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CAW 22 Entry: Dreadnought

Date: 2/17/2015, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Author: stex, Rating: 84.6, Source: sexstories.com

her conscience objected. She hadn’t been punished sufficiently for her crimes. "No Robert, no." He looked up at her trying to decide his next course. "Finish the lashing first, I deserve it, add ten lashes so I can enjoy this." "Fair enough." he said, rising to his feet. He hauled on the line, stretching her taught again against the pillar. Marie gasped again, enjoying the rough treatment, it again assuaged her conscience. He lashed her softly, “Twenty three, harder." He lashed her harder and she continued counting. Marie was gasping and flushed, her back was bright red, but not bloodied, when she counted, "Fifty." Then she sighed heavily. Her conscience was fully assuaged she felt free. Robert's penis was again tumescent. He gambled, "How many lashes do you need so you would fellate me?" Marie struggled with her conscience, but she was too aroused to win any such fight. She tried to refuse, "I, ..., I’m not a prostitute, …, or an American.“ She gave up the struggle, "Twenty." She felt a so righteous and instinctive horror of prostitutes, but her libido allowed her to emulate their actions, if her conscience could be sufficiently assuaged. The comment about American’s briefly whisked Robert back to his affair with the married American woman, he smiled. Then he lashed her some more, "One. Two, …” Eventually, "Twenty." Robert again slackened off the line turned her around and knelt before her. "No Robert." He was just about to be very exasperated with Marie, and was ... considering how hard, and where, to whip her. "Let me down so I can fellate you. If I achieve orgasm first, I won't be able to." She knew if her lusts were satisfied first, she could never bring herself to enjoy such a perversion. Robert understood her motivations, and let her down, but did not untie her wrists. He took her to the couch and sat down. She knelt before him, her wrists tied, he held the other end of the line. Marie took his penis into her mouth and sighed. She enthusiastically nodded up and down stimulating Robert greatly. She let him out of her mouth, "If you untied me, I could also use my hands." Robert was worried that Marie’s guilt might return at that, “Did I whip you enough to do that? "I think you did." Robert untied the line then tied it around both wrists with some slack between. Marie went back to her task with renewed vigor, both hands and her mouth. He mused that both Marie and a prostitute showed physical excitement and pleasure in the sexual act. Robert gave thanks for Marie’s confused morality, Marie on the other hand, tried not to think of the perversions she was performing, or of the perversions which Robert had promised would be visited on her. Marie was utterly humiliated by her current station, she was also utterly excited. Kneeling before a powerful man was exciting, that the man was in uniform was exciting, that she was naked was exciting, that her back reminded her of Robert’s dominance and love was exciting, that her vaginal canal was currently ...