The first blow, numbed my body. I was just standing there unable to feel anything. Then the paddle attacked me for second time, and my world shook. My ass clenched so much that I felt those muscles, tearing apart.
SWAT......
Down came the third swat, as tears streaked across my face. Tears full of love and appreciation. The same tears Jack had kissed away the night I surrendered my virginity to him.
Suddenly he grabbed my shoulders and jerked my straight up facing him. His face effectively masking the pain he was feeling by hurting me. Those tears started to flow faster. This was the real torture, for me. Just like the way he did at that night, Jack bent down and kissed saltiness away from my eyes. I also calmed down by a bit. Slowly, I snaked my hand to press behind his neck. With a last look of pain his gaze turned dangerous as his hands grabbed my neck at lightning speed.
"You will count the number with me, slut. Do you understand?" he said forcefully sending shivers down my entire body. I nodded vigorously as his grip tightened slowly, depriving my lungs of any oxygen, making my mind fuzzy.
"I asked, do you understand slut?" he said again in a dangerous voice.
"Yes sir" I squeaked with air I could summon in my pharynx. He forced me to mirror again, and swatted my backside, with me counting with each stroke. His hands rained down mercilessly on my poor ass, as tears streamed down my eyes, blurring my vision. I count with each stroke, tortured, voice leaving my lips each time open them to speak. By the time words 'twenty-five' leave my tortured full lips, 'so accomplished for sucking cocks, that I took pride in them' my ass felt raw as desert.
Jack turned me right to face him forced me down to my knees. The freshly cast prints of hands on my ass burnt as my ankles hit them, forcing whimper pain to be released from my desert-like dry throat. His crotch was at level with my face, so I tentatively reached out to unzip him, to please him; when all of a sudden a sharp pain rose in chest.
"Who told you, that you can touch me, baby?" he asked, his voice dangerously sweet, words honeyed with total lust, as he mercilessly pinched and twisted my left nipple, while gently playing with right one. My body protested demanding he harshly treat my right nipple too. He seemed to sense this and pulled at my right nipple totally forgetting my left one.
I was getting frustrated beyond limits. My ass was already, burning like a forge, my pussy was neglected for so long that I had nearly forgotten what it felt like to be touched there, my throat is raw and now this. I wanted him to pinch my nipples, hard not just tease them. To deep throat me with that magnificent cock, fill my mouth, denying me oxygen instead filling my pharynx with his lovely delicious, firm cock.
Then as if sensing my frustration, he pinched hard on both my nipples, catching me totally off guard. I let out the most animal moan ever, as the pleasure started to lace with pain ran rampant in my torso. He bent down to kiss me, as I frantically opened my lips, to give access to his wet tongue inside my dry mouth. Oh, that feeling.
He firstly licked my dried, parched lips, giving them some much needed moisture. Then his tongue darted inside my mouth, licking the roof of it, causing me to squirm and apply more pressure to my stinging butt, which by now was turning pleasurable, all the while never leaving my nipples. I was feeling totally contended by this treatment. So much so, that I even forgot that I had a needy pussy which was oh, so neglected.
Here again, my love surprised me. I never noticed when he squatted down. All I felt was that his hand left my right nipple, as I let out a moan of total frustration at the loss. I thought he was going to tease me again, and I know I surely would scream if he dared to do so. But he instead went down to my much neglected, and in a way abused pussy and flicked it, only once at my throbbing, forgotten clit.
If I had thought that, stimulating my nipples was the loveliest thing he did, boy was I proven wrong. The current that flowed in body was too much to bear. My entire body squirmed, my soul vibrated, my sweet little pussy, milked the intruder that was not there at all. Jack's finger then again forgot where my clit was and he started wandering around, touching my labia, tickling my things and determinedly avoiding my sensitive areas.
I was getting too much frustrated on his behavior. I needed release. And he was not giving me that at any cost. He really was testing my patience. He wanted me to reach out and touch myself, so that he could punish me. I really started thinking that I can bear 10 more strikes on my ass if it meant a single touch to my almost forgotten and totally desperate self.
With me deep in thoughts, my lover gave me third surprise of the night. In an instant he pushed me back and laid me down on ground, my hands above me pinned below his one hand while other swirled on my tummy.
