Pussy whipping

We keep them coming, here is our next episode of whipping stories named “The pussy whipping”:

Hi, my name is Susan and I was humiliated in the most brutal way that a woman can experience.

pussy whippingI am 22 years old and I am studying fine arts. Unfortunately my parents are not wealthy, so I have to finance my studies on my own. After class, I work in an Italian restaurant as a waitress. One would think that this would be enough of a job, because you actually get enough tip besides the wages, but in an expensive city like London, this is barely enough for the rent. And I need to eat something, right? So I had to find a side job. On the bulletin board in the university I’ve seen , that the Museum of Ancient Art was looking for a cleaner forpussy whipping the night shift. Perfect! I got hired and shortly afterwards I could start. Finally, my life became a bit easier in terms of finance. Otherwise, everything suffered because of my completely filled day. My grades were getting worse. In both jobs I was pretty unfocused and additionally my friend left me. I knew this wasn’t going well any much longer.

pussy whippingThe other night at the museum, I was cleaning the torture chamber. This room was the latest achievement, the first new big object, since the museum had the new curator. Inside they exhibited various torture instruments, paintings about torture practices, witchcraft books pussy whippingand all sorts of things, documenting the Inquisition. There were some exciting and interesting items, while some things looked really scary and perverse. For example, a wooden chair. The poor man, who had to sit on it, what pain he had to endure here? If I would have known how close I was to the answer, I would have run!

pussy whippingSo I went ahead and polished this chair – the sign on it named it “Split Whipping Post” – then I heard footsteps. That was the curator, he made his closing tour. I hadn’t met him yet. He was at first glance very unsympathetic and after his first sentence, I knew that my instinct had not deceived me.

“Dear lady, do you even know how old this chair is?pussy whipping You may not scrape away at it, these things need to get treated with love and not simply be smeared with the polish. And anyway, what kind of work is this? Your entire cleaning kit is around here, everything looks messy. And why don’t you put everything on top of your trolly? I think I will have to give you the low-down! Tidiness is a huge priority with us!”

pussy whippingThe very next moment he came up to me, held my wrist and forced me to sit down on the Split Whipping Post. Brutally he took off my dress. Then he tied my hands on my back and and pulled a rope around my neck. With another rope he tied my feet to this sadistic chair and my pussy was exposed to whatever might follow. I pleaded with him, I craved to release me, but he was already in a rage, left pussy whippingwith no more talk. I knew he would hurt me.

Then he took a whip from the rack. It was a black, relatively broad whip. The curator struck my stomach. A red welt immediately appeared on my skin and I knew this one would not be the last. I do not know how I actually endured this pain. It pussy whippingwas not just superficial pain, it burned from the inside out. After some time I thought it could not get any worse. But then he began to whip my tits. My whole upper body was bright red, consisted of a single giant bruise. I broke out in tears, I was sweating and shivering at the whole body. He went out and I could get some breath. My anxiety grew when he came back and he had another whip in his hand. It was long and had several straps.  Earlier I read the text of this item. It was the dreaded Cat O Nine!

“If you thought that you previously had pain, then you are mistaken, my dear young lady! pussy whippingNow we are up to a severe pussy whipping and you will finally experience a real torture!”

pussy whippingAnd he struck. I can not really describe how it felt, it was a hellish pain. He did not stop the pussy whipping. My clit swelled to three times the size, my ass was also hit and it hurt incredibly. He saw that I was about to faint, so he finally stopped. Then he untied me and said that I should not even think of not finishing my work. So while still in pain after a pussy whipping, I had to polish this shitty chair.

Thanks Susan, for a great pussy whipping story.

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