10. Pain and Lust

"Would you like to earn a few more points?" he asked harmlessly.

"Oh yes, please, master Mattes."

"Why don't you tell us what your ass is good for then."

Anne did not think for long.

"My fat ass can be spanked or fucked," she replied quickly. Only then did she remember Mattes giant cock, much to big for her asshole. "It can also be whipped," she added quickly. Better a burning ass that having it stretched by Mattes's huge tool.

"Well, then let's see what it feels like to put our dear teacher over the knee." Mattes patted his thighs.

Over the knee? Like a child that needed to be disciplined. Blushing Anne lay across his lap.

"Spread your legs a bit. Te others want to have a bit of a show. And you may beg me now."

"Please spank my ass, Mattes" she whispered.

"And for the impudence of addressing with by my first name only you will have it warmed up without any points," the boy grumbled and let his hand fall on her asscheeks heavily.

Anne winced, not so much for the pain as with disappointment of not getting any points. Mattes went slowly making her feel every fall of the hand individually. He placed his hand on her ass, then raised it slowly and spanked exactly the place he had touched before. Knowing which spot was going to hurt somehow made it worse. When Anne's ass started to feel hot, Mattes lifted his hand.

"That's enough, get up."

Anne thought feverishly.

"Please, Master Mattes, could you spank my ass again?"

He shook his head.

"I don't want to work up a sweat. Ask the others."

Lukas and Birte declined being too caught up with each other, but Frank waved her over. He spanked her more quickly, changed side with every stroke and when she was allowed to get up again, her ass was on fire. Before Lukas could do the bookkeeping, Anne heard Kathy's voice.

"What about me?"

Anne felt embarrassed that she hadn't asked Kathy, but she had not expected the delicate girl to be interested. Anne lowered herself across her lap and felt her legs pinned by one of Kathy's.

"Please, Mistress Kathy, spank my ass," she begged formally.

The first impact made her wince. Kathy was surprisingly strong. Her small hand smacked down on Anne's round burning ass again and again. She felt tears coming to her eyes. She bit down on her lips not to cry out, when Kathy's hand hit the same spot a number of times. The girl did not stop and soon Anne found herself crying and pleading. Another few strokes and Kathy finally stopped. Lukas threw her the marker and Anne received the first inscription on her left tit: "Spanked ass 3x5SP".

While Anne was calming down and felt the heat in her ass spreading throughout her body, she noticed that Mattes was missing. Frank waved her over.

"I have to take a leak," he announced looking at her expectantly.

Anne knew what was expected of her.

"Would you please use my mouth as your urinal, Master Frank?"

He nodded and allowed the slut to open his jeans. Anne was busy gulping down the warm liquid, when Mattes returned. After Frank had marked down 5 SP for her service, Mattes made her get up and stand with her legs spread and her arms behind her head. He pointed at a few spruce branches he had fetched from the woods.

"46 slut points, if I add them up correctly. I have a suggestion how to get a few more. Look."

He took one of the branches and swished it though the air.

"You'll feel them a bit more than my hand. I guess 20 of those are worth 10 points. Would you like them?"

Anne gnawed on her lower lip. The swishing had sounded pretty evil, but by now she did not care what she had to do to have her orgasm.

"Yes, please, Master Mattes."

"Bend over, ass in the air."

Anne's body stiffened when she assumed the position. She heard Mattes step next to her, felt the scratching of the needles when he took his measure. The she jumped up screaming and held her burning bum. Each needle felt like a sharp pinprick that lasted for a few seconds. Mattes was simply watching her.

"Of course that one did not count, because you did not stay in position. If you want points stick out your fat ass and hold still."

Anne shivered, when she bent over again. Her breath had grown ragged and when the branch hit her again, she screamed, but held position.

With every stroke liquid fire seemed to spread as if each needle was a tiny sting of a bee. Anne screamed and cried, but remained stock-still. Her ass and her thighs were afire, but the burning slowly spread to her cunt and turned into even more arousal, more than she had ever felt, more than she had thought possible. She felt a hand in her face. Kathy was wiping the tears, while Lukas wrote on her left tit: "20 on the ass 10 SP".

"Would you like another 10 points," Kathy asked in a voice that was barely audible.

Anne's eyes widened, but she nodded at once.

"Oh, yes Mistress Kathy, how?"

She gasped, when Kathy picked up another one of the branches.

"10 on your tits," she proposed quietly.

Anne nearly fainted, but her head seemed to nod of its own accord.

"Yes, please, Mistress Kathy," she heard herself say.

The girl leaned in close and kissed her cheek.

"I will enjoy your screams," she whispered, then added more loudly. "Bend over, hands behind your head. Let you udder hang free."

Anne stopped breathing when Kathy swung the branch. Then Kathy got to enjoy everything she could have hoped for. At every stroke Anne felt as if her breasts were wrapped in fire and she screamed and begged for mercy. But the small, delicate girl hit her until a thousand needles seemed to be sticking in Anne's titflesh. The slut lost every sense of time or self-control. She drooled and whimpered. When the 10 strokes were done, Kathy had to help her to get upright again. Kathy's soft hands caressing Anne's breasts felt as if covered with bristles, but Anne held still, while Kathy noted the points.

When she looked down her body, her breasts were red and swollen, but her nipples stood hard and felt like bursting. Kathy was still standing in front of her.

"Can you imagine what I would like to do now?"

Anne frowned.

"Do you want to be licked?" she asked only to cry out a second later, when Kathy's small hands hit her aching breasts sharply.

"Would you like to be licked, mistress Kathy?" she corrected herself.

Kathy shook her head and picked up the remaining branch.

"What do you think I want to use this one on?"

Anne stopped breathing. There was only one place left. The needles and the pain there? That was too much. But Kathy was still looking at her.

"I would like to whip you cunt, anne," the girl said quietly.

Anne did not even ask about the number of points she would receive for the ordeal.

"Please whip my cunt, Mistress Kathy," she answered as if in a trance.

Kathy smiled and made her lie on her back. She stood above Anne's head and the slave could look right up between her legs.

"Hips off the ground and spread your legs."

Anne assumed the position that would expose her cunt and asshole completely. The others were watching breathlessly, as Kathy placed the branch softly between Anne's legs, but even the light touch of the needles on her pussylips, made Anne wince. The Kathy raised the branch.

Anne's scream was hardly human, when the needles bit into her clit and the pliable branch followed the contours of her body, pricked her wet pussylips and finally whipped round for the tip to kiss her pucker. Kathy left the branch until the pain seemed unbearable, then lifted it again and the torture started again even worse than before. Kathy took all the time in the world letting

Anne feel the pain fully, letting her feel how it slowly receded, gave her time to think that the pain would return with the next stroke and be worse. From far away Anne her the girl's voice.

"The last stroke, anne. It will be the hardest one."

Yes, yes, she wanted to shout whatever you want, but she could only whine and blubber, then everything disappeared in a world of pain.

When she was able to think again, Kathy was squatting next to her.

"Look, Anne."

She looked down her body, her cunt red and swollen and her juice was dripping.