Don reached for the rattan cane...
The 4 couples were setting around the table drinking coffee following an outstanding meal. Don rose from his chair and announced that Lisa was clumsily putting her mouth around his cox when they pulled of the road on the way to this dinner party. He explained that that her shoulder hit the shifter knocking it out of gear which caused his 98-point '54 Studebaker Starlite coupe to start rolling. Don frantically placed his foot on the now non-assisted brake in-spite of his trousers gathered around his knees. He explained that his member was limp by the time he had it back in gear. Lisa sunk in her seat. Don looked straight at her and remarked that her carelessness required a severe punishment that the entire group should witness.
Without another word, everyone rose from the table and walked to the playroom. As Ron and Sam moved the trellis into the center of the room, Kim and Ann placed restraints on Lisa's wrists and ankles. Lisa's lovely B-cups dangled as she bent over the frame. Don briefly admired her slender body before he pulled short sections of rope from a side table. Soon, each of her limbs were pulled tightly towards the D-rings located on the sides of the Trellis. This position spread open her legs to expose both her ass, and to her embarrassment, her wet glistening pussy.
Don took a light strap and came down on her forcefully with lashes alternating each cheek. Lisa let out a mummer with each one of the 36 lashes. Her bottom was now a nice shade of red. While Lisa's endorphins assisted her, he held up the Lexan paddle with its two rows of holes for her to see. She replied with a grimace crossing her face. Her endorphin's had barely subsided when that paddle came down hard across both ass cheeks. Lisa exhaled a laud whimper and her eyes teared up. The next one struck her right cheek followed by one on her left cheek as she pulled against the restraints. He continued alternating sides with punishing swats marking her red ass with white splotches.
Lisa was already struggling with the pain. The playroom was filled with loud thud of Lexan striking flesh followed by a desperate whimper. Lisa's ass was filling up with sores when finally, the last swat met its mark and Don put the paddle down. 36 painful swats without a break. She was close to hyperventilating. Lisa was desperate for the endorphin rush that briefly followed. Her little ass was well spanked and already very sore. Deep red sores stood out from the redden damaged flesh on her bottom while her pussy dripped her arousal down her leg.
Don reached for the 3/8" diameter rattan cane and held it up swishing it through the air causing Lisa to grimace again before Ron placed a leather bit in her mouth. Several l-o-n-g moments later, Don forcefully swung it into the middle of her sore ass. Lisa whimpered loudly through the bit in response; the pain felt like it split her sore bottom in half. The second stroke fell just below the first stretching another welt across her bottom. She continued to whimper loudly with each assault of the cane. Tears were running down her face to drop on the desk as Don continued to march the cane down her bottom. Lisa clamped down on the bit hard responding to the stinging pain. A thick white line quickly rose before it quickly transformed to a purple welt each time the cane fell.
After the first dozen strokes, the overwhelming pain of the cane embracing her sore skin caused her whimpers to graduate to loud cries. He paused after twelve strokes. Lisa was thankful that she could enjoy the little relief her endorphins offered during this brief respite. The remaining twelve strokes were incredibly painful. Her grimacing contorted her pretty face as she cried out in pain. The relentless assault on her ass continued to be punctuated with the fall of the cane ripping into her flesh. Her eyes were getting puffy, her lower lip quivered, and her arms were fatigued from pulling at the restraints. Her jaw was starting to hurt from clamping down on the bit. She cried out screaming in pain when the cane embraced existing welts -which it did many times towards the end.
Lisa was bowling with a study stream of tears while her lower lip continued to quiver at the conclusion of her punishment. She was left restrained, bent over the frame relishing the little relief her endorphins could manage for a several minutes. Her ass was covered with deep welts and a few of them were weeping blood, but her pussy was dripping her arousal on the floor â she couldnât help herself. Kim immediately tended to her broken skin with a blotter and a styptic pencil.When her breathing stabilized and her crying dissipated, Don announced that Lisa was to suck off each of her male friends.
On que, Ron stepped in front of her and lowered his trousers. His erect member was millimeters from her lips. Lisa gathered strength before placing her mouth around him. She lifted her head up and down within the play of the restraints. Her neck,expanded as his member slid further down her throat. Ron breathed deeply as he filled her with cum. Lisa swallowed hard. Two more men took their place before her husband presented his erect member to her. After Lisa's husband's cum filled her, they removed the restraints, red bands imprinted into her wrists and ankles remained. Kim wiped her tears and took a wet wipe to her inner legs. Don embraced her. Lisa put her arms around him, pushing her pelvis against his, she apologized and thanked him for her punishment.
Kim told her she wasn't done quite yet. Lisa gave her a questing look as a chair was moved to towards the center of the room. However, Lisa was too tired and broken to protest when Kim sat down and motioned for her to assume the position. Lisa slowly placed herself over her lap. After a few moderate hand spanks enraged her welts, Lisa was instructed to masturbate â her right-hand quickly made its way to her clit. The spanking continued as Lisa's middle finger moved at a feverishly pace stimulating her. With the added stimulation from her very sore ass, Lisa had one orgasm after another that forcefully shook her young body. To the delight of all who watched, Lisa spasm-ed over the Kim's lap for a prolong time. When the spasms finely subsided, Lisa was lifted up on wobbly legs again. She looked up found Don watching her. She looked back at him with a smile on her face. She turned to Kim and they embraced while Lisa thanked her.
