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Sometime during the middle of the night I awoke, momentarily confused as to the where and what. However, when a delicate hand has a hold on your cock and another is fondling your balls, you figure out quickly what's up. It was quickly me.
Once she had me fully hard she rolled on top of me and guided me into her once more wet pussy. Damn it felt good. This time I let her control the tempo and just lay back to enjoy. I'll tell you this, she can give as good as she gets. She kept increasing the pace and was soon hammering away nearly as hard and fast as I had earlier.
Well before I was there, she cried out as she came for the first time. After all, this was my fourth time in less than a day. She was persistent however, and talented. Soon I was getting close myself but not before she'd cum twice more, each one seemingly stronger than the first. Finally her tightness and skill were enough to push me over the top and I exploded deep inside her just as she reached her forth orgasm. Man the lady can fuck!
We collapsed into each others arms and were soon sleeping hard once more.
When I opened my eyes again, sunlight was pouring through the windows. I didn't have any good idea what time it was, but sensed it wasn't too early. Laura was still out cold and still had her arms wrapped around me. I wiggled out of her grasp and quietly got out of bed, trying not to wake her. She stirred a bit, but never woke.
I headed for the kitchen to put on the coffee, an almost addictive habit of mine; get out of bed, make coffee. Once that was going I decided to stoke up the fireplace. The sun wouldn't warm the cabin for a few hours yet and I had plans for Laura before then that weren't clothing optional, none would be allowed. I grabbed my sweats and shirt and headed to the bathroom. After my morning pee I started rummaging in the medicine cabinet for things I knew I had on hand.
I'd tried to be quite, but either I was unsuccessful or she simply woke up. By the time I came out of the bath Laura was just sitting up on the side of the bed. Her tits were starting to show the bruising that I knew would last a while, and judging by the way she sat up, her ass was pretty tender too.
"How do you feel?" I asked neutrally.
"I'm not quite sure yet, but pretty damn stiff and sore for sure!" she said in what sounded like ill-humor. I couldn't blame her really.
"Here take these, I'll get you some water," I said handing her a small fistful of pills.
"What's all this?" she said very skeptically.
"When are you going to start trusting me, huh? There is ibuprofen for the swelling, acetaminophen for the general pain and a megadose of vitamin C to help the bruising. If you don't want them, don't, but they will definitely help. And don't forget, I'm not through with you by a ways yet."
"I'll take the water please," she said a little sheepishly.
I got it for her. By the time I returned she was on her feet and stretching carefully. I got a look at her ass and other than the three stripes it looked normal, though I'm sure it was sore. The stripes had turned to a dull red and the welts, while still present were smaller. The bruising was starting to show. All and all she'd be damn sore for a while longer but she was perfectly alright. I'd done my job well, so far. It wasn't over.
"A real hot bath will help the stiffness too. Want me to run it for you?" I said with a sincere smile.
She smiled back and said yes. By the time I had it going the coffee was ready. Before I headed back to the kitchen to get some I said, "I added some bath salts, that should help the soreness too. Do you want some coffee?"
"Not a coffee drinker, any tea?"
"I'll check" was my response"
I returned with a coffee cup in hand and informed her that there was some tea, I'd bring her a cup in the tub.
She smiled again, "Thanks"
"And take it as hot as you can stand, it will help the soreness more" I said as I went back to make the tea.
This time when I returned she was neck deep in that tub which is wonderful for soaking. I handed her the tea and sat on the toilet to talk a bit.
"You soak as long as you like. I'll go get breakfast organized. Pancakes, bacon and eggs okay?"
"I'm surprisingly hungry, that would be great" She replied.
"Take your time, I'll get everything ready but wait till you're out to start cooking"
"You really are an enigma, you know!" she said in a voice I hadn't heard before.
"Thank you!" was all I said as I headed to the kitchen, closing the bathroom door behind me.
As I was getting the food ready, I realized that I felt like a little kid on Christmas morning. All excited to open my presents, or in this case present. I couldn't wait to get to the final piece of my 'plan'. After that I intended to just play it by ear. In my mind I kept running through exactly how I intended to abuse Laura's pussy with the crop and more.
My daydreaming was interrupted when Laura came out of the bedroom wearing her shorts and tee shirt.
As I started cooking I asked, "Feel better?"
"Actually, quite a bit better. Thanks."
She was moving more normally, but was obviously still a bit stiff. I figured I had all day to give her cunt a complete workout that would result in her having no choice but to think about this weekend for at least a few days. I fully intended to keep my promise to John that she would come home unable to walk normally. She looked completely fuckable! Which was exactly what I had in mind.
Soon I had breakfast on the table and again we both ate heartily and in near silence. Once finished, I cleared and cleaned up while she had a second cup of tea.
All done, I said to her, "Time for us to start the day off right. Go into the bedroom and get undressed. I'll be right there. Better go use the toilet too!"
Her expression was definitely one of trepidation, but she got up and headed that way.
I gathered what I wanted from the main room and headed to the bedroom myself. There I picked up the other items I was going to use and set everything near the bed. I stripped the bed until only the fitted sheet remained. By that time Laura was just coming out of the bathroom.
I was half hard just from the anticipation.
Laura saw the pile of cuffs, rope, crop and ball gag. "Please Scott, don't do this. I really don't think I can stand it. It's just too much! PLEASE!" she begged.
Hardheartedly I said, "I'm doing this and you have no choice but to stand it!"
"Oh God Scott, please don't crop my, uh . . . your, , , cunt" she pleaded in halted meter.
"Very good, you remembered. Now get on the bed"
"At least give me a safe word, please. I would have used it several times by now if you had and I know this will be worse, please at least that!"
"A safe word isn't going to do you any good with a gag on, besides we've been through this already. You had your chance and insisted on not having one, it's too late to change your mind" I said evilly.
She just sagged and involuntarily shuttered.
Then, as if I had just thought of it, I told her what I'd actually had in mind all along.
"Tell you what. No safe word, but I'll leave off the gag. When it truly gets to where you can't take any more, you can beg me to stop. If you beg real good, maybe I will. BUT, if you start begging before I'm convinced you need to, I'll gag you then and keep cropping that little twat until it bleeds, got it?"
She looked shaken. Of course I wasn't going to do that, but after the last 24 or so hours, I had so effectively kept her off her equilibrium that I knew she thought I just might. It effectively gave her a safe word, because I knew she wouldn't start begging now until she really did reach her limit, which was exactly what I wanted to know.
"Okay, I understand" she said shakily, and then she laid down on the bed.
I was getting more and more excited. First I secured her hands to the sides of the headboard. Then I put the cuffs on her ankles. Tossing the ropes over the appropriate beams I was able to pull her legs up and apart until they made a very wide V that just barely lifted her ass off the mattress. When I tied it all off it was perfect.
She was obscenely splayed and I had complete access to her totally vulnerable crotch and the tender insides of her milky white thighs. As I picked up the crop I heard her gasp softly. I made her wait, anticipating when and where the first blow would fall.
Finally I just had to begin. I started by working up and down the insides of each thigh. Slapping hard enough to sting nicely, but not too hard, yet. I spent several minutes like that coming as close as I possibly could to her pussy lips without actually touching them, then I'd work about half way from her crotch to her knee. Side to side up and down until the whole insides of her thighs were a very nice pink.
She was soon grunting softly, trying to maintain control.
I decided to move on, the next time I worked toward her cunt I didn't stop like before. I continued until I was slapping her pussy lips themselves, though definitely not as hard as I had been smacking her thighs. I landed about a half a dozen blows to her lips before pausing to let the sensation sink in. I was sure it was painful, but not nearly as painful as it would be before I was done.
