The beautiful young Britney again drove back to my house well ahead of me and by the time I had parked up and got in she had already been busy. She had put the foam pad onto my kitchen table and was just spreading a sheet over the top. At some stage she must have removed her thong as it was an unclad ass sticking our from under her tartan mini, as she lent across adjusting the sheet.
"You are even more eager than usual, are you going to tell your ex mentor what you found to play with today. By the way your ass looks good."
She jumped up and sat on the table. "As I said I apologised to Mum and Dad for waking them last night, and offered to help Dad to clear out the garage as penance. We were chatting away while filling bin bags with year's worth of rubbish, when I found a riding crop. Dad must have noticed me caressing it, when he looked at me I blushed. I told him that it was a shame to throw it away it looked expensive."
"I really did colour up when Dad said 'I haven't used that on your mother for ages, here take this oil it will need softening up before you can use it'. I could not think of a thing to say, fortunately it was nearly time, so I said I had to get ready for work. Dad said 'don't forget to use the oil on it; we won't expect you home tonight'. I was so embarrassed; I have never talked about anything vaguely sexual with my parents."
"I was in my bedroom; the getting ready involved much more preparation of the crop than getting dressed. I was thinking that we could have some fun it looks much better than your ruler."
She gave me the crop; it was a work of art, a short handle with a tight braided leather shaft ending in a fold of leather around the size of a 50p piece. "This is indeed a tribute to the craftsman's skill, just right for encouraging thick skinned horses, not ideal for tender titflesh."
"Come on, you can experiment on my bum and then go for the tender bits." With that, she slipped out of her skirt and top and stretched out on her stomach.
I held the crop in my right hand and gave it a hard swing onto the table, very near her ear. It hit with a tremendous thwack, easily sinking thru the sheet and foam. "How many like that on your ass would discourage you from playing silly games?" She just smiled at me. I was very unsure of my ability to play with this toy safely, and decided to take it very slowly indeed.
"You are going to have to bear with me, I have got to get the feel of this weapon, do not expect an orgasm for a while." I went to her bum and did a few tentative swings just kissing the tip against one of her cheeks. I then went in with a harder one ensuring that I just made contact, a sharp thwack, and her butt rippled and I had left a red square the size of the tip. I asked her for some feedback.
"That stung, not too bad somewhere between yellow and black."
I then did one more on that cheek and two on her other cheek trying to exactly repeat the force used. She now had four red patches on her lovely white skin. "Assuming you were alright with those I have got the tips obvious power understood, I will now try the shaft."
I knelt down and took a swing trying to ensure that I landed on both cheeks simultaneously and that I did not let the tip make contact. Whack, her skin shuddered from the impact and she let out a loud yelp, there was now a red line on both her cheeks.
"This is a nasty toy beautiful, it could do you serious damage, how was that last one?"
She rolled over onto her side and said, "I suppose that was only a yellow, I'm not sure that I could say black to that until I was more excited, then probably. I just cannot imagine my Mum and Dad doing this sort of thing – spooky. Do you want a practice on your favourite bits now, and then we can get down to some serious action."
I went into the lounge and grabbed a couple of cushions; I placed these under her back, which had her stomach higher than her head. "That gives me better access to the undersides, you will still be able to show some cleavage tomorrow if I concentrate there."
She laughed, "I said they were your favourite bits, you did not like them covered than?"
"The overall package is my favourite; every thing about you is perfect. I am not sure I want to use this vicious thing on you soft boobs but I know you will insist I try." I then gave several taps, just using the tip of the crop on the lower curve of one of her breasts; each stroke was a little harder. The first just kissed her skin, the next shook the area where it landed, and the next shook her whole tit.
None of them did any harm, the last one leaving a red mark and causing Britney to have a sharp intake of breath. I decided that I had got correct level of force for her tits; I did not want to go any harder, I asked. "Right darling, knees bent and as wide apart as you can get them." I then tried some very light taps on the inside of her thighs and then one on to one side of her pussy. These had her squirming but not marked.
I then put down the crop and said "Jump off the table, we are going to have a coffee and cigarette and talk about what we do now." She looked a little disappointed but swung her perfect young legs off the table and wrapped her body around mine.
"What's to talk about, you have been so careful practicing, I know you won't do any damage just give me some pain to enhance my pleasure?"
I lit us both a cigarette and she poured us some coffee and I said "That thing is vicious; I want you to tell me exactly what you want me to do with it."
