Lisha and Crystal - Spanked Pussy

Crystal took me home as I sobbed softly in the car. She had a look of concern with my tears.

"Hon, are you all right?"

"Yes, mistress," I sniffed. "Thank you for everything, you are so fucking good to me," I said as I wiped away tears.

"Then why the tears? Why are you crying?" She asked with concern.

"Because my pussy hurts so bad!" I whined. She looked at me.

We both laughed together. "Well, I'd imagine it would after that," she chuckled.

"Was it what you wanted? Was it like your fantasy?"

"Oh god, mistress, it was. I didn't know if it would be. I was scared. Especially with Danny."

"Ah yes, Danny," she smirked. "Of course, that was the easiest part to set up, you can' believe how much that boy has wanted that pussy of yours since the last time," she laughed. "This might help thaw our relationship somewhat in the future. I think I may have promised him more of your use as well. So it wasn't....too much?" She wondered as my tears still flowed.

"Well, I suppose I could feel differently tomorrow, and the rest of the week, knowing how I'll feel then," I said with an embarrassed grin. "But, it wasn't too much because I didn't know how much I could take, now I do. I was right though. I was right about how hot that would be for me to have to take cock inside me after having it be so sore. I felt like so much of a dirty whore that I came...oh...I'm not even sure how many times. It was the combination of being bound and helpless, along with the pain, as well as the humiliation. Having Danny do it was the topper. He is certainly a guy with edge. The fear of what he might do or how hard he might be on me sent my arousal to new heights."

"Yes, it did look like you enjoyed yourself there immensely," she giggled.

"You saw that?" I said in wonder.

"Of course, I saw all of it. I was in the copy room watching through the glass. I wasn't sure you were going to make it, especially with Danny. I almost busted in."

"I'm glad you didn't, ma'am. He was so worked up, I'd gotten him that way. It wouldn't have been fair to him. I know how strict you are with that. I teased him by showing up naked, I needed to make sure he got off in me however he wanted."

"What if he'd made good on his threat? What if he actually spanked your pussy until you passed out?"

"I don't know that I actually would pass out from that," I said, thinking it over. "But, if he did then I'd hope I'd wake up before he stuck that big cock in me so that he could make me feel that pain of getting fucked while sore."

"Good slut," she purred. "What in the world possessed you to strip naked like that?" She laughed. "Still, it made everything that happened after, so easy. I guess we just work well as a team."

"That we do, mistress. I can't believe you fulfilled another fantasy of mine," I said sincerely.

"You have a never ending stream of them, my love," she smiled.

"Thank you, mistress." I said softly.

We got home and she basically had to hold me up to help me walk, my pussy was just that sore. The neighbors Bill and Josh were on their balcony. The got a good look at my tits from above, my top was on very loosely and I still didn't have on my bra. She saw them looking. She let go of me and let me waddle towards the door. I had to keep my legs way open. The men saw it. I'm sure they figured out that I was just a used slut.

"You are going to be feeling that for days and days," she said in wonder.

"I know," I said with a shy smile. "I think that makes it hotter. The fact that I now am faced to live with it shamefully for days. Always the reminder of what I did, what I let them do to me, all because of my own fantasies and desires.

She nodded knowingly. She chuckled softly as I limped gingerly towards the bathroom. I was sitting on the toilet as she popped her head in. "You know, you've been teasing Bill and Josh quite a bit. I saw how much tit they just got to see."

I groaned. "I know, ma'am, I know what that means."

"I should send you up there right now," she said sternly.

Terror filled my eyes. "No way could she do that to me right now," I cried.

"Stupid teasing slut. I should just offer them the use of you for the rest of the night."

My eyes pooled up with tears as I looked at her , eyes wide.

She just smiled softly. "And you'd do it, too, wouldn't you?"

I lowered my head. "You know I would, ma'am, if you wanted," I squeaked in shame.

"Hmmm," she said before kissing me deeply. "Maybe someday, not today. It wouldn't do either of us any good if you end up in the hospital," she said perkily. We fell asleep in each others arms after she carefully cleaned and nursed my sore pussy.

For the next week every time she saw me wince when I stood or walked funny she made me stop and remind her why I was sore.

"Ma'am, my pussy is sore because you made me let some guys spank it hard then fuck it like a good sore whore should take it."

God, I love that woman.

{The end}