1. Birching Miss Birch - Part Two of Three


    Date: 11/29/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, BDSM, Domination/submission, Humiliation, Spanking, Author: The_Technician, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    cabin was more than sufficiently warm. Being so close to the heat of the fire, Maddy’s skin was covered with a thin sheen of sweat. “Rise and shine, my lily-white pain-slut,” Darla called out, and Maddy jumped to her feet. “I kept it burning all night,” she stammered out. “I even went out and got more wood. I tried sleeping without the sheet, but the fire still died down too much before it woke me. “So I moved over here next to the fire,” she babbled out, “and with my body all sweaty, as soon as the fire dies down, I start to feel the cold.” She looked up at Darla like a puppy waiting for a treat and said hopefully, “I did everything you said I had to do.” “Girl,” Darla responded, “you are one screwed-up white lady. You must have one hell of a lot of sexual fantasies bottled up inside you just begging to get out.” She laughed slightly and continued, “OK, I’ll birch your white ass like I promised, but first things first. You get some breakfast for both of us. Then, after you’ve got the kitchen all cleaned back up, we will go for a walk in the woods.” Maddy threw two more logs on the fire and scurried into the kitchen to prepare breakfast. By the time Darla had finished her morning routine, coffee, eggs, and sausage were awaiting her on the table. As Darla sat down at the table, she said, “lily, you go clean yourself up.” As Maddy started toward the bathroom, Darla added, “Take those razors and shaving cream with you. Make sure that you are smoother than a baby’s ass by the ...
    time you get back here.” About fifteen minutes later, Maddy returned to the kitchen. She started to get her breakfast off the stove, but Darla called her over and ordered her to present herself. Maddy stood in front of her Mistress with her legs slightly apart and her hands on her head. Darla reached out, ran her hand over Maddy’s sex, then slid her fingers all the way back between her legs and up between her asscheeks. She pressed on Maddy’s rosebud with her index finger and Maddy’s legs trembled slightly while a moan escaped her mouth. “You’re dripping wet,” Darla said derisively. “Are you always like this?” She laughed and asked, “What did you do, wear a pad or tampon all of the time?” “Not every day,” Maddy replied. “Only when I was playing out my fantasies in my mind.” “Which was probably every day,” Darla said derisively. She then held up her hand and ordered, “Clean my fingers!” Maddy hesitated slightly, but then leaned forward and sucked the digits into her mouth. She rubbed her tongue slowly over Darla’s fingers until all taste of herself was gone, then opened her mouth and let Darla remove her hand. “You may eat now,” Darla said firmly, and Maddy slid her eggs and sausage out of the pan and onto her plate. She stood at the counter watching Darla as she ate quickly, before hurrying to clean up the kitchen. When Maddy was finished in the kitchen, Darla said, “I have something for you,” and walked over to retrieve something from her large duffle bag. It was a bright red ...
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