Tales of Pleasure and Pain by Lizbeth Dusseau

leather strap inside my purse, and withdrew it to Morgan's awed expression. The leather was soft, two inches wide and about eighteen inches long. "I discovered this in a shop the other day," I told Lacy, "I promised Morgan more than just my hand. I expect this punishment will last even longer than the last."
     
    "Come here," I instructed her. And I quickly pulled her bike shorts down and her small top over her head, so except for her panties she stood naked before us.
     
    "What do you think Lacy," I asked.
     
    "I think she's ripe for the whole treatment, such a devilish bitch deserves it, don't you Morgan." There was something dark and sinister in Lacy's voice. I wondered what she'd think when the tables were turned.
     
    "Why don't you tie her?" Lacy suggested.
     
    "Excellent idea," I said, nodding to the younger woman.
     
    "Over the bench," I ordered, and Morgan complied.
     
    From the bureau at the other end of the room, I found several scarves which I used to tie Morgan to the bench. I made certain that they were not tight or too restrictive, but simply gave her the clear understanding that she was mine to control for the moment. Her round ass was prominently perched on top of the pillows; it would soon to be a rich red. I liked the idea that she was prone and could not move. For good measure I wrapped the last scarf around her mouth to stifle the sounds she was certain to make.   "We don't want the whole house hearing do we?" I said.
    She shook her head no.
     
    With her legs spread to accommodate the width of the bench, her entire bottom and sex was exposed, the target was impeccably perfect and ready. I almost wished there were more to join our festivities, to watch and lust over this gorgeous creature's torment.
     
    The strap whisked through the air with a sharp sting that cut the air first, then landed with a crackling smack on the center of Morgan's firm bottom.
     
    "Oh gawd!"
     
    Her voice was stifled through the cloth scarf.
     
    Again, I wielded the strap efficiently through the air so that it landed across Morgan's ass, imposing a three inch wide red welt where it had once been pale beige.
     
    "Oh pleeesees!" I heard her muffled cry.
     
    And once again, the blow landed squarely in the middle of her bottom. The flesh jiggled, and Morgan squirmed against her bonds, though not so fiercely that they would give, certainly she had the power to break away from them if she really tried. In truth she had no intention of doing anything but staying for the full duration of her punishment. She knew she needed it. What insight into her own character!
     
    I could see Lacy watching, relishing the sight of Morgan's rear beginning to turn bright red.
     
    Again and again, the blows landed, one after another creating a band of red that looked painfully sore. Morgan's desperate cries attested to the mounting agony in her ass, as the strap laid on repeatedly in one place must have made it unbearable.
     
    "Ah, ow, ah, oh . . . . oh. . . . . . " She'd begun to cry; I could see the tears streaming from her eyes.
     
    The wielded leather continued to collide with her bottom, as it made its way over the entire surface of her tender bottom; above the crack and all the way to where her legs began, the rosy posterior glowed with heat and color.
     
    I could tell that she was reaching the limit of her endurance, and since this was punishment, not cruelty, I ended with several cuts that were less intense, backing away a little at a time until I finished.
     
    I untied Morgan's bonds so that she lay collapsed against the pillows. She was sweating profusely, and though the redness of her ass slowly faded, there was still a decided rawness, and a glow. She looked quite seductive even in her submissive pose. Lacy was right, the woman just didn't have any bad angles.
    I carefully pulled her to her feet, and gave her a silk robe that was lying on the back of the couch.
     
    "Relax," I said, you've paid your price. I hope it was worth