What could I possibly say?.one thing I was sure I must say something and to agree and play up to Miss Christy was the only thing to do.I had enough pain and anguish running through my body without looking for more!

"Forgive me Miss Christy," I muttered, my words almost sticking in my throat, "you are very thoughtful in continuing my training that I clearly deserve along with whatever punishment you deem appropriate."

"Hmmmm! a clever answer which you hopw will keep you out of trouble.but I don't hear you thoughts on wearing my pissy pad.and look at me when you speak.woman, straight in the eye so I can be sure you mean what you say," she said, lifting my chin upwards with the tip of her riding whip.

"Your cunt will always be very interesting to me, Miss Christy with or without your smelly pad".I hesitated.she looked at me as though she couldn't quite make up her mind.and I saw her slowly raise her arm."I deserve to be gagged with your pad, Miss Christy for offending you and the other ladies in such a disgusting manner."

"Hmmmm!.well get on with your cleaning," she decreed, handing the whip to Cyndi with the instruction, "Keep the whip moving if she slows or misses anything, her fat tits could do with a few cuts, but her filthy red ass is probably more available in her position.and again a searing slash from the whip cut across my defenceless ass.

I bucked as the pain radiated though my lower body.and later I have to take a paddling, I thought to myself.oh my god, how can I cope with that.I must have hesitated in my cleaning as I felt another ghastly cut of the whip bite into the so tender flesh of my inner thigh and again I squirmed and sobbed with the pain, dropping my cloth on to the table, which earned me another stroke on the other inner thigh! As another cry of anguish erupted from me, I still fortunately had the presence of mind to bend my head and again pick up the cloth before that stroke was repeated again.

Moments later I sensed a movement behind me."Just look at the wetness of her dirty cunt," announced one of the other women and the others moved to inspect."That's more than sweat, I know," she continued, "the dirty slut must be enjoying this even now, in her state," she declared with some surprise and a second later a hard slapping hand descended several times on my pouting cunt as I tried my best to mop the surface of the table. Again I dropped my cloth to the laughter and derision of those present to be rewarded with a vicious blow along the line of my anal cleft with Cyndi's riding whip, I gasped, cringed and squirmed with the agonising pain raging through the most tender part of my body."That's right Cyndi, that's the way to treat a dirty slut who cannot control herself"