Without another word, everyone rose from the table and walked to the playroom. As Ron and Sam moved the trellis into the center of the room, Kim and Ann placed restraints on Lisa's wrists and ankles. Lisa's lovely B-cups dangled as she bent over the frame. Don briefly admired her slender body before he pulled short sections of rope from a side table. Soon, each of her limbs were pulled tightly towards the D-rings located on the sides of the Trellis. This position spread open her legs to expose both her ass, and to her embarrassment, her wet glistening pussy.
Don took a light strap and came down on her forcefully with lashes alternating each cheek. Lisa let out a mummer with each one of the 36 lashes. Her bottom was now a nice shade of red. While Lisa's endorphins assisted her, he held up the Lexan paddle with its two rows of holes for her to see. She replied with a grimace crossing her face. Her endorphin's had barely subsided when that paddle came down hard across both ass cheeks. Lisa exhaled a laud whimper and her eyes teared up. The next one struck her right cheek followed by one on her left cheek as she pulled against the restraints. He continued alternating sides with punishing swats marking her red ass with white splotches.
Lisa was already struggling with the pain. The playroom was filled with loud thud of Lexan striking flesh followed by a desperate whimper. Lisa's ass was filling up with sores when finally, the last swat met its mark and Don put the paddle down. 36 painful swats without a break. She was close to hyperventilating. Lisa was desperate for the endorphin rush that briefly followed. Her little ass was well spanked and already very sore. Deep red sores stood out from the redden damaged flesh on her bottom while her pussy dripped her arousal down her leg.
Don reached for the 3/8" diameter rattan cane and held it up swishing it through the air causing Lisa to grimace again before Ron placed a leather bit in her mouth. Several l-o-n-g moments later, Don forcefully swung it into the middle of her sore ass. Lisa whimpered loudly through the bit in response; the pain felt like it split her sore bottom in half. The second stroke fell just below the first stretching another welt across her bottom. She continued to whimper loudly with each assault of the cane. Tears were running down her face to drop on the desk as Don continued to march the cane down her bottom. Lisa clamped down on the bit hard responding to the stinging pain. A thick white line quickly rose before it quickly transformed to a purple welt each time the cane fell.
After the first dozen strokes, the overwhelming pain of the cane embracing her sore skin caused her whimpers to graduate to loud cries. He paused after twelve strokes. Lisa was thankful that she could enjoy the little relief her endorphins offered during this brief respite. The remaining twelve strokes were incredibly painful. Her grimacing contorted her pretty face as she cried out in pain. The relentless assault on her ass continued to be punctuated with the fall of the cane ripping into her flesh. Her eyes were getting puffy, her lower lip quivered, and her arms were fatigued from pulling at the restraints. Her jaw was starting to hurt from clamping down on the bit. She cried out screaming in pain when the cane embraced existing welts -which it did many times towards the end.
Lisa was bowling with a study stream of tears while her lower lip continued to quiver at the conclusion of her punishment. She was left restrained, bent over the frame relishing the little relief her endorphins could manage for a several minutes. Her ass was covered with deep welts and a few of them were weeping blood, but her pussy was dripping her arousal on the floor â she couldnât help herself. Kim immediately tended to her broken skin with a blotter and a styptic pencil.When her breathing stabilized and her crying dissipated, Don announced that Lisa was to suck off each of her male friends.
On que, Ron stepped in front of her and lowered his trousers. His erect member was millimeters from her lips. Lisa gathered strength before placing her mouth around him. She lifted her head up and down within the play of the restraints. Her neck,expanded as his member slid further down her throat. Ron breathed deeply as he filled her with cum. Lisa swallowed hard. Two more men took their place before her husband presented his erect member to her. After Lisa's husband's cum filled her, they removed the restraints, red bands imprinted into her wrists and ankles remained. Kim wiped her tears and took a wet wipe to her inner legs. Don embraced her. Lisa put her arms around him, pushing her pelvis against his, she apologized and thanked him for her punishment.
Kim told her she wasn't done quite yet. Lisa gave her a questing look as a chair was moved to towards the center of the room. However, Lisa was too tired and broken to protest when Kim sat down and motioned for her to assume the position. Lisa slowly placed herself over her lap. After a few moderate hand spanks enraged her welts, Lisa was instructed to masturbate â her right-hand quickly made its way to her clit. The spanking continued as Lisa's middle finger moved at a feverishly pace stimulating her. With the added stimulation from her very sore ass, Lisa had one orgasm after another that forcefully shook her young body. To the delight of all who watched, Lisa spasm-ed over the Kim's lap for a prolong time. When the spasms finely subsided, Lisa was lifted up on wobbly legs again. She looked up found Don watching her. She looked back at him with a smile on her face. She turned to Kim and they embraced while Lisa thanked her.
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