Helena waited, not daring to meet her Mistress's eyes, lest it cause another immediate punishment.
"You have done quite well... so far Helena," Sophia exclaimed.
"Thank you Mistress," Helena mumbled, trying to remember her place and her rights as a slave, which weren't many at all.
Both girls just sat there enjoying the moment. So seldom does it ever occur that a Mistress may find a whore worthy of her, or a whore find a Mistress worthy of her either. Both just sat there enjoying the moment. Sophia then raised her feet onto the chair looking at Helena.
"Suck me, taste me, tongue fuck me." Sophia said.
Helena immediately dropped to her knees in front of Sophia, quickly fastening her mouth over Sophia's pussy waiting for the golden champagne she so loved to drink from her Mistress. Sophia then reached down caressing her whore's hair. God, Sophia thought, I am so lucky with this bitch. Easy to train, eager to please, a definite keeper she thought just as her bladder finally let loose. Sophia thrust her hips slightly forward to allow her Helena easier access, then just relaxed letting it all flow, listening to the gentle gurgle coming from between her legs. Once she was done with her toilet, and her toilet had finished cleaning her completely, Sophia stood.
"Look over there, I need you to go and fasten yourself to the new equipment." Sophia said to Helena, looking to where her Mistress pointed, but could not understand what was so new about it.
It was just a sort of familiar box frame with shackles attached for her wrists and ankles. She was used to the cross frame, and sure this was a little different, but she was still confused. But, her Mistress had told her to, so she went over and began fastening herself down. Helena went and fastened herself down as best as she could. Now obviously she could never do all of her straps. However do you think that our devious Sophia cared? Helena was on a box frame. Very old fashioned, a simple square frame. But Sophia liked its simplicity for this reason. She had made very minor changes to it. After fastening the final strap locking Helena in place, Sophia was glad to show off.
"This is, so simple. I do NOT say it will bring out the best in you whore, I am saying though that it is the best for all around spanking and whipping. When you first look it does look like a square. But when you looked closer you see the hinges. Small hinges that would allow me to position you in nearly any way I want to." For one beautiful, but rare moment, their eyes met.
Walking over, Sophia fastened the last cuff, making sure Helena was firmly tightened in the straps. Sophia just walked around, slowly circling her whore, enjoying her attentions. Going back to her table, Sophia picked up a riding crop, and strode back to Helena. As tears roll down the whore's face, Sophia began to whip her breasts with the riding crop. Smashing her nipples with the crop brings a delightful scream from her whore's throat exciting Sophia even more and causing her to redouble her nipple whipping. After a few minutes, Helena's breasts are bright red, bruises forming, and a little bit of blood trickles from one breasts. They are completely marked by her Mistresses lashings.
Putting the crop down for a moment, Sophia leans into Helena and licks the tears off her face. Digging her fingers into Helena's breasts, Sophia steps back pulling the whore's breasts out as far as they will go. Helena just whimpers. Sophia leans forward again and bites down hard on one nipple, her right hand going between her whore's legs to rub her mound. Sophia slides two fingers into her whore's moist pussy and begins finger fucking her. Kneeling down, she begins to suck on Helena's clit, her fingers pumping in and out of the whore's pussy. Helena begins moaning louder and louder, her juices wetting her Mistresses face and hand, then she lets out a scream as she comes. Then she lets out a shriek as she feels her Mistress bite down hard on her outer labia. Sophia stands and rubs her wet face against the whore's lips.
"You are doing splendidly, I am very proud of you." Kissing her softly on the lips Sophia whispers to Helena.
Helena's eyes brim with tears of happiness as she gazes back into her loving Mistresses eyes. Sophia picks up the crop and begins rubbing it between Helena's legs. Soon Helena is orgasming again, her juices soaking the riding crop in her Mistresses hand. Sophia raises the crop to her face and licks some of the whore juice, then presses it to Helena's face and watches her lick it totally clean of her juices.
Sophia steps back and goes behind Helena. Raising her arm she begins raining hard blows on Helena's back. Striking her across her shoulder blades, and down to her ass and back up. Sophia keeps up her beating until Helena starts to go a bit limp, but Sophia does not stop. Her whore was still screaming so beautifully. Sophia feels herself getting wet as nice large bruises form on Helena's back. Some of her blows were harder than she realized as some of the welts are bleeding slightly. Her arm finally grows tired, so Sophia stops and moves to Helena's front, pulling one of her nipples out as far as it will go, she kissed Helena, then heads back towards her table to sit for awhile. Sitting down, catching her breath she admires her handiwork. Helena is standing again, her face has one bright red welt across it, and below her neck it is a mass of welts and bruises. Sophia just loves the way Helena looks at her waiting, she knows there will be more punishment shortly.
