M meets the McGuffin Boys Part 3
Twenty lashes otta be enough for a start, what ya say boys?" the old man chuckled as he let the coiled whip unfurl and drag it's length behind his right leg while he held the leather wrapped handle in his closed fist. The whip was bought in Mexico 40 years previous and made by an expert whip maker to the old man's specifications. Multiple strands of very tight leather strands formed the core and then three strands of supple tanned cowhide covered the hard core and tapered from a foot long wooden handle wrapped with three strands of cowhide and then tapered gradually from diameter of one and a half inches to the tip which was one quarter inch in diameter.
It was made for the sole purpose of punishing his common law wife. The boys learned early on that their ma had three purposes: cookin',cleanin' and cock suckin' and failure to perform any of those tasks to his satisfaction would mean up to twenty lashes with the bullwhip at the whipping post or the barn where she was hung from a rafter by her wrists for a full body whipping. She would be made to strip naked in front of the boys and they were allowed to watch as she sucked his cock or he fucked her. One evening she ran into the desert and she was never seen again. She made it to the highway and was picked up by a trucker and eventually found a new man. Unlike M she was a tall, broad shouldered blonde haired woman with large breasts.
"This here bullwhip sure could make your mama howl boys so let's see how this fucking bitch takes it." the old man standing off to the left side of the suspended woman cursed as he squinted with one eye to gauge how much of the whip he wanted to strike the woman's flesh.
He had removed his shirt and stood bare chested clad only in a pair of worn blue denim trousers fastened to his waist under a bulging stomach by a thick leather belt. His feet were covered with ankle high loose laced brown work boots. He towered over the lithe bodied 5'6" woman with his height of 6'6" and 300 pounds of muscle and fat.
His thick right arm covered with black hair bulged with heavy muscles under a layer of flabby flesh as he tensed his arm. Stepping forward with his left leg he swung the lash forward with the force of his arm and twisted his thick torso to add momentum to the whips speed as it flashed through the dry desert air with a hummming sound.
"CRAAAAAAAAAAAAACK" the leather carved a groove in the soft flesh of M's bare back diagonally across the left upper shoulder, down across the curve of her spine and then wrapped around the curvature of her right hip where the tip dug a divot in the bulge of her hair covered pubic mound.
Lucas watching from the side of the fastened woman shouted aloud "Ya almost got her in the cunt, pa!"
M's slender body pushed hard against the course oak pillar and her hands gripped the wood while her finger nails dug frantically to escape the sudden agony as a stripe of fire blazed across her flesh. M's grey maned head shook from side to side as tears flowed over her cheeks from eyes glazed by the intensity of the pain and her mouth hung open as she gasped for breath but barely made a sound. The agony was overwhelming as she gripped the wood and tensed every muscle in her body as she anticipated another stroke of the bullwhip.
"CRAAAAAAAAAAAAACK" and another stripe of crimson marked the path of the lash across M's ass plump ass cheeks with the tip once again digging into her pubic mound and the crease of her sex slit.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE................NOOOOOOOOOO." ....PLEASE NOT THERE!" she shrieked as her head snapped back and a mist like spray of saliva blew from her gaping mouth.
"I think you got her in the cunt pa." Lucas laughed as M kicked and stomped her bare feet down onto the gravel.
The whip stripes began as a brilliant white line on the alabaster colored skin but became a crimson stripe within seconds. As minutes passed the stripes ripened into raised purple and red bars that throbbed as though heated by a flames of a fire.
CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!" AAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEaaaaagh" M screamed again as the lash slashed across the lower back and around the right side curvature of her torso wrapped around the post and the tip buried in the flesh of her left side.
Stepping back to allow the tip of the whip to strike the side of M's exposed breasts the next two lashes came quickly with a side ways swing of the muscular right arm followed by a back hand swing.
"CRAAAAAAAAAAAACK............CRAAAAAAAAAAACK" "AAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEgggggghhhaaah.....no more...please no more." M shrieked and begged.
Each saggy breast was ablaze each adorned with a crimson stripe that had broken though the skin .
"That's how it's done boys...even the small titted bitches can get ta taste the whip on their fuckin' fun bags so lets do that again."
The bullwhip hummed in the air again and again "CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!"............."CRAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!"
The sides of M small saggy tits received another two scalding stripes of firey torment.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEaaaaaghhh"
A stream of piss stained the post and formed a puddle on the gravel as M's cry of pain subsided.
"The bitch has had enough for now boys. When a woman starts pissing it means she fainted from the pain. No sense in whippin a bitch ifn' she cain't feel the pain. When she comes too we can finish the whippin' and then you boys can take her to the barn and fuck her." the old man lectured the boys.
M's knees had folded and her legs stretched back so that her body weight was supported by the tops of her toes
Her chest heaved in and out as her lungs filled and expelled causing a wheezing sound. Her right cheek rested against the wooden pillar and her eyes were closed as tears dripped down and mingled with the frothy saliva that hung from the corners of her mouth. Her lips quivered as she croaked repeatedly in a whisper "please no more....please.... no more.. " before she passed out.
