First time for collage fund
She felt the first stoke of the cane land on the fleshy middle of her bare bottom.
She heard a quiet respectful muttering from the small group onlookers
She heard herself say
‘One thank you sir’
Her head said £100 thank you.
She felt the cool air from the oscillating fan on her bottom, her spread thighs and her inner labia which had been parted for all to see before the ‘punishment’ had begun.
The loud crack of the cane had pushed a thin line of her tender white flesh inward now five seconds later she could feel it swelling rapidly outward it was starting to sting, she heard herself whimpering as the line grew hot a second later a loud ‘Ow ,ow ouch’ howled from her.
She felt the single line grow in size and pain, she wanted to move her hands from gripping the edge of the table she was bent over and use them to rub her sore bottom. She knew this would be a deal breaker and she would only get £100 which was much less than she needed.
She looked up and saw the giant screens, one zoomed in on her bottom from the back showing the single angry red line another showing her bottom from the side one angled up showing her hairless parted vulva and the lower part of her bottom cheeks and another two showing a front and side view of her face. She and the audience saw a tear run down her cheek as she watched the welt turn white in the middle with angry red fringes.
A full minute later she heard the swish and the crack of the second stroke ‘Ow two thank you sir’ the pain hadn’t started yet but she knew that in a few seconds there would be a line of fire just above the first. She looked up at the monitors she saw herself clenching her buttock muscles until that made the pain worse, she saw her labia had closed up as if in self defence.
A minute later she felt the cane push a thin line across her bottom just below the first.
‘Ow three thank you sir’
£300 she thought, god I wish it didn’t hurt so much.
The third line made itself known and was allowed to rise and settle before a minute later the fourth struck above the others but not by much.
‘Four thank you sir’
Although there were tears they ran freely allowing her to see the tight group of still rising welts across the middle of her milky white skin in the big screens.
She heard her self pant ‘Five thank you sir’ as she gasped for breath it had been a much harder stroke almost joining on to the previous one. She wriggled a little on the table but it didn’t help. Her vision was a little blurred as she tried to see the damage. Nearly half way there she thought.
The last of the first six was the hardest so far landing at the lowest part of the four inch wide grouping on the fleshy middle of her young tight little bottom
‘Ahhhh god six thank you sir’
She was allowed to rest over the table for five minutes the welts still rising amid changing colour as if they had a life of their own. £600 but Jesus her rear was on fire. She new could walk away at any time, or try to walk with that pain, but she needed more money. She heard the polite murmuring and muttering from the small audience male and female voices ‘Oh wasn’t that good’
‘She took it very well’
‘Was that really her first time?’
‘What a lovely girl’ etc
The man with the fierce cane asked her to stand ‘As slowly as she liked and put her hand behind her head’
It felt like her whole arse had been flayed but she saw the dark red and white lines only covered a small part of her bottom she looked down and saw her nipples were erect and still standing with her feet apart she felt her vagina relax and her lips widen and the air of the fan cooled the start of wetness that was staring to form on her vulva.
‘Would you like to turn around and meet your audience?’ She imagined a group of mainly dirty old men in raincoats, but she turned anyway.
The auditorium lights came on and she saw the group that were paying to watch her, they were all probably young office workers none of them older than their mid thirties they were in various state of undress some sporting nipple clamps, modest piercings and many erections. They gave her a loud round of applause along with encouraging words.
‘Would you like to continue?’ Her head was spinning with pain, endorphins and happiness that the twenty or so onlookers had told her how great she was.
‘I’m sure you will get generous tips from the audience’ They all cheered yes and encore.
‘Legs apart hold your ankles’ She felt thumbs on her labia pulling her small vagina wide open and holding it there, she couldn’t see the screens but knew it would be turning the onlookers on.
She felt the cane tapping on the site of the very first stroke. Oh my god no that will really hurt the new position had stretched her buttock skin tight and was making the first six hurt more without adding to it.
