Eloise lay across a saddle, her silver gown around her waist. Her chemise was pushed up and her bottom was bare to the cold night air. Inside the grand Cleary home, a celebration was underway. Her finger tips brushed the dirt and another whip across her bottom made her whimper. She was on number four and she wasn't sure if she could bear another. The pain was searing and quick. As quickly as it lashed, it faded and another came down across her bottom. She cried out and he took a cloth and shoved it into her mouth. Another lash and another. All the way to ten. Eloise's face was covered in tears, her screams muffled by the cloth he had gagged her with. She felt his hands, calloused by hard work but gentle with the cream he applied on her bottom. The pain in her bottom was second to the throbbing between her legs however and she yearned to rub the ache to make it go away. It was maddening. All of a sudden, her hands were free and she reached down to massage the ache for the first time...
Eloise awoke suddenly. It was dark in the room and Caleb laid beside her fast asleep. She had been dreaming of Samuel. It had been some time since she had dreamt of him and she sighed. The ache that had been present in her dreams was present in her waking state. She thought of how Caleb had rubbed it and slid her hand down her belly. She felt the soft hair between her legs and gently strokes the lips that hid all the pleasures that were to be had. She looked at Caleb again... He was asleep. Could she touch herself and create that feeling Caleb was able to give her? She slid one finger between the lips and felt the wetness. She stroked the hard nub between her lips and pleasure shot through her groin and made her toes curl. She rubbed it some more. She was lost in a fantasy that included the horse whip and a mouth between her legs and so close when a larger hand grabbed hers.
"What are you doing?" Caleb asked quietly.
Eloise was horribly embarrassed. "I...." How could she respond? Nice ladies didn't touch themselves like this. It was a spot only for her husband to explore.
A light was put on and he stared at her in the dim light. Caleb pulled the covers aside and shoved her night gown up around her waist. "Show me."
"What? Oh, oh no, I couldn't." She was red and deeply humiliated.
"Show me what you were doing. Show me how you were touching your pussy." Caleb took her hand and pressed it between her legs. "Show me how you pleasure yourself."