Frankie goes to the side of the bed and leans down to the floor near the head, and emerges holding a length of rope tied to the metal post at the head of the bed. She grabs Gabby’s hand and pulls her up the bed to tie her wrist with the rope. Once satisfied with the knot, she goes around to the other side of the bed to do the same there, and explains as she does so, “Being tied up is about discipline and control. Tied like this allows a lot of movement, especially for the legs and lower body. With the arms restricted, it means you can’t play with yourself with your hands, meaning I get to do whatever I like, and decide what happens and when.
“I could tie you in other ways. Hog-tied with your arms and legs at your front. By tying your hands together, and your feet together, with a short length of rope holding the hands and feet, you can be on your back, or on your hands and knees, and you would be helpless as I play with you. Or, I could hog-tie you with your arms and legs at your back, which would strain you more as your hands and feet are stretched further, which leaves your legs wide apart and your chest exposed; the more pleasing option for the camera, but, both have their uses, depending on what we want to do.
“For now though, simply having your wrists tied to the bed gives me all the control I need for some lessons.”
Frankie walks around to the foot of the bed, and sees Gabby sitting quite high up the bed, so, she leans over and grips her ankles and pulls her down more centrally, stretching her arms to a yelp and some moans.
Gabby’s heart rate increases, showing to Frankie as her chest rapidly rises and falls as she takes short, staccato breaths. Frankie leans a hand over the young woman, and places the palm gently but firmly on Gabby’s abdomen. The teen feels the warmth radiate from Frankie, calming her breathing and steadying her heart, for now.
Frankie resumes walking around the bed to face a cabinet on the side wall, and, after a moment, picks up a pair of nipple clamps connected by a stainless steel chain. She turns to the tied student, and explains, “Someone might tip for these: nipple clamps.”
Leaning across the bed, Frankie presses open one of the clamps and pushes the pads against the areola around a nipple, and eases the pressure to pinch it. She threads the chain through her fingers and thumb to grip the other clamp, and presses that open as she places it and releases slowly to take bite on the other nipple.
Gabby groans a little from the soreness of the clamps being attached to her tits, and Frankie threads her fingers and thumb along the chain to it’s centre, and runs them back and forth along it, and tugs at it. The young woman moans, and Frankie tugs again. Gabby stares into her eyes without so much as a tear as Frankie tugs, and tugs, and tugs, and tugs on the chain, stretching the tits from the nipples with each pull.
Frankie takes things up a notch by threading her forefinger under and over the chain, under and over, under and over, twisting the chain to wrap snugly around the length of the finger. She curls up her finger with a beckoning motion, and the already tighter chain tugs tighter still on the puffy nipples, getting redder and sorer.
Frankie unwinds the chain from her forefinger, and Gabby moans approvingly with arousal at the display of domination from Frankie, and Frankie goes back to the cabinet and picks up a ball gag, and asks, “I take it I don’t need this? That might change though,” and she replaces the ball gag and removes the nipple clamps from the young woman.
After replacing the nipple clamps in the cabinet, Frankie picks up a leather flogger. She walks back to the side of the bed and drapes the tasselled strands over Gabby’s tender looking teen body, stroking her belly with a tickle and a tease. Frankie begins to roll her wrist to slap the strands onto Gabby’s belly, faster and faster as the teen arches her back up to meet them as Frankie slaps the strands down with each rotation of her wrist.
Frankie turns her flogging to the teen’s tits, adding to the soreness from the tugging of the clamps, and returns to flog her belly before draping the flogger over Gabby’s clit. She brushes the tasselled strands up the length of her pussy lips a few times before she rolls her wrist to slap against the labia, leaving them with a stinging. Gabby continues to sound like she’s enjoying herself, so Frankie flogs her pussy again a few more times, and runs the flogger up her crotch, over her belly, and across her tits, then she goes to replace the flogger in the cabinet.
Next, Frankie picks up a cane from the cabinet, and presents it to Gabby, showing it off as she waves it above the young woman’s bare body. Gabby bites her lip, wide-eyed with excitement as she awaits what she expects from the cane. Hovering above the small, pert tits as they rise and fall quick with the pace of Gabby’s breathing, Frankie lowers the cane to rest across them, rubbing slowly back and forth, and then, snap!
