After once again adjusting the camera, I returned to Suzie and commented �Well since you seem to have accommodated to strokes across your bottom, maybe its time for something different�. Standing at her head I inspected her bottom from the top and determined that each cheek was roomy enough to fit four hits apiece with only minimal overlap. I also figured that Suzie was holding up well enough to bear a slightly faster pace. I said to myself, �lets see, I usually start on the left so this time let’s start on the right�. Therefore I rained four blows in succession down on the right buttock, starting on the lateral side and working over to the crack. SwishWACK, SwishWACK, SwishWACK, SwishWACK. Suzie lost it. At the first blow she gave the expected �Yip� but the second hit just as she was taking a deep breath recovering from the first whack. �ARGLF� was her half strangled cry followed by a gasp just at the third blow hit. She was in mid scream �AAAIIIGH!� when the fourth and final smack of the series landed. I figured I would let this new method of Chastisement sink in. So while she sobbed and cried for a couple of minutes I readjusted the camera and went over to pay some further attentions to Martha. By now Martha was onto my game, listening intently. Even though she couldn’t see what I was doing, I could see her tense as I went into my wind-up. Well, we’ll give her a little variation. This time I started right at the point where the thigh met the groin -WHACK, right inner thigh -WHACK, left inner thigh - WHACK, right thigh, right below that - WHACK, left thigh, right below that. Nary a peep emanated out of the dark-brown-haired lady. �Very good, I am so proud out of how fast you learn� I said to her. Now back to Suzie and another series of blows from above, this time devoted to the left buttock and upper thigh. SwishWACK, SwishWACK, SwishWack, SwishWack. Suzie did better this time. No yells or screams emanated from her but she was softly crying as I returned to Martha and gave her a final six to the inner aspects of her thighs. Martha’s thighs now had a more uniform appearance, cherry red on the lateral side, cherry red on the inner side and hamburger purple-red on the back.

By the time I was finished with Martha’s inner thighs, Suzie had fully regained her composure. First I readjusted the camera once again. I walked around to the back of the chair which presented the backside portion of my wife and inspected the results so far. Quite striking. The central portion of her ass had received three cycles of spanking and was clearly the worse for wear. The most prominent parts of those surfaces were now all purple red bruise with tiny little blood blisters popping up everywhere. �Well my dear, time for the finale, something you won’t forget for some time�. I now knew that I could maintain Suzie for long periods of painful punishment if the interval between blows was long enough. However, Suzie had a harder time sustaining control when the blows came fast and unexpectedly. And now I wanted her to truly break down. She had been under Chastisement for about thirty minutes now and had sustained twenty-two strokes of the two and a half inch wide, 24� long, heavy leather strap. I would finish her off with about a dozen or so of the hardest blows I could manage as quickly as I could apply them across her already bruised ass and thighs. And so, without further warning I started. I stood a little over three feet directly in back of her, both hands grasping the handle of the strap and laid them on. First striking to my right and hitting her right ass cheek, then to my left and hitting her upper left buttock, then right to her upper thigh and so on. I lost count but I think I gave her eighteen strokes before I had to stop and catch my breath. By that point she had stopped the continuous shriek that had started about the sixth blow. Suzie had passed out and a trickle of blood was running down each buttock.

After I caught my breath I checked Suzie’s pulse, rapid but full - and her breath, rapid and shallow. Well my dear, you exerted your final measure of control. You fainted, thereby temporarily removing yourself from the sphere where I could inflict further pain on you. We have both found our co-mutual limit. �I will grant you complete respite until you come around to me again� I intoned. At that point I undid the lines that bound her knees together and fastened her ankles to the chair legs. I also loosened but did not remove, the ropes that held her lashed wrists down. Martha was now going to get my full and undivided attention and this would constitute the surprise of her life.



