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Staying With Erin - Chapter 7

Date: 11/7/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

uncomfortable,” Erin piped in “Perhaps we should let her stay like this a little longer?” “Please,” I gasped. “It’s really uncomfortable.” I blushed. “And I need to…” “How rude!” Bridget exclaimed. “You haven’t even greeted our guests.” The game was already starting. “I’m sorry,” I quickly told her. “You will be.” It was Mrs. Somerset who answered that, and she stepped into the inflatable pool so she was stand just a foot away. “Good afternoon, Paisy,” she greeted. “Good after… owwww!” Her fingers had snatched my nipples and were squeezing them hard. Small lances of pain shot through my breasts, and could I have moved, I’d have pulled away hard. “Try again.” Her breath was hot on my face. “Good aftern… Fuck! Fuck!” Her nails dug into my sensitive nubs and she pulled down, and the pain exploded into two small balls of heat. “This could take some time. Shall we leave you to it and come back later?” Joanna drawled, and my cheeks darkened. Mrs. Somerset’s fingers started pull down hard and rhythmically on my poor teats - that was how they felt under her ministrations, poor, abused teats, but she knew what she was going, applying just enough force so that every painful pull resulted in a crazy, delicious wave of heat in my breasts. “Good…” I panted, “afternoon… oh… Mrs.” A groan escaped my throat, but I didn’t give up. “Somerset!” Erin giggled. Elaine’s fingers were between her thighs and she looked dreamily at me. Mrs. Somerset didn’t step away though. She reached behind ... herself and held up a wicked looking riding crop. My eyes went wide. She was going to use that on me! The thought was equally terrifying and exciting. She ran the leather flap gently over my skin and my breath hitched. Then she held it in front of my eyes. “Look closely, Paisy. I had this made especially for you.” I gasped. The leather wasn’t all smooth, no, it had inverted letters embossed, and after some squinting of my eyes, I could make out what they said. My breathing grew harder, and Mrs. Somerset giggled softly. Once the crop danced on my skin, the words “bad girl” would be imprinted, wherever it hit, in bold, red letters. I really tried not to moan. I failed though, and Mrs. Somerset winked at me. “Soon,” she whispered and held the flap in front of my mouth. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and I knew what she asked for. I puckered my lips, and she allowed me to kiss the implement that would soon bring pain and embarrassment. “I’ll make you squirm and sob, and I’ll make sure that you can read these letters for days afterwards, every time you look in the mirror. Because you are a bad girl, aren’t you?” As she said this, she reached underneath me and slid the shaft and flap of the crop through my pussy. “Yes!” I gasped. She held up the leather implement. It glistened in the sunlight, and she raised an eyebrow. “Yes, you are.” Then it was Elaine’s turn. She had a mischievous grin on her lips when she stepped into the empty pool, and she didn’t say anything. Her fingers, though, ...