1. A Bunnie To Play With - Chapter 14


    Date: 10/28/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    dollop after dollop of the salve onto my skin and spread it as carefully as she could, I watched her face. The concentration and sympathy I saw finally made my walls crumble. “Her name is Helen,” I told her, “but she wanted me to call her Auntie Helen. I bumped into her right after I had seen you. I wanted to get away, but instead I spilled her drink all over her dress.” I told her the whole story of my night of torture, and Anne didn’t interrupt a single time, only gasping and wincing while she listened to my words. She never stopped applying lotion, and when she had worked her way up to my breasts, my story was broken by pained whimpers every so often. But, despite all her compassion, I could see her cheeks flush and her breath quicken when I described how Helen had spanked my pussy. Her flush intensified when I talked about my final degradation, how she had peed into my open mouth while I knelt in my own pee. Afterwards, we were both silent while Anne treated the inside of my thighs. The welts there were more sore than those before, and the closer she got to the top, the sharper even the smallest of touches felt. “I’m so sorry,” she finally said, but when I tried to say something, she held up her hand. “I’m sorry for not talking to you. I was stupid. I had been carrying that unresolved business with Bao around, and I was honest when I told you that I feared I was heaping too much onto you in such a short time. And I feared that I might be projecting my own submissive ...
    wishes into you. That’s why I visited Bao, just to talk and sort it all out. But she insisted that before talking, I would need to submit to her for twenty-four hours. That’s why you saw us at the club.” “Did you…” I couldn’t ask the question, but she read my intent anyway. “It was a bit of a thrill, but nothing earthshaking, and being spanked and touched was exciting, but nothing close to what I feel when I do it to you, or watch it done to you.” “So,” I couldn’t stop myself from needling, “this whole mess was about nothing?” She hung her head and looked away. “It was.” “Silly mistress,” I whispered. She nodded dejectedly, but suddenly her head swiveled around. “What did you call me?” “Silly mistress?” I repeated and bit my lower lip. “Insubordinate little slut,” she hissed, her eyes sparkling, “you’re aware what such a behaviour means, aren’t you?” “That I need to get punished?” I asked with an innocent smile, tongue in cheek. I could almost hear the wheels inside her head spin, and then she ever so slowly got up, put the salve onto my nightstand and started to pull her t-shirt over her head. “Lie on your back,” she bellowed while she stripped out of her clothes. Lying on my back hurt, but thankfully not in a way that drove tears into my eyes, it was more of a really, really, really uncomfortable feeling. When she stepped out of her panties, I could see that she carried a few welts of her own on her shapely backside; nothing compared to mine, but a clear indication that Bao had ...