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Pain For Cash

Date: 9/7/2017, Categories: Spanking, Author: SusanHarper, Rating: , Source: LushStories

hissed out through my clenched teeth realising the pain was now easier to deal with. In fact I was handling the caning rather well, I thought. I kept count of the strokes. The third and fourth strokes were the hardest; at least they stung the most. The fifth hurt but less so. Different feelings started though. I knew my nipples were becoming erect and quivers raced across my pussy. Much as they did when Claire took the hairbrush to my bare bottom. I realised then that I was getting aroused by the caning. When the sixth stroke landed I told myself I was half-way through but at the same time my pussy was quivering more and I was edging an orgasm. The next two strokes heightened my feelings and by the ninth it was like I was skating through the pain; even wishing the next stroke would happen. The cane now was doing to me what Claire’s fingers did when she was deep inside me flicking my clit. The tenth stroke had me gasping as did the eleventh. I had cum and it was wonderful. I wasn’t even thinking about the Officers. Just about Claire and what she would do to me later. I was so far in the clouds I didn’t even realise the twelfth and final stroke landed. Except for the intense pain. I lay on the table breathing deeply coming back down to earth. I knew I was still breathing through clenched teeth even as I felt the clasps being released from my ankles. The pain took over for a while and so even once I was released from the clasps I couldn’t move yet. Slowly I opened my eyes but ... got a shock. My sight was blurred and I was worried. For a moment. Then I felt myself sob and realised I was crying. I heard the order, “Get up, Hart.” I eased myself up and my hands flew to my bottom. I rubbed my burning bottom and felt what I knew were raised wheals on my bottom cheeks. I tried to gauge whether the Officers realised I had cum right there on the table. It seemed they hadn’t. The Officers were showing no sympathy at all. “Get going, Hart. We have others to deal with, you know.” I looked at the Officer. She had a scowl on her face but I still thought she looked sexy in her uniform. “That way,” the Officer ordered. I looked at the door at the far side of the room and headed for it. I didn’t look back as I opened the door, walked through, and shut it behind me. I was back in the corridor I walked down towards the changing area and saw other women coming towards me. They gave me horrified looks and I realised I had tears running down my cheeks; just like the women I saw before I got caned. There was one major difference as I walked back. Well two actually. The first was obvious. My bottom was stinging madly from the caning. The second caused me to smile. I knew my pussy was damp. I was actually turned on by the caning. I was thinking how much I could really cum again right then if only someone would play with me. That would have to wait a while though. I got back to the changing area and got dressed. At least I put the gown in a basket to be cleaned. I hadn’t even ...