Amelia. Part 3
Katie meets Mistress Evelyn.
"Oh, lord, Amelia. My ass is burning hot. Your mother really knows how to lay it on when she's asked to."
The two girls were in Amelia's room, recovering from their afternoon punishment session with Kay. Katie hadn't been satisfied with her first round of experimental submission to Kay's three instruments of discipline. The leather paddle had warmed her up nicely, turning her tanned backside a lovely deep shade of red, but as Kay had explained, it served more as a teaser than a punisher and Katie was more than ready to take her twenty-four strokes from the training crop.
Kay was too gentle with Katie's virgin bottom and barely left any marks at all with this instrument and this had left Katie deeply frustrated.
"Mistress, thank you for whipping me with the crop. May I make a request though?" Katie had asked.
"Certainly, my dear. What would you like me to do for you?" Kay had been holding back, wanting to reel Katie in slowly. Always leave them wanting more, she thought.
"Please would you give me another twenty-four strokes with the crop, but please make them harder. I know I can take it and I want to carry the stripes of my punishment on my ass for a few days. I want to feel that you are truly punishing me, not just playing." It was a brave request and Katie knew that she was verging on insulting her 'Mistress' by suggesting that she was not being... what? Cruel enough? Dominating enough? A proper punisher?
"That's fine, Katie." Kay reassured her. "I didn't want to scare you as this is your first experience, but I will happily raise the tempo if you believe that is what you want. How's this?" and she sliced the crop through the air, striking Katie's raised buttocks squarely across both sides. The whoosh and the crack were considerably louder than before, than when Amelia had taken her strokes, and Katie let out a howl of surprise and pain.
"Owwwww! Godddd!" Katie lapsed into a long silence as she absorbed the pain, and the idea that she could have another twenty-three strokes just like that. God it stings. That's bloody sore! But even as those thoughts went through her, the pain lessened and a fiery heat began to flow through her.
"Thank you, Mistress. That's perfect. Please continue my punishment." What the fuck am I saying? This is agony. It's what I asked for. Punishment. I'm going to tell Georgina about this. I'm paying my moral debt to her and she should know.
"Aaaagghhhh! Thank you Mistress. Please give me another stroke." I'm going to show Georgina the stripes. That should prove to her how much I value her friendship and what I'm prepared to go through to make it up to her.
"Ngggghh! Thank you Mistress." I'm getting used to this now. It stings like buggery and the fire is feeding on itself and I want it to burn. My god it's making me horny. "Please give me another one."
And so the punishment progressed until Katie had twenty-four livid stripes across her bottom, not that they could be individually counted as several crossed over previous strikes. These marks will last a week at least, Kay estimated. It had been a while since she had brandished her crop and had forgotten how long the thin red lines remained after a decent whipping.
"It's isn't over yet, Katie!" Kay showed her supplicant the multi-thonged whip. Katie looked at it through teary eyes and remembered how Kay had made the thongs kiss Amelia's pussy. She knew that stimulation like that would tip her over the edge and into orgasm. Her pussy was so aroused right now, with the pain and the nakedness and the submission, humiliation and the deep desire to be thrashed Her clitoris was swollen and peeking out from its protective hood.
"Yes, please Mistress. Please whip me." If she hits my clit, I'm going to explode. And indeed, after just six gentle lashes on her gaping cunt, Katie screamed, moaned and collapsed into the chair as her orgasm overtook her. Both Kay and Amelia held her as she shuddered in pulsating disorder and slowly, very slowly, she returned to her surroundings.
"I think you two girls should have a shower and take a rest before dinner." Kay announced as Amelia comforted her friend. "Punishment is concluded."
Kay took away the whip, paddle and crop and put them in her room to be cleaned and laid away later. Then she went to the kitchen to finish her preparations for dinner as Amelia led Katie to the bathroom to help her in the shower.
And now, as Amelia stroked her friend's hair as they lay together on her bed, they fell into a drowsy sleep.
It didn't last long, however, as the front doorbell woke them half an hour later. Amelia roused herself and started to dress. That didn't take long either as there wasn't much to put on. A loose skirt and a top. No need for underwear. Katie followed suit and they wandered through to the living room, so recently the scene of their submission but now returned to normal.
"Well, girls. Look who's come to pay us a visit!" Kay rose to welcome them back. Amelia wasn't overly surprised. It was Evelyn, seated comfortable on the sofa.
"Oh, hello. What a pleasant surprise! How nice to see you, Evelyn." Amelia only used the 'Mistress' address during her visits to Evelyn's chamber. "May I introduce you to my friend, Katie? We went to school together."