"Job, you go get me that jug o' shine in the cellar." the old man said calmly as he coiled the whip and walked back to the shade of the veranda. M was left chained to the post in the heat of the late morning sun as the men followed their pa up onto the veranda where they took turns taking swigs from the pottery jug.
It was made for the sole purpose of punishing his common law wife. The boys learned early on that their ma had three purposes: cookin',cleanin' and cock suckin' and failure to perform any of those tasks to his satisfaction would mean up to twenty lashes with the bullwhip at the whipping post or the barn where she was hung from a rafter by her wrists for a full body whipping. She would be made to strip naked in front of the boys and they were allowed to watch as she sucked his cock or he fucked her. One evening she ran into the desert and she was never seen again. She made it to the highway and was picked up by a trucker and eventually found a new man. Unlike M she was a tall, broad shouldered blonde haired woman with large breasts.
"This here bullwhip sure could make your mama howl boys so let's see how this fucking bitch takes it." the old man standing off to the left side of the suspended woman cursed as he squinted with one eye to gauge how much of the whip he wanted to strike the woman's flesh.
He had removed his shirt and stood bare chested clad only in a pair of worn blue denim trousers fastened to his waist under a bulging stomach by a thick leather belt. His feet were covered with ankle high loose laced brown work boots. He towered over the lithe bodied 5'6" woman with his height of 6'6" and 300 pounds of muscle and fat.
His thick right arm covered with black hair bulged with heavy muscles under a layer of flabby flesh as he tensed his arm. Stepping forward with his left leg he swung the lash forward with the force of his arm and twisted his thick torso to add momentum to the whips speed as it flashed through the dry desert air with a hummming sound.
"CRAAAAAAAAAAAAACK" the leather carved a groove in the soft flesh of M's bare back diagonally across the left upper shoulder, down across the curve of her spine and then wrapped around the curvature of her right hip where the tip dug a divot in the bulge of her hair covered pubic mound.
Lucas watching from the side of the fastened woman shouted aloud "Ya almost got her in the cunt, pa!"
M's slender body pushed hard against the course oak pillar and her hands gripped the wood while her finger nails dug frantically to escape the sudden agony as a stripe of fire blazed across her flesh. M's grey maned head shook from side to side as tears flowed over her cheeks from eyes glazed by the intensity of the pain and her mouth hung open as she gasped for breath but barely made a sound. The agony was overwhelming as she gripped the wood and tensed every muscle in her body as she anticipated another stroke of the bullwhip.
"CRAAAAAAAAAAAAACK" and another stripe of crimson marked the path of the lash across M's ass plump ass cheeks with the tip once again digging into her pubic mound and the crease of her sex slit.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE................NOOOOOOOOOO." ....PLEASE NOT THERE!" she shrieked as her head snapped back and a mist like spray of saliva blew from her gaping mouth.
"I think you got her in the cunt pa." Lucas laughed as M kicked and stomped her bare feet down onto the gravel.
The whip stripes began as a brilliant white line on the alabaster colored skin but became a crimson stripe within seconds. As minutes passed the stripes ripened into raised purple and red bars that throbbed as though heated by a flames of a fire.
CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!" AAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEaaaaagh" M screamed again as the lash slashed across the lower back and around the right side curvature of her torso wrapped around the post and the tip buried in the flesh of her left side.
Stepping back to allow the tip of the whip to strike the side of M's exposed breasts the next two lashes came quickly with a side ways swing of the muscular right arm followed by a back hand swing.
"CRAAAAAAAAAAAACK............CRAAAAAAAAAAACK" "AAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEgggggghhhaaah.....no more...please no more." M shrieked and begged.
Each saggy breast was ablaze each adorned with a crimson stripe that had broken though the skin .
"That's how it's done boys...even the small titted bitches can get ta taste the whip on their fuckin' fun bags so lets do that again."
The bullwhip hummed in the air again and again "CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!"............."CRAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!"
The sides of M small saggy tits received another two scalding stripes of firey torment.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEaaaaaghhh"
A stream of piss stained the post and formed a puddle on the gravel as M's cry of pain subsided.
"The bitch has had enough for now boys. When a woman starts pissing it means she fainted from the pain. No sense in whippin a bitch ifn' she cain't feel the pain. When she comes too we can finish the whippin' and then you boys can take her to the barn and fuck her." the old man lectured the boys.
M's knees had folded and her legs stretched back so that her body weight was supported by the tops of her toes
Her chest heaved in and out as her lungs filled and expelled causing a wheezing sound. Her right cheek rested against the wooden pillar and her eyes were closed as tears dripped down and mingled with the frothy saliva that hung from the corners of her mouth. Her lips quivered as she croaked repeatedly in a whisper "please no more....please.... no more.. " before she passed out.
"Job, you go get me that jug o' shine in the cellar." the old man said calmly as he coiled the whip and walked back to the shade of the veranda. M was left chained to the post in the heat of the late morning sun as the men followed their pa up onto the veranda where they took turns taking swigs from the pottery jug.
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