Weekend Fun Ch. 03 – Sunday by DarkeEnigma51..,

Sunday

Another day that starts late. I wake. I shower, and then I go and get the two bowls for you.

Opening the door to the room, she sitting in one corner of the cage, the other end is wet and by the smell she’s peed yourself again.

I notice the dried cum on her face and body as I open the cage and put in the water and fruit.

“No abuse this morning?” I say as I look at her.

She glares back at me, not saying anything.

I sit down. “Drink and eat.”

She turns and reluctantly drinks the some of the water before taking some of the fruit from the other bowl.

I sit there watching her eat for a while and when she has finished I stand and start to take her out of the cage. I undo her hands and allow her to stand on her own in the middle of the room and take off the clothes she wore last night.

I move towards her and slip the collar around her neck, then attach the leash and lead her to the door.

She heads towards the shower room, slightly turning her shoulders but I pull her away towards the top of the stairs.

“Not yet.”

I lead her downstairs, into what would have been the parlour when the houses were built.

As we go in I watch as her eyes widen at the array of equipment scattered around the room. She stares at each on in turn, and I follow her gaze, slowly she realises that we are not alone, and she stares at the third person in the room.

“This is Rebecca. She’s a very good friend of mine.”

“Hello bitch.” Rebecca says, moving towards her and taking the leash from me, as she slowly leads her to the St Andrews Cross.

“What the fuck are you doing, this isn’t right, last night everything, you’ve got to let me go.”

Rebecca turns to her, towering over her and slaps her hard across the face.”

“Speak when you’re spoken to you worthless little cunt.”

She stumbles backward slightly from the slap, her cheek reddening.

Rebecca continues to pull her towards the cross, moving behind her and pushing her face first towards the cross. Kick her legs apart.

“Would you mind.” Rebecca looks at me.

“Of course”.

I move forward and attach her ankles the the feet of the cross, while rebecca attaches her wrists to the other ends of the cross beams.

“Please stop.”

“She doesn’t learn does she.”

“No, but that’s part of the fun.”

“We’ll see.” Says rebecca.

“You could gag her.”

Rebecca smiles. “You know I like to hear the little sluts cry and scream.” As she speaks she pulls her head back by her hair and whispers. “I think you’re going to scream the best aren’t you bitch.” Pushing her head away.

I move away, taking a chair in the corner.

“I smell cum on the whore, how many last night?”

“Three.”

“You?” Rebecca asks.

“No. I haven’t.”

Rebecca moves away, picking up a studded leather paddle, about 8 inches in length with metal studs spaced evenly across the surface.

Rebecca stands behind her and gently starts to paddle her arse, slowly growing harder and harder adding more intensity with paddle until the whelts start to form, the soft flesh of her buttocks wobbling as she gets paddle.

She bites her lip, tears form in her eyes and she tries to press herself against the rough wood of the cross as Rebecca paddles her harder and harder.

“Stop, please stop.” She cries. “I can’t … ” The sentence trails off as Rebecca moves away putting down the paddle and slowly picking up the cat o’nine tails.

She swishes it through the air a few times, feeling the weight and then shacking her head and putting it down. Picking up the second one with the metal tips on the tendrals, doing the same, swishing it through the air and satisfied with the weight, she moves back to her.

Standing behind her and slowly start to whip her, gently at first, slow figure of eight motion around Rebecca shoulders and flicking at her tender buttocks. Slowly growing in intensity, getting faster and faster, harder and harder. The steel tips scratching at the tender buttocks.

“Oh, for fucks sake stop, you people are fucking sick.”

This only drives Rebecca on, whipping harder, and faster, the whip whistling through the air before making contact with her arse.

“Please …” Again the sentence tails off as Rebecca stops the punishment.

Moving towards her, Rebecca pushes her hand between your legs and massages her pussy.

She moans as Rebecca massages her.

“Still want me to stop you wet little whore?”

Silence.

Rebecca rubs harder, faster.

“Still want me to stop you wet little whore?”

“Fuck I’m going to cum, you fucking shit faced bitch.”

“No you’re not.” Rebecca pulls away and walks towards me smiling.

“Please.”

“She has potential to be a dirty little bitch.”

I nod. “I know. She just need the right encouragement shall we say.”

Rebecca moves away, picking up the bull whip, standing the length of the whip away from her, she slowly starts to whip her arse again, the bull whip cracking as it makes contact with the buttocks.

“Ow.” She screams, her body shaking from the sobs of pain.

Rebecca keeps flicking at her arse, whipping her harder and harder.

Rebecca stops, moving to the table, picking up the wand and holding it out to me.

“Would you mind.”

I get up taking the wand and walking around to the Cross, kneeling down I look into her eyes and smile and she spits at me. I love as I turn the wand on.

“When you’re ready.” I say to Rebecca, wiping away the spit.

“Just put it on gently.”

I slowly hold the wand against her clit, rubbing it up and down her slit, as Rebecca starts to flick her arse with the bull whip.

“Oh fuck please, stop.”

Rebecca whips harder and faster, as she does I push the wand onto her pussy and clit harder

“Keep it off her clit.”

I move the wand away, avoiding her clit all together, keeping it firm on her pussy lips and watching as her juices begin to flow, covering the end of the wand, running down her thighs.

“No, please, on my clit, please.”

Rebecca whips harder, whips faster.

She tries to move her hips to get the wand on her clit, but I keep moving it away, keeping it hard on her pussy lips but well away from her clit.

“Oh fuck you cunts, please, fuck I’ll do anything, fuck fuck fuck, let me cum.”

Rebecca says nothing, so I keep the wand away from her clit.

“Please, please, I’ll do fucking anything you want.”

“Take the wand away.”

I do as Rebecca asks and remove the wand.

Rebecca walks towards her putting the whip down and undoing the leg restraints and then the wrist restraints. She slumps down, holding the cross to keep her steady.

She looks around at Rebecca.

“I’ll do anything to cum, please, I just need to cum.”

“I know. You’ll cum when I decide.”

Rebecca takes the leash and leads her to the table in the middle of the room, putting her onto it and then fastening the restraints, spreading her legs, her arms secured to the top of the table, pulling them over her head.

Rebecca, drops the small leaf at the foot of the table and then standing between her legs, Rebecca slowly dips her head and licks slowly, teasingly up the length of her pussy

“Oh fuck yes.” She moans, pushing her hips forward.

Rebecca reaches the top of of her pussy, right by her clit, and slowly teasinging licks around her clit, not touching it, licking around. Moving her head back down to her pussy, licking all the way up again, Rebecca circling her tongue around her clit.