Amy spread my legs wide and knelt before my penis. I lifted my bottom to release it and Amy laughed in delight. Anything to be free. As she began to whip me soundly with the strap I was in agony, writhing and groaning in pain, but I could not take my eyes off my own burning buttocks, of seeing the look of pure lust across her innocent face as she brought down the strap heavily across my flesh, her fingers gripping my cock tightly so I couldn't rub it against the floor. I descended the stairs and froze in astonishment at the bottom. She came suddenly, moaning, her sex dripping liquid down her thighs. I spanked her soundly, tremendous blows that seemed impossible to bear, but she struggled to stand in position and continued to flail at poor Amy. I turned and watched her over my shoulder, my eyes able to dimly see my reddened buttocks. I hurried to the basket and tried to catch the wire with my stiff penis, my buttocks burning from the harsh blows of Amy's paddle.
I was frantic for her to take it, but she didn't. I placed two fingers inside her and rubbed her clitoris briefly, just enough to make her panic. Amy whimpered and I saw her struggling to pull her legs apart. I did have the small comfort that both voices were feminine, which made me think that Amy had invited one of her girlfriends over. Then I made them kneel and bend so low their breasts dragged on the floor, and in this position I paddled them and chased them about the room, pretending to flip a coin to see who would get the next spanking, my heart thrilling to hear the victim's groans and cries of despair when she was picked. I was whimpering like a baby, terrified of her punishment. I turned and watched her over my shoulder, my eyes able to dimly see my reddened buttocks. It was a wide belt made of thick leather, and I could tell it would sting remarkably. Her lips were near my cock, and it reached out for her. Though at the time I didn't know what it was, which heightened my anxiety, I later discovered it to be a portion of a wooden broom handle. I thought I had never seen any women more beautiful than Mary, her generous buttocks scarlet under my paddle and heavy breasts bouncing with her exertions, and sweet little Amy, outstretched body like a tiny rosebud about to bloom, shuddering and writhing, her miniature bottom blazing red and her thighs and calves streaked with red and white lash marks. On the third try I succeeded, the basket dangling on my cock. No one answered when I rang the bell, which was strange, but as the door was unlocked I figured Amy might be taking a shower or something. As I spanked her Amy became more and more agitated, wiggling her hips and kicking her legs wildly. Amy was still naked, kneeling beside her mother and looking at me with adoring eyes. Whatever Amy had told her she believed. But I didn't have much time to feel because Mary's buttocks were waiting my attention. I was acting like a child, begging and whining, but I did not care. The lower pole passed under her hips, the higher one between her arched back and her arms. Worse yet, she had me bound and at her mercy. There was a message from Amy waiting for me after my American Literature class. As she began to whip me soundly with the strap I was in agony, writhing and groaning in pain, but I could not take my eyes off my own burning buttocks, of seeing the look of pure lust across her innocent face as she brought down the strap heavily across my flesh, her fingers gripping my cock tightly so I couldn't rub it against the floor. I felt so small and pitiful next to her, those tender pink breasts hovering above me, teasing me, so near yet so far. Then I wasn't conscious for a while. My cock was awake and growing harder as I realized my predicament. But instead she picked up the strap again, and though I felt a sense of relief that she only meant to whip me, I was so sore that the thought of further punishment terrified me. Anything to be free.
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