Jacqui - Space Waif
Copyright© 2010 by Charm Brights
Chapter 25: Second Helping
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 25: Second Helping - Jacqui's life was hard as an orphan born in 2093. She went to a number of jobs which she mostly lost for petty theft, or refusing to co-operate with her boss. Along the way she learned to enjoy spanking. Eventually she ended up in jail with a three month sentence for petty theft
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Rape Coercion Blackmail Slavery Heterosexual Science Fiction Post Apocalypse Space BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Spanking Rough Humiliation Sadistic Torture Oral Sex Anal Sex Masturbation Food Caution Violence Prostitution
The next morning the same formal process of punishment was followed.
Martha started by saying to Jacqui, "You were sentenced to thirty strokes of the cane and you had three yesterday. Today's count, therefore, will start at four. If I think you can take more than three a day I'll carry on, so don't move until I say so."
'Christ on a bicycle, ' thought Jacqui as she lay over the whipping bench, 'She really knows how to torture someone. I still don't know how many I'm getting today. I was ready for three, but she might not stop at that.'
Martha was in no hurry to start and took a couple of practice swishes which sounded to Jacqui as though they were blows on the way and which caused her to clench her arse each time.
Hiss ... Nothing.
Hiss ... Nothing.
Hiss!! CRAACK!!!
Jacqui was not ready for this one to be real, as she suspected Martha had intended and the pain felt every bit as bad as the first one the day before. Her wild scream echoed round the room, but she did manage a strangled, "Four."
Hiss!! CRAACK!!!
Jacqui was still screaming and had not managed to say 'five' when...
Hiss!! CRAACK!!!
The third blow of the morning landed between the other two. Jacqui was still convulsing from the second line of agony imparted by the cane, so it was fortuitous that the third didn't cross either of the others.
Ignoring Jacqui's screams and the lack of a count, Martha hauled her roughly to her feet.
Martha had clearly been listening to someone's private conversation, because she remarked, "In case any of you are wondering, yes, I have been caned with this particular instrument and yes, the person who did it laid it on as hard as he could."
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