Martha Gets Hers

The proud beauty of the Holiness Church was now spread helpless before me. I thought for a while about where to put the video camera in order to get the best shot of what was to follow. I decided to place it to halfway between a side shot and a shot directly from below. I knew however, that there was no single angle that would capture what was about to happen. I walked up to Martha, she had a smile on her face. I am sure that she thought she could see though any of my petty plans and games. She probably thought she had been through it all before, was far more experienced than I at this, and that she was actually in complete control. She was wrong. Many though her Submissions and Chastisements had been she had never been ravaged. She never imagined that Henry would put her through that, always reserving the right of intercourse to himself. I dropped my pants and lowered my shorts Martha was about to enter a whole different aspect of her education.

�Martha� I said while I stroked my distended penis. �I’ll bet that you think you know what is going to happen now. I got a hard on when I started spanking you this morning. I have had unrelieved tumescence since then. I listened to you and Henry go at it in the parlor and refrained from screwing Suzie on the kitchen table at that point because of some advice your husband gave me. On the ride home and in front of my house I watched Suzie and you strip and didn’t do what my balls were telling me hump the two of you there and then on the spot. Now I am done administering Suzie’s basic Chastisement to her. At this point you figure that I am supposed to fuck the livid hell out of her to complete the job. And you will listen and get turned on again, just as you did when I was spanking you earlier this morning. Then you will go home, recount to Henry what happened and he will roger you until your ears bleed. Right.� Martha nodded her head up and down in agreement and anticipation of what she expected to hear, me do Suzie. How wrong she was.

I squatted down in front of her spread legs and grasped each of her labia with my fingers. Martha’s vaginal mucosa was significantly abraded. Earlier today Henry must have fucked her fairly roughly. I stuck in two fingers and wiggled them around in the copious vaginal secretions. Martha shrieked and clenched her perineal muscles squeezing hard trying to keep my fingers out. This was obviously not what she expected. She was enough of a pain slut that my recent strapping of her inner thighs had turned her on and juiced her up. I am sure that listening to Suzie’s agonies had excited the sadist in her as well. Well this wouldn’t be a dry run. �Well, well, well. Tight, juicy pussy for lunch� was my statement as I shoved my dick up into her. At that point all hell broke loose. I can only compare it to one thing in my life. When I was 12 years old I baited and wire snared the biggest, oldest tom coon in all of East Texas. You have never seen such a commotion in your life as that coon ran the length of that wire from one end to another. If it was his paw that was snared he could have easily cut it off for the wire was thin and he was running full force to and fro. But the wire was around his neck and so I had him. I have to admit he had one hard head to bash in. I still have his hide. Martha bucked like that coon struggled.

And my, did she shriek and scream. �You can’t do this to me. I will not lie with a man other than my husband. Get off of me. NOOO! GET OFF OF ME! NOOOOOOO! OH GOD! OH GAWD! OOOHHH GAAAWWWDDD�. It was a good thing that there was nobody within miles or they probably would have heard her clearly. Boy did she fight. �RAPE! RAPE! RAPE� Martha screamed. She tried to buck me off but my rope work was too skilled, her position too compromised, and I hung on for dear life. Working my pecker in her was more complicated. Fortunately as I mentioned above she was well lubricated or the job might have been impossible. She had the muscles of her pelvic floor clenched tight in an attempt to keep me out. However, when she drew breath after a scream she slightly loosened. This allowed me the opportunity to drive my dick in fully. When she clenched again I pulled out, milking my penis as it withdrew. Slow but what a feel. Then I discovered a trick to give me control of her screams, her tits and my teeth. First I had grasped a nipple in my teeth to try and turn her on. In her struggles I bit down. �AAUUGHH!� Martha screamed. �DON’T BITE, NO BITE, YOU’RE TEARING MY NIPPLES�. I managed to get three strokes in. So I tried the other nipple. �NOOO! I WILL KILL YOU! HENRY WILL KILL YOU!� got me four strokes. �I’LL GET THE LAW ON YOU! YOU WILL GO TO PRISON! NOOOOOH!� got me another four in and outs. Hey, I figured, I’ve learned something. I alternated my attack back and forth between her two breasts and thereby facilitated my attack in and out of her vagina.