Evelyn regarded the pair of girls with a knowing smile. The flush of sleep did not disguise the flush of recent orgasms. She stood and approached Katie with her hand extended.
"How lovely to meet you, Katie. I have just been hearing a little about you from Kay. It's always a pleasure to meet a kindred spirit. A sun worshiper, that is - of course. I understand you are recently returned from a holiday in the Mediterranean. What a beautiful tan you have, and on such a beautiful girl." She completed the flattery. Evelyn's eye roamed over the gorgeous body of the young woman before her as she shook her hand. A good strong grip, she noted with approval.
Katie's flush deepened as she looked up at this lovely woman. "Thank you, Evelyn. It's a pleasure to meet you too. I confess I have heard a little about you too." Katie left unsaid what she had heard. Amelia's Mistress. Caning. Twenty-four strokes. Her ass tingled still from the stimulation of the crop and yet her mind was already working on a different scenario. This Evelyn woman is exactly as I had pictured her. Tall, strikingly good-looking, confident, with a twinkle of humour in her eye as she makes her words dance with inuendo. Oh god, she's magnificent, and I'm blushing.
"Well, I hope what you've heard doesn't scare you, Katie." The twinkle in the eye definitely there as Katie blushed even more deeply.
"No, no. Not at all, no." Katie responded with a nervous giggle. She considered a braver reply but her voice failed her. That was a close one, she thought, I nearly made a crass fool of myself. Surely this is just a social visit. Not my place to start offering to show her my tan, and the marks on my ass. I'd quite like to though. She's a stunner, now that I spend more time looking at her. No wonder Amelia talks of her with such awe. She's so composed. There would be no fooling her, I bet.
It was early evening and Kay offered everybody a drink. Katie made herself useful, serving Evelyn's to her on a small tray, secretly delighted at the appreciative smile she received in thanks. The conversation ranged, as always, over several topics but finally the elephant in the room waved its trunk.
"Kay tells me you had a run-in with your friend who you went on holiday with, Katie. That must have put a downer on your trip." Evelyn's twinkle had returned.
Katie wasn't greatly surprised to hear that Kay had been talking about this with Evelyn. The whole evening seemed to have been engineered towards them meeting, even to the extension of an invitation for Evelyn to join them all for dinner. Clearly it was no accident that Evelyn had just 'popped by' at a moment like this.
Katie wasn't daft. She would see how far this went without having to reveal herself completely, even if Evelyn already knew what was going on.
"Yes, that's right. It did ruin the last couple of days, but with Amelia's help, and Kay's kind assistance, I'm sorting that out. I suppose it really was my fault, so I actually plan to go round to her place tomorrow to show her how contrite I am about it. It's too silly to lose a friend over a silly argument, isn't it?" A brilliant deflection, she congratulated herself.
Evelyn was impressed too. Kay had told her in detail just how contrite Katie was trying to be and she took Katie's reticence in the spirit it was given. She did not push the issue. The way Katie looked at her was enough for her to know that soon enough, she too would be joining her stable of supplicants. She also knew that Katie was currently bearing fresh lines across her buttocks from a session with the crop that, according to Kay, she had demanded be much more testing than Kay had originally intended. That would explain her gentle perch on the cushioned sofa, Evelyn smiled at the thought.
"Well, you sound like a very sensible young woman, Katie." She observed. "I also gather that you mentioned to Kay that beyond hot European beaches, you also enjoy a dip in cold lakes and rivers throughout the year. Wild swimming, don't they call it? I can't offer the wild, well, not that sort anyway, but now the summer is over, my own swimming pool is rather chilly; you would be welcome to come round to my house if you fancy a cold dip in a pool sometime. I keep it clean and clear of leaves." She smiled invitingly across at Katie.
"Oh, yes. Thank you, Evelyn. I'd love to do that sometime." She smiled back. An understanding passing between them, albeit, Katie wasn't quite sure what it was she understood from the invitation, but she could certainly imagine. And hope.
But first, she had to confront Georgina. She debated with herself whether she should ask Amelia to go with her on her mission. She decided yes. She would. And so the two found themselves ringing Georgina's doorbell the very next afternoon. Katie knew she would be at home, and likely alone, so this was the perfect time.
She was, and after a brief hesitation, Georgina let the two girls into her house to make their case.
"I'm here to apologise, Georgie, for upsetting you. I had no idea it would rile you so much and I don't want to lose your friendship. I followed through on my bet, with Amelia's help and I want to show you the proof of my contrition. Can I do that, please?" She made puppy eyes at her friend and pouted her lower lip, hoping to soften Georgina's mood.
Georgina looked at her curiously. "You followed through? How exactly?"