She heard the cane whistle through the air, it was going to be hard, it landed with a thwack an on the fresh lower part of her bottom, she felt her anus clench and then the line start to rise, she jerked up and grabbed her cheeks holding the swelling line. The audience giggled. ‘I think we can let that one go’ the man with the cane said. She felt the tip on the small of her back she grabbed her ankles again and stuck her bottom out waiting for the next stroke £700 she thought I can do it
The next stroke felt like it could only be half an inch lower she stayed in place as the stroke developed it was extremely sore but her natural pain killers were now in full flow and despite the pain she was awash with a strange happiness.
Stroke nine was lower still and although the cane had not touched them she felt a hot throbbing on her anus and vulva as hundreds of thousands of nerve endings signalled at once.
During the minute cool down from number ten she thought she felt herself drip love juice and her clit was throbbing in time with her fast pulse.
£1100 she thought as the next line seared across her, she started to feel herself cum
She was panting loudly and groaning, eight seconds after the last stoke hit and was starting to really sting the very bottom of her cheeks she felt her anus and vagina contract and relax quickly over and over.
She moaned out an orgasm she hoped the audience would think was pain, but the cameras were 8k pin sharp. The audience were all standing clapping and cheering.
She was allowed to relax bent over the table.
‘Would you mind if the group could come and tip you I’m sure they will be very generous’
She saw people each dropping three or more £50 notes on the floor before asking if they could feel he sore hot bottom, she felt many fingers trace the angry welts, she got a few spanks to make them glow more along with a few more fifties, she felt herself gently parted and a couple of knowing fingers slid inside her and her clit quickly located she quickly reached orgasm again and stayed that way for a couple of minutes she heard a voice say ‘I wish my pussy was still that young and tight’
Another of couple of £100 hit the floor as she got her breath back.
She did have to sleep on her front that night her bottom glowing like as many old fashioned electric fires, but over £2500 was a good start to getting to collage and wow that girl who had wanked her off after really knew what she was doing, however when she did get to sleep she dreamt of all those guys with hard cocks who were going to be wanking over that night for years to come.
She heard a quiet respectful muttering from the small group onlookers
She heard herself say
‘One thank you sir’
Her head said £100 thank you.
She felt the cool air from the oscillating fan on her bottom, her spread thighs and her inner labia which had been parted for all to see before the ‘punishment’ had begun.
The loud crack of the cane had pushed a thin line of her tender white flesh inward now five seconds later she could feel it swelling rapidly outward it was starting to sting, she heard herself whimpering as the line grew hot a second later a loud ‘Ow ,ow ouch’ howled from her.
She felt the single line grow in size and pain, she wanted to move her hands from gripping the edge of the table she was bent over and use them to rub her sore bottom. She knew this would be a deal breaker and she would only get £100 which was much less than she needed.
She looked up and saw the giant screens, one zoomed in on her bottom from the back showing the single angry red line another showing her bottom from the side one angled up showing her hairless parted vulva and the lower part of her bottom cheeks and another two showing a front and side view of her face. She and the audience saw a tear run down her cheek as she watched the welt turn white in the middle with angry red fringes.
A full minute later she heard the swish and the crack of the second stroke ‘Ow two thank you sir’ the pain hadn’t started yet but she knew that in a few seconds there would be a line of fire just above the first. She looked up at the monitors she saw herself clenching her buttock muscles until that made the pain worse, she saw her labia had closed up as if in self defence.
A minute later she felt the cane push a thin line across her bottom just below the first.
‘Ow three thank you sir’
£300 she thought, god I wish it didn’t hurt so much.
The third line made itself known and was allowed to rise and settle before a minute later the fourth struck above the others but not by much.
‘Four thank you sir’
Although there were tears they ran freely allowing her to see the tight group of still rising welts across the middle of her milky white skin in the big screens.
She heard her self pant ‘Five thank you sir’ as she gasped for breath it had been a much harder stroke almost joining on to the previous one. She wriggled a little on the table but it didn’t help. Her vision was a little blurred as she tried to see the damage. Nearly half way there she thought.
