"Master tells me, 'Up! Your hands behind your back.' I bolt upright into position as instructed with my fingers interlaced right above where my magnificent ass begins to swell out from my lower back." She giggled "That's what he use to always tell me, but to continue. Master told Cunt to get a love seat and place it five feet in front of the whipping block. He instructed the twins to stretch me out over the block and I was sure my tolerance was about to be severely tested. Master rarely bound me for my whippings and when he did it was a signal to mentally get ready for a really heavy scene. It was obvious he wanted to show me off. After the performance of Cunt and the twins, he was really going to have to work hard to surpass them.
"As Elaine strapped my knees in place Jean strapped my wrists to the far end. When she had accomplished this she kissed my cheek and whispered. 'He's really going to let you have it, isn't he?' I smiled and slowly nodded.
" Master said, 'Tell her what's in my hand Elaine.'
" 'The heavy braided Cat,' came her excited reply.
"As I waited for the initial stroke, I heard Elaine moan, then yelp in pain. I turned my head as far as I could to my right and watched wide-eyed as Cunt viciously sodomized Elaine, who, only moments before had been gleefully whipping him while he licked my cunt and ass. Sir Brendan was giving Cunt a chance for some pay back. Elaine was lying face down, spread eagle, but not bound. Cunt was on her back, his strong arms pinning her arms to the floor while his muscular hips repeatedly drove the entire length of his long thick cock in and out of her widely stretched anus. Cunt reveled at the irony of the situation. He was looking down between their bodies and was thoroughly enjoying the sight of his cock working in her tight pink ass hole.
"I thought, that was not a sexual act. That was clearly a punishment. I glance just beyond the two writhing bodies on the floor to see Jean again filling her mouth with Sir Brendan's hard cock.
"At this point Master gave me the first stroke full across my pristine ass, my head snapped up and I was barely able to choke off a scream.
" 'Only ninety nine more to go, slut.' Master then gave me thirty seconds to compose myself, and I knew I had to endure this silently. 'Keep track.' The next heavy stroke was right over the first one "Two," I blurted out. He grabbed my hair and snarled, "Keep track, does not mean count out loud, bitch.'
"No, Master," I reply.
"What happens now?" he asked me.
"Five extra and the second stroke over again, Master"
"Don't disappoint me again, slut," he warned with a tone in his voice that made me shudder. Master gave me seven well-applied cuts of the cat and asked, 'How many, slut?' I replied three. He began to whip me in earnest, concentrating on my ass, raising a pattern of intricate marks and welts. My mind raced to keep track of the strokes and stay a head of the pain.
" 'How many now, slut?'
" Seventeen, Master."
" 'Now, slut?'"
"Thirty-one, Master"
" 'Once again, slut?"
"Thirty-nine, Master." At this point he paused for a drink of bottled water and removed his clothes.
"I ccould still hear Elaine crying and yelping as Cunt continued to savagely fuck her ass. As Master stood before me I saw he was fully erect. I love the idea that Master can get hard simply by flogging me. He moved out of my line of vision and inquired, 'Where are we, slut?'
"Thirty-nine, Master," came my immediate response. He began to work on my thighs, five on the right, five on the left, one on right, nine of left.
" 'How about now, slut?'
"Eighty-nine, Master" I panted. He stood in front of me again and slowly stroked out the multi-strand whip.
" 'Prepare yourself for these last eleven, because I intend to really lay them on you, Kitten," he stated briskly. He stood astride my body and gazed down on my well-marked bottom. He brought his right back until the braided strands of the whip hung inches in front of my face so I would be very much aware of when the next stroke was delivered. He swung the whip up over his shoulder and brought the strands whistling down onto my right buttock, causing the tips to bite into my right thigh. The pain rocketed through my body, causing it to quake and lunge almost out of control. The strands were in front of my face again. They seemed to dance with a life of their own. Then they were on their arcing journey to punish my left buttock and thigh. Both sides of my vulnerable body were dealing with searing pain, the likes of which I had never know.
"Once again, through tear filled eyes I saw black braided strands hesitating between impacts on my ass and thighs. They struck again, on my right side. My body bucked and jerked against the straps confining me. I was a mass of pain from the top of my well-marked ass to the bottom of my thighs, but through the pain I knew my clit was stiff and protruding slightly and I tried to rub myself on the edge of the whipping block.
" 'How many, you cock sucking, come drinking slut?'
"My reply was barely audible, 'Ninety-three, Master.' Again and again the whip descended its punishing arc and lashed into my ass and thighs. He had never whipped me this hard before. Each time the tips wrapped down onto my quivering thighs they left quarter sized angry red splotches, adding to the complicated pattern already in play.
" 'How many left, slut?'
"Four, Master" came my sobbing answer. This caused him to smile. I had retained my ability to concentrate under very difficult circumstances. He stepped over to my left side and gave me the final four cuts in rapid succession across the full width of my quaking buttocks.
" 'How many more can you take, bitch?'
"I'll take all you are going to give me Master."
" 'Good answer, cocksucker." He smiled at me and loosened the straps securing me to the block.
"I try to compose myself as Master sat on the love seat Cunt had placed at his disposal. I glanced over to the sofa and noticed Elaine and Jean had traded places. Jean sobbed softly as Cunt vigorously butt fucked her in the same fashion he had Elaine, who was now sucking Sir Brendan's hard cock. Her face streamed with tears. Sir Brendan watched with obvious delight as Cunt cruelly sodomized Jean, his eyes glowing with excitement as Cunt pushed Jean's distended pink anus, as she accepted her fate with plaintive little sobs.
"I look back at Master and my eyes fall longingly on his erect pulsating cock. I crawled over to him as he spread his legs and stretched out his arms on either side of his body, leaning back into the love seat. I knelt submissively between his legs, and circled the base of his rock hard cock with trembling hands. I opened my mouth, slowly slid my clinging lips down the length of his cock until my mouth totally engulfed the object of my desire. I cup his swollen balls in my right hand and pushed them up against my stuffed mouth and licked them gently, rolling my head from side to side. I then slid my mouth back up the thick shaft and ran my tongue lovingly around the mushroom shaped head.
"This wasn't his usual routine, which was to hold my head steady and give my mouth a good old-fashioned fucking and I looked up at him. As soon as I made eye contract he snapped at me "Work for the load cock sucker." I realized he was giving me another chance to show off."
Kitten chuckled. "If I do say so myself, I am a great cock sucker because I love doing it. Giving Master pleasure with my talented mouth is one of my greatest joys and now I had the opportunity to indulge myself, and show how thoroughly trained and talented I was.