Gabby bites her lip with a smile as Frankie smacks the cane across the tits, and rubs back and forth again. Then, snap, across the upper breasts, then rubbing. Then snap, across the underside of the breasts, then rubbing. Then, snap, across the already sore nipples. Gabby moans more and more with pleasure with each strike. Frankie, though, strikes again, harder, and again, harder, and again, harder still.
Red bars adorn the bare breasts of the young woman like griddle marks on a piece of meat, as Frankie strikes again and again against them, occasionally slapping across the belly, marking that too with the red bars. Gabby shows no signs of breaking down under the cane no matter how hard Frankie strikes.
Frankie unties the wrists of the young woman, and orders her, “Turn over.”
Gabby does as she is told, rolling onto her front, and Frankie sets down the cane on the side of the bed as she reties her wrists.
Frankie picks up the cane again and rubs across the buttocks, and snaps down onto them, rubs again, and snap, rubs again, and snap, cracking the cane across the cheeks to form new red bars across them to whimpers of delight. Gabby moans with satisfaction as her arse is smacked by the cane, showing no signs of breaking under the punishment.
Frankie runs the cane down to Gabby’s upper legs and asks, “I want you to lift your arse for me, as high as you can.”
Gabby complies with the order and raises her arse by bringing her knees up beneath her body and coming up higher on the bed to lean her back down as she rests her head on the bed. Frankie says, “That’s good,” and gives a firm slap with the cane across Gabby’s arse cheeks, and replaces the cane on the cabinet.
Frankie searches the cabinet, and picks up a leather whip. She grips the handle and threads the length of the whip through her fingers and thumb, raises her hands, aims, and rotates her arm from the shoulder to guide the whip around in front of her to smack against the backs of Gabby’s legs. Frankie collects the length of the whip in her hand, and whips again, harder and higher on the legs. Once more she readies, and cracks the whip to strike firmly against the bottom of the arse cheeks.
Getting into the flow and aim of the whip, Frankie continues to strike the young woman: on the lower arse, on the upper arse, on the lower arse, on the upper arse, on the lower arse, on the upper legs, on the upper legs, on the lower arse, on, and on, and on, and on. Gabby continues to express pleasure from being treated as such, even with Frankie getting into the swing of using the whip and striking with speed and full force.
Frankie finishes with the whip by holding the length firmly in her hand and looping the length into a coil, then replaces it in the cabinet. She comes back to the student and unties her wrists, allowing her to sit up. Frankie asks her, “How are you feeling?”
Gabby gladly replies, “I’m feeling so turned on by that. It’s such a rush having you whip me with the whip and the cane.”
Frankie, calmly but impressed, says, “You really can handle pain. Time for pleasure.”
Suddenly, Gabby looks really nervous and becomes sheepish as she sits in front of Frankie. Noticing this, Frankie tells her, “No need to be nervous. The hard part is over. Lay down for me, and relax.”
Gabby lies down on the bed as Frankie suggests, and watches her as she says, “I’m not nervous.”
Frankie looks in the cabinet, and says, “We have a few different sizes to choose from: six inch, eight inch, and twelve inch. I’m thinking I should ease you in with a six inch, then we can build up from there.”
Frankie pulls from the cabinet a six inch dildo and presents it to Gabby. She runs her fingers along the length of it from the balls to the tip, and rubs the head of it all over her tits, which are covered by an elegant-looking lace bodice, and Gabby watches, licking her lips and wriggling her hips and heels into the soft duvet beneath her.
Noticing the anticipation building in her student, Frankie approaches the side of the bed, and rests a hand on the young woman’s upper leg, pushing it away from her as she leans over Gabby’s body, positioning the dildo against her pussy lips. She rubs slowly up and down, really slowing down near the clit, increasing the pressure and giving a twist, before sliding down between the labia to the vaginal opening, then going back up to repeat.
Gabby shudders with nerves as Frankie does this to her, and Frankie notes, “I can cane you and whip you, and you are not fazed at all, but, I rub you with a dildo, and you don’t seem as confident. Something you want to tell me?”
Squirming and shaking against the dildo as she lies there, Gabby replies, “I’m just excited to be here with you, and actually have sex after watching you for so long.”