The last of the first six was the hardest so far landing at the lowest part of the four inch wide grouping on the fleshy middle of her young tight little bottom
‘Ahhhh god six thank you sir’
She was allowed to rest over the table for five minutes the welts still rising amid changing colour as if they had a life of their own. £600 but Jesus her rear was on fire. She new could walk away at any time, or try to walk with that pain, but she needed more money. She heard the polite murmuring and muttering from the small audience male and female voices ‘Oh wasn’t that good’
‘She took it very well’
‘Was that really her first time?’
‘What a lovely girl’ etc
The man with the fierce cane asked her to stand ‘As slowly as she liked and put her hand behind her head’
It felt like her whole arse had been flayed but she saw the dark red and white lines only covered a small part of her bottom she looked down and saw her nipples were erect and still standing with her feet apart she felt her vagina relax and her lips widen and the air of the fan cooled the start of wetness that was staring to form on her vulva.
‘Would you like to turn around and meet your audience?’ She imagined a group of mainly dirty old men in raincoats, but she turned anyway.
The auditorium lights came on and she saw the group that were paying to watch her, they were all probably young office workers none of them older than their mid thirties they were in various state of undress some sporting nipple clamps, modest piercings and many erections. They gave her a loud round of applause along with encouraging words.
‘Would you like to continue?’ Her head was spinning with pain, endorphins and happiness that the twenty or so onlookers had told her how great she was.
‘I’m sure you will get generous tips from the audience’ They all cheered yes and encore.
‘Legs apart hold your ankles’ She felt thumbs on her labia pulling her small vagina wide open and holding it there, she couldn’t see the screens but knew it would be turning the onlookers on.
She felt the cane tapping on the site of the very first stroke. Oh my god no that will really hurt the new position had stretched her buttock skin tight and was making the first six hurt more without adding to it.
She heard the cane whistle through the air, it was going to be hard, it landed with a thwack an on the fresh lower part of her bottom, she felt her anus clench and then the line start to rise, she jerked up and grabbed her cheeks holding the swelling line. The audience giggled. ‘I think we can let that one go’ the man with the cane said. She felt the tip on the small of her back she grabbed her ankles again and stuck her bottom out waiting for the next stroke £700 she thought I can do it
The next stroke felt like it could only be half an inch lower she stayed in place as the stroke developed it was extremely sore but her natural pain killers were now in full flow and despite the pain she was awash with a strange happiness.
Stroke nine was lower still and although the cane had not touched them she felt a hot throbbing on her anus and vulva as hundreds of thousands of nerve endings signalled at once.
During the minute cool down from number ten she thought she felt herself drip love juice and her clit was throbbing in time with her fast pulse.
£1100 she thought as the next line seared across her, she started to feel herself cum
She was panting loudly and groaning, eight seconds after the last stoke hit and was starting to really sting the very bottom of her cheeks she felt her anus and vagina contract and relax quickly over and over.
She moaned out an orgasm she hoped the audience would think was pain, but the cameras were 8k pin sharp. The audience were all standing clapping and cheering.
She was allowed to relax bent over the table.
‘Would you mind if the group could come and tip you I’m sure they will be very generous’
She saw people each dropping three or more £50 notes on the floor before asking if they could feel he sore hot bottom, she felt many fingers trace the angry welts, she got a few spanks to make them glow more along with a few more fifties, she felt herself gently parted and a couple of knowing fingers slid inside her and her clit quickly located she quickly reached orgasm again and stayed that way for a couple of minutes she heard a voice say ‘I wish my pussy was still that young and tight’
Another of couple of £100 hit the floor as she got her breath back.
She did have to sleep on her front that night her bottom glowing like as many old fashioned electric fires, but over £2500 was a good start to getting to collage and wow that girl who had wanked her off after really knew what she was doing, however when she did get to sleep she dreamt of all those guys with hard cocks who were going to be wanking over that night for years to come.
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Xxx.