recesses of
Susan's tortured twat bawled the elixir of excitement, her slice filling quickly
with her juice. Chris let each woman; find her own resting place before calling
them back to reality.
