"Cum slut, I want you down here on the floor with the top of your head pushed into Reina's pussy, your tits touching the floor, your hands locked together behind your back, your knees spread wide apart and your back arched with your ass as high in the air as you can get it. I am going to give you a total of twenty strokes with my favorite riding crop. They will be randomly applied to your ass cheeks and your thighs with one or two surprises. After we finish with the twenty strokes, you will receive five more in a row directly on your pussy.
Any time your nipples lose contact with the floor you will receive an extra ten strokes. You are to remain silent during your punishment. I will accept a quiet moan or groan now and then but anything louder than that coming out of your mouth will result in another ten additional strokes to your pussy. After each stroke, no matter how many it turns out that you receive, you will say 'Thank You Sir. Should your hands not remain locked behind your back for any reason, you will receive twenty strokes on your tits as a bonus for each time you may forget to keep them in place. If you don't keep your ass up in the air as I've instructed, you will receive and additional ten strokes on each tit and ten on your pussy. These ten will be much harder than any of the others you receive so keep that in mind. Reina will keep track of the totals if or when they should start to add up after we begin. Do you understand everything I have told you cum slut?"
"Yes Master. I will do my best."
I did exactly as Master Bill instructed me to do. I got down on the floor in front of Reina as she sat there like a statue in the #2 position. I was in awe of how well she had kept her body in tune. Her breasts were just perfect and every square inch of her just exuded sex sex sex.
I turned my head to the right and pushed it forward towards her pussy. I had never touched another woman's pussy in my life. To be perfectly honest, I had never had any thoughts or desires, hidden or obvious, to touch another women in any form or manner of sexual contact. I was lying face down on the floor and completely flat from head to foot. I inched my way toward the V of her legs. Her lips were puffy and I could see her wetness in it's beginning stage.
The top of my head finally made contact with Reina's soft swollen clean shaven labia mound and I gave a tiny extra push to insure the contact was solid. I almost laughed out loud when the thought that I was probably the only woman in the world who pushes her head against a pussy instead of her mouth. My eyes stared at the smooth creamy flesh of her left thigh as I began drawing my knees toward me. I was careful to keep my tits and nipples touching the floor as I slowly began raising my ass cheeks higher into the air. After getting my knees directly under my hips, I slowly spread them nearly as wide apart as Reina had her legs. I wasn't as limber with this position but I had no doubt that I would be very quickly in the near future. When my legs reached their maximum spread, I arched my back down which turned my ass upward. I felt the cool air on my vagina, labia, and anus. I must have made quite a sight. As the last act of my submission to Master's orders, I pulled my arms behind my back with each hand taking a strong grip on the forearm of the opposite arm. Keeping my nipples and tits on the floor wasn't as easy as I thought it would be. My chest seemed to want to rise off the ground in this position so I had to concentrate on keeping the upper half of my body on the floor at all times. I quickly became aware of Reina's scent as I'm sure someone close to my pussy would obviously smell mine. That was a turn on that I didn't expect either. I was getting turned on anyway from exposing myself to Master and knowing that he could even see the wrinkly pucker of my asshole's browneye. The smell of Reina's sexual excitement seemed to trigger my sexual response systems On/Off switch to the ON position. And I mean full ON position. I could already feel the wetness starting to seep out of my now very excited pussy. I felt embarrassed and humiliated being in this position with two people watching me very closely but I was also entering fast action turn-on mode at the same time. I could also feel myself beginning to shake a little bit.
The first impact of the riding crop on my right ass cheek came without any warning. It wasn't a really hard swat but it was strong enough to cause a very sharp painful reaction in my body. My body jumped, or maybe I would better describe it as a solid jerk, as every nerve I owned reacted to the impact. I couldn't help letting out a painful moan but I did keep it quiet. This time anyway.
"Thank you Sir."
A second stroke landed in the exact same place and it was definitely harder than the first. This one hurt. I moaned a little longer then the first time and I could feel my eyes getting a little teary as the pain increased.
"Thank you Sir."
The next landed on my left thigh with a loud smack on soft flesh.
"Thank you Sir."
Then came another on my left ass cheek, my left thigh again, and then my right thigh. One more on each ass cheek followed in rapid fire.
"Thank you Sir." "Thank you Sir." "Thank you Sir." "Thank you Sir." I kept up with the 'Thank you Sir's' without a miss and my groans stayed minimal even though the tears were starting to flow fairly steady. I was feeling quite a bit of pain but I was still sexually turned on for some reason that I didn't really understand or comprehend as yet. How could I be sexually stimulated and feeling all this pain at the same time?
I didn't get any time to think about that. Very suddenly, and totally unexpected on my part, an extremely hard stroke landed on the bottom of each of my feet. They came so fast that I was hearing the second stroke before the first stroke had really sunk into my mind and my pain receptacles. The pain was enormous. It was probably much more so because I wasn't expecting these strokes at all.
"Oh shit." I jumped and my nipples came off the floor. And my hands lost the grip on each of my arms which caused each arm to move as if I were going to get a grip on my feet and soothe them until the God awful pain faded away.