Part 62 (1/2)
Chapter 111.
Truthfully, between the syrup play and this punishment, I was more than ready to take advantage of Jane's offer. I knew that she'd gladly have s.e.x with me, and it wouldn't be entirely forced. Tempting as it was, I wanted to finish this first.
I looked back up at the girls as my right hand strayed to stroke gently at Sheila's hair as she knelt quietly beside me. Jane's tears had stopped reasonably quickly and she stood resigned that she was going to have to endure whatever I had planned. At least she wasn't blindfolded or forced to stand feet wide as Elizabeth was. I'd even allowed her to keep her dress for the moment, though it was pulled down revealing her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. But in her current position, there wasn't much she could do about that.
Elizabeth stood in her bonds and cried quietly, not even aware of where I was, or if I was watching her. She twisted her trapped wrists occasionally, testing her tether, desperately wanting out of this.
After a few minutes, Elizabeth s.h.i.+fted a bit, turning her head towards where she thought I was.
”M-master?” she inquired a bit to my left.
”What can I do for you?” I asked her innocently. Her head reoriented on my voice and she spoke more towards me, her ears guiding her.
”My arms hurt.”
”They're supposed to.”
”Please let me down. I'll do whatever you want. I promise. I'll be good.”
”I still have more planned for your defenseless little body.”
”Please. I've learned my lesson. I'll do what you want. I'll beg you if you want.”
”I want you to beg. For your next punishment.”
”Please no.”
”Elizabeth?”
”Alright. What are you going to do to me?”
”You and Jane.”
”Me and Jane,” she hung her head obscuring my view of her bare b.r.e.a.s.t.s with her hair.
”Just beg me to continue your punishment.”
”Oh G.o.d.” She swallowed, a flush rising over her entire body. ”Um. Th-this slave ... I can't do this. Please.”
”For every moment you procrastinate, I double the amount of time you and Jane spend here.”
”Oh G.o.d. I'm sorry. This slave begs for her punishment. Please do whatever you are going to us. Please?”
”Do you deserve your punishment?”
She stopped. She brought her head back up as if to look at me. I could tell by the set of her mouth that she didn't know what she was supposed to say. Truth, or what she thought I wanted to hear.
”This slave doesn't know. Does she deserve punishment?”
”Weren't you ever taught not to answer a question with a question?” I tormented the nude bound woman.
”Oh G.o.d. I don't know. Please.”
”Do you deserve punishment?”
She took a deep breath. I could see her bare body shaking as she struggled to find the right answer. She finally whispered, ”Yes. This slave deserves her correction.” Her voice picked up speed, ”Please, Master, but Jane doesn't. Please let her go.”
I walked over to her silently and crouched in front of her. I traced my finger down her cheek gently. Not expecting the touch, she jumped, putting more strain on her bound arms and moaning. She carefully placed herself back into her bent position and murmured, ”This slave is sorry for moving. You can touch me.”
”Startled you?”
”Please. I can't see. Please don't punish me. You can touch me wherever you want. Face. t.i.ts. a.s.s. Legs. Anything. I wasn't trying to resist. Please.”
I kissed her cheek and spoke gently to her. ”I know. Relax. I understand.”
”Thank-you,” she mumbled as she hung in her position. I noticed her toes curling as she fought down her humiliation.
I sat on the floor in front of her and simply looked over her tight body. She was straining against her bonds, moaning as she felt the aches settle further into her muscles. I waited for her to speak again.
”Sir? Are you still there?”
”I'm here.”
”Please. What are you going to do to us? This hurts. Is this my punishment? To stand here like this?”
”Not all of it.”
”Oh G.o.d. Please. You don't need to hit me. I've learned what I'm supposed to. I'll never disobey again. It doesn't matter if I want to do something or not, I'll just do it.”
”Fair enough. But I want to make sure you won't forget it.”
”I won't. I swear it.”
I rose to my feet and padded back to the chair. I crouched by Sheila and whispered a few instructions to her.
”Please no. You have no idea how much that thing hurts.”
”You're right, I don't. But I'm not going to subject them to a lot of it.”
”Oh G.o.d.”
”I just need for you to get it. I won't make you use it.”
”Promise?”
”I promise. You can sit back and watch.”