Finally, getting her breath back, Sophia takes another sip of coffee and looks at her beautiful whore Helena. Still tightly bound to the box frame, she seems to have recovered nicely and her eyes are glowing with pain pleasure and lust. Sophia is very pleased with her whore's reactions and can't wait to get started on her again. Standing Sophia heads over to the table and grabs a different whip. This one has long slender horse hair attached to the handle. Just perfect for breaking skin lightly, and of course pain. Sophia startles Helena as she grabs the side of the frame and tilts it backwards. Helena obviously did not notice the changes her Mistress had made to it. Tilting it back until Helena upside down, Sophia stepped back and enjoyed the moment. Her whore totally helpless before anything her mind could devise to do to her.
Not able to wait any longer, Sophia went around to face Helena's ass, and immediately began whipping her ass with the new whip. Sophia could see Helena's ass cheeks clench tightly with the pain. She was obviously surprised this whip could hurt so much. Sophia kept up a repetitive whipping against her ass, delighting in the sounds of the whip making it swooshing noise as it headed towards Helena, then the final whack as it cracked firmly into her flesh. Soon Helena's ass was even more red than before. Partly because of all the small cuts that now appeared across her ass, the blood slowly dripping down her back and onto the floor where Helena could see it. Going back to the table, Sophia dipped the horse hairs of the whip into her bowl of vinegar, spreading them around to get fully covered, then headed back and began an even stronger, harsher whipping of the whores ass. At the first strong slash of the whip against her ass, Helena let out a very satisfying scream. The whip bruising and lightly cutting her flesh, and the vinegar going into the cuts already there.
Enjoying the new screams and groans, Sophia kept up the whipping, only pausing now and then to put fresh vinegar on the whip ends. Soon Helena's screams got a little fainter. She was once again becoming used to the pain, or ready to pass out. Sophia didn't really care which, she just wanted to hear some more screaming from her wonderful pussy whore. She headed back to the table, and after placing the whip back picked up a candle and lighter and headed back to Helena's ass. By now Helena was crying and sobbing making a puddle on the floor with her tears. She was trying to twist in her bonds to see behind her as to what her Mistress was doing, but all she could see were Sophia's feet. Using the small amounts of fresh blood still leaking from Helena's butt cheeks, Sophia lubricated the long thick candle, then inserted the bottom slowly into Helena's ass. As she felt it begin to enter her asshole, Helena let out another piercing shriek and began bucking wildly. Sophia had carefully chosen a candle that was just a bit wider than the entrance to Helena's anus.
Letting the candle pop out, Sophia slapped Helena's ass a few times with her right hand as hard as she could. Then, rubbing the candle with the bit of blood on her palms from the spanks, Sophia gently placed it at the entrance of Helena's asshole and just waited. slowly Helena's sobs decreased and then finally stopped. Sophia squeezed Helena's cheeks gently and began licking her buttocks and anus, gently nipping her way around each sex cheek. As she felt Helena slowly relax, Sophia suddenly grabbed the candle in both hands and slammed it into Helena's ass driving it into her ass halfway up the candles length. Helena's newest screams of pain were a total delight to Sophia's ears. The candle was definitely too wide for Helena, and she felt like she was being ripped wide open. But her Mistress had guessed the width quite correctly and it stretched her ass too its absolute limit with a bit of bleeding but no real damage. Waiting for her whore to slowly get accustomed to the candle sticking proudly out of her butt, Sophia absent mindedly played with Helena's obviously very aroused pussy. When Helena's cries had finally changed to a mild sobbing, Sophia lit the candle, smiling when Helena shuddered at the sound of the lighter sparking to life. Making sure the candle was well lit and went back to her chair and coffee and waited for the next round of pain and pleasure to start. Sophia sipped her coffee enjoying the fact that Helena knew she was nowhere near her, and therefore was totally unprepared for anymore pain.
Waiting until she could see a wax dripping halfway down the candle, Sophia started tapping her fingers on the table. She knew this would make Helena relax just that tiny bit more knowing her Mistress was still across the room. Watching that nice fat bead of wax slowly drip down the candle was also getting Sophia extremely aroused, anticipating the screams from her whore when the hot wax settled onto her sensitive fuck hole. Sophia actually shuddered in delight at the thought wetting herself even more.
