Chapter 2

I woke up with a start to the sheet being yanked off my naked body. I realized quickly that Ms. Connor was the one who pulled the sheet off and that I was still tied. My sleep had been deep because of how exhausted I was. Exhausted both mentally and physically. I felt like I’d been dreaming, but I couldn’t remember what I dreamed about. I didn’t have much time to think about it.

SMACK!! SMACK!!

Ms. Connor had a leather flogger in her hand and had slapped it across my belly twice in rapid succession. It stung, but not too badly. I guessed that she was just warming me up a bit. When I focused in on her, I saw that she was wearing my flowered robe.

“Good morning,” she said sweetly. SMACK!! SMACK!! Two more slaps on my belly, a little harder this time. “Rise and shine, my naughty little slut.”

“Please ... I...” I stammered.

SMACK!! SMACK!! Two swats on my left thigh. I still had my legs spread by the bar and I realized how vulnerable my pussy was. I was able to close my thighs a bit by bending at the knee, but not nearly enough.

“Naughty little humiliation slut who likes to masturbate without permission,” she continued. “I thought I was being very accommodating by letting you masturbate after you serviced me last night. Which reminds me, we need to work on your pussy and asshole licking techniques a bit.” SMACK!! SMACK!! Two more on my belly.

“Ms. Connor ... I’m sorry ... Please ... I didn’t ... didn’t mean any disrespect. I was just ... just...” SMACK!! SMACK!! One slap on each of my tits. They stung my nipples terribly.

“You were just what?” SMACK!! SMACK!! She continued to punish my tits.

I couldn’t answer, so she continued punishing my tits. She alternated swatting my left and right tits. They were on fire. “Answer me!” She commanded.

“I was horny. Hornier than I’ve ever been in my life.” I blurted out in my shame and humiliation.

She paused her slapping. “Horny? Hornier than ever? What is it that made you so fucking horny?”

“Please don’t make me say. I’m so embarrassed.”

SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! She resumed on my aching tits, much harder.

“OK ... OK ... OK ... Please stop. I’ll tell you.” I pleaded.

She stopped and waited a moment for me to gather myself. “Well?” She prodded.

“Thinking about my daughter ... uh ... Anna ... mmmmm ... I mean Tissues!” I stammered out.

SMACK!! SMACK!! Back to my thighs. “What about her?”

“Thinking about her being exposed and humiliated. Her little titties. Bald pussy. And giant horny clit!” There. I said it. It was true. The thought made me drip even now while being punished.

“You want to see her humiliated more? In front of more people?” She asked.

“Yes! Yes! I know it’s horrible for a mother to feel this way.” Tears were starting to stream from my eyes.

Ms. Connor put the flogger down. “I know ... I know ... It makes me horny too. You know what else makes me horny?” She started to lightly caress my pussy. “Humiliating horny moms like you.”

“Ahhhh ... Ahhhh ... mmmmm...” Was all I could respond with.

“And I’m going to humiliate you terribly. Expose you. Make you do naughty things. Dress you slutty. Just wait and see. Oh, and of course there’s my favorite – tickling you mercilessly.” She laughed. “Seems that thought makes you horny too.” She added as her finger slid between my lips and felt the wetness between.

She pulled her hand away abruptly. “But right now, you need to be punished for masturbating without permission last night.” I thought she’d pick the flogger back up, but instead she reached over to the night table and picked up a small black thong I didn’t notice until now.

“This is Tissues’ dirty little thong from last night. Open wide.” She ordered.

She wouldn’t. I couldn’t let her put my daughter’s dirty panties in my mouth. I closed my mouth tightly. In a flash she picked up the flogger. SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! Four quick slaps to my spread pussy.

“AHHH!! ... Mfffff...” I screamed as she stuffed the panties in. It wasn’t long before I could taste my daughter’s pussy as my saliva moistened the dried-up juices.

“I don’t want to spend a lot of time now, we have so much to do today. So, I have a quick little punishment for you.” She said as she unscrewed the top of a little bottle she picked up off the night table. I saw that the top was an eye dropper. “But we can’t have you screaming and waking the girls up. Thus, the panty gag.”

I didn’t know what to expect and I was breathing rapidly through my nose. The dropper in her right hand, with her left hand Ms. Connor reached between my legs and pulled the hood back off my clit, which was rigid with horniness. One, two, three drops of the liquid fell onto my clit. For a second I didn’t feel anything and relaxed a bit. Then the burning hit me.